Trapped

If you enjoy this story, please check out my other one called "A Gift of Innocence", "The Ransom", "My Protector", "The Vampire's Heir", and "The Assassin's Weakness" DISCLAIMER: This is my own work. If it sounds like any other story that was just a coincidence. All the characters are fictional, the story is fictional. This is not based on any true events. This story is for entertainment purposes only and any plagiarism will be dealt with accordingly. WARNING: This story is a very dark topic! This is story is not meant to encourage the behavior of the characters but to open the eyes to the reality of the situations. This story contains situations that could be difficult for some readers. There will be violence, rape & abuse. This story should NOT be read by anyone under the age of 18. This is for mature 18+ AGAIN, this story contains abuse and rape, read at your own risk! Add this to your public library! Doing so allows others to see it and give them the opportunity to read it as well. Leave comments and vote! I love to hear what you think and gives me joy knowing that others enjoy reading what I write. Thumbnail original is by Darksouls1 at Pixabay.com A BIG THANK YOU to all for reading this story! ENJOY! Jessi's POV: It's my 18th birthday today and my parents and I celebrated it earlier today. They took me out for supper and then I opened a few gifts that they had given me after we got home. My mom also made me a chocolate cake to have when we got home with some candles on it to blow out. It wasn't a big celebration but it was what I would have wanted. I don't like being around a lot of people and prefer to be by myself. It's getting late and my parents are downstairs watching a movie together. Jamison is supposed to be coming over anytime now. My parents haven't ever really approved of him. They say he's too old for me but I don't see what the problem is. He's 24 now and will be 25 in about 5 more months. He has a job and an apartment downtown but I've never been there before. A smile formed on my lips when I heard a light tapping on my window. I rushed over to it and opened it, allowing Jamison to enter. He had crawled up the lattice that was on the side of the house. It's a little chilly outside so I don't want him to get cold. The moment he was inside he walked over and locked my door. Today is the day that I have chosen to give myself to him. I've been seeing him for almost a year and I love him dearly and I know he's the one that I want to spend my life with. He walks over to me and looks down into my eyes. He's a little less than 6ft in height which is tall enough for my 5 foot 7 inches. He has dark brown hair and slight stubble on his face from not shaving. I'm always telling him that he needs to stay clean-shaven because it hurts my face when he kisses me. I guess he was in too much of a hurry to get here today to bother with it. I wasn't going to let it ruin my mood today. He came down onto my lips and kissed me gently, sucking on my upper lip before pushing his tongue between my lips to get to my tongue. I wore one of his favorite dresses for this occasion. He reached behind me and moved the zipper down, releasing the dress's hold on my body. He pulled away from the kiss and smiled down at me. "Are you sure this is what you want?" My heart fluttered to listen to him make sure that I was okay with doing this. He's always been patient with me and never pushed me to do anything that I don't want to do. He's never pressured me into giving him my virginity at any time during our relationship. I've never felt more sure of anything in my life and knew this is what I wanted. I wanted it to be with him. "I'm sure. I've never been more sure about anything." I whispered to him. His smile grew as he came back down onto my lips. His hands slid up to my shoulders and pulled the straps down, making the dress fall to the ground. I felt a slight shiver from the cold breeze coming in from the open window but soon was gone when he turned me around and started walking me backwards. We continued backward until my legs hit the side of the bed. His lips traveled to my neck and he started to nibble and suck on the skin, slowly making his way to my collarbone. His hands came around and cupped my 34B breasts before unhooking the clip in the front. I was nervous and I could feel my nerves fluttering in my stomach. We've messed around before and but never to this extent. We've never undressed each other before, just had our hands under each other's clothes. I was worried that he wasn't going to be happy with what he saw. I'm not a very busty girl. They are pretty full but not very big but based on his groans and the way he was grabbing my breasts and sucking that he was satisfied with what I had. Within seconds, my bra was thrown to the floor and he was pulling his shirt off. He was of average build and pretty toned. He wasn't super muscular but he was enough for me. I would like more but he was plenty. I wouldn't want him to change just for me. He put his hands under my arms and lifted me up, laying me down on the bed. His kisses continued down my stomach till his mouth and hands reached the band of my panties. I let out a giggle as his hands lightly rubbed across the skin right above. He hooked his fingers on the band and pulled them down till they were on the floor. I had my knees closed, embarrassed to be fully exposed to him. He looked up at me again, I could see the lust in his eyes and how much he was wanting this. "Are you sure?" He asked me again. I nodded quickly with a smile. I was more than ready and couldn't wait to feel him inside of me, to feel what an orgasm felt like. He put his hands on my knees and pulled them apart. I covered my face with my hands, scared to see his face. I felt tingles run through my body causing goosebumps and the hair on my arms to stand up as his fingers ran lightly across my inner thigh. I felt his breath over my center and it was getting me really hot and aroused. He didn't waste any time before his mouth was over me completely. My hands went to the sheets and I arched my back. The pleasure was amazing and it was nothing like I thought it would feel. My breathing increased and I started to let out moans as I felt the pressure build-up in my core. He pulled away and looked up at me. "Shhh, not too loud baby, your parents are downstairs." I had completely forgotten that they were there so I bit my lip to help keep myself more quiet as he went back to his task at hand. Within seconds of him going back down my body tightened and the wave of ecstasy went through me. Release pleasure throughout my body as the muscles spasm. That was amazing and better than I imagined. Once I was done he stood up and I opened my eyes to watch him. He undid his pants and pulled his shorts and jeans down all at once. My eyes widened when I saw his erection for the first time. I've only ever felt it with my hands, I've never actually seen it. I would think he was a decent size but since I have nothing else to compare him to I wouldn't actually know. He was a little longer than my hand when I stroked him in his pants. The sight of it made me more aroused than I thought looking at it would do. He laid down on top of me positioning himself at my entrance. He started to kiss my neck again as he reached down between our bodies to hold his tip at my entrance. He took my mouth into his as he rubbed himself up and down over me before I felt the pressure of him trying to enter. It burned and hurt and I broke from the kiss gasp out, pushing myself back a little on the bed. He pulled back a little and spit on his hand before reaching back down again. He started to push in again and I felt the burn stronger this time. He put his arm above my shoulder to keep me from inching away as he continued to push in. It was hurting and I felt like he was splitting me in half. He continued to push, stretching my walls over this thickness causing the burn to go through my core. I bit down on my lip again to keep my cries quiet as a tear fell from my eye as he pushed himself completely into me. He brought his hand up to my face and pulled my face back over to him and kissed me on the lips as he started to move his hips. It was still burning as he moved in and out of me. I felt so full and his movements burned. He moved slowly for the first few minutes until the pain subsided. He leaned back and started to thrust in and out harder causing a pleasurable sensation in my core. I felt the heat all over again and the tightening of my muscles. I arched my back as I felt myself release onto his length. Right after my orgasm he pulled himself out quickly and flipped me over onto my stomach. "On your hands and knees." He ordered. He wasn't sounding like he usually does. He was more forceful and demanding. Something he has never been with me. He shoved himself into me hard again and grabbed my hair into his hands and pulled back. The pain in my scalp was more than I could take and I could feel the tears start to form in my eyes. I was no longer aroused by what he was doing and I could feel myself drying up inside making his thrusts burn. "Jamison, please!" I lightly cried as he continued to push into me. "You're hurting me," I said as I started to sob and the tears ran down my face. He said nothing to me. He wasn't listening to any of my cries and instead he pulled harder on my hair putting my head and neck in a painful position. He leaned over on me and reached his hand over my breast. He was pinching and pulling as hard as he could making them sore to the touch. I cried quietly again to his touch, not wanting to alert my parents to what we were doing. He smacked me hard on my butt and it stung. He smacked again and again making it red like a tomato. He let go of my hair and took his hand and smacked again even harder making me whimper in pain. His hands started to pinch the sensitive skin sending pain through my body. He squeeze and dug his fingers into both sides of my but while he increased in speed and he moaned out as he released his seed into me. He pulled out and smacked my butt again as hard as he could causing me to flinch and fall to the bed. I slowly rolled over on the bed squinting my eyes as my sore bottom hit the bed. That didn't go as we had talked many times before. He was supposed to either wear a condom or pull out, both of which he didn't do. What if I were to get pregnant from this? My parents would be furious with me. I just graduated from school a couple of weeks ago and college is supposed to start-up in the fall. Jamison already had his pants back on and was putting his shirt on. I grabbed my clothes and slowly made my way to the bathroom that was attached to my bedroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how puffy my face and eyes were from crying and when I turned and looked at my bottom it had red handprints all over and it was so tender to the touch. I looked at my legs and saw there was blood smeared all over my inner thigh. I turned the shower on and got in and washed the blood off and got cleaned up. Once I was done I wrapped myself in a towel and stepped out into the bedroom. My eyes immediately fell to the bedsheets that were covered in blood. Jamison was laying on the other side of the bed, leaning on the headboard with his hands behind his bed. He looked pretty pleased with himself. He stood up and made his way over to me. "Tomorrow, make sure you get your clothes packed and you will come to stay with me." "Wha" He stopped me before I could even get one word out by putting his hand up. "Don't worry, I've already spoken with your parents before this. They know that you are moving in with me. I wanted it to be a surprise for your birthday." He smiled down at me with the same smile I have grown to love. The smile that tells me that he loves me and that this is the beginning of our new life together. The only thing left after moving in together was to get married. I've known for a long time that he is the one for me. I smiled at him and wrapped my arms around him in a hug. He kissed the top of my head and I pulled away. "Do you think next time though, you could be a little more gentler? That was hurting quite a bit." He held my chin and rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip before coming down to get one more kiss. "We can experiment after you are living with me." I could hear a slight chuckle in his throat making me unsure of his intentions. He walked over to the window and let himself out. I stood there and watched him exit my room as the thoughts of what just happened flooded my mind. I felt a little worried about what he meant by experimenting and what he did today was very painful. It wasn't something that I wanted to experience again. I didn't care for how he acted and he was too rough. He acted like how I felt didn't matter anymore and that he was only out to pleasure himself regardless of if it was hurting me. I looked over at the bed reminded of the sheets that needed to get changed and quickly removed them from the bed. I will need to get these washed before my mom finds them. I put on a new set of sheets and sat down whimpering in pain from the soreness I quickly laid down, still wrapped in my towel. I felt tears falling from my eyes from the pain my heart was in from the experience of my first time. It's not how I had imagined it. I couldn't get my mind off of the pain he was inflicting and how much he seemed to be enjoying it. My head was hurting from the pulling on my hair and I couldn't sit without pain shooting through me. The night was late and I was exhausted from my cries and my body was sore and tired. At some point I had fallen asleep still wrapped in the towel I had from taking my shower.