When one of his hands comes closer to me, I try to get far from it, but I only manage to turn my head to the side until he grabs my jaw and makes me look at him.
“Leave me the fuck alone!” I spit in his direction.
Literally.
That only makes him tighten his grip, almost crushing my jaw, making me groan with pain.
“This is the way you welcome your future husband, dear? I gave you everything you wanted, I satisfied your deepest desires, and this is how you treat me?” He growls, frowning deeper than he ever did, almost breaking a vein from his forehead.
When he sees that I don’t want to respond and I keep frowning at him, he pushes my head and gets up, going to his closet.
“Well, I wanted to give you pleasure. I didn’t want it to come to this with you, but you didn’t give me a choice,” he says and comes back with a syringe in his hand.
I start to fuss more while I am staring at the long, thick needle from the end of the syringe.
“Don’t kill me, please,” I say while the fear surrounds me more and more with every step he takes towards me.
The expression on his face accentuates the sensation even more, with how much fury I can read.
“Oh, but this,” he says, pointing at the object in his other hand, “won’t kill you. It will just let me play with you the way I want if you won’t let me.”
As if it should excite me more than death. I prefer the latter to having to resist whatever the psychopath in front of me wants to put me through.
I don’t want to give him satisfaction, so I start struggling to loosen the ropes around my wrists. This only makes him angrier. He pushes the duvet aside and grabs my calf. He sticks the syringe there, getting a painful scream from me.
An odd sensation starts to dominate me. I can’t feel anything. I’m not in control of my own body, and I can’t speak anymore. I can only move my eyes.
“Perfect. That’s better,” Marshall says while grinning.
His expression is scaring me even more, and I can feel my body sweating everywhere because of it. He gets over me and unties my hands and legs.
It frustrates me so much that I can’t move my leg to kick him in his fucking face. My mind struggles, but my body doesn’t wanna do any of the movements my brain cells are sending.
He picks me up from the bed like a potato sack and puts me on the armchair in the room. He traps my head in some device that I don’t see and can’t describe. I’m just feeling my head straight, but not where he is touching me.
He gets away from me, and I see how he quickly undresses, remaining completely naked, with nothing to cover his body.
Before, the image of him without a piece of clothing made my blood run faster through my veins, bringing wetness down there with it. But now, the only wetness is the one on my cheeks, and I want to squeeze together the legs he spreads up and puts on each arm of the couch.
“You’re gorgeous when you submit to me, baby,” he growls, going back to the closet. “But it will be even more beautiful to hear you scream my name while I slowly kill you," he says, coming back with another syringe in one hand and a short, but extremely sharp blade in the other.
You said you wouldn’t kill me, you son of a bitch!
I want to scream in his face. My brain doesn’t manage to analyse what is about to happen. He comes at me at a fast paceand gets his blade too close to my belly. He cuts me slowly, blood drops coming out of me and dripping slowly on my underwear.
But I can’t feel anything. Just as I am slowly losing my fucking mind!
“Perfect," he says while he’s licking his lips and looking at me with an expression that frightens me.
From all the existing feelings, I am seeing the satisfaction in his gloomy eyes while he is staring at the blood that is leaking from me.
He lets the objects drop and undresses my lingerie, which he crumples and brings closer to his nose, inhaling profoundly.
“Ahhh, your complete aroma,” he moans through the underwear, and I am starting to get really sick. “Only for me.”
It confuses me when he dresses me back in my underwear, but my eyes are about to pop when he pushes it aside and penetrates me with his cock.
I instantly wake up and sit upright.
