My savior

Chapter 2

TW: r**e SCENE AHEAD. IT'S NOT DETAILED; IT'S BEFORE AND AFTER IT. SINCE I DON'T LIKE WRITING ABOUT THESE THINGS. IT MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE.

I quickly entered my room and prepared myself. The ugly red dress or should I say gown that I'll be wearing is very short, revealing, and tight. I remember that my father would tell me to not wear anything under it. No bra. No underwear So I was basically naked.

After I was done, I put my makeup on and covered the bruises I had. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I looked like a slut wanting attention. After I was fully done with wearing and covering, I went downstairs.

I went to the dining room and sat next to my father.

He said with a smile, "Here she is. Boys, meet your toy, Eva. Eva, meet your guests. "

"Hello," I said, with my head down.

"Hello, gorgeous"

"Hello, cutie pie"

"What's up baby"

I mentally cringed at the names they called me.

"So boys, when are you ready to go play with her?" My father said

"Right now, Billy. I can't wait, "he smirked.

The boys, my father, and I stood up from the table and went to the room upstairs. When we reached there, my father took me aside and said

"Obey them, no crying or shouting. If I hear anyone saying you cried, you won't see your room for a month. Is that understood? "

"Yes, father."

He looked at them and said

"Alright boys, she's yours. Have fun playing with her. "

He threw me towards them and went downstairs. The boys took me into the room and closed the door.

*r**e scene*

"Now sweetheart, you will know each of our names and moan them with your pretty voice, clear?"

"yes"

The first boy said, "mark"

The second one said "James."

The third one said "George".

After they told me their names, they set some rules.

1-I can't scream or shout.

2-I have to moan their names in a sexy way or they will punish me

3-I have to obey them or they will tell my father

4-no crying

5-no stuttering while answering a question

"Now sweetcheeks, lie on the bed and try to spread your legs as wide as you can."

"Just to the point that the dress won't be torn because I'll be the one to tear it from you," James smirked as he and the others started to undress.

I obeyed them and lied on the bed with my legs spread. My legs didn't spread more than 5 cm.

"Can you spread them more, cutie? I'm sure that's not all you got. " George said

"I can't, the dress will be torn." I said with fear in my voice.

"Well then, boys, let's play."

*skip to the end of the r**e scene*

I wanted to wake up from the dream, but the pain between my legs was suggesting otherwise. A waterfall of tears started to dampen my cheeks.

This wasn't supposed to happen. It can't be real. I was constantly aware of the fact that my father was a ruthless man. However, it never crossed my mind before that it was going to happen too soon.

I was staring at the ground, too scared to move or say a word. Mark violently grabbed my head and forced me to look into his eyes. Evilness was pouring out of them.

"I'll tell your father that his little baby girl didn't obey the rules."

The moment my ears heard my father's name, I started losing control of my body and everything was getting darker.