Far Away

[27] Oh Hell No

Logan

"Connor, stop. I don't want you. Stop touching me." I shift slightly to nibbling on my neck as I swat him away.

I hear the bed creak as he gets closer to me. He starts trailing his fingertips over the exposed skin on my back due to my shirt moving from me tossing in the middle of the night. I sigh and turn around to cuss him out when firm hands hold me down to the mattress. I feel panicked as I'm fully awake. I try to move my arms, but firm hands grab them pinning them to my side. I'm starting to feel like this isn't Connor. I kick my legs and a hand comes down hard on my ass. My eyes widen and I wince, I haven't been hit like this in a while. I hear a deep chuckle and freeze.

Oh god, please no.

"Please, please don't do this. I'll do anything, just don't do this." His chuckling gets louder as his hand travels higher up my back and down my sides. I feel sick as his rough hands fondle me. He sighs and clears his throat.

"I've been hearing you disrespect my boy lately. I don't care if he loves you too much to hurt you anymore, we're two different people. I don't love you and I can and have no problem with hurting you." Hot tears trickle down my face and for once I have nothing to say.

He's right, I have been out of control. How did I not think I could act how I wanted and not expect to ever get punished for it anymore? I choke on a sob and try to beg one more time.

"Please, John, please. Don't. I-I'm sorry." I sobbed and he scoffs.

"You're always fucking sorry. Time to stop being sorry all the time and learn the hard way. I told you I'd be coming to show you how it's done by a real man. Connor's been too soft on you and we just can't have that." He talks to me like I'm a toddler. I cry silently as I already know exactly what he means.

He yanks down the sweats Connor gave me and due to all of my original clothes still being in the attic, I have no bra and panties on so I'm always an easy access in this house. I feel the nakedness of my ass and I start to move attempting to put up a fight. This can't be happening, I'm hoping I'm having a nightmare or something. I know as well as the next person that I'm not stuck in a dream, this is reality. John throws his huge body on top of me, stilling me all at once. I couldn't move anything but my head. He was heavy and completely butt ass naked. I start to cry louder as I feel his erect manhood poking me in my ass cheek. John shushes me and grabs a hold of it and runs it up and down my bare ass. He talks to me softly as I stare across the empty room.

"Logan, don't fight this. I bet you will have an orgasm with me. You haven't had one with Connor, have you?" I screech out at him.

"Haven't had one with him and I won't have one with you. I won't allow myself to enjoy this disgusting shit!" He laughs and sighs.

"Well, we'll just see about that." He swivels his hips around and pokes me with his manhood all in between my legs trying to find my entrance.

I sob louder as his condom wrapped manhood slides against the back of my thighs and down between them as he finds my entrance and enters me with a loud groan. I screech and kick my legs a little. John groans and slowly slides in and out of me as he talks to himself.

"Oh, yes. It's been a long time since I've felt this sensation. The warm dampness of the inside of a woman... or bitch in your case." With that my world crumbles and he pounds into me fiercely, completing taking me off guard.

I gasp and scream at the top of my lungs. This is ten times faster than Connor's assault and twenty times more painful. I continue to scream as he grunts sounding like an angry beast. I scream at a higher octave when all of a sudden John takes himself out of me and flips me over on my back. His hand comes down across my face and clamps over my mouth. He growls at me out of breath.

"Shut the fuck up you stupid bitch, you're gonna wake up the whole damn neighborhood!" I scream out into his hand due to the slap and him slamming back into me.

It's deeper and more brutal this way as I feel his pelvis bone slamming into mines. I feel sick as I watch John hovering over me with his eyes close and his mouth slack. I want to throw up so badly. I feel a slight relief when he speeds up, it means he's almost finished. He throws his head back letting go of my mouth and placing his hands on my breast. He squeezes them hard as he climax loudly inside of me. I cry quietly as he lays on top of me, still inside of me. I hear him trying to catch his breath as he lays on me. He finally sighs and gets up snatching his manhood roughly out of me. I wince out loudly.

"OW!" He laughs and takes off his condom and tie it.

"Yeah, you're gonna be sore for a little while. Even though you didn't have an orgasm to remember me by, you'll still have that ache between your legs. I must agree with my boy on one thing though..." He goes to the door opening it.

"You are a great fuck." He leaves closing and locking the door.

I hear him stomp down the hall and slam another door. I weakly sit up and hug myself. That was the worse thing that's happened to me in this house yet. He is older than my dad. I shake my head flinging my tears as I slip off of Connor's bed. I can barely feel my legs as I slowly trudge to Connor's bathroom. I start the water and take off the shirt he left on me. I get in and sit in the bath while the shower head run down on me.

The water is cold but I don't feel it due to being dead inside...

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