Page 12 of No Place To Hide


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I should be embarrassed.

I should feel ashamed for what I’ve just done in front of a man who is basically a stranger.

But I don’t.

It feels like I’m riding a high that I don’t ever want to come back down from.

“I wanted your first orgasm to be your own.” His voice sounds muffled, my ears still ringing from the release. “The rest will be on my terms.”

The calluses on his hands feel strange against the softness of my own.

He leads me further into the darkness of the fun house, my heart pounding against my chest with each step.

“So when you say the rest will be on your terms,” I finally ask, my voice soft. “What did you mean?”

With the power cut to the place I can’t see him in front of me, only feel his hand in mine. He releases it, and I am completely engulfed by the darkness.

With my sight taken from me even the slightest noise is amplified. Each time his boots hit the floor beneath us I shudder.

“Jackson?” I whisper, somehow the absence of light making my own voice seem too loud.

“Let’s play a game,” he finally says, and I turn.

I am completely disoriented, my senses working overtime to compensate for the sudden loss of vision.

I try to keep my voice steady, but my response is more of a stammer.

“W-what kind of game?”

I have no clue what I have gotten myself into, but it seems far too late to turn back now.

The hair is brushed from my shoulders and I tense, the anticipation from not knowing what will happen next building like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment.

“As a kid, my favorite game was hide and seek.” Jackson sounds like he’s in front of me now. I reach my hands out but there’s nothing there. “I always got a thrill out of hunting. Tracking people down in the dark while they hoped I wouldn’t find them.”

It sounds like he’s all around me. His voice is low and heady. I can almost feel the hunger dripping from his words, something dark and depraved lacing them.

My heart pulsates with fear.

“You want to play hide and seek?” I ask, my voice shaky and unsure.

Jackson didn’t strike me as a schoolyard game kind of guy, but something deep in my gut tells me this isn’t any ordinary game.

No, this will be something completely different.

The floor creaks and my attention shoots to the direction it came from.

“No, actually, I think you want to play hide and seek.” I can tell he’s moving closer. “There are only three rules. The first is, don’t leave the carnival.”

I should call this off. Leave this place and never turn back.

“Don’t get caught. Not by me, or anyone else.”

This is wrong. Twisted.

“If you get caught,” he pauses, lingering on the silence. “You get punished.”

The world spins around me, like I’ve stepped onto one of those metal death traps outside. It spins and spins and the silence is deafening. All I can hear is my heart pulsating with fear at the thought of this man chasing me.

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