tg.stone of tears-第202节

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　at　the　same　time；　her　own　panic。
　
　Two　men　were　on　the　floor；　one　holding　his　crotch；　the　other　sprawled　out；　blood　gushing　from　his　ruined　face。　His　nose　was　crushed。　There　were　ten　others；　all　trying　to　get　at　her　at　once。　They　threw　each　other　back；　trying　to　force　themselves　on　top　of　her；　the　biggest　working　his　way　in。　Kahlan　couldn’t　get　her　breath。
　
　With　frantic　effort；　the　spark　of　thought　sprang　forth。　She　remembered　asking　Zedd　if　he　could　remove　her　power。　She　had　wanted　to　be　free　of　it　so　she　could　be　with　Richard。　Zedd　had　told　her　that　it　wasn’t　possible　to　rid　a　Confessor　of　her　power；　that　she　was　born　with　the　magic；　and　it　couldn’t　be　separated　from　her　as　long　as　she　was　alive。
　
　How　could　Ranson　have　stripped　her　of　her　power？　Zedd　was　a　wizard　of　the　First　Order；　there　was　no　wizard　with　more　power　than　a　wizard　of　the　First　Order。　Why　wouldn’t　Ranson　have　wanted　to　rape　her　first？　He　said　she　disgusted　him。　But　he　said　he　wanted　to　strip　her　of　her　dignity。　Why　wouldn’t　he　want　to　do　it？
　
　Unless　he　was　afraid。
　
　Afraid　she　would　figure　it　out。　Figure　what　out？
　
　It　came　to　her。　The　Wizard’s　First　Rule。
　
　People　would　believe　anything；　if　they　wanted　to　believe。　Or　if　they　were　afraid　it　was　true。　She　was　afraid　it　was　true　that　he　had　stripped　her　of　her　power。　Maybe　he　had　used　magic　to　give　her　pain　and　mask　her　ability　to　sense　her　own　magic；　to　try　to　trick　her　into　believing　what　she　feared。
　
　As　the　men　groped　at　her；　she　groped　for　her　power。　She　tried　to　find　the　calmness；　the　place　of　her　magic；　but　it　just　wasn’t　there。　All　she　felt　was　emptiness。　Where　she　always　felt　the　swell　of　magic　before；　she　now　felt　only　a　numb；　hollow　void。
　
　She　wanted　to　cry　at　the　feel　of　the　men’s　hands　on　her　legs；　and　between　them；　but　she　couldn’t　allow　herself　to　lose　control；　her　only　chance。　Try　as　she　might；　she　couldn’t　find　the　magic；　couldn’t　call　it　forth。　It　was　simply　gone。　She　desperately　wanted　her　hands　free。
　
　‘Wait！’　she　screamed。
　
　The　men　all　stopped　for　a　moment；　their　faces　pulling　back；　looking　at　her。　She　gasped　to　catch　her　breath。
　
　Talk；　she　ordered　of　herself；　while　you　have　the　chance。　‘You’re　doing　it　all　wrong！’
　
　They　laughed。　‘We　think　we’ll　figure　it　out；’　one　said。
　
　Kahlan　struggled　to　control　her　fear；　and　think。　They　were　going　to　do　what　they　were　going　to　do；　and　she　couldn’t　stop　them。　Fighting　them　in　this　way　was　going　to　acplish　nothing；　except　to　feed　her　panic。　She　had　only　one　chance；　and　that　was　to　use　her　head。　She　had　to　slow　them　down　and　give　herself　time　to　think。
　
　‘If　you　do　it　this　way；　you　will　just　be　denying　yourselves　the　full　satisfaction　of　it。’
　
　They　frowned。　‘What　do　you　mean？’
　
　‘If　you’re　all　fighting　each　other；　and　me；　you　won’t　be　able　to　really　enjoy　me　as　a　woman。　Wouldn’t　it　be　more　enjoyable　if　I　cooperated？’
　
　They　all　looked　at　one　another。　One　to　the　side　spoke　up。　‘She　has　a　point。　The　queen　wasn’t　nearly　so　much　good　after　she　went　numb　on　us。’
　
　‘Queen？’　Kahlan　asked。　‘What　queen？　You　men　are　just　bragging　on　me。　You’ve　had　no　queen。’
　
　‘Queen　Cyrilla；’　a　different　man　said。　‘She　fainted　on　us；　then　went　feebleminded。　Just　lay　there　the　whole　time；　like　a　dead　fish。　But　we　had　her　anyway；　had　a　queen。　Still　。。。’
　
　Kahlan　fought　back　the　scream；　fought　to　keep　the　meaning　of　what　she　had　just　learned　from　making　her　start　kicking　again。　That　would　only　get　her　the　same　as　Cyrilla。
　
　Her　only　chance　was　to　use　her　head。　She　needed　time　to　search　for　her　magic；　and　if　she　somehow　did　find　it；　she　needed　the　men　separated。　Otherwise；　nine　men　would　overpower　that　one。　She　had　to　have　things　organized　first；　in　case　the　magic　worked。　And；　she　needed　the　strongest　to　be　the　one。
　
　For　an　instant；　she　abandoned　her　idea；　fearing　it　wouldn’t　save　her；　and　worse；　fearing　she　wouldn’t　have　the　nerve　to　do　it。　But　then　she　bleakly　realized　that　even　if　it　didn’t　work；　it　didn’t　matter。　They　were　going　to　rape　her　one　way　or　the　other。　Her　only　chance　was　to　try。　She　had　nothing　to　lose。
　
　‘That’s　what　I　mean。　Wouldn’t　you　rather　have　my　cooperation？　I’m　going　to　be　down　here　for　days。　You’ll　each　have　more　than　your　share　of　time　on　me。　Wouldn’t　you　rather　I　helped？　That　way；　you　could　all　have　what　you　want。’　She　thought　she　might　vomit。
　
　‘Keep　talking；’　the　biggest　man　said　in　a　gruff　voice。
　
　Kahlan　stiffened　her　resolve。　‘I’ve　never　。。。　had　a　man　before。’　They　all　hooted　at　their　luck。　She　waited　until　their　leers　came　back　to　her。　She　fought　back　the　urge　to　shriek　at　the　looks　in　those　eyes。　‘Like　I　said；　I’ve　never　had　a　man。　I　know　you　men　are　going　to　have　me；　and　I　can’t　stop　you。　If　it’s　going　to　be　done　anyway；　I’d　rather　。。。　enjoy　it。’
　
　Their　hungry　smiles　widened。　‘Yea？　Well；　what　do　you　think　you’d　enjoy　most；　little　lady？’
　
　‘If　you　did　it　one　at　a　time。　Wouldn’t　that　be　better　for　you；　too？　If　you　weren’t　fighting　each　other；　if　you　waited　your　turn；　then　you　could　concentrate　on　enjoying　everything　a　real　woman　has　to　offer。’
　
　A　couple　of　the　men　grabbed　at　her　legs；　pulling　them　apart。　They　growled　that　they　would　have　what　they　wanted　their　own　way。　The　biggest；　the　one　with　the　gruff　voice；　hauled　them　back；　throwing　one　against　the　wall。　His　head　banged　with　a　loud　thunk。
　
　‘Let　her　talk！　She　makes　sense！’　He　turned　his　vicious　eyes　on　her。　‘Let’s　hear　your　offer。’
　
　Kahlan　tried　to　slow　her　voice　down；　and　sound　like　she　might　be　intrigued　by　the　idea。　She　tried　to　sound　self…confident　as　she　shrugged。
　
　‘If　you　do　it　my　way；　I’ll　give　you　whatever　you　want。　I’ll　make　sure　you　enjoy　whatever　you　like。’
　
　Some　of　the　men　chuckled。　The　big　man’s　eyes　showed　his　suspicion。　‘Why？　And　how　do　we　know　you　mean　it？’
　
　‘Because　I’ll　be　able　to　enjoy　it；　too；　that　way。’　Kahlan　swallowed　back　her　fear。　‘Untie　my　hands；　and　I’ll　show　you　I　mean　it。’
　
　She　leaned　forward　as　he　untied　her　hands；　another　man　taking　the　opportunity　to　fondle　her　breasts。　She　remained　still。　At　last；　her　hands　were　untied。　She　rubbed　her　aching　wrists　and　then　smiled　at　the　big　man　as　she　ran　her　fingers　down　his　cheek。
　
　He　slapped　her　hand　away。　‘You’re　running　out　of　time。　You　better　show　us　you　mean　what　you　say。’
　
　Kahlan　steeled　herself　as　she　leaned　back　against　the　wall。　She　pulled　her　dress　up　above　her　waist；　drew　her　knees　up；　and　spread　her　legs。　She　looked　to　the　big　man。　Touch　me。’
　
　Three　of　the　other　men　reached　for　her。　She　slapped　their　hands　away。　‘I　said　one　at　a　time！’　She　looked　the　big　man　in　the　eyes；　when　they　came　up。　He　towered　over　the　other　men。　‘What’s　your　name？’
　
　‘Tyler。’
　
　‘One　at　a　time。　You　first；　Tyler。　Touch　me。’
　
　The　stone　walls　echoed　with　the　sound　of　heavy　breathing。　The　big　man　reached　out　and　stroked　her。　It　took　all　her　strength　to　keep　her　knees　apart。　She　forced　herself　to　breathe。　She　prayed　he　couldn’t　see　her　shaking。
　
　A　grin　spread　on　his　hulking　face　as　his　husky　hand　groped　her。　She　coyly　pushed　his　hand　away　and　put　her　knees　together。
　
　‘See？　Isn’t　that　better　than　some　delicate　woman　who　faints　at　the　first　touch　and　lies　on　the　floor　like　a　dead　fish？’
　
　The　other　men　agreed　that　it　surely　was。　Tyler　gave　her　a　suspicious　look。
　
　‘You　look　like　one　of　them　Confessors。’
　
　Kahlan　sputtered　a　laugh。　‘Confessor！’　She　pulled　out　a　short　strand　of　hair。　The　feel　of　how　short　it　was　almost　made　her　cry　out　in　anguish。　‘Does　this　look　like　I’m　a　Confessor？’
　
　‘No　。。。　but　that　dress　。。。’
　
　‘Well；’　Kahlan　said；　‘she　wasn’t　wearing　it；　so　I　borrowed　it。’
　
　‘Last　I　heard；　they　don’t　behead　people　for　stealing　a　dress。　What　did　you　do　to　get　yourself　thrown　in　with　us？’
　
　She　held　her　chin　up。　‘I　didn’t　do　anything。　I’m　innocent。’
　
　The　men　laughed。　They　said　that　they；　too；　were　innocent。　Tyler　wasn’t　laughing　with　them。　He　had　a　dangerous　look　in　his　eyes。　She　knew　she　had　to　do　something；　and　quick。
　
　With　her　heart　thumping　so　hard　she　thought　it　might　e　right　out　of　her　chest；　she　took　Tyler’s　hand　in　both　of　hers；　and　put　it　back　up　between　her　legs；　pressing　her　thighs　to　it。
　
　Tyler’s　leering　grin　swept　the　caution　from　his　face。　‘So　what　is　it　you　want　us　to　do？’　he　asked。
　
　‘I’ll　make　myself　available　here；　and　the　rest　of　you　all　go　over　there；　while　I’m　with　each　man　in　turn。　That　way　I’ll　feel　safe　enough　to　enjoy　it；　and　at　ease　enough　to　make　sure　you　do；　too。’　She　looked　back　to　the　big　man　and　licked　her　lips　as　she　smiled。　‘And　I　have　one　other　condition。　I　want　you　first。　I’ve　always　wanted　a　really　big　man。’
　
　She　shivered　at　the　look　in　his　eyes。　She　told　herself　that　she　was　the　Mother　Confessor；　she　had　to　keep　her　head。　She　licked　her　lips　again　as　she　wiggled　herself　against　his　hand。
　
　Tyler　burst　into　laughter。　The　others　all　chuckled　nervously　with　him。　‘You　lofty　ladies　all　act　better　than　everyone　else；　but　when　it　es　to　it；　you’re　just　a　whore；　like　all　the　rest。’