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Not only does he have my phone, my laptop, my car keys, and my sanity, but he’s got my toys. When he first found them,he spent well over an hour rummaging through the stockpile, analyzing each one and figuring out their intended purpose. He almost lost control when he turned on my favorite vibrator. The sound of its buzz alone forced a moan from my lips. My fucked up side wanted him to press it to my clit, rubbing it in firm circles until I came for him, and I know he saw that feral look in my eye. That’s why he left with them so quickly, moving them out of sight and out of mind. For all I know, he threw them away when he took the trash out yesterday, and the garbage man dumped my prized collection of sex toys in the landfill.
I’m lost in thought, getting wetter and wetter by the second when he returns to my room, snapping me back to reality.
“Hungry?” he asks, just like he has been, but this time his tone is different. Mischievous, perhaps. And he doesn’t even have any food with him.
I cock an eyebrow at him. “For what?”
Rhett circles my bed, and I see his eyes land on where the handcuffs are rubbing at my sore wrists. They’re bruised and red, and they’re not healing like the rest of my wounds because he’s had me cuffed since the moment he put me here. Short trips to the bathroom are the extent of my freedom right now. I’ve asked him countless times to loosen the cuffs, but he won’t.
Not when he knows how badly I want to be free. He may be sexy as hell and make my mind go to the darkest places, but I need to get away from him. This isn’t sustainable for much longer. He may be feeding me regularly, but my arms are already weakening from lack of movement and my body aches are getting worse.
When he doesn’t respond, I slowly turn my head to see him, and that’s when I realize just how intently he’s staring at me. There’s something comparable to fury in his eyes as they roam my body, eventually landing on my soft gray panties.
He originally dressed me in sweats and an oversized sweatshirt, but it was way too hot and I kicked off my pants the first night. I figured there’s no part of me that he hasn’t seen, so what would I care if he saw me in my panties? All it’s done is distract him even more than he already was, and that’s something I intend to use to my advantage.
His eyes are glued to my panties, prompting me to look down and see why he’s so hyper focused on them. It’s immediately apparent when I see the dark gray spot that’s quickly spreading across the fabric. I got myself so worked up and horny that I’m sopping wet, and I’ve completely soaked through them.
There’s embarrassment in my voice as I try to find words. “I…”
But I can’t find any. There is no explanation for this other than that I’m a horny bitch, and my captor just so happens to be the hottest fucking man on this planet.
Rhett’s tongue darts out, sliding across his lips as he watches me. Without a word, he begins unfastening his pants. His fingers move swiftly as he frees his cock from its tight confinements, letting it spring free when he pushes his boxers down.
I gasp. It’s the first time I’ve seen his dick in daylight, and it’s fucking huge. I mean, I knew it was big because of the way he stretched me, but this… this isotherworldly. My eyes move from bar to bar, working their way up his Jacob’s ladder. There are so many of them. He’sfarfrom average.
Cock in hand, he leans his head forward, gathering saliva in his mouth before spitting on it. It spreads across his velvety skin as he begins moving his hand, lubing it up.
My heart rate picks up. Is he going to fuck me? Do Iwanthim to fuck me?
No.
That would be wrong. I’m here by his will, not my own. He’s calling the shots here and I’m nothing more than a girl he’s handcuffed to her bed.
Wanting to fuck him makes me less of a captive and more of a willing participant in this game of his. What would people say?
Rhett grunts as he begins pumping himself, momentarily letting his eyes flutter and roll to the ceiling. When his eyes return to me, they’re feral. Consumed with hunger. He’s biting his bottom lip and I can see the vein in his forehead bulging as he struggles to maintain control.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groans. “The prettiest nightmare. A work of art.” His words are strained as he fucks himself with his hand.
What the fuck am I supposed to do? How many people get themselves into situations this insane? He’s literally jacking off in front of me, to me. My hair looks like a rat’s nest. The remnants of my makeup is smudged heavily under my eyes and my skin is greasy from being unwashed for days. And he’s deemed me the best thing to stroke his dick to right now?
Fucking insanity. Absolute fucking insanity.
Rhett continues running his hand along his dick, pumping himself harder and harder until he’s grunting and struggling to keep his eyes open and focused on me.
I could play along with it. I’ve seen people do that in true crime docs. Sometimes they’re able to play along with their captor’s little fantasy long enough to earn their trust and find a way out. I should be able to do that, right? He’s fucking crazy and should be easy enough to manipulate, especially when he’s already so enamored with me.
“Look at me,” Rhett growls, reaching out to tilt my chin toward him.
I don’t resist, and instead I swallow, trying to find the courage to do what I know I need to do. He’s squeezing myface between his thumb and the rest of his fingers, forcing me to maintain eye contact. There’s an animalistic twinkle in his eye as he watches me which sends shivers down my spine.
Wetting my lips with my tongue, I suck my bottom lip into my mouth, pinching it between my teeth. My eyes soften into doe eyes, and I push my chest out, perking my tits up for him. His gaze immediately flicks to them, and I watch his body jolt as he gets closer to coming.
My voice is a seductive, throaty whisper. “Let me touch you.”
Conflict crosses his face as he considers my request. His eyes bounce between my tits and my mouth, and it’s easy to see he’s trying to decide what to do. If I can wrap my hands and lips around his cock, I can ease my way into controlling him.
Men think with their dicks, not their brains.Thatis my advantage.
