Gangster Maid

One

There was inaudible conversations between two men on their leather jackets. They were both nodding as they concluded their transactions and shook hands.

Dara's frame trembled while she darted her glance to her friend, Bom, who was tied up as well behind their backs. There were a total of five women of different races slumped over the stinking floor of the cargo truck.

Bom cried and the tears wet her cheeks but as is the general case. Their cries were muffled behind tape which sealed their lips for many hours already.

They've been kidnapped by merciless syndicate who trafficked women into their unknown clients. They've got two Filipinas, one Korean, One Thai and one Japanese, Dara.

The man turned to the Korean woman, Park Bom, whose milky skin gleamed even in dim lighted cargo. He caressed her cheek in pure lust before he leaned over her ear and the woman made an impish cry that there was fresh tears running her cheeks now.

"I haven't tasted any of this goodies." he said, clicking his tongue while his subordinate just chuckled.

"We can't. Clients paid for virgins." the other guy said which Dara learned as Gomen. A guy with heavy beard, long hair which always tied into a rubber band and his frame as large as the other guy who was called Orca. Only, this Orca looked always in clean shave with clean cut since he was the one doing all business with clients and closing the deal. They were the last batch to be delivered to the client and Dara felt her stomach in notch most especially that they were dragged out the cargo now. She turned to Bom who whimpered in the careless touches of this Orca guy.

Dara was too weak to fight off from the dragging while they were brought inside into another cargo truck. Only it was a little cleaner and got no stink. They were literally thrown and most of them had lost their consciousness. She turned to Bom when the door shut down before their faces and her cheeks dried up instantly while she stared to Dara this time.

The truck had started to move, ready to leave from the unknown rendezvous. Dara and Bom's head turned to the other three girls who were unconscious in the floor with their hands tied up from behind. There was swelling on their wrists and they had been hungry since three days ago. They've been deprived of food and only water had given them recluse amids the hell hole.

Dara and Bom had turned from each other and leaned on each other's backs. Since they can't talk through their sealed lips, they've been conversing in morse code, tapping on each others' finger.

'How are you holding up?' Dara tapped on Bom's finger.

'I'm hungry and I want to murder that bastard.' Bom tapped in reply.

Dara chuckled and despite the pain on her body, she can still feel energized since they were closing their goal. And she knew that along with her, Bom can't also wait to plant bullets on the bastards' faces. It had been two weeks since they'd been sent by the clan for this mission after what happen in the Onsen forest in Japan where groups of Russian syndicate had orchestrated a hunt for young women to be trafficked to unknown clients who paid hefty amount to taste young virgins from different races.