Narissa came to with the room in complete darkness. When she tried to move her arms, she couldn't. They felt as if they were chained to the bedpost. She yanked with all her might, but to no avail. She twisted and fought to be free but only ending up making her wrists sore. How could Jake do this to her? What kind of monster was he, and how could she have been so stupid to fall for this man?
Her grandmother was right after all; men were heartless and only wanted only one thing. Hadn't Jake just proved that to her? "Help me, please. Somebody help me!" She called out knowing it was fruitless since Jake lived alone but perhaps his housekeeper would hear. Surely she would get some help from that avenue. She screamed at the top of her lungs, and continued to scream until her throat was raw.
The room felt cold all of a sudden. She was not wearing a stitch of clothing, and the stickiness between her legs was irritating. The room seemed to get colder by the minute, which prompted her to scream louder. If she didn't find some way out of her restraints, she would surely freeze to death. Narissa wondered of Jake had brought her here to kill her. So many questions ran through her mind. Narissa didn't want to die this way.
"Please someone help me." The room got colder yet, her teeth began to chatter and in her heart, she felt that she was about to die. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Why me, she thought to herself woefully. Her body became numb from the cold.
"Jake! Please let me go Jake!" She made one last effort. The lights were then flicked on. Jake walked in the room, wearing only a pair of jeans, showing off his well-muscled torso.
"Are you finished screaming yet angel?" He asked softly. His intense green eyes surveyed her admiringly. The look of possessiveness in his eyes made her cringe.
"Jake let me go. I promise I won't tell anyone about this. Please don't kill me." Narissa pleaded although the last thing she wanted was to beg this bastard for anything.
"Now why would you think that I would want to kill you? That's the last thing I want to do to you." He looked at her licking his lips.
"Then what else do you want from me? You've already had sex with me. Why do you have me cuffed to the bed?"
"You're wrong my dear, I haven't had nearly enough of you. Surely you know that once wasn't enough. Besides, it really isn't your place to question me, but you will learn your place soon enough. Now go back to sleep. You will need your rest. If you're quiet, I will adjust the temperature. This room's thermostat can go as low as zero. I had it specially made. Do you like it?" Narissa glared without answering. Jake chuckled at her flash of spirit. "Like I was saying, if you behave yourself, I will adjust the temperature, so you can be a little more comfortable. By the way, this room is very special indeed. I can hear and see your every move, so stop trying to break free of your restraints. You'll only end up hurting yourself."
Narissa had no choice really. She had to believe him or freeze to death. She didn't know why, but somehow she believed that he wouldn't kill her, or at least not yet. She leaned back on her pillow turning away from the sight of him. She felt sick to her stomach.
"Goodnight angel, sleep tight." He flipped the lights out once more leaving Narissa in darkness.
She laid in the darkness as quietly as she could. Even as she cried she tried to keep it down. Eventually, the room warmed up again, and she drifted off to sleep.
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Narissa woke up the next morning with a damp feeling between her legs. She looked down to find her legs cuffed at the ankles to the other two bedposts, and a strange woman was cleaning her thighs and vagina with a wet washcloth. She tried to flinch away but the woman clutched Narissa's thigh to still her. The woman looked to be in her early to mid-forties, with blue-black hair pulled tightly in a bun. She had the palest skin that Narissa had ever seen. The woman would have been quite beautiful if she didn't have such a severe expression on her face.
"Who are you?" Narissa croaked. Her throat was raw and dry.
"Mr. Daniels is out right now, but he will be back shortly. Are you hungry?" The woman asked in heavily accented English. Narissa couldn't quite place the accent but she noted that the woman didn't answer her question.
"Please help me. I am being held here against my will. Please help me out of these cuffs." Narissa cajoled. The woman didn't reply. She got up to leave. "I have been kidnapped. Don't leave me here like this." Narissa persisted.
"You are a very lucky girl. You would be wise not to make Mr. Daniels angry. I will bring you back something to eat." Then she left. Who the hell was that? Jake had claimed that he lived alone so why was that woman here?
Her arms ached from having them hanging for so long. She felt like crying but her well was dry. Somehow Jake was behind all of her mishaps, she was sure of it, and the thought made her want to throw up especially when she thought of all the things she allowed him to do to her. It filled her with disgust that she had responded to him like a whore.
The woman returned shortly with a plate of sandwiches. "I will unlock one of your cuffs so that you can eat." The strange woman explained doing just that.
