For weeks my uncle tortured and abused me in any way possible. I never did him any sexual favors and for that, I was beaten or punished in other ways. I never thought I would escape him, I thought I would be stuck with him forever. One day he actually left me tied to his bed wearing absolutely nothing and starving. I was there for two days all alone with no way of escape.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" was the sound I made as my uncle doused me with ice cold water when he returned the next day. I was standing facing a wall with my hands chained high above my head. I was still naked too, with nothing but a necklace around my neck.
"Good morning lovely." He said as he shut off the water hose. I didn't answer him as water dripped from my hair and onto my back. "Damn I've always loved looking at you when your body is dripping wet."
"Why are you doing this?" I cried. "I'm your niece Eric!"
He laughed and dropped the water hose. "My niece? Oh no no no dear….only by a piece of paper."
I looked over my shoulder at him, "What are you talking about?"
"Come on Carmen, don't tell me you never saw the difference between me and my sisters?" he said as he walked up behind me. "I barely resemble my so called sisters…"
"Just because you don't look like them doesn't mean you're not family!" I cried.
He shook his head, "No. According to the adoption papers I found, they are not my family. They were just forced to deal with me because their parents left them no choice."
I shrieked when he grabbed the back of my head and yanked my head backwards, "Stop please!"
"I'll stop when I get what I want from you Carmen. I have no shame since you are technically not my niece." He said.
"P-Please just let me go. I won't say a word I swear!"
He laughed, "Oh I know you won't say a word…I plan to make certain that you won't."
My eyes widened in fear before he pushed my head against the wall in front of me. I was dazed by the blow, my legs went limp, and then he unchained me from the ceiling. I was scooped up over his shoulder and carried back to the room he kept me in the night before. I wasn't certain of how, but I knew I could escape his madness. I had the skills to put a man to sleep without actually knocking him out physically.
When we got back to the room, he sat me down on the bed and then went to shut the door. I bit my bottom lip and smirked at him. "You know, I really do like it when you're rough with me…I can't fight my desire anymore…"
He looked at me as if I was lying and then backhanded me across the face. I fell back onto the bed, laughing like a woman who loved to be beaten.
"Oh yes! Now you've done it…" I said as I sat up and grabbed his pants. He looked at me with a smirk as I unbuttoned his jeans and roughly pulled them and his boxers down to his ankles. I had to brace myself as I took his penis and placed it in my mouth. He groaned as I closed my mouth around it and gently slid my head back and forth. I kept the pace nice and slow, keeping my eyes closed as I thought about Mark.
His penis began to get hard in my mouth, giving me the cue to speed up. Eric tossed his head back and moaned as I worked my magic on him. I wanted to make sure that when he finally orgasm he would go right to sleep. It always worked on Mark so….why not on him?
I moved him to the bed and laid him down so I could finish him off. I squeezed my jaw and moved so fast that his toes began to curl. He grabbed my hair and held me still while he pumped his dick inside of my mouth. Bingo. I knew it wouldn't be much longer before…."Ahhhh!"
His body shook as his warm seed filled my mouth. I held it in my mouth and backed away from him as he caught his breath. It wasn't long after that before he fell asleep. Once he did I got out of bed and ran out of the room, spitting out his disgusting cum. I couldn't believe I had to do that, but hey, it worked and now it was time for me to get out of that place. I found the room where he was staying and grabbed some clothes from his dresser. Lucky for me, he had one of my old jumpsuits in there and a pair of underwear. He also had a passport and money I could use to catch a bus or a plane. Last but not least, there was a set of car keys on his nightstand. I grabbed those and headed out of the cabin, hoping to God that he didn't wake up.
When I got outside, I spotted a red car parked down the trail. I looked over my shoulder once more before taking off down to the car. I had just got to it when I remembered that I had no clue how to get out of this place. I sighed and opened the door, not wanting to waste time thinking about it. I sat the money and the rest of the stuff I needed on the passenger seat and started the car. Judging by how loud the engine was, I feared that my estranged uncle would hear it and come after me.
I put the car in reverse and turned it away from the house. I saw a clear path leading out of the woods and I took the chance. The minute I shifted the car into drive, I heard my uncle's voice from behind me.
"Carmen! You little whore! Bring your ass back here!" he screamed.
I wasted no time slamming my foot on the gas. Within a few short moments I was out on the main road heading away from my uncle and his sick ways. I kept driving until I spotted a sign for the airport. I quickly took the exit feeling joy in my heart for the first time in weeks. All I could think about was my daughter and Mark and what it would be like to see their smiling faces. I only prayed that things hadn't changed and that I hadn't lost my future husband.
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The Family Reunion Part 2
FanfictionCarmen Haystings is back in the sequel to Family Reunion. She wakes up to find herself trapped with someone she knows dearly and is stuck with him. Will Mark be able to find her? Read to find out more!