Mary awoke with a start lying on her back in bed with a heavy weight pinning her down. She opened her eyes to see the familiar face of Jason, her friend Jessica's husband.
"Jason - what are you doing?" she gasped.
"Shush Mary - just let me dump my load in you and I'll let you go back to sleep". As he spoke his knees pushed between the sleepy girls legs.
"Jason no - let me up."
"They'll be something going up in a moment, but it won't be you. Be a good girl Mary and just take it," Jason replied.
He pulled the girls nightdress up and pushed with his knees to spread her legs further apart. She could feel his cock pressing at the entrance of her pussy. He smiled at her and then in one sharp movement forced his erect member into the girl's dry vagina. Mary gasped in anguish and tried fruitlessly to pull her legs together.
"Tight little cunt you've got there - have to see what I can do about that!"
"Stop it - I'll scream!"
"And you'll be heard by who? We're alone in the house - Jessica and the baby are at her parents. Now shut up and take it you little bitch."
Jason thrust deeper into the girl who gasped in pain. He held her shoulders down while thrusting deeper and deeper. Mary began to pant under Jason's exertion as he built his rhythm. He thrust deeper and deeper bringing Mary to increasing levels of excitement.
"Getting a bit more interested aren't you, you little slut?" he sneered.
Then in a flash, he halted, gripped her shoulders even harder and started pumping his seed into her. He pumped for what seemed to the girl an eternity.
"There - that's better. I'm all empty now."
He leaned forward and kissed Mary's forehead. Then he pulled out his now flaccid member in one quick gesture and jumped out of the bed.
"You're not much of a fuck but it's better than carrying all that cum around in me," he said unkindly. "Jessica is back tomorrow so I'll have a proper fuck. She may not be as tight since the birth but she knows how to service a man."
As he spoke he stepped over to Mary's dresser opened the top drawer and pulled out a pair of her panties. He slowly wiped his cock with the panties and then tossed them back into the drawer.
Mary looked at him with tears in her eyes - unable to believe what had just happened.
"Don't cry honey - I'm sure you'll do better next time," he smirked. "Here - buy yourself something nice with this!" he said tossing a $20 note onto her dresser.
"I'm telling Jessica about this," she replied tearfully.
"Great - maybe she'll give you a few pointers!" he answered cruelly. "Just remember whose roof you live under."
Thirty minutes later, Mary sat at her dressing table drying her long blonde hair. She had showered at length but still felt dirty and used. She thought about the circumstances that had reduced her to this position. Three months ago she had a good job as an analyst in a leading Wall Street company. A Wall Street Company so leading that no one had anticipated its collapse - leaving her jobless and unable to make the rent payments on her New Jersey apartment. The offer to live with Jessica, her oldest friend, and Jason, had seemed like a godsend. She could stay with them rent free, all included - even food. Jessica told her that she could "help" with the baby to earn her keep (Jessica had given birth some six months earlier). The arrangement had seemed ideal; she had her own room with bathroom and ate her meals with the family. This arrangement had worked fine for the first 3 weeks. Now Mary had the dilemma of whether to tell Jessica or to stay quiet. She was still jobless and certainly couldn't afford to move out but she surely owed it to her friend to tell her what sort of lowlife she was married to.
Mary kept to her room for the rest of the day and didn't see any more of Jason. Hopefully he was wracked with guilt over what he'd done. Mary resolved to speak to Jessica the next day - she'd be back some time around lunchtime and Jason would be safely at work. In the meantime she'd put a chair up against her bedroom door. Also she now had a pair of dirty panties to wash.
Jessica came home the next day at midday, clutching a load of baby equipment. She called out to Mary to help her. Mary came to the front door to help. She looked at her friend.
Jessica was 25 years old, 5 foot 10 inches, slim (allowing for a little post pregnancy extra pounds) with shoulder length black hair. She exuded a confidence that Mary found quite intimidating. Jessica was beautiful, confident, articulate and driven. By comparison Mary (younger at 23) at only 5 foot 5 with her long blonde hair and timid manner always stayed in Jessica's shadow. Mary was pretty in a girl next door way - her not inconsiderable 40DD bust line attached to her slim frame always gave the look that she was maybe carrying a few extra pounds. Jessica with her long legs and her more proportional 38C bust line oozed sex appeal. Currently her breasts were swollen with milk, expanding her close to Mary's size but on her the bulkier breasts looked provocative and inviting.
Having safely unpacked and placed the sleeping baby into her cot, Jessica and Mary went into the kitchen to have a drink and talk. Jessica clearly knew that her friend had something to tell her and sat waiting for the smaller girl to start. Mary looked at her friend - a girl she'd known since high school, perhaps her only real friend in the world and prepared to destroy her world. Her eyes filled with tears as she blurted out "Jason raped me last night". She then burst into tears. Jessica immediately stood up and took the younger girl into her arms, hugging her close to her.
"There, there honey. Be brave and tell Jessica all about it."
Through floods of tears, Mary recounted the story of last night. Jessica listened with out commenting. As soon as it was clear that Mary had finished, Jessica stood, stepped across to the kitchen worktop and took a tissue from a box on the side. She dabbed the tissue on Mary's cheeks - mopping up her tears. Then she held it to Mary's nose and ordered her to blow. Mary did as she was told and surprisingly felt a little better.
Jessica looked at her friend pityingly. "Mary darling, you really haven't been raped. There isn't a mark on you - you didn't make any sort of struggle. You led there like a good little girl and took your fucking - just like you always have. You're so submissive."
Mary looked at her friend in shock - she couldn't believe her brutality and her eyes filled with tears again.
There, there darling. Don't start that again," Jessica cooed, dabbing at the younger girls cheeks again. "It's my fault really. Since the baby I haven't been able to service Jason as well as usual. I should have guessed he'd be looking elsewhere - it's lucky you were here so we kept it in the family."
Mary couldn't believe her friends callous attitude - some sort of defence mechanism?
"Well I guess I'd better sort out the mess you've gotten yourself into - again," Jessica stated. "First things first - I know you're not on the pill so you'd better take this."
She handed Mary a small white pill she'd taken out of her purse.
