C10.

While he thrust into me like a monster, his fingers played on my clitoris while another held my waist, I was beginning to lose the strength to keep up with how rough he was being and as well my constant struggle.

It took him only thirty seconds to pull out and then wipe me with a code. Tears rolled out of my eyes, I turned trying to get a glimpse of his face but he held my neck and whispered into my ears.

“For years I have been trying to get you to like me, to speak to me, to make me your man!.” He paused and laughed, he thrust deeper into me. The pain made my knees weak.

My knee gave way and I fell, scraping it against the iron floor of the bus.

“Get up bitch!!.” He yelled at me.

“Why the hell are you torturing her??.” That voice? that tone of morning dew? sounded like heavenly songs.

I felt him pull out of me again, I looked between my legs and saw blood drop from me again and slowly my vision began to fade away.

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I felt my body tearing apart and my arms breaking, I cried out in