Sting » Louis

twenty four

I can't actually remember the two days I stayed at Louis' appartment. The only thing it contained was a lot of kissing and Louis trying to get me to sleep with him. I can't complain he did pleasure me in another way, but still I didn't feel like, having sex with him. Something was holding me back. I didn't know whether it was my consciousness or something else, but something told me not to give in to him. He often complained and I can't really exclude the parts that he did try to take me, by force.

I comfrorted myself by saying that he couldn't control his lust and that he wanted to feel safe, by making me his again. When I tried to confront him he said he didn't really mean it and wanted see my reaction. He didn't really persuade me with his explanations.

The second morning at his loft, I woke up earlier than him and decided to take a shower. I heard mrs. Weiss downstairs preparing breakfast and I smiled. Soon delicious breakfast would be ready to fill my empty tummy. I dragged my legs to the bathroom and took one of Louis' shirts and my panties. I stepped inside and let the warm water hit me. Soon enough I started to rub my skin in the places Louis had touched and kissed me the other night. I traced my fingers down between my breasts and lower, rubbing.

It seemed like I was too caught up in my shower, that I hadn't heard Louis coming in behind me. In a moment I was pushed against the glass around us. My breasts were squized as a force was pushing me, my skin got cold in an instant from the almost frozen surface. A hand grabbed my wet hair, pulling my head left and revealing my neck. I was frozen in place, terrified of was about to happen. My arms tried to push back, but there was no use, they were squizzed too to the glass, and a larger body was keeping me from moving an inch.

Another hand pulled my lower area away from the glass cabin and a mouth was biting hard on my neck. I welped, feeling helpless. I wanted to shout, but no noise came out. I felt his hard, warm member rubbing against my butt. "You will finally be mine, again." he whispered almost with an evil tone. I closed my eyes as I couldn't really do anything. I thought that water was streaming down my face, but it was -in fact- tears.

"Sir!" a knock on the door. "Mr. Tomlinson, sir!" Weiss. Thank the Lord!

"What is it?" he growled behind me. "It's from the company, sir!"

"Tell them I can't speak right now, Weiss!" he yelled, not leaving the grip of my hips. "But sir, they say it's important!" the woman outside cried. "Fuck..." he mumbled and left his grip on me.

I listened as he took a towel putting it around his waist and went outside, yelling on the telephone. I stood in the same position for quite a long time, as the now cold water was hitting my bare back and I cried.

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As he was speaking on the phone I went outside and got to his bedroom to quickly get dressed. He was at the end of the corridor, in his study, but I could still hear his barking. "Did you find the information I told you to? Oh... And what of it? He is such a little shit isn't he?" he laughed evilly.

I shook off whatever he was saying, not paying much attention and gathered my things quickly, before he would finish his phonecall. I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. I wanted freedom... I noticed his laptop was turned on. I approached it slowly and glanced at the door in case he was coming. There was a USB player connected to it. I wondered what that was and without really thinking I clicked on the only folder that there was. It had no name. The moment it opened over twenty folders appeared on the screen and had a different name.

Alice, Christine, Mary, Anastasia, Emily, Eleanor, Charlotte, Georgia... Gemma.

My eyes flew open at this last one. I downed my saliva and looked at the door anxiously again. I could hear Louis faintly. I clicked on the folder with my name on it...