Eileen was screaming, no words trying to escape from the foul smelling gag in her mouth as she bucked and writhed under the group of men holding her down on the table. Only a primal animal panic made her scream, loud and shrill as she tried to free her wrists. Face was red and tears were already forming in her eyes as she felt their callused, dirty hands all over her smooth skin.
Once she felt the cold air of the diner on her bare stomach and thighs, she started shaking her head, closing her eyes as she imagined what the men would do to her. The restaurant was closed, Main Street would be deserted. No one would see her, even the police wouldn't be coming down the road unless there was a call. If she wanted to escape whatever the men were going to do to her she would have to do it on her own.
"Nnngf! Stoffh! Guddd nnnggh!"
A throbbing pain came from her wrists as the man holding them down on the cool table tightened his grip. The new pain forced her eyes open, and she was met face to face with the man hurting her. She saw one of the large black men leaning over her, he was tightening his grip on her wrists until it felt like he was going to break them. Her eyes met his, a pleading look in them as she tried to get her hands free, to close her legs before the men could violate her.
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