Nothing Left Of Yesterday

Bjorn was pleased with her obedience. She was lovely. Long limbs, a fall of pretty blonde hair and what appeared to be rather nice tits under her top. “That’s a good girl.” Bjorn praised lightly. “Now my brothers are going to take care of your car here, while you and me, we are going back to our cabin to get you all warmed up. Can’t have you freezing to death out here now can we?” The tone was almost friendly, almost calming, but the threat was implied. There was nowhere for her to go and running would lead to her inevitable capture or death, one or the other, and they actually cared far less about what option she chose that they ought to. 

“So let’s walk over to my truck, nice and slow and you’re going to get into the passenger side. Don’t worry about them. They’ll join us real soon. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?”

Before the woman could reply, his brother looked up from where he had been rooting through the woman’s purse, “Her name’s Lily. Lily Brooks.” He picked up her phone and dropped it on the ground before crushing it under his boot. “Too bad her phone got broken though. Real shame. Oh well, no cell service out here anyway. Tsk…real…deadzone.” 

Bjorn flashed a grin at his brother and then looked back at the woman, now identified as Lily. “Nice to meet you, Lily. Now let’s get you home and all warmed up, hmmm?”

While he body screamed to run, there was only darkness and danger with these men, her mind recognized that there was no where to run too. Chewing her lip as she stepped out of the car she tried to cover herself with her arms as best as she could. Lily turned to glance at the other two men and her car, God only knew what taking care of it meant. Giving a shake of her head she didn't want to freeze and clearly understood that she would indeed die out here if she ran. While he spoke gently, almost friendly Lily could see the darkness between the lines of his words.

With no choice she nodded and slowly moved towards the truck, once again glancing at the other two men. The idea of being alone with the three of them filled her with fear, though she had an idea of what was coming could she really know? Hearing her name she felt herself pale, of course they went through her things. Biting back the panicked gasp at her phone being crushed, it was as if the last of her hope broke with it. Not sure she wanted to know what warming her up meant she brushed some hair back from her face. 

Sighing she took in a shaky breath and put her hand on the handle for the truck, still temped to run, trying to gauge how far she could get the thoughts fell away as a cold breeze came upon them. On top of them the man speaking was taller than her and he'd quickly be able to grab her. Opening the door she bit back fear and tears, she vowed to give them neither, forcing her face to be impassive.