Sweet Revenge

Amanda

She kept moving, her pace set and slow. Wanting to make him cum harder and deeper into her than before. She laid down against him, her chest pressing into his. She felt the sweat sliding down her back, and his hands. God his hands ere tormenting her! He played and teased her nipples until they tingled into little buds. And when she laid down on him, pressing them against his chest, she did moan aloud. Biting into her lower lip, she let her hips keep moving. Taking him slowly in and out of her wet hole. Her nails dug into his shoulders as her pace picked up. She felt the tremoring in her body, but she was maintaining control over herself. So far.
Her face was hovering over his, Their eyes locked together. She panted, and as she did her hair was blown to and from her mouth. her eyes were probably reflecting his, dark with desire. He had learned a few things since she was with him 10 years ago. He must have worked pretty hard to try and keep Cindy satisfied. The slut was always fucking something.
She whimpered softly, not aware she was doing it, as her body tensed a little and shook. She paused in her movements, but soon started moving again.
She gave this man enough viagra to keep this up a few times, she smiled faintly. Her eyes drifting shut slightly, her juices were making her inner thighs slippery and chilled.
"How does .. it feel?" She moaned out the question, trying to think of something to distract her.
 
He put his mouth to hers, shutting her up. His tongue coming in, kissing her deeply. She tasted so good. The kiss was hard, and deep, but short.
Soon, he moved down, nibbling and sucking her neck. His hands held onto her ass tightly, letting her move, but still helping her join up with his rhythm.
Which was getting faster now. Kevin no longer let her do this, he was now going into her, in a torrent motion, up and down. Her pussy moving against his cock, his hands guiding her, and his cock going into her as deep as he could.
He moaned against her skin, moving his hands up. He held onto her sides, keeping her body against his. She wasn't going anywhere, and he made sure of it.
"I'm so close..." he grunted, right against her ear. The entire bed was now rocking back and forth, his grunts matching the bed, which was now hitting the back of the wall.
He closed his eyes, letting the pleasure sweep through him. Not much longer... she was so hot.
 
Amanda

He kissed her! She was so shocked, she didnt know what to do. His tongue brushed into her mouth, she gasped and shook harder. His hold on her ass tight, she couldnt move away, or slow him down even. He had taken control.

She bit back a groan of pleasure as best she could, but it wasnt working well. She felt herself tighten around him, he broke the kiss before she could respond in anyway. Her insides melting into a firey bliss, she dug into his shoulders again, as his lips traveled down her neck.

She was going to lose all control. And when he moaned into her ear he was going to cum, she errupted all over him. Her walls tightened down on his cock like a vise, her shaking grew to vibrate them both. She couldnt move fast enough, she felt her toes curl as her walls started to pulsate with pleasure

"ooooh No!" She couldnt stop it now, her face went down into his neck, her heart pounding furiously. She clamped even harder down on him, then it happened. The intense preasure/pleasure over came her senses. She screamed out his name as her orgasm washed through her, tearing her in half. Hot cum spurted from where they were connected. Coating his cock and wetting her thighs.

Soaking wet, and dripping with pleasure, she whimpered into the skin of his neck. She was wound up tightly, and he kept moving. She bit into his neck, but not to hard. Her hands shooting up from their place on his shoulders to dig into his hair. She painfully pulled his head back, her lips meeting his. This time her tongue shot into his mouth the rub against his tongue.

Why was she kissing him! That was not allowed! She said so herself. She didnt care though. She was on cloud nine right now, and wasnt rational at all. She purred into his mouth, kissing harder, with passion and anger. She was angry she had cum, angry she had kissed him, but unable to stop herself from continuing on with it.
 
He lifted her off the bed, his cock deep inside her hot pussy. He felt her squirt all over him,a nd he came deep inside her. His body shivered slightly, as he involuntarily continued to thrust his cock into her. When he was finally spent, he set them both back down on the bed.
He let out a loud groan, pressing himself against her.
"Oh fuck, that was so good. I can't believe that," he smiled, holding her face in his hands. He kissed her deeply, letting his tongue roll inside her, tasting her.
"You are incredible. Simply incredible."
Her face was flushed, something that came from just have some hard sex. He saw something else in those eyes too, hate, dissatisfaction.
"Babe? You ok? I felt you cum against me, it couldn't have been that bad, could it?"
Their swety bodies were still entangled. A loud pop sound happened as his still hard cock came out of her.
 
Amanda

She tremored as he moved in her. He had already cum once, but his cock was still hard. He reached up and pulled her down to kiss him again, she tensed. This was not right, a kiss was more personal. And she didn't want personal. It was time to teach him the next lesson. The line between pleasure and pain. She moved off of him, her eyes dark with a little anger and alot of passion. She wouldn't let him know it though.

"Im perfectly fine Kevin. But You still need relief, I can see that." She growled out her responce. How dare he! He made her stay there and enjoy it! He kissed her! This was not permissable, nope. Not at all.
She adjusted his chains, his hands now back above his head. Locking them into place, his eyes questioning her. Not understanding.
"We played by your rules, now we play by mine."
She climbed back over him, sliding his cock once again deep inside her. She wiggled a little, rubbing him around her slippery cunt. She bent forward and picked up the candle.
"There is a lesson, you should learn.. To improve your life and your sensual side." He started to speak. She put her hands over his lips. "Shhhhhhh.. No need to speak, its time you felt."
She lifted the candle up, about two feet above his exsposed chest, and slowly let the candle wax drip three drops onto his chest. He hissed in a breath, his eyes darkening. But not with desire, with fury. He was not happy. She started to move her hips. Slowly fucking him, He let out a groan as she ground down on his still sensitive cock.
"There is a fine line between pleasure and pain.. And it is one you need to learn. Then there is the pleasure accompanied with pain. It too feels wonderful." She let a few more drops hit his chest. The wax cooled and hardened on his nipple. She bent down and licked her tongue across the red skin.
She moved back up, and started rocking her hips once again. Her muscles still tightly clamped around him. "Take for instance the first time a man fucked me in my tight little asshole. It hurt, Ooooh did it hurt.. But then it turned to pleasure. Slowly of course, but the pleasure and pain combination made me cum harder than I ever had before. I had a master, who controlled me in college. Then I graduated, Becoming the master. Or in this case the Mistress. I know all there is to know about pleasure. How to give, and How to with hold.. You, Kevin... Need to learn as I once did the difference. Then you shall be healed."
She started fucking him then, letting herself go. She wasn't being taken this time, She was taking instead. She lifted the candle and watched as she poured candle wax over her nipples, it too cooling and hardening. She hissed out and moaned with pleasure, her eyes closing. She opened them back up and used her free hand to peel off the candle wax. She bent forward, her breast red and hovering over his mouth.
"Taste it Kevin, Lav my nipple. Feel the heat from the wax, and my body. Its sensitive now..."
He looked like he would rebel against her wishes, but he did as she asked. She moaned out with pleasure once again.
She titled the candle once more and poured a little over his other nipple. She bent down, removing the wax and letting her cooler tongue lap over his red bud.
 
He held back a cry, feeling her on top of him. Her body pressing against his, her pussy grabing at him, so pleasurable. Almost impossible not to be hard from what she did.
Biting his lower lip, he moved uncomfortable, trying to get out from under her. The candle wax hurt, so much pain going through, like just for a moment his skin was on fire.
"No, stop," he felt her peel the wax off of him, and then let the candle come up again. No, no, not like this.
He wanted to cuss at her, he even made the f sound, but caught it on his lips.
Then, she let it come down on his hard sore nipple once more. He cried out, unable to control himself.
"FUCK!"
He moved again, trying to get her off of him, but he couldn't. She had him fimrly between his legs, and he was too far tied to do anything but squirm and wiggle under her.
A tear came down from his eyes, he thought they had bonded, they had met some sort of an understanding. What the fuck was her problem.
CLosing his eyes, trying to control the pain as much as he could, he begged her again, "Please stop, please."
His raging cock still as hard as ever, feeling so good inside her tight pussy.
 
Amanda

She watched him with a curiuos look in her eyes. Now this shouldn't be hurting all that badly? She had done this numerous of times before, and not once did someone actaully cry out in pain. She shrugged, all well. She set the candle back down on the bedside table.

She placed her hands on his chest, and started moving her hips in slow wide circles. After a few minutes of this, she moved her hips back and forth on him. Slowly driving him in and out of her. She bent slightly backwards, placing her hands on his upper thighs. Her hips arched nicely, she began to move this way. Her head fell back, she could feel her hair brushing her ass, and her hands. She moaned a little, and let her eyes close. The feelings overwhelming her entirely.

The heat was spreading once more, she clenched her teeth together. Trying to stay moving on him.
She moved forward suddenly, down towards his chest, where she once again ran her tongue over his red flat nipples. She watched as they perked up under her touch. She smiled faintly, letting her nails run along his arms, up to his shoulders.

She rode him this way for a little longer, letting her wet juices keep up a nice lubrication. She decided perhaps she should try something else. Lifting her leg up, letting his hard cock fall to his pelvis, she turned around. She sat facing away from him, the line of her back, and her tight little ass a perfect view. She smiled lustfully.

She should just tease him, it was more fun and drug out alot longer. She lifted up and slid him into her, shaking as the heated flesh slid against her gspot. Moaning once more, she started rocking her hips back and forth on him.
 
Kevin bit his lower lip, feeling her really grind into him now. She seemed like a woman on a mission, and as much as he tried to get into her rhythm, he just couldn't.
She was using him, and he had to just lie there and take it. His cock stiffened at the sight of her turning around, and taking him from the other side. That nice ass bobbing up and down on his hot cock. An erotic sight if he ever saw one.
But, all he could do is lie there, and let his hot cock satisfy her. As much as he liked it, it didn't seem that erotic. He felt like a common pet, just here for her pleasure. An empty feeling hit his stomache.
Why didn't he feel good about this? It was sex after all, so it was meaningless sex, why wasn't he enjoying this? Why did he feel so empty and hollow inside.
Her. Because she had felt so warm and so romantic earlier. She had acted like they were lovers, and he had wanted her to have sex with him, now...
Now he just wanted to cum and have her get off of him.
He felt it, rush through him. It was semi thrilling, he couldn't stop himself from liking to orgasm deep inside her.
He groaned out loudly, pushing himself far into her.
"Oh yeah!" he moaned through his lips, and his cock spasmed rapidly, sending gallons of cum into her.
 
Amanda

She rode him hard and deep, stopping once he started to cum deep inside her. She smirked.
"Thats a good boy.." She stayed there rocking back and forth until he was spent. She sat there a few more minutes making sure she got all she could of his cum inside her. Nicely done Amanda, Congradulate yourself.. She smiled and turned around, letting him slide out of her. She rest against his chest, smiling down at him. She leaned forward and kissed him softly.
Her voice whispering as she pulled away, "Thank you Kevin"
She rose up, and slipped her dress back on. Moving she readjusted his chains so his hands could reach to his stomach.
She got up off of him, and picked up the mess from breakfast, placing it on the tray.
"I'll be back in a few with lunch, I'll put on something for you to watch while im gone."
She walked over and rewound the tape once again. She smiled, pushed play, turned and blew him a kiss, and walked out of the room.
Let him watch that for awhile, just once more. See how he likes the movie this time. She felt badly for a moment, for all the things she had done to him, or was going to do. But it quickly faded as she climbed the stairs. She went into her room and laid down, she would let the sperm stay for awhile, then go shower. make him some lunch, and start all over again.
She did notice he didn't have a very nice look on his face this time. Apparently he didn't like being used. Perhaps he was learning how she felt all those years ago. She decided perhaps later she would try seduction, no pain. And maybe he would be more willing. After all she did want to make him pay for his abuse. And what better way to make him pay, by showing him what he lacked in his life. Then walk out of it as if nothing happened?
 
Kevin covered himself up with the covers, he didn't feel like being here anymore. Not just because he was kidnapped, but because she was hurting him.
It was more than physical though. She was hurting him mentally. Pushing his mind to all these extremets, it was driving him nuts. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take. Honestly, he didn't want to feel like this.
It was... it was making him hurt.
He looked up at the video, she was still letting him touch her, carress her. The look on her face, battling between letting him continue, or saying to stop. She said something, but he ignored it.
She talked again, this time more forceful.
He slapped her, telling her to sit back, maybe she would enjoy it.
No.
No, she wouldn't enjoy it. Being used isn't something you enjoy. It's something you endure. He wanted to yell at that man, tell him to stop.
It had to stop, all of it.
He looked away from the tape, not wanting to see it anymore. The toilet stared back at him. Nonchalantly, he unscrewed the washer and worked on the link once more.
His hand hurt after about an hour or so. He put the washer back, took care of the shavings, and made it look like nothing was going on. A little more than halfway, sometime tomorrow he would be finished. Then, no more of this.
He didn't even care about going to the cops, just getting home. Kevin would drown this experience with a lot of booze. Just kill himself off drink by drink.
He groaned, wanting a drink right now. The wine only tempted him more, didn't even help him with any of this. Fuck, fuck it all.
The video long finished, and a blue screen now came up.
He stared at it, letting his thoughts drown out in the distance. Fuck it all, he didn't care anymore.
 
Amanda

She must have fallen asleep, because she woke up and the clock said it was one-thrity pm. She got up and walked into the kitchen. She pulled out everything for a chicken salad, and set it up. Dressing, a glass of milk for each of them, and some dressing for their salads.

She didn't add viagra to anything this time. She had a different aim in mind. It was time to play nice with Kevin. She had pretty much shown him what uselessness there was in pain.

Walking downstairs, she opened the door and shut it. Kevin was laying on his side, facing away from her. She didnt know if he slept or not. She set down the tray and approached the bed. She lightly tapped him on the shoulder.
"Kevin.. wake up please. I got your lunch here with me."
She bent forward and lightly kissed him on the cheek. That ought to make him wonder. She rubbed her hand up and down his arm, watching for a reaction.
She moved away from the bed and popped the tape out of the vcr. She tossed it into the box, "There won't be any more of that again." She turned back to the bed and met his eyes. Smiling softly, she walked back over and pulled out the chair, sitting down.
"I made a chicken salad, and brought you some milk. Would you like to join me for lunch?" She was hopeful that she hadn't broken his spirit too much.
"Oh and I still owe you from the card game. I believe it is now your turn to ask something of me?"
 
Kevin looked at her, his eyes dull and tired looking. He pushed the tray away from himself.
"I'm not hungry," the words came out low, barely audible. He stared up at the ceiling, his arms folded across his stomach. Each brreath he took in felt more like a sigh then anything else.
He had tried so hard, but she had done it, she had broken him. She had raped him, fucked him straight.
He understood what she had meant before. A well known phrase came back to his mind, one he had wanted to do to her not too long ago.
Payback's a bitch.
Kevin looked at Amanda, staring at him. His eyes, nearly glazed over couldn't even pierce hers. She was the bitch, and this was the payback.
He groaned, letting his eyes close. He didn't feel like sleeping, but all of a sudden the world seemed a little too much to handle. He felt too weak. Whatever she wanted, he hoped she would just get it over with.
 
Amanda

She looked down at the tray she held. He had pushed it away? Why? Something was amis here. She couldn't guess what it was though?
"Kevin? Come on you have to eat something? You cant go without food. Why won't you look at me?" She walked around the bed, and stood facing him. Now he had to look at her!
 
Kevin looked at her, letting the stare last for a long time. Then he simply shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm just not hungry," he lied. Ever since he eyed the salad his stomach had turned on end to get it down. He pushed those feelings away.
"Maybe this is just finally getting to me. It's not easy to be lively and kicking when I've been on this bed for over 24 hours. I don't feel like doing anything, something wrong with that?"
He turned away, not completely, just enough to stare at the ceiling once more. His eyes dazed in and out of focus.
"Isn't that what you wanted? Remorse, sorrow, a shallow shell of a man?"
 
Amanda

She studdied him. She had beaten him already? She should feel elation, and a small part of her did. but another part of her didn't like to see someone defeated. She had been there once. She decided to offer comfort, and hoped he took it. She sat on the bed next to him, then slowly she laid down facing him. Her hand came up to cup his cheek, turning him to face her.
"Remorse, yes. Shell of a man, no. I wan't you to see what you did was wrong, and it hurt deeply. I wanted you to feel a small portion of what I felt. Hell Kevin, I was going to give you my virginity that night anyways! And you got mean, and damned right cruel. I still bear marks from it." She didn't raise her voice she didn't screach at him. She just looked into his eyes, and let him know she did feel what she said she had.
She lifted her head a little and kissed him on the lips. A soft slow kiss, not demanding. She wanted to show him the sweeter side to sharing a bed with her. Of his own free will. Well as free will as he was going to get right now.
Her heart lept in her throat, wondering if he would push her away. She pressed closer to his body, seeking heat from him.
"There is more here than punishment, and pain. If you can see that then I have suceeded in showing you the difference between caring and hurting. It's all I wanted to show you. Would you like to see caring?"
She held her breath waiting for his responce. Her body still firmly pressed to his.
 
Caring? Yeah, that's what he needed from her right now. She can go rape him one day, and show him care the next.
"Could you show me caring?" he said, looking at her, "No, you can't. Honestly, I'll just think it's another ploy you are using to screw me over, which is probably right."
Kevin fluffed his pillow, leaning back and feeling so uncomfortable right now. He had always lived his life with confidence, but now things seemed to different, so horrible. Even the sun, which beat through the window, wasn't as bright anymore.
For the first time in his life, it was over. He looked at himself, flabby, middle aged, horrible. Why was he still alive? It was stupid, pointless. Life was a bunch of sperm's swimming around, but the thing is, there's only one egg.
Fuck life, he'll take some booze.
"You want to show caring, give me a bottle of burboun."
 
Amanda

occ: pssst pooh hun, 28 isnt middle aged!!!!


IC:

Amanda sat back up and turned to sit over the edge of the bed.
"Sure I can show you caring, but would it do you any good? Doubtful isnt it?"
She stood up and sighed.
"Fine, no lunch then. I'll see you tonight. And NO bourbon!"
She walked around the bed, checking his chains and his ankels for scratches. He hadn't hurt himself with them, that was good. She didnt want to deal with pussy sores. She moved around to the other side of the bed, and knelt down to check the keeper keys.
Her eyes followed up the chain, link by link. Silently counting reach approximents. That's when she spotted it. Her breath caught in her throat. He had been trying to get away, and was succeeding?! But how?! She reached down and grabbed the chain. Pulling it tightly, his hand going up into the air. She heard him yell out "Hey!"
She secured the chain with the keeper key.
"Well, well. Looks like someone almost got away.." She looked up from her crouched position, his arm high in the air. Unless.
She shook her head and stood up.
"Once the ransome is paid Kevin, not until then. Apparently I've been to damned nice. Or not paying attention, In either case. That won't do. Thats breaking my rules."
She growled out the last line, irritated beyond words.
"I'll be back with dinner. No Tv for you."
She turned and walked to the door. She reached over and turned off the tv set. Then recalling the lunch dishes walked over to retrieve the uneaten meal.
 
Ooc: He's being melodramatic.



Once the door was closed, Kevin spit at her.
"Fuck your rules! I NEVER AGREED TO A FUCKING THING!"
Stupid whore. She let herself do whatever the fuck she wanted. He looked back at the link, damnit. So many hours wasted.
It didn't matter thought. Nothing mattered anymore. He would just have no fucking life. Kill himself, the only exit he had left.
She wouldn't leave the chains loose enough though.
He furrowed, as his bowels began moving. He hadn't shit in over two days. He had to go, best ot just hold it though.
She would be back, not like she wanted to clean up another mess.
Or maybe she did?
He sighed, leaning back into the bed. His pillow was cold and uncomforting, it didn't matter though.
Nothing mattered.
He staid there, half dazed, glaring at the far wall. He only blinked when his eyes began to sting.
 
Amanda

occ: lol cute hun, love the drama ;)

IC:
She came back in less than an hour, she had the gun with her, unloaded. But he didn't know that now did he? She undid his arm, and put the keeper key back.
"Alright, you have a few minutes to use the toilet, drink the water beside the bed and get back in it. Ill wait outside the door. No funny stuff, I am in no mood for your childish behavior!"
She turned and walked outside the door. She stood there and waited for the five alotted minutes.
 
He didn't move, didn't even flich when she came in. He had to go, but he held it back, on purpose. It would be something to think about for later. He could concentrate on holding it in all through the day, and forget about her.
Just sort of blank everything out, like it was some useless dream. He felt himself curling up inside. Outwardly he was just a shell, a shell of a man.
He had to keep himself inside, so she couldn't hurt him anymore. There was no more pain, cause she couldn't get to him inside. As much as she tried, she couldn't get to him inside.
His eyes saw her come back into the room, and his ears heard her say words, but he didn't understand. He chose not to understand. She might as well have been speaking japanese.
He nodded anyway, just give her some sort of recognition so she could leave.
 
Amanda

She walked back into the room, and noticed he hadn't moved.
"Stubborn are we?" She shook her head. Walking over to the bed, she yanked back the blankets.
"I don't think so Kevin! You are going to cooperate with me, or im going to make you do it!"
She grabbed the glass of water, and held it tipped to his lips.
"Drink or drown, but do it now!"
She wasn't going to have him on some fuckin death wish now. The damned pansy.
"Get your shit together, you are acting like a spoiled child. For once in your life something doesn't go your way and you feel sorry for yourself. Oh but Kevin.. You could never feel sorry for anyone else could you?" She pinched his nose til his mouth opened, dumping in the water. He spurted and spit, and she clamped his jaw upwards. Holding his teeth shut.
"Drink it!"
She was in a temper now, the little shit was purposely trying to piss her off. Well she wasn't going to let it effect her efficentcy. She smirked as did he swallow a little of the drugged water.
"Thats better. Now get your ass out of the bed and use the toilet. Because this time, if you make a mess..." She got in his face. "Ill leave you in it!" Her eyes narrowed, daring him to test her in any way.
 
His head nodded slowly, as if not apart of him. Kevin, with a dull look in his eyes stood up, and used the facilities.
He turned, getting back into the bed, exactly in the same position as when he had left. His movements were slow and careful. Almost like an elderly man, who is afraid he might break something if he moves to fast.
"Done Mistress," It sounded more like an automated recording than a voive. He looked at her, his eyes never wavering, never fading.They would blink once, twice. That was the only movement.
 
Amanda

She sighed heavily, he was wearing her down with his inability to do more than sit there. Responding as if he was a wooden dummy. She growled a little, this was frustrating that was for sure. She moved the toilet back where it was, and put the water cup away.
"I'm going to go check my account online and see if perhaps they have paid your ransome. Then I'll be back." She walked out, knowing the viagra would indeed take effect shortly.
She walked up stairs, and turned on her lap top. Hooking up online she accessed her account. She waited what seemed like forever for the account balance to load and reveal yes or no to her. Once the balance came on, she sighed. Nothing yet. But they had only gotten the notice yesterday. give them time to cooperate. Once they realize they cant find him without her guidance, the better things would go.
She got back up after shutting down, and walked downstairs. She smiled a little tiredly as she came back in. "Well nothing yet, but soon. And once it is paid, you are free to go Kevin." She sat down and turned on the t.v. set. Watching some rerun of mash.
He didn't speak, and she didn't try to make conversation. She would wait him out. Sooner or later he would grow frustrated with the pent up urge to fuck, and she would be there to relieve is pain.
 
His body.
It reacted to the drug rather nicely. With the sheets away, his cock began to grow. It came up, and the rest of hism shifted, so he was laying straight back as it pointed to the sky. A red significance of his manhood, ready and waiting for sex.
His mind.
A clouded shell. He was reacting the night of the rape. It was a blur of visions, all painful. Two nights were forming as one. One night, immense pleasure, as he fucked her ragged, heard her sobbing, saw her tears spill down. Another night of intense pain, as he pleaded for it to stop. She forced it up his ass, raping him, raping what was left of him. Tears streamed down his eyes, a blackness overclouded.
He was in the limo, and she was crying, leaning against the back seat. A red mark across her cheek. With a deep growl he moved in put his hardened dick against her. Something moved just behind him. Ignoring it, he rammed himself into her. Immense pain erupted through him. He looked down, not at her, but at himself. He had been raping himself.
She slapped him.
He looked around, no longer in the limo, but in the bed. She slapped him over and over again with the dildo. Then, she moved it down, further, and further.
No!
He tried to stop her, but he was restrained.
No!
His eyes flitched.
NO!
Pain erupted inside of him. Not hurting his ass, no, something deeper. Something that a mere piece of plastic couldn't hurt. Something even he thought was impossible to touch.
It was being ripped apart.
He screamed, thrashing against the restraints. Not trying to get away, but just trying to move, to escape from this feeling. He screamed again, purposely moving from the bed, only to be yanked back by the chains.
At long last he stopped, blood coming from his wrists. Pain flooded him from his now aching body, it felt good though. It felt really good, better than the other pain. Oh God, he would give anything to get rid of that other pain, the pain inside of him.
He was whole, he had to be.
She couldn't rape his soul.
But she had, somewhere deep down, he knew. He didn't want to believe it, but he knew.
He had taken her innocence that night, and she was slowly getting it back, piece by piece.
His eyes finally focused on something, her.
 
Amanda

He scared the living shit out of her, Just out of no where started screaming and thrashing. She jumped up out of the chair and away from him. Her hand held over her heart as it raced. She did not know what was going on, for he hadnt said one word. She wasn't sure if he was having a seizure or something worse?
He settled down, lay there panting in and out. Blood running down his wrists, dripping on the bed. She held back, not sure what to do. His eyes met hers, and she held his gaze. Unsure what was going on, what was wrong with him?
"Kevin? A-are you alright?" Her voice was shakey, and breathless. He had really given her a fright. She didn't come close. There was something in his eyes, the look he gave her. She did not know what to make of it. She let out a loud whooshing breath and leaned back against the table. Her hand still over her beating heart. She kept eye contact, wondering what was going on in his mind.
 
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