Thread: Finding Solace (duke & AndNich)

He paused. Finally, she thought. Hes coming to his senses. I may be an escort, but this is still rape! You wait until Im out of this hotel room! Im going to sue them. Im going to sue him! None of them will get away with this! Then suddenly, without warning, he grabbed her hair,slamming her back into the counter. She cried out in pain, tasting her own blood in her mouth. Words spilled from his mouth like venom. His rage, his anger, over how she had treated burning like a raging fire fueling his actions. Keep your mouth shut! Dont say anything else to anger him more! Hes crazy! This man has lost his mind! She cringed as his spit touched her face. It had more of an effect on her than him pulling her hair once more. Her head ached from the abuse he had been inflicting on her, and the copper taste of blood was still lingering in her mouth. Her eyes scanned the counter finding where it had smeared along it. My lip. Hes busted my lip open. She opens her mouth nearly howling as he pushes himself inside her. All the rumors, the teases, the taunting about Freankensteins cock were true, and she was finding that out right now as he took her without mercy. Her pussy was dry as she was not aroused and there had been no foreplay. She felt as though his cock was going to tear her skin open. Tessa closed her eyes tightly as her head was pulled back her hair, arching her back almost unnaturally so. She tried to block out this pain, this burning, ripping, stabbing pain he was inflicting upon her. Every dry, rubbing movement of his cock only seemed to grow in intensity as he pounded her. Her legs grew weak, and she feared them buckling, but Alexander had her pinned so tight against the counter, she knew her body wouldnt fall. The counter pressed into belly, a hard unforgiving surface. At times, her feet were lifted from the floor as he drove her hard into the counter, her body gliding upwards with each thrust from his powerful hips. She heard the bottle among the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh laced with intermitent cries. No, she protested before the whiskey hit her lips. She spit sending a spray of the alchol flying before her face. Her eyes began to sting as her make-up mixed with the substance. She blinked hard as everything seemed a bit fuzzy to her for a moment or two. The liquid now covered her face, and the smell was heavy in her nose. Fuck! You dumb mother fucker! You just wait! Ill bust that fucking bottle over your head! Yeah you make a lot of money. Big fucking deal. Still cant make you somebody women wanna be with. Youll always be Jester the loser. You might have your dick in my pussy right now, but you had to fucking pay me and then rape to get it. Im still too good for you. The whiskey hit her back, and she whimpered. You fucking retard! Youre wasting booze on torturing me? Dumbass! She let loose and ear piercing yell as the glass bottle pushed her tight ass. The contents began to spill inside her, and Tessa knew what was going to happen. Alex! That could.kill me! You hate me, but you dont.wanna be.a killer. Do.you? Her head went limp, only held up by his grip of her hair. Her once bright blue eyes became glossy as the booze induced haze began to settle. Fuck. Im.getting.drunk. She slowly became a rag doll only there for his sexual pleasures. Her hair a mess now firmly in his grasp. The makeup she had spent so much time on had now ran down her face. The blood from her lip trailed down her chin. The hands that were against the counter slipped from the edge as her now held her pinned by fucking her and her hair. Please, she whispered. Enough. Alexander.stop.