Thread: Markus (Mayshar x FK)

The entire ride home Markus never said a word or even looked back at Bryn. He could feel her sobbing and crying into his back, which only made him smile. He couldnt help but think himself, You could always let go darlin, it would be a quick drop. He knew she was too weak for that though, she would never let herself die, or she would have just stayed there at the bar. Once they arrived at the trailer, Bryn must have truly realized the life she had now gotten herself into. If there was more of a cliche, white trash trailer living situation then this, no one in the world knew where to find it. There was an old, broken down camaro in what would have to be called the driveway, it was missing the front 2 wheels and was rusted all to hell. Some old motorcycles lay strewn about the yard. There was hardly on grass, save maybe a few splotches here and there. The trailer was a pale faded green, the couple of windows it had were far too dirty so see out of or into and you could see right from the start it had several holes, serving as the air conditioning unit. Markus coughed and waited for Bryn to pry herself from his motorcycle seat, he knew taking that ride mostly naked was rough, but thats why he made her do it. And after the night she had, the vibrations had to be hell. Though Markus delighted in pain and control, he really took no pleasure in destroying something that was already damaged, so he would have to have sis take a look at his new plaything and see if she couldnt help her back to normal, physically, a bit. Mentally, Markus had other plans, he was going to break Bryn and break her good. He had decided on the way home that she was going to become his wife and stay with him and his sister Mary forever. Mary had taken some nursing classes and was almost registered before Markus broke her, plus with her history of living with Markus, she has learned ways to recover herself quickly. When Markus wanted a clean, fresh tight ass to fuck it had better be there or there was hell to pay. For now however, Markus just wanted to get some sleep. He wasnt in the mood to deal with sis right now, so he took Bryn out back and shoved her to the ground. He took his jacket off, letting the crisp morning air assault her body. I cant have you going inside like that, sis would have a bitch fit. Hold still. He reached down and turned on a facet, to witch a hose was attached. The long green hose was filthy, and rusty at the end. He aimed it at Bryn and sprayed her down like she was in county lockup. The water was extremely cold in the morning air, but at least it was water. Markus made sure to get as much of her as he could, at least getting rid of all the covering filth. He finally turned the hose off and stared at her for a moment. Your bed is gonna be out over yonder, but right now I have other ideas so follow me. He points out over towards a fenced in area, where 3 large rottweilers stood wagging their tales and watched the action. There was no doghouse really, just a small shed which appeared to have room underneath for dogs, or a person to fit and sleep. Even the dogs feared Markus' wrath it seemed, for they wouldnt let out even a single bark. He turned to the house and went in the back door, expecting Bryn to follow him.