Filth – Part 5 – Chloe

Filth – part 1 – Chloe
Filth – Part 2 – John
Filth – Part 3 – John
Filth – Part 4 – Chloe

Dim lights. Distorted noises. White.

Where am I?

His voice.

What happened?

Whispering to my ear. White again. More noises.
“Wake up….” (more white) “…perfect…” (what is he saying?) “…deserve….” (it doesn’t make any sense!) “…kill you…”

Everything is crystal clear now. I am in my bed. Almost naked, wearing only my underwear. I feel adrenaline rushing through my veins, I can feel my heartbeat getting faster and faster. I’m opening my eyes now, he is kneeling on top off me his face is next to mine. He is dressed up. I can see him smiling, his eyes flashing. I can see something in his eyes, something horrible. I can’t put my finger on it but it makes me petrified. I want to shove him off of me, but I can’t move my arms. Fuck! I’m tied down! Oh God, this is gonna be the end of me! Fuck, fuck, fuck! I try to get my hands out but the rope he used is only getting tighter as I’m trying to free myself. I’m screaming now, but I can’t hear my own voice. There is something in my mouth. God no! Please! I am gagged. I can feel tears running down on my face, I crying like a baby. I am terrified.

Now he moves, he’s sitting up. His weight pins me down. He puts his hand in my panties then pulls it out. (What is he doing? God… Is he checking…?) He puts his fingers in his mouth and starts grinning.

Good girl – he says and licks his fingers clean.

He continues to speak, but I can’t hear him. Why am I wet? I’m crying so bad I barely can breathe. I hate him, how can I be wet? Then all of a sudden he slaps me.

Pay attention when I’m talking to you, bitch!

My eyes are wide open, no more tears and I’m more scared than before. I know I’ll die here. He puts his hand on my throat again, grips it tight. I can see he’s reaching for something with his other hand. Light shines on the blade he’s pulling out under the blanket. He lets me breathe now. Fresh air is filling my lungs, but it doesn’t last long. He tightens his grip again and I can feel the cold blade on my ribs. He gently runs the knife all over my body, discovering every part of it. Light and noises are beginning to dim once again and I’m thinking it’s not a bad way to go, at least I won’t feel any…

PAIN!

Another big amount of adrenaline rushes through my veins and even though he still holds me down and I still can’t breathe, everything gets clear again for a while. It’s enough to me to grasp what’s happening. As I look down on myself, I can see red. A lot of red. Oh God! I want to scream! That fucking bastard CUT ME!

I can feel my blood throbbing in my ears . I know I’m gonna pass out within seconds, only the pain keeps me awake. The pain and.. that feeling… between my legs. Hot. Wet. I want him to fuck me, I want him to put his cock inside me. I want him to rape me. I can feel my pelvic muscles contracting as I’m having another orgasm and then everything turns black once again.