Chapter Nine
Her breath was hot on my neck, I squeezed my eyes shut. She gripped me between the legs, guiding me inside of her pussy. I felt incredibly helpless at that moment. My heart thumped in my chest, knowing just like that night I wouldn't be able to stop myself from liking it. At least not physically resist, which was beyond humiliating.
My breath caught in my throat, I felt dizzy and my entire body was hot and not in a good day. My head hurt as I remembered that night. Remembered those sharp, almost violet eyes as they burned into my own. And just like that night, Kaori began to ride me.
I had been helpless that night too. Only fourteen. But that woman hadn't cared. She had nibbled at my throat, pressed her hips into mine.
"Don't act like you're not enjoying this my dear."
I squeezed my eyes shut, nearly in tears. Stop. Stop it! Don't do this. I wanted to yell and scream at Kaori, wanted to hurt her. Instead, I stayed silent, trapped in the memories of that night, and the sensation of this one as well. "Saeko, Saeko!" Kaori gasped, whimpering.
"You fit right in the palm of my hand, it's adorable…it's like it was meant to be stroked by me. Is this your first time?" The woman from back then whispered. Of course it was! I was fourteen! Only fourteen!
"Stop," I breathed out, dug my nails into my palm, struggled against my bonds. Just as I did now. The woman smirked as she slid up my form, her sweet breath on my face.
"I bet it is. I never thought I'd find such a cute little Japanese girl over here in America…not to mention one so...unique. It's been boring, I'm glad you're here to make it interesting," She gave a wolfish laugh, pressed her large, soft breasts to my chest. She spread her legs slightly, sinking her hips down onto my cock, her wet heat too much. "Not aroused yet?"
"How…how could I be aroused by someone like you," I hissed between my teeth. I hated America. I hated it. I never wanted to come back here…I never wanted to be near it. This was why had I been so anxious…people like this were here…why did father come here so often? But this woman was Japanese as well. She knew my father. Had talked to him earlier…and yet…had she no honor?!
Kaori moaned into my ear, I pulled at the sheets of the bed beneath my tied hands. I struggled, eyes wide. I couldn't breathe. Fuck! Dammit dammit dammit! I saw red. I wanted to kill this bitch. I would fucking kill her! She leaned down and played idly with my breasts, hips moving harder, faster, my heart pounded harder. Sweat was hot and slick on my skin.
"Thinking about something good?" She murmured with a giggle in my ear. I trembled, oh god. This felt too good, it felt so good, especially because it brought her back, brought back this humiliation. But it wasn't the same, it wasn't her. This sensation, this sensation of being forced to do something. It was exhilarating then. That woman had made it filthy and exhilarating.
"I'm gonna cum soon, what's your name little girl," the older Japanese woman purred, her nails digging into my scalp as she pulled my head up, grinding her hips into mine.
"Saeko Busujima." I whimpered.
"I'm going to make you addicted to this feeling," She growled, "These next few days. It's going to be just you and I. And you..you won't say a word of this too your father." She leered at me, then her breath broke off into pants. "You don't want me to stop. You want to cum. Fuck, yes, Saeko, Saeko! I'm coming, come first, come first," Her nails made a cut down my cheek, and almost as if my body was obeying her command, I found release, pouring inside her. She leaned down, and crushed her mouth to mine.
My eyes narrowed. I went still, a chilling calm took over me. I was done, done feeling helpless. I had sworn to never feel pleasure like that again, I refused to. Not with Kaori. "Come for me Saeko, please come inside me," This was different, this girl was crazy. That woman had been a perfectly sane, beautiful, confident woman with pretty eyes and pretty violet hair. She'd been like a goddess, taking what she wanted from me- a mere peasant compared to her. She was breathtaking, wealthy, powerful, ambitious.
She hadn't done it like this.
I grit my teeth, struggling against my bonds. Before I knew it there was a ripping sound, and I let loose like an animalistic noise. I wrapped my fingers around porcelain skin, and squeezed. I closed my eyes, I couldn't watch her face. Not as I did this. She gasped and whimpered and cried against me, and I just pushed, harder, squeezed tighter and then..I crushed her to me, the hear of all this and the feeling of her inside of me making me cum. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, feeling her writhe against me and cum, tightening, letting out pathetic noises as I choked the life from her.
All resistance stopped, and she went limp. Even then I didn't stop; in fact I squeezed harder until my hands hurt! I stopped only when her heart stopped beating. Permanently. I let her drop, overwhelmed, beginning to sob.
I panted hard, gripped my head in my hands, forced all the bad thoughts away. I wanted to scream I wanted to fucking mutilate her, I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to die, I wanted to leap up and cry out for joy because I had stopped it from happening! I had stopped it from happening again! I had saved myself from that strange, broken, helpless feeling.
I felt a rush of sudden joy, leaning my head back, laughing. "And I came. I came in her." I looked over, where Kaori was lying dead. I laughed harder, "I came in you. Just like you fucking wanted. Y...you bitch," I whispered in an accusing tone. I couldn't stand in the room any longer.
I stood quickly, fled from what I'd done. I walked down the hallway, then slammed the door to Rei and Misuzu's room open. I was met with the sight of them curled up together, kissing ever so softly and gently. Their eyes were wide with fear as they looked over, then Rei sat up, relaxed.
"Saeko, what the hell?" She stood, stalking towards me. Between my legs, my pants were unbuttoned, my cock hanging free- soaked with juices and cum. My entire body was slick with sweat. I laughed pathetically, unable to look at her.
"You were right! She was manipulating me and taking advantage of me." I seized Rei around the shoulders, forced her close and kissed her hard. Rei struggled.
"Saeko I'm confused...why-"
"She tried to fuck me, she raped me. So I killed her. I killed her Rei. She's there. Dead on the bed." I whispered in a dull, empty voice. "I wrapped my hands around her neck and squeezed until she stopped breathing. She reminded me why I'm like what I am today. It was great, it was fucking exhilarating..."
"What…what the fuck Saeko, what's going on," Her eyes were wide a saucers. "Misuzu, make room on the bed, she needs to relax! Saeko sit down, sit down for a little." I hesitated, before doing as told. Rei cared for me gently, "Misuzu can you go wet a cloth then come back?"
Misuzu gave me a pitying look, but nodded and disappeared out the door. Alone with Rei, I realized my actions. Realized how much I'd enjoyed it. How much desire I felt for that woman even now.
"What have I done," I whimpered. "I'm sorry. Look at me.. I-I'm pathetic...filthy." She slid her arms around me and held me close, resting her face in my neck.
"No. You're alright."
And for a moment, I could really relax. Then the door to the bedroom opened, and Misuzu stepped in. She had a soaked cloth in her hands.
"Don't apologize to me, or to Misuzu, or to anyone else. She got what she deserved." But did she really deserve to die? I had been caught up in the moment. Been pinned down by a strange collection of dark thoughts. All I could think about was killing her and stopping it from happening again. Misuzu handed the cloth to Rei, who began to gently apply it to me. To my member.
I felt no arousal. I just let her clean me. Then she tucked me back into my boxers, and buttoned me up. "I'm sorry," I whispered again, feeling like a loser.
"You look like you don't believe what she's saying but Saeko, I would have done the same thing," Misuzu said gently, evens so her eyes flickered to Rei's. They both looked beyond scared. I pressed my knees into my chest. Man, I was dizzy and I was tired. I sat back, closed my eyes. How could I sleep after doing something so fucked up, killing something alive? It was…surprisingly easy. I became lost in the feeling of Rei and Misuzu curled up against me. I fell into a fitful sleep, comforted only by the two girls laying against me.
The next morning came quicker than desired. My head pounded and my mouth felt dry. The warm bodies against me had disappeared, and I was struck with a sudden feeling of panic. What if they left me because of what I did last night?
"Morning Saeko," Misuzu greeted, I looked over to see she and Rei playfully wrestling on the bedroom floor, hips gliding together. I didn't know wrestling involved the rubbing of vaginas. Or morning. I rubbed the back of my head. I felt kind of…good in a way. Killing that girl had satisfied a hunger in me I never realized was there. Killing her, and coming in her while she was helpless...
"Hey," I smiled. "I'm sorry about last night," I added. Misuzu moaned breathily as Rei flipped her onto her back and bit at her neck, before turning her head and staring at me.
"There is no need to apologize, just…don't do it to us ok," Rei mumbled into Misuzu's neck. I watched them tussle for a little.
"No promises," I said teasingly, their heads whipped over, an identical expression of dead seriousness on both their face. I stopped in my mental tracks. "I understand," I whispered. They sighed, and Rei stood gracefully, before walking over and pressing me down onto my back, her knee against my groin as she smiled. She had me pinned, and when I looked up I saw her soaked womanhood. I blushed furiously, looking away.
"We meant no offense. Last night you were scary. You had this crazed wild look in your eyes. You were sweating. It was only common sense that we'd be a little scared."
"I do understand," I nodded, "I'm sorry for treating you like I did. The fact that it took me being forced into sex to realize you weren't just some bipolar bitch is ridiculous…"
"Let's not talk about it. Want something to eat," Rei asked, smiling. I nodded. I was hungry, very hungry. "Come on then, there's food in the kitchen. Just let me get dressed." I nodded in understanding. Misuzu was still looking at me, fear in the recesses of her pretty. eyes.
I trudged after her into the kitchen, hands in the pockets of my pants. I kept my thoughts off of last night. I really didn't want to think about it. Rei worked quickly and quietly, making plenty of toast with butter for the three of us.
There were only three of us.
What was I going to tell the others? When I asked them that, Rei just smirked and told me she'd explain everything. I didn't doubt her. I couldn't…not after her accusations had been confirmed. I trusted her completely and totally. She was mischevious not malevolent.
We also took the moment to discuss our plans. We'd head out as soon as we finished eating and head to the police station that she claimed was about two hours away. Misuzu explained how she livefd nearby. Then complained that she didn't want to walk.
I told her I'd simply carry her and she went silent. "I'm really sorry, about not keeping my promise…about keeping you guys safe. Since I..." This caught their attention. "I'd like to. But it's not fair if I choose favorites. I want to have all of you. To protect all of you."
"Say something like that and it'll be like Shizuka all over again Saeko…" Rei muttered, rubbing her temples. "You can't have more than one girlfri-"
"I'm not talking about dating. I'm talking about keeping you guys safe."
"That's the same thing to you. You're…fucking weird Saeko," Misuzu said with a shake of her head, "when you "protect someone" it's like they consume your thoughts. All you can think about is that one person until another catches your attention. Your protection is a weird, sexual-tension filled situation where it's just you and that girl until you lose interest…" I cocked my brow, then thought on the matter.
I understood why they thought that. Now that I think about it. Was that why Shizuka left me? Because She thought I was like that? It took me this long to realize…
"I think I've decided what I'm going to do," I smiled, before getting up and heading towards the bedroom where Kaori lay, permanently silent. I grabbed my bokken from where it rested on the nightstand, I didn't even hesitate. I glared at her body.
All rapists deserved that. If I had raped her, I would hope I'd get the same treatment…that was one thing I didn't condone. Especially since her. I walked downstairs, stuffed a hand into my pocket. They were waiting by the door, to my shock Misuzu had a pistol in her hand. "Whoah! What the hell is that?"
"That woman's corpse was carrying it. There are bullets too. A bunch. I think it's a police model, the umm, what are they called, Sam and Westons…"
"Smith and Wesson," I groaned, "Whatever. Just be careful with it." I gestured towards the door. "Shall we get going?"