A/N: Heeheeheeheehee!
"You give up /all/ relationships with that /freak/ kid who lives down the street. I claimed your virginity, Tud, and nobody is going to take you away from me."
Rim opened her mouth to gape at him, but realized she was unable to.
"Well, Tud? What do you choose?"
He stood, waiting, with an evil smile on his face.
Rim attempted to let her evil brother know that she was unable to talk, but he ignored her faint wiggles.
"Nothing? Can't decide?" he smiled evilly. "I guess I'll just do both, then."
And with an evil frown on his face, he evilly grabbed Namistory, clutched at the poor owl's wing, and tore it off.
Rim screamed. Well, she would have if she wasn't gagged, but as she was, she didn't, but she /did/ close her eyes.
Goobert smiled evilly. "Take a look at your little fwend, Tud! Do you like what you see? Should I tear its head off next?"
But when he pried Rim's eyes open, she saw that there was no blood. In fact, all that was coming out of her beloved owl's body was fluff. White fluff.
FLUFF! Rim began to think that the Chinese water torture was definitely working. There was no question now that she wasn't insane. Or… wait. Was there?
She glanced up at Goobert, who was still immersed in the fascinating recreational activity of 'torturing your sister's owl'. He didn't appear to notice the fact that fluff was flying everywhere, that there was no blood, and that the owl didn't seem to be resisting to being tortured.
'It must be a dummy', she thought. 'But we don't /own/ any stuffed owls! Where could it have come from?'
Just then, she noticed that the flying pieces of fluff were spelling out a message in the air...
Rim blinked. And blinked again. She then squinted to try to discern the fuzzy letters, (No pun intended!) but quickly snapped her eyes back open as Goobert swung his fist at her stomach.
'OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOF!' Rim gasped, trying to breathe. But Goobert leaned in closer until his mouth was inches from Rim's ear.
"Did you enjoy that? Do you want to do that again?" he whispered seductively, and then, grinning evilly at the shriek caused by his actions, leaned in and nibbled at her ear.
Had she not been gagged, Rim would have screamed. On second thought, she wouldn't have - she would have been busy throwing up. But because she /was/ gagged, she kept her reactions in check, not wanting to choke and die. Goobert's warm breath fanned her neck as he brushed a runaway lock of hair behind her ear in what could have been mistaken for a gentle gesture.
However, he quickly corrected all you deluded readers out there by grinning sinisterly and grabbing Rim's bound wrists in a bruising grip. As he dragged her out of the closet he said, "It would be more... /convenient/ if we continue upstairs, don't you think?"
Rim clenched her teeth shut and closed her eyes, attempting to whimper. The whimper soon turned into a sharp scream as Goobert, pleased with the sound, tugged harder on her wrist. Tears leaked out of the corners of Rim's eyes as she attempted to resist, but she was soon lying in the middle of Goobert's large silk-covered bed.
Her 'brother' looked at her greedily, licking his lips. Then, sharply, he grabbed the gag and tore it out of her mouth, eliciting another sharp cry from Rim.
"Goo... please..."
Goobert growled savagely, baring his teeth. Rim lay on the bed beneath him limply, like a rag-doll. She knew that struggling would only anger Goobert further. She tried to detach her mind, as she had done so often.
She found herself thinking back to the message of owl feathers that she had never gotten a chance to read. She remembered vaguely that the first letter looked like a 'G'… or was it a 'C'? What did the message say? And, more importantly, who had sent it? It had to have been a wizard...
Meanwhile, Goobert had roughly torn off her blouse, and was narrowing his eyes at her.
"Don't you dare take your mind away! I want you right /here/ when I claim you. I want you to be here, to be conscious of my every move on your worthless body..."
Rim shivered, turning away. She thought back, and suddenly had a flashback to a dream she had recently had...
In her dream, a young boy with dark hair and beautiful sapphire blue eyes was standing by her window. Rim was inside, crying, waiting for someone to help her, head in her lap... She suddenly felt a gentle touch on her shoulder.
"Sorry. Are you all right?" the boy asked her, looking concerned.
Rim gazed up at him and drowned in his beautiful face.. His curved cheekbones, shapely nose, shining gentle eyes, long eyelashes
"What's your name?" she asked, dazed with the beauty in front of her.
"Fellatio," the young man replied. "Listen - any time you need help, call me. Just call my name and I will come."
Rim snapped back from her memory as she felt her brother's long cold shaft enter her, and collapsed mentally.
"Fellatio..." she cried, aloud. "Please, Fellatio..."
The thing she expected least was to see Goobert's shocked, lust-filled face as he slowly eased out of her, looking more aroused than ever before.
