My eyes moved around as I wasn’t sure how to bring my clothes from the closet when he was here and I don’t think he has any thoughts of leaving me alone.
“Wait” he said, disappearing from the bathroom.
I scanned the area and for the first time, I noticed how luxurious the bathroom is. The candles are only adding to the allure. But what’s the needed for all this when the person residing here is not beautiful and happy? They have black hearts and are alone on the inside.
He came back with my clothes, with surprised me a bit. He placed the items on the nearby stool, alongside a towel.
“Change. I will be right here” his words held a firmness that left no room for argument. Without for my response, he turned away, just as he did when I stripped.
“Could you go out?” I tried my luck once again.
“No!” His response was swift and straightforward.
Resigned, I huffed and got back to my work of dressing myself. Until I get out of this hell, I will have to tolerate his presence around me all the time. I don’t have any other option than this or he would snatch away the basic things that he is providing me.
I was feeling fresh and alive as I stepped out of the bathub. The weakness was still there and my legs were still shaking but I was glad that at least I did not have any trace of the dungeon m, which was a heart-wrenching experience for me.
Picking up the towel, I dried myself as quickly as I could before wrapping it around me, as I was scared that he would turn around and see me in my birth suit. Through he has crossed his limits multiple times, he hasn’t seen me in such a situation, nor do I want him to.
“Take your time, as much as I want to peek, I won’t” he said and I shuddered. His voice was laced with a hint of mockery.
My head spin and I was about to fall back so I took the help of the stool. With it’s support, I wore my underwear, which was baby pink in colour. This man has chosen both of them of the same colour. I rolled my eyes at the mere thought of it.
Unwrapping the towel from my body, I reached for the baby pink frock he had provided. My fingers trembled as I wore the dress. My arms moved back to the zip but I couldn’t reach it.
“Ahh” a yelp escaped my lips when the zip became out of my reach and my arm twisted in such a way that it hurt.
Suddenly, he turned around. I knew that he would turn around without my permission but I was glad that now I was properly covered.
A flush of embarrassment crept across my cheeks as I felt his eyes on me, his gaze trailing over my chest. My arms were twisted awkwardly pushing my chest forward unintentionally. The realisation of his gaze sent a rush of self-consciousness through me, and I quickly dropped my hands to my sides, my face burning.
My heart raced as his eyes darkened. I gulped and waited for him to give me some privacy but instead, he stepped towards me. The still was placed just behind me so I could not move back. I was stuck there.
My body leaned back and he immediately placed a palm on my back to stop me from falling. The proximity made me hold my breath as I was trapped by him. My body absorbed the heat that his body was radiating.
A moment of silence engulfed us as we stared into each other’s eyes. My breath caught in my throat due to the proximity. I could see his eyes darkening with every passing second.
He tugged at my and made me stand straight. Before I could comprehend what was happening around me, he whirled me around and, in one swift move, placed my hair on my shoulder. I could feel his fingertip grazing my bare skin as he did that, goosebumps rose everywhere the tip of his finger touched my skin.
One palm found its way to my nape, his touch was both firm and strangely tender. With the other hand, he zipped up the frock, making sure his fingers were feeling my skin.
Pervert!
I thought that now that he was done, he would take his steps back but instead, his hands rested on my waist and he leaned forward to place a deep kiss in my nape. A shiver ran down my spine. He dipped his head in the crock of my neck and inhaled deeply, as if he were taking in some drug. The unexpectedness of his actions left me frozen, unsure of how to react.
His palms, which were resting on my waist, moved to my stomach, and wrapping his arm around my waist, he pulled me closer to his chest.
Now I could feel his body pressed tightly against my back and my eyes widened when I could feel him growing. I wiggled but it only aroused the beast even more. He was not ready to leave me, instead, he made his hold even tighter, as if he wanted to make us one.
The colour of my face drained when he slightly moved his torso against my buttocks.
I was completely trapped in his arms and there was no escape. The length of the frock was so small that it could give him easy access if he wanted and at the moment he doesn’t seem to stop.
My blood turned cold and my heart thumped in my chest in anticipation. Goosebumps rose over my skin once again when one of his arms started moving upward, while the other was still holding me in place.
“Ansell ” I said softly, trying to snap him out of his reverie but he was looking too lost to give any head.
I am sure he heard me but his focus was somewhere else give any head to me.
“Ummmm”
He just hummed in response and now I could feel his nose grazing my skin, his hot breath fanning my neck while one of his arms wrapped around my breast. His arms were snaked around my body in such a possessive grip that it was as if he owned it and it was his to do as he pleased.
It was just the resistance from my side that was stopping him from ruining me completely.
Through at the moment his presence was both comforting and soothing, I didn’t want to meltt away with his soft touches. I cannot forget what a monster he is and how much cruelty has shown me. I should be taking revenge on everything he has done instead of melting in his arms.
“Le-leave me” I mentally slapped myself for stuttering. The proximity making it impossible for me to even breathe, let alone form any words.
“Why?” His voice came out hoarse and deep as he was in his world of pleasure: “Why is it hard for you to submit to me?”
He inhaled audibly, his breath brushing my skin, and I could almost feel the intensity of his gaze without seeing it.
“Accept me, accept the fact that every inch of your body is mine, your soul, your heart, everything is mine”
His words were dripping with so much possessiveness that I shuddered at his place. His grip on me tightened, and the intensity of his presence felt suffocating, as through he intended to consume me entirely.
His grip loosened a bit and slowly he turned me around. I could see the beast in his eyes, which wanted to devour me.
In one swift move, he leaned down and made me sit on the stool. His palms slowly brushed against my thighs while he dipped his head once again in the crook of my neck, this time kissing it softly.
I shuddered because I was not sure when this softness would turn brutal.
“Surrender to me and I will give you everything you want” he said in between the kisses.
I had to grip the edge of the stool tightly so as not to make any sound.
“You can never give me the thing I want” I stated, my heart was trembling but this time the words came out crisp and clear.
“What?” He asked, still lost in my neck.
“Freedom ” I replied without any hesitation and his body froze to its place.
I know he would never grant me that but I don’t see any harm in trying.