Once Betrayed Never Forgotten

Chapter 70: Payback

No… f*cking… way. It can’t be

One by one,

the five boys hovering over me peel off their Scream Killer masks. I recognise every single one of them.

The big guy, Jonah, is the football jock I hooked up with all the way back in Orientation week. Just like every other time, I backed out after we went back to his dorm room and I got a glimpse of his disappointingly normal–sized cock. My unrealistic expectations were probably set too high, thanks to Luka and Aleksandr’s massive throbbing members, but I moved on and proceeded to continue looking for a decent sized dick.

Every single one of these guys was a failed hookup that I’ve had over this first semester, every single one them left with a bruised ego and blue balls after I walked out before sex. I can’t remember the names of most of them, I think the one guy with a black eyebrow piercing is an art student named Dylan – and worst of all, Nate is here. Nate is the guy that I suckerpunched about a week ago, when he tried to stop me leaving his dorm room mid- hookup after I got cold feet. He tried to assault me, and I had no choice but to defend myself. His nose is still slightly swollen – I’m pretty sure I broke it – and his two black eyes have faded from angry purplish black to a hlotchy greenish yellow.

It looks like it still hurts. I open my eyes slightly wider to try to get a better look at his battered face, and I honestly feel a little proud that I did that. I looks so painful.

Good. The guys a prick, and he deserved it.

I can’t help a quick smile at the thought of his suffering, and that is my undning.

“Well, well, look who’s awake, Nate says, prodding me with his boot. “Playing possum to spy on is useless, bitch. Open up your eyes. smiling about? What’s so damn funny?”

Damn! 1

guess they’ve seen through my nose.

“I said…drop the act and open up your damn eyes, Colton says. “Unless you want a kick in the ribs.”

Reluctantly, 1 open up my eyes, and I push myself up into a sitting position with shaky

I turn to Colton again, who is standing slightly back from the others, smirking as he leans against the trunk of a giant redwood.

What are you

“Why are you doing this?” I ask, as calmly as I can. I need to get him talking – and keep him talking – so I can figure a way out of this situation.

Colton rolls his eyes, his handsome face twisting into an expression of disgust. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Seriously Blondie, you still haven’t caught on?” He asks disdainfully, his words dripping with venom. “Fine. I’ll you. Basically, you brought this upon yourself. Think of it as divine justice.”

It

“What

the

hell are you talking about?” I ask,

ask, although in my heart of hearts, I think I might already know where this is heading

“Well, back in New Zealand, I’m actually a mod on a pretty popular Men’s Rights reddit sub,” Colton says, his tanned chest puffing up with pride. “My mates and I hate whoring twats like you. So when I heard that some slutty freshman girl was going around campus basically measuring guys dicks and leaving them humiliated and unsatisfied… well, I thought it might be fun to connect with those guys and work together to put you in your place. We came up with a plan to teach you a lesson, and to help these fine gentlemen get what they deserve. To take what your withheld from them.”

of

Measuring guys dicks? How did they catch on to that? It’s not like I ever whipped out a ruler and actually measured them…. but I guess every one o them must have realised I was disappointed the moment they took off their pants and I left shortly after. I thought I was being subtle, but they must

have known.

“This pathetic

hetic misandrist creature before you… take a good look at her!” Colton says, gesturing in my direction as he begins to rant, pacing back and forth as his voice raises with fury. “This is what feminism has done, boys! Women want so bad to believe they’re oppressed, but these bitches are greedy. Give them an inch, they’ll take a mile! They have all the power, they get to say whatever the hell they want, do whatever the hell they want, and where does that leave us men? We’re the f*cking lowest on the totem pole thanks to them. They want us to be ashamed of what we are, ashamed of our masculinity, weak and…”

I try to let his ranting speech fade into the background, so that I can focus on figuring a way out of here. The five other bays are pretty much ignoring me now, their attention fixed on Colton and his heated anti–women monologue. Most of the guys are nodding in agreement, getting more and more riled up with every new torrent of hot hateful garbage spewing from Colton’s mouth.

I take a quick look all around me. It’s at least ten feet to cross the clearing back into the forest. If I reached the trees, maybe I could lose them in the thick undergrowth, but chances of that are slim – the full moon is illuminating the forest floor like a bright silver torch. And there’s no way I could

Chapter 70–Payback

outrun them – I’m barefoot, plus at least two of the guys are football players, and Colton looks like a born athlete, probably the fastest (and meanest)

one of them all.

No, I have to think of something else. I’m scouring my brain for the answer when Colton’s words pierce through my awareness, drawing my attention back to his speech with an icy terror.

“It’s time, boys,” he says, his hazel eyes glinting wickedly. “It’s up to you how you want to do it. One at a time, taking your turns to f*ck her in an orderly fashion, or you could all just pile up and have at it. She has at least three good holes, and I want you to enjoy all of them tonight. I have only one request. F*ck her as hard as you want, f*ck her to a bloody pulp for all I care, but please try to leave at least something resembling a useable hole for me to f*ck once you’re done. Understand?”

Now everyone’s attention is back on me as they nod in agreement with Colton, and I can see the cruel lust blazing in the eyes of my captors. Each of them has already pitched a tent beneath their black mbes, and one of the guys is already eagerly stroking his erection through the fabric, licking his lips as he imagines every wicked thing he’s going to do to me. Some deep down, f*cked up, self loathing animalistic part of me is stirring, undeniably turned on by thought of getting f*cked by five guys at once, being used as an object. To my shame, I feel a rising heat and a gushing wetness in my panties, and I squeeze my legs tightly together, fighting the sadistic urge.

This isn’t a sexy gang hung, or an orgy. This isn’t consensual, or done out of love or desire. This is rape, a heartless act of pure hatred. I have to find a way to escape this situation, immediately.

“It’s time for you to finish what you started, Arianna,” Colton says, as his friends edge towards me. “You’ll pay each of them what you owe, with your worthless slut cunt. It’ll be better for you if you don’t try to fight back. Just Die back, and try to enjoy it.”

Then he turns his attention to Jonah, the big football player dude.

“You’ve got the knife, right?” He asks. “Want to do the honours?”

Jonah smiles, fishing the gleaming silver hunting knife out of his robes.

He walks towards me, the knife glinting, and my

life flashes before my eyes.

I thought I’d have time to escape… Colton kept on hinting that they’ll kill me after the boys have their fun, but now they seem to be skipping a step. and that moment has arrived early.

The deadly gleaming knife ares through.

the

e air towards me in a silver flash.

I’ve run out of time.

Chapter Comments

Takay

talk about a cliff hanger ahh please update. I’m screaming

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