"Why have you brought me here? Who are you?"

He laughed softly, rubbing his nose and kicking the door shut behind him. Tina heard the latch drop, and wanted to scream.

"I always hang out at that bar," the man said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. Tina felt nervous, seeing the unholy gleam grow in his eyes. "I look for types, you know types like you. Ain't many around. Too used, you know? Then I saw you and your little friend pop in. And I thought, there's a pair who can work out real fine."

"Work out? What are you talking about?"

"That's my business. As for my name, you can call me Bart. That's what everybody else calls me around here. Now, I'm not gonna hurt you too bad, at first."

Tina shivered, feeling naked and vulnerable as she backed up against the wall. He was there, filling up the room, standing there with his legs spread apart. She thought she could smell his groin. What was he going to do, shoot her? Knife her? Dismember her?

Tina felt real fear no, the skin between her cunthole and shitter creasing and crawling with terror. He stepped closer to her, his fingers clenching and unclenching while his forehead wrinkled. He hadn't shaved for some time, the stubble around his cheeks emphasizing the mustache and beard covering the lower half of his face. He was a big man, big enough to crush her, she thought. Tina could tell he liked doing this to people, probably especially to women.

"Oh!"

And then he put a heavy hand on her shoulder, pushing her back. She staggered to one side, her legs tangling up and making her fall on her ass. She scooted back, drawing her torn dress over her knees while keeping a careful eye on him. She wanted to ask if he had taken Kathy prisoner as well, but the words froze in her throat.

"Sit up!"

When she refused, he grabbed her hair, filling his palm with the blonde strands. He jerked her face close to him, smashing her lips against his boots and cracking them. Tina let out a little cry, tasting her own blood as it washed over her tongue. He was holding her captive there, bringing her face up until Tina felt her lips pressing against something very hot and hard. In a flash she realized what she was touching with her mouth. It was his prick.