Nena hesitated, her stomach lurching violently."NOW DAMMIT!" Mark commanded.Afraid to cause a scene, Nena ever so slowly reached up and grasped a nipp...e in each hand between her thumb and index finger, slightly pinching them. She bit the inside of her lip, trying desperately not to scream. Petrified of what they were going to do to her.She waited for what seemed hours, but was only a few seconds.John, Scott and Doug moved in a bit closer."Now," Mark said in a more gentle voice, "What I'm going. Seither hat sie sich jedes Jahr das schönste von Bens wilden Pferden geholt. Bis auf den Zwischenfall vor einem Jahr war immer alles glatt gegangen. Ein Surren reißt sie aus ihren Gedanken und das Lasso, welches sich um ihren Leib gewickelt hat, vom Pferd. Lachend wird sie von Bens Männern umringt, als sie sich aufrappelt. Ben ist auch dabei. Er geht auf sie zu, nimmt ihr die Waffen ab und sagt kühl: „Ich könnte dich auf der Stelle hängen lassen. Aber du weißt ich halte immer Wort. Ich lasse. Willow did not know what to do. She watched as Page remained like that for some minutes. The whole scene had been shocking. Watching Page dragged up and down the wall, screaming at times, had been horrible. But what now?After a several minutes, Page sat back on her heals and looked Willow in the eye. Willow could see that Page had been sobbing, tears still running down her face. She could also see Page's breasts, normally flawless and beautiful, were now red and angry from the abuse. Vertical. Not much, but a handful.Things had been getting a bit heated between us. Side eye glances, steamy playlists and hands grazing thighs while changing gears. Some teasing here and there and flirting that we play off as banter. Tonight might be different. Every time I receive a text from him, warmth spreads through me. My heart beats and my breathing gets heavy. Who knows what can happen while driving in the dark?Two beeps of a horn wake me up. I grab my keys, say bye to my house mates and get into.