My throat ached with exhaustion from the constant screaming, but I paid it no mind. The sight before me is something I will never be able to erase from my thoughts, and I'm sure no peaceful sleep will be found by me ever again. Bodies upon bodies were laid in every corner of the room, some hanging, and some tossed carelessly on the slick floor. Many of them had their eyes gauged out, and some with limbs missing, but I'm definitely sure that, that's not the extent of the damage done to them.
"Wrong? This is fucking beyond wrong!" I yelled at him, turning my gaze from the bodies to his smiling face. I stared in disgust at him, and struggled profusely with the chains. No way in hell will I let him get away with something like this. "Come now, Sakura. Don't you like my beautiful dolls?" My stare further darkened with anger, and I growled slightly in hate.
"Dolls? What the fuck is wrong with you? These are human beings, no different than you and me." His grin fell suddenly from his face, and to my distaste he began walking towards me again. His eyes were a cinnamon brown, glinting in an odd way as he walked closer. His hair, was a blood red like the slick floor beneath my toes, and if I didn't know any better I'd say he were an angel, with the odd delicate features he held.
"Human? I am far from human, girl." His face was a hair's length away from mine, and I found myself glaring intently into his eyes. "I got the message when you turned on the fucking lights. I'd be surprised if you had any humanity left with how many innocent people you've killed." I spat out, and grinned when he slowly wiped my spit from his face. "You know nothing, girl. Do not speak as if you do." He pressed his pale hand against my cheek, and I turned my head away from it.
"Don't touch me." I said, and turned my face back to him when he removed his hand from within my reach. "Do you realize who you are talking to, child?" he said slowly, emphasizing child when he spoke. "I realize that I am talking to a psychopathic monster who has a fetish with dolls, if that is what you mean, sir." I replied sarcastically, and almost smiled in satisfaction when his expression grew harder with every syllable.
"I'd watch your mouth, if I were in your place." he said darkly, and closed the space between our bodies once more. I hissed disgustingly when his fingers brushed the top of my thigh and slowly began running his soft fingers higher. "If I were in your place, I'd be preparing for what is to come." he breathed into my ear, and flicked his tongue gently against it, as his fingers brushed softly on the zipper of my jeans.
"I know everything there is to know about you, and I will make sure to use that information as I see fit. You will call me Sasori, or master. Any other name but these, and you will be…severely punished." My breath hitched when his teeth bit into the delicate flesh of my ear, and his fingers undid the zipper, and slipped his warm fingers inside. "I will play with you, as I play with the many dolls you see around you. I will not mar the beautiful skin of your's, but I'll make sure to leave my mark…"
The lewd words escaped smoothly from his pale lips, and I found my self breathing harder as his fingers slid into my underwear and felt his probing digit's a short length away from my throbbing core. "Don't you fucking dare." I finally choked out, and glared at his now calculating expression. "Watch me, my blossom." I moaned in response when his index finger slid into me quickly.
His thumb pressed roughly into my clit, and I almost cried out from the intensity of the force and the speed it occurred. I bucked my hips into his hand unwillingly as he stroked my clit harder, making sure to thrust another finger as my stifled moans grew in volume. I couldn't breathe properly with the pleasant sensations weakening my resolve. Why would a man kidnap me, to only pleasure his captive?
Does he believe he can break me by making me enjoy his touch? If this is what he truly thinks, then he has another thing coming. I nearly screamed when suddenly he withdrew his finger to pinch my swollen clit harshly. He kissed my ear gently, and pinched my clit once more as he brought his lips into the action. He crouched in front of my shaky legs, and grabbed my inner thighs.
"Don't do it!" I panted, and tossed my head back once he spread me entirely for him to see, and brought his mouth into my womanhood. He brushed his tongue against my clit, and once his head was well situated between my thighs pushed one finger into me. I moaned in bliss, and brought my head back harshly against the wall behind me to block out the sensations.
His ministrations never stopped, and I slowly and unwillingly found myself coming closer to the edge. I tossed my head back once more to block out the pleasure, and shouted in ecstasy at a particularly hard stroke and finally gave in to the ministrations. I was close, I admit. I was so close that just one more stroke and I would be flying with the angels in heaven, and the demons of hell. Then, to my sudden disappointment he withdrew from my shaky legs, and rose to face my panting face.
He brought his hand once more against my cheek, and smirked smugly into my flushing face. "I will not allow you to reach your satisfaction. This is to be your punishment for comparing me to those filthy humans and defying me, girl." he turned from my exhausted form, and left me alone in the room. There was no way I will let this bastard win, and get any satisfaction from me. I will make sure he pays for what he's done to me. I will make him pay for every fucking thing.