The Forgotten

Chapter 4: A Hard Situation

Teaser/Trigger Warning-- I'm thinking uncomfortable bits of detail this chapter? Poor Luna.
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About an hour after Luna had gotten washed up, Luke had told Luna to go to bed. It was around 7:30 p.m. It was still daylight out and Luna wasn't tired. So, naturally Luna refused to go to bed.

After a little dispute, she did what she was told like a two year old. She went into the bathroom and grabbed the new, pink toothbrush from a cup on the sink, the one Luke had told her to use, to brush her teeth. She started to comb out her hair, but then Luke walked in. He was naked, which immediately caught Luna's attention. Luna stopped brushing her hair and put the comb on top of the bathroom counter. She turned to leave, but Luke grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into him. She could feel every inch of his body against hers, including his massive hard-on. She was disgusted. She was shaking out of fear. Luna recalled what happened with her dad and felt her stomach start to do somersaults. Bile began to rise up her throat and she tried to keep it down as much as she could, so she wouldn't vomit all over Luke and be told to take another shower.

Seeing the discomfort in her face, Luke questioned Luna. "Are you alright?," he asked.

Luna violently shook her head no, as vomit spewed out of Luna and onto Luke. She started crying, fidgeting, and mentally cursing her stomach for being so weak and sensitive. She wanted as far away from Luke as possible, since she wasn't about to have the same event that occurred with her father, to occur with Luke as well.  Luna started scratching and pulling at Luke's arm, peeling off some skin and causing Luke to bleed, as she tried to free herself from his grip.

Luna took a glance at Luke and could see a smile beginning to creep along his face. He tightened his grip along her wrist and slammed her into a bathroom wall. Instantly, Luke eye-fucked Luna, examining her body, inch by naked and beautiful inch.  He put his arm over Luna's throat to make her stay put, as he looked into her face. He could see the tears  streaming down Luna's face, from her eyes,  but he lacked the ability to care. He simply chuckled and asked, "Where do you think you were gonna go?"

Through gritted teeth and tears Luna replied, "Out."

"Yeah, I don't think so." Luke, with his free hand, reached into the medicine cabinet above the sink and grabbed a cough syrup bottle, which was full of clear liquid. Luna examined it and realized it wasn't cough syrup, but she couldn't quite figure out what it was either. The bottle said the flavor of the cough syrup was grape, so the coloring should have been purple, not clear. 

"How could I have missed this?" she thought to herself.

Breaking through her thoughts, Luke opened up the bottle and put it down on the sink. He then grabbed a towel from the middle shelf on the wall beside Luna and covered the opening of the bottle with it. He held the towel in place, over the opening, as he flipped the bottle over, soaking the towel.

Luna was puzzled and scared. "What is in the bottle?" She thought. "Why is Luke naked? What is he going to do to me?"

Just then, Luna's vision started going awry. It was getting to become blurry and faint. Luna then noticed that Luke had put the cloth over her nose and mouth and began whispering for her to sleep.

"F-f-fuck." Luna muttered under her breath. "C-C-Chlorof-form." With that, everything for Luna went to black.

Luke picked Luna up and took her to his bedroom. He laid Luna on top of the red, satin sheets and he sat on the edge of his king-sized bed. He stared at the unconscious girl, lying there on his bed. She looked so peaceful. 

"Too bad," he whispered, as a humorous smirk hinted across his face. Then, Luke got down on his knees and grabbed a box from underneath his bed. He opened it and the contents inside consisted of rope, duct tape, whips, bottles labeled 'X', and other odd things. He grabbed the duct tape and then closed the box as he slowly slid it back under the bed.

He taped Luna's hands and feet to the bed. Luke also taped Luna's mouth shut, just in case she were to wake up and start screaming. He looked Luna's  body over again, with a hungry look in his eyes. Smiling, he began to kiss her neck, hungrily. He then moved his way down to her breasts, kissing every single bit of skin along the way. He reached up with one hand and grabbed one of Luna's boobs, sticking t nipple in his mouth and sucked on it soothingly.After a little time had gone by, Luke reached up and grabbed grabbed her other boob, as he began to kiss the skin from her under-boob to her midriff, but then he felt twitching underneath of him. Luna was awake.

"Son of a bitch!" Luke hollered. The chloroform wore off too fast. "Fucking homemade piece of shit. Oh well, this will be so much more enjoyable with you awake."

You could see the fear in Luna's eyes as they began to tear up. The last time Luna was ever this close to a man, was when she was with her father. However,  she was forced to be that close. Even her boyfriend, of 4 years, had never touched her in the way Luke was right now and the way her father did, when she was a kid. Luna began to tremble, as she closed her eyes and tried to pretend that she was just in a horrific nightmare. 

Luke ripped off the duct tape on Luna's mouth and she screamed with pain. Luke simply smiled and stuck his tongue down her throat, but Luna didn't want any part of it. Thus, she bit down on Luke's tongue, and she bit hard.

"Ow, fuck! You rotten little whore." Luke felt something trickling down his chin. He wiped it away and saw his hand covered in a dark red. Quickly, he ran over to the mirror and saw the red liquid oozing out of his mouth. "Fucking blood," he mumbled. He got off of Luna rapidly, and searched under the bed for the box he had grabbed before. He pulled out the leather whips and started whipping Luna, leaving red gashes all over her body.

WHA-CH! WHA-CH You could hear Luna whimpering as tears started steaming down her  already swollen face. Luke just cackled and continued smacking Luna with the whip until she bled.

WHA-CH! WHA-CH! WHA-CH! About 10 minutes later, more blood shed from Luna's skin, as the whip continued to make contact with her skin. Scream after agonizing  scream, Luke seemed to only laugh harder. 

"Please, Luke," Luna cried. "I can't take it! Please, stop!"

 "Beg me for it," he replied. "If you want me to stop, you have to beg." 

Luna laid her head back onto the pillow, closing her eyes. She felt defeated for her pride was hurt. She has never begged anyone for anything. She thought it was petty and worthless, which is what she was about to become. 

"Please, Luke," Luna begged. "I will do anything, just please... Stop." She busted into tears as she continued, "It hurts, Luke. It hurts like hell. Please, just let me go... Please..."

Nodding, "Good girl. I hope you learned your lesson," Luke stated. Luke put the whip down, on the end table, and started licking the blood off Luna's body, starting with her stomach region. When he was done, he wiped her blood from his mouth and reached again for the end table. Luna glanced over and a sense of fear rolled over her face.

"Luke, no. Please, don't," Luna pleaded. "I'm in too much pain, I can't handle it." Disregarding Luna's plead, Luke opened the door and pulled out a white, battery-operated vibrator. He turned it on, put it between her thighs and watched her as she squirmed, trying to break free from the horrifying pleasure that she felt down below. After a couple minutes, Luke left the room, leaving Luna helpless.

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Yikes I don't know where I was going with this chapter. I might just delete it and redo it, if it makes you guys uncomfortable. I didn't know how far I should go, if I should go that far or not. I also feel like this story is getting off track... Oops. I'll try to get it on track in the next few chapters with flashbacks and Luna beginning to piece together what happened at the party mentioned before.