The authentic love
XI
Madailéin awoke when she felt move next to her. She believed that Chung was trying to get up. At this time someone hit her. She raised her hands to protect herself and there, they had asked for raise her. She opened her eyes.
A man held her by the wrists, so much, that it was impossible to move. He was tall, black hair, and her eyes were a dark black. He must have been fifty.
- She also is being taken.
He threw him into the arms of a younger man.
- Dress up!
She was still topless and Chung was apparently unconscious. He was lying on the ground and his hands were tied. A trickle of blood dripping from his forehead. They had to knock on the head to knock him out.
The man took her in her arms and led her into the bathroom, grabbing the few clothes that were lying. Once he had closed the door, her threw herself on her clothes, but she was in a bad condition, and she trembled so that she could not do anything. He approached her to help her, but she yell and gesticulating in a vacuum, to keep him at a safe distance from her. But he grabbed her arms and very slowly, without violence, he brought her to him. He took her face in his hands.
- I'm not here to hurt you. I just want to help you.
She let him do it. Once dressed, she examined him. He was like no other. He had black hair and his hazel eyes were not as hard and icy as that of others. It was his eyes, who calmed her, and to his contact, a strange warmth invaded her body, as if she knew him.
He smiled her and took her in his arms. She was in a trance, between the conscious and the unconscious. She saw them take Chung, and they were transported in a van.
Once locked inside, she snuggled against Chung and she sunk in heavy sleep, without dreams. They threw her into a cell.
- Hey! Bitch! shouted the man in front of it. Chung is going to die. Because of your carelessness, your hero has been wronged like a beginner!
She examined her prison. One of the lengths could communicate with that of Chung, as it was glazed. She could see him. He was still unconscious. They each had a little cot. Both side by side, but separated by the wall. Where were they? Who were these men? It was surely men that Chung had known in his past.
She was always immersed in thought, when three of their captors entered her cell.
- Come on friends, we'll have some fun! And it be must do long, she has not tasted a real dick.
- If you dare to touch me, I'll kill you, I swear. Madailéin shouted.
- Yeah, Yeah, now you close your fucking mouth.
She recognized the man who had awakened her, and the two who had brought Chung, in the van. That should be the three leaders. She feared the worst, that they tortured or something in that style, but she was far to imagine what they would make her suffer.
They advanced towards her. She recoiled and when they progressed, but She was quickly found cornered in a corner. One of them tried to catch her, but she was violently released. Then another who had slipped behind Madailéin during this short period of time, grabbed her waist, blocking her arms along her body. Whoever tried to catch her, tried to kiss her, but she bit his lips till the blood. She struggled, but in vain. It took less than fifteen minutes for to control her, and attach her to bed.
Chung woke up at this moment. They cut his clothes with a knife. She began at scream. A man approached of Madailéin, and he clapped his hand against her mouth.
- Shout as much as you like, no one will save you, and that will be more exciting for us.
- Chung will kill you all, she shouted.
- Chung? he laughed. We gave him injections, he is gentle, like a puppy! he says, laughing again. Your guy and his companions had the nose too long. Like your fucker... Sato.
He stroked her breasts. A shiver of disgust ran through her whole being. His hand is gradually lowered until her pubic while the other unbuttoned his pants. Until now, she could not have to imagine they can do that to her. But now she understood, she struggled with greater ardor. But that did not help. He spread her legs and tried to penetrate her.
- You gonna stop moving, bitch! shouted the man.
Chung, was yelling things she could not understand and knocked in the glass, his face distorted by anger.
The torture ended when the youngest killer is suddenly entered the cell. He jumped on one who tried to satisfy her instincts.
- You're sick! Let her alone, and get out of here now!
- You, You're a little too yellow to give orders!
- Forget it. said the chief with a grin. He fell in love with this bitch. Take her, lady-killer.
So like that, they were just trying to have fun! They came out all three. She wrapped herself in a bedsheet because her clothes were now in tatters, and she ran after them, and the door slammed in her face.
- One day, I will also amuse myself! yelled Madailéin.
The young man came up to Madailéin.
- Do not touch me! Stay where you are! she shouted.
- I will make you nothing. I'm sorry. I didn't know it.
- Get out, stay away from me! I have nothing to do with your apologies! You can get the hell out I don't need you. Go back where you came from.
- But ...
- No, I don't want your help. You do not believe in a time like this, I need to be alone? the rage now was in her face.
- I think especially in a time like this, you need moral support, and as strong as you are, Madailéin O'Mahony.
- How do you know my name? asked Madailéin.
- You know, to kidnap a person, we are forced to learn about her. This does not include the indiscretion of Chung, he has not stopped to scream your name!
She drowned in his eyes.
- You remind me someone.
- You're weird, as woman! replied the man in an aggressive tone, for relent. But who was he? Sato?
She was in a bad condition physically, psychologically, she don't try to understand why he said that.
- Mellan O'Mahony, an Irish patriot. He has killed 50 British, with bare hands. Marban O'Mahony, who has done the same. You know them?
- Mellan is my great-grandfather, and Marban is my grandfather. Madailéin responded.
- You must have learned to defend yourself and to handle weapons, "he said with a smile.
- I'm not sure to follow you.
- It does not matter. This is Chung, that you need. I'll get him.
He let her alone. She saw him enter the cell of Chung, who rushed toward him, ready to kill him. The young man said something. This should be a very serious thing, because Chung fell to his knees. She could not understand what they were saying, but it was surely of the utmost importance. They had both, the faces the most dramatic, that she had never seen. Chung, turned to Madailéin, and he looked at her as if he do not recognize her or as if he seeing her for the first time.
Then, they are visibly relaxed and smiled! To make friend, with an enemy whose friends tried to violate his girlfriend ... She found it charming! Chung should have caught the Stockholm syndrome, she could see only that. Otherwise.
Later. They finally left the room. Two minutes after they entered her cell. The man left them alone. Chung rushed on Madailéin. He did not say anything, just tighten it against him. During several minutes they remained like that. She was stiff, stoic, not daring to collapse against him. Chung stroked her hair and consoled her as best he could. Then they lay on the bed and they fell asleep.
Upon waking, she no longer found Chung in her cell. He was asleep in his, on the other side of the glass wall.
She wondered if it was a nightmare. But she knew, that it was not.
A man held her by the wrists, so much, that it was impossible to move. He was tall, black hair, and her eyes were a dark black. He must have been fifty.
- She also is being taken.
He threw him into the arms of a younger man.
- Dress up!
She was still topless and Chung was apparently unconscious. He was lying on the ground and his hands were tied. A trickle of blood dripping from his forehead. They had to knock on the head to knock him out.
The man took her in her arms and led her into the bathroom, grabbing the few clothes that were lying. Once he had closed the door, her threw herself on her clothes, but she was in a bad condition, and she trembled so that she could not do anything. He approached her to help her, but she yell and gesticulating in a vacuum, to keep him at a safe distance from her. But he grabbed her arms and very slowly, without violence, he brought her to him. He took her face in his hands.
- I'm not here to hurt you. I just want to help you.
She let him do it. Once dressed, she examined him. He was like no other. He had black hair and his hazel eyes were not as hard and icy as that of others. It was his eyes, who calmed her, and to his contact, a strange warmth invaded her body, as if she knew him.
He smiled her and took her in his arms. She was in a trance, between the conscious and the unconscious. She saw them take Chung, and they were transported in a van.
Once locked inside, she snuggled against Chung and she sunk in heavy sleep, without dreams. They threw her into a cell.
- Hey! Bitch! shouted the man in front of it. Chung is going to die. Because of your carelessness, your hero has been wronged like a beginner!
She examined her prison. One of the lengths could communicate with that of Chung, as it was glazed. She could see him. He was still unconscious. They each had a little cot. Both side by side, but separated by the wall. Where were they? Who were these men? It was surely men that Chung had known in his past.
She was always immersed in thought, when three of their captors entered her cell.
- Come on friends, we'll have some fun! And it be must do long, she has not tasted a real dick.
- If you dare to touch me, I'll kill you, I swear. Madailéin shouted.
- Yeah, Yeah, now you close your fucking mouth.
She recognized the man who had awakened her, and the two who had brought Chung, in the van. That should be the three leaders. She feared the worst, that they tortured or something in that style, but she was far to imagine what they would make her suffer.
They advanced towards her. She recoiled and when they progressed, but She was quickly found cornered in a corner. One of them tried to catch her, but she was violently released. Then another who had slipped behind Madailéin during this short period of time, grabbed her waist, blocking her arms along her body. Whoever tried to catch her, tried to kiss her, but she bit his lips till the blood. She struggled, but in vain. It took less than fifteen minutes for to control her, and attach her to bed.
Chung woke up at this moment. They cut his clothes with a knife. She began at scream. A man approached of Madailéin, and he clapped his hand against her mouth.
- Shout as much as you like, no one will save you, and that will be more exciting for us.
- Chung will kill you all, she shouted.
- Chung? he laughed. We gave him injections, he is gentle, like a puppy! he says, laughing again. Your guy and his companions had the nose too long. Like your fucker... Sato.
He stroked her breasts. A shiver of disgust ran through her whole being. His hand is gradually lowered until her pubic while the other unbuttoned his pants. Until now, she could not have to imagine they can do that to her. But now she understood, she struggled with greater ardor. But that did not help. He spread her legs and tried to penetrate her.
- You gonna stop moving, bitch! shouted the man.
Chung, was yelling things she could not understand and knocked in the glass, his face distorted by anger.
The torture ended when the youngest killer is suddenly entered the cell. He jumped on one who tried to satisfy her instincts.
- You're sick! Let her alone, and get out of here now!
- You, You're a little too yellow to give orders!
- Forget it. said the chief with a grin. He fell in love with this bitch. Take her, lady-killer.
So like that, they were just trying to have fun! They came out all three. She wrapped herself in a bedsheet because her clothes were now in tatters, and she ran after them, and the door slammed in her face.
- One day, I will also amuse myself! yelled Madailéin.
The young man came up to Madailéin.
- Do not touch me! Stay where you are! she shouted.
- I will make you nothing. I'm sorry. I didn't know it.
- Get out, stay away from me! I have nothing to do with your apologies! You can get the hell out I don't need you. Go back where you came from.
- But ...
- No, I don't want your help. You do not believe in a time like this, I need to be alone? the rage now was in her face.
- I think especially in a time like this, you need moral support, and as strong as you are, Madailéin O'Mahony.
- How do you know my name? asked Madailéin.
- You know, to kidnap a person, we are forced to learn about her. This does not include the indiscretion of Chung, he has not stopped to scream your name!
She drowned in his eyes.
- You remind me someone.
- You're weird, as woman! replied the man in an aggressive tone, for relent. But who was he? Sato?
She was in a bad condition physically, psychologically, she don't try to understand why he said that.
- Mellan O'Mahony, an Irish patriot. He has killed 50 British, with bare hands. Marban O'Mahony, who has done the same. You know them?
- Mellan is my great-grandfather, and Marban is my grandfather. Madailéin responded.
- You must have learned to defend yourself and to handle weapons, "he said with a smile.
- I'm not sure to follow you.
- It does not matter. This is Chung, that you need. I'll get him.
He let her alone. She saw him enter the cell of Chung, who rushed toward him, ready to kill him. The young man said something. This should be a very serious thing, because Chung fell to his knees. She could not understand what they were saying, but it was surely of the utmost importance. They had both, the faces the most dramatic, that she had never seen. Chung, turned to Madailéin, and he looked at her as if he do not recognize her or as if he seeing her for the first time.
Then, they are visibly relaxed and smiled! To make friend, with an enemy whose friends tried to violate his girlfriend ... She found it charming! Chung should have caught the Stockholm syndrome, she could see only that. Otherwise.
Later. They finally left the room. Two minutes after they entered her cell. The man left them alone. Chung rushed on Madailéin. He did not say anything, just tighten it against him. During several minutes they remained like that. She was stiff, stoic, not daring to collapse against him. Chung stroked her hair and consoled her as best he could. Then they lay on the bed and they fell asleep.
Upon waking, she no longer found Chung in her cell. He was asleep in his, on the other side of the glass wall.
She wondered if it was a nightmare. But she knew, that it was not.
To be continued...
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Karole McDowell 2011 - (c) Reproduction is prohibited without permission from the author.
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