3 Chapter Three Sex Demon

I was in a red velvet room by myself on a red velvet bed. The room looked very weird, there were painted pictures everywhere on the walls, floor, and ceiling. The stained-glass windows were beautiful. Then the realization hit me, I was not in my room.

I tried to move but my arm and ankles were held by something I look down to see that I had no clothes on and was chained to the bed. I started to cry. I'm stupid I thought, I should've stayed at home. I should have called the police. I didn't know what to do at that moment.

The door opened Derek stepped in, closing the door behind him. "I was wondering when you were going to wake up" he sounded bored.

"Please let me go." I whispered, not sure if had heard. "now the fun begins" he says as he takes off his clothes.

Now I'm really scared why couldn't he have a smaller dick? It just had to be huge and long. I was crying big time now. "The more you cry, the harder it gets going to be for you," he said laughing wickedly.

"Don't do this to me. I don't think I'm ready for this" I said struggling against the restraints.

"Don't tell me you're a Virgin! That just makes me want you even more."

"I will tell if you do this!"

"If you tell, your sister is going to make a very lovely toy for my younger brother. Your sister is 13, right? That makes things even better for him. He likes the younger ones. My brother 16."

"How old are You," I asked my voice quivering. "18," he said impatiently.

"You know you can go to jail because I'm underage of concerned"

"Who cares! I'm very wealthy, I'll live. "Close your eyes," he said in a demanding voice. I closed my eyes, Then I felt the bed move and a hand on my waist. Then there was pressure, between my legs, followed by pain ripping throw my body He slowly Pushed his dick inside of me, but then he suddenly thrust his way in with so much force, I was gasping for air. I was so shocked I didn't have time to prepare for more.

Every time he thrust into me was like touching a hot stone that was out in the summer sun. He started biting me on my arms. Sucking on my nipples till they started to hurt. He even chokes me until I faint. Then wakes me up by pouring cold water on my face.

I was surprised when he suddenly stopped and kissed my swollen lips and told me he'd be right back and not to go anywhere, With mock humor. Where could I go? How would I possibly go anywhere? I was chained to the freaking bed, wasn't I?

I was in so much pain I couldn't think straight. I have forgotten I still had my eyes closed. I opened them; it was dimly lit in the room; I saw that my arms and legs weren't chained to the bed anymore. I was thinking about sitting up when I saw something on my legs. blood I set up. Then felt lightheaded and fell back down on my back.

Maybe I was going to bleed out I thought, as panic started seeping through me. Then the room door opened. Derek walks in with a tray of food. It smelled very good. I did not realize how hungry I was. I hadn't eaten and what feel like forever.

"Eat up, we have a long day ahead of us" His eyes were unholy.

"why?" I began then paused, not sure how to continue. "Why me of all people, what did I do wrong?" I whispered to myself. He must have heard me because he looked at me.

"Because you're too cute for your own good, that's all it took for me to want you, and to take you as my woman," he said with hungry eyes.

I start crying even harder. "shut up, quit sobbing. Save that for when I'm fucking the hell out of you," he said as he patted the other side of the bed, where he wanted me to sit, "come here! or do you want me to come to you?" He started sounding impatient.

I tried to set up again using my arms this time, but then I fell back down on my back, moaning. "Get up or you're not going to eat!" He threatened darkly. I tried again. This time I wasn't just weak.

"I told you to save... Never mind. I guess you don't want to be to be eating today" He crawled over to me, grinning.

"I don't want th-," I couldn't finish his lips were on mine biting them hard enough they bled. It scared me even more when his fingers braided themselves into my hair, so securing my face to his.

I wish I was stronger, strong enough to keep him from taking me as his prisoner. My breath was coming, became uneven not with pleasure, but with fear. His hands curved around my elbow, moving slowly down my arm, across my ribs, and over my hip, down my leg. Around my calf. He pulled my leg slightly up suddenly hitching it around his hip.

I stopped breathing. This is going to happen again. Despite his hot hands, I felt suddenly cold. His rough tongue traces the shape of my lips. My head was spinning, his thrusts were coming too fast. His Feverish body was not on top of me. He was on his knees pulling my body to his. His swollen, thick, veiny dick started dripping pre cum.

"Please, don't do this anymore, please! I shouted in shock. His lips crashed against mine stopping my protest. He kissed me angrily, roughly his hands gripping tight around the back of my head and neck, making escape impossible. I shoved against his chest with all my strength, he didn't seem to notice.

"Don't worry, Samantha, I forgot to be gentle," he said as he secured my face, and to his, Again. He was going, wild Savage. He was like a jackrabbit in Heat.

At some point. He slapped me, then started to dig his nails into my arm, which made me scream he started Laughing darkly, I don't understand how someone can find pleasure in torturing someone. He stopped went over to a wall and grabbed a whip. He grabbed my arms, and force me off the bed to a chained wall. Chaing my ankles to the floor. "You seduced me." He started to whip my lower back. Screaming.

My knees buckle, and I began to feel tired. 'No sleeping." He lashed me again. I groan, the more hit me the more tired I got. He pauses and I fell into a deep sleep.

***

The Brown man advanced on me through the Somber mist? I could see his dark hungry eyes glistening. lusting for my body, his lips pulled back over his white. Sharp teeth to smile.

I jolted awake, shocked out of the dream. The room was black. It was also wintery cold. But sweat matted my hair at the temples and rolled down my neck and back, I groaned. I just woke up from a nightmare and here I am. In another nightmare, it's sad that I fell for his painful lovers' game.