Afalin's pov
"AAARRGGGHHH" i let out a scream as I scrubbed another place on my body where I used to wear my skin . The ice cold water soothes the open wounds that mixed with soap as water ran down my body . Keep scrubbing , he won't be on you anymore if you keep scrubbing. I looked down at the shower floor and saw a trail of off red water and Bubbles flow down the drain. I lowered my towel from my chest to below my abdomen where he ; teased , sat, and throated me .
"Do you like that baby?"
"They'll think we're unbelievable ,but I'll be whatever you want"
"They don't need to know about us , they'd never need to know how deep inside you I am"
His deep voice that dripped with explicit venom, echoed throughout my head. I don't know what happened or what it meant , but I know it's wrong. The shower got blurry but I don't know if it's from water running over my eyes or if I'm crying again .
"AAA-AAAHH-AAAAGGHHH" I let out another scream . I know that I'm crying now , my scream sputtered out like I was a broken CD that refused to stop playing .
"Afalin " a voiced called out from behind the washroom's door "AFALIN?"
I panicked and anxiously thought if I had still remembered to lock the door in the state of mind I was in. The door nob jiggled for a while but with no prevail , the person on the other side of the door gave up.
Just as I sighed in relief I was a red faced Niya her chest, heaving up and down . A barstool in her hands dropped and her face looked just as worried as I's. But something told me it was for different reasons.
"What've you done to your self L?" She asked
She started making her way across slowly , grabbing a towel and her feet being engulfed in the water and bubbles that overflowed the shower's boundaries.
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I woke up close to an explosion, my sleepy confusion was quickly cleared up with the feeling of a warm, wet, mouth moving up and now my erect penis . I jolted up and Amaor's face was buried between my legs , groaning then I blacked out. All I remember are the sounds.
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Ayodele's decimate
Action"kry dit hanteer of ek sal dit hanteer, deur die bloed op jou hande my manne sal eet. En as daar is bloed aan myne, jy werk nie reg gedoen." I sneered into the phone. "SILLY RABBITS TRICKS ARE FOR MOTHERFUCKERS WHO READY TO DIE" I threw it into the...
