LORI'S NIGHTMARE

Chapter Four: The Demon Seed



His tongue lavished the side of her cheek, moving down her neck. She felted his blades starting to cut into her arm they were pressed against if she struggled or moved it. She tried to move away but they just dug in deeper, lightly piercing the skin. She was trapped once again. He moved back from her neck looking her in eye. She noticed once again they were full of lust.

“Why don’t you kill me? You have killed everyone else I loved, why not me?”

He chuckled, moving his blades quickly, flicking them near her face. “Oh, I will kill you bitch. But, right now I think I am enjoying my new toy.”

He fanned his blades along her jaw, through her hair, then his index blade moved across her collar bone, tracing a line down the valley of her breast, going lower, lower….

She whimpered and her body shivered as the blade stopped at the hem of her skirt, then move inward between her thighs, the dull side moving up, the cold metal lightly pressed again the flesh of her core.

“You know what bitch,” he said as he slowly slid the blade between her nether lips, pulling it back out from under her skirt up to her face. He flexed his finger in the air, presenting the blade to her. It glistened with tiny drops of moisture.

Her body had betrayed her…

“I think you enjoy it too,” he chuckled, forcing her to watch as he licked the wetness from his blade, his face just inches again from her own.

She closed her eyes, not wanting to witness anymore as she felt him move in closer, his breath hot on her face. “Let’s see if you will scream my name this time.”

With that she felt his lips trace hers, his tongue pushing past her lips into her mouth. In the background “Sweet Dreams,” began again, on repeat, over and over. As he invaded her mouth, she actually tasted herself on him, making her think she would gag, but it had another effect. It actually made her nipples harden, to the point of almost strain against the fabric of her shirt. She tried to bite into the tongue that now invaded her mouth, but it seemed to swell, engulfing her throat. She felt like she was suffocating…..

He moved out of her mouth leaving her gasping, trying to catch her breath. Her breaths then stopped as she felt his scarred hand move and grasp her left breast, squeezing tightly. Already bruised and stitched, this sent a wave of blinding pain throughout her body, causing her to cry out. “Stop! Please Stop!”

Ignoring her pleas, he continue to cup and squeeze her, his bladed hand moving over to her right breast and squeezing, making the blades slide lightly over her shoulder close to digging into her flesh. She was pinned, for if she moved now the blades would bury themselves into her chest. He pinched the left nipple between his fingers, making sparks fly through her.

“Looks like I was wrong. You Love this…”

She whimpered, closing her eyes and turning her head away from the onslaught of sensation.

How could she be so weak? How could her body absolutely betray her to give this demon what he wanted? One thing was for certain; even though her body had failed her, her mind would not. She would not give in.

She would NOT scream his name……

“We will see about that,” he sneered, invading her mind to her thoughts. Now he had a challenge. He already knew he had her body, for the way she reacted to him so quickly even in pain sealed that fate. Now he wanted her soul. He would have it anyway when he finally killed her, but he wanted to fully take her, make her completely his whore.

“Freddy’s Whore,” he actually said aloud, right by her neck. He sunk his teeth into the side of her neck, sucking on the sweet soft flesh. The bite mark was very visible, with little blood drops forming around the deeper parts of the blood bruise now coming to the surface.

Lori had never wanted a hickey from Will for she thought they looked hideous. She thought now of what her neck looked like for the pain had made tears come to her eyes. He licked away the drops, tasting the sweet saltiness and sighing deeply.

“No more!” she screamed out and actually grabbed his gloved hand with both her own, trying to push it away. He ripped his arm away and grasped her neck with his left hand, choking off her airflow. His gloved hand raked her shoulder, tearing into the fabric and cutting into the skin. Blood trickled freely from the four cuts that now glistened in the dim light of the boiler room. Wailing from the new pain, she went limp under his grasp, trying to let unconsciousness take over from lack of oxygen.

“Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. You won’t get away that easily little piggy. Although if you try that again, I may take the whole arm.”

He slightly released his grip, allowing air to fill her gasping lungs. She took in ragged breaths, trying to get as much oxygen as possible. A moment’s reprieve…

The moment collapsed as his hand lifted from her neck but her arms were pulled forcibly over her hand by unseen forces. They pulled up so hard and fast that she felt her left arm dislocate. Screams filled the air once more as she arched her spine, trying to relive the agony in her arm. He had pulled her up so high that her toes barely were able to keep contact with the floor. She felt as if she had been shackled to the tall pipe above her, but nothing was wrapped around her hands. Nothing was pulling her arm more and more out of socket as she struggled.

Hands free, he moved his left hand down, lifting her skirt to the juncture of her thighs, stroking the mound, searching…..

He found the little nub and pinched it roughly, tugging on it between his hard fingers. This silenced the painful screams and brought forth a more agonizing wail.

She knew it was soon, and she still was not awake.

Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.

“No……” she moaned desperately.

He grinned. “Your eyes say no no, but your body,” he inserted one finger, “Says yes yes!”

She went silent again, only whimpering and trying to catch ground with her toes to relieve her arm, which was slowly going numb. The invading digit probed her, moving in and out slowly, methodically while the thumb continued to circle the little swollen nub.

Slowly, in and out.

Sweet Dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree

Thrusting to the words……

Travel the world and the seven seas…..

Two fingers now, stroking a little deeper, stretching…..

Everybody’s looking for something….

“Looks like I found it,” he breathed into her ear, brushing his lips across her ear lobe as he plunged yet a third finger into her depths, causing her to stretch even further, thrusting into her in time to the music.

Lori felt the world spinning again, the madness filling her. He had found a spot within her that made her body scream out and beg for more. Every fiber of her being was being pulled taunt, waiting for the explosion and release. It craved it, needed it, and would do anything for it, even endure agonizing pain.

For what was pleasure without pain?

No! She would not think that! She needed to fight, needed to survive. She still had her legs and tried to shift to kick him, but he was in her head already and knew before she even moved her foot. He lifted her right leg off the ground, putting more pressure on her mangled arm, not caring that the blades once again made contact with skin and caused fresh blood. The movement never deterred his rhythmic thrusts with his fingers, which stretched her again to make room for a fourth. He rotated his hand and began the insertion.

“It won’t fit! I will tear! No! I can’t take…”

She gasped in surprise and felt the fourth gain entry, continuing the same motion as the rest of his hand. Her body was losing control, just like it wanted to do all along. With a lusty moan, her body shattered by the force of the release, clamping down on his fingers. He laughed as he saw her quivering, felt the spasms within her. And it was only the beginning…..

I am gonna to use you, and abuse you……..

“I am going to use you, Lori,” he recited to the song, removing his hand and grabbing her other leg, holding her off the floor, causing the pain to once again throb in her arm. She then felt something hard and very hot brush her inner thigh.

Gonna know what’s inside you….

Lifting her just a little higher, he positioned himself at her entrance and slowly lowered her onto him, filling her completely. He groaned in pleasure at the tight heat that enveloped him. He remained still for a long time, feeling the walls of her core pulse around him.

She had never felt so full, so completely overwhelmed. Even though her body had just been racked by the spasms of pleasure, it now accepted the new invasion with anticipation and demand. It wanted more, it had to have more. It focused so determinedly on this that the pain began to actually dissipate. It knew what it wanted, and only he could give it now.

“I am inside you, Lori. You feel me? You know what you want. Say it…..”

She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was so close, held her so tight to him that his eyes were right there, once again filled with lust and demand. Did he expect her to beg him to rape her?!!

“No….”

He slowly began to withdraw from her at an agonizing pace. Her body screamed in protest and the pain in her arms returned with a vengeance. It demanded its pleasure and if it did not get it, it would make her suffer further. Something she just could not bear.

“No!” she cried out again, but this time she actually moved her legs and wrapped them around his waist, trying to pull him back into her body.

He smiled wickedly, pulling himself completely out and rubbing himself along her lips, across of the nub, making her moan quietly. “Tell me Lori, and you can have it. Tell me, and you can be Freddy’s Whore. What do you want me to do?!!”

She knew she had no choice. Not now. She could no longer take the pain in her arms, the sting of the cuts. She NEEDED him.

Movin’ on…. Movin’ on…..Movin’ on…

The music that was now burned in her mind said it best.

She gave in. “Move,” she pleaded to the demon, “Move….inside me… please….I want it….I…. I….NEED IT NOW!”

He laughed deeply at the pitiful creature now begging for him. He had her now, and there was nothing she could do about it.

“Then pull yourself up and ride me bitch.”

Her body obeyed his command and even on a dislocated arm, pulled her body upward and forced her down onto him, taking him in once again. The pain in her arms was there, the agony of the stretched and descended muscles, but her body went past it to accept him completely once again. Her legs tightened around him, holding her in place.

“Ah…..-that’s my little piggy,” he groaned as he trailed his left hand from her hip to her grip lower waist, pulling her to meet his thrust, plunging deep within her. She felt her hips move in time with his own, meeting each thrust perfectly. She felt the metal scraping her back as he pressed her harder to the wall, using the leverage for a more brutal rhythm.

Harder….Harder….

Each thrust in time with the music…..

Each thrust bringing them closer to madness, further from sanity…..

“You’re mine now Lori. Now, say my name. Give into me.”

Harder….Faster….Closer….

She was at the brink of the cliff, her body taunt like a bow string, ready to break. Suddenly her arms were released and she felt her lifted from him, no longer inside her. He turned, moved her and bent her over, forcing her to her knees. She could not hold her weight on her hands, so she went to her forearms. He was behind her now, thrusting himself deeper than ever be before. He gripped her hip with his left hand, his gloved hand now flat to her back, guiding her thrusts. They were frantic now, begging for release. Even with the new pain she felt form the pressure in her knees and arms, she still met every thrust, every movement.

“Say it!” he demanded, his blades tightening along her back, ready for punishment if she did not obey him again.

It was not needed….

“FREDDY!” she cried, finally defeated.

He thrusted once more and they came together. Her body convulsed violently as the release washed over her like the ocean, making her gasp. Nothing this powerful could be normal.

He groaned deeply as she pulled him in. The power of his orgasm rocked the very foundation of the dream world. He poured himself so deeply into her; she could actually feel the liquid heat penetrating her.

It filled her womb…..

It took her soul….

The Demon Seed had been planted...