Logan
Every since Tuesday night when Shana came by to torture me, she's been coming by every night now. It's brutal to have to go through the constant beatings. She even convinced Connor and John to make good use of me and use me as a maid. I now spend most of my time chained in the kitchen cooking food. The only thing good about Shana being here all the time, is that Connor doesn't need me for sex anymore, he has her now.
I sit in the kitchen on Wednesday afternoon and look at the clock. I frown at the time and it reads 2:45pm, Connor and Shana would be back from school any moment now. At 3, I hear the front door slam and loud arguing coming from Connor and Shana. I quiet my breathing and listen.
"You said he wasn't suspicious of me, you fucking lied!" Connor growls.
He? Who are they talking about?
"He probably got suspicious when you were dry fucking me on top of your car this morning. He wouldn't have had a clue if YOU kept your distance at school like we agreed, but no, you can't keep control of your hormones!" I hear a pause and a loud smack echo off the walls. Connor roars.
You're out of control Shana! You're the one who complained about me fucking Logan instead of you and now, when I give you the affection, it's my hormones out of control!?" I concentrate on Shana's response as I hear sniffling.
"You fucking bastard, you just hit me! Don't you EVER put your hands on me again!!" Shana screams. I lift my eyebrows in surprise and Connor screams back at her.
"FINE! You don't want me to put my hands on you? Well, I'm horny right now and you don't want me to touch you, huh?" I hear heavy foot steps coming towards the kitchen and heels clicking after them. Connor rushes in glaring and goes to a kitchen drawer and digs around in it. He talks to me without turning around.
"Get up." I'm frozen with shock and Shana rushes in the kitchen with a red cheek.
Me and Shana look at Connor with wide eyes as he turns around with his zipper down and his manhood out with a condom on. I take a deep shaky breath and pray it's not for me, but I already know it is. Connor walks over to me and speaks harshly.
"I said get the fuck up!" I flinch and look as Shana rushes in front of him placing her hands on his chest.
"Connor, NO! Don't do this to me!" He shoves her out the way and she falls to the floor, crying.
He looks at me, unchains me then reaches out and grabs my arm. I whimper as he slings me around like a rag doll. He yanks me out the chair and bends me over the edge of the table and he talks to Shana through gritted teeth as she in a slump on the floor bawling.
"No, this is basically what your asking for. You don't want me to touch you again, this is what I want from you right now, you're off fucking limits? Alright then. I'll just get it from Logan!" She cries harder as he lifts up the back of my dirty black dress and slams into me violently. I gasp out in in pain and choke on a sob.
For a second I lock eyes with Shana as she watches me with horror on her face. I cry out loudly as Connor slams into me at a brutal pace. The table shakes and moves as the wooden legs screech against the kitchen floor. Connor yells at Shana while continuing his assault inside me.
"DO YOU LIKE SEEING THIS SHANA? IS THIS WHAT YOU WERE AFRAID OF THIS WHOLE TIME? SEEING ME FUCKING LOGAN AND ENJOYING IT!?" He laughs loudly and grunts as he keeps pounding into me, I tear my eyes away from Shana and look down down at the table.
As much as I dislike her, I can't bear to see her watch this. It's embarrassing for me and for her. All that can be heard in the kitchen is Connor slamming into me grunting, Shana crying and me wailing in pain. Connor finally speeds up and shakes violently while climaxing. I scream out and whimper when he finishes.
Shana stands up sniffling, turns away and runs out of the kitchen sobbing. I hear her dash up the stairs and slam a door. Connor lets out a deep breath and pulls out of me. I wince as my private area throbs painfully. He pulls my dress back down, pulls me up and turns me to face him, kissing me hard. My eyelids flutter back in exhaustion as he kiss all over my dirty face. He speaks to me softly.
"You're always a good fuck, Logan. Sometimes I feel it's Shana getting in the way of us." I whimper as he lets me go and walk out of the kitchen and up the stairs looking for Shana
I realize he forgot to chain me and I slowly make my way out of the kitchen. I see the front door and limp towards it. The room spins and tears slip down my face before I fall to the floor seconds away from freedom. I stare at the door and watch it fade into the darkness as I pass out completely.
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Far Away
Mystery / ThrillerI breathed heavily as my feet slammed against the wet concrete. I didn't know how long I'd been running, but I wasn't going to stop until I was far away. Far away from that house, far away from that clock, far away from that room. And far away from...
