Hello everyone, I hope you all are doing fine. I was busy for few days, so I couldn't give time to writing, but I'm back now. Thank you to my all readers for reading my stories, and thank you for your support, I hope you will continue to support me and this is the 9th part of this story. Sorry for the inconvenience I have caused because of my writing. Please read the story from first.
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I woke up feeling cold, pulling blanket over myself. The rays of sunshine falling through the curtains straight on my eyes. My eyes opening slowly a pleasant smile spreading on my lips. I look around and then realise it was nothing more than a dream. I turn to side of my bed to find a note there. I read it and saw all the clothes and things in place.
I got up getting into shower, I moan out loud as I feel the warm water hitting my soft flesh. Making me moan and arch my back a little. After cleaning all of the stickiness off of me I got out of the shower. Drying myself and putting on the new fresh clothes. I sat on the small stool placed infront of the dressing, admiring myself when suddenly a knock on the big door startled me.
I near squealed out. Taking few breaths, "Who's there?" A man entered the room, with a tray of food. I was not hungry, I turned my back to that person, and looked out of the window.
Suddenly I felt a very hot breath right on my ear. I startled and turned to face that man. He was standing so close to me, I could see every small line on his face clearly now. Maybe this was the man who is known as Blaze, the one who arranged everything for me. Somehow I felt that I knew this man, but couldn't remember how. He understood that I was trying hard to remember. He took a step forward, as if decided I stepped back. I felt the cold glass of window on my back, causing shivers run down my spine.
The man leaned down and whispered, "Look little girl as I said yesterday, I'm not going to harm you, just wish your daddy give me the thing I need then done. You can go home early, but till then you have to eat well, take rest and keep yourself occupied." He said while leaning back, and walking back to the trolley of food. he filled a plate and full glass of orange juice.
As it was in my bones, I didn't even moved a muscle. He chuckled a little and walked towards me. Placing the filled plate on the table. I was still pressed against the window. He leaned down and whispered right next to my ear, "Drink. Or I have countless ways to make you eat and drink." He leaned back after he was done talking. I was still stubborn to my decision.
He shrugged and took a sip if orange juice and before I could react he pressed his lips against mine. My tongue getting showered in juice, my palms placed over his shoulders, I pulled on his shirt causing few buttons to break and expose half of his chest. I successfully pushed him away, or let's say he let me. My lips were still wet from the kiss and juice. I was on verge of crying, holding in back.
"I'll not eat anything. I want to go home." I said with a strict tone. He shrugged and exited the room, he returned again. This time he had ropes with him, I tried to run and hide in bathroom, but before I could even move he caught me and tied me to a chair.
Wiggling and squirm I looked up at him. He picked the piece of bacon, I kept my mouth shut tight. As if he knew he pinched my nose, even after trying my best I felt pangs of pain going through my lungs, forcing me to open my mouth. He stuffed the piece in and pinched my lips shut.
I was a little terrified by now. Because he do what he wants or need, gears of thoughts started running in my mind.
He knelt infront of me and slowly leaned in, looking into my eyes he whispered softly, "Look if you don't have your breakfast now then you keep me no way but to take you. I hope you know what 'Take you' means." His fingers started slowly climbing on my inner thigh towards my wetness.
