Three months have passed since Kate has had me or I think its been three months. I am weak, my arms aches from constantly being tied up. I am only allowed to move for an hour a day. Which I shower and use the bathroom in the toilet. The rest of the day I hold it until I eventually soil myself and Kate beats me for making a mess. In fact I always get a daily beating. She enjoys seeing what color she can make my skin turn. She has yet to break a bone, but it will come soon I am sure.
I have learned a few things over the months. One is to keep my mouth shut, I don't speak unless told to. In fact I don't do anything unless Kate commands it. The second thing I have learned is to love the dog food. I much rather eat the mushy artificial meat then go without. Which she has made me do a few days in a row. I do my best to keep Kate in a good mood.
Though this past week she has been acting strange. She is no longer predictable. Tonight she has been locked up in her room. Meaning I missed my hour of free time. She hasn't shown her face since lunch, which is really odd.
I take her absence as an opportunity to tug on my restraints for the thousandths time. She is either extremely good at this or I am just getting too weak to even put in a good effort. I slump in my chair after no success of freeing myself.
Why haven't Scott and the pack found me yet? The thought resurfaces, making my heart ache. I really thought I meant something to them. In the beginning I thought maybe Kate was right about how they couldn't function without me, but I guess she was wrong. They saved me once though... but maybe that was just so they could save the town from the Nugitsune. They might have only wanted to save themselves as well. Funny how that didn't turn out so well. Maybe this is my punishment for being the reason Allison is dead.
Is that why Kate took me? Because I am the reason for Allison's death? I look at the bedroom door. Building up the courage.
"Is that why you have me, Kate? Because its my fault Allison is gone?" My voice is hoarse from disuse.
There is no answer, but mewling comes from behind the door. As if Kate is distressed.
"Answer me Kate! I have to know!" I voice louder.
Even if this gets me a beating, I have to know. The mewling only gets worse until the door opens. In the doorway stands a naked Kate. Her skin is red and covered in healing scratch marks. It is as if she has tried to claw her own skin off. Her eyes are a bright crazed green as she stares at me. I've seen that look before, in Erica, Cora, and Malia. She's in heat. Fuck.
When it comes to heat the she-beasts will find the first body that cools their blood. Erica had found Boyd. Cora explained to me once that she would just go to a bar and hook up with the first taker before it got out of control. I had tried that with Malia, but her change was never under control. So one night I couldn't take watching my friend burn in a withering, whimpering heap anymore. I stepped in to help. We discovered that it doesn't have to be a guy to cool the heat. We made a deal that I would take care of her on those nights until she found someone else. Luckily heats only come two to three times a year. Yes, I love Malia, but only as a friend. I actually had eyes for her cousin...
I am brought back to the present as the naked psychopath takes a step towards me. My stomach drops at the hungry look she is giving me.
"Forget I said anything." I can't keep my voice from shaking as I speak.
"That was part of the reason I took you." She growls taking a step closer.
"Okay, that is all I wanted to know." I try to grin, but my mouth seems to have forgotten how to make that gesture.
"The other reason, was because of Derek."
"Derek?" I squawk. Why the fuck would she take me because of Derek?
"He is destined to be your mate."
My jaw drops. "Kate, I knew you were crazy, but this is just utter insanity. Derek never thought of me in that way."
Kate laughs taking another step forward. "Are you really that stupid? Why do you think he spent so much time in your room? So much time touching you? He was making sure you smelled like him. He was marking you, apparently without your knowledge."
I shake my head. "No. He started dating Breaden and stopped hanging out with me."
The smile that she produces is nothing but pure evil. "Oh yes. Because he got scared. I was back in town and he didn't want me to take someone he loved again. He thought he could fool me, but you were already marked oh so well. I couldn't resist." Her eyes travel up and down my helpless body. "I think I know how to kill two birds with one stone." She looms closer. "Satisfy my needs and take away the one thing Derek wants most."
"What the fuck are you talking about." I bite out.
Kate slaps me, before straddling my hips. "Derek hates me and anything I touch. Well I am going to make you mine. I am going to ruin you for him. You are now my whore." She purrs.
I stare at her. Fear coursing through me. Before I can say another word she is pulling my head down to her chest.
"Suck." She demands.
I clamp my mouth shut and shake my head. I am not doing this! Kate growls in frustration, her claws digging into the back of my neck. Tears spring to my eyes.
"I said suck." She growls again.
I still refuse. Kate removes her claws from the back of my neck and grabs a fistful of my hair. She yanks my head back, smashing her lips against mine. I try to clamp my lips shut but she is able to shove her tongue into my mouth against my will. I bite the invading muscle. Kate jerks away with a screech.
"You bitch." She hisses.
I receive another slap across the face. This time she kept her claws out, causing a burning sensation across my cheek. Blood trickles down my face as Kate uses her claws to shred my clothes. Not even caring that she nicks me a lot during the process. She stands awkwardly and forces a leg between mine. Tears spill down my cheeks as she trips the tips of the claws down my body.
"Kate, please." I beg.
I have a feeling those claws are not going away anytime soon, no matter what she has planned.
"Shut your fucking mouth." She growls.
I obey, but can't help but sob. Finally her hand reaches its destination.
"What's the matter? Do you not want me to fuck you, to give you pleasure?" With that she thrusts her clawed fingers into me.
I scream in pain and try to squirm away. Kate doesn't let up. My screams are uncontrollable as the pain only gets worse. She curls her finger and I buck her off balance. I start to thrash before she can regain her balance. The chair tips and we crash to the ground. Kate stops her assault and untangles herself from me. I try to catch my breath, but I can't control the heaving sobs. My chest is tight, my throat is dry, and I can feel the blood trickling down my leg.
Kate shuffles around me and cuts the rope around my wrists. Then she is kicking the chair away and rolling me onto my back. She straddles me again.
"Now are we going to be a good girl?" She purrs.
I finally get a little control over my sobs and nod. Kate smiles. Leaning down she presses a nipple to my lips. I hesitate long enough for her to growl before sucking it into my mouth. Kate moans with satisfaction and it makes me sick. I don't do anything other then suck. I can't bring myself to try at this even if it is the only thing keeping her clawed fingers away from my destroyed, throbbing vagina.
Kate jerks away, but only to place her other breast on my lips. I do the same to it. Kate's moaning gets louder and she starts to grid on me. Making me feel how wet she is getting. The tears won't stop trailing down my face. I want to vomit.
"See isn't this fun?" She moans. I don't answer. "Oh, my little whore. Don't be afraid to use your hands." She grabs my hand in an iron hard grip, making me cry out. "Don't stop." She growls.
I go back to the task of sucking her as she places my fingers against her pussy.
"That's it." She pants as she forces me to play with her. "Use your other hand."
I place my shaking hand on her free breast, squeezing harder then I should. Kate hisses and I bite down on her nipple. A roar of pain escapes her lips. That's right bitch, I'm not your whore. She releases her hand and jerks away from me. I was expecting a punch, a slap, anything but instead she smiles at me.
"Oh, so you do like it rough."
Then she is holding both of my hands above my head as her tongue assaults my left nipple. I only feel disgust as she continues. I try to buck her off, but she is too sturdy and i am too weak. She raises up and smiles at me before trying to fit as much of my small breast in her mouth before burying her fangs in me. I scream bloody murder and thrash, but she stays latched onto me. Finally she real eases me when my throat is raw. Blood covers her lips.
"That was amazing." She licks her lips and moans.
Leaning down she laps at my bleeding breast. She moans in pleasure and continues to drink my blood. Soon she is grinding into me again with uncontrollable moans and pants.
I lay there, still as I can be, letting her get herself off. There is no one here, but her. Yet I feel so humiliated. As if everyone is going to know that I am Kate's whore. But that is the point isn't it, to ruin me for Derek. If its true that I am suppose to be his mate, would this really scare him away? I wouldn't doubt it. I was nothing to begin with now I am used trash. No one will want to have something tainted. No one will ever want me after this.
Kate's speed picks up as more sobs wreck my body. Finally she cries out, hitting her climax. Once she comes off her high she collapses on top of me. I lay there with my rapist laying on me. We are both covered in sweat, Kate's juices, and my blood. Is this what my life will now become? Being Kate's sex slave as well as her torture toy. Through the despair something stirs in me.
No. I am not going to stay here. I am not going to live like this anymore.
Kate starts to snore softly. This is my chance to save myself. I gently roll Kate onto her back, though it takes all of my strength to do so. She doesn't wake. I stand slowly. I look down at my naked, bleeding, beaten and starved body. I need clothes. I quickly go to Kate's room. Nothing stands out right away as clothes. I don't have time to look through drawers, so I grab her bed sheet. Wrapping it around myself, I hold it tightly and step out of the room. Kate is still asleep. I look for the door and find it behind the kitchen area. I turn the knob slowly, praying silently. Its unlocked!
Opening the door, I step into a musty hallway. Then I am running. Down the hall, down a flight of stairs, and out the door with an Exit sign. When I am outside I am greater with a jungle. I am defiantly not in North America. A roar rings out from the building. Fuck, she's awake. Without another thought I take off towards the jungle. Hopefully I can loose her among the brush.
I launch myself into the trees, glancing back to see several black SUVs pulling up to the building. Then the shooting starts. I turn and keep running until my foot catches on a root and I am slammed into the ground. I black out as my head smashes against a rock.
A/N: Hey guys! So I am running with this until I realize no one is reading. Please review! Until Next Time.
