A Star's Last Days

THREE

"SHUt the f**k up. You take d**k in both holes so I don't want to hear it." He grabs my hair and pulls it.

Whatever he put in my asshole hurts like hell. More than his d**k does pounding into me. I feel nauseous. And my cries are useless.

The woman left the room when he was putting something in my ass, so I think she is cooking for him. Usually, she would be in here yelling at me to quiet down because she could not hear her 'Love Island' show. I cry some more as he beats be at the same time.

My butt is swore and my vagina is aching.

The phone cord he had in his hand earlier makes slashes in my back causing it to arch deeper into the bed to avoid each time he swings it. I guess he was cutting the cord in the kitchen earlier since it feels worse than the normal cord would.

A wale escapes my lips and snot runs down my nose. He lets go of my hair and grabs both of my arms as he throws the cord to the head board. I look at it and my guess was right.

"If the neighbors come to complain again you know what that means for you right?" I don't answer him verbally and just nod my head as best as I could. "Answer with words sl**.", he growls out and hits my butt with his free hand. "Y-ye-yes.", I croak out stumbling on each letter. He then uses his same free hand to punch me in my back repeatedly. The open wounds from the cord don't make the punches feel any better and all I can do is cry.

I don't how many hours have passed, how many times he came, nor the different positions I was forced in. But the woman went to bed and kindly asked him to move my punishment to the living room. My back is sore and my tears continue to fall. My lips are parted in need to scream but no sound leaves.

He comes again and pulls out of me. He rips his condom off and pulls my hips up in the air. His feet pad their way back to his room and I don't dare move.

I take in a few semi-deep breaths. With this plug still lodged in my ass its a little uncomfortable to breath.

He comes back his feet padding back to the couch. Suddenly removing the plug from my ass he takes his belt and beats me with it. I go to curl up into a ball but the belt lashes across my face and he voices, "Get your ass back in the air. Or we will be here all day. Unless you wanted me to put my d**k back inside of you."

I fumble over and get back into the position he had me in, shaking my head no. I want nothing more but to fall over and die at this point. I can barely feel any part of my body but the pain is still present.

I sniffle and the beating starts again.

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When he finished with me he went to his bedroom and never came back. Groggily I get up and pick up the condoms he left scattered across the living room.

I am just glad this time it was only one box. I clean up the living room and throw the box away.

The last time I didn't clean the woman gave me a beating of her own for being a "s**tty w**re and not cleaning up the mess that was made". After I finished cleaning, I started heading upstairs.

Once I got in the bathroom I threw up. I threw up a lot surprisingly. I didn't eating anything today so it might be the food I made from yesterday that was coming up.

My back was bleeding all over the place so I hope that I didn't leave a trail coming up to the room or I would get it whenever that woman is getting ready for work. I grab the clothes he threw at me before he went to bed, and put them in the trash can before turning back to the toilet to throw up more.

I think I spent around an hour over that toilet before I was able to get up. I started the shower and adjusted the shower head pressure. Slowly I slid into the shower past the curtain.

Whimpers left my dry throat as the water touched my skin. Somehow my eyes were still able to produce tears. I managed to clean myself up even though it was difficult to put ointment on most parts of my back. Making my way to the dresser I open the shirt drawer and grab the biggest shirt I have. I also grabbed some comfy underwear and the lotion.

I throw everything on the bed and put the lotion on my skin. I got dressed and put the lotion and towel back. Once I was back in the bed I sat down and braided my wet hair into dutch braids.

When I finished I crawled to the top of the bed and grabbed as much of the comforter as I could. I wrapped myself in it like a pearl wrapped in nacre. I closed my eyes and cried more until I fell asleep.