(CONTENT WARNING!!!

This chapter had torture, sexual abuse, and rape scenes. If you are triggered by these factors, or was just an innocent kiddo, please don't read!!!

Auntie, I'm really sorry... I'm just fourteen yet I write stuff like these!!!)

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~~~Herobrine's P.o.V.~~~

I woke up, and saw myself sitting on the floor, my back against the wall.

I looked around, and saw that I was in a small room.

Then, I heared a pained groan.

Beside me was Steve, his ocean-blue eyes slowly fluttering open. He looked at me.

"Hunny... Where are we?", he weakly asked.

Just then, we heared a dark chuckle.

I looked up, and saw Dreadlord, his black eyes sparkling maliciously. By the way his eyes flash, he was smirking evilly down at us.

"Oh, it was so nice to meet you, King Steve and Queen Herobrine.", he sneered, his eyes glaring at each of us.

I stood up, along with Steve.

"Where are we?", he growled.
"Oh, I will not tell you where we are...", he sang.

I growled, and my fists tightened to balls.

"Where. Are. We..?", I hissed venomously at him, my eyes' glow intensifying.

He chuckled evilly...

"Oh, you're in a special room... Not in your little place, though... You're in my Torture Room.", he sneered, his annoying black eyes glinting maliciously.

Then, a whip appeared on his hand out of nowhere.

Two pillars appeared in front of us, and our hands were cuffed on it.

We found ourselves kneeling in front of him, and our upper clothes stripped off us.

He advanced to Steve, going behind us. I glared up at him.

"Don't look at me, you moron!", he growled, whipping my back.
"Aarghh!", I growled, looking in front of me.

Then, I heared him whip my husband.

Steve screamed everytime the whip contacted his back. I looked at him, and saw him, leaning on the pillar, shaking and breathing  heavily.

I could see part of his back, bleeding from the impact he recieved from the whip.

"H-Hunny...", he weakly whispered, looking up at me.

His blue eyes showed pain.

Then, I felt the sharp whip slash across my back.

I gasped, arching my back. I leaned on the pillar, in a praying position, biting my lip, growling and hissing in pain everytime the whip touches my back.

I wobbled, as more impacts came.

Then, I felt his hand pull my hair. He forced me to look up at me.

I was surprised, seeing him not a skeleton anymore:

He had a light brown skin, black hair, empty eyes, a well-toned body, and a devilish smirk on his lips.

"What do you want from me?", I growled.

He chuckled.

"I just want you, Herobrine... I mean... Your body...", he whispered lustfully, kissing my neck.

I pulled off, lashing and screaming. Steve, although was weak, tried pulling away, and yelled at Dreadlord.

He pulled off, chuckling, and uncuffing me.

He grabbed my hair, and pushed me, forcing us both to the ground. He was lying on top of me, his lips on my neck.

"Get off me, you bastard motherfucker!!!", I screamed, pulling off.

Fear gripped my heart, as he stopped, glaring down at me.

"Get your fucking filthy hands off my WIFE!", Steve furiously growled, pulling off.

Dreadlord cackled darkly.

"He will be mine now!", he growled, kissing me.

Tears started to flow from my eyes, as I felt him immobilize me.

I tried to kick, punch, push and struggle, but the damn immobilization stopped me.

I couldn't break his kisses, or whatever... I'm turning blue from the lack of air!

Then, he pulled off, panting.

He smirked evilly at me.

"Enjoy...", he sang, as he started to unbutton and unzip my pants.

I whimpered, trying to kick him...

But I couldn't...

His hands slowly pulled my lower clothes off me, leaving me in my underwear.

"Stop!", I cried, tears starting to flow to my cheeks.

My past trauma...

My past pain...

Every terrifying scene...

Was flooding back to me.

I screamed in fear as he kissed my neck and lips. His hand slowly travelled to my lower regions.

"Shh... Don't be afraid... It will just be quick...", he sang, palming the area-between-my-legs.

I cried even more...

"HELP MEEE!!!", I screamed out of extreme trauma.
"HEROBRINE!!! GET OFF MY WIFE DREADLORD!!!", I heared Steve scream furiously.

He pulled off his pants and underwear, and positioned himself on top of me. He pulled off my underwear, licking his lips.

He smirked devilishly at me.

I felt his lower region press between my legs. I tried lashing out, but to no use.

"Be a good boy and everything will be alright...", he whispered in my ear.

Then, I felt him push inside me.

I decided to keep quiet, biting my lip in pain.

But I cannot stop the painful sounds coming out from my throat.

"You're so quiet...", he hissed.

I just kept quiet, glaring at him, tears streaming down my face.

He smirked evilly, and thrusted harder in me, digging himself deeper inside my body.

I winced, but then, I screamed out of pain.

"Stop it, Dreadlord!", Steve cried.

But he rocked me harder.

I screamed.

"AAAARGHHH! OUCHH!!! S-STOP!!!", I cried out in pain.
"No, Herobrine... I want to own you... I want to fuck you senseless!", he hissed at me.
"Please, Dreadlord! Enough!", I cried desparately under him.
"No enoughs for me, dear Herobrine...", he sneered, rocking even harder.

I cried, screamed, and wailed.

Fear started to grip me, as he kissed my neck, leaving sharp pains on some areas.

"I loved the way you scream, dear!", he sneered, making me whimper.

He thrusted in me even harder.

"Get the fuck off my wife, Dreadlord!", Steve cried.

He just laughed on top of me, kissing my neck. I screamed in fear.

"ENOUGH! PLEASEE!", I wailed.

Just then, I felt myself tense up.

"Oh, he's letting go!", he mocked me.

I whimpered as I let go, the liquid on our stomachs.

Then, he pulled off.

He grabbed my hair, and made me kneel. He stood up, and pushed me to his erect lower region.

I whimpered, as I unintentionally swallowed it. He moaned, as he continued bobbing my head in and out.

"STOP DOING THAT TO MY WIFEE!", Steve screamed furiously.
"Ughh... Herobrine, oh... Suck me...", he moaned, as he continued it.

He was literally fucking my mouth.

But I couldn't fight back... I'm so scared... I'm so traumatized...

Tears flowed from my eyes, as I felt him tense up.

Then, he let go, his liquid in my mouth.

I threw it up, but his lower region was still in my mouth.

"Swallow...", he ordered.

I gave him a glare.

"SWALLOW!", he growled, punching my side.

I whimpered, and swallowed the liquid all in.

He pushed me.

"Is it delicious?", he asked.

I didn't answer.

He raised his free hand, and summoned a knife. He slashed my husband's back.

"AAARGHH!!!", he screamed.

He slashed him more.

"STOP! STOP HURTING MY HUSBAND!", I cried out.

He glared down at me.

"Is it delicious?", he asked.
"Yes...", I mumbled, tearing up.

He slashed my husband again. Steve screamed out.

"Louder! Full sentence!", he growled.
"Yes Dreadlord. It tasted good... It was delicious...", I cried, my voice shaken in fear, regret, and self-disgust.

He smirked.

"Very good...", he hissed, patting my head.

He pushed me to Steve. The cuffs and pillars disappeared.

"Next time.", he smirked, as he disappeared.

I pulled up my pants, the immobilization disappearing. Steve hugged me, crying. I whimpered, feeling a huge wave of fear, self-disgust and guilt sweeping over me.

"F-forgive me Steve! I-I let myself be-be used by him! I'm so sorry!", I wailed, hugging him tightly.
"Shh, Hunny... Don't cry... I understand...", he cooed me, caressing my hair.
"I-I'm a b-bad wife!", I whimpered.

"I'm sinful! I-I'm dirty! I'm used! I-I don't deserve y-you!", I cried.
"No Herobrine... Shh... Don't blame yourself! You're not a bad wife... I love you no matter what your past is... On who you are...", he cooed, rubbing my back.

I hugged him tightly, and everything became black.