Her Secret (Open)

Normally Ginny did want to do things in the dark. She was afraid of her family finding out about her incestuous relationship with her brother, but right now she wanted to be bold and when her brother took the bait a smirk played across her lips.

She watched as he got down on his knees and pulled her skirt up to reveal her bare pussy. She had been wearing panties earlier but after Scott fucked her by the side of the house she put them in the hamper to wash.

His warm mouth pressed up against her already wet sex and she let out a tiny moan of pleasure. That familiar tongue of his began to explore and she instinctively spread her legs as she stood with her back against the dryer. Bringing one hand down to his hair she started to tug a bit and push him harder against her as he started to lick and suck against her sensitive clit.

This felt so natural and right to her, nothing like when Scott forced her in the woods last weekend. Still her mind wandered to Scott a bit and she couldn't help it when more of her fluids escaped her body and coated her brothers lips.

She could hear some of their guests talking as they mingled in the kitchen around the table. They were so close, all they had to do was walk 20 feet and they would be by the laundry room door. She kept her eyes on the doorknob as she began to rock her hips back and forth feeling her pleausure intensify from David's mouth.

"Oh gods David"...she murmured against clenched teeth...
 
He felt one leg wrap around him. It was distinct, the way a woman might lavis an arm around a lover. It curled into his back, the foot catching him and keeping him close to her.

He was not going anywhere, he loved being down here on his sister. He licked at her, hard and fast. His tongue was racing past her clit, that parted slit where so much juice trailed out.

And it tasted, odd. It wasn't like it always tasted before. It had a salty taste to it, something different. He didn't know what it was. It didn't stop him though, just the funny taste felt weird, something not normal.

He wondered, had she been with someone else. It almost tasted like cum.

His lips found her clit though. They held fast to it, and he began to abuse it to no end. Instead of his tongue going inside her, he pulled up two fingers instead. Two fingers to fuck her, ease her open, get her ready for him. She took it, all too well. Her muffled cries, trying so hard to not call out.

She seemed to like it when she could scream. There were times when they had the house all to themselves, and she could be as loud as she wanted. She would cry and scream, yelling out his name for the neighborhood to hear.

Now, she had to be so quiet.

Even as he teased her, as he fingered her, eyes looking up at her, initally, expectantly, wanting to see the wonderful torture she would be going through.
 
Ginny didn't realize that her juices tasted like Scott's cum or that her brother even noticed. She was enjoying everything that he was doing to her. When he slid a couple fingers inside she let out a gasp but quickly covered her mouth. She couldn't be loud in here. It was torturous to have to stay this quiet.

She kept her eyes peeled to the door making sure nobody would open it and at the same time she was rocking her hips back and forth feeling the sensations building deep within her body as her brother brought her closer and closer to her climax.

Grabbing a handful of his hair she pulled and brought him closer, her legs began to shake and after a few more minutes of licking her clit she went over the edge and couldn't help it when her breathing came in hard and a few cries of pleasures escaped her lips. She wasn't sure if anybody could hear but at this particular point she didn't care. Her orgasm was quite intense and David lapped up all her juices and continued to suck on her until her body went quiet and she stood there looking down at him. "I hope nobody was standing by the door" she said with an embarrassed grin...
 
"Does it matter?" He thought if there was an off chance someone heard it, they might just think it was two people hooking up, and leave them alone. Why not? It was a great day, lots of alcohol, lots of good friends, people were bound to want to sneak off and have some fun.

He had done it with Amber just a bit ago.

He finally stood up, letting the shorts he had pulled on drop to the floor. His cock was red and aching. He had dropped a good load onto Amber's face, but just one look at his sister and he was ready for more.

"My turn, sis. You know how much I love your sweet mouth on my cock," He smiled, holding her head, guiding her down to her knees, his fat cock in front of her. He loved that look on her, she always wore a frenzied hungry look when she stared down at his cock. It almost made him cum right then an there.
 
poohlive said:
"Oh, I know," He spat back at her, hands running over her body now, pawing at her breasts, pinching and twisting those nipples of hers until they were swollen and hard.

I keep my eyes closed any flinching slightly as he abuses my nipples, causing me pain, I tried not to feel it either bad or good, I try to just block it out, what would they say, was i just letting this happen? Did i want this to happen? 'NO!!' I screamed in the back of my mind.

Cubby said:
"I know you don't want me, but you want this. You fucking whore. You haven't stopped me, you haven't even fought back, screamed for help? You want it to happen. You're just as excited as I am, to be raped, to be taken like this?"

I shake my head, it's a lie, I don't want it like this, i never wanted it like this.

Cubby said:
He had to unzip, his cock so hard in his own pants, straining. He had just fucked Ginny not ten minutes before, but he was ready now. Ready for her.

I hear as he unzips his pants, I take deep breathes trying not to scream out, not to cry, i know what he is aboutt o do and yet I can't do anything, I know I should try to get a way, but go where, say what? Would anyone believe me?

Cubby said:
He picked her up, turning her around so he could take her from behind, throwing her back against the wall. One hand on his own cock, guiding it between her legs, the other against her ass, spreading those wonderful cheeks.

I cry out a little as my face hits the wall, his forearm against the bsack of my neck holding me to the wall, my body pressed against the cool, wall, my flesh goose bumping, I feel my stomach roll as I prepare, wait for what is to come, a lone tear escapes my eye and tumbles down my cheek.

Cubby said:
"Such a beautiful cunt,"

"no" the word was barely a whisper as it tore through my lips on a breath, my deniel vocied but to late I feel him breifly as he moves between my legs, another tear rolling down my face.

Cubby said:
He whispered lovingly into her ear, nibbling on her lobe, as his cock took one second to align between them and then rammed too hard and too fast deep inside of her used hole.

I bite into my lips, tasting my own blood as he slides violently home with his first stroke, i prey hat this well be quick, then I can shower get dressed and leave this house, maybe never come back, how could I face them after this, how could I forgive David??? If he hadn't chased Ginny.
 
He was hard and malicious, unforgiving in his thrusts into her womb. His cock like liquid fire, penetrating the deepest of her bones, slinking into the softest of her flesh. His body was too hard, it had become all jagged edges and sharp claws behind her.

Teeth bit into her neck, wanting to see blood, wanting to lick it from her tender seeping body. Claws raked across her skin, causing pain, deep muscles searing from the air that came to touch her.

And his cock, worst of all. Big, fat, invading, never allowing her to get used to it. It had wormed into the deepest of her depths, the place most warm and most safe in her body, festering, leaving her cold and filling her with a cold black she had to carry with her.

He dominated her, in the worst sense of the word. Strange sounds erupted from his cracked throat, some of them were recognizable as words, cunt, whore, slut, others were nothing more than utters of voice against her skin, their malice and hate still lingering, even if the sounds themselves were not understood.

He forced everything from her, and he took it in stride. He could feel all of that wamrth and strange seduction within her, and he sucked at it, the way a vampire strove for blood.

"That is who you are," He said, at least, knowing she was his, "I made you, I own you."
 
Ginny watched as her brother then instructed her to pleasure him. She smiled and nodded quickly, getting down on her knees in front of him. His cock stood erect and pointed her right in the face. Darting her tongue out she ran it against the tip and tasted some of his precum. She could definitly taste Amber on him but she didn't mind. Her friend always tasted good to her..

Opening up her mouth she took him in and allowed him to hit the back of her throat before pulling back out again watching how his cock glistened from her warm saliva. One of the first things Ginny did with her brother when they began their relationship together was suck on his cock. She learned over the years just where his sensitive spots were and how to get him to cum hard. She took pride in the pleasure she gives him.

She brought him back in and allowed her tongue to swirl around while her mouth worked over his shaft in a steady pace. She brought one hand up to cup his balls and caress them and noticed how he began to buck his hips towards her. His hand went to her hair and he slightly pulled on it urging her to go deeper. Relaxing her throat she gave him what he wanted and noticed the look of exctasy on his face.

Her mind then turned to Scott and she couldn't help but wonder just what he was up to at this moment. He was probably out in the yard talking with her family and acting like nothing ever happened. Acting as though he was such a good boy...
 
He pulled on her hair. Not hard, just enough for her face to turn upward, those pretty eyes on his. He loved that, nothing better than his sister looking up at him with her mouth engorged on his cock.

She could get him every time. Within moments he was thrusting into her, fucking her face, his cock hitting the back of her throat and threatening to go deeper. She still looked up at him, hungry, eager, demanding more.

She knew just what to do with his cock, as he knew her pussy. They had spent many nights practicing, playing, getting it just right. Now, her tongue slicked across the understide of his cock and he let out a moan far too loud for the small laundry room.

He wanted her. He would have her soon enough. He pulled her hair hard this time. Hard enough to pull her up on her feet. Then he pressed her against the dryer.

A sickly sweet thought came to him as he reached over her and turned the thing on. It whirred to life, rumbling, rolling, creating wonderful background noise. He bent her over the thing, her clit right up against the machine.

Then, he took her from behind. His cock, warm wet and slick from her mouth, and her own pussy eager from just cumming all over him, found themselves easily enough. He slide within her, gasping as she sheathed his thick shaft.

He could feel the buzz of the dryer through her sex, those pussy walls gripping him, softly shaking, vibrating through him.

God, that felt so good.

His hands ran down to the curve of her ass, as he began to fuck his sister.
 
poohlive said:
He was hard and malicious, unforgiving in his thrusts into her womb.

I Squeeze my eyes closed tighter, tears streaming down my face, sobs breaking from the back of my throat, All I could do was prey this would be over and soon, how would I ever get through this, how could I ever look at my best friend again?

poohlive said:
Teeth bit into her neck, wanting to see blood, wanting to lick it from her tender seeping body. Claws raked across her skin, causing pain, deep muscles searing from the air that came to touch her.[/QOUTE]

I feel his teeth and nails rip into my tender flesh, and the warm blood run down my back and shoulder. I grit my teeth trying not to let any sounds come out trying not to let anyone hear waht was going on, he would pay for this when he least expected it, I would get him back the sick fuck.

poohlive said:
He dominated her, in the worst sense of the word. Strange sounds erupted from his cracked throat, some of them were recognizable as words, cunt, whore, slut

The words coming from his mouth only fueled my hate for him, sick of being the victim in all of this I let my ager seeth, I allowed it to surface, like and armour against what he was doing, he couldn't do this and get away with it, I couldn't have been the first person who he had done this to.

pohhlive said:
He could feel all of that wamrth and strange seduction within her, and he sucked at it, the way a vampire strove for blood.

I could feel him licking and sucking my wounds feeding from me like a vampire, drawing out my very emotion, the cold dark blackness that was forming deep within me. My soul drained and devoid of emotion the only thing left was a consuming hate, a hate of Ginny and her jealousy, David and his weakness to face what we had done and for bringing Scott into my life, but most of all for Scott who thought that this was what any woman wanted.

poohlive said:
"That is who you are," He said, at least, knowing she was his, "I made you, I own you."

That was what broke the camals back i could no longer remain quite, "You don't own me you sick fuck, you well never own me, I swear to god you well fucking pay for this, even if it means I have to kill you." I twisted my face around not caring that it hurt to do so and spit in his face.
 
He feels that warm hot saliva, like acid running down his cheek. He doesn't wipe it away though, he simply grins some sinister silly grin, his cock ramming deep inside of her. It is hard, regretful, penetrating far deeper than anything else.

And then he reached up, grabbing the back of her hair, yanking her head back and slamming it forward against the wall.

"I know you like it," He said, very calm as he pulled her back and did it again. He timed his thrusts with her body being thrown into the poor wall. She had nothing between her but his hard cock and the unforgiving wall. At times, his cock seemed stronger than the wall, able to do more damage to her.

He watched blood stream down from her cheek. He licked at it with a forked tongue.

"I know you are a fucking cunt, who needs to be abused and humiliated. That's just what ever girl needs. It's what Ginny needed. That's how we met, I forced her down onto the ground, and fucked her tight little cunt just like you."

He mused, licking upon her tender neck, "To be honest, she's a lot better than you."
 
I can feel him penetrate me deeply and I am seething in rage but there is nothing I can other then curse at him or cry and neither seem to be working although I did piss him off as he started beating my head off the wall.

"I know you like it," I am not quite sure if he is talking to himself or to me, but he is wrong none the less, but I can not say so as there is blood running down my lips and onto my chin, I spit some of it out just as my body slams once again int the wall.
His toung lapping up the blood that is falling from my many cuts and scraps.

"I know you are a fucking cunt, who needs to be abused and humiliated. That's just what ever girl needs. It's what Ginny needed. That's how we met, I forced her down onto the ground, and fucked her tight little cunt just like you."

Everything seems to go still at this statement, how could she not have told me, warned me, she let him into her home, allowed him in a room with me knowing that he was capable of this, having servived it herself, god did David know, no he couldn't have, but why, why had she not told us, was she that afraid or was it more, did she actually enjoy this, did she actually want Scott.

So many questions flew through my mind, but were quickly beaten out with the force of my body hitting the wall as Scott pounded in and out of me, i was sore and tired and bleeding every where, all i could think of was how I was going to get out of here, how would I get past everone without them seeing.

Then it dawned on me, why should i care if they saw, it would only make them believe the truth when I told, but would i tell or should I take matters in my own hands, i just couldn't think, how could I. What I did know for sure was I had to find Ginny had to find out the truth.
 
Scott did not give her another second. He could feel his own orgasm building, the tension betweem then mounting a thousand fold. He controlled his thrusts, hips running in small circles as he pounded into her flesh, fucking her good and hard.

And then he cried out, against her flesh, teeth biting into her neck as he came. Thick jets of cum flying deep within her womb. His cock quivered inside of her, shook each time he released his seed. He kept it inside of her, nice and warm, throbbing with that perfect afterglow.

"Not like my father at all," He spoke, moving away from her. He felt her begin to fall though. She could not stand by herself. He picked her up, scooping her in his arms, and carrying her to the bed.

Laying her down, he was right next to her, his hand brushing away the hairs from her face, taking a towel from nearby and wiping away the blood and tears. He was nice again, normal. That twist in his mind, body and soul, looked as if it were gone, as if it had never been there.

He kissed a bruise, "Are you ok?"
 
I could feel him cum as he pumped deep inside of me, the wall holding my in place for his final thrust, he stood there deep within me for minutes that seemed like hours to my aching body.

When he finally stepped back i almost calapsed to the floor, my body was so weak from the trama, all of teh fight knocked out of me at his brutal hands.

As the blackness took over I felt myself being lifted into his arms.

Moments later I blinked up, my eyes slowly opening.

Poohlive said:
He kissed a bruise, "Are you ok?"

He seemed like a different person all of a sudden, every once of my brain screamed for me to get up and run, but my body, it was weak, i tried to roll away but my limbs refused to move and answer my brains call, i tried to scream but all that came out was broken sobs.

I could feel the tears run down my face an Scott he was kissing them away as if we were lovers as if he had not just brutley raped me.

"Please" I whisper barely load enough to hear.

"Please go"

Once again a break into tears, my whole body shaking witht he violence in the sobs as the tare forth from my body, every movement causing my yet further pain.
 
Ginny was amazed that her brother came up with the idea to turn on the dryer to muffle their sounds. She was very pleased and turned around to smile at him. She leaned up against it allowing her pussy to feel the vibrations through the machine. With her legs spread she felt her brother enter inside of her and then begin to fuck her hard.

She rested her head down on top of the machine and cried out with each of his penetrating thrusts loving the way he was taking her. He knew exactly how to arch his cock inside of her to bring her the most maximum pleasure.

She knew her brother could cum farily quickly because of how excited he had been all day. She just remained there bent over the dryer allowing her brother to fuck her not realizing that Scott had just raped her best friend...
 
David tried to get as high up on her as he could. He stood on the tips of his feet, his ass high in the air. He pushed down on her, so his weight was on the dryer as well. When he fucked her he barely had to move his ass, pushing back and forth to sink delightfully into her.

"Oh God!" He cried out, his cock in heaven, loving the flesh surrounding him, how tight it was, the gentle vibrations running through her. In this position he could feel everything, it ran through him.

His grunts were louder, louder than the machine. He was working on her, hard and fast. Their rutting like nothing more than the dryer drying clothes. He didn't even know if there was anything inside of the dryer.

It didn't matter.

"I'm gonna cum," He couldn't stop to pull out. Instead, he just hit home deep within her folds, fucking her pussy, and then squirting what was left of him deep inside. He did not cum as much as the first time, but it was twice as hot, and he had wonderful tingles running through him as he finally got off of her.

"Oh god, that was so hot," They'd never done anything like this before. This was unbelieveable. He pulled her up so he could kiss her full on the lips. His tongue tasting her once more, just to kiss her, to share without words what he really felt.
 
Scott continued to pet her, like a weak kitten. She was crying. Crying because it had been so beautiful. He ran his hand down from the soft nape of her neck, to the gentle curve of her ass.

"It was so intense. I know, I know. We did so well. I might have hurt you just a bit, I get very excited. You do too. Oh goodness, you are a wonderful lover. Beautiful, I know we're going to share this again."

And they were. He would have both of them before the day was out. Under his thumb, his control.

"If you don't I will simply tell people the truth. How we did this. I am sure David wouldn't want to hear, and your parents? Oh no, that would be horrible. They'd think you were a slut. Two guys in one day. I guess you could lie to them all... say it was rape?"

He thought about it, as his fingers quivered over her used cunt lips, "But then again, I have about 20 witnesses outside that will testify they never heard a sound. Surely if a girl was being raped, if someone were forcing her to do something she didn't wish, then she could have yelled downstairs where there are a good dozen people willing to help her."

And then of course there was the question of what she did with David. Being tied up, liking it rough and forced. She didn't have a leg to stand on.

"I tell you what though. If you promise to just keep this between us, you and me... then I will only take you one more time. Once more, and it will be nicer than the last time. Then, you'll never see me again. I'll disappear, and you and David can be happy together, forever. How about that?"
 
Trying to role away Amber could not believe what she was hearing, did he not know her at all, besides threating to tell her family, what family, he could not know David very well if he thought that she had one..

"get away from me your sick and twisted if you think I well allow you to touch me, I don't want you and there is know one for you to tell, Ginny would never believe you and after how David behaved today I could not care less whether he did or not."

I struggle to pull away, but still I was weak, I wondered where Ginny and David had gone to and if they would come back and find me like this, battered beaten and in his arms, I cringe at the thought of them seeing me.

With all of the strength I can muster I get up and wabble to the bathroom, quickly shutting and locking the door, i lean against it trying to under stand what had just happened, how someone could be so brutal one moment and sweet the next it was almost as if Scott where two different people.

Bending over I turn the tap on and climb beneath the water, the pain is aweful, as it hits my many cuts and gashes. I cringe but force myself to stay under the cleansing water. Tilting my head back I stand there letting the water flow over me.
 
Ginny couldn't believe what they had done. Sure they had been together many times in the past but this time it was so raw and there was the threat of being caught. It was so taboo. She looked her younger brother in the eyes and blushed. She suddenly felt naughty. She then bent down to dress and then tidied herself before going to look for Amber and Scott.

"I wonder where they are?" David was following her as she made her way up to her room. The door was slighty ajar and when she peered inside she saw Scott's back to her. She could hear the faint sound of a shower running. She realized that somebody was using her bathroom. Was it Amber?"

"Scott?" She called out and then went inside. He turned around rather quickly. Almost too quickly. It caused her to jump slightly. His hair was disheveled and his eyes wide as if he'd been caught with his hands in the cookie jar.

"What are you doing in my room?" She looked around cautiously. Something wasn't right. There was a tension in the air that she couldn't place her finger on. "Where is Amber?" She looked towards the bathroom and then took a few steps towards it. She saw Scott approaching her suddenly and she turned around to look at him. "What??"..
 
"I couldn't help it... Amber. She looked so sweet. So tempting. You saw what she was doing. I couldn't help myself. I just wanted to touch."

He was right beside her as they went to the bathroom door. It was locked, he even showed it to her, so she could try. He stood there with a blank look on his face, unsure what next to do.

"I might have been a little rough, but not that bad. She didn't even scream out, you screamed out. Remember? You screamed and you cried, but she did nothing. She was quiet, and she took it. She took it very well."

His mind wandered at that, remembering, his cock growing hard as he did. Twice in the course of an hour, and just a single thought got him hard like this again. Oh, he was not done today. Not done by a longshot.

"You have to talk to her, Ginny. Talk to Amber. Tell her the rules of the game. Tell her what she has to do. Amber knows what we did, she'll understand coming from you."

Scott knocked on the door, softly, his voice silken as honey, "Amber, Amber sweetheart. Ginny is out here. I brought Ginny up to help you. She wants to talk. You both need to talk. All right? Open the door so she can come in, talk to you. Have some girl talk, bond, like sisters."
 
When Ginny heard what was coming out of Scott's mouth a look of horror spread across her face. Did he do what she thought he did? "What?" she said again in a tone of anxiety with barely controlled anger. Quickly turning around she noticed that David had went downstairs because one of their aunts wanted to talk to him. She was now alone with him again. Her rapist.

She looked back at Scott again. How could he do this? It was bad enough he had to hurt her but he didn't have to go and hurt her best friend! Amber didn't do anything to deserve this. She felt her heart practically leap out of her chest the more Scott spoke. He wasn't making any sense. It was as if he were a maniacal schizophrenic who couldn't get a grip on his overwhelming emotions.

A sick feeling formed in the pit of her stomach and her mouth went dry. She looked from him to the bathroom door over and over again. "Amber, it's me, are you in there?" She called out to her friend. Nothing. She couldn't hear a word. Was this some sick joke? Was Scott making her think Amber was in there just so he could isolate her again and lock her in the bathroom only to rape her again?

"What the fuck have you done with her Scott? Just what in that sick mind of yours have you done?" She suddenly blurted out. He was beginning to talk about rules and what Amber was supposed to do. She was supposed to tell Amber what to do, how to behave for him.

She moved quickly towards him and pulled on his shirt looking him straight in the eyes. "Did you rape her Scott? Hmm, did you?!" She began to shake as the anger was fueling through her veins. "What the hell is the matter with you?"

Just then the door opened slowly and the battered body of Amber appeared..Ginny turned around and looked at her...
 
I heard them both of them and all I wanted to do was fall to the floor in the shower and cry, but how could I? I would have to face them, they did not seem to be going away and i couldn't bare having them near, knowing what he had done to both of us, knowing what kind of person had been brought into my life without warning.

I stepped out of the shower and was wrapping a towel around myself when I heard him say. "I might have been a little rough, but not that bad. She didn't even scream out, you screamed out. Remember? You screamed and you cried, but she did nothing. She was quiet, and she took it. She took it very well."

I almost threw up, I clutched my stomach trying to block them out, trying not to feel anything.
"Amber, it's me, are you in there?"
It was Ginny, god she wished things would be like they were just days ago, maybe a few weeks ago, how could I face Ginny, How can i face anyone.

They kept talking I could tell Ginny was getting upset that it was sinking in and that she was understanding what had gone on.

Walking over to the door i slowly open it, Ginny is standing right there, anger flashing in her eyes.

Still weak from the abuse i barely stutter her name "Ginny?"

My eyes fall to the floor i couldn't look at either of them I couldn't bare seeing him again, i put my back to the door frame and instantly cry out as the contact sends waves of pain down the many cuts and scratchs on my back. I slide to the floor, placing my head in my hands and I cry, I just break down in tears.
 
Ginny was completely horrified when she saw the state Amber was in. "Oh my god" she slowly brought her hands to her face and stared at the abused body of her best friend as she slid to the floor and began to cry. She immediately knew what happened. Flashbacks of her ordeal that night in the woods raced through her mind and she panicked.

"Amber come here sweetie" She got down on the ground and wrapped her arms around her protectively. She felt cold which was strange since she was under the warm water of the shower just moments ago. She could feel Amber's body shaking uncontrollably and as her eyes looked at her body she saw all the cuts and bruises. "Oh Amber I am so sorry. So sorry" she whispered and placed her mouth on top of her head and kissed her while holding her face close to her breasts. "I didn't think he would hurt you. Please forgive me"

She then looked up and shot daggers at Scott. "This is all your fault! Why did you have to go and hurt her for? She didn't do a damn thing to you. You ruined her!" She screamed. Her own pain came forth as tears suddenly spilled from her eyes. "Let me take care of you Amber. I will give you some pain medicine and tend to your wounds" She knew that no matter how much caring she did for her physical wounds, the emotional ones would never heal. "Amber, just lay still okay?" She reached up and got out some antiseptic and a bag of cottonballs to clean her up, then glared at Scott again. "You are a demon. A filthy excuse for a human being!"...
 
"She wanted it," He grabbed Ginny's arm, stopping her from helping her friend, pulling her towards him, and his growing excitement. He had never been this close before, this close to two of his victims, this close to getting caught, this close to having it all, and ruining it forever.

She could feel his excitement pressing up against her thigh.

"She wanted it, just like you did. She is a woman, of course she wants it. What do you expect? I wouldn't do that to anyone else, certainly not like my father. Do you think I'm sick, do you think I'm some fucking homo like that?"

He let her go, staring down at Amber as she sobbed softly to herself.

"She asked for it. She was a fucking whore... just like you."
 
Ginny cried out when Scott suddenly grabbed her by the arm and whipped her up to face him. She was flush against his body and she could feel his growing erection against her. Fear coursed through her veins. "I don't think she wanted it Scott. You forced her. You took something from her. Look at her now. Look!" She shouted pointing at the broken body of Amber on the floor.

"Maybe deep down you do like men because of what your father did to you but you are afraid to admit it so you go around hurting women instead. When you rape people it's an act of hate Scott. You are deliberately going out of your way to cause harm to another human being. You harbor hate and anger towards women. Why Scott? Why do you hate women so much?" Ginny was guessing that it had something to do with his mother. She would continue to pry to find out. "Surely you don't hate Amber and I though do you? Remember when I gave you a ride that night? I was so nice to you. You seemed to appreciate it. Amber was nice to you as well. How could you hate us Scott?"

His eyes seemed to be growing wild as she brought all of this on him so suddenly. It was as if he didn't know how to react to it all. He then threw her back down again and called her a whore. She narrowed her eyes. "No, thats something you made up in your own head. I am no whore Scott. Maybe that was your mother" She bit her lip and momentarily closed her eyes wondering just what he would do. Then she continued to clean up Amber's wounds...
 
Everything just happened so quickly, I was on the floor crying, my head in my hands one moment, and then Ginny was there try to calm me, screaming at Scott for what he had done.

Then she was gone, scared to turn my head i heard his words, those hateful words, and then Ginny was defending her as well as herself from his hate full lies.

And still I sat on the floor crying, not have the strength the will to move or even utter a word in my own defence.

And then Ginny was there again, cool cloth, anticiptic and soothing words.

My cuts were coming clean but my body, my spirit, my very soul never would be again.

Where was my anger, my hate, anything but this void of emotion, this black hole i had fallen into.

Slowly the tears stopped fall, and I rubbed my stinging eyes. Just needing to get out of there. Needing to get away from them all.

I was about to stand when it occured to me I was sitting there naked in front of Ginny and Scott, I had not a stitch of clothing on.

"Ah Ginny could you get me something to cover myself with?"

I still had my eyes down cast but I had found at least a little piece of my voice.
 
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