A Lusty Dream

G

I ran through the street he was getting closer. I turned into the ally thinking I could lose him. I was met by a brick wall I turn back around and there he stands. He inches closer and closer to me. I shiver and wait for the sting of his blade. Brandon was finally going to kill me I couldn't escape this time. I breath in deeply and tense my muscles braising myself for the pain.
"And who might you be?"
A cold dark but professional voice asks. I open my eyes and I am greeted by a brutish male figure his back turned toward me he stands between me and Brandon his arms crossed. Brandon speaks up.
"Out of my way monster I have business to tend to."
Brandon tries to step around him the figure mimics his movements staying in front of him. The man grabs Brandon by the throat and picks him up pinning him to the wall.
"This is my turf everyone in it belongs to me you have no business here."
He growls out and turns back to me. I see the man is a monster one from underground he looks me over and smirks.
"Is he bothering you?"
He asks still holding Brandon by his that he's beginning to turn blue.
"He's trying to kill me."
The monster turns back to Brandon and clicks his tongue.
"Tsk tsk tsk we mustn't hurt such beautiful women. You weren't attempting to harm her were you?"
The monster says in a dark but playful tone.
"N-no of course not I wouldn't dream of it."
Brandon stutters out sweating a little.
"Well then why chase her? You wouldn't be lying to me would you?"
The monsters tone is dark but keeps its playful ring.
"N-no s-sir."
The monster chuckles and looks him dead in the eyes his right eye ignites in a yellow flame.
"Wrong answer."
In one swift motion Brandons neck flips to the side a sickening crack comes from it. The monster drops him and the life slowly drains from his eyes.
"He won't be bothering you anymore."
The monster says and turns toward me I feel myself begin to tremble I'm terrified.

" don't be afraid I don't hurt the innocent. The names Sans but call me G ok?"
I can't speak I just nod.
" got a name kid?"
I shake my head no he grins.
"Ill call you kitty then."
I try to talk but I'm cut off by a flash of yellow then I'm in a room all alone with G.
"Welcome home. Oh by the way you're mine now. I won't harm you I'm a kind master but your my pet now my kitty cat understand?"
I nod and he smiles he points to a door.
"There's cloths in there find something suitable that you like. You're not a prisoner so feel free to roam wherever you please. If anyone causes you trouble tell them you belong to G and tell me who it is and I'll take care of it alright?"
I nod again and G smiles.
"Good kitten the bathroom is down the hall first door to the left get cleaned up dress up and meet me downstairs by eight for dinner alright?"
I nod and he folds his arms and looks at me.
"Speak."
He orders and I swallow hard. I shake my head no and he smirks.
"Can you not speak."
I sigh and shift from foot to foot.
"I'll take that as a no. If you are only in shock and don't wish to speak I understand. Just do as told alright."
I nod and G smirks.
"Very good."
With that he leaves the room.

  I go to the dressers and dig through the drawers everything I find is kind of revealing. I pull off my soaked T-shirt and bra I walk over to the bed and take the soft blanket and wrap it around myself I sigh and slip off my soaked ripped jeans and my panties go with it.
"Kitten."
The door opens and I jump falling backwards onto the bed G walks in and closes the door behind him. He looks at me and chuckles.
"Whatchya doing kitty?"
He walks over and I squirm into the corner careful to keep myself covered. He sits beside me and pets my hair gently I feel myself relax and lay against him. He let's his hand run through my hair he readjusts so I'm laying my head on his chest and my body curled into his side.
"Hey. I wanna know what happened to you."
He says in a gentle tone continuing to stroke my hair from my scalp down to the middle of my back over the blanket.
I wonder if I can talk to I even remember how?
"I...I...I."
I stutter trying to get what's in my head out of my mouth G stays silent and doesn't stop his movements even though his face shows slight shock.
"I... He.. Br-broke"
My throat burns and aches as I try to speak. I rub my throat and swallow some spit.
"Don't strain your vocal cords. We will work on them little by little to make them stronger."
I sigh and sit up keeping my blanket tight around me.
"I..ran...away...from orphanage. H-he b-brandon broke my leg w-when he caught me. Cou-ldnt run."
G nods understandingly and puts his arm up signaling for me to lay back down.