A Soft spot for an Angel

Chapter 9 Kiara

Mike lifted me over his shoulder, I kicked and screamed, even swore for him to let me go. He followed Diaz onto his boat, then placed me on the chair oddly placed in the middle. My hands were now tied behind my back, I struggled to get free. Mike leaned forward, removing a loose strand of hair off my face. "Beautiful. Simply beautiful. I can't wait to have some fun with you"

I spat in his face. "You'll have to wait a lifetime. There's no way in hell you're gonna touch me"

He wiped the spit off his face, then slapped me hard across my face. "Stupid bitch. You really think you can stop me. I always get what I want. And what I want is you naked before me, your legs wide open and your pussy bare. I will fuck you like there's no tomorrow. You won't have a say"

"Are you sure you wanna start with me? Your buddy might be jealous," I remarked.

He picked me up again, dropping me next to the railing then he untied my hands and lifted me above his head a few feet above water. "Now you've done it. Your life could end right here once you're dropped into the water. Are you gonna co operate or will you take a swim?"

"Mike, let her go," Diaz instructed. "She's your toy. You wouldn't want to lose her before you have some fun"

He set me on my feet, holding me close to his chest. I felt his hands roam my breasts. 'She's a little...small. Not usually the size I go for, but I guess they'll do. Can I have my fun yet, boss?"

"Sure," Diaz agreed. "Break her in. Make Dax come out to play, incase he's still alive. He'll come running once he sees his girl is in trouble '

'Leave Dax out of this!' I shouted trying to break free of Mike's grasp. 'I won't let you hurt him again!"

Diaz sauntered forward, he placed his index finger under my chin. "Then I guess I'll have to hurt you, just like we were going to hurt him. We won't be returning you to Braxton. At least not yet." His eyes now met Mike's. "Go downstairs for some....time alone with Kiara. Make sure she understands who's the boss around here"

Mike lifted me into his arms, bringing me downstairs. He threw me hard against the far wall, I hit my head becoming nearly unconscious. He bent down to my level, grasping my wrist tightly as I winced in pain. "This is only the beginning, Kiara. Do you enjoy pain as much as I do?"

"You have no idea," I sarcastically answered.

He quietly laughed. "Sarcasm doenst work for you. Shut that pretty mouth of yours and let me do what I do best"

He lifted me for a second time, then tossed me continuously into the far wall until I was black and blue, fighting for a single breath. His right hand formed into a fist, grasping the ends of my hair nearly ripping them from the roots just so i met his eyes again. "Had enough yet, beautiful?"

I struggled to catch my breath to speak. I coughed a couple times then cleared my throat to try again. "Not yet. Do your worst"

I could no longer see out of my left eye or move any part of my body without wincing in pain. Mike stood before me, laughing at the sight of me. He got off on this shit, which proved how crazy he actually was. He set me against a closer wall, my head hung down avoiding any eye contact unintentionally. I no longer had the strength to hold my head up. Then he stripped out of his dark jeans and boxers, letting them fall to the floor. He grasped his dick, slipping the tip deep into my mouth. I tried to resist, but he forced himself in deeper. "Take my dick like a good, slurry girl. You will swallow my cum and like it. Then I'm gonna fuck your pussy"

I did my best to resist the rough feel of his dick that was now down my throat causing me to choke. He planted his palm on the wall for support, as he softly grumbled. "Yes, Kiara, take me deeper. I'm...I'm so close. Just a little more." He forced himself even deeper so I was breathing through my nose to breathe. "Ah, yes!' He said as i felt his salty cum travel down my throat. "Your mouth is absolutely amazing! God fucking damn!"

I released his dick from my mouth, choking on the leftover cum. He stayed as he was, then told me to strip out of my clothes. "I...I can't move,' I told him.

"I wasn't asking." He forced me to my feet, catching me each time I collapsed. "Get out of those jeans right now"

"No," I said quietly secretly hoping he wouldn't hear me.

"I'm sorry, what'd you say?" He asked noticing me bite my lower lip. "Repeat yourself, Kiara." I kept quiet even as he stated deep into my eyes. "I won't ask again. Repeat yourself"

"No! No! No! I will not strip off my clothes or any part of my clothing!" I shouted in aggravation and with what I was hoping wasn't my last breath.

"Kiara, you will do as I ask. Even if I have to force you." He picked me up, then tore off my jeans ripping the button off of them. My laced panties dropped to the floor and stopped at my ankles. His index finger separated my legs just slightly, so he could roughly rub my clit. I jerked on fear with what little strength I had, as fear washed over me. The roughness of his touch sent chills throughout my weak body. Never in the amount of times I had sex with Dax had I experienced anything like this. I was uncomfortable. But I wasn't strong enough to fight him off. "You like this, little slut? I'm gonna make you cum"

Out of fear, my body reacted to his touch. My clit had become wet by the second. The tendrils of heat grew in my lower belly to the point of unwanted ecstasy. I felt my wetness roll down my leg, then onto his fingertips herl brought to his lips. "Are....are you satisfied? You got me to cum"

"Yes, Kiara, I am. I think it's time we head upstairs. But tonight is the first of many." He lifted me up off the floor, leaving me partially naked as he brought me back to his boss Diaz who drank beer by the railing. "Weve had our fun. I think I wore her out"

Diaz glanced over at me with a partial smile. "Mike, I told you to have your fun not to kill her"

"Maybe I got carried away. She enjoyed herself"

I didn't bother covering myself, I noticed Diaz grin at the sight of my bare and bruised pussy. "Her pussy is amazing. God, how I'd love to get my dick inside of her"

"Here you go, boss," Mike handed me over to Diaz who now held me in his arms. "Have a go. She's all warmed up"

"Kiara needs rest," Diaz told him. "We can all have more fun tomorrow. And this time, I'll be first "

He brought me into the bedroom just down the hall, setting my tired body on the soft red comforter. My head rested against the fluffy pillow, thinking all of this was a dream. Or maybe more like a nightmare like the many I usually faced. Diaz sat on the edge of the bed, playing with a single loose thread. "Diaz, will you please, please let me go?" I begged.

"Oh, Kiara, we've been over this already, so don't make me repeat myself." He slid over a little closer, placing his hand ontop of mine. I tried to pull away, but didn't have enough strength. I was tired as it is. "All i want is Dax and you're the Bair we're going to use to get him. But once we're done with you, I'm afraid you'll have to remain here. You know, to clear your mother's debt. She owes us 12 grand and apparently, you owe her money as well. So it seems we're in a....sticky situation "

I leaned forward, feeling a single tear roll down my cheek. "Like i told you, I don't owe my mom any money. She's lying to you, exactly like she lies to everyone '

'Whatever the truth is, I will find out. In the mean time, you're here with us. Might as well get comfortable"

I shifted on the mattress, wincing at the pain coming from between my legs and rested my head back into the pillow. Instead of fighting to keep my eyes open, I closed them attempting to sleep. How did I end up in this situation? I was just a girl who suffered from nightmares and abuse from my mother. And now, I was lying in a bed on a boat, still being abused and having nightmares but caught in what Diaz called a 'sticky situation." I just hoped my family would find me in time before it was too late.