I could still feel this hard cock and cold blade all over my skin and inside me. I always played with dolls when I was younger, but I never thought I would be used as someone’s doll. A few of my friend on the cheerleading squad convinced me to use my fake id one more time this summer, and go to this rocker club. It was so not my scene, but it was an excuse to dressy slutty and drink. We arrive, and I can feel the stares we are getting. I guess we came on a night a metal band was playing, but the music wasn’t bad. The club was packed, and I lost my friends almost immediately. I said screw it and decided I was gonna have fun regardless. I danced like everyone around me, kind of just tossing my hair around. I noticed a guy staring at me. He was a huge man covered in tattoos, and he wore his hair long in dreads. He was kind of cute in an emo way, but the way he was staring at me made me squirm. I needed fresh air, but I will never forget the lyrics as I walked out the door, “you’ll still love me, dead or alive.” I walk out to the alley on the side of the club. Then I feel strong arms around me, and I feel a rough rag over my nose and mouth. When I breathe in I smell nothing but chemicals. Everything starts slowly slipping I try to scream but I can not manage to get any noise out. The whole world went black, and when I woke up I had no clue where I was. I took a minute to look around me, I could tell I was in an attic. The walls were a light pink, and I was surrounded by dolls. The dolls porcelain faces all seemed to be staring at me. I looked up and saw the man from the club. He asked if I would be his little doll for life. I screamed at the top of my lungs, only for him to slit my throat. The last words I heard was him telling my I would make a better doll without a heart beat. The last thing I felt was his cock going into the slit in my throat as it gushed blood.
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