Steve and Herobrine 2: Trapped in Five Nights with Herobrine

CHAPTER 21: DREADLORD PICKS ON HEROBRINE AGAIN

(CONTENT WARNING!!!

This chapter had torture, sexual abuse, and rape scenes. If you are triggered by these factors, or was just an innocent kiddo, please don't read!!!

Auntie, I'm really sorry... I'm just fourteen yet I write stuff like these!!!)

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~~~Herobrine's P.o.V.~~~

I woke up, and saw myself sitting on the floor, my back against the wall.

I looked around, and saw that I was in a small room.

Then, I heared a pained groan.

Beside me was Steve, his ocean-blue eyes slowly fluttering open. He looked at me.

"Hunny... Where are we?", he weakly asked.

Just then, we heared a dark chuckle.

I looked up, and saw Dreadlord, his black eyes sparkling maliciously. By the way his eyes flash, he was smirking evilly down at us.

"Oh, it was so nice to meet you, King Steve and Queen Herobrine.", he sneered, his eyes glaring at each of us.

I stood up, along with Steve.

"Where are we?", he growled.
"Oh, I will not tell you where we are...", he sang.

I growled, and my fists tightened to balls.

"Where. Are. We..?", I hissed venomously at him, my eyes' glow intensifying.

He chuckled evilly...

"Oh, you're in a special room... Not in your little place, though... You're in my Torture Room.", he sneered, his annoying black eyes glinting maliciously.

Then, a whip appeared on his hand out of nowhere.

Two pillars appeared in front of us, and our hands were cuffed on it.

We found ourselves kneeling in front of him, and our upper clothes stripped off us.

He advanced to Steve, going behind us. I glared up at him.

"Don't look at me, you moron!", he growled, whipping my back.
"Aarghh!", I growled, looking in front of me.

Then, I heared him whip my husband.

Steve screamed everytime the whip contacted his back. I looked at him, and saw him, leaning on the pillar, shaking and breathing  heavily.

I could see part of his back, bleeding from the impact he recieved from the whip.

"H-Hunny...", he weakly whispered, looking up at me.

His blue eyes showed pain.

Then, I felt the sharp whip slash across my back.

I gasped, arching my back. I leaned on the pillar, in a praying position, biting my lip, growling and hissing in pain everytime the whip touches my back.

I wobbled, as more impacts came.

Then, I felt his hand pull my hair. He forced me to look up at me.

I was surprised, seeing him not a skeleton anymore:

He had a light brown skin, black hair, empty eyes, a well-toned body, and a devilish smirk on his lips.

"What do you want from me?", I growled.

He chuckled.

"I just want you, Herobrine... I mean... Your body...", he whispered lustfully, kissing my neck.