The Betrayal

Pins and Needles

“Ready for the next round? Guess what I have in store for you.” He picked a needle up, and brought it right in front of my eyes. “See this? It’s a special kind of needle.” He then stuck it straight in the middle of my forehead. I looked at him confused. “It’s acupuncture!” he laughed. “So let’s start by getting you to relax a bit.” He took the needle out of my forehead and stuck it in the back of my head. I was in shock, I wanted to know what this was all about.

I remember something on one of my high school classes. Acupuncture is a process that is meant to help aid in the movement of Chi, a thing in the body that can build up causing health problems. Acupuncture points are all over the body. Was there one on top of the head? Yeah, there is, what did it do though? Think Sam! Was it to relieve stomach pains? But why would he want to relieve my stomach pains? Maybe it was headaches? No it’s too close to the source of pain. Hmmm. I got it, it’s supposed to calm you! Speaking of calming I am feeling pretty good right now. He looked at me, looking rather pleased with himself.

“Feeling better?”

“Actually, yeah!” I was feeling calmer, and I felt comfortable, minus the fact that my arms and legs were still tied down. He leaned in to kiss me. I opened my mouth without thinking. It was such a natural thing to do any other time.  I could feel his tongue inside my mouth, and mine left to explore his. He was pressing his mouth against mine, tongue going deep into my mouth, reaching my molars. I could feel air rushing out of my mouth, and I had to hold my breath. I had to let out a sigh. One of his hands was running down my side, the other I couldn’t feel. One hand was on my butt. He was squeezing it, bringing me towards him as he lifted his leg onto the bed over me. He was starting to get hard. My back was arching, and I was wondering what was next. I felt a sharp pain in my cheek, another one near my eye. I flinched and he stopped kissing me. He smiled.

“Did that hurt?” I just looked up at him. He took some more needles and put them symmetrically on my other cheek and eye. I don’t remember the significance of these spots. Then he grabbed some more and put them on my chin and forehead. He stepped back and laughed. “You look like a pincushion.” He then slowly pulled them back out, one by one. Then I saw him take a single needle and bring it to my neck. I lowered my head to prevent him from poking a hole in my throat. He tilted my head back and shoved the needle in deep. I cringed and whimpered a little, trying to stay as still as possible. Another prick a little farther down, and again. Then the next needle hit the top of my rib cage. “I guess I have to take this shirt off for now.” I looked up at him, embarrassed.

 I never took my shirt off for him. Sure he stuck his hand up there but before when we were making out, but he never actually saw what was under it, not that he didn’t try, often. I wasn’t very proud of what was under there. I didn’t have big boobs, I was pudgy, heck I’d even say fat. I had stretch marks, and everything seemed bloated. My shirt was off and he had a few more needles in his hand. He was now following my sternum down. The next one was pressed into my skin right between the edges of my breasts. I took a deep breath. He picked up the one closest to my head and transferred it to right above the strap holding my bra together.

 “Time to take another piece off.” He rather quickly unhooked the front clasp and pulled it out from under me. He shook them a little and tilted his head. He had a look of deep thought on his face.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I think I forgot something, you just sit tight ok?” He got up and left the room leaving me in darkness with needles sticking out of my neck. I heard someone rummaging outside, things falling on the ground. I heard Sean swear and something hit the wall hard. I heard him yell a shout of excitement and opened the door again. “Found it. I’ve always wondered if it worked.” He held up two things in his hands. They were circular and appeared to have needles sticking out of one end. “Let’s see if I can get this to work hmm?” He held left breast gently in one hand, and held the needle circle in the other. He brought the circle down to the tip of my breast. He did some maneuvering and finally pressed down. I breathed deeply. It hurt. He kept pressing. When he finally let up, he switched to the right one. He did the same, only this time after piercing the skin, he twisted the circle slightly. I inhaled sharply and my whole body tensed trying to deal with the pain. I was twisting my body so that I was matching his movements as much as possible. I felt water run down from the circles but when I looked down I saw red running like mini rivers on a mountain. He removed the circles and opened his mouth and licked his lips.

He lowered his head onto one of the now bleeding n*****s. His tongue was drawing circles around all the now bleeding holes in my skin and I could feel it vividly. My body was contorting. My breath was quickening, and my muscles were contracting. I couldn’t decide to raise or lower my chest, or even if I was enjoying this or not. I was almost hyperventilating when I let out a moan. His hand was now on the other breast squeezing it. I could feel a pinch, and my back was arched so far back I swear it was shaped like a semi-circle. I was squirming and couldn’t keep still. He switched and was cleaning the blood of the left breast now. His hand was covering the other, fingers lightly stoking it. One finger barely brushed the very tip of my n****e and I melted. I let out a sigh I’ve never heard before. He looked up and raised an eyebrow.

“Someone have a change of mind?”

 “Maybe, maybe I learned to relax a bit, I mean it’s not that bad.” He smiled smugly.

 “See? Well I think it’s time to move one then. Do you want the easy stuff first or the hard?”

“Let’s ease into it, so give me the easy.”

“Alright, let’s go.” He took the two circles and shoved them into my thighs. It hurt, and I yelped. He then removed the needles one by one from my neck. When he finished I took a deep breath feeling like I could breathe again. The needles then began to be inserted into my legs and feet at seemingly random spots. He then mounted me. I could see him hardening, granted he was almost at his full length by the time he got there. He raised himself, with his legs on either side of mine. As he slowly lowered himself he hit a needle pushing it in farther, and I winched in pain. He was not in completely and began to rock. He had his eyes closed, at least while mine where open. I shut my eyes and matched his rhythm. I could hear him exhaling every time he pushed back in. He started to slow as I started to contort. He then let out a sigh as I moaned. He came to a stop and pulled out. He collected the needles from my legs and looked at me. “Now it’s time for the fun part.”

 He took a needle and poked it into my pelvic region. It hurt but it wasn’t that bad. Then he stuck a needle in each side. He took one circle and placed it around the needle in top. I heard and felt my skin pop and he started to twist. I winched, and again tried to match his movements. He set the other circle down on his table, and came back with one single needle. “Stay still!” He disappeared below me and I suddenly felt his fingers separating me. I felt something cold enter and I shivered. It caught and I yelled. He kept coming until I felt his finger start to enter too. He then began to turn the needle around, tracing the walls of the cavity. I could feel it catch, and bounce off. I was trying my best to stay still, but my pelvic could not any longer and it raised. He looked up at me.

“I told you to stay still.”

 “I…I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it. I’m sorry.” He shoved the needle far inside and repeatedly jabbed me. I was winching, and flinching and crying by now. I was in pain, and I could do nothing to stop him. When he finished he stuck the needle in my belly button. He then came back up and straddled me again. He shifted his weight and was laying on the needle. I howled out in pain. “Please get up. Please! GET OFF!”

 It didn’t help. He only put more pressure on it. I was beginning to worry the needle would slip under the skin. When he got up I looked down. I couldn’t see the pin. I shrieked. He looked at me and brought his hand to my stomach. He then reached into my belly button and pulled out the needle. It was dripping as he held it up.

“Seeing as your filthy with blood, I think you should go clean up.” He came towards my face and reached for my hands. I heard something click and my wrist was free, then the other. I sat up and reached for my legs. “Hold on a sec, I’m getting them next.”

 He walked towards me feet, always keeping one hand on me. Touching me gingerly, like he did when we first started dating. I watched as he inserted the key into the lock, and it sprang open. One leg free! Then quickly the next. I swung both legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Only to fall on the floor. He laughed at me and helped me back on the bed.

“Don’t rush, remember we’re easing into things.” He laughed and was nearly doubled over with amusement. I slowly slid of the bed again. This time only standing straight up with one hand leaning on the bed for support. I took one step, and then slowly another. He started clapping. “She can walk!”

 I glared at him and kept walking.

“Let me show you to your bathroom.” He brought me towards the door he walks through but turned abruptly to the right. There seemed to be a whole other room. I saw a big wooden closet up against one wall. There was a couch nearby, facing a TV. Next to the TV lay a pile of books. There was an area rug on the concrete floor. As we walked across it my feet burned with chill. I saw another doorway on the right and noticed a toilet, sink with mirror and shower with clear glass doors. “Now it’s time to shower. Go!”

 “Can I pee first, I kinda gotta go.” He looked at me, shivering now in the chill air.

 “Fine.” I looked at him, but he just stood there.

“I’m not going anywhere. You may be up, but I’m gonna stay here just to make sure.” I looked at him again and he just stared back. I went to the toilet and sat down. I was reminded of an incident a month or two ago when we were walking out in the woods and he stopped. He turned a bit to face the woods and I heard him unzip. I walked a little forward to give him some privacy and he grabbed my arm. He told me I didn’t need to go anywhere I could stay there while he finished his business. Now it is his turn to wait for me to finish. I waited a second but I really had to go, so I did my thing. I grabbed the roll of toilet paper and he was still watching my every move. I got up to flush and went to the sink to wash my hands with some liquid soap sitting on the ledge. “Now it’s time to shower. I didn’t know what stuff you used so I just got some things I thought you might like.”

 I opened the door and climbed into the shower. I turned on the water and let it flow over my head and soak my hair. It felt so good. It stung when the water hit my open wounds, but that was even a good pain, like after a good workout. I put my hands to my face and sighed. I looked over at Sean. He was still standing there leaning against the wall. I grabbed the shampoo. It was some herbal essence stuff for long hair. I actually did use it for a while, and I love the smell of it. I squirted some of it into my hand and started lathering it into my hair. The thought of clean hair was intoxicating. I was rubbing my head when I looked over to Sean again. This time he had a weird look on his face. I looked down and notice he was hard. I put my head under the stream again and started rinsing. It felt so good. I next grabbed the matching conditioner and squeezed some into my hand. I heard the door open and Sean appeared and stepped into the shower.

 “Keep doing your thing, your fine, don’t mind me.” I gave him a weird look but kept going. I turned away from him, but he turned me back around. I looked down and he was holding himself. He was starting to breath heavily. “Rinse!” I did so not knowing what was going on. I turned around to rinse. When I had nearly finished I saw Sean’s hands placed on the wall. His arms were on either side of me. He whispered in my ear. “You know I had this ready for the night you decided to spend here. I guess it finally paid off.” He then kissed my neck. I moved my head as he brought his arms around my waist. They kept going until they were holding my pelvic region. Then I felt his body on mine, and very quickly he entered. I moved, but his hands kept me still. I braced myself against the wall. He finished, and grabbed a piece of soap, I noticed the dove on it. He took it and rubbed it on my stomach. He first went up, circling my breasts, covering them with a layer of soap. He continued up onto my neck, avoiding my face. He whispered in my ear that he had a special wash just for my face. He kissed my neck again. He then rubbed my back, and down to my butt. He rubbed vigorously and went into the crack. He followed it to the front. He brought his hands around me again. I was just standing there, not knowing what to do. I wanted him to continue, it felt kinda nice, but at the same time it made me feel helpless. He kept going bringing the soap up, and down, until he started circling my legs. He dropped the soap but brought his hand up, tracing my leg, and fingering me. I let out a small sound. He stopped and turned me around.

“Pick it up, it’s your turn.” I did. I picked up the soap and started rubbing his stomach and chest. I then reached around and started on his back. As I did, he pulled me in and started kissing me. I couldn’t help it. I kissed him, with all the love I had to give. I brought my hands up and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands were on my ass and pulling me in. He was hard and I was wet. He pulled me off and told me I needed to clean him before we could go any farther. I went down and started at his feet. Working my way up. When I go to his hips I stopped. I looked up into his eyes and he pushed my head forward. I knew what I had to do. I opened my mouth and went forward. He was inside my mouth as I was sucking, and licking. He was moaning now. He stopped and so did I. I then soaped him up. I stood up and he grabbed me. He penetrated before I knew what happened. It burned and I screamed.

“Didn’t like that.?” I shook my head.

“It burns.” He pulled out. He then took out a cup filled it with water and pushed me to the ground. He spread my legs and dumped in the hot water. It burned and I winched. He then laid on top of me and started kissing me. He was running his hands up and down my body, and I was moving. My body had taken over and I was just there knowing that this felt good. I was moving in rhythm with him. Our two bodies were becoming one. Until he entered and I contorted. He rocked for a while. He stopped and got up.

“You need to shave. I’ll leave you to do that and wash your face.” He got up, grabbed a towel and dried himself off. “Don’t think I’m leaving quite yet; I’m just getting my clothes.”

He smiled and left the room. I found a razor and some shaving cream I didn’t recognize. I continued and shaved as he told me to. I don’t know why I did it, but I did. I heard something outside, it almost sounded like a fire.