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The snow fell slowly onto the ground and all was quiet. Charlie sat on the porch in a large black coat with white lamb's fur around it. It's one of those jacket's a big town sheriff would wear. I had been appeasing to the military side of him; asking him questions about the war. He loved to talk and I was able to tune him out but still look interested. That's how I stayed in his good graces. But I still did not let my guard down around him. The house couldn't be cleaner. I know Luda Mae was happy about that. Her sister Mable and her daughter, Henrietta were coming to visit. I didn't plan to be around though. Thomas was in the basement making another mask I could assume. He didn't like the cold. I was in black pants and a large blue sweater. My hair was in a loose bun and I sat in the living room folding some towels. The front door opened and Charlie entered.

"Well looks like it's going to be getting colder tonight. Tati, why don't you go and get some blankets from upstairs and bring them over to Ned's." he said. He wanted me to go? He trusted me to go alone? I looked at him with mild caution.

"You want me to go?" I asked. He gave an annoyed look.

"Well I did just say your name. Go on, get some from upstairs. I had already called Tomalin earlier and told him you were stopping by. Go on now before it gets too cold and the roads get too bad. Would hate for you to be stranded." he said. I nodded quickly.

"Okay jeez." I replied and got up and headed up stairs. I moved down to the spare room and found four large comforters. I tried to carry them all but they were bulky and I couldn't. But I knew someone who could. I moved from the room and headed back down stairs then over to the basement. I opened the door and made my way slowly down the dark depths. The smell was rancid as usual. This was his play house, his safe space to do whatever he wanted.

I made it to the bottom and looked around, but I easily found him at his work station. I could see he was working on something. As I grew closer I could see he making a new mask. His hair had gotten longer and was close to touching his chest and the middle of his back. I leaned over a bit watching him. I let my hand gently play with some strands of his hair. He didn't have his mask on.

"Are you busy?" I asked and he glanced at me some and then looked down at his hands before pausing his hands. He looked at me curiously giving me his attention. "Will you help me carry some blankets to the truck?"

"Why?" he asked more out of interest then suspicion. I motioned my head toward the stairs.

"Charlie asked me to drive some blankets over to Ned's place." I replied and he scowled and slowly placed his hand down on the table before curling his fists. I rubbed his back in reply already seeing his anger.

"Hey, it's okay. There's nothing to be upset about. I'm just going to drop them off and come right back. Will you help me?" I asked. He didn't respond, instead he just stood up. I nodded my thanks and turned from him, only to have my hand grabbed quickly and I whipped my head back at him only to yelp softly as I find myself back into the nearest wall. I gasped as a meat hook dangled beside my face. "What!" My voice trembled and my body shook quickly as he looked down at me. His eyes weren't wild but they were definitely dark.

"I want… babies." he said and I just blinked rapidly feeling his hand now take hold of my face. "I want… a son." What the hell brought this on? Sure he wanted kids with me, but those thoughts died with my brother. And we sure as hell haven't spoken about them in a long time.

"T-Thomas, wait we have plenty of time to talk about that." I said feeling his hands start to paw over my body. I suddenly feel his lips on mine and I moan out against him. It was a harsh and demanding kiss, one that was definitely meant for control. Did Charlie get in his mind, make him think it was important for me to get pregnant. I couldn't let that happen. Getting pregnant would surely hold me here and I would never be able to escape and I would die before I let them have a piece of me. Thomas leaned back and gripped my shoulder flipping me so that my chest and face pushed up into the wall.

"Stop Thomas please stop.!" I cried out feeling his hand grabbing at my pants and shoving them down. I tried to struggle, but his hand holding me in place was strong enough to keep me pinned. My mind was completely rattled from the quick movements. What brought this on? Was it the fact I was going to Ned's and that I may see Tom? Did he think I would go over there and sleep with him? I felt his right hand grope my right breast aggressively. My bra was in the way and he didn't like that for suddenly gripped the bottom of my shirt and just pulled up. My arms flailed up and the sweater was gone and my bra was pulled off seconds after it. My pants were still at my ankles and that didn't stop him pulling me back just enough to bend my body over some. Thinking I was going to fall, my hands slammed into the wall to hold me.

Meanwhile, his free hand had already gotten his pants down and he holds on to my left hip afterword. I feel that hand on my hip and the other on my right shoulder keeping me bent over. He was so strong; my muscles didn't even feel as if they worked as I still tried to struggled. I suddenly feel him at my entrance and I gasped out feeling his cock push right into me. I cried out feeling my walls tighten from the sudden intrusion. Without much preparation my stomach hurt from my tight muscles and Thomas plunging right into me. His hips bucked into me firm and hard and I groaned feeling him spread me further as he pushes deeper. Each thrust caused my stomach to tighten and I cried out harder feeling my knees buckling some.

We just had sex last night, how was he so eager to go again. My body jerked forward with each thrust, my breasts bouncing with each thrust. I moaned weakly as I knew I couldn't move. I feel his right leg move beside my right and push it a part so my legs would spread further. Thomas leans over me and I feel his lips against my ear as he pants and grunts wildly against me. But the tightness and discomfort melts away. My body always submits to his it knows nothing else. He holds onto my face and turns me to him so he could kiss me, his hips now grinding into me. I whimper against his lips as he slows a bit giving long even strokes. Oh god. My vaginal walls are now throbbing and ringing sending pleasure throughout my body.

The thrusting speeds up suddenly and the pleasure intensifies from this. He leans back to keep both hands on my hips and I moan out uncontrollably as he slams my hips against his.

"Oh Thomas!" I moan out feeling my thighs trembling beneath me from the sheer sensations that kept washing over me. And he drank it all in, my submission, my moans. How long had he been feeling this way? My moans grew higher signaling my release was coming. He just kept pounding away hitting at all the sweet spots until I came hard, my knees shaking heavily.

"Fuck!" I cried out, my head falling some. Thomas slowed down some, but I knew he wasn't done. He pulled me off the wall and pulled me over to one of his tables that was moderately cleaner than the others and pushed me down atop of it. I growled in response and he grabbed my legs and spread them out wide moving between them. I watched as a long line of saliva fell from his mouth and onto my vagina mixing in with our juices already. I could see clearly, he was still very hard and didn't plan to stop until he found his release. He pushed right back inside me, my sensitive walls throbbing causing me to gasp hard. He held on to my ankles pounding away at me again.

I was panting hard beyond control, my chest lightly glistening with sweat.

"Faster!" I cried out and he happily obliged, his eyes hidden by locks of his hair. It was bad how easy it was to just give in to someone when you love them even if they've hurt you beyond repair. The table moved slightly beneath us. My head fell back in utter bliss as I realized in this moment he could do whatever he wanted to me. My vagina was swollen and it still managed to send pleasure all through my body. His thrusts sped up quickly and became strained his grunting and growling becoming more aggressive before finally he holds himself against me and pours himself into me. I whimper some feeling ragged pants escape me. He holds himself there before looking at me with clouded eyes.

I looked at him and he leaned over me panting some and gently planted a loving kiss to my lips.

"You know… there is nothing…bad you could…ever do to…force me from… your side." he muttered into my lips. I looked at him through clouded eyes myself. Those were the words I said to him before knowing that he killed my brother. Slowly he withdrew from me and held his hand out to me and slowly I took it. He helped me sit up and I watched him move back to gather my clothes. I watched him do this and when he handed them to me I just gave a weak smile in thanks. "Blankets."

It was like he was remind me and he walked round me. I watched him move up the stairs and as he did this, I knew that he knew I was planning something "bad". He knew I wanted to leave now.