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“How fucking perfect you are! How this pussy of yours was made for me. You are mine!” He grunts as he starts to pick up his pace.
“Say it!” he growls.
“Say what?” I ask.
“That you’re mine, that you’re not leaving again. Say it!” he demands.
I can’t say that. Instead, I tell him the one thing I can say, the one thing I want more than anything right now.
“Fuck me, Josh. I want you to fuck me harder.” I bury my head in his neck and bite down.
Josh really picks up his pace then. He drives into me, his fingers pinching into the skin on my hips so tight… it’s almost like he’s afraid I’m going to disappear into thin air if he doesn’t hold on. I’m going to have bruises from his fingertips after this.
Those marks, I will wear gladly. Neither of us are quiet as pleasure overtakes us. I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole farm could hear me screaming right now. I can’t seem to care though; all I care about right now is how Josh is making me feel. How close I am to tipping over the edge again.
“I need… Oh God, that, yes, keep doing that!” I cry out as Josh somehow manages to angle my hips, his pelvis grinding against my clit.
Within seconds of this new position, I’m coming undone. My pussy clenches his cock, not letting him pull back out. My whole body quakes. Josh grunts as he comes, the warm liquid coating my walls.
We stand there, our chests heaving. After a moment, reality comes crashing into me. I just gave myself to the devil, the same one I swore I’d never play with again. The same one I dreamt about playing with, over and over again for the past seven years.
Fuck! I wiggle around as Josh’s hold tightens under my ass. I need to get out of here, before I get myself in any more trouble than I’m already in. Getting caught in Josh’s world is most certainly a recipe for disaster for me.
Josh finally slips his cock out of me and lets me stand. I don’t know how I thought I was going to get away, considering my hands are still bound by rope above my head.
“Josh, you need to untie me now!” My panicked voice raises.
“No,” he says as he takes a step back.
“What? What do you mean no? Untie me the fuck now, Joshua. This isn’t funny!” I scream at him. Internally, I’m chastising myself. I know better than to scream and make demands—that only ends up with me covered in cuts and bruises.
“No, it’s not funny. But do you know what is fucking funny, Emmy?”
“What?” I’m so angry right now. I’m literally tied up to a wall, with nothing but tattered material that used to be a shirt.
“It’s fucking funny that you think you can’t yell at me. Yell at me all you want, sweetheart. I can take your anger. In fact, your fire only turns me on. I don’t remember you having that at school. You were always the people pleaser, always had a smile plastered on your face no matter what anyone said.” He steps forward again, bending so his face is level with mine.
“But it’s fucking hilarious that you think you’re going to run out of here. It’s fucking funny that you think there is a single fibre of my being that will ever let you leave. You’re not leaving, Emmy. I don’t care if I have to keep you tied to my bed for the rest of our lives. You are not leaving!” By the end of his tirade, he’s pacing up and down the small space of the stable, pulling at his hair.
I’ve seen this Josh many times. He doesn’t know that I’ve seen him. I always stayed out of sight when he would lose his shit at school. I know all the other kids were afraid of him. Not me though. I was drawn to him. I wanted to help him, just like now.
Everything in me wants to reassure him that I’m not going anywhere. That I’ll stay here. However, if I say any of that, I’m more afraid I’ll start to believe it myself. Because more than anything, I want the future he thinks we’re going to have.
He stops pacing and stares at me, a lost look in his eyes. “Josh, you can’t keep me locked away. This should never have happened. I should never have come here.” I turn my head, not able to maintain eye contact with him. That expression on his face breaks my damn heart.
“But you did. You did come here. Why? Why’d you come back, Emmy?” His voice sounds pained. This is my fault. It’s always my fault.
“I-I didn’t know where else to go,” I admit. When I left that apartment, the first place I thought of going was the cabin. It’s all I thought about while hitchhiking with truckers across the country to get here.
“Why? What are you running from? What are you afraid of?” He’s never going to stop asking, and I’m never going to be able to tell him.
I shake my head no. “I can’t tell you. I can’t. It’s better for everyone if you don’t know. It’s better for everyone if you just let me go, Josh.”
“You can tell me—all you have to do is open that damn pretty mouth of yours and talk. You won’t tell me. There’s a difference between can’t and won’t. But don’t worry, I’ll uncover all of your secrets, Emmy. And when I do, I have a feeling that hell is going to rain down on this town.” He pivots on his heel and goes to walk out.
“Josh, wait!” I yell out. He turns his head and looks back at me, raising one eyebrow.
“You can’t leave me here tied up like this, Joshua. Anyone could walk in and see me.”
