Now Were Here

A chasm of disparity is created when power is exerted. This unfilled space can therefore be used as a psychological (and physical) battleground for any and all parties involved. Majorly unbalancing the equity that most of us get attributed by being born human. when removed, this causes the drama to be super dramatic as within this space there are no rules. Naturally the power remains tethered to the whims of the strongest and most persistent. It's a free for all game dictated by strength of will and conviction in ones superiority. If you concede that your flaws exist (even within your psyche), you loose.

This information would seem pretty obvious to anyone with a healthy sex life. Not Bernice. Bernice had to learn the hard way that structure does not always equate to love, as such that pipe dream of an expectation established by the conditioning of her childhood was shattered when she met Maddox (a mysterious new roommate, as she couldn't pay the rent on her own). He was a boy that was determined to destroy everything he could within his physical and psychological (self appointed) mandate. Lord of all he surveyed at first sight, this young man had a voracious appetite for causing pain that required satiation.

He cared very little for the thoughts and feelings that affected those he preyed upon.

To begin with Bernice saw him and felt her heart drop to the depths of her gut, seeing the darkness in his eyes as he walked into the kitchen of the flat the two of them would be sharing. She cursed the internet for his profile seemed so pleasant on room share - where she accepted him.

Sat on the sofa she was expecting him, the landlord had informed her that he would be handing the keys over to the new tenant in the late morning. When he entered with boxes.

'Hello, you're Bernice right?'

She could hear her heart beating, he was so much bigger than her and as such a threat.

'I am yes' she managed to intone evenly. He placed his bag down and asked her to show him to his room. Which she did obligingly, sighing he placed the bag down and said

'this will have to do. Would you be a doll and help me with the rest of my things?'

Not knowing how to say no and aware that she would be living with him for the foreseeable future she nodded and followed him out. Naturally having spent his youth cultivating an alpha persona Maddox had already turned his back on her expecting a follower. And after him she went.

Reaching his car, he stood before the boot as she turned up to stand by his side. He pointed to a box and she picked it up, thinking to herself how odd it was that he never once spoke to her. His posture above her was intimidating and he snarled threateningly down as she held the it like a newborn that was deeply cherished. He called after 'put it in my room', he commanded with a level of entitlement that made her so angry her spine shook in outrage.

Tentatively she placed her new flatmates possessions tentatively onto the ground wondering why she was bothering to help him. In her mind, body and soul she felt a massive fool. Soon he followed behind her with a suitcase and swung it around his door. Looking at her he dismissively said 'Thats all, good girl'.

Leaving she couldn't figure out why she did what she did. Maybe it was because her boyfriend had just broken up with her and was now hooking up with another girl that was prettier. She was also probably smarter however this detail could not be lingered on to for too long as she new that would spiral into an episode of manic depression that she simply could not be bothered to deal with the fallout of. Self harm wounds were not as fashionable as they were in the mid twenty tens, so she thought for the sake of social normalcy it was best to avoid them. Not wanting to be perceived as an attention seeker, especially now Maddox was in the house and his presence was nothing if not judgmental.

Trying to forget the sad circumstances of her life Bernice laid on her bed scrolling through Pinterest looking for a new hairstyle. When Maddox's head peered around the door, for the first time since their meeting he actually seemed embarrassed about crossing a line. 'So sorry, I thought that this was the bathroom' he said turning a brighter shade of red. 'No. It's my room' Bernice responded. Awkwardly he bit back slightly irritated 'I see that now.' He looked over me in my position and changed his whole stance, adopting a kind levity that I hadn't seen before saying 'we should get to know each other, come see me in the living room and we can have a talk'. Feeling uncertain as his mood was all over the place I nodded and let him exit.

Standing, I wanted to get into position in our communal space to prove that I would not be walked all over. Taking my seat I tucked my feet under me and he bounced in once again cheery. Taking the seat on the couch next to me he said looking into my eyes and leaning towards me 'I'm Maddox, I don't think I properly introduced myself. Thanks for the help earlier.'

'You're welcome'. An awkward pause that lasted either an eternity or a zeptosecond followed. He broke it moving closer too her, opening his arms and enveloping her in them saying 'I want you to help me as much as you can whilst we live here', touching her legs she squirmed in his embrace. She froze. Uncertain of what todo now that her new flatmate was molesting her. Lifting her chin he sighed into her worried visage 'can you do that?' before she had time to give an answer he kissed her, sucking all the air out of her body. Her heart ran at 1 million miles a minute riveting the blood through her veins, reddening her face as he pulled away flicking her nose in a playful yet threatening manner. He owned her now and she did not now how to escape. Given that this was the cheapest place in the area and moving back with her parents was an impossibility due to personal differences.

Bernice's lack of a response caused him to smile and continue to trace her features with his finger tips, she tried not to flinch as she already felt pathetic enough as it was. Wholly humiliated right to the bottom of her soul, this man had shackled her attention to him and there was no way she could see a way to stop what he started. Whispering into her ear, the hot air careening into her brain, he said 'get us a drink of water like a good bitch, yeah'. She was a feminist. Damned if she did, damned if she didn't. Maddox became impatient towards the mortified woman he was giving orders too, his whisper developed into a low growl 'Now!' he said. Fearing the change in tone she stood, he slapped her arse sending her towards the kitchen. Daring not to look back her hands shook as she performed the task, cursing herself for not knowing how to say no to this.

When she returned he'd spread is body out on the sofa in a star fish shape. Handing him the drink she stood there uncertain what to do. 'Let's watch TV' he said jovially. Still standing it had become awkward as the space left wasn't hospitable he snapped in fingers to the space in between his legs and she sat there allowing him to drape himself over her. Then he played a sitcom that he laughed at as he played with her hair, she didn't have the energy to laugh due to being bought so low by this man who had entered her space. Terrified she allowed him to do what he wanted.

The first episode ended, while the credits rolled he muted the box keeping the picture on. 'Look at me' he ordered. Doing as she was told she did. He looked down from his comfortable position on the furniture saying 'suck my cock'. Horror shot down her spine, she squeaked out 'excuse me?' not missing a beat he returned 'turn around and warm my dick'. This term she thought was interesting and decided was somewhat funny. Then the actuality of what she was being told to do sank in, swallowing her pride she turned over.

He unzipped his trousers and wiggled out of his boxers, presenting his piss stinking member to her quivering bottom lip. Whacking her face with his genital she caught it in her mouth, the mixture of foreskin and shaft being pushed down her reinforced the humiliation as he thrust his hips.

Caring not for her welfare he continued to jam it into her causing her eyes to water and she tried to find a moment to take some respite from the assault. Alas this was not to be her new flatmate repeated his aggressive intrusion until finally he released his seed into her open orifice. A long grunt of pleasure was released as hot tasteless jizz was deposited into her mouth. Instinctually she swallowed it all, ruffling her hair as though to say well done he removed her head from his knob. 'You are responsible for that now', he said with the authority of an addict who knew that there habit was unbreakable, 'my sucker' said he with pride.

She looked to him unsure what to do next, not quite believing what had occurred moments before. Wholly humiliated she nestled her head into his thighs seeking some comfort. As Bernice tried to contemplate how the whole event happened Maddox switched on the sound again, patting her in reassurance. Eventually, she got over it and returned to a seat where she could see the telly, escaping into the absurd situations being presented. One character's hair caught fire and she found it funny.

Her laughing seemed to annoy him and he switched off the box just as she was getting into it. Disappointed she was scared of what would come next. Maddox sighed as he got up and stepped over her to speak. 'It is time for you to go to bed' he said condescendingly. Her mouth instinctively opened to argue but he cut in 'get that bottom off the floor and into your bedroom now, I want you to do your nighttime routine; teeth; skin care; and whatever.' She stood outraged at being patronised like this but got up to stand expecting this to be his dismissal of her for the day.

Trying to walk away he grabbed her arm 'and then I shall join you as you have not had the opportunity to unpack my stuff' Sharply she inhaled irritated at how he spoke to her feeling beaten by his presence her whole life had changed in a matter of hours. She felt like the biggest bitch alive and hopeless, having not been instilled with the skills to deter this type of domination.

Sure, she was bullied at school but this was new territory, he was acting like he owned her. And she couldn't leave. Receiving what he said with a timid nod he released her and she went about preparing to go to bed. As she brushed her teeth in their spare bathroom he entered and performed the same task. Awkwardly she deposited her spit into the sink and exited, he followed after a couple of seconds.

As usual she got into bed, before the covers could be pulled over her body he snapped his fingers together again to capture her attention 'get out of the bed and strip' he demanded. Wordlessly she did this taking off her bed clothes, standing in front of him naked and cold under his judgmental gaze.

'Hmmm' he mused, pinching her nipple and then feeling for her clit like she wasn't actually a human but a statue 'you will do as my plaything. I think that we won't be doing much sleeping in this room as I like that my doll has it's personalised space' I nearly choked on the saliva in my mouth. She managed to squeeze in 'your what..?' this was met with a shush and he grabbed her shoulders turning her towards her bed. Getting cozy with her he used her as an object to cuddle and played with her pussy until she orgasmed. Her main umbrage came from the fact that he was still in a t-shirt and pants while she had no privacy or protection.

'goodnight' he whispered 'we will work more on behaviour tomorrow, is that clear?' she moaned and he giggled at his captives reluctance 'answer properly babyface' he hinted ominously. 'Yes sir' she said quietly, deciding that the only way to alleviate the threat he posed was to be a submissive as humanly possible.

So ashamed she closed her eyes. He kissed her several times, showering aggressive pecks on her face and chest.

After a while Maddox fell asleep and the prisoner in his arms tried to cry as quietly as possible.