The Man Of Sin: Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: Chapter 9

... and sat down on her bed. The two girls stared at each other, waiting for one of them to speak. It was Sophie who broke the silence. “Why has Xavier been raping me?” The way she spoke, it was more like an accusation than a question. Helena shuddered, knowing that this conversation was inevitable, but dreading it. She had hoped that it would never happen. “Because of me.” “I know what already! What the fuck did you do to make him do this to me?!” The sound of her friend swearing left Helena momentarily stunned. “I was your roommate, that’s what I did. Sophie, do you know what he is?” She shook her head. “He’s the Antichrist. I don’t what he’s doing here or what he’s trying to accomplish, but the day I met him… he said that he had developed a liking for me and wanted to make me his queen when he took over the world. I refused, and ever since then, he’s been tormenting me and playing mind games with me to try and win me over.” Angry tears began to fall from Sophie’s eyes. “So that’s it? He’s been torturing me simply to get to you? I’ve been a slave because you didn’t want to be a queen?!” Helena bolted to her feet, her eyes watery like Sophie’s. “Do you think he hasn’t tormented me as well?! Every time he raped you, he tied me to my bed and forced me to watch! Over and over again, he’s slipped into my bed and molested me! He’s made me humiliate and degrade myself! He gave you a collar, didn’t he? He put one on me first!” Sophie stood up and two friends faced each other. “Do you ...

... have any idea what he’s put me through? What he and my sister have put me through?!” Helena’s anger had the wind knocked out of it. “Wait, your sister?” Sophie too calmed down a little and looked away, but her voice was still full of anger. “That’s right. This vacation was hell itself.” Helena grasped Sophie’s hands. “What happened? Tell me.” Sophie sat down on her bed and Helena crouched down before her, clutching her hands and trying to comfort her friend. “He followed me to my home. I thought he just wanted to continue fucking me, but he also wanted my sister. He attacked her, she escaped, and… he forced me to chase her down and drag her back so that he could violate her. He raped me first so that she could watch… then he made me wear some big rubber thing and take her virginity. I had to rape my little sister so that he wouldn’t. I thought watching Marian being fucked and sodomized was the most tragic thing possible… but it got worse.” “How? What did he do?” “It’s not what he did, it’s what happened to Marian. She snapped, turned into a completely different person. She became a ravenous harlot, always begging him to fuck her harder. She became addicted to his abuse. He would appear and disappear, and when he was gone, she would ask me again and again when he would come back and let her suck his thing. For the first few days, he would take turns using us. He would make me watch as Marian begged for him to cum in her ass. Marian would play with herself while she watched me ...