Warning! There may be a situation and some violence. Enjoy!
Wheezing slightly, I curl up into as tight a ball as I can amongst the sheets. My clothes have long since disappeared. The smell of smoke wafts from nearby, and I fight not to cough.
"I'm rather impressed…" A deep voice chuckles from where the smoke is coming from. "Most women would be broken by now, hell most men too."
I don't answer, I know it'll just lead to trouble. The sound of rain taps against a window somewhere, sending a surge through my lower half. Footsteps start to come close and I tense up for what's to come.
A hand roughly pushes me down against the bed while a body quickly climbs on top of me. With the front of my body shoved against the linen, my arms are pulled backwards while my wrists are tied together. I try my best but I know that he sees the wince as he leans over me.
"It's been over three and a half days… Should I finally make a woman out of you?" He chuckles, easily grabbing a handful of hair to pull my head back. His lips press against the nape of my neck for a few moments before he digs his teeth into my skin. I let out a raspy cry of pain as his hands quickly move around to the front of my body to grab hold of my breasts.
He quickly releases my body and lets me fall onto the mattress, pressing his hips in against my bottom as he hovers over me with a cruel smirk.
"W…Why haven't you killed me yet?" I manage to choke out, pulling slightly at the ropes that are holding my wrists in place. I can't remember the last time I ate or had something to drink, and my body has been feeling heavier and heavier. It's almost enough to make me wish he'd just choked me to death.
"I wanted to see how much you could take." He whispers, pulling my hips off of the bed while pinning my head down with one of his large hands. "Maybe I'll give you a treat after this… Since you've been such a good girl."
There's another hand slowly sliding down along my side, sending goosebumps across my entire body. I bite my lower lip to keep from screaming out as the hand comes to rest between my legs, stroking along my inner thigh, threatening to press somewhere sensitive. "But, the others…"
"Couldn't tell what I am just by looking." He purrs, pressing his teeth against the outer rim of my ear before resting his hand against my opening. His middle finger slides along my folds as I try to writhe out of his grasp. Shifting, his face presses in against the back of my head, while his finger lightly probes the sensitive flesh. "Besides, they were in my seat."
"And how… How many people do you think have been in it since you stopped going?" I whine quietly, trying to pull my hips away from his hand, only to press back against him.
"Point. I'll go tonight, but not before I have a little fun." He sighs, grinding his hips in against my bottom. "Your natural scent is much better than that shampoo. Drives me wild."
Before I have a chance to say anything, he starts to move his fingers in circles against a spot I didn't want anyone to touch ever again. The movements send my legs into uncontrollable twitches and I can't move to escape. After a few minutes, I'm left panting against the sheets with small tears falling down my cheeks as the man looms behind me. Zipping sounds behind me and my knees start to push my body forward, only for a pair of hands on my hips to stop me. I can hear myself starting to beg for mercy, but it sounds far away, and the laughter of the man as he presses a solid mass against my opening sends my mind into full panic mode.
"Please, no!" I cry out, trying to push away with only my legs.
"Quiet down, you'll enjoy it if you just relax a bit." His voice whispers as that mass of flesh presses inside of me. For a moment, it reminds me of the spirit's attack. At least, until the pain truly rips through my entire body. With the spirit, it had only hurt a little bit, but it feels like I'm about to be ripped in half. I try to scream, but I can't get enough air into my lungs. The man behind me curses quietly as he begins to thrust as deep as he can, stealing what little air I have left.
After a few seconds, I finally manage to take in a large breath and start to scream out, or try to. My throat's so raw from screaming for mercy the last few days and not drinking any water that they come out as squeaks, which seems to please the man as he leans down and starts to bite at my shoulders. With each thrust forward of the man's hips, I find myself falling into the mattress. Burying my face against the material, the sound of rain and flesh sliding against flesh renews that surge from earlier.
My arms are roughly yanked backwards, pulling my upper body off of the bed beneath me, and I try to look for a window to try and see what time of day it is, but all I see is darkened objects in a room with little light. As I look around, a sharp sting and loud noise echo throughout the room and my body.
I suppose my mind finally breaks, because I start screaming, and even though my throat is so raw and sore, I scream the name of the person that's been keeping me safe for the last few days. I scream his name over and over, begging for him to come save me. The man behind me quickly pushes me into the linens once more, flipping me onto my back so I can see the smile that's spread across his face. That smile is so full of pure joy that it sends a thrill of terror down my spine and my stomach suddenly feels full, despite the lack of nourishment.
"You finally broke…" He purrs, leaning down to stare deeply into my eyes. I feel the fear fill my eyes, as a pair of hands quickly shove my legs apart and that solid mass from before shoves it's way even deeper inside of me than it had before, leaving me gasping for air once again. Then those hands wrap around my throat, tightening their grip until I can't even get a molecule of air in. The man continues his thrusts, getting faster and faster as he stares down at me. My field of vision starts to go dark as I hear the man hovering over me let out a long groan filled with profanities. His hold on my throat tightens even more as he thrusts forward a few more times.
And the only thought going through my mind, as something inside me instantly relaxes and the liquid I've been holding in quickly releases itself, is that I probably won't be alive much longer.