Lovers in California: Held For Ransom

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--Isabelle's POV--

Hearing it all go silent after I'd shouted for help scared and worried me a lot - is Nathan hurt?

I struggled and struggled to get free, but like I've said before, Martin knows what he's doing. I was getting frustrated and not to mention hysterically crying again.

After some time of struggling, I decided maybe it was best if I tried to listen and hear out for anything. Maybe if I heard Nathan, I might actually calm down a little bit because right now, all this crying was exhausting me.

I sat up in the bed and tried listening out, while trying to calm my breathing down. I couldn't hear anything at first until all of a sudden I heard Martin shout 'stop it' followed by Nathan crying out in pain. My eyes shot open and I burst into tears again. If he hadn't hurt Nathan before, he definitely has now for him to cry out like that.

I was so focused on struggling, and my crying wasn't helping either, that I didn't even notice Martin stood at the doorway.

"Looks like someone else is trying to go somewhere" Martin snarled with a smirk.

I immediately stopped what I was doing, including crying, and shot my head around to look at him.

"Is doll face trying to escape?" He then sarcastically asked.

"What have you done to him?" I asked back.

Martin chuckled, "oh, wouldn't you love to know." He then slowly made his way over to stand at the foot of the bed, "anyway, now that he's out of the way, means I can finally get what I was saving earlier."

I watched his every move as he made his way to the bed, "what have you done to him, Martin?!" I asked again, raising my voice slightly to try and sound somewhat in control.

He grinned at me and crossed his arms, looking down from the foot of the bed, "chill out, he's not dead, yet, if that's what you're thinking." A wave of relief went through me - thank god. "Anyway, I wanted to be able to tell him in detail what I had done to you" he then said and grinned again.

I gulped slightly, "what are you going to do to me?"

"Oh nothing... Just something he might want to do to you" Martin casually replied back.

I tensed up as I watched him grab some more rope from his back pocket. He then grabbed me by the ankles and yanked me back down so I was lying down with my arms stretched above me. He then forcefully grabbed my right ankle and wrapped the rope around it, tying it off and pulling it to the right bottom bed post to tie it to it. He then started doing the same to my left ankle.

While he was doing this, I watched quietly and didn't make a sound. I was mentally preparing myself that I was about to get raped. I knew that crying and telling him to stop was going to satisfy and encourage him even more.

"Need to make sure those legs are spread nice and wide for me" he said, cutting my thoughts off, as I could feel him really tightening the rope.

Again, I didn't react. My legs indeed felt like they were being stretched wide apart and this was definitely the most vulnerable I had felt. Being tied spread eagle by a random man who's just kidnapped you, is the last position you want to be in.

Once Martin was happy with his work, he climbed onto the bed and started to make his way up my body with his mouth - licking and kissing my skin.

I tensed up and shut my eyes. I didn't know what to do or think about this. If this was Nathan doing this to me, I would be so turned on right now and practically begging for more. However, the only begging I was silently doing, was getting him to stop.

Martin had made his way up to my neck and then forcefully grabbed my throat with his hand, moving my head to the side slightly so he could whisper into my ear, "I didn't know whether to gag you or not, but then I soon decided that I want to hear your moans."

I tried shaking my head, "Martin please, don't do-"

I was cut off by him putting his hand over my mouth, the one he was using to grab my throat, "ah ah, that's not the type of begging I want to hear" he snarled in my ear.

I tried looking him in the eyes, trying to plead with mine, but I knew it wasn't going to work.

"Don't look at me like that, doll face," Martin said and started moving my hair away from my face with his free hand, "I know you want this."

"Mmph" I faintly disagreed and shook my head.

He didn't reply but just chuckled and went back to kissing my neck, keeping his hand over my mouth and then using his other hand to start groping my boob. There was nothing I could do, I just had to accept it.

After a couple of minutes, I felt his hand move away from my boob, down my waist and to my thong. I tensed up and shut my eyes.

"Finally to the jackpot" Martin moaned and ran his fingers along my knicker line, next to my most private area.

I jerked my body slightly from his touch and let out a small grunt.

I then felt him move around above me and I heard the sound of his belt and flies coming undone.

Oh god, this was it. I tensed my whole body up and braced myself.

When all of a sudden we heard...

*SMASH*