Eavesdropping by Patti Beeton

She had listened to them for several night’s, asking herself, “how many times can you fuck in a day?”  It was never ending with her roommates. She puts on her headphones and cranks the music once again to knock the moaning and screaming sounds out, yet fantasizing at the same time.

She finally gives in to the vibrator she keeps in her nightstand and pleasures herself as she listens. She was lonely, but had yet to find ‘the one’, not that she spent a lot of time looking, as her job kept her busy most days of the week. Managing a restaurant over on the east side of Chicago and online classes at a local college helped fill the void a little.

However she was not getting any younger, and her inner body was letting her know it, although she knew kids were not part of her future..something decided long ago. It was an early Thursday morning, and again she was awakened by the screaming and moaning, She shakes her head and smiles but as she listens something is different.  It’s not the normal kind of scream that she was used to hearing, Something was wrong.

Jumping out of bed she runs to her roommates door, it’s locked and now she is worried. Silence. Nothing, Like the room is empty. The door slowly opens on its own and she hears a low giggle…she steps back to turn away, but a hand grabs her by the arm and she is pulled inside. The sun is shining outside, however the room is pitch black with painted windows, Candles on a corner stand was the only light she could see.  “What the hell is going on?” but no answer…again she is being grabbed, more giggles. She is thrown to the floor by something..a terrible smell fills the room and she passes out.

Blood, everywhere when she finally opens her eyes. She feels burning between her legs, and wetness. Trying to scream, but there is no sound, at least not from her. The giggles start again and she feels something between her legs.  She never believed in monsters, but there was no other explanation for this…black eyes…reddish-orange thick skin..she does not see a mouth…but what she does see makes her vomit.

The creature was fucking her with what looked like a deformed penis, she cannot move, and the giggles..who the fuck was doing it?  Tears fill her eyes as the creature moves in and out of her, and again she passes out.  Bright lights in her eyes..and sirens. She wakes up in the back of an ambulance. Startled she tries to sit..but the attendant will not allow her to.

“What happened?” No one will answer her. Once at the hospital, they place her in a padded room by herself. A young woman enters and smiles. “Don’t worry dear, the baby is fine!” Screams and moaning come out of the padded room as giggles fill the hospital halls.

The Orphan Killer 2 Bound x Blood Created by Matt Farnsworth ©™ Full Fathom 5 Productions LLC
The Orphan Killer 2
Bound x Blood
Created by Matt Farnsworth
©™ Full Fathom 5 Productions LLC

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