“You like it this way, don’t you? You do it to tease me, but I know you like it rough.”
He sniffed at my skin like a predator playing with its pray. “You might be an ugly fucker, but when pussy is handed to a guy on a plate, how can he refuse? That’s all you are to that little prick. Have you seen Vanessa? Now there’s a real woman.”
He started kissing my neck, whispering as he went along. “She isn’t a tight, frigid little bitch.” He bit my neck, and I tried to bite back, to yelp, but failed. “You belong to me. Tell me.” He pulled at my hair hard, forcing my head and neck into an awkward position on the floor. “Tell me.” He stopped, raising himself level with me, looking down into my face. I could feel that growing, pressing into my thigh. “Say it,” he demanded.
“I belong to you, Elliott ,” I said, flatly. I had to stop myself from vomiting as the words passed my lips. I had to say it. If I didn’t, the consequences would be far worse. My body held the scars from the punishment after my first refusal to say those words; I remember praying that he would kill me, just to make the pain stop.
“See, you want me . You tease me and pretend you don’t, but when we are alone, I’m all you want. I make you come like no other can. Tell me.” His hand gripped my thigh, making me wince with pain. His nails dug deep into the sensitive flesh at the top of my thigh.
“You are all I want .” I swallowed. Elliott was the only man I had ever done that with, and I hated it.
Ell i o tt p u t h is h an d be t w ee n o u r bo d i es, sl id i n g it d o w n t o wards h is z ipp er. I h ea r d it sl id e d o wn, and then h e g ri p p ed h a rs h l y at the peak o f m y t h i gh s.
“No! Please don’t.” I gasped, pushing his hand away. He growled, gripping my wrists tightly. Then he paused. I clenched my jaw and tightly closed my eyes, waiting for the impact. I knew he wouldn’t just leave me alone.
Elliott made a hissing sound in my ear.
“Are you playing hard to get today? If I can’t fuck you, Angel, we both know where I’d go for it. A man has needs, and if you refuse, there is only one other place to get that relief. Do you want that?” He laughed, knowing my answer.
The fight left my body. His words broke the barrier he needed. I closed my eyes and submitted to his demand. He grabbed at the waistband of my trousers, tugging harshly while holding both my wrists with one hand. The stinging pain from the lashings on my back shot through me, reminding me of last night’s punishment. My heart pounded so hard with his weight on top of me, the dread made it impossible to breath. I gasped for precious air.
Please stop, please, please stop , I wanted to say it to him, I wanted to beg. But I knew nothing would stop him. The ramifications were too fierce. I could feel his excitement against my bare thigh; I hated that feeling more than the beatings. Having Elliott force himself into me hurt more than the lashings of his belt or the pounding of his relentless fists. I broke, I gasped out a cry and tears streamed down my face. My body shook with sobs as I felt his probing for entry. I closed my eyes and held my breath, willing myself to pass out. I needed the blackness; I needed something to take me away from this hell –
“Eve ?” a voice shouted from outside. I whimpered, and Elliott covered my mouth quickly, continuing his rough removal of my knickers.
“Listen to that...listen to him call you . You know he can do fuck all to help you...” He let out a breathless laugh and moved his hand from my mouth as he held himself above me. “Go ahead. Call for him to help...go on, Eve...shout for the fucking idiot. I dare you. I can just imagine his face. But better still...” He pressed his nose to my neck and inhaled loudly, “imagine Louise spread out beneath me...I’d even let you watch.”
A tear rolled down the side of my face . I closed my eyes tightly trying to disappear from this