Sharae's gag stifled her screams as she watched Joe finish tying Angel. She couldn't believe what was happening. Here she was, enjoying her new life with Preston, when Joe had to show up and turn everything upside down.
He'd stormed in toting a gun, angrily demanding that Preston give Megan back to him. Preston calmly declined. He explained that Megan was now his property and he planned to do what he saw fit with her. Joe went ballistic. He turned red in the face and started screaming incoherently.
Sharae had jumped when the first shot rang out, despite being hogtied on the floor. She screamed as she was spattered with droplets of blood-Preston's blood. It was eerie the way Preston remained standing after the first shot hit him in the arm. The second shot sent him crashing to the floor. That was when Angel arrived home from her shopping trip, only to be subdued by Joe. Now he stood and looked over at Sharae. “You sure look beautiful in ropes, Rae."
Sharae's eyes filled with tears as she considered the situation. Preston was shot. Dead. Angel was unconscious. She herself was hogtied and helpless, and the new woman, Megan, was in the kitchen tied to a chair. As for the other girl, the blonde who was being prepped for sale, she had no idea where she was.
Joe walked over and knelt down next to her. He stroked her hair. “Why'd you run away? I treated you decent, didn't I? We could've had so much fun. Me, you, and Missy. Speaking of Missy,” he continued, “she misses you. She'll enjoy having you back."
Sharae thought of the buxom brunette and sighed. Either she'll enjoy having me back to share her misery, or she'll enjoy torturing me for leaving her alone with Joe, she thought.
Suddenly Joe smacked her across the face. She whimpered in pain as stars danced before her eyes.
“That's only the beginning, bitch,” he growled. “You're in for a whole lot worse."
She glared at him, and got another punch across the other cheek. She could taste the blood from her lip.
“You shouldn't have run away, Sharae. Naughty, naughty girl. I'm gonna enjoy punishing you. You and that other teasing slut, Angela.” He laughed. “She'll wish she were dead. I'll make damn sure of that. Imagine! You two, hoping to stay hidden from me. Ha! You underestimated me. All of you did."
Sharae shuddered at the sinister tone in Joe's voice. It was something she had never heard before. And it scared her. How could she have lived with this man and not seen this side to him?
He went into the living room and searched through Angel's toy box, returning with a padded leather blindfold. “Lights out, babe. Don't want you seeing where we're going."
He strapped the blindfold on and her world went dark. She could hear him moving and wondered what he was doing. She heard muffled shrieks that could only be from Megan or the other blonde. She heard doors opening and closing several times, and finally realized Joe was carrying all the girls out.
At last, he came for her. She screeched in pain as he picked her up by the rope connecting her hands to her ankles. He carried her out that way and tossed her into his vehicle. She sighed in relief when the excruciating pressure was released from her limbs.
Joe got in the van, humming. “My, my. Three beautiful women all tied up in the back of my van. How did I get so lucky?"
Wait a minute, thought Sharae. Three women? He must have missed the blonde. He didn't realize she was there. He only knew about Angel, Megan and herself. Maybe the blonde would get loose and get help. But no, that wasn't likely, knowing how securely Preston tied his girls. The poor thing would just struggle until… Sharae didn't want to think about it.
Her shoulders sagged. She was once again Joe's prisoner, headed back to his house of pain along with Angel and Megan. She shuddered to think what they faced once they got there.
Megan tried to get comfortable in the chair, but it was none too easy the way Joe had tied her. This day had already been the weirdest one in her life and it just kept getting weirder. Her brother-in-law had always been a little flaky, but she never dreamed he was so seriously disturbed.
First he finally agreed to do it with her. That was fine. Jon was away, and she'd always thought Joe was cute. But then he attacked her, then handed her over to some other lunatic with a house full of bound women. Then he bursts in, shoots the lunatic, and takes all the women to this cabin.
She twisted her head, to see if he was finished securing the other girls. He treated the other ones so rough, but he'd been very nice to her for some reason. Almost gentlemanly-not that it stopped him from tying her to this goddamn chair. At last he returned and sat down in front of her.
“Megan, I'm so sorry about all this,” he said. “Are you all right? Are you comfortable?"
“Mmmppff!” she complained. No, you idiot! I'm not comfortable.
“It'll be okay as soon as we get to Mexico. You'll see. I'll take care of you. I just hope the baby's all right. The way Preston slugged you. God!"
“Emmee ho!"
“No, I can't let you go. But… how about if I take out your gag?"
“Eff!” She nodded vigorously.
“You won't scream, will you?"
“Uh uh."
He worked at the buckle and pried the ball from her mouth.
“What is going on???” she screamed. “Have you lost your mi-"
He clamped his hand over her mouth. “I told you not to scream,” he said loosening his grip slightly.
“Okay, okay. I won't shout. But what are you doing, Joe?"
“Well, I was going to have you sold as a-"
“Sold?"
“Yes, as a sex slave. I mean, you always acted so slutty, it only seemed natural. I figured Jon would be better off without you, and I knew Preston was in the business. But then when I realized you were pregnant, I decided-"
“Pregnant?"
“Yeah. Megan, I know about the baby. When I found out, that's when I decided to get you back and take you and the baby to Mexico. We'll bring the other girls, too. It'll be great."
Megan's head was swimming. She didn't know where to start. He was going to have her sold? And he thought she was pregnant?
“But right now,” he continued, “I'm just worried about the baby.