Chapter Four

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Oooh, fun! That sounds interesting. o.o Hehehe. I'm sorry I'm talking so much, I just like talking. Anyways, if you like this story, please recommend it to other people. I'm only getting a few reads. :-(  I'll shut up now, but please please please vote and comment!

Bye, Ellie

I whimpered and leapt off the bed, terrified of what he might do. I backed away quickly, trying to avoid him. He followed me, stalking my movements, backing me into a corner. I dived to the side and ran, trying to get to the door. He chased me and tackled me to the ground, turning at the last second so he hit the floor instead of me. I kicked at him, crying out for help. He pulled me to my feet, breathing heavily, and threw me on the bed. He tied my feet to the end of the bed and tied my hands to the top of the bed. I struggled as he stripped. He climbed on top of me, aiming his junk at my face. I turned away, disgusted. I screamed "Help!!" and received a sharp slap to the face. "You're a crazy abusive asshole!" I screamed again. He turned me to face him again and I started crying. He whispered "Just relax, kitten. You'll be ok. Just open your mouth.Be a good girl." I whimpered and turned away again. He turned me to face him again and pried my mouth open, thrusting into my mouth. I whimpered again and he moaned. He started fucking my mouth, making me gag. He looked down at me, biting his lip. "Fuck, kitten!" He pulled out of my mouth and came all over my face, squirting hot sticky wetness all over me. I sobbed and said "You creepy rapist fuck! This is disgusting! I hate you and I hope you burn in the depths of hell! You deserve to deserve to die!" He stood and walked to a different door, opening it and disappearing inside. He came back with a washcloth. He gently wiped the cum off my face, then balled up the cloth and crammed it in my mouth. I choked, disgusted, trying to spit it out, struggling to get my hands free. I whimpered and pulled on the strings. He stroked my face as tears poured from my eyes. He moved to stroke my hair, smiling at me. He bent to lick a stripe up my neck. I struggled again, and turned, biting his neck angrily. He swore and slapped me. He grinned and looked me in the eyes. "Baby, you can try to get away all you want." He laughed.

"But you're mine now."

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