Saving Rya

Meeting Alander

Skipping across the pristine footpath, my feet click against the cold stone. The light from the street lamp flickers on and off in a pattern that makes the light glitter in my sore eyes.

I blink rapidly trying to avoid the bright light as black spots appear in my vision. I stop at the corner of Landon street and Resin place crouching down to the ground to keep from fainting. My red uniform skirt flutters gently in the light wind rippling in unison with my blonde hair.

I scrunch my eyes tightly and tears of pain start to tear across my skin from Raddy's whip this morning. I stay there for a couple of minutes trying to breathe the air through my nose and out through my mouth waiting for the black dots to fade out of my vision and my dizziness to subside.

I get up slowly as the pain starts to go away, as I'm doing this a man walks past, his gaze straight forward not looking anywhere else but his destination. I stand up fully and realise too late I am in his way. He steps forward and trips me over without realising.

My eyes start to tear as I fall to the ground straight on my bottom. Hiccups take over and I start to cry more as the tears stream down my face making my mascara run down in rivulets of black.

He stops, then looks down at me and realises what he's done. He looks ashamed and walks over quickly to make sure I'm ok. I look up when I see work boots standing in front on my hands. I look up to see a guilty man looking down at my form.

He bends down to my height crouching gently to the concrete underneath us. His green eyes are kind and caring as he looks over my shallow injuries. His eyes cast over my scraped palms and he lifts them both up in front of him.

"Sweetie, are you ok", he coos to me gently in a soft voice. I shake my head sadly and tears of sadness run down my face even more. I know I shouldn't trust this man but I do as he looks down to me.

"Sssh little one, its ok, I've got you". He hushes into my ear. He lifts me up and gently rocks me from side to side. My eyes are starting to grow heavy with tiredness but I fight it strongly.

"Can I hop down please sir". I ask softly with a sigh. "I need to go home now". He nods sadly and places me down on the concrete. The strength of his muscles astound me as he can lift me up without any struggle.

"Thankyou sir". I whisper and leave walking down the street to my house slowly as the blood drips off my scraped palms onto the ground underneath. I unlock the front door with a spare key I keep in my skirt pocket and walk into the quiet house.

Nobody is home yet as it is only 4 pm so I go to the bathroom straight away. My eyes take in my rumpled form so I quickly decide to have a warm shower.

Walking into my small bedroom, I grab a change of clothes. It consists of a purple shirt with a luminosity saying on it and a pair of skinny jeans.

Before getting in to the shower, I use a couple of wipes to clear the makeup off my face. Once done I grab a towel from the linen cupboard and walk into the bathroom. I undress quickly.

I hop into the shower and get straight into cleaning my wounds. My palms have stopped bleeding now but they have embedded stones stuck in the scrapes from the fall. I gently rinse my cuts and remove all the stones from the palms.

Once done, I quickly grab my strawberry body wash and clean my body then I rinse and turn the shower off. Once towel dried, I put my dirty clothes out to the wash and go to the kitchen.

With a height of only 4.5 feet I can barely reach the cupboard for the dish I have to make for tea. I climb onto the bench and kneel down grabbing the pasta from the cupboard.

Once grabbed I put it on boil and make the cheesy sauce for on top.
Once both sauce and pasta is done I add ham and onions mix it together in a oven proof dish and put it in the oven.

A slam takes me out of my daydream and I wince as the sound of work boots thud loudly on the floor. "Rya are you home"?

I don't answer and stay still my throat choked up with fear for what is about to come. I try to speak but only a small squeak seems to come out. I try again until I am able to stutter a small "y-yes s s-sir" in reply.

He hates it if I don't answer. His footsteps come in the kitchen where I am still standing. He looks at me mockingly and walks right up to my face and sneers down at my trembling figure.

He is dressed in a light blue dress shirt with a black tie balancing in between his collar. His pants are tightly blended to his firm thighs making him look hot. Hot is not a word I would use to describe him though.

His brown hair is slicked back lightly with a hint of gel but it has been tossed in the light wind outside. His gold watch glints lightly from his left hand as he stares at me with a nasty smirk.

**SEXUAL SCENE-RAPE DO NOT READ IF TRIGGERED EASILY.!!
YOU WILL NOT MISS MUCH BY NOT READING IT. IT JUST ADDS TO STORY PLOT!!
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His tanned wrist grabs my elbow and drags my frail body out of the warm kitchen and up the stairs. We carry on walking until we end up outside their room. His eyes greedily drink my terror in as he continues to pull me in to the room.

We stop at their queen size bed and I am roughly thrown onto the soft duvet. He puts both of my wrists in one hand and holds it above my head. Smiling he holds my waist with his legs straddling my small body. He leans in deviously and connects his lips to mine.

Even though this is not the first time he has raped me I still try to buck him off. I know it won't help but the terror is too much to bear and I am starting to have a panic attack.

His lips suck mine for awhile then he bites my lower lip digging his sharp teeth in. Struggling I try to get him off but all I accomplish is him biting even harder drawing rich blood from them.

He licks my lips then sticks his tongue in drawing in a deep breathe he explores my small mouth.

He slowly trails a hand down the side of my body causing trembles to shake my frame. While still kissing me he pulls my skinny jeans down my legs and starts to rub my pussy with his finger. I begin to feel wet and he stops before taking my T-shirt off my body.

His eyes travel down to my breasts before lusciously sucking on them while getting his tight jeans off his own body. He then pulls his briefs off and his large length bobs out.

I shudder in disgust as he pulls my panties off and pushes himself in and out til he pulls my head down to his dick. I am forced to give him a blow job and shudder finally finished after having sex.

Once all my clothes are back on I am allowed to leave as my punishment for two times is over once this morning and once tonight.

**Sexual scene over you can carry on reading now to those that need to know. Enjoy!!

I dish and serve tea once the other people are home then go to bed to try and survive another day of hell.

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry about the sexual scene I had to add it for the story to evolve and form. Hope you enjoyed meeting the stranger. I will carry on adding her age and all that as the story goes on. Also the reason she cried was it was her last straw when the stranger knocked her down by accident and she lost it. That was not a little scene he just knew it would calm her down cos he does that for children and teenagers when they are hurt.