9:56 a.m. June 1 Day 7:
I must of fell asleep on the floor crying last night, since I’m waking up on the floor in the corner curled up. I take my view of the room I’m in. It wasn’t much; a single mattress lies on the floor under a bared window, dust bunnies roll hurdled in the corner and crakes in the floor, pee stain the walls, and water drips from crakes in the ceiling.
I sit up leaning back against the stone wall. “What did I ever do to end up here?” I lean my head back staring up at nothing particular.
“I can tell you.” I snap my head to the door seeing some guy standing there leaning on the door frame. “I’ll tell for one thing.” He states as he closes the door behind him slowly walking towards me.
I watch his ever move not trusting him or anyone for the matter.
Once he finishes crossing over to me, he kneels down in front of me smiling with a questionable glint in his eye. “Now how about it,” he reaches out grabbing my arms pinning them against the wall, “you be a good human and let me see what humans are all about.” He quickly grips my shirt knocking me down on my back.
I yell in back as he climbs over me pinning me down with his body. I yell for help till he smacks my face. Hissing at me “Shut the fuck up, bitch.” I hear him undo his pants, “Now hold still to I can enjoy myself.” He grips my hips pulling my pants down.
I smack him repeatedly in the chest, thrashing under his body, and kicking my feet as I feel my pants down by my ankle. Tears start swelling in my eyes. I beg out “please don’t.”
“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?” He smacks my faces a few times in the same spot as my tears pull over running down my cheek.
I whimper in pain, the stinging in my face hurts so much.
“Now that’s a good girl.” I feel his icky hands grip my legs pushing them apart. “Now then let’s have some fun, human.”
I stare up at the ceiling wishing it would fall down on him crushing him and killing me but no. Wishes never come true. Dreams stay as dreams that people create in their sleep. And me, I stay as the weak human who use to be a goddess till someone. Wait just someone the one who order a rescue for me to only throw me in this cell. Yeah, goddess blood won’t be helping me but have I killed in the end.
Snapping out of my thoughts as pain hits and not waiting to let the pain ease away. This guy on me continues his attack on me.
He grunts as he slams his dick in me making me cry out in pain. He takes his hand slithering it under my shirt having it rise up putting my chest on display. He leans down as he keeps on slamming in me harder than the one before. I lick over my breast every so slowly taking one of my nipple into vile mouth sucking hard and biting down hard on my sensitive skin.
“Please it hurts, stop!” I beg him to only have him slap me in my face again.
He releases my breast to move to the other one and instead of sucking or licking he bites down. Feeling my skin break from his bite, I hear him hiss in pain. Pulling his head up from my breast he spits out venous words, “that demon fucking did claim you, bitch. You blood is tainted now. You are worthless.” He suddenly smiles down at me showing the evil glint again, “Good thing you’re a human then. I can still do this,” he bucks up in me making me yelp at the pain, “to you. Now then let me finish so you can go coward away and die.”
He pulls back and thrusts forward going deeper then he has hitting the back wall. I scream out in agony.
My tears stop as I can make anymore as he keeps going till I knew he was done when I hear him letting out a hearty moan as goes still in me. Slowly he pulls out still releasing as he spurts over my stomach. He leans his head down to my ear and whispers, “I am very pleased human. They were right about humans being good at sex. I’ll see you tomorrow and this time I’ll bring some help to make it even better.” He stands up leaving me sprawled out on the floor half naked with his semen over me.
Hearing the door slam shut and a click, I cry out.
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A Lost Soul
Short StoryA lost soul can only mean bad things. Right? Yes. Onyx is an average girl. Lives by herself, very friendly and kind, never read any horror or to vivid books, and has never dated guys. No dates. No kisses. No lustful stares. Though Onyx has gotten t...