My Party Life

Shut It

"Why are you trying to convince me to let you go?" "Hahaha" He laughs off his fears. "Why are you laughing?!" "I'm telling you the fucking truth and you're denying it" You reply. "Shut the fuck up and go to your room!" He said, raising his tone. "Whatever" You said, as you go to your room, stomping. "Fucking asshole!" You shout, shutting the door angrily. He comes running to your door and locks it. "OH, YOU'RE LOCKING THE FUCKING DOOR NOW?!" You yell, kicking the door. "SHUT IT!!" He yells back from downstairs. "What the fuck is wrong with her" He says, rolling his eyes. "YOU UGLY ASS WHORE!!!! LET ME OUT!!!" You say, banging on the door. There's no point in this. He won't let you out no matter what you try to do. You hear his footsteps closer to the door and you go to the bed. "Are you going to keep banging on the door or should I fucking torture you?!" He shouts, almost hitting you. You flinch. "I w..WILL BANG ON THE DOOR!!!" "YOU CAN'T STOP ME" You shout back, pushing him accidentally. "HOW DARE YOU FUCKING PUSH ME!!" He raises his tone. "W-wait! It w-was an accident!!!!" You said, stepping backwards. "I WILL SHOW YOU YOUR CONSEQUENCE FOR "ACCIDENTALLY" PUSHING ME" He yells, grabbing your arm and swings you on the bed. "WAIT I'M SORRY!!! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!!" You shout, trying to squirm out of his grip. "KEEP TALKING AND I'LL PUT MY COCK IN YOUR MOUTH" He says, pushing his body against yours. You stay quiet. He takes his panties off and slides his dick into your pussy. You moan loudly and he's giving you more. He touches your breasts while tongue kissing you. You catch some breath. "S-STOP!~" Your words slip out of your mouth. "Beg me" He replied, going faster. "Aaahhh~" You moan, clinging onto his neck. "I knew you fucking wanted my big cock, you dirty rich bitch" He says, kissing your neck. You try to get away but he presses his legs onto yours. He shoves a pillow in your mouth and flips you over. He puts his dick into you aggressively. You scream in pain for the next 4 minutes. He flips you over again and your tongue meets his. He grabs your waist and inserts his cock into you, rocking you up and down. "Mmmm~~" You moan, on the verge of crying. "You like that, don't you, sweetheart?" He says, pushing you against the wall. "P-please stop!" You scream, pushing him away from your chest. "Fine" "Next time, learn how to respect my property" He says, putting back his clothes. "But, MY BODY ISN'T YOUR PROPERTY!" You reply, placing your bra back. "But, it is" "Your whole body is mine, bitch" He replies back, winking. "..."
You have nothing to say. Your words are gone. You are very sleepy. You yawn. "Aww, princess tired?~" He teases you. "Shut up, I'm not tired!" You reply, crossing your arms. "Go to bed, I'll be back soon" "If I find you downstairs, next punishment will be worse" He says, closing the door. You open the closet and you find lots of pretty girl/lady clothing. Did he have a girlfriend? Who are those clothes for?? You had no PJ'S so you randomly took one out of the wardrobe. You look yourself in the mirror and you are stunned on how beautiful the PJ looks. Trayvon secretly came upstairs and saw you looking at yourself in the mirror. He leans on the door. "You really do look like her" He says, making you startle. "I-I didn't see you there" You reply, shaking. "Sorry if I scared you" He says, coming closer. He touches your face. "Your skin is so soft.. Just like her" He said. "May I ask, who's "her"" You say, fixing the small lace on the PJ. "She... Was my fiancé" He says. "She passed away due to lung cancer" He continues. "Ever since she died, I've been hearing voices in my head and shadows in my room" "It's like she's telling me to get a new girl and play with her.. Like she's my prisoner" He says. "And it's you. You look like her, so I took you" He said, touching your face again. "You could be the one to fill my nasty desires" He says. "But I don't want a relationship!" You reply, looking upset. "I don't want a romantic relationship with anyone" You say. "I could have a platonic relationship though" "I don't want to get involved with sex and attraction" You said, feeling frustrated. "Too bad you're stuck with me" He replies, looking at you. "I'm going to bed, Goodnight" You say, slipping off your socks. He leaves the room. You slide in bed and put the covers over you. You cry silently, wishing someone would come rescue you. You fall asleep quickly.