Page 28 of Jagged Souls
“Look at all that cum dribbling out of our new whore,” Sadist says as he points the phone right at my pussy. He releases Grubs’ cock to scoop some of his cum up with his finger, then he pushes it back inside of me.
“Fuck, she’s so greedy for this. A real fucking whore, happy to take any cock she’s given. Ain’t that right, bitch?”
I nearly close my eyes, wanting so badly to disassociate, but I need to stay aware as long as that camera is still on. I could be anywhere in the country, and Varius needs me to narrow down where I am.
Sadist brings the camera up to my face. “Look at how much she loves this.”
I turn my head away, tears in my eyes. If I look into the phone and imagine Varius on the other end, I’ll break.
So instead I focus on looking around the cafeteria and taking note of anything that will help Varius find me. The tables aren’t bolted to the floor, and the seats are benches, not individual stools; it is unlikely this used to be a prison. A hospital cafeteria would have chairs – makes it easier to clean. So I’m probably in a public school – an old one given the lifeless design of the place. Modern ones are brighter, a ploy to show we care about our kids’ mental health. Let in more sunlight but ignore everything else to actually curb teen suicide.
Sadist scoops up another bit of cum, but this time, he pushes it into one of the cuts on my belly. I grit my teeth as pain rushes through me, sharp and burning, but I don’t react in any other way. Fighting him didn’t get him to end this quicker. So now I’ll ruin any fun he can get.
His finger presses into me harder. His smirk turns cruel. He hates that I’m not resisting him. Fear flares inside of me, but I force it down.Antonio won’t let him kill me.
Moving the camera off to the side, he grabs my jaw with his cum-and-blood stained hand. He forces me to look back at him as his fingers dig into my cheeks. My mouth pops open as pain flashes through the joints of my jaw. Leaning forward, he kisses me.
The tears fall freely now. I try to turn away, but he holds me brutally still. I can’t close my mouth to bite him. Can’t headbutt him in the face. I just have to accept his tongue as it pushes inside my mouth, filling it with blood. His severed tip is blatantly missing as he kisses me, and I vow to take the rest of it as soon as I get the chance.
Stroking his tongue against mine, he violates every part of my mouth. He passes the camera to another man so he can lower that hand to my pussy. He grabs Grubs’ cock and strokes it between my lips. With every touch he forces on me, I hate my body more.
Part of me wants to antagonize him so badly he kills me.
The other part wants to survive so I can pay him back a thousandfold. I will brutalize him before I leave this place.
As angry and painful tears roll down my face, I focus on the details of the cafeteria. The four windows are boarded up. The white paint on the walls is flaking off. The ceiling’s made up of that horrible gray fiberglass so iconic to schools. There’s nothing personal to help locate this place, no school colors or faded mascots anywhere in sight.
Lifting his head, Sadist sneers down at me. “You’re so fucking wet from that. Does Varius know how much of a dirty whore you are?” He lifts his hand from my pussy and shows me his fingers.
I flinch at the sight of them glistening in the warm lights of the room.That’s his cum, not mine, I tell myself.
I don’t want this…
His grip on my jaw tightens, and my eyes widen as I realize what he’s about to do. I try to turn my head, try to struggle as much as I can, but it’s hopeless.
He forces his wet fingers inside my mouth. The taste of his cum makes me gag. Tears flow down my cheeks faster and faster as I think about how Varius is going to suffer knowing another man has touched me. Will he even want me anymore? Will he bother coming for me at all after he sees how much of a whore I am?
Or will he leave me to die in this place, seeing it as a fitting crime?
He gets so jealous…
No… He loves me…
And even if not, Dayne will come for me.
I jerk forward on a sob as I remember the last time I saw him though. Dayne is dead. Antonio killed him when he took me. He punched a hole in his stomach and left him to bleed out.
No one is coming for me.
I’m going to die here.
But not before I’m bred.
Not before I’m raped so much, my vagina tears to my ass and I’m begging for mercy.
Feeling the walls of my prison close in on me, I close my eyes and cry. Sadist forces me to lick off more cum from his fingers, dipping them back to my pussy before bringing them up once more to my mouth. And all the while, Grubs is sliding the head of his fat cock between my pussy lips.
The only solace I have in this moment is that Sadist’s fingers aren’t just covered in cum. There are traces of blood on them – proof that I’m dry as a fucking dessert.Please let Varius be able to see that…
