Be my doll, won't you? (Donna Beneviento X Oc)

Scissors

"October... 25? 20xx

I don't know what day it is anymore, nor the time of day. I met the woman who has been stalking me... I'm scared.. She's so sweet but something is off about her. I told her I refused to stay here and I didn't care what she wanted and she got very angry. When she got mad the lights flickered and I felt something tightening on my wrists. She suddenly calmed down when that stupid creepy doll walked into the room. She said she would give me time to think, then she vanished when the light flickered. Angie just giggled and ran out the door. Both exits of the room are locked, but I do have access to the bathroom. I ate the rest of the cookies but I'm still starving. I don't know how long I've been here or how long they are going to leave me here. All I know is she isn't human, at least not anymore...
I want to go home...

Salem sat the notebook down on the nightstand and fell back onto the bed. At least they had some here comfortable to lay and sleep. They felt like they'd been here forever, but it most likely hadn't been that long. Salem sighed, playing with their hair and biting their top lip. There had to be a way to get out of here. Just as Salem was about to get up and search for an exit, the entrance door to the room clicked open. Salem sat up quickly, gripping onto the sheets. "What do you want now?" Salem asked sternly, a small growl escaping their trembling lips. "I'm not staying here, I will find a way out" the woman doesn't say anything, just shuts the door behind her and walks calmly over to the bed. She stands infront of Salem, her arms neatly folded behind her back. Salem sits, frozen in fear as they stare at the woman, whose face was still covered. She tilts her head to the side, reaching out with one hand and gently running her fingers over Salem's face. "You will like it here.." she says softly, her hand moving to gently run through Salem's hair. Salem shivers a bit, tempted to pull away from the strange woman.

Finally the woman pulled her hand away, putting it back behind her. "I'll make you some new clothes. If you'd like... I'll need to take your measurements..." Salem shakes their head "no way, keep your hands away from me" they snarl, scooting backwards onto the bed. "Are you sure? Those clothes are dirty.. they must be uncomfortable... please..let me... take them off for you..." Salem's eyes widened in surprise and they quickly shook their head. "N-no way! I-i'm fine... T-thank you..." Salem moved more backwards so that they were fully on the bed, but the more they scooted back the closer Donna got. Eventually Donna crawled up onto the bed with Salem, on all fours and slightly towering over Salem's trembling body. Salem's breath quickened, they moved back as far as they could until they reached the end of the bed. Donna kept inching towards them, her head slightly tilted. "Where are you going, doll? I'm just... trying to help you..." Salem shook their head, inching back more towards the edge. "N-no, just leave me alone!" They slid back a bit more, losing their balance and falling backwards off the bed. Right before they hit the floor they were caught by something. Small grooves appeared on the skin of their wrists and ankles, as well as the fabric of their knees and elbows. It seemed as if some kind of invisible string was holding them up.

They slowly opened their eyes, breathing a sigh of relief. They looked up to see Donna, now sitting on her knees and holding up her hand. " Are you okay? I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you fall.. at least you can't run away now...." She seemed to giggle, sliding off the bed and releasing Salem onto the floor. Before Salem could even move Donna straddled their waist, pressing her hands down on Salem's chest. The woman wasn't heavy, but she was strong enough to keep Salem held down. The strings wrapped around Salem's wrists attached themselves to the floor, holding them in place. "I'm sorry I have to be mean... if you'd just be good for me... and listen... I wouldn't need to restrain you..." Salem swallowed, taking quick and heavy breaths. "L-let me go" Salem commanded, pulling against the strings, but they wouldn't even budge. "I can't do that, darling.." Donna said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a small pair of scissors. "I didn't want to do this but you left me no choice..." Donna scooted down, using the scissors to slowly slice down the middle of Salem's shirt. They wriggled around in protest, yelling obscenities as Donna forcefully undressed them with the scissors. The top was easily cut off and removed, leaving Salem topless, only a few small bandages covering the rest of their chest.

Donna left them alone however and moved onto Salem's pants. They were easier to remove, not needing the scissors. Donna gently undid the button and zipper and started to slide them down. Salem gasps, struggling around in an attempt to keep their pants on "w-wait! What are you doing!? I-i'm sorry! I'll behave! I'll behave, I swear!" Salem yelled, small tears starting to form in their eyes. Donna didn't listen however, starting to get more forceful "Stop moving.." she commanded, earning a small whimper from Salem as their pants were removed, leaving them in their boxers. Donna slid their pants off and stood up, taking their pants and the torn shirt into her arms. "see... that wasn't so hard, was it?" She said, tilting her head as she looked at Salem. They were breathing heavily and a slight bulge could be seen in their boxers. Scars and bruises riddled their body, and their skin was nicely tanned. Their fluffy brown hair covered their eyes, Donna didn't even know what color they were. Salem's face was bright red, and they were wiggling around an awful lot even though Donna had let them go. She smiled under her face covering and stepped over Salem, releasing the thread around their wrists. "Stay here..." she said sternly, walking over to the door she entered and leaving Salem alone again in the room.

Salem's chest heaved as they laid on the cold wooden floor, slowly pushing themselves up and running their sore wrists. The thread left a few small cuts on their skin, but other than that Salem was totally unharmed. Feeling embarrassed and slightly shaken up, Salem stood and climbed into the bed, covering their body with the blanket. Why the woman took her clothes and left they didn't know, but it couldn't be good. Salem hated being unclothed, something about their body made them ashamed and many people thought of them as an abomination. Female from the waist up and male from the waist down. Suddenly, a slight dizziness and exhaustion took over Salem's body. They laid down into the bed, nuzzling into the pillow and drifting soundly to sleep.