Tempting Touch

A cold night

It was three in the morning, Lucy could tell by the sky. She let out a sigh, waiting for whoever that was going to be her next client. She sat on the chair in front of the broken mirror and closed her eyes for a moment, thinking of a better life she could have had a long time ago.

Lucy snapped her eyes open at the sound of a dark laugh coming from not so far away. The door opened and Hyde came in, looking ironically happy.
"Ah, sweet miss!" He blurted out his remarkable, bloody phrase.
"Hello, mr. Hyde..." She answered in a disappointed, tired tone.
"Not happy to see me?" He said, almost injured.
"No, I just-"
"Wasn't expecting me?"
"No, sir." She replied quickly.
He touched her neck and caressed it. Then, he carved his nails on it, as usual. She swallowed the pain while Hyde made her stand up in front of him.

I must work him up as fast I can, that way it will end sooner.

Lucy decided to act like she was enjoying herself, faking a smile and resting her hand on his face, just like she did once with Jekyll. Hyde seemed surprised and also seemed to love it. He grabbed her hair hard to test her. Once again, she smiled. He gripped her arms and in one move, turned her around. Hyde slowly moved his hands to her shoulders while she flinched. He quickly slipped part of the coat she was wearing off her arms, making her shiver. Lucy tried to escape from his hands once he took the whole coat off, but he held her back and tied her up with red laces he was keeping hidden.

He tied them up separately, so he could play with her arms like she was a marionette, while holding up the rest of the laces, then spun her around. The man pulled her close, examinating her. The warmth of his body attracted Lucy in a strange way, the desire was so strong that she succumbed to him, making their bodies touch as he sighed and breathed heavily. With this, Hyde opened an evil smile and softly bit her neck while playing with her breasts, making her softly moan. Lucy leaned back on the table, ready for him, but instead, he dragged her down to the floor and laughed. She looked at him confused, yet not surprised. She tried to back away and stand up with difficulty, but Hyde caught her by her legs, spreading them open. He climbed up on her and then rolled on the ground. She was on top of him now, however, he wasn't hungry for her body at that moment; he was hungry for her blood. Hyde pushed her violently, making her hit the ground again, this time harder.

"Hyde, have mercy on me, just stop it!" She gasped for air and tried to ignore the pain, making some efforts to at least sit.
"If I stopped, would it be that fun?" He laughed, grabbing her hand and pushing her to the floor again.
"Why are you doing this to-" Lucy was interrupted by his cold strong hand repeatedly hitting her in the face. Would this ever end? Would he torture her continually until he grew tired and bored, then do God knows what with her? All of these thoughts faded away from her mind in a second, for all she could feel now was her skin burning and aching, her vision blurring. He hurt her again in the same spot. She didn't even notice, she was so used to his behavior, even though the abuse was turning her life into a living hell.

"See you soon, dearest Lucy." He purred and finally let her go, leaving her helplessly lying on the floor. As if it wasn't enough, he threw her coat on her face and walked away.

"Mr. Hyde..." Lucy weakly murmured, a tear escaping her eye. "Please, don't leave me like this. Not again."
He paused his steps for a moment. "I'm sorry." He said in a tired and melancholic tone, without looking her in the eyes.

And left, fading away into the darkness.