The Stepbrother

Chapter 16

"Wake Up!" A voice abruptly woke me, along with a kick to the stomach. I groaned out in pain.

"Here! Eat!" Blake yelled again. My stomach grumbled at the sight of two slices of toast and water. I've been stuck in this hell hole for over a week now. I'm constantly being tortured by both pain and, unfortunately, pleasure. It's been two days since he fed me last, so I greedily bit pieces of the toast off.

"Pathetic," Blake mumbled, making me feel exactly that way.

"Hurry up! I need you to have enough energy for today," he said, and I speedily ate the two slices of toast and then downed the cup of water, not wanting to get punished.

"Hmp. Get up," he yelled. I stood up hastily, dropping the blanket that covered my naked body.

The last time I tried to cover up, I ended up with a bloody nose.

"Good boy," he smirked while admiring my body. I blushed at his stares, knowing he was happy about all the scars and bruises on my body.

"Get on your knees bitch" he growled; I quickly got down on my knees and stared up at him with wide eyes. He pulled out his already awaiting cock and slapped it against my face.

"Suck!" he growled. I obeyed and wrapped my lips around him, taking as much of him as possible. He moaned out and grabbed the back of my head, and pounded into my mouth forcefully. He moaned above me as he face fucked my mouth. I spurted as it came down my throat.

"Yeah, that's right," he said, smiling while I choked on it. "Good little bitch. Who's a good little bitch?" he taunted.

"I am," I whispered as told, or I'd be punished.

"I can't hear you," he shouted, grabbing my hair roughly.

"I'm a good little bitch!" I cried out.

"I know," he said, laughing, leaving me in my shame. I was left with what was left of my dignity. I was...broken.

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I awoke abruptly when I heard noises in the room. I didn't remember falling asleep since I was always surrounded by darkness at night. I whimpered as a figure emerged from the corner.

"Relax, it's just me," The voice said; I recognized it as Blaine.

"O-oh," I whispered, not looking at him.

"Look, I'm here to tell you that I'm sorry. I never meant for things to be this way. I never had intentions on hurting you when I first met you, but then Blake said he wanted to make you feel the way he felt. So he planned to just take you away for a day but it was never like this. He's gone too far."

I didn't respond, to which he sighed.

"I truly am sorry, Tay. I was upset at how hurt Blake was, and I was wrong because you told me everything. I knew why you couldn't see him, and I still help do this to you. Please forgive me," he pleaded.

"I f-forgive you but I don't think I could forgive Blake. He's hurt me so badly," I whimpered.

"I know, and I will try my hardest to put an end to this." he said, then hugged me. I hugged him back...finally beginning to regain some hope.