Memories

Rys doubled over in agony after receiving several quick jabs to his kidneys. He fell to his knees his forehead to the floor as he tried to catch his breath after having the air knocked out of him. He was only given a couple seconds before he was yanked up roughly by the too tight handcuffs that kept his arms pinned behind his back. The force of it and the weight of his body caused immense pressure on his shoulders, and would have undoubtedly pulled his thin arms from their sockets if he hadn’t used his legs to assist in getting to his feet.

“Little fuck is a fighter. Knock him around if you need to. Just don’t fuck up his pretty face too much.” With the crude advice Rys was shoved into a strangers muscled arms where he was manhandled off to an all too familiar back room. The dark dirty curtains kept the room a solemn shade of gray having never been touched by the sun. There was a full size bed with off white sheets still messed and smelling of sex, and one rickety wooden side table that held condoms and lub. The whole scene had Rys’s stomach roiling, but then he was being roughly tossed face first onto the bed so his view was thankfully obstructed.

Rys didn’t have his arms to push his face from the cum stained sheets so he settled for turning his head to the side so he didn’t have to smell the sex and fear emanating from them. Before he could shuffle about uncomfortably his baggy faded hole riddled jeans were being yanked from where they barely clung to his hip bones. While the pervert was busy removing the pants from his ankles Rys shifted his body enough to pull his legs swiftly up to his chest and slam them back into the dirty fucks chest causing his large form to stagger backwards.

While Rys had a moment he rolled himself onto his back and tried to get to his feet, but before he could the stranger was on top of him and in his rage landed three heavy punches to Rys face breaking his nose in the process. Blood poured freely from the now slightly crooked appendage and messily into his mouth, so he spit a nice bloody wad in the perverts face just before being flipped back onto his stomach. His pants were still wrapped around his ankles so he couldn’t do any kicking, but that didn’t stop him from flailing and cusing at the sick fuck like a sailor. Which only earned more blows to his kidneys.

He groaned wiping his bloody face on the sheets as his ass was swiftly pulled into the air. He heard spitting and felt several slick spatters of spit on his asshole, and then several fat fingers were prying his ass open. “Fuck you! You sick fucking pervert!” Rys roared through his clenched teeth. He could hear a belt being undone and a zipper, and he just held his breath because he refused to give this asshole any gratification with his pain. He felt the thick molten bar glide teasing along his ass crack, but before he was penetrated a handful of his messy inky black hair was grabbed and his head yanked painfully off the bed.

“No you little fucking slut. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight!” His breath smelled foul as it ghosted past Rys ear and hung around his face. He tried to head butt the fuck and do some damage with his horns, but he must have been warned about them when the money was exchanged and quickly slammed Rys face back into the bed. His hands went from being tangled in Rys hair to his ass where he spread Rys’s cheeks apart and went about spearing him on his fat dick. Every fiber of Rys being wanted to struggle and fight, but knew his ass would be so much worst off so he tried his best to relax his sphincter as he bit down on a mouthful of bloody sheets.

The fucker didn’t go about ramming his tool in all at once, but he steadily pushed on until his balls were pressed tight against Rys’s asshole. He let out a satisfied groan and gave Rys’s ass several open handed strikes. “Your ass looks awesome gripping my cock boy.” The pervert taunted Rys with a chuckle before taking his slender waist in his hands and proceeding to fuck Rys rough and raw into the bed. His thrusts were brutal as he pulled all 8" out to the tip and rammed it all back in again. The sound of flesh on flesh and the perverts satisfied moaning echoed in the small room for the entirety of the ordeal. Which lasted close to an hour before he filled Rys’s ass with cum and left him on the bed bruised and bleeding.

Rys never cried while he was being used he found they liked that too much, but when all was said and done and he was alone with the sick feeling of cum leaking from his swollen ass it all crashed down on him. It wasn’t uncontrollable sobbing, but silent tears. He let himself feel it all and then he let it all go before cleaning himself up, if he was able, and preparing to give the next one hell too.