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Zoriah

Haley bangs on the door again, and I groan as I step out of the shower. She is so damn impatient. I wrap a towel around my body and walk to the front door of my apartment.

“Would you stop banging on the door?” I ask when I open the door. I get confused when I see her in clothing that she would never go to a club in. She looks like she’s going to church with her whacko parents. “I thought we were going out?”

“We are,” she says simply. Haley and her older brother stopped talking to her parents a long time ago, but seeing that she is wearing a long dress that hides everything she has to offer tells me that is no longer the case. Normally, she wears short skirts, and her tits are always hanging out.

“Ooookay,” I say slowly before turning back to go to my room. “Should I grab my freaky religious clothes too?”

“Just something respectful on your body,” she says as she follows me. I shake my head and go to my closet to find a longer dress. “Wear the white one.”

“You’re acting weird. You ghost me for weeks and then suddenly want to go to a club like you haven’t been ignoring me,” I say as I grab the dress. It’s form-fitting around the chest but flows nicely down to my shins. “Talk to your parents lately?”

“I have,” she says. “I’ve been going to church with them.”

“Makes sense,” I say. “Huxley too?”

“Mhmm,” she says.

“Where are we going tonight, Haley?” I ask as I pull the dress on.

“To church,” she says seriously.

“Yeah, I’m not going to church with you,” I laugh and walk past her.

“You need to be saved, Zoriah. We have been living in sin for so—”

“Haley, I love you, but stop it,” I turn and snap at her. “I will respect your decision to go to church, but you are not about to shove that cult bullshit down my throat. If that’s what this is, then get out.”

“I am just trying to save your soul, Zoriah. Is that so wrong?” she asks seriously.

“Last I checked, I’m a virgin. I don’t do anything sinful,” I say. “Also, my soul is none of your concern. Maybe worry about how many men you’ve opened your legs for before you preach to me about my soul.”

“See? You are full of anger, Zoriah,” she says pleadingly. “Just one time. Please.”

“No,” I say firmly.

“I wanted to do this the easy way, Zoriah,” she sighs and pulls her phone from her dress pocket.

“What the fuck does that mean?” I ask. Alarm bells start going off when she ignores me and calls someone. “You need to get the fuck out of my apartment. Now.”

“I tried to help you,” she says. “It would have been easier for you to just listen to me.”

I spin around and leave her in the hall to get to my phone. When I get to the living room, I can’t locate my bag. Fuck. Where is it?

I run to my bag when I spot it across the room.

I hear Haley talking to someone, but I ignore her and call Roman.

I could call Dad, but he’s probably passed out drunk already.

I don’t know what bullshit she’s up to, but it’s scaring me.

The fact her brother is back in contact with them after being raped by his father his whole life tells me plenty.

When Roman doesn’t answer, I pull up my texts with him.

I quickly type out a message, but before I can hit send, the door slams open and I scream.

I drop my phone and back away when I see it’s Richard and Huxley, Haley’s dad and brother.

“Get out,” I yell at them. “Get the fuck out of my house!”

“I tried to get her to come with me,” Haley says. “She refused.”

“Well, she doesn’t have a choice,” Richard says.

“I’m not going anywhere with you freaks. Get the fuck out of my apartment,” I yell. I am starting to panic, and tears are welling up. This stupid fucking bitch and her crazy-ass family. What in the hell has she done?

I can’t get to the front door, so I turn and sprint toward my room. Right as I get past Haley, she grabs me by the hair and yanks me back so her dad can grab me. “Stop it!” I scream. “Get off of me. Let me go.”

“Shhhh,” Richard says as he wraps his hands around my throat.

I start pulling at his hands, trying to breathe when he cuts off my air.

He slides me up the wall so that my feet aren’t on the ground, and I fight with everything I have, which isn’t nearly enough.

I hit and claw at him as he tightens his grip, and the world starts to go dark.

My body is starting to feel heavy, and I am getting weaker.

His eyes look hollow and devoid of emotion as he strangles me.

He is going to kill me, and she’s going to let him.

As everything starts to fade away, I hear Haley’s voice. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Fuck!” I gasp and suddenly sit up when ice-cold water is dumped on me.

“I’ll have to work on your foul mouth,” a man says.

“Excited to see it, sir,” Richard says.

“And she is a virgin?” the man asks Haley.

“Yes, sir. She is a virgin.” Haley smiles.

“I’m right fucking here. Stop fucking talking about me like I am a goddamn object,” I shout. The man abruptly turns and slaps me across the face. Fire spreads across my cheek, and I tear up as I cover my burning skin with my hand.

“Never speak to your leader with such nasty words,” he scolds as he roughly grabs my chin and forces me to look up at him.

“You are not my leader. You’re a fucking fre—” The man cuts me off by shoving me down to the floor. I try to scoot away from him, but Haley grabs me by the hair and yanks my head back as he steps in front of me.

“If you’re going to have a potty mouth, I’ll put it to better use,” he seethes as he pulls his dick out.

“No. Please don’t!” I scream as I fight against Haley. Richard comes over and kneels behind me to grab my arms. Haley holds my head to keep me from moving as the man steps closer.

“If I feel teeth, I’ll pull them myself,” the man growls.

“Please don’t. Please,” I beg tearfully.

My mind is moving in a thousand directions, and I can’t understand how I got here. What the fuck is going on? Who is this man? Why the fuck did my friend just fucking sacrifice me to some freak cult leader? They are calling him “sir”. That has to be what this is, right?

Haley holds my head still as I try to turn away.

He pinches my nose closed to force me to open my mouth.

I try to fight it and hold my breath, but eventually my brain overrides my willpower, and I open my mouth.

The man immediately shoves his dick down my throat, and I gag violently as he starts to thrust as hard as he can with a fast pace.

He still has my nose pinched closed, and I can’t breathe.

“Suck and I’ll let you breathe,” he demands.

I do as he says immediately and hollow my cheeks to suck on him.

He releases my nose, and I can finally take short and shallow breaths.

He places his hands over top of Haley’s and moves his hips faster.

I hear unmistakable sounds of kissing and groaning as he takes his pleasure from my throat.

He goes on and on until the kissing stops, and he groans.

The man takes over, holding my head still, and pushes violently deep.

When he starts to come, he mutters what sounds like a prayer as he pinches my nose closed.

Like this, I have no choice but to swallow.

He keeps pumping his hips and muttering until he has forced me to take all of it.

When he steps back, I drop to my hands and violently retch, begging my body to not turn inside out.

I am gasping for air at the same time, and the room is spinning.

“She’s good for a virgin,” the man says. “We will have to train the gag reflex out of her, though.”

“Can I prep her for the ceremony?” Haley asks happily.

“Yeah. You and your mother can get her ready,” the man says. I pull myself up to my feet and back away when he walks toward me. I corner myself, and he boxes me in with his hands on the walls beside me.

“Who are you?” I ask with a shaky voice.

“Doug Peters,” he says simply. “Your new husband.”

“Like fuck you are,” I snap.

Doug grabs my chin, and I whimper in pain as he holds me against the wall. “You will not speak to me with a foul tongue. I can promise that things will get a lot harder for you if this is the route you want to take. Are you going to be a good girl, Zoriah?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Good.” He smiles and pats my cheek. “Go in and get ready for the ceremony.”

When he steps back, Haley smiles at me. “I’m going to kill you,” I say through gritted teeth.

“It’s a sacrifice worth making,” she says sweetly as he grabs my wrist. “As are you. Sacrificing Zoriah to the all-powerful leader of the People of Christ.”

“Do they know you’re a whore who will fuck anything that moves?” I ask harshly.

“I was stuck in sin for choosing faith,” she says. “This is my way to Christ. Through your sacrifice, I am reborn.”

“You are a fucking lunatic,” I laugh dryly.

How in the fuck did I miss this? She is so goddamn crazy.

Was she ever separated from her parents?

All I know is I need to get the fuck away from this place, but I don’t know where I am.

I was in and out of it on the way here, so I know we are still in town.

We are out in the woods, so I suspect we are on the north side of the city.

If I am right, I might be within a few miles of Roman’s house.

“As entertaining as this is, she needs to be ready in ten minutes,” Doug says.

“Let’s go,” Haley says as she pulls me out of the room. I see her mom and give up. I was going to just punch the bitch in the face and run, but her dumbass mom will just grab me.

“Oh, good. She’s here,” Paula says with a smile.

“You missed it. He took her throat,” Haley says as she hugs her mother.

“Aw. Shame,” Paula says. “We will get to see more soon, though.”

“Huxley is excited,” Haley remarks as I am pulled into a room.