"So, you're pretty good at this." Jessica mused awkwardly.

It took Dave a moment to pull his eyes away from the screen. He stared at her blankly, blinking owlishly before he seemed to realize what she said. He gave a huff of a laugh.

"Just good with computers." He answered shortly.

"Oh, so Charlie was right, huh? That's neat."

She looked around nervously. It was just the two of them, since John had chased after Charlie and Lamar wanted to follow Marla around. She was becoming increasingly aware that she was stuck with a stranger, alone, in this small space when she realized he hadn't gone back to messing with the buttons. He was just…staring at her.

"…Yes?" She finally asked.

He kept staring at her face, eyes darting around her features before he gave a lopsided grin. "Sorry. You're very pretty. How old are you?"

She gaped at him. "Uh, well…t-thank you? And I'm sixteen…Nearly seventeen though."

A spark began lighting up his dead eyes as his grin widened. "Such a ripe age. You look…older."

That was creepy. She raised an eyebrow at him and glanced around despite there being no one else. Meeting him in the mall, she'd felt he was an oddball. He seemed quiet and socially inept but commenting on her age in such a way was weird. Especially when he was older. She couldn't tell how much older, since he looked sickly and had dark rings under his eyes, but it was enough to be overly creepy.

"I, I get that a lot." She tried to joke.

"Must be your full figure." He said.

"Excuse me?"

Her brow furrowed as she glared at him. Now he was commenting on her body? But before she could get angry, he was moving towards her. She froze. His large hand reached out, his fingers wrapped themselves around strands of her hair. She stared at him on confusion and slight fear. Why was he touching her?

"You have on some really nice perfume." He went on as he leaned forward in his chair. "Been a long time since I've smelled anything that pretty."

Her mouth opened and closed. She wanted to thank him for the compliment, yet was too shell-shocked by his bizarre behavior. And then he leaned forward and pressed his nose to the strands he was playing with, taking a deep breath of it. She stiffened, making a face in disgust. He was sniffing her.

"Whatizzit?" He mused softly into her hair.

"J-Jasmine…" She answered automatically.

"Pretty perfume for a pretty girl."

She tried to lean away from him, pull herself from his grip. He followed. "Y-you know, I think I'll…go see what the others are doing."

He didn't seem to hear her as he stared near her chin. Increasingly nervous, Jessica went to slide around him and stand up. She froze when his hands gripped her forearms, stopping her, and he yanked her back into her chair with more force than necessary.

"You have such beautiful features…" He went on like nothing happened.

She swallowed around the lump in her throat. "Thank you?"

He seemed to realize he was still holding her and looked surprised, quickly letting go. His hands hovered awkwardly as he chewed on his lip. He seemed taken aback at his own actions, so maybe he hadn't meant to be so weird? Jessica tried to relax. Honestly the man seemed lonely, so maybe she shouldn't get so defensive so quickly.

"You okay?" She asked him instead.

He struck like a snake. His hands wrapped around her shoulders as he pulled her forward, his chapped lips meeting hers. Out of instinct, she gasped, and found his hot tongue entering her mouth. It swept over her own, prodding against it, and she felt a spark go down her spine.

Once the shock passed, Jessica began struggling. She got his hands off of her and pulled away, face red in humiliation and disgust when saliva leaked on her chin. Glaring, she instinctively raised her hand and slapped Dave across the face, causing him to fall to the floor.

"What the fuck?!" She snarled at him.

He looked shocked, staring off at the wall as a hand slowly came up and rubbed at the bright red mark he now supported. After a moment, he spit a small bloody wad from his mouth. She almost felt guilty. But something in the air had changed then and she was beginning to get nervous again as she eyed the door behind him.

"I did everything right." He whispered suddenly, not looking at her still. "So, why?"

Jessica stared at him in confusion. "You think giving me some cheap compliments is enough for me to sit here and make out with you? You're apparently going senile in your old age."

He tensed. His shocked look relaxed, eyes narrowing slightly. Sneering down at him, Jessica got up and went to step around him. She wanted to get as far away from him as possible. Maybe the others would be willing to leave and she could explain later because she didn't think she could handle telling them right now.

"'Cheap' huh…"

Jessica yelped when his hand wrapped around her ankle. He pulled on her, making her trip and fall, nearly faceplanting into the stairs. She managed to catch herself, wincing in pain as her wrists flared up. But she scrambled to get to her feet as he pulled her towards him, until she was completely under his tall frame.

"You think those were cheap compliments? Too good for you?" Dave hissed at her, a crazed look entering his eyes.

"Get off of me!" She snapped at him, trying to push him off.

"You think you're too young and pretty for someone like me?" He went on angrily as he gripped her shoulders and shook her.

She cried out, feeling tears beginning to form in her eyes as cold fear paralyzed her. Was he going to hurt her? Kill her? His expression was frightening, teeth bared as he snarled down at her and digging his fingernails into her skin. She gave a sob and turned her head away, not moving when his violent shaking stopped.

"….Hey, hey, shhh…" He suddenly went from enraged to reassuring, his grip lightening as one went to her cheek and gently caressing it. "There's nothing to be scared of, sweetie. I know you didn't mean it."

"D-don't hurt me." Jessica begged him.

Dave looked surprised before that lopsided grin spread across his face. "Then don't give me a reason to."

She took in a shaky breath at that. There was something wrong with him. He was unhinged or something, and she was stuck here with him. Jessica whimpered as he kept caressing her, calloused skin rubbing against her cheek. His thumb moved and rubbed small circles into her jawline as he stared down at her, eyes focused on her lips.

"Don't be scared. I'm going to take care of you." He whispered as he leaned forward, kissing her again.

She didn't dare fight. She was too scared to. Not with how quickly his mood had switched before. His lips were cold against hers, but his tongue was just as warm as before. It pressed against her lips and not sure what to do, she let it slip into her mouth. He hummed in response. Dave began eagerly licking at the inside of her mouth, lapping at her cheeks and along her teeth, meshing their tongues together.

That spark started again. She groaned in discomfort, body shaking under his. Despite finding the forced kissing gross and humiliating, her body was getting warm. What was wrong with her? Why was she reacting like this when she didn't want it? She wanted to shove him away, but when she moved to, her hands were trembling too hard.

Not noticing, Dave grabbed one. He intertwined their fingers in a manner too familiar and intimate then pinned it above her head. Jessica gasped for breath when he finally pulled away, watching in distaste as he licked his lips with far too much enthusiasm.

"You taste sweet. Like candy." He said.

"Please, no more…" She whimpered out, chest heaving as she tried to keep herself from sobbing again.

"Aw, but we only just started getting to know each other." Dave chuckled.

Jessica bit her lip, a sob escaping. But the guard was distracted, eyes drawn as her chest kept heaving in fear. His eyes lit up in excitement. With his free hand, he slowly trailed his fingers down over her dress. Realization hit her suddenly.

"Don't!"

He smiled and palmed her breast easily. The mound of flesh fit comfortably into his hand. Slowly, Dave began squeezing it experimentally, curiously. He licked his lips again as he released her hand and groped both of her tits. Jessica couldn't stop the moan before it was out of her mouth, hands going to his shoulders and trying to push him away.

"Stop, please, stop!"

"Perfect size, aren't they? Like they were made for me." Dave cooed at her, pressing them together.

"You had your fun, please! I won't tell anyone." She promised him desperately.

He snickered at that. Ignoring her pleas, he nuzzled at the bottom of her left breast, kissing at the base through her dress. He peppered kisses along the base until his face was pressed into the valley between her breasts, giving a content and rather disgusting sigh of pleasure.

"Such a nice dress…I'd hate to have to ruin it." He mused softly to himself. His dead eyes glanced up at her tear stricken face. "Will you take it off, or should I?"

She cringed. "D-don't, this is going too far, please!"

"Jessica~" He cooed at her in a sing-song manner. "Either I rip it off and you have nothing to wear, or you take it off."

He pulled away from her, hovering over her body on his hands and knees. Jessica squeezed her eyes shut, trying to collect herself, and reached for the hem of her dress. Slowly she hiked it up, hesitating over her thighs. She made the mistake of opening her eyes, forced to watch him stare at her exposed skin like she was opening a present for him. It made her stomach lurch but she kept going.

"See? Just as I said. Your figure makes you look older…" He said, reached out and carefully running his thumb over her ribs.

Once the dress was over her head, he grabbed it and tossed it on the chair behind him. Jessica whined, laying there in her bra and panties, trying not to see the way his eyes raked over her body. His grin widened unnaturally as he began panting in lust. He straddled her waist and without warning, pressed his face between her breasts.

"Stop!" She screamed, pushing on his shoulders again.

He laughed against her skin, arms wrapping around her body as he pressed himself harder against her. "You're so beautiful…so pretty. What did I do to deserve this?"

Was that it? She was little more than an object to him, a gift fate had just dropped into his lap? Jessica sobbed. She felt disgusting and used, and knew this was only the beginning if someone didn't interrupt and help her.

"All this, just for me~" He went on and eagerly nuzzled against her tits as he grinded his pelvis against hers.

"What do you want from me?" She demanded desperately.

He glanced up at her, pressing a wet kiss against her right mound. "Aww, don't be so upset. I'm not asking for much. You guys are trespassing here and I've been nice enough to not get you into trouble, haven't I?"

Jessica winced. It was true, they had broken the law by repeatedly coming here to Freddy's, but what did that have to do with him molesting her like this? She wanted to say so, but couldn't when he began rolling her tits in his hands, groping them through her bra. She whined; it felt oddly good to be touched like that and she hated it.

"All I want, Jessica…is to make you feel good." He mused heatedly, eyes glinting as he began rolling her nipple between his long fingers. "It works out for both of us."

She keened as he carefully pulled on them. When she didn't further protest, he chuckled and yanked her bra down under her breasts, exposing them to the cold, stale air of the small room under the stage. She gasped, face red and tried to cover herself but he pulled her arms away. Dave moaned in appreciation, pelvis grinding against hers more insistently.

"They're perfect…"

Slowly, carefully, he ran his tongue over her areola. She gasped at the touch, his tongue still so warm against her skin. He then wrapped his tongue around her nipple and she realized just how oddly long his tongue was. It sent a confusion jumble of emotions through her. She was thankfully distracted when he latched on to her left nipple and began lightly nibbling on it until it hardened.

"D-Dave…!" She whined, back arching her into his mouth further.

He moaned and began suckling on her tit. It felt odd, yet sent a burst of pleasure through her as she gasped. Her hands suddenly scrambled to his hair, fingers tangling in the strands, but she didn't know if she should push him away or pull him closer. He kept sucking though and she felt her toes curl as she panted and moaned and dug her nails into his scalp.

He finally pulled away with a wet 'pop'. He was breathing hard, lips glinting with saliva as he eyed the forming red mark on her breast with pride. Grinning, he began pinching her other nipple as she yelped, then lunged and latched on to it, giving it the same treatment as its twin.

Jessica couldn't help the noises that came out of her mouth. She keened, head thrown back as he suckled off her, almost like a desperate nursing child. As his tongue played with her nipple in his mouth, she became increasingly aware of the wetness between her own legs. It ached with a pressing need unlike anything she'd ever felt before. She shifted, rubbing herself against Dave and saw stars.

"See? I can make you feel so good." Dave purred as he wiped his mouth.

She groaned, cheeks pink as she saw the bruises and hickies forming on her breasts. They were swollen from the nonstop attention, and she was suddenly grateful no one else would be able to see it later. She laid there trying to compose herself. The ache was still pulsing between her legs but she could ignore it for now. She just wanted this all to be over.

"Ohhhh….guess I did a real good job, huh?"

Jessica looked up at him, not sure what he was talking about, and froze. Dave sat back and pried her legs apart, eyes staring intently at her crotch. Her panties were clearly damp, sticking to her netherlips, and she squeaked in embarrassment. She tried to pull away, wanting to hide, but he tightened his grip threateningly as he gave her a look.

"Come on, you've been so good for me. Don't start." He said sternly.

She felt her heart stop and ceased struggling. Instantly he perked up, smiling in an unhinged manner as he pulled her up into his lap. Jessica was forced to sit there in a mixture of fear and arousal as he hooked her legs over his shoulders and leaned forward, inhaling her smell. She gaped at him in shock. That, that was weird, why was he so damn creepy?

She nearly screamed when he licked her through her panties. Her fingers dug into the floor as he hummed and mouthed her crotch, sucking on the fabric. His nose rubbed against her clit and she gasped, thighs tightening around his head and pressing him harder against her. Dave laughed against her skin, fingers prying her panties aside to expose her to the air.

Jessica whimpered. She hated how wet and turned on she was, how he could see such an intimate part of her. His grin reminded her of a shark as he descended on her, sucking her lips into his mouth. That hot tongue of his began lapping at her, dipping into her, before pressing insistently into her clit. She couldn't stop the cry this time; her hips began rolling into his mouth as her feet pressed into his back.

His name fell from her lips in a mantra as he kept up his assault. It was so good, the way he'd play with her clit with his tongue, the way he'd lap at her slit. And then that long tongue of his wormed its way inside of her. She moaned and bit her lip hard enough to bleed. Slowly, he began fucking her with it, and she couldn't stop herself from moving with him. The warm muscle made fireworks go off in her head as it went deep enough to hit a special nerve inside of herself, making her hiss and beg him to hit that again.

He happily did so. He tongued her g-spot over and over as she unknowingly humped his face. Jessica wasn't even sure if she'd care anymore. Her hands again went to his hair, pulling him closer, nails running over sensitive scars. Dave moaned into her, the feeling making her sob in pleasure.

"D-Dave, Dave…! Please, Dave, please!"

He began sucking on her again as his tongue curled into that spot. The obscene noises only made Jessica moan. Her eyes rolled back into her head when the hand holding aside her panties spread, his finger playing with her clit. Like a switch, she came into his mouth, vision going white as she cried out and convulsed and rode out the feeling on his tongue.

Jessica went limp then, the haze afterwards making her limbs feel too heavy. She'd never experienced anything like that before. She whimpered when Dave kept licking her, nerves feeling overly sensitive and burnt out. Finally he pulled away, licking up any left over juices as if savoring and cleaning up an ice cream cone.

"You made…the most amazing noises…" He panted out, eyes dark with lust.

A red flag went off in her head. "You got what you wanted…"

He looked up at her, grinning that large, crooked grin, as he chuckled and hands went to the front of his jeans. Her eyes followed before widening in fear. There was a huge tent in the front of his jeans, showing just how much he'd been enjoying himself. She sobbed. After all this was he seriously going to…?

"Hey, don't cry. We're going to have so much fun." Dave said eagerly, unbuttoning his jeans. "You've liked it so far right?"

"I, I don't want this! I don't want my first time to be in this disgusting pizza place with some creepy old man!" She snarled at him, trying to pull herself away from him.

His entire demeanor changed instantly, eyes narrowing at her as he grit his teeth. Before she could move away, he grabbed her arm and her chin, nails digging into her skin as he snarled down at her. "All I've done is make you happy! Make you feel good and none of that is enough!"

He slammed her down on the floor, making her hiss as her head knocked against the dirty tile. Her vision swam briefly. Groaning, she tried to focus and noticed Dave hovering over her. He gently hushed her, cradling her head between his hands as he kissed her forehead.

"Shh, it's okay. I know you're scared, but we're going to have so much fun! Isn't it fair for you to return the favor now?"

The instant mood switch again left her reeling. He grinned down at her, thumbs rubbing over her cheeks as he pressed a wet, open mouthed kiss against her lips, then her jaw. His hands trailed down her body, pausing to rub his fingers over the bruises on her tits, then down to her panties.

"It's been so long…so long since I've had this…" He whispered mostly to himself, eyes distant as his fingers played with her waistband.

"P-please, don't. Anything but that, please!" She begged him desperately.

"Don't be frightened, I promise I know what I'm doing."

Dave began unzipping his pants. She stared in horror, clamping her mouth shut as her mind tried desperately to think of something to get her out of this situation with the insane man. He just wanted things to be fair, apparently. So that left her with very few options that wouldn't set him off. Tears in her eyes, she sat up and grabbed his hands, stopping him as he went to pull his pants down.

"W-wait."

The guard paused, looking curious. She had to stop to collect herself, sighing, before she reached into his pants herself. Her hands were shaking as she carefully pulled out his dick, flinching. It was so warm in her hands. It was thick, pulsing, but more than anything it was long. Jessica didn't know much about male genitals, but he seemed longer than most.

He groaned at her touch, hips twitching. Swallowing roughly, she began carefully stroking him. He gasped in her ear, large hands going to her forearms. She felt sick to her stomach. There was liquid at the tip and when she touched it, the stickiness clung to her but made the movements easier. Slicker.

"Your hands are so soft…" He moaned into her hair, hunched over her as she continued jerking him off. "I wonder how soft your insides are though."

It was an obvious hint. She glanced up at him, his eyes hungry, before looking down at the flushed cock in her hands. She had to do it before he got impatient. She gave him a few more strokes before removing her hand and wiped it awkwardly on her leg. Dave hissed above her at the lack of touch. Before he could move, likely shoving her down to properly fuck her, she moved her hair aside and crouched down and gave his head a lick.

He stilled instantly, tensing. She tried not to wince at the taste. It was musky and heavy on her tongue, slightly salty, making her almost gag. Trying to collect herself, she looked up at him and saw his eyes wide as he stared down at her. His grin was huge, looking like a child on Christmas.

"Not what I was expecting." He said in a giddy manner.

"I've, I've never…" She tried to explain, wincing. She hadn't expected such an enthusiastic response and now she was regretting her choice.

He seemed, somehow, even more excited by that. "I'll be happy to teach you then."

His hand went to the top of her head and shoved her down. Jessica winced, having his dick forced into her face. Nervously, she began licking him. He reacted the most vocally when her tongue hit the veins, so she tried to focus on that, trailing down the veins as she went down to the base, flinching when her tongue hit his balls. Especially when he moaned and dug his fingers into her scalp, trying to force her there again.

"Open wide." He said smugly.

"Wait, I-"

They were forced into her mouth with a shove down. Grimacing, she quickly began sucking on them and licking them. She felt disgusted. She heard Dave panting and moaning above her, nails digging into her head, and was too happy when he didn't resist her pulling away and instead slowly sucking on his tip.

"Fuck, just like that…" He hummed as his hips surged forward, forcing more into her mouth.

"Stop shoving me!" She snapped at him instinctively, pulling away.

Dave looked confused, panting, but managed to seem sheepishly. "Sorry, it's…been awhile."

"Don't…don't rush me okay?" She said, stomach lurching as she sat there.

"Hey, you're doing great, sweetie~ So, soo great. Fucking Christ I can't believe you're really sucking my dick."

He leered at her as he said it. Jessica flinched. She wasn't doing this because she wanted to, even if he was disillusioned into thinking that. Not sure how to react, she sat there, but Dave was quick to tighten his grip on her hair and yanking her down into his lap. With a strong shove, his cock was forced into her mouth as she gagged.

"O-oh fuck!" He moaned above her.

Her jaw was forced open wide around the thick flesh. Her eyes watered instantly as she struggled to swallow and breathe around the intrusion, trying not to panic as she began breathing through her nose. With each swallow, she felt Dave twitch above her. His hands wouldn't let her pull away either, so she could only blink back the tears and fear and start sucking on him as she ran her tongue along his cock.

"That's it, just like that. Wider…Fuuuck, yes!"

His hips thrusted again and again and again, and suddenly Jessica knew she was in trouble. He wasn't stopping his movements. His hands were gripping the back of her head, fingers woven into her hair, as his dick was repeatedly shoved deeper into her throat. She whined and grabbed his hips, trying to get him to stop as her air was cut off with each thrust.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. She was going to suffocate. He was going to kill her because he couldn't control himself. Dave's head was thrown back, panting like a dog in heat, as he wildly fucked her face. His cock kept hitting the back of her throat and made her gag over and over. Even when she dug her nails into his hips, trying to stop him with all her strength, he just groaned in response and shoved harder.

"So hot and tight…! C'mon, baby girl, almost there."

The nickname made her want to bite his dick off. Her lungs burned, her throat hurt like nothing she'd ever felt before and her jaw ached from overuse. She felt saliva leaking from the corners of her mouth and down her chin in a disgusting mixture of smit and precum. Desperate, she began trying to suck harder, which was awkward with his jerky movements. He moaned louder and she felt his cock twitching in her mouth.

Jessica wanted to pull away and tell him to no. To not do what she knew he was thinking. But she couldn't with her mouth so horribly full and with a long, pleased groan, Dave came into her mouth. Then halfway through, he pulled out and she got a face full of hot cum, spraying her across the eyes, her nose and some into her mouth.

Quickly, he wrapped his hand across her mouth, forcing her mouth shut. "Swallow it."

She whined, struggling to turn away. The taste was so disgusting and hot and she sobbed as he grinned down at her. Out of reflex, she swallowed to ease the constant ache in her throat and felt it ooze down into her stomach. She gagged again as Dave laughed at her.

"Not bad for a first attempt."

She didn't dare respond. Her hands were shaking as she raised them to her face, wanting to wipe the liquid off, but her wrist was grabbed. To her absolute horror, Dave raised his phone up and there was a SNAP as he took a picture of her sitting there, mostly naked, and covered in his jizz.

"Don't look so down." He cooed mockingly at her, pulling her closer. She shuddered in disgust when his now soft cock rubbed against her lower stomach. "Think of it as a memento of our time together. Especially since you promised not to tell anyone else…"

His eyes turned hard at that. She quickly nodded her head. She couldn't imagine what she'd do if anyone saw that picture. Her friends…her family…Chuckling, he kissed her. His hand crept into her hair and yanked her head back for a better angle, using her like a doll, before he pulled away. He looked remarkably pleased with himself for a man that had just molested her.

"Here, hold still."

Jessica looked up, gritting her teeth when he began cleaning her face off with her own dress. The feeling of being used only increased. He used the inside, meaning no one else would see it, but she'd be forced to feel it there. A constant reminder of what he'd done besides the soreness of her jaw, bruises on her skin and the broken feeling she had inside of her chest.

"Perfect! Such a pretty girl you are…" He tossed the dress to the side on the ground. "I'll head out first, give you some time to get dressed and clean up more. And remember: you don't tell anyone."

Dave tucked himself back into his pants and stood up, stretching cheerfully. Without so much as a glance back at her, he left through the small door. Jessica sat there a moment, staring off at nothing. Maybe that all hadn't happened? Maybe it was all just a bad dream? She'd just fallen asleep here, under the stage, the stress had gotten to her.

She quickly redressed on auto pilot. Her panties clung to her uncomfortably, her bra hurt the fresh bruises on her breasts and the drying cum rubbed against her stomach and thigh with every move. Her legs shook as she stood up, eyeing the control room with disdain before slowly leaving herself.

"Jessica, there you are!" Charlie greeted her almost immediately. She and John walked over, the pair giving Dave a wide girth. "Have you been playing with the controls this whole time?"

Behind them, Dave turned and gave her a large, prideful smile. She almost shuddered. "Y-yeah, Dave was learning them…look, he got Bonnie to sing!"

She pointed to him on the stage, where his mouth was moving to no music as he tapped his foot. The pair were quickly distracted by the new movements and rhythms and Jessica relaxed slightly with their attention off of her. She just wanted to go home now…

Which meant of course, it was at that moment that Bonnie began to spasm and jerk and rip himself from where he was bolted to the stage. And then the lights began acting up, flickering, making things look like they were stop-motion. The odd music on the speakers became deafening and the group quickly banded together to run for the exit to the hidden restaurant.

And as Jessica ran for the exit behind Jason, making sure the small boy was okay and that no one could see how exhausted she was, she felt something grab her. Clunky hands wrapped themselves around her waist and mouth, pulling her back into a hard chest. She could barely make out gold fur in the off lighting, panicking and struggling against the hold.

Looking up, she and Jason met eyes. But the boy couldn't stop running, eyes wide and fearful, as she was pulled deeper into the restaurant. And no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't fight against the plastic arm that wrapped around her neck until she blacked out.