Oh no. What now?
He takes my wrists and then I feel something looped around them. Rope? A belt? Holy shit, he’s tying me down.
Oh God, no. No no no no no.
He’s.
Tying.
Me.
Down.
Somehow it’s finally hitting me in a way it hasn’t before. I’m out here all alone with an obviously crazy person. A very large, very muscled crazy person who wants to tie me down and do… God knows what to me.
“You know, we really haven’t gotten to know each other yet. Don’t you think that might be nice? They always say communication is key.” I laugh shrilly. “Take you for instance. Xavier’s such an interesting name. Did your mother or father think it up? Is it a family name? Do you have any brothers or sisters?”
Especially any sisters, I think but don’t say. Some nice little sister I might remind him of? Then I remember I’m naked and where his mouth and hands just were… okay, so scratch the sister image. But still, okay, how else can I humanize myself?
“I was an only child but that’s just because my mom got her tubes tied after me. She didn’t really like kids. She was one of seven children and it kind of burnt her out on the whole thing. But I always wanted a little sister or brother.”
The constraint—I’m almost sure it’s a belt for how sharp the edges feel cutting into the skin of my wrists—jerks tight as he pulls it taut and then ostensibly ties off the other end, probably to the thick wooden rungs lining the headboard. Terror makes me light-headed. I give an experimental yank but nothing gives even the littlest bit. I remember how sturdy the wooden bed frame looked and my breathing gets shallow.
Where was I? Oh right. Trying to humanize myself so I don’t die in some virgin sacrifice my third day here. I know he theoretically brought me here to pop out a kid for him, but what if that was just so I’d get in the damn van and really he’s a psycho killer and—
Rough hands shove my thighs open.
Oh God, this is it.
Brace for impact.
Here it comes.
Devirginization in three, two—
I about jump out of my skin at the feel of his warm breath and the touch of his silky-soft tongue tracing up my inner left thigh.
Receiving pleasure when I expected pain is a shock to my system. I don’t know what to— I can’t even—
“Um, yeah, so I— I—” The last word breaks off in a gasp as he grazes his stubbled cheek along the inside of one thigh, pausing at the apex.
Is he—oh God, is he smelling me? And then his lips join the scrape of his jaw, a soft torture of lips and tongue that creates such an agonizing contrast I’m not sure if I’m in heaven or hell.
When he tongues up the center of my slit, I shudder and gasp with pleasure so sharp, I feel like I might pass out.
Just moments ago I was clear-headed and sure I was about to be murdered and now—oh God, with the simplest of touches, he has me limp as a mewling kitten underneath his searching tongue.
Again I’m horrified by my body’s lusty reaction to him. How can I be turned on right now? How can this be happening to—?
Oh, oh, oh God— My whole body spasms as his tongue reaches the promised land and he sucks on my clit. Yes, right there—
Then he pulls back so that just the very tip of his tongue teases my clit, up and down, then side to side.
Holy— Oh shit, oh my God— I’ve never— I didn’t even know it could feel like—
He pushes my legs open even further and it’s only with the most feeble resistance that I try to keep them clenched. I shouldn’t. This is so, so wrong. But when he elbows my knees further apart again, they fall slack. He takes advantage and presses my legs open wide with his arms, moving between my legs as he continues eating at me like a man starved.
A groan of pleasure wrenches from my chest. I shake my head, biting my lip against the rising tide of desire and need. No, I don’t want this. Even as the other half of my brain screams—Just yes. More. Please more.
I yank at my arm restraints in futility and frustration and need. God, I’ve never felt so needy for it in my whole life.
He sucks my whole clit into his mouth again and a high-pitched whine escapes my throat. But then after sucking and eating at me like I’m everything he needs to survive in the world, he pulls back with lazy kisses.
No, wait, I—
Rational thought dissolves. I’m so close, riding that blissful edge. So much higher and brighter than ever before. Oh God, I need it. It’s right there.