The One He Wanted

Cold

A/N: Guess who's back, back again. I am back.... yeah whatever sorry... HELLO! I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY AND ENJOY THIS CHAPTER! Seriously. Enjoy this chapter. Or else I might cry. But I'm not gonna cry because that would just be stupid. Anyway, OFF TO THE CHAPTER!!

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     I awoke in the middle of the night, partly because I was cold, and partly because I was in an extremely uncomfortable position. Pieces of my hair were in my mouth, and I tried to move my hand to get it out, but found that I couldn't. Confused as to why I wasn't able to move my hand, my eyes cracked open to my pitch black room. Once again I tried to move my hand, but to no avail. It was then that I realized that I had handcuffs around both of my wrists and ankles, attaching to some unforeseen area above my head and below my feet. There was also ropes around my waist, knees, and thighs. I also realized that the room wasn't pitch black, or maybe it was but I couldn't tell, due to the strip of fabric running over my eyes, making it so I couldn't see anything. I also realized, due to the course felling of the ropes on my body, that I was only wearing my underwear and bra. I began to panic, jerking my arms and legs in an attempt to free myself. I froze when I heard an amused laugh on my left, not too far away from my face. My breathing was ragged and uneven, but I still managed to hear exactly what the person said, and the words caused the blood in my veins to ice over.

"I told you I wasn't done." His voice was low and even, sending a shock wave a fear through me. Earlier I just assumed that he was messing with me, just wanting to get back together, but now, I see that he wants to do so much more. And I'm completely at his mercy. My body shuddered uncontrollably and I gasped and wheezed as I tried to get air into my failing lungs. I felt Xavier's hand on my face and I cringed.

"Xavier, what are you doing?" My voice was small and weak, and I hated it. It proved to him that I was scared.

He chuckled and moved his hand away from my face. "Reclaiming what's mine."

My breathing hitched. "What are you going to do to me?" I was trying hard to not break down in front of him.

"Getting everything that you wouldn't give." He spoke low into my ear, his hand caressing my face again. I then felt his weight on top of mine, pressing me into the unfamiliar mattress.

"Xavier, please! Let me go! I won't say anything I swear!" I yelped when I felt his fingers splayed across my stomach.

"Do you know how much your begging turns me on?" He said while still tracing my stomach. I shuddered at his words and he laughed. "The way I see it Katherine, you have two options. One, you can either have sex with me, right here, right now, or you can choose to go back out with me and I get to play with you whenever I want."

My jaw dropped. "Xavier no! No! I cant! You wouldn't!" I yelped again when he ran his hand over my thigh, dangerously close to my underwear line.

"You can, and I would. Pick one. Now." I could barely breath. There was no way that I could choose either one of those, he must know that! When I didn't reply, he pinched my inner thigh. "You have five seconds."

"WHAT!?" I yelled.

"Five."

"Xavier please don't-"

"Four."

"I promise I won't tell anyone-"

"Three."

"Slow down! Give me a sec-"

"Two. You better answer. I'll punish you if you don't and then I'll choose one."

"Punish?!"

"One. God I can't wait to turn your beautiful ass red." He waited a moment. "Zer-"

"OH MY GOD I CHOOSE THE SECOND ONE!" I screamed. He paused for a moment, I'm sure checking me out, and his weight shifted forwards to the handcuffs  at my wrists. As soon as he undid them, he used one hand to push me down into the mattress and the other to take off my bra. As soon as I realized what he was doing, I screamed bloody murder. "You said you wouldn't!"

He laughed and continued to take it off. "I said I wouldn't have sex with you, but part of the second choice included me getting to play with you whenever I wanted. That includes now." I began to scream for help, praying that someone would come to my assistance. As soon as he got my bra off, he handcuffed my hands above my head again. His weight left and I continued to scream and try to get free, but I could barely move with how many ropes he had wrapped around my body. When he came back, he slapped me across the face, causing me to momentarily freeze. In his moment, he put a piece of duct tape over my mouth. This just angered me even more. I felt his weight on top of me again as he moved his hands leisurely over my body, stopping every now and then to toy with my breasts. I hated it. I hated the way he made me feel violated in every way. Tears were freely running down my cheeks, escaping from the bottom of the blindfold. Why would he do this? I never in a million years thought he would treat me this way. I gave a very loud, but muffled, scream into my gag when his mouth started to suck on my left nipple. I briefly wondered why no one was coming to my rescue, but my thoughts were immediately snatched away as he got off of me once more, only to return moments later and clamp something onto both of my breasts, making me cry out in pain. His tongue snaked all across my stomach and my thighs, leaving only the place where the ropes dug into my skin untouched. The entire time I begged him to stop, but I knew he could barely hear me due to my tape. I willed myself to pass out, to not have to endure it anymore. I finally got my wish.