Before we start, I will clarify than the differences between sexual abuse and rape will be determinated by the penal code of my original country, wich says it pass to be sexual abuse agravated by carnal acces (rape) when there is penetration, either by oral, vaginal or anal route, also taking in consideration the insertion of objects or bodyparts by the two last methods.
The luckster opened his eyes. He had vague memories of being hit on the head by his captor with some object. However, he realized that he was in a worse situation than he expected.
His legs were on Junko's shoulders, who got him from his waist, as she rubbed him against her body. He also noticed a burning in his neck, caused by the marks he had received.
-Hey, looks like someone woke up, now you can make this more interesting~.- Abruptly and without letting go, she shifted her hostage's position, laying down on the bed, leaving him sitting on top of her.- Now than you are well placed, ride me.
Naegi stood still. He clearly wasn't going to do it voluntarily, but what other option did he have? It was either that or get hit, both ideas led to terrible results. Surely, if it weren't because his attacker got tired of waiting, who knows how long it would take to decide.
-Listen to me.- She stood up, and leaving her victim underneath her, she began to beat him with one of her hands while with the other she subjected him.- This will be what you will receive if you try to avoid this kind of thing, now, are you going to obey my order and please me?
-I-I'm gonna do it, just let me go!- Before realizing what he had said, he was back in that position, feeling how he was seen in a morbid way.
The brunette began to move, while the mastermind helped him keep up the pace. The situation was disgusting. He felt humiliated, used.
"Why am I giving in?"
After a while, she sat back down, trying to kiss him. He put his hands on her shoulders, trying to get away from her. It didn't take Enoshima much time or strength to have him gasp, as he made unintelligible pleas for her to stop, and let out a couple of tears.
As soon as they separated, the green-eyed boy left the room. With an unpleasant feeling, (although grateful that she didn't followed him), he went to the couch, knowing that the next day he would receive (on the best case) comments about how he had enjoyed that anyway.
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AcakCLARIFICATION: If you are here to consume this story as erotic content, I will ask you to leave, please. This story does not have those intentions, and the fact that someone seeks to consume it for those purposes goes against both the messages that...