Jaysa was talking about how she was getting excited about the feast they would soon have. Danzel did not speak a word the entire way to their destination Jaysa open one of the doors walking in, Danzel following her. The door slam shut and Jaysa was grabbed by her waist.
Next thing she knew; she was slammed up against the door with Danzel's arms on both sides of her. His eyes were piercing into hers, and were full of anger.
"What's wrong?" She asked trying not to crack her voice.
"Do you take me to be someone that is stupid?" He growled.
"What are you're talking about." Jaysa spoke.
"So do you fuck any man that you come across?" He yelled.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." She yelled back. Danzel full with anger grabbed Jaysa's waist and dragged her to the bed. He threw Jaysa on her back. Danzel crawled on top of his wife and straddled her between his legs.
"What the hell are you doing? Let me go." Jaysa sat up, but was pushed back down on the bed.
"Here I thought you were scared to be with a man, so I was not going to force you. But once I turned my back, you're spreading your legs for my guards." He yelled. He grabbed the seams that were already torn and ripped it further down. Jaysa's breasts, torso, and underpants were in full view for her husband.
"I don't –" Jaysa yelled. She was cut off as Danzel flip Jaysa onto her stomach. He pulled the dress down her arms trying to pull it off. The sound of the fabric ripping could be heard loud as he forced the dress off. "Why are you doing this?" She yelled out.
"You just want to be fuck and that's exactly what I'm going to do." He growled in anger.
"Please stop this!" She cried out as Danzel flipped Jaysa onto her back. He had pulled the dress off of her and threw it somewhere on the floor. He ignored her cries and grabbed her breast roughly making her cry out.
"You like it when men grab your breast like this. Is that how you get off?" He yelled out.
"Please stop." She begged.
"Why? Why should I stop? You look like you're enjoying what that man was doing." He yelled, but his face showed an evil smirk.
"That was not pleasure." Jaysa cried out. She couldn't take the pain anymore that tears were flowing out of her eyes.
"Hump," Danzel mode a noise. "And what would you call it?" He questions with anger and his voice.
"Rape!" She cried out.
"Rape?" Danzel questioned.
"That man was about to rape me. You saved me." She cried as her hands covered her eyes so she couldn't see the man in front of her.
"But you were moaning out." He spoke, his voice calmer then it was before.
"Those were cries from fears, not from pleasure." Danzel removed his hand from her breast which left a red hand mark on it. He sat back on his heels looking down at her body. Her entire body shook from being frightened. She began to sob out loud. She tried her best not to cry, but her body was not allowing her to.
"This is why I say you're all the same." She tried to speak out between the sobs. "You just want to fuck." Danzel stared at her for a few seconds before speaking in a low gentle voice.
"The way you spoke before, I assumed you have already been with a man."
"Doesn't the bride have to be a virgin?" She calmed down a bit and asked. Danzel did not want to answer that question. Jaysa knew she had to be a virgin. However, Jaysa did not know that she was the girl that Danzel has been waiting for all these years. If he found her to not be a virgin, he would let that slide because he wanted her. However, he would not forgive her if she was sleeping around since she was now his wife. "I'll let you know right now that I am a virgin. I never slept with any man." She was embarrassed when she spoke to Danzel
"So you've never done it before? He asked.
"Not completely." She spoke.
"Completely?" He questioned. He looked at Jaysa. "Are you telling me that I'm your first man?" Jaysa looked away from Danzel. She couldn't respond to a question like that. The way she kept her eyes from his, and turn crimson from the question, he knew right away what the answer was. She was still a virgin. He would be her first man. He was thrilled that she was never taken by someone else, but why did she act the way she did when he first tried to make love to her. He had to know.
"The way you act when we get intimate, is that because you have never been with a man?" He questioned. Jaysa glanced at him and back to the right.
"My mother was raped and killed in front of me when I was 14. The man tried to have his way with me as well, but because I was underdeveloped. He didn't go all the way with me. Of course that made me happy. However, the men killed my mother after they had their way with her." Tears fell from her eyes. "If only I was stronger. I could have helped her."