I knew this wasn't going to end well. I struggled in his grip, but he was too strong. I was bend over the deck and he handcuffed my hands to a metal stick that was there, on the ground. My dress got pulled up and then my lacy white thong got ripped.
- Stop! - I shout, but he didn't stop.
Gabriel stabbed my leg with his knife. I didn't even feel the pain. I was betrayed and that was all that was in my soul right now.
- Now, now, my dearest Red.. you can't escape. You'll pay for what your family did to me.
Then the sound of a zipper being pulled down. I finally understand why Amber and Ivy tortured me on the first day. But this wasn't fair. His thick cock slid inside me. It didn't feel good like other times. This hurt. I wasn't wet. I was as dry as the Sahara dessert. Gabriel started fucking me brutally. His hands were gripping my hips so hard I swear he could rip them apart.
- Stop!.. please just fucking stop, Gabriel! - I cried out.
He didn't stop. Instead, his thrusts became harder, faster, his cock went deeper, and I could feel my pelvic bone getting broken. The pain hit through me like a ton of bricks.
- You will rot on the end of the ocean, Zoe. No one will care for you. You're all alone. Alone. - Gabriel said.
Blood was gushing out of my pussy from how hard and deep he was going. Tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably. I couldn't believe he could betray me like this. After thirty minutes of brutal raping, he finally pulled out. He didn't come once in my pussy. I thought it was over until I heard the sound of a gun shooting.
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The Latin Brotherhood
Short StoryZoe had a life that had been normalized in the neighborhood she lived in with her uncle and his family. She was 19 years old , orphaned , and working nearly every night as a stripper/waitress at the club her uncle owned . One night though everythin...
