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He then started kissing my neck. His lips were soft and cold. Tingles shot through my female part. "Mnnhh..ahh" After leaving my neck in peace his soft lips came to mine. He kissed me, that was my first kiss. Sucking my bottom lips and biting it " Ahh." His hands trailing down my waist squeezing it a little bit and then going down to my cheeks bum squeezing them a little bit harder and slapping my left side of my bum.
" Hya-aa-a " i yelped and he took the opportunity to insert his tongue inside my mouth. Warm and soft feeling. It feels good. But then he started being rough. His hands trailed up to my chest and rip it off my dress in small pieces. I got scared. Wasn't this quite too fast?.... " Hahh haaahhha" I was panting since I coudn't breathe well.
Then he rip off my brassiere and thong throwing it to the floor. He started sucking my left side nipple and biting it hard. It hurt. " Ahh , it hu-urt-s. " On my right side nipple he played it with his fingers, pinching them. " Jam-mi-ie , " " Ah-hhh, sof-t-t-e-er. "
He ignored my pleas and started playing with my lower part. Now the feeling changed. He rubbed faster and faster and the feeling of a knot in my stomach increased. He stopped, but before I could question him, he pinch my clit and in that moment I just came. " Hyaaahhhhhh. "
I didn't knew that being intimate with someone would bring me amazing feelings. " Jamie I-I don't want any-ymore. "I murmured. He got down of the bed and I sigh in relief. But then he just got up in the bed and in one hand he took my arms and brought them on either side of my face caging me. " Wh-hat are yo-ou doing..? " I asked him.
Instead of replying me , he positioned his manhood in my entrance. I couldn't comprehend quite well and in a swift moment he invaded inside me.
" Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. " I cried out loud. It hurt. It pains. " Stooopppp. " He continued ramming in and out of me. Roughly, harder and faster. " Agrhhhhhh" Was it supposed to make me feel like this..?
" Sob, sob" I couldn't stop crying nor yelling for him to stop.
" No more , please sob, hic hic" He continued and continued. The feeling hurt a lot. It was like being shot in the stomach. I couldn't breathe well.
And when he stopped I was so glad. But I was so wrong. Instead he turned around, my back pressed against his muscular frame feeling his hard abs. He inserted again his member from behind . He was so hard on me. No softness could be detected. Like the thunder being mad and pouring hard was the rain, punishing the wrong doings. The grey and dull sky, and constant roar of the thunder smashing the villages from the rural landscape. Jamie is probably drunk or either mad.
He slapped each side of my bum. I'm pretty sure they got red and bleed. He stopped and went to one of the nightstands. Opening the first drawer he took out a small towel. In the second drawer he took out two handcuffs of black color.
All this while watching him I was terrified shitless. He seemed like another person. The devil who makes people suffers for fun. He didn't said a word all this time. It was silent. The only sounds you could hear were my painful cries and agonizing pleas. He changed in just one instant. What happened to the sweet and caring Jamie..? Where did he go..? What was the handcuffs for. Don't tell me that he will handcuff my hands to the bedpost. He is crazy to do that.
And just like that he came back and put the towel in my mouth gagging me. And he did really chain my hands to the bedpost with the handcuffs.
" Hic sob.... Ja-m-mie. P-p-leas-se st-to-p." " I-t hu-u-rts and I'm thir-rs-ty. " I croaked out painfully. My throat was dry and hurting. The need and want of water was my first priority. If someone else where me they would try to stop him and escape. But as you can see I can't and the lack of water and energy was preventing me from thinking well.
" Pa , pa ,pa " He hit me with the leather belt. Hitting me in my thigh and abdomen. Every hit every sob from my mouth.
" Pa " " Hmmnh " " Pa " " Hic, aahhhhh " " Pa, pa, pa , pa " " Aghhhhnn, nnn nooo mooreee. "
He grunt a few times nd then groan. And mutter a " merde " What's that supposed to mean..? No more hitting to me but he invaded me again. Each thrust fast and deep inside me. The β± πππππ himself was a monster , cruel and savage. Yeah even if I don't want to admit it, but what I am experiencing is real. I hate Jamie. He is showing his true colors. The true him is inhuman, there is no heart in him. I can't anymore. I don't even have my voice. I just hope I could faint so I won't undergo all the way of this torture. ( fuck )
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The night was long and cold. The white , blinding and glittering, moon glowing the room through the large see-through cloudy window. Two souls in the room. One dark soul that belonged to the devil. He was raised to be a sadistic. To never have emotions. A beast that only needs power. His childhood was all of training and studying to prepare him. The other one was a pure angel. A white soul of an innocent girl. Poor of our Rosabel. Two opposites souls having their own difficulty at the time. And the devil not really knowing what he was doing. The devil never regrets his action. People fear him, no one was able to escape from his hands. Every part of the city, including who knows maybe the world, belongs to him. He knows every single detail, there is no way that a single detail is not seen by him.
But even if he is powerful. People always makes the mistake of crossing in his way. After suffering his sickening torture, there was no way that the beast would let them live.
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" Ugghhh" I groan waking up. Where am I? I looked around and it seems like I'm in an hotel suite. But why? I tried to sit up but my female part hurts a lot and every part of my body is too sore. My hands are red with bruises. When I see the sheets I see blood. My throat is dry. That's when I wish I haven't rembered the bastard having intimacy with me. He was sick and mad. Anger flashed through me. Tears pour non-stop like the rain. The day was not sunny, it was raining mad. Maybe God had seen my sadness.
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