Sarah

Chapter Two – Backing Up (Part Two)

I woke up to the sound of a door slamming. Looking at my bedside clock I saw that it was 2:23am; I had been sleeping for 5 hours now. It suddenly dawned on me that it had been my door that was slammed shut.

As my eyes adjusted to the light I saw that Kevin was walking towards my bed. Before I knew it his hands were wrapped in my hair and he had me pinned on the bed.

“K-Kevin… What a-are you d-doing?” I stuttered, looking up at him.

“Jason told me what you tried to pull today. After what I’ve done for you, you wanna act like that? If you’re gonna shake your little ass in front of me and my friends you’re gonna stop acting like a prude little bitch. No one likes a tease, teasing guys like us is how you get hurt.”

Before I could respond he pressed his lips against hers in a bruising manner. I pressed my hands against his chest but again my lack of strength didn’t help.

“Kevin!” I managed to say against his lips. He pretended not to hear me as his hand traveled up my shirt. I was twisting around; trying to avoid his touch but it was inevitable.

He his finger twisted my nipple and I yelped into his mouth. Taking advantage of it, he stuck his tongue in my mouth, sucking mine back into his.

His hand left from under my shirt and he broke the kiss. He tore his shirt off over his head and grabbed my wrists with one hand, pinning them behind my head.

“Stop, please…” I begged him. He still ignored me, pressing his lips against mine once again, and with his free hand he ripped the buttons off my shirt. I hadn’t bother putting on a bra after getting out of the shower, and the cold air made my nipples harden instantly.

“Mmmm” he moaned into my mouth as his hands traced over my nipples. “Someone likes that…”

The second he broke the kiss I yelled as loud as I could, which wasn’t very loud at all, “Get off of me!”

“Not a chance sweetheart, you don’t get to prance your ass all over this house for free, time to pay your room and board.”

Suddenly his mouth was pressed against my nipple, sucking, licking and nibbling. I couldn’t help but gasp at this, and he must have heard me because he smiled against my chest.

With my hands still pinned above my head I couldn’t do much but try and throw him off balance when he wasn’t expecting it. Bucking and squirming, trying to get out from under him, he laughed and switched to my other nipple.

His free hand traveled down my stomach, playing with my belly button. Slowly creeping down my body until he reached my underwear, he softly traced my panty lines while keeping occupied with my nipple.

Leaving my chest he began sucking on my neck just below my earlobe. I thrashed my head back and forth trying to avoid his tongue but he managed to grip my hair with the same hand he was holding my wrists with above my head.

His hand moved down over my underwear between my legs, his palm pushing down on my clit. I shuddered and let a whimper escape, which he took as a sign of enjoyment.

“Mmmm, like that?” He whispered in my ear. His fingers worked their way under my panties from the side and he flicked my clit back and forth between his fingertips.

I’d done stuff myself before, but no one had every touched me like that before, and despite that I was almost in tears of fear and embarrassment, I began to get excited.

He slipped a finger in me and I gasped. Involuntarily I bucked up towards his hand, but quickly got my mistake. Not soon enough though, because he whispered in my ear again.

“I knew you’d like it, you’re soaking wet…Tell me how much you like my fingers in you…”

I didn’t respond; squeezing my eyes shut I tried to block him out but his finger slid in and out quickly, causing another moan to escape.

“Damn, you feel pretty tight for a slut, Sarah… This will be more fun then I thought…”

Thinking I could push him off if I got my foot up and around to his chest, I drew my leg up. This only caused his finger to slide deeper into me.

“Someone’s anxious isn’t she?” He laughed and pulled his finger out of me and shoved it in my face.

“Look at what a wet little slut you are, Sarah…” He chuckled again before putting his finger in his mouth.

“Mmmm, so good… Want a taste too, baby?” Before I could even shake my head in response, he shoved his finger in my mouth. Suddenly feeling courageous, I bit down as hard as I could.

Immediately he pulled his finger out and back handed me. Tears were still in my eyes but once I stopped seeing doubled, I glared up at him.

“Bad fucking move, Sarah…” He then punched down on my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. As I gasped for breath he began kissing and sucking my neck again, while one hand pinched and pulled on my left nipple.

Once I caught my breath I started thrashing madly. Where ever my sudden courage came from, I wasn’t sure, but I managed to throw him off balance for a second and spun around.

With a loud crash I hit the floor, but before I managed to get up again, Kevin had my hair in his fist and pulled me back up to the bed.

Pinning me on the bed by my hair he looked down at me.

“Nice try sweetie… But not good enough.” I glared up at him and spit. It hit his shoulder and he glared back at me.

This time I received a punch to the face. I felt my lip start to swell but thankfully he didn’t swing as hard as he could; I didn’t taste any blood.

That, however, was the end of my courageousness it seemed.

“You like to spit, huh? Well let’s put that pretty little mouth of yours to work then.” Getting up, he pinned my arms down with his knees.

“Open up sweetheart.” He hadn’t been wearing pants, just boxers, when he came in my room, but I hadn’t noticed until he reached in and pulled out his semi-hard penis. It was only inches from my face, and I could barely focus on it but it was bigger then I thought it would be; at least 6 inches and it wasn’t even all the way hard yet.

“I said open up!” He said louder, and I shook my head up at him, not wanting to open my mouth even a little. Frustrated, he slapped me across the face with his penis, which was quickly becoming erect.

When that didn’t work he pinched my nose shut. Finally, I needed air, and I had to open my mouth. He shoved the head of his dick in my mouth. He then gripped my hair with both hands to hold my head still and he slowly pushed in.

About half way in I started to choke, and my eyes watered. Thankfully, he stopped there, and pulled almost all the way back out.

“Lick it.” He said, staring down at me with cold eyes.

Teary eyed, I looked up at him and begged, “Please Kevin, stop…” I felt so pathetic, but I had no more energy left after my other attempts had failed.

He slapped me with his dick again, this time hard enough I was sure there would be a bruise later. His hands tightened in my hair to the point were I felt dizzy.

Not wanting to suffer anymore slaps, I darted my tongue out, flicking it over the head of his cock. It was fully erect now, and at 10 inches long it was intimidating; I’d never seen one in real life before.

He let out a slight moan as I did it again. Not entirely sure what to do next I continued licking the head for a few minutes. Every few licks or so he’d let another moan escape.

“Kiss it, baby, come on…” He said under his breath. Looking up at him again I saw that his eyes were now closed. I kissed the head a few times, then continued licking.

He then thrust into my mouth, catching me off guard. “Come on, start sucking, slut…” Thrusting back and forth, he wrapped his hands tight in my hair once again. I couldn’t breathe, I started bucking upwards, trying to get him off but he let all his weight down and sat on my chest.

“Breathe through your nose baby, that’s it…. Mmmm…” Finally I got the hang of it; breathing through my nose that is. I couldn’t get used to the size of his cock in my mouth though. Every time he thrust in I gagged and almost threw up.

Pathetically, I finally let the tears fall freely. I still tried to wiggle out from under him but my attempts were weakened by the lack of energy I had left. Through the tears in my eyes I could see him staring down at me; those green eyes burning holes in mine with their piercing look. That smile on this face told me he was enjoying the abuse he was launching on me.

He pulled all the way out and let go of my hair. Grabbing my chin, he said “Stick out your tongue.”

I did, and he slapped his cock down on it several times, before slapping me across the face with it again.

Then he stood up, pulling me up by the hair as he did. Yelping, I grabbed his wrist with both my hands and tried to pry it loose from my hair, but it was to no avail.

I felt my courage coming back. Not being able to see, I began wildly swinging, hoping I could catch him off guard.

Not a single one landed on him, and he laughed at me before throwing me into my dresser. I fell to the ground and pushed my back against the wall.

“Get up.” He said. I shook my head and tried to control my sobbing.

“I said get up, slut!” Flinching at his loud voice I stood slowly. He was a few feet away from me, but maybe, just maybe…

I darted for my bedroom door, yanking it open and started running as fast as I could. Just before I reached the top of the stairs his hand wrapped around my wrist and he spun me around, my back slamming into the wall. A picture fell down from the wall, breaking on the floor.

His hand gripped my throat, cutting of my airway.

“Looks like we’re gonna do this the hard way, Sarah… Such a shame, I don’t want to hurt you…” Looking down at me, his green eyes sparkled evilly and he laughed at his own remark.

“I take that last part back…” As he said that, his grip tightened around my throat and I felt dizzy. When he finally let go I would have collapsed to the floor but he grabbed my upper arm.

Dragging me down the hallway into his room, one hand on my upper arm, he grabbed my chin with the other hand.

“No more funny games; I can make this a lot worse then it has to be.”