Okay this is the R chapter, all you perverted sick and twisted people out there will enjoy it, big sorry's if your not. Well I better get on with it, don't say I didn't warn you.
Disclaimer: No I don't own Dragonball Z, but I do own Claire and if...god sometimes this can get so boring. Ditto.
Chapter 7: The breaking.
Reaching out, I hold her chin in my hand, pulling her face close to mine. Those big eyes widen. If that's possible.
All I see is fear, then pulled back once again in to the darker corners of her conscious. It blips in and out. If only it were permanent, well I could make it stay if I tried. There never was any harm in trying, but I except to do, not strive or try.
Its funny, this situation. Her, all wet and ice cold, clothes hanging off her thin body. And me, body bent over and holding her up by the chin. Its so dominant - submissive, ne?
I doubt if she will come o terms with this but soon enough, soon enough. Rain pounds down outside, the storm continuously blows. For once, I'm glad I'm inside, android or not its not particularly pleasant outside.
I ponder my plan of action while staring into her eyes, maybe for its like ice and fire at the same time. Watch, I'll burn her.
Snaking a arm around her I pull her level with me, our bodies only separated by the thin layer of clothing. That fear shines through as I stare coldly into her eyes, she lets them slide away. See, told you she's scared. That's why she wouldn't keep eye contact with me. Hah, yes I am dominate once more, pure bliss.
I can feel her body squirming slightly, then more heated as my other arm slips around her neck, like a venomous snake about to paralyse its victim. Some how, I feel that this only affected her top half as her legs are kicking me with unbridled fury, sigh. Humans and there logic, they seem to posses little of this virtue. Well this one anyway. I am going to make her submit to me, the kicking is now unbelievably fast.
Could I give her that magically, wonderful, evil false hope? Oh yes of course!
"How would you like it if I let you go?"
She gives me a piercing look, not trusting one word I say. I'm proud of her, its good not trust any one, especially me.
"Let me go, out of the house?"
I give her flirtatious smile, topping it off with a narrowing of the eyes.
"Oh no, just out of this embrace"
She pouts, just a teeny bit. Giving me a sideways glance, she speaks.
"And if I do agree, will you just catch me again?"
I bring my lips centimetres away from hers.
"Well, you'll just have to take that chance, won't you?"
I can see her mind turning things over, with a swift nod of her head I let my hands leave her back and neck, rather reluctantly, but I'll have her back in my arms soon enough.
Looking at me warily she dashes out of sight. I'm sure there was a look of hope on that face, lets break it shall we?
Gathering some Ki around my body I fly off into the direction which she just went. In a matter of seconds I see a figure sprinting towards the front door.
Her fingers are inches away from there destination
Just about touching the door handle...
Before her fingers even grasp the brass door knob my arms wrap around her torso, pulling her neatly away from freedom. It happened so quickly that her hand is still reaching for the door handle as I head upstairs.
The breaking is about to begin...
*
How could I have been so stupid? Why did I fall for it? I have no chance of freedom and he knew that I'd fall for it, the sadistic basted. I was just millimetres away from grasping that door handle. Millimetres.
And in that small amount of seconds he wisked me away in his arms, oh *how* heroic of you 17, I'm ever so grateful. Claire, this is no time to be making sarcastic jokes, no matter how dumb they are.
I'm going to be a fuck buddy, I just know it. How can he do this? This is all a game to him, it will always be that way. I really do hope that he meets his match. Who ever it may be I give them my dearest regards.
The continuous motion suddenly stops and me and him are standing quite still.
He looks down at me, his cold stare penetrating my soul, its like he's searching for something, but what? Our eyes meet, the feeling of fire and ice washes over me once more. I thought being near him was bad but being right up against him is absolute torture!
God I don't want this, please take me away from this. I don't want it.
Please.
He turns away from me, somehow pleased. What? His hand reaches out for the door handle, I have an urge to bat his hand away but I can't reach, besides whats the use? I am but a plaything in his arms. Maybe if I be submissive it will be over faster, what am I kidding? He wants me to be that, I can see it in his eyes, they burn when I disobey and his voice goes all cold. Well he can stick it up his arse I'm not making him bloody well happy.
A surge of energy pumps through my body but quickly diminishes once we step through the doorway. It is replaced with a cold, hard metallic- like fear. Its cold and won't budge, I can taste it, I know its going take over. Soon, all I'll see is him. but I'll fight it, I will goddam it!
Grinding my teeth and putting on my coldest and hardest glare I prepare myself for what is to come.
Lifting me up he throws me delicately on the bed, like he was throwing a pillow of some sorts. Glaring defiantly up at him I cross my arms, I didn't realise this at the time but to him it seemed like I was daring him. Stupid little me, just have to be brave. Because if I don't, who will?
He walks over to the bed and sits on the edge, I move over a bit, not wanting to be near him.
That look he's giving me, its all dark I can't see a thing, where is he?
Before I can even yelp something hurtles on top of, pinning my squirming body to the bed.
I struggle, growl, scream and anything else I can manage. He chuckles, androids can chuckle?
"Stupid human, you can't throw me off"
His hands bite painfully into my wrists, cutting off the circulation. My hearts thumping so hard I'm sure he can hear it, please, be quite. I can't show fear, or am I showing it? Please by quite, stop it.
Please, can't you hear me?
Please, don't put your lips against mine.
Can't you hear me screaming, can't you? I'm wailing, I'm yelling, can't you hear me?
My head bursting with the effort, please stop 17. I don't want this, I'm begging 17, I'M FUCKING BEGGING.
Can't you hear me?
Please, listen.
I don't want to die like this, I'm dying, aren't I?
Your laughing, it hurts 17, stop, please stop.
All the screaming, its in my head, please 17 don't make me.
I don't want this anymore, get your hands off me.
I'm yelling for help, please 17, don't hear me.
Just let me fall 17, let me scream, let my whimper.
I'm already dead.
If I'm dead why can I still see you, staring up at me, eyes like ice.
Your pulling me back, don't. I want to lie here, just for a while.
Please, stop.
I don't want you to hear me, please stop.
Everything's falling 17, can't you see it.
Its all gone.
My pride is in tatters
My body is scorned
My mind is scared.
A chuckle sounds in the silence of my screams.
Silence me, 17,
Silence me.
*
My hands are on her, like water. She doesn't scream, doesn't yell.
The only sound is our bodies pushed together. Rhythm pumping in my ears, why don't you cry out? Why don't you scream for mercy?
Are you afraid?
Her tears fall silently, your bearing this aren't you? Like some brave solider in a impossible war, trying to make a difference.
Are you broken?
Her body lies there, still but shakes, only the tiniest bit. Does she realise that I'm trying so had? No.
The only thing she wants to hear is the silence, well that's not going to last long.
Bending closer to her ear I whisper.
"Are you afraid, human? Are you *powerless*?"
No answer, only her breathing quickens.
"Answer me, my patience is running thin precious"
She flinches slightly at the name I call her, It seems we are getting somewhere, I stop the grinding of my hips and so the only thing that she can hear is me.
"Come one, you don't want me to hurt you now?"
I gently run a finger along her cheek, letting it trace itself down her neck.
She shudders when my finger goes in-between her breasts, how I love my little games, so rewarding sometimes.
She opens her yes, curiosity has got the better of her I see, on seeing me her eyes widen then quickly shut. Quite the comedian, my precious.
Smiling a little I whisper in her ear again.
"Don' you want to see me, why does my face bring back horrible memories? Do they make you feel *bad*? Oh what a shame, and here was I thinking you wanted it ..."
I can see her jaw clamp, no she didn't like that one. I wouldn't be surprised if she punched me. It wouldn't hurt though.
After our little bout of sex I think its high time I played the "Rapist torturing the victim" game, works wonders if you know what your doing. The thing is I don't think she's entirely broken. Just needs some torturing. Bit of mind games and she'll be dandy.
Putting my hand her chin I bring her head around, facing me.
She looks so tortured, but incredibly beautiful. Like some kind of broken angel. So, I have broken her, it seems. She can't bear to look at me when the un-broken one would look me defiantly in the eye.
Something squirms in my stomach, is it guilt? Is it guilt for breaking her? A small voice whispers in a deadly tone, no. I do not feel guilty.
I am an android, I am devoid of feelings.
Resting my eyes on her face it reappears, but I force it down until I can look her in the face without feeling this, this squirming sensation.
I smile, darkening my features.
"Did I ever tell you"
New tears fall
"How beautiful you look when your suffering?"
Gently playing with silky tendrils of her hair I smirk and look her over, yes she does look beautiful when in pain, and to think. I caused it all.
Closing my eyes I drift off into a dreamless slumber.
*
Soon I'll be free of this, you'll see 17. Your cold hands will never touch me again once I reach this place.
My freedom will come, 17. Weather you like it or not 17.
I will have my freedom.
Gosh, that was..um...woah. Thanks for reviewing guys, sorry this took such a long time. Theres another chapter k? I'll do it alot more quicker then i did this one, you'll be hungry for the next one i'm sure.
Luv ya.
Disclaimer: No I don't own Dragonball Z, but I do own Claire and if...god sometimes this can get so boring. Ditto.
Chapter 7: The breaking.
Reaching out, I hold her chin in my hand, pulling her face close to mine. Those big eyes widen. If that's possible.
All I see is fear, then pulled back once again in to the darker corners of her conscious. It blips in and out. If only it were permanent, well I could make it stay if I tried. There never was any harm in trying, but I except to do, not strive or try.
Its funny, this situation. Her, all wet and ice cold, clothes hanging off her thin body. And me, body bent over and holding her up by the chin. Its so dominant - submissive, ne?
I doubt if she will come o terms with this but soon enough, soon enough. Rain pounds down outside, the storm continuously blows. For once, I'm glad I'm inside, android or not its not particularly pleasant outside.
I ponder my plan of action while staring into her eyes, maybe for its like ice and fire at the same time. Watch, I'll burn her.
Snaking a arm around her I pull her level with me, our bodies only separated by the thin layer of clothing. That fear shines through as I stare coldly into her eyes, she lets them slide away. See, told you she's scared. That's why she wouldn't keep eye contact with me. Hah, yes I am dominate once more, pure bliss.
I can feel her body squirming slightly, then more heated as my other arm slips around her neck, like a venomous snake about to paralyse its victim. Some how, I feel that this only affected her top half as her legs are kicking me with unbridled fury, sigh. Humans and there logic, they seem to posses little of this virtue. Well this one anyway. I am going to make her submit to me, the kicking is now unbelievably fast.
Could I give her that magically, wonderful, evil false hope? Oh yes of course!
"How would you like it if I let you go?"
She gives me a piercing look, not trusting one word I say. I'm proud of her, its good not trust any one, especially me.
"Let me go, out of the house?"
I give her flirtatious smile, topping it off with a narrowing of the eyes.
"Oh no, just out of this embrace"
She pouts, just a teeny bit. Giving me a sideways glance, she speaks.
"And if I do agree, will you just catch me again?"
I bring my lips centimetres away from hers.
"Well, you'll just have to take that chance, won't you?"
I can see her mind turning things over, with a swift nod of her head I let my hands leave her back and neck, rather reluctantly, but I'll have her back in my arms soon enough.
Looking at me warily she dashes out of sight. I'm sure there was a look of hope on that face, lets break it shall we?
Gathering some Ki around my body I fly off into the direction which she just went. In a matter of seconds I see a figure sprinting towards the front door.
Her fingers are inches away from there destination
Just about touching the door handle...
Before her fingers even grasp the brass door knob my arms wrap around her torso, pulling her neatly away from freedom. It happened so quickly that her hand is still reaching for the door handle as I head upstairs.
The breaking is about to begin...
*
How could I have been so stupid? Why did I fall for it? I have no chance of freedom and he knew that I'd fall for it, the sadistic basted. I was just millimetres away from grasping that door handle. Millimetres.
And in that small amount of seconds he wisked me away in his arms, oh *how* heroic of you 17, I'm ever so grateful. Claire, this is no time to be making sarcastic jokes, no matter how dumb they are.
I'm going to be a fuck buddy, I just know it. How can he do this? This is all a game to him, it will always be that way. I really do hope that he meets his match. Who ever it may be I give them my dearest regards.
The continuous motion suddenly stops and me and him are standing quite still.
He looks down at me, his cold stare penetrating my soul, its like he's searching for something, but what? Our eyes meet, the feeling of fire and ice washes over me once more. I thought being near him was bad but being right up against him is absolute torture!
God I don't want this, please take me away from this. I don't want it.
Please.
He turns away from me, somehow pleased. What? His hand reaches out for the door handle, I have an urge to bat his hand away but I can't reach, besides whats the use? I am but a plaything in his arms. Maybe if I be submissive it will be over faster, what am I kidding? He wants me to be that, I can see it in his eyes, they burn when I disobey and his voice goes all cold. Well he can stick it up his arse I'm not making him bloody well happy.
A surge of energy pumps through my body but quickly diminishes once we step through the doorway. It is replaced with a cold, hard metallic- like fear. Its cold and won't budge, I can taste it, I know its going take over. Soon, all I'll see is him. but I'll fight it, I will goddam it!
Grinding my teeth and putting on my coldest and hardest glare I prepare myself for what is to come.
Lifting me up he throws me delicately on the bed, like he was throwing a pillow of some sorts. Glaring defiantly up at him I cross my arms, I didn't realise this at the time but to him it seemed like I was daring him. Stupid little me, just have to be brave. Because if I don't, who will?
He walks over to the bed and sits on the edge, I move over a bit, not wanting to be near him.
That look he's giving me, its all dark I can't see a thing, where is he?
Before I can even yelp something hurtles on top of, pinning my squirming body to the bed.
I struggle, growl, scream and anything else I can manage. He chuckles, androids can chuckle?
"Stupid human, you can't throw me off"
His hands bite painfully into my wrists, cutting off the circulation. My hearts thumping so hard I'm sure he can hear it, please, be quite. I can't show fear, or am I showing it? Please by quite, stop it.
Please, can't you hear me?
Please, don't put your lips against mine.
Can't you hear me screaming, can't you? I'm wailing, I'm yelling, can't you hear me?
My head bursting with the effort, please stop 17. I don't want this, I'm begging 17, I'M FUCKING BEGGING.
Can't you hear me?
Please, listen.
I don't want to die like this, I'm dying, aren't I?
Your laughing, it hurts 17, stop, please stop.
All the screaming, its in my head, please 17 don't make me.
I don't want this anymore, get your hands off me.
I'm yelling for help, please 17, don't hear me.
Just let me fall 17, let me scream, let my whimper.
I'm already dead.
If I'm dead why can I still see you, staring up at me, eyes like ice.
Your pulling me back, don't. I want to lie here, just for a while.
Please, stop.
I don't want you to hear me, please stop.
Everything's falling 17, can't you see it.
Its all gone.
My pride is in tatters
My body is scorned
My mind is scared.
A chuckle sounds in the silence of my screams.
Silence me, 17,
Silence me.
*
My hands are on her, like water. She doesn't scream, doesn't yell.
The only sound is our bodies pushed together. Rhythm pumping in my ears, why don't you cry out? Why don't you scream for mercy?
Are you afraid?
Her tears fall silently, your bearing this aren't you? Like some brave solider in a impossible war, trying to make a difference.
Are you broken?
Her body lies there, still but shakes, only the tiniest bit. Does she realise that I'm trying so had? No.
The only thing she wants to hear is the silence, well that's not going to last long.
Bending closer to her ear I whisper.
"Are you afraid, human? Are you *powerless*?"
No answer, only her breathing quickens.
"Answer me, my patience is running thin precious"
She flinches slightly at the name I call her, It seems we are getting somewhere, I stop the grinding of my hips and so the only thing that she can hear is me.
"Come one, you don't want me to hurt you now?"
I gently run a finger along her cheek, letting it trace itself down her neck.
She shudders when my finger goes in-between her breasts, how I love my little games, so rewarding sometimes.
She opens her yes, curiosity has got the better of her I see, on seeing me her eyes widen then quickly shut. Quite the comedian, my precious.
Smiling a little I whisper in her ear again.
"Don' you want to see me, why does my face bring back horrible memories? Do they make you feel *bad*? Oh what a shame, and here was I thinking you wanted it ..."
I can see her jaw clamp, no she didn't like that one. I wouldn't be surprised if she punched me. It wouldn't hurt though.
After our little bout of sex I think its high time I played the "Rapist torturing the victim" game, works wonders if you know what your doing. The thing is I don't think she's entirely broken. Just needs some torturing. Bit of mind games and she'll be dandy.
Putting my hand her chin I bring her head around, facing me.
She looks so tortured, but incredibly beautiful. Like some kind of broken angel. So, I have broken her, it seems. She can't bear to look at me when the un-broken one would look me defiantly in the eye.
Something squirms in my stomach, is it guilt? Is it guilt for breaking her? A small voice whispers in a deadly tone, no. I do not feel guilty.
I am an android, I am devoid of feelings.
Resting my eyes on her face it reappears, but I force it down until I can look her in the face without feeling this, this squirming sensation.
I smile, darkening my features.
"Did I ever tell you"
New tears fall
"How beautiful you look when your suffering?"
Gently playing with silky tendrils of her hair I smirk and look her over, yes she does look beautiful when in pain, and to think. I caused it all.
Closing my eyes I drift off into a dreamless slumber.
*
Soon I'll be free of this, you'll see 17. Your cold hands will never touch me again once I reach this place.
My freedom will come, 17. Weather you like it or not 17.
I will have my freedom.
Gosh, that was..um...woah. Thanks for reviewing guys, sorry this took such a long time. Theres another chapter k? I'll do it alot more quicker then i did this one, you'll be hungry for the next one i'm sure.
Luv ya.