Motionless In White Imagines (Requests Closed)

Dragged Into Pleasure (Chris Motionless Request)

Dragged Into Pleasure

A Chris Motionless Imagine

Word Count: 1,799

Warnings: language, smut

Author's Note: This imagine is for @Sad_E_Teen - I hope this is what you wanted. It turned out a lot longer than I originally intended! (:

You sat at your desk watching the clock hanging on the wall in front of you. You were in class and it was almost time for the school day to be over. It had been a long and tiring day. You were more than ready to go home and lay in bed, watching tv or a movie. Just as your were drifting off to sleep, the bell rang.

You slowly got up and grabbed your backpack. After retrieving the things you needed from your locker, you left the school grounds. Your house was not far from the school, so you walked there and back unless the weather was bad. Luckily the weather was nice today. You walked with your backpack on your back, a slight breeze blowing through your hair.

Putting one foot in front of the other, it wasn't long until you reached the entrance of your neighborhood. Your walk home had so far been silent and uneventful. Some days you would pass adults jogging or people walking their dogs, but not today. There seemed to be no one around.

As you were about to enter your neighborhood, you heard a rustling sound. You immediately stopped in place. Normally the sound would not deter you from continuing your walk home, but you felt a bit more uneasy in the silence. You looked around you.

At first you saw nothing suspicious. It was quiet again, so you took a deep breath and continued on. Before you could even take two more steps, somebody grabbed you. You suddenly felt yourself being jolted back by the straps of your backpack. Before a sound could escape your mouth, it was muffled by a large hand.

Instantly you were pulled into an area of tall bushes. The branches got caught in your clothes, but were quickly torn out as you were dragged further back. You tried to scream and shout for help, but it was useless. Your cries were almost completely silenced by your attacker.

You kicked and struggled, but the person's hold was strong. You figured it must have been a man who was dragging you along. You noted his tall figure, large hands and gruff voice when he grunted, dragging your body to God knows where. You eventually silenced and succumbed. You figured it would be better to save your energy for later, when you might actually have a chance to escape.

The light hit your face as you came into an open area. The man dragging you held onto you with one hand as the other opened a concealed fence gate. He then dragged you inside of a backyard, which you assumed was his. You tried screaming again in the hopes that one of his neighbors would hear you. Your attempts failed.

Your attacker dragged you into the house and went towards a basement door. You stopped struggling as he took you down the stairs. You didn't want to make him fall and then end up getting you seriously hurt. When you got down into the basement, the man threw you onto the floor. You grunted in pain, clutching your aching shoulder.

"Who are you?" You ask.

You stay still on the floor and watch the man. He was taking off his gloves, which revealed his tattooed hands. A few seconds passed and you snapped out of your confused daze. You quickly stood up, leaving your backpack on the ground.