At Kevin's Mercy 2: Reclaimed

15. Someone save me.

Endure it.
Just endure this, I thought, while the man in front of me was manipulating my face so he could have a look from all sides.
Kevin will save you.
Kevin has to save you.
God, why is he touching me?
I don't want that pig touching me.

There was no where to run, no escape, while the two goons from Kevin's father held me firmly in place.
The old, slightly overweight creepy suit standing in front of me had to be that Maxwell I was promised to.
The cold shivers ran all over my spine at the mere thought I had to go with that guy.

"She has good teeth."

He commented while pulling my lip to the side so he could see past the ball forced in my mouth.
His other hand was keeping my head in place while I struggled to get his filthy fingers out of my mouth.
He didn't seem in the least bothered about me struggling against his grip.
It was as if that was normal for him, like I was nothing but unruly livestock.
His gaze traveled down to my chest at a almost snail like pace.

"Nice pair of tits too."

I recoiled the second I felt his hands grope me, my curses muffled by the gag.

"Yes, I know. Consider her a gift from me. That our future cooperation's may be fruitful."

The cold voice of Kevin's old man only added to the misery I was feeling right now.
A gift... I was nothing but a tool for him to get what he wanted.
He used me to get Kevin to do what he wanted, not caring at all I was a person with feelings too.
And now I'm used to improve his business relations...

I kept glancing at the door, hoping that Kevin would burst to save me from this, but the door remained closed.
How much time has passed now since his arrival at the house?
It had to be at least thirty minutes now, why isn't he coming for me?
Did he perhaps like Jasmine so much he forgot about me?
Kevin's not going to abandon me now after all this, is he?
He promised he'd come for me.

The two man continued their conversation while I was starting to panic more and more as the seconds past by with no help arriving.

"Since my son is useless she's not properly trained yet. But I'm sure that's nothing you can't handle."

"Oh, no matter. I always retrain my girls to live up to my standards. I'll have her fall in line soon enough. She doesn't look like a trouble maker to me anyway."

A sudden pull on my arm snapped my attention right back to the pervert that was going to take me away from here.
To his home to be precise, not mine like that lying bastard implied would happen if I did what I was told.
Kevin's at least reliable, he never lied to me about anything.
And with the way his father twists everything in his favor I get why Kevin absolutely despised it if I lied to him.

"Alright, I'll entertain that no good son of mine so you can leave undisturbed."

"Sure, sure..."

He stared at Kevin's father for a moment like he wanted to say something else, but instead he remained silent and pulled me along to the door.
Kevin's father took a left turn through the door while Maxwell pulled me towards the opposite way, down the hall leading to the front door.

"I wonder what that ol bastard's up to this time..."

He hummed pondering about whatever toughs haunted his mind.
It was now just the two of us left in a otherwise empty hallway.
His eyes fell on me for a second and a malicious grin formed on his face.

"You wouldn't happen to know something about his plans now, would you? There has to be a reason that conceited bastard's giving me a freebie. Maybe there something wrong with you I missed?"