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Anti's POV
Quiet. It was so quiet. I could easily hear a pin drop in this piercing silence. I could hear my heart beat in this eerie silence. I could hear my heavy breaths in this horrible silence. Silent. It was all I could hear, I felt as if I would never escape from it.
Black. I had been blindfolded. It was right around my head, constricting my skull in its chain, elastic and cloth. It was made to be painful on me. It was made to hurt. Hurt me and only me. It was for me whether I liked it or not. The blindness was uncomfortable. I hated not being able to see. Anything could happen at any moment and I couldn't do a thing about it.
Gagged. A ball gag was shoved into my mouth, it tasted horrible. Sour almost. I couldn't put my finger on it. It was tightly clasped at the back of my head with the rest of the ties on me. My tongue came out of it slightly at the bottom from my attempts to push it out my mouth after it was strapped on. I could get it back in but my tongue hurt in such a cramped position.
I hung my head low, there was nothing to see anyway. I could hear traffic just outside, car horns and yelling from people not moving. However, the vehicle I had been forced into had not stopped moving. The sound of the car tires on the tar filled roads told me so. The feeling of the car speeding, stopping, starting, and turning around bends told me that.
I couldn't move, completely restricted like a prey caught by a snake. I was tied to a post, my hands cuffed around a metal pole in said vehicle. On top of that, my chest was tied around with another chain, and another, and another. I could hardly breath from it all.
I sat cross legged on the uncomfortable floor of the vehicle, my ass was aching from the amount of time sat in one place like this. I hadn't moved. I couldn't move. I wouldn't move.
I had been deemed one of the top on the list of psychopaths, killers and especially demons. Deemed unsafe to be kept in a padded room by myself. Deemed unsafe to be around specially armed guards trained to deal with demons such as myself. I was deemed a monster, a murderer, a lunatic. Every word you could think of related to the subject I've heard it being directed at me. All I can do is laugh in their face with my wicked grin, smashing at the glass, screaming at them, laughing hysterically at their disgusted and shocked faces from my behaviour.
The only thing they had to use against me was my collar. It was my weakness. It didn't necessarily knock me out. It just startled me in a way. A secret pleasure of mine. Sometimes I'd act up just for them to press the button. Just for them to shock me and give me that lasting pleasure I wait for. The lasting pleasure I'd die for. It was the only thing I could bear, the only thing I'd ever liked about this place.
They think they can control me. They can't. I know they can't. How hilarious. That's the reason why I'm here right now. They're sending me away. Sending me off to a new place that could hopefully "control me".
Ha, like that'll ever happen! Don't make me laugh.
Suddenly, the vehicle went over a bump. They didn't even slow down, taking me by surprise. I grunted slightly, fidgeting a bit before settling back down.
"Quiet, demon!" Someone next to me hissed.
I breathed deeply, frustration pulsing through me. Anger welled up in my chest and I fidgeted again, getting antsy. How dare he? I couldn't help that! How dare he?! How dare he treat me as if I'm an animal?!
At that moment I started growling and thrashing around. I lashed out, well I tried to. My chains rattled loudly in my sudden outburst of anger. Green and gold glitches dotted around me as I growled and screamed in ever direction.
Then. A click.
I screamed slightly from the intensity of it. This was new. This was the first I've felt it being set this high. It caught me completely off guard. It only lasted a few seconds before everything fell back to that deathly silence.
In a dazed state I sat, now idle. I didn't know how to respond to that except the fact that it was the best one so far. It had distracted me without me realising it and I had stopped thrashing.
My head had once again dropped down, my legs crossing back over themselves again as I returned to my original position - once again with a neutral state of mind.
Finally, the vehicle slowed down and I heard men yelling outside. I heard rummaging around me. Keys clanging, more chains rattling. I just ignored it. I had to. I was still focused, relishing in the delight of the shock from my collar. My mind was hazy and tingly still but not as bad as when it went off. I don't even know how to describe that feeling.
Pure bliss.
My bare, pasty white arms shivered as a light breeze hit it. I hadn't had much clothing on to start with. Easy access to quickly knock me out if needed. I had a tight fitting shirt on and some shorts fitted onto me. I was barefooted. I had many, many scars.
"We've found someone that'll finally show you who's the boss." Someone spoke, I could practically hear the smirk in their voice. "You'll break within a few days. I can promise you that." They chuckled and I could hear them walking off.
Then I heard a few orders around me and the cuffs on my hands were taken off and quickly placed back on once my hands were out in front of me. Other chains were taken off from the pole and used as leashes by about three people as they hoisted me up.
Stumbling a bit, I was grabbed from my side, being forced to stand upright. I was out of it still, I would be like this for maximum an hour. I've had enough time to test it, believe me.
Then I was dragged out and down a ramp to get out. More orders around me were heard as we began moving. Where to? I honestly had no clue. I didn't really care anymore.
Then I heard him...
His dark and demanding voice, craving for people's attention to listen to him and give their full attention. The voice that was powerful and could get what he wants when he wants. The voice that could shake up even the strongest of people. The voice that doesn't need to yell to be scary or intimidating.
I stayed quiet with my head down still. I remained motionless as they had stopped pulling me.
"So your the naughty kitten I'm being given...~" Whoever they were, their voice was deep and smooth like honey. I could listen to it for hours. I would do anything as long as it came from those lips, with those demanding words and dominant voice.
I tilted my head up to where the voice came from, it was a subtle and gentle movement, especially from someone like me.
"I'll take him off your hands now, officers. I promise you, he'll be safe with me. However, he won't be safe from me.~" There it was again, that seductive voice of his. I craved it. I wondered what his name was, what he looked like. If it matches him well.
I felt a firm but gentle grip on my arm, tugging me forward. I didn't fight it. Whoever's hand it was, was cold. It was strong and could break a kitten's neck with the snap of its fingers - and I'm the kitten.
I followed the tugging, hearing and feeling the chains dropping behind me. I thought about running. I made a small plan. I knew I wouldn't escape, that was a definite answer to me. I just wanted to know that whoever I was with would have no control over me. I may be "his kitten", but I will not be tamed. I will forever be a rogue. A stray. Someone without a home.
Like I ever needed it.
I quickly ripped my arm out of his grip, growling and snarling before making a short dash for it.
I didn't hear anyone yelling or running after me. So I stopped running. Took two more steps forward and turned my head, trying to listen. I was baffled. He was just going to let me run off? That's new. There had to be a trick to it. That just had to be.
I stood there completely confused by what was happening. Confused by this treatment. I would of at least been shocked by now, surely.
Then I heard a chuckle from behind, causing me to jump - startled. I quickly turned around to face who made the sound. "How cute, kitten. You thought you could escape me just like that. Awe, look at you. All confused~ Let's get you inside, hm?"
Then I felt his hand on my arm once more, gently tugging me off. I, of course, followed.
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I was now sat down on a comfortable seat. A sofa is what I guessed.
"You look so adorable like that kitten, all gagged and tied up like that~ But! We do have to go over some things." He spoke in a calm manner but also a firm one. Like a parent would do towards a child.
Then, I felt his body over me. I felt his arms brush against the side of my head with a small popping sound. The gag fell off and into my lap. My mouth hung open for a few moments before I closed, opened and closed it again, getting used to the feeling of a ball not being stuffed in my mouth forcefully, once more.
Then, a few more straps were loosened before being taken off. The blindfold fell off. My eyes were squeezed shut still as he pulled away and took the gag and blindfold.
"There we go, kitten. How's that?"
Slowly, I opened my eyes. Squinting at first as I got used to the light. But soon I opened them fully, showing my one septic green eye, formerly known as Sam, and my black eye with a green iris. My green hair fell in front of my eyes, causing me to blow at it to get it out of my face.
He chuckled and brushed it away for me. He was sat just across from me in a wooden dining chair.
I finally got to see who he was and what he looked like. His eyes were like a deep void that you could fall into and never find your way out. His hair was slightly ruffled to the side and it was coloured a deep black. He wore a fancy suit, black and white. Very formal. That seemed to be him. Black and white.
He also had a foggy, shadowy aura around him. It seemed to be radiating off from him.
"My name is Darkiplier. You may call me Dark, however. I would much appreciate it. I don't like such... Formalities..." Only now did I notice the slight echo to his voice. It was only slight, just in the background of his actual voice. "Now, may I know yours?"
It had been a while since I heard that question. Regardless, I answered. "A-Anti..." Shit, didn't mean to stutter.
"Anti huh? I like it. Anti..." He repeated, testing it like you would to a cheese on a fancy tray. "And do you know why you were sent to me~?" He smirked. Simply, I shook my head. He pulled his chair forward, leaning forward to. He was right next to my face now - I could feel his breath on me. "It's because you were a naughty kitten. Weren't you~?" His voice lowered to a husky whisper. I couldn't help but glitch slightly, trying not to show my flushed face to him, to no avail. He chuckled quietly. "Such a naughty kitten, acting up and attacking people...~ I'm going to have so much fun listening to you scream my name~" He kissed my forehead and I literally melted.
I let out a pant, my eyes going half lidded as I got hard. It was quite prominent - a fact I didn't notice so I didn't bother trying to cover it up.
"Such a naughty kitten~" He planted another kiss on my nose. "Do you need to be shocked~?"
No way. He didn't know, did he?
I couldn't help but whine. The hell was this bastard doing to me? I wasn't normally like this-!
Click
I flinched and squirmed, panting and whining much more now. I grinded against the seat I was sat in like a wanton whore.
Lust was the only emotion filling me now.
The need to sin with this up most and ever lasting bliss of this man in front of me.
No, not a man. He was not near the essence of a human male.
The need to be one with this demon in front of me. The demon of darkness and shadows. The demon of torture and pleasure. The demon called Dark. Beautiful.
"Now then...~ I don't think a naughty kitten deserves more from me...~ A misbehaving pet first needs to learn his place before being rewarded~"
Click.
My body shook and jolted slightly. The power had been increased, my legs shaking slightly.
Click.
I cried out in the bliss and heat in the air. My head rolling back. I grinded harder into the cushions beneath me.
Click.
I couldn't help but scream from the voltage shooting through my veins. My glitches spiralling around me. My vision hazy from my own tears of blood.
I heard the remote being put down as I panted and recovered. Of course I wouldn't be fully recovering for a good while. How could I?
I was just sent to cloud nine by my new tormentor.
A felt a soft kiss to my lips. Heaven.
"That's a good kitten...~" His hand stroked my head softly, I leaned into it. "Such a good kitten submitting to me so soon...~ Now get some sleep...~"
Darkness overtook me.
Just like the demon named after it just did so, so easily.
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