Angel In The Club

CHAPTER 36

Britney's hands were bounded above her head with the body builder's belt and attached to one of the grooves in the wooden frame of the bed. When it was firmly in place he then went on to trail kisses down the column of her neck and down the valley of my breasts. He started acting more frantically seeming to pick up his slow pace as he tugged hard on the neckline of my sequin dress she had on causing the fabric protest against the brutal force.

He then lifted the bottom of the dress revealing my exposed legs that presently resembled that of a bear's. The room was warm and stuffy and she could feel the sweat gathering in droplets on my damp skin. The man hoisted the fabric above my head covering my eyes completely so she could not see anything.

"Please take this belt off my hands. I don't feel comfortable being tied up like this."

She said feeling perplexed and defensive. It was the kind of situation that put you on high alert and caused your blood pressure to skyrocket.

"I don't care what you want and don't want. I'm paying to have a good time so shut up and let me do my thing."

He said sounding like a cocky ass. He started to pull down my panties down the length of my legs. She felt my heart starting to beat out of my chest. The only other person she have had sex with was Jareth. She was new to this situation as it already was and didn't even have time to process my feelings about what they did properly. My train of thought is momentarily interrupted by the familiar ping of my cell phone in my clutch on the small table.

"Can I get that? It must be my mother."

"Nope, I'm in the middle of something right now."

"But she's going to worry if I don't answer. She hasn't heard from me in a while." The phone stops ringing.

She is caught off guard when she feels a trickle of hair brushing my inner thighs and then a cool breeze out of no where makes contact with my warm skin. Her foot kicks up reflexively and she feels it connect with bones and a loud agonized scream ensues shortly after.

"You idiot you made me bite my tongue, Your going to pay for this!" He said screaming out in pain.

She heard him spit in the small bin at the door and he then abruptly flips me onto my belly. Before she can react or apologize my bare cheeks are met with the hard, leather of his belt and a firm slap which she know is apt to leave a nasty scar. She cried out in agony, the pain shooting through my legs and making them instantly feel weak. She bite my lips in anticipation as the other hit is as forceful as the next or even more.

"Stop it! please stop it!"

She heard herself screaming, the words slipping out my lips.

The only response to my pleas,are even more slaps harder and harder growing in intensity with each blow. Britney started going in and out of consciousness. Her legs gave out and he set them back up in a kneeling position as he kept at it relentlessly. Tears began to collect in her eyes and wetting the fabric that covered her face.

It seemed to go on for a lifetime. She braced myself for another blow and he then finally stopped. She slumped down in the bed my limbs felt weak and she was crippled with pain. Her peaches were extremely sore and numb at this time and she was unable to feel it at all .

"You see what you caused me to do to you?" He said rubbing his hand against swollen skin.

"Just go to hell, I'm ready to go now are you finished with all this kinky shit?"

"Actually that shanking was just the beginning of it."

He then hauled her onto my back while her bounded hands painfully stayed above her head.

The man started to undo his pants. He took it off and discarded it on the floor. He was naked from his stomach down. My body felt feverish and hot and she felt like she would either puke or pass out, whichever came first. It was at that moment that she remembered what Amanda had told me about what she should do when she was in situations like this.

The small table was more than arms length from where she lay down. Dhe was relieved when he wondered into the bathroom giving me an opportunity. She started scooting myself along the edge of the bed like a worm, trying to make it closer to the table. She was almost there, just a couple of inches left to the close gap. My finger tips grazed the smooth mahogany and just when she was inching closer to where she suspect the small button was located she was surprised by a gruff voice.

"Seriously, you think that they actually respond to that. What are you doing?" They don't care about you. You guys are whores. They don't care if you die."

"You know about this?"

"Yup, it is not my first rodeo. Other girls have tried it and it didn't help them in the past, why would it be different for you?"

He started to slowly climb on the bed like a lion hot on the heels of grazing antelope.

"You look so sexy tied up like this, completely open and bare for me to do whatever I want."

The predator said while rubbing my head soothingly and then abruptly he tightened his grip in my hair. My scalp prickled with a sharp, potent pain. She bit her lip trying to stifle the scream that was building in my throat. She thrashed and wiggled her feet around but to no avail as he pressed down her thighs preventing any movement.

"Your hurting me." She managed to squeaked out.

"That's the plan. I am going to teach you a lesson." He said bending down on the floor for something.

When gets back up he is holding a striped tie. He yanks my head up roughly and places the tie over my mouth, gagging her.

"If you thought that was painful, I have something else planned for you." He said while he finished tightening the knot around her head.

He laced his fingers around her throat and started squeezing and now more than ever she was totally defensively against the attack. She was in a bad situation and shewasn't sure she would make it out alive this time.

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