Broken [M+F] [anal] [sad]

Two dark figures appeared in the backyard of a small house. It was pitch black yet they masterfully maneuvered around the objects lying on the ground. They avoided any unnecessary noise. The dark figures were too familiar with the backyard to be there for the first time, yet they didn’t want to be seen. They were getting closer to the house when the back door opened. They dropped dead on the ground and froze.
A slightly overweight man in his early thirties came out of the back door . He lit up a cigarette and made a prolonged puff. As he was exhaling he unzipped his pants and started pissing on the flowers that his wife had strenuously been trying to grow for the last month. It was his payback for her not allowing him to smoke on the porch.
– Mike, shut the door! How many time do I have to tell you to shut the door when you go out to smoke. – she yelled.
– I’m finishing up. – he said with a cigarette in his mouth while swiftly zipping up his pants.
His wife had an acute sense of smell, which had been quite a problem since Mike smoked a lot, and would usually forget to use a deodorant. He adjusted to her rules and demands quite a bit since they’d moved in together. He loved her. He was willing to change for her. She loved him, too, but differently. She was willing to change him. She even caught herself thinking about their wedding day. The thought she’d been trying to avoid for her own reasons.
The man threw out the bud and went inside.

-Let’s go. – whispered one of the unexpected visitors. They proceeded moving toward the house.
They came up to the windows of the living room. There, they saw the man on the couch watching a hockey game. He was drinking a beer accompanied by three empty bottles he’d drunk before the game even started.
– Mike, when are you going to bed? – Lucy asked robotically.
– The game just started. It’ll be done by 1 am. So…
– Ok, I’m going to bed now. Don’t stay up too late. Come over as soon as the game is over.
– Will do. Good night. Love you. – he said the words as if he learned them by heart.
– Good night. Love you, too. – Lucy said while yawning.
By the time Mike and Lucy ended their conversation the two strangers disappeared.
Lucy had a nightly ritual of reading 50 pages before going to bed. Yet, that night things turned differently. She closed her book breaking the ritual for the first time in two years since she’d started it. She put her head on a pillow and instantly fell asleep.
She had a nightmare soon after. She was a fish caught in a net. She was struggling to break free yet her attempts turned futile. She was picked up by a cold faced fisherman. Her blood was filled with indescribable horror. The man looked at her and tossed her into an empty bucket. Yet, she didn’t hit the bottom of the bucket. She fell onto a table. Another man without a face grabbed her with his rugged hands covered with the guts and blood of his previous prey. His hand felt dead cold. He grabbed a butcher knife and hit it on the board where she was lying. The knife stopped a few inches of her face. She looked at the steel knife covered with blood. She saw herself in the reflection. She saw herself as a person, not as a fish, lying naked on her bed. She was tied up and covered with blood. She screamed at the top of her lungs. But nothing came out. Not a single sound. She screamed with all the strengths she had and this time she could hear her mumble. She screamed again and opened her eyes. She was on her bed. Tied up and immobile like a fish caught in a net.
In a drunk like state she started to realize that her arms were tied up behind her back. Her legs were spread apart. The same horror that she’d felt in her dream seconds ago made an appearance again. Yet this time it was real. She was being raped. A man dressed in all black was penetrating her while groping her breast. He was on top of her for the last five minutes. His partner, also dressed in black, was sitting on a chair watching the pictures on the wall. A small lava lamp lit up the wall just enough to see some details.
– Strangely, they make a beautiful couple. – said the man sitting on the chair. I would even…
– Damn, she’s wet. – the other man interrupted him, panting. Bet, she likes it.
Mike’s favorite team just scored a winning goal. The whole stadium burst out roaring and screaming. Yet, Mike was silent. He was long asleep with a beer in his hand. The three silent bottles were sleeping as well.
– Ok, it’s time my turn. – said the man who was sitting on the chair.
– Alright, just join in.
The first man grabbed Lucy and put her on his body facing him.
-Jesus. She looks small but damn she’s heavy.
– It’s the thighs, man. – said the second one excitedly. I love when they’re thick.
The first man inserted his penis in her vagina and started slowly penetrating her waiting for his partner to join. The second man spat on his palm and rubbed his saliva covered fingers over Lucy’s anus.
– Bet, she loves that anal play. – said the first man.
– Oh, yeah. – said the second man. Mike wouldn’t ever do it. Ahah. We’ll see now.
The second man started slowly penetrating her anus.
– Fuck, it’s tight. – the second man said. Oh, wait. I think I got it. It’s in. Oh, yeah, baby. Now we’re talking. I felt a little lonely over there on the chair. It feel way more comfortable here. Haha.
As the second man was pounding her butt with a faster pace. The first man started matching the speed.
Lucy started moaning. They didn’t realize she was awake. She was still drugged but awake. She could hear and feel everything they were doing. She could barely open her eyes. The eyelids were still heavy.
Her face was rubbing up and down the chest of the first man. She could smell his cologne. It seemed familiar. Their voices seemed familiar. Yet, she couldn’t put those things together.
– Is she awake? – the second man asked. I think she’s moaning.
– Hell, do I know? Hey, are you awake? He asked her laughing. I don’t know if she’s awake or not. But she’s pretty damn wet, I’ll tell ya that. How’s that anus feeling?
– Just like I imagined. Tight. – the man said slapping her butt cheeks. His sweat was dripping all over her butt.
It was a game for them. A game with one end.
They were enjoying the best night of their lives. They planned it three months ago. Their plan fell apart several times due to unforeseen circumstances. One time Luke broke up with his girlfriend the night before their supposed attack. They had to postpone it due to his heartbreak.
As they were switching positions. They started viciously slapping her butt and face. It brought the most pleasure to them. With every slap Lucy’s consciousness started to come back more ever so slightly.
Now being awake enough to fully realize what was going on. A rush of anger, embarrassment and helplessness filled her veins. She hated herself every time they said she was wet. She hated her body for doing it’s natural functions. She wanted it to end. She wanted to die.
The two men put her on her side. The first man lied behind her penetrating her anus. And the second man was facing her penetrating her vagina.
– I didn’t know she was so beautiful. – said the second man.
– You’re just too horny. – the first man said.
– I hate you! – said Lucy. I hate you Luke. I hate you Logan. I hate both of you! – she said as loud as she could. She started crying.
She moved out of her parents house when she was 18. And ever since she’d always been responsible for herself. She’d never asked for help from her parents or anyone else. She’d always been the master of her life. Yet, now she was the most vulnerable. She started crying because she knew she couldn’t live with this. Either with their help or alone she would end her life.
The men froze in awe. They planned everything so thoroughly. How could she have woken up and recognized them. It was dark and they were wearing masks. The two men were Lucy and Mike’s neighbors who lived down the street. They worked as handy men. Lucy hired them to fix their drainage system three months ago. The same night, after finishing the job and getting their pay, they were drinking beer at their porch and jokingly describing how they would like to have a threesome with Lucy.

The two men stood up and put on their pants.
– What are we going to do? – the second man said panicking .
– I don’t know. – replied the first man. I think we agreed to kill her after.
– Yeah, but she wasn’t supposed to wake up. We wanted to choke her before she would wake up…
Suddenly the bedroom door opened. Mike was leaning with his left hand against the wall holding a 9mm Glock in his right hand.
When planning their rape they bought a strong soporific drug on the dark net. They never tested it. So they had very little knowledge of how this drug worked. The day of the attack they broke into Mike and Lucy’s house. They mixed this drug with Lucy’s tea. Yet another Lucy’s ritual. Lucy and Mike would drink Lucy’s special made tea every time after dinner. A ritual that had never been broken since she started it once they’d moved in together. The day Luke and Logan were fixing their drainage she made them her special tea and told them all about her tea ritual. She was proud of her special rituals. She would never miss a chance to tell other people about them.
One thing they didn’t think of was that Mike weighed twice as much as Lucy did. The drugs wore off faster in Mike.
A shot blasted in the bedroom. The second man dropped dead. He got hit in his right eye. Blood started pouring out his mouth. It was Luke.
The blast from the shot disoriented Mike. He wasn’t fully awake, either.
Logan grabbed his knife and jumped on Mike. They fell on the ground. Logan started stabbing Mike on the neck when another shot blasted. Logan fell over Mike. He was shot in the chest.
Mike was choking in his own blood. He died in less than a minute. His artery was cut open.
– Mike! – Lucy screamed! Mike, don’t die! Mike, don’t leave me. – she screamed falling unconscious.
The neighbors heard the shots and called the police. Lucy was taken to the hospital. Three dead bodies were taken to a local morgue.
Lucy never returned to her house. She was also too unstable physically and emotionally to attend Mike’s funeral. People say she moved back in with her parents. Others say she committed a suicide.
The house was demolished and the lot was subsequently sold.
Lucy and Mike were not a perfect couple, yet it was working, nonetheless.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p0ky45/broken_mf_anal_sad