**Note: I am so glad that you all liked the first chapter! Well, as promised, since I got some decent reviews, I can make some new chppy information for you all. Please read this, and once again tell me how you think it is coming. If you like this chap. better tell me! If it sucks, tell me that too! Thank you all for your time, and also for your kick-ass reviews. It makes me proud to be a SM fanatic. ~Kaiti**
::Sigh:: I still don't own these characters...Damn...I will dominate the Sailor Moon Distributors, and then...THE WORLD...ok, sorry, but thats a discalaimer for ya. ::Innocent smile::
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Stirring in the dawn of the morning, Minako recalls the horrid scenes of the previous night. Her head spins, as she tilts her head to the side, and mutters something softly. She doesn't feel the presence of anyone near by, which calms her greatly. This is very well for her, and things seem much better, that is, until she sits up. Or, better put until she tries to sit up. Instantly, the young girl falls back down, barely getting her back off the bed, as she tugged on her thin arms, and legs.
"He shackled me down?" She shook her head in disbelief, and sighe softly, most to herself, a bit surprised that he had even taken the time to shield her with the blanket that he did. A shiver ran down her back, as she shook her head rapidly, and murmered. Her head rolled over slightly so she could see the door, which, oddly enough was shut.
Biting on her lip as she concentrated, the young child sighed deeply, knowing there was to be no way out of here. Tears swelled up in her eyes, as she recalled exactly what he had said to her, in the seducting voice he had been so gifted to recieve, wondering if he really did want her to carry his baby, and if he did, what he would do. People would most definatly look for her after nine months of her having been missing! Time passed, and felt like hours though it was merely minutes, and she coughed.
Her noise triggered movement in a close room near her's and she looked over a bit, towards the door, as she heard a door being unlocked, and the door swinging open slowly. 'Why did he lock it? I couldn't get up anyway,' She thought softly, but shrugged her shoulders, knowing now was not the time to think about this matter.
Alan's shadow towered into the room, and she could see there was no light in any part of the house, other than the light that shone through the closed blinds to the windows, which were already a bit small. She wouldn't have known who it was walking in as a matter of fact, but, seeing they were the only two occupying the house, she knew it was Alan, and she knew she wasn't going to be pleased with whatever the news he brought with him would be.
Her eyes slowly turned away, as she heard his hard footsteps on the wooden floor below. She felt him grow close, and lay a freezing cold hand upon her light pink cheek. "Wh...what do you want now Alan? I just awoke!" She turned her head to face the wall, and he sat n the bed beside her.
"What would you like to eat? You can't not eat anything you know," his voice was an odd monotone sound, which confused her. She shrugged softly, and looked around the wall, her eyes closing as she wondered what type of scheme he may be involved in with this attitude.
Her head spun as she thought of the countless things, and then, turned her head towards her. "Anything. Just leave me alone," her voice was cold and harsh, but it didn't seem to phase him one bit, in fact, it seemed to turn him on, as he reached down, and plunged two fingers deep into her vagina, causing her to shiver helplessly.
Nodding his head, he stood. "You know you like it you little slut." He walked out of the room, and towards the kitchen-like room that was in the cottage. Her eyes closed, as she looked aorund quietly. She wondered if he really wanted to take care of her, but even if he did, she wanted to grt out, and return back to her family and friends.
The food he brought in was nicely dressed, and he softly spooned it into her mouth, as she ate it graciously. She finished it softly, and Alan pulled out his flute, playing her a light melody, which placed her into a sleep again, her eyes closed, and her body oddly still, other than her light breathing.
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**Note: It was short, but I wanna make sure that SOMEONE is still reading. Tell me what you would want to see happen. I will make it go on for you guys. Thanks!
::Sigh:: I still don't own these characters...Damn...I will dominate the Sailor Moon Distributors, and then...THE WORLD...ok, sorry, but thats a discalaimer for ya. ::Innocent smile::
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Stirring in the dawn of the morning, Minako recalls the horrid scenes of the previous night. Her head spins, as she tilts her head to the side, and mutters something softly. She doesn't feel the presence of anyone near by, which calms her greatly. This is very well for her, and things seem much better, that is, until she sits up. Or, better put until she tries to sit up. Instantly, the young girl falls back down, barely getting her back off the bed, as she tugged on her thin arms, and legs.
"He shackled me down?" She shook her head in disbelief, and sighe softly, most to herself, a bit surprised that he had even taken the time to shield her with the blanket that he did. A shiver ran down her back, as she shook her head rapidly, and murmered. Her head rolled over slightly so she could see the door, which, oddly enough was shut.
Biting on her lip as she concentrated, the young child sighed deeply, knowing there was to be no way out of here. Tears swelled up in her eyes, as she recalled exactly what he had said to her, in the seducting voice he had been so gifted to recieve, wondering if he really did want her to carry his baby, and if he did, what he would do. People would most definatly look for her after nine months of her having been missing! Time passed, and felt like hours though it was merely minutes, and she coughed.
Her noise triggered movement in a close room near her's and she looked over a bit, towards the door, as she heard a door being unlocked, and the door swinging open slowly. 'Why did he lock it? I couldn't get up anyway,' She thought softly, but shrugged her shoulders, knowing now was not the time to think about this matter.
Alan's shadow towered into the room, and she could see there was no light in any part of the house, other than the light that shone through the closed blinds to the windows, which were already a bit small. She wouldn't have known who it was walking in as a matter of fact, but, seeing they were the only two occupying the house, she knew it was Alan, and she knew she wasn't going to be pleased with whatever the news he brought with him would be.
Her eyes slowly turned away, as she heard his hard footsteps on the wooden floor below. She felt him grow close, and lay a freezing cold hand upon her light pink cheek. "Wh...what do you want now Alan? I just awoke!" She turned her head to face the wall, and he sat n the bed beside her.
"What would you like to eat? You can't not eat anything you know," his voice was an odd monotone sound, which confused her. She shrugged softly, and looked around the wall, her eyes closing as she wondered what type of scheme he may be involved in with this attitude.
Her head spun as she thought of the countless things, and then, turned her head towards her. "Anything. Just leave me alone," her voice was cold and harsh, but it didn't seem to phase him one bit, in fact, it seemed to turn him on, as he reached down, and plunged two fingers deep into her vagina, causing her to shiver helplessly.
Nodding his head, he stood. "You know you like it you little slut." He walked out of the room, and towards the kitchen-like room that was in the cottage. Her eyes closed, as she looked aorund quietly. She wondered if he really wanted to take care of her, but even if he did, she wanted to grt out, and return back to her family and friends.
The food he brought in was nicely dressed, and he softly spooned it into her mouth, as she ate it graciously. She finished it softly, and Alan pulled out his flute, playing her a light melody, which placed her into a sleep again, her eyes closed, and her body oddly still, other than her light breathing.
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**Note: It was short, but I wanna make sure that SOMEONE is still reading. Tell me what you would want to see happen. I will make it go on for you guys. Thanks!