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- >"Anon"
- >You read the message on your computer screen
- >The message from... Sonata
- >Sonata?
- >Sonata from school?
- >Sonata the... Weird one who hung out with those two girls?
- >Who isn't the sharpest tool in the shed?
- >That Sonata
- >The blue one
- >What did she want with you?
- >And more important, how did she get your contact details on MSN?
- >The latter remains the mystery of your generation
- >Like how socks always manage to go missing
- >No one knows why it happens
- >But it just doe-
- >"I'm sick"
- >A second message
- >":)"
- >Followed by a smile?
- >":("
- >Oh, right
- >Well, that made slightly more sense
- >Well shit
- >She was sick
- >So what?
- >You were on the other side of town
- >You didn't even... Know her all that well
- >What did she want from you?
- >Words of encouragement
- >Sympathy?
- >'Oh no, get well soon ):'
- >No, that wasn't you
- >You didn't really care
- >Not to be cruel. but she was just "sick"
- >She wasn't dying
- >She didn't have bird flu
- >She was just "sick"
- >Still... She didn't exactly deserve you yelling at her right now
- >Reminding her that you couldn't care less
- >You don't have to show sympathy
- >Just maybe... Offer a hand?
- "Anything I can do?"
- >You said
- >Not sure what else you were meant to say
- >Not sure what you could do
- >You just said it, really
- >Because all she could say was "nothing" and you knew you'd do not-
- >"Can you come over?"
- >She quickly responded
- >Too quickly
- >Almost immediately
- >But that wasn't important
- >She was... Excitable?
- >Yeah, maybe
- >She could type quickly?
- >Yeah
- >Whatever
- >You'll let it slide
- >You were missing the important part; she wanted you to come over
- >It was 8pm
- >Why the fuck were you going to come over?
- >Especially when she was ill
- >What could you do?
- >Make her well again?
- >No
- >You would just... Catch what she had
- >And then you'd both be in this situation
- >And that wasn't better for you at all
- >And didn't help her, at all
- "No way am I coming over, get some sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."
- >You hit send, clicking back to your browser
- >It wasn't long before the icon in the corner of your screen blinked orange
- >And again
- >And a very familiar "ding" sound played each time
- >"Please Anon :("
- >The first message said
- >"I really need your help :((((("
- >Woah, four fucking mouths
- >Shit must be serious
- >Maybe she's right
- >She is ill
- >But you're not sure it can be cured
- "What about your friends?"
- >Yeah, what about them?
- >...
- >Maybe you should rephrase that
- >'What about your friends' almost sounds like you don't count in that group
- >Which you don't
- >Technically
- >But you wouldn't really want to point that out
- "The other girls"
- >Yeah... That's what you meant
- >Who were they?
- >Adagio and... Ar... Ara... Something
- >Those two
- >Those were the one's you meant
- >"They're here"
- >Oh, well what did it matter if-
- >"They're sick too"
- >Oh fuck right off
- >Really?
- >All three of them are sick?
- >"They need your help too Anon :(((((((("
- >And they all need your help?
- >What kind of game were they trying to pull?
- >What the fuck kind of trickery were they getting you into?
- >It's too late for this shi-
- >"Please!!!"
- "No."
- >You minimised the window again, going back to where you were
- >Browsing the internet
- >Wow, who ever thought this'd be a good ide-
- >A bell
- >Like a bell sound
- >And again
- >Coming from the chat
- >Oh for fuck sake
- >And again
- >That same god damn bell, over and over again
- "Stop nudging me"
- >You try to type, with the screen shaking around you
- >The chat shakes
- >And the bell rings
- >And the icon flashes orange over and over again
- "Fuck sake Sonata"
- >And again
- "If you think spamming me with nudges is going to make me come over you've got another thing coming!"
- >But she kept going
- >Continuing to spam you with nudges
- >Until there was silence
- >...But even taking off your headphones didn't help
- >You could still see it
- >And the noise was stuck in your head
- >Until there was a moment of peace
- >No shaking
- >No flashing
- >And you couldn't even hear it in your head anymore
- >"Please Anon, just for an hour at most I promise :("
- >And somehow, three quarters of an hour later, you found yourself outside Sonata's house
- >At least... You thought it was right
- >You didn't want to make that drive for nothing
- >Cautiously, you made your way up to the front door of the house
- >It was... Well, quite nice actually
- >Not too big
- >Not too small
- >But pretty darn good none the less
- >Better than your house, if only a bit
- >You knocked on the front door and stood outside, waiting
- >God it was cold
- >Fuck, this better be worth while
- >What was she going on about anyway?
- >They need you?
- >'They' need you?
- >'You'?
- >Specifically you
- >No one else
- >A short wait, and Sonata opened the front door
- >She looked awful
- >Really awful
- >Like... Holy shit, did she skip out on food?
- >For a week?
- >How did this happen?
- >Last you saw her, she looked fine
- >She almost looked like she was on death's door here
- >He blue skin was pale
- >She was shivering, a towel wrapped around her shoulders and covering her chest
- >"O-o-oh... Y-y-you made it!"
- >She stuttered, trying to get the words out
- >Almost reaching out for a hug before you step back
- "I don't want what you've got."
- >She shook her head
- >"Y-y-you won't... P-p-promise."
- >She said, as she stepped aside gesturing you to walk in
- >You hoped that was true
- >You hoped she knew what she was talking abou-
- >Were you really just about to put your health in the hands of Sonata?
- >Of all people?
- >Her?
- >Whatever it was that compelled you to come over here - it better have been fucking worth it
- >You walked into house
- >The nice, warm house
- >This was brilliant!
- >You know, suddenly the idea of going home any time soon seemed... Out of the question
- >You'd have to walk outside in the cold
- >And then fumble around with your keys at the car
- >And then the car has been sat in the cold too
- >You'd be sat in an ice box on the way home
- >When you could be here
- >Nice and warm
- >Potentially catching... Ebola or some shit
- >Except that'd be ridiculous of course
- >What'd a West African virus be doing in America?
- >Sonata walked through to the lounge, where sat on what was quite a large sofa were Adagio and...
- >The other one
- >Names
- >Who gives a shit
- >The two of them are sat, towels wrapped around their shoulders too
- >It's like they just got drenched or something
- >That's... Probably not going to help whatever it is they have
- >Unless they are soaking wet underneath
- >In which case-
- >"Th-h-hanks for coming over Anon"
- >The one without a name said, reluctantly
- >Wow
- >What a bitch
- >You were a bit of an arsehole, but at least you came over
- >Even Adagio - who was almost like a super bitch - seemed to be glad to see you
- >"We're so glad to see you Anonymous"
- >See
- >"When we found out we had this..."
- >She paused, giving quick glances to the other two girls who shrugged their shoulders
- >"Thing... We called you over immediately. You're the only one who can help us."
- >She said in the sweetest, most innocent voice
- >The sweetest... Most... Distracting voice
- >Was it normally like that?
- >The three girls dropped their towels, and you were almost immediately blinded by a bright red light
- >A flash
- >A sudden shock
- >And another flash
- >Only to succumb to the sweet harmonies of the three girls just...
- >They were singing?
- >It sounded like singing, at least
- >They got closer and closer and closer towards you
- >And with every second
- >And every step they took
- >You began to grow tired
- >You yawned
- >And took a seat
- >Right on the ground...
- >Just... There, that's perfect
- >You began to slowly close your eyes as you looked up at the three girls around you
- >Well, at least they all looked... Better
- >A strike across your cheek
- >"Hey!"
- >A voice yelled
- >Your eyes shot open
- >In front of you was... The purple one
- >You know, whilst you're here you should really get to learning her name
- >You reached for the floor to lift yourself up a-
- >Wait...
- >No, your arms weren't cooperating with you
- >They tried their best
- >But they just couldn't do it
- >Would that have anything to do with the chains
- >...Around your arms
- >...And your feet
- >And the collar around your neck
- >Oh shit
- >This wasn't good
- >You couldn't even rub your sore cheek
- >On a related note; fuck!
- >That girl can slap real fucking hard!
- >But, more importantly, where are you?
- >You can see the three girls
- >All of whom... Look alright?
- >It's a bit dark
- >You can't really tell
- >But the light from their necklaces is enough to brighten their faces
- >They're not shivering any more
- >They've ditched their towels for good by the looks of things
- >And they all have these... Shit eating grins on their faces
- >That's kind of creepy
- >But also, a little bit hot too
- >Sonata bent down and walked up to you
- >"I'm so glad you came over Anon!"
- >She said, elated
- >She was so... Excited
- >She sat down on your legs outstretched legs, leaning forward so her face was almost touching your own
- >You know... You kind of liked where this was going
- >Held in a dark room by chains?
- >Surrounded by three girls?
- >You couldn't complain
- >At least it was warm
- >At least you didn't have ebola
- >Sonata looked you in the eyes
- >Directly... In... The... Eyes
- >Her eyelids half open
- >A saucy look in her shimmering, green eyes
- >"You're a dick Anon."
- >She whispered to you
- >You're a-
- >What?
- >Uhh... You... Suppose
- >A bit
- >Maybe
- >You didn't care much really
- >"Why do you always have to be just so angry, Anon? Why do you always have to be horrible to people?"
- >Was this Sonata's attempt at being sexy?
- >It's like someone said "call him a bad boy" and she took the chance to air her grievances
- "I... Uh... I guee-"
- >She put a finger on your lips, shaking her head
- >"No talking. Save it. You're going to love what comes next."
- >She continued, still whispering
- >She backed away from you, a grin growing on her face
- >What comes next?
- >You weren't sure
- >But all this teasing was kind of-
- >A smack
- >Another smack
- >On the same cheek
- >Fuck!
- >You didn't show it on the outside, but fuck that stings
- >You wanted to reach to your face but-
- >Right, chains
- >Restrained down here
- >Nothing you can do
- >"How does that make you feel, Anon?"
- >Sonata asked, looking over your bright red cheek
- >How does it... What?
- >You hurt
- >You feel fucking pissed off is how you feel
- >She just slapped you
- >How are you going to feel?
- >What's the point in this?
- >Revenge?
- >You hadn't particularly been a dick to them
- >Just... In general, you suppose
- >Unless everyone at school was in on it
- "What?"
- >Another smack
- >The other cheek this time
- >Fuck!
- >Wrong answer?
- >"How do you feel now, Anon?"
- >Again with how you feel?
- >What does she want you to say?
- >Another smack, alternating cheeks
- >Come on!
- >She didn't even give you a chance that time
- >Your face was bright read now
- >Almost as red as their necklaces that-
- >Were they... Brighter than before?
- >"How about now Anon, anything you want to say?"
- >Yeah
- >A couple questions
- >But first...
- "Can you just stop slapping me?!"
- >You yelled in defence
- >Sonata stopped
- >She listened to you
- >Oh, well, if you knew that's it it'd take to get her to fucking stop slapping you-
- >You're distracted by Sonata
- >Still on top of you
- >But with her body movements, it's like she's riding you
- >Riding your legs
- >She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath in
- >Her chest slowly rising as she held the breath for longer and longer
- >The small crystal at the heart of her pendant glowing a brilliant red
- >She smiles
- >Her hips slowly swinging back and forth
- >Side to side
- >All around your waste and your legs
- >You feel it
- >The flesh of her buttocks against your crotch
- >The pole in your pants pushing forward
- >And with each movement of her rear, your slowly hardening member moves unwillingly along with it
- >She doesn't even seem to notice
- >Doesn't twig
- >Or... Flinch
- >Or even open her eyes
- >But she's got you right where she wants you...
- >Uhh... You think
- >You can never tell what Sonata wants
- >She's a tough book to read
- >Probably because she doesn't even know what she wants or where she's going
- >She grasps your shoulder with her left hand
- >Holding onto it for support against her own slow body movements
- >And just when you thought the reason why you were here was getting started!-
- >She stops
- >Like the tease she is
- >Fuck
- >Well, you suppose it wasn't meant to be
- >She goes almost completely still as she savours this final moment
- >A smile of pleasure as she bites her bottom lip
- >The glowing stops, and she releases the breath she's been holding in
- >A quiet, subtle moan escapes from her lips
- >What the fuck was that all about?
- >Did she just... Get off because you told her to stop slapping her?
- >Part of you was confused
- >Fucking... Weird girl
- >The other part of you-
- >Which was now... Most of you
- >Wanted to see it happen again
- >You'd be lying if you didn't say you enjoyed that
- >The way she was swinging back and forth
- >The way she tried ever so hard to hold her breath
- >The way she struggled to keep in that one last moan
- >But that almost wasn't enough damn it!
- >She was such a fucking tease!
- >"Oh wow!"
- >She yelled at the top of her voice, almost ruining the moment
- >So much for... Silent...
- >The illusion that, for a moment, she wasn't all that stupid
- >She didn't scream
- >She didn't yell
- >But all of that was gone in an instant
- >When you realised, that some retarded girl just got off on your lap
- >And then... She actually got off your lap
- >Standing up, taking the moment to breath she turned to the other girls stood at the back of the room
- >"You've got to try him, girls!"
- >She said, smiling with glee
- >Was... That it?
- >She just rides you for a bit and passes you onto purple face for round 2?
- >Ding ding ding!
- >Anon's ready for round 2!
- >Can he make it to round 3?
- >Will he finally receive the prize of someone actually fucking him tonight?
- >Or will he just sit in this basement for the rest of the evening?
- >"He's just so... Mad!"
- >Sonata continued, jumping up and down on the spot in front of you
- >The other girls just looked over at one another
- >Arms crossed, giving a disproving glare to the blue haired, blue ski-
- >The blue one
- >"Alright, you've had your fun..."
- >Adagio began, shaking her head
- >Well, maybe your evening would be cut short
- >"But we're all hungry. you can't just have him for yourself."
- >The pur-
- >You know, you should ask her name
- >Right now would be the best tim-
- >"Sonata..."
- >Adagio grabbed hold of her friend, pulling her in
- >The two whispered to one another
- >Looking over at you every so often
- >All you could catch of their conversation was...
- >"But we're not ACTUALLY hurting him, right?"
- >"Don't worry Sonata, when we're through with him he won't feel a thing."
- >That sounded... G-great
- >You think
- >You don't know what to think
- >These girls haven't made an ounce of sense since you'd arrived
- >First they're sick
- >Then they're not
- >Then they want to fuck you
- >Then they don't
- >And then they just insult you
- >You're not... Mad
- >Well, this whole evening was beginning to put that into question
- >You wondered over to a girls house
- >A girl you hardly spoke to
- >Only to be trapped in her basement and teased to death
- >And part of you kind of wanted to fuck her
- >Who said you weren't mad?
- >"Oh thank goodness for that!"
- >Defiantly retarded
- >In almost a moment, she resumed her previous position
- >Looking you directly in the eyes
- >Here it comes
- >Round 2
- >First, a couple of slaps
- >Then, yelling at her
- >Then some kind of-
- >A slap
- >Fuck!
- >You were literally mid thought
- >She could at least have the common decency to not be such a fucking bitch
- >And why always the slap?
- >What's the fucking point?
- >"You're right, I can feel it!"
- >Adagio said as she knelt down next to you
- >She took a sudden, sharp sniff
- >"I can almost smell it!"
- >Okay, maybe she was mad
- >Unless you were sweating?
- >Did they get off the smell of sweat?
- >Was that what Sonata's shit was about before?
- >"He really is just so... Angry!"
- >Angry?
- >You're not angry
- >No- Not any more angry than normal
- >Y-y-yeah?
- >The purple one mimicked her orange friend
- >"He's mad alright. He's real mad!"
- >Now you were surrounded by the three girls
- >Three-
- >Well, there was no other way to put it
- >Three insane girls
- >Sonata raised her arm in the air, slowly, opening her hand
- >"What if we-"
- >Her sentence was interrupted by a smack
- >One on either cheek
- >But it wasn't Sonata...
- >They were all in on it now
- >Shit
- >When did this end?
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