Alone | By : kattanon Category: M through R > Mummy, The (All) > Mummy, The (All) Views: 14674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own The Mummy movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: - I don’t own any of the characters of The Mummy, I’m just borrowing them to play with.
Alone – Chapter 4.
Jonathan could hear Holden getting nearer and wanted to move, to put as much distance between himself and his tormentor as possible. However, when he tried to get up he found he had no strength left in his beaten body. He could hear Holden’s cruel laughter as he watched Jonathan’s futile attempts. Jonathan squeezed his eyes shut and tried to regain some kind of control over his body. He was shaking; not only in shock but also from the deep sobs that still rose up from his chest and which he couldn’t seem to stop. His heart was beating wildly and he could hear the rush of blood in his ears. His lower back, backside and thighs felt as if they were on fire, a non-stop source of agony that came in waves throbbing in time to his rapid heartbeat. Jonathan had been in fights before, although he much preferred to talk his way out of trouble, and usually could; he had been on the wrong end of the occasional fist. He had even been beaten once, with a belt by his father when he was twelve and his father had caught him gambling. Of course his father only managed to strike him half a dozen times before he’d stopped thrown the belt away and had hugged a shocked Jonathan in tears promising never to do it again. However, none of those events could have prepared him for this. It wasn’t only the pain, though that was bad enough, it was the complete and utter humiliation he felt. He had been powerless, held down by Holden’s huge Egyptian servant and then striped and beaten like a child. Underlying that of course was the ugly suspicion Jonathan had that Holden had actually enjoyed it. Jonathan wasn’t naïve, he knew there were those who got gratification from inflicting pain on others and it seemed pretty obvious that Holden was one of these people, but Jonathan was afraid that there was more to Holden than just a sadistic streak. His words that promised this was just the beginning that now they could "…start to have some real fun together" terrified Jonathan, as did the memory of Holden’s possessive touch before the beating had begun.
Suddenly Jonathan was aware of Holden’s close proximity. He had stepped close to Jonathan and dropped down onto his haunches next to him. With one hand Holden reached out and gently smoothed Jonathan’s hair back. Jonathan tried to be strong, to show no reaction but he couldn’t prevent himself from flinching away from that poisonous touch. This only made Holden chuckle and he trailed his fingers down over Jonathan’s face feeling his tears and delighting in the sensation,
"Aw poor baby did that hurt hmm? Never mind it won’t seem so bad in a minute…I’ve got something especially for you that’s going to help take your mind off that."
Jonathan steeled himself and then opened his eyes. Looking into that cruel, sneering face he asked the question that was burning in his mind. He thought he’d already guessed the answer and was terrified he was correct,
"What…what are you going…to do now?"
"Oh I told you I’ve been thinking about you didn’t I Jonny. Well you’d be surprised I bet at just what I’ve been thinking about you. You know how it is I’m sure…dark, lonely nights only yourself and your imagination for company hmm." Holden smirked and leaned down even closer to Jonathan as he spoke. "A little self-pleasuring shall we say…you know how it is when one gets the urge…and guess who it is I’ve been thinking about lately while I’ve been indulging myself. Can you guess Jonny? Oh I’m going to enjoy this…get to act out my fantasies. Of course you won’t enjoy it quite so much as me I’m sure, but that’s not really the point is it eh. Oh and remember you can scream as loudly as you like Jonny…and I intend to make you scream."
With one final cold smile Holden straightened up and barked out some orders to his accomplice. Jonathan felt a huge hand grab his hair and another one grab his shoulder as he was unceremoniously heaved up from the floor. He tried and failed to get his feet under him and was dragged around and again bent over the table his face pressed down into its wooden surface.
Jonathan could feel the air behind him stir as Holden moved in to stand directly behind him. Holden’s hand reached out and came to rest against Jonathan’s backside. He slowly rubbed along several of the welts that the beating had left there, causing pain to flare up sharply, making Jonathan gasp. In a quiet voice, almost so quiet Jonathan had to strain to hear what he said, he whispered,
"Your skin bruises beautifully Jonny. You look absolutely delicious."
Jonathan was gripped by panic and although it was agony to move he tried to struggle, to wriggle out from under that powerful grip that held him face down in this humiliating and vulnerable position. Although he knew that it would do him no good he tried to appeal to Holden,
"Come on now James you don’t want to do something’re ’re gonna regret later. This hasn’t gone too far yet…alright you’ve…umm…you’ve punished me and fair enough I waong ong to cheat you I admit that. Not this though…James you can’t do this. I don’t…I don’t want this…if you do this it’ll be against my will…it’ll be…um…it’ll be…"
Jonathan started when he felt Holden lean over him, draping his body over Jonathan’s, his mouth down by Jonathan’s ear as he said the word that Jonathan couldn’t bring himself to articulate,
"Rape Jonny…is that the word you’re looking for."
With that his tongue flicked out, like a serpent’s, and licked the top of Jonathan’s ear making him shudder in disgust and fear.
"Christ James you can’t…you can’t be serious." Jonathan stuttered.
"Oh I’m serious Jonny just feel how serious I am." Holden said.
With that he rubbed himself against Jonathan’s body. Jonathan hissed in pain as the rough material of Holden’s clothes brushed against his sensitive bruised and abused flesh.
"See what you do to me Jonny." Holden told him.
Jonathan felt Holden push his pelvis up against his buttocks and obscenely rub himself firmly against him. Jonathan felt bile rise up in his throat when he felt Holden’s erection pressed against him.
Jonathan shivered when suddenly Holden moved away from him and the burning heat of the other man’s body draped on top of his was gone. However, his reprieve was short lived when he heard a sound like Holden spitting and then felt hiit sit slickened fingers brush against his buttocks. Jonathan heard a whimper of fear escape from his mouth as Holden’s fingers dipped into the cleft there and probed for the hidden entrance to his body. He tried to squirm away but felt the grip on him tighten and the large man holding him down pressed more of his weight down on Jonathan, successfully pinning him down even more. Jonathan stilled holding his breath, every muscle in his body clenched tight in preparation for the violation he knew was about to occur when he felt Holden stroke his fingers against his anus.
"If you relax Jonny you never know you might even enjoy this." Holden told him, his excitement evident in his mocking voice.
Then with no warning he stabbed into Jonathan’s unwilling body with a finger. Jonathan cried out at the sharp burning pain he felt lance through his body. Holden pushed his finger in as far as it would go and left it there not moving, not speaking. Jonathan could hear his own breathing, harsh and loud to his ears. Every sensation was heightened by his fear. The weight of the man standing over him, immobilizing him, the fetid stench of his breath. The feel of the cold wooden surface of the table against his face, the sharp edge of it cutting into his stomach. The intrusion of Holden’s finger in his body and the creeping terror that soon it would be something else. Something that would rip into him tearingrt hrt his body and soul and changing him forever.
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