Warning sexual context
Explicit languageMariah's POV
I heard the door reopens a few minutes after Wy'Aut and Jacob had left and to my surprise it was the last person that I wanted to see. It was Uncle Denzel.
"My poor niece, what happened to you."
When he said that I got angry but I didn't want to respond. I wanted to try my best to make his visit quick. Maybe if he couldn't hear me talk or if I pretend not to notice him he would leave. At least I hoped so.
"Are you mad at me? Was it for touching you in an inappropriate manner? Or have you just lost your voice. The doctor told me your arms were cut but that wouldn't haven't you speechless. Or is it my presence."
"Ahh I understand. You are overwhelmed with joy seeing your favorite uncle here. It's okay baby, Uncle Denzel is here to make you feel better."
He started to rub his hand against my thigh from under my gown. How sick can one man be? Even in the hospital he still throws himself on me. Though we are in the room alone I would expect him not to act in this way but he just wouldn't let me be.
"Speak to me baby. Why aren't you saying anything?"
U...un...uncle Denzel...
"Yes my love?"
Can you please not.. I could barely move my arms. Touching me in here is even more uncomfortable than at home.
"Hmm? But that's the whole idea of visiting you darling. I'm used to you fighting back, well at least trying but with you like this I can do as I please. And the best part about it is you're already naked under that gown. Am I right?"
What is this guy's problem? I want to scream out before he can do anything but it's painful just to talk the way I did. But I still got to try. I don't need him doing this to me right now, not anymore.
He..he...hel.. help me! I tried my best to scream but I just couldn't. When I would talk as loud as I could on the bed it was as if I was only whispering with a little heavy base in my voice.
"Why would you try and call for help? Do you not know that this room is at the far back of the hospital? And the closest room to this one is still down the hall. You're in the room way at the back because even the people in the hospital don't care what happen to you. Calling for help won't work. Maybe if you could have stand up and get to the hall. But you can't."
My eyes widened. I was alone with this monster. His hand rubbed up in my thighs as he started to rub up higher. He hand was quickly on my vagina. He started to play with it. His hands were so cold and have a touch was just unnecessary. You would think in a hospital he would act accordingly.
Please Uncle Denzel I begged out to him, "do not do this."
"Why should I listen to you when my dick misses your insides. It's been so long since I was inside of you. I mean it's only been a couple of hours but that's long in dick life."
He then got on top of me on the bed and raised my gown over my stomach. He was then staring at my pride. He started to rub his thumb inside of my coochie again. I tried to make him stop but when his cock pressed against my clit I knew he was serious about raping me.
His pushed his cock inside of me and I said fuck under my breath. Though I hated being forced, as soon as he would get in me I was turned on. At my age it's hard to understand if this was pleasure or manipulation.
He held onto my waist and made me bounce while laying on my back. Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad? Why am I pleased but at the same time don't want it to happen? Is it rape when I say it like that? Or am I just playing hard to get? No don't think like that Mariah, it is rape.
Every time he asked if I liked how it felt though I wanted to say no I would moan yes and don't stop. This was by far the best he had ever fucked me. My insides were being punished but it felt more like a reward. To be honest as it happened I started to day dream about Wy'Aut. I could see him fucking me in the hospital only thing I would really want that. I wouldn't stop him or tell h no because my pussy misses his dick. I miss grabbing into his skin. I miss responding when he asked who is daddy.
As my uncle continued to fuck me my mind continued to run on Wy'Aut. Why couldn't it be him fucking me like this? It's sick of me to want to have sex on the hospital bed with Wy'Aut but since I'm being forced and can't control it maybe it should happen. At least I wish it would.
My uncle started to moan.
"I feel the rumble uh uh yeah shit it's coming. I'm going to cuuuuuum."
He nutted in me. He then laid flat on me and whispered in my ears. "You enjoyed that didn't you slut? You didn't fight back, you even moaned. I guess I did it right for once. I want to go again but your mother is home alone waiting for me. I'll fuck her just the way I did you. Then I'll be back. I promise. I'll fuck you again in here."
As he started to leave I looked at my arm that was already in pain, I didn't realized that it started to bleed while he fucked me. My adrenaline must have made me not feel it. My eyes began to water. Why am I thinking like this? I was raped again. I need to call for help. I lifted up my body so that I was sitting up. I got my phone from off the stand next to me.
"Siri call Wy'Aut", I said.
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Toxic love
SpiritualThis is a story about toxic love. I can't put much information About it because it would spoil the story but I hope the people reading will enjoy it. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Explicit language Self harm Drug abuse Strong sexual content Heavy depression Before...