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Memories Of My Cousin Pierre

Novel By: MellYK

Tags: Rape, Sad, Virgin

Life when a cousin you love scars you and ends your life forever. View table of contents...


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Submitted:May 24, 2013    Reads: 477    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   

I woke up in a different bed and different room from the one Pierre had previously kept me in. The difference was clear; the room was bigger, the walls were a dark wash of grey and the curtains were wine red in colour as well as the sheets. Also unlike the former room, the windows weren't tinted black, you could actually see the slices of sunlight entering the room. The bed was king size and on each side of the wine red sheet covered bed were beautiful bedside lamps and I noticed that the one on the side of the bed I was laying on was lit. I knew who did that already, Pierre, but why? I wasn't like some kid who needed a bedside lamp on to fall asleep. I turned to the other side of the bed thinking of why he brought me to this new place and did all he had done. I won't be mistaken if I thought he was trying to be nice for once. Suddenly the door opened and I pretended I was sleeping. "Good morning my love, I trust you had a good night's rest" i felt the bed then sink where my back was and I immediately went into panick mode but still kept my eye's shut prentending I was sleeping. "come on my love, I know you're awake". I still held my eyes shut hoping Pierre would play along and accept that I didn't want him anywhere near me right now. I suddenly felt his hardness on my back and I gasped. One thing for sure I knew, he had caught me that I wasn't sleeping, and two, he was naked as was I. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin on mine.Knowing what was likely coming I quickly jumped off the bed and ran for the exit door but it was locked. I then ran to the bathroom door but it was also locked. My last option now was that of the door leading to the terrace as I began to run towards it when Pierre stood up and started walking slowly towards my direction saying in a calm voice with a smirk on his face . "what are you trying to do my love? You know what would happen between us is inevitable so why are you trying to run away from it". I quickly opened the door leading to the terrace and walked over to the balustrade. I looked down and saw the swimming pool below. Pierre was at the door watching me by this time and began to talk again with that same smirk on his face. "where are you going to go from here? Stop being stupid and come to me. I own you now and there is no escaping. You are simply here for my pleasure". I turned around and sreamed "you're a good for nothing bastard" and then jumped off the balcony into the swimming pool. I quickly got out and ran into the bushes near the house. I soon heared a car coming after me and then I turned back to look and it was Pierre. He had a gun in his hand. He stopped the car came out and shot at my leg. I screamed as I fell to the ground. Pierre was soon over me and spread my legs apart as I cried. His shaft was now at my entrance and he began pounding me with his flesh as he squeezed my breasts. I started passing out from the pain of what he was doing and the fact that I was losing a lot of blood from my leg. The last thing I remembered was Pierre carrying me back to the car and then I completely passed out. Author's note: Hi guys, I know it's been a long wait and I'm sorry. This is just to let you know that I just found my long lost story Lost And Trapped. I haven't been able to access that account and my email and so I created this. I am currently modifying that story into this so as to continue from this story. I hope you enjoy.


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