The bikers return

Dylan was just getting her bearings together as she was getting out of the garbage bin. She new she needed to keep going yet she would soon realize her night was gonna get worse.

Aa she was getting ready to keep going, ‘Tammy’ and her biker chicks returned which looked like rope and handcuffs. They started circling her as if vultures were circling prey. Dylan would prepare herself in a fighting pose ready to fight them off. That is until one of them from behind swings a wip at her ankles and pulled as she was driving behind her. She would land on her stomach first getting the wind knocked out of her which temporarily got her stunned. That’s when the large biker woman got off their bikes and started to manhandle her.

The largest of them, Tammy’s sister would look down upon her and declare “you think it was gonna be that easy huh you tiny bitch?!” She exclaimed. “We’re all part of an all lesbian biker woman’s club, and we have ways of dealing with pip-squeaks like you who try and come at us! Gag girls because this little bitch is gonna have a party with us at the bar!” Before Dylan tried to speak they gagged her by her mouth and each one picked her up by each leg and and each arm caring her.

“Girls! Put her on my bike, I’m gonna give her the ‘front rider’ experience, she said. Dylan’s mind was racing as she knew she needed to get the safe house but was now taking her in a different direction. She kept on trying to speak through her gag but all there was muffled noises. She was now worried what they were gonna do to her. Her eyes grew wider as they got to larger girls bike and fasten her in a particular position.