Ex- wife

Sara POV

His repulsive touch makes me sick to my stomach. I can't get out of here, even though I want to shove him away. I closed my eyes to surrender in front of my fate. He kissed me so hard that my lips swelled. My tears stopped flowing from my eyes.

My body went numb, and I no longer felt the sensation of his hand moving. He forced me to lick his finger before inserting it into my vagina. He took hold of my hair and made me open my mouth. I opened my eyes and looked at his face.

"Doll, don't glare at me; lick my finger." His eyes stared at my face with lust. My heart is filled with anger for him. I needed to open my mouth to lick his finger as he pulled my hair so tightly. He was moving his finger in and out of my mouth. I used all my effort to bite him, pressing his finger under my teeth.

"You witch… I can't believe you bit my finger." He slapped me in the face. His strong slap on my face left my ear numb.

"I thought to play with your body a little bit before fucking you, but I don't believe you deserve to enjoy our sex." He unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to reveal his hard dick, which was concealed beneath his underwear. Once again, I closed my eyes to avoid focusing on his dick.

"Doll, open your eyes." He touched my clit with his dick.

"Please let me go." I yelled again, but I was well aware that my screaming was useless since no one came here to save me from this devil in this dark forest. He was caressing my clit with his phallus. I joined my thighs to close my vaginal entrance, preventing him from inserting his dick into me, but he parted my leg with his muscular hands.

"Finally, the time had come for me to fulfill my dream." He attempted to ram his penis inside of me.

I felt his dick pressing against my vaginal opening, causing me to yell in pain.

God, please save me from this monster. I don't want to live this life anymore. I prayed to God to give me death before living this horrible dream.

"Ouch..."Uncle Joe's head was suddenly hit by a dry wood.

"Aron." I opened my eyes and saw him standing behind Uncle Joe.

"How dare you touch my wife?" With a powerful fist, Aron struck his face.

"Oh my god, Sara, are you all right?" Jerry opened my hand and helped me get up from my place.

"I am sorry, Sara; because of me, you have to bear all this." She regretted seeing me. She wrapped my body with a towel and hugged me to support my weak body.

"I will kill you, Aron Finge." He got up from his place and put on his pants to cover his dick. Uncle Joe fights with Aron.

"Please, Jerry, stop them." The sight of them fighting filled me with fear.

They were fighting like street dogs. At times, Aron would sit on top of Uncle Joe, violently punching his face, while at other times, Uncle Joe would sit over Aron, striking his torso. During their fight, they reached the swamp's edge by rolling on the ground. They fell into the swamp, and their bodies dove into the mud.

"Aron, please hold my hand." Jerry sprinted over to give him a hand.

Uncle Joe emerged from the marsh with ease after snagging a branch from a massive tree that was lying above it.

"Who will save you now, doll?" He advanced to retaliate on me.

"Joe, you can not ruin her life." To halt his steps, Jerry threw dry wood in his direction.

"Jerry, please stay out of my affairs; you've already spoiled a number of my plans. Your only accomplishment in life was to send Sara to this deserted island, but by coming here, you have ruined my plan." He caught the wood in midair and gave her a scathing glare.

Did they know each other? What is the relationship between Uncle Joe and Jerry? In confusion, I looked at them.

"Jerry, don't worry about me; let's get Aron out of the swamp first." I told her to look at Aaron.

"It seems today is my lucky day to have the opportunity to taste your beautiful body and take revenge on my ex-wife." He returned to me once more.

Ex-wife? What does he say? How is it possible that Jerry was Uncle Joe's wife since I never saw any lady with him? After giving him a startled glance, I turned to face Jerry, who was attempting to assist Aaron in leaving the swamp.

Jerry once shared with me that she had been married to a man who had sold her to her father's rival, which led to her becoming a sex addict. According to Jerry, Uncle Joe was the man who sold her to the mafia. How abhorrent that he would sell his wife to any male to get a few bucks. I now feel more disgusted with Uncle Joe.

Aron emerged from the swamp and struck Uncle Joe's head with a heavy stone while he was busy torturing my body. He laid down on the ground, grabbing his head in pain.

"Let's go, Sara." Aaron came to me and hugged me. I buried my face on his shoulder and sobbed aloud.

Aron stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Uncle Joe.

"I will kill this man." He reached for the hefty stone age to strike Uncle Joe, but Jerry intervened, warning him that she would denounce him to the authorities because he is America's most wanted felon.

When we spotted Uncle Joe unconscious on the ground, we decided to leave him there and exit the jungle. After taking a few paces, I sensed that someone was following us from behind.

"If I can't taste your body, doll, no man can claim you." When I looked over my shoulder, I saw that Uncle Joe was coming toward me, ready to kill me with a dry, sharp piece of wood.

I closed my eyes in fear and accepted that this was my last time on earth, but before he stabbed me with a sharp wooden, Jerry pushed me abruptly and stood at my place, causing the dry wood to pierce her chest.

"Jerry." I yelled out loud when I saw her bleeding so deeply. Jerry stumbled and fell to the floor. Aaron grabbed a heavy stone and struck Uncle Joe's head until he stopped breathing, preventing Uncle Joe from attacking me again.

The awful scene in front of me caused my body to freeze.