Savages

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Lado pulls up outside the house and gets out.

Esteban opens the door.

The mierdita looks like he’s been crying.

Lado moves past him into the room where they keep the little blonde puta. She sees his face and knows. Knows and starts to run but he cuffs her across the face, grabs her by the wrist, and pulls her into the other room. Shoves her little ass down into the chair, takes off his belt, and straps her hands behind it.

She’s kicking her feet and screaming.

Lado yells, “Help me, pendejo. Hold her fucking legs.”

Esteban keeps crying but he does what he’s told. He grabs her by the feet and holds on while Lado gets the duct tape and forces it onto her mouth. Then he squats down and wraps a length around her ankles and the chair legs.

“Don’t worry, chucha,” he says. “Your legs will be wide open later. You can count on that.”

He goes to straighten up and Esteban has a gun out, pointed at him.