‘What’s wrong babe?’ Dan asked.
‘Nothing, I just. I don’t know I just don’t like him.’ Emma said, her hands rising to her throat as she spoke.
‘He can’t do anything, if he could he’d have escaped by now.’ Dan walked to the corner of the room and picked up a deck chair, he unfolded it and dropped it to the left of Jaz’s head.
Jaz’s eyes opened suddenly, it took a brief moment for him to realise where he was, the realisation was followed by an explosion of pain. He mumbled something intelligible through the ball gag and shook his head from side to side, bolts of pain shooting down his spine with the effort.
‘Come take a seat babe. He can’t do anything, look.’ Dan said slapping Jaz across the cheek.
Emma came closer, slowly, each step tentative and short until she was at the chair. She sat slowly but remained perched on the edge.
Dan unclipped the gag from Jaz’s mouth.
Jaz clenched his jaw, trying to loosen the joint. I’m sorry, I didn’t know.’ He said trying to look at them as he spoke.
‘Don’t bullshit me, you’ve been a horrible little cunt for years now.’
‘I swear it. I’ve told you. It’s not how you think. Please just let me go.’
His sentence ended in a scream as Dan pulled the paracord higher twisting his shoulders further.
‘Please fuck please. You’re wrong about me.’ His words were fast and filled with pain.
‘Wrong? Wrong? You’ve done nothing right in your shitty little life and now it’s caught up with you’ Dan said almost yelling
‘I haven’t done anything wrong. Just a mistake maybe. I don’t have any money but you can have whatever you want, please just let me go and I won’t say anything.’ Jaz begged.
Dan pulled the paracord again, stretching his shoulders further out of position. He screamed. There were no words just saliva, snot and pain leaving his body and hitting the floor with a splat.
‘Now shut the fuck up screaming and take a good look at Emma there.’ Dan grabbed Jaz’s head by his hair and held it up forcing him to look at her.
‘Do you remember her yet Jahanzaib?’ Dan asked. ‘Or has there been too many?’
‘No why, what. Did we meet? How do you know my name?’ He asked ‘Just let me go please.’
‘I know your name Jazzy boy, because Emma there has been watching you for a long time. Since she was fourteen actually. That’s how old she was when you raped her.’
‘Wait what, fucked her maybe but I never raped anyone. I told you what it’s like. I swear. Wait. Emma?’ Jaz said.
‘Yes.’ Emma said coldly.
‘I never raped anyone especially not you, that’s not how it was. I swear it.’
Emma jumped up quickly and punched Jaz in the face. Her small fist slapped against his cheek, she was no fighter and ordinarily the punch wouldn’t have hurt anyone but the flinch wrenched his shoulders again. She pulled her arm back and hit him again. Dan grabbed her elbow and pulled her close to him so he could look down into her eyes.
‘Emma, not yet, we have time. Show him what we found first.’
Emma reached inside her pocket and pulled out the red underwear that made her feel so grown up eight years ago. ‘Remember me yet?’ Emma asked.
A flicker of fear shot through Jaz’s eyes. ‘It wasn’t rape, you enjoyed it I thought. Just please let me go.’ He said, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
‘I enjoyed it? What made you think that? Was it when I told you I didn’t want sex and then begged you to stop? Is that when you thought I enjoyed it?’
He turned his head so he wasn’t facing her, Dan pulled hard on the paracord. Another scream of pain.
‘Look at her, keep your fucking eyes on her while she talks.’ Dan said.
‘Do you remember now? Do you remember raping me?’ Emma said growing angrier.
‘I remember us having sex but I didn’t mean to hurt you, I didn’t know, I swear.’
‘Do you remember what you said when I begged you to stop? Emma said.
‘I don’t, I don’t remember anything.’ The tears were flowing more freely now, little pools forming on the sheeting, growing with each tear drop.
‘You told me to shut my fucking mouth and you called me a little bitch. Do you remember calling me a little bitch?’ Emma asked.
‘No, I mean yes but I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry. Please I’m sorry.’ Jaz said.
‘You called her a little bitch but today you get to be the bitch and see how you like it.’ Dan said pulling on the paracord.
Another scream. ‘Please stop, just let me go, I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help myself and I didn’t mean it.’ The tears had stopped, drying into stripes on his face.
‘Emma babe, go get your stuff.’ Dan said
‘What stuff, what do you mean, what’s happening.’ Jaz said twisting his head as much as he could, desperate to see Emma.
Emma walked back carrying another packed rucksack and put it down on the plastic in front of Jaz. She reached inside, her hand exploring blindly until she brought out a black leather dog lead, she laid this across the surface in front of Jaz, then she brought out a matching dog collar and placed it alongside the lead.
‘What are you going to do?’ The fear swelled in Jaz’s voice.
‘You called her a bitch before and now you get to be the bitch, show him babe.’ Dan said
Emma picked up the collar and held it closer to Jaz’s wide eyes.
‘Look at the tag do you see it?’ Emma pointed to the silver metal tag hanging from the collar. Engraved into the metal was the word ‘Bitch.’
‘Please, I’m sorry.’ Jaz said.
‘Shut up prick, there is a funny story about this one isn’t there Emma?’ Dan said.
‘Yes, well you see when we bought it we hadn’t really thought it through properly. We’d thought everything else through but this little embarrassment slipped our mind. You see when we had the tag engraved for some reason we forgot that we would have to tell someone what to engrave.’ Emma said, her voice trembling.
‘The poor old lady in the pet shop thought the collar was for Emma but then she looked at the size and they thought it was for me. She got on with engraving but she probably had all sorts of images in her mind. Anyway, hold still while you get your collar Bitch.’ Dan said.
Emma put the collar to his neck, he snapped his head towards her, trying to bite at her fingers. Dan pulled hard on the rope, his shoulders cracked with the movement and his scream reverberated around the room.
‘Keep your fucking head still and take your collar or I’ll rip those arms off until your fisting yourself.’ Dan shouted into his ear. ‘Understand me prick?’
‘Yes, yes, fuck just don’t pull it again please.’ Jaz raised his head.
Emma passed the black leather under Jaz’s throat and then fed it through the clasp, fastening it securely around his neck. She reached down and picked up the lead and clipped it to the chrome loop on the collar.
‘Do you remember how you held me in position while you raped me?’ Emma said.
‘No, I don’t, I’m sorry just please stop.’ Jaz begged.
‘I didn’t think you would, I was nothing to you and neither were the other girls but you see I remember these things, they’ve been with me for eight fucking years. You grabbed my hair and dragged me into your stinking room, then you held me down by my throat while you raped me. It hurt and I felt helpless so now you get to see how it feels.’ She pulled the lead, jerking his head. ‘Do you like it?’ Emma said.
‘No please, fuck, don’t pull it again, it hurts. Please I’m sorry.’ Jaz screamed.
‘We haven’t even got started yet. This is going to be a long time for you and if you’re whining like a bitch already.’ Dan said. ‘Just wait and see what’s next.’
Emma reached inside the bag again and pulled out a large black strap on dildo and placed it in front of Jaz. He gasped when he saw it. It was as thick as a can of Red Bull and twic
e as long. It came with its own harness attached and reminded Dan of something for a horse, it wasn’t the only thing about it that reminded him of horses.
‘No, no please God no, not that.’ Jaz whimpered.
‘Put it on babe.’ Dan said. ‘This was an embarrassing one to buy. I had to get it in person so I could pay cash you see, very awkward. I hope you appreciate the effort.’
Emma smiled and stroked the length of the rubber cock in front of Jaz’s eyes, he struggled but every movement sent fireworks of pain through his arms and back.
‘It’s bigger than you by quite an amount but I thought it would be pointless getting the smaller size. I was a virgin at the time and only young so it wouldn’t be fair to give you an easy ride. You’ll manage though. I had to didn’t I?’ Emma said as she slipped left leg through the harness strap.
She continued with the right leg and then tightened the buckles around her waist pulling it tight against her overalls. The thick, black length stood in contrast against her overalls making it look cartoonish against her slight body. She moved slowly towards the table, stroking the cock suggestively, directing it towards his face.
‘Now Jaz, I’m sure you like getting your cock sucked, don’t you? Well now you are going to be a good little bitch and suck this for me.’ Emma said pushing the tip towards his face.
He struggled away, turning his head and shaking it. The pain raced through his nerves, he groaned and spluttered, his snot dripping onto the floor.
‘I think you should be a good bitch and suck it for her Jaz, you are going to find this a lot easier when it isn’t dry.’ Dan said. ‘You definitely don’t want that.’
Emma jerked her hips forward, pushing the tip into the side of his face.
‘Get it nice and wet bitch.’ Emma said.
‘Please don’t, just let me go.’ He said his face turning towards her.
‘Fuck him Emma, just do him dry.’ Dan said.
Emma moved away from Jaz’s face and walked slowly around his body until she was behind him. He struggled trying to twist his body away. Dan reached down and pressed his body against the trestle. Emma put the tip to his cheeks and began to move around, he flinched and clenched. Emma pushed against him.
‘I can’t, he’s clenched too much.’ Emma said.
Dan let go of Jaz’s back and picked up the duct tape from the floor.
‘You asked for this dickhead. I saw this once in a weird porn film I couldn’t un-see once it started.’ Dan said. He pulled off a length of tape and stood beside Emma avoiding looking at the brown, hairy buttocks in front of him.
‘Emma, when I say I want you to pull the rope on his arms ok?’ Dan said.
‘Wait, please no.’ Jaz said squirming.
‘Now.’ Dan said.
Emma pulled the rope up and his face went down, he screamed but relaxed his buttocks and Dan used the tape to pull one cheek apart and taped it. He wriggled and tried to twist free but was unable to move more than inches. Dan picked up the tape again and tore another length from the roll to equal the first.
‘Again babe. Now.’ Dan said.
She obliged, pulling the rope up, forcing Jaz’s shoulders further out of joint. He relaxed again as the pain shook through him and Dan repeated the taping.
‘Try again now babe.’ Dan said.
Emma moved behind him again, he tried to clench his buttocks but the tape stopped him. He struggled, wiggling his ass at Emma as she pressed against him. Dan pressed on his back again, holding him in position.
‘Please wait, no, I’ll suck it.’ Jaz pleaded.
‘Ask her nicely bitch.’ Dan said
‘Please let me suck it, please.’
Emma smiled and moved away from his ass. She stepped around to him again and put the dildo close to his face. He screwed his eyes closed and pushed out his tongue, touching the tip of the rubber cock then parting his lips and beginning to suck the tip.
‘Suck it properly bitch.’ Emma said forcing her hips forward.
He began to move his mouth on the rubber cock. Dan moved around opposite Emma and held his head still. Emma pushed harder, the cock slipping deeper into his mouth. He gagged, trying to pull his head away but Dan’s grip kept him in place. Emma continued to push the cock in and out of his mouth, he coughed as she pushed deeper. She withdrew and then pushed in deeper. He began to gag, his head jerking as he wretched. Emma pushed harder against his throat, ignoring the spluttering. Then she pulled out slowly, webs of drool hung from the black rubber as he gasped air into his lungs.
‘Please no more.’ Jaz said between gasps.
Emma pressed forward again, pushing hard against his lips. He tried to fight but eventually the dildo sunk into his mouth again. She began rocking her hips back and forwards, pressing deeper each time, oblivious to the sounds coming from him. He coughed and gagged and wretched, his face darkening.
‘Now rape him like he raped you.’ Dan said.
Emma looked at Dan and nodded then thrust hard into Jaz’s throat and withdrew. He coughed, sucking air into his lungs as she moved behind him.
There was no hesitation this time, Emma positioned herself behind him, holding the shaft in position and thrust forward with her bodyweight. Jaz screamed, his head lifting, shoulders pulled at an unnatural position as the fresh pain masked everything else. Emma continued to push until she was deep inside him and then she slowly withdrew, he screamed out again. She ignored him as she pushed in and out of him, Dan held his body down as she raped him with eight years of anger. She increased speed and his cries grew louder before descending into sobs. A red tear of blood rolled down his thigh and then dropped to the floor between his feet. She gripped his hips and fucked him harder, her hair falling around her face and sticking to the sweat as years of frustration and pain left her body and entered him.
She fucked him until her body was exhausted and then pulled out, a gush of blood following the thick rubber cock. She unstrapped the dildo, dropped it to the floor and then stood catatonic as her mind worked through what had happened. Her body trembled she brought her hands to her face and began to sob.
Dan let go of Jaz, leaving him to cry. He held Emma tight against him. She buried her head into his chest and sobbed harder. Dan held her for what seemed like hours, supporting her weight as her legs lost their strength. Eventually Dan brushed the hair from her face and kissed her forehead softly. She looked up at him, her eyes bloodshot, tears rolling down her cheeks.
‘Go and have a bath babe.’ Dan said. ‘I’ll finish up in here.’
‘Are you sure?’ Emma said.
‘Yes, I want to talk to him anyway.’
Emma pulled his head down and kissed his lips softly, then walked out of the bedroom leaving Dan alone with the whimpering, raped rapist.
CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE
Jaz stood, bent over. His legs burned from standing on tip toe, any attempt to lean forward fired bolts of agony through his shoulders. The bleeding had stopped but the throbbing continued, his eyes screwed tight trying to block the pain while his whimpers filled the room.
‘Jaz?’ Dan said. ‘Jaz?’ He repeated louder.
‘Please just let me go.’ He said without lifting his head. ‘I’m sorry.’
‘We both know that isn’t going to happen, you’ve hurt her enough already and after this she can’t face having it all dragged up when you go to the police.’
‘I won’t go to the police I promise, just let me go. Please.’ Jaz said.
‘I remember her telling me what you did to her you know. It was odd. She spoke about it like she was reporting on the weather. She was cold and spoke about it as if she’d seen it on the TV rather than living through it. That’s what you did to her. You made her disassociate what happened but she was carrying it with her all these years.’
‘I’m sorry, please. I didn’t mean it.’
‘Shut up and listen you fucking prick. That’s what you should have done when she said no before but you didn’t. Now you’ve got no choice.
’ Dan paused remembering the story Emma had told. ‘When she told me, I didn’t know what to say to her. I loved her and I didn’t know what to say. I knew it hurt her but what could I do? What could anyone do hearing something like that? I had to just listen as she broke her heart again, remembering what you did.’
The noise of Jaz’s crying had stopped now. The only sound was his breathing, fast and ragged without a pattern.
‘Do you know what the worse part was? The part that she struggled with and the part that made me feel cold. She told me how afterwards, when you had finished raping her, how you stroked her hair and kissed her, forcing your tongue into her mouth as one last violation. Then you asked her if she enjoyed it, do you remember?’
‘No, I didn’t, I don’t, I’m sorry.’ Jaz said.
‘Well I believe her and when she told me it went through me like ice. You raped a fourteen-year-old girl and then kissed her like it was normal and asked her if she enjoyed it as if you gave a fuck. Then you made her wash, so there was no evidence.’ Dan paused. ‘So, do you want to know what I’m thinking now?’
‘I, I, I don’t know just help me please.’ Jaz said.
‘You picked the wrong one for help. Here’s what I am wondering anyway. I’m wondering if you enjoyed it, did you enjoy being raped or would it be better if she kissed you?’
Jaz began to cry again, the tears flooding down his face as he remembered what had happened to him.
‘You see the thing is that this part, the rape part was for her. So she could get it out of her system, like, cleanse herself. I don’t know if it’ll work but it’s got to be worth a try. The problem is she doesn’t like violence so this has been hard for her, but that part was for her.’
‘I can’t take anymore, please.’ Jaz begged.
‘You can take a lot more, you’ve no choice in the matter so shut the fuck up and listen. The dildo was for her, her revenge if you like but what about me? I love her and the rape will be with her forever. Now I plan on being with her forever. No matter what happens what you did will always be with us. This has been about payback, eight years of payback but what comes next is for me. I have to pay forward, for all the years we will have together this is my only chance to do that because you won’t be around forever.’
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