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Stolen and Used(Being Revised)

Novel By: IceBreaker

(FINISHED) A virgin girl gets kidnapped and put into the world of pain. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jan 12, 2012    Reads: 3,194    Comments: 18    Likes: 9   

Author's Note: Sorry this was so short. I was in a rush. I might update again tonight.

Chapter 4:Can't Escape

Shane's eyes stared into mine. I knew that I was in trouble. He let out a deep breath. "Ginger, go into my room and wait there for me." He said. His tone was irritated. He looked away from me and sighed. "Now." He was looking at the men in the room but I knew the word was directed towards me. I slowly turned and walked upstairs. I became really nervous as I went to the end of the hall and opened the door to his room. I slowly walked in and closed the door. I was scared out of my mind. Butteflies were in my stomach. I took deep breaths. But panic started rising as I heard heavy footsteps approach the door. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as the door slowly opened. Shane walked in and slammed the door shut. His face was unreadable as he looked at me.

"I'm sorry that-" He shook his head. "Don't talk. It's just going to piss me off more." I kept my mouth shut. He turned and locked the door and then looked back at me as he blocked my only exit. "Shane. Please. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say it. Please...don't." I begged. He had a small smirk on his face. I don't know if it was good or bad. "See, the thing is, not only did you yell at me. But you yelled at me in front of my friends. And I find that very, very bad." There was a knock at the door. Finally, saved by the bell.

Shane sighed in an irritated way and unlocked the door. He forced it open and looked at someone. I moved to see who it was and noticed how the girl had hair the color of honey so I knew it was her. "What do you want, Honey?" He asked.

"Can I talk to you?" She asked. "No. I'm busy." He responded and slammed the door in her face and locked the door back. He turned back to me and once again had a smirk on his face. "Ginger, not only does this house have pleasure, it also has pain."

"I already knew that. I haven't felt anything but pain since I got here." I meant to only think that. I wasn't suppose to say it out loud. Shane tilted his head to the side and stared at me out of fascination. "You know, I should bring my friend, James in here and we should both fuck the shit out of you to teach you a lesson." I didn't say another word. I was still sore from last night.

Shane's eyes slowly trailed down my body and that's when I remembered I was more than half naked. His smirk turned into a grin. "I would love to give you pleasure right now but............you pissed me off so perhaps I should punish you." I shook my head and whispered. "No."

He nodded his head and whispered. "Yes. Come here, Ginger."

"My fucking name isn't Ginger!" I yelled. I didn't care what he did anymore. It was irritating being here. Shane fucking irritated me. He may be the best looking guy I've ever seen but he's a fucking prick and I hate him. He took my virginity and against my will.

He walked over to me. "What did you say?" He asked. His tone showed that he was frustrated. "I said that my name isn't Ginger." Shane's face was inches from mine. He was so close that if I made one move, our lips would brush against eachother. He placed his hand on my arm and squeezed. A whimper of pain escaped my mouth as he gripped my arm tightly and dug his nails in it.

"It's going to get much worst, Ginger." I looked at him with an apologetic look in my eyes and he just leaned down to kiss me. His body pressed mine into the wall with a hard force. I tried to push him off but he placed my wrist on the wall above my head. My body was trembling with fear. I kept my cries silent as he continued to violate my mouth.

His hands let my wrist go and went to the button on his pants. My eyes grew wide because I knew what's about to happen. He pulled away from the kiss for a second and smiled at me. "You're lucky I'm hard and just want to fuck you. Later, you will recieve your punishment." He breathed as he pulled down his pants and his boxers. He grabbed my red panties and forced them down extremely fast. Then his eyes went back to mine. His lips closed over mine again and I felt his hardness against my stomach. No. I can't let this happen again. With as much strength as possible, I pushed him. It had very little effect. He smiled. "Are you going to fight it?" He asked. I didn't answer. "You know fighting it isn't going to do anything but turn me on more. So fight as much as you want." I looked around the room for a weapon. Any weapon. There was the blow dryer but that was in the bathroom. I gathered enough spit in my mouth and spit in his face. Then I pushed him and headed for the door. "You bitch!" He shouted as I forced the door open and ran down the stairs. The girls were looking at me as I ran down the stairs. They looked confused. I pulled my panties back up. "Where's the door?!" I asked. Honey grabbed my hand and led me down a narrow hallway. I heard footsteps behind us and thought the guys were going to catch us. I turned back and saw other girls following us. Relief washed over me. I turned back as Honey brought me to a door. She grabbed a bobby pin out ot of her brunette hair and placed it in the lock. "Come on. Come on."

The girls behind us kept saying. They kept looking back to make sure no one was coming. Seconds before the lock was about to turn, a group full of guys ran to us and some of them grabbed the girls by their hair and pulled them back towards the livingroom. Shane was the only one left. Well him and James. Shane glared at me. "James, get Honey and do with her what you please." I grew fearful. "No. Don't do anything to her." I begged. "Shut the fuck up." Shane said angrily. James smiled at Honey and she looked away. "Come on." He grabbed her hand and forced her away. "Honey!" I cried. She looked back at me with tears in her eyes. I tried to go after her but Shane pushed me back against the door. "I'm going to show you what happens to girls who tries to escape." He said as he grabbed my wrist tightly. He led me down the hall. I was more than scared of what I was about to witness.


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