The Last of the Perfume

One phial waits on a self in a room.

She was standing in the pouring rain where she wondered if the rain would ever let up.  In the pouring rain she realized her car was over a mile away from the school.  She was going to get soaked and her laptop was going to short circuited.  “Would you like a ride miss, looks like a long walk in the rain is ahead of you?  I could drop you off by your car.”  The husky voice spoke from the black car and she replied. “That would be great I’m just up the hill.”  She felt this person was generally nice and at first she wasn’t sure if it was a man or a woman.  When he spoke his voice resembled a man but now looking at him from the side he took on a more woman appearance where he has no protruding Adams apple or noticeable scruff. 

“It’s a good thing I saw you, glad I was able to help you out.  Let me take you to my house down the road.”  Before she could react the doors locked and he had grabbed her hair golden brown hair and pulled her across his lap.

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Two phials wait on a self in a room.

“Get away perv.  Stop touching me I just want to go home.  Someone help me!”  She never thought walking home from the gym would be dangerous.  This day started out so well and now she was being followed and molested outside the gym.  She could barely see this guy but from what she could tell this person was tall at least taller than herself.  She escapes from the perv’s grip at first and ran for the safety of the dorms.  Her insides seemed to be literally frozen from her fingers to her toes and drenched to the point of dripage.  She was defenseless when some different guy grabbed her and threw her in the trunk of his car.

“Don’t worry I will bring you back to my place where you will be safe from that guy.”  He said as he crushed his cigarette on the gravel floor.

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Three phials wait on a self in a room.

The home of the beast was small and dark to the eyes of the woman who are captured and thrown in the trunk of the black car.  There are no window’s and the only door out is like the locked doors found in an insane asylum.  Other than a simple bed and dresser there is nothing useful for this young woman to escape and the only comfort she is given is the perfume given to her by her attacker.  Before ripping her clothes off the voice said, “There is nothing that turns me on more than a woman in pain, and I’m lucky enough to be the one to give you that experience.”

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Four phials wait on a self in a room.

It doesn’t hurt her like everyone says it’s supposed to, or how the movies show it, at least not after the shock. The look on her face, if anyone where to see it, one would see how embarrassed she was for letting this happen to her even though her attacker is stronger.  This woman’s arms and legs are covered in bruises. When her attacker touches her it makes the woman want to scream but every time she does the attacker slaps her into silence. As he would slap his victim’s silent he would remind himself of the neighbors who could hear her screams.  He always forgot – while in the moment – that he lived two miles away from anyone who could hear his victim’s cries let alone screams.  This woman was never afraid of anyone, but now all she could do was sit in the darkest corner of this room and cry.

Her attacker forces her to wear the dress her bought her, where the white reaches to the floor in a heavy old fashion style.  The young woman is never permitted to see her attackers face and when her attacker takes her she is taken from behind.  Her attacker is able to take the young woman as if she were a dog presenting to her master.  No matter what the young woman tried to do there was no way she was going to escape from her attacker not without seeing the attackers face or when her attacker had to get another phial of the perfume for the woman captured.

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Five phials wait on a self in a room.

This young woman could no longer enjoy even her dreams anymore.  All she could dream of is him driving his nasty penis deep into the cervix of her vagina.  She has been having this dream over the last couple nights and one time she thought it was an actuality she figured there was no way.  She rationalized it to be a dream because he left with a shaved head and she could have sworn he had a head of hair.