Chapter 47: Brothers In Arms.
"Igbins, You!" She yelped and quickly tried to use her hand to hide her completely bare breast.
"Humph. What about me?"Igbins grunted, retorting sharply, and got directly in front of her, not intending to give her too much space.
"Stop now. Please stop." She wailed. And tried to slap Igbins on his chest. However, "ahh—" She squealed in panic when he caught her hands and forcefully took her back against his front. Wrapping his arms around her, to constrain her.
"Do you think you can blackmail me with guilt?" He said, whispering, with harsh breaths brushing against her ear.
"No, no, leave me alone." She whimpered, struggling to free herself from his hold.
However, in the next moment,
TRAAAH! A tearing sound rang out.
That sharp, sudden, sound pierced her ear and thumped her heart into a discordant beating. She dreaded that sound, she knew what it implied. She could imagine what had happened. It was what she had been afraid of all along.
Igbins had bent her over and Tore off her last cladding, her skirt. Which in fact, was just a thigh-length wrapper worn around her waist.
And now, she was completely naked.
"No. Please. Let me go." She immediately screamed in horror, terrified by another sudden realization. She began struggling madly, unwilling to experience a reality of her latest imagination. Bending and twisting her body in a weird manner, she managed to break free of Igbins's firm hold.
She accomplished brief freedom and seized the opening, to put some space between herself and Igbins.
"You're not going anywhere!" Igbins roared and lunged after her. "Stop trying to resist bitch!" He yelled angrily and quickly tackled her down—She had barely taken two stride before he successfully caught her by her arm. Yanked her by the breast, and knocked her to the ground.
He pinned both her hands using his knee and placed his gangly body on top of her. Then he started to unfasten his full-blown skirt.
His heart pacing. And his breaths, heaving, as he envisaged rough-handling her.
"Do you need any help brother!" Someone suddenly hollered from the back, before prancing closer to where the two people were tussling.
"Ok brother! she's such a defiant bitch!" Igbins yapped out a prompt consent after turning to look at the newcomer who offered to assist him. "Your assistance will be greatly helpful to quickly subdue her. Then we can both have her, first." He said, in agreement, and let out a cheeky smile.
The helper also flashed a delighted smile in return.
"Help me please." With pleading eyes, Sonia cried to the newcomer when she saw him approaching. It was almost as if she did not hear him add 'brother' when he offered to help.
Maybe, she thought he was trying to deceive Igbins. Nevertheless, his next move panged her soul.
The One who had offered to help, the newcomer, after getting Igbins's consent, quickly got in front of her and took hold of her hands. Those rebellious hands had been helping her a lot. He pressed them against the ground, rendering them immobile. And her, only able to struggle using her body and legs.
"No. no-no, leave me alone!" She protested, trying to free her hands, but it was no use. Her hands had been solidly restrained.
Igbins flashed her a bizarre smirk that gave her goosebumps, then he forced her leg open. She tried to resist but it was still no use.
The truth was that Igbins had been laboring so much to overwhelm her ever since he tackled her down. Her hands wouldn't stop moving and kept slapping, and pushing him back every time.
Although she was a female, she was also a warrior, and thus, she was also very flexible and agile. However, due to the helper's support now, she was made less capable to defend herself and everything was in express mode, in favor of Igbins. Withal, by her pestering hands suppressed and out of the way, restraining the other rebellious, rest of her body, was child's play for Igbins.
"Go on brother, I'm next after you." The helper declared, urging him on, with a slight grin, and further restraining her by enforcing her shoulders with his knee.
"You! you Sally, how can you team up with him against me?" She quizzed, in utter shock; whining and struggling. Her heart, flooded with disbelief and regrets was pounding, threatening to come out of her chest and racing down her stomach.
She was being molested, being stripped of all physical and emotional pride. And yet there was nothing she could do. Also, what made it even more excruciating to her, was the reality that it was being done by two strange bedfellows.
She was surely never again, going to see men in the same light as she did before after this experience.
Indeed, the irony was, that it had been Sally who offered to help Igbins that time. Those two hostiles that had almost murdered each other a while ago, if not for a timely intervention had now become United in an egregious act against a girl.
Neither Sally nor Igbins paid any attention to her derision. On the other hand, Igbins's free hands quickly undid his wrapper, which fell loosely, to reveal a youthful and vibrant phallus, up and ready to fire furiously.
Igbins smiled lavishly, as he looked upon the unfettered-beauty he was about to sink into. His naked body kept in between her forced- open legs, he gathered his gallant wand into his palm and made ready to penetrate.
Sonia stared up at him with tear-filled eyes, her heart racing as the reality of her situation dawned, and absorbed her in flashes of memories of her childhood days with Igbins. Then she caught him, sweeten a grimace, while his wicked eyes were preying on her naked body.
It stabbed her heart a million times over, what her best friend was about to do to her. And yet, she was powerless to resist.
However, she wouldn't give up. And so, In a final moment of desperation, she suddenly jerked, like she remembered something.
She turned her face away from him and looked towards the prince. "Help me," she wept, a last attempt to save herself "please." She begged.
Her sorrowful eyes capable of melting the stoniest of hearts peered at the prince.
The prince was standing aside from the confrontation. He had been there all this while observing. Although, everything had been happening so quickly that all he could do was watch, stunned, as the events unfold.
Now, however, when that beautiful slim-waist gazed upon him with those beseeching eyes and appealed for his help once more, he was jerked into reality again.
His eyes locked with hers for a brief moment, that seems to melt his soul before he spoke.
"I'm sorry," His mouth moved the words but there was no voice "I can't help you." He finally whispered, only he could hear.
"What!?" Sonia mumbled.
Her heart withered away and she sank in depression when she made reading of his lips and she gave up all hope. She couldn't believe it. She paused into a trance. As if she had been stricken dumb.
Clap!
"Look at me bitch! I want to see your face while I make love to you!" Igbins suddenly smacked her and thundered when he noticed her behavior.
His outbursts brought her back from her daze.
Although, she could not hear the prince's word she read his lips. Her aching heart eventually decided to just let go of any further struggle.
The news was like lightning that shocked her senseless.
"Haha!" Igbins let out horrendous laughter, "No hope for you bitch." He whispered to her ear and sucked her bare breast before flashing her a mocking look.
He was loving her submissive behavior.
"Really..?" Idubor murmured to himself looking surprised when he noticed her sudden change in attitude to impassive.
"Go on brother, get inside her. I'm sure she'll be very sweet. I really can't wait to also taste her. Haha." Sally, eagerly cheeked in.
"Alright!" Igbins nodded, preparing to make an entry with his erected lower bare.
Idubor watched. He bit on his tremulous lips, and clenched his fist, as his toes twitched.
Sonia closed her eyes helplessly. Tears began strolling down the corner of her solemn face. Leaving a trail. She had given up.
Guiding his penis, Igbins was nip away from his glory land.
Tinkle. . .
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