A run to remember (the savage)

[Marilyn]

"You are sick!!!" I sniff. "Get off me... or I'll..... I swear I will...." My fist clench tight as I kill you in my mind. I can barely see anything true my tears and I know this is just the beginning of... whatever you are going to do to me.

[the savage]

You swear you will... something. The factthat you can't even come up with a real threat makes me smile. "Or you'll what? Don't leave me in suspense bitch." Grabbing your head and boucing it off the floor, I hear your nose crunching, the sound of a bone shattering. I pause, silent for a moment until I hear you breath again. I'll kill you, eventually, just not now.

[Marilyn]

My head spin, and I'm completely numb. You broke my nose, never in a million years did I think it would hurt this much. The taste of my own blood in my mouth makes me sick. I'm scared of you but i'm also so angry! "Fuck you!" I say as I wipe blood of my nose. You said you wanted a fight, I will give you a fight. I swing my elbow as hard as I can against you, aiming at whatever i can hit. I hit your side ribs. You loose concentration for a second and I kick as hard as I can right in your stomach. "How was that, asshole..." I yell at you as I crawl past you and grab the door handle.

[the savage]

I recovered quickly enough to grab your ankle. Not letting you go any further and with a powerful, grunti yank I jerk you back inside. I feel your heqd crack into mine, and I taste blood in my mouth. Of course I was ready for it and you obviously were not. Because I heard you let out a pained shriek while I only grunted. I have to shake my head to clear away the stars, I wrap my arms around yor throat. "I like it a lot. I thought you were a fighter."

[Marilyn]

Again the pain in my head makes my sight blury. I think I might have an concussion. And whats worse, I'm right back under your body struggeling to breathe. "Stop....it...!!" I try to yell. But I'm starting to feel dizzy from lack of air. I'm trying to hurt you by hitting your chest over and over again.

[the savage]

Your hits don't hurt. Not on their own. But each one lands in the same place, right where you kicked. Eventually, growl and let go of your neck to grab for your wrists. "You fucking bitch!"

[Marilyn]

You grab my wrists and squeeze hard. I whimper from the pain, trying to get loose from your grip. "Let go off me" I say in a low, broken sob. "It hurts!"

[the savage]

Instead of letting go, like you pleaded for, I twist. Twisting as hard as I can. Rewarded with the green stick snapping sound of the small bones there breaking and shattering. There, that should fucking hold you durin the rapes. "Yes....." a low moan of pleasure at thensound and the feel of you squirming in pain in my lap.

[Marilyn]

Oh my god you broke it!!! I'm actually pretty shocked it went that far. I grab my broken wrist and keep it close to mybody, protecting myself from any further attacks from you. "Please, no more..." I sob.

[the savage]

I can feel you crying, squirmig and sobbing. It is pathetic. A bad break and youre completely helpless. "It will heal. But only if you don't give me a reason to kill you before t does." Reachon around I grab your broken wirst in one hand and a breast in the other. Moaning as I squeeze.

[Marilyn]

I gasp as pain again runs thru my hand. "Let go, please, i'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt me." I feel your cock hardens as I suffer. I know the more I fear you the more you get turned on by it.

[the savage]

You'll do whatever I want, just so long as I let your hand go. No, you'll do whateveti eant. Perios, full stop. No need for the modifier. Laughin at your attempt to bargain I begin to squeeze and rotate my fingers. Slowly at first but quickly gaining speed. "Oh, to stop the pain you'll let me fuck you? 'Cause that's happening anyway."

[Marilyn]

"I would NEVER let you fuck me!" I say thru clenched teeth. If you are going to hurt me nomatter what, I might as well use some of my anger. I wish I would stop crying, but the torturing of my broken wrist is too much. "If I met you on the street I wouldnt look twice at you!" I bite down on your hand until you let go of my wrist, knowing I will pay for it, but it was worth it anyway

[the savage]

Teeth, slowly pressin in. I feel each one of them going into skin, I feel the trickles of blood running out of my arm. Ifeel it, I try to ignore it, but in the end I can't. I growl and jerk my hand away feom you. Not wanting it to go unpunished, my fist slams into the back of your head. "Do you think I care if you would have let me fuck you? I don't."

[Marilyn]

When you hit me I hear a loud ringing in my ear. It drives me crazy that I'm not strong enough to just beat the crap out of you. I place both my hands on my head to protect it. " please... " I say. But I don't continue. Your hans are on my neck going down my naked back all the way down to my ass. It stopes there for a sec, then you push two fingers inside my pussy, as I cry out and try to get away from you.

[the savage]

I hear you cry as my fingers enter you. Nothing more painful than a dry pussy when you are raping someone. Almost hurts and chafes like a bitch. So I work my fingers in and out of you, while my other hand clamls around your waist like an iron bar. Ypu can try to get away, but it isnt happening. Especially not when any move that is too sudden would jar a broken wrist. "Stay stoll or I give you a matched set."

[Marilyn]

I stop fighting you. The thought of another broken bone makes me sick. Your fingers are fucking my dry pussy as I pray for it to get wet fast! It hurts pretty bad, and I know it will hurt even more later. You are not gentle at all, but as if by magic It suddenly start to hurt less... I'm getting wet...

[the savage]

It is working, I don't need you to enjoy it, I just need your body to be ready for me. And it slowly gets there, feeling the slickness on my fingers. Good enough. I grab your hips and lift you into the air and settling you down on my cock. With a loud groan in your ear. My teeth sink deep into your shoulder, blood spurting into my mouth.

[Marilyn]

You press me down on your cock, but I don't scream this time... I don't want to give you the satisfaction of it. It takes everything within me not to scream, the feeling is heartbreaking. You bite down on my neck, making me bleed again, I close my eyes trying to ignore you, only it intensify my pain. Your cock, ripping me open slamming deep inside me, I feel cold, used and alone. Tears running from my eyes, you look satisfied, you think you have broken me. And as you keep raping me I surprise you and slam my fist right in to your face, using strength from frustration, anger and fear. It had to be unexpected, the fucking stops.

[the savage]

I was thrusting, jackhammering up into you. Bouncing you on my hips as my hands were on your body. It was obvious that you were done, nice and pathetic. Weak. It comes completely out of left field when your fist connects with my face. Hard enough to split the skin on my cheek bone. Of course it makes me stop. Pausing while my tongue rolls around in my mouth. Surprisingly you don't try to press your advantage. Letting me recover. Letting me hit you, elbow dropping on the base of your skull.