WITH LOVE

“Mom, you cant be serious. He’s 32. What the fuck are you thinking?!?! I’m not going through with this,” I yell as she pulls me to the courthouse.

“Of course you are going through with this. He is paying thousands of dollars for you to be his bride. I know you want to ruin my marriage with your stepfather. You just couldn’t keep your legs shut now could you,” my mom yells back.

“No that’s not true. I’m your daughter. I’m still a fucking virgin for fucks sakes. You caught him attacking me. Why won’t you believe me?”

Mom stops on the side walk and looks at me. Tightening her hand around my wrist, she sneers, “Trisha, I swear if you do not go into this willingly I will do worse than whatever James has planed for you. You are going to clean his house, bear his babies, or whatever else he wants from you. Cause if you think your coming home, alive, to wreck my marriage you are seriously delusional. Now what are you going to do?”

As she speaks her hand tightens more and more till I’m whimpering in pain.

“I guess anything is better than with you bitch. ” With that she walks forward dragging me with her.

5 hours later

I stand in a hotel room with my new husband James. Although he’s 32 he is extremely handsome.

“Darling come here,” he says to me, swirling his drink, and I find myself following his directions. “Now that you are mine I can do as I see fit. Go to the bedroom and wait for me. I will be in in just a moment.”

I do as he says and go to the bedroom. The room is a pastel yellow color with a TV mounted to the wall. I walk over to the bed and sit down, noticing how soft it is. All I feel like doing is crying. But I won’t.

“Be strong,” I whisper to myself.

“I want you to undress yourself and get on the bed arms and legs out to your sides. Now,” James whispers, looking me up and down.

“But, James, I thought we’d start off slow. Get to know each other other,” I reply shakily.

“Now, Trisha. I want you on that bed. Your mom told me you are a virgin. I want you now!”

He strides towards me and rips my dress. Pushing it off of me. He pushes me on the bed with a look of desire. He leaves me there and undresses himself while walking to the closet. I look around trying to figure a way to escape.

“There is no escape, sweetling. You are mine to do with as I will. And I will have you,” he says walking towards me with handcuffs in his hands. I try to squirm away but he grabs my ankles, pulls them and quickly cuffs them to the bed. After he quickly does the same to my arms, he crawls on top of me.

“I wasn’t planning on fucking you at all. To be honest I was gonna let my friends have a go at you before myself. But you being a virgin is just to much temptation. I cant help myself. I want to claim this pussy for the first time. But make no mistake. I will not be your last,” he whispers in my ear. And with that he slams his cock in my pussy making me scream in pain.

I start crying as he says,” Oh my God. Your pussy is so tight. After this though you will be all of my friends cum dumpster. So get used to a cock being in you. They are each paying a substantial fee to fuck you.”

After a few more thrusts he cums into the condom I didn’t realize he put on. He then stands up and opens the bedroom door.

“She’s all yours men,” James says letting his friends in the room.

And all I can do is cry.

Later in the night when all the men are done with me, James comes in and uncuffs me and tells me to get dressed. I do as he says not wanting to incur his wrath. He pulls me to the living room and sits me on the couch. Then I realize we are not alone and notice a girl around my age. James leaves going to the elevator.

“I’ll be back in a couple hours. Keep my new wife company would you,” James says.

“How do you do? I’m Meghan. I’m his daughter,” she says after a few minutes.

“I’m Trisha and your dad is a monster,” I reply.

“I know but I’m going to help you escape. I’ll be 18 in a year. And then I’m leaving. I promise to take you with me. Do you trust me,” she asks.

And for some strange reason I do. I trust her wholeheartedly. “Yes,” I whisper.