Chapter 43

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"Shhh. You can stop now. Shhh" Damian softly says as he finally gets off me.




I...



I have no words.





I couldn't believe what just happened.

I don't know how long it's been.



He never stopped.








I just...


He kept going.






I screamed.

I swore.

I pleaded.

I kicked.

I fought.

Nothing.


Nothing worked.



He heard every plea and ever scream and yet he never stopped.







He raped me.

Damian raped me.




I don't know how many times...but I felt everything, I felt every time he...





It wasn't just once, he kept going.


I wish I could say I passed out, so I didn't have to live through it over and over.

But I didn't.

He raped me in the cruellest way. He hurt me more than anyone has ever hurt me in my entire life.

He used me for his sick pleasure. He had no idea how to be gentle, he had no self-control. He didn't hold anything back from the start.



He moved me around, held my legs up, flipped me onto my stomach, my knees...any way he pleased but he loved to see my face...he told me that...he loved to watch me as he did as he wanted.

I hated seeing his face. Feeling his breath on me. His lips on me too. Hearing his grunts of pleasure.

All of it.

That's why he loved it.


I screamed and screamed, I continued trying to kick him, I tried so hard to get the cuffs off but after the third time he...came...inside of me. After I heard a sickening snap from my left wrist.



I stopped.



There was no stopping him.




I just lay there and sobbed as I continue to plead with him until the end.


Until he got tired.

Until he was satisfied.


I couldn't breathe at one point, my sobs were so strong I couldn't get any air in, they were so loud I couldn't breathe, his thrusts were so hard I couldn't keep my breath. I couldn't see from how much I was crying. My eyes we're a constant blur, they still are.


I wasn't a virgin but that didn't stop it from hurting.


It felt like my insides were being torn apart.

I felt nothing but pain.

It burned.

The longer, the more he kept going the more it burned.


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