Here Linochka was wrong. What a beast!

The angel again began to push me away, and now tears flowed out of the blue eyes of the eyes, disfiguring the face of an ideal beauty with the suffering mask. This is only the beginning, soon only the vile toad will remain from the goddess. Who she really is.

Again hit.

- I warned you, do not resist me, or it will be more painful!

Lina obeyed, went limp, stopped breaking out, and I was finally able to enter the fucking angelic womb. The walls of the dry vagina slightly squeezed my bloodshot member painfully. But I still mercilessly pushed forward, wishing, either to get the moisture that had softened the process of violence, or to establish my supremacy. Push, push, at each of which Lina quietly squeaked, and the tears tinted from the blue carcass continued to roll on marvelous cheeks. Cry, cry, my angel! I revel in your tears! After all, you turned me into a damn maniac. The painfulness of the first movements was gone, which means that the lubricant did appear. He moved faster, moved harder, deeper, as if trying to pierce it through, even to get her cold heart. This is violence, and I do not need to be gentle, caring about the feelings of my partner. The nasty creak of an old couch broke into his ears, but he also added excitement and even atrocities. Lina covered her tear-stained eyes with her palms. He paused for a moment, and without leaving the silk crotch, he angrily tore off the thin girlish wrists from his tear-stained face.

- Do not dare to close, you hear! Look at me, Lina, I want to see your eyes! I want to know what hurts you!

The endless blue sky in the blue carcass drips tightened lethal whirlpool, but straight to the bottom. Again, rammed a member of the girl's bosom, and froze in the very depths, hawk-peering at the bawling, but still insanely beautiful face. And then simply in a brutal way — a blow, a blow, a blow ... Lina threw back her head, hissed, and moaned muffled by each such mad push. Blow, blow, blow. How sweet is this silk vagina! Damn, I can't take it anymore! And he lasted so long, surprisingly even that he didn’t let down right away, barely touching the delicate skin between women's legs, as I remember, it was on that fateful night. Another deep brutal blow, another quiet cry of pain from the bitten angel's lips, and my howling pleasure from the come orgasm announced the space. A member of pulsed, pouring sperm inside fucking-beautiful cunt. A couple of mad pushes to continue my enjoyment, and I hoarsely hoarsely thumped on top of the divine body. I stuck my nose somewhere in the area of ​​the vein that was beating on the girl's neck. Her skin smelled of colors of Eden ... The fingers themselves moved to stroke this wondrous Angel, and her lips reached out to kiss the blood-soaked mouth. Not!!! Do not wait for a reptile! From me she will no longer receive a single gram of tenderness! He rolled over with the body colors suffocating with the colors of Eden and, breathing heavily, lay down next to the creaky sofa.

***

Rusty nails again and again stuck into the skin, the soul, pierced through the heart. I was raped, again ... A terrible tale for the angel continues. No, constant coercion in my life has become almost familiar, because I was raped almost every day, even though I myself took off my panties and put my legs apart. It was just unbearably painful that it was he who did this, the person I dreamed about, thought all these long and sad four and a half years, whom she had magnified, put the martyr on a pedestal. Wake up, that Andrei is no more! He remained in the past, was only in your memories and fantasies. Evdokimov changed, became a real beast, and the saddest thing - it was I who turned him into a monster. Tears continued to roll from their eyes. Evdokimov, breathing heavily, stretched out on the sofa.One of his hands was very close to my shoulder. I physically felt the nervous heat emanating from the male fingers, although I turned my back to him. What are you going to do now, Lina ?! How to get out? Before getting out of one trap, I landed in another. Out of the frying pan into the fire. Andrei can kill me calmly and dig me somewhere. And nothing will happen to him for my death, since I am not, I am a ghost, long since disappeared in an unknown direction from the life of all my acquaintances. Calm down, Lina, Evdokimov is a noble, quite sane person ... Yeah, whom you helped to put in prison, breaking it, having fooled all his life. This important fact could very badly affect its adequacy. I wanted to turn around and try to find in the brutalized man, just a minute ago, raping my body, that Andrew, who I remember on that single night that we had - confident, smiling, affectionate and exacting at the same time. No, she didn’t turn around, was afraid, and I don’t know what’s more - to find a man from my memories or to understand that he isn’t there anymore, but most likely, didn’t exist at all. Both options did not promise anything good to me. Instead, she looked around. We were in a rather shabby private house, whose windows were tightly closed with dark curtains. If there are windows, then you can break the glass and run away, I automatically noted, and then I was amazed at my ability to reflect. Just run away spun naked, dress, underwear - all torn to shreds. So looking for adequacy in a man who was lying next was a bad idea, Lina.

You still have to turn around and find out what Andrei’s plans are. What should I expect? Wiped away the tears and turned carefully. Evdokimov lay on his back, his arms outstretched, his face relaxed, his breathing already aligned. He did not react to my movements, or I acted too quietly, or perhaps I just did not want to look in the direction of such a reptile. Male eyelids were tightly compressed. Handsome ... I remember correctly, my Andrew is a very handsome man. A thin aristocratic nose, sculptural features, beautifully carved lips, between the eyebrows there was only a gloomy crease, which, I remember, was not there before, but the hair turned a little gray.

Eyelids opened. What are his dark eyes. The iris in the dim light of the house seemed almost black and merged with the pupil.

- P-hi, Andrei! - for some reason I said, knowing for myself how silly my words sound, after everything that happened between us, after today's violence against myself.

He stared at me in amazement. The male Adam jerked, swallowing, and his expression changed, instantly becoming predatory. In the dark lakes, the eye was now splashing over the edge of anger. Strong hands reached out to me, crushed my neck and began to choke ...

- Hello, hello, Angel! No, now I’ll call you Bitch ...

I can not breathe! He grabbed his hands on his throat, scratching his strong male fingers with false nails. Dark eyes came closer, a whole sea of ​​hatred, absorbing, looking at me, pulling it from the very deep. Attention! Red danger level, Lina.

- Tell me, Bitch, who thought up to plant me in jail ?! I want to know the name of this bastard ?!

How to say?! I cannot even say a word, and it’s not at all Evdokimov’s fingers on my neck that is to blame, Gleb Georgievich, it is he who holds my throat in an iron grip. Morgunov considers me an approximate, his property, and if I dare to open my mouth, his revenge will be terrible. He will not spare even my little nephew. Betrayal Gleb Georgievich does not forgive anyone. The nasty blonde who once took part in my first rape, he mercilessly killed for some scam, which he dared to turn without his knowledge. There he and the road! To admit, the death of Cyril, on the one hand, even pleased me, and on the other, made me even more afraid, hide.

Evdokimov slightly loosened his grip.

- Well, Bitch, speak! I want to hear the last name!

- Andrei, I have nothing to tell you.

And then she received a blow to the face, again straight to her lips broken in blood. It hurts ... Then Andrei firmly grabbed my hair, tears once again splashed out of my eyes.

- Wrong ...