Once again I would love to know what you guys think. The last story ended with Terry getting knocked out.
Enjoy, CassieJo <3
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I woke up to my throbbing head hitting the headboard on Blake's huge, king sized bed. "Oww," I tried to scream. However, the ball gag in my mouth made it sound like a moan. I realized why it kept hitting the headboard one second later. Blake was buried inside my hole brutally fucking me.
"Nice, to see that you are awake, slut," Blake spat out. "We are going to have lotsa fun now that your awake, aren't we?" An evil grin played around the corners of his mouth as he said that last line.
Whenever I was stressed I would argue with myself to try and figure out the best way to get out of a situation. However, even though this was one of those situations, I knew there was no getting out of it, but the argument still raged in my head.
Oh, shit,
I thought to myself.
Ya think? The bastard is probably gonna do one of two things to you. Thing number one: he's gonna fuck your brains out. Thing number two: he's gonna fuck your brains out and then beat you. Thing number three: he's gonna fuck your brains out, beat you to death, and then fuck your dead corpse,
my other side said.
That was more than two things,
I thought back,
so fuck you.
Smirking, on the inside, since the ball gag wasn't going anywhere, my other half said,
Oh, no need. Blake is trying to take care of that.
Oh, was he ever. I am not quite sure where he had gotten the whip from, but one moment he was holding my shoulders and then the next thing that I know he pulled out a cat-o-nine tails.
Shit,
was the only thinkable word at that moment. With his six inch cock still pounding away at my asshole at my sore ass he started whipping my back. He moaned every time the whip made contact with my skin because my entire body tensed up. Each lash felt like a razor blade going across my already sore body.
After what seemed like thousands of lashings later he flipped me over onto my back. I started screaming into the gag when I realized what he wanted to do. He started whipping my chest, and just like my back, he started to draw blood. I wanted to pass out from the combined pain of him fucking my ass, my bloody back being rubbed against the sheets on the bed, and the lashes to my chest that were drawing more blood.
After another twenty lashings he stopped, but only so he could punch and slap me a few more times. "No one leaves me. You hear me you little fag? No one is gonna take even a second look at your nasty body," Blake said, the words dripping like venom from his mouth. "You're lucky I took you in, gave you a place to stay, a bed to sleep in, and food to eat. No, you aren't going to be getting away." With those words he started pounding his cock in and out of my abused hole even harder. Blake slapped me a few times when he tried to get my cock hard, and failed to do so.
"If you know what's good for ya, little boy, I would suggest you get your little dick hard, NOW!!!" Blake spat out at me.
In my mind I was thinking,
Ok, you damn snake. I'm going to get off thinking about someone else. So FUCK YOU!!!!
With that I started imagining him. I had lost my virginity when I had just turned 18. I mean when he entered my body the clock was chiming on the wall that it was now September 17. The man's name was Draco. To me he was the hottest thing on the planet.
In my mind I started replaying that night from four years ago.
~~~~~ Draco was standing over me with an unnamable emotion in his gorgeous, mysterious, blue-green eyes. I swore that every time I looked at him, his eyes were a different color. Right now his eyes seem to be made of a whirlpool. The blues and greens were moving around in his eyes, inviting me closer to look at them. All of a sudden he slides down my body and takes me into his mouth. The heat and the feeling of his tongue cause me to almost pass out.