Free Beast of Venery by Isabell Lawless

whole system turned on high alert. A face she knew too well was hovering over hers. That face couldn't be mistaken even in the worst blurriness of her vision. Brian. This was very bad.
                  “Hey, Welcome to our show tonight baby.”
                  What? Total confusion went through her mind.
                  “They say your eyes are the opening to your soul baby, so let's show our dear Andy here what your soul has remembered from our time together. Us. You and me. The love we shared, the sex we had, and the beautiful way we were together. I made you feel so fucking beautiful then. I don't know what he has done to you, but if you come back to me I promise to make you beautiful again.”
                  His lean hands were pushed flat down on the table framing each side of her body, and whispered words in her ear. He moved himself slightly over her and put his left warm, sweaty cheek tenderly against hers. His line of vision followed hers in the same direction, at Andy. Without seeing it, she felt the muscles in his face turn his mouth into a vicious grin.
                  “Hmm...” His breath came out through his nostrils and made it sound like he had just sniffed a thousand scented flowers on a summer field. He obviously enjoyed her like this and the scent of her skin. Maybe it was more the taunting of Andy than admiring her body. She saw him close his eyes and suck his upper lip into his mouth between his teeth.
                  “I'm going to fuck you now. Like I used to... make sure your little boy is watching us.”
    His breathing turned heavy, and with his lips and disgusting tongue, he licked her right cheek to taste the saltiness of her skin. As evil as the snake in the garden of Eve she could cut the neck of that slithering thing coming out of his mouth to cover her in wet saliva.
                  “Does he know how you really like it, baby?”
                  He tried to make his voice seductive letting his whisper blow just by her ear. The air from his lungs was warm, but a chill still vibrated through her body. She knew that tone of voice as the back of her own hand. Still hovering over her, he faced a stunned Andy once more.
                  “She likes it rough, Andy, and I'm not quite sure you know just how fucking rough. She can really take a pounding, did you know that? I mean really hard. You need to watch and learn, just like I made her watch movies and learn. Take some mental notes for the future, man. Let this be an enlightenment to how my girl likes it, okay.”
                  Every thought in her brain and every single muscle in her body screamed in fear.
                  “NO! Please stop! Don't do this!”
                  Her body seemed to misunderstand any and all mental commands, and remained completely motionless in its place. Her mouth could not produce the words she so desperately wanted to scream and yell. Muscles unable to fight back the coming intrusion. 
                  Instead, she was left with the single thing she would so desperately try to avoid; she had to keep her open eyes glued on Andy while another man's investigating hands were moving hard and slow down her body.             
                  Tightening around her neck to feel her pulse, his hands ran down over her collar bone, onto her chest, around the outside of her breasts, cupping them roughly then pulling hard on her nipples. All she could think of was Andy, and all the things she wanted to tell him right there and then.
                  “No, I don't like it this way at all! I have never liked it this way. Please don't believe what he is telling you. He's not right and don't ever think that what you do to me when we make love is not enough, or that I don't love your touch.” 
                  She prayed to