Viktor x Yuri

Is It Okay To Hurt Me? Ch.2

I just want to say this! My computer was having problems and it wasn't posting my chapters, so I decided to take my other chapters and add them onto this one so people can read it. I apologize in advance! I might be able to fix things later, but if I do, I will add a note!

Yuri's P.O.V.

   My eyes flutter open when I awake to the sound that I can't comprehend at first. I slowly begin to wake up and I remember that I am still on the wooden table. I realize that the sound I heard was the front door slamming open, and hitting the wall. Then I hear some type of glass shatter on the floor, right before my Father yelled my name. "YUUUUURI! Come heeeerrrree!" I begin to stand up, forgetting that I have huge gashes in my back, and I instantly fall onto my knees. "Come here Yuri! NOW! I have a surprise for you!" He says strictly at first, but then softens his tone of voice. I slowly stand up and walk over to him. I look up at his face and I see a creepy smile, it sends shutters down my spine. I have no clue what he wants, but I know for a fact that it isn't good. "Yuri...turn around...now!" He speaks as if he is waiting for something, I don't now what it is, but I don't want to get in trouble so I do as he says. I feel his hand slowly creep onto my lower back and land on my pants. They rest there for a moment, and I stand there confused in what he is going to surprise me with.
   All the sudden I feel his hand quickly grab my pants and pull them down. My underwear was showing and I felt something hard push up against my ass. He pushed his body against my back and licked my ear. He slowly whispered to me, "Yuri, I think you are going to love this surprise, it is going to make you feel really good~!" I can feel is hot breath on my neck, and I smell something. It smells like....alcohol? Is he...drunk? He must be, that is why he is acting so weird. I feel his hard thing grind against my ass, it feels really weird. Then he gets off me and moves his hands down to my front. I feel him grab my dick over my underwear, and he moves his hands up and down slowly. He pulls my underwear down from behind, and pushes his dick up against me.
   "Please no...Stop, don't do this! I don't want this!" I plead, hopping that he will stop what he is doing and go to bed.
   "Excuse me? You don't get to say no! I own you! You're my property! I can do what I want with you!" He furiously yells at me. Right after he is done talking he shoves his dick inside me, without warning! He thrusts it in and out really fast, not even giving me a chance to get use to his size. It hurt like hell, I would rather have been beat. He was grasping my hips so tight that I knew there would be bruises there in the morning. I put my hands on the wall, hopping to be able to keep some balance and not fall over.
  "It.. hurts...Father! Please! AHH! Don't do this! NO!" As I was speaking be began to hit my back. The gashes were opening even more, and he made them burn with his harsh hits. I looked down and saw blood on the floor, not only from my cuts, but from what he was doing to my backside too. It hurt worse than anything I have ever experienced! I began to scream, at the top of my lungs. Louder than I have ever done before, I thought that I already dealt with the worst pain I could think of, but no. This was way worse. This was the ultimate pain, this was the lat straw. I screamed louder and louder. Screeching for help. It would have broken hearts, but the pain in others eyes would never be able to even look equal to the pain that I felt. I begged for him to stop, but I couldn't do anything. It was forced, and I could do nothing to stop it. More than that.....who would stop it? If I can't, and the thought will never even cross fathers mind, then how will I be saved? How can I be saved from this torture? Is...this normal? Is this how it is supposed to go? It must...this must be how everyone does it right! No one likes it maybe...or i'm just an outcast? They all love it, it feels good to them. I'm the wrong one, I'm the messed up one. Fathers must always do this to their sons, it must be like that. It must.
   I felt a warm substance in my stomach, then I felt father pull his thing out of my ass. It burned...I must really be in hell. My whole body felt like it was on fire, it was so painful. When will it stop? When will I get better? I thought once he was done then it would go away? What did he do to me? My body gave out and I fell to the floor. The liquid seeped out of me, it slowly burned every part of my bottom. Blood was coming from my back and my butt. I lay on the floor and cry. The pain was so bad that the screaming was impossible to stop. My throat felt scratched up and my breathing was very slow.
   "This is what happens to kids who don't deserve to live. You are pointless, why don't you go and die? So then I won't have to take care of you. You useless piece of shit." He kicks me in the side and I fall into a shard of glass. It cuts open my arm and it instantly begins to bleed. I pull the glass out of my arm and wince at the pain. He leaves the house and slams the door in my face. I lay there in the most pain that I have ever experienced and cry. I cry until I have no more tears left. It hurts to cry, but it hurts more to lay in silence.