Cruelty

Living with Uncle Jim

I guess it started shortly after my twelfth birthday, you see me and my parents were out celebrating my special day. We had gone to some restaurant; I can’t remember the name now it seems so long ago. We were on our way home, dad was driving and it was raining hard. I don’t know what happened or how it happened all I remember is mum shouting “LOOK OUT!” and then the car swerving into a tree….
I woke up in the hospital to find a pretty black nurse standing next to my bed checking my chart before she noticed I was awake. She smiled down at me and took hold of my hand. I don’t remember much after that but she told me we had been in a car accident and my parents didn’t survive. I do remember thinking this had to all be some kind of silly joke, my dad couldn’t be dead he was big and strong and my mum was too beautiful to die, they was young and good. Good people don’t die young! I kept asking where they were and when they would come see me. It wasn’t until the doctor came round and explained that I started to realise it wasn’t a joke, this was real and I started wondering what was going to happen now?
After a few days a lady came to the hospital to talk to me. She asked how I was which I thought was a stupid question I mean seriously how would you feel being twelve and finding out your parents had just died? She said that she had known my mum and dad and that they had both wrote a will leaving me everything but I couldn’t touch it until my eighteenth birthday. I had wanted to laugh, I didn’t want their money I wanted them.
“Do you have any family you can stay with” She asked
“No” I said looking out the window. I didn’t want to have this conversation, “Wait… my dad has a brother I think,” I whisper
“You think?” she says at the same time I feel her warm hand gently land on my shoulder, turning round I mumble
“Yes, I think so I remember going to his house once when I was 4, mum said there was something she didn’t like about him”
“Do you remember his name?”
“Uncle Jim… James”
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It has been three weeks since I left the hospital, they brought me to my uncles who didn’t seem at all please to be lumbered with looking after a 12 year old. Things seem to be going a bit better though now, Uncle Jim as sorted out me starting at the local school and he arranged for some of my things from home to be brought here while the rest goes into storage until I’m old enough to decide what I want to do with it all. Katelyn a friend of my parents came round last night, she explained that my parents wrote a will that states that I will get £100 every year on my birthday, Jim will get a small amount for caring for me and when I turn twenty-one I will be able to get access to my inheritance. I don’t care about the money but it seemed to cheer Uncle Jim up. The only rules to getting the inheritance are that I must life with a family member until my twenty-first birthday.
Today my uncle has left me while he goes fishing with his mates, I’ve only met one of them, and his name is Tony. He seems nice I heard him telling Uncle that he was lucky to have such a beautiful niece living with him, but Uncle just snorted and carried on drinking. I noticed he does that a lot, drink that is.
I decide to clean the house up, mum always hated having a dirty house and we used to have fun cleaning. She used to put the music on full blast and we would dance around in our night clothes cleaning and being silly. So turning on kiss FM radio I turn up the volume and began to dance around while I get to work. Before I know it it’s dark outside, I look around me checking everything is done, it took a while but every counter in the house is clean and shiny, all the washing up is done, most the washing is finished but a bit more to do, surprising how much wash a single man can generate. I don’t think he would have had any tops or pants left, clean ones anyway I think with disgust. All the rooms are hovered and I have changed the bedding too. Happy with how it looks and smells now I quickly take out the 4 black bags of rubbish that I filled throughout the day and make my way up to the bathroom. Pulling off my tight pink cotton shorts as white tank top I climb into the shower feeling grateful to the beautiful hot water, as it along with the Dove body wash my uncle keeps removes all traces of dust and sweat that has stuck to my skin. I spend a little while longer on my hair than usual, taking time to wash it twice with Nivea shampoo and conditioner trying my hardest to remove all the dirt.
Climbing out I wrap a big freshly washed soft white towel around my body and quickly make my way to my room to dress for bed, I realise I hadn’t eaten but I’m not that hungry, just tired. I dry my body and use my mum’s old hair dryer to blow my hair so it’s not so wet before pulling on fresh baby blue cotton shorts and a matching white tank top that has big baby blue letters that spell “bedtime baby”. It used to annoy me looking at it, my dad brought it for a silly gift present at Christmas. I’m not a baby daddy I used to complain and each time he would remind me that I would always be his baby no matter if I was 100, besides it’s what I used to say when I used to tuck you in at night. Now I’m grateful for it. I walk to the window to close the curtain, pausing to look up at the night sky
“Night Mummy, night Daddy…sweet dreams. I love you” I whisper like I have every night since I woke from the accident and found out my parents hadn’t made it.
I pick up snuggles my teddy and climb into bed, tears sliding down my cheeks as I drift off.
I’m forced awake quickly, my heart thumping loudly. Not sure what has woke me I look at the clock and see its only 2:10am, pulling the covers back I swing my legs over the side and make my way to the door and out to the hall way. Standing there quietly I see the light on downstairs and hear my uncles slurred words reaching up to me
“What the fuck? Am I in the right house” he laughs
A loud crash before another laugh gives away the presence of another man “shiiiiit Jimmy, your niece gone and cleaned up. Dammmn girl don’t even need training it be like having a wife without the shit” the loud voice of his drunk mate Tony fills the house
Turning round I creep back to bed hoping not to be heard.
An hour later I hear my door open slowly and see a dark figure slowly making its way to the bed.
“You awake little one?” My uncle asks the smell of beer wafts to my nose causing me to wrinkle my face up in distaste letting on that I am awake
“I like what you done” he say moving closer, his hand reaches under the cover and wraps around my stomach pulling me closer to him. It feels strange but then I think maybe it’s because he’s never cuddled me before
“You’re a special girl and I’m lucky to have you here” he adds as his hand reaches up to my neck turning it towards him, he pushes on my hip making me turn over to lay on my back. “Do you like living here Jane?” He continues leaning up on his arm so his face leans over mine
“I… I miss my parents” I whisper
“I know you do baby, I know” he says leaning down and kissing me full on the mouth. I panic and try to push him off me that isn’t a family kiss
“Uncle what are you doing?” I ask confused
“Just giving you a kiss to say thank you for what you did. It’s ok I’m your uncle” he answers moving his mouth back to mine. I try to relax but his tongue tries to push its way into my mouth
“No uncle that’s not a family kiss,” I say firmly “that’s a mummy and daddy kiss”
“Is that what your parents your parents said?”
“Yes, daddy said that was a kiss he gives mummy and I’m his daughter”
“Yes but you’re not my daughter are you, and I don’t have a mummy to kiss so it’s ok if I kiss you like that”
I look at him confused but he moves his mouth back to mine finally managing to push his tongue into my mouth. I’m not sure about this kiss it still feels wrong and I don’t like the taste of him. I can hear him making funny noises like he’s having trouble breathing and his hands move up and down my body. I feeling really uncomfortable now and he has something hard in his pocket that keeps hitting my private place.
“Uncle please I need to sleep and something in your pocket is hurt me” I whisper as I move my head away from his. I look back at him to see him smiling at me
“Okay baby I will let you rest,” he moves off me and takes my hand putting it on the hard thing in his pocket “that’s something I have just for you” he says rubbing my hand up and down it “if you’re a good girl and don’t tell anyone you can have it soon” the idea of a present gets me excited. I always liked when daddy bought me new things.
“Ok Uncle I will be good and won’t tell anyone anything” I say giggling as I squeeze my present and wonder what it could be.
The next day is the first day at my new school, part of me is excited at the idea of meeting new friends. I wake early and make my way down to the kitchen and start making bacon and eggs for Jim, I sit down just as he walks through the kitchen door and pour milk over my cornflakes.
“You’re up already then?” he asks
“Yes uncle, I made your some breakfast” I reply digging into mine. Once I drink the last of the milk from my bowl I stand and quickly rise it out while Jim scoffs down his sausages, I make my way upstairs to the bathroom and climb in the shower, the hot water run’s down my naked body, moving round and down my already 34b developed breasts and over my flat stomach. I rub shower gel over me and quickly rinse it off as I hear Jim climbing the stair and going to his room. Putting a big soft towel around me I open the bathroom door and go to walk to my room but come up smack against Jim’s bare chest.
“Oh… sorry uncle I didn’t realise you was there” I say walking around him suddenly feeling uncomfortable with the way he’s looking at me. His eyes move down my body and back up again.
“That’s ok Jane be careful to hold on to that towel though, we wouldn’t want it falling off now would we” he says
Closing my door I see he is still watching me, quickly I dry myself off and put on my new white school shirt and black skirt. Unable to put my tie on since I have never done it before I pick it up and take it downstairs.
“Uncle Can you tie this for me?” I ask walking over to him and handing him my tie
Without a work he turns to me and lifts the tie around my head, lifting my collar and making sure it’s tied perfectly before folding my collar down again and turning back to what he was doing on the computer. I get a quick view of a file that as the letter J under it that he is sending to someone via email before I go back to my room to grab my bag.
As we pull up to the tall building that I will be going to for the next four years, Jim turns the car off and looks at me
“Do you need me to come in with you?” he says slightly annoyed, I can’t understand what’s wrong with him
“No I will be ok, but thank you uncle, I will be back after school” I say climbing from the car and making my way to the big metal gates.
I’m smiling at passing kids as they make their way into the big reception area and off down the halls. I stand at the desk in front of an elderly lady who has a reassuring smile over her face
“Right young lady, the head master has arranged for someone to show you round if you wait right here he will be along shortly” she gestures to a sofa in the corner, I sit down to wait but a tall man comes round the corner and smiles at me
“you must be James niece, Jane, I’m Mr Jones” he says holding his hand out, I look up at him, he’s rather good looking for an older man I realise as I place my hand in his “I’m sorry to hear about your parents, they were good people, your uncle and I have been friends since school,” he continues at my surprised look at his causal mention of my parents “I have arranged for a friends son to show you round, maybe you have met Tony already. This is his son Benjamin” he holds his left arm out and the young boy standing there, strange that I didn’t notice him before but I guess it’s just that the headmaster has such an overwhelming presence
“Hi” he says smiling at me “I’m ben”
I shake his hand that he holds out to me
“Jane” I reply taking his hand gently and feeling him softly shake my hand
“Ben will be your guide all week, showing you to your classes and helping you at lunch, if there is anything you need to know you can ask him.” Says the headmaster “if you two will excuse me I do have a meeting with a couple of parents that I need to attend” he says smiling and walking away
I look after him feeling a bit nervous now as I face ben smiling shyly at him, he faces his whole body towards me
“It’s okay, I understand it can all be a bit much and so soon after losing so much, we will just take it slow. Today it will just be us, then tomorrow when you’re more relaxed I will introduce you to others”
The whole day Ben sticks to his word. People greet him and ask him to join them but he stays and just talks to me, sometimes about school other times about his dad and Jim, he tells me his dad mentioned I had moved in with Jim but not much else and he was glad he had the chance to meet me.
Ben seems so nice, confident and charming. He gets a lot of attention from the girls I can see them blush when he smiles at them; they find reasons to talk and touch him and start to be overly nice to me hoping that will get them in his good books. At lunch we sit alone at a table, ben leans forward and tells me all about his childhood and what my uncle was like. He tells me about Jason, his older brother who is looking for a new place to live with his girlfriend Katie. We finish eating and he takes me for a walk, stopping in the fields and sitting us down, he lays down while I sit there hugging my legs and just talks away like we have known each other for years, while sitting there a boy in Bens year comes up to us and sits down.
“Hey, I’m Carl.” He says holding out his hand, I shake it smiling
“Jane” I say,
He sits there quietly as Ben starts talking again and sometimes joins in; they make jokes and laugh about things they have got up to. The whole thing feels so comfortable and relaxed, the way they make me feel as if I have been there all my life. I tell them about living with my parents and how close we was before the accident, they don’t ask me about what happened they just talk about their families and things. After the last class Ben meets me outside my class door and walks with me to the gates where Carl catches up to us, together they walk me home, Ben says he doesn’t live far, just down the road in fact. Carl tells us he wants to move to another country, he wants to live somewhere warm. As we get to my door Ben tells me he will meet me tomorrow to walk with me to school in the morning before they wave and carry on down the road.
The next few days are the same expect Ben meets meet’s at mine in the mornings and we walk to school, which is fun not the warm weather, allows me not have to drag my coat to school and we can take our time. Jim has been really nice to me lately though he hasn’t left me have my present, the first day he came home after I had been to school he told me that Tony said that Ben was showing me around. For some weird reason he made it clear I wasn’t allowed to tell Ben about my present or I wouldn’t get it and I wasn’t to mention him. On the Friday ben turned up earlier than usual, Jim had to go to work early too so I told ben to come in and he could wait for me, I left him in my room as I ran to the bathroom to dry my hair and finish getting ready, coming back to my room I found ben laying on my bed reading a book I had started the other day
“Nice book,” he laughs looking at the front cover of a man and woman kissing, “thought you would be too young for this” he adds with a twinkle in his eye
“read it Ben” I say rolling my eyes “it’s not a naughty book, just a romance novel that my mum used to read” I say as I tie my long blonde hair up into a pony tail, he sits at the end of the bed and watches me looking thoughtful
“What?” I ask
“Nothing you just look very beautiful” he says with a smile
Laughing I stand up and hit him gently with the back of the brush “thank you, right let’s go before we be late”
As we leave the house we spot Carl walking towards us he looks happy that he hasn’t missed us and Ben explains that he left early cause his dad and step mum were fighting and he didn’t want to sit around and listen to it again. We make our way to school, kids passing us smile and say hello I’m so happy that everyone seems to have accepted me no problem though I do think that’s mainly to do with the fact that the two most popular and best looking boys in the school seem to be looking at me as their little sister. The boys don’t want to piss them off and the girls all want to date them. The day passes with no problem’s except Ben is put in charge of helping a teacher with something so at lunch I sit with Carl and a few of his other mates, they all seem nice and are really kind to me. After school carl says he has to get the bus to his dad house, which he has to do every two weeks when his dad has custody of him and his little sister so it’s just me and ben walking home, as we get to mine I ask if he wants to come in for a drink. I grab him a can of coke and a can of sprite for me before we head up to my room.
“So what did you think of your first week?” he asks sitting on the end of my bed, I see his eyes traveling up and down my body.
“Yeah it was fun, some girl was talking to me in Math, and she seemed nice” I say turning round to turn the radio on
“Yeah she’s nice, Lucy, pretty girl”
“I think she likes you,” I say smiling “she knows you been looking after me and asked about you”
“She’s lovely but she’s not my type”
Laughing I accidently spit my sprite all over myself “Ben your fourteen you don’t have a type”
Laughing at the mess I made he hands me a tissue “I do too, she’s beautiful and blonde, she has the most beautiful blue eyes. Her smile lights up the room and she’s smart, kind and has the most amazing legs I’ve ever seen” he says making a point to look at my legs and smile, realising he’s describing me I smile I know he’s only playing with me, after all ben sees me as a sister more than a girlfriend
“Maybe so Ben but Lucy really likes you and she’s tall and beautiful”
“You know that’s n….” Ben is cut off by the sound of the front door slamming open
We hear the sound of my uncle stomping through the house and into the kitchen,
“Wow he sounds annoyed” Ben remarks just as we hear the footsteps coming up the stairs,
“Bad day maybe, anyway what about Lucy I can put a good……” suddenly my door flies open and we see my uncle standing there clearly drunk
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE” he shouts shocking me and Ben
“N…nothing we was just talking” I try to explain feeling like I’ve been caught doing something naughty
“BENJAMIN I THINK YOU SHOULD LEAVE” he shouts not taking his eyes from me, Ben quickly stands up and leaves the room calling out that he will meet me for school Monday, Jim stalks towards me and grabs my upper arm as I hear the sound of Ben shutting the front door
“Uncle what…what’s wrong?” I ask as he throws me on the bed
“DID YOU LET THAT BOY FUCK YOU JANE?” he screams at me leaning down to get right in my face “OPEN YOUR LEGS YOU LITTLE SLUT”
Shocked I try to push him off me
“n…n…no Uncle I…I didn’t” I try to explain but he pushes me back and forces my legs open, fear courses through me and tears well in my eyes as he pushes my white cotton knickers to the side
“I WILL FUCKING CHECK FOR MYSELF, IM NOT GOING TO TRUST YOUR WORD, HAVING BOYS IN YOUR ROOM YOU LITTLE WHORE” he screams again
His fingers thrust into me hard; his left hand covers my mouth to smother my scream, pain shoots up me as he pushes deeper coming up against my barrier, he seems to calm a bit but continues sliding his fingers in and out of me
“I’m sorry, it’s just that I know what young boys are like and you having one in your room I have to check you’re not having sex.” He says a lot calmer than before,
“p…please Uncle st…stop” I say between sobs his left hand now pinning my hands above my head causing my back to arch into his chest, his hips keeping my legs apart.
“Relax, once I’m sure you’re not having sex I will stop” he growls at me
For the next twenty minutes I feel his fingers exploring me, ignoring my cries of pain and my struggles to get him off me, he slides his fingers out of me. after he stops I see him turn and pop them into his mouth, I can’t understand why he would do that after they have been inside my private place but I hear him moan like it’s his favourite flavour ice cream
“I’m happy you’re not having sex, and I want it to stay that way do you understand? If the police find out you had a boy in here they will take you away and put you in prison”
Scared I just nod and close my legs, curling up on my side as he leaves pushing the door wide open,
“This door is to stay open from now on; in fact all doors to any room you are in are to stay open.”
I sit up confused “W…what about the bathroom? I can’t leave that open”
“unless you want me to take you to the police now you will, when you use the toilet or the shower I want the door left open wide, while you dry yourself and dress I want your door open wide” he says walking away
I start crying harder, how can a great week turn so bad? Is this normal? Mum always said that no one should touch my private place but Jim says he had to check? Why would he touch me if he didn’t have to? I feel dirty so I stand up and make my way to the bathroom, I start to close the door but I hear my uncle down the hall cough. Looking at him I leave the door open, tears running down my face I turn the water on and climb into the shower, I feel wrong leaving the shower on and even worse when I look up to see Jim standing in the door way watching me. Even though the shower curtain hides me I know he can see my figure like I can see his. I hold my arms over my boobs and private place until he walks down the hall.
That night I make Jim a fish pie for dinner and leave him to eat it while I lay on my bed with my head phones on thinking about what I can do for the weekend. I don’t want to be stuck indoors like I have been so far. Maybe I can use some of the money Katelyn gave me and go into town. I see the shadow of Jim standing in the door way watching me so I roll over to my side so I can’t see him. I close my eyes trying to relax and it’s not long before I drift off to sleep.
The next day I find a note from Jim saying he has gone to work and won’t be back until tonight. I run up the stairs and quickly shower hoping to get out quick so I can take my mind off things, just as I’m putting on my black vest top and buttoning my jeans I hear the doorbell ring. Running down the stairs two at a time I throw open the door to find ben standing there
“Oh, hey” I say smiling “didn’t think I was going to see you until Monday” I add standing back to let him in
“yeah I thought we could do something, I felt bad leaving you like that yesterday, it’s just I didn’t know what else to do. What happened?”
Lowering my head I shut the door “Oh nothing, it’s okay he just told me off said I not allowed boys in my room especially with the door closed” I say “anyway I was thinking of going into town maybe buy some new clothes or something if you want to come and keep me company?” I change the subject
“Oh right sure, but I don’t have any money, I can go home and ask my step mum”
“No I have some I’ll pay for you fair and I will treat us to lunch if you like”
“Don’t be silly Jane you can’t do that” he replies looking embarrassed
“Why not?” I ask confused “isn’t that what friends do?” I ask
I hear him mumble something that sounds like ‘right friends’ but it’s so quiet I’m not sure, I pull on my trainers and we head out the door and down the road to the bus stop, the bus comes almost as we get there. We spend the day walking around Bromley centre and the Glades, going in nearly every ship we see. When I drag him into next I make him stand there and wait while I try on a load of clothes. I think secretly he finds it funny watching me come out in silly poses showing him the things I’m wearing, he helps me pick out two tops and a pair of jeans before I make my way to the counter leaving him at the perfume counters smelling all the aftershaves.
“here what do you think of this?” he asks wafting a pink heart shaped bottle beneath my nose, ”it’s called ‘Just pink’ smells really pretty don’t you think?”
I take a whiff and agree as the smell of jasmine fills my space, “I like it” I say just as the girl at the counter calls me over and starts ringing up my items “this too” I say taking the bottle from Bens hands and putting it on top of my clothes
We decide to get something to eat and head towards mac Donald’s, we quickly order our food and make our way to a table
“You know, this has been quite fun” he says round a mouthful of cheese burger, “I haven’t been up here in a while”
“HEY BEN” we hear someone shout, looking behind me I see Carl and their mate Terry walking towards us with their trays filled with food,
They make their way to us and take up the other two seats at our table with Carl sitting beside me
“Hey Jane, how was your first week at school?” he asks shoving a handful of chips into his mouth
“Yeah it was fun, mostly I think that’s thanks to you and Ben for looking after me” I say laughing as I take a bite of my chicken burger
“Yeah no problem, wasn’t hard helping ben here look after the prettiest girl in school” he says looking at ben and winking
I laugh hard, nearly chocking on my food, “such charmers you lot aren’t you,” I manage to get out “so what are you doing down here?”
Carl goes into a detailed explanation of how he and terry decided to come to Bromley with the plan to get some trainers but every shop they went to either had sold out or didn’t have their size. After we all finish we make our way to the park and I lay there sun bathing as the three of them start playing football, it’s not long before I notice a crowd of girls forming not far away, I look back at the boys they don’t seem to notice, I guess I can see what they see when they look at Ben, Carl and Terry, all three are tall, Ben is fourteen and Carl and Terry are fifteen. They all have their shirts off cause of the sun, so all are showing their nice muscles. Where ben has dark brown hair Carl has a golden blonde colour and terry has light brown. I realise that all three of them are very good looking and that’s exactly what all the girls walking around can see but what they don’t know is each one of them is also kind, friendly and smart.
After a while Carl runs over to me and drops down beside me breathing heavily and smiling at me.
“looks like you three have a fan club” I laugh nodding over to the girls that are starting to move closer desperate to get the boys attention, most writing off carl as he leans towards me thinking that I’m his girlfriend “might want to back up a bit before they think we are together” I giggle shielding my eyes from the sun as I look at him
“I don’t care” I smiles as he lays back and closes his eyes
“Hey, you given already up Carl?” Terry shouts towards us as he and Ben make their way in our direction,
“yeah man just need a breather, too bloody hot” carl replies not opening his eyes as the other two sit down I sit up and look behind them, the girls have decided to sit under a tree watching us, to help them out I casually point to each boy while looking at the girls, as I point to terry two girls realise what I’m doing and nod, I nod back and point to ben, as they all catch on another three nod, again I nod back, picking up the ball I mouth the words ‘look out to them’ before kicking the ball in their direction,
“Oops, would you two mind grabbing the ball for me?” I ask Terry and Ben. Looking at me confused they get up and make their way to the girls, with their backs turned I wink at the girls and give them the thumbs up
“Playing cupid are you” Carl says looking at me
“Well you could help me out and go over there too” I laugh
“Not a chance I’m having too much fun here with you” he smiles
“Well you want to waste your day with me that’s up to you” I laugh,
I know he doesn’t want me to feel left out but I want him to have fun too, ii look over to see Ben and terry now sitting with the group of girls, I see ben keep looking at me, he seems torn. He stands and says something to the girls before heading towards us again, this time with the girls in tow.
As they start sitting around us I smile, ben moves to my right and sits beside me
“Hi I’m Jane” I say, “and this is my friend Carl” I add looking at the girls so they know we aren’t together and can make a play for him too if they want
the conversations around us get heated one minuet and funny the next, each of the girls try to keep the boys attention but for some reason each one feels the need to turn his attention to me like they want to assure me, I don’t understand why keep looking at me? I’d be happy if they found a girl they liked. About an hour later Ben looks at his watch
“I better get Jane home” he says looking at me
Taking hold of his arm I pull his arm towards me and look at his watch
“oh shit I better go,” I say standing up and grabbing my bags, all three boys start to get up too “Guys seriously you have a group of beautiful girls here, I can get home by myself” I laugh “stay here and have fun none of you have a curfew, so don’t ruin your day” I say quickly, although Terry and Carl sit back down looking slightly annoyed bed doesn’t
“I brought you here I will take you home, your uncle will kill me if anything happens to you” I see a couple of the girls look annoyed
“Please Ben, just stay. I don’t want you missing out”
“NO!” he shouts making me jump “I will take you home” he says quieter, taking my hand and pulling me towards the bus stop
As we make our way to the bus stop with me rushing to try and keep up with him, he holds my hand, linking our fingers. On the ride home he looks at me
“Do you like Carl?” he asks
“Of course I like carl” I say confused “he’s nice to me”
“Let me rephrase, do you like Carl? Do you want him to be your boyfriend?”
“No of course not, I see him as a brother if anything” I say shocked that he would think that, “Carl doesn’t see me like that either, why would you ask that?” I start feeling annoyed
“Are you kidding me?” he growls “Carl has liked you since he saw you that first day!” at my confused look he carries on “no not as a friend, you really don’t see it? Are you really that naive? That innocent you can’t tell a boy has a thing for you?”
“Ben please,” beg feeling sad “why are you being mean?” I continue, tears welling in my eyes
“Oh god I’m sorry Jane I didn’t mean to upset you” he says pulling me to him, his arms around me and squeeze me tight “I just thought you knew”
As we get to my door he walks away looking deflated, I feel bad but I don’t know why. I walk upstairs and put my bags in the wardrobe as I hear a noise from my uncle’s room. I strip my clothes off and quickly pull on my night dress on, Jim’s door suddenly opens and I woman comes rushing out looking annoyed and half dressed. I hear Jim’s feet stomping towards my room. I climb into bed as he walks in
“WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?” he shouts
“Y…you said you won’t be home, I went shopping.”
He stalks into the room “WHO WITH?”
“W…with B…Ben, we bumped into some of his mates” I say looking down
“WHO?”
“Carl Stephens and Terry Michaels”
“YOU BEEN OUT ALL DAY WITH THREE BOYS? I BET YOU LOVED FUCKING THEM DIDN’T YOU SLUT?” he screams wobbling towards me, he pulls my covers from me and pulls my legs open
“no please uncle I didn’t, we didn’t, we just went shopping” I try to say but his fingers move straight to my private place and push straight in, I scream in pain but he doesn’t listen, he just pushes into me hard, then seems to relax again, his fingers moving slowly, this time his thumb moves over the top of my private place as he presses against it I feel a sudden tightening in my stomach, he pulls my night dress up and stares down at my breasts. Suddenly he jumps off me and walks out. I start to cry again as I roll to my side and cry myself to sleep
The next few days are pretty much the same, every night Jim comes to my room, even if I tell him I haven’t seen Ben it doesn’t matter he still comes into my room. It doesn’t hurt as much now sometimes it feels good but not for long. The last two nights Jim has told me to come in his room so he can check, he says he has a stomach ache and while he check he keeps his other hand under the cover to rub his belly, on Thursday we are told that there will be a teacher training day on the Friday so school will be closed. As usual ben and I walk home together with Carl. I have started to notice Carl keeps looking at me but I still don’t think what bens says is true. They start messing about teasing each other about girls at school when we get to mine, waving goodbye I watch them walk off laughing
I’m still smiling as I walk in the door but my smile soon falters, I walk in to find Jim sitting on the sofa with Tony sitting in the arm chair watching football, I try to walk in quietly, at least with Tony here he won’t want to check me
“Jane?” he calls “come in here!”
Sighing I walk into the living room and put my school bag on the floor
“Yes uncle?” I ask
“Get me and Tony a beer” he says. Walking to the kitchen I grab two cans of Foster’s and take them back to Jim, handing them to him I go to make my way upstairs but Jim garbs my hand
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asks “I need to check you remember” shocked I look at Tony to looks at us “don’t worry about him take your knickers off and sit on the table”
“B…but Uncle”
“DO IT JANE” he shouts at me, quickly I shuffle in front of him and pull my knickers over my hips and down my legs, I hand them to him like I know he wants so he can check them. “NOW SIT ON THE TABLE AND OPEN YOUR LEGS” as I sit down I notice how cold the glass table feels against my naked bum, I want to laugh as the thought occurs to me but I know Jim will be annoyed. He pushes my legs open wider and tells me to put my feet up on the sofa beside his
As his fingers slide into me I try to look away but look straight at Tony and see him watching closely as Jim’s fingers slide in and out of me, I screw my face up in discomfort and embarrassment trying to think of something else
“WHY CANT I FUCKING FEEL YOUR BARRIER? HAVE YOU BEEN FUCKING SOMEONE?” my uncle suddenly shouts at me making me jump
“N…no Uncle, I promise” I squeak
“Maybe it’s the way you’re sitting, get here and sit on my lap” standing up I go to straddle his waist but be shouts at me again making my eyes well up
“NOT LIKE THAT YOU FUCKING IDIOT, TURN AROUND AND FACE THE TV”
As I do what he says and sit on his lap his hands move up the back of my thighs spreading my legs and placing my feet flat onto the sofa beside his legs
“Tony do me a favour, would you mind sitting in front of her and making sure she keeps her legs open? Maybe you will see her barrier” he smirks behind my back
“Of course” Tony replies as he stands up and kneels in front of me, I feel Jims fingers slide back into me his other hand spread wide against my lips between my legs giving his friend a clear view of his fingers inside me. They move deeper now and the pain is sharper but Tony has his hands on my thighs keeping them open,
“Maybe you should see if you can smell or taste sex on her” Jim says, I see Tony smile before his head disappears between my legs and I feel his finger slide into me just before I feel his warm tongue, shocked I jump Jim has never done anything like this to me he usually just uses his hand.
“STAY STILL YOU LITTLE BITCH, OR I WILL HAVE TO KEEP YOU STILL MYSELF!”
I try my hardest but it feels strange as Tony’s tongue slides up and down my private place and sucks on the little hard button at the top. A hot feeling come’s over me and I start squirming,
“I SAID STAY STILL” Jim shouts in my ear,
The hard present he still has for me I feel in his pocket, it digs between my bum cheeks as his hands try to hold me still, I must be moving a lot, though it doesn’t feel like I am, because his hands slide up my school shirt and cup my breasts, they grip them hard and then loosen before gripping hard again. I try harder not to move but I must still be moving as his hands lose their grip and he ends up pinching my nipples. A good feeling runs through my body as he keeps doing it, Tony’s tongue is trying to feel my barrier by pushing deep into my private place. Suddenly I feel a tightening in my stomach and the good feeling flows all through my body and I feel a strange gush of liquid pour out of me. I panic thinking I might have just wet myself but Tony’s tongue still moves between my legs now licking there like he’s licking an ice cream cone. I didn’t realise before but now I hear my breathing is short and I seem to be moaning loudly. Tony moves away from me and Jim sits me up
“Your barrier is still there, good.” He says, weirdly his breathing is a lot like mine, it must have been hard trying to keep me still, he tells me to go up and shower and change
“Fuck James that girl tastes amazing, I hope soon your let me go further I wanted to break that little bit of skin inside her so bad” I hear Tony say as I make my way upstairs on weak knees.
“Believe me I know how you feel. It won’t be long before I lose control and just fuck the bitch!”
(Hey I have a lot in mind for this story but it depends on the feedback if i post more or just write more for myself. let me know what you think xx)

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The Wrath of Gaia pt 4

Well I think apologies are first on my to do list on this everlasting night. I would like to apologize to all of you for going against my word on posting a part every two days. I spent sunday night in the hospital after a mild car accident and missed my chance to write up part 4. A man can only be judged by his words and his actions and I don’t intend to let my actions betray my words. So I plan on getting back into the story and will try to continue posting them. Enjoy

Somali Pirates and Their Prey

A young English woman in her last year of college is recruited along with other young women into a clandestine naval intelligence program that promises technical challenges travel and adventure! But end up seeing and experiencing several heart stopping bound sexual situations that take them to the very edge, and beyond perverse humiliating sex, much more than most women can imagine much less experience in a lifetime!

Slave For Black Cock

After stumbling accross some videos of her best friend fucking a black guy, she starts to fantasize about fucking him herself. I hope she wanted what she got!

Skyrim: The Adventures of Carhtalo Part 1 Extended. The Bandits

Part one ended up being more of a prologue than a real chapter, so I just took the first paragraph from “Chapter One” within the text, and built off of that. It starts off a little slow, then runs into some awesome action scenes, stick with it, if the sex is what you’re here for, you’ll get it. I promise.

Traci’s Abduction and Rape 5

The next morning following their abduction and rape. Traci and her daughter Tammy wake up in bondage to face another day of pain, pleasure , torture, rape and dog fucking.

Michelle Part 5 Sharing Michelle with Clients

My apologies for the long delay in getting this finished. It took the inspiration of a new muse (A young lady who contacted me here.) to get back to this storyline and make it work. The following chapter has been done for months, but this one just wouldn’t come together. Of course, for those of you following my stories, Tim is home, so things have been a bit more hectic than usual.

The Kingdoms of Pussy (Part 1)

The queen is a jealous one, and it is the kingdom of the blondes that is ruling the world. She kidnaps the two teenage princesses in line for the throne, but her twin sister disagrees with her goals and flees to warn the other kingdoms. The queen employs her ruthless assistant to find her sister, and prevent the mutiny with any means necessary.

Devil’s Island CH 5

This is a long story about several women and their fates. Not all is fantasy but based on personal experiences as a Master. Some is clearly pure fantasy, which is which is up to the reader to decide.

Curse of the Incubi Ch. 01

Hey All, as always, any feedback is always greatly appreciated. This has been an idea that I’ve been toying with for awhile now. Finally had some time to get it all down and written out. If you have any ideas on how the story should progress, please send them my way! xprofanity89@gmail

Heated Argument

My boyfriend and I had a pretty vanilla sex life but when he came back from one of his many trips I decided to go all in and make him hate me or hate fuck me.

Lucy’s Tale (Part 10 – Final Part)

Part Ten
OK let’s get this straight. I am a teenager and like most teenagers, I have told my Mum lies over the years. Never anything big, but lies nonetheless. This was something completely different. Mum and the ‘rapist’ arrived home just after 7pm. I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
One of the first things Mum said to me made me feel sick to my soul. She said how delighted she was that I had asked John if I could call him Dad from now on. The little tear of happiness in the corner of her eye told me how little she really knew of the man, but as I have learned since, the fear of the victims always prevents them from revealing the truth to those who are closest to them. I was no different.
John stayed busy in the kitchen, obviously keeping an ear open to the conversation and I told Mum that it was only right. Then Mum went on about how good a guy he was and something in that sentence made me flip. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach yet managed to force a smile. I had to get away from this conversation and said I was going to go and get changed for a swim before it went dark. Mike had made his excuses as soon as they had got home and had been performing long, languid strokes up and down the pool. I made my way through the kitchen, avoiding eye contact with John and made my way to my room.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and started to dig through my case for my dry bikini. I heard footsteps on the stairs and panic filled me instantly. I pulled on the bottoms quickly and then as I tried to put on the top, the cords were all tangled and my frustration was making it impossible to sort it out. I felt my heart beating faster and I saw the handle moving on my door so I covered my boobs with my hands and called out, ‘I’m not decent!’
The door opened anyway and John strolled in.
‘Please Daddy, I don’t want Mum to catch us alone like this!’ I pleaded, hoping my politeness would help.
‘It’s OK Lucy, I just wanted to check up on you!’ he said in a whisper as he brushed my hands aside and squeezed my nipples roughly. I stifled my yelp with my hand and watched him fish out his hard cock from his shorts.
‘Not here Daddy, please! Not now!’
John, pushed me down to my knees and just looked at me and nodded at his huge tool. I knew I was beaten and opened my mouth and he instantly pushed it in deep. I began a flicking of my tongue on the head and under the shaft and John, knowing he had to be quick, began wanking himself furiously, his clenched hand punching into my face every few strokes. He didn’t care and kept the pressure on the back of my head to keep me impaled.
This didn’t last long and I heard his breathing change and I expected the blasts of come to squirt any second but at the last minute, he pulled away and aimed his shots at my face and chest. All five heavy shots covered my skin and he just laughed at my spunk splattered body.
‘Now clean it up you little whore!’ he spat
I reached for my towel and he slapped it out of my hand, ‘Don’t fucking waste it! Eat it! Eat it all!’
‘Sorry Daddy!’ I said, stifling my fear and tears. I began to scoop up the mess and placed it in my mouth and swallowed. John put his cock back in his pants as he watched and only when it was all gone did he turn and leave the room without a word. I took a wet-wipe from my make-up bag and wiped off the remaining mess, checking myself in the mirror for any that might be in my hair. I then put on my bikini top and made sure I adjusted it to cover the red welt left by John’s rough fingers and walked downstairs. John had his back to me in the kitchen and my eyes wanders to the knife block which sat close to him on the kitchen surface. Could I make it to the knife block before he turned around? Would I be able to stab someone? If I missed, or didn’t manage to kill him, what would he do? I realised I had stopped still, staring, when John turned round. His voice, because Mum was in earshot, was his usual bouncy, friendly, ‘Best Dad in the world’ voice.
‘Hey Lucy, what’s up honey? You Hungry? Food will be done in twenty minutes so enjoy your swim and I’ll call you when it’s ready ok?’
I stared at him, stone cold and emotionless. I turned to the door and faking my best bouncy voice and wanting to be sick, I called, ‘OK thanks Dad!’ I then trotted past Mum and dived into the pool and swam straight to Mike. As I surfaced, I knew the music from the radio in the kitchen would drown out my words with Mike. He could see I was sobbing as I came up and I could see his pain at not being able to hold me. Through my sobs, I told him what had just happened and that I couldn’t take any more. He tried to calm me a little so I told him about my staring at the knives and wanting to kill him right there. We both had a half smile at that but we also knew that neither of us were killers!
To anyone watching us, we just looked like we were stood in the pool chatting to each other, but we were softly holding hands, my back to the house, Mike keeping an eye out as we spoke.
‘Do you trust me?’ Mike asked earnestly
‘Totally!’ I responded instantly, ‘I love you too! For the record!’ I added with as sweet a smile as I could muster.
‘Look Lucy, I have been doing some thinking and …. and well … I think I have a plan! But we have to play this out for at least a day while I can set it up. He may ….. he may rape us again in the meantime though, but I promise, if my plan doesn’t work, we will disappear. I have enough money to look after us for a while at least. Are you OK with that? Can you be strong for me?’
‘What’s the plan?’
Mike looked solemn, ‘I don’t want to tell you the plan yet. I think it will be better if you don’t know! Please trust me on this one! OK?’
I knew from his face that Mike was deadly serious and I sensed that his plan was quite devious, possibly dangerous, so I just nodded and blew him a kiss. Under the water, he squeezed my hand, just as John called us for dinner. As we made our way out of the water, we both muttered that eating was going to be pretty tough. Food was the last thing on our minds right now!
I wanted to retch with every piece of food I swallowed but I ate as much as I could. The sadness in my soul was almost overwhelming and holding my sobs at bay was all I could think of. As soon as the food and painful small talk was finished, I made my excuses and went to sit by the pool in the fading light with my book. I stared at the words on the page, my back to my family, now unable to stop myself from crying. The more I thought about this whole situation, the less I saw an answer. Mike said we may have to endure John’s demands again but the pains in my lower body made me wonder how I could. I was 16 and would have welcomed death right now as an alternative.
I managed to calm myself down a little, knowing that Mum would surely come over at some point and I tried to lose myself in the novel I was reading. It didn’t really work because visions of John trying to choke me with his cock kept bursting into my mind. I even laughed sarcastically to myself at one point. I had enjoyed it so much when Mike had taken over control on a few occasions and it had even been responsible for putting me over the edge into an exquisite orgasm. I guess the difference was just one word. Love.
When Mum finally came over, she was already a little tipsy from the wine she had been drinking with dinner. She sat next to me for a while, chattering more to herself than me and I kept my face in the shadows to hide my red eyes. With every passing minute, I believed that I would be saying goodbye to my Mum permanently within the next day or so. That hurt a lot.
Before too long, Mum got up, kissed the top of my head and said goodnight. I was pleased to see her taking John upstairs with her. With that and the fact that I had been forced to drain his balls just a few hours ago, I had a good chance that my, and Mike’s, ordeal was over for today. Ten minutes after they had gone to bed, Mike returned to the back garden, a half smile on his face.
‘Where have you been?’ I asked, intrigued by the smile.
‘I’ve been busy my little Angel!’ he said with a slightly larger smile, ‘Tomorrow morning, we are going out early, before those two wake up. I need to drop you off somewhere safe first and then I have a few things to sort out. I think we have an answer to all of this problem. It is NOT going to be easy and when I explain it to you, if you have any doubts, just say so and we stop!’
I thought for a minute before I said, ‘You said earlier that it was best I didn’t know. Would it work better if I didn’t know everything?’
‘You are a smart cookie Lucy but the plan means you may well get hurt by him again and it’s not guaranteed to work!’
I took Mike’s hands in mine, ‘I trust you Mike, just tell me what I need to do, when I need to do it and I will do as you ask! I trust you! I want this over!’
Mike took my hand saying we should go to bed, just in case John came back down. At least in our room, any screams would wake Mum. As we reached the side of the house, out of sight from all windows, he pulled me close to him and brought his lips to mine. We kissed softly at first and then the heat between us increased and our tongues sought each other in their usual duel of love. His hands gently caressed my body through my t-shirt and for the briefest moment, nothing else filled my mind except the pure adrenalin rush of love. We broke the kiss and just held each other close. We walked up to our room, undressed and climbed into our own beds without another word. I knew already that tomorrow was going to be a long and challenging day.
When Mike woke me up in the morning, I could tell it was very early as the sunlight had not breached our window yet. My lover was wrapped in a towel from his shower and he ushered my sleepy body out of bed and gently patted my bum to get me to go to the bathroom. I showered quickly and was pleased to find that the aloe vera gel had taken most of the pain from my pussy and it felt almost normal again. A quick inspection also showed the redness to have almost gone as well. I pulled a big bath sheet around me as I climbed out, threw a quick dollop of gel onto my hair and ruffled it into a kind of ‘fun and wild’ style, the shortest time I have ever spent on my hair and was quite pleased with the result. I took my eyeliner, put a tiny amount around each eye and decided that would be enough for today. As I entered our bedroom, I discarded my towel which brought a tiny growl from Mike which gave us both a little smile. Somehow I didn’t think there would be too many of those so I wiggled my bum at him as I threw on a bikini and put my white shorts and ‘Hello Kitty’ vest over the top. As soon as I was ready, we left the villa and headed into town.
As we approached a cafe, I pulled my phone from my shoulder bag and glanced at the time, it was 6:45. I groaned inwardly at being up so early but I felt remarkably positive about listening to my instructions for the day but no sooner than I sat down, Mike said he had to shoot off. He saw the disappointment on my face but explained that he had to get some other things in place for the plan. I resigned myself to being on my own for a while and ordered a coffee as I saw Mike trotting down the road and out of sight. Before he left, he gave me strict instructions to not answer my phone unless it was from him and to try and keep out of sight in the cafe. I found a little corner table in their courtyard, took out my book and settled in for a long wait.
Four hours, five coffees and a bacon sandwich later, Mike came into the cafe, several bags in his hands and a notebook hanging out of his pocket and a smile to melt my heart. He stopped in front of me and in a confident voice he announced, ‘We’re ready!’
Over the next hour I was given my role to play in this exercise. Mike told me everything I ‘needed’ to know and he gave me a lot of instructions ‘just in case’ things didn’t go to plan. We were trying to set a trap for John and Mike had drawn every piece of knowledge he had of his father to construct the plan. He had realised, that the sex between him and his Dad had been quite rough but nothing compared to the violence he had shown on me and that meant I had to be the ‘bait’ in the trap. This terrified me but I was prepared to trust Mike on this one and I believed that he had put some ‘extra security’ in place. He wouldn’t elaborate on this too much as he wanted me to react as naturally as possible. I assured him, my fear was going to take care of that.
Once we were happy with our plan, it was time to start the wheels running. I picked up my phone and sent a text message to John.
‘Daddy, we need to talk! When I get home later, ask Mum if she needs some shopping, then ask me to come with you please. Just you and me, not Mike. This is important! Lucy x’
I hit the send button and gripped Mike’s hand tightly. My heart was racing and I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone bleeped. With shaking fingers, I hit the ‘Read’ button to see the simple ‘OK’ reply. It was on!
While we were out, Mum had sent a message to say that she was preparing a late lunch around 4pm. We decided that this was good timing so we were back home with plenty of time. We were both surprisingly relaxed and conversation was much easier than the night before. Half way through, John suggested the shopping trip and I accepted his request for help, saying I needed some toiletries too! We finished lunch, cleared up and then John said he was ready to go. As we were leaving, John said to my Mum that we may go for a bit of a drive too. I gulped hard . John clearly saw this as a chance to abuse me again. Mike had predicted this comment to the letter.
We got into the car and John’s demeanour changed immediately, ‘So what’s all this about Lucy?’
‘Nothing special Daddy, please don’t be angry! I ….. I …..I just want yu to be a bit more gentle with me! I mean I have always really liked you and when Mum first met you I …. I had a bit of a crush on you but you really hurt me the first time and I didn’t like that!’
John thought to himself, expressionless and continued to drive the short distance to the shops. His face then started to show disgust as he turned to me, ‘Who the fuck do you think you are talking to? You are a little tramp and I will carry on fucking you as I see fit. Do you understand?’
I lowered my head and nodded as he turned into a parking space outside the shop, ‘Bit of a wasted trip isn’t it, for you?’ He sneered.
We climbed out of the car and I stopped just at the front and said, somewhat louder, ‘I only wanted a holiday! I just wanted time on the beach, I didn’t want this! What if I say NO?’ I stared at him, out in the street his anger was boiling over.
Making many heads turn he bore down on me and just inches from my face he screamed, ‘Oh you want a fucking beach do you? The same beach as you shagged Michael? Ok let’s go there then!’ He then grabbed my arm and threw me against the car. My head banged on the window and I fell to the floor, scuffing my arm as I landed. I looked up at him and wept, ‘Please no, please don’t make me!’
With one hand, he dragged me off the floor and with the other he opened the car. He threw me into the passenger seat, ‘Shut the fuck up you little tramp!’ As he walked around the car, the eyes of passersby were on him and he screamed something at them, climbed in the car and tore off down the road towards the beach which had been a place of pleasure such a short time ago. My tears were real and the blood on my arm from the fall was now staining my white shorts.
The car skidded to a halt behind the dunes and the whole area seemed deserted. John dragged me from the car and into the wooded area. His pace was so great, I was stumbling behind him, trying to break his vice-like grip on my wrist but it was no good. He dragged me through brambles, that you would normally step carefully over, and the sharp points ripped at the skin on my legs as he dragged me further inside the shaded area. Then we reached a fallen tree and john barked his next order,’Strip!’
‘No.. no …. please No John!’
‘THE NAME IS DADDY!’ He swung his open hand at my face. The crack resonated through my head as I spun and landed face down over the log. I felt his weight press down on my back and then his hand ripping my shorts and bikini bottoms from me in one short hard drag. Then I heard running from one side and a voice calling for John to stop what he was doing. It was an English voice and as I turned my head, the tears in my eyes meant I could only see the shape of a guy running towards us. I heard the voice again, it was Dave! As he came closer, John left me on the log and ran at him, arms flying in assault, screaming abuse at this intruder. I saw fists flying and then Dave turned and ran away. I was petrified. This was not part of the plan! Before I could even think about running, another full fisted punch hit my ribs and then John’s fat fingers started pushing at my arse hole. I screamed with pure pain and another slap hit my face. I screamed more so his hand went hard over my mouth, ‘Shut the fuck up you little whore! You will learn one way or the other!’
He pulled his fingers out of me and spat heavily on my hole, then I knew what to expect as his huge cock began to push at me. I was nervous, I was tense and that didn’t help as he rammed himself in. The pain shot through my body, my poor hole stretching beyond its ability, and I was praying to faint. Every time I screamed, he punched, bit or slapped me and continued pumping his massive prick inside me as he tore my vest and bikini top from me. Then I heard more shouting but it didn’t sound English. Maybe some other people had seen and were going to help me. The shouting got louder and John began to hurl abuse back at them as he continued to fuck me like a naked rag doll, but the shouting got more insistent. John’s punches got harder, as did his ramming of my poor bottom and then suddenly a loud noise and John fell on top of me, pushing all breath from my lungs, John was silent, still.
I felt something dripping onto my face, I tried to move from under him, I was stuck. I moved a hand to my face to feel what was dripping on me. It was thick heavy blood. I screamed a hysterical scream and then felt everything go dark. My last thought was of relief. Death was finally taking me!
When my eyes opened, everything around me was white. Lots of lights above me on a white ceiling. I couldn’t seem to move very well but I didn’t feel any pain. I managed to lift my arm and it was in a long white sleeve. My confused mind came up with the one logical thought. ‘I’m an Angel!’
My eyes closed again and I went back into unconsciousness but when my eyes opened again, I had a better vision, Mike was stood above me, smiling! I tried to sit up but soon gave up on that idea as pains throughout my body suddenly reminded me they were there.
‘What happened?’ I asked croakily
‘It worked Lucy! Not as we planned but it worked!
At that moment my Mum walked in and he stopped talking. Mum’s eyes were red and puffy and without saying a word, she just hugged me and sobbed into my shoulder. It was hurting some of my bruises but I didn’t care. After a few minutes, a nurse pulled my Mum from me and said I needed rest. They both kissed me softly and the nurse put a needle in my arm and I felt sleep drifting over me.
When I woke later, I saw a sealed envelope on my locker with my name on it. I opened the note and read carefully.
‘My Darling Lucy,
When I set up our plan, my hope was to use Dave and Kathy to help us get some video proof of what John was doing to you and either get him to stop or to give it to the police. That was why we got you to go to the shop and do your protest in a public place.
When Dad had me alone, he got the info about the beach out of me so that is why we had you mention the beach outside the shop, I guessed he would take you there. If that happened, I guessed he would want to rape you there which is why Dave was waiting to try and stop him. I didn’t expect his assault on Dave and when he realised that Dad would have beaten him to a pulp, he panicked and ran back, but we didn’t anticipate any of the public calling the Greek police. Even less did we expect Dad to be so engrossed in raping you that he would ignore the police.
They shot him. He’s dead!
I know he was my Father, but he stopped being my Dad when he started fucking me. He stopped being a human when he started raping you. We are free.
I have also told your Mum about us. She was a bit shocked at first but she already had a lot to think about and she feels guilty about what Dad did to you. All she wants is for you to be happy, so I think all is good.
I love you so much my little Princess and I will help you to get well and then we can begin our life.
Love you always
Mxxx’
Epilogue – One year on!
As I lay here in bed, it is hard to believe everything that has happened. We sold the house in Surrey and moved back to Yorkshire. Mum took a longer time to recover mentally than myself or Mike, but she is doing good now. She is happy that Mike and I are so much in love and has already started to hint that she wants to be a Granny!
As I turn to my beautiful man, taking his permahard cock in my hand, I shudder at what could have been. I lift myself on top of him and slowly lower my hot wet pussy onto his manhood, never tiring of the joy it brings. I look deep into his eyes, knowing I have my man for life.
‘Make love to me Mike!’ I whisper, knowing I will never be disappointed.
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Tales of Kairndal Part 1: Act 2

Back with the second chapter! I’m still hoping for plenty of comments on how to make my story better as well as requests as to what races and fetishes you might like to see. Anyway, the saga continues as Alaric finds himself looking back at his life while making progress moving forward.