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Before I could do anything, the needle was pushed through the barrier of my skin. The relief was so sudden, I felt the tension in my body leaving me, the pain being replaced by the sweet numbness.
The pain numbed. Everything became clearer, more vivid.
The man above me let go of my hands and kissed me.
He tasted good and kissed like a pro.
I gasped as the pleasure instantly built inside me. My hands found their way under his shirt, trying to rip it off his body.
I wanted more… more of that kiss, more of his body, more of the taste… more of everything.
I arched my back, meeting his hardness when he bit my bottom lip. Rubbing myself on his cock, I sighed as he stopped to take off his shirt.
A smile formed on my face as I watched him.
He was beautiful… like an Adonis.
I had no idea who he was. Hell, I didn’t even know who I was, but nothing mattered except the pleasure and the lust that was burning me.
His sand-blonde hair was shining bright like the sun, his green eyes reminded me virgin forests. Every muscle of his body was calling for my attention. He brightened the room; the light turned into different colors like he was a prism and this room was witnessing the magical refraction of the light.
I closed my eyes, let the sensation take over my body as his lips, tongue, and finally his cock gave me incredible pleasure. I was soaring over the sky and the soft blanket of clouds covered me when sleep finally took over me.
The last thing I heard was an angel’s whisper to my ear, “I want your everything. I want you to be mine completely… with your mind, heart, body, and soul. I want your existence.”
And I didn’t know the devil was an angel once.
I didn’t know it, then; all I felt was the fake numbness of the drug.
January 18, 2014–Day 2
I was on the floor when I woke up. I was in pain, every muscle in my body was taut, but my head was the worst. A suffocating silence filled my mind. Like, when you’re trying to think of something, anything, but can’t focus. Like when there are too many voices in your head but they don’t mean anything to you.
I turned to my back, focusing on nothing but the small window, trying to figure out if it was day or night… like it mattered.
It took me quite some time to remember where I was and what happened to me. I forced myself to my feet, looking around, trying to find anything I could use as a weapon or anything that would help me out of this room. I tried my chance on the dresser, checked the drawers but I only found two t-shirts. All the furniture was nailed to the ground, making it impossible to move them even an inch.
Panting, I supported my weight against the wall, slowly sliding down I sat on the floor, bent my knees in front of me.
Questions were running through my mind… would he ever let me out of this room? What would he do to me? Why was he doing this? Did I invite this into my life? Did I step into his game by letting my attraction for him control me?
I was getting hungry and thirsty, I wondered if he’d starve me to death. The thought made me snort –what a silly concern this was.
I immediately stood up when I heard voices outside the door. A cl
icking sound followed and he opened the door. The moment I saw the chance to escape, my instincts kicked in and I ran with everything I had. I was hardly aware of the animalistic growl that came out of my throat as I tried to pass by him. The animalistic growl that came out of my throat barely registered as I tried to pass him. But he was big and ten times stronger than me given I wasn't fully recovered from the drug he forced in me yesterday - or was it this morning?
He easily lifted me up by my waist and tossed me onto the bed.
“You stupid bitch! Do you think you can escape from me, hmm?” he came onto me, blazing rage was radiating from him, already making me regret on my sudden outburst.
I tried to cover my face, but he was faster than me. His hand contacted my cheek with a hard slap, he must have broke the skin of my lip, I tasted blood.
“Do you think I would let you go, hmm?” he stroked once more.
“Please,” I choked both in pain and fear. I was afraid he’d kill me before I could find a chance to way out… if I ever had one.
He slapped me once more, my face already on fire, I cried out from the ache. He gripped my chin in a tight hold of his fingers, “You’re mine! My captive, my toy, my whore, whatever I want you to be. Mine, got it? You’ll do as I say and you’ll get out when I let you, you’ll suck my cock when I tell you to. Is it clear?!” he barked to my face.
