Screaming in silence (camren)

Chapter 4

   I close my eyes and instinctively clenched my thighs together. I felt her fingers run up my calves and over my knees, flames licking my skin in their wake. When they got to my thighs, I couldn't allow them to continue. I grab the cotton fabric and tugged it from her fingers. Her hand seized my wrist and squeeze hard enough for me to give up the fight with the panties and jerk my arms away from her grasp. My underwear, along with my towel fell to the ground and inhaled deeply as my vulnerability was exposed.
     "Now don't fight this time and it will be over quickly."
     I look past her, blinking away the tears . She dropped to her knees again and I felt the underwear being pulled up from my ankles and her fingers wrapping around my thin bones. Her breath was warm on the damp of damp skin of my inner thigh and she made no attempt to conceal what she was doing. Her hands work their way up the back of my calves, lifting the panties. I felt a jolt of arousal deep within me. This shouldn't be happening!" My head screamed at me to fight her off, not allow her to touch me this way. But my body waiting to see where she would go next, waiting to see what she would try next.
      I kept as still as I possibly could, my breath coming in shallow pants. Cool tears rolled down my cheeks and heat rose from my legs were Lauren touched. Why couldn't this be over why was she torture me this way? Apparently it wasn't enough to nearly kill me and then capture me, before bringing me to this sordid house. Now I had be humiliated.
Lauren's fingers grazed the back of my thighs. I look down to see her lips pressed firmly together, her eyes focused on the task. She was so close to my naked and bruised body. Her hands climbed up until they reach the sensitive area below my butt locks and then hesitated. My breath caught in my throat as I suppressed a sob and closed my eyes. Her touch heightened my senses and the site of her Beautiful face taking such care to degrade me was overwhelming. I prayed that she would release me. Slowly and confidently, her hands spread my legs and her fingers slowly met between them.
     "Please," I whimpered as I felt one of her fingers start to press inside me. Please stop? Please continue? I'm not sure what I was begging for at the moment but I knew I couldn't take much more.
       Her fingers remained inside of me while her other hand firmly held the back of my leg. I open my watery eyes to see her staring up at me. She plunged a deeper.I cried out, first from the shock and then the second time from the shock of the pain in my ribs as as I inhaled sharply.
Before I could even attempt to recover my composure, Lauren had the elastic band my panties around my hips. I couldn't look at her as she moved behind me and help me with my bra, lifting my arms and maneuvering the straps over my shoulders. Her hands didn't linger this time and she gently pulled the bra around my sore and blackened ribs. She set my hand on her strong shoulder so I could brace myself again something stable and then slipped on my jeans. The oversized T-shirt was last and Lauren rolled the material up so I could get my head and arms through. It hung halfway to my knees but it smelled fresh, a welcome change from the foul stench of blood and mold.
Once I was completely covered, I finally allowed myself to look at her again. Lauren stared at me and nodded, clearly proud of the job she had accomplished, as if dressing a woman was now some sort of prestigious achievement.
"Do you feel better?" Was she joking? What was there to feel better about?
"Relative speaking."
"Come on, then. You'll want to eat something, I imagine." She sighed, an annoyed look on her face, and opened the door.
"If I am such a burden to you, then you should let me go."
"I believe you'll be worth more than the effort it takes me to make a tuna sandwich, brunette. But how much is yet to be determined, isn't it?" So she was after money. Money I had and I was more than willing to give it up in return for my freedom.
"If you want money, then I can get that for you. Just take me to a bank and I'll empty my account."
" Give me a number." Lauren crossed her arms in front of her chest.
    I thought back to all the checks I had received for my graduation, my trust fund which had kicked in on my 21st birthday and I had yet to be touched, and the bribes my father had given me for saying out of trouble.
    "Twenty five," I finally answered.
     "Twenty five hundred? That's not going to last me very long considering I have to split it three ways."
     "Thousand. Twenty five thousand dollars."
      She stopped and turned around, eyeing me with the same suspicious look she had given me downstairs. "What is a hitchhiker doing with that kind of money?"
    "If I can get it for you, why does it matter ?"
     "Tell me, what makes you think you are in any kind of position to be asking questions?"
     I looked at the ground. I was in no position to be asking for anything. But I didn't want her to know the truth. If I told her where all the money came from, she would know I was connected to people who could give her much more. No, it would be better to lie, let her take what I had and leave.
     "My parents passed away and the twenty five thousand is all that was left to my inheritance."
     She walked back to me, raised my chin with her hand and, once satisfied that I was looking at her, signed his response. L-I-A-R
     I flinched and looked away again, furious at myself for thinking the plan would work. Her long fingers wrapped around my arm and started leading me out the bathroom and back downstairs. We reach the living room where Austin and the other guy sat at a table my possessions were still  strewn  about.
"What did you find out?" Austin stood up and walked over to me.
Lauren shook her head, turning slightly towards me so I could read her lips.
"Nothing she can't say a word."
Austin frowned and gave me a disgust look. "So do, some of that signaling shit with her."
"I will when its worth my time."
Why is she doing this? She knew the truth yet she was keeping it from the others. My limbs began to shake as I realized she was hiding my secret for a reason. What that reason was I couldn't imagine, i didn't want to know. I turn back to Austin.
"Well genius, it was your plan to bring her here instead of leaving the bitch on the side of the road with her friend. You better make this inconvenience worth my time."
"If she won't talk, I'll get her to scream," Lauren said, her devilish smile sent shivers up my spine. Without another word, she walked me out of the room.