Logan
(Caution: Vulgar Description)
He walked quietly over to the chair and sits in it. He looked up at me, raised his hand and motioned for me to come. I look away from him, cringing to the wall. I hear him stand and hear the rattle of some metal. I slowly look at him and he work his belt buckle undone and slowly slide them out of the loops. I gasp wide eyed at him and he motions for me to come again. I didn't want to be hit with it, so I slowly walk towards him, the heels given to me scraping across the floor. I guess I wasn't moving fast enough, cause he reached out grasping my arm and yanks me into his chest. He trails his hand down my face to my breasts, leaned in and press his lips to my forehead. He sighs and stare at me.
"Hello Logan, it's now 10:03pm. You've wasted three minutes of our time together already, you silly beautiful girl. I have to be at school tomorrow. So, we'll make tonight quick?" I stare at him with fearful eyes and he strokes my face attempting to calm me down.
"Don't be scared, gorgeous. We both have wanted this time together for quite sometime now, I'm just making the first move. Now, no resisting Logan, or you will be punished." He smiles at me unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, I registered what was happening and I gasp and pleaded quickly.
"No, no, no. Please, don't do this. I never led you on, I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. Please." He drops his pants down to his ankles and cocks an eyebrow at me.
"Logan, Logan, Logan. It's okay to be nervous, everyone's first time isn't always perfect and I know ours together won't be." He had the nerve to smile sweetly at me as I let hot tears stream down my face. He touched the strap of my dress and I step back, his attitude and demeanor changed in a matter of seconds. His eyes ice over as he tightened his jaw.
"Dammit Logan, I don't want to hurt you tonight, just be a good girl and give me what I want!" I cry silently and shake my head.
"No, I don't want you." He growls and slaps me hard across the face. I stumble and fall back onto the mattress clutching my burning face. I hear a wrapper being torn and I cautiously glance at him, I whimper as he roll a condom onto his exposed manhood. I tried sitting up, but he throws his body on top of mines and I panicked.
"STOP! NO!" I thrashed around, but couldn't go nowhere, thanks to the cuff connecting my left ankle to the floor. He grunts while I flailed around, I suddenly stopped when I felt a sharp pinch in the side of my neck. I go to feel what it was, but he grabs both of my hands in one of his and pinned them to my side. He chuckles and breathe deeply into my neck.
"I told you I didn't want to hurt you tonight, but you're so damn stubborn. So now, you can sit back and relax." He really laughs now and it made me feel sick, I couldn't move my arms and legs, but I could feel him lifting up my dress and pulling down my panties. I cry harder, stuttering through tears.
"You won't get away with this. Someone will find me. YOU'RE A DISGUSTING FUCKING BASTARD!" He stops laughing and smack me again. I yelp and he shouts loudly.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, LOGAN! SHUT UP! I wish that drug I slipped you numbed your mouth too!" I scream bloody murder as he force his manhood painfully inside me.
It felt alien to me, like it didn't belong. I continued to cry as he grunt and repeatedly slammed himself in and out of me. I cry out louder in pain and in sadness, as the conversation my parents had with me about sex flooded my thoughts and blocked out his grunts and my screams as he continues to rape me.
~•~
Beginning Of This Year...
"Oh god, not this conversation!" I screech while my parents cornered me in my room. My mom speaks softly.
"Logan, what kind of parents would we be if we didn't have THAT conversation?" I stare at them wide eyed and throw my hands up.
"The best in the world! Please don't!" My dad chuckles and sits on my mini couch next to my mom.
"Okay, we'll keep it short and simple. We just want you to know that there are two different types of sex. Fucking and love making-" My jaw drops at his choice of words and my mom gives him a look.
"We don't want you to NEVER 'fuck' a guy, because fucking is pointless and meaningless an-" My mom quickly cuts my dad off.
"AND, love making is full of love, emotions and pleasure. Just remember to protect yourself and also remember that love making sex is the type of sex that should be a moment where it feels right and you and the person cherish each other and are connected physically, mentally and emotionally. Always make sure you love that person and they love you." I smiled at my mom for taking over the speech and they stand up, kissed my forehead and left my room. After they closed my door, I hear my mom whisper shout at my dad.
"Fucking? Really Vince!?" I fall backwards on my bed giggling, but knowing that I definitely want the love making experience for sure.
~•~
I cry a little quieter as the blonde guy, sped up thrusting inside of me at a painful speed. He grunts really loud one last time and stilled inside me, shaking and suddenly putting his full weight on me. I lay there sniffling and stare at the ceiling over him. He sighs really loud, pushing himself up and taking his manhood out of me, that was now throbbing painfully. He kisses my forehead, stand up, pull up his jeans and left locking the door behind him. I pull down the dress and turn on my side. I glance at the grandfather clock by the door, 11:15pm. I hugged my knees to my chest and rock myself, crying silently.
The love making option was definitely out of the picture now.
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