The Girl Who Cried

CHAPTER 8

I wake up to the sound of tapping. Cold, pale and weak. As i attempt to adjust my eyes, i realise what was making that noise. There was a dark shadowy figure standing tall over what used to be a dining table. It's not moving at all. It's just standing there ever so still...

I suddenly jolt up again, startled and sweating. Still cold, pale and weak. What woke me up this time wasn't the tapping, but a heavy breathing as the tapping grew louder. I c-... i can't move. I try to scream but nothing comes out.

It's looking over me and slowly drifting closer. There's no face. No human-like features. I don't understand what's in front of me. Hot gusts of wind graze my neck as the thing breathed over my shoulder. It whispered something...oh god...

"Samantha..." it softly whispered in my ear leaving behind a gust of hot air. It's slowly backing off...what's happening? "Samantha!" It screamed in a highly damaged familiar sounding voice as it charged towards me with inhuman speed.

I can finally move and scream. I jolt up shaking and sweating profusely. I let out the loudest scream my voice could permit before it gave up on me. I can't breathe, i'm crying uncontrollably, i'm looking around to see if i can find whatever that...that thing was...

I-... i can't stop shaking...

I can't-... i can't stop crying...

I'm not going back to sleep. I don't know what to do anymore, i'm so stupid!

What was that? where did it come from? Am i going crazy? Was it even real? What's wrong with me?

I begin to slowly become more aware of my surroundings. Aware enough to realise that my vagina isn't sore and i didn't have that much of a headache anymore.

My vagina wasn't sore but…it was…tingling? It was a strange feeling. Oddly familiar yet foreign. Almost like it was begging for attention. I thought back to the incident and i remember everything vividly. Every feeling, every blow, every thrust. So powerful…

I shake my head in confusion, realising what had just happened. I cry for days for something that ruined my life and now…i enjoy it? What kind of sick fuck am i becoming? Am i actually aroused right now?

But...

The feeling of thrill i've never felt before as he stormed towards me, choking me and violently ripping off my clothes. Leaving dominant scratches all over my body. Something about the way he touched me...

The way he choked me...

The way he took control over me...

It felt so...so good...

The way he hurt me somehow satisfied me. i somewhat remember asking for more...

The way he spread me...

The way he forced himself inside me...

So deep...

Each thrust so...so powerful...

The way he stretched my vagina gave me a sense of submissiveness, i wanted him to have me, to take me, spread me, break me...

I loved how he felt inside me...

So big, so strong...

“mm, d-daddy...ffffuuck.” I vividly remember moaning out as he thrusted so deep inside me. I wanted him...I needed him. It felt so good. The way he used my body, the way he took control of me, the way he dominated me, the way he buried me into the matress...

I wanted more of him...

My hands slowly glide up my body, fingers wrapping around my neck, choking myself...

“Daddy...mm.” Escapes my mouth in a whisper as my other hand slowly grazes it's way down my pants. The feeling of being submissive, dominated, owned...

Who would've thought that i'd end up loving my trauma?

I feel my eyes rolling back as my fingers are met with my clitoris. so sensitive...

My hips begin to uncontrollably grind, begging for more of he attention it was already receiving. I've never experienced this feeling, it feels so good and i can't think of anything else but the fact that i want more and more and more...

“Mmm...fuck...” Escapes my mouth as my hand begins to move faster and faster to the point where everything is automatic and i'm just grinding and moaning in pleasure, just begging for more. All i can think about is this moment and this moment only.

My mouth begins to water as my head jolts back, releasing my long hair to the ground, my eyes rolling back as i feel this wave of pleasure approaching. I want more, it feels so good i just want more and more. I want this feeling to consume my body, i want to succumb to this sensation, i want to give in, i surrender my body to this extreme and blissful pleasure. i want it so bad...

I feel my legs quivering, my breath shaking, my body convulsing begging for more, begging to be pleased, begging to be satisfied. I want it...i need it. I feel my legs losing strength, spreading further apart, my hips still grinding for more attention, my moans growing louder, my hand moving faster. “Ahh fffuuuck....mmm” I feel the wave getting closer and closer.

i want this so bad, the wave of pleasure to wash over me. Finally i feel it coming. as i feel it, i remember being on the bed with him inside me, the way my toes curled my legs went stiff into the air, my eyes rolling back as my body jolted uncontrollably, my mind going blank as the unknown feeling pushed through my body, taking over me.

Soon enough it was all happening again, but now that i understood it, it felt way better that it did then. i wanted it to happen. My body was ready to accept it all. My hand moving faster as i fall to the ground, my body jolting uncontrollably, my legs quivering, my breath shaking, my moans growing louder, crying out in pleasure, i feel my toes curling up in my shoes, my legs going stiff and my mind going blank as all i can think about is this wonderful wave of pleasure washing over me. “Oh my fffff..... aaahhhh ffffuuucckkk... ooh... mmmmffff....”

I feel my energy being pulled out as my body collapses and everything is now weak. my body still quivers for a while but i feel satisfied. i almost want more but i can't move. Breathing heavily, i arch my back and grind on air to enjoy every last second of the lingering feeling. My body is soon absorbed into the ground as all my energy has been burnt...

“mmm...”