The Augury

Part 91

[Jabu]

No one but Mbali had ever touched me before, and now some stranger forced himself on me, I wiped a tear that dropped down from my eyes, as I focused on the road

~~~flash back~~~
He only spent a few moments mauling my breasts before moving down my body. He reaches out and grabbed my panties, with one hard tug yanked them down my legs and off of me. He then grabbed my legs at the ankles and pushed them back to my chest, He had no trouble holding my wrists and ankles at the same time.

I knew what's about to happen but failed to cry out, Like a posses puppet I'm under his spell, submissive to his touch and command, punished for walking away from Mbali,

I felt him, pushed a finger inside my pussy. I let out a gasp at feeling it and I closed my eyes and cried. He worked his finger in and out a few times before saying “Jesus you so tight"
He worked his finger in and out till I started to get wet then he quickly slipped his finger out, and I heard him take down his pants. I didn’t want to look, but when I felt him spread my pussy lips open I opened my eyes and looked down. I freaked when I saw his cock. It was huge. Long and very thick.
screamed out

“PLEASE NOOO! IT'S TOO BIG”!!!

He looked right into my eyes and said “you’ll learn to love it.” Then with a hard thrust, he forced his cock into my pussy hole. I cried out as my pussy spread more than I have ever felt, tearing forcefully swallowing him whole,

"You’re mine, Jabulile,” he said softly, pressing himself into my depths
“Mine alone, now and forever. Mine, whether it's your will or not.”
He was reaming me with a hard thrust, He then pulled back and pushed in slowly a few times, before pulling almost all the way out, and then as before he thrust forward real hard and forced his entire cock up inside me.
He stayed deep inside me for a moment, then pulled back and began to rapidly piston his cock in and out of me. I was so mentally spent from what was happening, I cried out “O MY GOD IT HART" and for a second did not even realize I said it.

He kept pumping away inside of me. The initial pain of his large cock being forced inside me soon went away, and in its place, a tingling started in my pussy and belly.  He pinned me into the mattress every time he thrust inside me.

Soon the feeling became more intense. I closed my eyes and found myself halfway between pleasure and confusion. I always thought of orgasms like a hurricane, with all my nerves twisting and turning and rising up out of my body.

This time, I found myself in the eye of the storm, calm and numb, while my body twisted and turned around me I squeezed my eyes shut and closed my mouth to try to hide the pleasure that was sweeping over me. My mind raced. How, could this be happing!? I was getting raped! I didn’t want it to feel good!! But try as I could to fight it off, it got to feeling even better. It has been a long time since I felt this pleasure it was nothing I ever felt well with my Girlfriend. And even past how good it ever felt when I touched myself. It built till I was having a full-blown orgasm. Something I had never had with Mbali. I could not hold back anymore, my mouth opened, and I let out quick sharp moans
“YA! see I told you, you would love it”
His voice deep bold in my ear,
My orgasm peaked and then I came. My juices poured out of me, and I shut my eyes in the utter shame of it all. I felt like a whore.
“I want to own you, to possess you, body and soul...no man or women will ever taste this again "

Right after I stopped cumming, he shorted up his strokes and let out an “O ya Oya mmmm!” He pushed his cock all the way in, and I felt his cum spray all over deep inside me.

He lay on top of me, his cock still firmly buried in my pussy. He looked into my eyes, his dark eyes so lazy and sexy as he said
"mmmm yes you so sweet "
I looked away, not wanting to let him see how I enjoyed it and how he makes me feel more shame than I already did. 
~~end of flashback ~~

I Parker my car on the side of the road and ran out and vomited. Dlashbacks from that night have been tormenting me, I had sex with a man, thinking about him makes me shiver, feel cold, and hot and lately makes me sick,
I hear his voice, his laugh, his lazy eyes, and that distinguished side smile, with a match stick on his lip not forgetting that gum he chews like a cow.

I closed the door of my car and held my face, I'm trying so to scrub away my memories of the assault, but every time I do what remained is  the attraction I felt toward him
"what's happening to me? "

We’re taught that rapists are monsters. But why do I fee feel human feelings for the Guy who violated me?
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To be continued