Cyborgs and witches and gore. Oh my!

You managed to stutter out an explanation of your situation, tripping over your words the whole time between the built up stress and the drink. When you'd got your story across the lady cooed at you.

"Awww you poor thing. Come on, come with me, lets find somewhere to sit and we'll get this all sorted out, ok? No need to worry, I'll look after you now."

You nodded as she took your hand in hers and led you along, bringing you into a small deserted bar and sitting you down at a table.

"I think you might not be in the best place to sort this out yourself, okay honey? Why don't you hand me your phone and I'll see if i can't get in contact with one of your friends and then they can come and get you and we can make sure you get home safe and sound. Does that sound good?"

"Uh ah y-yeah, thank you." You hand over your phone to her and give her the pin, trusting her to handle everything, and you slumped across the table. After a couple minutes, you looked up again to her still tapping away on your phone, and excused yourself to the bathroom. When you came back to the table your phone was gone, but before you had time to question her she had pushed a newly acquired drink into your hand.

"I think you need a little something more in you, to perk you up a little bit. My treat." Her smile was so wide.

"Oh, yeah, thank you. Uhm, wheres my, ah. What did you do with my phone by the way?"

"Oh don't worry about a thing, I talked to your friends and it's all going to be ok, but I think it's maybe best if I hold onto your phone for now, you don't want to accidentally lose or break it while your like this, do you? Now drink up, once your done we can go meet with your friends again, ok cutie?"

"Yeah, uhm, ok I guess that makes sense yeah. Thanks." You take the drink in your hand. It is odd that she got you more alcohol rather than water, but she's been so good to you you don't want to question her. You stare down into the glass for a moment, noting a slight foaming around the rim of the drink. You look up back at her, staring into you so intently with the widest smile on her face, and before you can try to question anything she speaks up again.

"Come on, indulge me, please. You're just so cute, and you've been such a sweetie tonight, let me share one little drink with you. I don't get out so much these days and it's so nice to meet such a lovely younger lady like yourself." She clinks her glass against yours. "Cheers! Come on, don't make me drink by myself. Drink up!"

You're still intoxicated, and any concerns or worries wash away in a want to please her, so you take the glass and drink from it. She giggles, clearly satisfied with your acquiescence.

"Good girl."

You spend a few more minutes at the bar, your friends and your phone forgetten, idling away with her, as she encourages you to drink your glass. Once you're finished, she stands, taking your hand and helping you out your chair and towards the door. You feel so much drunker again already, you're stumbling as you step outside and without her support you'd likely fall, but she holds you up, even as the world starts spinning, and leads you through the streets. It's hard to focus on where you're going, where she's taking you or where you're meant to be going, you just trust that she will take you where you need to be. You're only aware of when you stop, and she's opening a car door for you, ushering you into the back seat.

"W-wait, aren't I uhm. Weren't we going to find my friends?"

"No, no darling. Don't worry, I'm taking you back to your home. Come on, get in, I'm going to get you home safe and sound, ok? Your friends told me to drive you back."

"Oh, oh right ok, yeah ok that makes sense I guess." It doesn't really make sense to you, but you trust her, and at this point your head feels too clouded to mount any resistance, so you just let her place you in the back seat. You're faintly aware you never gave her an address, and that you haven't seen your phone or anything from your friends at all, but its so hard to stay focussed on those concerns right now. The car sets off and your vision is blurry, you can't really see exactly where she's driving you. When you glance into the rearview mirror all you can see is her staring at you intently, although she gives you a soft smile everytime she notices you looking, which is hard not to return.

"You seem tired my darling, why don't you try and take a little nap. I'll wake you when we get there."

All you're capable of is a weak nod. She is right, you're incredible exhausted now, your whole body aches and you can barely stay conscious, so you give in, and fall asleep.

When you come to it's unclear how much time has passed. It should only be a short drive back home, so if you're not there yet you must not have been out long, but when you look out the window all around you is forest, shrouded in pitch black night.

"Hey, uhm, where are we? I don't think this is the way back to mine?"

"Hmm? No honey we're not going to your house, remember? I'm sorry but it wasn't right to leave you alone in that state, so we agreed you'd stay with me for the night so I could keep an eye on you, remember? We're almost here now." You don't remember agreeing to that, but you suppose you're pretty disoriented right now, so maybe you did, you must've done and it just slipped your mind. In the back of your mind concern is starting to build, but its numbed by the haze clouding your brain. Before you can ask her anything else the car slows to a stop outside a lone isolated house.

"Aha, home sweet home. Come on." She lets herself out before coming round to the side door, she unbuckles your seat belt for you and takes you by the hand, helping you stand and leading you to the front door. She pulls you inside and upstairs into her bedroom, and gestures to the bed.

"Sit." You do. "Good girl."

You still feel hazy and disoriented, but you feel like you're coming back to yourself more now. You look up at her and faintly recognise a predatory glint in her eye, the look of a hunter that has its helpless prey cornered. As your lying on her bed she clambers on top of you, and before you can react shes holding you beneath her and has her lips pressed against yours. Her tongue forces its way past your lips and into your mouth. She holds the kiss for a long moment before pulling away, looking down at you, breathing heavily.

"Ah, I-I'm sorry Miss, I'm really not comfortable...doing anything like that. Look I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong signals but I don't want this, I just need to get to sleep and get home. Ah, fuck, I'm sorry, i can grab an Uber home if you don't want me here now? Can you just. Can you just let me out, and I can go?"

Her grin only widens at your pathetic stammered attempt to talk your way out of this. You try to pull out of her grip, to get off the bed, but she tightens her grasp on you, and in your weakened state you're completely unable to pull her off, as she giggles at you squirming under her.

"Oh no honey, I'm afraid I'm not taking no for an answer. I've had my eye on you for a little while now, just waiting to have a chance like this. You're not getting away from me that easily." Fear starts to course through you at that. "Aww so cute baby, have you finally realised what's going on, what a dumb little thing you've been all night? It really was so so cute, I can't thank you enough, you're so adorable for me darling, and you handed me such a perfect oppurtunity to make you mine." Your squriming turns to thrashing, desperate to push her off of you, to get out of here, but she holds you firm, waiting for you to run out of strength. When your fight starts to weaken, she lifts up one arm and hits you in the face, hard. The smack causes you to gasp, and immediatly she's pressed on top of you again, forcing her tongue into your mouth as you try to push her off, to no avail.

When she breaks the kiss again, she sits back up, still on top of you pinning you beneath her body. Still, you try to bolt, try to push her off of you and run for the door, but at the first movement against her she smacks you across the face again, and then before you can react her other hand shoots up to your throat, her fingers pressing into your neck as she holds you down.

"You will do what you're told. I'm trying to be nice to you here, I don't want to have to be too hard on you for our first time, I want to make this special for you baby. But don't think that I won't keep you in line. If you keep trying to fight it, if you keep trying to get away from it, I will break you. Disobedience means punishment. Obediende means rewards. Let it happen, let me use you like you're meant to be used and I won't hurt you more than I need to. Do you understand?"

You can't stop the flow of tears now, and you burst into sobs.

"Please, please don't do this to me I'm sorry I don't want to be raped please don't rape me please don't hurt me, I'm sorry I'm sorry, please just let me go please, I promise I won't tell anyone if you just let me go, I just want to go home, I'm sorry please just let me go home" The fingers wrapped around your throat press in harder, as her other hand joins it in throttling you.

"If I want to fuck you I'm going to fuck you darling. You were meant to be used by me, you were meant to be owned by me. I will do whatever I like to you, you don't get to tell me what I do with my property. Now, I asked you a question. Do you understand me?"

All you can manage is a nod inbetween sobs.

"Good girl." She releases your neck, and her hands go to her pants, as she pulls out her already hard cock. The fear of what is inevitably about to happen to you is all consuming. Her hands go to your skirt, tearing it and your panties off. She takes a moment to caress your hole, before pushing your legs up, and lining the head of her cock up with your ass.

"P-Please. Please don't. Don't rape me I'm sorry anything else please don't rape me." She tuts, as she has her cock pressed against your asshole. She leans over you, and gently whispers into your ear.

"If it helps, don't think of it as such a nasty thing as 'rape'. This doesn't have to be rape baby, I'm just making love to you, ok?" She shoves her cock into you with a grunt. The pain of her entering you is overwhelming.

"Mmmff, god, you're such a perfect little fleshlight for me, fuck you're so tight." She pushes her length further into you, before starting to pound in and out of your hole, slowly at first but getting faster with each painful thrust. Through the intensity you screw your eyes shut and try to imagine you are anywhere else but here. She ruts into you, like an animal in heat, using you like a toy, no regard for your pleasure or wellbeing, just using you to get herself off.

You don't know how long she's using you for, but eventually she seems to reach a crescendo of pleasure, her rutting subsides and she bottoms out in your ass, gasping and moaning and grunting, before filling your hole with her cum. As she does she tangles a hand in your hair and pulls your head up, forcing you into another kiss as she fills you. When shes finished she lets you go, and pulls her cock from your ass. You fall back into the bed, exhausted and horrified by the violation you've endured. She moves forward towards you, grabbing your hair again and pulling your head back up, pulling it in close to her half flaccid cock.

"Kiss it."

You try to pull free, thrashing your head side to side, but its futile, her grip is far too strong and you are far too weak. She raises her hand and hits you in the face again, killing all resistance.

"Kiss it." You want to cry or scream, but you have no other choice but to give in. You lean in and kiss her cock.

"Properly. Do as you're told pet. Kiss it with love." You feel sick. Why does she need to degrade you like this, take your dignity from you when she's already violated so much. You dare to glance up at her and meet her iron glare for just a moment before you give in. You make out with the cock that had just violated you, kissing it until she pulls your head away. "Good girl." Her words turn your stomach.

"Are you going to. Can I go home? Please let me go back home, I promise I won't tell anyone just please let me go home." She laughs at you, cruel and sharp.

"Awww, you stupid little thing. I told you, you're mine. I'm keeping you, you aren't ever going to leave her darling. You're going to be mine forever and ever. Don't worry, sooner or later I'll break you, and then you won't even want to leave, you'll understand your real place is here with me, ok baby?"

The overwhelming dread from her words takes only a moment to set in. You can't live like this you can't stay with her you have to get out of here. The panic spreading through your body grants you a second wind, and after only a moment, you jump to your feet, and scramble to run out the door. You make it halfway across the room before she pounces on top of you, making you crash down to the floor with her pinning you down beneath her.

"You dumb little whore. And you were doing so good too. I was going to let you sleep in the bed with me tonight since you managed to behave yourself for me, but I suppose I was overconfident in your understanding of the futility of your situation." She stands, pulling you up with her. You try to make some fight against her but she punches you in the gut, knocking any air and fight from you in a moment. Before you can gather yourself together shes pulling you out of her room, downstairs, through a door and down another set of stairs into a basement. The place seems prepared for an occupent. Theres already laid out a dog cage, a set of bowls, and attatched to a radiator a chain connected to a cuff. She shoves you onto the floor, taking the cuff and closing it around your ankle before locking it. You think better of any attempt at resistance, allowing her to restrain you. It's not as if you could stop her. She stands back up, towering over you.

"You'll stay down here tonight, sleeping on the concrete until you can learn to behave yourself like the good little pet you're going to be. When you can do what you're told you can have a bed." She starts walking away, back up the stairs, turning to you again once shes at the door. "Goodnight pet, sleep well, I've a lot planned for you tomorrow. I love you my darling, my sweet little toy."