My Savior Forever (2 page)

“I’m going to mark your body with my
teeth and fuck you so hard you will be begging me for more,” he
laughs deviously. He takes his right hand and moves it down to my
left breast and fondles it. He then squeezes it hard and I yell out
in pain. Then he pinches my nipple again so hard that I scream. His
hand moves down farther putting a finger into my opening. “Stop,
please. Stop!” I yell squirming under him. Apparently, he could
care less about my screaming because next thing I know he is trying
to push his cock into my vagina. Struggling because of my
restrained legs, he put his other hand under my bottom and lifts
me, then thrusts his cock into me.

I had heard that when you lose your
virginity there is a searing pain as your seal is broken but then
it goes away fairly quickly and then you feel pleasure. The pain
has subsided, but what I feel is not pleasure.

He begins slamming his cock into me
over and over and over. The whole bed is moving from his force. I
am still screaming and my teeth are still chattering, but he
continues. He takes his right hand from my breast and slaps my
face, HARD moving my face to the right. Oh, my God that hurt! I
stop screaming and grimace. The left side of my face feels like
it’s on fire. I turn my face straight again and see him smiling at
me. I begin screaming at him again to let me go. He hits me this
time on my cheek. “OWWWWWW,” I scream.

“Stop screaming. I am sick of it,” he
yells at me as he pounds in and out of me.

The left side of my face is throbbing
with pain and my left eye keeps blinking and watering.

He is crushing me with his weight that
I have a hard time breathing. I feel his sweat dripping on my body
and can smell his horrible body odor.

He lets out a loud moan and stops in
mid thrust, looking right into my eyes. I can feel his sperm
invading my core. He’s finally had enough of me. He pulls his now
limp and blood covered penis from my sore and aching body. He gets
up, finding his t-shirt on the floor and cleans himself. He looks
at me, winks, and walks out the door closing it behind him. I begin
to shake uncontrollably from the cold and from the crying for what
I’ve lost. What is going to happen to me now? When he gets his fill
is he going to kill me?

Chapter two

As my head begins to clear, my groggy
brain starts to remember what happened. I was going to go to the
grocery store to get some things and was walking out of the alley.
As I got to the sidewalk a man approached me. He had a smile on his
face and was asking me directions to somewhere. I can’t remember
exactly where. As he was talking, I began looking around to see if
there were other people close by, just in case I needed to scream
but it's late evening and no one seemed to be around.

Then before I knew it, he grabs me
around the waist swinging me around so I am in front of him, my
back to his chest. He covers my mouth with some rag or something
and I start choking with some kind of horrid smell in my nose and
taste in my mouth. I struggle, oh I struggle! But it’s no use. He
is way too strong for me.

The man continues to hold the rag over
my mouth, holding me tight while I try to get away. My brain began
to get groggy and my eyes started blinking rapidly. He started to
half drag me to a waiting car that I hadn’t noticed before, parked
by the curb we were close to. I began to struggle harder knowing
that if he gets me in the car it will be over for me.

He opens the back seat passenger side
door and tried to push me in there from behind. I started getting
so sleepy that I am not sure I can get away from him which I am
sure that was his intent all along. I get one of my arms free and
place it on the side of the car pushing against it to try and stop
him. He lets go of my waist for a split second and grabs my arm
pulling it behind me then quickly his arm goes back around my waist
again. His other hand, with the rag, pushes it harder against my
mouth. I can’t breathe so I have no choice but to inhale as deep as
I can and that was it. That is the last thing I
remember.

~*~*~*~

I must have fallen asleep or passed
out, not sure which at this point. My body is aching and my left
side of my face hurts so badly. I try to open my eyes but only my
right eye will open. Great my left eye is swollen shut. I can’t
hear any noises coming from outside of the bedroom door. I wonder
if he left the house again or is just passed out from the bliss he
had given himself.

It feels like I had been lying here
for hours when I hear a door from the outside slam shut. I can now
hear voices, both men’s voices, yelling at each other, but I can’t
make out what they are saying.

The bedroom door opens so fast it
slams against the wall. There is a very large man standing in the
doorway. He has long black hair that hangs down his chest to almost
his waist. He is scowling at me and shaking his head.

“Damn it Mick, I told you I was to get
her first. What the hell were you thinking? I could shoot you for
this!” He yells at this so called Mick.

“I told you, I was breaking her in for
you, Willie. I was getting her ready for you,” he says, a little
fear in his voice. Willie looks at Mick with another scowl on his
face then he yells, “I told you she was mine first you asshole!
Seriously, sometimes I wonder why the fuck I haven’t killed you
yet. Now, get out of my face and get the hell away!”

Mick backs out of the room and slowly
closes the door. Willie looks at me. His eyes look at my face and
then follows down my body slowly then making their way back up to
my eyes. “He shouldn’t have hit you. He shouldn’t have touched you
except to bring you here. I wanted to be the first to have you, to
hit you, to make you scream in pain,” he growls. His eyes are black
and cold.

He undresses quickly. He is freaking
huge! Not only his arms and his chest but his cock. Oh My God! He
begins to stroke his cock like he is priming himself, looking
straight into my eyes the whole time.

“Why are you doing this? Please let me
go. I won’t say anything to anyone, I swear!!!” I beg.

He just laughs at me, laughing so hard
he bends his head back. Looking back down into my eyes he yells, “I
know you won’t say anything, bitch! It’s hard to speak when you’re
dead.” I gasped and then begin to cry.

Laughing he says, “You can cry, you
can scream all you want, as loud as you want. I don’t give a fuck.
It won’t help you.” He starts to crawl over me. I scream so loud
that I think my voice is starting to leave me. He hits me, again on
the left side of my face. I groan and am now looking to my right. I
decide just to stay there because this way I can’t see him anymore.
Roughly pulling my bottom up with both hands he rams his cock into
me. I am so sore from earlier and his cock is so much bigger than
Mick’s I feel pain searing inside me. He then hits me with his fist
into my left rib cage. I scream out in pain. “Bitch you need to
move with me. Give me a good fuck! I will bleed you if you don’t.
Do it!” He screams at me.

I try to move my body a little, but I
am in so much pain I can barely move. He hits me again in the same
place. I flinch and scream out again.

“Move damn you!” He
screams.

Sharp pain is piercing my side, like a
knife is being repeatedly pushed into it. I move up against him as
he keeps ramming his cock into me. I still can’t move much. He hits
me again. “Damn it, bitch! Come on, you can do better than that!” I
suck up the pain and start moving with him. Not as much as he is
but more than I was.

He gets faster and faster slamming his
cock in and out of me. I hurt so bad that I feel dizzy. Finally he
stops, grunts and pulls out of me. I can feel the liquid from him
inside me. I shudder.

And with that he leaves the bedroom
slamming the door behind him.

I doze on and off trying to figure out
how I can get out of here. My wrists and ankles are sore from my
tugging on them trying to get free. I can feel liquid running down
my arms and am thinking it might be blood from the ropes biting
into my wrists. I haven’t heard any noises from outside the room
for a while, but I didn’t hear the front door either so they must
still be here.

A little while later I hear the
bedroom door open. Both men stagger into the room. Mick has a
bottle of Jack Daniels and Willie has a bottle of
Tequila.

“Time to have some more fun, bitch.
This time two on one,” Willie says while walking to the left side
of the bed. He begins to undress. I look to my right and Mick is
undressing too. Oh, No! No!!!! I am quickly trying to think of a
way out of this.

“Wait! I want a drink too, then we can
really party. Untie me and let me show you what a great time we can
have,” I say. Maybe if I can get on their playing level, I can
escape.

“He, he, he. No way, sweetie. I know
you think we may be dumb but we aren’t,” Mick says
laughingly.

“I don’t think you’re dumb at all. I
just figured since I can’t get away why not join the fun instead of
fighting it?” I say trying to sound convincing.

Mick looks over at Willie and shrugs.
“What do ya think? Could be more fun if she’s drunk like us and can
actually make us get off better.” Willie moves his head back and
forth, looking at both of us.

He gives me that cold stare and
scowls, “If we untie you and at any time you try to get away I will
hurt you so bad you will wish you were dead. Do you understand me,
bitch?” I nod slowly. “Untie her and let’s get this party started,”
he sneers at Mick.

Mick comes over to the bed and unties
my feet. Oh, my ankles hurt so badly, I move them around trying to
get the blood flowing. Mick moves down to the head of the bed and
starts to untie my hands. “No Mick! I seriously don’t think we are
quite that stupid, you idiot! Leave her hands tied. She doesn’t
need those loose in order to party with us anyway,” Willie yells.
He is completely undressed now swigging his bottle of tequila. He
lifts my head and pours some in my mouth. I start coughing and
gagging. “Ha, that will put hair on your chest,” he
laughs.

Mick is undressed now and takes a huge
swallow of his Jack Daniel’s. He lights a cigarette blowing smoke
out into the room. Willie pours more tequila in my mouth and I gag
more. He stands there, naked, taking a huge swallow from his
bottle. “Come on, Mick. Let’s get this show on the
road.”

Mick puts his cigarette out in an
ashtray on the dresser. “Mick,” Willie yells. “Come over and hold
her up.” Mick lifts my body up as far as it will go from the bed
while Willie gets underneath me. “Now, turn her over,” Willie
demands. Mick rolls my body over onto Willie’s, twisting my hands
in the rope. “Owwww!!!!!” I scream.

I can hear Mick moving behind me, then
I feel liquid pouring on my bottom. I feel a finger penetrate me in
my hole. “UGH!” I scream. He slaps my bottom hard. “Shut up! You’re
gonna love this,” he snickers. I am wide eyed as Willie then slams
his cock into me while I feel Mick’s cock push inside my hole. Oh
My God that hurts!

“OWWWW!!!” I scream. I am now filled
at both ends. The pain is excruciating and I have tears flowing
from my eyes. I try to squirm, but Mick has a firm hold on my
waist. Willie is gripping my breasts with both of his large hands,
squeezing them so hard it’s painful. I scream for them to stop,
wiggling as best I can trying to move away. Both men are laughing
at me.

Next thing I know Willie slams his
fist into my left side over the large bruise that is already there
and I hear a crack. I groan loudly and my head hits his shoulder
from the impact. “I don’t mind the screaming, bitch, but I told you
earlier you needed to move, give us both a good fuck! Do it!” He
screams at me. I am breathing heavy from the pain. I try to
concentrate and begin to move with them. God, I hurt so
badly.

After what seems like an hour but I am
sure it was only minutes, Mick lets out a loud moan and stills. I
feel his fluids seeping in and out of my hole. It wasn’t long after
that Willie begins to slow down his body and starts shivering. He
stops, closes his eyes and just stays there for a couple of
minutes.

Willie finally pulls his cock out of
me. Moving me over, he gets out of the bed. He walks to a chair in
the corner of the room and begins drinking again. Mick is over at
the side of the bed lifting me up he rolls me over onto my back. He
walks over to the dresser and follows suit with his bottle,
guzzling the liquor. He then lights another cigarette, closes his
eyes and takes a deep drag.

My body is shaking uncontrollably as I
watch them to see what they are going to do next.

Willie looks at Mick, then at me.
While looking into my eyes he says to Mick, “Go ahead and tie her
feet back up. I think we need to go out and do some more partying.”
Mick nods and begins to approach me. “Noooooo please don’t do this!
Please let me go!!!!” I scream.

I begin kicking at Mick as he ties my
feet. Once they are tied my ankles are aching with pain. Damn that
hurts! They are so sore and my wrists are so scraped up
now.

Willie comes over to my left side and
smacks me across the cheek. OUCH! “Shut it, bitch. I am sick of
hearing it.” Then he rubs my cheek. “Don’t you worry when we get
back we’ll party some more,” he smiles wickedly.