Chapter 4
Fear and Loathing in the Bedroom
Jayce lay on the couch staring at the ceiling. Dave had decided to spend the next few nights at his girlfriend's place, so Mia was fortunate enough to move straight in, with Jayce following right behind. Given the night as it was, he decided to let Mia just collapse on the bed; claiming the couch for his own.
His train of thought was suddenly derailed by a muffled scream from Mia's room. Quick as a flash Jayce was on his feet and bolting towards the noise. Flinging open the door, Jayce was met with the sight of a semi-nude Mia rolling around in her covers moaning. 'Please... please stop no... no... stop it... stop... you... stop...'
Not having dealt with anyone besides himself having nightmares before, Jayce struggles as to what to do.
'Go... go away... stop... please'
Jayce bites the bullet and reaches down to Mia's shoulder, placing his hand firmly there trying to shake her awake.
'Mia, Mia!'
'Go... go away...'
'Mia, wake up.'
'Please stop.. please...'
'Mia,' Jayce's grip slips as Mia thrashes about in her bed, rolling over she encounters his hand and subconsciously clutches it.
'Please...'
'Shit.'
Darkness.
Blinking himself awake, Jayce is confused. This place feels wrong. His vision is slightly blurry and he feels shorter than before. Looking down he sees his cock buried deep in someone's pussy.
*Mia?* Jayce tried to say, but the words only echoed in his mind. Instead, what he heard was; 'Dry cunt. You're always a fucking dry cunt. Fuck!' Jayce could feel liquid poured onto his cock as he forces the head to look at the source. Unable to move anything - only feel – Jayce has a limited way of observing the situation, and begins to take note of reflective surfaces dotted throughout the room to try and figure out who he was.
It doesn't take long to figure out what the liquid was, as the last drop of beer is visibly poured out over Mia's stuffed pussy. Her hands are tied up with a wallet-chain to the bedpost as she buries her head in the covers, arse to the sky.
His vision was better now, as was his hearing. The unmistakably tattooed arm of Jonno smacked Mia's side hard, turning her birthmark from red to purple. She screams an unintelligible scream as he hits it again and again. 'Fucking damaged you are. No wonder I'm the only guy who wants to fuck you.' Jayce's fury builds within him as he continues to fuck Mia harshly, his cock aching for release but not quite ready to cum.
*I'm gonna fucking KILL YOU* Jayce screamed at Jonno but again, no words came out; instead he was forced to watch Jonno line the bottleneck up with Mia's tight arsehole. *No...* Jayce was desperate to burst forth from this horrible person before he could do what he was about to.
With a stifled scream Mia's violated by the glass bottle, her anus stretches beyond it's previous limits as Jonno tries to force the main width of the bottle into it. Jayce can see her face better now as Mia turns to her assaulter; eyes red with tears, panties stuffed in her mouth. She stares dead into his eyes with a look of betrayal and Jayce's will breaks, inside he cries; no longer wanting to destroy the violator, but instead just wanting the scene before him to end.
Jayce stares in horror as he cannot turn away, watching the following acts of torture unfold. The bottle is rammed deep into her bruised arsehole, her anus stretched and bleeding as it takes the full width of the bottle. 'Fuck that's fuckin' hot...' the faceless voice states with a lustful tambre. 'How's that thick cock up your ass feel?'