67. Forced Sex

Elisha’s POV

He took me back to my cell and slapped my face out of the blue. His blows were so hard that my lips were burning and bleeding. He grabbed my chin and looked at my lips. He licked the blood on my lips and said, "Fuck."

I struggled to push him away but he was too persistent this time, and demanded, “I want more.”

“Arman! No! This is not what I want! Stop!” he kissed my lips, and I was melting in his arms, and suddenly his kiss became rough; he plowed me on all fours on the table, and he tore my dress apart, “Shut the fuck up!”

He split my legs apart and put his buzzing manhood on my entrance from behind. I screamed in pain because he didn't say anything; he just pushed himself inside me like he was tearing me apart. "Ughhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Tears slowly ran down my temple, and he cupped my breast, "This the least you could do to me, and if you run away again because you want to escape all your sins. I'll fuck you until you can't breathe."

I gasped every time he came in or we