Some time around 7am Mikey had finally fallen asleep, but it would've been better if he'd stayed awake. His mind was not on his side, and mikey began to dream disturbing things...

Mikey woke up to find his bed empty. Kitzie had been there when he fell asleep so he didn't know why she wasn't there anymore. He sat up quickly and scanned the room but still no Kitz to be seen. Mikey heard a creaking of the floorboards and got out of bed and walked halfway down the stairs to see the missing girl was looking out the window in the dining room to her house across the street. She hadn't noticed him yet. Mikey took the opportunity to look at her beautiful, exposed legs coming out from under his t-shirt that she was still wearing from the night before. The sight of her in his shirt, with her smooth skin visible to him and her lovely delicate frame standing there alone and vulnerable began to bring up strange new feelings for Mikey. As he watched her silently without her knowing he was even there he remembered how Kitzie had looked to him for protection the night before and that she wouldn't do anything anyone asked of her unless it was Mikey. If it was Mikey asking her she did it without questioning him. And Mikey then realised Kitzie was his. His girl. His woman. His property. What was his property doing out of bed? She fell asleep in his arms and then must have gotten out of bed in the morning without asking him if it was okay.

He slowly and quietly walked the rest of the way down the stairs with animalistic thoughts going through his head as he approached her, still unnoticed by her. When he was standing behind her he finally spoke.

"I don't remember telling you you could get out of bed Kitzie."

Kitzie jumped in shock. "Mikey! You scared me."

Mikey took a step closer to her. "What are you doing down here? Why aren't you in bed? You're not supposed to get out of bed until i say so."

Kitzie looked at Mikey confused and nervous. "I... Mikey I don't understand, what's going on?"

Mikey smirked. "Whats going on is that I woke to find you not in my bed but down here and I did not give you permission to leave. What do you have to say for yourself?" Mikey got closer with a powerful glare aimed at her.

"I-I'm sorry Mikey."

Mikey grabbed Kitzie by the throat. "What did you say?"

Kitzie grabbed at Mikeys hand and tried to pull it away from her neck. She tried to speak but it cam out choked. "I said I'm sorry Mikey, please."

Mikey let go of her throat. "That's fucking right. Now how should you be punished?"

Kitzies eyes went wide. "P-punished?"

Mikey stared at her thoughfully. "I know... Take the shirt off."

Kitzies eyes went wide. "What?"

"You fucking heard me slut. Take the shirt off before I rip it off you."

Kitzie began to shake and stepped back from Mikey until her back was against the wall. Mikey stepped closer and closed the space between them, becoming aroused by her fear. Kitzie put her hands up to Mikey's chest and tried to push him away. Mikey grabbed her wrists and slammed them against the wall on either side of her and pushed his body firmly against her. She was trapped. "M-Mikey p-please. Don't make me take it off, I don't want you to look at the bruises."

Mikey sighed and shook his head. "Do you want to get smacked bitch?"

Tears began to fall from Kitzies eyes. "Mikey, please. Please don't." Mikey let go of her arms and moved his hand to move some of the hair from her eyes but Kitzie thought he moved his hand to hit her and she flinched away and cowered to his hand. "No! Please don't hit me Mikey. Please, I'm sorry, I'll d-do it. I'll t-take off the sh-shirt."

Mikey was about to tell her that he wasn't going to hit her, but he realised she would do anything he wanted from the fear of him hurting her. He took a step back and watched as Kitzie took the t-shirt off, looking down at the ground while she did it. He snatched the shirt off her and threw it to the ground, leaving her only in her bra and panties. Then he just stood there and stared at the quivering girl's body. He looked at the bruises on her arms and legs and ribs. He was becoming more aroused with each moment, seeing how vulnerable she was. He could make her do anything. She couldn't resist.

Mikey pressed his face against hers. She tried to turn her head but Mikey grabbed her jaw and moved it back. "Now, I want you to go upstairs to my room and lay down on my bed."

Kitzie closed her eyes, tears pouring down her cheeks. "W-why?"

"Because I fucking want you to. And I get what I want from you. Don't i Kitz?"

"...Y-yes." She said and began walking up the stairs. Mikey followed behind her and could see her legs shake as they carried her to his room.

"Get on the bed." Kitzie slowly did so and Mikey stood in front of her. "Now, something you have to understand. You are my fucking property Kitzie. Fuck baby seeing you like that gets me so hard. Do you like it baby? Do you like me talking to you like this? Does it turn you on?"

Kitzie sobbed and said with a choked voice "No. I want you to stop. Please."

Mikey laughed. "I don't fucking care what you want. Now... lay still and look at the ceiling. I'm going to take you now."

Kitzie cried in despair as Mikey climbed on top of her and exposed himself. He lined himself up to her entrance. "This is going to hurt Sugar."

Mikey thrust into her. Kitzie screamed. {C}

Mikey woke in a hot sweat, panting heavily and clutching his chest. He was disoriented for a minute and looked around the room, then looked down and saw Kitzie sleeping peacefully against his chest with his arm still protectively around her. Mikey stared down at the innocent girl in his arms. She had no idea what he had just dreamt he was doing to her. Mikey felt his stomach turn and he breathed deeply to try to stop himself from throwing up. How could he even imagine doing something so revolting to her.

He wondered how he didn't wake her when he awoke, startled, but it must have been the sedatives he had given her before taking her to bed. Mikey thanked the God he didn't believe in that it was just a dream and that Kitz would never know the horror that Mikey had just dreamt about her. He couldn't get the images out of his head. He would never hurt her again especially not like that.

But he couldn't be there with her anymore, not with all those images in his head. He couldn't even be in the same house as her. He had to get out right now. He carefully moved her head from his chest and slipped out of the bed. He grabbed his keys and practically ran downstairs. He saw Frank and Ray sleeping on the couches in the living room and walked over to them and woke them both.

"Hey, go get her dressed and make sure she eats something. I'm going out for a while."

Ray rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "Where are you going?"

"None of your fucking business! Just make sure she's fully clothed when I get back. I don't need a half naked fucking rape victim clinging to my chest right now."

Ray and Frank were startled by Mikeys outburst.

"Okay Mikey calm down. All you had to say was she's getting your dick hard in there." Frank chuckled.

Mikey shot Frank the most venomous look. "Don't you ever fucking suggest that again. I would never harm her."

Frank looked confused. "What? I didn't say you were going to do something to her."

"Good. Just do what I asked please."

"Okay, when will you be back?" Ray asked.

Mikey didn't answer. He just left the house and slammed the door. He was so disgusted with himself for dreaming what he did that he couldn't stay still.

Notes

Im sorry if this chapter made you sad. I didn't like it but i think its important to focus on Mikeys guilt over his violent actions from the past and his struggle to deal with what happened to Kitzie and his new feelings about her.

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