The Doomsday Papers

by JanJan Untamed

  “He walked over to me and said, they always get back together.”

  “He did, did he?”

  “Then I called him a coward for saying it after you walked away.” I look down at my hands. “I called him tender and told him that he’s probably a bottom. That’s when he took a cheap shot at me. All I did was duck and he went flying.” I don’t know if he can hear me. He’s laughing so hard that he’s snorting like a pig. I smile. What did I say?

  “A bottom? Do you even know what that means?” His eyes are sparkling. Not really.

  “Should I apologize to him?”

  “Fuck Wesley.” Maximino says brushing my hair back over my shoulder.

  “It is your host who is offering the apology. I fear Wesley’s blind commitment to Lilah makes him defensive.” The man takes my hand and kisses it. I would snatch it away if he didn’t seem so important.

  “Brother, I’m glad you made it.”

  “Benedict.”

  Chapter Forty-one

  This is his brother. The resemblance is as clear as glass. They hug like brothers and hit each other on the back.

  “Is this your little farmer?” The brother asks him. “What do you farm little farmer?”

  “What do you mean?” I’m confused.

  “What do you farm? What do you grow?”

  “It’s a farm. What do you raise on Italian farms?”

  The brother looks at Maximino who smiles. He’s not as handsome as his brother but he’s arresting all the same. No one is as handsome as Maximino.

  “I don’t know. I am ashamed to admit that I’ve never farmed before. I’m a city boy.”

  “I’d be ashamed to admit it too. A man should know how to feed himself.”

  “Gold buys food.”

  “Gold buys time. You can’t eat gold. Farming is an honorable living.”

  “Are you going to be a farmer, brother?”

  “Fuck no.”

  “Come back inside Mino, let’s have some drinks.”

  “No, she’s had enough excitement for the night. I’m going home.”

  “You’re going home before dawn with a thrall? What’s her specialty?”

  The brother’s interest is peaked and he’s watching me differently now. Mino looks down at me. I look up at him wanting to kiss him.

  “Her specialty is none of your fucking business. She’s my favorite at the moment.”

  “She doesn’t act like a thrall. Look at her. She looks like she’d rather kill someone than fuck. I know you, she is probably the dirtiest girl in the room.”

  “Not hardly. She was sheltered.”

  The brother looks back at me again. I look away in embarrassment. They walk through the crowd to an elevator. I feel like a baby deer in a cage with two tigers. One of them pulls me close by my hair. It’s Maximino. He grabs my ass with his free hand.

  “Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?” His breathe is warm and sweet against my lips. I shake my head, no. He didn’t. “If I had a girlfriend, she would look like you.”

  “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me, Mr. Vitale.” I whisper smiling like I won something. I won his smile and this kiss. I jump when I feel an extra hand on my ass. Maximino grabs it and twists.

  “Fuck, Mino! You’re going to break my fucking wrist.” The brother cries. Maximino’s push sends him crashing into the elevator wall.

  “I told you, she was sheltered.”

  “Are you sure she isn’t more than that?” The brother’s eyes narrow suspiciously.

  “She’s my thrall, nothing more.”

  The elevator doors open into ancient Rome. The women are half dressed or naked. So are many of the men. They are drinking and fucking and sharing blood. I’m shocked and horrified. I’m turned on. My feet won’t move. This is a nest of things like him.

  “Come on, Kitten.”

  “Everyone is looking at me.” I’m not sure about this.

  “They’re looking at you because you are fresh and your blood smells like candy.”

  “It smells better than that.” The brother adds. “I need to speak with you about Father’s estate. I’ve been calling you for weeks.”

  “Not tonight, Benedict. I came here to drink and fuck around with her. I’ll be in town for a while. It can wait a few days.”

  “Well, well, well, look what the wind blew in. Maximino the Great.”

  We join five men in a private area lounging on sofas with women lounging on them. One of the men has a woman’s head bobbing in his lap. Another is on his knees with his dark head between a woman’s legs and his fangs imbedded in her tan thigh. I sit beside Maximino and the brother sandwiches me in instead of taking an empty chair. Someone puts a drink in my hand. These men are beyond appealing. They come in all colors and builds. Ooh, the big dick God is here. He’s watching me like the other men.

  “I see you’ve been fucking up again, Mino. She smells like nobility. Where did she come from?”

  “My bed.”

  “Look at that posture, she is nobility, isn’t she? Umm, I bet she tastes like Chateau Margaux. You, lucky bastard. Let me taste her.”

  “I can’t do that. I just got her. If I let you have a taste, you’ll want one every time you see her. You’ll show up at my house wanting to fuck her. No.”

  “No? You can’t say no, Mino. Thralls are for everyone.”

  “This one is wearing my diamonds. She is for me.”

  “You sound pussy-whipped.” The other blonde smirks. The men laugh. Even the one getting his dick sucked.

  “Why else would I keep her? I took her from the Antonov that stole her from her husband.”

  “Do they know you took her?” The other black man in the group is the second-best looking. His smooth butterscotch skin and hazel eyes draw the eye. His confidence is bigger than he is.

  “No, Marquez. I thought it would best if they didn’t.”

  “They will consider it an act of utmost disrespect, Mino. They’ve gone to war for less. We don’t need this bullshit right now with the die-off going on and fucking boogey men running around. You should take her back.”

  “They don’t know she’s with me. They think she went home to her husband. If they do find out and they want satisfaction for my disrespect, I will offer a settlement. If they refuse it, too fucking bad. She is here because she wants to be here. Isn’t that right, Kitten?”

  “Yes, Mr. Vitale.” I want to smile but I don’t. I don’t want these men to think I’m sweet.

  “Why are you here, Kitten?”

  “To please you, Mr. Vitale.”

  “Please me how?”

  “However you want me to.”

  “Show us.” Big Dick says puffing on a cigar. He looks sinful in a suit. I look away.

  “Yes, show us. I want her to suck my cock.”

  “She isn’t sucking anyone’s cock. She just sat down. Leave her the fuck alone.”

  “Booo!” The dark haired one with the beard protests. The others join in with their com-plaints. He can’t bring a thrall into their den and not let them fuck her. Rules are rules.

  “I’ll come in her mouth and you fuckers are going to let it go. There are two hundred women here. Find one.”

  He tips my glass to my lips. I drink it. I drink it all. It’s blood. I don’t know whose blood but it makes me smile. Maximino is so fucking sexy. He kisses me before he says,

  “Suck my dick. Make me come in your throat.”

  I look around at the expectant men. My heart is pounding. I can’t do this. They are watching. A thrall doesn’t refuse. I move out of my seat. He pulls me back down.

  “No, do it from the side so they can see you.”

  I open his pants, wrap my hand around his dick, and pull it free. I lean over and suck it.

  “Hold her hair back. She has such beautiful hair.”

  Maximino makes a ponytail with his fist and uses it to move my mouth on him. He’s rough and I gag, I choke, but I don’t die. I don’t think about th
e crowded room. I think about pleasing him. He holds himself down my throat when he cums. It burns when I blow some of it out of my nose in a desperate gasp for air. My eyes are running over but I’m not crying. It’s a side effect. I wipe my nose on the back of my hand because my sinuses are burning.

  “Shit, Mino. Don’t be selfish, pass her around.”

  Maximino isn’t paying them any attention. He’s gone into his bad place. He tips my head back by my hair and opens my exposed throat. Oh shit. He is taking me to his bad place with him. I dig my fingers in his hair and gasp his name. He sucks on me like a milkshake. Every draw equates to a thrust into me. I cry out when I cum. I feel dizzy and lightheaded. I feel like he fucked me when he pushes me over onto the sofa like a discarded whore. My blood is still oozing from the gash in my throat. He took more than he usually does. I can’t move. Neither can he. I watch his eyes flutter closed like he’s sleeping. He’s so angelic looking. Even with my blood smeared on his lips. He isn’t moving.

  “Maximino?” His eyelids flutter but they don’t open. “Mino?”

  “He’s drugged, slut. Leave him alone. We’ll keep you company.”

  “Why did you do this to him? What did he do to you?” I’m confused.

  “Mino lies and cheats us all the time. He forces us to take things into our own hands. We are going to fuck you and drain you, but Ned will fix you as good as new before Mino wakes up. Don’t worry, he won’t find out. He never does.”

  “I don’t want to.”

  “It doesn’t matter. You’ll pass out at some point and you won’t remember it tomorrow either.”

  “I will kill you if you touch me.”

  “You can’t even lift your head right now. I’m not worried. If you bite my dick or any dick here, I’ll pull your teeth out with a pair of pliers and put them back in when we are finished with you. I can’t move. It’s a hazy nightmare. They told me that I won’t remember but I do. The first thing they do is remove the bloody diamonds from around my neck.

  “Tonight, you belong to the tribe.”

  They undress me carefully so not to tear my dress or under clothes. I’m paralyzed. My mind is working but my body won’t budge. They roll out a plastic tarp that makes me feel more terrified than I’ve ever been. I look over at Maximino. He’s out cold. I can’t even call out to him. Judea. Help me. They are going to hurt me on that plastic. I’m laid spread eagle and I want to close my eyes but I can’t. I want to remember what they do to me. The brother kneels beside me, leans over, and tears open the puncture marks Mino left on my throat. I scream inside. He snarls and snaps like my father’s dogs. In between the snarling and snapping, he moans with pleasure. When he raises his head he’s euphoric. The men stare in wonder when Benedict can’t form any words. So, he goes back to taking. The rest of them descend on me like a pack. They bite me everywhere, on my arms, legs, my back and breasts. The brother bites my face. They bite me over, and over, again. They fuck me everywhere and take a break before they start all over. There is a point when I feel my soul leaving my body. That’s when they finally stop. That’s when I finally pass out praying I won’t remember.

  “Dumani, wake-up. You are having a bad dream.”

  No, I’m reliving a nightmare. I’m sweating and crying and sobbing for Judea.

  “Hey, it’s okay. It’s me.”

  “Don’t touch me! Get away from me! I want to go home!”

  The light comes on. Maximino reaches out his hands but he doesn’t touch me. I look around the room unsure of where I am. Back in his bedroom. There is a dent in his pillow where he was sleeping beside me. Oh, God. I was dreaming.

  “I’m not going to hurt you. You fell asleep at the party and I brought you home.” He reaches out to touch my hair. I sob again. They did those things to me. I look at my unmarked arms and touch my unbitten face. I don’t feel any pain or bear any scars to attest to their attack but there is one place they can’t heal and it is inside my heart. The biggest scar is in my head. The big dick man tore through the flesh between my two holes. One of them sucked on my mangled pussy after. Poor Mino missed the show.

  “Breathe, look around you. You are safe here.”

  I have a sick urge to laugh. Safe? He calls this safe? I am safer on my own. I leave the bed on the opposite side. I look down at my naked torso and belly. There are no marks. I reach for my boots. I have to get out of here. This was the worst mistake of my life. I start crying again. I can’t help it. They hurt me so bad. I will never be right again. This is my punishment for leaving my husband. This is my punishment for mocking my church. I was brutalized.

  “Put your boots down. It’s five a.m.”

  “The perfect hour to begin the day. I’m leaving. I’m leaving right now. If you don’t help me, it means you are trying to stop me. Move out of my way, Maximino.”

  “I’m not letting you leave like this. What’s gotten into you? Did my friends freak you out? Don’t worry about them. There are one or two rowdy ones but they won’t bother you.”

  Bother me? They tore me apart. They ate me alive and he doesn’t even know. If I tell him, he won’t want me anymore. I don’t want him if he associates with beasties like that.

  “Let me get you a glass of water and a sandwich or something.”

  “Why? So you can poison me?” I yell at him.

  “I would never poison you. Whatever I did, I apologize. I’ll take you home but there’s nothing I can do this early. Come back to bed and get some sleep. We both got pretty drunk.”

  I wasn’t drunk enough. I still feel the dark haired one pulling out my teeth for biting his dick in half and tongue kissing my bloody mouth afterward. I get the urge to scream again.

  “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Tell me what’s wrong? You don’t want to leave me. What are you afraid of?”

  “They, they, they…” I can’t say it.

  “They what? Who?”

  The phone rings loudly on the dresser. He looks at it like a foreign object. Who would be calling at this unheard-of hour? Maximino answers it.

  “Lucca? What do you want? Do you know what fucking time it is? No, I wasn’t sleep. Is there a problem? Why are you calling me?” Maximino lights a cigarette. “You fucking called me at dawn to tell me you are stopping by today? What the fuck?” He hangs up on him. That’s one of the men from his tribe. The one who sat on my face and nearly smothered me with his ass. I run into the bathroom and fall to me knees in front of the toilet and throw up. It’s red. I’m hemorrhaging someone else’s blood.

  “Is that blood? I hurt you last night. I bit too deep.”

  I can’t look at him. He didn’t do this. This is the blood they forced down my throat. I push him away and turn on the hot water. I don’t use any cold. The walls steam up fast. I step in praying it washes my sins away and takes my skin with them. I scream when it scalds.

  “Dumani! What are you doing? It’s too hot.” He snatches my steaming body out of the shower wrapping his arms around my blistering skin. “Jesus. What’s wrong with you?”

  Maximino slides to the floor watching in horror as I cry out. I am begging him to kill me. Please, kill me. Kill me, Mino. He feeds me more blood and rocks me to sleep like a baby. I wake up in bed. I lay here thinking about what happened. I should tell him what they did to me. They can’t get away with making me feel like this. I smell fresh flowers on the breeze from outside. There is a bouquet on both side tables. Yesterday, I would have beamed with joy. Today, they make me think about what they don’t mean. I think about the way he held me last night. He held me tighter than ever and spoke to me in his own language. Where is he now? It’s dark again and the moon is hiding tonight. It smells like rain. I pull on a short robe and go out to find him. I need him. I step into the middle of a small party. I freeze. My hair is bigger than my robe right now. People are staring at me again.

  “I’ve been waiting for you.” He puts an arm around my waist. “I dreamed about you last night. I’ve been jacking off all fucking day.” />
  I jump away from him reaching for my imaginary knife. It’s the dark haired one. He looks like he’s contemplating stealing me. I back away from him into another hard body. Arms come around me and I turn into them and bury my face in his chest. Maximino.

  “What are you doing, Lucca?” He squeezes me the way I need him to.

  “Nothing, I was saying hello.”

  “You said it, now fuck off. You are scaring her.”

  “She should join the party. It’s getting fun.”

  “Mino. Where did you get off to? It was just getting good.” Tessa reaches down and squeezes his hard dick. I turn away and run back to the safety of the room. I throw myself onto the bed.

  “I slapped her on her ass, Dumani. I wasn’t fucking her. Get dressed and join us. My brother came by with a few friends. There is food and—”

  “No.” I get back under the covers and refuse. I am staying here.

  “Okay, I’ll bring you something.” He stands up.

  “Lock the door please.” I am in a house with rapists and butcherers of women.

  “No one would come in here.”

  Maximino would be surprised to know what they do when he isn’t watching. I get up and lock it after he’s gone. I dig out my pistol and I lay down with it in my hand with the safety off. I’m mentally drained but I stay awake with the enemy in the house. That’s how I end up shooting his brother when he creeps into the room. He drops the tray he’s carrying and falls to floor moaning.

  “Dumani? You shot him! What in the fuck were you thinking? Put him in the guestroom and call the doc. And you, give me the fucking gun.”

  I turn it on him instead. He looks confused.

  “You’d better kill this bitch for shooting Ben or I will.” It’s the one he called Lucca.

  “Are you going to shoot me like you did my brother?”

  “I don’t want to but I will if you don’t leave me alone.”

  “You, crazy bitch. I’ll be back after I check on my brother.”

  “I hope he dies.”

  “He won’t die luckily for you. I’ll give you some time to think about what you just said to me.” Maximino leaves the room. “Get out! Go home.”