Wednesday, June 16, 2010

WHO IS IT

WARNING:This post might be a little too long,but probably worth it.
        This is my futile attempt at a short story,can't really  write short stories yet but i'm working on that.Ok so this is dedicated to my very first follower, favoured girl.It really means a lot that you're following my baby blog seeing as you're this really great writer whom I admire so much.I wrote this a while ago.Enjoy



       She raced down the dark alley not daring to look back.It was difficult to run any faster with the six inch stilettos she had on.For a brief second,she contemplated stopping and taking the damn shoes off but then,he'd catch up with her.Horror filled her as she allowed herself to think of the man that was chasing her.He had been the body guard of her latest client.The client was a crippled billionaire too pathetic to actually get out of his mansion and get a girl for himself.He'd contacted Leo the night before and 'ordered' for her.That's right!.That's what her life had turned into.She was now ordered like a piece of art work off the web,only she'd give anything to be as dormant as the art work in the rich mens' mansions.Instead,she was a play thing.A kind of actress so to speak because she had to put on a good show.She was worth thousands of dollars.
This particular pervert had asked her to do something she swore to Leo she'd never do.He had a room that looked more like it was meant for torture rather than pleasure,which she thought was what she was in his mansion for in the first place.Alexis thought she had seen it all until she walked into Dimitri's 'chamber of torture'.He had things hanging from the roof,many of which she couldn't recognise.Dimitri rolled past her and manoeuvred his wheel chair so he was facing her.She saw what looked like a smile plastered on his face.It was hard to tell considering his face was so disfigured from old mafia 'accidents'.Her eyes widened in horrific realisation as he explained what he wanted her to do.
                 This man needed more than physical therapy.He had to be really messed up in the head to come up with something this sick .He lightly tortured women just for kicks.He wasn't even going to have sex with her which was what most of the other men did.The sicko was going to spank her with different types of canes or whatever the hell those long black sticks were.He was basically going to treat her like an animal and then jerk off and that was it!.The first thing that came to her mind was,'unh unh,Maria and the crew didn't scrub me raw and drench me in make up and perfume for this bull shit'.She explained calmly to the crippled perv in front of her that what he was asking her to do wasn't part of her contract.
'I don't care what your goddamn contract says',he spat.'I paid fifty thousand dollars for a good time and that's what i'm getting from you,you slut!.So shut up and undress'.She looked down at him and couldn't help but laugh a little.He really had nerve talking to her like this.HE WAS CRIPPLED FOR PETE'S SAKE!!!,and if she didn't want to fulfill his sick fantasies,there was nothing he would be able to do about it.......or so she thought.Not seeing the need to argue any further with the pathetic ugly fool,she turned around and started towards the door when she heard him howl some guy's name.
'Roberto!'.Next thing she knew,she was being carried over a guy's shoulder.This probably was the guy with the wierd name.He was extremely buff and she felt like she was laying on a rock rather than his broad shoulder.Moments later,she was thrown on the big bed with leather sheets on the far corner of the room.In the midst of her confusion and frustration,she noticed a red light blinking in front of her.'Oh,hell no!'.As if humiliating her wasn't enough,the bastard was going to record it??.She wasn't going to let this happen.Even in her line of work,she still had a shred or two of dignity left.Roberto yanked her blouse free exposing her bare chest and a pair of c cups neatly packed in a sexy red lacy bra.His actions sent the small silver marble balls that held her blouse in place flying all over the floor.Apparently he didn't know an expensive blouse when he saw one or he wouldn't have done what he just did.She struggled to free herself to no avail.He didn't even look turned on by the sight of her very obvious mounds.'This guy takes his job way too seriously',she thought.She was wriggling her petite frame so much that he had a hard time going at her pencil skirt.
                  'What the hell are you doing,did he ask you to undress me?'she yelled still trying to free herself from the macho man.He wasn't paying any attention to her and he swung himself on the bed n knelt in front of her to make his job easier.Wrong move!.She aimed at his crotch with the pointed end of her shoe.He groaned bending over and clutching is balls as he fell beside her on the bed.She scrambled off the bed and raced across the room.As she got to the door,she realised that Dimitri wasn't even in the room the whole time.Typical rich man.He left his dirty work to be done by others,not that he would have been able to pull off what Roberto had just done anyway.She stopped running and tiptoed through the hall way,she glanced back and could see that Roberto was still in severe pain.GOOD!.She managed to find her way to the main door.This rich pervert was definitely a loner.It seemed like only he,Roberto and who ever controlled the gates lived on the premises.She grabbed her coat from the coat rack beside the door and attempted to open the gigantic door.Turning the knob was the easy part,getting the door to actually open was work.With all the strength she could muster,she finally opened the door.She was a little relaxed now because it didn't seem like anyone was chasing her........yet.She took her time to put on her coat outside the door.It was a little chilly outside,besides she'd lost her blouse back in the mansion.She took a second to mourn it,it had been very pretty and EXPENSIVE!!!.Dana had good taste.She was the best personal designer ever.Alexis always wondered why Dana had decided to work for a creep like Leo when she could have easily gotten a job in hollywood.She was that good.As she fastened the last button on her coat,she tried to walk calmly down the many steps in front of the mansion just incase anybody was watching.She didn't want to appear to be running away.That came almost naturally to her.She'd been trained to walk,talk and act in a way that would turn heads since she was sixteen.
She looked in front of her expecting to see a car,her ride back to her apartment.It wasn't there.Where the hell was that bald driver of hers?.She stopped at the last step and looked around a little more.Still no sign of the limo that took her out ever night.She walked all the way to the massive gates and they swung open automatically.Ok,she was worng.Only two people lived on the grounds.Just as she walked through the gates,she heard someone yell behind her.'HEY!'.Roberto had recovered faster than she had anticipated.Ok,party's over babe,time to run.He started running down the steps and towards her.She started running as well.She ran across the street not stopping to see if any car was coming.She turned right and found herself racing down a dark alley.............

Saturday, June 12, 2010

A little bit of frustration

     I posted something earlier.It was kinda an introduction to my blog plus my horrible chemistry exam encounter but half of it kept getting deleted.Now,i'm too pissed off to even bother trying to post it again for the 7th time.Arrgh!!.So anyway,I am teenage dreamer a.k.a TD,I love to write stories as much as I love reading them.I love romance novels and i'm slowly working my way up to thrillers.I will start blogging actively after my exams,I can hardly wait.I read through so many great blogs and I've decided blogging is good practice to improve my writing skills.I'm still very new at it so I might not be that good,but i'm sure i'll get better.Well I have to go now,duty calls..Be back soon.

I HATE YOU

      OK,this is just something that came to me while I was surfing the web.I'm not sure it's any good but I decided to put it up anyway.I'm still fairly new at this.I promise I'll get better.It is 75% fiction and 25% non-fiction,you can guess which is which if you like. Anyway,here it is.


I liked you,
You liked me, at least that’s what you said.
You made me feel wanted,and I was grateful for that.
You showed me maximum attention sometimes, and other times you completely ignored me.
I didn’t complain,I was just happy someone wanted me.
You asked me out,I finally said yes.
You seemed pleased,I was happy I could make you happy.
We dated for a while and those where the happiest days of my life.
You showed me off to your friends,told me I was beautiful.
I couldn’t believe my luck so I turned a blind eye to your faults.
‘Nobody is perfect right?’
You said you wanted to take our relationship a step further.
I said I wasn’t ready,you seemed disappointed.
I finally agreed,first base only.
You smiled,again I was glad I could make you smile.
We kissed.It was nice,but you wanted more.
I thought I could handle a bit more.
A little touching wouldn’t hurt right?
It wasn’t so bad at first,in fact it felt good.
I wanted more as well but I didn’t know how to ask.
I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to.
Still you wanted more,so we got to second base.
It still felt great so far and I was beginning to wonder why I didn’t want sex in the first place.
So I let you knock yourself out.
But then I started to get uncomfortable.
I asked you to stop but you wouldn’t.
I begged you to stop but you probed further.
It started to hurt and I tried to push you away,
But you were much stronger.
You pinned me to the bed and yanked my clothes off.
I felt bare and exposed.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.
I tried to push you off but I failed miserable.
And then I stopped fighting.
Although you were hurting me,I liked it.
Maybe I liked you too much,
Or make be I was too messed up in the head.
I let you in without a fight.
It was bittersweet.
I wanted the pain to stop but I didn’t want you to stop.
You were too drunk with passion to notice I stopped fighting.
When you descended from the clouds,you stared at me in disbelief.
I didn’t cry,I actually smiled.
I saw the confusion on your face.
‘You didn’t have to hurt me,you should have just asked’
Those word drove you away.
You were consumed with guilt and concern for my sanity.
You walked out and never looked back.
I cried for days waiting for you to come back.
Five years later,I saw you at Lily’s wedding
You couldn’t bare to look at me
But we were both grown so we got to talking
You apologized and begged for forgiveness
I was never mad at you and I still wanted you.
You told me I needed help and you recommended a therapist.
Now everything is clear and I hate you.
I hate you and everyone else who made me think it was normal.
I hope I never see you again and if I do,one of us will die.