Hush.

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Hush.

Status: In Progress

Hush.

Book by: NonchalantNightmare

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Genre: Horror

Summary

Sold out by her friend, Amanda Green or Little Mouse as Mr.Handsome knows her as, finds herself in a dark, damp cellar in the middle of nowhere with nowhere to run. What comes next is unexpected, unwanted, and horrifying.

Warning: Will contain gore, extreme violence, and scenes that will make some readers very uncomfortable. Read at own risk.

Summary

Sold out by her friend, Amanda Green or Little Mouse as Mr.Handsome knows her as, finds herself in a dark, damp cellar in the middle of nowhere with nowhere to run. What comes next is unexpected, unwanted, and horrifying.

Warning: Will contain gore, extreme violence, and scenes that will make some readers very uncomfortable. Read at own risk.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Little Mouse.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 25, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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Her eyes opened to darkness, and the sound of flickering somewhere in the distance: dripping taps, and footsteps on cold, tiled flooring. Such could only be told by the way her bare feet were levitated only slightly from the ground. She was tied to something on the ceiling, she knew that much.
She could feel that much.
The lights flickered on with a buzz, and she was taken back by the gruesome surroundings around her.
White walls.
Tiled floors.
Bloody, desperate handprints scattered up the walls and splodges of what she could only assume was week old fesces on the floor. Vile.
This was not a nice place.
It was then that she was able to take in the face of what she assumed was her captor. Holy hell, he was handsome, and she was momentarily taken back by the beauty of the sadistic masterpeice before her.
Long, snow white hair fell down broad, bare shoulders, such only revealed when the plush kimino fell from them every so often with the turning of his frame to adjust some dials and cogs on the wall next to him.
His skin was albino, and his eyes were a violent red; a colour that struck intimidation into my smaller frame. Intimidation, and something she couldn't quite put her finger on.
"Now then.." His words reached her ears, sending shivers down her spine. It was only then that she realized she was only half clothed. A tank top and panties: cold air forcing her nipples to press up against the fabric of the shirt. "Shall we begin, little mouse?"
Of course, her guts clenched at the mere thought of what this beautiful monster was about to do to her.
Simple brown hues looked about the room in a drowsy panic, still not quite sure if this was a dream, or whether she was still coming down from the high back in her apartment with her friend, Jessica.
"Oh no.." Chuckled the man, taking a step closer, and grasping her shirt: bunching the thing up to reveal her taut stomach. "Little Jessica did well in obtaining you, little mouse. Quite the pretty thing. Yes, I shall have my fun with you.."
Oh fuck. She'd been sold? Was this some sort of black market auctioneer? She was in trouble. Oh fuck, oh fuck. Maybe if she screamed..
It was as if he could hear her very thoughts, because just moments after such thoughts had entered her head, a large hand covered her mouth, closing over her nose and cutting off her breathing.
Naturally, she kicked and squirmed, struggling against the muffling. "If you play nicely and be a good little mouse, I might  just let you live." He murmured, a coy grin upon his chiselled features. She was already beginning to think this mane wasn't quite sane.
The way he smiled at her like that..
He was enjoying this.
Enjoying her.
Shit.
How was she going to get out of this mess?
Fuck you, Jessica. Fuck you.


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