The Worst Shade of Green

Title: The Worst Shade of Green
By: Thomas Schiff and Tabatha Bannerman

The year 2013. Seven years after the final war of the Mutants. A war in which us humans lost. Through natural means our word leaders had become part of their community... and had been driven insane by it.

Now as the world stood leaderless the Mutants rose...they enslaved us humans like we had done to countless of their own. The women usually went first into the homes of mutants, to become sex slaves, and to care for their houses.

The men were used for the hard labours of outside. And vice versa depending on the gender of the slave owner.

"My name is Callie de Montague, I'm 14 years old, and have been in this enslavement camp for 5 years. I like walking on the beach and fantasy stories. I'm a hard worker and don't give lip. I'm a virgin and have never had any previous owners." She stood at five foot eight inches with cascading light blond hair that framed her sharp face.

Her eyes were a mystifying blue as she stared over the crowd of perverted mutant men and women that enjoyed enslavement. A few of them had even brought their old slaves along for the ride.

She kept her arms limp in front of her as the weight of her shackles caused her joints to ache. Her clothing was that of what she had been wearing even since she was nine years old. Needless to say it was quite to small for her generously curved figure.

"And there you have it..." The purple skinned man that ran the enslavement camp chimed as he pulled the microphone away from her face. "Shall we start the bidding at two thousand dollars? She is one of the few submissive's left here just so you all know!" He added in order to entice the sadistic members of the crowd.

Pig... She thought as she glared at him briefly.

And the bidding had started.

"Two thousand five hundred" Someone yelled out.

"Four thousand" Said another.

"Virgin? Five thousand" She looked out to see an ugly greyish man with thinning white hair.

'Ugh.' She thought. 'Someone please outbid him.'

"Going once.... going twice.... awfully low for a virgin. Rare in humans now a days.... going twice..."

'No.' She silently pleaded.

"So-"

"Twenty five thousand." Some yelled out cutting off the man as she was about to be sold. Everyone paused and looked to a man. A black hood covered his face, his hands deep in his pockets.

"Twen... sir are you sure?" He asked. "I mean... she's worth more than five thousand but... Twenty five?"

"You 'eard me mate...."

She shifted her weight slightly as she caste her eyes to the man. He had an accent, something you didn't see much in these parts. But she still couldn't see his face.

As she tilted her head slightly in curiosity the chain connecting her bracers scraped against itself. Humph...whatever...just get it over with... She thought as she rolled her eyes. Her legs hurt from the physical training they put the slaves through to keep them tired at night. And needless to say, did not feel like standing any longer then she already had.

The man shrugged and put a collar around her neck. Every home now was equipped with a system that would cause the collar to shock them if they tried to leave without their owner’s permission. Same thing if they returned later than had expected. She had heard of circumstances where the person died from the shock.

The owner could also remove the collar if wished, though she had never heard of anyone actually doing it.

The man with the hood came up to the stage and handed the man the money. The man pocketed the money and took the shackles off her wrists.

"Hope she's worth the amount you paid for her." The man said. The man with the hood seemed to look her up and down.

"I'm sure she will."

Her wrists were bruised a deep purple colour and scraped badly. Pulling her arms up to her chest she rubbed them tenderly as the cold of the collar chilled her skin.

She stayed silent as she was instructed to do, only speaking when spoken to. However she didn't like being a slave there was simply nothing she could do about it. There were rumours of some humans escaping...but due to the Mutant's vast range of powers it was hard to believe.

As she listened to the men chatter with each other she allowed herself to glance up to her new master just as he was examining her over. His hidden eyes burned into her body as she quickly turned in shyness away from him. She knew he was the type that kept slaves for pleasure, the type of master she hoped she's never be sold to. But hopes ran thin in this era.

"Come on." The man in the hood said. "I don't like crowds." He turned and walked off the small stage and towards the exit expecting her to follow him.

She blinked and looked dumbfounded as he sauntered off down the stage, leaving to her stand free. What the hell? She thought as she glanced to the Enslaver, he looked equally confused but it wasn't his place to complain.

"Well. Go on ye worthless piece of trash. I'm glad to be rid of yeh!" He snapped suddenly and shoved her forward. She stumbled slightly, glaring at him before following after the tails of her master’s cloak.

The man in the hood paused and looked back to the man on stage. "Lay your bloody and on me property again and e'll be the last time yeh be using them." He said menacingly.

"Aaaahhaa! Just a lil fun no disrespect..." He countered nervously and quickly ushered the next girl onto the stage. Callie kept a straight face as she stayed a few steps behind him with her head hung low.

They approached a beat up looking black car. "Get in." He said getting in the drivers seat.

She froze up at the sight of the car. What did he plan to do with her once she was inside? Despite her fear she did as she was told, pulling open the passenger door, and slipped onto the seat.

Sitting quietly she buckled her seat belt and crossed her legs. She laid her hands on her lap and tilted her head towards the window, staring out at a world she didn't recognize.

The man started up the car and pulled out of the lot.

"Do you 'ave a name?" He asked.

"Callie de Montague." She replied shortly/

"de Montague?" He asked. "What kinda name is that?"

"A human one." She replied coldly and turned her head to him slightly. Hardly the behaviour of a newly bought slave but she had no control over her feisty attitude.

The man smirked though she could barely see his face she could tell.

Receiving no reply she assumed she had won the "argument" of sorts and leaned against the car door again, staring longingly out the window.

"You're very quiet." He comment after a while. "Most humans never stop chattering."

"I don't talk much to people I don't like." She replied calmly. "Especially those who don't introduce themselves."

He smirked again. "They call me Toad."

"...Toad?" She repeated in an amused tone. "Why is that?" She asked suddenly, her curiosity getting the better half of her. She regretted asking as soon as the last syllable slipped through her lips.

The man scowled a bit and removed the hood from his head revealing his greenish yellow skin. His warts a most of all... his eyes. They where covered with a type of magnified goggles that probably enhanced his eyesight.

Her mouth dropped open slightly as she stared upon his profile. Just my luck... She thought as she looked away still with a straight face. She had seen uglier mutants then him plenty of time before.

"Yeah ugly ain't I." He said shaking his head and continued driving.

"Very. But not as ugly as some I've seen." She replied with a small shrug as they passed by a wrecked building, most likely the humans' a last attempt to save themselves from slavery.

Toad sneered slightly but kept silent.

After a few minutes she looked towards the front windshield. She had no idea where they are at nor where they were going, the world looked so much different now. Dull and grey. Her body shivered and she pulled her shirt down to cover as much of her stomach as she could. "What are you going to do with me?"

"What do you want me to do with you?" He asked sarcastically.

She shot him a look and shifted her position slightly. "I suppose the correct answer would be what ever you want."

Toad smirked. "That would be the answer yes. Though not what you want to say."

"What I have to say is irrelevant." She muttered and rested her chin on the palm of her hand. "Guess being with you is better then being back there."

"How would you know?" He asked. "You don't know me."

"And I probably never will." She replied and lifted one of her legs a little higher, staring in boredom out the window. "How much longer?" She sighed.

"We'll be at the airport soon." He said.

"Airport?" She said quickly and turned to him. "Just where the hell are you taking me?"

"York." He said plainly.

She felt silent and leaned back again. New York... It was a long way away. "Never been to New York before..." Hugging herself slowly she examined the car. It was probably stolen.

"Not.... New York." Toad said annoyed. "Bloody American." He muttered. "York, England."

"Stupid Brit." She countered in an equally annoyed tone. "How am I supposed to know anything about England? I haven't been in school since I was nine years old."

"Can you read and write?" He said his tone betraying the anger he felt.

"Yes...not very well ... but yes." She replied low tone, he may have thought he was hiding his feelings well, but she could tell she had overstepped her boundaries. She shut her mouth then and looked down to the floor of the car. "...Sorry..."

"You're illiteracy is not your fault."

"Maybe it is." She mumbled as she stared at a few broken nails. "Maybe if I hadn't be so scared that night I could have escaped." Her mind wandered back to the night her family was split apart, she merely watched frozen as her parents were ripped away from her. Leaving her with no hope of seeing them again.

"Wouldn't have changed anything where you're education was concerned." He said. "You couldn't have gone to school."

"So you think..." She replied and shifted in her seat again, it was a lumpy thing and it cause her back to ache more then it already had.

"What do you mean?" He asked as he pulled into the airport parking lot.

"Doesn't matter." She replied and moved out from the car, stretching when she was outside. The airport was full today. With Mutants and slaves. It made her a bit nervous as she moved around the car to her Master's side.

Toad walked into the airport main station. He had already purchased both their tickets before he had left to get her.

They boarded the plane without any trouble.

It was almost eight hours later when they landed in York.

Callie hadn't spoke through out the flight and about two hours in she fell asleep against her Master's shoulder unintentionally. After he shifted quite abruptly she jolted away, rubbing her eyes slowly, and stared at the hint of morning light over the horizon.

"It's cold..." She whispered as she rubbed over her arms then her legs.

"Winters comin'." He said flatly. "Gets colder here than where you're from. You'll get used to it."

Ah the thought of a hot bath for once in five years made her tingle. She was quite ready to break free from the quick water down with a fire hose down in the cold basements of the slave quarters.

Standing up she stretched softly, exposing more of her pale stomach then pulled her shirt down again. "Did you sleep?" Please say you didn't...that way I wont have to deal with you all day.

"I don't sleep around people." Toad said. "I don't sleep much in general."

"Great..." She rolled her eyes and pushed past him, squeezing into the line to get off the plane. Crossing her arms again she tapped her foot in annoyance as a few mutants took it upon themselves to push her out from their way.

Toad got off the plane after her, his hands in his pockets.

She stood in the airport and rubbed her eyes again. She was dirty and smelt bad; her hair was matted in places, and probably not as bright in colour as it should have been. She wanted a bath very much so. But she would have to wait.

After that it was a blur. She had gotten into another car and had fallen right back to sleep. Then was woken after the car jolted to a stop.

Groaning in exhaustion she moved out from the small car and stared over at the rather large villa they were parked in front of. "You live here?" She asked in a disbelieving tone.

"Yeah." Toad said simply as he shut the car door. He moved toward the house. "Once you get past the gate your collar will be activated." He said. "You won't be able to leave unless I allow you too. Though you have free reign of the house and garden." He passed the gate into the yard.

Her hand moved up to the collar slowly. The tips of her fingers pressing against the cold metal briefly before following him slowly, leaving what freedom she had left behind.

As she stepped through the gate her collar make a small beep and then fell silent again. Sighing softly she looked back to the moor beyond the gate with a frown and continued down the garden path.

The gravel pinched at the bottom of her feet with each step as she kept two strides behind her master. "How do you afford it?" She asked as a cold wind shot past her, sending shivers through her body.

Toad came up to the door and pulled out his keys. "It belonged to my parents. When they passed away they had no one but me to give it too. Odd thing was they had no will. A friend of theirs knew about me and found me. So by rights everything went to me."

"Wow..." She replied, as she looked the house over. "I used to have dreams about having a house this big when I was little." She smiled softly as a few birds flew by in the distance then looked to him again. "Why are you wearing goggles? I mean...seriously..."

"I'm near sighted." He said going into the house.

"So you wear goggles?" She lifted a brow and shook her head slowly, stepping into the house. Was a well-furnished place. Smelt a little stale but nothing she couldn't spruce up. Well...at least it'll keep me busy during the day... She thought as she rubbed her arms again.

"They are magnetized." He said. "It helps me see things better."

"They make you look bug eyed." She replied as she leaned over a vase to smell the flowers sticking out of it.

Toad looked over annoyed. "I look bug eyed either way."

She pressed her hands onto the table and leaned forward slightly then turned her head toward him. Her bangs fell over her eyes as she stared at him. She didn't like him at all, she wanted to drown him already.

"You can go wherever you want. Except my workroom. That room is off limits." He moved up the stairs. "I'll show you you're room."

"Can't imagine what you do in there." She replied snidely and stepped up the first few stairs.

"I do my work. That's all you need to know." He reached the top of the stairs and walked down the hall.

She grumbled under her breath and moved down the hall, stubbing her toe on a lifted floorboard. With a small curse she quickly recovered and stood next to him silently.

He turned to one of the many doors and opened it. "This is your room. My room is next to yours. If you need anything, get it yourself. If I'm in my workroom. I don't like to be bothered. If I'm sleeping... same thing."

"Yeah yeah I get it, don't bother you at all unless you come to me." She dismissed him with a wave of her hand and moved into the room that would be deemed her own. It was cold and a bit dark. A thin layer of dust could be seen on the floor. No one had stepped foot in here for many years.

The sheets were a satin like material and a deep violet in colour. The bed was bigger then any she had ever owned and looked very welcoming. Crossing over to the window she drew the blinds to bring some light into the room.

"I also don't like being dismissed." He said before leaving the room.

She glanced over her should and rolled her eyes again. The light brought a more welcoming tone to the room. Her toe was throbbing now as she leaned most of her weight onto her other foot.

Once she heard a door close she moved across the room again, peering out into the hallway. Seeing as he wasn't there she moved out.

It took her a few minutes to find a bathroom but once she did she shut the door and locked it. Moving to the porcelain tub she turned the water onto hot, sitting on the edge as it warmed.

After it was the temperature she wanted, she undressed, and moved into the water. Groaning softly she leaned back, allowing the dirt to wash itself off her pale skin. Then she moved completely under the water to wet her hair.

After that was done she looked about for any form of shampoo and conditioner. There were a lot of fancy vases on the back end of the tub, some contained soaps, and other she assumed was what she was searching for.

After washing her hair and body she moved up and out of the tub. Grabbing a soft white towel she wrapped it around her slender body as she opened the drawers under the counter.

Finding a pair of old scissors and a hairbrush, most likely belonging to Toad's mother. She won't mind I'm sure. Combing her hair out as best she could she then trimmed the ends to make them even again and cut off the mats. After another thirty minutes for so the uneven ends were completely hidden. "Always did have a way with hair." She said smiling as she primped herself.

Gathering up her hair from the floor she threw it into the wastebasket and opened the bathroom door. Looking out for him she then tiptoed back into her room and hopped onto the bed, leaving her dirty and ragged clothes on the small couch.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Toad asked standing in the doorway.

She gasped softly and looked to the doorway quickly, pulling the towel up higher over her breasts. "You can at least knock!" She snapped and pulled her legs farther up.

"It's my house." He said. "And I can do anything I want where you're concerned." He stepped into the room and threw some clothes on the bed. "It's mine, I don't have anything else but you can wear it until I get you some decent clothes."

Oh how I want to strangle you... She thought as she pulled the clothes over. "Fine whatever..." She mumbled as she picked through the clothing.

Toad looked over her body as the towel clung to her every curve. He smirked slightly before leaving the room again.

She sighed softly as she let the towel fall. Pulling the black hooded sweatshirt over she slipped it over her head then grabbed the sweat pants. Slipping them on as well she took up the towel and returned it to the bathroom. The clothes where far to baggy on her, but at least they fit better than her previous ones.

Stepping back into her room she crawled back onto the bed and leaned against the pillows, sighing softly.

She lay there for almost an hour before getting off the bed. She figured she'd do something with herself. Maybe clean the house, maybe make future... meetings.... with him a little more pleasant than the would be.

Moving out into the foyer she looked around, spotting the kitchen, and moved inside it. Kneeling in front of the sink she pulled the cabinets open, true enough there were cleaning supplies.

Pulling them out she set them on the table. Looking around the kitchen she wrinkled her nose. She would start here; this was the most important room in the house.

Taking up the cleaning supplies she proceeded to clean the kitchen, then the living room, and all other rooms. Though she was most likely going to find the workroom and be scolded for disrupting him ... but it wouldn't damage her too much.

After some hours had gone by the house was spotless. Pulling the yellow gloves off her hands she set the supplies back under the sink. The garden would be a job for tomorrow, she was too tired to now.

Moving back up the hallway she opened the door to her room and shut it, crawled onto the bed, and laid down again. She stared towards the window as the sun began to set. "Hello new life..."

"Was that a thrilling hello?" Came Toad's voice again. "Or a disappointed one?" He asked sarcastically.

She looked up slowly, staring over at him. "What do you want now?" She replied in a tired tone. She just wanted to sleep now, in her bed.

Toad smirked. "Come with me." He said stepping out of the room again.

She suddenly got a bad feeling about him. "I-I don't...want to..." She stuttered and sat up quickly. "I'm tired..."

Toad paused just outside the door. "I said... come with me." He said his voice calm.

"I can see you just fine from here." She said in a frightened voice though she tried to hid it. She didn't trust him as far as she could throw him.

"You will do as I say." Toad said his voice raising an octave in anger. "Now do it!"

She flinched at his sudden rise intone and reluctantly moved up from the bed. Moving to the doorway she stopped a good distance from him, waiting for him to lead the way before she would follow him.

Toad moved to a door that was further down the hall and opened it waiting for her to go through.

She stayed silent and slipped past him, entering into his room. It was rather bare. Only a bed and a dresser stood in it. The musky smell was strongest in here, proving that this was his room but he obviously didn't spend much time in it.

Toad stepped in the room after her and shut the door.

"Take your clothes off." He demanded in the same tone he had before. If it was the only way for her to do what he wanted, then so be it. He could be cruel if he wanted.

"...Yes sir..." She squeaked as she pulled the hoodie up over her head again and dropped it to the floor. Keeping her back to him she shivered and she slipped the sweat pants down and nudge them to the side.

Toad smirked and watched as she undressed herself leaving herself bare before him. He moved closer to her and ran the tips of his fingers gently along her cheek.

"Tell me..." He said. "Do I repulse you?"

She tried to hold her tears back as she crossed her arms over her breasts. "N-no..." She whispered sincerely.

Toad backhanded her. "Don't lie to me!" He yelled.

She screamed out and fell to the floor. Staring at it she took sharp breathes, trembling noticeably at his feet.

"Well?" Toad asked harshly.

"....no...." She sobbed as her tears steamed down her cheeks; it had been a long time since she had cried. Two years to be precise. Quickly she began wiping the tears away, hoping that he hadn't noticed her weakness.

Toad crouched over her almost straddling her, his movements so quick she barely saw him move. He grabbed her chin in on hand and forced her to look at him.

His tongue slid out of his mouth, running along her jaw line up to her ear.

Her eyes widened as she watched the slimy appendage slip out from his mouth. Is that...his tongue!? She thought, whimpering softly as she felt it run along her skin. "S-stop it..."

Toad drew his tongue back into his mouth. "Why?" Toad asked. "I thought I didn't repulse you. Has that changed now that you've seen my... mutation?"

"Stop...please..." She pleaded again unable to say anything else.

Toad leaned back. He didn't look happy. He pulled his fingerless gloves off along with his jacket and threw them aside.

"Unbutton my pants."

"..." She closed her eyes slowly then opened them, a few new tears falling down her cheeks. Inching forward she reached for his pants. Lifting his shirt up slowly she loosened his belt. Then unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down. Once that was done she jerked her hands back to her chest. Trembling more as she tried to cover herself with her own limbs.

Toad pulled his pants down slightly his cock freeing from the material nearly right in her face.

She let out a much more distressed whimper as she quickly hid her face from his sight. She knew what he wanted and there was nothing she could do to stop him. She hated it. Hated cowering under him like a five year old being scolded by her parents...but it was what she was going to have to deal with. "Please don't..." She didn't even know why she bothered begging him. All men were the same, when they wanted something 'no' had no a meaning to them.

Toad gripped his soft cock in his hand and pumped it getting slightly harder. "Take it in your mouth." He said.

"...No..." She sobbed onto her knees and rocked slightly back a forth. "Please no..."

Toad gripped the back of her hair and forced her to look up at him. "Do it!" He put the tip of his cock against her tightly closed lips.

Another whimper escaped her lips as she opened her mouth slowly. Allowing the tip of his cock to rest a few inches in her mouth. It tasted salty and something else that she couldn't pin point. Closing her eyes tightly she allowed him to slip as far in as he could.

Toad pulled her blonde hair out of her face as he slowly moved his hardening cock in and out of her mouth.

She gagged slightly on him as he pumped himself inside her mouth. She leaned back and opened her eyes after a few seconds, staring up at him with a silent plead for him to stop once again.

"I'm going to ask you this one more time." Toad said. "And you're answer will determine your fate for tonight." He pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Do I repulse you?"

She coughed as he pulled out of her and looked away from him shamefully. "...No...."

He paused and stared at her. "Why?" He asked more out of confusion than anything else. Every mutant he passed was repulsed by him never mind a human. What made her so different.

"I've seen uglier things then you..." She replied softly still staring at the floor. "You couldn't repulse me no matter how hard you tried..."

"You're lying." He said more out of shock. "Everyone is repulsed by me." He said. "The ugly Toad."

"There are far uglier mutants in this world then you..." She mumbled again.

Toad scoffed. "Just because you've seen something more repulsive doesn't mean it's not repulsive." He said backhanding her once again.

He moved so fast she didn't even realize he had hit her again. Her head lashed to the side, as she remained silent this time. Her eyes closed as she absorbed the blow to her cheek, which screamed in pain.

He pushed her down onto her back and ran his finger along her entrance. "The man that sold you. Was he lying to me?" Toad asked. "Are you really a virgin?"

"A-AH!! NO!!" She screamed and slapped his hand roughly away from her warm pink flesh. She had never been touched like that before by anyone. It scared her knowing that no matter how hard she fought him her virginity was going to be taken from her tonight. The one thing she could never get back and the one thing that would never be granted to the right person now.

Toad grabbed onto both of her wrists and roughly pinned them over her head. He loomed over her like some fey beastie.

"Fight me and you'll only make this worse on yourself." He said. "Frankly I don't give a rats ass how you take this. But you being a virgin and all. I thought I'd make it easy on you."

She stared up at him, not fighting against his hold in the slightest. As she recounted what he had said and let it sink in she then felt a twinge of anger. Her feisty side had returned for another round. Narrowing her eyes she then spit into his face followed by a low growl.

Toad closed his eyes before taking one hand off her wrist to wipe of his face. "Fine... have it your way." He said he rubbed his cock against her dry entrance.

"Ngh!" She twisted uncomfortably under him as he rubbed his hard cock against her. "Sick perverted prick!" She snapped in a final attempt to wound his ego as her body twitched. It was started to have a different reaction to his moments. Her sacred area was growing hot and tingly the longer he teased it.

Toad could feel her getting wetter against him. It was good enough. He wanted it to hurt. He pushed the head of his green cock into her, his hand around the base moving it, pushing it in further into her dry hole.

She took a sharp breath as she felt her walls stretching as he pushed his erection into her. So far it wasn't much to be upset over until she felt a sharp pain explode inside of her pussy. Squeaking she pressed her knees tightly against his sides. But the pain didn't last long, just a few seconds.

"What the fuck you freaking out about?" Toad asked. "I haven't even fucking touched you're maiden head yet!" He pulled out slightly and pushed back in shallowly.

She stayed silent then looked to her knee slowly. With out warning she then rammed it into his side as hard as she could. "Get off me!!"

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" He asked pinning her beneath him again. She barely had enough leverage in the hit to do any damage nor knock him off.

"Your worst nightmare if you don't get off! No means no!" She yelled and she struggled more under him, barely moving him a centimetre still.

Toad laughed as she squirmed under him unintentionally rubbing against his cock. She was trapped and had nowhere to go. "And just cause you say no... means I can't do it?" Toad asked. "Reality check little girl. You're mine. I can do what ever I want and no one.... gives a rats ass about you."

She sobbed then and fell still, turning her head away from him. He was right. No one cared about her. No one ever would. Her family had certainly forgotten her by now or were already dead. She was just another human slave at the mercy of the superior race.

"Doesn't feel good does it?" He asked rubbing his cock against her again. "Feeling trapped. Feeling like no one cares. Like the person you're trapped with could.... no.... would kill you at any moment." He pushed his cock into her again the tip hitting her maidenhead but not breaking it.

"O-ow..." She whimpered as he touched her maidenhead, it certainly did not like him around at all. But the pain didn't last long either and soon it faded. Laying still all she did was stare away from him, not giving him the pleasure of seeing the helplessness in her eyes and the small longing for death.

Toad clenched his teeth in anger at her reaction and plunged his cock deep inside her. He didn't' pause to allow her to adjust to him. He thrust hard into her putting his hands on the floor on either side of her holding his weight above her.

She screamed as she felt him plunge deeper, breaking open her maidenhead forever. As the pain worsened every time he trust into her she dug her nails into her palms as she shut her eyes tightly.

God please make him stop... She pleaded in her mind over and over like a skipping record. Her legs fell lax against his side as his hips rammed up against her thighs. She wanted the pain to stop more then anything but it only grew worse and worse. Tears welled up under her eye lids and soon fell down her cheeks.

"Makes it worse knowing this could feel good instead of painful had you not spit at me huh?" He said smirking. "Gotta fucking learn love." He moaned as her walls clenched around him, squeezing him. "Fuck you feel so good."

"Don't you 'love' me you bastard...I'll shove a cleaver in your skull while you sleep! Just watch!!" She snapped once more glaring at him then screamed out again. What did I do to deserve this? ... Is all this my fault? My persecution for past life crimes? She didn't know anymore. Her world was beginning to fade as the pain racked her body of all its energy.

Toad laughed. "And I wonder where that would get you." He laughed. His breathing picked up as he thrust faster into her. "Fuck.... I'm gonna cum." He said.

The last thing she needed now was to get pregnant. She'd seen what was done to the girls that were sent back because their master's weren't careful. She didn't want to go through that.

"Take it out.... not in me...please..."

"Fuck.... I'm gonna cum in that tight pussy of yours." He said pulling his pants down a bit more before continuing to move against her. He leaned down pressing his chest against her breasts as he kissed her pushing his long tongue into her mouth.

She coughed as his tongue invaded her mouth, his breath stank too. Making gurgling sound she moved her head from side to side in attempt to break the kiss. Her body twitched violently as he sped up his thrusts, causing her to grab onto his arms and try to force him up off her.

Toad used a hand to stop her from moving as he deepened the kiss sliding his tongue against hers. He moaned against her mouth and pulled away to kiss her neck. "Fuck.... so close...."

"N-no....please..." She pleaded as she began to feel dizzy, the pain getting to her head. "Please don't..." ...what have I done to deserve this?

"Why?" He asked still moving in and out of her, not slowing into he least. "Give me one good fucking reason."

"I don't want to bear your children..."

"Abortion." He said simply. "I said a good reason." He ran his tongue over her breasts nipping the small nubs with his short stubby teeth.

"..." She fell limp and stared up at the ceiling. There was no good reason that would stop him so she would make it as less gratifying as possible. Turning her head away again she stared towards the wall, making no reactions to his teasing.

"Look at me." He said. "I wanna see the look in your eyes as I cum inside you." He said.

"If you were going to you would have done it by now." She replied shortly and in an icy tone as she continued to stare towards the wall.

"Look at me!" He said pulling off his goggles.

"Make me..." She said in the same icy tone and glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

Toad grabbed onto her jaw and forced her to look up at him as he sped up his thrust. His fingers would bruise her jaw and he knew it. "Fuck...." He moaned licking his lips with the tip of his tongue. "I'm cumming." He said.

She could feel his cock pulsing inside her as he cried out his release, the hot sticky fluid coating her insides.

Her body gave another jerk as he slammed deeply into her in his orgasm. Feeling the hot substance sting the tears in her walls. But she merely stared blankly at him. Are you happy now? She asked him though didn't speak. Are you happy now? Now you've taken everything from me? Do you feel bigger? In control?

Toad stayed on top of her a while his breathing evening out. "You could have avoided the pain." He said. "It would have felt good."

"Your the one who decided to hurt me..." She mumbled and turned her head away again. Her heart felt like it had stopped and that it would never beat again. Her body didn't feel the same...it's felt dirty... deformed...ugly ... all because of him.

"I wouldn't have..." He paused and moved away from her sitting against the headboard. "Just like him." He muttered. "Not like him.... no.... never like him.... I didn't..." He could feel tears prick his eyes as a memory he'd forgotten washed over him.

She sat up slowly, sitting lopsided on the floor as she pulled the hoodie and sweat pants over Slipping them back on easily she gripped the bed as she stood up. Her knees buckled under her weight as she kept her eyes anywhere but him.

"I didn't deserve that..." She mumbled as she wobbled towards the doorway. She didn't believe his tears, he was a cold-blooded creature, and he couldn't feel anything. It was all just a ruse so he could have her again in forth coming nights.

Opening the door again she moved out and shut it silently behind her.

"I'm not like him." He said quietly. "I'm not a rapist."