She thought She'd Miss Him
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
12,326
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Claimed
Sorry folks it took so long. I got engulfed in the world of cyber sex, chat room drama and bullshit that goes along with being online again after a few years. Hope you will forgive, and I promise........I have saved the best for last. Hope it was worth the wait. Thanks, Heather
Rae was led by the neck into a room she did not recognize by sound nor scent. The carpet was lush under her high heels, and the room was so cool, she was almost chilled. Or perhaps it was the feeling of not knowing who was in brief possession of her. She could not tell, but she was ready, she felt, for whatever lie ahead.
A rather soft hand took her own into his and led her gently to the bed. She sat on the thick mattress and sat with her hands folded on her lap. The door opened and closed once more, and her eyebrows drew together in wonder, thinking her temporay master had forsaken her. She wondered only a moment though, as two men began to speak.
\"Well Randall, she is a beauty. You are a very lucky man.\"
She could not tell the voice, only knowing it was not chris. She was slightly disappointed, but only for a moment, knowing her love was there, and what devious pleasures he could hand to her.
\"Shaun, my dear friend, I know. She is a luscious creature, and very fun to fuck. Almost as fun as you.\"
At this moment, Rae heard the sounds of kissing, the heavy breath, the lips smacking, low deep moans. Rae\'s head spun for a moment, feeling left out and cast aside, til the moaning stopped and hands were groping her firm breasts, another set of hands in her hair, yanking, \"you little whore, treat my Shaun with the greatest of lust. He is worth it\", was hissed in her ear, then she heard her man leave.
Shaun pushed her down on the bed, ripping the blindfold off roughly. She blinked at the light flooding her vision before seeing the playful smile on the handsome face of Shaun. He was over her, looking down, a glint in his eye.
\"I have hated you since Randy told me about you. I so hoped he would someday give up this childish woman infatuation and love me. But you have changed all that, and stolen my dreams, you fucking cunt.\"
A sharp hard across her face and it began.
later as Rae lay on the bed shivering with pain and fear, cut by the antique razor Shaun had shown her early on. Dozens of slashes on every part of her bleeding openly or drying in thick scabs. Rae was almost crazy with loss of blood and hatred. She wanted only to take the razor and end his life, to kill, to make him fear her the way she had been horrified of him.
The way he had slashed her clothes off, not caring if the blade cut deeper than her clothes. The way he had stuck his entire hand up inside of her, probing and laughing as he hurt her. His not so subtle mockeries of her cries of intense pain and terror. His cock never touching her. His body never combining with hers. Only torture, is sadistic blood lust overpowering his sexual lust. She knew he meant to kill her. To take her life in attempt to have Randall to himself. The pain she felt not bettered by entrance, only driven farther by the things he said, \'You stole him!!!!!!!!! You took him from me you CUNT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!\"
She was in deep fear for her life. She wanted to fly away as she always did in her dreams. To stand in a field and raise her arms and take to the sky where there are no people to hate.... to hurt...... to wound, but only to fly in the unbiased clouds and take only the sweet moisture of the rain for sustanance.
When he was done with her he hit her hard in the head a rough punch to the temple that left her unconscious.
She woke to gentle coos. Randall was beside her, dabbing her bleeding head with a cool light cloth, the lights low, other faces surounding them, all the member s of the party were there, save one. Her eyes would not focus, and shadows filled her vision.
\"Randall?\" her weak whispering voice croaked out.
\"Yes, my love, my darling? What can I get you? The doctor will be here in minutes, my love.\"
Rae looked at him, her eyes shuttering as she felt her mind trying to claim the dark once more, \"My master,what have you done to me?\"
Blackness.........