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"Relax, why do you think you are not protected in my arms." His voice was soft. And, remained soft and low when he continued. "Nothing can hurt you here. Nothing can reach you. Nothing..." This time his face got tense when he gritted. "...can save you."

Nancy shivered in his arms and tried to move her shoulder but he got his arms tightened harshly around her. "Why did you propose? To escape death, right? Is it worth it, now?"

"I will obey you. Please, give me a chance." Her request brought such a surprise to Damon's face when he said, "Who told you I do such things? I don't give chances. And, I don't want to give you a chance."

Nancy got her face down as she inhaled to sob harder but Damon was quick to hold her chin and raise her face. "You said you would let me do anything with you if I married you. But all you do is cry when I play with you. All you do is beg. I want to hurt you, my dear Nancy. I, so want to kill you. And, you don't let me."

Nancy bit her lip in utter helplessness. Her body was in pain yet she was unable to bargain for her safety. "I will do anything you say."

"That I don't want to play."

"I am your wife. You have promised to protect me. You..." Damon showed his teeth to her and hardened his grip on her mouth to stop her from talking. It made Nancy whimper in pain and rise on her toes as he moved her chin up. Damon's hand shivering could tell the intensity of his grip. The tips of his fingers were digging on her face. He walked ahead and threw her on the bed.

"Your wife, your wife, your wife, your wife, your wife..." Damon chanted the words she used all the while coming onto her. He looked possessed. Nancy tried to save her head by keeping her arms over her head and pinning her face to the mattress. Her injured arm had been so much in use it was getting bad again. But she wasn't left with any option but to use it too.

"You want to play my wife, don't you? Why? Do you want to be fucked so badly? Is this what you want, Nancy?" Too mad for her to hide her face he punched her guts making her hold her belly. "Look at me!" Holding her head he yelled again. "Fucking look at me when I am talking to you." Too afraid to move a muscle Nancy kept looking at him.

She held her hands where he had punched a moment ago. Her face was wrinkled in pain and her eyes begged. And, in front of her was the man who wasn't scared of the world watching him. Her eyes didn't make any difference.

Leaving his grip off her head he pinned his thumb on her chin. "Beg me to fuck you," There was a complaint in Nancy's eyes before she gulped and whispered. "Please, please, fuck me,"

"Beg me to kill you,"

"Kill me, please..." This time Nancy didn't gulp or take a moment when she replied,

"How would you want to be killed?"

"As you seem fit. I am all yours to dispose of." Nancy groaned in pain. This was probably her pain talking. But Nancy didn't want to back off. If this pain could let her accept her death in peace. So, be it. She wanted to end this pain and fear. She was done being the prey who was being played. It had run for so long. It was sucking her sanity.

A sick smile appeared on Damon's face when he came over her face and whispered cupping her chin in his palm. "I would love to cut those beautiful feet of yours first..." Nancy could imagine him doing it and couldn't help losing her breath at the mention. "...and, then I will move up. I will use a big blade to do so. You will see your blood leaving your body. It will be all over the place." Nancy couldn't help but break into sobs. She could feel him growing over her belly. He was fully erect talking about cutting her. She cried harder but didn't dare to move her face away. She didn't want to welcome another punch of his.

"You don't seem to like the idea. Do you?" She could feel his hands on her waist. Nancy got her grip on her belly stronger. She hugged herself for what was coming. "Such a pity. It would have been a view." Damon said with a smile.

Nancy felt his hands moving over her figure subtly before he started removing his pants. He had his eyes on her body when he said, "You say kill me but you don't mean it. You say fuck me and you don't mean it." Nancy was disgusted looking at him naked but didn't dare to move her eyes.

She bit her cheek harder and kept looking at him but all he had gotten to say was. "The moment I will find your brother I will hurt him for everything you had to pay me. That's my promise to you beautiful,"

Nancy didn't want to imagine what her brother would go through. For once in her life all she wanted to care for was herself. She knew she had to gather her strength for what was to follow. "That's better, keep looking at me. This is me." Damon was quick to part her legs and held the red fabric before pulling and tearing her dress from all places. Nancy's eyes were filled with tears. She closed her eyes for a moment but was quick to open it again.

This time she saw something passing his face. His hand rose and was coming for her face. She wanted to look away but he was faster than she had imagined. Her face was plastered to the side. She could feel the tension in her neck. She couldn't look at him even if she wanted to. And, this time he didn't ask her to. Maybe he knew what he had done.

Nancy felt his rough grip on her arm. He turned her around and Nancy couldn't help sobbing. "No, please, no..." But then quickly bit her lower lip. She knew he hated when she refused him for anything at all. She felt his hand on her nape pinning her face down. Damon rose on her back while his other hand held her belly to him. "You can do this. You thought you could do this, right?" Damon reminded her.

He spoke in her ear while his grip on her nape only got harsh. Nancy told herself not to fight any of it but couldn't help the whimpering when she felt him trying to stick in her ass again. An excruciating pain caught her whole existence when she felt him tearing her barely healed skin down there. Her jaw dropped and she punched the bed to contain herself from begging him.

Damon jerked pulling her body to him and she couldn't breathe for how strong he had held her body. She couldn't help but catch his arm that was wrapped around her body. But she couldn't loosen it one bit. No matter how hard she tried.

He had roughly pinned her nape into the bed. His other arm was snaked around her belly pulling her whole body to him. He was jerking in her as if she wasn't a human who could feel pain. And, the fact wasn't far from reality. While Nancy could tell all the places where it hurts in her body in one breath Damon could see a lot he wanted to break.

"Ahhh..." Nancy couldn't help the sound when he came to pin her on the bed with his chest and started hitting her harder. Her whimpers were going louder. She was in pain. There was no room for the shame left. She was on the brink of breaking down. Survival was the only thing she wanted. She could give anything at this point to get away from him. To not be here.

But his breaths in her hair were making her recall she couldn't go anywhere from here.

"Take this, you bitch. Bitch!" Damon growled louder in her ear and almost suffocated her body with his iron grip.

"Ah..." Nancy could feel her broken arm going bad. He was shaking her whole body with such vigour. As if she was nothing but something he wants to fuck. She could tell he was torturing her as he wished to do so. He wasn't claiming her or calling his rights on her body. He was fucking her as if it was part of the torture. His pelvis was banging her. His arm was pulling her to meet each of his thrusts as if she was an object that couldn't move on its own. He was acting like an animal who wanted to get rid of his erection without any consideration of the life he was holding.

Though Nancy tried her best, her plan of not asking him to stop resolved quite early. "My arm!" She cried out louder. "You are hurting me." She yelled, caught up in extreme pain.

"No!" She tried to remove the arm he was using to pull her to him but it was of no use. He only got harder and pinned her to the bed with his body. She was a sobbing mess when he let it all go in her. She felt his filth filling her ass. Pulling away Damon picked up her torn dress and cleaned himself looking at her.

Nancy was quick to get away and sobbed in pain. The trauma was sinking in her bones. She was still not feeling safe but couldn't find anywhere to run. So, she ended up cowering to the headboard and kept on begging.

"It hurts. It hurts. My arm will fall off. Please, have some heart."

"Why do you look like you didn't like it? Aren't you supposed to give it to me?" Nancy looked at him with such disgust. He looked like an animal. She could tell no one could love him. He wasn't a human.

"Come here, right now!" He ordered and Nancy groaned. "Ahh..." before getting to him. She cowered again when he found him reaching her but he was quick to hold her hair and ask.

"You want to be of some use. Do you?" Nancy sobbed nodding her head.

"Then, be what you are. My fucking fuck doll! What are you!"

"Fuck doll,"

"Yes, that's what you are on my bed, Nancy? I want to bend you over and fuck you anywhere I fucking want!" Nancy shivered trying to get his hold off.

"No, we don't do that doll. You don't feel pain." He pulled on her hair more and ordered. "Get your fucking hands down. You don't feel pain. Do you?"

Nancy's lips shivered badly when she removed her shivering hands off his hands. "I don't..." But her face going red and the sweat on her face could tell she was in extreme torture.

"That's good. This is what I want from you." He lowered his face to hers and dipped his tongue in hers. Her breaths were getting shorter under the torture but when he let her hair go Nancy sighed in relief. Her head was banging with hammers. This is what she was feeling now. She wanted to drop dead and never open her eyes when she heard Damon say. "You looked so fucking beautiful taking it all. Let me reward you tonight. Why don't I treat you good tonight? To a good place? You would like that, right?" Nancy gulped and tried to make sense what he had said,

"I will," She barely managed wondering what hell he is going to bring this time.

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