He flipped me over and delved his fingers deep inside of me. "Aaahhh." I couldn't contain my voice and reacted. I could feel him twist and turn his fingers in me, pushing them in deeper and deeper. I clenched the blanket, and bit down on my lip once again to contain my moans.
"You should loosen up, otherwise its gonna hurt in a few minutes." He whispered into my ear.
Hurt in a minute? He really is gonna do this, then again what should I expect from this asshole. I catch a glimpse of something move in the corner of my eye, I turn my head back a little to see that he had dropped the towel that was around his waist.
His dick stood at attention, huge, beating red, pulsing veins. That thing isn't going to fit!
His other hand circled my clit, making me maon even louder.
Before long I felt myself become overrun with pleasure, my hips moving on their own. I was riding his fingers.
I heard a chuckle from behind, "See, your enjoying this."
What pissed me off more than anything was not those words, but the fact that they were true. I had played with myself before, but nothing that felt as good as this.
He turned me onto my side, positioning himself behind me, he nibbled at my ear. His fingers slowed, I unconsciously spread my legs open.
His tongue toyed with my ear before he finally whispered, "Tell me you want it."
I felt the head of his dick sliding across my folds, his fingers slowing so much, I was so close to finishing but I he wouldn't let me.
I need to finish! Oh god please.
My pride shattered, my head turned so I couldn't see his smug face. "I want it." I murmured between moans.
I suddenly felt him pushing into me, with something far larger than his fingers. "AAAAAHHHH" I screamed out from the pain of it tearing into me. I could feel myself tearing open as he plunged balls deep in, ripping an orgasm out of me.
That night he mercilessly violated me numerous times, at some point the pain became all pleasure. I hated it, the fact that he made me say those words, the fact that I was feeling so much pleasure from it.
He had taken me from many positions all across the room, finally when he was done. Before I fainted from exhaustion, he grabbed me from behind and whispered into my ear. "From now on your name will be Rose, don't forget it." He then dropped my limp body on to the bed; I had no stamina left I couldn't even gather up the strength to grab the blanket and cover my body with it.
In my exhausted state I saw Tora lay down next to me, he pulled the blanket covering both himself and I. I don't understand this man, one second, he is a merciless monster and the next he is a gentle and seems to be a caring person.
I'm just to tired right now to think about it, I just want to sleep and forget this night ever happened. I want to separate myself from what happened, I want to escape from this reality. But I need to stay strong, for my family, and for the sake of revenge. No matter what I must fight!