Katie struggled against her bonds, ignoring the pain in her wrists. She'd had worse and while it was uncomfortable, she'd yet to encounter any pain that had compared to what her body had gone through for six months. "I don't know," Katie said, looking around, trying to see anything. The moment the door opened, Katie looked up, trying to focus on the figure coming in. He was big and brawny and his voice was slightly terrifying. There was no repentance no emotion. Cold and unfeeling and that terrified her more than anything. "Stop!" she said, watching him move to hit Ginny. The loud slap startled her and her eyes widened. Katie wasn't very good at being submissive and when his steely gaze turned to her, her chin jutted out and a loud, resounding smack was her answer.
"You two need to listen and listen carefully," he growled, leaning in, face inches from Katie's. "What we're doing is for the greater good and when we want you to know, you'll know." He leaned forward, brushing his fat lips over Katie's. She turned her head, repulsed, tasting her own blood. The man snorted and smacked her again. "Two very pretty ladies. This is going to be a very lovely time."
He looked back at Ginny and to the unconscious man. Katie's eyes followed his gaze, willing Oliver to be okay. However, the man's voice had her looking back at him. "When we're ready for you. You'll know. Lucky for us we picked two very pretty women."