Short Story - Victim

DamoBrad

Hi all.. this is my attempt at a short story, the material within is not to everyone's taste and please don't use my work as a way of thinkin i'm twisted or such.. i'm only smilin cos nobody's found the bodies yet lol

:eek: :eek: anyways.. WARNING!! :eek: :eek:
the storyline is a bit harsh so be forewarned..

Its still a work in process..

Victim
by
DAmonBRadleY

Alone.. Helpless.. Disorientated..
Nothings right. Nothing is all I have now. Darkness envelops my viewpoint. I am so scared...
So cold and so hungry. A new taste has found me. A taste of fear and disgust. A bad taste of things I hate. More importantly, of things I never deemed possible...
My tears have run dry. Why has this happened to me? What have I done to deserve this? A piece of me dies. A piece I had neglected. A piece that we all abuse each day. This piece was ...life.


As i sit here in the hallow darkness, my ill-gotten cell, my home. Small, but still home. I am so scared...
Light penetrates the darkness. Slashed and slithered. It is my only source of comfort. A comfort of knowing that one day...I will be free...unbound...liberated.
...days seem so endless. I don't even know what day it is. Seems pointless even considering.

Why me? I don't deserve this...I’m tired. I’m weak...I think I’m slowly dying
Why should I care, they don’t! They laugh, they all laugh. What the **** is going on...why am I here...why me? I want to die..
Bad things happen in here...bad things happen to me... they all do bad things to me...I want my mommy...
Better make myself at home. I am here to stay... forgotten. A play thing for the damned and mediocre...sleep.




I awoke to see two figures standing before me. They Tortured and scoffed at me. What the hell did I do to deserve all of this?
They slashed my eyes, and burned my legs. The pain thrashed heavily throughout my body. I cried, but my tears ran dry. The ropes burnt even more this time. Why does it always hurt this much...
I don’t know anymore...i can't remember how long I've been here.. i can't remember how long its been happening.. I don’t care anymore...I want to die.
I begged them to let me die...But they wouldn’t...they just hurt me more. They beat and kicked me. Then raped me over and over again...
One of them kicked my privates...then burned it with a cigarette. Another bit my ear while he groped me from behind.
My eyes hurt so so much. Being punched and kicked like a unwanted toy. My vision has gotten worse. All i see now are blurred vision, sometimes it hurts so much to look. Constantly my vision is getting darker and darker till all i see are silhouettes moving swiftly.
Tightening the straps to my wrists . I can't move. My eyes are burning against my eyelids. I can't breath this stale air anymore...its killing me. I hate this place, I want to die. With my eyes stinging and closed really tight.. i try to block it all out . Every time its the same. Slowly it all drifts away.



I come to, my eyes still burning. I struggle to open and see.. The air stings.. Have they blocked up my slithers of comfort light..I cannot see anything.. Rubbing my eyes, i try again.. I still can't see. Why? Am i blind?
Why do this to me, why take away my sight.....wait.
Someone else is in the room. I can hear them breathing heavily.
Maybe it’s another like me. Another tortured soul for the animals.. Now there are two of us. Why do they need two of us?
I try to speak, but all I can manage is a few measly grunts and groans. I realise there's a strap across my mouth stops me from speaking.
Someone is coming.. That person is coming over to me. The strap opens across my mouth.

” Its ok hunny...i know that tastes horrible...let me help you...

But wait, I know that smell. I know that stench...oh my God.
He punches me in the face and blood fills my mouth. I hang my head... I am so weak..
I hear a zip open...please God no.. What now.. I cannot take much more of this.He grabs me by the hair and shoves something into my mouth. It tastes so vile...I want to cry but can't, my eyes still burn.
He slaps my face and shouts orders at me...

”Suck it bitch...I want to come in you’re mouth...harder suck it harder..."

I obey...not like I have a choice. He thrashes it about in my mouth. Then pulls it out. A disgusting hot liquid spews all over my face. I feel like vomiting, but cannot...I have not eaten for days. I choke upon the dry air.
He leaves...I hear a door slam, a clink of a lock bolting shut. What do i do now, what can i do. Nothing.. Perched upon my knees, i rest my back against a grimy sticky wet wall. Resting my head. How long i stay there listening to the sounds in my ears i cannot say.. I'm so weak.. I need to sleep.


I am awoken with a slap to the face. The sting seems so timid compared to the other tortures I have been put through.
Something is put over my head, tight and claustrophobic ...its a mask. They tie the back of it tightly and unzip the mouth so that I can breath. They unstrap my hands and legs, then throw me to the floor. Kicks and stamps pound all over my tiny body. A mind numbing pain erupts in my elbow. I can't bend it. I think that my arm is broken.. I try to tell them to stop, but don't get a chance. The air is kicked from my lungs. even if i did cry for help would it matter, they don’t care.
Something cold is snapped onto each wrist, the pain in my arm is so bad, I am raised up off the floor. My arm swing wildly in the air, i try to scream.. why bother.

They place me onto something large and cold. I think it is made of steel or something.
My hands are locked onto each side and my feet are raised and clamped into something overhead. It hurts my sides being in this position...what’s going on.
They begin laughing and start whipping me. They tear off all my clothes and whip me again whilst I am naked.
Someone grabs my hips and enters me.. As he grunts and groans the pain in my hips become unbearable. I try to scream to relieve tension, but they zip up the mouth section on my mask. It goes on for what seems like forever. They swap raping me for beating me, raping...beating...
Some like it normally, others like it anally. . Why do they do this?
Eventually it all stops, and they leave me strapped up. The pain and anguish plays havoc with my mind.
What’s right, what’s wrong? What is going to happen next...how long before it all stops... How much do i have to endure.. before i crack and then how long before I accept this...I think I will break.



I hope that someday I will get free. I will get away. Never to be seen again.
They are tearing me apart...all of them...TEARING ME APART!
Trying to forget...cannot ...will not.... Never...I cannot get away from what staring me plain in the face...
I have got to get out...got to get away.
Oh no. They are back...leave me alone...get you’re filthy hands off me.... Please God No.

As time progresses i constantly endure a barrage of beatings, name calling, orders, raped over and over.. made perform disgusting sexual acts.. its all becoming too much for me.. its all too much..

Time has become unnoticed now.. id don't remember how long its been since i could see.. or eaten proper food.. i now know to accept all the abuse and orders.. its less painful if i jus do what they say.. they seem to hurt me less.. my head is so sore.. constantly i feel my head getting lighter and lighter.. nothings right or wrong anymore.. everything is just as it is..

they call me their angel now.. i have to keep doing things for them.. why do i think its ok? i know its wrong.. why must they play these twisted head games.. is this my new family.. is this my new life..

feels so hard to try and think properly.. of life and basically anything.. i can't remember things i liked.. my thoughts are so so blank now.. i jus sit in the dark and wait..

wait for them.. "to teach me my lessons" as they refer to it.. i try not to submit to their torture.. but its so so hard.. am i wrong? I'm starting to believe that i do deserve this.. do i?

Time passes.. feel hungry.. feel thirsty.. head hurts.. arm hurts.. don't know anything anymore.. don't understand anything.. what is life about.. is this a dream.. when will i wake up..

As the voices surround me i hear one of them say that if I wasn’t such a slut that they wouldn’t have to do this to me.... I have to be a good girl...
They said that every time they beat me, its because I need to be taught a lesson...and if I’m a good girl...I’ll get a surprise...

One of them told me that he was my new Daddy...he said that I am a good girl for him...he said that I bleed the most for him because I love him the most...
He says nice things to me...he does nice things to me...he does not beat me like the others do. He taught me lessons today also...all day...
Daddy says it time to sleep... he says when its time to eat.. he talks to me.. he washed my face with really hot water, it burned but he said it was for my own good.. he says its how things are to be..

i believe daddy.. he says he loves me.. i love him..


When Daddy plays with me he says that I was such a good girl for him. I like my new Daddy...he is nice.
He got me a present, a new mask. . It hurts but Daddy said it should. It has got things that poke into my eyes. Daddy said that I look pretty with it on...
He bought me a dress, i can't see it but he says I'm beautiful in it.. he says I'm his princess.. i like to play with daddy.. we have the most fun..

I'm awoken by the clank of the bolt opening on my door.
"hi princess.. its Daddy.. i brought you something.."

My Daddy bought a new toy for us also...its called a naughty stick...he tested it out on my ...I liked it...I want more...it s nice. It hurts inside me but Daddy said it has to.
I have to be a good girl for Daddy...Daddy loves me.. and, I love Daddy.

Daddy’s friends are here now...They all come to play with me and Daddy...They are nice too.

Daddy hurt my neck...he must love me...
My neck feels cold...Daddy climbs onto me again...
I can feel the wind in my neck...Daddy puts the naughty stick inside me...
My neck is all wet, something cold slides across it slowly...
I cannot smell Daddy anymore...

A buzzing silence rings in my ears...
I cannot hear Daddy anymore...
Everything has gone quiet...I feel so weak..
I feel so light ... getting so tired..
Where is daddy?
The buzzing has stopped...hard to breathe, feels like I'm suffocating but i feel overwhelming calm.. A voice softly whisper in my head.. A soft gentle voice..
it says "You can sleep now child.. you're safe now.."

The end..

DanOB

dude, that actually brought a tear to my eye... and my throat went dry... great work of art m8, really gets to you...

Gillie

I'm ready to kill someone after reading that.
Very powerful. Good work

DamoBrad

geez thankx guys.. i wrote that story quite a while back and as usual i was constantly changin sections.. i hated writing it.. but it was the hate that drove me to write it..

but thankx again..

smcgiff

Hi Damo,

You can certainly write. However, I took your advice and stopped reading after it got hairy (which didn't take long). But before then it was clear you’d a style and a great command of the language. Let me know if you write something on a less harrowing topic ( I need to sleep nights! ).

Cheers