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Rose woke wrapped in a warm blanket on an old mattress. Where even was she, and what had happened? As she tried to gather her memories, she looked around. She was in a dark room, the only light was coming from some cracks in a boarded up window and a few small holes in the ceiling.

She looked around the room, letting her eyes adjust to the dark. She saw that she was in some kind of office. It was old, and dusty, hardly touched other than some things slewn around the room. There was a large wooden desk over in the far right of the rather large room, and beside it was a chair that was on its side. On the desk was a busted computer, some pens, a shattered mug, and torn up papers. By the walls were a few filing cabinets, some were missing their drawers, which were either across the room or gone.

Rose slowly got up from the mattress, the memories of last night playing through her head. She had woken from a nightmare only to find that someone had been in her room, and that same person was watching her from her window. She had told her parents, who both disappeared the moment they went outside. She and her brothers tried calling for help and barricading themselves in the cabin, but the man got in and kidnapped her.

“Shit..” Rose walked to the door, finding that it wasn't even locked. She opened it, and was hit with a wave of some horrible stench. How did she not notice that smell before? It was putrid, like something was left rotting. It was so bad Rose had to fight back the urge to vomit. She couldn't tell where the smell was coming from, but she could guess it was somewhere in this building.

She walked down the hall and into a huge room. She stood on a platform overlooking what she could guess was a room where logs were cut. She was in a lumber mill… An old abandoned lumber mill, seeing that everything had a layer of dust on it.
Rose went down the steps, she had to get out of here and back to her brothers. It didn't seem like the man was here, so maybe he was still out. She could take this opportunity to escape. She quickly made her way across the room, being careful not to bump into anything and make a ruckus.

A growl stopped Rose in her tracks and she tensed, glancing around the room quickly. She wondered if maybe he had a dog, or if there was a wild animal in the room with her, but as quickly as those thoughts came they were pushed away when something wrapped in a bloody sheet lands in front of her. Rose lets out a scream and falls back on her ass onto the hard floor. She scrambled back quickly and bumped into someone's legs.

Rose looked up at who it was, and boy had she wished she hadn't. It was the same man from earlier, but he wasn't a man… He wasn't even human. Standing there was a 6 foot tall creature, his skin was dark greyish green. He was wearing that same torn and dirty duster and hat. He had long white hair, soft brown eyes.. Eyes that looked oddly familiar… And A mouth full of razor sharp teeth. He leered down at her, smirking and winking at her.

Rose stared at him a moment longer before scrambling away fast, crawling away from both him and the thing in the bloody sheet. Unfortunately, she didn't get very far away from him before he grabbed her leg and yanked her back. She screamed and kicked as he flipped her over on her back and pinned her down to the floor, immediately burying his face into her neck and sniffing her.

He was enraptured by her scent for some reason, and Rose didn't understand why. She could tell he really liked it too, by the weird noises he made as he sniffed. Rose felt him drag his hand up her thigh slowly, getting a small gasp out of her. She began to fight against him, pounding on his chest with her fists, but he was way stronger than her and it had no effect on him. However, the second she felt his sharp teeth graze her neck she stopped moving altogether, afraid that he would bite her. Instead, he slowly licked up her neck while his hands trailed up and down her body, touching and feeling every bit of her.

Rose squirmed, uncomfortable from both his touching and the cold floor beneath her. He quickly took notice and stopped. Getting up, he pulled her up with him and slung her back over his shoulder once again before hauling her and the bloody sheet back up the platform. He stopped by a door and opened it, slinging whatever was in the sheet into a dark room lit only by some candles. Rose noticed the smell was even worse there, and she soon found out why. The second he turned around to carry Rose away, she looked into the room, instantly regretting it as she turned pale and started to shake.

There was one body…. Then another… And another… There were tons everywhere, all hung on the walls of the room. Their faces preserved in horror, it was like looking at a really fucked up version of the sixteenth chapel. It was sickening, a horrific sight at that. What really sets Rose off is in the middle of the room, on some weird table, laided a body… But not just a random body… Her mother's body, naked and lifeless. Her chest had been cut open and sewn back together from the looks of the stitches. What kind of sick twisted maniac does this to people?! Tears pricked Rose's eyes, and she felt nauseous staring at her mother's body.

The creeper glanced at her, then back into the room before snorting and shutting the door, having found her face to be amusing. He carried Rose back to the room she had woken up in and tossed her onto the bed, crawling over her in one swift motion.

Roses gasped when he grabbed her nightgown and literally tore it off her, not wasting a second to do the same with her panites. This left Rose vulnerable to him, and the cold air nipped at her bare skin. ”N-No please… Please don't do this.” She looked up at him with pleading, scared eyes, but this did nothing to hinder his plans.

He quickly rid himself of his pants, and Rose felt his member touch her thigh. She gasped and tensed up. He nestled himself between her legs, and she began to once again panic. Rose had never done anything like this before. Sure, she was 22, but she was never really into the whole dating thing and sex really never appealed to her as a teen. Now she was gonna lose her virginity on a dirty mattress in an old lumber mill to a phycopath!

Rose let out a cry as he plunged himself deep into her, sending a wave of pain up her spine. Fortunately for her, he didn't move after that, but instead stopped and let her adjust while he rubbed her side softly. He nibbled her neck and down her shoulder, then licked back up to her ear, drawing a small moan out of her. She hated to admit it, but she was becoming aroused by his play very quickly. He became aware of this and grinded inside of her to get more out of her and prepare her for what he was about to do. His hands went up to her breasts. He rubbed and lightly pinched her nipples, tugging on them gently. She gasped and tried to push his hands away “S-Stop that! Don't pleas- mm!” He silenced her with a kiss that made her cringe from the awful taste on his lips.

Once he figured she was wet enough, he wasted no time in thrusting into her quickly, picking up speed. He was very eager and passionate about it. His hands slid down and under her ass, lifting her lower end up slightly to give him easier access to her.

Rose bit her lip, trying not to make a noise, but it was useless when he smacked a soft spot that sent a wave of pleasure through her body and made her moan. This only encouraged him further, and he did it again and again, wanting to hear those sweet sounds.

Rose's mind started to fog as her lust took over, and she found herself rocking her hips with his thrusts, pushing herself closer to her climax. Wanting release so desperately, she wiggled her hips and grinded. The creeper saw this, and complied to her unspoken request by thrusting harder. Rose spread her legs wider and pressed her body against him, wanting to feel his warmth, wanting to feel him, to enjoy his touch and embrace.

Rose knew she'd definitely be sore later, but she didn't dwell on the thought for too long. That, and she didn't care at the moment. All she wanted to do was cum, and it wasn't long before she did, tensing up and arching her back as she orgasmed, she let out a cry of pleasure. After a few more thrusts, the creeper climaxed as well slamming into her roughly as he let out an howl and his wings shot out from his back, flapping once before he relaxed against her, panting.

He pulled out with a deep purr, and Rose relaxed, laying there panting tired, still shaking from her intense orgasm. She looked up at him and he looked down at her, flashing a toothy grin before fixing his pants and tossing the blanket over her shivering body. She didn't want him to go … He was so warm. The last thing Rose heard before he left and she fell asleep was "Ressst up Pet."