EroticReverie

Jinx

At least I didn't piss myself. Is all I can think as my heart beats out of my chest as I stay crouched on the floor of the woods under a large bush, curled up beneath it. 

I had no idea where I was running to when I left Butcher's room. I had no idea where the rest of all the devils were or where to fucking hide. The woods was probably my best bet. So that's where I'd gone, hiding till I heard several voices mocking my earlier stutter. I had to worry about more than just being chased. If what Butcher had done was any indication, then these fuckers could put hands on me, just like he had. Yet, the ones who'd first chased me, hadnt touched me. They'd just taunted me and chased me down till I fell to the ground with fear. 

I have no idea how I just lost the three that were chasing me. Being that Im pretty sure they had advantages that we werent made aware of in the beginning. Their masks must have a night vision or thermal seeking option. Or maybe some were just good at their "job" and others, fortunately for me, sucked at it. 

I don't know what my fucking plan is, but I see a tree nearby that I could probably climb. The first branch is low enough. But if they had thermal or night vision in their masks, they'd spot me easily just by looking in this direction. My heart thumps and I decide that maybe the woods was not the best fucking option. At least within one of the houses, id be able to keep them from seeing me with night vision or thermal. Stupid. im so stupid. 

A scream sounds from far in the woods making me stop breathing. Another scream, the same one. Blair maybe, I dont know. And i really hate myself for not caring, and even thinking "good" as she screams a third time. They all deserved the terror and whatever the fuck else they had coming to them with what the signed up for. 

She screams again, and I feel guilt creep into me. She sounded..in pain. I can barely make it out, but I can hear her strangled scream say the safeword and I gulp as her screams continue. How the fuck did this place operate without being shut the fuck down? Contracts. Waviers. NDAS. That's how. 

I'm not brave. In fact, Im just fucking stupid as I abandon my hiding spot to go towards Blair. Maybe, together, we could just, get the fuck out and leave. This place was fucked up. The people that worked here, were fucked up. And Blair was fucked up for being part of the reason I was here, but I couldnt get out on my own. And she didnt really sound like she wanted to be here anymore either. If I just...find her...we can figure out a way to leave. 

Were the other enjoying this? Or were they being pushed past their chosen tiers like I was? Safewords revoked and nightmares come to life? I bet one of us was fucking enjoying it. Fucking Regan. 

I wouldnt forgive her. I wouldnt forgive any of them. Unless maybe they got me the fuck out of here. I believed Butcher, I had no reason to not to. The man planned on finding me, and fucking me. Raping me. Assaulting me again. Forcing me into doing shit I didnt fucking sign up for. 

I run as fast as my feet will carry me, stumbling and even tripping into the dirt and hissing as I scrape my palm on something. Wiping it on my thigh of my leggings as I stand and whimper. It fucking burned. I look down in the dark, seeing the short dark line, and the drip of blood.

"fuck" I whimper quietly. It was a shallow cut, but it hurt like a bitch. I debate how smart it is to walk towards where I know a devil is "playing" with my friend. But I really have no other choice, I need someone on my fucking side, and two traumatized girls is better than one at trying to get out of here. 

I slow even more as I get closer to the sounds, her screaming has stopped but I can still hear her cries. I finally can see movement, my eyes adjusting to the dark, the moon filtering a bit through the trees and I freeze as I see the back of the man who has Blair ties to a tree...naked, fucking her from behind. 

"This is for being mean to my little mouse." I hear his rough growl through the trees. MY eyes widen and i suck in a breath, unable to draw it all the way in, panic seizing me. 

My knees almost give out, and I keel over, hand on my stomach and vomit. I heave several times as I drop to my knees, puking onto the ground, tears in my eyes.

I'm dizzy and spinning and my vision goes out, and i cant fucking see. I whimper, before I fall to the side, fainting onto the floor of the woods.

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I come to, my eyes opening, upside down trees in my vision, neck craned back. No. The trees werent upside down, my head was. I'm still dizzy, and the ground is shaking. No it's not shaking. Im shaking. My body is shaking. Im being carried. 

I gasp, head lifting and I look up at the pitch black devils mask.

"no" I cry. My head darting around.

"not sure what you're referring to little mouse." he says and I look around. Remembering Blair, tied to the tree, naked, crying. 

"where..where is she?" I cry. 

"Where is who?" he asks, and feel rage boiling in me. 

"My fucking friend! blair!" I cry and he huffs.

"She's not your friend. None of them are. And you know it." he growls. 

"You raped her! I saw you!" I scream at him. 

"I punished her. For being a bad friend." He says, and I think Im going to be sick all over again.

"where is she?" I cry. 

"i assume she's still crying , tied to the tree where I left her after my little mouse found me and got sick all over herself and passed out." 

"tell me little mouse...you do know im the one that's supposed to find you, yes?" he says with amusement. Fucking probably smiling behind his mask. 

"Or did you pussy miss my touch and need to cum again so soon?" he taunts and I growl and thrash and he laughs and swings his hand from under my legs, letting them fall and I yelp as he hoists me onto his shoulder instead.

"let go of me!" I scream. Unsure of where my fight was coming from. Maybe because I was tired, and angry, and pissed off at him, at everyone, and wanted to get the fuck out of here. Maybe because id seen him raping Blair. 

"put me down!" I scream. "you fucking bastard! put me down!" I beat my fucking fists on his back, kicking and screaming as he laughs. Just. Fucking. Laughs. 

"i want to leave!" I scream. "I dont want to fucking be here! You're fucked up! this place is fucking sick!" I cry as my fists keep smashing against his back and my legs kick, but his arm has ahold of them , the shoulder im over, that arm is curled up to keep me from thrashing off. 

"If you insist on making my dick hard, angel...i may just have to make you do something about it." he says and I cry. 

"please, just let me go, please" I sniffle. 

"please dont beg Jinx. You dont know how hard i am trying to be nice to you. If you beg, you WILL get fucked angel. Now be a good girl and be quiet." he says calmly. 

"is sh-she...okay?" I ask. 

"Who?" he asks.

"Blair!" I cry. 

"Oh...yes." he says.

"is she hurt?" I ask. Stupid question. He even thinks so too , because he laughs. 

"Yes Mouse. She is." he answers.

I feel myself heave again.

"Angel, please, stop making a mess." he says as if Im a child who's left her toys all over the place. 

But nothing comes up anyways, it's all somewhere on the floor of the woods. 

"We're already going to have to give another bath. Such a messy little mouse." he says and pats my ass. I thrash and he laughs.

"I fucking hate you, i hope you burn in hell, i hope you fucking die!" I cry as I start smacking my fists against him again. 

"there there mouse, calm down" he says and rubs my ass, grabbing it and giving it a soft smack. 

"fuck you! fuck you Butcher!" 

He groans and then pulls me from his shoulder and yelp as my body is hugged to his and his mask is right in my face.

"say my name again" he groans. 

"fuck you" I spit on his mask and he groans. 

"where did this angry little mouse come from?" 

"you raped her! and you fucking molested me!" I scream. 

He laughs. 

"I gave her what she deserves, and YOU little mouse....came like a litte angel for the way I rubbed that clit, or did you forget? Should i remind you how much you enjoyed it?" he asks and whimper, shaking my head. 

"you sure? Id love to make you moan and hump my fingers again like the little slut you became when you felt my fingers inside of you" he says and wiggles his fingers to the side of my face.

"fuck you" i hiss and he chuckles. 

"someone waited a little too long to grow a back bone , didnt they little mouse? Had you grown it a few hours ago, maybe you would be here, hmm?" he says and then tosses me right back over his shoulder.

"please Butcher." I whisper. He stops. 

"Dont say my name like that again." he says through what sounds like clenched teeth.

"you told me to say it" I say. 

"Not. Like. That." he groans. "not like that."