A/N: Sorry that this is late but it takes time to type on a tablet. but here you go, finally

Warning: This is 18+

I couldn't forget. . .

I could never forget. . .

But that was what I thought before. Now, it was different.

Of course all the scenes of those nights stayed in my head but they seemed less horrific. At least a little. I was still terrorized by them. Everything he did to me.

That was 3 months ago. I hadn't been raped by him since he and Kiichi went back to airship 1 after both Hirato and Tsukitachi's meeting with the higher ups had ended.

Yogi made it better. Made me feel safer. Made me try to forget.

Of course I didn't tell him of the things Jiki had done to me. I felt too weird about it. I wanted to tell him badly, but I just couldn't. But Just being with him for the past 3 months had made me feel sane again.

We'd gotten closer.

Which was ironic because I hadn't expected to get close with his over-active personality.

Since Jiki was no longer in the picture, I started to feel comfortable. I could breathe without having his eyes on me the entire time I was in his presence.

That was until a week later when Hirato ordered Jiki to stay on board our ship for a few days considering he was the only one qualified to conduct experiments on a new plant life that threatened to harm people's lives. Turning them into monsters similar to varuga but a more morphed and stronger type.

The plant life proved even more dangerous since it was near a village. Airship 1 was on a different mission with Tsukuomo, Kiichi, Nai and Eva in another state which was why he had to stay with us until they got back in order to finish his analysis on the plant life.

I wasn't happy to see him. I felt angry that he had stepped into my life again. Why did this have to happen. I couldn't stop asking myself that.

My body tensed once he stepped into view. Heart picking up speed with anxiety. The moment I looked up at him from the table, flashes erupted behind my eyes. Every last detail of him raping me flowed freely in my brain.

His hands roaming my body, breath fanning my ear lobe, sensations of the unwanted pleasure he forced me to feel. His huge length thrusting in and out of me wildly making me moan uncontrollably.

My hand holding a pencil began to shake so I quickly hid it away from his eyes that lingered on me for the longest of seconds before motioning over to Yogi. A small look of disapproval as the blond man's hand dropped on my shoulder.

I had forgotten he was sitting next to me.

"Are you OK, Gareki?" His violet eyes looked at me with concern. "You look pale."

I didn't answer right away instead I recollected myself. Was I really going to sit here and allow him to manipulate me just because he raped me. No, I was stronger than this. I stopped shaking and glared at Jiki not caring if it aroused him.

I wanted to show him he couldn't break me so easily. "I'm fine." I finally answered ruggedly.

Yogi glanced funny at Jiki as if he was trying to figure out why I was glaring at him.

Jiki kept staring at Yogi's hand on my shoulder.

A few seconds of awkward silence passed between us before Yogi spoke up. "It's nice to see you, Jiki."

Jiki snapped out of his stupor, bringing on a forced smile. "Likewise. I hope you're both ready for the mission tomorrow morning."

Yogi glanced at me and smiled before looking back at Jiki who still had a forced smile on his face. "We are. But can you believe that even though we stopped Kafka another outbreak of varuga are threatening to come back?"

"I was thinking the same, but hopefully we can stop it from happening this time."

Both of them talked for a bit. I never took my glare off of him.

He glanced at me a few times between their conversation. A casual side eye that didn't get Yogi to notice how often he did it. A small smirk pulling at his lips. I couldn't take it anymore.

Standing up, I took my homework assignment and began walking quickly out of the room. Yogi calling after me, I ignored him.

I wanted to get as far away from Jiki as I could. My anger and frustration boiling inside me. I was livid. I began shaking all over again but clearly not from anxiety.

I needed to blow off steam and I knew exactly how.

—

My knuckles slammed hard against the punching bag. I retracted, made my footing before lunging another hard strike. The sound of my fist connecting with it's material echoed in the training room.

Sweating strands of my hair hung in my eyes. Abruptly I swiped them aside and added a double punch to the bag. Another series of loud echoes filled the room.

I acted liked the punching bag was Jiki's face. Like I'd knocked the glasses clean from his eyes. I hated him with a passion.

I threw another fist against it. Ignoring the tattered white bandages wrapped around my knuckles.

I didn't notice Yogi come in the room and lean against the doorframe arms crossed, watching me with concern and curiosity.

"Gareki?"

I paused mid-punch, dropping my hands to my sides before turning to him. My hair falling back in my eyes.

His own eyes seemed to have widened slightly. But I thought I was seeing things. He always seemed to look at me, bashfully at times. There was also admiration. I didn't think too much of it though.

"What do you want?" I walked over to my water bottle, taking a swig of it.

He walked out of the shadows and came into the light. "I know there's something happening between you and Jiki."

I nearly choked on water. Pulling the bottle from my lips I stared at him in surprise. "What?"

He pressed his back to the wall, still looking at me. "The way you glared at him earlier. I can tell you don't like him for reasons I'm not sure of."

I sighed in relief on the inside. So he didn't know. It was good and bad.

"What's with you two?"

"We just. . . don't see eye to eye. That's all." I scolded myself for ditching out on the truth.

I toweled my sweaty forehead.

He shook his head slowly as if he were skeptical. "I'm sorry, but I can't help but feel there's something else going on." He pushed from the wall and came to me. "You act differently when it comes to him."

Sighing, I hung the towel around my neck. "Look, I already told you. Me and him just don't vibe like you do with him."

He looked like he wanted to argue but decided against it. Instead he did something that took me completely off guard.

Leaning close after hesitating, I felt his breath fanning my lips he said, " I know when something's wrong. You can tell me anything." He then kissed me.

I held my breath. Not doing anything for what felt like the longest second in my life. All I could do was stand there in shocked silence. I couldn't believe he was doing this. I didn't know he was even into me in this kind of way.

I didn't even know why I was still letting him kiss me without pulling away.

Something like a pulse of need rushed through me. I found myself kissing him back. I didn't know why. I didn't have feelings for him. I was just suddenly urging for his lips.

Reaching up I placed both hands against the toned planes of his chest before shoving him to the wall, breaking our liplock for a short second as I did but soon reconnected them.

His lips were soft and plump, perfect for kissing.

I wanted more.

I wanted to feel more.

Dread overcame me once I realized I was aroused, wanting so badly to cum by him. What the hell was wrong with me.

I couldn't stop myself, I didn't want to stop.

Suddenly Yogi pushed me away. He breathed heavily, looking at me as if I were crazy.

"What are you doing?!"

I snapped back into reality. Realization hitting me hard in the face. I looked down to where I had been hastily unzipping his pants without having any control over myself.

I stepped back without being able to answer him. I turned on my heel and rushed out of the room. My mind clouded with what I had been thinking to do with him. I felt like a thirsty lunatic.

My heart thumped rapidly in my chest. My body felt heated. I was definitely aroused but how could just kissing do that to me.

It'd been 3 months since Jiki had touched me. Within those months I hadn't been feeling like myself at all. I felt alien inside my own body. Like I wasn't me anymore. Had he done something to me.

Was it the pills he forced into my system.

He would be a dead son of bitch the next time I saw him.

I exited the training room, turned to speed walk down the hall to my room only to feel a sharp prick in the back of my neck.

A hiss left my mouth as I ripped the thorn from my neck. I stared down at it in only half confusion. I didn't know what it did but I knew instantly who it was from.

Throwing it to the ground I whirled around. A strong grasp hooked me by the neck and slammed my back against the wall.

Jiki's yellow eyes burned holes into mine. He didn't look happy. A menacing aura wafted from him. "You've been a bad boy~" he sang darkly as he slammed my back against the wall again.

I grunted. Tightened both my hands around his wrist that connected with my throat and tried to pull him away. He was stronger than me, I knew but I'd be damned if I let him have his way again.

"Fuck you!" I kicked him hard in his groin. I was wearing boots so I knew the pain was double for him. He buckled over, dropping me.

Grabbing a hold of him I kneed him in his abdomen watching him sink to the floor yelling curses at me.

I turned and ran back into the training room.

"You can't get far!" He yelled after me. "No one can help you!"

My feet carried me fast as I ran. The familiar echo of the training room surrounding me. I stopped in the center of the room and looked around for Yogi.

Shadows coating the perimeter of the expanse. I wouldn't be surprised if I missed him but I hadn't.

"Yogi!" I stepped towards him only to see he was knocked out cold. A red gash on his forehead as if something hard had hit him.

"Ah shit." I was breathless.

Jiki had gotten to him first.

A wave of nausea hit me. I wavered on my feet, the ground itself feeling as if it were tilting from side to side. Another one of his poisons. The thorn it had to be it.

I couldn't let it take over me. No matter what.

I tried breathing strait as the seconds ticked by I felt disoriented and weak.

My thoughts became a jumbled mess.

Where was I.

What was happening to me.

Who was I running from.

I just wanted to sleep so badly.

Suddenly something hard dropped against my head forcing me to collapse. My vision blurred as I stared up at the ceiling light. So bright and white. A man stepped over me, glaring down with yellow eyes.

"I'll see you when you wake up." his voice grew deeper, dragging around me as I sunk deeper into darkness.

I closed my eyes, everything fading.

—

A rush of cold fell onto my face. My eyes snapped open, startled awake as water dripped down my face. My hair falling flat over my forehead. I gasped, moving to sit up only to fall back down.

Both my wrists were tied behind me and I lay on a tile floor. The room a dull grey. Looking up I saw Jiki placing a bucket down before glancing down at me.

" About time you got your ass up."

I stared at him as my brain recollected everything that'd happened up till this point. And once It had I immediately tensed up, scrambling away from him the best I could with my hands tied.

"Stay the hell away from me!" I shouted. I evaluated myself. I was still clothed thankfully but I didn't know for how long.

He looked patient despite the small disapproving quirk of his lips. "Now why would I do that?" He asked carefully, unnerved. He stepped over to me and kneeled before my face. "After all, you caused this to happen."

"I didn't cause shit!" I spat.

He licked his lips, continuing to have patience. "You can be angry all you want but I know what I saw. You're mine, I claimed you first not Yogi. You even said it yourself. So the next time you want to kiss someone just remember it won't go unseen by me. You wouldn't be here if you'd known that."

I pulled my wrists apart struggling to get free from the taut rope. He was jealous. It didn't take a genius to realize."You're crazy! You're fuckin insane! I don't belong to anyone. Not Yogi and sure as hell NOT you!"

He smirked. "I'm glad you say that because that's exactly what your punishment is going to prove. You not belonging to him only me." He caressed a few wet hairs out of my eyes causing me to jerk away from his touch as if it'd burned. "You'll learn to give up. I don't care how many times I have to pound it into you until you finally see."

"A punishment?" Dread sank into me. It sounded like a question but I knew all too well what that meant.

"I know you know." He turned and walked away. No sooner had he the dim lights cut on revealing the small square room I was in.

Ash grey walls hung chains, wire, rope, belts, whips, and crop whips. All surrounding a king sized bed. No windows, no passage to the outside world except a door in the floor. It had a lock on it though. No way of escaping.

I suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

Are you telling me he had another room like the one before.

I started regretting not finishing him off when I had the chance. I only got two good hits on him when I should've hit him more times than that.

I need to stay calm and figure a way out. It's easier said than done though. My heart's racing.

Closing my eyes, I focused on trying not to hyperventilate as I worked to loosen the bindings on my wrists. They were still tight and skillfully knotted. Evidence that Jiki had done this way too many times.

A scraping sound caught my attention. Looking up I saw Jiki dragging a chair into the room from a closet. In that chair sat Yogi. Tied up, gagged and blindfolded.

Jiki turned the chair until Yogi faced the bed.

I stayed still. My heart feeling as though it'd stopped. Dread and shock taking over me. I had an idea of what he was planning on doing to me while Yogi was here but I didn't want to think about it. It scared the hell out of me.

"You better not be planning wh—"

"Shut it." He slapped me harshly across the face. I hit the ground, feeling the lasting sting.

Yogi muffled something angrily. He jerked his body against the ropes tied around his arms, ankles, thighs, and chest.

"Now," Jiki sighed as he brushed back his hair, "let's get started. He moved towards me.

"Noo!" I shouted in both fear and anger. I shuffled away from him the best I could but didn't get far. He dragged me by my ankles before hoisting me up, throwing me onto the bed.

I landed on my back, him on top of me. I bucked and kicked doing anything to get free.

"Get off me!"

"Didn't I just say shut up." He slapped me again. I felt both the sting of pain and tears. I almost cried fully when I realized that I had also felt enjoyment. He trailed his hand down sensually until he stopped at my chest where he pinched my nipple through my tank top.

My body grew warm as soon as he had done that. Arousal kicking in despite me not wanting it to. More tears burned my eyes in a desperate need to tell myself that this wasn't happening. But I knew that whatever I told myself and no matter how I imagined I was in a better place than this right now, it was all real and it would stay that way. "I don't want this, please just stop." I hated how fragile I sounded but I didn't care. Hell I'd do anything to get out of this.

Yogi mumbled something again while struggling more. Jiki ignored him. He leaned down to my face. "What if I don't want to?" This time he rubbed my groin which was shamefully throbbing. I couldn't help but moan.

"You like that, huh?"

Not giving me time to deny it, he rubbed my groin again.

"Stop." My voice wavered, my body feeling frail. "You did something to me, with those pills."

"They have a lasting effect. Who knows how many more times you'll get sexually aroused just from a physical contact."

"I hate you." I managed to say venomously.

"And I like having sex with you. Your reactions are perfect." he gave me a final squeeze making me jolt with a strong sense of arousal.

A noise between a grunt and moan left my throat.

He removed himself from being on top of me and walked over to Yogi.

"I'm sure you've wondered why he's here. Or maybe. . .you already figured it out." He gripped Yogi's jaw and forced his head up straight to face him. "He won't join us. He'll just have one hell of a show."

I found it hard to breathe again as apprehension made my heart thud against my chest.

I had hoped this wouldn't happen and yet it was. He couldn't be serious. He was really going to force Yogi to watch as he raped me. All this just because he felt like he claimed me and was jealous Yogi had kissed me.

"You make me sick." I jerked hard at my bindings. "Let us go!"

Jiki smirked at my weak attempts at trying to get free. " Keep struggling you'll just make it worse for yourself."

"Fuck you!" I continued to struggle. I knew he hated it when I fought against his orders but I couldn't bring myself to care. He was crazy and I just wanted to get far away from him.

"I warned you." with a quick tug the blindfold on Yogi's eyes came off. His eyes caught mine and saw I was tied up too. His eyebrows creased and he glared at Jiki. Angry words leaving his gagged mouth. His fists clenching as his arms strained to break loose of the rope tied around them.

Jiki moved around him and came over to me. I scooted myself against the bed sheets to create distance. He grabbed each ankle and yanked me back to the foot of the bed. Taking off each of my boots before climbing back on top of me coming face to face.

He kissed me, forcing my lips to part. Our tongues meeting in a frenzied contact. Yogi watching with cold eyes. I couldn't do anything to stop him.

Jiki ended the sensual kiss. His lips gliding down my jaw, neck. His breath making me shiver. My lips wet with his saliva trembled too.

He stopped at my chest. Gingerly lifting my shirt revealing my abs. I struggled to keep my breathing even. I was having a small panic attack.

"Don't touch me."

His eyes flickered up at me. A darkness taking over them. "Did you just order me not to touch you?"

The sudden angry look on his face made me shrink back despite my pride and distaste for the situation.

He leaned over me, hands on either side of my head. He took me harshly by my hair and tugged my head back. I grunted painfully.

His mouth closed down to my right ear, voice deep. "I want you to listen and listen good. You don't tell me what to do. I'm the dominant one in this. I'll advice you to stay in your place or else you'll get me angry and trust me, you wouldn't like it when I'm angry."

He threw my head away from his hand. My scalp stung from how rough he had gripped me. I felt disgusted that I small part of me liked that.

He shoved my shirt up, exposing my chest. Cold air settled on my nipples, growing erect the second it made contact. Goosebumps traveled throughout my entire body, I shivered visible making a small smile pull at his lips.

Having Yogi in the same room while this was happening shamefully aroused me more despite me not wanting it to. I couldn't control myself, it was enough to make me want to scream in frustration.

I couldn't let Jiki control me. I didn't care if he thought he claimed me. I didn't care if I was scared, I was also bold.

I could hear Yogi continue to fight against his restraints but with no success of getting free. He mumbled something that sounded like a threat at Jiki as he licked between my abs agonizingly slow until he reached the black waistband of my grey joggers that were doing an awful job hiding my erection.

It didn't go past him. Once he saw it he smirked up at me. Glasses taken off of his face with disheveled hair made him appear sexy in a way, but I would never admit that.

My breathing grew shaky.

His hand gradually slid down from the side of my abdomen, down to my thigh until finally reaching its destination over my crotch. I shivered again, my eyes glued to where his hand lay. Biting my lip I struggled to keep still. "Don't—"

"What did I just tell you about ordering me around." He said it lightly but his face had lost all traces of amusement. The smirk from earlier had turned into tight lips.

I opened my mouth to say something that would most likely make him mad but he didn't give me a chance to.

His fingers curled into the waistband of my pants and yanked them down along with my boxers. My erection flew up. Precum leaking from my head. I twisted to hide from Yogi but Jiki firmly took my hips and kept me in place. "No!" I gasped.

Yogi's eyes no longer looked angry. They were wide in shock.

"Don't look at me—"

"He can look," said Jiki, tracing his finger lightly up my shaft making me whimper.

"After all that is what he's here for." Jiki turned to Yogi, glaring. "He'll see and learn what's not his to touch." Facing me again he laid down next to me, giving Yogi a fuller view of my exposed body. He turned me so my back was against his chest. His hand moved in front of me till it reached my lower regions.

He gripped me and instantly I thought I would lose it right then and there.

A wave of pleasure coursed through me so strong precum leaked out of me like a waterfall. Another whimper escaped me. "Jiki," I said breathlessly, my face frowning up.

He let out a breathy laugh in my ear. I hadn't noticed how close he was to me until now. His lips were practically touching my earlobe.

Slowly he pumped his hand along my erection, forcing more precum. I wanted to scream in pleasure. Biting down on my lip I forced it back. "I didn't know it was possible for you to get this wet. Is it all for me or is it because of the extra attention you're receiving?" His voice was deep and suggestive in my ear.

I couldn't look at Yogi. I was too embarrassed at the fact that I was getting aroused more than usual from his presence. I could feel his eyes on me though.

"Neither." I panted.

"You're a terrible liar. I hate liars. You know what happens don't you?. . .if you lie to me. . .?

My breath caught in my throat not realizing my mistake. I knew exactly what would happen. "Jiki please don't—AHH!"

He moved his hand quickly up and down my shaft making tears well up as I moaned loudly.

"You never learn do you?" He yelled over my cries and pleas for him to stop. " Certain things you say has consequences."

Tears seeped out of my closed eyelids, rolling down my cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure. A crazy and uncanny sensation welling up inside me. It felt so good!

"Jiki st-stop!" I panted, moans getting choked up in my throat as another wave of arousal pulsed through my cock. I threw my head back. The wet sound of his hand pumping quickly along my erection covered in my precum.

"We both know you don't want me to. When will you just accept this?"

"Never!" I cried. Jolting as another powerful wave of arousal shook me. "F-fuck!"

"You already are," he said, slowing down tremendously on jerking me off. I breathed heavily, tears still falling. Opening my eyes I looked straight at Yogi whose eyes were wet. I looked away quickly.

He was crying.

Jiki's hand had gone much slower on my shaft. It drove me crazy, second by second. I tried so hard to stop myself but I couldn't help it. I moved my hips in an act to make more friction with his hand.

"I knew you were accepting it. You can't lie to me." He moved his hand at the same pace. Slow and steady.

I sighed in irritation. Shaking my head to his words. Denying all of it. But I was lying to myself. I did want to cum.

He stopped his hand altogether. His lips still on my ear. "I want you to admit it to me. You want to cum don't you? Right here in front of him." He nodded his head at Yogi who had his nails digging into the wooden armrest of the chair. "It would be the best orgasm you've ever had. Think about it."

I shamefully thought about it. My cock throbbing with the thought of it. I smiled a small one at the idea. Realizing what I was doing I snapped out of it. "No," I said whined. The thought continuing to linger in the back of my head.

"I know you want it." He whispered against my neck, kissing me before biting gently. I fought back a moan. Lips trembling.

How long could I fight against my urges. I was growing weaker.

"I don't." my voice cracked. I swallowed the lump in my throat. It was difficult to continue fighting. I thought I could but I was losing.

"Admit it. You'll feel amazing and you know it."

He moved his hand slightly against my shaft. Firmly dragging his hand up. I couldn't hold it. I fell back unleashing a moan from sensitivity. It felt so good. I was horny, losing my pride just because I wanted to cum so badly.

"Yes!" I cried, shutting my eyes tightly, breathing heavily. "I want it! I want it so bad! Just make me cum already!"

"Was that so hard?"

Before I could answer he bit my neck and moved his hand fast along my shaft. My eyes flew open, I screamed in pleasure, my mind reeling. It felt so good to finally admit it. "F-fuck! Oh fuck! Just like that! Ohh~!"

"There you go, baby!" He encouraged. " It feels good doesn't it?!"

"Ahh~please don't stop!" I yelled into the bed sheets. My hands clenched behind my back. I didn't care if Yogi saw me acting completely out of control. I couldn't fight anymore. My body wanted this. I couldn't resist any longer. It felt so good.

My precum covered his fingers creating a sloppy sound that turned me on more and more.

My vision grew blurry with the shade of red. I could feel it. I was so close.

My orgasm built up in the pit of my stomach and it was strong. My body shook with anticipation. I was moaning like crazy, loud in my ears that I wouldn't be surprised if the whole world heard me.

More hot tears streamed down my face from how intense I felt it coming.

"I-I'm cumming! I'm cumming-awh~" my face frowned up.

I felt the heavy weight of it settle on me for a split second, my mind about to lose itself. But just when I felt my orgasm rising, Jiki abruptly pulled his hand away forcing it back down.

I breathed harshly into the bed sheets. My body trembling wildly. My dick pulsating for the need to ejaculate.

I couldn't speak. I was trying to catch my breath. I was seeing stars.

I didn't understand why he stopped. I was so close.

Jiki pushed away from me, got off the bed and disappeared out of my view point but I could hear his voice. "Hope you enjoyed your punishment because here on out I'm not going to go easy on you."

A bad feeling came over me. What could be worse that he was planning on doing to me.

I heard him moving things from the wall behind me. I couldn't see which tool he grabbed. But I knew what it was as soon as it made contact with my skin.

Taking my pants off completely he slapped me on the ass with the crop whip. I cried out in ecstasy, feeling the good sensations more than the pain. He slapped me harder, earning another scream from me.

"You're enjoying this too, Yeah?" He asked, dragging the tip of the crop whip against my left ass cheek. He made small circles.

I panted out a yes.

"Well you shouldn't be." He slapped me twice in the same place. I cried out, biting my bottom lip so hard I tasted blood.

Reaching up with the whip he dragged it down my spine making me tense up from how ticklish I was there. He laid slaps there too making me flinch every time he did so. I sighed through clenched teeth.

He was forcing me to hold back my orgasm. It was driving me mad.

"After all this, I hope you know who you belong to," he said darkly. Giving me one last slap on the ass he grabbed ahold of my shaft before slipping a cockring on it.

I gasped. He was planning on making me hold back even more.

"This is just to teach you a lesson on whose boss since you like to speak out of turn and order me around."

I felt fear all over again. If I thought I was about to go crazy before than I was completely mistaken. Right now was the time for me to go insane.

I knew what was going to happen before he could even press the first setting on the remote.

My back arched at the same time a scream of pleasure left my throat. Powerful vibrations from the cockring buzzed up and down my cock making me wetter by the second.

It pushed me to the edge within seconds but didn't allow me to cum like I wanted to so badly.

I whined, crying harder than I ever did before. "PLEASE!"

"Please what?"

"Let me cum." I didn't bother hesitating. In the corner of my eye I saw Yogi shaking his head, the tears free falling now before sinking his head down to his chest.

Jiki grabbed my jaw harshly turning me to face him again. "I don't know if you'll be a good boy."

"I'll be good, I swear." I answered way too eagerly.

" How badly do you want it?"

"So bad." I whispered shakily.

He eyed me for a while before turning off the cockring, forcing my orgasm back down once more. I wanted to scream in frustration again. Sweat from my forehead mixed with the wet strands of my hair.

I watched him get off the bed throwing aside the remote and the ring before unbuttoning his pants. Slowly he pulled down the zipper. I could see the black fabric of his boxers tightly hugging the obvious bump that claimed to be his erection.

He watched me carefully through heavy-lidded eyes.

"I want you to tell me once more how badly you want this." He gripped at his groin. His eyes never leaving mine. Filled with lust.

"So bad it hurts." I sighed.

Tilting his head slightly, he caused a few strands of hair to fall over his eyes. "Why should I give myself to you? You've been bad. You broke your promise to me." He caressed my cheek. Thumb slipping over my bottom lip. "Did you honestly think I wouldn't notice? You must've, judging by the way you kissed him."

I recalled how I'd kissed Yogi. How out of control I'd been. I'd nearly stripped his pants off. I hoped he hadn't seen me do that.

I looked away. "It didn't mean anything—"

"Look at me." He demanded. I snapped my eyes back onto his.

"Do you mean that?" He pulled down his boxers, unleashing his intimidating member.

I nodded quickly, not being able to look away from his mass. Fear and anticipation wafting through me in the form of adrenaline.

His jaw muscles flexed. He suddenly didn't look all too happy. Leaning down to my ear he whispered, " You lie. I saw what you were about to do with him."

My breath caught in my throat. A terrible sensation taking over me. He did see.

"Jiki, I can explain. Please don't—"

He gripped tightly onto my legs, yanking me towards him at the foot of the bed where he stood. "'Please don't' what? — punish you?!" He chuckled without humor. "Maybe you should've thought about that before lying to me again."

My eyes grew wide as he positioned his length at my entrance. "Wait, wai—! UHH!"

Without bothering to listen, he pushed into me without pausing for me to adjust to his size. I screamed out a cry of pain.

"It hurts, doesn't it?!" He yelled angrily over my screams. "Let this teach you to remember who you belong to!"

Pulling out till only the head of his dick remained inside of me and brutally pushed back into me causing me to scream again. My throat hurting from straining my voice.

I barely could register the hot tears rolling down my face. "Jiki, please!—"

He rammed into me again unleashing a silent cry from me. My hands clenched into fists, pulling at my bindings until they snapped, freeing my wrists from being stuck together.

Twisting around onto my stomach, I made a move to crawl away from him as quickly as I could.

He gripped my hair forcing my face down against the mattress. He moved his weight on top of me making it hard to move. His dick deep inside of me, throbbing as it began to push in and out of me mercilessly making me cry out in pain and pleasure.

"There you go again!" He snapped. "Always trying to run away. Fighting against me. You should know by now that I will always be stronger than you'll ever be. You can run but you will never escape from me."

My nails dug into the mattress, ripping it as he roughly rammed over and over again into my G spot. My throat suffering as cries and screams left my throat.

This had to be the roughest he'd ever been with me during sex.

I could feel my mind teetering. I tried to stay sane but it was difficult with him moving in and out of me like this.

The world around me began to blur out of focus. The only thing keeping me from blacking out was the continuous banging of the headboard against the wall from Jiki's harsh movements.

A slap on my ass forced me awake, another made me whine.

I didn't think it would come to a point where my moans began to sound like whining. I didn't sound like myself at all.

I clawed at the bed as I felt my orgasm building up fast. My eyes fluttering, my cries becoming choked up and louder.

"Ja-ja ji-jiki!" I panted between whimpers trying to pull away before my orgasm could hit me. It was too strong, too intense, it scared me.

But his hold on me never relented. He forced my orgasm onto me. Every strong pulse of it.

I clawed at the bed more violently as it laid itself over me. Crashing into me like I'd never felt before. "Ji-ji jiki- pl-please, st-op STO—AH—AHH!

I screamed and cried I couldn't help but do so even if my throat was strained. My body shook violently, convulsing wildly as I struggled beneath him. My nails digging for dear life. I could only see white all the while Jiki continued roughly thrusting into me forcing another orgasm onto me just as he'd cum deep inside of me so much I could feel it drizzle out of my anus.

I struggled to breath. Panting whimpers leaving my throat. I shut my eyes tightly feeling as if I were going to die from feeling so much pleasure all at once.

I was still trembling minutes later when my two orgasms had finally died down.

I heaved choked up breaths from my parted lips as I laid on the bed in the same position as before. I couldn't move my body, especially my legs. I doubt I could walk.

I felt weak and tired. Jiki pulled out of me. Allowing his load to seep out of me and down into the bedsheets. I felt broken and couldn't think properly.

I could see Yogi in the corner of my eye. His expression looked tortured. Eyes wide and unblinking with tear stained cheeks.

I felt sorry for him. I dragged him into this. I said a silent apology to him in my head because my voice was gone.

Jiki's presence came back on top of me and in that split second I felt him insert something long deep inside me.

"You didn't honestly think we were done, did you?"

The thing deep inside of me began vibrating.

I wanted to scream. . .but couldn't. . .