“Please don’t kill me”
I kept mumbling this to myself like it were a prayer.
I no longer had any idea how long we had been driving when we suddenly stopped. One of the men grabbed my arms, shouting impatiently and none too gently dragged me out of the vehicle. I could feel the trail of hot piss flowing over my thighs as they began dragging me along the ground, again. I heard a door swing open just ahead and the floor no longer felt so rough and the voices of my captors seemed to echo as we moved along, as though we were in a corridor.
We stopped moving. I tried to raise my head, to listen, but I was suddenly slammed against a wall.
“Down!” the voice of my captor was a harsh bark. Continue reading