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When he had seen her, suddenly it was as if everything else didn't matter anymore. He would never remember her face, or those long red locks flowing behind her.. and yet she had passed him by in the hall without even saying hello. But what did that matter? Of course she wouldn't remember him, nobody would remember him. And that was why he was confident as he stepped into the Student Services office and cancelled all of his classes. He didn't need them, he had money, and nobody would notice if there was an extra student in the large classes.

He dropped out of classes, but didn't stop going to school, it started off one morning when he saw which class she went to. His 6' 2", broad shouldered and toned form followed her every day, but nobody noticed. He blended in, wearing the most generic clothes he could find, his black short hair worn with spiked bangs, he looked like a typical student. He followed her in, and sat as far in the back as possible. For the longest time, he just watched, but his plan was already starting to form. She would be his, as he always knew, she had lived right next door from him when they were young. Every day, laughing and playing in their shared yard, after school, before school, on the weekends... it never seemed to end. Their experience together had only been for half a year or so, but... one day when he came home from school she had gone. She had left him, she had left him to be all alone. But she had never left his mind, and now, as his eyes burned into the back of her head from the back of the room.. he knew he was right. She would be his.

Years passed, but the alone feeling never left him, his parents, who never spent time with him died when he was 15 in a car accident. He kind of shrugged it off, he'd been by himself for long enough to know how to survive anyways. But now he wouldn't be alone anymore, now he would take her back... he would make her feel awful for leaving him, he would show her how it felt when she abandoned him, but... then, he would show her just how good he'd make her feel. He knew where she was going after this class by now, over to Anthropology, then back to one of her sciences, and then... home. Tomorrow she had an evening class though, a lab was being done late, meaning she'd be coming home at midnight... and that was when he would do more than watch. As soon as the professor had announced it, he had determined the night.

Once he had determined the night, he never stopped working. He followed her every day at school, watched for any friends that may notice her disappearance, but she seemed as focused on her studies as he was on her. That was good, very good for him. He had drove to the location of the lab, and plotted her route home... she'd have to cut through the park to the bus stop, and he picked the parking lot where he'd park his car, the spot where he'd wait, and how he would get her there quick enough. It was all coming together in his mind, as soon as he'd seen her he'd begun work on his home. It was all starting to make sense, and just this very morning he'd finished putting the final touches on her bedroom. Everything was ready for her, and today as he watched her... he smiled, knowing that as of tomorrow, the only thing left he'd have to prepare would be her.
 
      • Collage so far had been stressful for Katie to say the least, she never clicked with any of her class mates making her feel isolated and alone most of the time. Everyone around her seemed more interested in hooking up and getting drunk then what they were there for, to learn and get a degree. Though her parents would be devastated if she left, they had sunk nearly all of there retirement money into collage for her. They wanted nothing but the best for there little princess. They had done this her entire life starting when she was little. They moved halfway across the state to a better school district. Forcing her to leave the friends she had started to make in school. Being an only child it was hard to move at first, though soon she forgot all about her old school and the kids there.

        They wanted the best for her and that one had swimming pools and everything that she needed to grow up to be a smart talented woman like they wanted. Though they didn’t enjoy her choice of studies. They had hoped for a doctor or a lawyer so when she said that she was going to be a teacher they gave her hell for weeks. Though for the first time in her life she stood up to them showing how her being a teacher would be the most rewarding thing. How she would make the world a better place by shaping the next generation. Also the summers off and the fact that she could be there for the holidays was a nice perk. After all her arguing to do this the back lash on her realizing it was too much would be devastating. So leaving was just out of the question for her.

        Though the lack of friends did make for more time to study and led to better grades. Which was a silver lining for her when she visited her parents were proud of her. They showed her off to all there friends like some kind of show dog, Katie the brain. After a while she stopped visiting them, it was rather hard to come home to everyone expecting you to be the person you were when you left, when you are not that person anymore. They wanted her to be the kid she was instead of the adult she was becoming. The fact they showed her off like a prize dog as also one thing she just couldn’t handle. What if she failed, how would they react? It was just for the better if she focused on school.

        She was so focused on her work and school that she never noticed him, that constant set of eyes on her as she went about her life. Always there always watching her. It wasn’t like he was the only guy looking, quite a few had there eyes on her. She was rather attractive. Katie was tall though slim with long red hair and deep brown eyes that were almost black. Her hair was normally tied back in a loose ponytail, with long bangs. Her wardrobe was rather dull compared to most she wore a lot of jeans and sneakers with simple button downs, her glasses were the only thing that was out of the ordinary. She had a few frames though she preferred the deep purple ones with the flowers on the side.
 
He had always kept himself in good shape, a healthy body, a healthy mind (yeah right), and he wanted to make sure that he would be prepared for a moment when it came. He watched her as she left the class, and went to follow her out to the next one.. but hesitated and instead decided it was time to go out the back. His tall, well-postured frame stepped quickly and quietly out the back door of the class and towards the common area. He had followed her enough, he knew he was ready... now it was time to put the final finishing touches on the house.

He walked to his car, and left the campus early. He left to buy the rest of his supplies, stopping by a few different stores, as some of the items he wanted were hard to find. He would need to bind her, need to restrain her, need to hurt her, need to pleasure her, and for all of this he wanted to be prepared. He returned home as the sun set, pulling into the driveway of the very secluded house. It was an hour drive out of the city, off a dirt road and into a forest. He lived in a personally induced solitary confinement, and as he stepped into the house with his paper bag full of goodies he smiled, flicking the lights on.

It revealed a normal bedroom, with girly sheets, fluffy pillows, an ordinary dresser filled with clothes, as well as various outfits he would dress her in. She had no idea what she was in for, and as he tore off his jacket and tossed it to the side he turned around to inspect the front lock on his door. He pulled out his toolkit, and quickly he had the lock replaced with one that locked from the outside... designed to keep her in. He whistled as he worked, going to the back door and doing the same. There was another doorway in the room, but no door in it. It led into a pitch black room, and as he flicked on the light his smile couldn't have gone any wider.

He'd been building contraptions, devices, bindings, running leather cuffs up through hoops on the ceiling to keep her suspended if he wanted, hoops on the ground to keep her bent over... he would have her in every which way he wanted. And if she was bad, well... he stepped by a triangular wooden saw horse, knowing he would know exactly which way he would punish her. She would suffer by him, she would beg for mercy, then she would beg for pleasure. He flicked off the light and walked through the back doorway into the other section of the house, where his bed was waiting, though he knew he would not sleep tonight. He was too excited, his nerves were on fire, he had never felt more alive.
 
      • She didn’t know that she was living her last day of her normal life. A life free and full of the boring chore of going about what she had to do to get her dream job. A life full of people never really noticing her, a life surrounded by people yet feeling more alone then anyone would ever realize. Most of her class mates thought she was just odd. She was never one to drink excessively or want to party until all hours of the night. So she never really wanted to go hang out with the other students. To her they were wasting there time. Her parents weren’t paying for her to party and get bad grades. She was here to learn, and if that meant that she was going to have no friends then she was just going to have to deal with that. Though truthfully she envied them. They could be free while she was still under the thumb of her parents.

        Katie ran from class to class that day, it was her busy day. She manage to get five classes into one day letting her have two days of solid homework time which was perfect, since it let her get everything perfect. All the classes weren’t hard they were just demanding, each teacher thinking he or she was the only class that student had for the day and loaded them up with homework. Read this, write an essay on that, do this, get this done and on and on it went. She had hours of work to do for each class which left her little time to sleep or even eat. Luckily she had gotten a single and could spread her work around her table and ate while working. If she had to share her room she would have never gotten work done as fast or as well done.

        Her feet slapped across the parking lot. The last class for her had let out for the day, a math class that she could have passed back in high school. It was rather easy though half her class was failing it and she really didn’t want someone to ask her to tutor again. For them it was a code word for “you give me the answers” and she really didn’t think that would help her class mates at all. If they wanted to teach this some day how would they be able if they themselves didn’t know it. She sighed not really paying attention to her surroundings. The campus police kept the place safe and she really didn’t think anyone would want to hurt some teaching student. There were richer prettier and more desirable targets then Katie. So she never suspected the car as she passed it. She never thought the man inside would want to hurt her.
 
He exited the car as she went to walk by, every move of his casual, as if he was just a late night custodian arriving or another student who'd forgotten something. He made sure not to look her way as he took the bottle of chloroform in his hand, and doused the rag he was carrying in his other with it. He soaked it like he had practised many times before, as he turned and followed the path she was walking upon. He stalked her carefully, plotting his every move... he had to be quick, the longer the confrontation the higher chance of somebody noticing them. He was quick, walking normally, but keeping his footsteps quiet. He was just another student in his mind, as he stepped closer and closer to the young woman with the long flowing locks behind her. He closed in, step by step by step, getting ever closer to the woman as he was finally within reach.

His left hand reached forward and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking it back as he wrapped his other hand quickly around her face and covered her mouth and nose with it. He pulled her to him with her hair, before letting go of her red locks and grabbing her around the chest instead with a strong arm. He clenched her close as he grunted out, "Tell me... does this smell like chloroform to you?" He was persistent in his hold, ready for anything she'd throw. He had her back pulled tight to his chest, as his forearm was wrapped around her waist and pulling her sealed tight to his body. He knew it wouldn't be long, just a few more breaths and she'd be out, as his voice began to soothe her, "Let it go Katie, stop struggling, I'd hate to see you break those cute glasses... they look so good on you. It's OK... it's ok... just like the darkness come... it's okay..." he continued to talk her down, feeling her get more and more limp in his hold until finally... he caught her and picked up her sedated form.

Unlike in movies, chloroform only works for so long. It's actually extremely difficult to knock somebody out for a certain extent of time, a tricky balance that needed to be played. Make them inhale sedatives for too long, and they could overdose and die, not enough, and he'd have a flailing screaming woman in his arms. In the papers there had been reports of women getting chloroformed and then waking up later in parks, to find nothing had happened. Three different women, the first one had gotten a look at her attacker but not a very good one, the second one had needed to be hospitalized... but on the third, he had gotten it right. It was a bizarre story in the paper to many, to him.. it was practice. And the body he kept in shape had no difficulty lifting her bridal style, one arm around her back, the other underneath her knees as he quickly carried her to his car. He took her to his trunk, lifting it open and plopping her in, slamming it down and smiling as he walked to the driver's seat, looked around... and started the car on his drive home.
 
      • Katie kept walking, she was going over what she had to do for the night. The first thing was to put everything out and see what class had the most work and which one she could do quickly before a meal. She already had some of the easiest work done, she had some time between two of the classes and it was best just to keep busy or she would fall into boredom. Which was the worse thing between two long lectures, thank goodness she had her game boy with her or else the breaks would be endless. Her mind wandered to what she would have for dinner, there was the fried chicken from a few nights ago that was still good though it wasn’t the best thing. She did go past a great little Chinese place on her way home. Renewed with a sense of something may go right in her life Katie smiled, and slowly picked up her pace. She didn’t know how wrong she was.

        Her body was launched backwards when he grabbed her pony tail. The girl had no idea what was going on at all, she never even thought that someone was attacking her. Why would they she was broke and her parents weren’t rich at all.. So there was no reason to grab her, unlike most of her school mates who had rich mommies and daddies a would be attacker could milk. Then it crossed her mind that he wanted to rape her or worse kill her. This is when her fight reaction kicked in. Katie would not die in some dark parking lot. She was going to make it though this and make him regret ever even thinking of touching her. “HELP” Her voice rand out thought he empty parking lot, though no one ran to help her. No one was around to even hear her. When he spoke to her she screamed at him, “Let me go! Just let me go. I wont tell!” she struggled kicking and screaming as he pushed the cloth over her mouth.

        Though she couldn’t fight the drugs and soon went limp. Her final thought before the blackness took her over was “Fuck, hes going to take me somewhere to kill me.” Then it was nothing but darkness for her as he picked up her small body and carried her much like one would carry there bride. Katie had heard about those girls. The three who had blacked out and ended up other places. The first she thought was telling the truth. That one had seen her attacker. Thought the fact that she had nothing stolen or done to her was odd. The second and third Katie thought were just covering up the fact they were drunk. To drink enough to make yourself sick was sad. They needed to straighten out there life’s. Not in her wildest thoughts did she think that they were all tests before her attacker came for her.
 
He couldn't wipe the grin off of his face, he was physically unable to. He had a childlike glee after getting a new, very shiny, and fancy toy. She was his now, at least her body was... it would take a while, but she'd make her mind his as well. He was an excessive planner, and an insomniac. When he didn't sleep, he would stare at the ceiling and go through all of the different ways he would poke and prod at her mind. He'd put her into a personal hell, then he'd offer her a hand out, break her body and spirit and make her mind and soul his as well. They were always meant to be, she would learn to see that with time, not at first of course... she would hate him for a while. But he could provide for her from now on out, for now and forever. She'd have years of planning her own life to break through, but he would do it for her. He would break through for her, because she would love being his.

He'd never wasted his mind or body on another woman, she was the only person who had connected to him, the only one who had ever bothered to make a connection with him. She was the only thing that was important to him, and as he drove home he smiled because it was all beginning to fall into place. He knew she'd wake up sooner than later, in the trunk, begin to panic.. but she wouldn't be able to break out. And besides, he wasn't far from home, it was within a half hour he was pulling up the driveway of the secluded house he owned, far off a gravel path and in the forest. He loved living near the mountains of the west coast, they offered him one thing he truly loved, privacy. And as the automatic garage door closed behind him he was out of the car in seconds to get to the trunk.

He took his fingers and pulled open the latch, smiling as he looked down and quickly went to grab the frightened girl by the shoulders to drag her out. He knew her strength would still be somewhat sapped by the sedative, but he would still take no risks in letting her get the upper hand. Conscious of his throat, groin, and eyes as to where she was kicking, he stayed defensive in tugging her out of the trunk. He began to call out loudly, so she would hear over her own noises of terror and fight, "WELCOME HOME KATIE, don't remember me, do you? That's OK... that's fine by me, you're going to get to know me very well. How's things been, been a loooong time since we've talked, and I've got a few things to say, so you need to SHUT UP!" He was vicious in his actions, timing his last two words with the final devastating move in a flash of instant actions. He grabbed her shoulders and dragged her to the side of the car. He shoved her against it, and as she leaned back he wound up his hand and began his shout, while sending a clenched fist hard straight into her crotch.
 
      • It had never been a couscous decision on Katie’s part, never falling in love. It just sort of happened. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to fall for a guy, she had several crushes in school. There was something missing in all of them. It was like they were more into the idea of dating her then actually dating her. Most of her high school crushes ended in heart break on her part and him just moving on to another person to call his girl friend. After a while she became more like the guys she dated distant, dating just to show they were normal. She ended up feeling empty and more alone then if she was actually single. Though now She regretted never experiencing true love. Now some man had taken her away to kill her.

        Katie woke in his trunk shortly before he turned it off. She was shocked to find herself there of all places, the red head had hoped it was a bad dream and was in her nice soft bed. Though she was brought back to the cold reality of the car trunk that she was no captured in. It was an older model so there was no pull string to leg the trunk out. She sighed and just laid there, no point in kicking and screaming. No one would be out to hear her at this time of night and she would rather not anger the man who knocked her out stuffed her in a trunk and abducted her. It seemed like the smartest idea to just wait till he let her go and try to run then.

        “Ho home? You brought me to my apartment? Your going to let me go?” She almost sounded hopeful, though that thought was quickly dashed when he kept speaking. When he pulled her out of the car Katie attempted to struggle though she was still hazy from the chloroform he used on her. “Please just let me go, I wont tell anyone. Not like I have anyone to support what I am saying.” She didn’t expect what he was going to do to her.

        When his fist connected with her crotch it was a shock to her system better then any smelling salt or splash of water on the face. She let out a howl that could be heard blocks over. In all of her life no man had ever hit her. So having one hit her there was the worst thing she had ever felt. Her body crumpled quickly, as if trying to protect herself “W..what was that for?” She stammered looking up at him. Tears were forming at the edges of her eyes, she realized she had been taken by some sick fuck if he was okay with hitting a girl like that.
 
He smiled as he watched her body crumple to the floor in agony. Reality for Katie was only just beginning to sink in, this punch would only be the first of the many things he would do to hurt her. She was his now and he would waste no time building trust to control her, he would use something else that was very effective. Terror. She would need to learn to respect him instantly, respect what he was capable of doing to her. He leaned down over her, taking a fistful of her hair and yanking her head up so his bright blue eyes could stare deep into hers. "Hi Katie.. it's me, Liam, don't you remember me? Playing in the yard, all of our fun times together.. I certainly never forgot you. You sure as hell grew up while we were separated. I suppose I did too. I always knew you were gonna get hot when you grew up." His voice was nostalgic, deceptively inviting to her as he casually kept the hold on her hair. He took his other hand and brought it to her breast, smiling and licking his lips as he took it in his hand and gave it a squeeze.

He invaded her personal space by kneeling down so his face would be close to hers and he could cop a more generous feel of her breast. He brought his lips to her ear as he spoke, "But I didn't think you'd get this sexy. And now you are mine, and although only time will truly teach you the full comprehension of everything that means I suggest you accept this as your reality sooner than later. I control your reality and as you have already learned, I am capable of inflicting you great pain. I am also capable of giving you great pleasure but you must earn that right through my forgiveness. You hurt me when you left Katie, but then you pass Liam in the halls and don't even look at me.. it's time for you to understand what pain I went through." As quickly as he had taken away her personal space he gave it back by standing up and stepping back. He ordered in a calm but firm voice, "I want you to stand up and take all of the clothes off of your lower body, once you do you will stand with your legs spread for me to kick you once again. If you do not obey I will take you to the other room and tie your legs spread where a kick will only be the first of MANY different things I use to cause you pain. You do not want to test how far my cruelty goes." It was obvious from the way he stood with his arms crossed he expected her instant obedience.
 

      • Katie held her self for what seemed like forever be fore she slid to the ground. This man he was crazy, what kind of a man hit a woman? Even more so what kind of man hit a woman there of all places. All her life she had been told that it hurt men there more then woman. She really thought that this was a huge lie now, her groin felt like it broke if that was even possible. She shuddered bringing her legs up to her chest. She had no idea where she was or how far from the college this was. She sighed and looked up at her attacker. He looked like someone that she thought she knew. Though Katie had no idea where she knew this crazed man from. She never lived in this area before, though he could have moved too.

        Her thoughts were cut short when he grabbed her hair, she whimpered at him trying to move away though her hair keeping him right there. “Liam?” The name was familiar though the couldn’t place where she knew him from. She shyed away when he grabbed her breast. The act itself wasn’t rough just surprising, a man doesn’t treat a lady like this. She pulled away from him. It slowly dawned on her who he was, he looked like that kid she went to school with forever ago. “Wait, we went to kindergarten together for like a year right?” She looked confused for a moment, “ you were so sweet what happened to you? You could have just said hello!” Katie sniffled, “We could have talked hung out like normal people. I needed a friend in that hell hole of a school!”

        Her body pressed against the car, when he came closer to her. There was nothing more that she wanted then to be back at school. The others didn’t matter, hell she would go to the stupid parties and make fake friends. Anything to prevent something like this from happing to her. Why was he doing this? Why couldn’t he have just talked to her like a normal person. His hand on her breast had become an accepted annoyance, his words they were the true thread in all of this. They were like something out of a bad cop tv show where they showed how things were going for the victim as the cops tried to find her.

        What he asked her bordered on insane, get nude so I can hurt you or I will hurt you? She shuddered and stood slowly after he had moved away. For a brief moment she looked around, nothing but trees. Running was an option though it was a bad one any way she thought about it. He was much bigger then her and from what she could remember he could just pick her up and walk back into the house with her. The are around her was a complete mystery. Even if she got away he had a car and he knew the area much better then she would ever.

        She trembled there for a moment, before she slowly unbuttoned her jeans. Slowly she bent over to take her shoes and socks off. Katie shivered in front of him standing in nothing but her shirt, she had worn her light blue bra and matching panties with little white flowers on them. She pulled her panties off, she always thought that body hair smelled horrible when it was sweaty so she opted to shave herself there. Now was the hard part, he wanted her to spread her legs. Which she did slowly, her eyes closed tight what was about to happen was no mystery to her now.
 
"How was I supposed to just say hello after what you did to me!" he shouted in an accusing tone, as he leaned his head down and glared at her, breathing heavily as he stepped left and right impatiently watching her undress. However, she listened, and she listened well... good, though he knew that obedience probably wouldn't last forever. Eventually she'd beg for mercy, eventually she might fight, eventually she'd do something, anything that would displease him and he would love punishing her for it. He stepped closer to her, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her so her eyes would pop open, "Look at me Katie, look at me!"

"It was grade one, not kindergarten, though we were together for some of that too. It was half way through the year, we played together, every single lunch, every one, didn't miss one, and then... you didn't show. I tried to talk to other kids but none of them were interested in me, damnit Katie, there was only and always only you. How was I supposed to just talk to you? I didn't want to just be your friend, and yet you didn't even recognize me, every day, in the back of your class! EVERY DAY KATIE!" he shouted close to her ear as he finished his tirade. He was close to her, his chest close to hers, his damaged blue eyes looking into hers.

His hands remained on her shoulders, and as he continued to stare into her eyes in silence, he knew silently, with every second her guard was being let down. Maybe she was thinking he would show her mercy now that he had his outburst of emotion, of anger, but no.. he was still hurt too much. The pain was too deep, and he loved pain too much to not give it to her now. With both of his hands on her shoulders, he jerked her body toward him as he drove his right knee forward and up between her legs, feeling the cap of his knee raise up hard and make a loud sound on impact with her defenseless pussy, stepping back quickly to watch her react, feeling his cock beginning to grow hard with arousal from seeing her in such distress.
 

      • She shook as he spoke, “What I did? My parents made me move! I didn’t want to leave.” At that age she had no say in what her parents did, if they wanted to move she had to with them. “I didn’t even know about the move until the day we left. I would have tried to stay in touch if I could!” She kept her voice calm, the last thing she needed was to anger the man who abducted her. If this was the good option she did not want to see what worse was in comparison. She could tell something was deeply wrong with him though she had no idea how bad he was. When he shook her she just went limp, it was easier then fighting him. When he ordered her to look up at him she did, no hesitation at all.

        His words, the were laced with this sadness that she couldn’t shake it was like he loved her or something like love. “I am sorry. It was so long ago, so much has happened since then. I had no control over the move, If it was up to me I would have stayed where we were. I had a friend and the school was great. The teachers were nice, and I just felt comfortable there. I have never felt as comfortable anywhere else. I wish I saw you. I really do, If I had found you I wouldn’t have been alone in that school. We could have been best friends again.” She shook like a leaf, she had never been so scared of someone and so interested in them in her entire life.

        Slowly she moved to hug him, wrapping her thin arms around him. Hoping this would calm him down a little. Though she knew it wouldn’t happen, he seemed to carry this rage that couldn’t be stopped. It was like this white hot need to show her something. He could feel her hear beat rapidly against her chest, it was like a little humming bird trapped in there. It was easy to tell how scared she was of him. This man, that she once knew had abducted her and punched her once with a kick on the way. She just wanted this to be over.

        She stared back at him, her eyes locked on his. Slowly she relaxed smiling up at him. It felt like he had calmed down a little, though she didn’t know for sure and she meant to keep the hug as long as it took. His knee to her exposed pussy was a shock worse then the first punch. Before she had a layer of lace and jean to protect her now she had nothing as the bone rammed its way into her most sensitive part of her body. Katie broke the hug as she crumpled to the ground, her face twisted in pain. Tears ran freely down her face as she clutched her poor abused area. She looked up at him, the terror returning to her eyes.
 
He looked down at her terror laced eyes, coldly staring right into them as he watched her suffer through pain and confusion and confusion as to why he wanted her in pain. He took his time looking at her there suffering, holding herself, she'd been apologetic... he hadn't expected that. But that easily could've come out of the terror, she could have just been trying to appease him for fear of him hurting her again. And yet... he loved to see her hurt, he'd dreamt of this moment for song, dreamt of having her exposed and defenseless to him. Vulernable, lost within her own pain he could do anything to her in this moment and she would have no say in the matter.

He stepped forward and leaned over her body, his hands crawling underneath the back of her shirt as he grabbed tight and lifted it up over her body. He whipped it off and tossed it to the side of the room, letting it hit the wall and fall carelessly. She was left in only her bra now, and he turned around to the door of the garage, swinging it open and looking inside. He looked back to her and said, "You can come inside now, but your pain hasn't ended yet. It will be a part of your reality for a next while. You will learn to love it, and you will learn to love me. Now, I want your bra off before you're allowed inside and actually.." he trailed off, looking inside at the wonderfully comfortable room he had made for her. He wasn't quite ready yet, and his demeamor changed as he turned around and closed the door behind him, "You know what, stand up once more. Spread those legs one more time, you've got to experience just a biiit more pain before I set you free entirely."

He closed the door and stood in front of her again, he was suspicious... she had listened so obediently, so willingly... as if she had nothing to lose with her previous life. Maybe she just feared he would kill her, and therefore she was listening because she wanted to stay alive. But.. maybe she listened to him because she wanted to listen to him, because she saw reason to... of course, he gave her very good reason with his threats. However, there was something in her eyes, something... sad, sad for him, sad for leaving him. He hadn't expected this, and it made his cruelty more difficult to administer. But this did not mean he would stop, because perhaps she was just trying to play him, and the path to finding out honesty lay through more cruelty. He wasn't going to let her play him, gain his trust, so she could escape... and leave all over again.

He'd at one point came to the conclusion during his maturity to adulthood that her parents could have taken her away and moved... but they would've told her beforehand. She could've at least told him, maybe at least that way he could've waited for her. But instead she'd disappeared and left him all alone. For years he'd felt this pain, and he wanted to move to a place where he could experience happiness with her again. But he knew he'd never get that, not until she suffered... he was effecient in his pain and his cruelty. He only attacked the most sensitive of her regions, making sure she truly felt a sickening in-her-gut pain. Something that he felt within his mind for years, and he didn't want to have to wait years for her to experience that same pain so he could forgive her. He wanted her back, but his forgiveness came through pain for her, and he was going to be brutally effecient in delivering it to her, "Spread your legs once more, I want you to be standing with your legs spread wide with absolutely no clothes on... then you get to come inside."
 

      • Why would he want to hurt her like this? Did he enjoy seeing her like this? Katie looked up at him, sobbing uncontrollably at this point she didn’t care how she looked. He was the one that had done this to her and he had to see the results of his actions. Her words were nothing but truth, why lie when it would only bring her more pain. Why even think of one when the truth was far better then any lie that she could come up with. She shook like a leaf her body still doubled over on itself, all she wanted was for this to end though in her heart she knew that this was just a taste of the horrors he was going to put her though.

        She didn’t even notice when he came back to her and ripped her shirt off, the buttons popped off ruing what was one of her favorite tops. It was the light one with a little ruffles down the front. It was one of her nicer tops, and now it was on the floor in a ripped heap. The fact that she could come inside was a small victory, she thought he was just going to keep her in this cold room. So she stood, though not as straight as she had in the parking lot earlier. She had a small stoop to her as she still held her sore crotch. His words were like a dagger to her heart. He wanted to do that to her again?

        She had hoped he was done with this that he wasn’t going to hurt her anymore for today at least. Fresh sobs broke out from her as she slowly took her bra off. If he was doing this when she co-operated she didn’t want to see him when she didn’t. Self perseverance won out over pride. Living in pain was better then dieing in more. So for now he had a semi controllable victim. Running was out of the question until she got her clothing back and knew where she was.

        She moved her legs apart, closing her eyes. Katie didn’t want to see the sick pleasure that he took from hurting her most intimate parts. Knowing that he wouldn’t just stop at hurting her he would want something more from those parts. The pain would fade though if he did hurt her like that that pain would never fade. Slowly she put her hands behind her, unsure of what to do with them she felt it was the best idea.
 
He stepped forward to her, taking his time as he quickly barked at her, "Open your eyes Katie! You can't reject reality, no matter how hard you try." He looked for her eyes with his jaded green ones, his iris a mostly dark green with some crooked lighter green almost crystal formations surrounding them. It was as if they were shattered, and representing what he was inside... broken. He stared at her and pointed at her, "When I get back, I want to see your eyes open and your legs a bit further apart." He stepped through the door he had almost gone through earlier, quickly stomping down the halls and returning a few seconds later.

When he returned though, he had an object in hand, a small greyish item, the size of an electric razor but from the tips at the end of the thing it was obvious this thing was no shaver. It was a tazer, one he had bought in a different state where it was legal to own one for personal protection. It would do no lasting damage, at least, physically. He smiled as he walked into the room and up to her, taking one of her hands and placing it within it. He quickly stepped back from her, creating distance so he would be able to carefully inspect her movements. "This is what I want you to do Katie, you're going to get a chance to prove yourself to me... you're going to get an opportunity at forgiveness."

He smiled as he stepped back, a good ten feet back from Katie. He began pacing left and right as he explained, the ideas coming to him as he wondered them outloud, "First... I've decided I want you to experience a little pleasure. I want you to stroke yourself with your right hand, I want to see you give your slit a rub. I want to see you take your palm and run it up and down your cunt... getting yourself aroused. Then, I want to see you find your clit, play with it for a good minute or two... all while looking me right in the eyes. And then, while still looking me in the eyes... you're going to take that tazer and turn it on. Then your going to line your little sensitive clit up with the electric current.. and zap yourself into the most painful oblivion you can imagine. Then.. I'm going to take you inside, and fuck your brains out, and you're going to love it."

He stopped his pacing, turning and looking at her, standing about 5 feet away. He quirked an eyebrow as he tempted the other side, wondering if she'd dare try him, knowing he'd be able to handle her, "On the other hand... I don't have a gun and don't have any plans on killing you Katie. And I've just placed a weapon of self defense in your hands. If you want to try and take me, now's your chance... but if I were you, I would remember the consequences. And if you do nothing... well that would only piss me off even more, and trust me, you do not want to see me pissed off. I will destroy any ability you once had in that nice little pussy of yours to feel pleasure. So, you know what I want... the question is, what are you going to do?" He leaned forward, still five feet away, plenty of space to make a defensive move if she came at him. But his eyes were locked onto hers, and he would not dare break that contact.
 

      • His words made her shake even worse, her eyes snapping open. Katie stared back at him, it was like he needed her to keep her eyes on his to keep them together. A quick mental note was made of that, she needed to keep her eyes on his. She quickly spread her legs even further feeling her sore lower lips separate a little. The area still rang out in pain, why did he need to see her in this amount of pain. As he came back she was stretching her arms, she had them over her head as she stretched out her back with them. Her chest pushed out a little and her eyes half closed. Katie hoped she could relax a little. Being trapped in that tiny little trunk had made her body feel all cramped and being forced to stand with her crotch feeling the way it was.

        She straightened up the second she saw him, her arms moving behind her back once more. It was a big surprise what he had in his hand, she had only seen one of them on tv and never in real life. A tazer, it wasn’t like she didn’t know what it was. She just had never seen one. For the most part they were illegal, which means he went though a lot to get one. When he gave it to her she tried not to take it. Fearing the worst from the little squire of plastic. When he said she could forgiven she held onto it tightly. If he forgave her then this whole ordeal would be over with.

        Her hopes here dashed with his words, this was just go get into the door really. What he said next shocked her, he wanted her to masturbate for him and use this thing on herself. She knew that Liam was lying. He would not put this in her hands if he didn’t have away to stop her from using it on him. Though what he asked of her was madness, how could he ask her to just rub herself in front of him and then shock herself into oblivion. To make her rape easier on him? Katie shook hard, if she tried to fight him she knew things would get worse fast. Though if she went though with it then she would be knocked out for him to use as he pleased.

        The idea of charging him and pressing the tazer to his head and just shocking him was there but she knew he would see it coming a mile away and thus he would block her attack and shock her with the tazer. She kept her eyes on his the entire time she plotted thinking of ways to get at him and failing each time. Katie toughly enjoyed thinking up each way that she could hurt this man. Which was unlike the gentle girl. So it came to no leap of imagination when she slowly slid her right hand down to her aching vagina and slowly did as she was told. This was the easiest way to make him think she was broken and his. Though it was far from the truth and she knew it. The second he let his guard down she was going to start working on away to escape,

        She slowly started by rubbing her slit, working her palm into it. Slowly she rubbed herself with her hand, figuring if she was going to have to put on a sick show for this sick man she was going to give him a hell of a show. Her hand fished out her sensitive little nub of a clit. Katie wasn’t the one to masturbate much, finding it a waste of time since she could be doing class work or sleeping instead so she was still rather sensitive in places. One being her clit, the familiar jolts of electricity jumped from her clit as she toyed with it. Her eyes on his, as she counted the seconds. Though unable to not enjoy this at all he could see her grow slightly wet from her own pleasures.


        Now came the hard part, shocking herself, it wasn’t so hard as it was going to hurt her. Katie pulled her hood up, giving a clear shot of her clit as she lowered the tazer onto it. With a deep breath she let it go on her, the pain that she felt was indescribable. It was like he had kicked her over and over again. Though he wanted oblivion from her and she gave it to him holding that tazer until she blacked out. She could feel it coming as the floor seemed to rush up at her, hitting it hard. Though she kept her hand on the tazer and kept it going. Even as she lay there Her body jerking she still stared into his eyes. As if to say is this what you really wanted? As her vision swam with blackness he small contents of her bladder released all over the floor. She didn’t fight the blackness that came she welcomed it. Knowing she was safe in that darkness. He wouldn’t do anything to her passed out, no he needed her to feel the pain he gave her.
 
He licked his lips with anticipation as he saw her rub her slit, he loved how she looked right into her eyes, though he looked down every once in a while to enjoy the show he would instantly look up to find hers. He took in the visual information he needed from quick glances down, his concentration obviously upon her eyes with his own in an unbreaking connection. He stared and stared, nodding as she took the tazer with her hand and began to bring it close to her cunt. She listened very well, even doing a good job to lift her hood and make sure that the bolt of lighting would not miss. When she shocked herself, his bit lip half-grin turned into a full smile as he watched her writhe.

She began to convulse, twitching from the pain and she teld the tazer there for a good long moment before it fell off. The entire time her body clenched, and now it twitched and shook with uncontrollable muscle contractions. Quickly she fell, the entire time she managed somehow to look at him.. she wanted to look at him through it all. And that excited him, the lump behind his pants growing with excitement though he knew he would have to save that excitement for tomorrow. She would be finished for the night, possibly for a long time. Though he knew the soreness would last long, and with soreness, came hypersensitivity... meaning she would really get to feel him tomorrow.

He leaned down after she was done tazing herself, taking the taser and switching the little electric machine off. He watched her writhe and twitch from the electricity shooting through her veins. He watched her suffer and convulse uncontrollably for a few more moments before making sure she was done. Her eyes closed, and she was done... maybe he had already broken her, but oh well, he was sure he could fix her up to break her again. He slowly leaned down and picked her up, carrying her toward the bedroom out through the doorway and laying her down on the bed.

He was careful with her limp form, tucking her in underneath blankets in the small area dedicated to her bed. She had a dresser and vanity for the clothes she would earn with time and any make up she would earn as well. Beside them was a TV with a gaming console, it was a retro one, but it had plenty of games. There was a small collection of movies, it was evident that he prepared for her coming for quite some time due to the commitment of filling the space she'd live in. However, attached to her bedroom, not too far away was the kitchen and the dining room table. He left her to sleep, locking the door from the outside after he exited. There was no exit for her, not unless he opened it to her.

Hours passed and he slept, but when the sun was rising at around 7:00, he was back in her space, smiling as he pulled open the fridge and began to work at cooking up breakfast. He called out as he pulled out the milk and all other necessities, "So, I can't decide. You gotta tell me," he spoke loudly, making sure he would wake her up and that she would hear him. "Do you want blueberry pancakes for breakfast? Or french toast with whipped cream? Or waffles? Come on, tell me quick." He pulled out a few more supplies before clapping his hands and turning around, awaiting her reponse. He quickly re-affirmed his statement with a spoken sentence that bordered upon a threat, "Tell me now."
 

      • When she woke in a nice safe warm bed Katie almost thought the whole thing was a dream. A painful, horrible nightmare where this crazy man abducted her and she tazed herself. The girl laughed to herself softly, she would never do that to herself. No person was that broken that they would ask another to do that. Still though there was this aching pain that radiated from her crotch. It was like that nightmare was more then just a bad dream. She snuggled down into her bed, and sighed. When he spoke in her half sleepy state Katie thought she was at home. “Can I get Blueberry pancakes with whipped cream please?” she cooed out at Liam, stretching out on the bed. “It tastes better like that”

        Though it quickly hit her, she was not at home. This was not her bed, and that was not her father, she shuddered hard, the thought of what happened the night before and what she did. Slowly almost hesitating she touched her sore pussy, just brushing it made her whimper in pain. Why did she do that, why? Katie sighed, and rolled to the edge of the bed he put her in, the blankets falling off her as she sat there.. She was nude and there was a small bruise on her pussy near the clit. Every muscle in her body hurt, she never knew how much being hit with a tazer would hurt. She thought it would be pain and then done.

        Slowly she adjusted her glasses, unsure of what to do. If she just got up he may get angry though he may want that. Katie stood, her legs were like jelly, her hand reached out for the bed. For a moment she just stood there half hunched over the bed waiting for her legs to catch up with what she wanted to do. They responded even slower, she moved to the edge of the bed then to the door, slowly turning the knob. It was locked. Her heart stunk, though it was the easiest way to keep her contained she had hoped she could leave the room for some reason.

        Katie moved around the room looking around, he had stocked the room with a lot of the things she liked strangely. Slowly she sorted thought the games, there were a few she hadn’t played though most she had or at lest had bought to play. Then she looked though the movies, she hadn’t seen most of them. She had always felt like games were like movies you had a hand in making and it was more fun to do something then to just sit there and watch people do things for you. Though the put everything back the way she found it, not wanting to anger him for something silly like this early in the morning.

        This was the most unsure she had ever felt in her life. Did she lay back in bed, or should she sit on the end of bed. It wasn’t a problem with what she wanted to do, it was more like what would keep him from doing what he did last night to her again. Though she knew it was coming again. He seemed to enjoy to her hurt her, he was hard after he kneed her and she was sure he was still when she tazed herself. Katie shuddered and sat on the bed wrapping the blanket around herself. A compromise of sorts.

 
He smiled as she cooed back to him, knowing that she wasn't in a fully aware state of mind yet when she responded with such a sweet voice, but to him it was only a teaser for things to come. One day she'd coo his name sweetly, but... she had taken leaps and bounds in one day towards becoming his; but he'd suffered for day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year without her. There were still years she had to pay him back for, and even if she suffered a year's worth of pain in a day... there was just another day to come after that.

He poured the batter into the pan and began to cook up the pancakes, smiling as he worked and turning over to inspect her. He smiled seeing her nude form cover up underneath the blanket after exploring a little bit of the room. "Maybe you could earn the right to wear clothes around the house in a few days, but for now you stay naked because I say you stay naked, you understand? And I love how you've stayed shaved... keep that up, you'll find you have a fully stocked bathroom over there." He said as he pointed with a spatula towards another door in the corner of the room.

The bathroom within had a fresh toothbrush which was still in the container it came with when you bought it, as well as fresh toothpaste, expensive shampoos and soaps in the tub, as well as the other little things that filled out a bathroom. The door did not have a lock on either side, he had stolen that for the main door, which he had the key for. All in all the room felt your average living room-turned-into-bedroom, except for the dark room which was not spoken of yet this morning. He did not keep a door on it because he wanted it to be ominous for when it was time for her to discover it. She would need to learn to suffer again, he would find reason to punish her.. and that would happen in there. She wouldn't be able to close her eyes to it, nor her mind.

He flipped the pancakes he made quickly, as they grilled quickly in the melted butter. He turned and smiled at her, nodding with his chin, "Take off the blanket, it's plenty warm in here... I like the sight of you nude. Besides, in all of the mess yesterday I never got to tell you what a fine body you have. Now come, come to the table and sit, breakfast will be ready in a few moments. Pour yourself a glass of milk if you like, get me one too while you're at it. There's fresh fruit in the bowl over there as well, I want you to be assured Katie... you'll be comfortable here."
 

      • She pulled the blanket up tighter around her when he appeared, the door hadn’t been locked she had just turned it wrong. She sighed inwardly, for some reason she thought he would leave her be for a while longer. Though she had no such luck, first he abducts her then he abuses her and the next day he is chipper and talking about how she should shave. At first she had thought that was a closet now she knew at least she had a rest room to herself. Though that would probably not stop him from entering it when he wanted. He seemed like the type to just enter someone’s bathroom and watch them bathe or whatever they were doing. The thought of a bathroom, and a nice hot bath. A soft smile formed on her lips. A warm soothing bath, the idea was like a soothing balm on her brain.

        “Thank you for telling me.” She spoke softly, looking up at him with eyes that hinted at the fear that ran though her body. She hated thanking him for it but she was too polite to not to. When he left, Katie thought about just sitting there though her empty stomach said otherwise. She skipped lunch the day before and didn’t eat dinner before he attacked her. So food was high on her needs list. Hesitantly she pulled the blanket off herself and walked out of the room. Her arm covering her chest as she slowly sat down at the table.

        She looked around, trying to find a way out though she really couldn’t figure out what door went where. So she just sat there for now. The chair hurt her bruised crotch. As she struggled to find a way to sit without hurting herself, she ended up sitting with one foot under the other leg. It kept her off the chair, and the pain down. Instead of focusing on her own pain she watched as he cooked what looked like the pancakes she had asked for before.

 
"So, it occured to me.. that to fulfill your request, I needed whipped cream, since I was all out here at home. I had to go at four in the morning to get it, but I'm sure it'll be worth it, won't you? I didn't just get one container no.. I figured we could have a lot of fun with whipped cream, so I made sure to grab three or four of them for us," he turned and smiled at her, the dining room and kitchen were the same room, it was a wide section, where the kitchen was tucked into one corner and on the opposite wall was the table and chairs.

The dining room and kitchen shared tile, but halfway across the room was a carpet line, where her bedroom started. It was actually a very comfortable living space, he had put more time and money on her bed than his own, making sure the sheets and blankets offered a material comfort after some of the long days he'd put her through. As he cooked he continued his casual conversation, "So, Katie.. it's been a long while since we've talked, you've grown up, gotten sexy... gone through high school... I'm assuming had a few boyfriends. I'm not lucky enough to get you before anyone else has, probably, I'm a realist... but I'm fine with that."

He flipped the pancakes as they neared their completion, shooting her a smile over his shoulder quickly. "However, I still haven't felt the deepest connection a man can feel with a woman. I'm tired of not feeling that Katie... I'm getting very tired. And now I've created a very unique opportunity for myself, I've acquired... you. And now that I have you, I'm going to make you mine, that's going to happen at some point today.. I'm not sure when, but you'll definitely know when it's coming."

He flipped the pile of pancakes onto a 2nd plate, turning the element off and quickly whirling around, carrying two plates with pancakes and cutlery on them, setting them down on the table before turning around and grabbing the syrup, whipped cream and butter from the kitchen counter. He stepped back and put all of the items down on the table, before settling into his chair. He smiled as he looked across at her with a hunger (which had nothing to do with food) and questioned with a raised eyebrow, "Are you excited?"
 

      • The smell of pancakes filled the room as she sat there watching him, he would have to be deaf not to hear her stomach growl and gurgle. It had been a long time since she had any food that was not made in the microwave. Her apartment didn’t have a stove, and a hot plate would be dangerous with her. All Katie needed was to fall asleep studying and leave her hot plate on. Her apartment was a bunch of small studios, if hers caught on fire not only would she die several of the people around her would be killed or hurt. She sighed softly, smelling the food. It made her wish she hadn’t denied herself real food all along. Then his wouldn’t smell so great, she not eat and force him to let her go that way. That was never going to happen if he kept cooking real food like this.

        “You didn’t have to do that, I could have done without.” She blushed, though hiding the rage that boiled in her mind. Her first opportunity to leave this man had slipped between her fingers and she didn’t even notice it. He had left her alone in the house, though she was sleeping. She tried to push the idea that she should have known he was gone out of her head, she had no way to know that and to beat herself up over that would be the worst thing she could do. “Fun, with whipped cream? I don’t get how? Art?” She looked genuinely confused. What kind of fun could you have with whipped cream really. It was food nothing more nothing less.

        “Yeah, I had quite a few. None of them really serious. All high school boys want is sex and I didn’t really want to give that to just anyone. You can only have your first time once. Plus, I had to focus on school.” Her lips kept going of there own accord telling her abductor things that one would chat with a good friend. “ I needed the best grades I could get to get into this hell of a college. Plus I need to keep my grades good to keep all my scholar ships..” For the first time in this ordeal she realized she may never go back to collage. Katie in a way was free of one hell and dropped into another.

        “For those pancakes? Very much so, for you taking my virginity? No.” She looked away, knowing this was going to make him mad. Though she figured that if she told him the truth that it would be best. Even if it was not something he wanted to hear, it would make when she was truthfully telling him the things he wanted to hear feel less like she was just trying to please him.

 
"Oh, if I were you I'd be very excited," he responded with that ever-present relentless grin. He was excited to hear that she hadn't given herself up to anyone else, that would mean she deserved a bit less punishment, that would mean that it would be the way it was supposed to be. He ate quickly, the pancakes obviously not his priority this morning, the woman sitting across from him was indeed the main object of his interest.

He was about halfway done his meal when he continued, "We'll find lots of fun things to do with whipped cream, don't you worry about that, yesterday I had to introduce you to the parts of my body that induce pain. My fist... my knee... my brain... today you get to meet their counterparts, the parts that will have you screaming my name. It'll start with my fingers.. then my tongue.. and then, you'll get to meet my cock." Once he finished his sentence he again smiled at her, so as soon as she looked up to him it would be what she saw.

He was nearly done his pancakes, and the poor girl had no idea what was in store for her after he was finished eating. He enjoyed seeing her nude, it got him excited, and he had plenty of excitement from the previous day he still had yet to enjoy. He knew she had not given into her fear of him entirely yet, because then she would've lied to him, told him she was excited for sex. But it wasn't supposed to be that way, it was his job to get her excited for it, and he continued to eye her plate impatiently, wondering to himself if he'd be able to wait the whole breakfast before he flipped the table and tackled the woman across from him.

He finished his last pancake and began to question, knowing she wasn't done yet but would be soon, "Are you excited for getting to meet my tongue as it licks whipped cream off of your lovely breasts? Are you excited for my hand stroking up your thigh, as after all of this time of knowing me you finally get to experience me fully. It's going to be painful for you today, I know you're sore from yesterday.. and maybe you'll be bit a sore from what I'm still to do you today but it's a good thing you're still a virgin Katie. That means I get to show you pleasure, I get to make you moan, and there will be nobody other than me to do that for you... ever."
 

      • His grin made her nervous, he was far to excited about what she had told him. She reached over and plopped a nice amount of whipped cream onto her pancakes. She also put some of the syrup on them, to hell with the calorie count. This was the first thing she ate since breakfast yesterday. Katie slowly ate her pancakes, taking the small amount of joy she knew was going to get in the day and trying to make it last. They were so light and fluffy, the blue berries were perfect. He seemed to now the perfect way to make a pancake.

        She tried to block out what he was saying, though for the most part she herd him. The things he planned to do to her, how today he was going to show her the counter parts to the things he showed yesterday. Katie shuddered, thinking about what had happened just the night before. Him hitting her over and over in the crotch the pain as she crumpled to the floor and lastly the tazer. She was still sore from that.

        If she only knew his intent, she would have ran. Instead she kept eating, “These are the best pancakes I have had in a while.” She sighed out, still eating, After not eating for so long the food he gave her was like heaven. They were fluffy and light and perfect, “I don’t have a stove in my apartment. All have is a microwave, and a hot plate is out of the question due to the size. it’s a studio. So not much room and I really don’t want to accidentally burn the place down.” She chattered on trying to distract him partly trying to keep herself calm. Last thing she needed was to break down and cry.

        As hard as she tried she couldn’t hold back the whimper that came from her. The thought of him touching her like that made her feel off, though not enough to make her stop eating his pancakes. “Wh..what about what I want? What if I was saving it for marriage?” Her voice was almost a whisper, as if she wanted it to say it but not let him hear it. She wanted to keep him calm, the rage she saw yesterday was far to scary. He looked like he could do anything to her and not care, and Katie wanted to get out of this alive.
 
He slowly stood up as she questioned, pushing the fear he used to control her over onto her as he stood tall and stared her down. It was evident he did not like where she was going with this, it was evident that to him it simply didn't matter what she wanted. The smile had disappeared from his face, and as soon as it disappeared the only expression he had left was that intense glare. He glared down at her as he slowly began to step around the table, inching closer by the second, as his facial expression seemed to change again in an instant and he was smiling at her.

He leaned down and whispered into her ear, "It doesn't matter what you want Katie, there is no marriage to save yourself for anymore. I am your reality now, you seem to keep forgetting that. I have you now, and I will cook for you, I will provide everything you need in life... but you are mine. And I'm going to have to finalize that deal and make you mine sooner or later... and I personally really prefer sooner. Doesn't that sound good to you?"

He was intense in his expressions, leaning right over her now, as his hand went to her shoulder and clenched his fingers around it. He slowly unclenched though and began to rub her shoulder up and down soothingly, knowing she was right on that emotional verge.. she did have a lot to take in a short amount of time. Perhaps she needed something to accelerate how quickly she processed things, a good adrenaline rush... maybe some fear.

He planted his palm down beside her plate to get her attention, so she would look up at him as he brought his face right front of hers now. Yesterday he had always been wearing a jacket, today he was in a blank tank top which revealed how toned his form was and how adamant he was about keeping his body in shape. He needed to be strong for when she came, so he could protect them both, so he could keep her under his control. What if after all of these years of planning she escaped and managed to outrun him? That wouldn't be good at all.

He growled lowly, "Put your fork down, you're done down. It's time to stand up, and get ready. I've decided that you need some more pain this morning, something fresh so I can remind you of what the alternative is to getting sucked, licked, and fucked by me. You can either have me offering you something like pleasure," he started, his hand going down to her breast and beginning to grope it. His fingers and thumb found her nipple, quickly rolling it in fast circles as he kissed at her neck. He then took his fingers and pinched her nipple hard and gave it a sharp twist, sinking his teeth into her neck lightly before pulling back and explaining, "Or pain. Now get your hands against the wall and spread your legs so I can remind you what pain feels like."
 
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