Season: Autumn
Weather: No idea. Locked inside the shadow lord's ensuite bedroom although he has had enough sleep.
Day of the week: Wednesday
Date: 7th March, 2024
The dark shadow lord hugged me all night last night and he seemed to have had a good sleep, but I didn't. Couldn't. Because a certain excited member of his body kept poking and rubbing up at me all night. I thought he wasn't interested in me, but it seems that he did and was.
He was probably having spring dreams all night because my body was sticky, disgusting and coated with his excited fluids. I couldn't escape. Couldn't get away. I was so disgusted.
By the time morning came and he finally woke up, he woke up with a scream. Two screams even. I wasn't even screaming and I should have been the one screaming. Why was he screaming?
Guards rushed in, sniffed the air, saw my awkward position beneath the dark shadow lord and rushed back out again after he cursed at them and told them to get lost. The dark shadow lord glared at me as if everything was my fault.
I gave him the rude finger, resulting in a certain part of him swelling up and rubbing against a certain part of me that suddenly made me hold my breath and my eyes grow as wide as saucers. The dark shadow lord snickered at me while I tried to get away.
Of course, I failed to escape and was used to pleasure the man while he played with my body until I shuddered and came beneath him. Thankfully, he hadn't put himself inside and so I wasn't about to become pregnant with any of his babies.
Really, I feel like I should have been freaking out a whole lot more than I was, but everything felt so unreal and impossible that the reality of what had happened didn't quite come crashing down until I had been bundled into the shower with him to be washed off with soap and a high pressure hose. That impossible man is so unlikeable, I could kick him head over heels and sending flying over the gulf.
If only.
I'd like to see you try.
Get your smarmy, disgusting hands off me, you sick perverted bastard.
You should narrate our shower play in much more detail. How I conquered you and made you dance on my fingers, moaning and panting, while I made you suck...
Get lost, dickhead. What happened to not being interested?
Your two bosses haven't even gotten this far with you, have they? Your body reacts so beautifully to me. You might as well just give it to me. I'll make you my woman and crown you Queen of the Underworld. I'll marry you and let you give birth to all our beautiful babies.
I thought you didn't want to have a weakness others could exploit? I thought you said...
I could make you happy.
Do you even know what happiness is? You can't even sleep properly. What happiness can you have?
Oh ho. My darling security blanket knows how to bite. What a cute little white rabbit bunny. Would you like me to show you how I can 'sleep properly'? Did you not have enough fun earlier? How about I show you what pleasure really is and call your bosses over to watch how much you love being with me?
Screw you.
How about I screw you?
No. We are not going there.
Then how do you want to thank me for capturing a certain Evil Evan before Chef maims him for life? Do you want any of his fingers or toes? How would you like him handled?
You know, now that you've told me that you've committed a crime, I'm going to have to report you to the police? Don't you know the police have access to my journal and read it too?
Well, I haven't actually caught him yet. And I will honestly admit that I have no idea where Chef is or what he is up to right at this moment. I was just giving you a hypothetical scenario. Really. Don't roll your eyes at me. Ridicule does not become a little white rabbit like you. It really ruins the cuteness.
Then stop staring at and touching me. Stop kissing me and... Seriously. Dark shadow lord, are you trying to make me angry?
I'm not trying to make you angry on purpose. Really. But it would be very interesting to see what you are like when you lose your temper. It'd probably be something really cute. I can't help it. I must be in heat or something now. I really, really want to do you, right now. Don't worry. I'll be responsible. I still have protection here somewhere.
Dude, that expired five years ago. Is that how long you haven't done it for? Is that why you seem pent up and frustrated? That expired three years ago. That one expired last year.
Why don't you continue helping relieve my pent up frustration? Didn't you write earlier that I don't even know how to sleep properly? How about it? I'll show you my technique and you can also relieve my pent up frustrations and become pregnant with my children because all the family planning products in my drawer are overdue.
No way! I'm a one girl, one man kind of person.
Oh really? Then those two bosses of yours...
Get off. Give me back my pen.
Since they haven't made the first move, why don't I?
(Scribbles)