Author: Mai Lynn
Started: Feb. 23
Finished: Feb 23
Sobbing with no tears, he curled up tighter in the dirty bed sheets. Wrapping himself with the thick blanket, he closed his eyes, trying to forget. Forget everything. What the fuck was happening?! He had no clue. He didn't even know what had just happened, other than it hurt and he felt digusted. The girl was sobbing. She sat on her bed across from his, her knees held tightly to her chest as tears streamed down her face. He couldn't understand it. Why was she crying? It didn't happen to her, she only had to see it. See the elder Nazi general climb ontop of him and... And what? He shuddered, recalling how the man had sucked at his skin, touched him roughly in places where he didn't want to be touched, placed his lips against his skin. Hearing a movement, he froze. Was there to be more? A hand laid itself upon his covered back and began to slowly pull the blanket away. Closing his eyes even tighter, he tensed his body as he felt the blanket pull away and the hand lax itself upon his scarred back. He couldn't do anything to stop it. If he did, he would die or worse, be gang raped by the general's goonies. Though he didn't understand a single word that came from that vile mouth, he could perfectly well understand the threat of the tone of voice. The hand began to roam once more, carresing the scarred skin of his back, then to his shoulder. Shivers raced about his body as he felt his insides give into a twist. The hand tugged at his shoulder and he was forced to lay upon his back. Hands touched his face and forced his eyes open. Biting his lip, he was forced to look at the naked body of the general. The hands began to roam all about his whipped and bruised body as the man leaned down and once again covered the boy's mouth with his own. Holding back a cry of pain, his back arched as the man squeezed his hips and straddled him. The man's lips began to roam just as much as his hands, nipping and licking the boy's collar bone and neck. Gasping out hoarsely, he closed his eyes once more, forcing back the vomit that bit at the back of his mouth. It was going to happen again. The girl's sobbing stiffled as the man flipped the boy onto his stomach, moaning lowly in anticipation. The boy bit the sheets, his hand forming fists as he was grinded into. It was going to happen again, he was going to feel pain. No, he didn't want this... He didn't fucking want this! His tense body began to thrash from under the man as the panic began to build. He didn't want this! He didn't want to feel that pain, that digust again. Trying to sit up, he was forced down with a blow to the back of his head. Feeling a bit dizzy, he felt the man's hands wrap themselves around his left arm. Before he could wonder what was about to happen, sharp pain seized his arm. Screaming from the pain, he thrashed about again, now saying words.
"No! Please, stop!! I don't want this, I don't want this! STO-" Another sharp blow silenced him as he was held against the sheets. Trying to lift his head from the sheets, he felt the man position himself on top, ready to enter him once more. The boy tried once again to lift his head, but he couldn't. His head was being held down! Muffled cries came from him as two pains entered his body at once; Burning in his lungs from no air, and the pain that the man gave him as he entered into him. His muffled cries became audible screams as his head was allowed to rise for air. He could feel the man grind in and out of him, moaning on top. Hot pain flowed like blood as he screamed once more, not just from pain but from the disgust. Blood and cum began to drip down his leg again as the man entered harder, slammed quicker. His heavy breathing landed upon the boy's back as he gripped his shoulders hard. The screaming died down as the man climaxed and exited him, leaving a white, milky trail of semen from the tip of his member to the boy's ravaged bottom. Once again, the boy sobbed with no tears as the man got up, dressed and left. The boy tighted his grip on the sheets, curling up into a small tight ball as the girl lowered her head and cried herself to sleep. For the boy though, no sleep would come as rape would be his only companion for that night and for the next and the next and the next...
