Alone | By : kattanon Category: M through R > Mummy, The (All) > Mummy, The (All) Views: 14674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Disclaimers: - I don’t own any of the characters of The Mummy, I’m just borrowing them to play with.
Alone Chapter 6.
Jonathan tried to detach himself from his body. He tried to will himself away from that hot, claustrophobic room, away from the pain and humiliation he felt. In his mind he tried desperately to find something, anything, to latch onto so that he could escape from the present. In his mind he jumped from one memory to another, as the events in that room broke through each carefully constructed memory. He’d been lost in his fourteenth birthday, the last birthday he’d celebrated before his mother had died. His father had saved up for months and taken him and Evie and his mother to the Cairo Savoy for dinner. Jonathan had never been anywhere so sumptuous, so amazing; it had been like entering a different world. He’d just been remembering the look of joy on his mother’s face when Hanif had brutally thrust his way into him. The agonizing pain, the feeling of being rendered apart, ripping him away from his dream. Desperately trying to escape again, not wanting to feel his body being roughly taken, not wanting to hear Hanif’s grunts or his own cries of pain and desolation, not wanting to hear Holden’s laughter, Jonathan cast about in his mind for another reality to grab onto. His mind took him to the time he’d tried to teach Evie to dance. It had been a warm, fragrant evening a couple of years ago, and Jonathan had been teasing her about being stuffy, caring more about her books than having fun. He’d pulled her up from her chair, ignoring her protests as he tried to teach her to waltz. She’d been hopeless; two left feet, and had stepped all over his toes, before they’d both fallen to the floor laughing. He’d just been admiring the laughter that lit up Evie’s eyes when he felt the grip on his hips tighten, the pace being set by Hanif as he raped him becoming harder and faster. Jonathan reached out desperately with his mind, trying to hold onto that look in Evie’s eyes, wanting to flee back into that memory, but he was mercilessly being pulled into the here and now.
Jonathan no longer screamed, his throat was raw, his voice silenced. All he could manage was a pained grunt every time his body was roughly driven into the hard, cold surface of the table. He had his eyes clamped as tightly shut as he could manage, but it wasn’t tightly enough to prevent the seemingly never ending tears from leaking out and rolling down his cheeks. In between each grunt Jonathan sobbed out his misery, his loss. He did feel he was losing so much of himself, his entire being was being torn apart, and the different pieces were being scattered to the four winds, and he knew he’d never be able to find them again, he’d never be able to piece himself back together again. It made him think of the nursery rhyme his father used to sing to him when he was little. He was Humpty Dumpty, and no one would be able to put him back together again either.
After what seemed to Jonathan to be an eternity of torture he felt Hanif begin to quicken his pace, thrusting as deeply as he could, and then Jonathan felt his release. The filth that he polluted his body with spreading a dark, evil canker into every corner of his being, of his soul.
Jonathan cried out weakly at the sharp pain caused by Hanif pulling out of his body, and tried, unsuccessfully, to blot out the sound of Holden laughing and applauding their performance. No longer being held up by Hanif's strong arms Jonathan just didn’t have the strength left inside himself to stay upright. He felt himself slide from the table and crumple to the floor. He could feel blood and God knows what else leaking from his broken body, as it ran warm and wet down his thighs to pool onto the floor. The smell of Hanif’s unwashed body was strong in his nostrils, combined with the smell of fear and sex. Jonathan flinched at the feel of a hand on his face. God he never wanted to be touched by anyone ever again. He heard the small whimper that escaped from his lips, and cringed when Holden’s voice sounded in his ear.
"Oh that was so hot Jonny. You don’t know how beautiful you looked while Hanif took you. So much pain, so much despair it was delicious. Now one last thing and our perfect evening will be complete."
Finally opening his eyes to look into Holden’s face Jonathan couldn’t help begging him,
"Oh God…God James please no…no more. I…I can’t please…please don’t."
"But Jonny watching you and Hanif together…well I found it very stimulating and ah…I’m in need of a little relief you know. So this is what you’re going to do. You’re going to use that pretty mouth of yours for something other than lying and cheating."
Horrified at the implication of what Holden was saying Jonathan stared at him with wide, terror filled eyes. He immediately began shaking his head,
"No…no I won’t…I’d rather die…you…you can’t make me…I won’t."
Holden grabbed onto Jonathan’s shoulder with one hand, the other twisting itself into his hair, and he dragged him partially upright, causing pain to shoot through Jonathan’s abdomen. The pain was so intense it stole Jonathan’s breath for a moment, the world greying at the edges as it nearly pushed him into unconsciousness. However, Holden wouldn't allow him to get away so easily, and he shook him back to awareness. Desperately Jonathan reached out trying to grab onto the comforting numbness unconsciousness would bring, but found it faded away from him. Slipping through his fingers as he was brought back to the present moment.
"Oh you’ll do exactly what I tell you to do, because if you don’t it won’t be you I’ll get to suck my cock, it’ll be that little sister of yours. Would you prefer that Jonny? Would you prefer I spend some quality time getting to know Evie better hmm? Don’t think that American will be able to protect her either, if I want her I’ll get her, I always get what I want in the end you should know that." Holden snarled.
Jonathan knew that he meant every word, and the thought that Holden would make good on his threat, that he might touch Evie terrified Jonathan. At that second he knew he was beaten, he knew that he’d do anything Holden demanded of him to spare Evie. He was her big brother it was his duty to protector her, and if that meant giving into Holden’s perverted desires then that was exactly what he’d do. Besides this whole thing was his fault. If he hadn’t tried to be clever, if he hadn’t cheated Holden out of his money this wouldn’t be happening now. He couldn’t let Evie suffer for his sins. He was already lost; he’d do anything to ensure that she was protected.
"Alright…alright I’ll do anything you want just…please James don’t hurt her. It’s me you want not Evie don’t hurt her. I’ll cooperate."
Pulling Jonathan to his knees Holden stroked his hand through his hair,
"Good boy Jonny I knew you’d be sensible."
Jonathan saw Holden’s hand reach into his already open trousers as he prepared to pull his erection free, and closed his eyes. Once more Holden’s grip tightened in his hair as he pulled Jonathan’s head up,
"Look at me Jonny, open your eyes and look at me." He commanded his voice husky with lust.
Having no choice Jonathan obeyed and opened his eyes. Holden was staring right into Jonathan’s eyes, his gaze never wavering as he said,
"Don’t close your eyes. I want to be able to look into your eyes Jonny the entire time. You’d better do everything I tell you to or else I’ll pay little Evie a visit. Do you understand?"
Unable to speak Jonathan nodded his understanding to Holden and tried to prepare himself for the horror to come.
"Open that pretty mouth of yours Jonny, and I don’t want to feel any teeth." Holden told him.
Reluctantly Jonathan complied, and gagged when he felt Holden’s hard flesh shoving it’s way into his mouth. He wanted to squeeze his eyes shut, and had begun to do just that when he remembered Holden’s threat to Evie, and quickly opened them again. He saw Holden smirking at him in satisfaction as he said,
"Oh good boy Jonny, see you can learn to do what your told. Now don’t just sit there suck."
Unable to prevent the tears from falling from his eyes at this latest humiliation Jonathan did as he was told, and began to suck on Holden’s penis. The grasp of Holden’s hand in his hair tightened painfully, and Jonathan welcomed the pain. It was what he deserved, it was his punishment.
The hand in his hair kept his head still as Holden viciously raped his mouth. Jonathan was continually gagging as the hard flesh was thrust deeply into his mouth, banging into the back of his throat, bruising the delicate tissues there. All the time Holden stared into his eyes, his gaze never wavering, the lust and pleasure he was experiencing burning it's way into what little was left of Jonathan’s soul. As Holden’s thrusts became faster Jonathan found it increasingly difficult to breathe. He tried to pull in a ragged breath when Holden partially pulled out, but as he plunged himself back into Jonathan’s mouth so quickly Jonathan found it nearly impossible, and his vision began to fade as the lack of oxygen began to take it’s toll. Suddenly he heard Holden grunt loudly, and as he watched, Holden squeezed his eyes shut, his face twisting into an ugly mask. Then Jonathan felt his mouth being flooded with Holden’s hot cum. Holden’s erection was thrust as far down his throat as he could get it, and in an effort at self-preservation Jonathan’s body took over his reactions. In an effort to clear his airway he automatically began to swallow the bitter slimy liquid that had flooded his mouth. His stomach was rebelling at what was being forced into it, and the instant Holden finally let him go and stepped back Jonathan couldn’t stop himself from hunching over, and vomiting Holden’s cum onto the floor.
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