𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐁 𝐄

𝑾𝒉𝒚?

Luna's POV

"Shhh, it's okay, my love. You're safe with me." Billie whispered as she proceeded to untie my hands.

I was forced to watch my sister die, how safe can I be?

"W-Why would you do that to her." I sobbed quietly, my head facing down to avoid any eye contact with Billie what so ever.

"Oh, princess... She talked too much anyways. But never mind that. I've got something for you to do." She spoke whilst untying my ankles.

As soon as I was completely untied, I tried to run away but Billie quickly got a hold of me.

"I don't think so, baby." She kissed my neck as she held onto both of my wrists from behind ever so tightly.

There's no point.

I couldn't even see a door or a window around anyways.

I was stuck here.

"Please let me go. I-I promise I wont tell anyone about this." I whimpered.

She chuckled and grabbed hold of my jaw, turning my head to the side and licking a bold stripe up my cheek.

I let out a shaky breath but kept a straight face.

"I cant let you go, baby. We're soulmates. We were made for each other. Now, let's get these clothes off you first, yeah?"

She slowly let her hands go underneath my shirt and onto my breasts.

"Fuck you're so hot." She mumbled.

She squeezed both of them gently while sucking on my neck in a harsh manner.

"Aren't you glad she's dead, angel? Don't you wanna ride her face until you cum all over her? Just squirting all over her dead fucking face and rubbing your clit on her tongue. Riding a dead girls face sounds pretty hot to me, wouldn't you agree?"

WHAT THE FUCK?

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH HER?

WHAT HAPPENED TO HER AS A CHILD?

"Answer my question, Luna, my love." I suddenly felt the gun being pressed to the back of my head.

"Y-Yes, daddy. I-It sounds hot, daddy."

"I thought so." She rasped near my ear.

She continued to grope my breasts with her left hand while her other kept the gun pointed at my head.

I have to do what she says.

I'd rather do what she says than die.

It's my only chance of surviving and finding a way out of here.

Just do as you're told and you'll be okay.

You'll be just fine.

"Go do it, baby." Billie interrupted my thoughts.

"Do what?"

"Ride her face."

WHAT-

SHE WAS SERIOUS?

I MEAN I KNEW SHE WAS SERIOUS BUT I DIDN'T THINK SHE'D ACTUALLY MAKE ME DO IT.

"Daddy-"

"Do. As. You're. Fucking. Told. Take those clothes off. Take your cute little panties off. And go ride her face."

Do as she says.

Do as she says.

Do as she says.

Do as she says.

Fuck me, I wish I had never met her. 

"Yes, daddy." I muttered.

I started by removing my top first. Then my skirt.

"Slowly." She demanded.

I bent over slowly and let my skirt slide down my legs and drop to the floor.

Last was my underwear.

There was blood on it.

I'm on my period.

"Da-Daddy, I'm on my period so I-I really don't think I should-"

"Take your panties off and give them to me."

"But-"

"Now." She spoke in a dominant tone.

I obeyed and removed my underwear, handing them to her right after.

I wasn't even worried about the embarrassment. My best friend is dead and I'm about to be forced to hump her face.

"You on your period, baby?"

No shit, Sherlock. What, my vagina just bleeds because it felt like it? The fuck else you think it is.

"Yes, daddy."

She looked at the red stain, then back up at me.

Maintaining eye contact with myself, she proceeded to stick her tongue out and lick the bloody part of my underwear.

OH MY- WHAT THE FUCK-

WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL IS WRONG WITH HER?

THAT'S DISGUSTING!

"You taste so good, princess."

WHAT?!

I'M SORRY- WHAT?

MY BLOOD TASTES GOOD?

BLOOD FROM MY VAGINA-

NO.

SHE NEEDS PROFESSIONAL HELP AND SHE NEEDS HER TASTE BUDS CHECKED.

"Now that my pretty little girl is all naked for me. Go ride her face, mami." She dropped my panties on the floor.

I'm so sorry, Chanel.

A/N : ya'll while reading this chapter lmfao