Logans story...

Consciousness began as I was dragged across the room.

I was then thrown over the fucking box again. I tried to play it cool. Play dead! pretend I hadn't woken up, maybe he wouldn't fuck me again if I couldn't feel the pain... Maybe I was wrong?

The Russian fucker yanked down my pants.

I felt his hand circle my ass a few times first, I remained silent, still pretending to be out of it. Praying the pain wasn't about to come again.

My arm was complete agony it looked disgusting, the only good thing about it were the black outs, I had no clue how Kendall had fallen to sleep, and now he just sat back and watched as this dick head stroked my ass.

My hand twitched as I felt his finger go in me, I don't think he saw. It stung... Burnt almost as it got inserted. This fucker had never heard of lube! My ass hole was never going to be the same. It had been ripped to shreds... Least that's what it felt like yesterday.

I layed silently as I felt his finger move in and out of my backside. It killed, He still fondled my ass cheek with his other hand.

I pulled my eyes shut tighter as I tried to deal with the pain as a second and a third finger got rammed in me. I think I was either bleeding again or he had sucked his finger as they were sliding in easier now but it stung like a fucker... Like a popped blister on your heel when you try and put your shoe on... Only up your ass!

I could feel him touching my insides, not just a finger fuck, but more exploring what it felt like inside me.

He then snapped his fingers out and starting feeling my cock, again he wasn't trying to butter me up for a hot date, he pulled on it hard then stroked my sack, Crushing my balls together.

I'm pretty sure he must of felt me twitch, that was when I heard his trousers come down and fear really fucking took over. I can't go through this again... I really fucking can't.

"No please" I heard Kendall say.

It was then that I tried to struggle free but the fucker pinned me down by the shoulder of my broken arm.

Pain seared through me like never before, he dug his fist in to my shoulder blade then shunted his cock in to my ass which was so fucking tightly shut.

"AAAAGH... Oh fuck! Please."

More stabs of pain came to my ass as he bluntly rammed me.

"NO! JESUS NO!..."

my sweat began pouring off of me, I watched as it dripped down from my head as it hung over the box.

I didn't want to cry, I didn't want this fucker to see me cry like a whore but the pain was too much.

"JUST KILL... ME!" I sobbed.

He might as well of been fucking me with barbed wire.

I wished it over, I wished to be dead.

Death would be a blessing.

"Pl... Please..." whimpered out of me.

I watched on as Kendall was taken from the room, he put water down by the side of me, then left.

I closed my eyes in despair as I saw my only piece of normality walk out the door.

"YOU FUCKER!... UGH! fuck... please... Please ... UGH! just stop!"

The Russian fuck then just laughed.

I cried, sucking in the fucking tears as this cunt forced him self on me.

I took a deep breath then with every ounce of strength I still clung on to I heaved my body up Sharply, knocking the Russian queer off of me and on to the floor, I wasted no time in kicking the absolute shit out of him, his stomach, his chest, his face,

Kick after kick after kick!

"HURT DOES IT!?... You mother fuckin cunt!" I screamed as I nailed him in the nuts.

I kept kicking, smacked his face in, his nose caved in as my blood stained blue vans punted in to his face.

He wasn't yelling anymore he gurgled. He was fucked!

I watched in a crazed delight as blood began pouring and teeth hung loosely in his cock sucking mouth.

the adrenalin was buzzing out of me like I've never felt before, my stomach felt sick looking at my own feet beat this cunt to death... But fuck! he deserved it!

I kept kicking, not even aiming at anything in particular now, I shunted his chin when I intended to get his chest, the bone broke and his mouth hung disgustingly to one side.

His eyes lulled in his head. I spat on him. he then made spasticated hand movements towards my feet.

"you.. mother... fucker!" I said grinning down at him as my chest heaved in and out trying to catch my breath.

I then stood on his arm at the elbow and began pulling up, the pressure pulling it up with my one good arm killed the broken one... But it was worth the pain, the adrenalin and sadistic joy out weighed the pain a million to one.

I don't know what happened first, the bone breaking?... Him gurgling his last breath? or me being stabbed in the stomach from behind.

I looked down to see what it was that has cut me, but all I saw was blood coming out from a small hole.

I swung round still pumped up, ready to fight for my life but instead got a chain wrapped around my neck which brought me down to the floor.

I grabbed at the chain trying to hold on to it before it lost all its slack but it had stopped my lungs from gasping at desperate breaths they needed, I felt my face get tight and my eyes filled with pressure.

"Gurgh... Uhg guhg" were the only sounds I could hear. It took me a while to realise that it was me that was making them as my head felt like exploding from the built up pressure from the chain.

My feet tried to stand me up as I got dragged across the room. The room got foggy it then turned black...