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She takes a deep breath, her back arching and her wrists pulling as if trying one more time to break free. And when it doesn’t work, she starts her story.
“When I was first sold, I thought that was all they wanted. I knew the high price they paid for me. I was branded a virgin on that stand when I was sold. It got them a higher price because of it. I knew what my purpose would be when I was taken aboard that yacht.
“But then, the first night, it didn’t happen. I was attacked. Men ripped my clothes from my body. They beat me. Whipped me. Forced their cocks down my throat. Did their best to wrench tears from my eyes. But they never came.”
She closes her eyes, and I know she’s back on that boat.
I rock into her pussy as gently as I can, trying to bring her back to me and away from that horrible place. I watch her nipples peak, and her pussy lips tighten around my cock the tiniest bit, confirming she’s still with me. She opens her eyes again.
“That became their game. Their favorite way to torture me. With promises of what tomorrow would bring. Tomorrow they would rape me. That promise came every day for a month, until slowly I stopped believing the threats. I thought I was safe, at least for the moment. I thought they were saving me for another man who had yet to board the yacht. At one point, I thought you had directed them not to touch me.”
I shake my head no.
“But then, they started taking other women on board.” She winces as she relives it.
“Kai, come back to me.”
Her eyes flutter back to mine immediately. “They would rape those women as soon as their feet touched the deck—always in front of me. They would torture me while I watched them violate other women, while I was hopeless to save them.
“The men made me feel like I was disgusting, unworthy, less than. That I wasn’t pretty enough for any man to rape or touch.”
Her eyes are completely filled with tears, but she doesn’t let them fall—not now. She’s too strong to let them out.
“But then, my body took over. I had to cope, and in my sick mind, I started wishing they would rape me. I wanted off that boat, and the women who were raped got to leave, usually in body bags, but it didn’t matter, it was an end. But it wasn’t just that. The thought of being raped seemed easier than the torture I went through.
“Eventually, my brain filled in the dots with other women’s rapes. I pretended their rapes were mine until I couldn’t even tell I was lying to myself. That was their plan: to torture my brain. Make me believe things were worse than they were. My imagination was worse than anything they could have actually done to me.”
“Kai,” I say, my heart breaking for her.
“They say there are worse things in life than death. I believe that. What they did to me messed with my head. It’s why I can’t tolerate anyone’s touch. Because the only time they touched me was to beat me. I never got comfort—nothing that could be misperceived as caring. I didn’t even get a sexual release. I got nothing. I was nothing but a punching bag that they tormented until my mind broke and I could no longer determine what was real and what was fake.”
“I’m sor—”
“Don’t. You don’t get to be sorry for what I went through. You don’t get to be sorry for anything you did. You were the catalyst. You started this. If we went back to that yacht that day with your hands around my throat, I would have chosen death knowing what came next.”
“You said no one could touch you, but I touched you.”
She stares at me, lips parted, with no explanation as to why.
“You hugged Langston and comforted Zeke even though you were in pain. In time, you will be able to touch anyone you want without the spark of pain. But for now, you have me.”
She chuckles. “You just tortured me into submission. You punished me. My body will no longer respond to you the same way.”
“That may have been your intention. You may have hoped to make us permanent enemies with this stunt. You may have thought this would ensure we would never forgive each other and squash any connection we had. That from now on, we would be nothing but enemies ready to fight. But that didn’t happen, did it?”
She gasps. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, if you really wanted my cock out, you would have pushed me out long ago. That if you were really so hurt, you would be flinching in pain any time I touch you.”
I grab her hips and rock forward.
Her eyes glaze over, part from the pain, but also from something else.
“Did you come?” I ask.
She freezes.
“Did. You. Come?”
