Dangerous Games

Chapter 9

ROBIN

The knocking turned incessant.

I watched as Gage's body was on alert, he turned to look at me. And for the first time, I noticed how hauntingly dark his eyes were, they pierced dangerously through mine, warning me against making a sound.

It could be the authorities. I started to scream but he was quick when he tore a paper from the magazine and stuffed it inside my mouth. There was warning shining in his eyes, his fingers dug painfully hard into my cheeks. "If you make a single sound, I'll fuck you up real bad, do you understand me?"

The tone in his voice told me he wasn't joking. I nodded. Heck, I was having a hard time distinguishing reality from the game.

Were we still playing? Maybe the game stopped the minute he picked me up, and he was giving me the illusion that I was in control of everything when in reality, I was most likely screwed.

With deft hands, he pulled out the butt-plug still lodged inside me,I winced ashe proceeded to dress me up in his discarded t-shirt. Then he picked me up easily into his arms and walked towards the giant vintage wardrobe. My heart hammered against my chest when he threw open the doors and tossed me roughly inside. The faint smell of old wood and fabric detergent entered my nostrils.

I landed on my ass, the sting biting into my skin. I spat out the ball of paper. "Master! No...I hate the dark..."

"What did I say about not uttering a word?"

I went up on my knees. "Please..."

He scrunched up another ball, a bigger one, forced my mouth open, and nudged it inside. "Spit it out and I'll choke you to death. I'llmake it slow so I can watch you get tortured. I can promise you I'll have fun doing that."

He shut the door behind him leaving me in complete darkness.

It felt like being shut inside a coffin.

I was hyperventilating. I tried to claw at the wardrobe.

Was he really trying to kill me?

I whispered his name. I was going to suffocate to death.

Don't panic!

I swallowed the saliva gathering in my mouth, it was probably mixed with my tears. "Gage...let me out of here."

When I heard the door open of the entrance, I inched closer.

The wardrobe doors creaked, and I had to thank my lucky stars when there was a small opening. I stayed where I was and peeked through the gap.

I watched Gage's back as he removed the Wolf mask before opening the door. I wish I could see what he looked like. That's one of the things I've been curious since I began chatting with RaisedByWolves90. His muscled, ripped body was the only part of him that I was familiar with.

Outside, two men dressed in uniforms stood on the doorstep.

They were Police Officers!

This was my chance if I wanted to get out.

I could yell for help and run to them. Tell them what was going on, but as per the agreement I had with Gage, this was just a 'game'. Chances were that this is exactly what I had signed up for, and involving the authorities would mean getting an innocent man (with certain kinks) behind bars. Having a kink wasn't a crime, not when it had happened with consent which I'd given him. If Gage went on trial, he would be arrested for my kidnapping and sexual assault.

But if he really was a kidnapper, and the online ad was a ruse then I was missing out on the golden chance of getting out of here.

I watched silently as the two officers stepped into the house.