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Sorry it took so long, I didn't have any ideas to carry this on, but a few have just come to me! so I'm continuing! I refuse to give up on this!
Frank's POV.
My eyes stung as I blinked violently, trying not to let what had just happened sink in. I felt disgusting and physically sick. My arms were aching, my whole body shaking rapidly, certain places overwhelmed with a burning soreness. I couldn't even fathom what had just happened. No morcel inside me could explain why I did what I did. I mean, I know it was against my will, but I begged for it! I fucking begged for it like a filthy whore! I guess that's what I was now, A whore. A toy for somebody elses enjoyment. Unless he was telling the truth. Unless he would take me to Anna! I knew I would find her, I knew that somehow, no matter what it took, I would save her, even if I died in the process. My little sister would be safe again.
My legs ached, I turned over trying to ease the pain, only to sqirm with a stabbing pain in my arm. I fell back down in agony, wincing as every muscle in my body throbbed. The only thing I could do now was wait for my body to get used to the pain. "But then what?" my mind questioned, I could feel vomit bubbling up inside me. "Then you wait for Gerard to come back," I winced with the mention of his name. The last time I had thought of it I had screamed it out for his satisfaction. I swallowed down vomit, taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as tears welled up in my eyes. Would I really be trapped here forever? Would this be my life now?
My bottom lip trembled. I bit my teeth down on it to try and stop a sob from escaping my lips. Then I realised, nobody was here to hear me. I was completely alone. So I un-tensed my body, letting my feelings overwhelm me, letting humiliation, anger and self-pity bubble up inside me. I un-clenched my teeth from my lip and let my emotions pour out of my eyes. I just cried. I just lay in agony on the bed and cried, sobbed violently, awaiting the return of the beautiful yet psychotic devil that could break me into pieces. The saddest part was, he was my only hope.
Gerard's POV.
I was almost skipping down the street in excitement. My new little whore was perfect. He was filthy! And I'd only used him once. He was not what I was expecting at all. He was much, much better. My mind was exploding with new ideas of ways that I could use him, hurt him and play with his mind untill he was a fucked up mess. I wanted him completely at my command. I wanted him to obey my every word, but untill then, I would enjoy the fight he would put up. "But Gerard what if you break him?" my mind asked me. I laughed to myself, earning a few strange looks from passing civillians. I didn't care, I couldn't even see their expressions in the moonlight.
"Don't break him gerard," my mind told me "You don't want him to end up like those pathetic, lifeless girls." I knew I wouldn't, but either way, I could always get a new one. Although I doubted I would ever find one as good, or as hot. Images of his perfectly toned body writhing under my touch filled my mind. The way he bit down on his lip when he was in pain the same way that he did when he was in ecstacy, the noises he made when I hurt him, the moans he emmitted when I touched him in all the right places, everything was perfect. I was already feeling turned on just thinking about him and knowing that right now he was at home waiting for me.
I turned left down a back alleyway. The smell of smoke filled me up, I sighed at the familiar odour. I approached a small, metal door. My black boots padded along the hard concrete as I reached into my pocket, pulling out a small, silver key. I unlocked the door, slipping inside silently and closing the door softly behind me. I was in total darkness and silence. Just the way I liked it. I wandered the familiar room untill I came to a small desk, I felt around for a candle, tracing one with my hand. I pulled the lighter out of my pocket and struck it with my finger. The flame danced into the candle, causing it to emmit a dim, yellow light. I looked around the almost empty room, it was almost identical to my bedroom. Completely plain, with a double bed sat in the middle.
This room was almost like a second house to me. I only used it to hide out in when I was in trouble, I liked to think of it as my little den. Tonight on the other hand, I had decided to sleep here because my slut was taking up my bed. I flung myself onto the matress, the springs bounced rapidly emitting a gentle squeaking noise. When they came to a halt the room fell silent. I slithered under the covers, still fully clothed. My excitement seemed to have faded as I closed my eyes, grasping the plain, cold duvet with both arms. I was freezing and somehow felt empty. I grabbed one of the pillows from underneath my head, placing it next to me, wrapping my arms around it and squeezing it tightly. I sighed into it, letting my warm breath melt into the fabric, heating it up a little, giving it some life. This was the way I slept every night. Hugging a pillow for warmth... purely for warmth.
Frank's POV.
My eyes stung as I blinked violently, trying not to let what had just happened sink in. I felt disgusting and physically sick. My arms were aching, my whole body shaking rapidly, certain places overwhelmed with a burning soreness. I couldn't even fathom what had just happened. No morcel inside me could explain why I did what I did. I mean, I know it was against my will, but I begged for it! I fucking begged for it like a filthy whore! I guess that's what I was now, A whore. A toy for somebody elses enjoyment. Unless he was telling the truth. Unless he would take me to Anna! I knew I would find her, I knew that somehow, no matter what it took, I would save her, even if I died in the process. My little sister would be safe again.
My legs ached, I turned over trying to ease the pain, only to sqirm with a stabbing pain in my arm. I fell back down in agony, wincing as every muscle in my body throbbed. The only thing I could do now was wait for my body to get used to the pain. "But then what?" my mind questioned, I could feel vomit bubbling up inside me. "Then you wait for Gerard to come back," I winced with the mention of his name. The last time I had thought of it I had screamed it out for his satisfaction. I swallowed down vomit, taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as tears welled up in my eyes. Would I really be trapped here forever? Would this be my life now?
My bottom lip trembled. I bit my teeth down on it to try and stop a sob from escaping my lips. Then I realised, nobody was here to hear me. I was completely alone. So I un-tensed my body, letting my feelings overwhelm me, letting humiliation, anger and self-pity bubble up inside me. I un-clenched my teeth from my lip and let my emotions pour out of my eyes. I just cried. I just lay in agony on the bed and cried, sobbed violently, awaiting the return of the beautiful yet psychotic devil that could break me into pieces. The saddest part was, he was my only hope.
Gerard's POV.
I was almost skipping down the street in excitement. My new little whore was perfect. He was filthy! And I'd only used him once. He was not what I was expecting at all. He was much, much better. My mind was exploding with new ideas of ways that I could use him, hurt him and play with his mind untill he was a fucked up mess. I wanted him completely at my command. I wanted him to obey my every word, but untill then, I would enjoy the fight he would put up. "But Gerard what if you break him?" my mind asked me. I laughed to myself, earning a few strange looks from passing civillians. I didn't care, I couldn't even see their expressions in the moonlight.
"Don't break him gerard," my mind told me "You don't want him to end up like those pathetic, lifeless girls." I knew I wouldn't, but either way, I could always get a new one. Although I doubted I would ever find one as good, or as hot. Images of his perfectly toned body writhing under my touch filled my mind. The way he bit down on his lip when he was in pain the same way that he did when he was in ecstacy, the noises he made when I hurt him, the moans he emmitted when I touched him in all the right places, everything was perfect. I was already feeling turned on just thinking about him and knowing that right now he was at home waiting for me.
I turned left down a back alleyway. The smell of smoke filled me up, I sighed at the familiar odour. I approached a small, metal door. My black boots padded along the hard concrete as I reached into my pocket, pulling out a small, silver key. I unlocked the door, slipping inside silently and closing the door softly behind me. I was in total darkness and silence. Just the way I liked it. I wandered the familiar room untill I came to a small desk, I felt around for a candle, tracing one with my hand. I pulled the lighter out of my pocket and struck it with my finger. The flame danced into the candle, causing it to emmit a dim, yellow light. I looked around the almost empty room, it was almost identical to my bedroom. Completely plain, with a double bed sat in the middle.
This room was almost like a second house to me. I only used it to hide out in when I was in trouble, I liked to think of it as my little den. Tonight on the other hand, I had decided to sleep here because my slut was taking up my bed. I flung myself onto the matress, the springs bounced rapidly emitting a gentle squeaking noise. When they came to a halt the room fell silent. I slithered under the covers, still fully clothed. My excitement seemed to have faded as I closed my eyes, grasping the plain, cold duvet with both arms. I was freezing and somehow felt empty. I grabbed one of the pillows from underneath my head, placing it next to me, wrapping my arms around it and squeezing it tightly. I sighed into it, letting my warm breath melt into the fabric, heating it up a little, giving it some life. This was the way I slept every night. Hugging a pillow for warmth... purely for warmth.
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