Rapists Have Blue Eyes
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Adult ++
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Category:
Drama › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,211
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Prologue
A/N: This is the prologue (obviously). This will be a multi-chaptered fic, and I do not intend to offend anyone with the content of this work of fiction, so all I ask i that everyone takes the title into consideration before reading.
The door creaked open, sending a sliver of light into the room, illuminating the small brass bits adorning the bedposts by my head.
“Leigh? Are you still awake?” Came the voice from directly above me, the soft ghosting of his breath caressing my cheek even through the protective covering of my blanket, the warm moisture of it making me shiver once more.
“Yes Daddy, I’m still ‘wake,” I whispered, peeking my head up from beneath the blankets, half expecting to be punished for still being awake so late past my bedtime.
“Leigh, honey, are you ready for another lesson?” Came his hoarse voice from above me. I trembled slightly. Too close. He was too close…
“What am I gonna learn tonight, Daddy?” I asked, my voice meek, almost resigned.
“Tonight I’ll teach you the things little boys like.” Came his response.
Tears stung at the corners of my eyes as I gazed up at him.
“Will it hurt like last time, Daddy?” I asked, my voice wavering, even as he peeled back my blankets, and began to lift the soft cotton of my nightgown, exposing my skin to the cool winter air.
“Only a little, baby girl, but not as much as before if you’re a good girl and make Daddy proud.” He muttered, his eyes running over my body almost as though he were inspecting me.
I nodded, and trembled almost violently as his head lowered, his lips hovering just above mine. I could feel the cold hand on my still-warm thigh, and the tears began to slide down my cheeks, warming a path as they moved. It didn’t matter really- Daddy always told me he liked it better when I cried…
“I promise I’ll be a good girl and make Daddy proud,” I promised, my voice breaking only slightly.
The crystalline blue of his eyes almost seemed to take on a demonic glow in the darkness before I closed my own eyes, and waited for it all to be over.
The door creaked open, sending a sliver of light into the room, illuminating the small brass bits adorning the bedposts by my head.
“Leigh? Are you still awake?” Came the voice from directly above me, the soft ghosting of his breath caressing my cheek even through the protective covering of my blanket, the warm moisture of it making me shiver once more.
“Yes Daddy, I’m still ‘wake,” I whispered, peeking my head up from beneath the blankets, half expecting to be punished for still being awake so late past my bedtime.
“Leigh, honey, are you ready for another lesson?” Came his hoarse voice from above me. I trembled slightly. Too close. He was too close…
“What am I gonna learn tonight, Daddy?” I asked, my voice meek, almost resigned.
“Tonight I’ll teach you the things little boys like.” Came his response.
Tears stung at the corners of my eyes as I gazed up at him.
“Will it hurt like last time, Daddy?” I asked, my voice wavering, even as he peeled back my blankets, and began to lift the soft cotton of my nightgown, exposing my skin to the cool winter air.
“Only a little, baby girl, but not as much as before if you’re a good girl and make Daddy proud.” He muttered, his eyes running over my body almost as though he were inspecting me.
I nodded, and trembled almost violently as his head lowered, his lips hovering just above mine. I could feel the cold hand on my still-warm thigh, and the tears began to slide down my cheeks, warming a path as they moved. It didn’t matter really- Daddy always told me he liked it better when I cried…
“I promise I’ll be a good girl and make Daddy proud,” I promised, my voice breaking only slightly.
The crystalline blue of his eyes almost seemed to take on a demonic glow in the darkness before I closed my own eyes, and waited for it all to be over.