18 | The Pain Raydene
S omething feels different. It’s like I’m floating.
I must be dreaming because I don’t feel any pain.
My body feels so good, but when I try to move—nothing. It’s like I’m cemented to the ground.
My eyes roll back as I try to open them.
I try to speak, but only a moan escapes.
A wave of tingles run down my arm.
Or wait. Was that someone touching me?
Am I dreaming?
Why can’t I open my eyes?
Panicking, I try again. Only a sliver of light appears this time.
Thank you, God.
Now my hand, I try to move it, but it won’t budge.
Come on, Ray, you can do it.
I use all my strength and lift my hand, but it barely moves next to me. I slowly try to inch my hand up my body, and I realize I’m still naked.
Please let this be a dream. It has to be, right? I mean, I don’t feel any pain.
My subconscious decides to chime in— not if you’ve been drugged.
My heart starts to race.
I try to calm down, taking a deep breath through my nose and releasing it through my mouth.
A girl’s voice so soft that I barely hear it says next to me, “Mistress. She’s coming around.”
Mistress? Oh God, it isn’t a dream.
Suddenly, I feel the tingling glide down my arm again.
Oh, no, no, no. Someone is touching me.
My body feels like a hundred pounds.
Okay, I’m definitely high. I’ve been high off drugs before, but this is a whole new high. It’s like my body is paralyzed. I want to scream, get up, and fight. Shit, yell, but I just lie there, not able to move.
A moan escapes me.
“Good. Let’s test how well myshka’s body reacts to touch,” Mistress replies.
What the fuck! Reacts to what touch?
I scream inside again. Only a moan comes out.
The woman next to me moves closer. I can feel her breath on my chest.
No. No. No. Please, no.
“May I, Mistress?” the girl murmurs next to me
I try to open my eyes again. This time, a bit more light appears.
“Yes, kiska. You can play now,” Mistress says amusingly.
What the fuck does that mean? Pussy? Kitten? Cat? And she can play with me? Fuck!
“Thank you, Mistress.” The woman’s voice is much higher like she’s excited to touch me.
Suddenly, the woman grabs the hand I’ve managed to move up almost to my belly and back down to my side before she starts to caress my arm, then slowly moves over to my nipples.
FUCK! I cry out in my head, but only louder moans come out.
The woman’s breath hitches like I’m moaning in excitement.
Stupid fucking bitch! STOP!
Her hands pinch and pull against my nipple as she assaults my breasts with both hands. I feel my body react as I try to think of something else.
Murderous thoughts run through my head of how I’m going to kill this bitch if I get my strength back.
I need to open my eyes. Tears escape down the side of my face.
The woman leans down, licking my tears with a moan of her own.
“Mistress, I think she likes it,” the girl purrs.
She moves her mouth over my nipple, engulfing it.
Please. NO….
More tears escaped.
I try to think about my sister. Is this what Cindy went through? Oh God. Cindy! I hope she’s safe.
Doing everything I can to think of other things while the woman tries to get my body to react, attempting not to moan again. I don’t want them to think I like it, so I lie there and became more enraged. I concentrate on my hands and try to make a fist.
I hear Mistress’s heels move closer. “More, kiska .”
She replies, “Yes, Mistress.”
I peer open my eyes again, and this time, a blurry vision of a woman comes into view. She has long, brown hair.
The woman moves her hands down my stomach, cupping my private area. I try not to react. She leans down, placing a kiss on my lips before entering a finger.
I almost gasp but didn’t want to give her entrance to my mouth. Instead, I kept my muffles to myself, praying my body would not react to her touch.
She lifts her head only inches from me, but I don’t open my eyes. I’m using all my strength to push her out of my mind.
She whispers to me, “I won’t hurt you. Let me in. So, he won’t come.”
I don’t know what to do. Panicking, I open my eyes and see a small, topless, dainty woman above me. I could tell she used to be pretty, but she looks strung out now.
I blink a couple of times.
She moves in for another kiss, slipping two fingers in this time, and starts to motion them in and out.
I gasp.
She takes that cue and slips her tongue in slowly.
I gage feeling her tongue.
She withdraws slightly, making sure I don’t throw up, then takes my mouth with eagerness.
Oh God. I’m going to be sick. Don’t think. Close off my mind. FUCK!!
Her breasts rub against my side as she quickens her assault on me.
I cry out. This time, more than a moan comes out.
Mistress leans over at the head of the bed, tapping her shoulder. The girl moves up from my face, but her fingers keep entering me.
Crying, I beg for them to stop, and this time the words come out broken, “Pl…ea…se. Noo.”
Mistress leans down so her face is inches from mine. “If you don’t behave, myshka , I’ll send Ron in here to train you.”
I shake my head. NO. NO. NO.
I don’t say anything. Just lie there and let the tears flow down my face.
The girl moves, positioning herself between my legs, and increases her fingers, adding another one. I keep my eyes on Mistress and start to plot how I’m going to kill her.
The woman excitedly says, “Mistress, she’s very responsive.”
Mistress smiles down at me. “See. Behave, and it will all be over soon,” before looking at the girl and demanding, “More, kiska .”
I shake my head no but don’t say a word.
The girl starts to breathe heavily as if she’s getting herself off along with me. Her thumb swipes over my nub, and I feel my body contract as wetness forms between my legs.
Mistress is watching the girl now. “More. Make her purr, my kitty. I want to see how long until it wears off.”
“Yes, Mistress.” The girl lowers her body and replaces her fingers with her mouth, and my body jerks.
My body reacts to her, and I fight it as long as I can but fuck, I can’t stop it. Enraged, I try to lift my hand to hit her, but Mistress swats it away.
Little by little, I feel my body coming back to life with feeling. I try to lift my hand again, but this time, the girl grabs my hand and holds it.
“Little more,” Mistress purrs like she’s enjoying this just as much as the girl.
The girl slips a finger between my folds, then enters my ass.
I scream at the top of my lungs. “NO!!”
Mistress sees my body convulse again and laughs.
The girl moans as her mistress looks at her watch and snaps, “Enough.”
The girl stops immediately, sitting up between my legs. I lower my eyes to see her fully naked, wiping her mouth with a smile.
Mistress looks down at me with a sinister smirk. “Perfect. Next time, we’ll know how much to use.”
My eyes go wide as I look up at her. Shaking my head frantically, I say repeatedly, “No!”
Mistress waves her hand at the girl. “ Kiska , you may finish yourself off.”
The girl’s on her knees between my legs. I focus on her as she opens herself up and begins fingering herself furiously.
“Thank you, Mistress,” she moans, grabbing her breast. She looks down at me, and I gasp.
Her hair falls in front of her face, and she looks possessed as she fucks herself. The sweet, innocent girl has turned into a freak who is staring at my body as she gets off.
“Good little, kitty. Let me hear you purr,” Mistress says, folding her arms over her chest.
The girl starts franticly thrusting her fingers inside herself and crying out her climax.
Mistress cackles with amusement, suddenly snapping her fingers, and the girl’s face turns from orgasmic to terrified.
She snaps her fingers again.
Instantly, like night and day, the girl becomes that innocent little thing again, quickly moving off the bed. Placing her hands to her side, she bows her head, keeping her eyes on the ground. I turn my head to the other side of me, where I see a bald-headed man grab my arm before plunging a needle into me.
Oh God! Please. Somebody help me.
Before I can react, darkness consumes me again.