Crossing the Line (25 page)

Tracy must have been thinking the same thing because she said, “We’re going to need a shitload of therapy after all this.”

“Fuck the therapy, skip right to the pills,” Ivy said.

As they passed the front of the barn the bitches came out from their hiding spots in the shadows. They began following after the quartet at a safe distance. The women had not been in captivity as long as the male dogs, but they had still succumbed to some animalistic behavior. They did not walk upright, but hunched over. And Ivy had yet to hear any of them speak. Also they sniffed at the air every time something moved in the darkness.

Ivy imagined what they would look like should a stranger happen on them. One big fucked up family. Or maybe one of those troglodyte tribes from
The Hills Have Eyes
series. Either way, she was pretty sure they wouldn’t get fucked with by anyone without some serious firepower. The giants alone made their little pack seem ominous, the filthy nudists behind them looked like cannibals and the college girls in the middle were packing heat and seriously pissed off.

“We might just get out of this shit alive,” Tracy said, once again seeming to read her thoughts.

Ivy gave her friend a pat on the shoulder. “If those big guys have anything to say about it we’re going to be just fine.”

36

Anna was forced to sit in a wicker chair in the kitchen. Her wrists and ankles were bound tightly with telephone wire. Her hearing had come back slightly, but everything was still ringing. Sitting across from her was a man that they had identified as Mort. Sitting next to him was a man named Ethan. The other four men; Charles, Leigh, Lonnie and Buck were standing behind Deloris with their arms crossed and grim looks on their faces.

“You are a strong young lady, aren’t you?” Deloris asked. The question seemed rhetorical, but after a moment Anna realized she was supposed to give a reply.

“I wouldn’t have thought so yesterday,” Anna answered honestly.

“People never know how strong they are until they are put to the test,” Deloris said. “And you, my lovely dear, have passed every test you’ve been given. You survived being beaten, raped, and being forced to watch your friends being murdered. You survived because you are strong.”

“I survived because I was lucky,” Anna said.

“Survival isn’t about staying alive, love. It’s about staying alive and keeping a hold on who you are. I know you’ve undergone changes, but they were necessary in order for you to make it this far. I really must admit that I am proud of your strong will.”

“Not to mention you have remained beautiful throughout it all,” Mort grinned. One of his front teeth
was black from a dead root. His lips were chapped as well as his skin from far too much work in the sun. He leaned forward and ran a scarred tongue over his lips. “You are beautiful, girl.”

“Mind your manners, Mort. This is your only warning,” Deloris snapped at him.

“
She is a looker, though,”
Leigh said. “No offense meant, miss. What are you, Irish?”

“No, I am German, Scottish and British,” Anna said.

“Ah, a mix breed. Mutts make the smartest puppies,” Deloris smiled. “They get the good parts of each of their breeds.”

Anna shook her head, not understanding what the woman was talking about. “I’m not a dog,” she said.

“No, you’re not a dog. You’re a bitch, though. You could be a breeder and for the dogs.”

Anna looked from Deloris to each of the men. She didn’t understand what was being said, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to know. She felt the numbness coming over her more and more every second. It was getting worse than it
even was when she killed Greg.

“So you want me to make puppies for you?” she asked. Deloris merely nodded her head. “I’m not a biology expert, but I don’t think it’s possible for dogs to breed with people.”

Deloris smiled and moved her chair closer to Anna. She handed her a photograph in a cheap fake-gold frame. Anna looked down at the picture and was instantly mortified. It was of four little boys tethered to a clothes line by dog tie-outs. The boys couldn’t have been older than ten, but they were the size of full grown men.

“Aaron came up with
the idea and volunteered his four
boys as the test subjects. He used Human Growth Hormones and we got better results than we could imagine. The only problem was that two of the
puppies didn’t make it. Their bodies grew too fast and their brains didn’t develop correctly. We had to put them down. The other two, though, they were proof that we were on to something.”

“Imagine if you not only were able to give birth to healthy babies, but babies that could be twice the size of a normal man. It’s evolution that we’re talking about here. Our dogs are the next step in human evolution.”

“Evolution is a natural process, it’s not mankind’s right to force things along. Nature will run its course when it’s time for us to evolve,” Anna said.

Deloris smiled warmly. “Look at mankind as it stands, dear. We’re all so concerned with appearances and
money that we don’t pay attention to what actually matters. We need to become stronger. We need to think of progressing to the next level
of mankind. My dogs don’t get sick, they don’t feel pain unless it is very intense, and their senses are all enhanced.”

“So you want me to be a mother to your next generation of freaks?” Anna asked. “You’ll have to excuse me but it doesn’t sound like a dream job to me.”

Deloris smirked and shook her head. “It’s amazing to me how such a beautiful, educated woman can be so stupid. We’re not giving you an option. If you were going to die we would have already killed you. I need more breeders.”

“I’d rather bite off my own tongue and choke myself to death on it than to be a part of your fucked up family.”

“We could just cut it out,” Deloris said. “I don’t like to be threatened, you little bitch. I’ve been running this thing for years. I’ve done it well and I’ve made a fortune. I don’t give a shit if you think you’re something special. After tonight you will realize that you are nothing more than a piece of shit. I’ll let each of my boys have a turn with you and when they get done I will have them shit on your face when they’re done.”

“You don’t scare me, bitch,” Anna said. “Jesus Christ could be sitting right next to you nodding His head and agreeing with you and I would still think you’re the most disgusting, evil thing on the face of this planet. Goddamn cunt.”

“You’re hoping to get shot, aren’t you? Well, it’s not going to happen. I don’t have a lot of use in colored people, and besides the way I see it you owe me. You and your fucking friends have caused me a lot of problems.”

“We’ve caused
you
a lot of problems? I paid good money to rent your house and you have the audacity to come and kidnap me? It seems to me that you owe me a fucking refund.”

“Someone needs to shut this bitch up. Mort, why don’t you show our guest how we gag sluts around here?”

A sadistic grin spread across Mort’s face. He walked across the room and punched Anna across the face hard enough that reality swam out of focus. She felt his fingers dig into her cheeks and pry her teeth apart. A moment later flesh pushed past her teeth and rammed into her throat. As the thickness of his manhood pressed against her uvula and then shoved it against the back of her throat. She gagged, bile rising up from her gut.

Mort was relentless. He shoved her head farther down on his manhood.
He kept his fingers between her teeth, ensuring that she could no
t bite down. She began to panic
. She couldn’t breathe.

“That’s enough, Mort,” Deloris said.

“But I ain’t caught my nut yet,” he said. He shoved her head so that the full extent of his cock was inside her mouth. She felt the hair on his testicles tickling at her chin. Tears spilled freely from her eyes. For a moment, just a moment, she thought she was actually going to die choking on dick.

Mort’s erection slipped suddenly from her mouth and she leaned over to retch all over the floor.
When she regained her wits she looked up and saw Leigh dragging Mort over to the table. He slammed Mort against the table and slammed his erection down on the table top. Deloris grabbed the tip of the screaming man’s cock and glared at him.

“You have no right to disobey me, Mort,” Deloris snapped.’

Deloris turned to Lonnie and frowned. “It’s time that we teach your little brother a lesson, Lonnie.”

Lonnie nodded his head and walked across the kitchen. He pulled a meat cleaver from a w
ooden block full of knives. He
calmly walked back to the table and looked his brother directly in the eye. “You really should have listened, bro,” he said.

Anna watched intently as
Mort struggled against Leigh’s tight grasp. The man did not let up on the bear hug. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Lonnie? You can’t cut off your own brother’s dick!”

Lonnie didn’t say anything as he brought the cleaver down. The blade sliced cleanly through the cock and lodged into the tabletop. Leigh shoved Mort away from the table. He fell to the floor at Anna’s feet. Blood pumped out of the stub of his cock. It puddled around him quickly. He screamed shrilly.

“Shut him the fuck up,” Buck said.

Lonnie pulled the cleaver out of the table and walked over to where his brother was rolling around on the floor. He knelt down and struck the man between the eyes with the heavy blade. Blood sprayed up out of Mort’s face. The first blow didn’t kill him, though. He screamed louder than before.

“Someone hold this fucker still!” Lonnie screamed. He looked over his shoulder at the other men and found most of them looked mortified by what was happening. “Don’t be such fucking pussies, someone hold him down!”

When he turned back to Mort the wounded man slugged him directly in the Adam’s apple. He fell back with a gasp. Mort pulled the cleaver out of his forehead and launched himself at his brother. He hacked Lonnie on the shoulder. Even in his wounded
state he managed to do substantial damage to his older brother. The blade cracked the clavicle and bit deep into the meat. It spliced an artery and blood gushed out onto the floor.

All eyes had turned their attention from Anna to the brawl going on between the siblings. She quietly pulled against the bindings keeping her held fast to the wicker chair. She knew even if she got free from the chair she wasn’t going to survive. But she would rather take at least one or two more of the sons of bitches before she died.

As she pulled on the ropes she heard the creaking of the chair. The chair was built terribly, probably homemade. She mustered all of her strength and courage and flipped the chair back. She crashed to the floor and felt the desired effect instantly. The back broke off of the chair
along with the two back legs.

Deloris was the only one that seemed to notice her bold move. All of the men had gathered around the bloody fight happening in the center of the floor. Charles moved in to help Lonnie and slipped on the blood. He fell directly on his back and the wind instantly rushed out of his lungs.

Anna got to her feet and pulled against the ropes as hard as she could. The arms of the chair separated from the seat and she was free enough to be mobile again. Buck finally noticed that she had outsmarted them. He rushed for her at full speed and came to a sudden stop when she shoved one of the arm posts straight through his left eye. He gasped with pain and fell to his knees. Anna swung the other arm and lodged the broken piece deep in the side of his neck. When she pulled it free blood gushed from his spliced carotid artery.

As Buck fell over dead Lonnie suffered a fatal blow from the meat cleaver. Mort managed to hit him directly beneath the chin. The blade went straight from the top of the neck to the bottom.
Mort got to his feet with a cry of outrage and lunged for Deloris. The kitchen filled the loud
boom
of a gunshot. Deloris’s aim had been dead-on. The top of Mort’s head flapped open and skull and brain fragments dotted the floral wall paper behind him.

Anna dove out of the room as quickly as she could. The seat of the chair made it impossible for her to run upright, but she dashed hunched over to the front door of the farm house. Her hands shook as she twisted the knob and stepped out onto the porch, knowing that the surviving men would not be far behind her.

As she stepped out onto the porch a dozen lightning bugs took flight in the front yard. Their beautiful green glow seemed a complete contrast to the ugliness of the night.

The bugs buzzed around a small army of ragged looking men. The barbarians were coated in blood, a few of them even held torn appendages. Standing in the center of the group were Ivy and Tracy. Between her friends were two giants. They were so big that it seemed like they belonged in some kind of fairy tale.

Naked women crawled around on the grass behind the bloody warriors. With the exception of Ivy and Tracy the army looked at Anna with unsure eyes.

“She’s my friend,” Ivy said.

The smaller of the giants stepped forward and said, “You move to safe. Brute finish this.”

“No,” Anna said. She walked down the stairs and over to the big men. “We finish this together.”