Hush.

Hush.

Status: In Progress

Genre: Horror

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Horror

Summary

Sold out by her friend, Amanda Green or Little Mouse as Mr.Handsome knows her as, finds herself in a dark, damp cellar in the middle of nowhere with nowhere to run. What comes next is unexpected, unwanted, and horrifying. Warning: Will contain gore, extreme violence, and scenes that will make some readers very uncomfortable. Read at own risk.

Summary

Sold out by her friend, Amanda Green or Little Mouse as Mr.Handsome knows her as, finds herself in a dark, damp cellar in the middle of nowhere with nowhere to run. What comes next is unexpected, unwanted, and horrifying.

Warning: Will contain gore, extreme violence, and scenes that will make some readers very uncomfortable. Read at own risk.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Little Mouse.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 25, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 25, 2016

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My eyes opened to darkness, and the sound of flickering somewhere in the distance: dripping taps, and footsteps on cold, tiled flooring. Such could only be told by the way my bare feet were levitated only slightly from the ground. I was tied to something on the ceiling, I knew that much.
I could feel that much.


The lights flickered on with a buzz, and I was taken back by the gruesome surroundings around me.


White walls.


Tiled floors.


Bloody, desperate hand prints scattered up the walls and splodges of what I could only assume was week old fesces on the floor. Vile.


This was not a nice place.


It was then that I was able to take in the face of what I assumed was my captor. Holy hell, he was handsome, and I was momentarily taken back by the beauty of the sadistic masterpiece before me.


Long, snow white hair fell down broad, bare shoulders, such only revealed when the plush kimono fell from them every so often with the turning of his frame to adjust some dials and cogs on the wall next to him.


His skin was albino, and his eyes were a violent red; a colour that struck intimidation into my smaller frame. Intimidation, and something I couldn't quite put my finger on.


"Now then.." His words reached my ears, sending shivers down my spine. It was only then that I realised I was only half clothed. A tank top and panties: cold air forcing my nipples to press up against the fabric of my shirt. "Shall we begin, little mouse?"


Of course, my gut clenched at the mere thought of what this beautiful monster was about to do to me.


Simple brown hues looked about the room in a drowsy panic, still not quite sure if this was a dream, or whether I was still coming down from the high back in my apartment with my friend, Jessica.


"Oh no.." Chuckled the man, taking a step closer, and grasping my shirt; bunching the thing up to reveal my taut stomach. "Little Jessica did well in obtaining you, little mouse. Quite the pretty thing. Yes, I shall have my fun with you.."


Oh, fuck. I'd been sold? Was this some sort of black market auctioneer? I was in trouble. Oh fuck, oh fuck. Maybe if I screamed..


It was as if he could hear my very thoughts, because just moments after such thoughts had entered my head, a large hand covered my mouth, closing over my nose and cutting off my breathing.


Naturally, I kicked and squirmed, struggling against the muffling. "If you play nicely and be a good little mouse, I might  just let you live." He murmured, a coy grin upon his chiselled features. I was already beginning to think this man wasn't quite sane.


The way he smiled at me like that..


He was enjoying this.


Enjoying me.


Shit.


How was I  going to get out of this mess?


Fuck you, Jessica. Fuck you.


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