DAISY GETS THE TREATMENT SHE WANTS – Ch 06

** Daisy is given to the third prisoner who uses hot peppers. **

[Day 3 (Monday) – evening]

Daisy opened her eyes but everything was still black. She blinked, squeezed them shut, opened them again. “The effect on the optic nerve lasts a bit longer than the rest.” Daisy shuddered. The drug Kira used on her had unnerved her, it was like nothing she’d ever experienced before. The blindness was frightening but it was nothing like the other sensations she’d experienced. At least they were gone.

“Your eyes will be back to normal in another hour or so.” Daisy didn’t recognize the man’s voice. “That gives me plenty of time with you. And I don’t even have to blindfold you.” She felt a hand on the inside of her right thigh. It slid slowly between her knee and her crotch, just grazing the surface of her flesh. She tried to move her arm, felt the leather straps at her wrists and elbows. “Shhh…just relax.” His hand slapped the inside of her thigh hard. She tried to move but felt straps at her knees and ankles too. “There’s no point struggling. You may as well just lay back and try to relax.” He slapped her again, harder this time. “You won’t need your sight for what I want.” She felt his hand cupping her cunt, his fingers gently probing. “In fact, it’s probably better that you don’t see what’s going to happen to you.”

He removed his hand and Daisy was lost in the darkness again. She heard him moving around, heard a paper bag open. “Now, let’s see,” the voice said. She felt something rubbing along the inside of her right leg. It felt slightly cool and oily and damp. “Nice, isn’t it?” She closed her eyes and let him touch her. It felt nice. Her body was exhausted from four days of non-stop abuse. She let herself relax. Maybe he was a rapist. A serial rapist with no twisted kinks, no sadistic tendencies, no sociopath behaviors, just a nice, old-fashioned rapist. Whatever he was touching her with moved up to her cunt lips. She felt it gliding over her clitoris and a rush of arousal sent a shudder through her. She raised her hips, pressed hard against it.

“I’ve been in here for seven years now,” he said softly. She felt a mouth closing around her right nipple, lips wet and gentle. Her body responded, nipples stiffening, cunt getting more and more wet. “Fuck me,” she whispered. “Fuck me.”

“My name is Edward, dear. Do you want to know why they locked me up?”

Daisy ground her hips against the cushion, opened herself up as much as she could with her body retrained the way it was. “Fuck me, Edward, please fuck me, fuck me,” she moaned over and over.

He pushed something up inside her. It was firm and small and slid inside easily. She felt something pressing against her clit again.

“They say they’re never going to let me out.” He pressed another one into her body, she moaned louder. He rubbed her clitoris and sucked harder at her nipple. She started to shake as she got closer to cumming.

“I think your body is going to be able to take it. None of the other bodies could take it,” he said in a cold voice. She was trembling, starting to feel afraid but too distracted by the orgasm that was building up inside her. “What did you do?” she murmured, squirming, grinding her hips.