the army veteran and the prostitute.

worried.

Melanie's POV.

It's been two weeks since she was taken. and the police haven't found anything, not one, single lead as to where that bastard might be keeping her hidden.  The one thing I know for sure is that whatever is happening to her, it definitely can't be good. 

God I hope they find you soon.

Summer's POV.

It's been two weeks, two weeks of excruciating pain, two weeks of barely any food or water to keep me alive, much less able to move.

Two weeks of being beaten and tortured for hours on end by Vince, and whatever goons he has on the clock for the week. Two weeks of no sleep, because it's an endless cycle of pain and misery.

I just wish this cycle would end with either Me being found, or finally dying from how weak and tired my body is.

God! Melanie, please find me soon.

I could feel myself slipping in and out of consciousness for what felt like the millionth time today. When out of nowhere, a bucket of what felt like ice water was being poured on my head, snapping me awake instantly.

"Time to wake up, sunshine. You have a client in twenty minutes and he looks like a fun one." Vince explained to me, smiling sadistically right after.

"Here! Put this on." He commands as he threw the black mini skirt and halter top which had been paired with fishnet stockings and black heels, at the dingey mattress where I've been laying, unable to move for the past two weeks due to my ribs, that I'm pretty sure are broken.

Doing my best to get up from the bed without hurting myself, I made my way towards Vince's dingey bathroom that looks like it's about to fall apart, and got dressed for 'work.'  fixing my hair into loose curls, how I know Vince's customers like it. The more money I made him, the less he or his men try to hurt me.

"Well well, well. Don't you look hot." Vince told me as soon as I exited his little shack that he called home, and walked across the street to the run down motel that he used for his 'girls.'

"Room 2 c as usual?" I asked Vince as I walked passed him without looking him in the eyes.  "Yup! But first, you know the drill."  He explained with a smug smirk on his face.

'the drill' means he has to search me for weapons, I may could use to hurt him or his clients.  Aka! He gets to touch every part of my body as he pleases.

"Feels just as nice as last week. Maybe I could have my turn tonight when you get home." Vince suggested in a flirty tone as he touched my chest, grabbing the right breast and squeezing, before roaming his hands further down my waist and gripping my backside, giving a rough tap. Making me cringe in pain.

"Hey! As long as you work for me, I can do as I wish to you and if you don't comply you will be severely punished." Vince reminded me, grabbing my wrist aggressively and speaking harshly in my ear.

"Now get in there, time is money." Vince ordered, slapping my ass once more before shoving me into room  2 c.

"Well, hello beautiful! Vince told us you were gorgeous, but I really underestimated just how gorgeous you actually are." A guy with blonde hair, down to his shoulders and sun kissed skin complimented me with a huge smile upon his face.

He was wearing a blue and white button up shirt with blue jeans and brown shoes. He also had the most beautiful ocean blue eyes I've ever seen.

And his body was even more stunning for a guy, that is. He had wash board abs and his arms had the perfect amount of muscle, not too big or small.

And as for the other guy, he had black hair, that was cut into a mow hawk. He had a slender build and had two pierced ears. He also had a tattoo of a cross on his left forearm, that you could see over his leather jacket that he had paired with a green T-shirt and black skinny jeans with shoes to match.

"So what would you guys like for me to do." I asked knowing that if I leave them unpleased, Vincent will be angry.

"How about head." The guy with the Mohawk suggested casually.

"Uhh okay, I guess." I replied, feeling nervous all of the sudden as I got on my knees in front of him

Once I was on the floor, he slowly unzipped his pants and pulls down his boxers, making his his fully erect penis bob out in front of me. It was nicely tanned compared to the rest of his body. And was about full ten inches, I wasn't sure if I could take him completely in my mouth.

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed his shaft and started working him from the base to the tip, pulling and squeezing the way I knew most of them liked.

"Oooh that feels so good..." The guy moaned as he grabbed my head gently at first, thrusting in my mouth nice and slowly.

"Ohh my God! I'm going to cum." He said after about 10 minutes, making me swallow it. It tastes bitter, like he had some kind of unhealthy addiction.
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"We'll be back for round two in a few." The guy explained as he and his blonde friend walked towards the bathroom as he took out a zip lock bag from his pocket that had a white substance in it, which was obviously cocaine.

"Now for the real fun to begin. But first..." The dark haired guy explained, taking out a piece of paper and pouring a fair amount of the coke on it, holding a straw out towards me.

"No thanks I don't -" I tried to say but was quickly interrupted.   "Do the damn coke so we could have fun with you. I'm paying for the hour and your supposed to do what I want!" The dark haired guy shouted, grabbing my hair aggressively and pulling out a gun.

I was so scared I thought I was going to dye right now.

"Adam! This is getting out of hand." The blonde hair guy shouted at his friend.

"No, Liam I'm tired of these little whores thinking they can just do as they please, when that's not what we pay them for."  The dark haired guy shouted angrily at his friend, gripping my head tighter and pressing gun harder into my temple.

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"Now do the damn coke! Or..." He paused for a second, before getting a sadistic smile on his face.

"No. No! Please, no." I said as he roughly pulled me to my knees by my hair, before taking his pants and boxers down shoving my head down his shaft as hard as he can, making me guy harshly which in turn made me accidentally bite his penis.

"Ahh! you fucking bitch!" The man who I now knew as Adam, exclaimed angry, slamming My head rough against the dresser that was in the room, making me see stars.

I could feel liquid dripping profusely down the left side of my head.

"Oh Shit! Run! I heard Liam say to Adam as I heard him on the phone with what sounded like an ambulance dispatcher, before hearing the door to the hotel room closing.

And my last thought before I lost consciousness was...   "... Melanie."

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