A Collection of Short Horror Stories

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**DISCLAIMER**

Explicit sexual abuse is mentioned throughout the chapter. It may be triggering for some. Please proceed with caution.

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TLDR: I frantically ran to the customer service counter for my lost son, only to be told. "Nice try, sir, her father already picked her up."

I ran out with tears streaming down my face as I thought, 'he ran away with someone else! Just like that bitch!'

I walked down the aisle, tightly clenching on to the leash that kept my son by my side. As usual, the lustful gazes violated my son's seductive body, indecently licking him all over. As proud as I was about how captivating my prized little possession was, I didn't like their eyes freely feasting on him.

I turned around and glared at my son, who cowered under my gaze. His head tilted down to avoid meeting my eyes.

The top of his head showcased his long silky jet black hair. It gently swayed like it was tempting me to play with it. Bewitched, I stooped down to his height and my fingers reached out to run through it. My fingers continued on to caress his cheek, run down his neck, then tighten around his throat. His cheeks flushed a captivating pink from the lack of oxygen. I leaned over to whisper into his ear, "stick closer to me."

I let go only after he struggled to nod, then discreetly brushed my fingers against the blossoming red on the snowy white skin of his neck. I stood back up and yanked on the leash, dragging the boy along with me and far away from the preying eyes.

He's never leaving me.

The pain from the fabric of the leash digging into my palm comforted me, and my irritation eased slightly.

He was left behind by that bitch, just like me. He understands the pain and loneliness from being left behind. I had also taught him to be obedient and the consequences of leaving me, so he would not copy what his whore of a mother did.

My eyes roved over my boy's body that seemed to be made by the devil, coercing people to sin. My desire got stoked and I thought,

He's also more obedient in bed than that slut, not resisting and obeying my commands. What a good dog.

We continued walking when an announcement abruptly cut off the soft music playing through the store.

"Dear customers, the closing sale of the meat will be over in 15 minutes. The discount is raised from 15% to 20% off all-"

Before the enchanting voice through the PA could complete her sentence, all the shoppers desperately rushed to the meat section, like they got pumped with drugs. As the crowd grew, I got pushed along with the flow, unable to fight against it.

"The fuck?!"

"Bro, out of my way!"

"If you don't want it, move! You're blocking the rest of us!"

Shouts came from all over as more and more people gathered. The store fell into utter chaos. I got pushed left and right, front and back again, over and over. I was completely stuck. It started to get suffocating. Everyone was so close to each other that different body odours mixed together to assault me. My body heated up to an uncomfortable degree. Sweat gathered on my forehead as the air-con continued to blow cold air. The contradicting temperatures resulted in a headache. Just as I felt I was seconds away from fainting, the same enchanting voice from before pulled me out of this purgatory.