MAD

5

Written 3/20/16

Zaida's POV
"Justin please! I'm sorry! I'm so very sorry! I'll do anything!" I plead.

"Shut up! I hate whiners! I've tolerated your awful behavior for far too long! I do not tolerate disrespect!" He screams in my face.

He rips my shirt off and pushes me through the the darkness. I hit a cold steel structure of some sort and begin to shake. He turns me around and pushes me against it, shackling my ankles and wrists on the side of it. With a push of a button it lowers like a table.

"What are you going to do?" I whisper/stutter.

"You'll see." Justin flips off the light and I hear a loud groan.

The light returns and so does he. He's wearing one of those latex masks and a matching set of gloves.

Did it just get kinky in here? Or is that just me?

He strips me of my pants, now I'm left in only my bra and panties. All the pieces come together. I know what he's going to do.

I hate the feeling of the latex stroked against my inner thighs as I'm forcefully spread apart by my restraints.

"So pretty, pretty, pretty." He mumbles. What a weird fuck.

He doesn't even get to take my undergarments off (luckily) because as if saved by the bell I hear a phone ringing.

"Shit. I guess this will have to wait." The table goes back upwards to the wall and I'm freed of the restraints. "Just go to bed. I've seen enough of you for one day." He growls.

I scurry back to my room but not before looking at the door for future reference. It's the one with 18 locks.

I pick out some cute jammies and go to bed. I just hope Justin isn't too angry with me.

Justin's POV
I check to make sure Zaida's asleep before I went outside for a smoke. It's so relaxing to be able to smoke a cigar (I hardly smoke because I know Zaida isn't fond of smokers.) and be surrounded by the serene forest around me.

The tranquil mood is ruined by my phone ringing.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Yeah hey man it's Za. Haven't heard from you in awhile, you good?" Damn it has been awhile.

"Yeah man I'm stellar." I chuckle. "How've you been doing?"

"Stellar really?" He laughs. "One word for you. Hectic. Ever since that girl, I think her name was Zaya, Zamira? I don't know something like that, went missing everyone's been crazy." It's Zaida you fucking idiot.

"Oh really? That's a shame. When did that happen?" I act clueless.

"Like Monday. Anyways, I know her bestfriend, Marcus and he like totally lost it man. He had a total breakdown in work today. He just drove off after that." Marcus? Who the fuck is that? "Justin? You there?"

"Oh um yeah sorry. I just- spaced off for a moment. Do you want to meet up tomorrow at Clyde's?" I love Zaida to death, but damn she stresses me out.

"Is 8:30 okay? I got a thing to go to with my girl."

"Yeah that works. I'll see you tomorrow then. Bye."

"Bye." I click off.

Now what am I going to tell Zaida?

~Next Morning~
Zaida's POV
When I wake up I notice a clock on my bedside table, it's 10 in the morning and Justin is banging on my door.