"This way," says the tattoo covered stranger, taking Charlotte by the arm and all but dragging her to the door.
The bartender looks up from the glass he was cleaning, shrugs and goes back to work. The rest of the strange bar doesn't seem alarmed at the sudden movement either. A leather clad man runs the phallic handle of his whip between the breasts of the handcuffed blonde he is entertaining and simply watches as Charlotte is taken to the door.
"There," says the man again, his fingers an iron grip around Charlotte's arm still. "See that. That's a good vantage point to see where you need to be." The local seems to be indicating to a hill that rises up from the woodlands behind the small town. "There's even a little weather station shed in case it rains. You need to be there."
~No,~ says the voice in her head, ~You need to be on his cock. Bouncing up and down. Tell him that!~
Squirming, Charlotte tries to rest; "No..." she whimpers, responding to the alarming voice in her head before even thinking about the dangerous man.
But it's the man who responds, "Yes," he says in a tone that suggests there will be trouble if he is not obeyed.
"This way," and - same as last time - the muscled man simply begins to drag Charlotte towards the hill, towards the woodland and down through a narrow alleyway around the side of the bar, "Quicker this way."
If the situation had been different this would have been a beautiful part of the small town. Ancient stone work, masterful craftsman ship in the buildings and delightful European cobbled streets. This alleyway might have been hundreds of years old.
Charlotte was aware of the ruined shell of an old church out the back. Quite a few buildings beyond the main streets had fallen into disuse. This particular church looked as if it had been hit by a bomb in one of the wars and had never been rebuilt.
"To hell with it!" suddenly shouts the tattooed man, "I can't wait any longer. Your voice may sound innocent - but I can read your body. You need a fucking. That's good." Roughly he shoves Charlotte in through the ruined remains of a stone archway and into the churchyard. "That's good because my cock needs a sucking!" With another push he lands Charlotte on the ground in front of him. "BEGIN!" |