Kidnapped, Trained, and Mad as Hell (ePub)

DESCRIPTIONThe Kremlin’s Sveltlana vows to break up a human trafficking ring and find her beloved Boris. She allows herself to be kidnapped, and then is tortured, repeatedly raped and degraded along with 2 dozen other women. If she can only find and save Boris... but where is he in the labyrinth of unspeakable horrors? Can she save herself from the unending cruelty before she gets sold?EXCERPTBound and helpless in the back of the van, my training takes over and I force myself to relax. I focus on the path we take as best I can, using the senses not denied me. The jostling of the undercarriage is rough against my skin. The thin clown costume offers little protection, but I am able to sense every bump in the road. Thus, I can tell when we pull off of smooth pavement and onto a gravel lane.My captors don't talk much. I get the feeling they're nervous. The little bits of fleeting conversation I do catch are all business; “Turn left.” “Don't go that way. There's a police checkpoint.” “Keep it on the double nickel, fellah.”I do catch one of their names, at least. Irish turns out to be named Miles. My ears prick up when I hear them discussing me.“She's a quiet one,” says the Latino.“Some of 'em are. Some of 'em scream their heads off and then you have the good ones, like this lass.”“Lass?” He snorts. “Her license says she's thirty-three. Wouldn't call that a lass.”“Bah, you're talking out your ass, Eduardo.” Funny, he doesn't look like an Eduardo. “She's got a lot of good years on her yet, and let me tell you....”I bite down hard on the towel in my mouth, fists clenched into fists as he laughs lasciviously.“...her poon tang pie is tight as a Jew's pocket and sweet as German chocolate cake! You know, I have a lot of furlough earned up. Might be that I trade it in for this lassie myself.”You, Mr. Miles, have just earned yourself a very painful death. It struck me as a bit ridiculous, trussed up and helpless as I was, to be making vows of vengeance, but doing it still made me feel better.“I wouldn't take one of these broads,” says Eduardo. “No way. They're all...weird and shit, once they get done with the training.”“Weird?” Miles chuckles derisively. “Compliant, you mean. Compliant and very, very horny.”“If you say so, Mr. Miles.”Miles is causing me some concern. It takes a certain type of man to ravish a woman in the middle of a street, one who crosses lines and doesn't even blink. There are many other things, vile things, he is likely capable of.