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I have to look away again.
I’m weak. I’m broken. I’m a puppet who will forever let this guy do whatever the hell he wants to me as long as it means he’s thinking of me. As long as his attention is on me.
“Push me away, I said. Push me away!”
His hands are suddenly on my shoulders, shaking me while I do nothing, while I just lay there, limp.
“Do it for fuck’s sake,” he shouts at me. “I’m horrible to you! I broke you, push me away!”
But I don’t do anything, because if his hands are on me, I can live with whatever he does.
I’m a lost cause.
I like bad people doing bad things to me.
I like it even better when it’s Jake.
“FUCKING DO IT!” His voice breaks as he screams his last words.
His whole weight falls on mine and we lay like that for a few minutes, his arms wrapped so tightly around me I can barely breathe.
Then he whispers in my ear, “If you don’t think you should stay away, then I haven’t broken you hard enough.”
I don’t have time to ask what he means. His hand is in my hair fast as he gets off me and drags me off the bed. I fall on the floor in a scream and he’s on me the next second, grabbing my hips and flipping me around. I go to push up, but I don’t know why.
Or maybe I do. Maybe I just want to make sure he wants this so bad he’ll impose it on me. That’s the only way to know he wants it as much as I do.
“Spread your legs like the good little slut you are,” he growls.
I spread my legs as he hikes my skirt up and around my hips. He doesn’t push my panties down, he rips them and disappears long enough for me to turn around wondering where he went.
He reappears from the bathroom door with lube in his hand and settles behind me again. He puts the lube on the floor and takes his belt off.
I chuckle. “You don’t need lube, I thought you knew these sorts of things make me wet.”
He grabs my wrists, tying them behind my back with his belt.
“You’re gonna need lube for the hole I’m planning to use.”
I freeze on the spot.
“Wait,” I panic, pulling at my wrists.
“Looks like someone is finally taking this seriously.”
“Jake, we can’t do this. Not here, not now. This isn’t funny.”
“Oh Angel, your fun ends where mine begins.”
“At least let’s go on the bed,” I beg.
“Bitches belong on the floor.”
He pulls my hips until my cheek rests properly on the carpet and ass exposed to him.
He pinches my ass cheeks painfully and I let out a cry.
“Stop it,” he growls. “You know I love it when it hurts you.”
