Author's Note: This is my first, (and probably last) venture into the
realm of lemons, so if it's bad, it's bad. I won't care. If it turns
out well and I get like overwhelming fan support I may do another, but
don't count on it. Some of the characters may be acting a little OC,
but hey, its a lemon, how much accuracy do you want? One more note:
This story has nothing to do with the "Alone in Time" Series I'm
currently working on. All characters represented here are the property
of their creators and distributors and used for entertainment purposes
only, etc...etc.. Any C&C can e-mail me at ShampUsagi@yahoo.com
Ranma 1/2
"Night Terrors"
Ukyou watched the news as she made her breakfast on a fine spring
morning. Things couldn't be going better. The restaurant was doing
excellent business and last night, when Ranma dropped in for
dinner, he had complimented her on a new dress. She barely heard the
announcer on the news program as he droned on about more earthquakes
and acts of terrorism.
Suddenly, she heard the anchor say something that stopped her short.
She took the pan off the stove and turned up the volume on the
portable TV she kept in the kitchen.
The announcer shuffled his papers. "Police are still searching for a
suspect in the recent rapings in the Nerima district. This rapist
seems to target young girls and women between the ages of fifteen and
twenty, usually alone. There have been no witnesses to these crimes,
and the girls are usually found severely beaten, with no memory of
what happened to them. One girl managed to give police this
description before lapsing into a coma." The screen switched to a
police officer reading a report.
"A young man, about twenty to twenty five years old, with dirty
blonde hair and brown eyes, wearing a red jacket and blue jeans. He
apparently calls himself 'Mitch' and carries a gun and several
knives." The screen switched back to the news anchor.
"Police have advised people to stay in their homes and not go out
alone at night. No attempts should be made to capture this man as he
is considered armed and dangerous. More on the story of "The Nerima
Terror" as it develops. In other news, a giant panda
has been sighted..." Ukyou flipped the "off" switch on the TV and
shook her head.
"Imagine," she said, "What kind of sick person could do something
like that?" She returned to making her breakfast.
* * *
"Ucchan's" was extremely busy that day. Ukyou could barely keep up
with the rapid orders of okonomiyaki. When the day was finally over,
she was completely exhausted, practically dead on her feet.
There was just one thing she had to do before she could finally rest.
Deliver her customary okonomiyaki to Ran-chan at the Tendo Dojo. She
gathered up everything and prepared to head out. She happened to look
out the window before she left. It was
pitch dark outside. Ukyou groaned. Now she was going to have to walk
all the way to the Tendo house and back in the darkness. She
remembered with a shudder what the news had said this morning about
the "Nerima Terror". Resolutely, she shouldered her giant spatula and
tucked the smaller spatulas in her belt. Anyone who
tried to mess with her was going to get an unpleasant surprise!
She walked out, locking the door behind her and trying to
ignore the rapid beating of her heart.
She made it to the Tendo's without incident. Ranma was as
appreciative of her cooking as usual, snarfing it down with a "Thanks,
Ucchan." Ukyou grinned and prepared to brave the trek back home.
The streets of the Nerima district were totally deserted, and totally
black. Only an isolated streetlamp here and there broke the darkness.
Ukyou clenched her spatula tight in sweaty hands and tried not to look
at the alleys as she passed them.
Suddenly, a sound behind her made her turn in surprise. She whipped
her spatula into a definsive postition and looked around. Nothing was
there but an old stray dog. Ukyou laughed until tears streamed out of
her eyes. She sagged against a wall and wiped at them with her sleeve.
"You're too tired to be out
here, girl!" She told herself, "You're as jumpy as a mule with a burr
under its tail!"
If she had turned around again at that crucial moment, she might have
lived the rest of her life normally. If she had not been exhausted,
she would have heard the tell-tale scrape of metal being drawn. But
she didn't, and she was, so it was a complete
surprise to her when she felt the cold kiss of steel along her throat
and a deep voice say,
"Laugh it up. It may be your last."
Ukyou felt her chest contract. "Its.." she thought. A hard object met
the back of her head and all was black.
* * *
Ukyou startled awake. She spit hair out of her mouth. The back of her
head was extremely sore and tender, and her arms were twisted behind
her back. She tried to pull them in front of her, but they were tied
securely. Slowly, she remembered what had happened to her. On the
street, there had been a man, and a
voice...realization came flooding in and she let her head drop. She
was tied up on a bed in a bare room, with no windows and only a single
lightbulb hanging from the ceiling for light. She had been kidnapped
by the "Nerima Terror."
She raised her head. Her feet were tied together as well, and the
knots were extremely tight, cutting off any chance of escape. Not that
it mattered. The one exit out of the room, the door, was probably
securely locked. At least, she thought
gratefully, she still had her clothes on, even if all her spatulas
were gone. Maybe this was just a ransom kidnapping, after all.
Ukyou's back was to the door, but she clearly heard when it opened on
unoiled hinges. She rolled over and got her first good look at her
captor. He was about 6'5", with dark blonde hair and soft brown eyes.
He was wearing jeans, but his feet were bare and he wore no shirt.
Even from her position, tied up on his bed, Ukyou had to admit he was
one of the best-looking guys she had ever seen. He obviously worked
out, too.
"Glad to see you're awake. It's always more...fun that way." He
advanced slowly across the room, an evil smile spreading across his
face. Ukyou's heart caught in her throat and terror gripped her.
"Just what do you plan to do?" She demanded.
"That's for me to know," He knelt next to the bed and pulled a box
out from under it. "And you to enjoy."
Ukyou strained to get a look at the contents of the box, but all she
saw was the flash of metal as he pulled out two pairs of handcuffs.
She felt her heart freeze. Whatever he does to me, she vowed, I won't
beg. I won't!
"By the way," he started to untie her wrists. "You can call me Mitch.
And don't even think about trying to escape. I have a gun, and I'll
shoot you if I even think you're _thinking_ about it." He caught both
her wrists efortlessly in one hand and hancuffed one to each bedpost
so her arms were stretched out
over her head.
Ukyou's throat felt dry. She tried to squirm away as he pulled chains
out of the box. He caught her easily and chained her ankles to the
lower posts, forcing her thighs apart. Ukyou was glad she had chosen
to wear her leggings rather thatn a skirt:
anything to hide her from his appraising gaze. Ths combination locks
Mitch placed to keep the chains in place closed with a faint click
that sounded like the Doomsday doors slamming to Ukyou.
Mitch chuckled and stood up. He unbuttoned his jeans and let them
fall around his ankles. He already had a half-erection, and Ukyou
turned her head away and closed her eyes from the sight. She heard him
laugh again and felt sick.
Again he rustled around in the box. Ukyou tensed as she felt the tip
of a very sharp knife against her throat, but refused to open her
eyes. The knife moved down her body, between her breasts, stopping at
her waist, cleanly slicing through both shirt and bra without touching
the skin. The knife started at her shoulder and cut down both sleeves
as well. Then Mitch's hand gathered up the now useless materials and
pulled them away, leaving Ukyou's torso bare.
He did the same for her leggings, leaving her wearing nothing but her
underwear. He stopped for a moment to appraise his work. Ukyou dared
to open her eyes. She realized she was nearly naked, and flushed with
embarrassment. She looked over to where Mitch was standing, clearly
enjoying the sight. His hand was on
his member and he was gently stroking it to a full erection as he
gazed at her young body.
Ukyou felt sick again. She closed her eyes as Mitch came forward
again. She felt his weight as he entered the bed and his warm body
covered hers. His hot organ pressed into her thigh. She started and
tried to pull away when she felt his lips on hers. He
tried to force his tongue into her mouth, but Ukyou kept her lips
clamped tightly shut. Meanwhile, Mitch's hands roamed over her body,
sliding down her back and over her buttocks. Ukyou gasped, and Mitch
took advantage to thrust his tongue into her mouth.
Ukyou forced herself to keep absolutely still, willing her tongue not
to move against this unwelcome intruder. She toyed with the idea of
biting down for about three seconds, and then remembered the knife
that was still on the floor by the bed. No,however satisfactory it
might be, she'd better not do anything
like that.
Mitch explored her mouth with a familiarity that said he'd done this
many times. When he tired of that, he moved to lightly nibbling and
licking her earlobe and jawline. Ukyou sat statue still, refusing to
give him any pleasure. He chuckled and moved still farther down,
stopping at the hollow of her throat. His hand continued to explore
her body, roughly kneading her flesh. He slid one of his hands around
and slipped it down the top of her underwear. Ukyou gasped
involuntarily as his hand invaded her.
Mitch stood up again and retrieved the knife off the floor. Ukyou
felt her heart stop. He slashed away her underwear, leaving her
completely exposed. For the first time since she had been kidnapped,
Ukyou felt a flash of hot anger replace her fear. How dare he look at
her like that? The anger gave her strength.
The first time she could, she would gladly kill this man.
Mitch noticed the venom in her gaze and smiled evilly. He got on the
bed agian, poistioning himself between her knees. Ukyou tried to close
her legs to block out that stare, but they were held firmly by the
chains. She felt her breath catch in her throat. Now what was he going
to do?
Mitch lowered his head between her thights. Ukyou struggled wildly,
but found herself unable to move. She nearly cried out when she felt
his tongue moving up the inside of her thigh, but she managed to hold
it in. She would _not_ give him the satisfaction!
Mitch was finding this incredibly enjoyable. Most girls would have
cried out by now, begging him to stop, but this one was proving hard
to crack. No problem. He had lots of experience with the tough ones.
He moved his hand up and spread her apart,
moving his tongue in circles around her clit.
Ukyou was shocked as his tongue began expertly manipulating
her. She had never felt anything like this before! She struggled and
bit her lip to keep from crying out as new sensations washed over her.
Then Mitch put two fingers in place of his tongue and
began to move his tongue up her body. He licked his way up her stomach
and over her ribs, finally landing on her breasts. As his fingers
continued rubbing her clit, he moved his tongue around the sensitive
flesh of her breasts, teasing her nipples to erection.
Ukyou felt her hips buck back and forth against her will under
Mitch's expert hand. She was astonished at the strength of the
feelings radiating outwards from both his fingers and his tongue.
Mitch raised his eyes to hers.
"Enjoying it yet?"
Ukyou refused to answer, but her body gave her away as she shuddered
and suddenly tensed as Mitch's fingers brought her to her first ever
orgasm. The sensations she was feeling were the most incredible she
had ever known, but she still refused to give
him the satisfaction of crying out. She bit her lip until it bled and
forced herself not to move as her juices rushed out of her in a
violent cum.
Mitch felt her shudder and grinned at her. "That's just the first
taste," he told her, "It only gets better." He knelt between her
thighs again. He took hold of his cock and began stroking it to get it
fully erect again. Ukyou guessed his intent and almost screamed.
Mitch moved forward, noting the expression of terror on her face. He
positioned himself at her opening. "Beg me." He leaned forward and
whispered in Ukyou's ear. "Beg me and I won't do it. You're a virgin,
aren't you? Do you want to keep your precious virginity? Then beg me."
Ukyou felt tears well up in the corners of her eyes. She couldn't
just keep quiet and let her first time be with a rapist, but her pride
would never allow her to beg from anyone. A tear slipped down her
cheek as she was caught in the agonizing decision.
"All you have to do is beg me and I won't do it. I promise." And what
good, Ukyou thought bitterly, is the promise of a rapist?
Mitch moved his hips forward slightly so the head of his cock was
just inside her. Ukyou almost screamed again, and tears streamed down
her face as she realized she wasn't going to beg for anything.
Mitch saw the determined set to her face and guessed at its meaning.
"All right, then, if that's the way you want it." He drew back his
hips and then slammed his cock home, deep inside Ukyou. "Uhhh...so
tight," he panted as he pulled out and then plowed deep inside her
again and again.
Ukyou couldn't stop crying. She still refused to make a sound or move
in any way, even through the pain and agony she was experiencing. She
used every last bit of willpower she had and closed her eyes tightly
while Mitch pounded away on her. Her wrists and ankles were chafing in
their bonds and the extra pain added to her misery.
Finally, Ukyou felt Mitch shudder and tense, and felt a rush of
warmth inside her. Mitch collapsed across her, exhausted. He was heavy
as he sprawled across her diagonally, but all Ukyou felt was a kind of
sad triumph. She hadn't made a sound.
* * *
Mitch awoke from a deep slumber. He stretched and his hand brushed
across Ukyou's breast, startling her out of a doze. He grinned at her.
"So how was it?" Ukyou turned her head away from him and refused to
answer.
"That good, hmm? Well, too bad you won't remember it." He shook his
head in mock sorrow and reached into the box for the final time. "Then
again." He stopped for a moment. "You were one of the best I've had
yet. I'd like you to remember me forever." He
reached onto the floor, where he'd left the knife. He found it and
brought it up to show Ukyou. "And," he added, "I think I'd like
everyone else to know I've had you, too."
Ukyou went wide eyed with fear. Just when she thought she had been
tortured enough...She still refused to scream, even when he advanced
on her, bearing the so-sharp knife. Her throat constricted and he
brought the tip of the knife to just barely
touching her cheek. He laughed openly and ran the knife across her
cheek, creating a bright scarlet line of pain. Ukyou closed her eyes
and felt warm blood drip softly down her cheek. She didn't see when he
put down the knife for a small glass bottle he had pulled out of the
box. He uncorked it, and, careful not to breathe any himself, waved it
under Ukyou's nose. The last thing she remembered was his laughter.
* * *
Ranma was out for his cutomary nightly jog when he noticed a pale
form among the darkness of an alley nearby. Curious, he stopped to
investigate.
"Ucchan!! What happened to you?!?!" He picked up Ukyou's naked,
battered body tenderly in his arms.
"R-ranma...Nerima...Can't.." Ukyou grimaced at the pain.
"Don't worry Ucchan. I'll get you to a hospital. And whoever did
this, I'll pay him back!!!!"
Ukyou moaned in pain and blacked out again.
The End
'Kay, so, what do you think? This is actually not the last of this
story, I wrote another part 'cause I just couldn't leave poor Ukyou
like that. The next part, though, isn't lemon... and it's not quite as
dark. Well, anyways, thank you, and keep dreamin'.
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