Suffer Hard: An Extreme Horror Novella by West Sam

Author:West, Sam [West, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-06-18T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR.

During the hour that Jessie met her demise, Beth was living a nightmare all of her very own.

Her nightmare, however, was of an entirely different kind.

Unlike her boyfriend, who came to on a table in a shed, Beth came round on a bed.

She must’ve drunk a shit load last night because her head was pounding with a hangover from hell and she couldn’t remember anything.

It was pitch black and Beth was deeply disorientated.

A bad, bad feeling gnawed in her guts but she couldn’t place it.

What happened last night, she thought uneasily. And what is that smell?

The bad odour hung all around her, rancid like rotten eggs. Her arms were thrown above her head and she went to bring them into her body but they wouldn’t move.

A horrible vision flashed behind her eyes. The fat, bald man in the blood splattered apron throwing her over his shoulder and pulling down her knickers…

She tried to sit up and realised fully for the first time that her wrists were bound above her head.

This isn’t my bedroom. And this isn’t that dive of a B and B in Cornwall either…

“Hello dear, how did you sleep?”

A voice, in the darkness. Her heart tripped in terror.

As her eyes acclimatised to the dark she could make out a short, wide figure looming over the end of the double bed.

Beth screamed.

“Oh, don’t start screaming, I’d hate to cut out your tongue, you’ll be needing that to service the men folk.”

The figure moved away from the bed and suddenly the room was bathed in brilliant light which stabbed her retinas.

In a split second she took in the room, and her predicament.

It was Margaret, the crazy bitch from the pub in the room with her. The room had been so dark because the window was boarded up with planks of wood.

There was nothing in the small room apart from the bare, double mattress on the wrought iron bedframe on which she was lying on the right hand side. The room was a shithole. The wallpaper was peeling off the walls and the floorboards looked as though they hadn’t seen water and soap for years.

Most alarmingly of all, she was naked, her hands tied with rough rope to the iron headboard. She peered over her breasts at Margaret, who stood at her feet. Beth kept her legs tightly pressed together, at that moment more mortified than she was scared.

The smell seemed to be getting worse, making her want to puke.

“What do you want with me?”

“Your young, fertile body, dear. You’re going to make babies for us. You could say we need a dose of fresh blood brought into the family.”

Tears streamed down Beth’s face, blurring her vision.

This couldn’t be happening.

But it is. You have to calm down.

“Where are the others?”

“You’ll be seeing them all again soon, don’t you worry about that.”

“Let me go, Margaret.”

“No dear. You live with us now.”

Beth’s head flopped back on the mattress. She stared up at the mould ridden ceiling, trying desperately to calm her wildly beating heart.

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