Love Me Tender

Chapter 4 (Jenn) - Because I Love You

My eyes bore into his body as if I was trying to burn holes through him. Was this all a game to you? Was all of this some kind of joke? He got up and started walking up and down the room.

"I could tell that you're upset I brought you here against your will. But its not as bad as you think. I really do love you, Jenny. I'll prove it." I hated the way he sounded my name from his mouth – Jenny. The nickname I used to love and cherish had now turned into something loathsome.

He walked back to the drawers and opened one of them, pulling out a big brown envelope. My legs were folded with my knees in the air and at the base of my feet he laid out photos of me. Some of them were from my social media accounts and some were not. He was stalking me. It was all there, photos of me leaving for work, photos of me getting coffee, photos of me when I was out with Mia; he was there the entire time watching me.

"Do you like them?" he began rubbing my shoulders.

"You freak!" I shouted, but my words were muffled by the ball-gag.

"What did you say? Mhm?" he responded. By the tone of his voice I couldn't tell if he was toying with me or if he was serious. "I know. They're pretty."

I couldn't help but stare at the photos below. My eyes widened with the gradual realization that the smart, chivalrous man I fell in love with wasn't who he had appeared to be. Instead of fear for further danger to my life, my heart filled up with denial and sadness. My heart broke causing an immediate reaction in the tear glands of my eyes.

"What's wrong Jenny?" he cringed while swooping up the pictures, placing them back in the envelope. He then gently wiped the tears away from my cheeks and removed the gag. My jaw ached and was momentarily stiff on its removal. "What's wrong Jenny?" He stared at me cholerically, and squeezed my face. Every time he did, my cheeks would hurt a little more than before.

"You stalked me?" My voice tendered and my eye-brows slightly angled inwards as I asked the most obvious question.

"You always said you wished I could see you now and how you wished I was there. Were you lying?" He let go of my face, still as irritated as before. "Why are you still crying? I gave you what you wanted. You should be happy."

"Why me?"

"Because I love you."

Before I could say anything he stood up and left the room. A few minutes later he returned with a rag submerged in a dish filled with water. "I think we should take this make up off. It's not good for your skin." He wrung the rag then supported my chin with three of his fingers before applying to my face. The water felt warm and inviting, and soothed the damage done to my jawbone as he removed the foundation little by little. "You don't usually put make up on. You look pretty with make up." I gazed at him darkly as I ruminated on the thought. "However, I don't want you looking attractive for other men." Finally, He then firmly slinked the rag over my mouth removing my lipstick in one swoop.

For a while after I could still feel the rigid texture of the material causing me to sedately pass my tongue over my lips. Jay grinned at me mischievously, moving his hand from below my chin to behind my head. I fixed my eyes with his; glowering for a few moments when suddenly he bolted forward kissing me.

I grunted obstreperously while floundering beneath him but the way he held me and the constraints on my limbs hindered my movements. He clutched his fingers around my neck pushing my head forward and harshly pressing my lips against his. He then edged past my midsection to my breast, groping them in his free hand before forcing his tongue into my mouth to kiss me. NO! -I shouted in my mind. I swiftly straightened my knees, kicking him callously in the groin with my shins.

"Fuck!" Jay crumbled to the floor, releasing me to hold his groin; his face turned black and seethed with anger.

"Asshole..." I muttered under my breath, breathing heavily as I watched him totter on the floor. My body was filled with resent from everything up until this point and now I felt contented that I was finally able to disarm him. If only I could get up and run now.

"Why can't you appreciate anything I do for you?" Jay snagged my hair, plummeting me sideways to the floor and forcing me on my stomach, not that it took much effort. The pull of my hair strands on my skull gave me an instantaneous headache as my body smashed against the bedroom rug. "Why are you such a bad girl, Jenny?" Jay asked as he lifted my cocktail dress and pulled down my underwear, running his fingers near the center of my buttocks.

I was too aghast to interpret what he said so that I could award the appropriate feedback, however I felt that my current feedback was enough for him. In the next moment I felt an adamantine lash to my butt. "Oww!" I screamed piercingly. The vibrations from my butt trembled down my spine as if I wasn't in enough pain.

"Apologize."

Before I could open up, I felt another blow to my cushion causing me to squeal once more, louder than before. "No..." A tear ran down my cheeks as I tried to keep an impassive expression.

He hit me over and over again. His hands felt obstinate; each time would hurt a little bit more than before causing me to shriek louder and louder. Tears cascaded down my face in defined streaks, merging to form a puddle below my cheek pressed against the floor.

"Stop!" I finally blurted out. My voice trembled and my face was plastered with languid as I waved my temporary white flag. "Please stop. I'm sorry."

"Say, 'I'm sorry, Master.'" Jay heightened his arm to prepare for another blow; lifting one eyebrow, he stared wryly at me.

Just the thought of him striking me again made me quiver. I squinched my eyes together cutting off the rest of my tears. "I'm sorry... master."

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Authors Note (13/03/2016) - For those who read the chapter before today, I added in a small detail. It's probably unnoticeable, but helps connect the next chapter.

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