The Trouble Within

Chap 3

Randall had managed to sleep through the night. In the morning, he was awoken to the sound of the door unlocking from above. Light poured in from above and Stanton began coming down. He could only hope that Stanton wasn't going to do to him again what he did last night.

Randall couldn't make out anything in his hands, with the hopes of being fed some breakfast reluctantly.

"I see you are awake. Are you ready for me now?" Stanton stated.

Randall's eyes widened. Again? "No."

Stanton began approaching with a hungry look in his eyes.

Randall jumped up at that and just tried to get away. "Stay away from me!" He tried running for the stairs when the chain put a stop all too hard and it nearly choked him. But he didn't give up. He began pulling at the chain. But Stanton was still coming.

It was just a big chase in circles around the room. Randall was fast and agile, but he wasn't going anywhere. He was eventually cornered close to the toilet.

"Stay away from me!" Randall yelled at him.

"I don't think so." Stanton said.

Randall's heart felt like it was going to pound out of his chest and his breathing was faster too.

"You can give quite a good chase, Randall, which makes pursuing you all the more fun." Stanton said. "Now come back to the bed and we can have some fun."

"NO!"

That did it. Stanton grabbed the chain and jabbed it forward.

It jerked Randall's head down and a painful feeling on his neck. His hands grasped at the chain, but he let go and began trying to hold onto the wall as Stanton pulled on the chain and was making him come toward him.

Stanton got a hold of him and took hold of Randall's arms, which were busy trying to push him off of him. He pulled the lizard to the bed and forced him down again.

"No. No please, no." Randall pleaded. "Don't do it please!"

Stanton liked his pleading voice. Then he took both of his lower arms into one hand and he grasped at Randall's belly with the other.

Randall flinched and clenched his stomach at the touch.

Stanton held and rubbed the belly. "It's so perfect." He said. He could feel Randall's breathing was heavy. Then he looked down into his eyes.

Randall's eyes were once again, full of fear.

"Shh! It's going to be alright. Just relax."

"What are you... going to do?"

"You better get used to this, because it won't change." Stanton said.

Now Randall knew he needed to get away from him. He began to struggle again.

"Stop struggling. You won't get away!"

Randall wouldn't stop and the next thing he knew, he had pain going through his stomach. Stanton had given him a good punch in the gut. It made him stop for the moment.

As he tried to catch his breath, his eyes were closed and it wasn't long that he felt something brush the base of his cloaca.

"Agh! No! Please don't!"

But Stanton didn't listen and he pushed into the cloaca again.

Randall hissed in pain and his head flew back into the pillow. The burn was back. He tried using his legs to get him off, but Stanton used his own legs to push down on his.