My Dirty Sinner

Chapter 132: Bang. Bang. Bang.

⚠️TriggerWarning⚠️ 

☆Kyara☆

My eyes flutter open, my face is cold, and I want to close my eyes already and just sleep, but I can't. I try to push up but fall back to the floor bumping my head slightly. 

"Thank fuck!" Someone exclaims, but I can't turn my head to see which one it is. When I'm lifted and my dress is then lifted, he gives himself away. "Fucked up is fine, I don't like unconscious. I'm 'avin' ya now whether 'e likes it or not." Jimmy grumbles, and then he moves his dick down and presses it to my arse. 

"Don't fuckin'.... Touch me." I grit out between all the pain I feel, and I try to fall to the side, which works a little but makes him slap my arse. 

"Keep fuckin' still!" He growls and slaps my arse again. When he starts pushing, I start falling to the other side. With a growl he pushes my head to the floor, putting so much pressure on me as he presses down, that I feel like it's about to cave under the heaviness. Then he moves my body so that I can't move, rubs himself over me, and starts pushing into me. It gives me a boost in energy to fight, and I start wiggling. 

"Fightin' only makes me love it more!" He growls as I reach back to try and flick his balls or something! But then he's ripped away from me. 

"What the fuck did I say!?" Damage yells as he kicks Jimmy in the stomach. "Pain! Nothin' but pain, so when I fuck 'er, for the first time, the pain mixes wi' the pleasure that it will start turnin' 'er on! For it ta work she can't be fuckin' touched like that for a while. Jus' be patient, or fuck off until I call ya!" Damage snarls at him, as he continues to kick and beat on Jimmy. 

He stands there looking down on Jimmy breathing heavily, as his cock gets hard again! He really is a sick, violent son of a bitch. At least I now know why he hasn't touched me like that yet, but I'm dreading when he will decide it's time. 

"Bunny, can you move?" He asks so sweetly like he actually cares and isn't holding me against my will and abusing me, and he didn't just beat the shit out of Jimmy. 

"Fu-ck..." I can't even be bothered to waste my energy. He picks me up and sits me against the wall. When I don't slump to the ground, he goes over to the table he has in here and picks up a cut and my mobile. Oh god, what now? He sets up my mobile in the tripod thing again, and then the light glares to life as he presses record. He squats down in front of me and pulls me forward to put the cut on me, which must have been what he put on me earlier, then as he starts wanking, he rips my dress a little so he can see my chest, but he instantly regrets that! 

"Jim! I need that brandin' iron." He calls out to a groaning Jimmy. Weirdly it makes him pump his fist faster and harder, and he stands up getting so close to my face I can smell the salty scent of cum. He's refraining from doing anything to me, so has been fucking others to make sure he doesn't. "I'm gonna correct this tattoo. 'N' now I know Soul is definitely the daddy, I need ta decide whether I'm gonna make 'im aware I'll be raisin' 'is kid, or if I'm gonna find a way ta get rid of it!" He snarls as he rubs his dick over my lips. "I can't wait ta fuck you, Bunny. But I need ya ta beg me! Ah yeah. Open up, Bunny." He groans. I don't open my mouth obviously, so with a quick slap to my face for my disobedience, he pinches my cheeks and cums over my face, which stings like a fucking bitch! "Fuuuuck!" He hisses.

The cunt then rubs his thumb over his cum and my lips, before pushing his thumb into my mouth, so I bit him. He takes his thumb out of my mouth and sucks it into his. As I spit on the floor. God, he is so repulsive. I'm definitely going to crush his balls. I don't know how, or when yet, but it's going to happen. He moves over to the table, which I'm only just noticing has tools like; table circular saws, nail guns, and the like on it. He grabs a knife though, and then he's squatting down in front of me.