Vixen 3: The Abused

WARNING! MATURED CONTENT AHEAD! This story has a very sensitive theme/content. Please read at your own risk. PS. Not a BxB story ?✌Morgan is a woman and Noam is a man. PROLOGUE I bit my lip as I felt his shaft entered behind me, a familiar pain strikes inside, maybe I'm bleeding again, but that didn't stop him. He don't mind though. He just want to f**k me hard, that's all. I can't do anything but to hold a grip to the thick blanket under me and grit my teeth out of anger while my knees are kneeling in the bed facing the soft mattress. Again, I can't do anything against him. All I can do is to accept everything. There's nothing that I can do to protect myself. I'm weak. "Aaaah s**t. Your ass feels good! Aaah." He moaned as he started to thrust slowly on me. I didn't moan. I remained silent while shutting my eyes close, accepting every thrust that he make inside my behind. His hands roamed on my body, until his other hand reached my length while the other one held my neck. Trying to choke me into death---oh how I wish I just die while he's banging me from behind. That would be great. "Ohh you fuckin slave, how can you be so beautiful even though you're a boy? You're also as tight as a virgin---uuughh!" He stroked my length up and down while I kept my mouth remained close, "Why don't you say something? Moan for me pretty boy, moan." I didn't do as he told me. I will never do that. Why would I? It will only satisfy him, it will only satisfy them. Well f**k them, I'll never say a word until my last breath. His thrusts became harder, deeper and faster. I know, he's coming, I can feel his shaft getting bigger inside me. The bed is shaking---well, it's always shaking, what's new? It's been my bed for years but it is still sturdy, how I wish I'm as sturdy as my bed but I know that it's impossible. I'm already shattered since years ago. Pulvurized into pieces. Everyday, everynight. "Aaah f**k! I'm coming! Aaaah!" He's still stroking my length, gripping and massaging every bit of it. He held my face before crushing his lips into mine, biting my lower lip making it bleed and sucking my tongue while still pumping in and out on me. I also received some slaps on my cheeks, pulling my hair but he loves to choke me, he also loves to play with my shaft but hurting me is everyone's specialty. I just wish that someone can save me from this hell. I can't bear with it anymore. I just want to die. I waited for him to be finished. Minutes later, he released his seeds inside me before pulling out his shaft, I can feel the hot thick liquid dripping out from my ass down to my quivering legs. "Tsk. I still want to f**k you," He said before he forced to lay me back on the bed and crawled on top of me, pinning my hands beside my head before lowering his face, "but I'm damn tired. Let's do this again some other time." As usual, I didn't answered. He kissed me again roughly before letting me go. He left a cheque on the sidetable before finally left me in the room alone. I pulled the sheets to cover my body full of bruises and red marks, closed my eyes trying to suppress my tears from flowing but I failed. I just hugged my folded knees under the blanket while letting myself cry like a dying kid but there's not a single word coming out from my mouth. And they say that male can't be a victim of abuse.