Vern's voice broke thru the dark.<br/><br/>"Your turn little bitch."<br/><br/>His boot steps stopping close to both of the hooded girls. Hinges on the door squeaked. The door slammed shut like an explosion.<br/><br/>"Yah remember your grand entrance?" Vern said.<br/><br/>The door latch cried out before Evie could speak. A few seconds ticked by before another explosion.<br/><br/>"Did that jar you?"<br/><br/>Then again. Like the door was being hammer off it's hinges.<br/><br/>"How do yah think that door felt?"<br/><br/>Another hard explosion. The broken scream cut off short. Something heavy hit the floor hard. Slapping on flesh. Hard and fast. Muffled screams.<br/><br/>"Yah like that???"<br/><br/>The crack in the air. Maybe leather. Maybe something else. Twine. Or the tip of a wet towel snapping flesh. More muffled shrieks. Several more snaps. Solidly connecting on flesh. That tearing paper sound.<br/><br/>"Yeah bitch, I can't wait to fuck you!!"<br/><br/>Something dragging across the floor. Bumping up against things. Maybe a couple of desks. Maybe chairs or wall or something. The rattle of chain. Heavy chain like a brick dragging on the floor. Then silence.<br/><br/>The voice foreign. Middle eastern, "Who wants to be next?"<br/><br/>