Page 48 of Ruin

No, you’re fucking not.

I sign, which makes him laugh. “You just said it would be fun.”

Well, it seems like for the entire year, I’m stuck on D. What’s the point of fighting?

There is never any point in fighting; it doesn’t get you anywhere. No one listens to you, and when you do finally talk, you get laughed at. Or you’re called a liar, or told you’ve been through trauma because of your mom, always wanting to put the blame on me. So, what’s the point?

Declan laughs, a full on hard laugh. “I think I have to get it tattooed on you, you know. Stuck on D.”

I flip my middle finger up at him, dickhead. Declan eats his burger and I finally get some peace from the asshole.

I’ve been standing in the middle of the room for about half an hour now. He hasn’t said a word to me.

“Remove your top and bra.” Declan goes through my school bag and pulls out the box he left me. Removing my clothes, I place them on the floor and stand there waiting for him to start whatever it is. “Open it.” He walks over to me and hands me the box.

Opening the box, I look up at him, then back down at the two dragon nipple rings. Declan leans in closer and sucks on my nipple hard, then bites it hard. God, I don’t want him to stop, but I keep my hands to the side of my body. He pinches my other nipple, getting them hard, and ready for the new rings.

Declan pulls away from me and stands up straight, looking down at me. “Remove them,” he demands, as he takes the box from me.

I look down at my nipples and start unscrewing the bars, removing both. Looking back at Declan as he licks his lips, holding the dragon ring, flicking my nipple a few times with his finger, then closing the small gap between us. He kneels a little and starts placing the ring on my nipples. I close my eyes as this feels strange to me. I moan a little as he pulls on the rings to make sure they are in. But he kisses the side of my neck as he continues to tug on my new nipple rings.

“Undo my jeans, play with my dick, and get it ready.” He grabs my tits and starts sucking on them, and I do as he’s asked. Undoing his jeans, I grab his already hard dick.

“Lie down.” My body tenses up on me. Is he about to fuck me? I bite on my lower lip. “Lie. Down. Now.” Declan demands, and I slowly lower myself on the rug.

I can feel my body shaking as I hear him walking away from me, my eyes closed, not wanting to witness this with my eyes. My body has to, but it doesn’t mean I have to watch it.

My body jolts when I feel something dripping on my breast, and I open my eyes. He’s pouring baby oil over them, and he stands over me without his jeans. Declan lowers himself, legs on either side of me, and slaps my tits hard, not once, but four times. His dick is in the middle of my breasts, and he moves his hips, pumping between my tits.

“Push them together!” Declan shouts, then wipes the tear I didn’t even know had escaped my eyes. “I knew they would be a good fuck. Tight around me.” Declan goes a little faster, pulling on my nipples, which makes a moan escape me, a small one, but one escapes. He continues to pump his dick between my breasts.

I’ve never moaned when sex is involved, never.

“Open your eyes. I want to see them.” I do as he’s asked, and see him staring down at me, and he wipes the tears away again. I don’t even know what I’m crying about anymore. The amount I cry, you would think I have nothing left in me, but here I am crying because it’s the first time I’ve moaned in pleasure.

How fucked up does that make me?

Declan stops, and puts his arm over my head, and stretches his body out as if he’s ready to do a press up or something.

“Open.” I open my mouth for him, and he thrusts his dick inside hard. He continues to thrust inside my mouth. Feeling him hit the back of my throat a few times, then I choke a little, not ready for how he has picked up his speed. “Suck me!” Declan shouts, and I do, without being told, I take the tip of my nails and start teasing his balls. “Fuck!” I hear Declan, and I continue to do it a few more times. “Fuck!” He comes hard, his cum making me choke, but Declan doesn’t pull out, so I suck and try to swallow, which takes me three times to finally take it all in.

Declan moves his hip up and down a few more times before he pulls out of me, and stands up, looking down at me, smiling.

“Your fucking mouth is so good to fuck. The stud scraping the bottom of my dick hits me every time.” Declan takes a small step back, so he’s standing over me. “Open your mouth.” I do, and he spits in my mouth. “Swallow. Good girl.” He rubs his dick again, and I see him getting hard once again as he looks at my body. “I’m going to tattoo your body one day. I’m going to draw you something, and you will get it done.” I nod, which makes him smile once again. “Open.” He spits in my mouth once again, and then he spits again. “I’m going to enjoy fucking your mouth a few more times today. This time I want you to touch yourself, but you don’t get to come.” Declan sits down, and slaps my face with his hard dick, before pushing it into my mouth, and I suck.

This is my night, but how many blowjobs can I give him before my mouth can’t take anymore? But the better question is, will Declan care if I can’t do it anymore?

TWELVE

DECLAN

I thinkthis has got to be the worst night of my life. I used to live like a fucking king at home, a king sized bed, a beautiful cover on top of me, almost ten hours of sleep, lots of warmth. Everything was amazing. What do I get now? My first night here, and I got one hour of sleep, if I was lucky.

I sleep on a fucked up mattress, which has more springs coming out of it than there are in it. No blanket, it’s absolutely fucking freezing in this place. I take a big sigh, looking around. I don’t think anyone sleeps in this place. How can you when the shouting and screams happen throughout the night? If someone stops screaming, within seconds someone else starts again.

At night I kept wondering if it was because someone was hurting someone, or if this place had made them go mad, and they’re screaming because they want to.

There’s no way for me to even know what time it is in the day. Like, how did Cain do this for so long, one night and I want to leave?

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