in a big beautiful house and I had someone cooking for me, doing my clothes, taking care of me for the first time in a very long time. It was everything I had always wished I could have again. Then one night everything changed.
Ryan, Robert’s son had gotten into trouble on campus once again and was thrown out of his dorm. His mother refused to let him move back in with her so he came to live with his father, my mother and I. He moved in but kept to himself at first, we hardly ever saw him. He never ate with us or watched television in the living room. He would lock himself in his room and blast the stereo with his plate of food saying he had homework to do.
I had only seen him a handful of times before he moved in and he hadn’t even remembered my name. He was nineteen or twenty years old and I thought he was so hot and mysterious. I was nervous whenever I was in a room with him, afraid I would say something stupid and he would think I was a silly little girl. The best was when he had his friends over and I got to spy on them from afar. They were all good looking and seemed so cool to me when they would hide on the side of the house smoking pot and drinking beers.
Then one night my mother and Robert went to an event at the university and I was home alone or so I had thought. Ryan must have come home after I went up to bed. I heard my bedroom door open and I thought it was my mother coming to check on me at first. Then I smelled the smoke in the air and when I looked up Ryan was standing over my bed. He didn’t say a word to me but he had this look in his eyes that sent a chill down my spine. Before I could process the warning my brain was sending my body he ripped the blankets off of me and I noticed that he was standing there masturbating. I thought maybe he was sleepwalking so I started to yell his name to wake him up but he spit out, “Shut the fuck up. No one is home to hear you.”
I was scared and didn’t know what to do so I listened to him and kept quiet. He climbed on top of me and yanked my panties down, that was when I knew what he was going to do. I tried to beg him to stop but he told me to stop being a baby. He said he had seen the way I had been looking at him. He told me he knew I wanted him. I told him that I didn’t and that I was a virgin and all he said was, “Good to know, haven’t had one of those in ages” before he pulled his shirt over his head and shoved it under me. “So you won’t bleed all over the sheets when I pop your cherry” he explained. “Wouldn’t want Mommy Dearest asking any questions.”
He shoved into me and I screamed out in pain but it only made him move into me harder and faster so I did my best to just lie there and let him finish. When he did he told me not to tell anyone or he’d tell them that I was a little slut and had come on to him and that he turned me away so I was making the whole thing up to get him into trouble. He told me no one would believe me over him. He laughed at me saying, “Look at you, then look at me. Who do you think they are going to think wanted who? Huh?” Then he said “Sleep tight” and left my room.
I awoke with a start. I was sweating and screaming for help. I was confused and disoriented, I couldn’t figure out where I was. I didn’t know how long I had been screaming. I heard the knocking on the door and then I heard a semi familiar voice saying, “Fuck it” as I heard the door to my apartment open. When the door to my bedroom burst open I was curled in a ball in the far corner of my room like a caged animal.
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Damian left Sydney in her apartment and went to his own. As soon as he walked into his penthouse he headed to his room. He switched on the cameras so he could watch her. He had installed the cameras in the apartment years ago so he could watch his subs for many different reasons. Most times it was to be sure they were doing as he said especially when he was delaying