Maison Blanche
Chapter 4
John couldn’t believe this was happening. He stared at the monitor with horror in his eyes. Suddenly, everything turned black.“Oh my god..oh my god! DOC!” He screamed.He heard her whimpering and realized the sound was still on.
He turned on the music player again, a familiar song began, and it gave her the chills.
(Sweet dreams( are made of this) by Marilyn Manson)
It was slow and agonizing,“ lay on the bed” he commanded. She felt the air is being sucked away from her lungs, she wanted to refuse, but she also wanted this night to be over. She lay on the bed, trying hard to cover her legs with his silky robe.“I want to watch you touch yourself, my dear” he hissed and got closer to the bed. It surprised him as well, but he was hypnotized by his lust that he couldn’t care less. She was overwhelmed by his demand. Even when she and John were married, she always felt embarrassed when he asked her to do so; still, she applied to his request, he was her husband, and she loved him, with time she got used to it, and it only turned her on, but this..this was beyond anything Marlena thought she could do tonight.She closed her eyes, the song’s not helping her nerves, she listened to its words, some of them really want to abuse you, she anguished, the alcohol's kicking in but it still wasn’t enough for what she had to endure.“Spread your legs” it was a request.Slowly she sent her shaky hand down her body, hovering over the silky robe, Marlena took her time, but slowly opened her legs as wide as she could possibly muster at the moment, the robe fell open, “Touch yourself…” Stefano wanted to look at her; to watch as her dainty fingers sent her into oblivion. He knew that Marlena wasn’t comfortable with his request and it only fuelled his desire for her…As he expected, her face flushed a deep crimson, and her eyes pleaded with him to not ask her to do this. “Touch yourself for me my queen..”She let her fingers travel down the center of her body, coming to rest finally on her mound. She brushed her finger over her womanhood lips, shuddering from the cold feeling of her finger on her most sensitive part. She sobbed and held her breath, not wanting to show him this was affecting her.She pushed her lips aside and slowly started making circular motions around her clit.He stood there, mesmerizing by her actions on the bed, he knew this was not consensual, but this was too much of a turn on to make her stop now.He couldn’t wait any longer to touch her. He got closer to the bed and grabbed her thighs. She jumped at his touch, arching her back. She removed her hand and looked away, tears are falling down her cheek.“Don’t cry Marlena, enjoy yourself.. you are so beautiful, so alluring...I must taste you, I must.. yes..” he lowered himself to her abdomen and kissed her taut stomach, she knew where he was going.He grabbed her thighs and pulled her to him. Her eyes were closed now. She couldn’t bear to view this torment on her body, somehow she felt like if she’s not watching, then maybe it won’t remain in her memory. She felt his lips on her inner thigh, kissing her, marking her. He continued until he made contact to her center and started to lick and suck. She held the sheets with one fist and with the other, she held the sleeve of the robe to her teeth and bit it has hard as she could, “don’t cry Marlena” she spoke to herself “think happy thoughts.. just don’t cry,“ and the tears came all together but she couldn’t let him see it, she had to convince him she’s a partner in this, in this hell. She sobbed and gasped into the fabric.He extended his hand to grasp and massage her breasts, enjoying the feeling of her nipple between his fingers.After what seems like forever, Stefano raised his head and looked at her. The Bordeaux robe she was wearing was open, and he could see her glorious figure in front of him, her head is resting on the pillow beneath her and her eyes now open, looking at the ceiling.“My queen.,” he whispered and moved to lay on top of her. He was heavy, and she gasped, still not looking at him, “you taste like heaven” he kissed her pursed lips, and she could taste herself on his lips. Shivering went through her body.“I was waiting for this moment so many years, you are magnificent… and because I know I’m only gonna get tonight, I must have you as I did in my dreams.”Now she had to look at him, her eyes shaking with fear, she couldn't utter a sound.“You’re going to enjoy this” he smirked and got off of her. She was relieved to have him away from her but was terrified for things to come.“Stand up,” he commanded and looked at her, his voice was demanding and cold.John was sitting on the floor, he couldn’t hear much due to the high volume music Stefano played. He did, however, understand her whimpering, the intake of her breaths and his moans. It was revolting..he was agitated, he was here, and she was there, and there was nothing he could do..nothing at all to prevent the rape of the woman that he loves. Yes, they were not together at the time but, well, it’s always been her.. he’s gonna get out of here, save her, take her in his arms and carry her and her pain away. Suddenly, the music stopped, and there was no sound.“What the hell is going on there..Doc..oh Marlena.. what is he doing to you.. how can you take it?!”He heard her gasp and the sound of kissing, it sounded brutal because he could listen to her muffled sobbed. He lowered his head between his legs and cried.She was standing in front of him, looking at the wall behind him, her vision somewhat fuzzy due to the amount of alcohol she had earlier, but not so much to make her forget what’s going on or where she is, I needed to drink more.. she thought. He inhaled her scent and caressed her hair, starting from the top of her head until her shoulders where her hair ends. Suddenly, with a quick motion, he grabbed her golden hair and yanked her head to the back, exposing her Longneck. She groaned and closed her eyes while he kissed her neck, marking her while sucking the delicate skin beneath her ear. That was John’s favorite spot, he was always so gentle while doing so, nothing like the attack she’s going through right now.She had to stay focus, “stay strong Marlena... Let him do this..you’re stronger than this..” she tried to calm herself down to no avail, her body started to shake involuntarily.He released her hair and looked straight into her hazel tearful eyes. She was so beautiful, even when her makeup was smeared and eyes puffy from tears and buzz. He wiped her cheek with his stubby fingers and whispered “ kiss me Marlena”, not wanting to prolong it any longer, she did as he asked, but when she ever so slightly opened up her mouth, he ravaged her with a brutal kiss that left her breathless, so intensely he kissed her, she felt his teeth pressing into her lips, at some point she tasted blood, she didn’t know who was bleeding but she was breathless and wanted him to stop. She pushed his chest with her slender hands, and he finally did. She gasped for air and whipped her lips from his taste while doing so, she looked at her palm and saw blood. It was her bruised lip. She was breathing fast, looking at her hand and on him.