Holding onto Hope

Syn pushed me down on my knees and smirked. I looked up at Matt who was unzipping his pants. I gulped and looked away. Syn growled and grabbed my hair tightly, pulling it so I was staring straight at Matt’s dick.

He edged closer to me, causing me to widen my eyes.

“Open your mouth bitch,” He ordered, I shook my head a little, refusing to do as he said.

“Open it,” Syn growled, yanking my hair.

I gasped and that’s when Matt shoved his dick into my mouth. I choked immediately as it hit the back of my throat. I widened my eyes and looked up at him as he began thrusting his hips, face fucking me.

Syn continued to hold me by my hair as I gagged and choked on Matt’s cock. Syn laughed harshly at me.

“You enjoying this aren’t you?” He asked me. I closed my eyes, blushing bright red from embarrassment.

I heard Syn unzip his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers.

“Damn, it’s making me hard just watching this,” He told me. I looked over at him and frowned a little as Matt groaned, cumming in my mouth. He pulled out straight after, allowing me to spit the cum out onto the floor.

Syn pulled me to my feet by my hair and shoved me on the bed. He then climbed on top of me, staring down at me with a dangerous look. I gulped, expecting the worst.

He ran his hand down my side slowly as he positioned himself between my legs.
“You ready?” He asked, not giving me chance to reply before slamming into me hard.

I let out a groan in pain, immediately arching my back. He began thrusting at great speed, every thrust causing more and more pain for me. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to block out what was happening but no luck.

He continued going, picking up the pace and every time I’d cry out in pain he’d slap me. At times I'd let out a moan by accident, encouraging him to go faster. He didn’t realize how much it hurt, every part of me was in pain. This man who I’d only known a day had taken my innocence from me. He was disgusting and I could feel my hate growing for him more and more as he thrusted into me.

“I’m close,” He groaned, grabbing one of my legs and lifting it around his waist and he thrusted a few more times before eventually cumming.

He looked down at me and smirked before pulling out of me and standing up, pulling his boxers and pants back on. I sat up, my breathing heavy. I looked around to see Matt had left.

“I’m going out, you better stay put bitch,” Syn said angrily before leaving the room.

I sighed, tears forming in my eyes as I looked down at my body. It was bruised and battered because of those two men. I got to my feet and walked into the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror. My hair and makeup was a mess.

I decided to fix my hair and makeup the best I could before walking back into the main room. It was a dark room, trashed with empty bottles and cigarette blunts. I walked over to where Syn had left the weed and picked a packet up.

It was tempting to take it and run but I knew he’d find me and most likely kill me.

“Great,” I sighed, sitting back down on the bed and frowning. I needed to adjust to the kind of life quickly, before Syn truly destroys me.

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