Life on the dotted line

by Tweeker on a bike

A girl is now the new Mother Reborn after Eileen died and Walter has her traped in his world. Will she cope with it all or find herself below the dotted line of sanity? Please R&R, chpt 2 up. Rated M for future chapters and language.short chpts Dx

2. Walter's Room of Desire

Thank you Jessee and MegFallow for your wonderful and kind reviews! 3

I hope this chapter is actually a chapter and not 1/3 of a page! ; So on with it and I hope theres not to many spelling errors on this one. Or repeative words. I'm writting this at 10:22pm with my friend Maria at my side watching me type all this saying "WALTERS FUCKING CRAZY!" She is my inspiration...sometimes. XD;;;

Theres a sex scene. I wrote it the best possible. WARNING!

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The same green-yellow eyes fluttered open. A look around told her she was in that room he left her in, the grey one with decaying walls. She sighed.

"What did I get myself into...What did I do?" She asked herself cradling her face in her hands. Fear suddenly filled her mind. That man said he'd be back, and this time...would he rape her? She shivered at the thought but something stired inside making her shiver, but for a different reason. "But what did he mean Mother Reborn?" She whispered sliding off the bed and onto the cold cement floor. She could feel everything spin out of control as suddenly she was thrown into a wall. A bloody pulsating wall. Next to her was one of his decaying dogs, snarling and licking her legs with its sharp bloody toung. She screamed.

"Why are you leaving?" His voice rang out. She whimpered as he began walking to her, his boots stomping against on the cement floor.

"W-w-who are you! Why am I here! Please, just leave me alone! I won't press charges!" She yelled closing her eyes and clinging to the wall.

"Your here my love to be the Mother Reborn...And my name is Walter, Walter Sullivan..." He whispered in her ear, leaning on her, grinding their clothed hips as she felt his hardness press against her belly. Her eyes sprang open as something inside her made her body arch towards the hardness. He smirked, this Walter, giving her breast a small squeeze as she moaned. Soon she was all over him panting and whimpering as he pushed her against the wall harder. Walter laughed darkly and soon they were in the grey room again.

"No...NO!" She said, snapping out of her lust-bound affection. But it was nearly to late. He had her fully naked and he was just still covered with only his pants. He smiled a large, dark smile as his eyes glinted with lust, glazed over with thoughts. She whimpered, scooting away from him.

"To late!" Walter yelled, pulling her by her hips all the way to his waist, spreading her legs for his will. He tugged his pants off and straddled her bare hips. She started to cry and pray, but he just smiled and ran a hand through her hair. She whimpered more as he kissed her gently, moving his mouth from hers to her neck and shoulders.

"No...Please...Please stop!" She whispered in his ear as his mouth trailed down her shoulders. Walter only replied with a chuckle as his hardness found its way between her legs. She gasped as it touched her inner thigh then to her opening. He shook his head, his mane of hair hung on her shoulders as he slid into her. She gasped once more then slowly moaned. Walter smirked and rammed in deeper and harder, over and over he thrust himself inside her, grunting. She cried, oh she cried, clawing his shoulder and chest, trying her hardest to pull him off her. He ignored the pain and rammed in harder, suddered, climaxing, and spewed his unholy seeds into her on on the bed. Walter sighed collasping onto of the sobbing girl under him. He smiled and kissed her gently hushing and doing his best to calm her down. He pulled out of her and layed next to her. She kept where she was, sobing and shivering. Walter frowned and pulled her on him and craddled her.

"Hush now," He whispered. He frowned, suddenly noticing a trickle of blood running down her leg and onto his belly.

"Now, now. A little blood. Its ok, you'll heal," He resured her, "Now, Mother, you need a name." He cocked his head and smiled, waiting for her reply.

"Er-Erica Chambers," She whimpered between a sob. Walter smiled.

"Erica Sullivan, the Mother Reborn," He said staring out into space. Erica looked at him and sobed again, falling into a disturbed sleep. Walter smiled at this and got out from under her, redressed, and left.