There were muffled voices, but one preceded over them, and within a short moment, it all died out and the door was locked.
Foot steps lingered, circling me, I could feel him, I could perceive the scent, it was a familiar one.
My head kept hurting as flash backs relapsed back and forth, I must have been dragged inside the seemingly hot and red-dark room.
The figure stood over me with a short but persistent growl.
I finally was able to take snaps of my environment and the condition that I had been put upon by my kidnappers.
"Wh—" my strength was just as powerful as a waterproof.
"Save your strength for the main course…" he said with an angry tone.
"What have you done to me?" Once I realized that I had been tied on a chair, I started struggling, and that was when my breath went up, hesitantly and with a violent kick.
"I said, save your breath for the main course!" He yelled at me, throwing glasses on the ground.
He must have been hoarding a personal grudge against me? I screamed out of fear, pleading for mercy instantly. "Please! Please, I have done nothing wrong, please let me go, I beg you"
"This is where you belong…" this time, presenting a calm but strong tone.
"No please— what do you mean?"
"Look at me you bitch!" He yelled at me, stamping his hands on the chair, sending me into a shiver. I didn't want to look at his face, what if he killed me if I saw his face?
With my trembling body, I raised my head to meet the bloodshot eyes and vengeful face of Matt Jones.
"Matt!" I screamed.
"Yes?! Does it feel like I'm your worst nightmare now? The guilt? Is it building up well enough? Is it crawling up your skin?! Is it infecting you blood vessels yet?"
"Matt— I swear, I — I don't know what you're talking about, I haven't done anything wrong!"
"Of course you do! You think I don't know all that happened while I was gone?! You think you can decieve me!? You brat!"
"Matt you must be on drugs, I haven't —"
"Huh?!" He slapped me with his strong palm and my cheek was reddened and embodied with the lines of his palm, so hot and painful that I cried.
"Please leave me alone, what did I do to you?! Please why are you doing this to me?..."
He scoffed. "Dare to open your slutty mouth and talk shit again? Mmm?" That was when I realized that something was definitely wrong, if not everything.
I sobbed along with constant gulps, afraid of letting my tongue slip.
He exhaled heavily and looked into my eyes. "You know what? I should just get done with you anyways, you've proven how useless you are anyways."
"Huh? Are you letting me go?" I asked hopefully, being an idiot.
He smiled like a thug and looked beside the bed side where a stainless tray laid with a filled syringe.
He took it and looked at me, sending nervous waves to my body. I felt like screaming my lungs out! "No no no no!! No Matt! Please don't do this! I beg of you, I can't stand another dose—" before I could finish my protest, he already got the needle into my skin.
"Oh no…" I was going to collapse… I was going to freely die… I felt my spirit leaving my body, with my heart jumping out of my stomach with the faint beating of my heart.
Matt scoffed. "Another dose? That would be a waste of drug… do you know how much these costs? And how hard they are to come by? I injected a relief dose which should start working anytime soon."
Of course I was relieved. I felt my whole self coming back, and a heavy exhale emerged. "Are you really letting me go? —" turning puppy eyes, as If it would change his mind. "Please…"
He chuckled under his breath and shook his head in disbelief. "You still have the guts…" he unbuttoned his shirt dropped it aside, immediately zipping down his trousers. He was only left with his white boxer short with his dick straining against it.
I gasped for breathe at the sight of his figure, and his hot and irresistible body. But what was he going to do?
"What are you trying to do, Matt?"
"What I should have done a long time ago!"
"No, no no, you can't. Why did you inject me with a relief dose? You think I would just let you and not run off?"
"I did that because it's pointless, plus, both you and I know how much weak you are, and I would love to see you struggle as I fuck your asshole!" In his eyes were danger, and the need for evil, a dreary hunger written over his face to his voice.
I was a goner, there was nothing i could do…restless in the middle of my destruction and on the verge of tearing down from his threat, my eyes went to the clock and I noticed that it had been 24 hours since my kidnap… and the contract was over.
"If you touch me you're going to jail! Our contract ended yesterday! I am a free woman now …" suddenly I had this courage I have never had before, and I stood up. "You can't do anything to me anymore. I'm no longer yours, no longer tied down by you. My freedom has come"
He shook his head and closed the gap between us, I stood firm, even though my legs were crippling out, and my heart beating against my ribcage, with my faltering lips.
"And who told you that?"
"It's— it's— what's in the book—" I stammered.
"Well, unfortunately for you, you disobeyed me while the contract was still active…"
"Huh? What are you talking about?!"
"What was his name? Kale! Yes, and my very own cousin…" he held my hand, releasing it immediately to feel my face… my body was heated up and with bitter sweats.
How did he know about Kale?! Oh my god! I was finished. I moaned as he grabbed my head, pulling by my hair and with an angry growl, he tore my top. "Are you still a virgin now! Huh?!" He slapped me to the bed and turned me over, striping off my clothes at once.
"I'm still a Virgin! I didn't do anything with Kale, I swear, I didn't fuck him" I started crying with my little struggles, obviously weak, but strong to me.
"Don't fucking lie to me again! Bitch!" He slapped me again and brought out his erected hefty cock. "I'm going to destroy your holes today and you will forever remember this day!"
"Matt I swear I'm still a virgin, please! —" he restrained my arms and slid right through after wetting his cock with his saliva, and I moaned loudly, didn't know when I said "he only fucked me in the ass!"
I didn't want to lose my virginty like that. Matt Jones destroyed my life that day, and I couldn't save myself.
I was weak and useless and didn't even have the guts to further defend and fight for my self.
But was I really innocent? Did he ruin my innocent?
Matt Jones let off a deep satisfying exhale as he zipped up his trouser, with an irritating but satisfying look on his prize, laying on the bed like a lifeless chicken.
He had taken his time, with all sorts of movements, slow and fast, and treated me like a common slave girl whose only purpose served being raped and tortured as her masters please.
"I told you, didn't I?"
He had already done what he wanted to do, he got what he wanted, I had no reason to even look at him, to talk of replying to him. I was done for, he could make me his sex slave for all I care.
But that conviction changed immediately when I heard him talk about Kale.
"Didn't I? " He asked, but I relented. He chuckled. "No matter. I'm sure he's having a good time in heaven"
"You've got what you wanted, let him be" I said effortlessly, harbouring cold and painful tears which wouldn't stop rolling down.
"Of course. Not like I'm going to kill him again, haha" he smiled and reached for his shirt.
My heart was pierced with a heavy and painful spear as my mind moved to process what he meant… no, he didn't…
"Huh?" I gulped, my weak body was pressurised into a tremble. My body went cold…
"I told you… I'ld kill any man who touches you."
"Oh no, no…" I cried with the little strength left in me, giving it all away, until I was unable to raise my head.
"Just kill me…" I sobbed. "Kale, Kale… no, please tell me you didn't"
"Why do you think my dearest cousin, Halen, is no where to be found? If you see her, tell her that big brother Matt desires that she keeps running, because once I set my eyes on her, she would be taking her last breath on earth."
So Halen didn't leave me, she ran away from her cousin? If he would go extra miles, including killing the only guy I ever loved, then I was sure as hell not going to giving him the maximum satisfaction.
"Don't worry, you're free to go, I won't harm you, again… only if you keep submitting to me and always do as I say. I'll have one of the drivers drive you home. And keep your mouth shut."
He turned around to leave, but halted halfway to the door knob. "No, stay… but if you insist, is alright. I'm sure you would love to have me again" he smirked bitterly— to me, and walked out of the room.