I know that the chapters are not that long, sorry about that. If you don't like reading stuff about rape or something in that area please don't read this chapter. This story was edit by snowdrop1026.
I was shaking standing up against the wall, when my world went black. The next thing I knew, I was tied up on the bed. I began to panic. I looked to my left and saw Ashley on the bed tied up next to me. She had this look on her face; like she knew what was going to happen to us. I kept my eyes closed tight, praying to God that someone will find me sooner rather than later.
I looked backed at Ashley and found that she was looking at me. Trying to tell me something with her eyes. I just kept looking at her and she was just looking back. Then, she whipped her head to the other side to the sound of the door opening. I watched her shake uncontrollably, while tears fell like raindrops down her cheeks. It was at this moment that I knew we were in trouble.
The guy, was tall like 6'5 or something. He had green eyes with jet black hair. I looked down at his right hand, which held a knife. I than looked at the left, which held the duct tape. He looked up and down at me with a sinister smile plastered on his face, and then he did the same to Ashley.
Ashley looked at me with fear in her eyes. I could tell that this was going to hurt really bad. He walked over to Ashley like a predator to its prey. He climbed up the bed, and hovered over her. He started to take off her clothes piece by piece. First, it was her pants then, he cut off Ashley's shirt while ripping off her bra and her underwear. I watched in horror as she cried even harder than before.
He put the duct tape over Ashley's mouth to muffle the sounds . He got up top of her and looked straight into her eyes.
"This is not going to hurt…that bad," he smiled while laughing a little. He leaned down and traced her lips with his tongue. She tried to jerk her head away, but she couldn't move from where he had her pinned. He put each hand on the side of her head, keeping her in place.
"Don't move an inch," he breathed.
He got the knife and slid it slowly and teasingly up and down her stomach. She let out a loud whimper as more tears started to slide down her face. I noticed her eyes are all red and puffy, now. He slid the knife down in between the valley of her breasts and then up again, this time going a little harder. When she screamed, he just laughed even harder.
He lowered his pants, and entered her in one forceful push. He started to move his hips up and down on her, while the knife was dragged harder in between her breasts. He started to moan as he thrusted into her even harder and faster . She was crying harder than I ever seen someone cry. I watched helplessly as she was trying to get away, but she couldn't. Then, the sick freak started talking.
"Moan you bitch," he said breathing onto her face. She had no choice but to do as he said; she started to moan. That seemed to drive his thrusts faster and faster helping him to reach his climax. When he was finished, he trailed his tongue up the patch of dry blood between her breasts..
"You're mine now bitch….don't ever forger it," he said while licking up the blood.
Then, he got off of her and looked at me. He had a big smile on his face. I knew my time had come. I closed my eyes tight and gripped the sheets on the bed as hard as I could. I could feel him looking at me. His eyes traveling the length of my body, like I was some prize to be won. He started to laugh while making his way on top of me. I feel him put the duct tape over my mouth, silencing me while he strips me of every innocence I had ever known.