Wedding Invite

ERICKSON ROERIG:

"Please... Noh!!"

Ruth grunt on the floor in her thrashed clothes, if you even call them clothes even, they were basically lingeries, and that too thrashed one.

Martin had his shoe pressed against the side of her wet body, soaked in his guards' piss, as he was grinding his shoe against the side of her head, making it bleed.

"You wanted water, didn't you, your highness?! Have it! There's lots on the floor!"

"Noh!!" She cried, loud.

He was compelling her to lick the piss off the floor.

"Come on queen Roerig, I won't let you go, until you lick it up all clean!"

He kicked into her head strongly hurting her, making her a bloody mess big time.

"DO IT!! MISSUS ROERIG?!"

And shaking with pain and wounds, she finally took out her tongue and started to lick the piss off the floor, sobbing silently in pain.

"The burn marks are very serious, it's gonna take time for Les to wake up!"

Dr. Scherzinger interrupted me midway as I shut off my cellphone and threw it aside.

"Yeah, I know!"

I sucked in a deep breath and leaned back into my couch with my arm crossed over my head

"Where's Ruth, Eric?" Dr. Scherzinger asked me.

"I wish I knew!" I said with a loud sigh.

"Is she alright" He asked again

"Exactly the way she used to be like with me!" I replied getting back up there to grab onto a cigarette and the lighter.

"You mean the worst condition possible!"

"....."

I didn't reply.

It's not like I didn't know this would happen. Why was I even not showing her off to the world as my weakness?!

This was the reason.

I do shit to her but I fix her too.

He won't.

He would just break her and then dispose her off.

I could save Ruth?

I just had to call Martin!

But that would only probe the fact that I'm weak for this girl!

Damn it Ruth?!

You make me so fucking helpless!!

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RUTH WALKER:

"Ple-a-"

I took a loud gasp as the water was cold, very cold, enough to freeze me to my death.

He was using a water hose to clean the piss off of me, the cold water hitting me like lasers.

"Aaaahh!! Noh!!"

I felt like drowning, the water was so chilly that my entire body was shaking.

"Cold water on wounds heal them better don't they?" He said, laughing like a maniac sadist.

"Pl-please, Lemme g-go!!" I grunt fighting through the water trying to hug myself closer, "I-It h-hurts!"

He finally turned off the water and got rid of his shirt.

"Now that you're cold, Lemme give you some warmth, your highness!"

And immediately, he grabbed me off the floor, dashed me against one of the wooden drawers and started to fuck me.

"Agh! Agh! NO!! Stop! Please!! Mmhh!"

I kept grunting with every rough thrust he took inside me.

I was done, he eventually raped me.

And to him it was rape!

A fuck to revenge.

A fuck to show his domination over all of me.

The images from my past started taking shape before my eyes while my mind kept thinking if Eric would ever come to save me here.

But then...

The broken memories of my past, says vice versa.

.

.

"Please no! Eric, I take my words back!! NO! Please, if you want to, you rape me, don't hand me over to your men, PLEASE!!!"

I was in his feet begging him all naked with all his men lusting one with their dicks out.

"Please, Er-ric! D-do anything, whatever you want w-with me, I-I'm all y-yours. D-don't hand me to your men!!"

He just casually jerked me off from his leg as if he was discarding a used can and walked away with a statement.

"You should have thought before comparing me to them amore, Now try and check yourself, who was better to be raped by? Me?! Or Them?"

His men started to drag me down into the room from my legs as I kept screaming out for Eric.

"Eric! PLEASE!! NO!! STOP!! SSSTTOOOOOPP!!"

.

.

"S- stop!"

I whispered, my mind convinced to it's core that he won't.

He grabbed onto my ass and squeezed it some more to fuck me harder.

"Ah.. hmm.. fu-ck.. yea- hm!"

I heard his moans while his nose hovered all through my face, his breath warming my skin.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as the deja-vu I just had, it somehow convinced me that he Eric, he won't come.

He didn't save me that day, he won't save me now either.

"Don't worry, your highness!"

He moaned into my skin, his face too closer to mine, while he still kept hitting inside me, hanging down from one of the huge rods in that room.

"I'm not heartless! I won't share an impeccable beauty like yours with my men! I'll be the only one riding your insides!"

"Agh!"

I jerked my body upwards, with his hard thrust as tears gushed down my cheeks.

"Th-thank y-you-!"

I said.

Yeah, I was thankful to him, because, the man I was with earlier took a very keen interest into sharing me with as many men as it could get!

He looked at me strangely amused at my words and then wrapped my legs more strongly around his abdomen, thrusting harder, going deeper, hitting the very end of my walls.

"You're welcome!" He chuckled.

"Oh I completely forgot!" He said suddenly shoving me against a surface on my stomach and took out his cellphone dialing someone.

"I'm thinking facetime with your man, while we're at it? What say!"

"H-he won't c-care!"

I stuttered.

I wanted to know too, if he would care or not. I know that he won't, he never dies but I so wish that maybe....?

It started ringing and finally Eric picked up.

I saw his face.

He was watching me, pressed under Martin's gigantic body as he was thrusting roughly over and over in my ass with tears rolling down my cheeks.

Why do I feel sad.

I didn't hope for something, anything!

It's not like I didn't know any of this.

He didn't care.

He had a poker face pulled up all along the thirty seconds he watched me silently.

And the first word he said, broke my heart in zillion little pieces.

"How is she? Appetising enough?"

My ears, ringed his question to Martin over and over again as I stared at his self, all stoned being taken by Martin just like that.

No grunts, no words.

What my heart was feeling in this moment was beyond all of the torture Martin was doing to my ass

"You know you should try both holes with her. She makes better moans, with that!"

He said chuckling.

ERICKSON ROERIG:

"Really Roerig! I thought one can't watch your woman fucked?"

"Ugh come on! My woman? I don't care what you do with her Martin. Fuck her, let your men fuck her, let your dogs fuck her, I seriously don't care!"

"So then, I'm keeping her for longer, she sure is a divine beauty!" Martin said chuckling and got off of her, hitting his cum inside her.

She shuddered and fell off the table on the ground loosing all of her balance.

"And don't worry. I'm not you! I don't share whores with servants. That's just too.... Dirty! Richie's are okay, they maintain hygiene but riding a hole where servants has been either is just..."

And he shrugged making disgusted expressions.

"Well, you're riding a hole my servants have been through!" I said with a smirk.

And he looked over at Ruth knocked out on the floor with an amused expression.

"Is that so?"

"Um-hm!" I bit my lips with a sly smile.

"Okay, I guess I took the wrong woman then!"

"Oh, I just recalled when you mentioned women, I'll be sending over a man with an invite to your mantion in L.A." I said.

"Invite?" He scoffed.

"Ofcourse Martin, we are friends, aren't we? You're definitely coming to my wedding aren't you?"

"You're getting married?" He looked at me shocked and turned to look at Ruth either, "and that too not with Ruth?"

"Yeah! I'm marrying my girlfriend, Leslie. This weekend, at St. Diego. It's where Leslie wants her dream wedding to be held!"

"Oh? Umm.. Sure!"

Martin scoffed and then looked at Ruth again.

"Hey, uhh, do you know that this woman really gave her heart to you?"

I smirk.

What is it with her that every other guy takes pitty on her immediately!

"Yeah, she gave her heart to me, I played with a little while, got bored and crushed it under my feet! I'm not the kind of a guy you are safe to fall for!"

Martin's laughed at that.

"Well, none of us are. Men like us can give only one thing to women. The Stockholm Syndrome."

"I'll see ya at the wedding." I say and disconnected the call.

I looked over at the burn victim on the bed. She slowly started to make movements as the nurses around her took over immediately.

"Miss Leslie?"

The first thing she uttered was asking about her child.

"I-is my baby, al-alright?"

"Yes, Miss Aldrin. The kid inside you was thankfully completely alright."

She smiled slowly as every molten muscle on her burnt face hurt her heavens and hell.

"A-and where is Eric?"

The second thing she asked.

"He is-" While the nurse was replying to her I got up immediately and took over my seat near to her

Holding her hand into mine, kissing her knuckles.

"Right here, with you! I'm not gonna leave you, Les!"

I can't exactly make out if those were tears or puss that flew down where her eyes are supposed to be on her face.

"I-I love you Eric!" She said, kissing my knuckles.

"I love you too Les!" I breathed out, finally.

"Let's get married. Saturday. St. Diego?" I say again.

She stared silently at me for a brief moment trying to find something in my eyes

I don't know if she found it or not, but then, she smiled back with warmth and nodded her head slowly.

"Sounds perfect!"