Act I: Part 4
im in class rn, y'all are lucky I finished this early cause I get my second covid shot tonight and I might be out of it for a day or two so um enjoy this for now and maybe I'll feel ok enough to post more???
ALSO THANKS FOR 1K THATS PRETTY POG
uhhhh I dont edit anything usually but this is ESPECIALLY unedited
TW: manipulation, non-con (with extra warning in chapter ofc), touching, restraints, abuse
Previously...
"Bye!" I hung up the call, overjoyed at the thought of meeting George in person. I wondered how short he would be compared to me. Still, a dark cloud lingered at the edge of my thoughts.
What if something's really wrong with him?
George's P.O.V.
"C'mere, kitten!" Cole yelled, voice echoing through the narrow halls of my- our- apartment. I trotted into the kitchen, eyes widening at the object he was holding.
Hooked around his fingers was a medium sized, dark leather collar, with a leather leash dangling close to the floor. Cole had a wide, darkened grin on his face as he beckoned me closer.
I gulped, hesitantly standing in front of him. I tried my best not to flinch when he clasped the collar around my neck, leaving a small gap around my throat so I could breathe enough. He wasn't that cruel, I believed.
"My kitten," Cole whispered, a hint of a growl peeking through his tone. I helped when he pulled at the leash, tugging me forward by the neck. Ok, this was worse than I had anticipated.
"We have a new rule, ok kitten?" Cole paused, grinning wickedly. "You wear your collar around the house, like a good pet. When I want to put you on a leash you don't fight back, got it?" I hung my head dejectedly.
"Yes, sir," I mumbled half heartedly.
"What was that, kitten? Say it again, louder this time."
"Yes sir!" I yelped, feeling a tug at the collar. I was easily pulled into Cole's arms, trapped by the larger male.
"Good boy," he growled, petting the top of my head. "Hmm... you know what? I think I'll give you another rule." I tensed up, being met with a tight squeeze of Cole's arm around my stomach. "I don't want you to talk unless you're spoken to. And only to me. Nobody else should have to hear your voice, ever. Got it?" I nodded, shaking slightly. "I said, got it?"
"Y-yes sir, th-thank you sir," I stuttered out, trembling. Cole let out a soft "hmph," and let me go, releasing the leash. I breathed a sigh of relief when he left me alone.
However, that feeling of relief was fleeting.
"My little kitten~" Cole cooed, smirking. He was back, standing in the door frame and twirling the leash. I cringed at the nickname, putting my head down shamefully.
It was humiliating, being treated like this. Knowing that fighting back would just make everything worse. There was no happy ending for me.
~non-con warning~
In a move that felt almost routine, I was shoved down to my knees. This time, however, there was a collar around my neck, a soft click of the leash getting attached to it.
It was getting easier to hold back my sobs of terror. I was getting more used to this treatment, more used to the numb feeling that spread throughout my body.
"Go on, kitten, be a good boy for me," Cole purred, smirking down at me. His hands were in my hair, pulling and tugging roughly. I got to work, sucking him off the best I could. The better I did, the sooner he would leave me alone.
When he finally came, I swallowed obediently. He nodded, patting my head again.
"That was good, kitten." Cole buckled his belt, and I sighed a bit in relief. But then I felt hands on me, and the relief was replaced with fear. "You're so pretty, kitten... mine... my pretty little pet..." He murmured, running his hands across my chest and down my sides, curling around my hips. I let out a soft whimper as I felt his hands get closer and closer.
"No no, shhh, you were doing well." I'm beyond uncomfortable. Whatever the punishment was for disobeying, it couldn't be worse than this.
Right?
"N-no, please... I don't... I don't want-" The collar around my neck pulled tight, and I sputtered a little at the choking sensation.
"I thought we had a deal. You just broke one of the rules, kitten," Cole was grinning, a cruel, sick smile on his face. I tried pulling at the collar, in a desperate attempt to relieve some of the pressure on my throat. My wrists were grabbed and pinned down quickly, my back against the floor. I struggled against his grip, but it was no use. He was strong, plus he had leverage.
Yeah, I'm so screwed.
"Kitten~" Cole sang, looking awfully gleeful. "Looks like I'll have to punish you for that... unless you're willing to obey? This is the only chance I'll ever give you to take it back," he warned. I stayed silent for a moment, weighing my options. I was fairly sure if I took it back, he wouldn't go as far with it...
"So? What's your answer?"
"I'm sorry, I won't do it again," I apologized, glancing away from him in shame.
"And what won't you do again, exactly?"
"I won't disobey you, sir." Cole released my wrists, nodding satisfactorily.
"Good boy." The pressure around my throat lessened, and I gasped a little. I laid there, motionless, letting Cole run his hands up and down my body, touching and squeezing and violating my personal space.
Then again, he had already violated a lot more than that. It was safe to say I would never be the same again.
~warning over~
Before I knew it, Cole had left. I let out a shaky sigh, closing my eyes. I felt like I was returning to my body after roaming free. Like I wasn't there when Cole was touching me. Not that I would've wanted to be there, but it was strange to think about.
But then again, did I care? The longer this went on, with Cole keeping me locked away, my only real purpose being to please him, the more I hated my life. The more I wanted it all to end- the pain, the suffering, the rape. All of it.
And hey, maybe things would get better for me- funny. Who am I kidding? Nobody knows about what's going on. I can't tell anybody, not with words. I don't see anyone other than Cole anyway!
So maybe I should just face the facts. I was going to die here, like this. Whether it would be tomorrow or 50 years from now, I didn't know. But I would certainly die trapped in this house.
lmao
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