Captured By Darkness

Chapter 2

Captured By Darkness

The clinical stench ping opens my eyes, white spots prickle my vison, but I know exactly where I am. My wrists and ankles are strapped in restraints where I lay wearing only a hospital gown.

"You Bastards!" I curse.

I've leant by now there is no point in even trying to get free, so instead  I curl up my fists and grind my teeth and breath loudly through my nose. The small squared mirrored room consists of a flat screen computer to which I'm wired up to while it reads my heart rate amongst other things.  it bleeps and bleeps, along with a drip of the meds they are pumping me with. The humming of the machines brings back the memories I fought so hard to forget. My reflection on of the four tall wall mirrors is what shocks me the most. I fight the urge not to look at myself which becomes impossible as the ceiling too is a shining large mirror, and I scream deafening myself. I know I'm being watched, they always watch, I may look alone but I'm far from it. I've come from one torture chamber to the next in a space of five minutes, you would think I'd learn my lesson my now but the distraction of my ass of a brother took my guard down. Something I'll never do again.

"Welcome home Nikki."

My heart abruptly stops  forgetting suddenly how to breathe, fear shadows over my white as a sheet face to the image of the demon himself. His copper prickled up hair, dark blue almost black fierce eye's that shoot nerves right up my aching spine. His face hard lined and pale stares directly at me with utter disgust and fury. Dressed in that usual black silk shirt tucked neatly under his leather silver buckled belt, any ordinary girl would most definably find this masculine creature mighty attractive especially the way he unbuttons the top of his shirt revealing the well worked muscles of his bulging chest, he doesn't hide the deep Kris crossed scars dominating him. It sickens me every time I see them, a constant reminder of whoever did that to him failed to end him.

"Stay the fuck away from me!" I cry pulling at the restraints.

A side smile chills me to the bone, he steps in closer inspecting every inch of me, I shudder when his hand trails up the inside of my leg. Trapped defenceless I control the panic raring to take over, his long silk fingers dig into my upper thigh I clamp down on my teeth not wanting to scream, he leans over my fear ridden face, inches away from my dry cracked lips, his musty scent fills my nostrils  a repulsive sent you'd never forget. I don't dare remove eye contact from him, my petrified reflection shows back to me regretting the way I spoke to him, instantly. With his other hand another shiver flows through me as he cups my chin. Under my gown a thumb rubs over my bare clit, I gasp releasing another tear causing him to fully smile to my reaction to him touching me.

"You've missed that haven't you. I know I have."

Circling harder, I let out a breath warming his lips, "No need to panic." He whispers "I won't tell anyone."

I gulp down the saliva gathering in my trembling mouth, he lets out a grunt, my hands pull at the restraints as a finger slides slowly into me, I wobble my legs trying to shake him off, his hand on my face tightens pressing hard on the bruises already there. Another finger joins pumping away at me, and I cry inside. "Stop." I whimper into his panting mouth, he grazes my lips breathing deeply moaning  deep in his throat, "We both know that's not what you want."

I jam my eyes shut trying to take myself to another place, and the only other place that made me truly smile was the white sandy beach behind our house on the mainland. When Jamie and I were kids we'd spent every Saturday building sand castles and collecting shells to take back for our garden. I miss the sand beneath my toes, the salty water stinging my  mouth while chasing him in the waves. The fresh wind flowing through my long hair, the sound of our laughter spreading happiness into our hearts. But now that's all ripped apart, by no other than the man fingering me right now in front of an audience I'm sure.

Pecking the side of my cheek the silkiness of his cold skin tightens my jaw, I shift my head away from him but he jolts it back to look me dead in the eye, "I want to see your face, when I make you cum."

Tears gush out socking the sheets beneath me, I cry silently captured in his wild gaze, I should give up, give him what he wants. Get this over with so I can rest, heal before the next session he'll have planned begins, in till I've learned my lesson. But I hate giving him the satisfaction. My gown rips open revealing to him my swollen breasts which he instantly cups giving my face a rest from his grip, Sweat treacle's down my fore head to the heat rising up in this tiny room, his fingers bash hard fighting to release me finally give and unbuckle his belt. His hard as stone length flops out from his boxers, catching my breath I shake my head frantically at him. He flexes those well maintained muscles every girl would want to touch as he stands in control licking his lips at my too naked broken self. Prying my legs apart displaying to him my wet sore throbbing cilt. he brushes one hand through his sweaty hair  lifting his eyes for the mirrors he sends a wicked smile. The room lets out a loud beeping sound and then I'm lost in the darkness. Panting hard my lungs burn, my head shifts side to side trying to spot him, another beep sounds and my left foot comes free, I bend up my knee followed by my other that is next released, "I'm sorry!" I shout out to him knowing full well he hasn't left me, "I can't do this now, please, don't."

I tug and tug at the restraints on my wrists, I screech to his forceful hands hook under my knees pushing them up and apart while kneeling in between me arching up my back that any minute now will break. Red lights begin to flash now with the mirrors blacked out and I realize we are now alone. Fuck. Pounding in his big think cock between my delicate sex I whimper in pain, He grunts at my tightness and pushes in harder so I swallow him whole. My screams echo around us to his force while his pleasurable moans vibrate in his scared chest. Dipping his head down to his entrance he slowly pulls out his wet enlarged cock, slipping it back in then out again being slightly gentler with me. I fight with myself not to enjoy the smooth slick movements he's enforces on me. Curling over me pinning my legs in a position to suit him best one hand strokes the side of my tear stained face, I quench shaking with fear and adrenaline. I try with all my strength to shift my legs but he is far too strong and I am weak to the point I may pass out, the heat and lack of air is torturing in itself, "WHO do you belong to?!" He hisses pumping his thick solid cock back in hitting the end on me, my lip bursts open from the jamming of my teeth, "WHO?!" he demands thrashing faster and faster almost tearing me in half, I cry out to him begging him to stop but he thumps me harder "ANSWER ME!"

Out with my control I buckle underneath him to my orgasm I couldn't prevent and he laughs a victorious laugh, "That's it! That's it Nikki!" And to my absolute failure my body gives in and joins his rhythm tightening around him feeding my orgasm, "Fuck!" I scream.

Delighted with my submission he continues, "Who's are you, Nikki?!"

Moaning through the vibrations of the long orgasms that he alone only creates I fling my head back shouting out to the pleasure I hate feeling. "YOU!" I yowl gasping for air "I belong to you."

Grumbling loudly slamming in between my dead legs he shouts down at me again,

"And who's that?!"

Biting my lips tasting the blood swirl around in my mouth, eyes not leaving his he drops my legs which flop down either side of him, he doesn't stop thrusting me, he lifts my legs around his waist which I do grip in place as he rams faster, deeper, "SAY IT!! He demands shutting his possessed eyes,

My black and blue back rises and falls onto the hard surface of the bed, the restraints dig into my wrists as I tug at them to be free, to hold him to punch him. The sounds of our hot sweaty bodies slapping together echoes around the room along with my desperate cries and I then give up and give him what he wants by screaming out at the top of my lungs for all to hear. "NATE!"

He then lets out a humongous roar ejaculating thick and warm deep into me, and I tighten again around his pouring cock, "That's it Nikki." He pants collapsing his heavy body onto my rising aching chest, "Take me. Take all of me."

Panting loudly catching my breath, I turn whispering into his hot ear that's rested over my shoulder

"I hate you."

He reply's with his softer voice, "No Nikki, you don't."