Gina awoke to a repeat of her earlier journey, lying in the back of a darkened van, bumping along a rough track. As she regained consciousness she became aware of the incredible pain in different parts of her body. She had a terrific headache, mostly above her eyes. Her body felt sharp prickling pains in all sorts of places, and she vaguely remembered the strikes of the horse whip which Sammy had swung so viciously. But there were other pains, and she tried to move her hands to investigate. But she quickly discovered that her hands were tied – to her ankles behind her back. She tried to shout, but then realized that she was gagged too. Still the van bumped along.
“Hey! Sammy, what was it you said this guy wanted the girl for?” Tito questioned.
“Some sort of servant-girl, but damned if I care. She’s been fully repaid for what she did to me and my Pop, so good riddance!”
Tito shrugged and concentrated on driving. At that point the van reached a graded road, and he swung south and sped up. Soon they would be crossing the state line, and their destination.
Gina felt the van swing onto the highway, the lurch causing the heavy steel rings in her cunt lips to bang together. She felt the movement and was horrified, desperate to discover what had been done to her. At the same time she became aware of some other things which moved with her nipples, but were not familiar. Her brain raced in the darkness as the van continued to thrum along the hardtop.
“There’s the place!” exclaimed JR, pointing to a truck stop sign.
Tito pulled up the off ramp, and they all started looking for a particular panel van.
Sammy spotted it, parked up in a gloomy corner of the otherwise brightly lit parking lot.
“Pull up so that our back doors are opposite.” He ordered Tito.
The van slowed, Gina heard the maneuvering, felt the final stop. She started to tremble. The back doors opened. Light flooded in to reveal Gina’s filthy body trussed up on an old mattress. She saw Sammy, JR and Tito leering at her.
“Hey! Gina! How’s the trip – bitch!” exclaimed Sammy, and he spat at her, his spittle landing on her cheek.
Now another person came into Gina’s view, a huge black man who handed Sammy an envelope. He stripped it open and rifled through a wad of banknotes.
“OK, whore,” he said to Gina. “You’ve been sold, just like the cow you really are. This here’s Jonah, he’s gonna take you to you new ‘home’. Don’t expect any chit-chat – he’s mute. But don’t expect any favors either. He’s the delivery man. See ya!”
With this Sammy and the other two headed off towards the diner leaving Jonah towering over Gina’s form.
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