Crudidia/4
Saturday, July 18th, 2020
I woke up, I was still laying on my back in the floor, alone and naked, in the very dimly lit room. I stood up and grabbed something to eat, it was not very good, it tasted horrible, but I was starving, so I ate it. I was in the middle of forcing myself to eat, when the door to the unit came open, light flooded the room.
I squinted in the direction of the door, I saw someone walk in, it was the same guy who put me in here. He walked to me and grabbed my arm, I didn't dare resist, and besides, it appeared that we were leaving this place. He dragged me out of the unit and then out of the building, I was still completely naked, not a shread of clothing on me.
I looked around and noticed that this town was not in good shape, half the buildings were destroyed. I noticed that the palace was not damaged at all, I found that rather odd, considering that my dad was the one who got them mad in the first place. While I was looking around, I didn't notice that we were still moving, I was being dragged down the street.
I saw a cop car, not very far in the distance, it saw us and turned on it's lights, I am sure, because they saw me, and were gon a bring me home. The guy dragging me, turned down an alley, let go of me, I fell to the ground, he kicked me and made sure that I didn't get up. He left me in the alley, and went into a side entrance in one of the buildings.
The cop found me in the alley, but didn't see the other guy, he decided that he didn't care, and he picked me up and brought me to his car. He drove off with me in the back, he came to the palace and got me out of the car, he carried me to the gate, and I was taken by a royal guard.
The guard went into the palace and gave me to my parents, not long after, a doctor came to make sure that I was alright. I was carried to my room, I was now laying on my bed, my family had very emotionally said how much they missed me.
I was cleaned up and I only had minor injuries, so I was expected to fully recover within a few days. I was given a dress so that I wasn't naked, but the doctor said not to wear panties to allow my vagina to breathe to recover quicker.
I put on the dress, it was a pink dress with no sleeves, and it went to my knees. It was the kind of dress that if you did a spin, it would all go up, it was a very loose dress. I sat on my bed, wearing only the dress, the doctor left.
Mom, dad, and Grace were in my room, but Drake wasn't, where was he? come to think of it, I hadn't seen him since I came back. "Where's Drake?"
My mom answered, "Oh, he was busy, he will probably come and see you within the hour." She smiled, then everyone left, I had nothing to do, except there was still a pile of presents in the floor, it was stacked neatly, nothing was crushing anything else.
I grabbed a present, it was a TV remote, but it didn't come with anything to control. I started making a pile of useless presents, starting with the TV remote.
I grabbed another, it was a skirt, I decided to try it on, I took off my dress and put on the skirt, it was black, it went to my upper thigh, it was very short. I put my dress on over it, why not? I laughed to myself, not really knowing why I decided to put it on over the skirt.
I grabbed another present, it was a metal cube, I looked for any seem or something in case it was a box. There was a seem around the middle, it was small, just barely big enough to fit a penny into. I tried to pull on either side to get the two parts apart, then I twisted, nothing budged, so I decided, that it was a useless present.
I grabbed another, it was a bra, I wasn't old enough to wear a bra yet, and besides, it was a big bra, even if I did wear bras. I tossed it to the useless present pile.
I grabbed another, it was a vibrator, though I didn't know that, I had never seen one before. A lot of the presents, I didn't know what they were, this was one of them. I pressed a button on it and it started vibrating, it startled me and I dropped it.
I was sitting on my bed, my dress and skirt were not really covering my pussy anymore, they had ridden up. I was sitting with my legs spread apart a little, and the vibrator landed between them. It touched my pussy and I immediately felt a new sensation that I had never felt before.
I immediately reached down to grab the vibrator, and my door opened. It was Drake, and I was holding the vibrator right next to my pussy, so he assumed that I was masturbating. He smiled and closed the door, I lifted the vibrator away from my pussy and fixed my dress to cover it.
Drake, assuming that I was doing that because I was embarrassed to be caught masturbating, he grabbed the vibrator and lifted my dress, he saw that I was wearing a skirt underneath, and was confused. He pushed the vibrator hard against my pussy and turned it to the highest setting.
I moaned loudly and tried to push him away, he was pushing very hard, and it was hurting me. I cried a little and he covered my mouth so that I didn't moan too loud. He moved it around the outside of my pussy and shoved it in, I gasped and moaned into his hand, I also cried, it was too much.
I was overwhelmed with pleasure, I cried and moaned into his hand, trying in vain to get him to stop. He finally did stop, and he laid me down on my bed and took my skirt and dress off. He got undressed as well, I saw his dick again I was really confused about what he did to himself.
"Drake, what did you do to yourself?" I asked him and pointed to his dick, he seemed to not know where I was pointing, so I got closer, my finger just above his dick. He still seemed confused, so I touched it, he then grabbed my hand and forced it to make a fist around his dick.
I tried to pull away, but he was too strong, he started making me go up and down on his dick. "This? Boys have these instead of pussies." He said and started making my arm go up and down faster, and he cummed pretty quickly.
I squealed, not knowing what just happened, it was obviously not pee, it was white and sticky. He took my hand and made it scoop it all up, then he made my hand spread it through my hair, he smiled and picked me up, letting go of my hand.
He brought me into my bathroom, he sat me on the toilet, I did need to go pee, so I did. He waited for me to finish, then he peed on me, he held me down so that I didn't get up. He peed in my hair and all over my face, and it dripped down to the rest of my body.
He used a hand towel to dry most of the pee off of me, but left my hair wet. He shoved the towel in my mouth, it tasted horrible, he duck taped my mouth to keep it in. He picked me up, hair still wet, and carried me back into my bedroom, he opened a window, and threw me out.
My bedroom was two stories up from the ground, so it was a good fall, but not enough to seriously hurt me. I was thrown weirdly and ended up doing a split, I landed in a sort of half split and it forced my legs apart into a full split, shich hurt like crazy.
Because of the split, I landed mostly on my pussy, onto gravel. I cried, but couldn't make any noise from the duck tape and the towel in my mouth. I readjusted myself so that I was no longer doing a split, I laid down in the gravel and cried, barely able to move.
I was found by a guard who was doing a routine search around the building, about an hour later. He picked me up and brought me back inside and to my room, the doctor decided that I was now not allowed to leave my bed, I needed the rest.
Drake had said that he went in, and I was not there, he didn't think to check out the window for me. Most people assumed that it was a suicide attempt, so my window was locked from the outside, and inside.
My food was served to me in my room, I was not allowed to even wear dresses and skrits if they went past my upper thigh, because my pussy needed to be able to breathe. It was close to bedtime, and I just decided to sleep naked under my blankets, it was easier.
Two people, a guy and a girl came in to bathe me before bed, they picked me up and put me in the bathtub, because I was barely able to stand. They bathed me, but when they started to bathe my pussy, I tensed from the pain and they stopped, then they continued and cleaned the rest of me, leaving my pussy not cleaned, because it hurt.
I was dried and carried to my bed, the guy stayed to empty the tub, but the girl left. After he was done, he came to me and started rubbing my pussy very hard, which hurt like hell. He put a hand on my mouth so that I didn't scream, and he rubbed faster.
He inserted two fingers and fingers me roughly, I cried and tried to get free. He held me still and slapped my pussy, and he got down and bit my pussy. I cried and he bit hard, I squirmed and tried to break free, but he held his bite down, tight.
He stopped biting me and he slapped my pussy again, really hard. He left and I cried and fell asleep, above my blankets. I was now sleeping, on my back, naked, above my covers, and practically on display for anyone who came in, because my legs were slightly spread.