Please Tell Me This Is Just A Bad Dream
Thanks for the fun, hun
They kept playing for at least another twenty minutes. By then I couldn’t hold back my tears any longer. The pain was unbearable. I was sobbing and screaming uncontrollably.
“Okay this is the last round, everybody. So make it your best shot.” Shadows said, and then he stabbed me again making me scream. “A hundred points, hell yeah!” after three more stabs, jimmy spoke
“time to sum your points!” wait, it was the last round and there were five of them but I just received four stabs. One of them didn’t play. But who?
“It was Nice playing with you and actually kicking your asses. Now all of you owe me fifty bucks!” one of them said. I felt someone coming closer, and the darkness being replaced with a pair of hazel eyes. Shadows was looking at me with that sick smile on his face again. I had puffy eyes, and tears rolling down my eyes.
“Had fun?” he asked me. I stayed quiet and looked at the floor. “I guess not. Oh well, we’ll try something new next time.” He said walking away with all of them behind him laughing at what that psycho said. The last one to leave the basement was vengeance. He was looking at me with no emotions in his expression. I wondered what he was thinking. His eyes went down to my stomach. Mine did the same, and I screamed when I saw my whole torso and legs covered in blood and little wholes the darts left there. The pain came once again, and so did the tears. Vengeance finally left, and I cried until I passed out.
I woke up later, and everything was dark, my body was sore from the stabs and my elbows hurt like hell from the position. I was still chained to the wall. What time was it? I had no idea. I decided to do the most stupid thing a prisoner could do: try to get free from the handcuffs. I knew it was lost time, but I had nothing else to do and, who knows, maybe the chains were old enough to break easily. But no such luck for me. I looked at myself again; I was covered in dried blood and paint. I looked horrible. I heard footsteps, and then the door to the basement opened an in came fedora guy. He looked at me and smirked. I was seriously getting tired of these guys smirking that sick smile all the time.
“You finally woke up.” He got closer, and unchained me. I fell at his feet. “Get up.” I did as he told me, and he put me over his shoulder, not bothering to tie me up. We went upstairs and out of the house. I looked around, and could only see the little barn from before and trees. It was gonna take me ages to find the way out of this isolated freaky house. That is, if I ever succeeded in escaping.
He then threw me on the grass, and since I fell on my stomach, the pain was worse.
“Fuck!” I cursed, whining in pain.
“Johnny!” he shouted at the house, and seconds later Mohawk guy or Johnny came out looking at us.
“What do you want? I was watching the game.” He complained.
“Do you know where the hose is? I need it. And the sponge.”
“It must be at the back of the house…you called me to ask me that?” Johnny raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah.”
“Fucker…” he replied before going back to the house. Fedora guy snickered before tying my hands and feet and going to the back part of the house. If my hypothesis was right, he was gonna give me a bath. Weird much?
The guy came later with the hose, a bucket and a sponge. He took my arms, and hung them from the tie in a hook that was on a wall. He filled the bucket with water, and put the sponge in it.
“You’re gonna be clean, isn’t that great?!” he asked with fake enthusiasm. I just looked away. He took the hose, and directed at me, cold water hitting my skin. I gasped from the contact with the water. He then left it on the floor, and took the sponge soaking it in water. I was shivering, since the sun was setting and the temperature was decreasing.
The guy got closer, and began rubbing the sponge in my stomach, pretty hard must I add. I screamed, it hurt pretty badly thanks to the little sadistic game from before. The wounds were still fresh, and him touching them wasn’t helping.
He finished five minutes later, and I could see the little red dots all over my torso, some were bleeding again. I was shivering pretty badly, my teeth clasping, my underwear and hair were soaked.
“Alright, now that you’re clean, I can have my alone time with you. I’ve been waiting for it since I first saw you.” He whispered in my ear, looking me up and down. I felt disgusted with him. He put me over his shoulder again, soaking his shirt since I was still wet from my ‘bath’.
We then went back to the house and upstairs into what I guess was his room.
He threw me on the bed, straddling me. God, help me please. He untied my hands and feet, and got my wrist in a pair of handcuffs that hung from the headboard.
“I saw you shivering out there, you must be cold. Well, let’s warm you up then.” He smirked, before trying to get my panties off.
“NO! STOP IT, PLEASE!” I screamed, and tried to stop him from taking off my panties, but failed. I then started kicking everywhere.
“STOP IT, BITCH!” he yelled and slapped me. He put my legs under his once again, took of my bra, and his pants. Now I was completely naked and him with his boxers and t-shirt on. I could see clearly his erection. He leaned down, pressing his lips to my neck. I moved it, but that really didn’t help much.
“I’m gonna fuck you so damn hard.” He whispered in my ear as he took off his boxers.
“No, please don’t do this!” I begged, and closed my legs as tight as I could, but he was stronger than me and opened them anyways. He positioned himself in my entrance, and slammed right inside of me as hard as he could. I screamed in pain, as he kept doing that, harder and faster than the time before.
“Please stop, please!!” I sobbed and screamed but such was my bad luck.
“Oh baby I’m so close!” he groaned, and gripped my waist pretty hard. No surprise if I woke up all bruised in the morning.
“Fuck yeah!” he shouted as his orgasm hit him, and he came inside of me. He collapsed on top of me trying to catch his breath. He then kissed my cheek and stood up, putting on his clothes and walked towards the door.
“Thanks for the fun, hun.” He said winking, before leaving the room, and leaving me there, naked and bleeding.
“Motherfucker son of a bitch, I hope you rot in hell.” I whispered at the door where he was standing seconds ago. I cried silently until I finally fell asleep in that bed of hell.
“Okay this is the last round, everybody. So make it your best shot.” Shadows said, and then he stabbed me again making me scream. “A hundred points, hell yeah!” after three more stabs, jimmy spoke
“time to sum your points!” wait, it was the last round and there were five of them but I just received four stabs. One of them didn’t play. But who?
“It was Nice playing with you and actually kicking your asses. Now all of you owe me fifty bucks!” one of them said. I felt someone coming closer, and the darkness being replaced with a pair of hazel eyes. Shadows was looking at me with that sick smile on his face again. I had puffy eyes, and tears rolling down my eyes.
“Had fun?” he asked me. I stayed quiet and looked at the floor. “I guess not. Oh well, we’ll try something new next time.” He said walking away with all of them behind him laughing at what that psycho said. The last one to leave the basement was vengeance. He was looking at me with no emotions in his expression. I wondered what he was thinking. His eyes went down to my stomach. Mine did the same, and I screamed when I saw my whole torso and legs covered in blood and little wholes the darts left there. The pain came once again, and so did the tears. Vengeance finally left, and I cried until I passed out.
I woke up later, and everything was dark, my body was sore from the stabs and my elbows hurt like hell from the position. I was still chained to the wall. What time was it? I had no idea. I decided to do the most stupid thing a prisoner could do: try to get free from the handcuffs. I knew it was lost time, but I had nothing else to do and, who knows, maybe the chains were old enough to break easily. But no such luck for me. I looked at myself again; I was covered in dried blood and paint. I looked horrible. I heard footsteps, and then the door to the basement opened an in came fedora guy. He looked at me and smirked. I was seriously getting tired of these guys smirking that sick smile all the time.
“You finally woke up.” He got closer, and unchained me. I fell at his feet. “Get up.” I did as he told me, and he put me over his shoulder, not bothering to tie me up. We went upstairs and out of the house. I looked around, and could only see the little barn from before and trees. It was gonna take me ages to find the way out of this isolated freaky house. That is, if I ever succeeded in escaping.
He then threw me on the grass, and since I fell on my stomach, the pain was worse.
“Fuck!” I cursed, whining in pain.
“Johnny!” he shouted at the house, and seconds later Mohawk guy or Johnny came out looking at us.
“What do you want? I was watching the game.” He complained.
“Do you know where the hose is? I need it. And the sponge.”
“It must be at the back of the house…you called me to ask me that?” Johnny raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah.”
“Fucker…” he replied before going back to the house. Fedora guy snickered before tying my hands and feet and going to the back part of the house. If my hypothesis was right, he was gonna give me a bath. Weird much?
The guy came later with the hose, a bucket and a sponge. He took my arms, and hung them from the tie in a hook that was on a wall. He filled the bucket with water, and put the sponge in it.
“You’re gonna be clean, isn’t that great?!” he asked with fake enthusiasm. I just looked away. He took the hose, and directed at me, cold water hitting my skin. I gasped from the contact with the water. He then left it on the floor, and took the sponge soaking it in water. I was shivering, since the sun was setting and the temperature was decreasing.
The guy got closer, and began rubbing the sponge in my stomach, pretty hard must I add. I screamed, it hurt pretty badly thanks to the little sadistic game from before. The wounds were still fresh, and him touching them wasn’t helping.
He finished five minutes later, and I could see the little red dots all over my torso, some were bleeding again. I was shivering pretty badly, my teeth clasping, my underwear and hair were soaked.
“Alright, now that you’re clean, I can have my alone time with you. I’ve been waiting for it since I first saw you.” He whispered in my ear, looking me up and down. I felt disgusted with him. He put me over his shoulder again, soaking his shirt since I was still wet from my ‘bath’.
We then went back to the house and upstairs into what I guess was his room.
He threw me on the bed, straddling me. God, help me please. He untied my hands and feet, and got my wrist in a pair of handcuffs that hung from the headboard.
“I saw you shivering out there, you must be cold. Well, let’s warm you up then.” He smirked, before trying to get my panties off.
“NO! STOP IT, PLEASE!” I screamed, and tried to stop him from taking off my panties, but failed. I then started kicking everywhere.
“STOP IT, BITCH!” he yelled and slapped me. He put my legs under his once again, took of my bra, and his pants. Now I was completely naked and him with his boxers and t-shirt on. I could see clearly his erection. He leaned down, pressing his lips to my neck. I moved it, but that really didn’t help much.
“I’m gonna fuck you so damn hard.” He whispered in my ear as he took off his boxers.
“No, please don’t do this!” I begged, and closed my legs as tight as I could, but he was stronger than me and opened them anyways. He positioned himself in my entrance, and slammed right inside of me as hard as he could. I screamed in pain, as he kept doing that, harder and faster than the time before.
“Please stop, please!!” I sobbed and screamed but such was my bad luck.
“Oh baby I’m so close!” he groaned, and gripped my waist pretty hard. No surprise if I woke up all bruised in the morning.
“Fuck yeah!” he shouted as his orgasm hit him, and he came inside of me. He collapsed on top of me trying to catch his breath. He then kissed my cheek and stood up, putting on his clothes and walked towards the door.
“Thanks for the fun, hun.” He said winking, before leaving the room, and leaving me there, naked and bleeding.
“Motherfucker son of a bitch, I hope you rot in hell.” I whispered at the door where he was standing seconds ago. I cried silently until I finally fell asleep in that bed of hell.
You can't leave it like this! I need an update o.o
12/4/14