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A Simple Act of Kindness	By : Demona_Andariel Category: -Movies Misc > Het - Male/Female Views: 1897 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Texas Chainsaw Massacre, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Thomas was gone from the bed by the time she was awake, much to her surprise. The sun shone through the window, hitting her face. Getting up, she walked to the window to look out. She’d gone through so much the last few days. Her body felt empty, hollow. But, she’d promised herself she was going to live. She’d promised herself she’d try to make the best out of her situation.
“Well, well,” Hoyt’s teasing drawl sent shivers down her spine. She spun around. He gave her a lecherous smile as he stepped inside and closed the door behind him.
She froze. What the fuck was he planning? “What are you doing?” she snapped trying to keep the fear out of her voice.
“I saw what you did,” Hoyt said. “Wasting perfectly good meat, killing it before we could store it so it won’t rot. You know that just means Tommy’s gonna have to go look for more meat, right?”
Her heart dropped. “Where’s Thomas?” she asked.
Hoyt’s smile seemed to widen. “Sent the boy to get more meat of course. You should really try Luda’s stew. It’s delicious.” He took a step closer to her. She tried to take a step back, but she was already at the window. “Here’s the thing, girly. Ya really need to be taught a lesson. Tommy has told me that you’re not being very receptive.”
“Don’t you dare!” Elizabeth snarled. “I’ll tell Thomas.”
Hoyt laughed.
“That boy. You think he’d believe you? You’ve barely been here a week. I’m his uncle. He’ll know you seduced me. That his cock wasn’t good enough you had to try more. That is, if you say anything.”
“Thom-” she started to scream, as she ran towards the door, but Hoyt tackled her. “Let me go!” she yelled as she struggled.
“He ain’t here, babydoll,” Hoyt said as he shifted a lot of his weight on her, pinning her to the ground. “Sent him out to get more meat, and Luda’s with the neighbors for a few hours. Just you and me.” Her nightshirt was one of Thomas’ old button ones. It barely covered her, but at least it did something. Hoyt’s hand went up her nightshirt and he laughed. “Oh, you are a slut. No panties?” he asked as she felt two of his fingers penetrate her.
“No!” She cried out, as she pushed him away. He grabbed her shirt as she got to her feet. She could feel and hear the buttons pop from their struggle.
She reached the door and grabbed onto the door knob, only for him to wrap his arms around her middle and throw her back into the room. She hit the mattress. She tried to let out another cry for help, but he smacked her face.
The shock and stun from his backhand, momentarily disoriented her. She couldn’t think fast enough to stop him. He flipped her onto her stomach, kicking her legs out while he placed himself behind her.
“Now bite down, muffle those cries. I gotta get a taste of this pussy.” Hoyt stuck a finger into her pussy, roughly moving it around. She cried, trying to stop him, reaching behind her, since he was holding her down with his other arm.
“I’ve had enough, you little bitch,” he snarled as smacked her ass. She felt his cock through his pants as he rubbed along her. “Now, I know you want good old Tommy boy to come and save you. But that ain’t happenin’. I’ve got you for a couple hours. Enough to fuck that pussy and get ya cleaned up without him knowing.”
She heard him unbuckle and his pants slide down. With renewed energy she struggled again, only to have him press her hard into the mattress. She felt his cock as he slid it over her pussy and then ass. Hoyt groaned.
“Don’t worry. I don’t plan on cumming in ya pussy. That baby’s gotta be Tommy’s.”
Tears streamed down her face. She didn’t care that he wasn’t going to cum in her. One way or another she was clearly going to have a baby. She just didn’t want him inside her at all.
His cock rubbed up against her pussy again and she moved her ass to one side. He grumbled as he tried to line himself up again, before she moved her ass to one side again. “Fucking, fine,” he snarled.
Before she could react, his hands spread her ass cheeks apart and he started to push his cock into her virgin ass.
“I think there’s a hole he hasn’t touched yet,” Hoyt said with glee as he pushed harder.
“No!” she screamed as she tried to get away.
“Shut up, you stupid bitch!” Hoyt snarled, slapped her ass. “Just take it. Once my cock’s head is in it’s easy after that.”
She felt his cock press against her virgin asshole. She wasn’t sure if Thomas had ever thought of fucking her ass, or if he would do it after she got pregnant. Either way, she was grateful that he hadn’t used her there yet. But now… she wished he had. Better him than his fucking uncle.
“Stop,” Elizabeth cried out as started to push into her. The pain was intense. He didn’t even try to loosen her up and wasn’t using lube.
He grabbed her hair and pulled her back. She cried out both in pain and terror. “What the fuck did I say? Be quiet. Now, I’m gonna be nice and warn ya. There’s going to be some real pain.”
She shook her head. “Please, stop!” She wailed. The horrible reality of what was about to happen shook her to her core. She should have killed herself down in that basement. There was no one coming to save her. Why was she so intent on living? Death was far better than all this. She could feel her mind go numb as his cock head breached her.
She let out another scream as Hoyt was pulled back, his cock leaving her ass.
“She made me do it!” Hoyt yelled, pointing a finger at her immediately.
She sank to the ground, body shaking, eyes raging. Thomas stood between them. Looking from his uncle to her then back to his uncle.
“I’m sorry, Thomas,” Hoyt continued as he tried to move. “Dammit, boy.” He growled, rubbing his back as he stood. “You didn’t have to throw me so hard. But the bitch was begging for it. I tried to resist, but you know me.”
Thomas fixed his gaze at Elizabeth. Wiping her nose, she looked back at him. He didn’t have a handsome face underneath his human mask. But she preferred it to whatever victim he was wearing.
He… had… saved her? He’d put her through so much. Raping her daily to impregnate her. Groping and petting her in front of his family as if she were some sort of prize. Even the voyeurism as he fuck her in front of Jason. Yet there he stood, like some sort of savior. Protecting her from his uncle. Why?
“Awe, don’t ya think for one moment that she’s innocent. Those big old tears. They weren’t there at the start. I’m sorry, Thomas. I think we just might have to find another one for ya. But don’t worry. I was trying to punish her. Stick it in her ass. For you.”
The words seemed to affect Thomas as his eyes dilated ever so slightly. He believed his uncle.
Thomas turned away from her. She threw herself at his feet and both men looked down at her. She ignored Hoyt, giving Thomas her full attention. If he left her, Hoyt would do worse.
“I need your cock,” she begged, wrapping her arms around his leg. “Show him what it means to truly fuck me. You probably don’t believe me that he forced me. I’ve only wanted you. You were my first. I want you to be my last. If you’re going to kill me please fuck me first. Fill me up so that way you’ll be the last thing in my pussy.”
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hoyt’s mouth drop.
Thomas blinked, not moving immediately. Then he reached down and helped her to her feet. His eyes were filled with lust as he roughly pulled her to him. She had him. He glanced over at Hoyt, giving the man a little growl. Elizabeth turned Thomas’ head towards her.
“Making him watch. I want him to see what it truly means to fuck me. I want him to know that I belong to you. All of me does. Like you showed Jason.” Her hands went down undoing his belt. Thomas didn’t stop her, only watched her curiously as she took off her ripped nightshirt, revealing her completely naked body. Getting to her knees, she hesitated for a moment. His male musk was strong. But his cock was still limp. Putting her hands on his legs, she looked up at him. “Can I?” she asked. She wasn’t going to be like them. She wasn’t going to rape someone to survive. Not that Thomas would think it’s rape most likely.
His cock twitched as he looked down at her. And then his hand reached down and patted her head, twirling his fingers into her hair. She flashed Hoyt a glance before she carefully took hold of Thomas’ cock.
Thomas groaned at her touch.
“I realized something, last night,”she whispered, planting kisses on his member while gently stroking it. It was getting bigger and harder. “I,” she said, moving her other hand further down to fondle his balls. He let out a groan and closed his eyes momentarily before looking back at her. “Belong to you,” she finished. Taking his cock and maintaining eye contact, she put it in her mouth.
Both men moaned this time. She moved her tongue as best as she could around him. She half expected him to start fucking her face as fast as he could, but he didn’t. Instead, he let her have as much control as possible. She attempted to be as enthusiastic as possible as she sucked, and licked and gagged on his cock. She didn’t let her gag reflex stop her from bobbing up and down. One hand fondled his balls, carefully massaging and rubbing them, while the other moved along his inner thigh.
His grip tightened on her hair as his hips moved with her head. He was trying to push in as far as he could and she kept her throat and jaw as loose as possible. It was hard to breathe, but she pushed through. She could tell that he was almost ready to come and took in a deep breath. Grabbing the back of her head, he pulled her to his crotch. She closed her eyes as she felt his hot spurts of cum hit the back of her throat.
Thomas let out a gasp before he let her go. He took a step back, his spent cock falling limp between his legs. She didn’t move. Instead, she made a show of swallowing.
Hoyt whimpered in the corner of the room. She hadn’t forgotten about him. This was all a show. A show for him to see what Thomas did for her and what she did for Thomas. A show that she was Thomas’. She didn’t care if Hoyt masturbated what she had done. It would be torture for him. As long as she kept Thomas happy there was no way Hoyt would dare try to touch her again.
She leaned back, giving Thomas the best lusty eyes she could muster, as she bit her lip. Thomas swooped down and picked her up, tossing her on the bed. She bounced a little, her breasts moving up and down that made both men moan. Thomas leaned in close to kiss her.
“As you! Please, Thomas,” she begged, cupping his face. He hesitated then slowly lifted his mask to reveal his disfigured face. She touched his cheek as gently as possible. “Always as you with me. Please.” His face was hideous, although the skin disease that ravaged him wasn’t contagious. She didn’t let her disgust show, keeping her eyes on his. It was true. She would have never dated him in real life. Even now, knowing his personality, she still wouldn’t have dated him. She didn’t think he had it in him to truly betray his uncle and mother. He would never let her go. But, he would keep her safe.
Thomas leaned over her and began kissing her, slowly working his way down. A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine. At the same time, he moved a finger up and began to massage her clit. She let out a cry of excitement, rubbing her breasts as she leaned back in bed. She wasn’t feeling as excited as she was letting on, but neither men knew that. He dipped a finger into her slit and then pulled his whole hand away, making her whimper. His rough calloused hands roamed her whole body.
She glanced over at Hoyt again, who had his cock in his hands as he watched. His eyes were full of fury and lust. Thomas’ hands ran along her thighs, reaching up to stroke her belly.
She looked back at Thomas. Her eyes fell on his cock as big and girthy as ever. It was standing at attention. For the briefest of moments, she wished he’d wait a little bit longer to get her more fired up. He didn’t understand.
She spread her legs further, Hoyt groaned. She knew her mouth opened slightly as Thomas pushed into her. “Fuck me,” she whispered. The sensation of him filling her up was still painful. She didn’t think she’d ever get used to him. Abnormally large cock despite the size of the man. It fit him as did his body. He paused, the head of his cock completely inside her. She waited. He loved this part. He loved her facial expressions.
Even though she expected it. She couldn’t help but cry out in pain and pleasure as he rammed his entire cock into her. No matter how ready she seemed to be, it still hurt. And for whatever reason, he loved watching her make that face. She tried to think as he started ramming her. She had to get him to go deeper. She had to get him to realize that there was more they could do. She needed Hoyt to be jealous. An image popped in her mind.
“Thomas, Thomas, wait,” she said between breaths.
A frown crossed his face as he slowed his pace. She pushed him back, and he let out a groan of distress, but didn’t say a word.
Hoyt snorted.
“Sit, please,” she said, patting on the bed, ignoring Hoyt.
Thomas’ face twitched with confusion but he did as she said sitting at the edge of the bed. His cock sitting straight up between his legs. It was rare for him to get the entire damn thing in her. She’d read up on sex positions before, taking mental notes of what she wanted to try. But there was no reason to explore them with Thomas before. He was her rapist and would always be her rapist. A brief sorrow passed her mind. Would this give him ideas? It didn’t matter though.
She moved one leg over him so that she was straddling him. Her pussy just over his cock. Her breasts grazed his chest. She teased him a little, letting his cock feel her pussy just over him as she moved. He bucked his hips to get at her, but she kept enough of a distance between them.
“I am all yours and only yours,” she stated. Her hand grabbed onto his cock to steady him as she lowered herself onto him.
He leaned his head back moaning in surprise as she let out soft whimpers. It surprised her that he let her have complete control over what she was doing. Her ass finally sat on his legs and she leaned in, kissing his chest.
It was the most interactive she’d ever been with him. In the back of her mind she knew it would be a curse. Putting her arms around his neck, she rose up and down. He joined in her movements. Keeping his thrusting in the same speed as she was. His eyes watched her in awe. She was being deliberately slow, making him saver her. Damn, if it were her last fuck she might as well enjoy herself. His fingers roamed her ass and she felt them go between her cheeks.
Did he want to fuck her ass? She felt his fingers slowly work their way into her asshole. Not very far, but one was joined by another and then another. Did Hoyt notice? Or was he too transfixed, watching her breasts bounce as she moved up and down Thomas’ cock. Or was he watching her pussy as she ate Thomas’ huge cock with every bounce.
She leaned her back and moaned, doing her best to arch her breasts up for Thomas’ view.
Suddenly, she yelped as Thomas picked her up and threw her on the bed again. In his eyes, she could see it. He was nearing his end. She raised her legs up over her head as he penetrated her again. She needed him to go as deep as possible. He picked up speed as he grabbed her sides for leverage so he could ram her harder.
One hand left her side and slipped down to her clit. She let out a happy cry as the fire that was burning in her raged even harder.
“Thomas!” She screamed as the wave of her orgasm crashed through her. She clenched her pussy around his cock and he let out a groan and squeal of his own as he buried himself as deep as possible in her. She felt the warmth of his seed inside her.
Thomas pulled out with a plop and sat there, breathing heavily as he watched her.
She didn’t look at him, instead at the wall, trying to catch her breath.
“Damn, what a show,” Hoyt hollered, slapping his knee with his hands.
Thomas quickly turned. He seemed to have forgotten about his uncle. Elizabeth hadn’t. She sat up, knowing that Hoyt was staring at her breasts. Thomas clearly took offense to his uncle’s leering as he moved his body to better hide his woman.
Thomas stood up, looking at his uncle. “Mine!” he said much more forcefully as he pointed to Elizabeth.
Hoyt raised his hands in the air. “I get it,” he said as he started to make his retreat. Playing it off as if he didn’t care.
Elizabeth caught a glance of Hoyt’s hard on then looked away as he thrust his hips at her while Thomas’ back was turned. Oh, he’d have the images in his head. She didn’t care. He’d already seen her naked before. Now he saw her being stretched out by a massive cock. But, other than his own cock barely breaching her ass before Thomas saved her, he’d never know what she felt like. He could always dream, but his dreams would never come true. He dare not touch what Thomas claimed to be his.
Hoyt closed the door with a slam, betraying his true emotions.
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