ARIANA
It was a long first day at the University. Jenny and Cassie were there too. But they both pretended like I didn't exist. I ignored them. I was determined to make my own mark in the world. On a hectic day, there was this gothic girl, Kristin, who very much bonded with me. In the second lecture for the day, she and I became friends over a gum that I offered her. “You know, you are cool. People here hardly even look at me.” Kristin spoke while smiling at me.
I laughed out loud. “If you haven't noticed, I am getting the same kind of treatment around here. You are not the only one, babes.” I replied calmly. It was hurtful how my own best friends were treating me. As If I was some kind of plague they were supposed to ignore at any cost.
“And here I thought, I am the only weirdo in this whole university. People pointed their fingers only at me and whispered to each other only for me.” She said it dramatically. Her hand was on her chest and she made a fake hurt face.
“Nope, not anymore. I share your weirdness now. I'm getting the same kind of treatment. I'm the new weirdo.” I replied and we both started laughing together. People were stupid. Just because she liked to wear all black, wore black lipstick and smokey eye makeup, doesn't mean she worships Satan. What a joke.
We were talking and laughing while pointing out fingers at others, just as they do to us. I gasped as all of a sudden, I was pulled away from Kristin. I collided with something rock hard. Looking up, I choked in my own breath. I saw Enzo's darkened eyes. And they were filled with jealousy, lust and anger.
“Enzo! Is everything okay?” I asked out of curiosity. My heart was pounding against my rib cage. I was afraid of him.
“I will tell you what's wrong.” He growled at me and then, he humiliated me in front of the whole university, on my very first day. He dragged me away, not even caring if I was on my feet or if I had fallen.
I felt like my arm was about to rip apart. He dragged me straight toward the car. He stuffed me into the car, and locked the door. He then hopped into the driver's seat and zoomed away. I was holding onto the seat belt like my dear life depended on it. He was driving so fast, I could almost see my own grave. “Enzo, please, slow down.” I whimpered when he almost hit a bike on the road.
He just glared at me and I heard him growling like an animal. I had no idea what had gotten into him. Everything was perfectly fine in the morning. He dropped me off with a sunflower and a very passionate kiss in front of everyone. I couldn't say I didn't like it. And despite the treatment I received from my friends, his kiss was one thing that kept me going.
He stopped the car in front of the mansion. He hopped out and walked toward the passenger side. He threw me on his shoulder with ease and started walking. He didn't answer anyone's greetings. Instead, he took me straight to his bedroom. My heart was in the pit of my stomach, stirring up the fear. “Enzo, please, let me down. Let's talk about whatever it is. I am sure, something os bothering you.” Despite being do fucked up with my own anger, I tried my best to calm him down.
He then locked the door of his bedroom. He walked toward his bed and threw me on the bed. “Let’s talk, sweetness. Take your clothes off, right the fuck now.” My heart leapt into my throat when I heard him. He was already stripping his elegant three piece tuxedo off of his body while glaring at me.
“Enzo…” I whimpered, pleading with him to have some mercy.
“Take it off. Because if I did it, you will regret it for the rest of your fucking life, sweetness.” I shivered at his threat. Gulping hard, I nodded my head. He watched me as I undressed myself.
As soon as I was completely naked, he hovered over me. He grabbed both of my wrists and tied them against the headboard of the bed, using his tie. “You like flirting, I like fucking. It's your own damn fault you are getting this punishment.” Shiver ran down my spine when I heard him.
“What are you hmmm…” I was instantly silenced when he stuffed my own panties in my mouth.
He roughly started kneading my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples between his fingers so harshly. I wanted to scream but they were muffled. He leaned over, and started biting my skin. I was trying to breathe. But it was almost hard.
I arched my back as he started rubbing his thumb against my clitoris. Tears started rolling down my eyes. He was treating me so roughly. I never thought my first time would be so painful. I could feel a burning sensation all over my neck, my breasts and my shoulders, where he had bitten.
“You like it when I am treating you so roughly?” He asked me, growling iny ear. When I didn't respond, he slapped my pussy a few times, making it sring. Crying at his torture, I nodded my head while choking on my own panties.
“You will never look at another man once I am done with you today.” He growled angrily at me. I frowned in confusion. He didn't do anything that might have angered him. He just started punishing for no reason. He pushed my knees apart. I gulped hard, watching his thick, big cock, align with my entrance.
I braced myself as I knew, it was not going to be a gentle one. He pushed his length, all the way into my pussy, knocking the air out of me. It felt like he ripped me open down there. “Fuck!” He cursed loudly. I screamed in pain when he pulled it out without a warning. I was crying in pain and humiliation. That's not what I had imagined for my first time.
“Are you a fucking Virgin?” He asked me coldly and pulled the panties out of my mouth. He untied me and I turned around, clutching onto my vagina.
“Yes! I was a virgin.” I whimpered, feeling cold and empty as he pulled away from me. I heard rustling from behind. I turned to look and found him dressing up.
“What are you doing?” I asked, a pang of betrayal throbbing in my chest.
“I am leaving. I don't fuck virgins.” He growled at me in disgust. A set of fresh tears filled my eyes when I heard him. It wasn't just the words that hurt me. The way he didn't even spare me a glance. He wasn't completely dressed. He just gathered his clothes in his arms and ran off, like he was running away from me. Like I was a plague. And he needed to get away. When the door finally slammed shit, I let go of the tsunami of tears. In all this mess, I didn't even know what I did wrong. He forced himself on me and I didn't complain because I thought it was eventually going to happen. But I never thought I would be humiliated in such a way. Broken, I laid in his bed, hatred filling my chest for both him and myself.