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Dream Mother	By : DarkRoze Category: M through R > Nightmare on Elm Street Views: 2024 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*six years latter*
"96…97…" Amanda could hear them counting and picked up her pace, she often came in here to find one of the men and have sex with him. After her first year her body had began to crave the feel of a man deep inside her. She stepped through the secondary door and looked up at the two men who didn’t seem to notice her.
"Come on hurry up." The second one said, Amanda fixed her habit quickly as she kept trying to get to the stairs that would take her out.
"Now you made me lose count I have to start over!" The first man said, Amanda sighed inwardly thankful that she had some time to get to the stairs. She was glad that the order was so strict but it was Christmas for the next two weeks and the guards would be gone so the inmates would be locked up. It would be at least 10 days before the inmates would be checked again.
"1…2…" He stared counting again.
"Forget it is 100 lets go!" The guard pulled the orderly out behind him.
"WAIT!!" Amanda screamed, she was frozen in fear but she yelled just as the door slammed and drowned her out. "PLEASE!!" she yelled again taking a few steps but the men were gone and she was trapped in here with 100 of states worst maniacs. They all turned and looked at her, and real fear poured through her, something she hadn't felt since she was a child. She was trapped with no way out and no hope.
Amanda remembered being shoved roughly to the floor and her cloths being ripped away from her body and man after man fuck her rough and hard. She felt them explode inside her and then switch to another one, over and over they filled her with cum until it was spilling out of her. Then they started on her other holes, she felt them ripping her ass wide and it was all she could do not keep from swallowing load after load of cum. She tried crawling away, she tried fighting, finally she was so exhausted that she couldn’t move so she prayed. She prayed with her heart and soul for forgiveness, salvation, repentance, and anything she could say think. She had no sense of time, no knowledge of the outside world. There was only these men moving her, lifting her, and then filling her with their cum. Some part of her knew that she'd never get the feel out of her and she started remembering her fragments of her life, with each hot load a bit of the wall she built around those memories dissolved. She had spent six long years building that wall, and the memories that flooded back to her seemed sharper, clearer. She remember the feel of the blood of her parents flowing over her hands, the feel of the knife cutting through their flesh. The screams they made as she stabbed them over and over. Then older memories came, suddenly she was in the kitchen of her old house sitting on the table, it was covered in blood she jumped up and almost fell as her feet slipped on the same thick slime. She looked around confused.
"You wanted to kill them, you rejoiced in it." A deep voice said.
"No! I had to they were hurting me!!" Amanda protested.
"But they wouldn’t have killed you, you would have lived. Admit you enjoyed killing them." The voice countered.
"Who are you?! Why are you doing this?! Help me!!" Amanda said desperately.
"See you cant even deny it, you loved the rush, the feel of killing… that’s why you come down here with these men. Not for the sex, for the rush, you want to kill them." It accused, Amanda didn’t say anything, could it be true. Did she enjoy it?
"I can give you a way to save your self," the voice paused as if waiting for her answer but just as she opened her mouth ir went on. "We can give you the ability to save your child to."
"My child?" She questioned in shock.
"Yes your child, you've be raped several hundred times, most of that seed filling your very fertile womb…or do you not remember the reason you decided that you had to kill your parents?" The voice asked. Suddenly something shattered in her mind, and she realized the pool of blood was coming from her. She looked around and fetuses over varying ages where dead and scattered around the floor. She had been raped by her father and whoever he sold her to so many times she had gotten pregnant many times. Her mother had beat her any way but when she was 10 her mother had started giving her pregnancy test and whenever one came up positive… Amanda closed her eyes, remembering how her mother would hang her from the ceiling and use her as a punching bag until she would miscarry and the fetus came out. Her mother would call her the baby the spawn of hell, and then Amanda was forced to clean up the mess. It was after one of these sessions about four months after her 17th birthday that she had finally had enough and killed her parents.
"My child?" She said again covering her stomach protectively, the rape she could deal with she'd lived through similar things before but she absolutely refused to let another child die when there was something she could do to save it.
"What do I need to do?" Amanda asked the tone of her voice saying her determination was clear.
"You'll know what to do." It said then suddenly she was suspended in nothingness, she didn’t know how long she stayed there. Time was nothing, she had no hunger or thirst. Some part of her woke up and started taking inventory, relaying information to the rest of her. Then she heard it far off at first barely a whisper. She tried to get closer to it, to move towards it which must have worked because she could tell it was getting closer. Then she knew what it was a heart beat, but not her own. She listened to it in wonder growing stronger, then as if a light switch was flipped she was awake.
The room she was in was plane and clean, she was in a bed, she was cleaned. Her body was sore all over, she felt the ache bone deep. She realized that she could barely move, but she wanted to. Some part of her telling her that if she didn’t move now she never would. She fought until she was sitting in an upright position, one of the other sisters saw her and came rushing over.
"Sister are you alright?" The younger woman asked, concern was clear in her voice.
"I… I don’t know… what happened?" Amanda asked.
"Maybe I should get The Mother?" The girl said turning away.
"No. Tell me." Amanda ordered grabbing the girls wrist and pulling her back to the bed. The girl was shocked that Amanda had so much strength and truth be told it amazed Amanda to, still the girl told Amanda that she had been locked in the room with those men for three days before any one found her. The sisters had thought she'd finally ran away, but it had been almost a week before they had been able to get her out. The men had done everything in their power to keep Amanda from staff, in their insanity they had started calling her Mother Marry rather then Sister and thought they were chosen by god to keep her and the son alive. That had been almost a month ago, Amanda had laid in the bed unmoving, but stable.
"Now you may fetch The Mother." Amanda said letting go of the girl who nodded and ran off. By the time she returned Amanda was up and dressed in a fresh habit.
"Oh my… Praise god that your alive." The large black woman said coming over and gently hugging Amanda.
"Is it true?" Amanda whispered, The Mother shot a glare at the girl who coward and fled. "Its my fault I made her tell me." Amanda said bringing the attention back to herself.
"I should have been summoned at once." The woman said firmly then sighed, "well maybe its better you were told right away. Yes I'm afraid its true and there is a child growing inside you. We'll have the doctor come to abort it, I'm sorry we had to wait until you were awake." The Mother said trying to sound reassuringly.
"What?! NO!!" Amanda cried backing away and covering her stomach.
"You can't keep it." The Mother said taking a step towards Amanda then stopping.
"Maybe not but this child is a gift from god, are we not taught that all children are rare gifts? Have you not thought that maybe this child has a purpose?" Amanda asked. Even to her the words sounded like hallow lies but they gave The Mother pause. It was clear she hadn't thought of that.
"You have come a long way child, when you came here fear and hate filled your heart. Now you see all thing in this world as the will of god playing some bigger part in it all." The Mother said, Amanda noticed she was now smiling. "Alright Sister you may carry the baby to term, with the understanding that you will not be able to keep it."
"Yes Mother." Amanda said, now she had time. Time to sort it all out and time to figure out what to do with the baby.

Okay so I hope you liked it, please R&R!! Again this is a lot of just showing you what she was thinking, what happened to her and what's motivating her.
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