Authors: Betsy Poole
It wasn’t a rape, but it wasn’t sex by consent either. It was really hard to explain what it was and I was shit tired. I wanted to be anywhere but here. I wanted to have a little more power over my own body and situation. I hated the fact that everything was so screwed up.
I closed my eyes but I could hear Rick’s noises and I had to open them to see if he was doing Ila any harm. I wanted to kill him, but how!
She took his dick in her mouth and began to suck it. It wasn’t your ordinary sucking, mind you. Ila was literally drawing it in and at one point of time, I was scared that she would choke on it.
Rick definitely enjoyed the thrill of the moment and it looked like for an instant, he was back in Arizona and it was the ritual that Rick had always enjoyed. He gave in completely to the pleasure of being sucked and he let Ila have her way with him. Her hands were massaging the base of his dick and it was being sucked by her. She kept on taking a few occasional bites and it pained Rick, but he loved it.
Ila wanted more and more and she kept on drawing him in. I am quite sure that the bastard ejaculated a lot of times in her mouth but Ila was oblivious to it. Rick surely had an unimaginably long cock and just like I had seen in Arizona, he still knew how to make women hungry for his giant cock.
He kept on moving upon and down as if challenging Ila to keep pace and she did just that. After giving him a blowjob for nearly ten minutes and after I guess, a lot of ejaculation, she finally let go of his cock. I could see how Rick’s cock and turned crimson red and I prayed that he would die of the pain of too much sucking.
Sure, it would be a weird way to die, but the guy deserved that!
The pain for me was not even over because I knew that Rick would go the whole way and fuck her completely.
“Stop it, Rick, that girl is going to die with your dick,” I screamed. This seemed to have caught her attention and she slipped down from the bed and came to me.
For a brief moment, I could see Ila the way she really was. I thought that the effect of the drug had worn off from her, but when she smiled, I could see the doped face and I knew that she was still in a trance. I remembered the ritual of banging too many partners and I figured Ila was doing just that.
She came closer to me with her swollen breast and her puffy lips. I wanted nothing more but to hug her and tell her that she was safe with me, but she pushed her breast into my mouth and told, “Suck it now. Suck me harder, deeper. Beat that guy and show me you can be better. The winner gets the fuck prize.”
I felt bad for her. I felt bad knowing that she was doing all of this in a haze. She would have no recollection of any of it. I hated the fact that she had wanted to change and yet she had become just what she already was.
I made no movement and I didn’t suck her breast because I felt really bad for her. Ila was confused because she was not used to finding men who didn’t want to kiss or suck her. She sat in my lap and pushed her breasts even closer to my mouth and I opened them and began to kiss it.
I wanted my love for her to touch the deepest part of her and maybe it would break this trance and the reverie. But, I knew that this was real life and it wasn’t a book or a movie. I knew that shit like this didn’t happen in real and for Ila, both I and Rick were the same – objects to be fucked.
I drew her tits in and I kissed her breast and I could feel myself wanting to do so much more. I wanted to hold her and to make love to her, not fuck her, but as I kept on kissing her breasts, Rick came and took her away.
“Did you think I would let her fuck you? Oh boy! What a shame. Her titties are damn good, I tell you!” Rick said and took Ila back to their bed.
He once again spread her on the bed and then said, “Showtime” both to me and Ila and Ila clapped being the silly girl she was.
She even arched her legs wider and invited the huge cock that Rick had. Rick didn’t even lubricate her gain but simply pushed his penis. I was quite sure that she won’t be able to accommodate it. I mean even the last time I had been to Arizona and had seen women fucking Rick, I was sure that there was no way that women could accommodate his dick because it was monstrous but Ila seemed to be all set for it.
He penetrated a little and then kept on going deeper and harder and the more he pushed, the harder she screamed. I couldn’t bear the sight.
There are few things as agonizing as what I felt at that time. I wanted to kill the bloody bastard right in front of me, but I was tied and trapped. I knew Ila could die of the pain as Rick had absolutely no mercy.
He kept on pushing her harder and he was rough and after a while, he was completely inside her body and his dock was enveloped in her hole. As he rotated his dick and moved upon and down on her body, I knew he was trying to cum and when he scream Ila’s name, I was sure that he had ejaculated inside her and she too came with a thud.
They both had an orgasm right in front of my eyes and I had that feeling where you both want to kill and die.
Rick knew that he had his round of sex and he had even made me suffer tremendously. I had been through hell and I couldn’t even imagine what Rick planned to do next.
He kissed her one more time and then left her alone in the bed as he walked closer to me. I feared that he would throw his cock on my face, but I was relieved when he did nothing like that.
“I could fuck you too, you know, but I stopped doing it with guys a long time back.”
I was really grateful because I was definitely in no mood to suck his cock or do anything with him except of course kill him. I was not a killer, had never been one, but when it came to Rick, I could kill him and would never be sorry about it.
He looked at me once again and said, “I am leaving your drugged darling to you. Make sure to tell her how she enjoyed sucking my dick and relay her the story. She should know what an amazingly intellectual man her Rick was and tell her that I love her body.”
I didn’t even have the energy in me to tell him anything else. It was as if every part of my body was drained and I was close to giving everything away. If Rick had one more trick or a hideous plan, I am sure oil would not have been able it survive it. He had broken my resolve and I simply wanted the moment or me to end.
When Rick decided to do nothing else but leave from the place, I heaved a sigh of relief. He didn’t even bother to look at Ila anymore and she stayed on the bed sprawled naked and perhaps still reeling from the shock of Rick’s dick.
I knew we had to wait until she would wake up to narrate the horrors of what a monster Rick was. To be honest, I didn’t know how she would take the whole situation as and how much she was going to trust me.
If there was one thing I knew, it had to be the fact that I really loved Ila. After knowing that a lot of her craziness for sex was not a choice but something that was hardwired into her boy because of the drug and how she still wished to change things and be with me, I had fallen even more for her.
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I don’t know when and how long I slept, but I woke up to Ila’s voice in my ears.
“Are you okay Larry? Oh dear! What happened? Where is Rick? Is he safe? I can’t find him here?” she kept on crying.
I saw that Ila was still undressed and her breasts kept on jumping up and down as she tried to free me from the chair by untying the knots. I knew that she was genuinely trying, but she was weak and she was finding it hard to get rid of the knots.
“Thank god, you woke up Larry. I was so shit scared. I woke up like this. I mean, I do sleep naked a lot of times but I don’t know it is very hard to recall when I had slept and when I had stripped myself.”
I wanted to tell her everything but somehow my heart broke as I remembered all that she had gone thigh. I knew it would disturb where and I knew that she would be hurt to know about all that had happened. However, I had to wait until I was free and not tied to the chair.
I helped her in untying the knots and when I could finally break free of the chair, she asked me, “Who tied you like this and do you know where Rick is? Do you suppose Rick could be in danger too? He was being very weird last evening I remember but somehow I don’t recall things after that. I guess it was just tired and slept,” she said.
“Ila, we need to talk,” I said but I couldn’t help but stare at her beautiful rounded breasts and the perfect body with no flaws.
Ila could sense my gaze too and she quickly came closer to me and pressed her bare breasts against my body and kissed me. I let her deepen the kiss as I knew I needed it. I knew that I wanted her to keep kissing me, but Ila needed to know the secrets.
I took her juicy breast in my hands and slowly and gently kissed them a little and then took her in my lap and moved to the bed. I gave her a quilt and asked her to wrap it over her body.
I knew that once she knew the whole story, she wouldn’t like being naked. Even if I was not a dick like Rick, Ila was definitely a little confused and she too could sense that there was something that was wrong.
“A lot has happened and there is a lot that you need to know. To be really honest, I do not know how much of it is going to be a shock and what parts are you going to believe, but let me tell you from the very start.”
Ila looked scared as hell and I knew she started imagining the different things that could possibly happen.
“Is Rick dead? Did I kill Rick?” she asked and I wished that she had done it.
“I wished you had. I so wish you had killed Rick because he is a damn son of a bitch and Anthony’s murder as well. He framed you and you would be shocked to know his complete story.”
Ila looked shocked and she nodded as if asking me to let her know as to what had happened. I knew that the whole thing would only hurt Ila but I had no other option. I knew I needed to tell her and I had to let her know as to what a dickhead Rick truly was.
As I told her everything about how he played the murder, the silver salt and even the way he used her to agonize me and the way he had fucked her, Ila broke into a pool of tears.
“Don’t cry Ila, I am here for you. It wasn’t your fault. I have had the green ruins once and I know what it does to your body and mind.”
“I am tired of being the sex doll. I want nothing more than to live a normal life, my parents are tired of me. They want nothing to do with me and I don’t even think it is their fault. I fell into the trap, Larry, I feel terrible about my life.”
I knew that Ila had nothing but a long list of regrets. She was broken from inside. She had never expected Rick to frame her for a murder she didn’t do. She was broken as this was against all the policies and principles they followed when using the sacrament. She had been a fool and really believed in all of it.
“Larry, I think you should just go away. I don’t deserve anyone. I have carved this fate for myself. I have made too many mistakes to hit the undo button anymore. I am tired of who I am as a person. I have been fucked by so many guys that my life seems fucked up now. I have finally realized the drugs did no good to me. I wasted my life looking for things that won’t even stay. It hardly makes any sense to me.”
I felt sorry for Ila and I wanted to kiss her and let her know that everything would be alright. But sex was the last thing I could think of in this state. I knew if I had sex with Ila, it would send a wrong message and trigger a negative reaction in her body.
I just hugged her and in that moment of honesty, I shocked both her and myself as I told, “Ila, I know we didn’t have a lot of intimate times unless you count the sex when we were on drugs. But, I still remember the first time I had seen your beautiful face. I had felt something, deeper than what the drugs could make you feel. I love you, Ila Stills. I really love you or else I won’t be here trying every damn thing to save you.
I don’t really know why, how or what but often in life, love kicks you when you least expect it. I am also stuck in the same lane and I want to live my life with you. I know you may still be a little skeptical, unsure and you may need time to figure it out. Don’t worry babe, we have a lot of time left, but don’t beat yourself up. You were not wrong in any of it and I would still fight for you. I love you, Ila.”
She looked at me and I could see how tears welled up in her honey brown eyes. I hated that she still had tears, but I knew it was the emotions overflowing. I wanted to help her and I hugged her and she didn’t say anything. I knew that she was feeling a lot of things and I let her feel the moment.
“Larry, are you going to stay? Do you mean your words? I mean I haven’t really given you a reason to fall in love with me! I know I am not the type of girl people fall in love with. I have just about too many flaws and there is so much that is wrong with me. I don’t see a single reason as to why you would fall for me. I am scared of love, is it okay to be so scared. Would you leave me because I am so insecure?” she asked and I couldn’t help but fall for her even more.
Ila had seen and faced so much in so less time that it really hurt me to see her this way. I wanted to be there for her.
“Look at me, Ila. You don’t love someone for a reason. If you love someone for a reason, it is not love at all because the reason may not last. When the reason doesn’t last anymore, the love would go away. I don’t love you for a reason. I love you because well I love you. My heart chose you. As far as your flaws are concerned, we all have flaws, babe. The world is so fucked up and we are all screwed. So, don’t worry about that.