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“Feisty for such a tiny little thing,” the dark voice snickers again. I don’t recognize it.
My God, I don’t recognize it.
Tears start flowing down, not even making it past the blindfold on my eyes. This is not a sick joke from Jake, this isn’t a prank, this is real.
I feel something thick around my wrists, probably that belt I heard, and I twist my body strongly. I’m starting to suffocate.
There’s nothing to do. I’m stuck. I’m stuck. I can’t move.
The whimper that breaks from my chest can’t come out of my mouth and sounds higher in my nose.
The belt tightens around my wrist and the hand that was holding me from the front lets them go. Every attempt to break free from the binds is pointless, it doesn’t move in the slightest.
“Little lamb is ready for slaughter.” That dark voice again, it’s mocking me. It’s ready to have a good time.
I scream again when I’m suddenly dragged across the room from behind. No amount of kicking and wriggling helps. My fight is slowly dying but when I feel the hand on my mouth slightly pulling away, I’m ready to scream all over again. It’s suddenly gone, and I open my mouth, dragging a deep breath to scream help from the top of my lungs.
Too slow.
I’m still taking that deep breath when the man from behind pushes some material in my mouth and gags me with it. It feels like some sort of scarf or something, digging so far in my mouth it makes me gag when he tightens it behind my head, pulling hair with it.
I go to bring my tied hands to my face, but my movement stops short.
“Tsk, tsk,” the dark voice tells me.
I can hear the smile on his lips. I don’t get it, he’s not holding my wrist, they’re only tied with the belt, why are movements restricted? Why can’t I bring my hands to my face?
“Little bitches get leashes,” he continues. Suddenly I’m tugged forward by the belt. That’s when I understand he’s holding one end of the belt, stopping me from going anywhere, from any movement. My sight is gone, my mouth is gagged, my hands are tied.
My body freezes entirely. I’m completely at their mercy. My insides tighten and the self-loathing starts. Because that’s exactly the kind of situation that creates pleasure between my legs. My clit tingles while my brain shouts at me that I’m just a little whore who is going to die tonight. I will, I will die. They’re going to have their fun with me and then they’re going to kill me.
And yet, the anticipation in me screams at me that I should have gone and seen a therapist about getting excited by this. Too late, now I’m on the verge of dying.
I don’t know where the other man has gone. The dark voice talks to me as he tugs on the belt again. “Come on, on the bed little lamb.”
Another whimper slightly makes it past the gag in my mouth. My brain releases another shot of fear in me, and it makes me shake.
This is real, Jamie, this is not some kinky game with Jake.
“Pweas…” I gargle at the back of my mouth. “…on’t”
Another tug and I fall face-first on the bed, I’m on my stomach, my arms are pulled up, and the next thing I know I feel both men standing behind me, my arms taut up above my head. They must have tied the belt to the bed frame.
Knuckles run up and down my spine. I feel it through my thin t-shirt.
Reality dawns on me and the tears start again. “Please…please,” I beg between sobs racking my chest.
“Mm, she’s so good at begging.”
Another chuckle but it’s not the dark voice. No, this one I recognize.
“She is, and she loves it.”
Jake.
Fucking. Jake. White.
Two hands grab my hips and pull me back, making the pull on my shoulders painful, the other slides a pillow under me. The hands on my hips are now on my jeans, pulling them down with my panties.
