"If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be in this mess!!!" Jason screamed rummaging through boxes.
"I'm sorry!!! I didn't know they were there!!!" I cried frozen in place not knowing what to do but to watch. Jason pulled out a machete and turn towards me. I knew what was about to happen even though I didn't want to see it, I couldn't look away, I watched as he swung the machete through the air as if to make sure it was going to work.
"Come on down you little weasel!!!" A menacing voice boomed from downstairs. "Better get this done and over with so the boss can be satisfied!" I hear a throaty chuckle come from the intruder. Next thing I know we are downstairs face to face with 3 men that looked like they were from the mafia, Jason charges swinging the machete catching one of the guys in the arm.
"Fuck!!" the guy yelled gripping his bleeding arm. "You're so dead!" He lunged at Jason knocking him to the ground and began to beat the crap out of him, the others grabbed me throwing a bag over my head dragging me somewhere while I kicked and screamed for help.
*thunk*
Something hit me on the back of my head causing me to lose consciousness.
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I gasped practically jumping out of bed, I have been having that reoccurring nightmare for the past month. I didn't even know who was in the dream, hell I didn't even sound like me, it was as if I was having a vision of other people. I look around and see clothes on the floor, I begin to relax after seeing that I was safe.
"Good morning, princess." Kyle said softly as he walks into my room carrying a tray. "I made you breakfast, I figured you wouldn't be able to walk after last night." I looked down at myself seeing that I was naked, and I begin to blush as flashbacks to last night run through my head. I thank him and take the tray, there was pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage. Needless to say, I was impressed, I haven't had anyone make me breakfast in bed before, I took a bite of the pancake and melted from how good it was. It had so much flavor, each item complemented the other and tasted like heaven on a plate, I wish I could have this every day. I smiled at him then he stepped closer and leaned in close to my ear.
"Maybe later if your well behaved we can have some fun, for now enjoy your meal because I have plans for the day and I already have your outfit planned out." He gestured towards my closet where I see a dress hanging on the handle. It was a simple black dress that was lace up on the sides, it looked a little small for me but I'm guessing he did that on purpose. He left the room and I hear some clanging in the kitchen I'm assuming he was cleaning up from making breakfast, I continued to eat my food happily. I set my empty plate on my nightstand and swung my legs off the side of my bed and tried to stand up, he was right my legs were still weak, I took a deep breath and stood up bracing myself on the nightstand and wall slowly making my way to the bathroom to see the damage on my ass where he hit. There were very prominent handprints that looked like they were bruising slightly, I smiled not sure why, but I enjoyed seeing the marks. As I sit down on the toilet I feel the sting from the prints, I laugh to myself knowing that today was going to be interesting since I'm having trouble sitting, I finish up and stand in front of the mirror trying to figure out what kind of makeup I'm going to do for today.
"Damn, you took those well." Kyle smirked while staring at my ass while leaning against the bathroom door frame. He stepped behind me then kneed down to kiss his handprints then as if it was instinct, he stood up leaning me over then started to rub my pussy and clit. Fuck. My mind went blank as I braced myself against the sink leaning my ass out inviting him to more access, I felt a swift smack against my ass, I suck in air as I feel the sting, but I moan because it felt good. He pulls away and I whimper.
