Hi there! Just a little something that I couldn't help writing. You know, when you just have to write it down, because you just can't get it out of your head? Those kind of stories are those of success. :D ;) :P
Disclaimer: I do NOT own these characters, but it is me who've invented the plot line.
Anyway, enjoy it! I hope you like it ...
The feeling was terrible. Humiliating. I had never felt more helpless in my entire life. I felt like I could just scream the entire event out of my head.
The inevitable had happened I wasn't horror I was feeling right now, it was fright. Pure, ice cold fright, running through my veins, making me feel dead. Just dead. – Or rather wishing I was dead.
And worst of all: I felt as if I wanted it. My body was yearning for it. It was craving it, like a thirsty man in a desert craving for the water he needed. That was the point where I truly lost hope. It flew away like dust in the wind. My own mind was dead, thoroughly taken control of.
Whenever I saw that X, my mind went into overdrive. The fear mixed with the constant pleasure, was exhilarating. It sent a chill running down my spine, and my stomach would tighten in anticipation every time. The next time they came around, some part of me felt like a pet. A cute little pet dog, with her tongue rolling out of the corner of her mouth, and tail wagging back and forth. And her eager eyes trying to please her master.
The other part was yelling at me. The part that probably was me, but at the moment my body had taken control, and my mind was nothing but gooey. It was angry and it wanted it's control back. Cute-Petdog wouldn't let it. Cute-Petdog was lapping, practically licking her master's feet.
***Line***
When Ponife came around the next time, something different happened from all the other times. He came in, closed and locked the door and stood in front of me, with a smile on his chalky lips.
In his hands was the X. I smiled, expecting him to start quickly like the other times. When he didn't, I groaned frustrated.
"Ma – Master." My voice came out as raspy, with a tint of confusion in it. I didn't understand. Would he like me to pleasure him this time. I had done that before. I could do it again.
It wasn't exactly bad. It was good in fact. I didn't understand the feeling, and I certainly didn't understand why, but It did nonetheless. It felt wonderful. The old me would probably have wondered where they got all of those ideas in the outer space, with nothing to do, but that part was gone.
Now my mind didn't care how or why, but only about getting my fix. My pleasure. Ponife leaned down and I felt my cheeks spread into a wide smile.
"Trella … My sweet, sweet Trealla." His delicious voice spoke, " How have you been?"
How had I been? How had I – Mmhm … Ponife twisted the X and it wasn't just as 'mmhm' anymore. Instead I felt just normal enough to answer.
"I've been good, mhmm, good."
Ponife smiled.
"Good girl Trella. Now I'm going to ask some … Questions. Hm? And you're going to answer them." He didn't even bother asking if I was okay with it, before pleasure once again, started flowing through my veins.
"Will I – Will I – Get rewarded?" Ponife looked lost in thought, considering my question.
"Hm. Yes, yes you will," he finally answered, "if," if? " you answer truthfully. Can you do that for me Trella?" Cute-Little-Petdog leaped up, practically licking herself around the lips, and I could only nod in answer.
"Good. Now Trella, wher is Jacy and Riley?" Jacy? Riley? My mind didn't recognize any of those things he mentioned. It took me a moment to gather myself, and when I had I knew my answer.
" I don't know." Ponife hummed a little and stared at me with a weird glint in his eys. Suddenly fireworks exploded all over my body, and I moaned in response.
"Are you sure about that, Trella?"
The pleasure and warmth increased and I managed to nod through the whimpering coming from my throat. "Hm. Wrong answer."
Ponife twisted the X, and suddenly it wasn't pleasure exploding through my body, but mind numbing, brain blowing pain. A scream formed in my throat and I reached down, trying to shut the fire coming off my body. Ponife's smile was twisted as he yelled over my screams.
" Tell me Trella! Tell me where they are and you will be rewarded!"
Sobs came racking through my body, because honestly? I didn't know where they were. I didn't even know who they were.
"Tell me Trella! Tell me!"
I screamed again and after what seemed like hours of 'I don't know!' and 'Tell me!', I finally passed out.
***Line***
I awoke again with a splitting headache. The doors was locked again, and Ponife was gone. I took a moment to look around and to look at the damage that had been done. What amazed me were that there were no marks on my skin.
After hours of torture and pain like I had never felt it before, this had all just been in my head? I had imagined it?
No, I decided. I could still feel waves of pain now and then, all over my body, so it couldn't have been my imagination. Just to be sure I checked one extra time for extra damaged parts of my body, and once again I came up with nothing. I groaned and turned onto my side, with my hands resting over my eyes. I suddenly felt something sharp dig into my thigh and rolled over. A small silver chain was hanging out of my pocket.
I picked it up and examined it closely. I didn't know why, but I felt like I had seen it before. I wondered idly of where I could have seen it, and once again came up with nothing. Then nothing but twenty second later something irked in my mind. Riley, Riley giving it to me, Me pressing myself against Riley … Me pressing the little shaped thing hanging on the chain, Riley going down – Riley!
Oh … Oh god. Thousands of questions swirled in my mind. They were questions like, 'what if he was caught?', 'what if he was … Dead?" They were all 'what if's', and they weren't really helping my case.
Fishing the sheep pendant out of my pocket, I held it up close to my heart, and pressed down on it…
***Line***
I counted an hour, and thirty three minutes, before a clank sounded from above my head. Some rustling and another clank, and then the cover slid off, and landed on the floor, with a thud.
I quickly looked around, scared of Ponife suddenly poking his head out saying "It's a joke! You really thought you could escape?", but nothing seemed to happen. Huh. Apparently they trusted I wasn't foolish enough to escape. Good.
Instead of Ponife, Logan suddenly poked his head out of the vent, and looked at me with big brown, and concerned eyes.
"Trella?" He asked. "Is it really you? Are you alright? Jesus, of course not, I …" He looked around taking in the room. " I'm coming down alright? Stay still."
He rolled around a little and then came tumbling down. He looked at me hesitantly, almost as if afraid to come any closer. As if I would burst if he did.
I nodded at him, and he took three mini steps, and lowered himself down at eyelevel. I was still crouched down with my knees drawn to my chest, and with my arms around me. Now when Logan was here, it all just seemed to come tumbling down on me.
I let out a long wail and Logan picked me up from the floor. "Ssh Trella. I'm so sorry, but you have to be quiet alright? Ssh …" But I couldn't stop. It was now I started feeling all the humiliation and pain, while I hadn't been able to feel it earlier.
Now while I was able to control myself – partly anyways – and I was able to feel my own emotions, I knew what those feelings were named. They were named fear, Horror and Disgust. And now, when I could let it all out, I just did.
We squirmed and squeezed to get through the airvents, and while I wasn't really a big help, it seemed that Logan had gotten a lot stronger the past couple of weeks, while I had been In 'custody'.
While Logan carried me, I finally noticed where we were. We were near sector four close Riley's and I's storeroom. Would Riley be there?
I tugged at Logan's sleeve letting him know where I wanted to go. He seemed reluctant, but finally caved in, while I led the way.
When we finally came through, I knocked and kicked at the vents cover, not really in my right mind to just take the screws off. Finally something seemed to get loose, and it fell off on the floor with a loud cling!
And as I stood face to face with Riley, I knew one thing: I had been stupid. Too stupid to care, too stupid to just realize how much I loved this man that stood in front of me. Stupid how it had taken this much of a hassle to make me realize it.
I burst through the vent, and nearly knocked Riley over in the process. He laugh-cried and held his arms out to steady me. "Trella!" He hummed over and over again, like a silent prayer, while I held on to him with all the power in me.
At one point, sorrow seemed to be ready to drown me at any moment, but at the same time, I seemed ready to burst with just happiness, of just being here in Riley's arms.
He was like air. I didn't know what to do without, I couldn't function without, and when he was gone … I tried anyway to breathe him in, even though it seemed impossible.
He was all I needed. He was … Riley.
Okay ... Tell me, did you like the ending? 'Cause I was actually in a bit of a hurry when I wrote that part, so ... What do 'ya think?
Oh, and while we are at it, I was thinking of maybe making it more than a one-shot? Please tell me what you think!
And last but not least ... Review! Would you be nice to do that? I really want to know what you think!
Oh well ...
Bye! :D ;) :P 3
