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"I know your tryin' to hide that shakin'. And you were right. I'm not a please kinda' guy. I just take what I want." Coleman growled, covering Carly's mouth roughly with his calloused hand.
Carly kicked and thrashed trying to loosen Coleman's hold on her but nothing worked. "Stop trying to fight darlin'. This is what I do for a livin' and no one's gotten away before I was done with them." Coleman said, shoving Carly against the brick wall of the alley.
He still had a hold of her hair and Carly could feel it being ripped out but the roots. Since the kicking hadn't work she tried biting his hand so she could scream for help, but that didn't work either.
"That tickles. Why do ya' think I keep my hands so calloused? It's so I can't feel it when bitches like you bite them to scream for mercy."
Keeping a hold of Carly's hair, he put his hand on top of her head and forced her to slide down the wall until she was sitting on the littered concrete.
"Oh, and I know your I.D. is a fake. I'm bettin' you're barely 18 years old. Nice try though darlin'" Coleman whispered into Carly's ear, licking the tip and making her shudder in disgust. "Where's that fire ya' had back in my bar? Not so tough now are ya!" Coleman yelled.
Why the Hell can't anyone hear him? He's loud as a fucking police siren! Carly thought.
"Now, let's make sure ya' can't get away." Coleman sneered. Before Carly could even think to fight back Coleman pulled back her head and slammed it into the wall, making Carly see stars.
"Tsk Tsk. And your hair was so pretty. Now it's all covered in blood." Coleman laughed. Carly's eyes started to droop, "Alright, I guess I better get started. Don't want ya' fallin' asleep before I'm done. I want you awake the whole time." He said, grinning evilly.
Coleman ripped Carly's jeans, not even bothering with the button and zipper. He yanked her jeans and panties down to her ankles, and carelessly removed her shoes with his feet.
"No, no. Please." Carly begged through the hand that was covering her mouth.
You're disgusting. You are going to let this low life creep take advantage of you. You are tougher than this! Caroline Benson would never give up this easily. And she certainly wouldn't beg. Caroline Leigh Benson never begs. Carly chastised herself.
Carly was lost in self loathing when she suddenly felt pain explode between her legs as Coleman thrust himself into her pelvis. She whimpered in pain and immediately hated herself for it.
"I knew ya' were all bark and no bite when I first saw ya'" Coleman puffed out.
It'll end soon. He's already out of breath, She hoped.
To her disgust he closed his eyes and started moaning deep guttural sounds along with his thrusts. She let her eyelids shut and decided to just stop fighting, stop thinking, stop living; hoping Coleman would get tired of her and let her go.
"Aye!" Someone yelled suddenly. Carly's eyes popped open at the sound of the voice.
Finally! Since you are too much of a weakling to fight his guy off yourself, someone is here to save your sorry ass. Pathetic really. But at least we now know that not all of Port Charles New York is deaf.