Chapter 6

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CHAPTER 6

He stood by the door and nodded slightly at the woman who was now my Cowife, and she rose from the bed. Soon it was just me and him and what fate had in store for me. He moved towards me without a second's hesitation with his hands held out. I on the other hand scampered to a corner in the room but there wasn't enough distance between us as he finally grabbed me. I opened my mouth to scream and he gagged me with one of his large hands, then he pushed me roughly to the bed. 

"I can see you are going to be a difficult one." He said with an ugly sneer on his face, then he walked out. 

I let out a long sigh, relieved that he had given up on me. I sat rigidly on the hard bed and pulled my dress tighter around my small frame to try and conceal myself completely. My short lived solace was interrupted by his reentry, this time with the four men that I was now too familiar with. I was gripped by blinding fear as he nodded to them and they moved in unison towards the bed I was sitted on. One of them proceeded to tie a very smelly piece of clothing over my mouth as the others held my hands and legs. They then sprawled me on the bed. I could feel the tears flowing as I realized my helplessness yet again. And for the hundredth time I cursed my step mother bitterly. My 'husband'  climbed over me and tore the dress I was wearing with one swift move. Feeling exposed, I writhed and whimpered as I tried to break loose from their hold, or at least to cover my nakedness. It proved futile. He then stood at the edge of the bed watching me, with a triumphant smile spread across his face. 

He then took his clothes off slowly, enjoying the look of anguish on my face, and clambered onto the bed and over me. I wriggled with renewed vigor as I smelled his alcohol laden breath on my face and felt his distended stomach on my body. I felt something else too, prodding against my thigh. Muffled noises came from deep within my throat as my captors tightened their hold on me. Strength failed me and my fighting spirit started to die within me, there was nothing I could do to stop this inhuman act. I cried in bitterness and frustration even as he positioned his member directly on my exposed nakednes. I simply wanted to die. 

"Sorry to intrude my lord, "

It was his wife, she had entered without even knocking.

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