She had tried and tried in the past to get him to lose control by flirting and teasing other men, but as time went on she began to realize that it would never happen. Then last night she had been out with her girlfriends on the town. Caitlin had been dancing nastily with a man on the dance floor. The guy had his groin pressed tightly against her scantily clad ass cheeks, his arms around her, caressing her breast. They had been dancing this way for some time.
Caitlin felt eyes on her and looked out across the room to see Drake standing at the back of the room in the shadows. At the time she had smiled smugly at the thought of his glaring eyes. She smiled wantonly at him and ground a little harder back into the man, her arms reaching up to grasp him around the neck. This made her tits stand out, and he fondled her there in front of him. She met Drake's eyes; he smiled grimly at her and walked away.
The night's fun ended there for her, so she bid her friend's goodbye, and went home alone. On the way home, the ringing of her cell phone startled Caitlin.
"Hello" She said driving down the darkened city streets towards her apartment.
"My sweet" Drake caressed her with his deep velvety voice. "I truly hope that you enjoyed yourself tonight. Your little show was quite nice; yet I wonder... will the memory of the man that you were with keep you as warm as I did? Enjoy yourself my Pet, I know I shall," he said with a humorless chuckle ending the call.
Caitlin removed the phone from her ear, and slowly put it next to her. His words sinking in. He would not be coming back. In stunned silence with nothing to fill it but the sound of her tires on the road. She realized that she had gone to far this time, and by doing so lost the one man she truly loved. The realization that she loved her lover, and that she had just lost him hit her like a ton of bricks.
The emptiness settled in the pit of her stomach like hot ball of lead threatening to send the little that she had consumed spewing from her. Tears hid behind her eyes, and her head ached. She wished that she could have been so lucky as to have the flu, instead of the wrenching heartache that raged unchecked through her. Stumbling from the car she made her way numbly to her apartment. Once inside she collapsed on the couch slumping down her head bowed over her knees, the phone dropped from her grasp to the floor. A low keening emitted from her, as the sorrow rose strangling her.
Through the long lonely night Caitlin sobbed her anguish, until her body was wracked with dry sobs the tears having dried upon her cheeks. Still the grief raged on and on, till she cried herself to sleep. Even then she mewled, and cried out grief stricken.
The next morning she woke rumpled on the couch. Hers clothes were wilted and in disarray. Head pounding as she stumbled to the bathroom. When she was finished she glanced in the mirror, and gasped. Her blue eyes were swollen and bloodshot.
She felt no better than she did last night and the memory sent tears flooding her eyes once more. All through the day she moped about. She turned her phone off and hid away from the world. That night she had finally roused herself enough to get in the bath, and let some of the tension ease away. She got out and made her way to the kitchen to get a drink
Just then there was a pounding at the door. She shuffled towards it to see who was invading her privacy.
Before she could get to it, the door burst wide, slamming forcefully against the wall. Caitlin screamed jumping back to avoid being hit by it. Standing in the doorway, was a sight that she never thought that she would see again and yet had never seen. She did nothing more than gape at the brawny raven haired man standing before her for several moments, until she glanced to his eyes and saw deadly rage emitting from them as he glared at her. Deep, dark sapphire shards pierced her as she slowly began to back away. The small ray of hope she had momentarily felt, shriveling, turning her blood to ice.
"Ohmygod" she whimpered trying to back further away. He stepped inside the doorway, shutting it quietly behind him, without turning from her; she heard the click of the lock.
Caitlin tried to run from him but she got no further than the hallway when she felt his hands snarl into her long hair, yanking her to him. Screaming she turned towards him and struck out at him hitting him in the chest. As she fought to free herself, she heard his laughter ringing out. The deep dark sinister sound boomed from his broad chest, and ricocheted throughout the room. Caitlin sobbing uncontrollably stopped pummeling him; weakly and slid down his body until she was sprawled on the floor before him. His hand still wrapped through her hair. Drake yanked her head back until she was looking up towards him.
"Look at me you unfaithful, willful, whoring bitch!" he roared fiercely. Yanking her hair harder yet
Caitlin cowered at his feet, now to frightened to move. Her blue eyes dripping wet, she kept them lowered afraid to see the danger written in his face.
Caitlin screamed in pain as she was yanked upright before him by her hair.
"I told you to look at me, didn't I?" He snarled in her face.
Caitlin nodded her head. Trying desperately to control the sobs choking her.
Looking up at him, wishing to god she hadn't had to.
Drake glared down into her eyes.
"Drake please" Caitlin whimpered at him
"Drake please" he mocked her, dragging her towards the bedroom.
He threw her on the bed and from his back pocket her pulled several strands of rope. Caitlin saw this and scrambled from the bed, but he blocked the doorway to escape. He waited for her to move again, then snatched her up, throwing her onto the bed this time holding her down with his body, and he swiftly wrapped one of the ropes around her hands, and the other around her feet.
She tried to fight him but he was much to strong, and his muscular arms kept her captive. When he had finished tying her he tied a silken gag over her mouth. Then stood back watching her through hooded eyes that betrayed nothing but banked rage.
Caitlin squirmed around on the bed, trying uselessly against her bonds.
Drake laughed. "My poor little cait, not so cocky any more are you?"
She mumbled against the gag.
"What was that" he snickered coming towards the bed once more. This time he gently ran his fingers over her stomach and across her breast pinching her nipple hard. Caitlin squealed in pain beneath the gag.
"Such a beautiful body Caitlin, it would be a shame to mark it would it not?" he questioned her enjoying the terror in her eyes.
He walked about her room opening drawers, and the closet gathering this and that. Stuffing the articles in a duffel bag he found in the closet. When he finished he went to the bathroom and gathered toiletries.
Caitlin could hear him going through her things, then heard footsteps walking back towards the front of the apartment.
When he returned he smiled at her, and pulled her up from the bed, leaning down he moved her hair aside and bit her neck sharply before whispering in her ear.
"You and I my sweet are going to take a little trip. I am going to place this blindfold across your eyes, but I think that you will be happy to know that we are going someplace where there will be nobody to hear your screams. He paused delicately lick her earlobe you have been a very very naughty girl my precious, and I will soon teach you happens to naughty girls, especially naughty girls that belong to me." He ended on a growl, and bit her neck making tears come to her eyes, both in fear and pain.
Drake hauled her out into the darkness, and shoved her in the passenger side seat. Shutting the door, he walked around to the driver's side, getting in, and starting the vehicle.
"Lay down" He commanded her as he put the car into motion. As they started down the road he turned the radio on, and listened to classical music for what seemed forever. Blindfolded she had no concept of time, or direction, Caitlin lay there silently, afraid to move less she turn his attention back to her again,
Drake drove down the express way for several hours, then exited in an out of the way area. He kept driving until he found a drive nearly hidden by overgrown brush and grass. Slowly he maneuvered the vehicle over ruts and potholes. He drove until the woods swallowed any trace that they had existed to the world outside.
Suddenly there was a clearing and in it sat a cabin. Shutting the car off Drake left the lights on, and pulled the keys, before exiting he grabbed a flashlight underneath the seat.
He went up the porch and unlocked the cabin; flashlight in hand to guide his way inside as he made his way throughout lighting lamps. He went back out and popping the trunk he carried in a cooler, then returned for their baggage. Quickly he unpacked the cooler and put the food in the antique fridge. He kept an eye out for Caitlin, and finished what he had to do before going out to retrieve her from the car.
Drake did not bother to remove the blindfold from her until they were standing in the middle of the cabin. There he pulled a knife from his front pocket, and sliced through the back of her blind fold and did the same to her gag. Leaving her hands and feet tied he led her over to the bed where he shoved her down and walked away. He went to the cooler and removed a soda from the cooler and opened it. Taking a long swallow he brought the drink to her
"Sit up" he commanded and held the can to her lips for her to gulp thirstily from it. When her thirst was quenched he told her to stand and led her to the bathroom, and told her to take care of things. He waited in the doorway watching her struggle to relieve herself in his presence. She endured the humiliation without speaking, and hurried as fast as she could. When she finished she washed her hands in the sink, and returned to stand uncertainly in front of him.
This time Drake led her to the coffee table that was situated in the middle of the rustically furnished room. He untied her hands, and feet then stood back from her.
"Remove your clothing" He demanded voice soft velvety steel.
Caitlin looked up at him a tear welling in her eyes and spilling over to run down her cheeks. She recognized the fact that it was futile to fight him, and did as he said. Slowly removing her sweatshirt and pj bottoms.
"All of it Caitlin" He commanded.
Her hands trembling she removed her lacy white bra, and matching panties.
Standing before him nude Caitlin's mind was spinning. Dear god what was he going to do to her?
"Kneel down and lay across the table" Drake spoke startling her from her musings.
