Adele
Garth sold our home and bought a new house for us to live in. Our old house had four bedrooms and he moved into a two-bedroom house. When he pulls into the driveway, he looks at me and tells me he downsized since we won’t be having kids. I close my eyes and turn to look back at the house which will become my new prison. He gets out of the car and walks over to open my door for me. He notices that I don’t move and so he reaches inside to pull me out. As he takes me into the house, I start to have flashbacks of all the times he hurt me in the past. He pushes me against the door and moves closer to me, putting his hands above my head.
“I think you owe me something, don’t you?” he tells me as I close my eyes to avoid looking at him.
“ADELE!” he yells and I force my eyes to reopen.
“Yes,” I whisper and Garth lowers his hands to shove my pants and panties down.
When they are both at my knees, he lifts his foot to shove them the rest of the way down. He opens my legs with his knees and shoves three fingers inside of me. Anger fills his eyes as they meet mine.
“I guess you’re going to have to figure out how to get wet for me. Don’t think I won’t take you wet or dry, Adele, but you might prefer it wetter,” Garth says into my ear as takes my arm pulling me into the bedroom.
I close my eyes and pretend to be anywhere else but lying in this bed with Garth inside of me. He rams into me over and over and I close my eyes in pain. I know he doesn’t care that my groans are in pain and not in pleasure. He moves up onto his knees pulling me closer which only allows him to push himself further inside me. He throws my legs over his arms as he fucks me harder and grunts his own satisfaction as I feel tears forming in the corner of my eyes. When Garth notices, he leans over putting his hands around my throat.
“Don’t you even think about starting that shit, Adele. You took it from that Nick. You’ll take it from me!” he tells me as he tightens his grip around my throat and his thrusts become even harder
I don’t know how long it took for him to be through with me. I only know this is just the beginning. Garth walks into the bathroom to clean himself off and climbs back into bed. He throws his arm and leg over me to make sure I don’t move and he falls asleep. Every time I moved, his grip tightened and I silently cry myself to sleep.
The next morning, I wake up after hitting the floor. I sit up to find Garth looking at me with a smirk on his face and I notice that one of his legs is bent towards me. I shake my head realizing that he kicked me out of bed. I stand up remembering that I am still naked and start to cover myself with my hands. I look at Garth who has started laughing at me.
“No need to cover yourself from your husband, Adele. Besides you have work to do,” he informs me as I notice he is stroking himself.
“What did you need, Garth?” I ask praying that he doesn’t demand this…
“What do you think, bitch? I want your mouth on me now,” he orders me as he leans over to grab me and yanks me onto the bed.
Garth repositions himself onto his back and grabs me by the hair. He forces my head down towards his cock.
“You better make sure I enjoy every fucking second of this, Adele. Every second that isn’t enjoyable will be two seconds you’ll regret later,” he threatens as he forces my head down and sticks his dick into my mouth.
I am not sure how I can make this enjoyable for him since he is basically fucking my mouth. He is moving his hips, pushing himself into my mouth and I want to gag as he practically is forcing himself inside my throat. I just take it from him until he finally comes inside my mouth and holds me still making sure I swallow.
When Garth and I finally get out of bed, he takes my hand and leads me to the kitchen. I look around for my clothes and I notice he is watching me with disgust in his eyes.
“What are you looking for, Adele?” he asks.
“My clothes. Where are they?”
“No clothes for you until we have resolved our trust issues. You wouldn’t run off naked, now would you?” Garth taunts me as he rubs his chin.
“What about when you go to work? You wouldn’t want me sitting around here naked when you’re gone would you?”
“Oh... my stupid Adele. I am not going to work. People are so caring, that they worry when a wife goes missing. When I told them I found you, I was given personal time off. I can take as much time as I need to get you straightened out.” Gath tilts his head waiting for my reaction.
“Now if you wouldn’t mind cooking my damn breakfast? I’ll need plenty of energy for the rest of our day.”
I find eggs in the refrigerator and scramble them for Garth. I find cheese and peppers adding them in and place it on a plate. I watch as Garth looks at me and I place the plate in front of him and walk over to sit across from them. Garth stares at the plate and smirks. He stands up and walks over towards me and slaps me across the face knocking me out of the chair. When I try to get up, he kicks me in the stomach and falls beside me yanking me by the hair to look at him.
“Did I ask for fucking peppers, Adele? You are such a stupid little bitch!” He grits out as he slaps me across the face. I start to cry as Garth flips me over onto my back and puts himself between my legs. I listen as I hear his pants unsnap and he leans over and shoves himself inside me. He holds my arms down as he pushes inside of me and pulls back out. It’s a constant in and out as I listen to him breathing into my ear.
“Why…do…you…MAKE…me…hurt…you?” His grunts are punctuated with vicious thrusts and then he falls on top of me squashing me into the floor. Garth pulls himself out of me and leaves me lying on there. I turn to my side and cry as I think about Alex. When Garth leaves the kitchen, I run to the bathroom to clean myself up. I stand in front of the mirror and notice that the bruises I already have received from Garth. I close my eyes thinking about Alex and think of how he would never hurt me. I hope he found Alexis and that she is okay. Garth hit her pretty hard with the gun, but hopefully, Alex found her in time. I also pray that he is looking for me.