Her one chance of escape was blown, unless Sonny went to the police, which Narissa knew was highly unlikely. She sat in the car looking sadly out of the window. If she had the opportunity, she would have thrown herself out of the car while it was in motion but Jake had child locks on the side of the passenger door. The door could only be opened from the outside. Jake made a call on his cell phone on the way to their destination but Narissa wasn’t paying attention to what was being said. Her stomach was too tied up in knots to listen. When they arrived back to Jake’s house, (she refused to call it her home), Sergei and Olga were waiting at the door.
Jake dragged Narissa from the car and practically threw her at the waiting couple. “Take her downstairs and get her ready.” He instructed the Russian couple before disappearing into the house. Narissa made an effort to wiggle out of Sergei’s grasp, but the giant of a man held her firmly against him. He hoisted her up by the waist and proceeded to carry her through the house. Narissa kicked and clawed at his arms and legs, which only served to tighten his hold on her.
“Be still you fool. You will only make it worse for yourself. What were you thinking to pull such a stunt anyway?” Olga hissed at Narissa as she followed closely behind her husband.
Sergei took her downstairs and Narissa expected them to put her in the usual room where she received her punishment, but he bypassed the room and took her through a door that she had never been through. When they were in this new room, Sergei dropped Narissa to the cold concrete floor. Narissa looked up to see the Russian couple standing menacingly above her, wondering what they were going to do. Instinctively she knew that her punishment was going be unlike any she had ever experienced.
Narissa noticed chains hanging from the ceiling. Her heart began to pound in fear. Olga knelt down beside her and undid the chocker from around Narissa’s neck, and then removed the girl’s earrings. “Stand up.” Olga ordered. Narissa shook her head. Olga shot a meaningful look to her husband. Sergei stalked over to them and grabbed Narissa’s arm so hard that she felt that it was being wrenched out of its socket.
She was pulled up roughly. He lifted her higher still. Olga pulled a chair from the corner of the room and pulled it to over where Sergei stood. Olga climbed up on the chair and grabbed Narissa’s wrist and locked it in one of the hanging cuffs and then repeated the motion with Narissa’s other wrist. Narissa found herself dangling a foot off the ground.
From somewhere else in the room, Olga produced a black bag. From the bag, she pulled out a gag and stepped up on the chair once more to fasten it around Narissa’s mouth only to be meet with the sharp nip of Narissa’s teeth. Olga let out a stream of angry Russian words. Curse words most probably. Stunned at being bitten by this insolent girl, Olga did what she had been itching to do for weeks; her open handed palm connected with Narissa’s check.
Sergei spoke sharply to his wife in their language, to which Olga answered back angrily. Olga tried again to put the gag on Narissa. She was met with little resistance this time. With that accomplished she stepped down from the chair glaring at Narissa who glared back. Sergei then pulled out a knife from his back pocket and Narissa’s eyes widened like saucers. She wanted to scream but due to the gag, any sound she made came out as a muffled groan.
She closed her eyes not wanting to watch him stick the knife into her body, but when no pain came she opened her eyes to see him using the knife to slice her dress right off. When her clothes fell away he lifted a piece of her dress and rubbed it between her legs. Narissa tensed. Sergei lifted the cloth to his nose to inhale deeply of her scent. Narissa turned her head away in disgust.
She had no idea where Jake found these two, but they were just as crazy as he was. She didn’t notice Olga pull another item from the black bag until she felt the Russian woman fastening something on her nipples. Whatever it was, the clamps were so tight that she felt her nipples would fall off from lack of blood circulation. A chain connected the nipple clamps, that when pulled, it would increase the tension on her already tortured nipples. Olga pulled out another clamp from the bag, and spread Narissa’s thighs apart and fastened the clamp on Narissa’s clit.
Once again, Narissa’s traitorous body let her down. She was becoming aroused. Olga smirked as beads of moisture formed along Narissa’s swollen labia. Narissa hung there naked and ashamed while Olga and Sergei watched her squirm. Her arms were beginning to hurt. After several minutes of watching Narissa hang from the ceiling, they abruptly left. Upon their exit, one of them flipped off the light switch. She hated the dark and her arms hurt. She didn’t know how long she would be left in this painful position. She began to cry in frustration. She cried until her head drooped and she nodded off.
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While she slept, Jake came into the room. He turned the light on and took the chair to sit in front of an unsuspecting Narissa. No other woman had ever made him feel quite this way. In the beginning, it was just a game. Women were a dime a dozen to him. He could easily let Narissa go so that he could find her replacement on that very same day if he so desired. The thought of letting her go however, made him physically ache. She looked so beautiful hanging there. Her chocolate body was just waiting to be ravished. He had only to look at her and he wanted her.
Jake still didn’t know what it was about her that had driven him such an extreme lust, that he would hold her here against her will, but he no longer cared. Every other woman that he had been with had been free to come and go as they pleased. He didn’t even mind them sleeping with other men. Sonny for example, had been his lover for a few months. She was by far one of the most beautiful and experienced women he had ever had. She loved S and M, she gave great head, and there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t try at least once, and yet Sonny couldn’t hold a candle to his Narissa.
The situation was laughable because in the beginning Narissa had been so innocent and inexperienced in the world of sex. Now, she was exceeding his wildest expectations and the explosive lust he felt for her was so obsessive that he knew he would rather kill her than let her go. She was his! One day she would admit it to him and to herself. She would have to realize that he would never let her go. In the meantime, she needed to learn who was in charge.
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Narissa woke up aware of a presence inside the room. Her eyes adjusted to the light. Jake was sitting in a chair in front of her, staring at her with a dark, brooding look. Her arms ached like a son of a bitch and she had to pee so badly that she could barely stand it. It felt as if she had been here for days, although she would find out later that she was only there for three hours.
Jake sat there staring in silence. She closed her eyes against his scrutiny only opening them when she heard him move to get up. He walked out of the room and she breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Her relief was short lived. He returned with a bullwhip in one hand and a riding crop in the other. He had never used either item on her before. Her body began to shake in fear. It wasn’t so much from the instruments that he carried, but the quiet menace in which he was moving.
She had seen Jake angry before, but she had never seen him quite like this. He walked behind her. He rubbed the riding crop against her ass cheeks before he slashed it against her tender flesh. She moaned loudly through the gag. Jesus this hurt! Not giving her much of a chance to react to the first lash, another came down on the backs of her thighs. She let out a howl. He continued to slash the crop down on her butt and thighs. Never had she experience pain on this level, and she realized that her previous punishments were nothing compared to this.
