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Dreams of the darkness
Minako bolted upright in bed, beads of sweat on her forehead. She panted
heavily, the terror of the nightmare not yet fading. She hated the nightmares,
they came every night now, each time getting more vivid and reavealing more.
She wouldn't hate it so much if not for the fact that these nightmares were
actually repressed memories. Visions of her past swarmed before her eyes
as she set her head on her knees breathing deeply. Artemis yawned and looked
over at her.
"Mina-chan are you alright?"
She considered nodding but she was frozen, listening to the dark
night. The doorknob jiggled slightly and she paniced remembering how easily
someone could pick a lock. Frantically she stumbled out of bed trying not to
make any noise, the henshin had to be in there, it had to! Artemis sensed her
apprehension and went over to her.
"Someone's trying to get in." she whispered, "Where are my
henshin and communicator?"
Artemis' eyes widened slightly. "You gave your communicator to Ami-chan
to fix a bug, your henshin should be in your backpack." he said in
equally hushed tones.
Minako cursed remembering that her backpack was at Usagi's, she stared intently
at Artemis her eyes filled with fear and she pointed at her window. "Go get
help. Please hurry."
Though her voice was barely heard there was a definite shaking to it and
Artemis nodded curtly. He looked over his shoulder before he left, seeing
Minako ducking behind her bed, a baseball bat held firmly in her grip. Her
knuckles were white and he hated to leave her.
As Artemis left Minako prayed that he would hurry, but considering that the
nearest senshi was at least a mile away from her new home it could take him
fifteen minutes to get there and then another fifteen to get back. Silently
she cursed moving farther away, but it had been two years since the last attack
and the senshi had started to lead somewhat normal lines. She was barely
twenty and already she had a home of her own and a job as a waitress, but that
was only temporary.
The handle stopped jiffling and slowly, noiselessly, the door
swung open. She held her breath as the door sut and locked behind the man
as he entered. Her knees trembled and she bit down on her lower lip.
"I know you're here." the man said in a deep baratone voice, "come on out
now and I'll be gentle I promise."
Minako squeezed her eyes shut and she called on her inner strength. The
man began to walk around the bed and she heard a metal noise, chains moving against
her wooden bedpost. She lunged at him and swung the bat, connecting with
only air. The bat was wrenched out of her grasp and she felt the wind knocked
out of her when he punched her in the gut. Carelessly he threw her body onto the
bed, she started to get up when he stradled her waist without a word. She could
feel his cold hands clasp her wrists and colder metal of chains binding her to
the headboard, he chained her legs as well and she was trapped. Her legs were
spread apart and kept apart, all movement was restricted. Her arms were
together but she couldn't move them either.
He smiled down at her sickly and placed his hand against her cheek, she
rapidly turned her head and bit down as hard as she could, drawing blood.
Letting out a small cry of pain he whipped his hand back. His eyes narrowed
and he slapped her, spots were in front of her eyes and a small trickle of
blood came from her mouth.
"Just for that," he rasped, "I won't be gentle."
Before she could say anything he gagged her as well, his smile plastered
to his face. Tears welled up in her eyes as he ran his hands down her body
over her nightclothes. Reaching into his pocket he withdrew a knife, the blade
glistened with only a little light of the moon. She tried to scream as he
cut away her top. Her creamy flesh was exposed as he tossed away what was
left, she tried not to become aroused as his fingers massaged her nipples gently
at first then harder. He brought his head down and suckeld her left breast
while gropping the right, Minako turned her head revolted by his actions.
Hating that she could do nothing. His knife cut away her bottoms and he saw
that she wore no underwear to bed. He smiled again and she shook her head
futily, pleading silently for him to stop. He bit down on her breast then
moved off of her for a moment to undress. Slowly a tear fell from her eye
and she cursed her weakness, in what little light there was she could see
his fully aroused member. She tried in vain to escape the chains and he sat
on her again. He pulled a small bottle of lotion from his pants pocket and
rubbed it over his throbbing penis. Minako closed her eyes silently wishing that
this was another terrible dream. She made noises of protest as he slipped a
lubricated finger into her anus, she had barely taken a breath when he put
two more in. The red hot heat of pain surged up from her rectum and she screamed
against the gag for him to stop.
He said nothing but shoved his penis inside her anus and withdrew his fingers.
His hands rested on her full bosom and grabbed them ruffly for leverage as he
pumped himself into her. Minako's cries were silenced by the gag and she
wanted to throw him off of her. After a few quick strokes inside her he pulled
out still erect and he ripped the gag out of her mouth. his face came
close to her own and he pressed his knife to her belly.
"Listen carefully my little whore. I'm going to put my dick in your mouth
and you're gonna suck it. And when I cum, you'll swallow or I'll cut you up.
I'll gut you like a fish understand." he whispered to her
Choking back a sob she nodded. She felt his body re-adjust on hers so he lay
on her in the 69 position, one hand holding her buttocks and the other
holding a knife to her gut. She gazed at the large penis hanging in her face
and the thought of biting it all off flashed through her mind before he pressed
the knife harder on her stomach.
Disgusted Minako put her lips on the head of his dick and licked it a little.
He grunted and put his weight down so she was foreced to take him into her throat
and she resisted the urge to vomit.
"Suck me whore." the man demanded
A few tears slid out her eyes as she started to suck, and the man moaned
in appreciation, murmuring 'good little whore'. He reveled in the feeling of
her wet mouth around his cock, her tongue moving up and down the long hard
shaft. He grasped her buttocks encouraging her to suck harder. Heat rose
from the base of his cock and he pressed the knife as he came, spilling his
seed and her blood. Minako screamed around him spitting up the salty
cum onto the sheets.
He got up as her body contracted as much as it could, angrily he swipped
at her belly leaving a thing red line where the skin gave way to the hard cold
metal of his knife. There was a loud noise from downstairs and the man
looked up hearing it.
"I'll be back for you, don't say a word or I'll come back and kill you."
he swore
Quickly he took the chains off and watched for a moment as she curled inwards,
trying in vain to stop the blood flow. In another instant his pants were
up and he jumped out the window. Footsteps were heard thundering up the steps.
Minako closed her eyes and could feel a line of coolness on her cheek as
a tear fell from her eye. She could hear loud thumping noises against
the door and she flinched even though she knew it wasn't him. Through the
door and the dizzyness in her head from loss of blood she could hear the elder
senshi Michiru calling to her.
"Mina-chan, Mina-chan are you alright? We're here don't worry."
"Michiru." Minako whimpered, more tears falling, "Please help.
Call a...call a doctor I think I'm gonna die."
There was barely a heartbeat before the door slammed against the wall
as it was thrown open. Michiru, Haruka and Hotaru were there prepared to
fight. Michiru gasped in shock, her eyes took in the carnage of the room. The
blood pooling around the senshi of love's body, who was raising her head to see
them better.
"Help." she pleaded as more of the prescious life fluid soaked into the sheets
of her bed.
Hotaru instantly went to her and placeda hand on her side, hot thick blood
smeared onto her finger tips and she concentrated on closing the wound. Haruka
phoned for an ambulance and Michiru tore a sheet into strips. As Hotaru stepped
back, having done all she could, Michiru bound the cuts.
"I thought you'd never come." Minako whispered, "I was so sure I was going to
die."
She closed her eyes as Michiru held her close, trying her best to comfort
the younger girl. "Don't worry." she whispered, "the ambulance is coming, everything
will be okay."
Hotaru and Haruka exchanged looks, someone was going to pay for what they
did to their friend.
The end?
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