Things You Can't Say

When I woke up, my head felt like it was torn in half. My arms and legs were so numb. It took me a few moments to figure out what it was. Someone had tied my ankles and wrists together with something. Maybe it was just string. Maybe it was a wire. But I wouldn’t be able to tell right now. As they were both behind me. There was a thick layer of duct tape around my mouth. Despite how hard I tried to get it off, I couldn’t. Not even my own tongue could push it off. Which was something that I had remembered hearing about in some kind of book.

Can’t remember what kind.

Either way, I found myself in a horrible predicament. Of which, I wasn’t entirely certain that I would be able to get out of. My heart pounded hard in my chest as I lay on a hard floor. Opening my eyes, I noticed that the room was dark. It was also freezing cold, and I realized that my clothes were gone. So, not only was I tied up in a dark room that was cold. I was completely naked. My mind raced as I tried to think of what had happened up to this point in time. The last thing I remember was walking down an alleyway looking for a trash can to search through. As I hadn’t eaten in a couple of days and was hoping to find something to eat. Even if it was partially eaten itself. Then I vaguely remember hearing footsteps behind me before…was I hit? That memory is just not there. That made my heart pound hard in my chest. Is this the place that I was going to die? In some random dark room. Naked and freezing?

Just why did someone bring me here? Who in the world would do this to me? I couldn’t keep my thoughts straight while I lay there. Unable to move or try to. All I could think of was wanting to go back to my box. Maybe…maybe I will wake up back in my box. Biting my tongue as I sat there, I hoped the pain would wake me up. But it didn’t. All I did was just hurt my tongue. So, I gave up trying to get myself free or anything else. All I could do was lay there and wait. Praying that whatever was going to happen next wasn’t going to be too painful. Shutting my eyes as I laid there. Hoping that maybe I wouldn’t be awake for what was to come next. Doing my best not to shudder when I hear footsteps coming towards where I’m at. Shutting my eyes tighter as I felt a tear roll down my cheek. A ‘weakness’ that I berated myself for. Letting this…this monster see me cry was something that I shouldn’t allow myself to do. The sound of a door being opened reached me before this odd smell of sweat and something I couldn’t place. Nor did I want to. It was one that I hadn’t ever encountered in my life. My nose wrinkled as I heard the light switch flipping in front of where I was laying on the ground. For a second, I didn’t open my eyes as the floor creaked under this person.

My heart started pounding so hard that I swore I could hear it in my ears. A hand touched my cheek, and I opened my eyes. Surprised to see the person in front of me. A rather tall man that looked to be quite stocky. He was wearing tan cargo shorts with some weird t-shirt that had written on it. Something that looked like it really faded. For a moment I was disturbed by how much I was focused on this. Ignoring those thoughts, I stared up at him as he kneeled near me. Petting my cheek in the weirdest way that I hadn’t expected. It wasn’t soothing it was just…just freaky. He smelled so bad, and I did my best not to wrinkle my nose at this. Unable to do much else aside from staring at him wide-eyed. In a low voice, he chuckled,”Aww, poor little kitten. You’re probably so scared huh?”

“Probably thinking that I’m going to kill you. Right?”,he questioned. His tone of voice was really grating on my nerves. Like he thought doing whatever he did to me was some kind of huge game. And that me being afraid of dying was hilarious. Gently, he petted my cheek with one hand. Then my stomach with the other. Trying to soothe me in this strange sort of way. Oddly enough, it was kind of working. And I found my breathing evening out as my heart rate slowed. Why the Hell was he doing this to me for? I didn’t know how to voice my feelings as I lay there. Looking into his eyes he kept petting me for a bit longer. Then just let his hands rest on me. Quietly, he muttered,”Nah. That would be such a waste in my opinion.”

“I always wanted a pet of my own. Mama never let me have one when I was younger.”,he sighed. Like I cared about that. And by the way he was acting, I’m guessing she had a good reason to keep animals from him. His whole attitude terrified me. Along with the whole fact that he kidnapped me from the alleyway that I was trying to live in. At least stay in for the night. Rubbing my stomach again, he moved his hand from my cheek to my hair. Running his gross fingers through my tresses as he sighed. Like he was thoroughly enjoying the feel of my hair in ways that disgusted me. Making my stomach churn as I glared up at him. He added,”But now that she’s passed…I can finally get myself one.”

It disgusted me when he said this. That didn’t mean he had to come up behind me and…and…God, did he hit me or something? My head wasn’t throbbing so maybe he hadn’t hit me. But that doesn’t matter. The fact that he kidnapped me alone is enough to make me despise him. I glared at him as he kept petting me. Acting like I was less of a being than I really was. I couldn’t bring myself to stand it as I glared up at him. Why the Hell was petting me like this for? And just what the Hell was he going to do next? I didn’t deserve to be treated like this! Quietly, he cooed,”Oh, don’t be so nasty. You’re going to love living here with me.”

“Master is going to treat you like the pretty little princess you are.”,he added. His tone thoroughly disgusted me. It was one of the most disgusting things that I had ever heard in my life. I never could picture someone so disgusting at all. Who in Hell did he think he was? And just why did he think this was okay to do to me? There was no way in Hell that I would call him ‘Master’. Or even allow him to ‘treat me like a princess’. Like I would even want to be treated like that by him. Hell, I would rather not be treated like that by any other man at all. Why the Hell did he even think that I would just go along with it as well? It was difficult for me to understand as I lay there. Frowning deeply, I tried to think of what I should be saying to this creep.

Whether or not it was wise to do that or not. And the idea of having to speak to him made me sicker to my stomach. This guy was disgusting in more than one sense. And I absolutely hate it. Doing my best to pull away from him, I grunted. My hands and feet felt like they were numb. The wire dug into me in ways that really were hurting my skin. I was slightly afraid that there would be cuts in my skin. In a soft grumble, he stated,”You’re so soft and cute…you need me.”

“You need my protection, Princess.”,he added. In a voice that filled me with more disgust than before. Glaring up at him, I wished that I could kick him. Do anything that would get him the Hell off me. He continued,”Whether you believe me or not.”

It was something that I had doubts about. And I was grateful that I had tape over my mouth to keep myself from laughing. Or cursing him out as I know that I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from doing so. A few seconds later, he gets to his feet again. Walking over to the other side of this room. Which I’m starting to think might be a basement. As it has the feel of one. He searched through a large bookshelf that he had several boxes on. When he came back with one, I didn’t understand what he was doing. Just what is in that box? What were in those other boxes? Quietly, I watched him pull out several items from the box he got. And my heart dropped into my stomach. There were weird mittens that looked like cat paws and some weird looking restraints. Along with a tail that had a metallic thing at the end of it. It was something that I hadn’t seen before.

I didn’t really want to know what it was. But I had a feeling that I was going to find out despite how much I didn’t want to. Freezing as he pulled out cat ears that matched it in color. A light ginger color. All of which he set down on the floor in front of me. Along with a small bottle of lube. Smirking, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a capped needle with some weird liquid inside. I didn’t dare struggle as I lay there watching him pull the cap off the needle. Sticking it into my upper arm and injecting me with it. Of course, the injection didn’t immediately kick in. In fact, I can’t be certain how long it took for whatever it was to kick in but when it did. I was so tired. Soon as he realized that I wasn’t going to be able to fight back, he undid my wrists and ankles. He quickly wrapped my hands in those weird mittens. Locking them to be sure that I couldn’t get them off easily. My head was swimming as he started locking my legs in those weird things from earlier. They made it impossible for me to straighten them. A second later, he uncapped the lube and started spreading it on the strange metal object. What he did next made me scream despite the drugs that were in my system. That…that monster put that lube inside of my asshole and started shoving the metal plug inside.

It hurt a lot.

My hands clasped and unclasped inside the mittens. And I couldn’t stop screaming as he pushed the thing inside me. Keeping that weird ginger tail in place. He then put the ears on my head. Braiding my hair to make sure that it wouldn’t fall off. Gently petting the side of my face until I calmed down. Or what he will perceive as calming down. My eyelids were just too difficult to keep open anymore. Unable to even try struggling as I slowly slipped into unwanted unconsciousness. Quietly praying to myself that this was just some horrible nightmare. That I would wake up in the alleyway like I always do and not have to worry about some freak with a fetish.