Damsel in Distress P13. Ending

Who is supposed to be my friend? …

And…

Actually love me?  According to him…

He reaches in to hug me…

I don’t fight it…

He embraces me tightly…

And warped enough, lovingly I guess…

For about 10 minutes this continues…

Words of endearment…

Caressing my hair…

I barely move or breathe for that matter…

Freezing cold…

The warmth of the hug feels good…

Bringing my body back to life…

Feeling a bit of vigor return…

Suddenly…

This feeling overwhelms me…

The urge to hug him back…

I find the energy to lift my arms and wrap them over his shoulders…

He sighs…

“I’m so glad you’re not angry with me”, he says with relief…

I nod my head no…

Squeeze him tightly…

He revels in the hug…

Kiss him on his cheek…

Then, in one fast sweep…

I grab his neck with both hands…

Step back and pull his neck down…

With all my strength, I knee him in his groin, bring his head further down and knee him in his skull…

Knocking him out completely…

Falling to the ground with one big thump…

“Fucker!” I say with anger…

He lay there lifeless…

“Motherfucker!” I scream, as I kick him in his side…

“Who the hell do you think you’re messing with?”…

“Nobody brings me down, without self-inflicting debris!!!”…

“Bitch Ass Motherfucker!!! Take that! …

I pace back and forth…

Ranting to myself…

I somehow gain my composure back…

First things first…

I need clothes! …

I unbutton his shirt…

Roll him around enough and pull it off from him…

Dress myself in it…

I want to just dump him in the river…

I contemplate…

He would definitely drown…

Serves him right! …

I start to drag his body…

I can barely do it; I’m so weak right now…

Drag his body over by the poles, as best I could…

No…

He’ll suffer more this way…

Tied up both his writs to each pole…

In case he comes to…

There will be no repeat, of any kind of anything tonight! …

What next? …

I reach in his pockets for a phone…

He has got to have a phone…

Yes! …

I find it…

I think to myself…

I have to do this…

Courage…

Be tough…

I’m sorry, my friend…

But…

You are no friend! …

Your turn…

To live in a horror story…

I dial 911…

It rings…

“911, how may I help you?”…

Pause…

Take in a deep breathe…

“Yes, I’d like to report a crime”….

Damsel in Distress P12.

And rubs her intensely…

“Yeah, just like that! Get ready for me”, he demands…

Grabbing himself with his right hand…

My ass with his left…

He guides him in…

Thrusting…

Ardently….

Shifting my body with his…

As he does his deed…

Myself…

Listless, detached and numb…

For the first time in my life…

Coming with no enthusiasm…

No passion…

No noise! …

“My sweet, you feel amazing! Just like I imagined you would!”…

He grunts…

Breathing heavy…

Thrusting faster now…

“I just can’t contain myself any longer!”…

Releases his load…

Moaning loudly of his pleasure…

Embraces me tightly…

Seeming to not want to let go…

Stood with me, in me…

For five minutes…

“Okay, games over”, he reveals…

He bends down and begins to untie my ankle…

“I could never hurt you. This was just a prank! “ He says…

In shock…

Not believing what I’m hearing…

Words echoing in my mind…

Concept bouncing around…

Fog somewhat lifting…

I look at him again, brows frowning…

 A look of questioning…

“What?” I ask…

“My sweet, this was just a prank. I needed to show you that I could be spontaneous and naughty. All those things you thought I wasn’t”, he nervously laughs…

Both ankles untied…

He migrates to my wrists…

“A joke? You’re really just playing around with me?” I question him…

“Yes. Yes, I know I got a bit carried away. The empowerment over you was intoxicating. I lost control, I admit. I’m sorry if I scared you!” He pleads…

“You forgive me right? I’ll make it up to you!”…

“Are you turned on? As I am right now?” He asks…

I’m frozen, exhausted, hurting, bleeding and just numb…

I don’t know what to say or how to respond to this man…

Damsel in Distress P11.

I look down…

Watching…

His face now covered in my blood…

Biting more and more…

Hungered somehow…

I now see Bill…

Dark…

His bites telling the tales for his soul…

Horror…

Filling my heart…

He reaches caramel…

Mortified, I squirm…

He grabs my ass and then consumes her in all his glory…

Squeezing my cheeks to hold me in place…

He eats me, licks me, sucks me…

As if we were lovers…

Anger completely dissipating…

He is basically making love to me now…

Orgasms begin to sweep her…

My core responding to the act…

But somehow, I find the strength not to show him…

That he in fact can please me…

No words of love come from my lips…

No sounds of excitement or pleasure touch his ears…

My naked, dangling, almost lifeless body…

Just hangs there…

“Oh my sweet, I love you so much” he says…

He stands up eagerly…

Light in his eyes…

That I haven’t seen in his eyes, until now…

Bulge protruding from his pants…

He grabs my face with both hands…

And kisses me…

“You’re going to enjoy this as much as I am”…

I don’t respond…

He whips out his organ…

Slightly lifted off the ground, with the way I’m tied…

He easily can maneuver how he wants to take me…

“I will have from the front, so I may see your eyes respond to me”, he states…

“Did you hear me?” he asks…

Looking down, I still don’t respond…

Grabs my chin and angles my face so that I am looking directly at him…

Emotionless …

“I said that I love you”…

He looks into my eyes…

They look back at him blankly…

“I care for nothing right now”, I reply…

“Oh my sweet, don’t say that! “, he desperately responds…

“You’ll feel different after this”…

Grabs caramel…

Damsel in Distress P8.

What the fuck am I doing on Ellis? Stranded no less! …

I start to wiggle and wiggle, but to no avail…

“There’s no point in struggling. My victims never escape”, says a voice from the shadows ahead...

I stop my panic…

Relieved, that I am not alone…

Yet scared, of what’s to come…

A dark shadow of a man proceeds to walk towards me…

I squint my eyes to focus on him…

Doesn’t work…

It’s too dark…

The sky is lite from a crescent moon…

More dark than light…

The river brings forth…

It’s nemeses…

The wind…

Briskly whipping at me…

My dress barely keeping me warm…

Nipples hard from the cold…

His steps are silent…

The grass masks the noise…

I start to relax my breathing…

I need to keep my wits about me…

I’m fucking scared…

This is like out of a horror novel…

I close my eyes…

Maybe I’m dreaming…

I say out loud, “This isn’t real. It’s not happening”…

“My sweet, this is definitely happening”, he coldly states…

I recognize the voice…

“Bill, is that you?” I ask pleadingly…

“My name is Roap. As in the rope you’re tied with and I’m going to strangle you with tonight”…

“Bill, let me go! This isn’t even remotely funny. This isn’t a cool joke to play on me. Damn you!!! Let me go!!!” I demand…

Finally, within a few feet of me…

All dressed in black…

Eyes glaring at me…

Fiercely cold…

“What the fuck is going on?” I scream…

“No one can hear you, save your energy”, he snidely replies…

“I will first have you, before I kill you”…

“Yeah okay, if you say so” I huff and puff…

He pulls out a blade…

A large butcher knife…

Moves in close…

“You will no longer ignore me, tease me or make me feel worthless”…

“My love for you has gone unnoticed long enough!”…

“Ha! You love me? You don’t know what the fuck love is! “…

I pause…

Damsel in Distress P10.

“Yeah my sweet, I can still feel your moisture through my glove. You are just a hot piece of ass, ready to take it at anytime”, he says with excitement…

I feel so ashamed and so angry at the same time…

Pulls his hand away and grabs the knife again…

Starts below…

Then goes back up…

Putting pressure, he pierces flesh…

Cutting along as he moves upward…

The pain is horrible…

It’s superficial but it hurts still…

He’s showing me I’ve lost control…

I feel throbbing and numbness at the same time…

From behind…

He cuts my panty and yanks it off…

He starts to caress me along my back…

I’m glad he has gloves on…

The thought of his bare hands touching my skin, would drive me insane…

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”…

“For you, my sweet?”…

I nod my head…

Left hand still on my throat…

“Too long! I need to savor this the right way”…

Releases my neck…

I gasp…

Take a deep breathe…

He pulls off his gloves and tosses them…

Embraces me…

Caressing and grabbing at me…

Pressing the side of his face against my back…

Lips rubbing against me…

From deep within me, I could not hold back…

The tears, that came streaming down my face…

Like a small waterfall…

I tried hard to hold back from crying…

But then, the sobs took over…

I started to hyperventilate…

I knew now, this was no joke…

Never thinking that one day my demise…

Would end like a story of a crime…

He continued in his quest…

I continued in my stormy state of mind…

Completely in a fog…

Almost oblivious to his actions…

It seemed less painful this way…

He walks around…

Grabs my face and kisses me forcefully…

I don’t reciprocate…

He continues to kiss me anyway…

Groping some more…

He licks and bites me…

Damsel in Distress P9.

“You are a worthless excuse for a man! You wouldn’t know love if it slapped you in the face.  No wonder you can’t hold onto a woman. You have some deep unresolved anger issues that have just fucked you up in the head!” …

With zeal…

I spit in his face…

He wipes his face with his black glove…

Fist slaps me so hard…

I almost lose consciousness again…

Blood drips from my mouth…

Quickly taking his blade…

His arm swings towards me…

I close my eyes…

Waiting to feel the cold blade penetrate my flesh…

I hear a tear…

He cuts through my dress vigorously…

With pent up rage…

In shock…

I just stare at him…

Pulls off the dress…

Throws it to the side…

Leaving me in my panty and heels…

“Coward”, I mumble…

He walks around me in circles…

Examining me…

“Wait, something’s missing”…

Pulls out the comb holding my hair up…

Runs his fingers through my hair…

Cascades it over my shoulders just so…

“Very nice, indeed”, he whispers…

As he leans into my ear to say it…

Licks my neck…

Standing from behind me…

He reaches for my neck and grabs tight, with his left hand…

Barely able to breath…

I don’t struggle…

I still can’t believe this is happening to me…

Presses his body against mine…

I can feel his hard on…

Blade in his right hand…

Begins to stroke the tip along my chest…

And works his way down my stomach…

To my sweet spot…

Caramel…

Takes the knife and places it between his teeth…

With glove on hand…

Goes into my panty and rubs her…

I moan…

She responds as usual…

Her nature…

Taking his middle finger, he jams it in her…

I grunt…

Damsel in Distress P7.

 

We consume the champagne quickly…

I feel lightheaded…

I may have drank it too fast…

I also didn’t eat much for dinner…

My head starts to swirl…

And the limo feels like it doing three sixties…

Suddenly…

I black out…

When I come to…

I realize I have a horrible headache…

Opening my eyes even hurts…

Feeling groggy…

He must have put something in my drink! ...

Why would he have done that? ...

I go to rub my eyes…

And I can’t…

My hands are tied…

My legs as well…

What? …

Between two poles…

I panic…

What the hell just happened? …

Looing around, I don’t see anyone…

I start to scream…

“Hellooooo, is anyone out there?” …

“Help!!!!”I scream…

My chest feels heavy…

My heart is racing…

I can feel the adrenaline in my veins…

I swing my arms and legs best I can in an attempt to loosen the ropes…

Nothing…

Tears start to fall from eyes…

I start weeping…

Through my tears I see…

Manhattan? It’s across the river? …

Where am I? …

I look around…

Behind me is an abandoned building…

Red and white brick…

Lots of windows…

Large ones…

Top ones covered in mesh wiring…

Most of them are broken and shattered…

I can’t see past the building…

Looks like I’m in back of whatever building this is…

A dark body of water…

That seems to disappear into nothing…

Disoriented…

I stop to think…

Oh my god, it just dawned on me! …

This must be Ellis Island! …

Damsel in Distress P6.

 

“You look ravishing tonight. Good enough to devour”, he says…

His voice deeper then normal and almost eerie…

Not amused by his demeanor…

I giggle nervously…

“Oh Bill, you silly man ”…

He grabs a remote and turns on the radio…

Never taking his eyes off me…

He manages to find a jazz station…

He loves jazz…

“Perfect, sets the tone and matches my mood”, he whispers…

“Champagne, my sweet?”…

“That sounds lovely, I need to relax a bit”, I reply…

He goes to the bar and grabs a chilled bottle and proceeds to open it…

While he’s doing that I proceed to ask him…

“Where are we going anyway?”…

“The city” he replies…

“The city? Where in the city?”…

“No where in particular, maybe drive along the water”…

“That’s okay right? Thought we’d take advantage of the limo and enjoy each other’s company”, he asks…

“Yeah, I guess. Just a bit surprised is all. Not like you to do such surprises”…

“You’re, usually more”, I pause…

“Predictable?” he asks…

“Yes, I’m sorry”, I plead…

“No need to be. You’re absolutely right!”…

“I’m a creature of habit”, he replies almost sadly…

“Predictable is good. It makes me trust you so much more”, I say sincerely…

Placing enthusiasm behind my voice…

I would never want to break Bill's heart…

He pours the champagne…

Moves towards me…

Hands me my glass…

Sits down next to me…

“Let’s enjoy this ride”, he states…

“Sounds wonderful!”…

I raise my glass…

“To the sweetest of friends” I say, with pride…

“Cheers”, he says…

He puts his arm around me…

I cuddle along his chest and get comfy…

Tilt my head back a bit…

Resting on his shoulders…

Relax and sip my champagne…

As we drive through New York City…

We’re quiet for a bit…

The landscape is beautiful at night…

The lights…

The skyscrapers…

Damsel in Distress P5.

 

The lighting was perfect …

Two televisions…

I sit on the couch and slide down to the end…

Bill gets in…

I lift my legs up and stretch them out on the couch…

Crossing them…

Lift my arms and spread them out along the cushions…

Limo pulls away from the curb…

The ride begins…

I completely lose myself in this atmosphere…

Not paying attention to him…

Looking through the windows…

“Excuse me for one second babe”, he says…

Moves up towards the driver…

Exchanges a few words with him…

Driver nods his head…

Turns around and looks at me…

Presses a lever…

And the tinted privacy window goes up…

Separating us from the driver…

Secluding us completely…

He moves his way towards me…

Sits on the couch…

Grins at me…

I smile…

Scans my body…

“Can I just say? You look luscious tonight?” …

“Thank you, I feel luscious”, I reply…

Looks at my body again…

Starts at my feet…

“Your shoes are hot! Almost dangerous looking”…

Lift my dress to expose my leg…

Lift my leg and twirl my feet back and forth…

Showing off the shoe…

Slowly works his way up…

My hips…

Stops at my caramel center…

They linger there…

I sense…

A danger…

How can that be? I think…

Probably just nerves…

Haven’t seen Bill in ages…

Animalistic…

My senses…

Like they’re warning me to flee…

I ignore it…

His gaze intense and still penetrating…

I feel hot there…

I cross my legs as a nervous reaction…

His eyes now wander upward to my breasts…

He’s making me feel self-conscious now…

Damsel in Distress P4.

 

Hair loosely wrapped up with a comb…

Ringlets hanging loosing around the frame of my face…

Taking long strides…

So I can reach him quickly…

Dress blowing…

Feels refreshing…

Cross the street…

As I get close to the curb…

I hear his voice…

“Caramel, over here”, he yells…

I look around in the direction of the voice…

But, I don’t see him…

“Caramel, by the limo”, he yells again…

He standing inside the limo…

 Half his body out, from the sunroof…

I wave back to acknowledge him…

Silly man…

A limo? …

He disappears into the limo…

Pops out through the door…

Big grin on his face…

As I approach him…

Opens his arms wide…

I smile…

“Bill, how are you?”…

“I’m terrific now that you’re here in person”, he replies…

I open my arms and reach for him…

We give each other a big hug…

He lifts me up and twirls me around…

My legs almost hitting other people…

I laugh…

“Bill!!!”…

“What babe? Can’t a guy have a little fun with his favorite girl?” he responds…

Puts me down…

I almost fall over myself…

“You alright there? “ he asks…

“Of course, silly”

“Great, let’s go! In the limo you go”, he demands…

“Why the limo? And why did I come to pick you up, if you had a car service?” I ask…

“I wasn’t aware I’d have a limo, but since I do let’s enjoy it”, he says…

“Okay, sounds good”…

I climb in…

It’s beautiful inside…

Curved leather couch on left side…

Elongated bar on the right side…

They meet on the end towards the rear…

The windows are long and panoramic…

Center of the ceiling covered in mini lights like look like stars…

Along the border of the ceiling mini high-hat lights…

Damsel in Distress P3.

 

A few times I almost went over the edge…

And joined the mile high club…

Sort of…

But I paced myself…

And kept a slow burn going…

Which I can still feel now…

Mmmm, so good…

The sensual energy is like fuel…

Your photo…

Delicious…

I have to say again darling…

You are so beautiful…

The photo was sexy…

Captivating…

Can’t wait to see you…

Hear your voice…

Your voice is so damn sexy too…

Xoxoxox…

Ohhh, Bill…

How he makes me smile…

Almost to the airport…

Timing should be perfect…

By the time he gets his luggage…

And I arrive at the airport…

No downtime…

Ping…

Another text…

Where are you? …

Just pulling into the airport…

I text back…

I have a surprise…

Park your car in the terminal…

Why would I do that? I think …

How are we supposed to get back? …

I reply, why? …

He responds, just trust me…

Okay, no problem…

Hmmm…

What is he up to? …

I find a good parking spot pretty quickly…

I walk towards the terminal…

Very breezy right now…

Didn’t feel like this when I left the house…

I’m wearing a black long cotton halter dress…

Long open side slits…

Legs exposed…

Antiqued brass studding around the frame of the waist and top of the dress…

Five inch heals…

Strappy…

With studs also…

Wicked naughty looking…

Damsel in Distress P2.

 

Your peak…

Which…

Must come …

From the tongue swirling…

To the lower lip Twirling…

Around the center of your pop…

In the center of my caramel…

Until we share the dessert…

The sweet gooey filling…

Of our beings…

Mmmmm…

Delicious…

I’ll be waiting for you at the airport…

Phew! …

Don’t know what made me leave him such a naughty text…

Got hot just writing it…

Okay…

So I wanted him to get revved up before seeing me…

He’s going to be so hot and bothered…

I’m going to take full advantage of him…

And…

I attached a cute photo…

Puckering…

I have…

Pouting lip syndrome…

I can’t help it…

Anyway…

That was yesterday…

My time with him is almost here…

On my way to the airport now, to pick him up…

Bill is the sweetest man you’ll you ever meet…

Even keeled…

Just goes with the flow…

One thing to know about him…

No ego…

No anger and rage type drama…

Never wants to add stress…

What else can I say? …

Never any surprises out of him…

Ping…

Message from Bill…

I hope he’s not late…

I’m almost there…

Hey you…

Just wanted to let you know that I landed…

Safe and sound…

I kept reading your note…

Amongst, the other naughty notes you’ve left me…

It was so good, and hot…

More of the same reaction…

With occasional turbulence…

It was a hot way to spend the flight…