“Doc said you have about half an hour, so better get started.” He ground out.
“Okay.” Her voice wasn’t as strong, and it made me realize just how much she didn’t want this. I jerked in the restraints.
“Listen to me, you can’t go back. Don’t do this. Please you are better than this.” I begged.
“I have too.” She mumbled.
“No please don’t do this, I am begging you.” I was fighting harder, but there was no getting through her.
Shaw walked closer to me, something in his hand, dark and circular. I tried to stop him from doing it, but the gag fitted into my mouth a moment later. Tears burned my eyes as I jerked my body to the side. A muffled scream tore through my throat as I saw Melody step out of her clothing. Shaw retreated to his wall again, and there was nothing to save me.God, please save me.
The table shifted as Melody kneeled over my legs, her body highlighted by the light overhead. Her hand gripped my thigh as she steadied herself, and I screamed around the gag.Please don’t do this!The words weren’t audible, only the raw please for someone to end this madness.
There was a moment when she leaned over me, her mouth inches from my ear.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered as she seated herself against my cock. A pained gasp squeaked out of her as I violently threw my head back. Her warmth encompassed me, and I felt my dick twitch with need. It was a vile reaction. A bodily response to pleasure, but the thoughts sickened me.
Breeding dog. Nothing but a body. Cattle. Enjoy it while it lasts, you prostitute.Screams tore through me until my throatswelled with rage. She took that moment to shift against me, and the pleasure crept in behind as she settled fully against my cock. I threw my head back against the metal table with such force that a pain exploded from the impact. I tried to hold on to the pain in the wake of the pleasure, anything to stop this unwanted feeling.Is this how Summer felt when she had been raped? Pure disgust for any slight sense of pleasure?
Dying before this moment would have been easier than actually facing it. The worst part was as Melody started to grind into my dick and the pleasure swamped my senses, I realized I had stopped screaming. Tears still raced down my face, but they weren’t out of fear. What was I becoming?
A sensual moan echoed around the hollow room as she ground against me faster. All of her tightened against me, forcing me to groan out, my brain couldn’t keep things straight. I wasn’t supposed to be enjoying this; it was wrong. Forced.Man-whore. You like it.
“No.” I screamed into the ball gag as I thrashed underneath her. It didn’t help that she put her hands on my chest, her thighs gripped me tighter, and there was a gasp falling from her open lips. I couldn’t look at her. My mind reached for something, anything else. Summer. I didn’t know if that was the thought that I held onto as Melody continued to rock back against me or if it was pure need kicking in. I threw my head to the side; my eyes met Shaw's. He just stood there, watching as if it were nothing.
There would be no stopping this until I came. At least that’s what I thought as a wave of nausea formed in my stomach. Her hands were soft caressing, like Summer’s had been all those years ago.
Sickened with myself for even thinking about Summer in this situation, but I needed the distraction. Summer was the wedge I would use to finish, and then this whole situation would enditself. I stopped thrashing long enough to breathe clearly. To think clearly between the head fog and the derogatory thoughts that crept past my defenses.Worthless dog. Fuckboy. Slut.No. That’s not right.
I pinched my eyes shut, no longer focusing on Melody, but forcing my mind to think of my lover. The girl who got away. Summer.
Those deep blue eyes filtered into my mind as I groaned against the restraints. Her eyes seemed to stare into my soul and smile. Her blonde hair hung over me, tickling my nose as her lips caressed mine in a soft, teasing kiss.Summer, I need you.
I was vaguely aware that I was jutting my dick into Melody as I tried to chase my release, but I held tight to the image of Summer. Anything to get myself through the present moment.
Scott, it’s okay.Summer’s voice flowed through my mind like icy rain. A sob rang through me as I felt everything tighten within me. My cock exploded in a warm gush, and Melody stopped moving.
I opened my eyes as my head rolled sideways, my moment of safety banished from my mind.
I hope they kill me afterwards so I don’t have to live to face Summer’s disappointment.
18
PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS
November 25th
“Idon’t enjoy our conversations broadcasted.” I hissed at Lucas as I clutched his phone, the caller ID one I wasn’t particularly fond of as ‘Karter’ disappeared as the call ended.
Lucas just shrugged, as if he couldn’t have been bothered to be less obvious, and yet there was a ghost of a smile on his face.
“Well if he wasn’t contemplating his actions, he sure is now. Best if we continue the course.” He spoke as the wand of the ultrasound glided across my belly.
“That whole doctor - patient confidentiality means jack-shit to you huh?” I asked as my fingers locked around the crisp linen sheet I rested on.
“I thought we knew each other better,” he replied. It was an answer without an answer, and I gritted my teeth. Maybe I was thinking about this the wrong way.
“Why does someone who does clinical research for dementia patients happen to have an ultrasound machine anyways? What’s with the woman over there?” I threw my head over to a woman who appeared to be medically sedated or in some kind of coma; the machine beeped steadily to her pulse. There were bandages wrapped around her head, covering her eye; a bit of a cast poked out from her covers. I could only venture to guess what other things this woman was recovering from. Her hair was neatly braided off to one side, which struck me as odd. She seemed asleep, but I knew it to be a forced sleep, as her breaths were controlled by a ventilator.
