Memories Lost - First of Apocalyptic Hell Series

Remembering

    “Come here, girl!” Daryl snapped at me as I sauntered around the fire. I flinched at his voice, I looked over at him, he had a smirk on his face. “Give Daddy a dance.” I walked over to him, adding a sashay to my steps as I stepped lightly like a cat. The music started up once I made it to him. 

    I began to dance, swirling my hips around and moving with the beat of the music. While I danced I could hear him and the other men make crude comments about my body, I could feel Daryl grope me, his hands running all over my flesh. Eventually he couldn’t stand to just touch and watch me dance, his hand started to travel down south towards my nether region. I reached to grab his hand to stop his intrusion. He reached around with his other hand and grasp my throat, pulling me back against his chest. 

    “Yer hound ain’t here to claim ya, b***h, I’m gonna take what’s mine.” Daryl growled into my ear, “Now, ya ought to be a girl girl and keep dancin’ for yer Daddy.” his sickening breath blew across my face almost causing me to gag at the stench. I wasn’t going to give in, I’m not some toy that he can use for his own pleasure. He gripped my neck tighter, starting to make it difficult to breathe, “I wouldn’t be puttin’ up a fight. Dance. Now.” He released my throat and smacked my ass. I still hadn’t moved yet, I wasn’t giving in yet. 

    Suddenly Daryl got sick of waiting, he stood up abruptly, spinning me around to face him. Pain erupted from the side of my face and my head was snapped to the side. Tears erupted in my eyes from the pain, his grip on my arm was so tight it was going to cause bruising. I could hear the voices of the men that were sitting around the fire, they were laughing at me. 

    “I will not tolerate this bullshit from you. Ya were assigned to take care of our needs, not just one bastard in this party. Ya think I don’t know what ya been doin’? Huh? I know ya been slinkin’ off with him, takin’ care of him durin’ the day and any chance ya can get! Is the d**k that good for ya? That much of a w***e that ya can’t be satisfied with one romp with him at night? Ya gotta go get yerself a romp durin’ the day too? If that’s the case, then ya might as well get a romp with me!” He gripped my face, forcing me to look him in the eyes. “So ya best get to dancin’ and pleasin’ me, b’fore I get real upset wich ya.” He growled at me, before spinning me around again and sitting down. Forcing me into his lap again. 

    I forced the tears down as much as possible, but a few escaped and slide down my cheeks, my right cheek stung from the slap it just received. My blood started to boil with rage as I thought about what he just said. This disgusting and pathetic excuse of a man thinks he can just take what he wants from, I think not. 

    The music changed to something dark and sensual with a strong beat to it. I knew exactly what I was going to do. I started to dance, but I forced his hands off my hips as I danced. I spun around to face him and kept dancing, my hips moving with the beat of the music. I looked glanced at what he was sitting on and smirked, he was sitting on a bench like seat that was carved out of large log. I placed a foot up on one side of his hips and stepped up, forcing him to sit up straight and push his hips back enough that I was able to place a foot between his legs as I turned around. I started to shake my ass with the music and roll my hips, I used a piece of fabric that was sheer and was usually wrapped around my waist and started to wave it through the air and around my body to add visual effect. I leapt to the ground and continued the movements, really getting into the music as I went along. 

    I kept it up for as long as I could, hoping to stall till Theoden arrived, but Daryl had other plans when he stood up and attempted to join in my dance. He grabbed me and pulled me against him, forcing me to grind on him. I could feel the throbbing bulge in his pants as he practically dry humped me while I danced. I could feel him pulling me towards his ‘throne’ while we danced. He sat down and pulled me down with him so I was sitting in his lap again, he kept one hand on my hip and the other one snaked around and groped at my breast. He pinched and twisted my n****e roughly, abusing the fleshy nub causing pain and pleasure to shoot through my body. I bit my lip to keep from yelping out as he continued his abuse. His other hand released my hip and snaked down south to my nethers as he began to toy with the tender flesh through the fabric of my panties. I let the music move me and numb my mind away from everything, I slowly raised up, but worked to keep my ass pressed against Daryl so he would think it was simply a part of the dance and it worked till he released my breast to release his ‘pole’ from it’s confines and pulled me down till the tip was trying to force its way through my panties. 

    I pushed against him to keep him from tearing through my panties and taking the last piece of myself that I refused to give to him or any other man in this group. He pulled me down harder, but the fabric held strong, fear was building in my stomach and tears were threatening to spill over once more. That was when I seen Theoden walk up and his face revealed pure rage and hatred as he stared Daryl down. Dayrl seen him too and stopped pulling me down, just held me there and meeting Theoden’s gaze. 

    “Well, how do I look?” The man’s voice broke through the flashback. I blinked a few times and shook my head to bring myself back to the present. That memory shook me to my core and it must’ve shown on my face based on the man’s reaction. “What is wrong? Are you okay?” I shook my head quickly then nodded. 

    “Just lost in thought is all. Let’s see how these fit you.” I looked him over, he did a good job for having never worn armor like this before, a few things were out of place and some things had to be tightened or readjusted. 

    “You look ready to survive the wilderness. I won’t be so worried about you getting hurt. Now one final piece,” I pulled out a necklace that had a small vial attached to it made of crystal filled with a red fluid. That fluid was the blood of the queen. “This will protect you from most of Lilith’s forces, they will sense this and feel like they are close to the queen and will bolt. It won’t repel all of them, especially the bigger ones or the ones that are smart enough to know that the queen wouldn’t dare stray far from her realm. Granted they wouldn’t be out here either, but you just never know. You can also communicate with me through this, all you need to do is say my name.” I handed him the necklace. 

    “What is your name?” He asked and it dawned on me I didn’t even know his name. 

    “Oh sorry, my name is Sayuri and yours?” As soon as he heard my name he froze for a moment, as he looked me over. Almost as if seeing me for the first time.

    “As in,” he paused as he thought about what he was about what he was going to say, “Sayuri Lunamoon?” he asked questioningly. I froze for a moment, looking at this man cautiously. I had begun to feel as though I had met this man before, but I couldn’t pinpoint it till now. 

    “Yes,” I said cautiously, “how do you know my last name?” I started to reach for my sword prepared to fight. 

    “Wow,” he looked genuinely shocked as if he couldn’t believe that I was standing before him. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again, the last time I saw you,” he paused to think about it, “Let’s just say that it has been a long time since we have seen each other, so I understand if you don’t remember me. It’s me, Asar Abdel Aziz.” When I heard his name it shocked me, I remember him as my old manager when I was working amongst humans what felt like ages ago. 

    “Time has certainly changed you, I didn’t recognize you at all. This store doesn’t even look the same when I left, granted that was nearly 15 years ago and a lot has happened since then.” I was in shock to know that my old manager was the one I was saving, when he saved me all those years ago before the world went to hell. 

    “A lot has happened since I last saw you, I’m rather impressed on where you are now in life. I’m also thankful that it was you who found me.” He looked as if he were going to break right there, for the first time I could see just how much of him had been chipped away while trying to survive. “I’m not sure how much longer I could’ve held on trying to survive here. I don’t know if my family is alive or if there is even a reason to continue to live on to try and make a life out of the crumbling remains of this world.” I looked him over before approaching him and placing a hand on his arm. 

    “Asar, there is still hope that your family is alive. I’m not the only one who has been out searching for survivors and gathering supplies as we search. The queen has people out all over the world trying to find survivors and bring them back to her realm for safety. We will search for your family when we get back to Eindenia, but for now we have to go through and pick this place clean of supplies that we can, then we will move on to the next area.” I gave him a small smile, “Never give up hope, when you do that’s when you will make mistakes and die. If you hold on to hope then you will continue to fight for survival.” He looked into my eyes before nodding in agreement.