Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 32429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
It's too late when I realize what he's doing. The bastard is injecting me with his cum.
I can feel the syringe inside me, pushing in deep so he can deposit his disgusting love as deep as he can inside my body.
"If this doesn't knock you up, I don't know what will," he says darkly. "I'm going to make sure it hurts as much as possible, too."
With that, he starts slapping my pussy. I'm shocked to find that my body responds in its own way, bending and turning for him. Sometimes I don't know whether it is to get away from him, or whether I'm trying to get closer to his punishing touch. All I know is I can resist Xander, I can resist the cruel way he's treating me. But as much as my head wants to fight this, my body has a mind of its own.
"From now on, this is going to be a daily occurrence. Maybe I'll even do it twice per day, so I don't have to put my dick in your cunt."
At those words, my heart skips a beat.
On one hand, I'm relieved he won't be inside me anymore. But on another hand, the thought of him masturbating somewhere and then using it to fill my pussy with his seed is disgusting. I can't bear the thought of actually getting pregnant with his child. It would absolutely destroy me to know that Xavier will never have that.
His brother wants to take it away from him, and yet I still don't understand why the brothers hate each other so much. I don't know if I'll ever find out. Xavier is tight lipped about it all. All I know is that he hates his brother. And even Xander rarely talks about Xavier, unless it's to punish me, remind me of everything I'm missing out on and everything I could have had if I had only stayed with my dark protector.
Once he's done filling me with his repulsive seed, he sits back and admires my body shaking and whimpering as he watches.
"I love that I have this effect on you," he says. "I wonder how far I can push you before you break completely."
I don't want to know and I don't want him saying these things to me. But there's nothing I can do. With the ties around my wrist and the blindfold on, I'm more helpless than I ever was before. There is no running away from him.
"You will never be free again unless I decide to let you go. And that will only happen once you're pregnant and I can send you back to my idiot brother with your tail between your legs and a baby in your belly."
After that, he leaves the room and I soon realize I'm alone. I exhale a breath I've been holding and try to clean myself up, but it's next to impossible being tied up like this.
Once I'm lying in the soiled bed, I find myself feeling sorry. Sorry for everything I did to Xavier, sorry for everything. How disappointed my parents must be.
I'm sorry I ended up here because I should have been running, running towards Xavier instead of away from him.
I thought he was the worst person in my life. The one who could hurt me the most.
But I was sorely mistaken. Clearly Xander is so much worse than Xavier ever was.
The next day, Xander keeps his promise.
He comes into the bedroom first thing in the morning, once again injecting me with what I can only assume is his sperm. He pushes it even deeper inside me this time, hitting my cervix and making me cry out in pain.
Every time he leaves some on me too, sometimes on my face and my mouth, sometimes all over my body so I'm truly marked by him, which disgusts me even more than what he's doing to me. It's like he has this sick, twisted obsession with showing everybody he owns me. And even though deep down I know it's not true because he'll never own me if I don't let him, it's still horrible to be exposed to this kind of torture by a man who's supposed to be my brother in law.
I hate him. And my feelings only get worse and worse as he begins coming into my bedroom twice per day doing what he promised to do all along.
His repulsive seed finds its way inside me somehow.
Sometimes he fucks me, sometimes he injects me, but he doesn't miss a single time. Every single day, twice, he appears in my room, bearing that sick syringe filled with his babies and forcing it inside me until I can barely breathe from the humiliation of it all.
I know I'm at his mercy. I scream and beg for Xavier every time, but he doesn't come.