I was Pt 2

This is me? This is me now? I can’t even have my own freedom,? This is me? Fuck.
My own tears fell from my eyes and they hurt my eyes like glass in my skin, this was who they have made me to he, this is who I have been made to be? By whom? Someone who literally is obsessed with me? Someone who is just obsessed with me?

I thought as I began to rack my head, I guess all I will do is just make her trust me enough in order to escape, yeah that’s what I will do, I will let her think I love her and I cherish her but then I will trick her to get information then I will run away when the time is right, that’s good enough.

Finally coming to a conclusion in my mind I embraced the calm that I almost lost inside.
I ate the food she brought to the table and then I waited for her to come again, I was sure she would, I was so sure she would and just like I predicted she did come.
“click, clack..” she unlocked the door and then came in.
“….” I said nothing to her all I did was stare at my leg and said nothing at her.
“Sorry I will clean this place now.” She said to me as she carried the tray and plates with some of the rubbish from what I have eaten.
“….” I gave her no reply, I just kept shut and acted like I didn’t care about her.
She waited for a while looking in my direction before she went out.
Later she came back and she was in a night gown. She stood there for some time and then she finally spoke.
“will you never speak to me again. I begged you to please forgive me, I swear I was sorry, I am not alright, I know but I know with you I will be okay, I will be better and I will be stable but you not wanting to accept me, why?” she asked me as she began to cry again.

“please just accept me.” She kept on saying but then I said.
“You didn’t accept me but you are forcing me to accept you?” I asked her.
“I accepted you but you have refused to accept me, you are here because you accepted me that day, when you fucked me, when you held me up in your arms like I was yours, you accepted me, that was a sign.” She said as she desperately looked at me waiting for an answer.
“are you serious, you are acting like you haven’t had sex before, you are acting like you haven’t had anything done to you before you aren’t a virgin so what the fuck is this.” I said as I opened my eyes in anger.
“I am not, fine, but you are different, I swear just let me show you, juts let me show you.” She said as she came closer to me.
“…” I said nothing again .

“Please just accept me, I swear I will make you happy, just accept me, I am nothing, I just want to be yours.” She said as she climbed the bed and began to crawl towards me.
“….” I said nothing again and just waited.
My mind filled with anger, I wished to kill her, I swear I wished to strangle her and that was what I was going to do but then she said.
“you have anger and death in your eyes, If you wish to kill me its fine I will gladly die by your hands bec...” but before she could be done I grabbed her neck and tightened my hands but…
“kkkcckkkk….yes….right there… I want to die by your hands” she said as I strangely her.
“ahhhnnn" she whispered as clearly from the night gown her nipples pointed.
What the fuck, I thought as my grip tightened.
“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” She began to turn red, this was signifying that she was finding it hard to breadth but then when I looked downwards at her chest she was grabbing her own boobs as firmly as I gripped her neck.
‘oh for fuck sakes what is this?’ I thought as I began to let go slowly.
She was on the bed, holding her throat and panting as her face faced down.

“Why did you stop?” she asked me as she slowly raised her head.
“Why would you ask me that? What were you doing there?” I asked back as she looked at me.
“You know, I love it when you choke me, when you restrict me and hold me down, I love that Sabastian.” She said as I began to set a distance between us.
This wasn’t the Ferrara that was begging for my mercy a while ago, right now she seems different and she….
“Why are you running away from me?” she said as she began to crawl towards me, she seemed different.
“You don’t want me anymore, Sabastian? You don’t want me anymore?” she said as she got closer to me. Her face was serious and she had a slight frown, she wasn’t looking sorry and broken like she was just a while ago, now she is looking like psychotic.

She had a straight face on and her face transitions between that and a frown, like she was tweaking.
“why do you ……” I was saying when she grabbed me by the leg.
Her grip was strong, and that was strange.
“What the?” I said trying to push her back as she climbed me.
“You know how much I love you, do you know how much I…” she was saying when I mustered the strength to push her again, this time, I pushed her farther back so much that she hit the bed frame.
“hhh.” She made no sound but I was somewhat scared, scared that I may have killed her but then as I moved closer she slowly she slowly sat up holding her head and just like I predicted, there was blood but she after noticing the blood began to laugh and then she leaned over to the end of the frame and then.
“Beeep” a button was pressed and immediately, the bed started to make a sound and my straps pulled me back while the one attached to my leg pulled me forward.
I ended up in the middle.

“Ahhhhhh.” I shouted as I ended up tightly held to the middle of the bed. I felt my leg and hands being stretched because of the tightness of the straps.

“Now you will stop resisting.” She said to me as she knelt up crawling towards me rubbing my leg and kissing my belle and then reaching my mouth.
She kissed me and when I refused she forced it, she brought her boobs out but before she put them in my mouth she brought out a knife.
She ran the side of the knife across the surface of my body and stopped at my dick, then she brought it out and she began to massage it.
“You see, even though you fight, you still fucking want me.” She said as she climbed me.
“I know you want me, I know you want this juicy thick thigh, I know you want this big ass of mine and.” She was saying when she put her boobs in my mouth and I accepted it like a fool, because she had a knife on one hand.

“Ughhhhh, I Know you want my succulent boobs….mmmmmm” she said, moaning in intervals.
She then sat on my dick, going back and forth, I hardly thrusted but I she pounded, going up and down, I had no liberty to much so she did it all by herself.
“Ahhh, yes, I am living it…I am living the dream, the dream of fucking the one I idle, the one I cherished my Sabastian….ahhhhhn” she said as she rocked me back and forth.
I have had sex before, I should be enjoying this but I was, I was in pain, the pain of my wrists being pulled and my legs being pulled, it killed me and then this animal was still going back and forth on me.
What did I do to deserve this? The last time I remember I was the son of one of the most powerfyu; mafia, I was, I was powerful and now look at me, I am a Toy for a psychos relief.