Night Terrors

I loathe the existence of those who make me hate; I fear for those I cannot save, and I dream of that which I cannot have.
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My heart rate increased and my mind raced as my shocked eyes trembled under his. I wouldn’t be as afraid if I thought I could actually do something. He was 6’4” and muscled to the hilt, I was a very small threat to his size. I tried to maneuver away from him but he only closed the space between us making it harder to move. He used one of his hands to hold both of mine above me, I felt completely trapped.

“Where’re you going babe? I’m not done.” He smirked and I felt his hand crawling up my thigh.

“Get the fuck off of me Draven!” I hissed, while trying to knee him in the groin, only to have his hand catch my leg and hold it mid-air.

“No, I don’t think I will.”

“I’m serious; I’m not going to deal with you today. Now MOVE!” I tried jerking my leg away from his grasp, to no avail. I could feel his hand traveling farther up my thigh and to the edge of my shirt. I squirmed harder, while trying to lessen my bodies shaking. I didn’t want this to happen again, not again, I fucking hate him, why can’t he just leave me alone?
“Stop moving!” Slap. I could feel the sting against my face where his hand collided with my skin; I had to bite back the tears threatening to surface.

He stepped closer to me, his legs on either side, as his face was so close I could feel his breath.

The room around me felt like it was closing in, it was just me and him, and I was terrified. Just seeing him brought back memories I didn’t care to remember. My body was shaking violently while he slowly took my shirt off. I only wish I could scream, but it never did any good, I tried it before and it only made things worse.

A cool wave of air filtered from the old air conditioner and across my bare stomach only making me colder. I tried to block him out, anything to relieve the emotional turmoil that would be left behind, but almost immediately after, he pressed his body against mine and pressed his lips forcefully to my own.

I clamped my eyes shut, daring anything to show through while I tried frantically to pull myself away from him.

“I said keep still.” He growled, while he pulled his face away and his hand traveled between my pants and underwear.

I couldn’t help but whimper. It was horrible enough that I was being sold around to various scum for my body, but now I was getting used completely against my will and by possibly the most disgusting man I’ve ever lay my eyes on.

“Come on doll; show me what’s so special about you. Show me why all the guys ask for you and not the others, I want to see what keeps coming back.” he whispered into my ear. In truth, I had no idea. I did no more, usually even less, than the other girls when a guy chose them. I would simply lie on the bed and let them do what they came to do. The most I ever volunteered was a compliment at the end to help boost the tip.

“Get on the floor.” He seethed, stepping away. I contemplated running for about two seconds, but knew it was pointless. Even on the off chance that I got away, where would I go? So I walked past him slightly, turning around and sitting on the cold dirty floor. “You’re nothing but scum.” I glared.

“Maybe, but you’re much much lower than that, sweets.” He smiled, not even affected by my rebuttal.

I clamped my eyes shut again; I could hear him moving down to the floor where I lay. A feeling of hot musty air surfaced near my face, and I knew that it was his breath.

“Go away, leave me alone. If you want me ready in an hour or so to work, you’d better let me go fix myself up.” My statements and requests were pointless; I doubted that he would stop until he had gotten what he wanted.

“I’ll go when I decide to go, as far as I am aware, I own this house not you. You just happen to live here under my kind hospitality.” I couldn’t help but snort at the comment.

“As far as I’M aware, YOU don’t own this house either. James is the one with the deeds to the house, so you are just as much of a guest here as I am.” Punch. I had expected that.

“Shut up you skinny little bitch.” Blood flowed freely from my lip as I felt it begin to swell. He was tugging at my jeans, and I felt them tearing slightly as I resisted, he yanked harder and they came down to my knees where he slid them the rest of the way off.

My panic only increased as he began unbuttoning his pants with a greedy fervor. Dear God, I may not believe in you, but please make him go away, I can’t handle him again. I was out of the business for weeks after the last time, and had deductions from my usual pay taken away for months after I finally started back. He definitely wasn’t gentle.

When he began to pull down my underwear I tried scooting away, I didn’t want this.

He grabbed my wrist, forcing my arm at an awkward angle and yanking me back, I winced while tugging my arm back from his grip, I think my wrist was sprained.

“Ready to play, kitty?” he said while pulling his boxers down and ripping my underwear. My eyes were beginning to water as he lowered himself closer. He grasped my bra and tugged it down grabbing my right breast in a bruising grip while leaning to bite the other, only to draw a fierce trail of blood.

I could feel him preparing to enter while a few rebel tears fell from my eyes. It was times like these that I wish I were dead.

“DRAVEN!” I nearly jumped ten feet the sudden outburst scared me so bad, it had the same effect on him. I opened my eyes to see him look behind me in horror, grab his boxers and jump to his feet.

“Get the fuck out of here! If you’re going to have a go at her, pay her like the rest of them do, James doesn’t allow employees to have any special privileges.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding, it was Leanne, James’ sister, and I couldn’t say it was exactly the best defense, but better than nothing. Draven would be livid from the “employee” comment, he hated that James hadn’t asked him to be co-owner of this little, operation.

Sighing I used my hand to wipe away the blood on my chest, while Draven exited hailing a string of curses. “Get up Kat; you’ll be ready in an hour for work.” I nodded and sat, putting my bra back on and grabbing my shirt and pants. While standing I muttered a thanks to Leanne, and put on my pants. I hadn’t thought that anyone else was home aside from Natalya, apparently Draven didn’t think so either.

“No problem, just make sure not to wander around the house alone when me or James isn’t around.” Like James didn’t do the same thing? I had to stop myself from saying it. The only difference was that James wouldn’t leave me unable to work, and would occasionally use a condom. They all made me sick, every man created.

Nodding in agreement I walked past her to the shower shared by us girls, there are currently 19 girls here so it was hard to find a time to shower when no one else was in. But, most of the girls were being shipped to a new place, a “fresh” group, or shipment as most called them, were coming in an hour or two. Natalya and I were the only two that stayed, apparently we were worth more than the buyer wanted to pay.

After a minute I had located my towel and soap and had gotten into the warm stream of water cascading from the showerhead. While the water here never got hot, it was usually fairly warm. I was currently content to just stand here and let the water wash away all of my memories and fears.