Page 6 of Terror Tuesday

I’ve already endured worse.

“Throw your jacket on the ground,Beta.” Vanq’s voice startles us all. Bryce blinks a few times, then agrees while shrugging off his sports coat, tossing it to the concrete in front of him. Vanq takes his black boot and shoves it toward me. “For you to kneel on.”

With a snap of his gloved fingers, Vanq arranges us like we’re center stage in his personal porno—his expression hidden, but every movement choreographed with precision. “Betaboy here. President Remington here. Thenot-appointedgirl there.”

We move into positions so that Bryce and Hunter’s backs form a shield, almost blocking Vanq from being able to see much. I cast a worried glance at his masked face, but he only nods, and I slowly descend to my knees in front of my boyfriend. Bryce lifts the phone until the flash blinds my eyes.

Blinking, I reach for Hunter’s zipper, then undo it as he strokes my cheek gently.

“Hey, babe.” He pauses until I meet his earnest eyes. “You’re amazing, you know that? I love you.”

The rumblings in my stomach threaten to violently expel. Love…I’ve been desperate for it in the wrong place.

Love is for the safe.

Now, I’m just trying to survive.

While I await his further instructions, Hunter helps by digging himself out of his boxer briefs, his flaccid dick flopping out.Ugh! More work for me. The good news is that Bryce seems to point the camera more toward Hunter’s abs than my face, capturing the loose muscle as I grip its base.

Hunter’s voice elevates an octave. “I said, ‘I love you.’”

As I glance at him, I try not to glare. Placing his dick close to my lips, I say, “I love—” Then, I lick him until he jumps in my hold, cutting me off. Using my tongue to toy with the crown has him firming up nicely. His familiar musk used to be something I never much thought about. Until now. The scent almost makes me gag, as if I’m just smelling his overbearing, sugary, beachy cologne for the first time.

I settle in, scooting across the hard concrete on my knees and plunging onto his length. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Bryce palming his crotch as he holds the camera on my work.

The glass-smooth voice from the back of the room startles me. “Pull your pants down,” Vanq instructs.

Hunter glances over his shoulder briefly, then drops his trousers to his ankles. I press my face to the underside of his cock, licking the length to dive back in, but stop.

“Yours, too.”

My eyes widen as I glance around Hunter’s waist, where Vanq is flaring the knife toward Bryce. Bryce nods once, then undoes his belt while holding the phone at an awkward angle.Eventually, he gets his suit pants around his knees, but Vanq chuckles until the atmosphere electrifies. “Everything down…”

Saliva drips from the sides of my lips. It’s too difficult to swallow. Dread nearly consumes me. Where is this heading?

Bryce waits for a moment, then obeys. I can’t help but stare… He’s already rock hard, standing erect, pointing right at me.

“Get closer.”

Every muscle in my body tenses.

Bryce shuffles a step forward while watching Vanq. Hunter won’t look anywhere but at me. My dress and slip slide higher up my thighs until my thong is exposed for everyone. Hunter takes a finger and strokes under my chin so I’ll resume my work, but I’m too concerned about what the masked man will say. Especially when the next word comes out, fierce and lethal.

“Closer.”

As Bryce stands directly next to him, Hunter sighs.

“Hip to hip. And raise that damn camera.Filmit. I want to see her suck you both.”

“What?” I balk, the immediate pushback surprising even me. I don’t want Bryce’s nasty dick in my mouth!

Hunter grips the back of my head to scold me while Bryce glances at Vanq, then at me with red, terrified eyes. “Okay, man. Chill, chill.”

He urges me with a squeeze. “Just suck us both. It’s not a big deal.”

“Hunter…” But even as I object, he shoves himself between my lips, pressing the head of his dick to the back of my throat until I choke. The threat that something worse than sucking off Bryce Hollowayandmy boyfriend makes me acquiesce. Maybe I can get them both off quickly.

A plan forms in my mind…