LOUIS P.O.V
I wake up. My breath is uneven and heavy. I am lying naked, on a cold metal table. I try to scream but soon realized I am gagged, there is no way out of this situation. I am also handcuffed and my legs are tied together. Great, wonderful, cheers. I hear a click coming from north from me, than another quiet click of a door closing. A few steps fill my ears moving to the left of me. Soon, I hear another click, but not of a door, but of a switch. A light switch to be exact. A big spotlight then shines upon my naked body.
I try calculating what the hell is going on, and why it is. A dry chuckle fills the quiet and dusty room and I can feel and hear someone coming towards me.
"Hello Louis. Long time, no see." A voice whispers into my left ear. His breath was hot and moist against my ear. His voice, I have heard it before. Cold and raspy. A wave of chill goes through my body. No, it can be him..
It can't be daddy.
The man chortles in delight. "You're probably wondering why you're on a metal table... naked. Well, I could give you a hundred reasons if I really wanted to." Says the man walking over to a drawer taking out something leather, long, and wispy. It has a leather handle, and black rope about three feet long. "Well, I'll just give you one."
He walks over and whispers in my ear once more "To get my revenge." I try to scream, but I can't because of the damn gag. He straightens his back and goes back to the drawer, putting the whip on the top desk. "Lets see, lets see." The man say to himself. He looks in a drawer and whispers and little "ahh" to himself.
"Have you ever seen on of these, Tommo?" He is holding and ruby red butt plug. I don't do anything, I just merely stare at it. The man walks over and grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my forehead to his. "WELL? HAVE YOU?" I nod my head vigorously and the man does something different. He calls someone over by the name of "Nick." Soon a man comes over in a dirty pair of jeans and a Aerosmith t-shirt and says huskily, "Yah?"
"Could you cut the rope open and keep his legs spread for me?" The mysterious man say with a dirty grin.
"Uhh, sure." Nick says, in a board kind of tone. He doesn't cut open the rope, he just rips it. I make a foolish attempt to kick but Nick was too strong. He holds my legs, wide open.
"So pretty." The man says as he laces his finger over the hole. Than, he stick two in my virgin hole. I attempt to scream in pain and tears come into my eyes. Why is this happening, what did I do. He stuck another finger, adding more to the pain. I just want it to be over, please.
He then took them out and I heard fingers fumbling with a belt.
'Please' I thought. 'Oh please no..' I was begging he wouldn't do what I think he was gonna do.
His pants fell to his ankles. I try to fight Nick again, but Nick is a pretty sharp dude. He holds my leg still as the man comes closer and positions himself. He then slams into my hole, no protection. Nothing. I try to scream and shout for help and for him to stop, but I can't. I'm helpless. With every deep hard thrust a grunt comes out of him. Tears stream down my cheeks and onto my shoulders. I pray to god that I will be free, that it will just be a dream.
I look over to Nick with blurred eyes due to my tears. He is looking down not wanting to see the sight. He then looks up at me, I can see a slice of guilt shimmering over his eyes. He gives me a small sad smile and looks down again.
I feel a strange liquid trickling down my thigh. I look at the cold metal table and see a puddle of blood surrounding my thighs. This makes me want to cry and scream even more. I'm injured. I'm torn.
The man grunts one more time and I feel a wave of seed fill my hole. He puts on his boxers and pants and goes over to the drawer. He takes out the whip and butt plug. "Just so people know you're mine.." He says seductively.
He comes over and slashes an X across my chest, leaving a scar. My chest burned and more tears strolled down my red flushed cheeks. He then stuffs the butt plug into my whimpering, damaged hole. "There... perfect." He grins with an evil smile.
"Had a good time?" He jokes at me. I shake my head. I feel myself getting dizzy and nauseous. I just want to go jump off a bridge. Or wake up in my nice cozy bed. Make myself a nice cup of Yorkshire tea, go for a walk. Hang out with family..
"Of course you didn't" He scowls at me. "Now..." he steps closer to me.
"Go to sleep" he says as Nick sneaks out from behind and knocks me out. One fist, one nightmare, one reality.
After all that time, I just really wanted to
sleep.
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