The Great Escape

14

I woke up to a bright light in my eyes. My entire body hurts. Especially my legs and back. And my ass.
Oh Jamie. That's what happened.
"Mark?!" I called out and immediately regretted it because my voice hurts. But he came running into the room holding Anna.
"Mark?" I sat up.
"No. It's Dark." He replied grimly.
"Where's Mark?" I asked, worried.
"He ran off in the middle of the night. Here, take her." He walked over to my side of the bed and handed Anna to me. She closed her eyes and sucked on her pacifier.
"Can you call Anti?" Dark asked.
"Can't you? I'm so tired." I said hoarsely. Not another word was traded between us as Anti spawned a the end of the bed.
"It's about fookin time." The demon growled in a deeper accent.
"Where's Mark?" I sat up all the way and laid my back on the pillows with a wimper.
"You ok?" Dark asked.
"Ya, ya." I pulled the blanket up on me and Anna.
"Mark's almost here. He's a few seconds away."
"Ok." I rolled over on my side, my back towards Dark and wrapped my arm around Anna.
"Te fook is that?!" Anti exclaimed.
"You weren't with him?" Dark shouted angrily.
"Please stop, I gotta headache." I begged. Dark sighed and grabbed Anti's hand, speeding out of the room.
Anna opened her eyes sleepily and smiled, grabbing for me. I reached over and grabbed a stuffed animal from her crib and gave it to her with a kiss. Then she fell asleep again.
I got out of bed and grabbed a random shirt from the messy floor, slipping it on.
Mark came running in the room.
"Jack! Jack thank God your ok!" He squeezed me tight.
"Ow!" He touched the wounds on my back.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry." He moved his hands lower while still hugging me.
The hug lasted awhile until Mark pulled back and looked at me. He looked into my eyes and kissed me gently. My hands moved themselves to his shoulders of their own accord and around his neck.
"You really need to rest." He murmured into my lips.
"I don't want to." I said back.
"Your going to." He picked me up set me on the edge of the bed. Then he moved Anna into her crib.
Mark came back to me and pushed me down on the bed, laying on top of me. He straddled me while giving me more hickeys upon the bruises that Jamie gave me yesterday. Jamie.
"Stop." I said weakly, pushing Mark away.
"Did I hurt you?" He said worriedly and quickly got off.
"No. I just-... I'm not in the mood." I frowned.
"Jack." He laid on the bed and patted his stomach. I got the message and laid down on him. He pulled my legs up so that I was straddling him.
"Can you tell me what happened?" Mark asked gently.
"Ya. I remember..."

I remember leaving Anna to play on the bedroom floor while I went to the bathroom real quick.
As I finished up, I saw Jamie behind me holding a knife. Before I could react, he slashed it across my back. I fell to the floor on my hands and knees. He took the opportunity to shove the knife into my thigh.
I traced the stitches on my leg.
And then he knocked me out.
When I woke up, my arms were tied to a bed. The room smelled of cigarettes and alcohol.
Jamie turned around to face me from the mini fridge.
"What the hell are you doing?! Let me go!" I pulled on the restraints and found my legs were lose.
"Oh look who's awake. Are you done screaming like a fucking pussy?" Jamie said.
I whined as the rope chafed my arms. Tears pricked my eyes and my breathing became heavy. I couldn't do anything. I'd lost a lot of blood already.
He crawled in between my legs he had forced open.
"Stop!" I shouted and flailed my legs. He gripped my ankles hard until I stopped moving. Then he laid on top of me and got really close to my ear and whispered.
"If you keep resisting, I'm gonna fuck you to death." I didn't know if that was possible but I didn't want to find out. Then he took my pants and boxers off.
"No please! Stop!" I begged. He growled and dug his fingers into my hips, pushing my skin against my bones and making me whine.
"Your gonna be a good boy, right?"
I didn't say anything but I simply nodded. Tears were streaked down my face.
He unzipped his pants and out popped his average sized dick.
"Good boys don't need prep." He sneered. Then he pulled my legs over his shoulders. Tracing the marks he left on my legs, without warning he pushed his dick in. Although it wasn't long, it was thick.
He pushed into me slowly, making the stretch feel worse. I gritted my teeth as my tears flooded my face.
Then Jamie pulled back out and went back in slowly. After 15 times maybe, he starting going faster, purposely avoiding my prostate so that I would only feel pain.
He cummed in me again and again. I could a mix of cum and blood dripping down my legs.
By then I'd lost too much blood an I passed out, waking up here.

"Oh my God. Jack I'm so sorry I wasn't here for you."
"It's ok." I sniffled.
"No it's not! Do you wanna know where I went last night? I got a gun. I got a fucking gun!"
"Why?" I sat up, still straddling him.
"So this will never happen again." Mark sat up too and placed his hand on my back gently.
"It'll be ok." I told him...