Pain and Comfort
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1 through F › CSI: Miami
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
5,116
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own CSI: Miami, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Pain
"No, please, please don't!" Calliegh pleaded.
"Please don't what?" the tall broad shoulder man said gazing down at Calleigh with those eyes. As Calliegh looked through his black mask covering his face, she saw dead eyes. He didn't care in the least what he was doing to her. He even liked it. He grinned down at her as tears began to pour down her face.
"Don't you want this cock inside of you?" The man started laughing and came towards Calleigh who lay in a slump on the floor. Her legs and wrists were bound with rope that dug into her delicate skin. She made herself into the tightest ball she could manage. All of her self dense training was completly useless now.
The tall man knelt down and took Calleigh by the shoulders, grabbing her roughly. He was going to leave bruises along with a few other things, she thought horrified. "Well this just must come off now..." he said in a calm voice as he began to tug on her blouse.
"Oh God, PLEASE, no! Please I'll give you anything, what do you want!"
The man went quiet for a second and stepped back. "What do I want?!" He suddenly burst out. "I want this whole mess to go away! It wasn't even my fault! But now you have the evidence in your car! So the only way to get rid of the evidence, is to get rid of you, and it."
Calleigh's body began to tremble in fear. This man was not only going to rape her but kill her afterwards too. "Maybe if you haden't been such a dumb slut and come alone-" he spat out "this wouldn't of happened. But all of you women are all the same, all filthy bitches that can't keep their legs closed!"
With that the man came back over to Calleigh and grabbed her blouse ripping it off her body. SHe heard the tearing of fabric as it came off her body and the smell of her attackers sweat lingered in her nostrils. His hand came down her chest to roughly grab her breast. "Mmm these look nice..." he sqeeuzed her breast hard making Calleigh whimper in pain as tears continued to roll down her face.
"Oh God PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!" She shouted. But Calleigh was smarter than that, she knew no could hear her in the empty building. It was a crime scene, no one would be allowed even around it. "Help me! Please don't do this!" She pleaded.
"You need to shut the hell up woman!"
He grabbed a section of Calleigh's torn shirt and tied it around he mouth, penetrating any noise reaching past the four walls which they were trapped in together. The man smiled after this as he saw Calleighs hope of ever being found drain from her eyes.
"Now that's a good little girl. If you stay still it won't hurt as much."
Calliegh's body was shaking as if she was freezing to death as the man grabbed at her bra and tore it off her body leaving her exposed. The mans mouth went to Calleighs nipples and began to suck on the little buds. She moved her face away s she wouldn't have to watch. So she wouldn't have to be there.
The mans mouth detached from Calleigh, but his hands roamed over her thighs and up to her crotch, yanking at her jeans. As if in a hurry, he roughly tore her belt from her pants leaving a gash in her hip from the belt buckle. She winced in pain. Pulling her pants from her hips, he pulled them to her knees. The man then stood up and realeased his trobbing erection to Calleigh. She starred on in terror. This wasn't happening. This couldn't happen. Calleigh's heart beat began to race, faster and faster as he got closer to her, laughing as he did so. He suddenly dropped to his knees and positioned himself at her enterance.
"Scream for me you dirty bitch."
Suddenly from all around her Calleigh heard footsteps coming fast towards her, and then a handsome voice echoed throughout the darkness as a flashlight shown on her. "HANDS UP YOU BASTARD MIAMI DADE POLICE!"
"Please don't what?" the tall broad shoulder man said gazing down at Calleigh with those eyes. As Calliegh looked through his black mask covering his face, she saw dead eyes. He didn't care in the least what he was doing to her. He even liked it. He grinned down at her as tears began to pour down her face.
"Don't you want this cock inside of you?" The man started laughing and came towards Calleigh who lay in a slump on the floor. Her legs and wrists were bound with rope that dug into her delicate skin. She made herself into the tightest ball she could manage. All of her self dense training was completly useless now.
The tall man knelt down and took Calleigh by the shoulders, grabbing her roughly. He was going to leave bruises along with a few other things, she thought horrified. "Well this just must come off now..." he said in a calm voice as he began to tug on her blouse.
"Oh God, PLEASE, no! Please I'll give you anything, what do you want!"
The man went quiet for a second and stepped back. "What do I want?!" He suddenly burst out. "I want this whole mess to go away! It wasn't even my fault! But now you have the evidence in your car! So the only way to get rid of the evidence, is to get rid of you, and it."
Calleigh's body began to tremble in fear. This man was not only going to rape her but kill her afterwards too. "Maybe if you haden't been such a dumb slut and come alone-" he spat out "this wouldn't of happened. But all of you women are all the same, all filthy bitches that can't keep their legs closed!"
With that the man came back over to Calleigh and grabbed her blouse ripping it off her body. SHe heard the tearing of fabric as it came off her body and the smell of her attackers sweat lingered in her nostrils. His hand came down her chest to roughly grab her breast. "Mmm these look nice..." he sqeeuzed her breast hard making Calleigh whimper in pain as tears continued to roll down her face.
"Oh God PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!" She shouted. But Calleigh was smarter than that, she knew no could hear her in the empty building. It was a crime scene, no one would be allowed even around it. "Help me! Please don't do this!" She pleaded.
"You need to shut the hell up woman!"
He grabbed a section of Calleigh's torn shirt and tied it around he mouth, penetrating any noise reaching past the four walls which they were trapped in together. The man smiled after this as he saw Calleighs hope of ever being found drain from her eyes.
"Now that's a good little girl. If you stay still it won't hurt as much."
Calliegh's body was shaking as if she was freezing to death as the man grabbed at her bra and tore it off her body leaving her exposed. The mans mouth went to Calleighs nipples and began to suck on the little buds. She moved her face away s she wouldn't have to watch. So she wouldn't have to be there.
The mans mouth detached from Calleigh, but his hands roamed over her thighs and up to her crotch, yanking at her jeans. As if in a hurry, he roughly tore her belt from her pants leaving a gash in her hip from the belt buckle. She winced in pain. Pulling her pants from her hips, he pulled them to her knees. The man then stood up and realeased his trobbing erection to Calleigh. She starred on in terror. This wasn't happening. This couldn't happen. Calleigh's heart beat began to race, faster and faster as he got closer to her, laughing as he did so. He suddenly dropped to his knees and positioned himself at her enterance.
"Scream for me you dirty bitch."
Suddenly from all around her Calleigh heard footsteps coming fast towards her, and then a handsome voice echoed throughout the darkness as a flashlight shown on her. "HANDS UP YOU BASTARD MIAMI DADE POLICE!"