When I woke up my body was sore and my head was spinning. The light was blinding my eyes. I tried standing up but when I did, I felt a strain on my neck got pulled back down to my knees. Looking down I realized I was chained to a dog collar and pad lock. The dog collar was connected to the handcuffs he put on me and a chain that connected my feet together. You know, the one they put on prisoners so they can't run away. When I looked around I saw his clothes scattered next to the mattress and heard the water running. With eyes still unfocused, I figured he was in the bathtub and looked for the hairpin I had in my hair and remembered he brushed my hair so he must've taken it out. Shit. I should've let him have his way with me, wore him out and then take my chances. Stupid me.
I heard his footsteps coming towards the curtain and made it seem as if I was sleeping. I can't handle him right now. I have to clear my mind so I can figure out a way out of this."Leoooo" an unfamiliar voice screamed from what seems to be upstairs.
"Leo, where are you?" It was the voice of a female who seemed worried and looking for him. He seemed startled and ran towards the door. Okay, I might just have another shot out of here. When the woman was at the door, I would scream on top of my lungs for help. Surely she would help me out.I heard him unlock the first lock. "Leo!! Are you down there? Why aren't you answering?"
He opened the last two locks and said "Mom, I told you this already... My name is Buddy. If that's what Aria calls me, that's my name!!!"
"My sweet little boy" she said lovingly "of course. Buddy it is. I'm sorry. I was worried. You came in all bloody yesterday, left early in the morning and disappeared today. I was worried you got caught because of that other stupid little bitch. You know I would die if something happened to my sweet handsome little pumpkin."
I wanted to scream for help but something in the way she talked to him gave me the impression she wasn't about to help me escape... Over her dead body. So I remained quiet and listened to their conversation.
"No mom, that bitch is dead and I was thorough once again. Don't worry about me, you taught me how to do this. Remember how it was with dad?" he said.
"We don't talk about dad, Buddy. May his soul rest in an eternal pit of fire." She said with a hint of sorrow in her voice.
"Yeah, well... I'd love to continue this conversation but..." he started
"But what? What are you doing down here?" she interrupted
"I've got company mom?"
"Which one is it now?" she asked a little frustrated
"It's the one" he whispered.
"Buddy... Is Aria down there?" Oh my God. She sounds sincerely concerned now but I don't trust it. "Yes, mom... She is." He said like he turned 12 years old and awaited scolding from his mommy."Oh my sweet little buddy, mommy's cocoa puff... I'm so proud of you! Can I see her? I want to see her." She said and I heard her barging in. I heard her footsteps near the curtains and when she opened it, she gasped. But not out of horror. I guess she was the psycho he was referring to earlier.
"Oh she's even more beautiful in person. Look at that body, Buddy. Mommy's so proud of you. You finally caught her. You finally did something. Look at her." She said while approaching me. When she knelt down to look at me from up close, my body shivered instantly. It's like her energy was pure evil with a hint of goodness. So confusing. I had to remain "a-fake-sleep". "Can she hear me, Buddy? Did you use the love potion?" she asked. "Yes, I used the needle". Really? She called the horse tranquillizer a love potion? She might just be crazier than her son.
She grabbed my hair, pushed her nose in my crook of my neck and inhaled real hard.
"Oh, Buddy... She smells just like you said she did. Like cocoa butter and vanilla. It's amazing" she said with amazement in her voice.
"I know mom! I told you." He said proudly."She's amazing, Buddy!" She whispered while she let her fingers run down my body. She touched the back of my neck, to my spine and down my ass. She grabbed a hand full of my ass and seemed to shiver. "Damn, Buddy. You found a real good one. I should've trusted your judgement all those years ago." she said and kissed me on the shoulder.
What the fuck is this for twisted ass mother son relationship? I heard his breathing get louder and hoped he would stop her from whatever she thought she was about to do. She left a trail of kisses down to my right hip and turned my body around. I had to act limp and turn around. She suddenly put her face in my crotch and inhaled deeply. "Mommy is so proud... You did good" she said with a raspy voice. "Thank you mom" he said with that same voice he used to whisper sweet nothings in my ear.
I squinted my eyes to look at him and saw him just standing there with eyes wide open. I couldn't distinguish if this made him horny or he was just scared to tell his mother to back off. She pushed open my legs and touched my private parts like they were pieces of precious art she wasn't supposed to touch. She put two fingers inside of me and she and her son moaned simultaneously. It was as if I was in a crazy horror movie.
She went on like she was digging for gold and whispered all kinds of sweet things to her son. "Good boy, this is amazing. I'm so proud baby." It disgusted me to say this but she sure knew what to do. She must've had practice in her days, or with the girls he brought here before me. It was hard for me not to move. Not to moan. Not to tell her to get the her wrinkly ass hands off me. To arch my back. To tell them they disgust me."I want to watch buddy" she said. I didn't hear him move.
"I SAID I WANTED TO WATCH"
"But mom..."
"No, buts Leo... Now! And do it like I like it. Go get the bag"
He walked out and dropped a heavy bag next to the mattress. He opened it and I heard him pull out different objects. I squinted my eyes and saw whips, cattle prods, chains and a lot of other kinky shit. I didn't even know what to think. My mind was fried. I was afraid, confused, horny and ready for revenge. Still thinking I was out of it he came close, ran his hand through my hair and said "I'm sorry baby, I was gentle until now but I've gotta do what mommy says. Life's like that sometimes. I'll make it up to you but this might hurt a little."
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Feelings and friendship
Misterio / SuspensoA mind twisting story about an obsessive friendship, a horrifying family history and its influence on the present.