The Lost Journal #101

Warning Adult Content, 18 and over only.  Another page from the journal of a runaway teenage girl, homeless and on the streets.  ~ I remember feeling a weight on my chest, bearing down on me.  I couldn’t breath, in the air was a stench, making me want to vomit.  I tried to open my eyes but it was as if they were sealed shut! What was happening to me?The stench was getting worse, I struggle to move, I feel pinned down! I try to force my eyes to open, but,  like in a dream… I cannot!  Am I dreaming? I can’t recall where I am? and then…

The weight is lifted! the heaviness gone, just like that!  I feel my body moving,  rolling over, I am laying on my side.  My hip bones hurt! I feel a numb coldness against my skin am I naked?  I feel a relief now that the weight is gone, I feel light again.  This pleasant relief does not last long though,  it seems like only seconds before I feel it again,  a terrible weight,  crushing down on my chest.  I must open my eyes! I feel trapped and I want to wake up now.

It takes all of my concentration,  as if my whole body has been made numb and I have no control over it.  I feel excruciating pain now in my stomach and  my back is aching, as if I am laying on concrete like a sidewalk,  but I can’t be? can I?

Then a  smell, a different smell than the last time, and warmth on my face.   I feel I am going to freak out,  if I don’t gain some control here.  My eye lids flutter, I feel them twitching,  the nerves coming back to life!  I try again and finally… my eyes open and in the dim light, I see a face!

A stranger to me, a man,  his hot smelly breath invades my nostrils. I become aware,  suddenly,  of his body laying on top of mine.   I cannot move!  I realize he has penetrated me, he is fucking me!  My long legs are spread apart and I feel his hardness inside of me!  He is humping me like some kind of animal!   He stares into my eyes but his eyes are blank, no emotion, just primal lust, his breath comes in short spurts now, I am going to puke, he is about to cum inside of me.  He rams his cock,  harder, deeper, inside, in a frenzied pumping motion, pounding my back into the hard floor beneath.

I try to push him off of me,  he is dead weight though and I have little strength left in my body.   He makes one last thrust,  so hard,  as if he is trying to break me in two and then,   he collapses on top of me.  I can barely breathe as he lays his sweaty flesh against me.  I feel his heart pounding in his chest against my bare breasts and I want to kill him.

 

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