The 6th Maniax

Chapter 2 Part II

Warning:
Molestation

Cheshire's

The scary men yanked me out of the van. I don't want to go in there, the building was run down with boarded up windows. No it can't be they can't be taking me back there to them, I kicked and thrashed against them. I can't go back there. I could feel the tears streaming down my face, my throat clogged up and I started to sob. I just got out, I knew it was too good to be true. I squirmed against their grip trying to escape. I whimpered as they tightened their grip on me. I lifted up my legs kicking the air. Unfortunately it didn't affect them at all.

I heard people talking coming from the end of the hall. There is more people, right where they are taking me. I squirmed violently against them. The guards stopped in front of a black gate filled with more people. They all stared at me as the guard took out his keys and unlocked the gate. The men were staring at me like those men. The guards quickly dumped me into the room and locked the door behind me.

My ears flattened against my head as a shadow loomed over. His bright red hair caught my attention. They stood out against his pale complexion like flames devouring a hospital. Mischief pooled in his emerald eyes. His smug smile reminded me of a predator who caught his prey. He was so close, too close. He grinned widely, revealing his sharp canines. I whimpered, I had no where to go he has me trapped. I'm trapped again...

"Oh! How rude of me? The name's Jerome, at your service." He bowed, offering his hand. I felt my lips twitch upwards slightly. He was amusing, different from the others. Looking behind him, I saw a man leering at me. He looked exactly like him... I froze brought back to my personal hell.

His humming slowly got louder as he approached me. He was a fat man with long curly hair and crooked teeth. He was by far the worst one.

He yanked my hair forcing me to look at him and leaves forward sniffing my hair. I hissed and kicked him. Glaring at me, he let out a hiss and slapped me. Pressing a button, the chain tighten and lifted me off the ground. The chains around my ankles jingled as they sway and become taut. The chains stretched leaving me vulnerable to him.

I felt so exposed to him, that pervert ruined all my clothing except for my panties. He licked his lips and walked behind me chuckling. He out his sickening hands on me, roughly groping my breasts. He licked my neck coating it with his repulsive saliva. I screamed and struggled as much as I could.

Light comforting rubs pulled me back into reality. The scent of spicy cinnamon surrounded me. Flaming red hair covers my vision, blocking my view of that man. I felt safe in his arms. I leaned on him, pressing my head against his hand as he scratched behind my ears. I relaxed under his calming touch, mewling.

My saviour