Don't stand so close to me

Part 12

⚠️ TW: Rape, Violence

"Hey! Look where you're going!" Kurt says annoyed as a man runs into him. "I could say the same to you" the man answers and Kurt frozes. No. It's not who he thinks it is. The boy turns around to look at the man. His former raper.

"Oh boy, you really had a glow up" he says, admiring all the male features that grew as Kurt got older. "Looks at those buttcheeks, they even look good in pants" he says and takes a step closer.

Kurt takes a step back.

"I bet they look even prettier with your pants off" the man says, coming closer again.

Kurt takes another step back, feeling his back touching the wall. He raises his hands, willing to fight the man. He grew older. He can defend himself.

But it takes one fist into his face and Kurt lays on the ground. There's hardly any chance for him to escape now.

The man the man holds Kurts hands behind his back, securing them with his belt. Then he pulls Kurts pants down with a smile. "Let's see if you got better in being a little toy" he says, pulling down his own pants.

Only seconds later Kurt feels the mans cook in himself and screams in pain. His scream fastly gets shushed by the man pulling at his hair and saying "Silent!". Kurt knows it's better to obey so it won't get worse than it is already. Instead he cries silently, hoping that this all is just a bad dream.

But this is real. Kurt knows that. Kurt feels that. Kurt hears that. Everything is real.

Kurt doesn't know how long it is until the man pulls out compleatly again and turns Kurt around. He's not nearly done but Kurt doesn't know that. Now he faces the precious boy who looks at him with fear written in his eyey and face.

"You thought Prison helped me right? Wrong. I actually got to know a few kinks and may have a few favorites now. Let me introduce you to Breathplay, Knifeplay and Bloodplay. Sounds terrifying? Let me tell you: It is" the man says nad Kurts eyes grow wide at the words.

He has no clue about the kinks he just mentioned but they sound for sure very dangerous. This is different than the last time. Worse than the last time. Kurt realizes that the man is serious when he pulls out a pocket knife.

"First" the man starts "how about some breathplay?". Kurt shakes his head terrified but it's no use as seconds later Kurt feels two strong hands covering his mouth and nose, preventing him from breathing.

Kurt struggles against the strong arms , trying to find a way to breath again.

When the man lets go Kurt takes a deep breath, feeling his heart already racing. But after the second deep brearth Kurt got to take he finds the hands back over his mouth and nose, preventing him from breathing once again.

Kurt struggles, even more when he feels the man penetrating him again. His whole body aches and his muffled wimmer is to quiet under the groans of the other man to hear.

Just as Kurt thinks he'll pass out, the hands vanish again, letting Kurt gasping for air. To Kurts relief he also goes out of him again, giving the boy some rest. He still needs him.

This must be it right? He got fucked twice and nearly passed out. Even now he still gasps for air, feeling his heart beat fast and hard against his rips, breathing faster than usual and hears the blood rushing through his veins.

But of course that's not it. There's still something missing and both know what.

"Moving on" the man says, grinning evilly. Kurts eyes widen once again when the man takes the knife that he put away earlier.

On one hand Kurts mind settled to the thought that even if it costs him his life it's for the better. He would be free from the pain. No one can harm him anymore and he wouldn't have to live with the trauma that he barely just got over and now comes back and even worse.

On the other hand there are Blaine, his dad, Carol, Finn and now even his friends, the new directions.

Kurts mind lands back in reality as he feels the cold blade touching his shoulder. But the man doesn't cut him. Instead he just moves the knife a bit without putting pressure on it. But that causes Kurt to flinch and basically cut himself. The boy lets out a whine.

"Oh you dumb little boy!" the man laughs as Kurt quietly starts crying again. The man moves the knife up to Kurts right cheek. "Look at your beautiful face full of tears" the man says and moves the knife harshly, setting a cut across Kurts cheek. Kurt whines again and winces when the salty tears touch the cut, mixing with his blood.

With one more cut on Kurts arm and two more on his thigh the criminal grows braver and sets the knife to Kurts stomach, pointing right in the middle of it. "Hm... cut or stab?" he thinks aloud "Stab would be something new and the knife isn't really long enough to hurt something important in you. I think".

With that it's decided and Kurt feels the pain running through his body. Kurt cries out loud and earns a slap across his face from the left "Silence!".

Then he holds the knife to Kurts chest and adds "or you'll pay for it". "No. Please no" Kurt manages to wimmer but he shouldn't have. "Look at you. Beggin' for me to stop. It really turns me on you know? But I said stay silent!" the man says, cutting Kurt at his chest. It's not a deep cut, more like mediocre, but it still hurts.

Kurt winces again and more when he feels the raper going in again for one more time and starts moving again. But this time finally, in Kurts opinion signalising the end, he comes in Kurt and only then goes out of him.

It's over. Isn't it? For Kurt yes but for the raper no.

"Now how about a nice, deep sleep for a finish?" the man says and once again Kurt feels the two hands blocking his airways. But this time they won't come of that fast. Kurt knows that. He heared what the man said.

Still he struggles against the mans hands and hold, his hands trying to get free of the hold of the belt. He desperatly tries to stay awake with the last bit of oxygen left in his body. But it's no use.

He fights the urge to pass out. He hears his heat punding with incredible power against his rips. He hears the blood rushing through his vains. He feels numb, knowing that the last bit oxygen he has left goes straight to his brain.

But then he reaches the point where he gets too weak to fight the hold of the man. Too weak to struggle. Too weak to fight. Too weak to stay awake. He feels dizzy and his vision becomes blury. Then his eyes closes and everything goes black.

The raper laughs, looking at the passed out boy. For at least one minute longer, he didn't counted he keeps the boy without air, just to make sure he won't wake up that fast again.

Then he lets go of him and stands up again. First he puts on his pants again and then takes his belt from Kurts secured wrist to put it back on again as well.

The criminal takes one last look at the nacked boy and says "It was fun playing with you pet" before he turns around and leaves.