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I et a chance to peer around This e with dark wooden walls, a toilet and shower off to the side, a large bed in the middle and a desk near a set of s at the back Hendrix shoves ain, so I continue to walk forward until I reach a sat ht not kill me if I do as I’m told I think about Eric, and ht now? I can’t not ask I can’t just forget abouthi in front of ripsit ireen, and I flinch There’s so er, so oin’ on with hi You do as I ask, you live You don’t, you die It’s si si over and over to stop the bile rising in o," I snap, lifting lare

"Don’t fuckin’ care what your name is, it don’t matter to me I asked how old you are"

"What does it ine you’ll care"

He snorts "No, I suppose I won’t Answer rowls

"I’m twenty-four"

He narrows his eyes, and nods his head "You fucked many men?"

Oh My God

"Fuck you," I spit

He lifts his hand, and he slaps me so hard I see stars My body stiffens, and just like that I cruth crawls back to my inner depths, and stays there

"Answer my fuckin’ question, or I’ll chain you up in the cell with the rats"

"No," I croak

"No you haven’t fucked a lot, or no you won’t answer my question?"

"No I haven’t fucked a lot"

"Good"

Good? I raise lare

"Who are you?" I rasp

"Someone you don’t want to fuck with"

"W…hat do you ith rins, and it’s not nice His eyes are so full of threat I shudder, but when he speaks, my entire world stops

"I want to sell you"