Distorted Hope (25 page)

Nathan didn’t move his hand away from me and I think Yuri felt emboldened. He cupped my chin and opened my mouth, then shoved three fingers inside. I shrieked and tried to get away, but he held me firm. “Suck, little mouse.”

I shook my head. I wanted to bite his fingers but was afraid of what Nathan would do, especially now that he was letting Yuri touch me.

I tried to turn away, to free myself from this man, but he wouldn’t let me go. “Suck and I will let you go.”

I pleaded with my eyes for freedom and he just gave me a wicked grin. I closed my eyes and began sucking on his fingers. They tasted like alcohol and chocolate.

“Ah, yes,” he groaned. “I would love to have that mouth between my legs.”

“Enough, Yuri,” Nathan said after a minute. “Release her.”

Yuri narrowed his eyes at Nathan and removed his fingers from my mouth, but not before shoving them in as far as they would go. I coughed and leaned forward on my hands when his hand was gone.

“Kyra.” Nathan put his hand on my shoulder and turned me around. His eyes were bloodshot and he appeared to be having difficulty focusing. He rubbed his crotch. “Suck me, Kitten.”

I stared at him in disbelief. He’d never had me do anything in public. At least, not officially. We’d been caught having sex in his office and in the living room, but those who saw us knew to just back out of the room and pretend they didn’t see anything.

Nathan frowned. “Every man in this room has had their dick sucked except me. Unless you want me to use one of the other girls.”

I gasped at his words, my heart breaking at the same time. Obediently, I moved between his legs and began unfastening his pants. I liked sucking him off. I loved the feel of the most sensitive part of his body in my mouth. But this was humiliating. He was treating me like the other girls.
Was this what I was to him? Did he really think of me as a slave?

When his cock was free, I began to stroke him as I knew he liked. Maybe he’d pass out? I looked up, but he was looking at me with hard, slightly unfocused eyes. I looked back down and took him into my mouth, licking and sucking as he liked it done. I could get quite a bit of him into my mouth and Nathan pulled my hair back so the others could see and make appreciative comments.

Yuri leaned forward, appearing to watch closely, but I felt a hand on my hip and then whimpered as it went under my skirt. Surely Nathan would see this and stop it. But when I looked up, Nathan’s eyes were closed, as they usually were when I gave him a blowjob. His hands caressed the back of my head and he moaned.

I knew he was enjoying it, and I was glad, but the hand sliding up my inner thigh was troubling. When it touched my pussy, I jumped, but Nathan didn’t seem to notice. When his finger made its way inside me, I whimpered and squirmed, but Nathan only moaned and caressed my head deeper.

“Oh, that is a sweet pussy,” Yuri said in my ear. “No wonder he calls you Kitten.”

I squirmed more, trying to move my hips away from him, but he held me still with his other hand and began finger fucking me.

I heard Pavel chuckle and figured he was watching my struggle against his father.

Yuri’s fingers moved up to my clit and began circling it gently. I began sweating as I tried not to make any noise as my body reacted against my will. My orgasms were for Nathan only.

But I couldn’t keep quiet and began moaning as the movements came faster and faster. I closed my eyes and struggled for breath with Nathan’s cock in my mouth. The orgasm kept building and building until I lifted off Nathan and cried out my climax. Yuri didn’t remove his finger when I recovered and looked up at Nathan, frightened. He was watching me with interest and then pushed my head back down on his cock. I sucked furiously, hoping he’d come soon. Then maybe he’d let me go to bed.

Finally, Nathan groaned and came in my mouth. I usually liked swallowing. I liked it because I loved him. But as I swallowed, I felt used. Very used. Especially with Yuri’s finger still inside me.

Nathan and I stared at each other as his erection softened and fell out of my mouth. I was so unbelievably hurt at that moment, I wanted to cry. I felt betrayed. But his next words made it worse. “I think it’s only fair to return the favor, Kitten.”

At first, I thought he was going to make me suck Yuri off, but when he pushed me backward, I realized that’s not what he meant. He laid me on my back on the table and knelt between my legs.

“Nathan, please don’t,” I whimpered. “Please, don’t do this!”

“Don’t give you pleasure, Kitten?” He gave me a sloppy grin. “That would be ungentlemanly of me.”

I put my hands over my face as he lifted my skirt, exposing my pussy for all the room to see. Granted, there weren’t that many people left in the room, but it was still humiliating.

He had promised! He had promised he wouldn’t share me with anyone.

I figured the faster he made me come, the faster it would be over. And I really did enjoy his mouth on me. So much. So I resolved to ignore the vulgar comments from the other men and concentrated on Nathan’s tongue.

My clit was sensitive from my previous orgasm and it wasn’t long before I was moaning and thrashing my head back and forth. To the sounds of several men cheering Nathan on, I arched my back again and screamed out my orgasm. I clawed at the table and tried to scoot away when he didn’t stop, but he held my hips in place and kept sucking on my clit.

“Nooo!” I cried as another wave of pleasure swept over me.

“God, you’re so delectable, Kyra,” he murmured against my sensitive flesh.

Yuri said something in Russian and Nathan answered him in Russian.
I didn’t know Nathan spoke Russian!

I shrieked and tried to scoot away when I saw Yuri taking Nathan’s place. His mouth came down on me hungrily and began eating me with gusto. He had to hold my legs down to keep me from kicking him. No, he wasn’t hurting me, but I didn’t want another man’s mouth on me. I screamed and struggled to get away.

“Ungrateful bitch,” Pavel said, soft enough Nathan couldn’t hear. Then his hips were at my eye level and I saw his cock. He was stroking it and then thrust it into my mouth. He was nowhere near as big as Nathan, but I didn’t want him there. I tried to get away, praying Nathan would see what was going on and rescue me, but nothing happened. Except Pavel held my hands away from him and shoved himself into my mouth over and over again.

Another orgasm rushed through my body and I screamed and rolled my eyes back into my head. As I was coming down, Pavel came in my mouth and I nearly choked. He held my head in place, not letting me move.

“Swallow, little cum sucker,” he said with an evil grin. “Swallow and I will let you up.”

Tears filled my eyes as I swallowed, and he released me.

As soon as I was released, I turned to my side and started sobbing. I pulled my dress down and looked to see Nathan talking with Yuri and ignoring me. I knew he’d be angry with me, but I was too hurt to care. I scrambled to my feet and ran out of the room, up the stairs, and into my old bedroom. I heard noises coming from Jason’s room, which just made me cry harder.

I knew the door didn’t lock and stood just inside the doorway trying to decide what to do. Hearing voices in the courtyard, I looked down to see Pavel standing there with another man, both looking around. He turned in my direction and I jumped and ran further into the room. I ran into the closet and huddled in the corner.

Tears streamed down my face, dropping into a puddle on the wooden floor beneath my face. My heart was broken. It ached so badly.

Then I heard the door open. “Little mouse? I know you are in here.”

It was Pavel.
How did he get upstairs?
Oh, God. Please don’t let him find me!

I heard slow footsteps and a low chuckle. “If you come out, I won’t hurt you. If I have to find you, you will regret it.”

I trembled and covered my mouth to keep from making noise. Was he bluffing? Did he really know I was in here? He was in the bathroom now.

“Little mouse,” he called in a sing-song voice. “Come out so we can play. I want a taste of your luscious pussy.”

I heard his footsteps coming closer and then I saw him outlined in the doorway of the closet. Maybe he wouldn’t see me in the dark.

“There you are, little mouse.” He lunged forward and grabbed me. I screamed and he shoved something in my mouth to muffle the scream.

I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. Nathan promised! He promised!

Pavel carried me back into the bedroom and tossed me on the bed. I tried to flip over to the other side of the bed, but he grabbed my ankle and pulled me back to him. I screamed again, but whatever was in my mouth kept it from being more than a groan. I tried to pull it out, but he grabbed my hands and tied them together behind my back with something soft.

I struggled to get away, but he was too strong. I kicked at him and he held my ankles, turning my kicks into bounces and making me a little nauseous. Well, if I threw up, he might not want me anymore. The thought was appealing, but then I would probably just throw up into my gag and likely choke myself.

So I cried instead.

Pavel got leverage on my legs and buried his face in my pussy. I don’t know why he was so determined to eat me, but he was. It didn’t feel bad until he bit me and I squealed. He must have liked the sound, because he did it again and again. I sobbed and prayed Nathan would find me. Or that
someone
would find me. I didn’t even care if Nathan was angry at me, I just wanted to be found.

But no one came, and Pavel continued to bite and lick me. I stopped fighting and just cried.

“Come for me, little mouse, and I will stop.”

I honestly didn’t know if I could come. I couldn’t stop crying and he kept biting me. Oh, this was a nightmare. Would I ever wake up?

Finally, he growled and his face appeared above me. “If you will not come, then I will just fuck you.”

That woke me up and I shook my head hard. I tried to beg, but he couldn’t understand me. He just laughed and fussed with his pants. I twisted and turned, trying to get away, but with my hands tied behind me, I didn’t get very far and a moment later, my legs were spread and he pushed into me. Fortunately, I was wet with his saliva, so it didn’t hurt. Nathan was so big; any other man would be unable to hurt me.

But it didn’t stop my heart from hurting. I sobbed as he fucked me hard.

“God, your cunt is loose,” he said as he slammed himself into me, hard. I grunted. I was afraid he would hit my cervix, which was extremely tender now that I was pregnant. Nathan tried his best not to, but it was difficult when he got really excited. I tried not to let him know when it hurt; I didn’t want him to feel bad.

“How many men have you really fucked, you slut?” His face was contorted and ugly with lust and anger. “Jason couldn’t have really been your first. Not at your age.”

He pushed my knees up into my chest and started pounding me. This time, he did hit my cervix and I screamed with every thrust. I was sobbing so hard, I couldn’t see straight and barely acknowledged when he was done. He dressed as he stood over me with a disgusted look on his face.

I felt him wrap something around my ankles as he said something in Russian that sounded like a curse or an insult and then left the room.

The hacienda was quiet—disturbingly peaceful after what I’d just gone through. I closed my eyes and prayed for sleep, or death, to come quickly.

When I next opened my eyes, the sun was up. The hacienda was still quiet and I was still tied up on my bed. My hands were numb.

My mouth felt like it was filled with sand and as hard as I tried, I couldn’t spit the gag out. I think it was stuck to my tongue.

I started crying again, rolling to my side and curling up in a ball. My stomach hurt, my pussy hurt. But most of all, my heart hurt. Nathan broke his promise to me. He shared me with other men. He let someone hurt me.

This hurt worse than having to give up Jason. Maybe because I had to give up Jason, it hurt worse. If he’d just left me alone… Oh, so many things. I wanted to die.

I stared out the window, looking at the mountains for an eternity before I heard people moving around outside.

Would they notice I was missing? Would they look for me?

Tears streamed down my face until the blanket was wet beneath me.

My arms were hurting so bad and I couldn’t feel my hands. I moved them as best I could. I moved my legs, but they were bound tight at my ankles. I felt so hopeless.

Please, someone find me!

Suddenly, the door opened behind me and I heard someone curse. I was hurting too much to figure out whose voice it was.

“Kyra! Oh, God! What happened?” I think it was Mark. My hands were freed and I groaned as I tried to move them. He unbound my ankles and turned me over onto my back. He was blurry through my tears.

I couldn’t move my arms so he worked the gag out of my mouth and then began to rub my arms. I flinched at every touch.

“I know it hurts, Kyra, but you need to get the blood flowing again.”

I started crying and he kept massaging my arms until I could move them again. Then I turned onto my side, away from him, and curled up into as tiny a ball as I could, hugging my pillow to my chest.