I THOUGHT U WERE MY PROTECTER? VLADIMIR TOD LOVE STORY YAOI prologe

            RECAP…      

“Really? ‘Cause I thought tonight we’d have more fun, besides Otis isn’t home for another three hours, and Nelly works ‘till five am.” Henry was breathing in my ear causing me to shiver and for him to laugh, oh how I despised him and feared him together. It made my insides churn and crumble.

“I’m coming over, so be ready!” Henry snarled and dropped me on my arse, walking away to probably get his ‘love toy, or torture devises as I call them.

            STORY START…

On my walk home I thought of all the horror I would endure tonight, probably be to sore to go to school tomorrow, I shivered at the thought, just imagine; you know the pain you’ll endure when you go to the only place you have, but you still have to go. The walk to my own home is gut churning I know the feeling of being ripped you know the pain that will come to you, but you still must go to that place. When I got home I ran up to my room to hide at  my old house, but when I opened the  I saw Henry, a bag and a huge smirk waiting for me.

“Hello, Vlad. I thought we could start a bit early, ‘cause you see, I’m already hard!” Henry laughed; I gulped and thought of last time, though last time he had friends to help him.

“No, NononononononoNO!!!!!!” I silently screamed/cried as Henry walked over, grasping my thin wrist. I sobbed and pulled, no that’s an understatement, I YANKED at my wrist to get free from this hell for I was unable to get blood because Nelly got moved to where she couldn’t sneak any blood packs home.

            I was yanked from my thoughts when Henry crashed his brutal lips to mine, I could already feel them bruising and winced in pain. I was a masochist, but with Henry I really felt nothing no matter what, well except for pain, a lot of pain. Henry threw me on my bed and I gasped for air, greedily taking in gulps of air from the lack of oxygen and force from the rather hard landing.

            Henry jumped on the bed straddling my waist and roughly grounding his hips to mine. I gasped and struggled to get away from the pain that was blinding my vision with thousands upon thousands of black dots; I could feel Henry getting harder as he took pleasure in all he was doing to me.

“Good god Vlad! Scream, Scream out my name and moan!” Henry groaned, shouting at the end. When I just silently sobbed on the brink of unconsciousness when it has not even begun, Henry pulled my head back from my hair and roughly thrust his hips against mine; I saw a blinding light before my vision came back splotchy.

            While I tried to gain sense of what was happening I felt something pull my pants down. Wait what!? What could have pulled my pants and boxers off?

            As I was pondering I was suddenly brought back to my senses as a binding white pain filled me as Henry thrust into me; no preparation, no waiting for me to get used to it as he pounded, and no lube!

            I felt myself contract as he pushed in roughly and pulled out, tearing me in the process. I relaxed as Henry pulled out, only to be brought to more pain when he placed seven medium sized metal balls in me.

I was almost unconscious but still felt everything, the very cold sensation of the metal, the seven balls moving slightly as I contracted and writhed in pain and the pain and intense warm feel of blood as Henry pulled them out of me by the string attached to them all.

            I screamed in agony and felt myself slowly sink into an unconscious wave of pain.