Senses Unleashed

Chapter One: True Nightmare

*Jonathan*

It's pitch black. And all around him there is this stentch of mold. He can feel it running on his forehead.Dripping through his shirt.
This retched smell never leaves this place...or his nosebuds.

Cold sweat runs down his lips.
His heart hammers furiously fast; ready to jump out of his frail chest.

Not again, he begs silently to no one in particular...

His white shirt and jeans are torn and beyond any recognition that they once were clothes,but he doesn't mind. Actually,he couldn't care less about the mold or the condition of his clothes.

The problem to his erratic heartbeat lied elsewhere.

He is tied with chains to a metalic surface that keeps him standing up and deathly still.
As if he is the next body to a painfull necropsy.Vulnerably immobilised.

But he still hopes. Even if it's helpless.Even if he can't escape.

Pat, pat ,pat..

The repeatitive sound of footsteps approaching increases.Feet from the upper floors coming down. Down to his own level.

His body tenses all over with absolute fear,knowing what is about to happen.Again.

In the little time he has left he tries with all his might to escape.And he fails yet again miserably. His stomach clentches hard as he closes his eyelids in defeat.

Maybe they will think I am already dead...

The footsteps now have stopped outside his door.And when one second later,it squeals with rust as it's being forced to open,he panics but he doesn't show it. He'd rather die than giving them the satisfaction for finally getting to him.

"Your Highness, the subject has shown no change of behaviour since your last visit." the doctor's voice reasons with her.

The boy now awaits to hear her answer, with his heart hammering furiously.And even though he knows what she is going to say,her words still have the power to shock him to his very core. No matter how many times she says them.

"I am here now. He won't be any trouble for us today." Amy's voice rings back for the rest of the croud to hear.

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My body starts to shake violently against my will.And it continues to do so as she orders me.

"Come on boy open your eyes,get up..or we'll be late."she whispers softly, almost peacefully..betraying my body which obeys her command and relaxes voluntarily.

My body was always so ready to do anything for her ; to please her,to make her happy.
She could do all this to me without using her senses...

Even though I know that this is a trap and a game I can't escape I can't help but open my eyes, I can't help looking at her big ocean green eyes and marvel at her voice....
Oh how much I've missed that voice!I don't even know how they found her in the first place, but I am so glad I finally get to hear her talk to me once again.I was praying that she would come again after they brought her the first time.Even if it's the last thing I hear before I die.

That voice..sweeter than any muse's voice...will always hunt me.
Looking at her and hearing her speak were the strength I lacked to do what I had to do. Even though she is going to make me obey with her senses...I won't say anything. I won't betray her even if she has betrayed me...I love her too much to do that. So I take a deep calming breath and remain silent.

"You don't get up?!"she tries again in her hypnotic singsong voice.And then she screams at the top of her lungs to her commoners.

"Bring me the boiling oil RIGHT NOW!"