The Tequila Gang (completed)

Chapter Ninety Four: ➰

THE FINAL HOUR
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Tia's POV

After my shenanigans yesterday with the whole urine situation, I was now paying the price, just as I predicted.

Hannah or Anna, whatever the bitch is calling herself today had managed to persuade her brother to drug me whilst she kicked the absolute shit out of me.

I could barely stand up, let alone walk. One thing I was grateful for though, was they'd kept me out of the handcuffs, wasn't like I could escape in this state anyway. Or get past the big iron door, I wish they'd put me out my misery, I couldn't take much more of this.

I'd also been given a small air mattress to lie on, it wasn't because they were being generous though, oh no it was so stinky could lie next to me and attempt to do unspeakable things whilst I was so out of it in this state.

I'd vomited several times, all of which were just puddles of blood, pretty sure at this point I'd coughed up a lung. That put him off completely having his way with me, instead he lay next to me and began doing the most disgusting thing.

The air mattress had started to vibrate again, I threw a disgusted look over my shoulder as I lay with my back turned to him. "If you're gonna touch yourself please go over there and do it." I weakly lifted my hand and pointed to the far corner.

"Shut the fuck up bitch!" He sneered, as the mattress continued to vibrate faster and faster, he pulled the small sheet back to get full view of my exposed body.

This was the third time today he'd touched himself whilst drooling over me lying next to him, I wasn't strong enough to do anything about it, if I even attempted to fight back I was almost sure he'd be doing more than wanking  over me.

At this point as long as he was no longer trying to grope me, he could do whatever the hell he wanted. The loud pants of breath were sickening, but least it was nearly over. Maybe I'd be able to take a little nap, until he comes back to do it all over again in a few hours time.

"Filthy little whore," he whispered to himself as he picked up even more speed. I snatched the sheet back and threw it over my bottom area in an attempt to block out his view.

"I love it when you play hard to get sweetheart," his breathing was heavy. Was he seriously trying to talk to dirty to me? What did he expect, a reply.

"I can still see the shape of that peachy little ass through the sheet."

I heaved instantly, this man is truly revolting. They all are here, I quickly wiped away a stray tear falling from my eye, to be sure he wouldn't catch it. I didn't want to show them any kind of weakness, I wouldn't give them that kind of satisfaction.Finally he'd finished with what he was doing and the mattress stilled. Maybe now I could fall to sleep if this pain would let me.

"Thank god for that," I groaned quietly, hoping he wouldn't hear me.

"The minute your body has recovered, don't think for one second I won't be taking you right here on this bed."

"Can't wait." I rolled my eyes sarcastically.

The iron door opened and in stepped the devils sidekick, who smirked over at his friend next to me. Looks like it was shift change, this was the routine I'd learnt over the few days I'd been here, every few hours they'd change positions and someone else would be in here to babysit me.

Stinky upped and left and locked the door behind him, leaving me alone with Ritchie. The only good thing about him is he would always sit on the chair in the far corner, he'd never attempt to lay next to me. However he would throw snide comments to me about Hunter at every opportunity he could. Which was just as draining.