AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Jesus, McGraw, you scared the shit out of me,” I laughed, my heart racing from the running and his surprise attack. I took a few steady breaths waiting for him to say something and took off my ear buds.
Silence.
“Dylan?” I nervously chuckled, trying to turn around.
“There’s no Dylan here, baby,” a deep voice responded.
A voice I didn’t recognize. The scent of whiskey assaulted my senses and panic set in. My heart immediately dropped, and I instinctively screamed bloody murder, trying to fight him off. He chuckled against my ear, pressing me closer to his chest.
“Do your best, bitch. No one can fucking hear you out here,” he rasped in a menacing tone that made my body shudder. “I love to make them all scream,” he added. His voice sounded muffled and I could hear some type of accent.
“No!” I whimpered, pathetically thrashing around my entire body, kicking and screaming at the top of my lungs. “Dylan, Dylan!” I repeated over and over again, hoping that any second now he’d come and save me from this hell. “No! No! No!” I yelled out to no avail, making him laugh.
The bastard fucking laughed.
His body shook against mine. I fought harder. I fought so fucking hard, trying to break free from the monster who was about to take my life away from me.
My thrashing feet connected with his shin, causing his arms to slack just enough to give me the illusion of freedom. I stumbled forward scraping my knee on the gravel, trying to escape, trying to run toward my happiness.
Dylan.
I wasn’t fast enough.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
He picked me up in the air as if I weighed nothing and body-slammed me face first onto the ground. Pain radiated throughout my body. I choked from the sudden loss of breath, the wind knocked out of me with his entire weight resting on my back. I sucked in air that wasn’t available for the taking as he roughly gripped my hair, jerking my head so far back that I reeled in pain. My vision turned black, blinking away the white spots.
“Please, please don’t hurt me,” I groggily choked out. Pleading with him to let me go.
He pulled my neck back further, and I swear I thought he was going to tear my hair out.
“Please,” he sadistically repeated. “Oh, baby, I want you to beg. I want you to beg me to fucking stop. It only gets my cock harder for that sweet little cunt that I’m about to rip to shreds.”
He rocked his hips a few times against my ass. Grinding his already hard dick on me. I could feel him everywhere, his filthy hands violating me. Bile rose to my throat. The bile I was fighting back was making its way back up.
I instantly started bawling. Tears streaming down my face, my lips shaking and my teeth chattering.
“Please, don’t do this! Please, please don’t do this,” I sobbed over and over again, my body convulsing.
“Shut the fuck up! You’re going to enjoy what I have in store for you, and if you don’t, I’ll fucking do it again!”
He spit on my face and slammed my head into the dirt, smearing it back and forth like he was trying to bury my face in it. The dirt, leaves, and branches on the ground scratching my face even more.
I could feel every little stone cutting into my cheek. I cried harder and screamed louder, whipping my legs around. I screamed till my voice felt raw and my mouth dry. My throat burned and the sounds just faded away.
He pulled back my arm, lifting it higher up my back and I cried out in agony.
“Don’t fucking move. I’ll break your goddamn arm. But, baby, you can go ahead and try fighting me. It’s only going to make me fuck you harder.”
He let go of my hair and slowly, deliberately roamed his hand down to my waist.
“No! No! No! Please, please, don’t hurt me! PLEASE!” I bawled, I pleaded, I begged. My tears so intense, so consuming I couldn’t see anymore. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move. “I’m begging you please don’t do this! I’ll give you whatever you want just don’t hurt me!” I openly wailed, pleading with the man I knew was going to cause me pain.
He pulled the hem of my shirt over my eyes and nose leaving my mouth exposed. Taking away all my surroundings and engulfing me in nothing but Dylan’s scent. My earplugs now closer to my face, Dylan’s playlist my only solace while my soul was getting destroyed. I could dimly hear “Ain’t No Sunshine.”
“Mmm…” he groaned, causing me to cringe. “So much fucking better.”
He touched all along my back with his dirty hands, slowly making his way down to my waist again, snapping my shorts and making me jolt.
