Sorry it took so long for this chapter to be up, I just finished school so more chapters should be coming quicker. I appreciate the constructive criticism it has helped me. Anyway on to the story. This chapter contains rape. I do not agree with the people who do this. Do not read if you are uncomfortable reading it.
Chapter 2
He begins to kiss down my neck as I am trying to buck him off. "ERIC," I scream, "STOP YOU CAN'T DO THIS."
He lifts his lips off of my neck and looks at me with an angry look in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. "You know what?" he starts, "You're right I can't, with you yapping about while I am trying to get what I need."
He reaches for the side table by the bed and opens the drawer and pulls out a pair of scissors and pulls them over to my shirt. He begins to cut my shirt off of me instead of pulling it off of me. Once he finishes cutting up my shirt I realize he cut them in strips. He begins to tie them around my wrists, then he ties my wrists to the headboard and ties my legs apart so I am doing the spread eagle on the bed. With the last strip of what's left of my shirt he pulls it up to my face and ties it around my mouth, as a gag I'm guessing, and puts the scissors back on the side table.
"There," he says with a hungry look in his eyes, "now I can go on in peace." He leans down and continues kissing down my neck and looks hungrily looks down at my bra and grabs the scissors again and cuts it off. He pulls my bra off of me and throws it across the room. He has a hungry look in his eyes and a comical smirk on his lips.
He grabs my boobs and says, "Well you don't have much to offer do you now little one?" I knew this was a lie. I continue to try and buck him off or loosen the ties, but after a while I give up and let out a groan in frustration. Since Eric is still grabbing and massaging my boobs he takes my frustration groan as a moan.
"Is this turning you on sweetheart?" he mumbles against my boobs. This time I let out a muffled scream in frustration. Eric decides he's done with my boobs and moves down to my jeans. He begins to unbutton them then grabs the pair of scissors and cuts off the top part of the pants and leaves the legs on me pulling them down to my ankles. I start to scream again, even though it won't help, and all he does is chuckle and continue what he was doing. He looks at my panties and tears them off. After he takes them off he looks at my center and gently touches it with his finger.
"You really are turned on by this, aren't you?" he says while rubbing his finger up and down my folds. I watch as he slowly inserts a finger into my center, I through my head back and moan. I feel the absence of his finger and I look up wondering what's happening. I look up to see him pulling down his pants and boxers. I gasp through the gag. FUCK THAT IS GOING TO HURT! Eric doesn't have a 6 or 7 inch dick is at least 10 inches. I start to try and close my legs or move to stop what is about to happen. I am not about to lose my virginity to this horny, drunk, psychotic kidnapper!
"Stop moving you little bitch," Eric says as he gets on top of me while lining his member up with my entrance. I don't remember anything after that except him cumming in me. And he didn't wear a condom.