Beg Harder by Artemis Dianne (new reading .TXT) 📗

11

Baby

 

Has it really only been eight days since I've loss control over my life? 

As I lay in this tub, flashes of Charles forcing me to participate in an act against my will haunts me. I just want to stay in the water until all the pain washes away. I've tried to get up but my body just wants to stay in the water. 

Pain. 

Is all I feel, I try to shut things out but everything just keeps coming back.

My body has been flipped on the table, my stomach smack on the surface, and I feel the sharp edge of the table digging in on my thighs, Charles has spread my legs, his body in between, keeping it wide apart, I feel a hard slap on my butt cheek before he caress it, I feel him put his thumb touching my butt hole's ring before fully inserting it, I start squirming and wiggling my way as the feeling is uncanny. I heard him yell making me stop as he pulls my hair, I felt my whole head burn as he yanks it hard. 

"Baby I'm being considerate, did you know this is the best position in losing your virginity? I can't say about the pain but I can guarantee the pleasure." 
While he says this, Charles pushes me flat back on the table and began to play with my butthole. I feel him slide his spit down my butthole to my completely exposed clit.

My heart races even faster once I feel his tip teasing the outside of my vagina lips. Charles lubricates it again with another round of his spit as he continues to play around the clit. 

Once I felt him lining it and pierce through my entrance, I gave out a loud cry! 

I felt my essence vanishes. Charles pushes in more making me painfully full. "Please it hurts, it's too big. Please stop, it won't fit me."  I feel one hand on my back pushing me flat back on the table as I try to get up for him to stop.  

"You're right it's too big but it will fit." When he pushes in more, he groans louder. I could no longer take this kind humiliation and pain.  Using both of my hands laying flat on the table, I pushed to get up only resulting him pushing me back down now with his full force, I feel a hard thud on my temple and cheek bone.  

"God you're so tight." Charles takes a fistful of my hair pushing my whole head down, warning me one last time to stop resisting as I cough blood out of my mouth from banging my head on the table. 

I feel his thrust in fully,  as he continue to pump, the pain suddenly turns into pleasure. My loud cry turns into moan, hearing Charles repeat himself. "That's it Baby, feel me hard."  I feel the same sensation of release coming in quick as he plunge himself even more. 

This went on for a little while longer, each minute feeling like it was hours. Charles had finally let himself go inside me, and I could feel him pull away as his seeds dripped out.

 

I slide down on the tub, remembering again as flashes of memories just won't stop making my stomach coil and chest heavy. I closed my eyes under water, just waiting to be breathless, refusing to ever resurface up for another day to suffer in agony. 

As I feel my heartbeat slow down, I suddenly remember my sister Carly if they found me, they will also find her. I sat up straight, gasping for air. I can't let him find out about her and put her through the same assault. 

As I breathe hard, I didn't notice Charles was just watching me. I look up at him. I feel myself panic, cowering in one corner as I pull my legs close to my chest as he walks closer sitting on the edge of the tub. 

"So I guess you developed a new habit of committing suicide." Charles voice was full mockery.
Before I could say anything I feel swings across my face, a scream of distress escapes my mouth, and a star dots my sight.

He grabs my wet hair out of the tub, my body was dragged out of the bathroom, slipping and hitting the floor first and all other places as he drags me across to the main room. 

"I didn't give you permission to take away what's mine." Charles flicks his fingers changing the design hologram to its normal state before he threw me outside the room bare naked, out to the white wall corridor and continues to drag me to another room. 

I have scrapes, scratches all over my arms and legs once he threw me in. Slumping down on the cold floor, I heaved as he kicked my stomach.  

"Now let's see if you'll try something like that again."

He carried me harshly up, hoisting my body while he air swipes something, I don't see the hologram for I'm not wearing the contact lenses. when suddenly two carbon ropes dangles out from the ceiling. He cuffs my hands above my head and air swipes two more chain on the floor locking me in an X position.  

"I give you a little time for yourself and instead of being grateful you'd pull off something like this again!" Charles says this with such a calm voice. He continues to air swipe something and a whole wall flips over a bunch of weapons for torture. I see different knives, paddles with a sharp needle, and a bunch of other liquids that look like acid.

Panic rose as I try to budge the flimsy-looking rope but to my surprise, it's an elastic material that springs my arm back to the position of the cuff. 

I hear Charles laughing on the back! 
"that's one of the latest bondage used to hold things together." He yanks my arms pulling it out of the rope but the material just bounces right back to its original form.

"Fascinating right?" Charles asked as he walks to the wall picking out what to use on me. 

"I expect you to behave and I meant that." He faces me holding on to a whip that emits electricity as he demonstrates it on air, making me quickly plead for him to stop. 

 

"Please I made a mistake, I'm sorry I won't do it again," I beg for him not
To strike as my terrified expression did nothing for him to stop what he's planning. He walks behind me. 

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