The Scarred Coincidence

Continued

There were five guys that werent braden started calling me the same names that braden call me.

"Whore."

"Slut."

"Pussy."

"Yes please."

Braden walked into the room the agriest hes ever been.

"Your gonna get the worst punishment ever and were all gonna join in. Bitch."

Braden picked me up and threw me as hard as he can back on the floor. I whipered at the fact that my ribs were broken. I held onto them for my dear life. The six men were talking and laughing easilly.

I broke down, with tears spilling out of my eyes. Im slowly losing my mind. Im pathetic. Alone Lost. Only breathing not living. I am mentally broken. 

Soon all eyes were on me. A glint of evil in all of them. Soon they started stalking towards me. I was so scared i pulled my legs into my chest crying even harder from the pain in my chest. All of the sudden they started puncing and kicking me in places you never wanted to be punched. Braden was siting on the bed and watching with a evil smirk on.  One guy who smelled like mint punched me in the stomach repeadly. He turned to braden and asked him something. Braden refused to answer but somehoe the strange guy knew exactly what he was gonna say. The other guys backed away as he strode towards me. Everytime he'd take a step towards me i would take two steps back.

My back hit a cold hard suface, the back wall. With the silver still on my hands i couldnt get away even though i wanted to. He pushed his way towards me, chest against chest. My heart was beating rapidly, to the point where i couldnt breathe. He grabbed the silver chain on my wrist pulling above my head causing me to scream. It hurt so fucking bad. He grabbed the scissors from the desk and threatened me with it causing me to whiper lightly. He cut down my shirt leaving me exsposed. I sighed, tired of all this bullshit.

Braden ordered me to walk over to him. Why, i thought he was enjoying the new premire. 

He put his feet over the bed so i could sit.

"Sit." He said with a little annoyance in his voice.

"No. Im not some dog you cant order me around just for your slutty arousal." I said with anger and sadness laced in my voice cracking a little bit.

He grabbed me by the chains and pulled me close causing me to yelp at the pain and the anger in his face. His hot breath fanned my neck making me shiver. He pulled me over his knees and said, "Dont you ever talk to me again especially in that tone of voice girl." I could tell he was trying to keep his anger in. While the other guys started whispering amung themselves the sun of a asshole sharted slapping my ass causing me to yelp and every slap. He slapped me about ten times more making red bruises form. He pulled me up and threw me onto the bed. Hungrily all of the guys started to approach me. I backed into the wooden head board and hit my head. One of the guys rushed towards me and grabbed my wrist and pulling them over my head. I winched at the pain and a tear slipped out of my eye. Two of the guys each grabbed one of my legs and spread them out. With me trying to stop them pulling my legs they had to use such force and harshness to spread them. One of the guys pulling my llegs apart gripped my hair back and as soon as it happened i was in shock. A different guy thrust into me. I cried at the pain and force he was using. 

I begged them over and over to stop but they just laughed and switched guys. Once the first guy got his fill he switched out causing me to relax. That all went away when the second guy thrust into me with alot more force. The first guy who got his fill started groping my boobs and rubbing his clammy dick onto them. He them shuved his dick into my mouth cusing me to gag.

I absolutly hate this.