I felt the cold wall as I backed up into the rough grey bricks. The dim lights make it hard to see features. Pressure is pushed on my wrists and I'm pinned on the wall. I can't scream for help, cold hands cover my mouth. The person in front of me is the man I thought I loved at one point. A grip is put on my throat, it's getting harder to breathe. All I see is the faint image on greasy blond hair and it's starting to fade to black. Suddenly I feel a cold hand at my pelvic region, toying with my zipper, struggling to get it down. I feel a breeze, I'm now in my panties. His body is pressed against mine. I'm feel a warm tear slide down my cheek, until it's on my lips, I taste the salty tears. My small wrists are pinned above my head with his one hand. I try to scream but he pushes against me, hard. Why didn't I listen, I think to myself.
"Wanna try to scream again, bitch?" He starts rubbing me through my underwear. "Hm? You don't want me angry before I pound your little pussy, do you?" I don't say anything, I just look up at the light. He pushes me down to my knees and he unzips his pants. "Open your pretty little mouth, slut." I just stare at him, he pulls my jaw down and puts his member in my mouth, I choke. He starts thrusting in my throat, tears stream down my face. He starts going faster, groaning. It hurts so bad, why won't anyone help me?. Warm fluids spill into my mouth and I spit the salty liquid out and start sobbing.... He kicks me in the stomach, "You stupid bitch."
"Please stop," I sob. I cry...hard. He continues to kick me, he then picks me up by my neck, spins me around and bends me over the bedside table, smashing my face against it. He has a hold of my hair, pulling. I sob even more. Someone help me, why won't his roommates come home and help me, I think. Who am I kidding? They'd probably join, they eyeball me whenever I'm here, they'd love to get a taste. No matter how much I scream. He starts thrusting in me, I whimper and cry loudly. "Stop, please stop." I whisper.
"You should have thought about that before you even thought about leaving me. I fuck better than....him....don't....I?" He says in between moans. I don't say anything, i just cry. I just wanted to get away from his abusive ways...maybe he's not....maybe he just cares about me.... Maybe I should be enjoying this. I start to feel bad so I let out a forced moan, to make him think I like it. "Yeah, baby girl, you love this." I don't love this.
"Mmm yes, please harder." I say, trying to sound like I enjoy it. He listens and speeds up, pulls my hair hard.
He leans down and whispers in my ear, "you're still a stupid bitch," he pulls my hair harder and then moves his hands to my neck and chokes me. I feel my climax approaching, and I orgasm. I start to see black, he's moaning and choking me hard, he bites my neck, I feel his seed shoot into me, and then everything is black and I can't move. I wish I never loved him in the first place.
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Hey guys, I hope you're on the edge of your seat. There's more to come, 5 votes and 2 comments for another chapter??? They're already written, so as soon as it hits the goal, I will post!
Kisses, Madi
