I wake up to the soft light of the sun beaming through the window, I sit up and look around realising that Joel isn't next to me. After sitting in bed for a few minutes I decide to get up, strolling over to the drawers and digging out some clothes, I put on a pair of sweat shorts that are definitely too big and a plain black shirt- also way too big.
I walk into the hallway, listening to where Joel is, but I can't hear him. As I reach the kitchen and lounge he's no where to be found, the tv still on from last night, showing the default Netflix screen at the end of the movie. The house is eerily silent, the only noise I can hear are the birds chirping faintly outside. I glance at the backdoor, should I leave? What if it's a set up and he's waiting for me somewhere. I stand in the middle of the lounge, confused. Just at that moment I hear a noise, the backdoor swings open and Joel steps in with a grocery bag.
He flashes me a confused smile, and he studies my face. "You okay?" He says placing the bag on the bench.
"Yes sir" I say clearing my throat, slowly wondering over toward the opposite side of the bench to where he's standing.
"Just had to pop out, I didn't have eggs" he says pointing to the stove where a frying pan with a drop of oil in it is sitting. "You were dead asleep and I knew it wouldn't take long so I went to the shop"
I smile awkwardly as he talks, he seems happier, cheerful and bright. Not at all how I'm used to him being. I pull out a stool from the bench and watch as he cooks eggs and bacon. He slides me a plate and sits on the stool next to me, he watches me as I start eating, and he follows in quick succession to finish his plate. Neither of us speak, I take the plate from him, carrying them both to the sink where I rinse them off. The whole time I feel the heat of his eyes on me.
I turn to see him still sitting at the bench, resting his face on his knuckle. I smile at him quickly and lean against the sink, the tension in the room is thick and awkward.
"You know" he says raising an eyebrow, before continuing to speak. "Last night, on the couch really impressed me"
"Mhm" I say looking down at my feet.
"Mhm?" He says, I snap my head up at the tome of his reply.
"I mean, you told me in the bathroom last night sir. You were impressed" I say quickly, trying to justify.
He furrows his eyebrows slightly "I know, but I just wanted to say again" I watch as his eyes run down my body before meeting mine again "because I know that you didn't want to, how you were ignoring me when we started watching the movie" he says as he stands up from the stool. I watch as he makes his way over to me, standing next to me in front of the sink. "Yet you still obeyed me"
I mean do I ever have a choice? I stand there not saying anything as I look back down at the ground, I watch as his hand makes its way to my hip and rests on it. Pulling down the shorts to expose my bruised hip, the bruises are dark and intense. I wince away from him slightly and I feel his cold hand run up my back.
He bends down to meet my gaze that's still on the floor, connecting with my eyes. "Do you want to now?"
I bring my head up and he does the same.
"Umm" I pause for a moment "I don't know"His finger traces circles over my back and my spine shivers "just say the word" he whispers against my ear as he leans into me.
This has to be a trick, when have I ever had any choice. "Not really, no" I say and my stomach drops slightly.
He doesn't move, still leaning against me with his hot breath on my skin. "Okay" he speaks before pulling away. His hand still on the small of my back. I look at him, scared of his reaction. But his eyes are soft and calm, he steps away. "Well, what do you want to do, I have to leave for a meeting with the boss in a few hours so we don't have long"
"You're going to leave me here?" I say glaring at him slightly confused.
"I'll put you in the pool house again, it will only be about 2 hours or so" he says turning around to the grocery bag still sitting on the counter, he grabs it and heads towards the bin.
"Can we go swim for a little bit?" I say playing with the skin around my nails.
He looks up from the bin as he shoves the bag in. His eyes gleam slightly. "Uh, yeah sure. Lets go now then, it might be a bit cold but it's pretty warm outside.
He gestures for me to follow him and he leads me out the backdoor. I step outside and I immediately feel the hot sun beam down on me. I take a good look around the yard and I notice that there's no other houses around, or if there is I can't see them at least. There's just a bunch of trees covering the perimeter around the outside of the tall fence. I follow him to the pool and watch as he sits down on one of the pool chairs, I sit down on the one next to where he's sitting and watch as he pulls his shirt off over his head. He looks at me, and smiles.
"Go on" he says gesturing to my shirt. I take my shirt off, exposing my bare chest and then pull down my shorts. I watch as he takes off his jeans, leaving both of us in our underwear. He glances at my breasts and then stands up, reaching out his hand and I take it. "You wanna jump?" He says swinging my arm with his and I nod. He runs and drags me along, and we both jump into the pool, it's cool but not cold. As I surface from under the water a sense of relief and calmness washes over me, it feels nice to be in a somewhat normal situation again. I float on my back, not worrying about Joel for the time being. The sun feels nice, like a warm hug, I could lay here for hours.
A few minutes go by and I snap back in, I stop laying on my back and see Joel in the corner of the shallow end of the pool, just watching me. "That looked well needed" He says as his eyes skim me.
"Felt good" I reply swimming over to him, his eyes follow me the whole way and he smiles as I reach him. He moves closer to me and he eyes my lips.
"You're beautiful you know?" He says, still studying my face. I don't respond, I just stay looking at his face, smiling softly. He brushes the back of his hand on my cheek and kisses me gently, his eyes heavy with lust as he pulls away. His eyes darting from my lips back up to my gaze. In one swift movement he picks me up and tosses me further into the pool, I gasp as I come up to the surface and he snickers lightly. "I just had to, it was too easy" he laughs
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Kidnapped and sold
Fantasía*TW* !!!!VERY SMUTTY!!!! 17 year old Tyla gets kidnapped and sold to a seemingly charming man. Will she get out? This story was never meant to be anything more than a silly little thing I wrote in my notes app years ago, but here I am. Dm me suggest...