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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Five_Nights_at_Freddy's, TSE
  Relationship:
      Jessica/Dave_Miller_|_William_Afton
  Character:
      Jessica, Dave_Miller_|_William_Afton, Charlie_|_Charlotte_(The_Silver
      Eyes)
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Kissing, Underage_Sex, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Dubiously
      Consensual_Blow_Jobs, Cunnilingus, breast_kink, Age_Difference, Poor
      Jessica, inspired_by_one_line_in_TSE_and_it's_pretty_obvious_which_one,
      Dave_is_a_creeper_and_Jessica_just_wants_to_be_polite, Graphic_Rape/Non-
      Con, Degradation, Creampie, Threats_of_Violence, Threat_of_pregnancy
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-06 Updated: 2018-01-02 Chapters: 3/4 Words: 11654
****** Stayed Too Long ******
by GoddessofAnubis
Summary
     In which poor Jessica hadn't run off with the others at the first
     chance to get away from Dave and immediately regrets it.
***** Chapter 1 *****
 
  “So, you’re pretty good at this.” Jessica mused awkwardly.
  It took Dave a moment to pull his eyes away from the screen. He stared at her
blankly, blinking owlishly before he seemed to realize what she said. He gave a
huff of a laugh.
  “Just good with computers.” He answered shortly.
  “Oh, so Charlie was right, huh? That’s neat.”
  She looked around nervously. It was just the two of them, since John had
chased after Charlie and Lamar wanted to follow Marla around. She was becoming
increasingly aware that she was stuck with a stranger, alone, in this small
space when she realized he hadn’t gone back to messing with the buttons. He was
just…staring at her.
  “…Yes?” She finally asked.
  He kept staring at her face, eyes darting around her features before he gave
a lopsided grin. “Sorry. You’re very pretty. How old are you?”
  She gaped at him. “Uh, well…t-thank you? And I’m sixteen…Nearly seventeen
though.”
  A spark began lighting up his dead eyes as his grin widened. “Such a ripe
age. You look…older.”
  That was creepy. She raised an eyebrow at him and glanced around despite
there being no one else. Meeting him in the mall, she’d felt he was an oddball.
He seemed quiet and socially inept but commenting on her age in such a way was
weird. Especially when he was older. She couldn’t tell how much older, since he
looked sickly and had dark rings under his eyes, but it was enough to be overly
creepy.
  “I, I get that a lot.” She tried to joke.
  “Must be your full figure.” He said.
  “Excuse me??”
  Her brow furrowed as she glared at him. Now he was commenting on her body?
But before she could get angry, he was moving towards her. She froze. His large
hand reached out, his fingers wrapped themselves around strands of her hair.
She stared at him on confusion and slight fear. Why was he touching her?
  “You have on some really nice perfume.” He went on as he leaned forward in
his chair. “Been a long time since I’ve smelled anything that pretty.”
  Her mouth opened and closed. She wanted to thank him for the compliment, yet
was too shell-shocked by his bizarre behavior. And then he leaned forward and
pressed his nose to the strands he was playing with, taking a deep breath of
it. She stiffened, making a face in disgust. He was sniffing her.
  “Whatizzit?” He mused softly into her hair.
  “J-Jasmine…” She answered automatically.
  “Pretty perfume for a pretty girl.”
  She tried to lean away from him, pull herself from his grip. He followed. “Y-
you know, I think I’ll…go see what the others are doing.”
  He didn’t seem to hear her as he stared near her chin. Increasingly nervous,
Jessica went to slide around him and stand up. She froze when his hands gripped
her forearms, stopping her, and he yanked her back into her chair with more
force than necessary.
  “You have such beautiful features…” He went on like nothing happened.
  She swallowed around the lump in her throat. “Thank you?”
  He seemed to realize he was still holding her and looked surprised, quickly
letting go. His hands hovered awkwardly as he chewed on his lip. He seemed
taken aback at his own actions, so maybe he hadn’t meant to be so weird?
Jessica tried to relax. Honestly the man seemed lonely, so maybe she shouldn’t
get so defensive so quickly.
  “You okay?” She asked him instead.
  He struck like a snake. His hands wrapped around her shoulders as he pulled
her forward, his chapped lips meeting hers. Out of instinct, she gasped, and
found his hot tongue entering her mouth. It swept over her own, prodding
against it, and she felt a spark go down her spine.
  Once the shock passed, Jessica began struggling. She got his hands off of her
and pulled away, face red in humiliation and disgust when saliva leaked on her
chin. Glaring, she instinctively raised her hand and slapped Dave across the
face, causing him to fall to the floor.
  “What the fuck?!” She snarled at him.
  He looked shocked, staring off at the wall as a hand slowly came up and
rubbed at the bright red mark he now supported. After a moment, he spit a small
bloody wad from his mouth. She almost felt guilty. But something in the air had
changed then and she was beginning to get nervous again as she eyed the door
behind him.
  “I did everything right.” He whispered suddenly, not looking at her still.
“So, why?”
  Jessica stared at him in confusion. “You think giving me some cheap
compliments is enough for me to sit here and make out with you?? You’re
apparently going senile in your old age.”
  He tensed. His shocked look relaxed, eyes narrowing slightly. Sneering down
at him, Jessica got up and went to step around him. She wanted to get as far
away from him as possible. Maybe the others would be willing to leave and she
could explain later because she didn’t think she could handle telling them
right now.
  “’Cheap’ huh…”
  Jessica yelped when his hand wrapped around her ankle. He pulled on her,
making her trip and fall, nearly faceplanting into the stairs. She managed to
catch herself, wincing in pain as her wrists flared up. But she scrambled to
get to her feet as he pulled her towards him, until she was completely under
his tall frame.
  “You think those were cheap compliments?? Too good for you?” Dave hissed at
her, a crazed look entering his eyes.
  “Get off of me!” She snapped at him, trying to push him off.
  “You think you’re too young and pretty for someone like me?” He went on
angrily as he gripped her shoulders and shook her.
  She cried out, feeling tears beginning to form in her eyes as cold fear
paralyzed her. Was he going to hurt her? Kill her? His expression was
frightening, teeth bared as he snarled down at her and digging his fingernails
into her skin. She gave a sob and turned her head away, not moving when his
violent shaking stopped.
  “….Hey, hey, shhh…” He suddenly went from enraged to reassuring, his grip
lightening as one went to her cheek and gently caressing it. “There’s nothing
to be scared of, sweetie. I know you didn’t mean it.”
  “D-don’t hurt me.” Jessica begged him.
  Dave looked surprised before that lopsided grin spread across his face. “Then
don’t give me a reason to.”
  She took in a shaky breath at that. There was something wrong with him. He
was unhinged or something, and she was stuck here with him. Jessica whimpered
as he kept caressing her, calloused skin rubbing against her cheek. His thumb
moved and rubbed small circles into her jawline as he stared down at her, eyes
focused on her lips.
  “Don’t be scared. I’m going to take care of you.” He whispered as he leaned
forward, kissing her again.
  She didn’t dare fight. She was too scared to. Not with how quickly his mood
had switched before. His lips were cold against hers, but his tongue was just
as warm as before. It pressed against her lips and not sure what to do, she let
it slip into her mouth. He hummed in response. Dave began eagerly licking at
the inside of her mouth, lapping at her cheeks and along her teeth, meshing
their tongues together.
  That spark started again. She groaned in discomfort, body shaking under his.
Despite finding the forced kissing gross and humiliating, her body was getting
warm. What was wrong with her? Why was she reacting like this when she didn’t
want it? She wanted to shove him away, but when she moved to, her hands were
trembling too hard.
  Not noticing, Dave grabbed one. He intertwined their fingers in a manner too
familiar and intimate then pinned it above her head. Jessica gasped for breath
when he finally pulled away, watching in distaste as he licked his lips with
far too much enthusiasm.
  “You taste sweet. Like candy.” He said.
  “Please, no more…” She whimpered out, chest heaving as she tried to keep
herself from sobbing again.
  “Aw, but we only just started getting to know each other.” Dave chuckled.
  Jessica bit her lip, a sob escaping. But the guard was distracted, eyes drawn
as her chest kept heaving in fear. His eyes lit up in excitement. With his free
hand, he slowly trailed his fingers down over her dress. Realization hit her
suddenly.
  “Don’t!”
  He smiled and palmed her breast easily. The mound of flesh fit comfortably
into his hand. Slowly, Dave began squeezing it experimentally, curiously. He
licked his lips again as he released her hand and groped both of her tits.
Jessica couldn’t stop the moan before it was out of her mouth, hands going to
his shoulders and trying to push him away.
  “Stop, please, stop!”
  “Perfect size, aren’t they? Like they were made for me.” Dave cooed at her,
pressing them together.
  “You had your fun, please! I won’t tell anyone.” She promised him
desperately.
  He snickered at that. Ignoring her pleas, he nuzzled at the bottom of her
left breast, kissing at the base through her dress. He peppered kisses along
the base until his face was pressed into the valley between her breasts, giving
a content and rather disgusting sigh of pleasure.
  “Such a nice dress…I’d hate to have to ruin it.” He mused softly to himself.
His dead eyes glanced up at her tear stricken face. “Will you take it off, or
should I?”
  She cringed. “D-don’t, this is going too far, please!”
  “Jessica~” He cooed at her in a sing-song manner. “Either I rip it off and
you have nothing to wear, or you take it off.”
  He pulled away from her, hovering over her body on his hands and knees.
Jessica squeezed her eyes shut, trying to collect herself, and reached for the
hem of her dress. Slowly she hiked it up, hesitating over her thighs. She made
the mistake of opening her eyes, forced to watch him stare at her exposed skin
like she was opening a present for him. It made her stomach lurch but she kept
going.
  “See? Just as I said. Your figure makes you look older…” He said, reached out
and carefully running his thumb over her ribs.
  Once the dress was over her head, he grabbed it and tossed it on the chair
behind him. Jessica whined, laying there in her bra and panties, trying not to
see the way his eyes raked over her body. His grin widened unnaturally as he
began panting in lust. He straddled her waist and without warning, pressed his
face between her breasts.
  “Stop!” She screamed, pushing on his shoulders again.
  He laughed against her skin, arms wrapping around her body as he pressed
himself harder against her. “You’re so beautiful…so pretty. What did I do to
deserve this?”
  Was that it? She was little more than an object to him, a gift fate had just
dropped into his lap? Jessica sobbed. She felt disgusting and used, and knew
this was only the beginning if someone didn’t interrupt and help her.
  “All this, just for me~” He went on and eagerly nuzzled against her tits as
he grinded his pelvis against hers.
  “What do you want from me??” She demanded desperately.
  He glanced up at her, pressing a wet kiss against her right mound. “Aww,
don’t be so upset. I’m not asking for much. You guys are trespassing here and
I’ve been nice enough to not get you into trouble, haven’t I?”
  Jessica winced. It was true, they had broken the law by repeatedly coming
here to Freddy’s, but what did that have to do with him molesting her like
this?? She wanted to say so, but couldn’t when he began rolling her tits in his
hands, groping them through her bra. She whined; it felt oddly good to be
touched like that and she hated it.
  “All I want, Jessica…is to make you feel good.” He mused heatedly, eyes
glinting as he began rolling her nipple between his long fingers. “It works out
for both of us.”
  She keened as he carefully pulled on them. When she didn’t further protest,
he chuckled and yanked her bra down under her breasts, exposing them to the
cold, stale air of the small room under the stage. She gasped, face red and
tried to cover herself but he pulled her arms away. Dave moaned in
appreciation, pelvis grinding against hers more insistently.
  “They’re perfect…”
  Slowly, carefully, he ran his tongue over her areola. She gasped at the
touch, his tongue still so warm against her skin. He then wrapped his tongue
around her nipple and she realized just how oddly long his tongue was. It sent
a confusion jumble of emotions through her. She was thankfully distracted when
he latched on to her left nipple and began lightly nibbling on it until it
hardened.
  “D-Dave…!” She whined, back arching her into his mouth further.
  He moaned and began suckling on her tit. It felt odd, yet sent a burst of
pleasure through her as she gasped. Her hands suddenly scrambled to his hair,
fingers tangling in the strands, but she didn’t know if she should push him
away or pull him closer. He kept sucking though and she felt her toes curl as
she panted and moaned and dug her nails into his scalp.
  He finally pulled away with a wet ‘pop’. He was breathing hard, lips glinting
with saliva as he eyed the forming red mark on her breast with pride. Grinning,
he began pinching her other nipple as she yelped, then lunged and latched on to
it, giving it the same treatment as its twin.
  Jessica couldn’t help the noises that came out of her mouth. She keened, head
thrown back as he suckled off her, almost like a desperate nursing child. As
his tongue played with her nipple in his mouth, she became increasingly aware
of the wetness between her own legs. It ached with a pressing need unlike
anything she’d ever felt before. She shifted, rubbing herself against Dave and
saw stars.
  “See? I can make you feel so good.” Dave purred as he wiped his mouth.
  She groaned, cheeks pink as she saw the bruises and hickies forming on her
breasts. They were swollen from the nonstop attention, and she was suddenly
grateful no one else would be able to see it later. She laid there trying to
compose herself. The ache was still pulsing between her legs but she could
ignore it for now. She just wanted this all to be over.
  “Ohhhh….guess I did a real good job, huh?”
  Jessica looked up at him, not sure what he was talking about, and froze. Dave
sat back and pried her legs apart, eyes staring intently at her crotch. Her
panties were clearly damp, sticking to her netherlips, and she squeaked in
embarrassment. She tried to pull away, wanting to hide, but he tightened his
grip threateningly as he gave her a look.
  “Come on, you’ve been so good for me. Don’t start.” He said sternly.
  She felt her heart stop and ceased struggling. Instantly he perked up,
smiling in an unhinged manner as he pulled her up into his lap. Jessica was
forced to sit there in a mixture of fear and arousal as he hooked her legs over
his shoulders and leaned forward, inhaling her smell. She gaped at him in
shock. That, that was weird, why was he so damn creepy??
  She nearly screamed when he licked her through her panties. Her fingers dug
into the floor as he hummed and mouthed her crotch, sucking on the fabric. His
nose rubbed against her clit and she gasped, thighs tightening around his head
and pressing him harder against her. Dave laughed against her skin, fingers
prying her panties aside to expose her to the air.
  Jessica whimpered. She hated how wet and turned on she was, how he could see
such an intimate part of her. His grin reminded her of a shark as he descended
on her, sucking her lips into his mouth. That hot tongue of his began lapping
at her, dipping into her, before pressing insistently into her clit. She
couldn’t stop the cry this time; her hips began rolling into his mouth as her
feet pressed into his back.
  His name fell from her lips in a mantra as he kept up his assault. It was so
good, the way he’d play with her clit with his tongue, the way he’d lap at her
slit. And then that long tongue of his wormed its way inside of her. She moaned
and bit her lip hard enough to bleed. Slowly, he began fucking her with it, and
she couldn’t stop herself from moving with him. The warm muscle made fireworks
go off in her head as it went deep enough to hit a special nerve inside of
herself, making her hiss and beg him to hit that again.
  He happily did so. He tongued her g-spot over and over as she unknowingly
humped his face. Jessica wasn’t even sure if she’d care anymore. Her hands
again went to his hair, pulling him closer, nails running over sensitive scars.
Dave moaned into her, the feeling making her sob in pleasure.
  “D-Dave, Dave…! Please, Dave, please!”
  He began sucking on her again as his tongue curled into that spot. The
obscene noises only made Jessica moan. Her eyes rolled back into her head when
the hand holding aside her panties spread, his finger playing with her clit.
Like a switch, she came into his mouth, vision going white as she cried out and
convulsed and rode out the feeling on his tongue.
  Jessica went limp then, the haze afterwards making her limbs feel too heavy.
She’d never experienced anything like that before. She whimpered when Dave kept
licking her, nerves feeling overly sensitive and burnt out. Finally he pulled
away, licking up any left over juices as if savoring and cleaning up an ice
cream cone.
  “You made…the most amazing noises…” He panted out, eyes dark with lust.
  A red flag went off in her head. “You got what you wanted…”
  He looked up at her, grinning that large, crooked grin, as he chuckled and
hands went to the front of his jeans. Her eyes followed before widening in
fear. There was a huge tent in the front of his jeans, showing just how much
he’d been enjoying himself. She sobbed. After all this was he seriously going
to…?
  “Hey, don’t cry. We’re going to have so much fun.” Dave said eagerly,
unbuttoning his jeans. “You’ve liked it so far right?”
  “I, I don’t want this! I don’t want my first time to be in this disgusting
pizza place with some creepy old man!” She snarled at him, trying to pull
herself away from him.
  His entire demeanor changed instantly, eyes narrowing at her as he grit his
teeth. Before she could move away, he grabbed her arm and her chin, nails
digging into her skin as he snarled down at her. “All I’ve done is make you
happy! Make you feel good and none of that is enough!”
  He slammed her down on the floor, making her hiss as her head knocked against
the dirty tile. Her vision swam briefly. Groaning, she tried to focus and
noticed Dave hovering over her. He gently hushed her, cradling her head between
his hands as he kissed her forehead.
  “Shh, it’s okay. I know you’re scared, but we’re going to have so much fun!
Isn’t it fair for you to return the favor now?”
  The instant mood switch again left her reeling. He grinned down at her,
thumbs rubbing over her cheeks as he pressed a wet, open mouthed kiss against
her lips, then her jaw. His hands trailed down her body, pausing to rub his
fingers over the bruises on her tits, then down to her panties.
  “It’s been so long…so long since I’ve had this…” He whispered mostly to
himself, eyes distant as his fingers played with her waistband.
  “P-please, don’t. Anything but that, please!” She begged him desperately.
  “Don’t be frightened, I promise I know what I’m doing.”
  Dave began unzipping his pants. She stared in horror, clamping her mouth shut
as her mind tried desperately to think of something to get her out of this
situation with the insane man. He just wanted things to be fair, apparently. So
that left her with very few options that wouldn’t set him off. Tears in her
eyes, she sat up and grabbed his hands, stopping him as he went to pull his
pants down.
  “W-wait.”
  The guard paused, looking curious. She had to stop to collect herself,
sighing, before she reached into his pants herself. Her hands were shaking as
she carefully pulled out his dick, flinching. It was so warm in her hands. It
was thick, pulsing, but more than anything it was long. Jessica didn’t know
much about male genitals, but he seemed longer than most.
  He groaned at her touch, hips twitching. Swallowing roughly, she began
carefully stroking him. He gasped in her ear, large hands going to her
forearms. She felt sick to her stomach. There was liquid at the tip and when
she touched it, the stickiness clung to her but made the movements easier.
Slicker.
  “Your hands are so soft…” He moaned into her hair, hunched over her as she
continued jerking him off. “I wonder how soft your insides are though.”
  It was an obvious hint. She glanced up at him, his eyes hungry, before
looking down at the flushed cock in her hands. She had to do it before he got
impatient. She gave him a few more strokes before removing her hand and wiped
it awkwardly on her leg. Dave hissed above her at the lack of touch. Before he
could move, likely shoving her down to properly fuck her, she moved her hair
aside and crouched down and gave his head a lick.
  He stilled instantly, tensing. She tried not to wince at the taste. It was
musky and heavy on her tongue, slightly salty, making her almost gag. Trying to
collect herself, she looked up at him and saw his eyes wide as he stared down
at her. His grin was huge, looking like a child on Christmas.
  “Not what I was expecting.” He said in a giddy manner.
  “I’ve, I’ve never…” She tried to explain, wincing. She hadn’t expected such
an enthusiastic response and now she was regretting her choice.
  He seemed, somehow, even more excited by that. “I’ll be happy to teach you
then.”
  His hand went to the top of her head and shoved her down. Jessica winced,
having his dick forced into her face. Nervously, she began licking him. He
reacted the most vocally when her tongue hit the veins, so she tried to focus
on that, trailing down the veins as she went down to the base, flinching when
her tongue hit his balls. Especially when he moaned and dug his fingers into
her scalp, trying to force her there again.
  “Open wide.” He said smugly.
  “Wait, I-”
  They were forced into her mouth with a shove down. Grimacing, she quickly
began sucking on them and licking them. She felt disgusted. She heard Dave
panting and moaning above her, nails digging into her head, and was too happy
when he didn’t resist her pulling away and instead slowly sucking on his tip.
  “Fuck, just like that…” He hummed as his hips surged forward, forcing more
into her mouth.
  “Stop shoving me!” She snapped at him instinctively, pulling away.
  Dave looked confused, panting, but managed to seem sheepishly. “Sorry,
it’s…been awhile.”
  “Don’t…don’t rush me okay??” She said, stomach lurching as she sat there.
  “Hey, you’re doing great, sweetie~ So, soo great. Fucking Christ I can’t
believe you’re really sucking my dick.”
  He leered at her as he said it. Jessica flinched. She wasn’t doing this
because she wanted to, even if he was disillusioned into thinking that. Not
sure how to react, she sat there, but Dave was quick to tighten his grip on her
hair and yanking her down into his lap. With a strong shove, his cock was
forced into her mouth as she gagged.
  “O-oh fuck!” He moaned above her.
  Her jaw was forced open wide around the thick flesh. Her eyes watered
instantly as she struggled to swallow and breathe around the intrusion, trying
not to panic as she began breathing through her nose. With each swallow, she
felt Dave twitch above her. His hands wouldn’t let her pull away either, so she
could only blink back the tears and fear and start sucking on him as she ran
her tongue along his cock.
  “That’s it, just like that. Wider…Fuuuck, yes!”
  His hips thrusted again and again and again, and suddenly Jessica knew she
was in trouble. He wasn’t stopping his movements. His hands were gripping the
back of her head, fingers woven into her hair, as his dick was repeatedly
shoved deeper into her throat. She whined and grabbed his hips, trying to get
him to stop as her air was cut off with each thrust.
  Tears rolled down her cheeks. She was going to suffocate. He was going to
kill her because he couldn’t control himself. Dave’s head was thrown back,
panting like a dog in heat, as he wildly fucked her face. His cock kept hitting
the back of her throat and made her gag over and over. Even when she dug her
nails into his hips, trying to stop him with all her strength, he just groaned
in response and shoved harder.
  “So hot and tight…! C’mon, baby girl, almost there.”
  The nickname made her want to bite his dick off. Her lungs burned, her throat
hurt like nothing she’d ever felt before and her jaw ached from overuse. She
felt saliva leaking from the corners of her mouth and down her chin in a
disgusting mixture of smit and precum. Desperate, she began trying to suck
harder, which was awkward with his jerky movements. He moaned louder and she
felt his cock twitching in her mouth.
  Jessica wanted to pull away and tell him to no. To not do what she knew he
was thinking. But she couldn’t with her mouth so horribly full and with a long,
pleased groan, Dave came into her mouth. Then halfway through, he pulled out
and she got a face full of hot cum, spraying her across the eyes, her nose and
some into her mouth.
  Quickly, he wrapped his hand across her mouth, forcing her mouth shut.
“Swallow it.”
  She whined, struggling to turn away. The taste was so disgusting and hot and
she sobbed as he grinned down at her. Out of reflex, she swallowed to ease the
constant ache in her throat and felt it ooze down into her stomach. She gagged
again as Dave laughed at her.
  “Not bad for a first attempt.”
  She didn’t dare respond. Her hands were shaking as she raised them to her
face, wanting to wipe the liquid off, but her wrist was grabbed. To her
absolute horror, Dave raised his phone up and there was a SNAP as he took a
picture of her sitting there, mostly naked, and covered in his jizz.
  “Don’t look so down.” He cooed mockingly at her, pulling her closer. She
shuddered in disgust when his now soft cock rubbed against her lower stomach.
“Think of it as a memento of our time together. Especially since you promised
not to tell anyone else…”
  His eyes turned hard at that. She quickly nodded her head. She couldn’t
imagine what she’d do if anyone saw that picture. Her friends…her
family…Chuckling, he kissed her. His hand crept into her hair and yanked her
head back for a better angle, using her like a doll, before he pulled away. He
looked remarkably pleased with himself for a man that had just molested her.
  “Here, hold still.”
  Jessica looked up, gritting her teeth when he began cleaning her face off
with her own dress. The feeling of being used only increased. He used the
inside, meaning no one else would see it, but she’d be forced to feel it there.
A constant reminder of what he’d done besides the soreness of her jaw, bruises
on her skin and the broken feeling she had inside of her chest.
  “Perfect! Such a pretty girl you are…” He tossed the dress to the side on the
ground. “I’ll head out first, give you some time to get dressed and clean up
more. And remember: you don’t tell anyone.”
  Dave tucked himself back into his pants and stood up, stretching cheerfully.
Without so much as a glance back at her, he left through the small door.
Jessica sat there a moment, staring off at nothing. Maybe that all hadn’t
happened? Maybe it was all just a bad dream? She’d just fallen asleep here,
under the stage, the stress had gotten to her.
  She quickly redressed on auto pilot. Her panties clung to her uncomfortably,
her bra hurt the fresh bruises on her breasts and the drying cum rubbed against
her stomach and thigh with every move. Her legs shook as she stood up, eyeing
the control room with disdain before slowly leaving herself.
  “Jessica, there you are!” Charlie greeted her almost immediately. She and
John walked over, the pair giving Dave a wide girth. “Have you been playing
with the controls this whole time?”
  Behind them, Dave turned and gave her a large, prideful smile. She almost
shuddered. “Y-yeah, Dave was learning them…look, he got Bonnie to sing!”
  She pointed to him on the stage, where his mouth was moving to no music as he
tapped his foot. The pair were quickly distracted by the new movements and
rhythms and Jessica relaxed slightly with their attention off of her. She just
wanted to go home now…
  Which meant of course, it was at that moment that Bonnie began to spasm and
jerk and rip himself from where he was bolted to the stage. And then the lights
began acting up, flickering, making things look like they were stop-motion. The
odd music on the speakers became deafening and the group quickly banded
together to run for the exit to the hidden restaurant.
  And as Jessica ran for the exit behind Jason, making sure the small boy was
okay and that no one could see how exhausted she was, she felt something grab
her. Clunky hands wrapped themselves around her waist and mouth, pulling her
back into a hard chest. She could barely make out gold fur in the off lighting,
panicking and struggling against the hold.
  Looking up, she and Jason met eyes. But the boy couldn’t stop running, eyes
wide and fearful, as she was pulled deeper into the restaurant. And no matter
how hard she struggled, she couldn’t fight against the plastic arm that wrapped
around her neck until she blacked out.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     Wow wasn't expecting the reaction to this XD Glad you all enjoyed it
     and here's chapter two~
  Jessica cringed as she felt herself waking up, throat aching vaguely and her
brain whispering that something was wrong. She wasn’t sure what though, since
she was still coming to. Groaning, she slowly opened her eyes and found herself
in darkness. Confused, she turned her head and when nothing changed, slowly
raised a hand.
  There was a wall immediately to her left. Another to her right. She was in a
dark, small space…maybe a closet? But why? She remembered…she remembered
running with the others. Jason. Someone or something had grabbed her and she
passed out. And then she remembered under the stage with Dave.
  Shaking, she tried to feel around. It seemed like an empty space, dusty and
dirty. Despite that, she began crawling along slowly. She found the door
quickly, light coming from the bottom crack. Slightly dazed, she felt against
the door despite knowing the knob would be higher up, and froze when she heard
noise on the other side of the door.
  It opened and blinded her. She cringed, shielding her eyes, feeling vaguely
nauseous. She heard someone chuckling above her as her eyes adjusted to the
onslaught and stared up, horrified, at Dave. The guard smirked down at her.
  “You look good on your hands and knees.” He said lecherously.
  She stared at him in shock. Once the situation hit her, Jessica was quick to
leap back away from him, falling on her rear, as she glared up at the older
man. “What’s going on?? Where am I?”
  He had changed since the control room. His uniform was partially there, he
was still wearing his dirty, stained black jeans but had shed his collared
shirt. Instead he wore a once white sleeveless shirt that exposed his arms and
the awful scars littering his skin. He had his hands on his hips as he leered
down at her, smirk widening at her questions.
  “The band started spazzing out, remember? Didn’t see anything with the lights
going haywire, and I found you just collapsed near the kitchen. Decided this
was a good place to hide you so nothing could happen to you.”
  “Collapsed…?” She echoed, frowning as she thought back to what she could
remember.
  Before she could, only remembering whatever grabbing her had been cold and
hard like plastic, she realized she wasn’t in her clothes. She gasped and
grabbed the shirt, eyes wide. It was a dark purple, ratty, collared shirt…
  “Why am I wearing your shirt?!” She hissed at him.
  He raised an eyebrow, looking annoyed. “Because I was kind enough to put it
on you. Your dress was ruined.”
  “And you just decided that meant you were allowed to strip me down in my
sleep?” Jessica snapped at him.
  “I didn’t hear any protest.”
  She gritted her teeth in response. How dare he…! As if it wasn’t enough that
he had assaulted her a few hours ago, hadn’t threatened her into giving him a
blowjob, now he thought it was okay to invade her privacy while she was passed
out? But she tried to take in a deep breath and calm down. Dave had proven to
be less than sane and she wanted to survive this night.
  “C-can we just get out of here please?” She said instead.
  She pulled on his shirt and tried to cover more of herself. The shirt clearly
was a men’s since it felt awkward on her chest, and barely covered her hips.
But she really didn’t want Dave able to see her legs and panties. Of course it
didn’t help much, if at all, and she shuddered as she caught his eyes gazing
down her thighs.
  “Well, it’s still dangerous out there.” He said slowly, forcing his eyes back
to her face. “I brought us to the office for protection, until they hopefully
calm down and go to sleep.”
  “So…so we’re stuck in here?”
  She glanced around finally at the small area. It was a cramped security
office. The desk was huge, full of drawers and spiderwebs. There was a huge
cabinet behind it, a typical office chair, and a door with stained glass.
Deciding she didn’t want to be sprawled out in front of Dave, she pulled
herself up, trying to keep the shirt down.
  “Where are my shoes?” She asked instead.
  “Put them near the door. Relax.” Dave shrugged it off easily, taking a seat
in the chair. His eyes were instantly back on her exposed thighs. “You don’t
seem all that grateful with me saving you out there you know.”
  Jessica bristled, clamping down on the response bubbling in her throat.
“Sorry, I’m still…dazed from waking up in a dark, tiny room.”
  He made a motion with his hand, shrugging, as he sprawled in the chair to get
comfortable. “Okay, but still. After we had such a nice time together…”
  Again, she had to stop herself. Him nearly suffocating her with his dick was
not on her list of ‘nice time’. “What are we doing while we wait in here?”
  She turned towards the cabinet. It was taller than her, and definitely a
heavy duty kind of metal that had rusted. She opened the top drawer, finding
nothing but papers, yellowed in age, scattered and layered around. She closed
it, uninterested, and went to the next drawer-
  She yelped as Dave’s large hands went to her hips. His thumbs went under the
waistband of her panties, fingers pressing into her skin as he pulled her back
until the back of her legs hit the chair. She froze, stiffening, as the guard
leaned forward and pressed his face into her back.
  “Still smell that nice perfume…really like how you look in my shirt.”
  Jessica cringed, struggling not to yank herself out of his grip. “T-that’s
not answering my question.”
  “Such nice, smooth thighs…Didn’t get to appreciate them when they were
wrapped around my head.”
  She bit her tongue at the crudeness, hands clenching as she struggled not to
turn around and slap him again. It was even worse when his hands moved to her
front and his long fingers slid into the front of her panties, rubbing at her
navel.
  “Stop!” Jessica hissed at him, trying to pull his hand away.
  He chuckled and pulled her down into his lap. She whined in disgust when she
felt his hard on through his pants, rubbing against her crotch. She tried to
leap away from him, but Dave was quick to wrap his arms around her waist,
pulling her tight against his chest as he nuzzled her neck.
  “You, uh, mentioned…being a virgin?” He asked into her skin.
  “And I plan on it staying that way.” She spat at him.
  He hummed as a response, not really paying attention, as he began running his
hand up and down her thigh. She shuddered, flinching away, and hated that part
of her enjoyed the touch. His calloused skin left her own feeling hot in the
aftermath and she felt the familiar heat between her legs again.
  “You’re getting wet again, huh?” He asked huskily, thumb brushing against her
panties and rubbing at the growing wet spot. “You really like what I do to
you…”
  “I do not! I’d rather die!” She hissed and struggled against him.
  She froze instantly when he moaned in response, horrified when she realized
she could feel him poking her. Despite the layers, there was such a heat coming
off of him, and as she settled again, felt the tip of his dick rubbing against
her core.
   She bit her lip when he rolled his hips up into her, grinding himself
against her. She felt her toes curl in response, a sharp pleasure going through
her spine. Not again, her mind whispered, she didn’t want to go through this
again. But he did it again, more aggressively this time, and she couldn’t stop
the cry that escaped her.
  “Girls always try to act so high and mighty…” Dave muttered breathlessly as
he kept rubbing against her.
  The brunette tried to glare at him in response. Sexist asshole…But it was
forgotten when Dave began moving, reaching under her to unzip his pants.
Jessica trembled in fear and arousal when his cock was suddenly between her
legs, rubbing against her, and she began desperately hoping that just grinding
on each other was enough for him.
   “I want to fuck every piece of you.” Dave whispered into her ear, making her
shudder. “So, what will it take for you to get on your knees for me, hm?”
  “P-please no…” She sobbed, throat still sore from the previous time.
  “No? But you did so good last time.”
  His hands grabbed her thighs and he kept moving against her. Jessica stared
in transfixed horror as his cock slid between her legs, precum slicking her
skin, staining her panties. It felt good which was the worst part. The head
kept catching her, causing him to rub against her clit, and she tensed up each
time.
  “It’ll be easier this time, too…” He kept whispering into her ear, slight
stubble scratching her. “You can wrap those perfect tits around me, flutter
those pretty eyes up at me, I won’t…l-last long.”
  His hips moved faster, causing him to start panting. Her thighs were getting
slicker as well from the precum. She felt a wave of disgust at that and herself
for her body reacting, warming further at the feeling and implication. She
couldn’t stop a moan as his cock kept rubbing against her. Her lower stomach
was coiling, the foreign feeling of nearing orgasm getting more intense.
  He stopped suddenly, hands pressing her thighs together tightly around his
dick. Jessica groaned in discomfort when the pleasure stopped suddenly. He was
still panting in her ear. She shifted in his lap, desperate to get away from
him, but he tightened his hold on her waist.
  “Still pretending, huh?” Dave asked in a disappointed manner.
  They were moving before she could react. Jessica yelped as she was shoved
against the desk, sprawled out on her front as the guard loomed over her. He
forced her hands up above her head and she felt something cold around her
wrists. Staring in shock, she found metal handcuffs looped around some weird
metal bar attached to the desk. She quickly struggled against it. It rattled
but did not budge.
  It was even worse when he pressed into her back. His still hard dick was
prodding against her panties, large hands moving down her sides and feeling her
curves. He licked his lips in her ear. She sobbed. He was really going to do
this, in this tiny room.
  “Please don’t do this, please…” She begged him.
  He flipped her on to her back without a response. Her arms crossed awkwardly,
pulling on the handcuffs. It made them dig into her skin. She was forced to
stare up at Dave as he grinned down at her lustfully, eyes raking over her
cleavage in his shirt and the fluid on her thighs. He leaned forward and
inhaled near her naval.
  “I gave you a chance.” He said softly as he pulled her panties down.
  “I’ll do it! Please, I’ll do it right now!” She sobbed as he spread her lower
lips.
  He ignored her. She felt his breath on her skin, making her shudder, and he
dipped forward and licked her. She couldn’t help the squeal that left her
throat. Her thighs began trembling as his tongue ran over her, slurping up any
of her juices he could find.
  “You taste even better the second time.” He taunted her.
  “Please, I’m sorry, whatever I did…”
  Dave paused at that, dead eyes looking up at her face in surprise. “Hey,
don’t be like that. You’re going to love this, okay? I’ll try to go slow at
first.”
  She bit her lip hard as he lined himself up. If their previous encounter was
anything to go by, Dave had no sense of self control. This was going to be
painful. Her first time, with some creepy guard in an abandoned restaurant she
was stuck in.
  Slowly, he rubbed his dick against her, coating himself in her fluids. She
felt like gagging. Teary eyes stared down in horror as Dave grabbed her hips
and began pushing himself into her. She cried out in pain; her body struggled
to stretch around the sudden intrusion and there was a painful pressure as the
head was forced into her.
  “Pull it out!” the brunette begged him hysterically, trying to pull away. “It
hurts, pull out!”
  “Stop being dramatic! I’ve barely got it in.” He snarled down at her in
annoyance, grip tightening until there were bruises on her hips.
  He thrusted his hips impatiently, shoving more of his cock into her body. He
moaned as she screamed, tears falling from the corner of her eyes and into her
hair. He thankfully paused then, the guard struggling to breathe as he panted
and looked awestruck down at her stomach.
  “I’ve never…you’re so tight…” He said breathlessly.
  “Please, please, don’t…no more. Dave, please, it hurts.” She began rambling,
begging him still, hating how much pleasure and enjoyment he was getting from
her. “Please I’ll do whatever you want!”
  He didn’t seem to hear her, a huge grin spreading across his face as he
continued staring down at her. “I’ve never been anyone’s first before.”
  He said it like he was claiming a trophy. He ran his tongue over his teeth
and started pushing more into her. Jessica sobbed, hands clenching around the
handcuffs. He paused when his cock finally came to her hymen, breathing hard at
the strain, before his grin went sharp and he shoved through it.
  She screamed again. Any arousal from the previous actions was gone, leaving
only pain. When Dave was finally fully into her, Jessica felt like she might
pass out. His cock was scrapping against her insides, her womb, and she hated
that her body was adjusting to it.
  “See? You survived.” He sneered at her, finally moving his hands from the
perfect handprint bruises on her hips. “Honestly, I thought you were lying to
me. A pretty girl like you? A virgin? Especially when most of your friends are
guys.”
  Jessica wanted so badly to snap at him how vile he sounded. But she was too
busy breathing, trying to focus on something other than the agony in her loins.
She barely reacted when he pulled on the shirt she was wearing, popping open
the buttons and exposing her bra to his large hands.
  He was obsessive in his pawing. He pressed kisses against her sternum as he
pulled her bra under her breasts, fingers pinching her nipples. She didn’t even
notice. Her gaze was staring up at the lone lightbulb in the ceiling. Maybe if
she laid there, it would be over faster?
  “Are you still crying?” Dave asked suddenly, grabbing her hair to force her
to face him. “I’ve been nice. Made sure you were wet, been here waiting for you
to get over it. But nothing’s good enough for you, is it?”
  He slammed a hand down next to her head, making her jump as she stared at him
in fear. She whimpered, struggling to stop the tears in case it further enraged
him. But he just laughed, mood changing instantly. It left her reeling,
confused, not sure how to react to the insane man. Especially when he just
latched on to her tit and began sucking on it.
  “Wrap your legs around me.” He ordered into her skin.
  Jessica hesitated before doing as told. It made her insides ache in response,
wincing at the pain. But Dave was satisfied and his hands still gripping her
breasts, he began sliding himself out of her body. It felt odd. She whined
until only the head remained, legs shaking around the man’s waist as she tried
to mentally prepare herself.
  He snapped his hips into her with a loud groan as she gasped. It burned and
hurt yet feeling him rubbing at parts of her made the spark of pleasure ignite
again. Slowly, Dave repeated the action. Pulling out and slamming back in. She
jerked at the action, wincing when her head hit the metal bar her hands were
attached to.
  He began rolling his hips slowly at first. Jessica whined each time his cock
rubbed at her womb, toes curling. It felt good and she hated it. Once he was
sure she could handle it, he began speeding up. Deep, hard thrusts that shoved
her into the desk as he panted on to her. Each one was easier as Jessica felt
herself loosening up, the heat becoming unbearable in her tummy, legs
tightening around his waist.
  “God, it feels so good…” Dave hissed.
  She keened in response. She dug her heels into his back, head thrown back. He
latched on to her neck, teeth biting at her skin. He dragged them up to her jaw
and nibbled on her lower lip. Waiting until she groaned to kiss her sloppily.
His long tongue entered her mouth instantly, wrapping itself around her own as
she struggled to breathe through her nose.
  “I want to fuck you forever.” He panted into her mouth, his thrusts becoming
faster and more erratic. “You’re so warm and tight. Your body keeps squeezing
me and pulling me in deeper.”
  “D-Dave…” She managed, not sure what she’d even say.
  He smirked at her. “At least it knows what it wants.”
  The words stung but she didn’t respond. He didn’t even give her a chance to.
Somehow his movements came faster, rougher, shoving his cock into her body with
more force. Each time she felt her head hit the bar. She whimpered. It was
starting to become uncomfortable again, painful, as Dave lost himself to his
own pleasure. And yet the coiling in her loins never faded either, leaving a
confusing mess of emotions and feelings.
  “S-so close…” Dave panted.
  “Please!” She cried out.
  She meant to ask him to uncuff her. His rough movements were causing them to
dig into her wrists, she could feel her skin breaking and the sting of sweat
and blood. But he kept railing into her so quickly that her throat choked out a
moan instead, eyes rolling back into her head.
  She could feel his cock twitching inside of her. She began tensing up in
response, the coil tightening and getting ready to snap. His thrusts were
somehow more erratic, no longer following a rhythm as he wildly fucked her. She
felt her voice raising in pitch and volume, unable to help herself. With a loud
shout, she tensed up and came hard around Dave’s cock.
  He gasped in response, eyes wide. His nails dug into her skin. He was
breathing hard through his teeth before he froze, groaning as he shoved himself
deep into her and came. Jessica became increasingly aware of the hot cum inside
of her, staring down at here they were still connected in shock as Dave
collapsed on top of her.
  “Why…w-why didn’t you pull out?!” She snapped at him.
  Dave kept panting before finally managing to meet her eyes and shrugged.
“Forgot.”
  “You idiot! What if you get me pregnant or something??”
  He rolled his eyes. “We just fucked and you’re already whining about
something else.”
  Slowly, he began pulling himself out. Jessica hissed at the ache that
followed, along with the torrent of cum oozing out of her, mixed slightly pink
with blood. She quickly pressed her legs together, wincing in pain. It hurt so
bad now, a constant ache between her legs. She wasn’t sure if it was because of
her inexperience or because of how rough Dave had been with her.
  She yelped when he suddenly grabbed her hair, yanking her head to the side
and standing over her. Her eyes widened as his cock was pressed into her face,
covered in jizz and her own blood. She stared before slowly looking up at him
pleadingly.
  “You made the mess.” Dave said, forcing her head forward until her lips
touched it. “Clean it up.”
  “Haven’t you done enough-?” She started angrily before he shoved his dick
into her mouth.
  She gagged and her eyes watered as it hit the back of her throat. The taste
was a disgusting mixture of the musky salt, sweat, and metallic blood.
Thankfully it was over quickly as Dave pulled away, tucking himself back into
his pants as he sat back into the chair. She collapsed against the desk and
curled up as much as she could.
  “…uncuff me please.” She said softly, afraid of the answer.
  He snorted in response. Jessica closed her eyes. She had a feeling that was
how this was going to go. Leaving her displayed obscenely like this, for anyone
to see. She felt the familiar pinpricks of tears in her eyes but tried to
swallow it back.
  “C-can you at least…cover me?” She asked.
  Dave rolled the chair closed, forcing her legs open around him. To her shock,
he leaned forward and lapped at her. She yelped, jerking as her sensitive
nerves reacted. He chuckled and licked up the mess between her legs eagerly,
pausing to give her clit a little kiss before he slid her panties back up her
legs and on to her body and helped her breasts back into her bra.
  “…thank you.” She grumbled.
  He pressed another kiss on her navel. “I’ll be back soon. Gonna see if the
coast is clear out there or not.”
  He left her there. Jessica watched him go, waiting until the door was closed
before she turned aside and hid her face in her arm to sob. She felt so dirty
and defiled. Used. What was going to happen to her? She still couldn’t tell on
Dave, not with the picture he had of her on his phone. And then there were her
friends. Would they come back for her?
  What would they say if they found her like this? She wasn’t sure if she’d
want to be rescued if it meant them seeing.
  Forced to lay there, Jessica managed to lay on her side and eventually passed
out from exhaustion.
***** Chapter 3 *****
  Jessica woke up to Dave pacing the office. She stared at him blearily, body
sore from being forced into an uncomfortable position for so long. Her arms
were screaming at her as she woke up. Confused, she watched him move back and
forth for a while, wondering what had upset him.
  “Dave…?” She whispered.
  “I had everything perfect…” Dave mumbled to himself. He didn’t look at her.
“So why? Why am I…”
  He finally looked over at where she was laying. His dead eyes were hard as he
looked over her half-naked form. She flinched when he walked over. His large
hand cupped her cheek, thumb rubbing at her skin as he leaned forward.
  “Why am I hesitating because of you?”
  She frowned, confused. But before she could ask, he kissed her. Fingers woven
into her hair, forcing her head to turn so he could force his tongue into her
mouth. She didn’t fight it. She even obediently sucked on his tongue, hoping to
end this quicker.
  “What…do you mean?” She finally asked carefully.
  “I’ve been wanting to return here for so long…be reunited…” Dave chuckled
then, thumb caressing her cheek. “I remember you when you were so small, you
and Charlotte.”
  Jessica stiffened at that. She shouldn’t have been surprised. Hurricane was a
small town, everyone went to Freddy’s. But how did Dave know her when she had
been what? Six? And still remember her?
  “I knew you both would be so pretty when you got older. And look at you. So
beautiful…I wondered if you’d keep that hair long. If you’d dye it. I’m glad I
got to see…”
  He moved down her body. Kissed the valley between her breasts. Her sternum.
Grabbed her tits into his large hands and squeezed them. Jessica groaned,
shuddering. They were sore as well from the constant attention the guard gave
them. She wasn’t sure why he was so focused on them but at least it meant he
wasn’t trying to have sex with her.
  “Yours are bigger then Charlotte’s. Want to finally do what I asked?” He
whispered as he pressed her breasts together.
  “D-don’t talk about Charlie like that.” She hissed at him in disgust.
  He laughed. “Don’t dodge the question.”
  She swallowed hard. She didn’t want to. God knows she’d rather do anything
else than be forced to suck his dick again. But she had to weigh her options
and she wanted to survive. So she reluctantly nodded, not meeting his eyes.
She’d rather not see the excitement in his eyes.
  “That’s my girl.”
  Jessica felt her skin crawl at that. He pulled out a keyring and used it on
the handcuffs. She hissed as she slowly eased her hands down; they hurt from
the movement, getting the blood flow back. She stretched to try and get the
kinks out of her back before easing off the desk.
  Dave was instantly back in the chair. He watched her, eyes glinting as he
grinned. As soon as he saw her looking, he leaned back and spread his legs. She
tried not to grimace, feeling disgusted with herself as she obediently got in
front of him before lowering herself down to her knees.
  He hummed in appreciation, sitting back smugly, forcing her to undo his
pants. She did with shaking hands. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing
this. She tugged on his pants and tried not to gag when his cock was exposed,
only half hard.
  “How…?”
  He raised an eyebrow at her. “You don’t know how to turn a man on? I find
that unlikely.”
  She bristled at that, glaring at him. “Why don’t you go back to imagining me
as a helpless child? Seems to get you off.”
  His eyes narrowed. “You shouldn’t talk with your mouth full.”
  He put his hand on the back of her head and forced her head down. His cock
was forced into her mouth instantly. She nearly gagged, whining as she tried to
pull away until just the head was in her mouth. Slowly, she began running her
tongue over it almost curiously. She felt him tense when she licked the slit
and so focused on that until she leaned forward and swallowed more of him down
her throat.
  “You’re getting so good at this…” Dave murmured as he watched her with lidded
eyes.
  She pulled away, wrapping her hands around his dick and palming him as she
caught her breath. “M’not happy about that.”
  He smirked. “Though I do believe you’re forgetting a part of this…”
  The brunette shuddered, glancing up at him. He leered at her. Taking a deep
breath, she unbuttoned Dave’s collared shirt and shrugged it off. She then
unhooked her bra. She sat up straight, glaring at Dave, as she exposed herself
and tossed her bra aside. His eyes were instantly on her, eyeing her hungrily.
  “God, they’re beautiful…”
  “My eyes are up here.” She snapped at him.
  He had the gall to laugh at her. “Oh, don’t worry, sweetie. Those are nice
too.”
  She glanced down and saw that watching her undress had gotten him fully hard.
Gritting her teeth, she hesitantly leaned forward until his cock slid between
her breasts. It left a disgusting feeling on her skin. Especially when he
moaned, his large hands pressing her tits around him, hips thrusting up into
her.
  “God, yes…” He hissed.
  “You mentioned not lasting long like this?” She asked, moving herself up and
down.
  He began breathing hard at that, eyes staring at her intensely. She tried to
remember what he’d said before, what he liked, wanting to get this all over
with as fast as possible. She slid his cock between her tits faster, panting
herself, before she turned down and lapped at the tip of it. He nearly shouted
at the action.
  “J-Jessica!”
  His fingers dug into her hair, yanking on the strands. His hips kept
thrusting into her cleavage, her own hands making them tight around him. She
didn’t argue. If he used her, then it’d be over sooner. She groaned as she felt
his dick twitching against her skin, not even fighting when one of his hands
pressed her head down until she swallowed the head of his cock into her mouth
with each thrust of his hips.
  “Shitshitshit…!”
  She felt the shudder that went through his body when he came. He pulled her
head back at that moment, cumming all over her chest. She grimaced, eyes shut
tight against the hot liquid as she tried not to feel nauseous. Dave gave a
sigh of contentment, slumping back in the chair bonelessly as Jessica pulled
away from him. She looked around for something to clean herself off with but
there wasn’t anything in the room.
  “C’mere.” Dave said suddenly.
  He pulled her up into his lap out of nowhere, making her yelp. He reached
around her into a drawer of the desk and pulled out an old, small towel. It was
stained with age but at this point, she didn’t care. She took it and wiped
herself off, trying to ignore the way he watched her clean her breasts of his
cum.
  “You’re making me second guess myself.” He said softly, laying his forehead
on her collarbone.
  She stiffened at the action, making a face. “About what?”
  “Staying here.”
  She froze, staring at him in confusion and shock. Staying…here? In Freddy’s?
It was an abandoned, desolate place, hidden away. How could he believe he could
stay here? Why would he want to after what had happened? Those thoughts were
shaken off when he moved, hands settling on her hips as he sat up.
  “If I took you home, the things I’d do to you…” He mused darkly, eyes
glinting.
  The thought made her feel sick, stomach lurching. She just wanted to go home,
see her family again. Her friends. Pretend this all never happened. The idea of
being stuck with Dave forever, being used as his hidden away toy, made her
blood freeze in her veins. And seeing how he reacted to the idea, promising
horrible things if he had the opportunity, she knew she’d never survive.
  “Can I get dressed please?” She asked softly, shyly.
  His expression changed at that. He blinked, surprised, before he smiled. He
hugged her tightly, making her stiffen awkwardly as her naked chest was pressed
against him. It made her shudder. He leaned off to the side and grabbed his
shirt, helping her back into it and buttoning it up.
  “You did so well, baby girl.” He cooed at her as he lifted her up
surprisingly easily. “I don’t know what I did to deserve this but fuck…”
  She was put on the desk again. Jessica didn’t fight it. She was struggling
not to feel defeated then, sighing as Dave handcuffed one of her hands to the
metal bar. “Do you have to do this?”
  He hesitated. “I don’t want to, okay? But if you tried to run away, with the
animatronics roaming around?”
  “I wouldn’t run, I’m not stupid…” She said but didn’t argue further.
  “I’ll leave you with one hand. If you keep being a good girl, then maybe next
time I won’t have to.”
  He kissed her forehead and left again. Jessica watched him go. She had no
idea what he did out there, if there were so called murderous animatronics
roaming around. If she could believe her eyes correctly, of course. But they
didn’t seem to bother the guard at all.
  She sat on the desk thinking, if only because there was nothing else to do.
She thought about Michael a lot. The boy was a flicker in her memories, so long
ago, but she could recall things about him that should have faded in time. The
smell of crayons and marker he always had. His smile. She thought of her
friends and how much they had changed or not in some cases.
  Mostly, she thought of Charlie. The dark haired girl had always been quiet
yet fiery, headstrong. Now she came off as just quiet but Jessica could see
that fire in her at times. She was still stubborn but not as confident.
Granted, Jessica herself mostly pretended. Fake it till you make it, and all
that.
  “We have guests.”
  She nearly fell off the desk, jumping. The security door was open, and a
large face peering inside. She thought it was Bonnie for a moment, but the
color was wrong. It also lacked eyes, those large magenta eyes she had loved as
a child. Two black sockets stared back at her as the yellow bunny’s head tilted
curiously.
  It came into the room and did a bow. Jessica stared nervously. It was tall,
and moved oddly; like a human but too smooth. Once it was done bowing, it
straightened up and its large paws moved to remove the head.
  “…Dave??” She gaped at him.
  He grinned at her, too large for his face and unlike any of the grins she’d
seen from him. “Your friends came back looking for you.”
  She froze. They came back? Dave walked closer in the odd bunny suit as she
bit her lip. What was she supposed to do then? She was stuck here unless Dave
unlocked the handcuffs. And she didn’t want them to see her like this, half
naked and thoroughly used. It made her stomach lurch in disgust.
  “A-are you going to let me go?” She asked him softly.
  The dark haired man paused at that. His grin slid off his face as he studied
her, eyes lingering on her face intensely. “You want to leave?”
  She stared at him in shock. “Are you kidding me?? You’ve handcuffed me to a
desk for who knows how long and raped me and you’re surprised I want to
leave?!”
  His face twisted, glaring at her angrily. She didn’t see him move then, just
felt pain in her left cheek and tasted blood as her head whipped to the side.
He’d backhanded her. She stared at the wall in shock as she swallowed the blood
in her mouth, her cheek having split against her teeth. Uneasy, she glanced
back up at him but he had turned away from her.
  “You aren’t going to ruin this for me.” He spat at nothing, putting the large
yellow Bonnie head back on.
  “You’re disgusting.” She hissed at him, pulling on the cuff.
  He ignored her and left. She glared at the closed door before spitting out
some blood on the floor. What an asshole. And where did that stupid outfit come
from anyway? She didn’t recall ever seeing a yellow bunny here in Freddy’s.
Where had he even found it? Most of the doors were locked that had anything
important.
  And of course now came her other issue. If her friends were here, how did she
warn them? Dave was unstable, the animatronics that had chased them out, either
of the two could hurt them. If something happened to them…And how could she get
herself out of the handcuffs and dressed? She couldn’t handle anyone knowing
what had happened here.
  “What do I do?” She asked the empty room.
  Nothing responded. She laid there a moment before sighing and glancing at the
cuff. It was metal, scuffy and old. Likely Dave had never had the chance to use
them before. She hoped. Frowning, she then turned to the rest of the desk and
began feeling the surface. She just needed something small enough to use on the
lock…
Xxxxxx
  He stomped down the silent, dark hallways in a livid manner. His vision was
borderline turning red as he fumed, stopping only once he’d come to the kitchen
area. After making sure no one else was around (in his searching he’d found
Chica tended to hover near it for whatever reason), he ducked in and sat there
a moment to try and calm himself down.
  That….that bitch. Whore. Slutcuntskankwhore. He gritted his teeth as he
struggled not to lash out and start slamming his fists into the counter or
stovetops. He had done so much for her that she didn’t even realize. And yet
she’d spat in his face and yelled at him like he was some child.
  He should have left her. Left her sprawled out on the floor where she
belonged and watched as those worthless ghosts got her. It would have been much
more satisfying than having to deal with this. She’d certainly enjoyed their
time together under the stage and he’d even made sure he took care of her for
her first time. He could have made it more painful, could have used her and
left her wanting.
  It wasn’t her fault, a part of him whispered. She was young. Jessica hadn’t
had much experience with men and sex and love. She’d said so herself, and it
turned out she was telling him the truth. Maybe this was because she wasn’t
sure what step to take next. Maybe she was scared he’d leave her behind now
after making her feel such things and taking her virginity.
  “Woman certainly are something…” He mumbled to himself.
  They were soft and weak and emotional. Dave began gently tapping a finger on
the counter as he thought. Jessica was likely frightened of him leaving her now
that they’d made a connection. She was lashing out. He should either kill her
or…
  “Jessica? Are you here?”
  Dave paused, glancing up. A shadow was against the wall outside the kitchen
door. Its head was looking around before soft steps echoed through out the
hallway. He felt a grin spreading across his face as a girl stopped in front of
the doorway. She peered right at him without seeing him in the darkness, her
pretty chocolate eyes narrowed in their intensity.
  Charlotte. She looked identical to her father then as she pursed her lips and
sighed, hands on her hips. When she didn’t hear her friend, she turned and
continued down the hall. Dave waited to see if anyone followed her, since one
of the boys seemed to trail after her like a lost puppy. No one else appeared.
His grin widened as he slinked from his spot in the kitchen and began stalking
behind the other girl.
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