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He left me without another word. I looked around to see just a normal bedroom, most likely a spare with the lacking personality. Dust was collecting and everything was bland. My arms and legs were tied to a wooden chair that belonged to the desk in the corner. The only window was covered by thick curtains that deep purple color matched the blankets on the bedding.

Before I could breath in more of my surroundings, he returned. Pills sprawled on a silver tray gleaming harder than his toothy smile. I felt my eyes widen and my body lash out. "No... no" I stammered.


I looked up and his smile didn't fade. "Do I have to force these down your throat or will you swallow them like a good girl?"

I tilted my head to the side and felt my eyes widen. Do I fight or do I give up?

I spit right in his direction.

I may of missed but the satisfaction I felt was clear as the smile on my face.

He just chuckled but soon after he was done he took all the pills in his hand. He played with them, letting them roll around in his palm. My anxiety piled and I felt my body shake. He stepped closer and took another vise grip onto my hair. I clenched my mouth tight but he pulled me forward and slapped me across the face causing my jaw to slack. With that advantage he slipped the pills into my mouth and kept his hand over my mouth and pushing up to cause breathing out of my nose difficult.

"Swallow, swallow..." I closed my eyes and felt the bitterness of the pills on my tongue but refused to let them roll down my throat. I felt my vision start to blur as oxygen was getting scarce. "Would you rather pass out, princess? I'm sure I could think of some fun to be had with you while you're asleep..."

I swallowed fast and twitched slightly as his hands left me. He smiled and kissed my forehead as he parted from me.

He looked at my and tilted his head. "I'm doing to unbind you, the door is a dead bolt and if you want to try to escape... good luck." He said shaking his head side to side.

I watched his delicate hands untie the sharp rope from my limbs. I felt my eyes dilate and my adrenaline rush through my body. I was going to be freed, what a fucking idiot. When he was done he took a step back musing at my wild expression. I rushed forward, feeling ready to tear out his eyeballs from his skull, only to trip on my own legs that felt to be made out of wet paper. I fell forward and crumpling to the floor, cursing myself for my impulses. I attempted to outstretch my hands and rise to my knees but I was all too sluggish and loose. Gerald laughed and put his foot on my back causing me to fall under the pressure, allowing me to meet the wooden floor all over again. "F-fuck, you're sick." I said under my breath.

He laughed harder and pulled me off the floor. "Just you fucking wait." He pushed my heavy, useless body on the bed and strolled out. "I'll be back."

I watched the door slam behind him and tried to close my eyes. I wanted to understand what was going on in my body. What could he possibly of slipped me? Xanax? Benzos? That would explain my weak limbs and sleepy mind, but what were the other three pills? What would they do to me?

I stared off and let my mind wonder, knowing that no one would even notice my disappearance. I was a ghost in my own city and the fact was, Gerard knew exactly what he was doing, he wouldn't be so stupid as to let anyone suspect himself. He was a sick fuck and whatever was going to happen, he was going to get away with. I swallowed hard. I began rubbing my arms in an attempt to calm myself down. Electricity sparked in my body. My thoughts dulled. It felt better than expected. I felt my hands roam all over my body as if they weren't mine. I couldn't stop, I knew I should of. My thoughts completely were pushed aside. I couldn't think of anything more than wanting to touch myself and where I should move next. I felt my hands over my breasts, stomach, lower... lower. I felt so overwhelmingly out of control, my hands slide under the waist band of my skirt and rubbing myself just over my panties was making my head spin. "f-fuck." I tried hard to keep my panting down but I was an animal. Nothing could stop me.

Before I had time to register what was happening or making a conscious thought of what was happening to my body. He opened the door. I impulsively moved my hands closer to my torso but I knew he could see right through me. His eyebrows lifted and he moved closer to me. He stepped closer making my heart beat faster. My entire body was on fire, it needed to be touched. He needed to, he needed to feel me. My mouth slacked and my breathing became fierce as he sat next to me, letting his finger nails lightly scratch up and down my thighs.

How sick. My mind raced and I registered the pills were some sort of aphrodisiac, at least one of them had to be. I felt goosebumps run up my body, how could my own body betray me?

"How are you feeling darling? It seems you had a little bit of fun while I wasn't here. Did you think of me when you were-?" I cut him off with a whimper and tried to form words. "Fuck. you." He laughed hard. "Is that what you want?" I felt my eyes widen but couldn't form the words no. I knew I needed to. I should of.

He tilted his head and began to loom over me. His legs pinning me in, his arms holding him up. "Well, dear?..." he began balancing on one arm and using his other hand to rub my right hip. His touch was so much better than mine. He pulled in closer to my face and before his lips even grazed mine, I went in for it. I pushed my lips to his. Moving them frantically, loving the feeling of his lips mesh with mine. I could feel him laugh into the kiss. I couldn't care less though. His hands slip up my shirt, leaving his hands to circle, pinch and rub my hips, stomach, ribs, and finally my nipples. I moaned into his mouth, feeling my body shiver with pleasure, allowing him to slip his tongue in. Our tongues slid together as I felt his hand move further south. Everything was going so fast and my head was spinning. I felt like a rabid animal. I felt a fire inside, I felt so desperate. I needed this like an addict needed the substance that broke them, I was ruining and tarnishing my pride and spirit while succumbing to my demon. I felt so high and so panicked. He rubbed through my thin underwear and I couldn't help but buck my hips, rubbing harder and faster into his fingers, I wanted him to strip me, I wanted him inside of me. His hands couldn't keep up with the need I was feeling. He chuckled deep into my mouth and pulled away.

His hand went back to his side and he looked down at my drooped eyes. "Well that was fun, wasn't it? I should probably get g-"

"No, p-please, don't stop." I cried out.

I felt so belittled and I didn't even have the strength or mindset to resist. This is exactly what he wanted.

He tilted his head. "Oh, sweetie, you know I would lov-"

I pulled him in closer, kissing him with all I could. I was desperate, all I wanted was release. I needed it. I needed him.

He pulled away again leaving me feeling empty and looked deep into my eyes. Before he could say or open his mouth, I felt words rush out of my mouth, "Fucking, just, please, please..." His smile should of discouraged me, but I felt no more shame. None. The pills hazed all judgement.

"What was that?"

"Please, just please.. I need you to." I whimpered feeling my hips grind into his.

"What do you need me to do, baby?" He said kissing my forehead.

"I really need you to fuck me."