Hi everyone I know this becomes a bit sexual but during that time period rape and torture were common occurrences so I'm trying to keep this as realistic as possible without sounding too graphic!I could feel the warmth of the sun hitting me through closed eyes. I felt warm but uncomfortable. Last nights nightmare scared me and I refuse to think about it. I half opened my eyes and reached for the water on my bedside table. All I grabbed was air. Groaning I decided to get up and get the water myself as my throat was so parched. I finally opened my eyes and warned wearily. Waves of horror and shock tore through me. I scanned my tired eyes around the dirty and cold room. My body froze and begun shaking. It wasn't a dream. It was a real life nightmare, everything I dreamt was real.
Strange noises were coming from outside my dark room. I edged slowly towards the large wooden door. There was an eyehole where I could see through. What I saw made me fall to the floor in terror. Two large men gathered round a small dirty helpless man beating him repeatedly with a broken wooden board. The yelping that came from him didn't sound too dissimilar to a dog. They were treating him like an animal. I saw the deep slash the wood created in his bare back when the skin made contact with the jarred edge. I cringed in pain. I wanted to kill those vicious and sinful men. How dare they. Eventually the torture was over and I heard the jangling of keys. Footsteps thudded against the floor. It sounded like a thousand men, I wasn't sure if the thudding was the footsteps or my heart beat. I could hear them approaching my door, the closer they got the more I wanted to cry. The key made a loud aching cry as the lock turned slowly. The predator was baiting its prey, I was the prey. Two men walked in whom I've never seen before. They were ugly looking things. I think they felt the glare I gave them through my angry fearful eyes. "Get up" Ordered the taller man. He spoke in a strange English accent that I couldn't work out. I began to make an attempt of moving when there was a sudden, *screams* the pain was searing through me like no other. I built the courage to get up. I didn't care anymore. I told them what I thought and the words spilled from me like dioreha.
"You complete bastards! You will go straight to hell and further for this. I hope you rot and the rats eat you alive! Do you think your clever and smart for hitting a woman. Especially one that you've never even met before. Leave me alone!" I screeched like an old housewife but I didn't care. Kill me if they like I'm not changing for anyone. Their ugly faces changed from anger to complete amusement. "Ey he was right about this one. Feisty and all. I wouldn't mind a little go what do you think?" The two men stared at each other and silently agreed. The first man walked towards me and grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him. Oh no, please anything but this. I'd rather you kill me quickly. Please please please. I quickly realised I was saying this out loud but the man didn't care. He took off his red jacket and loosened whatever it was that he was wearing. It was like I was watching this in slow motion. I'd never had sex before. Never. I really wanted to cherish my virginity. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. No girl wanted it to happen like this. I became blinded by my tears and quickly they rolled down my cheeks. I backed up against the wall as the man before me took off what he was wearing from his bottom half and began to kiss my neck. I cried in pain. His hand wondered to my breasts and he put his fat hand underneath my shirt and inside my bra squeezing my breast. His fingers caressed my nipples then slowly he made his way towards my bottom half. I writhed in fear. "GET OFF OF ME. I BEG YOU." I shrieked so loudly I was surprised no one could hear. "I want to taste your sweet sweet body first. Your nipples and breasts so large and perky." I felt sick to the core. Before I could struggle anymore I heard a man shout. "Remove yourself from the lady Matthew. We know you can't resist. Go find a whore elsewhere." He said this with such masculinity I felt relief shed over my entire body. It was Edward.
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Time Travel
FantasyZara Alexander went to a job interview in 21st century London. As she leaves the building she walks out into 15th century London and nothing is the same anymore. Can she survive in this cruel century? And will she change the course of history?