Cosplay

Nana

There was someone on top of me. Not only that, he was inside of me. He was familiar, but I had pushed his face out of my mind years ago. This time, I was screaming and punching, clawing and fighting, but it was no good. He got off on it.

"Say my name," he demanded.

"Get off of me!" I screeched.

"Not until you say my name, and like it."

I was about to punch him in the jaw but he was one step ahead of my. He pinned my wrists to the bed. I wiggled and squirmed, but it only seemed to make him happier.

"You asked for this, you dirty whore."

False.

"You told me to come here and make love to you."

False.

I wiggled my leg enough to get it free. As he pulled out of me, I kneed him where it counted.

He cried out and smacked me, hard. Then, his hands wrapped around my neck and he started shaking me.

"Kitty!" Cole was shaking me awake by my shoulders.

I jerked awake.

"Cole? What are you doing here?"

Cole looked confused, "This is my room..."

"What?" I looked around. Sure enough, I was in Cole's bed, not my own.

I let out a small squeak of embarrassment, "I'm so sorry! I thought this was my room! I must have been drunk last night!"

"But I saw you, you were drinking lemonade last night."

I bit my lip and lied, "After you left with Hiro, Wolfie came back over and asked me to try some. I only had a little bit but I must not have much tolerance."