Her face fell and a fresh, piercing scream escaped her lips. How
could this happen to her? What had she done to deserve this? With a
newfound energy, she began to struggle against the straight jacket,
screaming, biting, and clawing at the undersides of the jacket.
"Let me out!" she shrieked.
Ryan flickered into sight with a pleased grin. So she was awake again..how fun! He watched as she tried to break through her cloth prison, a snicker brushing past cold, dead lips. The way she twisted and turned reminded him of a panicked animal in a captive dance between a leash and muzzle. The Jackal was brought back to reality as he heard the sound of cloth ripping. He smiled sadistically.
"How does it feel being the one all wrapped up with no place to go?"
All Laura could do was growl. Ryan raised his brows in amusement and he began to circle her as she ceased all movements, honey brow eyes watching him like a feral beast. Her breathing came in short pants. Then it happened. Laura lunged at the monster, trying to knock him off balanced. This brought a giggle from Ryan. Stepping to the side, he grabbed her by the hair and tossed her against the brick wall that he placed against the door.
"Now, now, don't act like a brat, whore!" His smile grew.
Laura gave up now. She leaned against the wall, panting and growling. She was slowly making the rip in the sleeves of the jacket bigger. She intended to free herself. The question was what she would do once she was free. She could either let herself starve to death or go insane as the Jackal had. Gods how she hated the position she was in.
"Let me out, you jackass.." Laura gave him a cold stare, almost identical to the one he would give others.
Ryan shivered in delight. She was going to be just like him and it excited him immensely! He paced around the room as he watched her carefully, eyeing her body once more. She was like a drug. She was there for the taking and was so.mind blowing! The way she struggled, the way she bled! It was pure ecstasy for him. He couldn't help it anymore. He had to watch her bleed again. Rushing at her, he dragged his claws across her face, leaving bleeding welts from the top left-hand corner of her face to the right-hand corner of her chin. The woman-child spit out blood and gave an ear-splitting scream. She hated his touch so much! It was so harsh and rough, it could make even the most loving, caring person in the world become bitter and cold towards humanity.
"Enjoying, love?"
Laura shook her head vigorously, making sure he understood that she despised his touch, flinching back whenever his claws came near her again. Her own blood blinded her and leaked into her mouth, making her spit every few seconds. She wept blood as well, or so it seemed. Tears mixed with blood left a red tint to her skin where it washed away the warm, crimson fluid. It would leave scars.
"Please, just let me go, I'm sorry I ever came!" She wailed, burying her face gingerly into her knees.
Ryan grinned wickedly as he advanced on Laura. The young woman just sat there, crying for all it was worth. The Jackal wasn't phased by this, though he must say, he felt the tiniest bit of pity toward her for stumbling into his asylum. He crouched before her and stroked her hair softly as he thought of something to do. Laura flinched under his touch, inching away from him. Ryan smirked. Pulling his hand away from her hair, he tossed her back and grabbed hold of the leather straps on her jacket. Unbuckling them for just a second, he snickered when he saw relief wash over her bloody features. He almost rolled over laughing when he made her bondages even tighter then before. She screamed, kicked, bucked, anything she could do to take the confounded thing off.
"What's wrong now, wench? Does it hurt?" He slapped her. Hard. "Mine hurt ten times worse than that and I hardly ever even flinched!" This time he punched her jaw. "Then, to top that off, I had to have a cage put on, as you can see!"
The woman-child closed her eyes tightly and turned her head away, her pale neck catching the Jackal's attention. 'What a pretty neck.' he thought. It was so fragile looking..He stopped himself before he could reach out and choke her. His torture on her wasn't near done yet. Not at all. With a frustrated sigh, he rolled Laura onto her stomach and lifted her hips. The teen got the idea and at once began to pull away, using even her nails against the cold concrete.
"No, don't! Please, Jackal, don't!"
Ryan just rolled his eyes and dragged his claws down the center of her back, leaving shallow cuts to bleed. Anymore big wounds on her and he knew she would pass out for a good long time. He smiled when she screamed. Coming from the mouths of babes..beautiful. Pulling his erection on of his pants, he grasped her hips hard before ramming into her, giving no warning or time to adjust. He listened to her pleas for him to stop half-heartedly, he was much more focused on the pleasure the girl gave him. After Laura had shut up for a few minutes, he pulled her back against his so that he could give her breasts a hard squeeze. The woman-child moaned. Ryan was shocked and enraged at the same time. He growled and dug his claws deep into the skin around her nipples, her body going stiff and a violent shiver going through her. Her scream though, is what made that wicked grin form. It was louder than any other. He was sure that if he were still alive, it would have broken his ear drums.
"This is for my pleasure, little slut, not yours!" He yelled into her ear.
Ryan moved the tips of his fingers around in the wounds over her breasts while he finished up with her so that she couldn't moan again. He hated it when women started to respond to him in anything different from fear and anger. Pulling out of her, he released her of his claws and fixed his pants. It was as if he was to be damned if her ever left his pants messy, God forbid! He grinned at this thought. He would leave now, and for a while. By the time he got back, she had better be there and terribly weak from hunger. With that in mind, he phased out of the area, leaving Laura to shiver and cry.
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Author's Note: Hiya guys! I'm glad if you're enjoying the story and if your not, well.sorry about the crappy writing! I hope to hear from you guys and I'm really at a loss of ideas now. Damn writers block! If you guys could, I would like some ideas. Of course, I'll give you credit for it. Anyway, I'll update whenever I can. Thanks!
"Let me out!" she shrieked.
Ryan flickered into sight with a pleased grin. So she was awake again..how fun! He watched as she tried to break through her cloth prison, a snicker brushing past cold, dead lips. The way she twisted and turned reminded him of a panicked animal in a captive dance between a leash and muzzle. The Jackal was brought back to reality as he heard the sound of cloth ripping. He smiled sadistically.
"How does it feel being the one all wrapped up with no place to go?"
All Laura could do was growl. Ryan raised his brows in amusement and he began to circle her as she ceased all movements, honey brow eyes watching him like a feral beast. Her breathing came in short pants. Then it happened. Laura lunged at the monster, trying to knock him off balanced. This brought a giggle from Ryan. Stepping to the side, he grabbed her by the hair and tossed her against the brick wall that he placed against the door.
"Now, now, don't act like a brat, whore!" His smile grew.
Laura gave up now. She leaned against the wall, panting and growling. She was slowly making the rip in the sleeves of the jacket bigger. She intended to free herself. The question was what she would do once she was free. She could either let herself starve to death or go insane as the Jackal had. Gods how she hated the position she was in.
"Let me out, you jackass.." Laura gave him a cold stare, almost identical to the one he would give others.
Ryan shivered in delight. She was going to be just like him and it excited him immensely! He paced around the room as he watched her carefully, eyeing her body once more. She was like a drug. She was there for the taking and was so.mind blowing! The way she struggled, the way she bled! It was pure ecstasy for him. He couldn't help it anymore. He had to watch her bleed again. Rushing at her, he dragged his claws across her face, leaving bleeding welts from the top left-hand corner of her face to the right-hand corner of her chin. The woman-child spit out blood and gave an ear-splitting scream. She hated his touch so much! It was so harsh and rough, it could make even the most loving, caring person in the world become bitter and cold towards humanity.
"Enjoying, love?"
Laura shook her head vigorously, making sure he understood that she despised his touch, flinching back whenever his claws came near her again. Her own blood blinded her and leaked into her mouth, making her spit every few seconds. She wept blood as well, or so it seemed. Tears mixed with blood left a red tint to her skin where it washed away the warm, crimson fluid. It would leave scars.
"Please, just let me go, I'm sorry I ever came!" She wailed, burying her face gingerly into her knees.
Ryan grinned wickedly as he advanced on Laura. The young woman just sat there, crying for all it was worth. The Jackal wasn't phased by this, though he must say, he felt the tiniest bit of pity toward her for stumbling into his asylum. He crouched before her and stroked her hair softly as he thought of something to do. Laura flinched under his touch, inching away from him. Ryan smirked. Pulling his hand away from her hair, he tossed her back and grabbed hold of the leather straps on her jacket. Unbuckling them for just a second, he snickered when he saw relief wash over her bloody features. He almost rolled over laughing when he made her bondages even tighter then before. She screamed, kicked, bucked, anything she could do to take the confounded thing off.
"What's wrong now, wench? Does it hurt?" He slapped her. Hard. "Mine hurt ten times worse than that and I hardly ever even flinched!" This time he punched her jaw. "Then, to top that off, I had to have a cage put on, as you can see!"
The woman-child closed her eyes tightly and turned her head away, her pale neck catching the Jackal's attention. 'What a pretty neck.' he thought. It was so fragile looking..He stopped himself before he could reach out and choke her. His torture on her wasn't near done yet. Not at all. With a frustrated sigh, he rolled Laura onto her stomach and lifted her hips. The teen got the idea and at once began to pull away, using even her nails against the cold concrete.
"No, don't! Please, Jackal, don't!"
Ryan just rolled his eyes and dragged his claws down the center of her back, leaving shallow cuts to bleed. Anymore big wounds on her and he knew she would pass out for a good long time. He smiled when she screamed. Coming from the mouths of babes..beautiful. Pulling his erection on of his pants, he grasped her hips hard before ramming into her, giving no warning or time to adjust. He listened to her pleas for him to stop half-heartedly, he was much more focused on the pleasure the girl gave him. After Laura had shut up for a few minutes, he pulled her back against his so that he could give her breasts a hard squeeze. The woman-child moaned. Ryan was shocked and enraged at the same time. He growled and dug his claws deep into the skin around her nipples, her body going stiff and a violent shiver going through her. Her scream though, is what made that wicked grin form. It was louder than any other. He was sure that if he were still alive, it would have broken his ear drums.
"This is for my pleasure, little slut, not yours!" He yelled into her ear.
Ryan moved the tips of his fingers around in the wounds over her breasts while he finished up with her so that she couldn't moan again. He hated it when women started to respond to him in anything different from fear and anger. Pulling out of her, he released her of his claws and fixed his pants. It was as if he was to be damned if her ever left his pants messy, God forbid! He grinned at this thought. He would leave now, and for a while. By the time he got back, she had better be there and terribly weak from hunger. With that in mind, he phased out of the area, leaving Laura to shiver and cry.
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Author's Note: Hiya guys! I'm glad if you're enjoying the story and if your not, well.sorry about the crappy writing! I hope to hear from you guys and I'm really at a loss of ideas now. Damn writers block! If you guys could, I would like some ideas. Of course, I'll give you credit for it. Anyway, I'll update whenever I can. Thanks!