Rebel At Heart

Chapter 8: Broken and Too Scared To Admit It

The door to the bedroom opened. I had lost count of the times I was raped, lost count of the number of blow jobs I had given, lost count of the days I was trapped in the room. The man that kidnapped me in the first place, I later found out his name was Thomas, walked in. He took his pants off and slid a condom on. He came over and pushed my hands above my head, propping me up with pillows under my lower back, giving him easier access. He quickly thrust himself inside me. It didn't take long for him to pull out and take off the condom, spraying his cum all over me. He had done this multiple times. He climbed off of me and smiled.

"I'm going to miss that"

I didn't comment. I hadn't even spoken since I first arrived. He pulled on his pants and looked down at me.

"You're leaving today. It'll be a long ride though. You'll be in many different vehicles so I'm warning you. Oh, and one more thing. As far as the general public knows, you were hanging with an old friend and nothing happened. If I hear that you told anyone that you were held captive for sexual fantasies, I'll hunt you down and kill you."

He walked towards the bathroom and opened the door.

"Take a shower and get changed. Make yourself look presentable. I'm not going to have anyone asking questions."

He cut me free. I started to get off the bed when he spoke up again.

"I'm not going to waste the rest of my time with you. I'll fuck you the entire time you're getting ready."

I wasn't going to protest and only get raped more. I walked to the bathroom and started the shower. I heard the bedroom door open and shut twice before Thomas entered the bathroom. He held a shorter showerhead in his hands, smirking.

"It's going to be hard to use the normal showerhead when my dick is buried in your ass. Don't you agree?"

I nodded since I had no choice. He was already naked again, standing in front of me, dick fully erect. I climbed into the shower and he climbed in behind me. He attached the smaller head and gave it to me as he bent me over so my ass was in the air. He smacked it harder than he had in previous times and then buried himself in me. He pounded into me repeatedly, making it hard for me to wash myself for more than a few seconds before having to balance myself. He came at least twice before he turned his attention to my vagina. He started his pounding up again.

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Thomas was right. It was a long drive. We left at noon and arrived in the early morning hours. The only thing I knew about the location was that we were definitely out of state.

"We aren't out of New York you fucking idiot!"

The three other men in the vehicle beside Thomas kept shouting it at each other when someone complained the ride was too long. When we finally got back to the college, they removed the blindfold from my eyes.

"Alright. Remember. No word about this entire time spent with us okay?"

I nodded and they let me out of the car. I walked to my dorm without looking back. I had on a plain black tee and some blue skinny jeans. I unlocked the door to the dorm and snuck in. I didn't even bother changing since these were fresh and all I did was sit in a car that was ice cold all day. I looked at the clock and it was three in the morning. I pulled back the covers and climbed into my bed. Someone shifted beside me.

"Kimmy?"

Her voice came from across the room.

"What do you want now?"

The person sat up and flicked on my reading light. I buried my head in the blankets and pillows.

"Boston?"

It was quiet for a minute before he started to flip out.

"Boston! Holy shit! What happened to you? Where the fuck did you go?"

I looked up at Blake and groaned.

"I was..."

My voice shocked me at first but then I just relaxed.

"I was at a friend's house for a week. Not a big deal."

His voice rose when he spoke again.

"A WEEK? Try a month! You were gone for a month! No warning, no note, leaving your phone and clothes behind!"

A month?!?!?! A fucking MONTH? I sat up and grabbed my phone, which was still on the nightstand from when I left. Thank god I had forgotten to bring it to class that day. It was at full charge. I turned to Blake.

"Sorry. I thought you were going to call your cell phone sometime."

I sighed.

"Why are you sleeping in my bed instead of your apartment?"

He blushed in the dim light. He didn't respond soon enough so Kimmy jumped in.

"He went nuts when he found out you were missing. After the first day, he started sleeping here so he wouldn't forget you."

I looked back at him.

"You could have gotten the janitors to put the bunks back. My mom would have just come to pick up the bed."

That was true. I had brought my own new bed to college because my mom was afraid of bed bugs and lice. She would have picked it up in a heartbeat if she knew someone else was going to sleep in it. Kimmy had to sleep on the bunk beds though. She hadn't gotten lice and there was no sign of bed bugs. My mom was just fucking paranoid. She was over protective and a clean freak.

"Too much work. He wanted to 'sleep with you'."

I looked over at him and rolled my eyes.

"I'm not going to sleep with the STD here. I wouldn't even dare have sex with him! No more sex for me!"

They both looked at me.

"You lost it?"

I shook my head, trying to retract what I said.

"No! I don't ever want to have sex."

Blake looked disappointed and Kimmy shook her head.

"You have no idea what you're missing, Bos. Sex is fucking amazing."

I shook my head, rolling over so I could get some sleep.

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