Hi my little Petunias,
Thank you so much for ALL of my feedback from my first chapter! I was so excited to have comments and see people were interested! I'm doing my best with the storyline and I took all of the comments seriously. I'd like to flush out the story in the next chapter a bit more and answer some of the questions. Saying that I'm still not a professional writer and am really writing this for the sexy parts so please be patient if you feel that I'm pushing my narrative too hard. (Working on getting an editor).
I started doing this as a way to hopefully open up about the deep shame I feel about needing this type of sex to be satisfied. Hopefully learn to love that part of myself as much as I love the rest of myself.
Let your freak flag fly!!!!
Happy reading!
Love,
Missliterotica
Chapter 2:
I woke up alone. The blinds were closed so I wasn't sure what time it was. Based on how much sun was around the edges of the blinds I'd slept in till around 10am.
I sat up and walked over to the bathroom. I noticed when I came out that the man had left another shirt out for me to wear. It was still too big for me but I thought beggers can't be choosers I guess. I gave my hair and teeth a brush and then I walked out of the bedroom and through the house towards the kitchen.
As I got closer to the kitchen I could smell something amazing! Something that I hadn't had in years! It smelled like coffee! I can't believe he has coffee.
When I slipped quietly into the kitchen, I hoped he wasnt there. But he was. He looked up as I went in and smiled when he saw his shirt on me. I blushed hard and my pussy was already betraying me and getting wet. Ugggggh why am I like this!? He was wearing another button up white dress shirt tucked into dress pants. He's so hot I thought to myself shamefully.
"Good morning. Coffee?" he asked. I nodded and he pulled out a mug for me.
I sat down at the island as he slid the mug across towards me. I said, "Thank you" quietly.
"Wow, she speaks even when I'm not fucking her" he laughed. I blushed harder and looked away. "In all seriousness, you're going to have to talk to me at some point" he said.
"I just don't really know what you want me to say" I replied.
"Well, I was hoping to get to know you a bit today and finish that tour that I promised. You were pretty tuckered out last night" he chuckled.
I could barely look at him but I thought that I better get used to it, I'm only going to get a chance to get away if I can pay attention to what's happening around me. I was very thrown off by how relaxed he was being with me. Maybe while he's relaxed I can trick him into telling me how to escape.
"Alright," I said, "well lets get this tour going while this coffee breathes life back into my soul". I stood up indicating I was ready.
He laughed, "I'm happy I paid so much for you". I immediately went sombre and looked back down at my coffee. Why would he say that? It made me so angry to think that someone paid money for me. Was I just cattle? My inner feminist reared her ugly head and I was angry.
"Oh no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring that up. I actually want to have a good relationship with you and I guess bringing that up isn't helpful huh?" he asked trying to make the conversation a bit lighter. I didn't say anything in response and just let him feel bad. He didn't deserve for me to make him feel better about what he did. A thought occurred to me at this moment however, I've done a lot of really bad things to survive too. If he knew what I'd done to survive, he wouldnt want me. Wait a minute, why do I care if he wants me? And that's when I knew I was doomed and needed to get out of there as soon as possible. The man had fucked emotional attachment back into me. This was really bad. I need to get out of here.
"Can you give me that tour now?" I asked him quietly. "Sure", was all he said in response.
He started off with the patio off the kitchen where he had a pretty large patio looking out on the inlet below. It looked like he had a staircase to go down but the stairs were up and operated on some kind of machine. Shit, I'll have to figure out a way to get him to show me how it works. There was no other way off the patio because it rested on a rock foundation and the jump down would be too far. Additionally and perhaps the hardest part of using that as an escape is that I'm terrified of heights. I was already too afraid to go near the edge as it is, let alone climbing down.
"Did you want to go to the edge and see the view?" He asked me curiously. I had been hanging back from the railing because I was really nervous about my reaction. I shook my head lightly and stayed where I was. My heart started beating a little harder.
"You don't have to be afraid of the edge you know, it's perfectly safe. And I'll stand with you the entire time okay?" He reached his hand out towards me and tugged me over to the edge. I dug my heels in a bit but I let him bring me to the edge. I figured that I'd look quickly and it would be over. He put his hand on my lower back and pushed me to the railing. I put my hands up on the railing to hold myself back from it. I felt him shift himself behind me. And put his hands on the outside of mine on the railing. I shivered when I felt his breath on my neck.
"Are you afraid baby?" he whispered in my ear. He pushed my body another inch towards the railing. I shifted on my feet back and forth. He took advantage of my movement and pressed his hips to my ass. I could feel my t-shirt lifting up my thighs a little. I suddenly remembered that I wasn't wearing any panties. I felt myself getting turned on by his close proximity. I saw his right hand lift off the railing and raise towards me. He pulled the hair off of my neck. I broke out in goosebumps all over my body and leaned my head back to give him better access. My body was on fire and my pussy was burning for his touch. I was so ashamed of how easily he could make my body react to him. He was just so hot and I've never been able to control myself with men like him. I have such a weakness for strong dominant men. I could feel his body heat behind me and I shivered again.
"Don't worry baby, I'll protect you" he whispered softly in my ear. I felt his mouth on my neck and I moaned aloud. He started kissing my neck while he leaned over me and crowded me into the railing. His mouth opened and I felt his tongue on my throat. I pressed my ass against his cock and could feel his hips push even harder into me until it bordered on pain against the railing. The slight pain just turned me on more and I twisted my hips to rub his cock. He growled when I rolled my hips and he all of a sudden stepped back from me.
"I'm going to have to keep better control around you. Something about you pushes my fucking buttons though" he said from behind me. I shivered from the raw lust I heard in his voice. It sounded like he was barely holding himself back from fucking me right there. I could feel my pussy dripping wet and rubbed my damp thighs together.
He watched my thighs under his shirt shift and growled. I whimpered pathetically and looked away. He ran his hands through his hair and shook it. He turned his back on me and said "alright, well let's finish this tour at least". I followed him back inside.
We headed back in and he showed me the 2 other bedrooms, which had their own ensuite bathrooms. I rolled my eyes at that. There are people in the apocalypse who don't have water to drink and yet this place has a full plumbing system, a water heater and apparently limitless water from the inlet.
"Where is everyone else you told me about? The other mercenaries?" I asked him.
"They're in a different compound from us, you don't need to worry about them" he answered. I made a mental note that he didn't want me to know much about the set up of the compound or where the other mercenaries were. I wondered if there were even any other mercenaries here or a compound. Maybe he only told me that to deter me from trying to escape. The goons who took me didn't mention a compound and they wouldn't have wanted to rob a whole compound right? Keeping that in mind, he continued the tour.