The Stepbrother

Chapter 17

Hope...I was beginning to lose it again...As Blake slammed into me repeatedly. I cried out for him to stop every time that he did it, but I only got slapped in the face...each time.

I began to wonder...Was anyone looking for me? Did anyone even care that I was missing? Like my mom? My stepdad? Jake? I couldn't help but feel so worthless and pathetic as his cum filled my body. He grunted above me and collapsed on top of my stomach each time. Never even removing himself from within me, breathing hard into my neck while I cried silently to myself.

"Aww. Don't cry, Taylor," he said, lifting himself and looking down at me. "It will get better being here with me. I know you're upset that people no longer cares for you. But I care, Taylor. Can't you see that I love and care for you?" he said. I didn't respond to him; he was playing one of his mind games again.

"Answer me!" he yelled, slapping me again. I cried out, and more tears filled my eyes, "Y-yes," I answered.

"See was that so hard? I'm sorry, baby. I don't like to hurt you. But you see that I have to, to get you to corporate with me. Don't you think that you need it?" he asked me.

"Y-yes." I answered him looking away from his eyes. He lifted his hand up again, and I flinched, "Y-yes, s-sir. I need it," I answered him correctly.

"Good. Baby see, things can be much easier if you just behave." he said. "God baby, you're so tight." he moaned as he wiggled around, still inside me. I flinched at the uncomfortable feeling.
"Fuck." he moaned as he became hard again and quickly began to slam in and out of my weak body hard. He pounded into me as hard and fast as he could, like every time. I cried out again and whimpered in pain as he continued to abuse my fragile body. Maybe he was right. No one does care about me. It's been almost a month since I've been here.

"Shit, Baby, I'm going to cum again," he moaned, "You want daddy to come in you?" he asked, smirking. I flinched at his choice of words. He just loved to constantly tease me and play with my head.

"Y-yes," I whimpered.

"I can't hear you!" he shouted, slapping me.

I sobbed, "Y-yes d-daddy. I want y-you to c-cum in me," I cried out for him.

"Hmm, Shit," he moaned as he filled me up again. This time he pulled out of me, causing some of the juices to flow out of me. I felt so dirty. He smirked and leaned down to lick it up, only to lean up and kiss me, forcing it into my mouth. He smirked as I swallowed the nasty taste, just how he likes it.

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"P-please. B-Blake, can I have a shower?" I pleaded. I felt like I was soaking in my own filth...and his. Earlier today, he thought it would be good to "mark" his territory by peeing all over me. It had dried up, but the stench was all over me.

"I don't know if you deserve a shower," he said, pretending to think about it.

"Please, Blake. I'm s-sorry," I sobbed.

"Shut up! Bitch!" He shouted, slapping me in the face and then kicking me in the stomach. I coughed and groaned, holding my stomach.

"What did I tell you about saying my name?!" he yelled angrily at me.

"I'm s-sorry, s-sir." I sobbed, curling up on the little mattress.

"Blake!" Blaine shouted when he came into the room. "Look at him! Let him get in the tub! He hasn't had a bath since he's gotten here!" Blaine said, coming to my defense...for once.

"Here. Come on," Blaine said, coming over to help my weak, naked body up. I wasn't ashamed anymore, they'd seen me too many times before, plus I was too tired to care. My legs wobbled as he led me into the bathroom connected to the room. I could tell that Blake was angry at this, and I would probably be punished for it later. Blaine sat me on the toilet seat while he ran my bath water. My body shivered from the constant air blowing, so I held on to myself to create warmth.

Blaine turned to me with a look of sorrow, "Tay, I'm sorry. I never thought it would lead to this point." he spoke, "And B-Blake, he's so far gone, I-I don't even know who he is anymore. And I've tried to stop him, Tay, I did. He doesn't want to let you go." he explained.

I nodded in understanding, chuckling a bit, "It's f-fine Blaine."

He helped me into the tub and then sat on the toilet seat while adjusting to the warm water.

"It's not fine Tay. This is not okay!" he exclaimed. I laughed even more at him.

"Why are you laughing? You think this is okay?" he said angrily.

"The only one not okay is you." I said, laughing, "I'm fine here. I'm okay being here. Blake's right; no one cares about me out there. This is where I belong, Blaine," I told him happily while I cleaned myself off with the bar of soap.

He looked like a fish out of the water, "W-what?" he asked, astonished.

"I like it here." I told him, smiling, "Yeah, Blake can be a little harsh-"

"That is not a "little" harsh!" he yelled angrily, making me flinch and immediately frown, cowering away from him. Blake entered the bathroom immediately.

"What's going on here? Why are you yelling at him?" Blake asked, narrowing his eyes at Blaine. I guess it was only okay if he was the one yelling at me.

"What have you've done to him!" he yelled at Blake. "He's acting all crazy now! I don't recognize either one of you!"

"I don't know what you are talking about," Blake said, smirking at him.

"He's talking crazy about how he wants to be here and that nobody out there cares! Stuff like that," Blaine exclaimed. "You have to let him go now!"

"Well, I don't know. I can ask him." he said, turning his attention to me, "Taylor, would you like to leave and go home? It's okay if you want to; I will let you go after your bath," Blake asked me.
I shook my head furiously, "P-please no s-sir." I answered, scared out of my mind of the thought of choosing to leave him. It's part of his mind games, I have to stay, or he will hurt me.

"See, Blaine. He doesn't want to leave my side. Now leave my property alone and let him bathe in peace, will ya!" Blake said, pushing Blaine out of the bathroom.

I smiled and finished bathing in peace...just wondering about what I could do to please my master later on.