twist of time (18+)

Seventeen

I stirred, I tried to move but my whole body didn't even listen. Both of my breasts felt tender, and both of the holes so sore and I feel a bit of scratch inside me.

I hate them.

I hate them so much!

All men are the same. They just want my body.

But why I want that?

Why I want that so much?

Why I need that?

Why am I enjoying that?

Why?

Why ?

WHY!

I'm so stupid.

I'm a very bad girl.

Bad girl.

I hate myself.

I hate myself!

I deserved this pain.

I deserved this shame, guilt, I deserve this punishment!

A tear rolled down. And another.

I just.. ugly

Ugly and rotten inside.

Ugly girl.

Hell is waiting for me.

Sobs escaped and my body shook as streams of tears went down.

"Babe..." Blake climbed the bed to my side. "Don't cry..."

"Yea it's alright Darl" Alec climbed to another side. "We are here with you"

Both of them hugged me.

You just don't know me.

You all just...

Don't...

Know...

Would never ever know.

My feelings

Torrent of tears shook my body between them.

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Sand, it's sand between my toes! I can't stand sand! And the scent of Lavender.

NO!

NO!

STOP!

STOP!

I DONT WANT IT!

NO!

They didn't listen. They just didn't hear me.

Help!

HELP!

help

help...

I want help....

Two masculine hands framed Mayfae as she awoke, full of tears.

The memory comes again.

I just need more... more ...high.

"Blake..."

He raised his eyebrow, lifted his hand and stroke her loose hair away. "Yea? I'm here Babe"

Trembled and full of tears, May reached his hand and put that to her breast and squeeze it with her hand.

Blake surprised. "Babe, arent you fainted twice? No this is enough!"

"Wha..whats up" Alec stirred behind May. And May took his hand, slipping it inside her slit from behind, and she moved it around. "Whoa ..." His voice hoarse. "What is this?"

Blake took her hand away.

"No stop"

But she pushed him hard on the bed, her trembling hand opened his pants as she fights with her ragged breath and stopped several times to catch her breath. Too surprised to even stop her, Blake just watched as she pulled down both his pants and boxer, and his member jumped up.

Still crying, she stumbled forward to his arm, too tired, yet, she crept down and pulled her own pants to her knee and eased herself, slipping him inside her and she moved.

"Ah"

"Ah"

She gasped.

"No... ah... stop... this is not... right" Blake trying to stop her but all of the sudden she paced herself.

"Okay Babe...  if... you... really want this"Blake's words shortened, and his judgment clouded by his own lust. He pulled her down, pinned her, lifted her thigh, and moved so fast and hard between them until she screamed and slumped.

"Yea.. that's.. enough isn't it?" Blake pulled himself out and tried to calm his ragged breath. He didn't enjoy it.

Alec gaped as he watched the whole thing. "What was that?" He said.

Blake sighed. "It happened during our first date too. It's like she tried to rape herself."

Alec frowned. "You mean like, fantasy rape play?"

"No I mean exactly like that. She was crying when she masturbated with my hand. And I just thought it was a girl thing. But now I remember that no other girl acts like this when they had sex with me. Sometimes one of them cried afterward, if it was the first times, or if they are upset. But not like this. No one cries and forcing herself to have sex at the same times. She was not enjoying herself.  She practically forced it on her. Like she raped herself." Blake put his pants and boxer on.

"Dude, that so messed up" Alec gaped.

"Yea. Something definitely wrong. Very wrong" Blake looked down to May who passed out for the third time.

"What should we do?" Alec wondered as he wiped her sweat with his hand. "She's a girl with so much trouble"

"I wish I know what to do. But for now, let's get out. She might force herself again"

"Yea, we should. It would be fun though."

Blake glared, and Alec lifted his hands. "Joking pal, I was only joking!"

"It's totally not fun. I don't enjoy raping people." Blake raked his hair.