Band-Aids On Bruises

Disaster (Part 1)

Warning : There is Smut/Rape in this chapter and the next one. Also swearing.

"Hey Dustin."

I panicked, fear had consumed me now. I didn't know what to do, so I tried to get as far away from Tyler as possible. I kept walking backwards, not taking my eyes off Tyler, until I felt my back touch the wall. I pressed myself against it as much as possible, sweat was pouring down my face as I flattened myself on the wall.

Tyler stepped forward, and I saw Brad and Nick enter the room. They were all holding things that I couldn't make out in the darkness, but I knew they weren't going to do anything to help me in any way. Then, the door was closed and the light that had been allowing me to see was gone. I couldn't see anything, but I heard a clicking noise. The door had been locked.

"What's the matter Dustin? You scared?" I could make out Tyler's shape as he drew closer to me "You shouldn't be." he placed whatever was in his hands down on the bed, then continued to creep closer to me "You're going to like this. Trust me." as he tried to get close to me, I slid against the wall until I was trapped in the corner.

Tyler chuckled maliciously at my pitiful attempts at escaping "Now, now. Don't be bad, or I'll have to punish you." then, with the speed of a cheetah, he was in front of me. His hands were placed on either side of me, trapping me in a makeshift cage. He then pressed his body against him, his chest pushed me back so I was squished even more into the corner.

I tried to tell him to stop, to get the fuck away in fact, but I couldn't get any words out. My throat was dry, and my intense fear made it even harder to speak. The only sound I managed to make was a pathetic squeak, which caused Tyler to laugh and press his body closer to mine. I turned my head away from him and closed my eyes, refusing to look at him and let him see the fear in my eyes.

Tyler put his forehead on the side of my head and pressed the rest of his body onto mine, then moved hands onto my arms and held them down. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, his rough hands gripping my arms, and finally, his erect dick pressed against my crotch. I knew what he wanted to do now.

I tried to kick Tyler, to shove him away, to headbutt him, but my attempts were all in vain, as he managed to keep me trapped. I then tried to scream, to call for help. My voice was still small, and Tyler caught on to what I was doing before I could muster up enough strength to fully shout. One of his hands detached itself from my arm and quickly covered my mouth.

"Nice try baby. Just let it happen." he turned my head so I was facing him "And I'll make you feel good." He then moved his hand off of my mouth. Before I could try to shout something, he replaced his hands with his lips. It was not 'good'. It was absolutely revolting.

I struggled against him once again, but he continued to keep me trapped. Tyler ignored my movements and kept his lips pressed on mine, moving them as if I was kissing him back. He fixed his eyes on mine and I stared back at him with hatred, fear, and disgust in my eyes.

He eventually seemed to notice that I wasn't accepting his lips, and pulled away slightly. I got my hopes up, thinking that he had given up on trying to force me to do this, but I was wrong. With the same speed and agility he had shown me before, Tyler threw his knee right into my crotch. I let out a gasp and a groan, not out of lust like he wanted, but out of pain. In the few seconds that my mouth had opened, Tyler attached his mouth back onto mine and pushed his tongue into my mouth.

I felt tears begin to form in my eyes as he continued to assault the inside of my mouth with his tongue, I hated this. I just wanted him to stop. I continued to try to free myself from him, but I could feel my energy slowly draining. I was so tired, and I knew I wouldn't be able to muster up the strength to escape after much more of this. One final thought came into my head, and I prepared myself to run.