Kat woke up when ice cold water was splashed onto his face. Kat choked and spat out some water, looking around wildly. “Huh…NO!!” Kat screamed as he looked around and saw Jose standing beside the bed he was on. He was laying in his and Caine’s bed. His shirt was off and he discovered, his hands were tied tightly together and tied to the bedpost. “Untie me right now!!” Kat commanded, trying to sound confident and strong even though he was scared shitless. “I see the years haven’t made you any smarter, kid. You are in no position to tell me to do anything. If I were you I’d show more respect for those in control, you whore!” Jose said and slapped Katherine across the face.
“Oooowwww!” Katherine whimpered. His lip was busted, and blood was flowing down his chin. “Jose,” Katherine said, wincing from the pain from his lip. My only chance is to try to keep him talking and calm until Caine comes home. I can’t believe this is fuckin happen! “What are you doing in Boston? What happen to your club?” Katherine really didn’t give a shit about either of the questions he asked but he had to get Jose’s mind off of whatever sick shit he’d come here to do to him. “My club was shut down by the fuckin cops and I was arrested for just trying to make a living. Fuckin pigs. They should be thanking me for taking in those boys and letting them earn a few bucks. Who gives a shit if I rent them to people for a night or two. The fuckin kids probably enjoyed getting fucked anyway,” Jose said angrily, while pacing back and forth by the side of the bed. “But it doesn’t matter I suppose. I got off thanks to my attorney. I moved up to Boston to live with my brother and we’ve opened a new club together. As lady luck would have I was going to meet with a friend of mine when I saw you running. Isn’t it great, kid. We must be destined to be together.” Jose laughed, and sat down on the bed beside Katherine. He grinned down at Kat like he was his prey, and given the circumstances that’s how Kat felt.
“So it was just pure chance that you found me?” Kat asked, cursing his unbelievably horrible luck. Jose went over to the nightstand and pulled a wet washcloth out of a bowl of water. Sitting down on the bed next to Katherine he placed the washcloth on Kat’s forehead. “You seem to be feeling better. So lets get down to business,” he said. Jose took the washcloth off of Kat’s forehead and put it back in the water bowl then grabbed hold of Kat’s capris and started to pull them down.
“Stop it! Get you fuckin hands off of me right now! Stop! STOP YOU SICK FUCK!!!” Katherine screamed, and kicked his legs out at Jose. Jose had pulled Kat’s pants off and grabbed his panties and tried to yank them down too. “Get your damn hands off of me!!” Kat shrieked and finally managed to land one of his kicks. His foot struck Jose’s prominent nose and Jose let go of Kat’s panties, leaving them around his thighs. “Aggggggggg!” Jose screamed and pain and punched Katherine in the stomach. “You fuckin little bitch! What the hell is your problem?! It’s not like I haven’t fucked you before!”
Katherine didn’t reply, he was gasping for his breathe and writhing in pain. Jose had hit him hard and in the same spot Caine had struck him in. “Oooooowwww…” he cried. “I hope it hurts like hell, you little fuck! If you start that kicking shit again I’ll beat the shit out of you!” Jose yelled at him. He grabbed Kat’s panties and pulled them all the way off, running his hand along Kat’s inner thighs as he did so. “Hehehe…I think this’ll be fun, kid. Just like old times,” Jose chuckled cruelly.
Katherine had realized by now that he was going to be raped. Jose wasn’t going to spend 8 hours talking to him so waiting for Caine to come and save him was useless. By the time he gets home I will have already been fucked and Jose will be long gone, Kat thought, terrified. I can’t get free, the ropes are too tight and strong and kicking Jose will just end up with me getting my ass beat. What the fuck can I do? “Don’t look so scared. You’ve been down with enough men to know that if you don’t resist then it’ll go over better. Relax, kid,” Jose said as he wrapped his hands around Katherine’s skinny thighs and pushed them up and back.
Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Katherine thought over and over again. This isn’t happening, this can’t be fuckin happening? “HELP!!! HEL…hmmmm!” Jose’s hand clasped onto Katherine’s mouth, muffling his screams. “You stupid, whore! Shut the fuck or I swear to ya I will beat the shit out and break your fuckin arms!!” Jose howled. He waited a moment to make sure Kat wasn’t going to try anything stupid again, then took his hand off his mouth.
“I…won’t scream anymore. But please…please Jose don’t do this!” Katherine said crying. He was so scared and he didn’t have anyway to stop what Jose was going to do to him. Helpless. He was always so fuckin helpless, relying on the mercy and whims of over people. Oh jesus-fuckin-christ not again! Kat thought. “Don’t do what?! You’re a prostitute, kid. You can clean yourself up all you want but underneath that squeaking clean act you are a whore. So stop playing like a virgin and take it like goddamn man!” Jose shouted and unzippered his pants and drove his large dick into Kat.
“No! Stop! Stop it! Ah! Ah! This is rape Jose! AH! Stop! Please stop!!” Katherine whimpered and sobbed. “Yeah, rape,” Jose grunted scornfully. “You can’t start giving away the sugar for free and then get mad when people come back for more, if ya know what I mean?” Jose said. “You are sooooo damn tight. You trying to keep me out or something? It ain’t gonna work!” he grunted and threw his weight onto Kat as he drove into Kat harder. Kat was silenced by the last remark, seeing some truth. Jose is right, I am whore and you can’t rape a whore, Kat thought sadly. “Ah! Owww! AH! Please stop, you’re hurting me!” Katherine cried as Jose continued to try to fuck him open.
“If you’d stop resisting me it wouldn’t hurt now would it?” Jose grunted in reply and slapped Katherine’s ass. “Ouch! Get the fuck off me and get your filthy dick out of me, you sleazy bitch!!” Katherine screamed, sick of begging and being treated like Jose’s bitch.
Jose gasped and moaned as he came into Katherine. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGG!” he pulled his penis out of Kat, and it dribbled cum onto Kat’s naked body and the sheets. “You just had to shoot your mouth didn’t you? I’ll teach you a lesson my Papa taught me a long time ago, kid,” Jose said and pulled out a thick leather strap from his back pocket. Katherine’s eyes went wide and his heart beat rapidly in fear. Not a strap! Anything but a strap! Katherine thought. “NO! I’m sorry! I won’t shoot my mouth off anymore! I’ll suck your dick, anything you want, just PLEASE don’t strap me!” Katherine no longer saw Jose before him, he saw his Daddy. NO! he thought.
“So you have a fear of the strap, good. Might as well stop begging. You are a bitch that stepped out of line and I’m going to put you back in line!” Jose shouted. He turned Kat onto his side and held him there with one hand and the strap in the other. “Please, Jose, don’t….OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH…OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!” Katherine shrieked in pain as Jose brought the strap down over and over and over again. He hit hard and really fast, and Kat could feel his ass bleeding by the third blow.
“Your ass is gonna be raw by the time I get through with it, kiddo!!” Jose said as he rained more blows down on Kat’s ass, thighs, hips, legs, and back. “Life ain’t a bitch kid you are the bitch!” he said with a laugh. Katherine hoped that he would pass out and Jose would leave. But he doubted that either of these would happen. Kat wondered once again how people could believe there was a god when such horrible things happen. Caine, please help me! Kat screamed in his mind. Kat felt like he was just a kid again, being strapped by his Daddy after being fucked. He just wanted it to stop, wanted Jose to finish fuckin with him and leave. “Stop PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!” Kat wailed after the fiftieth blow struck his back. I can’t take any more, he has to stop!! Katherine thought in panicked pain.
Jose laughed at Katherine’s pathetic pleas and finished off strapping his back and aimed the strap lower. It struck the back of Katherine’s legs again and again and again. Twenty five times it lashed across Kat’s skinny calves, leaving them bruised with traces of blood. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” Katherine shrieked, as Jose delivered the last five blows. Kat felt Jose’s hand push his back flat against the bed. “OOOOOOWWW!!” he moaned in agony as his bloody back, legs, thighs, and ass pressed into the sheets. “Please don’t hurt me any more. Just finish doing what you want with me and leave,” Kat sobbed. I have no fuckin dignity, no pride, he thought. I am dirt. Jose is right, I’m just a bitchwhore.
Jose, having decided that Kat had had all will to resist beaten out him, untied the ropes around his wrists. “Don’t you even think about getting off this bed, bitch!” Jose growled, at Kat just to be sure he didn’t try to bolt. Katherine, however, didn’t need to be told this. The thought of trying to escape had crossed his mind briefly before being dismissed as impossible. Jose would grab him and beat the hell out of him if he tried to run. So instead he laid on the bed, awaiting what Jose had in store for him next.
“I think I’ll take you up on that offer to suck my dick. Get over here and do it, whore,” Jose commanded Kat. Katherine made sure he didn’t hesitate, to hesitate would probably earn him a broken nose, and crawled over to where Jose sat on the bed and place his head in his lap. Katherine experienced a moment of queasiness upon seeing the site of Jose’s bloated, hairy, dirty penis. It reminds me of Daddy’s, he thought, and nearly puked.
“What the fuck are you waiting for? Suck it, bitch!!” Jose screamed and slapped the back of Kat’s head. “Ooowww! I’m going to, Jose!” Katherine said then quickly took Jose’s dick into his mouth. He willed himself not gag, ordered himself not to gag, and yet he gagged. He spat Jose’s disgusting dick out and vomited stomach acid and saliva into Jose’s lap. SHIT!!! Katherine thought in fear.
“YOU STUDIP FUCKIN WHORE!!” Jose thundered, seizing hold of Kat’s neck and standing up. He lifted Kat off the ground, his strong hands wrapped around Kat’s neck. “I…can’t…breathe…” Katherine gasped. He was hitting and kicking Jose repeatedly, desperately trying to make him put him down. He’s choking me?! Katherine thought, in alarm.
“I don’t give a goddamn shit if you can’t breathe! You fuckin puked on me! What the fuck is your problem?!” Jose yelled, squeezing Katherine’s neck tighter. He was in a rage, no thought that he could actually kill Katherine by what he was doing, ever crossed his mind. Kat couldn’t talk any more, couldn’t scream for help. He’d stopped struggling, realizing that it didn’t help and hanged there helpless as his lungs begged for air. Is he going to kill me? Kat wondered as he passedout from lack of oxygen, leaving his life in the hands of Jose.
Jose barely even noticed that Katherine had passed out, his eyes and mind were consumed in blind rage. He would have just kept choking Katherine until he killed him were it not for the sound of keys rattling in the door. Jose immediately dropped Katherine to the floor, grabbed the $50 he had found earlier in the house, then ran out the back door, zippering up his pants while he fled.
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