Unseen Strings

Chapter 12

Angelina

My heart quaked, my soul screamed, my body was frozen. It was like I was watching a Lifetime movie...But I was the main character. JJ was my stalker...and I hadn't noticed. How stupid was I? Was I really the kind of girl who was easily brought into this situation? Here I was in his apartment, his penthouse apartment, in a room he made for me...He was insane, and I was horrified. Everything in me told me to run, but the predatory look in his eyes froze me to the very bone. He had pinned me against all manner of things, and the way he spoke to me was foreign... I had never thought of JJ as someone who could do this...but did I really know him? No...I didn't...he was always Laci's older brother, the enigmatic figure who was a ghost in reality. I felt naked in the negligee I wore...I couldn't look him in the face. Was this the man whom I had known all this time? Four years....had he always been this way? My memories of JJ were sparse; our interactions were minimal until recently. Fear, embarrassment, and utter humiliation all rolled up into one as he commanded me to do this and that.. I obeyed him, without any reason, and I hated it. I needed to speak my peace...

He left quickly after taking my underwear from me, and I hugged my half-naked self. My head revolved around the room. It literally had everything I could have ever dreamed of inside. It was made totally for me, even the clothing was the right size...though he had known my size for a while, of course. I pulled myself from the ground, my bare feet cold on the wooden floors. There were two doors. I went to the closet one, but it was locked. I jiggled the handle and pulled and pushed...but it did not budge. The other door, located across the room, led into the hallway. I remembered being carried in through it. I went to it and pulled. My heart jumped as it opened.

I was sure he would've locked it, as the other was. A gentle shove pushed the door wide enough for me to slip out. I crept out; the hall was dark, as was most of the penthouse. There was a single light streaming into the large living room. I took slow, steady steps toward what I assumed would be the front door. I stopped suddenly at the sound of soft grunts. My head turned toward the source of light. My heart thumped in my chest as I snuck closer, avoiding the light's stream. The sounds grew louder and clearer as I approached the open door. I froze at the sight of JJ, sprawled on his bed, his hands grasping his well-endowed cock. He was jerking off vigorously, holding my dirty underwear over his face.

I did not know what to do or how to react. I had wanted to escape, but I was deterred by fragile curiosity. I had not expected to see a man, pleasuring himself...to me. I wanted to scream, to run away, but my body reacted on its own. I was bare naked beneath the negligee, and I could feel my nipples hardening. Sure, I had seen men masturbate on pornography, but this was new to me. JJ's frantic movements, his use of my underwear...it spurned something in me that I hated. I felt disgusting as my pussy grew wet and my nipples grew. I had never had a proper boyfriend or anything, and here JJ was, displaying his most private moment, without a care in the world. I felt my mouth drop open a bit as I stared, his eyes cut toward me...and I felt an even higher sense of fear and arousal. A part of me wanted to escape, but another, primal part of me wanted to rush in and kiss him, and let him fuck me wildly. I couldn't understand. He had been my stalker, the man who ruined my life for years...but he was also JJ...JJ, who had helped me, had been kind to me...who I even liked...

As he pulled his head back and took a deep breath of my used underwear, his hips bucked forward, and he groaned in pleasure...releasing all of his semen. I stumbled backward as he stirred. It was my chance for escape, and here I was losing myself. I shook myself and rushed back to what I had been doing. I had been searching for the front door, the front door he had carried me in. I ran into a couch, crumpling onto the ground. I pulled myself up and raced on. I stopped and looked at the door. I couldn't see a handle in the dark, so I started feeling around for one.