A night of terror, Part 3

I ran for the door, but Katie's long legs caught up to me despite me being closer to 
the exit. She wrapped me in a bearhug and lifted me off my feet. I could see her 
forearms bulging and I struggled to breathe. I was still struggling for breath after 
being choked by her breast. The muscles in her arms were straining and I realised 
that she was using all of strength to crush me. I felt my ribs give way and I knew that 
if I didn't do something soon, she would break them one by one.

I reached behind and grabbed a handful of her hair. Somehow my other hand ended 
up near an eye. Without thinking, I stuck my thumb in her eye and she immediately 
let go.

I dropped to my feet and managed to stay on them. I was expecting that the next thing 
she would do would be to break the thumb, so I held my fists tight to my hips.

Katie rubbed her eye.

"I didn't think you had that in you. What's that thing about an eye for an eye?"

She swung a fist at me, but I was able to dodge. She might have been strong, but 
she had no form and clearly had no training in how to fight.

"Ok big boy. This is what's going to happen. I'm going to punch you in the eye and 
you're not going to move, ok?"

I couldn't find anything to say.

"Answer me bitch." She screamed. 
 
"Fuck you." The words came out of my mouth without me even thinking to say them.

She grabbed for my wrist. I wasn't fast enough this time and she clamped over it. 
She clutched for the other one. I struggled but she was fast for her size and 
managed to have both my wrists in her vice like hands in a couple of seconds and I 
knew there was no getting out.

She forced my hands over my head, gripping my thick wrists and holding them 
together. As I struggled, she let go with one hand. Her other hand was enough to 
hold both of my wrists together. Her hand was only just large enough to get around 
both of mine, but I was still helpless.

"An eye for an eye." She deadpanned.

She punched me in the eye and there was nothing I could do about it. She couldn't 
get a good swing in. She was too close with my wrists in her hand, but it was enough 
to knock me to the floor. As I collapsed she let go, doing nothing to help my fall.

I tried to pick myself up but somehow the force of Katie's hit had stopped my brain 
talking to my legs. Her hand had connected with the same side she had hit the last 
time and the entire left side of face was numb. I managed to get to all fours but 
instantly regretted it.

"Good doggie," Katie chuckled as she slapped me hard in the arse again.

"Stay doggie," she continued, and she hit me again.

I collapsed on the floor once again and I thought maybe it was better that I just 
stayed down here.

Katie grabbed a handful of my hair and dragged me to my feet. It was frightening 
how strong she was. I didn't have the strength to get up so it was almost all her 
getting me on my feet.

"I said stay doggie," she spat.

She let go and my jelly legs only just kept me up. My brain wasn't working at all so I 
didn't register to duck or move or run as she finally wound up to deliver the full force 
of the slap she was truly capable of. Hand, arm, leg, back and shoulder combined to 
produce an impact across my face that knocked me out while I was still on my legs.

When I woke up I knew that something was wrong. I touched my face and realised 
that my left eye was closed over. Something was funny with the inside of my mouth. I 
stuck a finger in and felt a gap between my molars. The last hit had knocked a tooth 
out and it was stuck between my gum and cheek.

The room was quiet and I couldn't tell where Katie had got to. Maybe I could escape.

"Get up now," Katie demanded from across the room.

"I can't," I moaned.

"Have you had enough?" she asked. I heard the bed creak. She was coming for me.

"Yes," I blubbered. Blood was starting to build up in my mouth.

"Well then you might as well leave." I looked up and saw her. She pointed at the 
door. The blood was drying down her breast and I suddenly wondered how long I 
had been out for. 
 
My brain raced for the door but my body didn't respond.

Katie crouched down beside me. Her giants breasts dangled over my face. 

"Do you want to leave or do you want boobie?" 
 
"Leave," I choked. I was on my back and I was struggling to roll over. The blood was 
trickling down my throat.

"Well then leave."

I still couldn't move.

We sat in silence for a moment.

"Boobie or leaving is a hard choice isn't it?" Katie pondered. She got up and walked 
to her bag. She pulled out her phone and swiped and pressed.

"I'll give you a minute to think about it. But remember boobie will cost you even more. 
Remember you still owe me for my tit you bitey fuck."

With all of my willpower and strength I managed to roll to my side. I wasn't sure how 
long it cost me to get that far, but Katie voice answered my thoughts.

"40 seconds left big boy."

It was 40 long seconds that I lay there, struggling to move. I knew that every ounce 
of strength I had, I'd used to get on my side. At least the blood was now flowing 
away from my throat.

A sudden noise broke the silence as I struggled to get up. It was the alarm from the 
timer on her phone. A minute hadn't been long enough for me to get up, let alone get 
out the door. 

That noise was soon to be the phycological basis of the terror to follow.

"Boobie it is, poor boy. I would have left if I was you."

Katie sat down beside me and pulled me up. 

"You can have one minute of boobie, ok?"

She showed me her phone.

"Push the button," She said, holding up the phone.

I stared up at her blue eyes. I could only see from one eye but for the first time I 
really paid attention to how attractive she was. Not just attractive, she was absolutely 
stunning. But she looked so innocent. It was partly those looks that had lead me to 
underestimate her until now. She was anything but innocent. This bitch was crazy. It 
suddenly occurred to me how many times she was asking me to do things. She was 
a fucking psychopath. She was going to make me sign off on my own pain.

Even though I knew what she was doing, I could feel her power building over me. I 
didn't want to give it to her.

"Push the button," She repeated, waking me from my thoughts.

I stared at her giant tit. I needed it. I couldn't take any more pain. I pushed the button 
and gently pressed my mouth over her nipple. She stroked the back of my head like 
she knew I liked it. We sat in silence and I felt the feeling come back to my face in F-
cupped bliss. 

A sound broke the silence. Her alarm blared again. 

"No no no." I cried.

"Oh big boy," she moaning with a mocking tone. "I gave you the choice to leave but 
you chose boobie and pain." 

I fought for her tits, my mouth flapping like a newborn.

"Please no," I cried.

"No, no, no big boy," She laughed. "Boobie, then pain, boobie then pain, boobie then 
pain."

She pressed her phone and silenced the alarm.

"Fuck you," I suddenly mumbled, regaining a composure I never knew I had.

"No, it's time for you to fuck you," she replied, "if you know what I mean." 
 
I had to admit, I didn't, but I knew that I soon would.