Ok I got a complaint about something from last chapter. Sorry, Hao might be a bit OOC, so if you don't like it don't read it. Thanks for the reviews, I guess. There was one review I wasn't too ecstatic about so yeah. Not feeling too great right now. I guess I'll try my best. Sorry about not mentioning Hao is a bit OOC. Also, Hao is gonna be a bit OOC cuz he has to be scary enuff for Lyserg to be traumatized. So yeah, that's why he's a bit OOC. Oh yeah, and Lyserg might be a bit OOC too so ya.
An excerpt from the previous chapter:
"Don't touch meeeeeeee!" I struggled to break free of the bonds and when they didn't break, I tried to turn away from the man who was now reaching for my shirt buttons.
"No, no, no!" I tossed and turned, trying to escape this inevitable fate. "Stop moving around," the man said, with a hint of a growl in his voice, as he threatened me. I shivered and stopped, afraid he would hurt me even more if I didn't. Slowly, he stripped me of my clothes. I had already fazed out. I couldn't feel anything, I couldn't see anything, and I didn't want too. Ididn't want this memory burned into my mind. As he sank into me, all I could feel was the pain it brought and nothing else. There was only the pain to fall into. All I could remember is the man's smiling face.
I was woken up by a police officer. Sunlight streaked through the windows and I knew it was early morning. The police officer said with a worried look, " Hey, are you alright? I know this might be hard for you, but I need you to come back to the police station so we can question you about your rapist." I nodded dumbly, still drowsy. Last night was a memory I did not want to remember, but if my information could help them catch him, then I would do all I could to put the man behind bars. The police officers gave me some clothes to wear and we got into the police car, driving to the police station. They questioned me, asking what the man looked like. I described how he looked, how he talked, anything that could possibly help the police officers find him. But, I knew. The police officers would never find him. I couldn't give them enough information and the man left no evidence of whom he could possibly be. I was scared of everything now. Any looming shadows, a hand on my shoulder, everything that could possibly resemble that man. Every single little thing horrified me. After a while, I became traumatized. I would not touch anything, I barely ate anything. Everyday, I shut myself in my room and refused to talk to anyone. I shut myself out from the world. I was like one of the living dead.
Author's Note: Oh yeah, and the sex isnt really sex so yeah lol. Im a dutiful Christian even though I write gay porn. Yeah, its what I do. OH YEAH. and go give cloudcotton a pat on the back becuz she helped me with chapter 1 cuz I was kinda at a loss of describing words. So yeah, go bitch at her. She rox.