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Post by Zoey on Mar 5, 2009 0:28:35 GMT -7
I couldn't even feel them inside of me anymore, all I felt was pain, and it was unbearable. As they thrust together I let out one last scream and was overcome by a hot feeling, washing all over my body, making me instantly weak. I came, collapsed in to Francis' arms, and stopped moving.
I closed my eyes, refusing to open them, my body entirely numb. For me, it was over. I had reached climx, and still bled heavily. I wanted to pass out. The heat that radiated from whoever I was clinging to became my only comfort in the world or darkness. I refused to respond to them. I refused to open my eyes.
... I was exhausted, and couln't feel my legs.
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Post by Marcus on Mar 5, 2009 0:51:51 GMT -7
Marcus came inside her and then pulled out. "That felt great!" I looked at Francis as she collapsed onto him. "Well, that relaxed me." Standing, I walked to my coat and pulled out my ciggaretts. I pulled one out and lit it. I looked over at him. "Want one?"
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Post by Francis on Mar 5, 2009 0:59:25 GMT -7
"I have my own, thank you very much." I gently lower Zoey to the ground, but instead of standing, she collapsed to the floor, and sat there. Her hair strewn everywhere around her face. She was only breathing heavily. Popping a cigarette into my mouth, I lit it with my zippo. Taking a nice hit, I pushed my dick back into my pants and zipped it up. I leaned downwards to Zoey, and offered her a hit.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 5, 2009 1:08:12 GMT -7
Slowly, I looked up at Francis, my eyes tiny and angry. I smacked his hand aside, and crawled away from him towards my pile of clothes. It took me a good five minutes to put on my pants, another three for my bra and sweater. I used the wall to raise my weak body off the ground. The two of them smoked, talking to each other as I stumbled away from them, grabbing my bag from the floor, slowly making my way to the table. Walking hurt, a lot. Not surprising since I still felt blood trickle down. They had just split me in two. I collected my pistol, and my uzi off the table, walking towards the second red door, completely ready to leave them to their own devises and run out on my own. At the moment my mind said that was better than being here.
I grasped the bar with both hands, and lifted it off, freeing the door to swing open.
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Post by Marcus on Mar 5, 2009 1:23:01 GMT -7
Marcus put his closes back on and stared at her leaving. "If you want to sentence yourself to death, then leave." She stopped. Did she know she was prime target? Zombies could smell blood from miles away. "Well shut the door when you leave." I puffed my smoke and watched her. "What would your parents think?"
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Post by Francis on Mar 5, 2009 1:28:31 GMT -7
I smiled and chuckled at Marcus's retort. Despite being funny, he was right. "The infected will smell you a mile away, I wouldn't doubt that a few infected are outside the door waiting right now." "I opened my bag up, and tossed Zoey a first aid kit, and a bottled water. Patch yourself up, I think we broke something." I laughed at my joke, then took a seat at the table.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 5, 2009 1:37:44 GMT -7
I shoved the first aid and the water in my bag, ignoring his warnings. I was ready to take on whatever infected I had to if it meant escaping from the two men I knew were just going to rape me again. "Fuck you guys, I'm not staying here... I would rather get my heart ripped out by a god damn hunter!" Throwing the bag over my shoulder I pushed open the door and stepped out in to the subway station, limping. I climbed down the initial wreckage in front of the door, limping past the fire and down the stairs. No infected so far... I was lucky. Raising my new weapon, I checked the first corner and continued on my way.
Screw them... taking my virginity like that... hurting me...
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Post by Francis on Mar 5, 2009 2:04:53 GMT -7
Making my way towards my things, I grabbed my backpack and threw it on my shoulder. I noticed the pool of blood on the floor, and I realized how rough we were on her. Grabbing my shotgun I stretched, waved to Marcus, who was standing oddly still. I headed on my way. I hopped down from the platform and started looking for the poor girl we just massacred.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 5, 2009 2:11:08 GMT -7
<<Moved To 2. The Subway>>
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