It was a dark night and a few things just weren't right. First, I was walking home alone. Second, I just had a few glasses of sake. And third, I was having trouble seeing my surroundings. I heard a crash from behind as boxes and milk crates fell to the ground. I turned around to see what had caused it, but couldn't see anything. Then I felt a cloth around my mouth, which was reaking of chemicals.
                                                                           Timeskip a few hours

I woke up seeing nothing but darkness. I tried to move, but I couldn't. "I fucking love sacrificing bitches. Hey look, you're awake."

The lights came on as a man covered in blood with silver hair made his way closer to me. I looked down to see that I was completely naked. When I looked back up, he was in my face. "I hope you're ready for some fucking fun, bitch." I was laying on his bed with my hands tied to the headboard.

"Let me go", I yelled before spitting in his face. He wiped it off and slapped me in the face.

"I love it when bitches like you are vicious. It just adds to the fun." He chuckled, climbed on top of me, and smashed his lips into mine. After a while, he pulled away for the much-needed air. He smashed his lips into mine again, this time he licked my bottom lip, asking for permission. I declined, which was a bad idea. His hand, which was previously on my hip, along with the other, snaked its way up to my left breast and squeezed it. I moaned and he slipped his tongue into my mouth, which caused me to let out a small moan. He started to kiss down my jawline to my neck and left love bites anywhere he could. Then he got to my sweet spot. I moaned as he bit down on it, which he kept doing until it bled the blood away.

Once he got bored, he kissed down to my left breast and took it into his mouth. He rolled my nipple in between his teeth. I was moaning as he kept biting, licking, and sucking on it. He did the same to my right breast as well. "I fucking love it when you moan."

He started kissing down my stomach to my womanhood. "You're so fucking wet", he said as he stuck a finger in me. He pumped it in and out. I moaned as he stuck two more in me. I moaned even louder when he curled his fingers and hit the spot. I was just about to cum, but he pulled his fingers out. I let out a wimper.

He got off of me to take off his pants and boxers. He then got back on me. I was just about to protest, but he thrusted into me, causing me to cry out in pain. "It's going to hurt, but once you get used to it, you'll fucking love it." He started thrusting, first slowly then he gained speed. Gaining speed also meant  he gained depth and strength.

"Mmm. Ahh. Faster. Harded."

"I love it when you fucking beg for me." He thrusted faster and harder. The room was filled with moans and the sound of skin slapping. Then he grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders to get deeper in me, hitting the perfect spot. I was a moaning mess. After a few more thrusts, I came. His thrusts started to get sloppy. After a few more, he came inside me, then pulled out. We were both panting as he untied my hands and fell next to me. "Just go to sleep, kid." I fell asleep as I felt him wrap his arm around my waist and pull the covers over us.