“ For what.” I whispered.
“To call yourself mine.”
He jumped on top of me and parted my legs. He laid between my legs and said, “ I didn’t know you were a spirit user. Very sexy…. Why do you look so sad ?
Considering all that he had done to me I couldn’t believe he would put me through answering that question. I decided to save myself the pain and just say that I was fine.
“ You don’t seem happy.” he pressed.
“Please stop.” I whispered.
“Stop wh–”
“Nothing’s WRONG OKAY! Please just stop.” I interrupted.
He slapped my left breast. Hard. I yelped.
“Don’t interrupt me. Not a good idea.”
“I-Im sorry.” I stuttered.
“Im sorry. That wasn’t the way I planned to take your virginity. So we’re going to do it again.”
He watched as my face sank even lower than it was. He laughed as he saw the tears rolling down my face. I hated him. I hated him so much.
“Your terrorizing me is amusing to you. Only fucked up people think like that. But the fucked up ones always die at the end of the movie.” I spit as much venom into the words as I could.
“Well guess what baby,” he laughed as he leaned on his arms for support, “this is real, and in this reality that I own I own you too. And my property won’t kill me. Because I can bring unbelievable amounts of pain to it if it tries. Got it?”
I nodded slowly. He had just made me eat my own words without really doing anything. And he knew it.
“Once again, why the glum face? Aren’t you glad that your going to be here with me? I love you and your GOING to love me. Isn’t that right?”
I sucked up my tears and replied, “There is no glum face, yes im glad that im here with you, and I…I am.
“You are what?”
I hung my head low.
“Im going… to… love you.”
“Oooh too much hesitation. Work on that. Ohh and I want you to kiss me. You’re going to participate this time.”
I opened my mouth to say something, but I thought better of it and close my mouth.
“Im waiting.”
I leaned in and kissed him. Something told me that if I didn’t commit he would hurt me. I knew that it was his voice. But I committed anyway. My tongue danced with his. It was like our tongues were sword fighting in a way. He pressed harder into me. Before I knew it I was grinding myself against him. Then he abruptly he stopped. But only to flash that handsome smile again and to lower himself with his head between my legs. I wondered how long it would take to completely figure out who I was. I wondered what he had stored in the future for me.
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