Author's Note:
The chief complaint I am hearing is the ridiculous size of the protagonist's cock. Sorry but it is a kink I like.
Other feedback has been very positive, and I thank you all for it.
CHAPTER 4
I woke up the next morning to Abby curled up into me. I tried to get up without waking her up, because I had an intense urge to pee, but my efforts failed.
"Oh, fuck its morning! What time is it?"
"Its early, 5 am, I wake up before everyone."
"Thank God, I need to get up to Ricky's room to change, dammit all my clothes are covered in cum!"
I grabbed some sweats, "Here wear these until you get there."
"Thank you, oh where are my manners?" she came over and kissed me, morning breath be damned. "I hope Ricky sends me back soon, I can't wait to spend the night with you again"
That irritated me, I didn't like the idea of Ricky controlling what me and Abby did that way. "Break up with him, and you can spend the night every night with me."
She looked sad, "I wish I could, but he would destroy me, I know you think he can't, be trust me he can. I am sorry it just is what it is."
I could tell she meant what she said so I let it go. She wasn't done though, "Listen Tom, I know I've been a bitch to you, I was wrong and, and I'm sorry. You... you... are a good guy. I don't know how living with Ricky all these years you seem to still care about me or Alana or anyone for that matter, its just, I guess what I wanted to say is you didn't take advantage of me or anything, in fact, it was the best night of my life."
She kind of stammered through and I realized it was hard for her to be out there and vulnerable with her emotions, I didn't want to trample them.
"The past is the past, I leave the bad and hold on to the good, I'll remember last night forever."
She responded by giving me a sweet kiss, like two people in love might do, and without another word she was up the stairs. I knew I lied, I held all kinds of grudges, but I figured out that I didn't hold grudges against people that I wanted to fuck like I did against people I didn't.
I sent Ricky a text saying I deleted the pictures, and since I had time, I started scanning through his text messages. There wasn't much to work with, but I noticed he made a call last night around midnight that lasted for about ten minutes. That was odd, because since I had been monitoring his communications, he had not called anyone, just texted and emailed.
I put my headphones on and listened. The call was to Jeremy, the team center, who had sent him the blowbang video of Abby. He instructed him to make a clip from the video showing Abby sucking a bunch of cocks but to make sure you couldn't identify the players.
He wanted it sent out during homeroom to everyone in school. Jeremy asked why, and Ricky said he was sick of her, and he wanted a new girl, he was going to publicly break up with her right after the video went out.
I was fucking furious, I ran up stair looking for Ricky, but he was gone, so I got on my bike and headed to school to find and stop him. But as I rode, I realized I could not reveal where I got the information without blowing my surveillance. I also realized the fate that awaited Abby if she remained with him. Abby was in a no-win situation, but at least if he broke up with her, she would be free, and Alana and I at least could help her through it.
When the mass text went out, I didn't watch the video like everyone else, since I knew what it was. I had been lurking in the shadows, trying to keep an eye on Abby without being obvious about it, so I witnessed Ricky approach her and call her a disgusting whore and that they were over. It almost made me scream in anger as he walked away, and a bunch of girls swarmed behind him ready to take Abby's place.
Abby just stood there frozen for a while, the whole-time people in the halls were snickering at her, or miming blowjobs at her. Some even got mean and called her a slut and things like that as they walked by.
When someone purposefully ran into her an knocked her to the floor of the hall, people around laughed, and she came out of her stupor. She just got up and ran, straight out of school. I tried to catch her, but she was in her car and all I had was the bike.
I was desperate, thinking about what she said she would do if the video got out. I texted Alana that she needed to go after her friend, but Alana texted back she couldn't ditch because of whatever, it wasn't important to me.
So, I said meet me in the hall and give me her keys. At first, she seemed hesitant, so I said this was the favor she owed me. True to her word, she met me and gave me the keys.
"Where would Abby go?"
"What do you mean where would she go?" Alana looked very worried but was also confused.
"Did you not see? The video? Ricky breaking up with her?"
"What!?!?! Oh my God! What video?"
I was getting frantic "No time to explain where would she go... to kill herself?"
Alana turned ashen, "Cemetery at Oakleaf Hill where her dad is buried, I'll go with you."
"Fine get there quick!"
As she drove, I explained the video, and the scene in the hallway. I was glad she didn't ask why I thought she would kill herself, because I didn't have a good explanation, but I guess being a girl she could empathize with how another girl would react to that situation.
When we got there, we saw her car and ran to her dad's grave. She was hunched over crying, and I could see a bottle of prescription pills of some kind in her hand. She was startled and surprised to see us.
"Just leave me alone, my life is over!" I didn't say anything I just ran straight at her and grabbed her arm, and with my other hand took the bottle from her.
"Did you take these, how many, answer me!"
"Not yet, but what do either of you care! I am just a dirty whore! Ricky won't rest until I am ruined completely, so why delay the inevitable."
Alana didn't know the truth, and she stepped right into the shit by saying, "No one wants you to die! But you should have expected consequences from cheating on Ricky with a group of guys!"
Why she felt the need to justify Ricky's actions was beyond me, I don't know if it was instinctual or if she was a victim of Stockholm Syndrome, but I was glad she said it, because it made Abby angry rather than suicidal, and I could work with that.
"I didn't cheat Alana, that video was the football team, and Ricky gifted me to them! He has been pimping me out since a few weeks after we got together. He pimped me out to him last night!"
She pointed at me when she said that, and Alana stared at me like she wanted to kill me. Lucky for me Abby noticed.
"Don't you dare! Tom turned me down! I tried everything to seduce him, and he flat out refused because he knew Ricky was forcing me! He did that even though he was hard as a rock! We talked and talked, and then I started to really want it, and then we did it, and it was the best night of my life! That is what hurts the most, is TOM won't want me knowing what I whore I was for your brother!"
That hit me in the heartstrings, so I just wrapped her up in a hug and she just cried against my chest. I didn't know what to say, but when Alana asked, "How did he force you?" I snapped "Not now later."
Alana nodded agreement. We stood there and let her cry for awhile before I took Abby to her car and drove her home, with Alana following us. We got her inside and her mom was at work, and we just sat for a while and let her sob. Then I got a text from Ricky that read BLACKMAIL HAS CONSEQUENCES.
"That son of a bitch!" I growled, and both girls looked at me confused so I showed them the text.
"Listen you two I am in the dark here can you please explain to me what is going on" I was about to start when Abby beat me to it.
"You asked me earlier how he forced me? It all started back when we started dating. He took me out to a romantic dinner, and somehow, he was able to order wine. I didn't think it would get me drunk, drinking just a couple of glasses of wine, but I blacked out shortly after we left."
"I wasn't a virgin but considering Ricki's previous sexual performance I knew something terrible happened while I was blacked out. My vagina and asshole were sore like never before, and filled with cum. I knew I had been raped, but how was I in Ricki's room?"
"Well, he was sitting in a chair waiting for me to wake up and he held up his phone with a video clip of a man fucking me and a man with his cock in my mouth and me moaning. He made a video clip of me that looked like I was enjoying it, but I wasn't even conscious!"
"I started crying and asked him why, and he said he owned me now, and as long as I played the part of dutiful girlfriend, the video would not get out."
"At first, he started trading me for favors, never anybody at school. He had me fuck waiters for free food, a cop to get out of a ticket, even a gas station attendant for free gas. He got off on it. We never had sex after my rape, but he always found new ways to use me."
"He had me work gloryholes at porn shops, let men and women both buy me for a night, and this football season I was to be the team reward for wins, which started after the pep rally. That's where that clip was taken."
"Just to lay it all out there, I enjoyed some of it. I wanted to make him happy for some reason, and he was always happy when he traded or sold me, and I got good reviews. If the client was unhappy, he would beat me with a belt. So, I got really good at sucking cock, fucking and taking it in the ass."
"I can eat pussy and fuck with a strap on as good as any porn star. And I hate myself for it, but I started to enjoy it all! I felt like I was accomplishing a goal every time I pleased a client. I rarely ever had an orgasm, but it became fun for me to please Ricky's clients, which in turn pleased Ricky. He would get me gifts and take me on romantic dates, and I started to live for those rewards. He trained me like a dog, like a bitch..."
