Author's Note: Bad things happen to Ginger in this chapter. Then again in just about every chapter something bad happens to her. There are a few more chapters left. Love you all for reading this.
Chapter 8: You're doing this on purpose
I was sitting on the window seel staring out the small window. My hair was a mess. There was bruises all over my body and my brain felt numb. My entire body felt numb. Shane came over to me and made me look at him. "Why the long face?" He asked smiling. He knew why I looked the way I did. I wanted to leave. To be happy. To smile and laugh with my friends and family again. "Get away from me." I whispered. His smile vanished and his eyes became dark with anger. "And if I don't?" He asked. I knew there was nothing I could do. I couldn't go anywhere. I could do anything. I was trapped and it doesn't seem like I was going anywhere anytime soon.
My heart thumped violently as he stared deep in my eyes. "You're sleeping in my room tonight. I just hope you know that." He slowly turned and walked away. If he wanted me to sleep in his room, then I know he wants to violate me.
The one person that can make me smile at least a little walked in. Honey smiled at me and hugged me tightly. "Hi." She whispered.
"Why are you whispering?" I asked. Her smile slowly faded. "Shane told me to stay away from you."
"Why would he tell you that?" I asked. She looked at me like the answer was obvious. "Two reasons. One, we might try to make another attempt at escaping and two, he wants you only to himself."
"What?" I asked.
"Is it really taking you this long to see that he's falling in love with you?" She asked. I thought about it for a second. "He has a funny way of showing it." I said. She leaned against the wall.
"I know he does but I see the way he looks at you even if it is mostly with anger. He doesn't treat you like he treats the other girls."
"Him being in love with me isn't a good thing." I said. I was talking to myself but I didn't mean to say it aloud. Shane came back into the room. He was holding the same peach colored pills and a glass of water. He gave them to me. "What are these pills for?" I asked. He didn't answer me. His eyes looked to Honey. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from her?" Honey looked down to the floor.
"Leave. Now." He demanded. She glanced at me once before walking away. He looked back to me and a small smile appeared on his face. "Take the pills and drink your water." He said and gave them to me. I looked down at them. They were small and peach colored. "I don't want to. Not until you tell me what they're for." I said. He let out a frustrated sigh. He knocked the glass of water and the pills out of my hand. He pressed me against the wall. "Do you understand how fucking angry you make me?" He asked. I stared into his green eyes. "I'm sorry." I whispered.
His eyes grew from anger to lust. He lifted up my short skirt and pulled my panties down. "No. Shane. Please don't." I begged.
"Shh. Be quiet and just enjoy it." He whispered. His hands softly rubbed my clit in cirlces while he kissed my neck.It felt good but I knew this was wrong. "No. Stop it." I said pushing him away. "Not today, Ginger."
"What?" I asked in confusion.
"Don't piss me off today." He whispered and began to kiss me again. He stuck two fingers inside me pushing them in and out of me. I could feel myself getting wet. My body was betraying me. I hated him for making me feel this way against my will. He pulled his lips apart from mine. "You're wet for me aren't you?" He asked. I didn't answer. I was embarrased and angry.
"Follow me upstairs." I didn't do anything and just stared at him. "It's either you follow me or I carry you. Make your choice." He said. I sighed, grabbed my panties and followed him upstairs to his room. He closed it and locked the door. "Lay down on the bed." He ordered. I nodded and laid down. He pulled my skirt off of me and then got on the bed with me. "I'm not going to fuck you. Not until later tonight anyway. Right now is about your pleasure."
"What do you mean?" I asked looking at him.
"I'll show you exactly what I mean." He said and as he said that. He leaned down and gently blew on my clit. I sucked in a breath and closed my eyes. He placed my legs on his shoulder and buried his face into my pussy.
I threw my head back on the pillow and clutched the sheets in my hand. "No. S-Shane.....Stop." I breathed. He licked and sucked on my clit making me wetter than ever. I felt sensations running through my body. I never felt this before. I felt his tongue go deep inside of me making me moan. Why am I giving him the satisfaction? I don't know but I couldn't help how good it felt.
I grabbed his hair between my fingers and pulled. I moaned his name as he tongue fucked me. I fet a shock of pleasure deep down inside of me. It was almost painful as the pleasure got more and more intense.
I suddenly felt a very weird but sensational feeling coming to the surface of my pussy. I cried out as I felt my release. My eyes were closed and my breath was heavy. I was ashamed that I liked it. Extremely ashamed. Tears began to roll down my face. He placed my legs back down and I opened my eyes to see him face to face with me. He parted my lips with his and I could taste myself on his lips and it surprisingly turned me on. But it was embarrasing at the same time.
He pulled back and looked into my eyes. "You taste so good." he whispered. I was disguted by him and myself. "I hate you." I responded. He smiled and kissed me again.
"You hate me but you liked it." He got me there. I didn't answer and his smile became wider. "Basically the thing is, I can bring you pleasure whenever I want to. All those times we've fucked and you never came, that was only because I didn't want you to cum. But as long as you start to obey me and not be a smart ass 24/7, I'll fuck you and eat you out and make you cum whenever and wherever you want to. Understand?" I slowly nodded. He kissed me once again before getting up. "Lunch will be soon. Get dressed and be downstairs in twenty minutes." He unlocked the door, opened it and then closed it. I just laid there ashamed of what I just let happen. I should have stopped him.
I took a shower and got dressed in a pink skimpy outfit that was laid out for me. I placed my feet in the hot pink heels and combed my and then I was off downstairs. I walked through the kitchen and saw Honey. I saw her taking the peach colored pills. "What are those? He keep giving them to me." I said. She placed one in her mouth and washed it down with a bottle of water. When it disappeared she sat the water down. "Birth control pills." I stared at her in disbelief. "You cannot be serious." I said. She nodded.
"He's been giving me birth control pills? How does he even know when I have to take him?" She shrugged. "Most likely one of the girls told him how they work."
"What he has a problem with wearing condoms?" I asked her. Her eyes were focused on something behind me.
"Actually, I do." I closed my eyes knowing that voice. I turned and he was glaring at me. "Fucking feels better without a condom. So I got birth control pills. And if you must know, Paradise gave me the information about them. So....I have every girl in this house take the pills."
"But how do you keep that up? Like how do you keep track of what days everyone has to take them?"
"That's my business Ginger. You're getting a little too nosy." He grabbed my arm and brought me into the diningroom. We sat down and I ate lunch silently while the guys talked and laughed. Shane kept rubbing his hand up and down my thigh. A guy that looked slightly older than all the other guys walked in and the whole place grew quiet. His hair was dark and he had brown eyes. His skin the same color as Shane's. I looked back and forth between them. They had to be father and son. It was so obvious. Shane smiled and got up. He walked forward and hugged the man. "Nice to see you son." The man said. He was actually kind of hot for a dad. He let go of Shane.
"Pick one you want." Shane said looking at the table of girls. His dad was in on this whole thing too? Was every guy a fucking rapist? His father looked at all the girls through the table and his eyes suddenly looked at me. I saw a devious smile appear on his face. Shane must have seen it too because he stiffened. "Her." His dad said pointing to me. I suddenly felt scared and nervous.
"No." Shane said. His dad looked at him. Well he was glaring at him. "No?" He asked. Shane cleared his throat. "I mean. Anybody but her." He said.
"Why?" He asked. Shane looked at me for a second and then down to the floor. "Only I can have her. I'm the only one that sleeps with her. James made her perform oral sex on him and I......I killed him."
"James was your bestfriend. And you killed him for a slut?" Shane glanced at me and then down to the floor. His father's eyes looked back at me. "Come here, darling." He said.
I was so scared. More afraid of him than I ever was of Shane. I scooted the chair back and then got up. I pushed the chair in and walked down the aisle as everyone looked at me. His father held out his hand and I placed my hand in his. "What's your name, beautiful?"
I looked at Shane and he sent me a warning glare. "It's Ginger." I answered. He smiled. "How old are you, Ginger?"
"Sixteen." I answered. His dad immediatley looked at Shane. "Sixteen? You picked up a sixteen year old?"
"I didn't know she was that old at the time, dad. I'm sorry." Shane answered. His dad shook his head. His eyes went back to mine.
"Ginger, turn around for me." He said letting go of my hand. I slowly obeyed. I knew he was looking at my ass. I turned back to face him and I saw a satisfied smile on his face. "I want her." He said.
Shane looked upset. "Can I talk to her first?" Shane asked.
His dad nodded once. Shane grabbed my arm and led me to the kitchen. He pressed me against the counter. Anger was in his eyes. "I can't believe he wants you. You of all people." He paced around the kitchen.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked. He stopped to look at me. "No. I just don't want anyone else to fuck you." He answered. He looked into my eyes. "My dad is worst than me. If you don't do what he says, he'll hurt you. Bad. Just do what he wants. Pleasure him. Just Don't Pisss Him Off." The way he said it had me scared. I nodded once. I was about to go back into the diningroom, but Shane pulled me to him and kissed me. When he pulled back, his lips trailed down to my ear. "No matter who fucks you, you'll always belong to me." I closed my eyes to keep from crying. I didn't want to be fucked and I didn't want to be Shane's but looks like both of were happening to me.
"Okay." I answered. He kissed me again before leading me back to the diningroom. He brought me back to his dad. "Let's go." He grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to the fourth floor. I never been up here. I thought downstairs was nice. The fourth floor was unbelievable. He led me to a huge bedroom. The carpet was burgandy and the bed spread was black with burgandy and white stripes on it. The room smelled like cinnamon. I heard him close the door behind me and I heard the door being locked. I turned around and saw him taking his black tie off. "How experienced are you Ginger?" He asked. I didn't know what he meant. He smiled.
"Sexually. How experienced are you sexually?" I shrugged. "Um......well. Shane took my virginity and ever since then, he's been raping me and I just lay there and let him so I'm not very experienced."
"You were a virgin when you came here?" I nodded. He sighed. "Shane is stupid. So very stupid but he does have good taste in girls." He said walking towards me.
"I just want you to know that if you try to run or hit or escape from me, it's going to be painful. And that's not a threat but it's a promise." He said. He opened my pink corset and let it fall to the floor. "Sit on the bed." He said. I listened to him and he got down on his knees in fron of me. He lifted my legs and pulled my knee high stockings off and then made me get up and pulled my panties down. Embarassment and nervousness was flooding throughout my body. He smiled as his eye roamed over my body. "You are definitely a piece of art." He said.
He took off his jacket and unbuttoned his black shirt. He placed them on the bed. I was about to get on the bed but he told me not to. Once his clothes was off, he looked at me. "You'll do whatever I say okay, slut?"
"My name is Haley. Not slut." I said angrily. He smiled. His grabbed a hand full of my hair and I screamed in pain as he pressed me against the long black dresser. He forced his lips on mine and when I rejected, he slapped me hard leaving burning feeling on my cheek. He forced everything that was on the dresser onto the floor and placed me on the dresser. I cried as he forced himself inside of me. He kissed me hungrily and thrusted in and out of me. "You're so tight." He moaned. "Get off of me!" I cried trying to push him. "He grabbed my hair and yanked it back forcing me to look up at him. "I suggest you shut up before I throw you out the window head first."
I finally managed to push him off of me and as soon as I made it to the door, I felt a searing pain go through my head as it hit the door and I fell to the floor.
My head hit the floor harshly and I immediatley developed a headache. I felt him looking down at me. "You want to push me away, slut?" He asked. I suddenly felt his fist connect with my face leaving my jaw sore."Fucking bitch." He muttered.
"Now, I'm going to fuck you and you're to take it. You understand me?" He asked as he turned me over on my stomach and entered me from behind. It was one of the most painful tortures I've ever felt.