Freedom -Negan-

Chapter 4

Sleeping isn't very easy when you're strung from the ceiling. Once the barn was dark enough, all we could hear were the sounds of the insects outside and the muffled sobs of one another. It was really hell on earth, and it was hard picturing a way out.

Once light started finding its way into the barn, I got a better picture of my naked form strung up by my wrists. Bruises littered my hips from the men digging their fingers into my skin. My mouth forever tasted metallic and my head was on fire. I closed my eyes for some relief, but the doors to the barn burst open and ruined any semblance of peace we had.

This morning went very similar to yesterday, expect there were three less woman strung up, but the number of men that entered the barn was the same. Even the young boy, Will, was back.

"Morning, ladies. I'm sure your night was rotten and restless. Too bad you decided to stay in this shit-hole and not in a nice warm bed." He grabbed Will by his jacket and pulled him close. "One of you lucky ladies is going to turn this boy into a man this morning. Any volunteer?" He gave us a toothy grin that made my stomach turn.

Obviously there were no volunteers.

Jimmy's eyes glanced over each of us until they met mine and his smile got even larger.

"How about, you, big mouth? I see you got your gag off, but you've stayed surprisingly quiet. Maybe you've learned your lesson."

"I didn't know you trained kids to be rapists here." I stared at the ground and Jimmy pulled Will towards me and shoved him so that he was mere inches from my naked body.

"Hear her, Will? She's calling us rapists. Me, your Uncle, who raised you after the world went to shit." He said into the boy's ear.

I stared down at their feet until a grubby hand grabbed me under the chin and forced me to look at the two in front of me.

"Will's gonna fuck you, now, Big Mouth and you're gonna enjoy it, you hear me?" The boy couldn't meet my eyes and he opened his mouth in protest but his uncle shut them down. "You've got to become a man someday. Otherwise everyone will think you're faggot. Look at her, Will. Despite the busted face she's a banger. Trust me, once you get your dick wet, you'll be a true man. That girl you like back at The Sanctuary will be so jealous!"

Finally looking me in the eyes, I actually saw empathy looking back at me. I felt a pang of sympathy for the boy. He didn't ask for this, yet he wasn't putting up too much of a fight. Jimmy grabbed the boy's hand and placed it roughly on my breast. My jaw clenched and I stared straight ahead as he felt my unwilling body.

Jimmy lowered his hand, but the boy kept his in place, hesitantly lifting the other to feel my other breast. I was aware that everyone was watching us, yet I felt as if I was alone in a dark pit. Jimmy stepped back and allowed the boy to navigate his own way over my body. His hands slid down to my ribs and further to my stomach.

He looked up at me and I spat out "Don't. You're better than this. Don't become this. Think of your mother and what she would think of you." His eyes took a dark turn at the mention of his mother, and he gripped my bruised hips, making me yell out in pain.

"Don't talk about my mother, whore." The young boy no longer looked scared or weak.

"Now you've got him going. Had to bring up his mother." Jimmy spouted from a few feet behind Will.

The boy unzipped his jeans and yanked my body harshly towards him. He leaned his head forward so he could whisper in my ear. "Now you're gonna scream my name." before shoving himself inside me.

Out of body experiences are a way for people to cope with situations that are too much to handle. Having something done to someone else is always better than having that torture unto yourself. I saw myself clamp my lips together and stare the boy straight in the eyes the entire time he was raping me. Never looking away because I wanted him to remember my face when he tried to sleep at night. Hoping and willing that I cursed his nightmares. Everything almost in slow motion as my mind wrapped around how an innocent looking young man could flip this switch so seamlessly.

I came back to my body when the boy finished. The men around us cheering and whooping, as if he had scored the wining touchdown of a football game. Jimmy hugged the boy and appeared to be proud of the creature he created. He congratulated him and sent him back up to the camp while the rest of the men undressed and carried on with the rest of the woman.

That's how the next few days went. The men would show up in the mornings and perform their vile acts before coming back and feeding us the bare minimum to keep us alive. The rapes became more violent as that aided in their pleasure. More and more girls choose to go to their camp until there was only three of us remaining who had refused to join them at..

Jimmy had made it a contest to see who could get me to cave first, meaning I was a fan favorite to torture. My pride was ahead of any self-preservation I had and my mouth couldn't stay shut. They beat me and brought me to the edge of my rope with life, but I would have rather died than give in to these poor excuses for human beings. They would never get the satisfaction from me.

The other two girls and I would have short conversations when our night guard let to relieve himself. They tried to get me to stop mouthing off as it was hard to watch me be bloodied and raped over and over, but I reminded them that it was me or them. If the attention was on me, they could have some relief from the men and that gave me the will to get through.

We had been in this god forsaken barn for at least a week. I didn't even try to stand on my feet anymore and just let myself hand from my bindings. I didn't sleep at night, but it was a nice break from the daytime visits.

Our guard walked in and I noticed it was a different man than from before. It was the large, burley man, Ben. I noticed that he never partook in the sessions. Jimmy always had him keep an eye out for any people passing by, to Ben's disapproval. I watched him sit on the bench to the right of the door and take a large drink from a flask. A knife reflected the light from his belt.

A smile crept onto my face. Ben was number oneon my list.