WARNING: The following contains nonconsensual sex. If that offends you, then skip this one chapter (the rest of the story should still make sense if you don't read it.) See author's notes at the end.
Chapter 4Ron let his eyes roam lewdly over Kim's body while he continued to stroke her hair.
"Ron, don't do this." She begged softly.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Suddenly, he balled his hand into a fist around her flowing tresses. She yelped in pain as he yanked her hair forward, forcing her face closer to his.
His scent invaded her nostrils. The clean mixture of soap and spicy cologne that used to comfort her now struck fear in her heart. She clamped her eyes shut and tried to shake off the wave of nausea that passed through her.
"What's wrong, KP? The thought of being with a loser like me make you sick? I'm sure this is nothing new for a slut like you. Rumor has it that you've had plenty of experience with Josh Mankey." He covered her lips with his in a savage kiss, forcing his tongue deep inside her mouth to muffle her cries.
"Not like this, please!" She sobbed, gasping for air when he finally broke the kiss.
Ignoring her protests, he ran his tongue down her slender neck tasting the coppery blood that was still flowing from her wounds. His hand groped her breast through her shirt.
"Why are you doing this?" Kim demanded, struggling uselessly against her restraints.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted you." He said dreamily, slipping his hand under her shirt.
"Don't you remember our friendship…how much we mean to each other? Remember all the good times we had together? Don't throw it all away, Ron." She tried to reason, holding tight to the flicker of hope that she could break through to him.
"SHUT UP!" His hand struck her face once more, leaving another large welt on her already bruised skin. "You never gave a damn about me!" Ron shouted with anger flashing in his eyes again. "You only used me for your own personal gain. Well now the tables are turned, aren't they?"
He retrieved the knife from his belt again and cut down the center of her shirt in one swift movement. The material hung limply from her arms, exposing the creamy skin underneath. "That's gotta go." He muttered, eyeing the lacy bra that covered her breasts. With another jerk from the knife, the thin fabric was disposed of in the same fashion.
Ron's eyes lit up as he studied her pert breasts, nipples hardening from the cool draft. "They're even more perfect than I imagined, KP." He murmured, massaging the mounds with his fingers. He lowered his head and took the soft flesh between his lips. His touch was tender at first as he gently sucked and teased her nipples with his tongue, alternating from one side to the other.
Kim closed her eyes and cried softly, trying to ignore the pleasant sensations that were involuntarily coursing through her body despite the violation. She had always fantasized that Ron would be her first. Although they claimed to be just friends, he was the only person that she could imagine sharing such a sacred moment with. But not like this. Dreams of soft music and candlelight came crashing down around her as she was jerked back to the reality of the situation. She jumped in pain causing cold steel to dig into her sore wrists when Ron's advances abruptly became more brutal.
Ron grazed her sensitive nipple with his teeth before sinking them into her flesh. He bit down sucked harshly on her left breast while painfully squeezing the right under his fingertips. A scream escaped her lips from the torment. After what seemed like eternity, he released her and leered at his work. A dark purple bruise framed in teeth marks was already starting to appear where his mouth had been.
Growing bored with her upper half, Ron ran his hands down her back lightly scratching her with his fingernails. He paused at the waistband of her pants. "Time for some real action." He said smugly with an intimidating gaze.
"Don't you dare, you bastard!" She screamed, her heart fluttering like mad in her chest. Ignoring her, he fumbled briefly with the button then easily slipped her pants from her waist. The material bunched around her ankles from the chains that restrained her.
"That won't do, will it KP?" Ron walked over to the door and retrieved the small key that was hanging from a nail. Returning, he knelt down and slipped off her shoes and socks before unlocking the shackles. With her ankles freed from the wall, he finished removing her pants and yanked down her underwear.
Once she could move her legs, Kim immediately lashed out, attempting to kick Ron in the head before he stood again. Anticipating the blow, he easily avoided it by leaning to the side. "That wasn't very nice." He said, rising to his feet.
Gritting her teeth, she kicked at him again—this time aiming for his groin. He skirted back quickly and laughed as her foot struck empty air. "You're so predictable." Moving out of her reach, he took the opportunity to admire her before proceeding.
Kim blushed and lowered her head in humiliation as Ron's eyes hungrily roamed over her nude body. Even with her feet free from the bonds, she knew that she wouldn't be able to fight him off. Feelings of helplessness and vulnerability consumed her. She was going to be raped by her best friend.
Stepping forward again, Ron pressed his knees against her legs to prevent her from kicking at him again. He ran his hands down her back and over her bottom, his dark brown eyes staring coldly into her green ones.
"Get your fucking hands off me!" She screamed with hatred. "I swear I'll kill you if you don't stop right now, Ron!"
"I don't think you're in any position to be making threats at the moment." Ron said, chuckling lightly. Abruptly, he cupped her crotch in his hand, sliding to fingers between her lips. A crude grin spread across his face when he felt her wetness. "And I was under the impression that you weren't having a good time, KP." He sneered, idly letting his fingers trail over her sensitive nub.
Kim's hips involuntarily bucked from his touch. She hung her head in shame at her own body's betrayal. The thought of being violated like this disgusted her, but she couldn't control her natural reaction to his caresses. Fresh, hot tears began to roll down her cheeks once more.
Ron explored the forbidden territory briefly, then stepped away from her. Kim watched in dread as he quickly shed his clothes. She cringed in revulsion at the sight of his massive erection when he pulled off his boxers.
"No. Please Ron. Don't do this!" Kim begged as he moved toward her again. She couldn't believe this was happening. Not Ron. How could he simply destroy a lifetime of friendship like this? If it had been anybody else she could at least cope with it. Being by betrayed by Ron this way didn't just break her spirit, but her heart as well.
He pressed against her, making her squirm as his arousal brushed against her thigh. Entwining his fingers in her hair, he forced her head forward and roughly kissed her again. "I've waited for this moment for a long time." He murmured, releasing her.
She struggled desperately against her restraints as he parted her legs with his knees. "Don't try to resist me, KP. It'll only make things worse for you." Ron said cruelly. He let his body settle between her legs, pushing himself against her opening.
Kim sobbed violently at the feeling of his erection sinking into her. The last flame of hope that he would change his mind was extinguished. Ron forced himself deeper into her canal until he hit the barrier. "Looks like those rumors about Josh Mankey aren't true after all." He sneered. He bucked his hips forcefully and slammed his entire length into her, destroying her virgin seal.
Kim released an ear-piercing scream as the worst pain that she'd ever felt in her life consumed every fiber of her being. She wanted to kill him. She closed her eyes and imagined the pleasure of feeling the last breath drain out of him under her suffocating fingers.
Ron didn't bother to give her time to recover before he began to vigorously plunge his hips into her. He wrapped his arms around her and leaned in close. "I'm in control now, bitch. I own you." He whispered spitefully, his hot breath panting into her ear.
"I hate you Ron." Kim cried pitifully time and again as he continued pound into her. Cold concrete scraped painfully against her back with his every thrust. Not wanting to give him the pleasure of seeing her struggle further, she let her body become still as death and clamped her eyes shut. With nothing left to lose she simply waited for her torment to be over.
After what seemed like an eternity, Ron brutally bit down into Kim's shoulder to muffle his cries of pleasure. She felt nauseous at the sensation of his hot liquid spurting into her. Breathing heavily, he collapsed against her, trying to regain his composure. Finally, he released her and drunkenly stepped back.
Kim watched with loathing as he fumbled around for his clothes that were scattered about the floor. He dressed himself in silence, occasionally glancing over at her in hopes of getting a reaction.
"It was good for me, KP. Sorry you don't feel the same." He said wickedly as finished tying his shoes. "Don't worry though, there's always next time."
Kim spat in his face when he stood to face her. "There won't be a next time Ron, at least not for you. Somehow I'm getting out of here and when I do, you're dead." She snarled hatefully.
Ron wiped the spittle from his cheek. "Keep dreaming, KP." He said with a laugh before turning to leave the room.
When he was gone, Kim slumped down against her chains and cried softly. She'd been through hell and survived. Now if she could only figure out a way to escape. Her mind reeled with options for hours until mental and physical exhaustion claimed her. Though she resisted it fiercely, her eyes finally closed and she fell into a fitful sleep.
AN: Okay, I'm sure that most of you want to tie me to a pole and torch me in flames, but just stay with me here—the rest of the story is nothing like this. It was "sick and wrong", I know, but angst is my specialty. I considered not posting this chapter, but then I decided that the story didn't really flow right—even though I'm sure you'd be able to figure out what happened without it. I hope that fanfiction.net doesn't remove the story because it's not really supposed to be an "adult" fic. If they do, I'll post it on adultfanfiction.net. So you can find it there if that happens and you still want to see how it ends. Or maybe, I'll just repost it and leave this chapter out.
BTW, I am not condoning rape in any way. It's a horrible crime and no one should have to suffer through something like that. But this is fiction, after all.
Next update will come this weekend cause I'm going to be pretty busy for the next couple of days. Happy Holidays everyone!