Gone
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I slowly curl myself up into a ball, resting my head in my knees. I rock back and forth, sobbing into my knees. Tears dripping down my legs, mixing with the dry blood and dirt caked on my skin.
The door creaks open and light cracks in, along with a curly mop of hair. He walks towards me.
“Summer.” Harry whispers. “Come with me, let’s get you cleaned up.” He comes towards me, scooping me up in his arms and carrying me bridal style to a large white bathroom with a large shower and a large claw foot tub.
Harry sets me down on the floor, propped up against the toilet. He leans over the bath, and starts the water. Soon the tub is full with warm water. He lifts me up and places me carefully in the tub. He fills a pitcher up with water and pours it over me. A slight moan escapes my lips as the warm water cascades down my body.
Harry washes my body and my hair, when he’s done he pulls me out of the tub gently and dries me off. He carries me back into the room we were in before. My old clothes are gone and in there place a new outfit.
Harry dresses me in a black colored dress, a pair of lacy black thigh highs and a pair of 4-inch heels. He dries my hair, leaving it curly.
“Come on, it’s time for you to meet the girls.” Harry says slowly, ushering me out of the room and down the stairs. I walk into the bright living room and find Louis, Niall and two girls I don't recognize.
The girl sitting beside Louis looks up at me smiling slightly. I can see the fear in her eyes. “Hi. I’m Eleanor.” She says softly, brushing her thick brown curls away from her face. The other girl seated on the opposite end of the large couch just stays quiet, occasionally sneaking timid glances at Harry.
Niall approaches me and snakes his arm around my waist. I flinch away but he only pulls me closer to him. Leaning down, his mouth next to my ear, he inhales deeply.
“You smell good, baby.” He whispers in my ear. I gag. Eleanor and the other girl move to one couch, and Niall pushes me next to them.
“This is Savannah.” Eleanor says pointing to the girl besides me. Savannah looks up, her bright blue eyes gaze into mine and tears begin to form. She quickly ducks her head back down and wipes them away.
“Right, you girls get comfy we’re going to change. When we get back down, the show starts.” Niall chuckles winking at us before he runs upstairs with the two other boys.
I look to Eleanor. “Show?” I question her.
Tears form in her eyes and her breathe hitches when she speaks; “Every other day, they make us girls come down here and put on a show for them. Show meaning we basically fuck each other while those pricks wank.” She says tears dripping down her face.
Savannah turns to Eleanor. “Lucky you, at least you’re on your period.” She mumbles to Eleanor.
“Right, when we’re on our period, the boys don’t make us, uh, participate.” Eleanor says to me. I cringe; I’ve never done anything with a girl besides the few drunken make out sessions with my girl friends at parties.
“What happens if I don't do it?” I ask Eleanor.
“Different for every girl. When I first got here, Harry had another girl. She didn't obey so he dragged her out in the snow by her hair.” Eleanor whispers.
I whimper, scared beyond belief as the guys make their way back downstairs. Harry walks over to Savannah, taking her hair in his hands and yanking downwards so that Savannah’s face is tilted to him.
“Now, Sav.” He murmurs to her. “If you put on a good show tonight, I wont fuck you in the ass. I know you hate that.”
Her face lights up at the opportunity and she stands up, grabbing my hand and laying me down on the carpet.
She straddles me, leaning down the kiss me. Our lips are almost touching when she whispers to me; “Please, please just go along with it. I don't want to get hurt tonight.”
I take pity on her and seal the kiss. My hands move to her hair, and I give it a slight tug. Savannah moans into my mouth and grinds her hips into me. She flips us over, so that I’m on top of her and slowly undoes my dress, sliding it off. She flips us around so she’s back on top again, attacking my neck with kisses and love bites.
I moan as she nips the sweet spot behind my ear, reaching my hands up under her shirt. I notice she isn’t wearing a bra as I slowly roll her rock hard nipples between my fingers. She moans, grinding into me hard.
She pulls me into a sitting position, my legs flat out in front of me, with her resting where my crotch is. She gets on her knees grabbing my face in her hand.
“You're gonna eat my pussy, bitch.” She says huskily to me.
Savannah pulls off her tight high wasted white shorts, exposing her shaved pussy. She crawls ontop of me, resting her clit right where my mouth is.
I lick her folds shyly and she moans loudly. I quickly flick my tongue over her clit, tasting her juices as she rocks her hips back and forth on my face.
“I’m gonna cum!” Savannah screams.
“Not yet Sav.” Harry says. “I think Summer needs some attention.
Savannah crawls off my face and in between my legs, leaving sloppy wet kisses up my thighs. She pushes my panties off to the side and breathes on my pussy, teasing it. I whimper, pushing her mouth to my clit.
She flicks her tongue around my clit, humming. The pleasure is too much and it sends me over the edge. I cum screaming Savannah’s name and pulling her hair.
She licks up my juices and then kisses me hard on the mouth. “You taste good, slut.” She says laughing wickedly.
She climbs back on top of my face and rides my tongue until she reaches her orgasm, cuming and collapsing on the carpeted floor.
I look up to see the three boys with wet stains on their t-shirts. Harry stands, taking Savannah and Eleanor leaves with Louis. I’m starting to drift off when Niall carries me to his room, puts me in a t-shirt and lays me in bed.
He lays beside me, kisses my forehead and wraps me in his arms. I’m too tired to complain. That night, I fall asleep in my kidnappers arms.
The door creaks open and light cracks in, along with a curly mop of hair. He walks towards me.
“Summer.” Harry whispers. “Come with me, let’s get you cleaned up.” He comes towards me, scooping me up in his arms and carrying me bridal style to a large white bathroom with a large shower and a large claw foot tub.
Harry sets me down on the floor, propped up against the toilet. He leans over the bath, and starts the water. Soon the tub is full with warm water. He lifts me up and places me carefully in the tub. He fills a pitcher up with water and pours it over me. A slight moan escapes my lips as the warm water cascades down my body.
Harry washes my body and my hair, when he’s done he pulls me out of the tub gently and dries me off. He carries me back into the room we were in before. My old clothes are gone and in there place a new outfit.
Harry dresses me in a black colored dress, a pair of lacy black thigh highs and a pair of 4-inch heels. He dries my hair, leaving it curly.
“Come on, it’s time for you to meet the girls.” Harry says slowly, ushering me out of the room and down the stairs. I walk into the bright living room and find Louis, Niall and two girls I don't recognize.
The girl sitting beside Louis looks up at me smiling slightly. I can see the fear in her eyes. “Hi. I’m Eleanor.” She says softly, brushing her thick brown curls away from her face. The other girl seated on the opposite end of the large couch just stays quiet, occasionally sneaking timid glances at Harry.
Niall approaches me and snakes his arm around my waist. I flinch away but he only pulls me closer to him. Leaning down, his mouth next to my ear, he inhales deeply.
“You smell good, baby.” He whispers in my ear. I gag. Eleanor and the other girl move to one couch, and Niall pushes me next to them.
“This is Savannah.” Eleanor says pointing to the girl besides me. Savannah looks up, her bright blue eyes gaze into mine and tears begin to form. She quickly ducks her head back down and wipes them away.
“Right, you girls get comfy we’re going to change. When we get back down, the show starts.” Niall chuckles winking at us before he runs upstairs with the two other boys.
I look to Eleanor. “Show?” I question her.
Tears form in her eyes and her breathe hitches when she speaks; “Every other day, they make us girls come down here and put on a show for them. Show meaning we basically fuck each other while those pricks wank.” She says tears dripping down her face.
Savannah turns to Eleanor. “Lucky you, at least you’re on your period.” She mumbles to Eleanor.
“Right, when we’re on our period, the boys don’t make us, uh, participate.” Eleanor says to me. I cringe; I’ve never done anything with a girl besides the few drunken make out sessions with my girl friends at parties.
“What happens if I don't do it?” I ask Eleanor.
“Different for every girl. When I first got here, Harry had another girl. She didn't obey so he dragged her out in the snow by her hair.” Eleanor whispers.
I whimper, scared beyond belief as the guys make their way back downstairs. Harry walks over to Savannah, taking her hair in his hands and yanking downwards so that Savannah’s face is tilted to him.
“Now, Sav.” He murmurs to her. “If you put on a good show tonight, I wont fuck you in the ass. I know you hate that.”
Her face lights up at the opportunity and she stands up, grabbing my hand and laying me down on the carpet.
She straddles me, leaning down the kiss me. Our lips are almost touching when she whispers to me; “Please, please just go along with it. I don't want to get hurt tonight.”
I take pity on her and seal the kiss. My hands move to her hair, and I give it a slight tug. Savannah moans into my mouth and grinds her hips into me. She flips us over, so that I’m on top of her and slowly undoes my dress, sliding it off. She flips us around so she’s back on top again, attacking my neck with kisses and love bites.
I moan as she nips the sweet spot behind my ear, reaching my hands up under her shirt. I notice she isn’t wearing a bra as I slowly roll her rock hard nipples between my fingers. She moans, grinding into me hard.
She pulls me into a sitting position, my legs flat out in front of me, with her resting where my crotch is. She gets on her knees grabbing my face in her hand.
“You're gonna eat my pussy, bitch.” She says huskily to me.
Savannah pulls off her tight high wasted white shorts, exposing her shaved pussy. She crawls ontop of me, resting her clit right where my mouth is.
I lick her folds shyly and she moans loudly. I quickly flick my tongue over her clit, tasting her juices as she rocks her hips back and forth on my face.
“I’m gonna cum!” Savannah screams.
“Not yet Sav.” Harry says. “I think Summer needs some attention.
Savannah crawls off my face and in between my legs, leaving sloppy wet kisses up my thighs. She pushes my panties off to the side and breathes on my pussy, teasing it. I whimper, pushing her mouth to my clit.
She flicks her tongue around my clit, humming. The pleasure is too much and it sends me over the edge. I cum screaming Savannah’s name and pulling her hair.
She licks up my juices and then kisses me hard on the mouth. “You taste good, slut.” She says laughing wickedly.
She climbs back on top of my face and rides my tongue until she reaches her orgasm, cuming and collapsing on the carpeted floor.
I look up to see the three boys with wet stains on their t-shirts. Harry stands, taking Savannah and Eleanor leaves with Louis. I’m starting to drift off when Niall carries me to his room, puts me in a t-shirt and lays me in bed.
He lays beside me, kisses my forehead and wraps me in his arms. I’m too tired to complain. That night, I fall asleep in my kidnappers arms.
Tori... Why didn't u tell me.. I didn't know... I'm so sorry.. I didn't know that it was that bad.. I cut to.. We'll I used to ... I just can't do it anymore.. I feel like im hurting everyone around me whenever I do it... Please don't leave. Think of me, and ur other friends. Your worth it Tori. Trust me.
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