Bonnie Fille and I have been alone in the condo for well over a week. I have no idea what happened to Master. He said he had a business trip; that would last about two weeks.
However, he had arranged for food to be delivered. Every night around 6:00 pm a very polite person would deliver food for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I was eating very well.
I have tried to leave the condo several times, but chickened out at the last minute. I have been turned into a depressed shut in, and I need to figure out how to get over it. The trauma was imagined, it was all him. So why am I struggling?
I hit the button to publish story seven. Will he follow the last story? Just two more, plus number seven. Then I will be free. I decide to take a relaxing bath before the food gets here. I have a little over an hour. Story five won’t start until he gets back, but I am still nervous. I carry pepper spray everywhere. I have it in every room in the condo.
Will I have the guts to use it? Probably not, all it would do is make him mad. I am really confused about my own feelings on the matter. He is a monster, or at least a very delusional man. However, I find myself missing him. The dinners, the laughter, the times we made love. I can’t think that way, story seven will end things definitively. I need to focus on being rid of him.
I climb into the hot bath, up to my neck in bubbles. It feels so good, the warm water surrounding me. My body completely relaxes and I close my eyes. Suddenly the electricity goes out, it is dark and the heater stops. I freeze. I take some deep breaths and think, there is a storm so is possible that it went out naturally.
I don’t believe this. He must be here. I get out of the tub, walking carefully so I don’t slip. I grab a towel and my pepper spray. The circuit breaker is in the master bed room closet, all I have to do is make it there. To say I am not looking forward to five; would be an understatement.
I carefully make me way by full to the master closet, where I have a flashlight stashed. I am jumpy, waiting for him to grab me. I turn on the light and focus it on the circuit breaker. I open it, and it just likes like one flipped. I un-flip it still feeling nervous. Everything goes back on. I let out a breath. It has happened before, but it is pretty rare.
I tentatively look out the closet door, everything seems in order.
I think I need a glass of wine, or a bottle to settle my nerves. I start to walk across the room, and strong arms wrap around me, a gloved hand covers my mouth and a knife to my throat. I panic and start to struggle, the knife is pressed deeper in my throat.
Oh my gosh, it can’t be master, why would he wear gloves? I start hyperventilating. I am pushed towards the bed. I find myself starting to cry, after all I have been through, now a stranger has me under his control. The towel slips off, as he pushes me to the bed.
He pushes me face down on the bed, pushing my head into it. That is something master has done before, so maybe it is him. I hear a belt being loosened and a zipper being undone. Oh my god, he is going to rape me right here.
I hear some noise like something being opened, so at least he must be using a condom. As the thought goes through my head he puts his cock to my pussy lips and pushes himself in. No condom, apparently it was lube. He roughly fucks me until he stiffens and cums. He holds me there for a few minutes.
He roughly turns me over and claims my mouth with his. It is master, I am so relieved I almost cry. This is twisted, being relieved it is him. While kissing me he grabs my wrists in one hand, and pushes me up the bed. He must have been busy because he has rope prepared, he ties my wrists together to the head board.
“No, please, don’t do this one. I have never done it before and I can’t take it master. Please!” I beg with tears in my eyes.
“Lacy, you wrote the script. I am just the person you wrote it for.” He says. “I love you Lacy, but I don’t want to hear you complaining while I am doing this. So I think I will gag you this time.”
“NO! How can I tell you if you are going to fast and hard?” I am scared now.
“I know you Lacy, I can tell by your reactions. If I am unsure, I will un-gag you at that point.” He tells me.
I try to move my head so he can’t put the gag on, as usually it is a useless effort. He loosely binds my feet to the bottom of the bed. He puts two fluffy pillows under my butt, and gets out a harness for a wand.
I close my eyes, I am dreading what is coming. Can I handle it? Well he take it all the way if I can’t. I keep my eyes closed as he slips on the harness and turns the wand on. The wand starts working it’s magic. I can feel myself getting wet.
“Let’s help you get warmed up Lacy.” he says.
He starts kissing and licking my neck. Now that feels good, he tongues his way to the other side and moves up to my ear. Nibbling my ear takes me to the edge of my first orgasm.
