Hello everyone. I'll be starting on this story while updating on my other story, Saving a Life, which is a Hetalia fanfic. I hope you like this story and my other stories. Please read and review my stories.
A reason I'm doing this story is because I haven't seen a Kai/Brooklyn with a Fem/Brooklyn, yet, so I'm going to do it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or any of their characters.
Anyway, here I go.
Protect and Love
Prologue
After Garland's defeat to Tyson and the tournament ending for the day, Brooklyn was in her room, huddled in the corner with her knees to her chest and her hands wrapped around her knees. Her head was lying on her knees with her eyes closed. She was thinking about her first defeat ever and whom she lost to.
Brooklyn was a fifteen-year-old girl and was five feet six inches. She had shoulder blade long orange hair and aqua green eyes with pale skin. She wore a yellow t-shirt with a white jacket that had yellow hems and buttons and a dark blue collar and white pants with bare feet.
"Why? Why did I lose? Why did I lose to him?" whispered Brooklyn to herself.
Suddenly the door to her room opened and Boris quickly came in, shutting the door behind him. Brooklyn didn't turn to face him.
Boris was a forty-two year old man and was six feet four inches. He had pale skin with short purple hair and brown eyes. He wore a forest green jacket with a black t-shirt and black pants with brown boots.
"Brooklyn, you better explain what happened today? How could you lose to Kai?" asked Boris, harshly. Brooklyn didn't respond. Boris went up to her and grabbed Brooklyn from the hem of her jacket and raised her off the floor.
"Answer me or you will be punished," demanded Boris. Brooklyn didn't respond. She didn't even look off the floor.
Boris's angry face suddenly turned into an evil smile. "I guess you will be getting your punishment," said Boris, placing his other hand under her chin and raising her head so that she was face-to-face with him.
Suddenly Boris thrust his lips onto Brooklyn's lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Brooklyn's eyes widen when her brain realized what was happening. She began to struggle against Boris, but Boris pressed his whole body weight against her body with her back to the wall. His hand grabbed her wrist and held them to the wall. His tongue rubbed against her tongue and then went around in her mouth. Brooklyn started to whimper.
Boris pulled his tongue out of her mouth and demanded, "Stop that pathetic whimpering. You deserve this for losing to Kai." He then dragged her to her bed and threw her onto the bed. She landed onto her back and Boris got on top of her. He ripped her jacket and t-shirt off her body, showing that she was a white bra that could be opened in the front. Brooklyn tried to get Boris off of her, but he was sitting on her waist with most of his weight.
Grabbing her hands by the wrist with one of his hands, Boris placed them above her head near the headboard. He used his other hand and grabbed a pair of handcuffs, cuffing her hands to the headboard. He moved his hand down to her bra and undid the clasp in the front, releasing her C cup breasts from the bra.
Looking at her chest, Boris's eyes grew with lust. "You are more beautiful than I thought," he said, his smile somehow seemed to be more evil than before. His hands went to her breasts and began to forcefully grasp them, squeezing her breasts hard. Brooklyn bit her lip so not to cry out loud. Tears started to flow down from her eyes.
Boris leaned his head down to the lower part of her neck and started to lick her neck. Licks turned into nips and then turned into bites. He bit hard enough that small bite marks began to appear on her lower neck. Some were bleeding a bit. He started to move his head down from her neck to her breasts. Boris started on her right breast, kissing the nipple first and then bit it hard with his teeth. Brooklyn gasped a bit in pain. As he was doing this, his right hand went to her left breast and started to squash it with his thumb rubbing her nipple.
Brooklyn's whimpers started to become louder as he assaulted her breasts. Her hands tried to find a way out of the handcuffs, but couldn't get them off. The handcuffs were cutting into her wrist as she struggled against them. She stopped when she felt Boris's hands on her pants.
Boris began to pull her pants, showing that she was wearing white panties. He then took off her pants and panties. She now wore a ripped jacket and t-shirt with an unclasped bra. He set up from her waist and started to undo his pants. He took off his jacket and pushed down his pants and gray boxers.
"I hope you are ready because I am and I don't go slow or easy even on a virgin," said Boris. He positioned his manhood to her womanhood.
With much force and speed, Boris thrust into her, shredding inner tissue. Brooklyn screamed as pain surged through her body. He repeatedly thrust into her with more power and velocity as he continued. She screamed in pain as he thrust into her. She wondered why no one could hear her screams.
After several minutes, Boris came into her, but continued to thrust into her. Brooklyn thought that it would never end. When he came into her three more times, Boris finally stopped. He laid on her with his head above her head, resting. He was still inside her. It felt like forever before he set up and took his manhood out of her. He stood up from the bed and put his boxers and pants back on. He picked up his jacket and put it on. He then said, "You better not lose or we will have a repeat. You better not tell anyone about this or I will find and kill you. Also, thanks for the fun." He chuckled as he undid the handcuffs and left the room.
Once Boris left, Brooklyn slowly pulled the covers over her whole body and curled up into a ball. Within minutes, she fell asleep.
Hope you like the story. A sad beginning. Please review. Have a nice night.
