Warning: Deals with issues of rape and is somewhat graphic. I've
decided to make this a small chapter all its own, so if you feel the
need to skip it, feel free. You won't miss anything that will confuse
you later in the story. Sorry if I offend anyone.
Chapter 19
Five Days later- Initiative
She couldn't believe this was happening to her. After awhile,
her body became numb; she physically became dead to what the bitch was
making the vampire do to her. If only she could close off her mind
and be somewhere else.
She pretty much accepted the fact that she was never getting out
of there. No one was going to save her. But then, she thought, I
probably deserve punishment of some kind. But even this treatment was
extreme. She might have been guilty of murder, but never torture; it
wasn't right.
If only they would stop the drugs. If her mind wasn't so cloudy
maybe. No point in thinking of the impossible. It would go on for
hours. Gotta love that vampire stamina. No problem in getting it up.
Especially for a weakened Slayer held hostage. He was always rough
and brutal- the more aggressive the more appreciation he got from
Maggie. Bitch. She would allow him to sometimes bite her, and now
only fed him human blood (which he so graciously would point out
before unzipping his pants and whipping it out. As if he was giving
her some sort of justified explanation).
His name was Paul. He said that if she weren't so drugged, she
would be screaming his name in ecstasy. He said it as he pounded
inside of her, as she gazed back at him with tears in her eyes. Death
would be a relief. Never had she thought of giving up, but she had to
wonder: what exactly did she have to live for? No one cared about
her. In fact, the people that she knew would probably jump for joy
once they found out what happened.
Her mother would be so disappointed in her. She had wanted so
much more for her, but this was not to be. She screwed up as a
daughter, a slayer, a friend, and as a human being. Now she
disappointed herself. She let her own weakness get to her. She was
never a quitter, until now.
It was only one thought that kept her sane, that gave her hope:
Buffy would come. Whether it is to kick her ass or to gain some type
of retribution against Maggie and the Initiative, she had to come. At
least, that was what she kept telling herself.
decided to make this a small chapter all its own, so if you feel the
need to skip it, feel free. You won't miss anything that will confuse
you later in the story. Sorry if I offend anyone.
Chapter 19
Five Days later- Initiative
She couldn't believe this was happening to her. After awhile,
her body became numb; she physically became dead to what the bitch was
making the vampire do to her. If only she could close off her mind
and be somewhere else.
She pretty much accepted the fact that she was never getting out
of there. No one was going to save her. But then, she thought, I
probably deserve punishment of some kind. But even this treatment was
extreme. She might have been guilty of murder, but never torture; it
wasn't right.
If only they would stop the drugs. If her mind wasn't so cloudy
maybe. No point in thinking of the impossible. It would go on for
hours. Gotta love that vampire stamina. No problem in getting it up.
Especially for a weakened Slayer held hostage. He was always rough
and brutal- the more aggressive the more appreciation he got from
Maggie. Bitch. She would allow him to sometimes bite her, and now
only fed him human blood (which he so graciously would point out
before unzipping his pants and whipping it out. As if he was giving
her some sort of justified explanation).
His name was Paul. He said that if she weren't so drugged, she
would be screaming his name in ecstasy. He said it as he pounded
inside of her, as she gazed back at him with tears in her eyes. Death
would be a relief. Never had she thought of giving up, but she had to
wonder: what exactly did she have to live for? No one cared about
her. In fact, the people that she knew would probably jump for joy
once they found out what happened.
Her mother would be so disappointed in her. She had wanted so
much more for her, but this was not to be. She screwed up as a
daughter, a slayer, a friend, and as a human being. Now she
disappointed herself. She let her own weakness get to her. She was
never a quitter, until now.
It was only one thought that kept her sane, that gave her hope:
Buffy would come. Whether it is to kick her ass or to gain some type
of retribution against Maggie and the Initiative, she had to come. At
least, that was what she kept telling herself.