What A Catch.

Chapter 72

Pov Casey

I follow him down the hallway. I know this is all going to get worse. To be honest it hasnt been that bad so far, not really torture or anything. Kurt suddenly stops, stopping me with him. He leads me into one of the rooms, a room with loads of cushions and it looks very comfy and soft. I would love a room like this, but not in this situation. I stand and wait for him to do something.

I gasp as he pushes me roughly against the wall, arms either side of my head. I stare at him and he looks hungry. I exhale slowly before he forces his face onto mine. I am forced to work with him, his hands working up my back, my body forced onto his. He makes sure I am completely touching him as he gets more rough. He lets out a moan as he moves his tongue in my mouth. I dont really go with it, although I dont do nothing. He kisses down my neck and around my chest, trying to find a sweet spot. I moan involuntarily as he finds it, he must remember. My breath shudders as he works the area, he is literally melting me. One of his hands feels at the hem of my teeshirt and I dont fight against it, I cant. Slowly, he lifts it over my head, I cant stop him. He moves my hands to the base of his top, making my hands lift it off. He barely removes his lips from the sweet spot as he undresses us. With each item of clothing being removed I become more nervous.

"Are you ready to go all the way?" He moans in my ear. He quickly cuts off my reaction by continuing, "good, because we are baby."

I try to keep calm or I could become more purple than peach. He kisses down my neck, all the way down past my chest. I shake, whether in anticipation or that he is continuously hitting my sweet spot is unknown. We are both left in our underwear and I become less keen in keeping him happy. He undoes my bra and I decide more against the idea of me having sex with Kurt. I can barely kiss a boy that I like, why should he be any different? Oh wait, because he has the power to knock me out in one punch? I notice my bra fly across the room and I gulp. Im not letting him go that far.

Pov One

I sit outside the room where Kurt is with the girl. I sit with someone who goes by the name "Two".

"Is she doing it voluntarily?" I whisper.

"Dont think so? It seems more hesitant at the moment." Two replies.

I hear a sudden whisper that stops the noise. A slapping sound and then a bit of shouting continues.

"You got me hard, you have to finish off or Ill ruin your life!" Kurt shouts.

I turn to Two. We share a look before I press my head against the door again. Theres a lot of shouting and moaning and the odd scream. I can guess what is happening, I just hope that the girl survives. Two gives me a distraught look as he hears cries of pain and sobs emerge from the room. I shake my head. Rape is not the answer. I hear Kurt shouting the name Casey and I guess that is the poor girls name. After a few minutes of screaming, moaning and crying, they both shout I guess they are done.

I compose myself as we both stand further down the hall, walking past slowly. Kurt sticks his head through the door and points at us. He tells us to get the girl presentable and ready and in his bed in ten minutes. We share a look before rushing into the room as he leaves. I am careful not to touch him, last time I made skin contact he knocked me out completely.

We walk into the room. The girl is staggering around the room. She has managed to get into her old underwear and is holding a ripped up dress. She gives us a look before collapsing onto the floor in a pile. She shakes as she cries and I walk over to her. I kneel down besides her and place my hand on her back, making her flinch.

"Casey, right?" I whisper.

She looks up at me, ashamed and red eyed.

"Lets get you cleaned up. Do you need help standing?"