wasn’t enough.”
The kick sent me into a violent spasm. I coughed up blood, and my stomach ached intensely.
It wasn’t over yet.
Scott ordered someone to bring a skimpy dress. They forced it onto me and fastened a collar around my neck.
I was dragged to the back of his car and chained to the rear.
“Come on, let’s take her for a stroll.” he said before wrapping his arms around Eula as they got into the car.
The car moved slowly down the busy street, forcing me to stumble along behind it.
People stopped and stared. Phones came out.
Some laughed, while others pointed and whispered to each other.
A few men took the chance to grope my exposed body.
I tried to back away, but the collar yanked at my neck until I could barely breathe.
The car window rolled down.
Eula peeked out. Her voice was filled with mock concern.
“Do you think this might be too much for Natalie?”
“Silly girl.” Scott chuckled.
“She was so cruel to you, and you still feel bad for her?” He added.
The car stopped at a red light.
A ragged homeless man came toward me and started groping me without shame.
I struggled desperately to avoid his touch, but it was pointless.
He pinned me down and started removing my clothes with brute force.
I thrashed around and screamed.
“Help! Please, somebody help me!”
He leered and bared his rotting, yellow teeth.
“Quit screaming, pretty face. No one’s coming for you.”
“Let me go! Get off me!”
From inside the car, Eula’s laughter was louder than the chaos outside.
She clapped her hands with delight.
“Scott, this is hilarious!”
I saw myself in the rearview mirror. I looked helpless while the homeless man grew more excited.
Scott didn’t react.
He glanced at me once before turning to Eula. He let her rest her head on his shoulder.
“As long as you’re happy,” he said softly.
Just as the homeless man tried to go further, the collar around my neck suddenly tightened. The car had started moving again.
The pulling force was violent. My neck jerked backward, and my body was dragged along.
