Breaking Rules

My chest went up and down, I could barely breathe.

There are now eight of them staring at me. He got off his motorcycle next to me and approached his friends. It even piqued their interest.

When I was finally able to move my foot, I attempted to run, but the man had already caught up with me. He had me wrapped around his waist. He drew me closer to his pals. I tried to leave. I slapped his arm against mine. Because of the tears, my vision is also dimming. As we got closer, he lowered me. I tried to escape again, but he grabbed my arm again.

“Shit men! This babe seems a virgin huh!”

As I drew away from him, the sling bag landed away from my shoulder. But my attention was elsewhere. I’m no longer concerned with my possessions. All I want is to be free of them. One man drew me to their car. I couldn’t help but scream and cry.

I could hear their laughter as they looked at me. A man with numerous tattoos on his arm came up to me. They also appear to be older than I am. They appear to be 25 years older than I am.

I backed away but was dragged back by the man who was holding me.

“Miss, can we look at your panties?” He lifted my white dress, exposing my thigh to them. I tried to bring you down, but they raised you even higher. On top of that, it was torn, exposing my thighs even more.

When they yelled, I cried even harder. I tried to leave again, but they dragged me back.

“Sorry, beautiful lady, it seems that your dress is damaged; don’t worry, you’ll take it off later,” one of them said. I compressed my dress tighter to cover my thigh.

But I was startled for a split second when I felt hands on my buttocks. I stayed away from them. They laughed once again. I do not know what to do. I want to get out of there, but I’m not sure how.

“What am I going to do now? Please help me,” I pleaded, silently.

The man who was holding me freed me. But they encircled me, each with a grin on their lips. Their expressions show a lot of desire and lust. I sobbed even more. They seem so to be on the verge of committing a sin they will never repent of. Perhaps this isn’t new to them. It was as if they’d done it so many times that they didn’t feel any remorse.

All I can do is cry and allow the fear to consume me.

“Guys, I’ll do it first hah, you know I love virgins, right?”

“We don’t mind that dude as long as you don’t torture her too much; maybe later when we have her, she’ll be as cold as dead ah.”

They laughed at what a smoking man said.

“I’m not going to make it difficult for her, man; she’ll only feel pleasure, and I’m sure you’ll hear her moaning later.”

I slapped the man who was attempting to force me into a car. I punched him in the hand and arm. I bit it as well until I tasted blood coming from him. He notice what I did, so his grip on me loosened. I took advantage of this by attempting to run in the opposite direction, but he was faster. He ruffled my hair.

“Fuck you, you’re still really stubborn!”

I’m still up for a fight. But then he punched me in the stomach, and I lost my strength. He was able to get me in the car and lay me down. He quickly leaned over and sniffed my neck.

My face was drenched in tears. I tried to push him, but I didn’t have the strength.

“D-don’t p-please. H-have m-mercy o-on m-me. N-No!” But instead of listening, he punched me in the stomach once more. I immediately writhed in pain.

“It’ll be quick, darling, and you’ll enjoy it as well; it’ll hurt at first, but I’ll please you, hmm.”

My sobs are getting louder and louder. He touched my leg up to my thigh. What he was doing to my body horrified and disgusted me.

“Fuck, we haven’t even done anything yet, my cr*tch is getting hard on you right away, your smoothness and the smell ahh,” I shuddered at every word he said. He approached me, and I did nothing to move him away from me.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

He leaned over me to kiss me but I avoided his face. Until I felt his kiss on my jaw down to my neck. I closed my eyes as I continued to cry. I don’t know, I just want to vanish.

I couldn’t push him because I was too weak. As he kissed and touched me, I was disgusted.

As he kissed me, I felt a tear in my dress. When he touched my waist, I felt cold and realized I was only wearing a bra and undies. He push his body harder on me, and I could feel that disgusting hard thing from him on my thigh. I wanted to kick it, but I didn’t have the strength.

“You’re sexy, and I can’t wait to rip you apart.”

His hand moved up from my waist to my chest. He massaged it, making me cry even more.

No. Please. Somebody help me.

His neck slipped down to the middle of my chest.

“Is this really the end of my life?”

When I heard screams, he abruptly stopped the blasphemy he was committing against me. He walked passed to me and looked at what was happening. He got out of the car and walked over to his colleagues.

Despite my weakness, I tried to stand up and get out of the car. I didn’t care if my body was naked or not. I just want to get out of there. I don’t want to go back there. I just want to get out. Or just disappear.

Blurred by tears I tried to run away. I was running like a crazy woman, but I don’t care anymore. However someone has grabbed me, and my heart is racing with fear. Perhaps it was one of the guys from earlier. No. ‘I don’t want it anymore.’ I will not let them do whatever they want to me. I quickly found myself struggling to keep myself together.

I halted as the very familiar scent welcomed my nostril. I looked up at the person who was holding me.

“A-A-Azazel?”

“Sera…”

I immediately hugged him and sobbed even more. I almost passed out from crying. While hugging me, he cursed several times. He wrapped his arms around me. And when noticed that I was naked, he quickly pulled away from me and removed the polo he was wearing before gently putting it on me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he grumbled as he buttoned the polo on me.