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QA: Guest(2): It depends on how much time I have.
Lyrics to Trauma by NF (2019)
Nick moved and adjusted until he was no longer atop Lynn's body. This time, Tony stepped forward and let go of her legs slowly, afraid of her kicking him from the back. But fortunately, she stopped. Too tired to resist anymore, praying to God that someone will save her.
By all accounts, Tony had never known what Heaven felt like. He wasn't really a bad person, nor was he too good. The nerd had big achievements that made him feel extremely confident and happy with himself, but the feelings never lasted. However, his unending crush on Lynn seemed like it would just never stop until he got her in his grasp. And now as he was here, so close as to touching her nether regions, he felt like horseshit.
Tony constantly made fun guys who forced themselves onto a girl because he knew they did it mostly out of weakness, because they can't control their urges. But now, the karma went back at him like a spirit who'd been killed.
He wanted to stop, but he felt daggers upon his head as Nick glared at him, waiting for him to have a go. Tony looked down at his crush- the one he's been pursuing for all this time. She was down, tears spilling down her face. Her eyes clenched shut as she refused to see what was bound to happen, while her fists were turning white as they shook underneath Nick's tight pin against her wrists.
Lynn stopped kicking, knowing she wasn't gonna get out of it anyways. She clearly knew that even with Lincoln in the room, what could he do? His witty tactics won't work here if he didn't have the strength and courage to attack, which he didn't.
She wouldn't dare to scream, knowing that these walls were soundproofed, and vents didn't exist here. Besides, if anybody found out she was here, everyone would be in big trouble. She trembled in fear, Lynn would rather suffer in silence rather than get openly embarrassed again, knowing this would sell away not just her virginity, but also her dignity and integrity. The jock had to wonder though, if Lincoln was even there anymore, planning something to help or maybe he was just watching her, helplessly seeing his older sister about to get attacked by vicious potential rapists while not knowing not to do.
That thought made her heart crumple into pieces, as her eyes filled up with tears even more. She tried to blink them away but it was no use, they flowed out anyway like a river to the sea. If he wasn't gonna help, then she was fine with it. Lincoln may have been the one two tempt her- the same boy who had awaken conflicting feelings in her- and he may have done bad things to her in the past, but in the end of the day, he was her brother and she was his sister- the one who deserved to suffer.
After all, she bought this onto herself and already anticipated something like this to happen if she fought back against the meaty dude. And if he were to risk himself for her, broken bones and fallen teeth would be the least that could happen. Lynn gulped, she did not wanna know what the worst was gonna be.
Though, Lynn never gave up too easily, so while she was fatigued and somehow ran out of stamina, she was hoping that there was somebody from above to grace her with power and energy again, even though she hasn't entirely been an angel. Lynn didn't even believe luck was gonna help her out of this this time, only relying on karma and the man in the clouds for now.
Tony smirked, his boner pushing up against his pants. He didn't even think twice about what he was doing anymore, giving in to primal lust. With a firm grip against her, he let go of one leg and adjusted his clothed groin in the other, making sure it's ready for the hard pounding it's gonna give. And with that, he pulled her shorts down. He was tired of being called the good boy, blah blah blah, same shit. Today, he and everyone else in this room was going to go beyond the threshold. At least he wasn't alone.
"This is it!" Both jock and nerd thought at the same time. With the former feeling dread and panic sweep over her while there was excitement and bliss with the latter. Lynn's heart pounded harder and harder, her sweat and tears running down faster and faster. He pulled her shorts down slowly, giving himself a free strip tease from the girl he thirsted for a long time. And for the first time in a long time, she prayed to God, hoping he would answer her begging pleads.
She could see the nerd lick his lips as he stared at her stomach and bare thighs, having pulled her shorts down lower down to her knees. Lynn shuddered in disgust and felt her body exposed to the cold air. Disgusting. She thought. From this day on, she would feel dirty no matter what, and she knew that by heart.
"Woo! She is soaking down there!" Lynn heard, but never thought a thing. Only unconsciously blushing in embarrassment.
Begging wasn't gonna help her, no shit. She tried doing that in the 6th grade, but it was no use. That's what she learned too from movies and shows where the girl gets- you know… Lynn didn't wanna say it, knowing she was about to be one of them soon.
"No..." She whispered out in disgust as she felt him grope her covered chest through the jersey, biting his lip in a lustful way not even she would find sexy.
No, no, no. This wasn't fucking happening! She tried to deny, but she could clearly see it in her peripheral vision. Without anymore hesitation, Tony quickly hiked the shirt up, shock in his face at the sight of her wearing a bra. Seeing this happen, Lynn suddenly felt something rise amongst her bubbling emotions of shame, guilt and dread: Anger.
"Ha! Never expected her to wear such a thing. For a little girl like her, really?" Nick mocked, unamused, seeing way hotter girls around the middle school. Though, he still formed a hard on against the shackles that were his pants.
Ah yes, anger. The final frontier. Who else wouldn't feel it if they were being violated by two people in a room? All these years, Lynn was always called bad names among the good ones she received. They were usually about her appearance, like 'Oh hey, little girl!' or 'Are you sure you're fourteen?' and the worst one being 'What a cute lady! Trying to play with the big boys. Did she just start 1st grade?'. And that remark, was no different.
But every single ounce of hatred Lynn received only made her stronger, not taller though, which saddened her. It never stopped her from working her 110% in everything. Even then, those types of comments offend the shit out of her, and everybody knew not to mess with an angry Loud.
She looked down, and became more self aware. A boy pinned her down similarly to how she wanted Lincoln to do to her, and another violating her. Making her drown in shame and guilt, making her feel dirty and naughty. And despite feeling extremely down, she couldn't just let them have what they want! She was Lynn Loud Junior! She wasn't easy, no. She would make people work for it! And feeling extremely passive right now made her feel weak, and that was one thing she absolutely hated.
Fire raged through her veins, tears still continued to flow but only because they were out of anger. Her neck vein popped out and throbbed in an almost painful way. Adrenaline rushed through her body once more and she quickly thought of a way to escape the grips of the two men holding her down. But while she was getting ready, she already started to writhe, attempting to break through.
"Oh, look at the little girl, trying to be tough. How cute." Nick teased once more, making her growl in anger. It was funny to irk females in his point of view, like the misogynistic sexist he was.
Once Tony touched the damp spot in between her thighs, Lynn jumped and inhaled sharply in both pleasure and shame. With this triggering sensation against her violated body, Lynn clenched her fists tightly. She knew that enough is enough!
"Ooh, she likes it! Keep going!"
After a quick span of analyzing both their positions, she found her target hit.
"RAHHHHHHHHH!" She let out a mighty battle cry, her throat straining slightly before cocking her strong leg back as quickly as she could before kicking Tony straight in the balls, pulling him back and making him clutch at his jewels in tormenting pain. Bingo! Thank God she was flexible.
Nick held her tightly than ever, inwardly face palming at how Tony forgot to hold her legs down. The girl he pinned struggled against him. Ha! This what they call star athlete? Even she was no match for the big boys. Nick breathed with a slight mocking chuckle. No worries, it wasn't like she was gonna escape from his extremely strong pin against her-
"HIYAAAAAAH!" Another loud yell echoed throughout the room, and a thud was heard. Nick writhed in the floor in pain as his back gave him the worst pain in his life. Damn, that was worse than his father's spanks. He knew a bruise was gonna form soon. Then he quickly realized that she was gonna get away! With him no longer holding her, she had the upper hand. But that voice… it wasn't Lynn. No way, that sound was squeakier and it gave him the impression that that was a young boy. His eyes widened in realization after being clenched shut in pain. Who else was in here with her!?
Lynn on the other hand, had no time to react. She quickly pulled her shorts back on, ignoring every noise going around her. The girl almost stumbled as she stood with shaky legs, and had to hold onto the wall before finally maintaining her balance. Damn it, Lynn. She thought to herself. More of this, and you won't be able to see yourself in the championships.
Bad idea. No. Lynn had forgotten that in every scenario like this, you should never let your guard down.
"Gotcha!" A voice yelled as Lynn felt herself pushed by a heavy force down towards the ground. With a time reaction as fast as sonic, she ran away as far as she could, hoping that he would be fooled by her clever tricks.
Unfortunately, he had her wrapped around his arms. Lynn's back felt the sensation of a rock hard body, along with something long protruding and rubbing against her in between her thighs." Oh shit." Lynn muttered out. It was the buff guy.
"LI-" A big hand quickly smacked itself onto her mouth, preventing her from being able to speak. Nick unbuckled his belt and undid his buttons in no time before pulling his pants down with one hand, while holding Lynn in the other. Ha! Got the bitch now. Nobody's a good match for him. Nick laughed crudely, fortunate enough to say his parents were rich to bribe everyone out of justice.
Lynn found herself struggling again in this hold. After so many wrestling matches with her coaches, friends, siblings, and even random people, she never found herself in such a scenario. She knew it felt to have the lower hand, and she also knew this type of shit happened in reality, but even so, a part of her denied that this was ever happening. But it was happening. And oh, was it a very fearful experience. She made it this far as to escaping their holds once! The sporty girl knew she had no time to waste. Fuck whatever happens to these two, they'll deserve all of it anyways.
In a blind fog of anger and frustration, she bit on his big hand. Remembering all the bad times she experienced ranging from tough luck in easy games to her siblings brawling for the most outrageous things and her 1st year of middle school. The bite was hard enough to make him pull his hand out and leave teeth marks, but not too much to make him cry on the floor and make him beg for the WAMbulance!
"You think you got the upper hand, girly!? Well…" Lynn felt the hand she bit on quickly strip her away from her shorts, rubbing her crotch through the only thing undergarment she wore below the waist down. She trembled at the sensation of being touched after edging for so long, a pool of arousal quickly forming itself in her core. And she absolutely hated it. The brunette also felt the brute breathe against her neck, sending terrible shivers down her spine and giving goosebumps against her skin. "You're wrong." He whispered out sensually, establishing power over the small teen.
Being toyed around like this made the athlete go beyond the 10 levels of anger. The thought of someone being molested always angered Lynn, but mess with one of her loved ones or even her herself, then you'll be introduced to a whole new level of aggression and evil. It came to the point where she shook and growl every second that passed, grinding her teeth against each other while her face completely scrunched up. You can see the devil in her eyes at this point, the inner beast releasing itself for the sake of her safety.
Not holding back anymore, not that she ever did, but as the karate black belter thought, maybe she wasn't giving enough energy into the fight. Just like that time she was learning how to cut bricks with her hand. As her sensei told her "Bricks are like people. Sure, they're stationary and stubborn. But once you build up all your energy when they least expect it," She remembered him pushing her back to demonstrate. "And especially if their guard is down," He let out a battle cry as he chopped it with his bare hand, the movement of his arm a blur.
"It's your chance to strike."
Lynn remembered the first time she used that trick, and it was also the first time she broke the bricks. Sure, there was pain in her bones after, but the pride she felt inside was something she couldn't comprehend. Now wasn't the time for that though, it was time to do something she never would've thought she'd do outside the ring.
A hard elbow nudge to the chest here, and a kick to the stomach there. She gave it all her might, and knowing the strength she had, it was enough to make the strongest bones crack. Luckily for Nick, she hit the muscly parts of his body, which hurt but it wasn't critical. It was distracting, however. And setting your vision straight, eyes on the prize is the main way to win a fight.
When Lynn noticed his grip on her loosened, she remembered kicking him a little higher then necessary. After an inward face palm, she recovered and like what she did with Tony, kicked him in the nuts- the most sensitive area of a man.
He didn't budge.
Lynn gulped, sweat flowing down her face as she thought of another way out.
"The jokes on you, ponytail." Nicholas says, punching his junk and making a strangely familiar noise to the female jock. She raised a brow in curiosity and looked down to his pants pulled down, showing his underwear along with… something else. Oh crap. Lynn realized. It was a jockstrap. "Always wearin' it, just in case." He said.
The only thing the angered and fearful Lynn could do now was struggle and writhe helplessly as he touched her body parts dominant lyrics. Pride feeding his mind and lust filling his stone cold heart as he leaned on the arcade machine and made his way up towards her small chest with his other hand making its way downstairs.
Before one thing snapped in his brain, and that's when he paused. "Where's that fucking nerd? Tony?" He called out for a second. Before holding her loosely. Yes! Lynn thought, feeling like this was her chance to escape. With that, she tried to break and make a run for it. Only to be held by him again, switching positions with Nick so she was pinned against the arcade machine, feeling the buttons and switched against her back. "There's no escaping here, little lady." It seemed like he gave no fucks about anything anymore, seeing how he continued his assault on her.
"Let me go, you jerk!" Lynn yelled, making a futile effort to beg.
He didn't respond, only beginning to claw at the only pieces of clothing she had left, and with Lynn not allowing it to be this easy, wrestled with his hands to prevent him from getting a feel. Only to get held in a choke hold with his large hand.
"What's wrong, slut?" I'm suffocating, duh stupid. Her face was slowly turning red at the lack of air in her lungs. She tried to get his hand to stop choking her by clawing and pulling at it. But gave up and yelped in pain with tears building up in the corner of her eyes instead when he shoved his four fingers inside her, Lynn's walls rejecting it but he forced himself inside anyways. "I thought you'd like this." He smirked sadistically.
The girl's vision was fading to black, and her lungs were about to die out, her mind becoming more fuzzy and unclear. Out of all things she suddenly remembers before death dances with her, or something of the like, the lyrics of a song Lucy constantly sang in the privacy of their room rang in her ears.
Grab my head I'm drowning
I feel my heart pounding
Why haven't you found me, yet?
"L…L-L…" She tried to speak through the lack of air.
I hold you so proudly,
Traumas they surround me
"Li…Linc…" Through the pain, she stuttered out, trying to call out for his help.
Why haven't you found me yet?
Suddenly, she saw the light at the end of the tunnel. Her angel in disguise, her hero without a cape, her saving grace. "L-Lincoln!…" She croaked out weakly with the few last breaths she had before clenching her eyes shut and shuddering as he rubbed her sensitive button, biting her lips to stifle a shameful moan.
"Huh? Who's Linco-"
"Only I can mess with my sister like that!" Nick hears the same squeaky voice again before getting knocked to the ground. He looks up quickly to defend himself and saw the silhouette of the mystery partner she had in the room.
"Mess with my sister like that, huh?" He smirked. Disgusting, indeed. Through his ridiculous taunts of her, he was indeed right. After connecting the dots in his clouded mind, Lynn Loud Jr. was a sleazy nympho, but what was worse, he discovered, is that she also seduced this dorky kid form the news team who's her brother. Absolutely gross. He laughed.
Before getting knocked unconscious by the same boy. Not before hearing him say, "You'll never speak of this." As his vision fades to black, similar to Lynn's potential fate earlier.
Lincoln panted as he dropped to the ground, fatigue overwhelming him as beads of sweat fall down his eyebrow. Finally, the nightmare was over.
Just then, he felt a warm embrace from the other person in the room with him. And while it was cold and tense from the horrible fight they had to go through, Lincoln hugged her back. With that, the two siblings have a warm reconciliation. She was never one for hugs really, so Lincoln made sure to cherish this moment forever until it lasted. The room's temperature went up and it got warmer as they enjoyed each other's sweet company.
"Thank Y-you." Lynn stuttered out, still recovering from the choke hold on her. He could feel wetness against his shoulder, just where her face was resting. Sniffles and sobs could be heard around the closed room too, Lincoln kept quiet, knowing she needed that release. With the tough girl façade out of the way, Lynn was opening her heart out to him, in a way most distant siblings would envy. He knew she had this softer and tender side in her, even if she rarely showed it. It hurt him in a way, but he couldn't explain why. Maybe it was because he wished she was more showy when it came to love, or maybe it's because he missed the way she used to be like that.
Despite feeling slight sparks of dread and fearful adrenaline from what happened earlier, a wave of relief drowned those previous feelings, they were both more than happy that it was all done. The job is finished, they didn't need to worry no more.
"It's okay Lynn. I'm here." He said, patting her back as he held her tighter in his arms in their loving embrace. His other hand caressing her messy hair as he soothed his most probably traumatized sister.
As for him, Lincoln was far from okay.
The thrill of that happening scared the crap out of him, and he hated it. It felt like watching "The Harvester" and then realizing that it was behind a true story in the end. The adrenaline in his body earlier pumped through his veins so fast it felt like he would explode. And had given so much bruises from fighting that smaller guy earlier that he could've been confused as a bully. He only did it because it was what's best for all of them in the room, Lincoln was glad the brute didn't notice even when his friend was knocked out by the white top.
Seeing his sister's angry yet scared look was what gave him the motivation to continue the fight, despite all the guilt he'd endure from it later on. And now, looking at her tear stained face full of relief and pride for him was worth anything he'd ever achieved in his short and young life. His only focus right now was on her, and her only. Nothing else in the room would make him divert his attention right now.
After pulling out of the hug, Lincoln also noticed some bruises forming around some areas, including her throat. "Are you feeling alright?" He asked, more concerned for her than himself. After all, she had never gotten that release.
What the heck, Lincoln! You're sister literally gets molested and all you can think about is not being able to get to do her!? A nagging voice yells in his head as he tries his best to shut it out.
Lynn adjusted uncomfortably and responded, not looking at him in the eye as she curled up in ball. Having calmed down from the assault. "Kinda. I don't know." She replied timidly, her chin resting on her knees. She still didn't now what to think. Lynn was ecstatic that the whole ordeal was over, and both she and Lincoln were safe and sound, both surviving in one piece. But there was still something plaguing her mind that she didn't wanna talk about.
Lincoln noticed that because of the wild brute, her shorts were temporarily discarded on the sidelines. Figuring that she was in no mood to do it anymore, stood up and got the piece of clothing and gave it back to her, awkwardly. His mind still processing what happened earlier, as he was also in no mood to do anything naughty. Lincoln closed his eyes, preventing himself from looking. They haven't made it that far, yet.
Besides, they've already done enough today, anyways. What happened wasn't supposed to, right?
With a quick swipe after the article of clothing, Lynn got up as well with the help of Lincoln. She held on to him for a short while as he helped her maintain her balance so she can wear her shorts back without a struggle. After getting violated, she was in no mood for games. Lynn felt like she needed to go to the nearest locker room and shower off the dirt, and shame she felt. But at the same time, her nether regions throbbed both in pain and pleasure. The way she got on her knees just for him, it made her hot and heady, yet at the same time disgusted and guilty. She had some unfinished business to do.
The two siblings looked at each other. "Gotta hand it to you bro, you did a great job." She complimented, earning a grateful nod from Lincoln.
"I had to do what I needed to do." He replied back, still feeling awkward from what happened this whole day. After that incident, Lincoln thought he could never go back to this room without feeling repulsed. But other than that, if Lynn was fine, then he was okay too.
The room was pregnant silent for a while, the siblings still recovering as they processes everything that went down. From the locker to the assault, they remembered it as it repeated itself in their brains- as if it was God reminding them of their mistakes. Guilt and heavy shame almost drowned them, if it weren't for the relief and love they felt for each other. As for it being familial or romantic, they didn't know. It's as if there is this thing connecting them together the whole time.
The swelling in their hearts only grew when they were closed to each other, but maybe that's because they're siblings and they need one another.
Call it brotherly or sisterly instinct but somehow, they both felt on a deeper level when it came to each other compared to their other siblings. Then again, that could be because they were the closest pair. They didn't wanna know for now, as they still had a lot going on around. Maybe when they had time, they'd talk about this.
Or never again.
Lincoln cleared his throat, getting Lynn's attention before proceeding to break the silence. "What're we gonna do with them?" He pointed towards the two unconscious boys on the ground as he walked around to pick his long abandoned back pack. There wasn't any bleeding, thankfully. And fortunately for the siblings, the blows that Lincoln had given weren't fatal, but hard enough to knock them out.
Lynn hummed as she tapped her foot on the ground. But after a few minutes, she stopped and looked at him again with a confident smirk, though he could see her eyes still hurting. "I got an idea."
So I know you guys are probably getting annoyed by the cliffhangers. This chapter was supposed to be longer but I decided to split it into two so y'all won't struggle with scrolling.
Next chapter is gonna be a wild ride; I'm not finished with writing but I promise you will all love it.
For now, I want you to imagine what's gonna happen next: What's Lynn's idea? How are they gonna deal with this heavy situation? And most of all, will they ever get that sexual release they both wanted, or will it just be left in vain?
Find out next time on Beyond Two Siblings! See ya again soon!