Chapter 4

Dinner was over, and he still had lust left to sort out.

“Come on.” He said to Somyae and they went back into the sleeping area. She undressed, knowing that was required. So did he. “No, not on your back, on your knees. No facing away. You can blow it another time.” He pushed her over so her head was on the bed but her bottom was high and told her to put her hand between her legs to feel for him and guide him in. Even that was a slight improvement on the usual approach, did she but know it. Many just shoved between a girls legs and up into her ridged entrance. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it was just very painful until it found the slot and then tunnelled in. He started in and she gasped. Her torn hymen protested at the renewed assault. It took longer this time. There was less urgency though. His enjoyment in the steady sliding in and out gave her fifteen year old body time to react and start to produce lubrication. He was all the way in, and pulling on her tits for extra purchase. They were small and firm, like handles. Small, firm and sensitive. She felt his strong hands squeezing and kneading them unpleasantly. Then his hands moved to her shoulders to give even more leverage for his thrusts; he was starting to get more urgent but at least her vaginal canal had started to make it more slippery. “Squeeze me ... harder!” The problem was she had no experience, she couldn’t distinguish between her muscles in her pelvis. Every time she squeezed, she was aware that her bowel squeezed too; she was trying to control that before she had an accident. Now he was ramming in, it hurt. The torn skin bled and hurt, her small vagina hurt as it was forced open more than it had ever expected, and to a depth that was getting close to the end where the cervix was. The movements were shaking her and that hurt too. She was young and small and he was long and very hard. If he hit the cervix it would really hurt, but she didn’t know any of that; the insides of her body were a mystery to her. What she did know was that he was deep inside and it hurt. Some men too delight in even forcing their way up a woman’s eurethra, her pee hole. That was really excruciating and often the woman suffered life destroying injuries. So Somyae was still on the (slightly) lucky side. He took no pleasure in hurting her, he just took his pleasure, that was all. He stiffened or tensed and let out a groan of satisfaction, another load of semen was delivered to her. The last few weeks had been stressful and both she and her mother had found their periods had stopped due to the stress and the intermittent food. Her mother’s had come back now she was ‘settled’, Somyae would soon return to her normal periods (which would be about every six weeks until she finally settled into the normal cycle). Her sister had only had one so far, one period and then nothing. Her body wasn’t anywhere near ready for motherhood.

He looked down and went silent ... and then laughed. “Need a shit do you? No, don’t move, it’ll fall out.” A turd was half out, she had tried to stop it, but the last few thrusts had propelled it anyway. He was right. If she moved, at the least it would be compressed between her buttocks, it might just drop out onto the bed. Despite the fact of being naked with a man who had just raped her twice; she was mortally ashamed. “Lie down slowly, hold you bum cheeks away from it.

MADDY! Bring some shit rags to the door. Don’t come in.” Maddy only half listened and walked in with the rags...