What's Happening?!? (LEMON/SMUT)

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by berrynxse

by berrynxse

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Your eyes flickered open. You were in a dark room.

You soon realised you were tied to a wooden chair. You squirmed to try to escape the ropes as an instinctive move, yet they only rubbed against your bare skin, causing rash. You were completely naked, apart from the ropes twined around your body. There was duct tape covering your mouth so you couldn't scream for help.

A clear tear rolled down your face. You had been taken advantage of and captured when you weren't looking. You soon see a perfect figure walk toward you, and you could only guess who it was.

"You may be wondering why you're here." Lou started slowly, malicious intent laced into that perfect voice of his. "I'm supposed to be the only perfect doll around here. So, since you're about as perfect as I am, I decided to put you to use." Your captor untied the ropes that held you to the chair. A single hand was kept harshly on your shoulder to prevent any room for escape. Once you felt the ropes drop and release your reddening skin from binding, he picked you up- bridal style- and slowly sauntered over to his bed. There, you were thrown on top and quickly held down once more. He took the used roped and tied your wrists, tight, to the headboard. It was uncomfortable, but with the knowing glint behind those gleaming sky-blue eyes, you didn't have any room to argue.

You felt your hands go numb from the loss of circulation. You moved your body as a last attempt to escape, but then became limp with tiredness. You wondered what had happened when you were blacked out but then you heard a belt unbuckle. Your heart sank into your stomach as you knew what was coming next.

You saw a familiar face above you. You felt a hand on your breast as you saw the intent in his eyes. You felt so violated. It wasn't your fault for being perfect, was it? He moved his hands down to your waist, causing a shiver to go through your body. You felt him edge closer to you as he slipped his shaft inside of you. You tried to close your legs but your ankles were tied to the end posts of the bed. "I know you enjoy it, porcelain face." you heard his voice whisper. You hated how perfect it was. He started with slow movements, then slowly sped up. You held in your urge to moan. This wasn't right. You felt like crying but you didn't want to look weak. You hated the fact you enjoyed it, though he was experienced, he was hitting all the right spots and his movements were perfect.

Tears formed in your eyes but soon your eyes started to roll back into your head. You were trying your hardest not to climax but it was inevitable. You felt him cum inside you, and you saw a single bead of sweat roll down his face. He was finished. You weren't sure if you felt relieved or disgusted...

an edit just so dawn reads it again