Fuck Me Or Fear Me

1. Am i dreaming

26. 4. 18. Thursday. Day 1

Samaira wakes up tied to a bed and her head is pounding like never before. She realise she is facing a hangover but wonders wen did he ever drunk

The first thought comes to her is
' were am i and why the fuck m i tied '

Caressing her head with her free hand she half register that she was kissing jay...no he was kissing her and den somebody just came out of nowhere and banged his head

O fuck

is he even ok?

Am i dreaming or what?

But this pain dammit....whats happening

" fuck dammit " she swear pouring her frustration coz one thing is sure to her that something is wrong.

" I thot you are one of those normal innocent dont touch me type but so much swearing changes my thinking. Well good for us if you are not " a young guy five six tall fair complexion with a perfect face cut enters with a woman of my mother's age who is carrying a food trolley and whuz head is downcast enters

" listen you woman i am not " i was talking to her but she didn't even glanced my way and juat exited with just a simple nod given by him to dismiss. Excuse me. I was talking to her.

" what the fuck " i glanced at him and he glanced my way smiling in a mocking way " am i in a hotel or what? Are you the manager here? "

He raised his eyebrows like that's the most absurd thing he's ever heard in his entire lifetime

" do i look like a manager to you? " well honestly managers are somehat 40 50 year fat bulky mens not like him. So no i dont think so. But just to irk him more i continued.

" ok so you are some bell boy or something? " and now he was getting pissed but he controlled it

" you think you are in some hotel. So why are you tied please explain me "

" maybe wen i was drunk i might be behaving in an unlikely way so maybe jay tied me so that i dont harm him or anyone else or maybe myself. You never know " he nods as if that is such a valid explanation i gave him but we both know that this is not true. He settled on the couch opposite my bed and poured something in the glass which is already filled with aome liquid.

I remember last night that somebody did hit jay and chloroformed me but he doesn't know that i know.

So samaira how are you in advantage here.

I dont know

" where is jay? " i ask him as i realised he is purposely stretching the silence and is in no mood of entertaining me.

" the last time i checked i was not his personal assistant " he said while stirring the drink he was making

" and the last time i check if you hit someone with a rod its a basic human nature to let know about his well being " he raised his eyebrow and nodded to himself and looked straight in my eye

" so done playing with your games like i dont remember anything "

" yes you can see im done. So where is he and where am i and who are you " he picked the drink and took steps toward the bed i was tied. He settled beside me and i backed away as far as possible. I now noticed that i was wrapped in beautiful black satin sheets and i was wearing my last night clothes. A pink half sleeve tshirt and a tight fitting blue jeans.

Thank god still in my clothes.

He offered me the drink and obviously i refused " do you seriously think I'll have something from the person i dont know at all "

" well you dont have a choice. Following my orders is what you have to do henceforth "

" excuse me. This is samaira you are talking with. I give orders not take them "

" if you want answers drink this. Otherwise you will be tied to this bed with no one to entertain you for atleast a week. And then you might feel to scratch your hair out in search of your answers. So better make it easy for us. Drink this " the way he played with his words made me want to surrender there and then.

" why do you keep saying us. You and me are not us "

" we will see " he nodded once again to the drink and in one gulp i drank it all and i later realised it was lime juice and nothing else.

" who are you? "

" your would be " he took a long pause. Leaned towards me and then said " tormentor. Destructor. Wateva you prefer "

" be clear " he raise his eyebrows amused by her words

" ok you are my guest for one week and then you'll be sold to the highest bidder. You've been kidnaped baby"

I've been kidnapped okay. okay? No big deal. I've deal wid so much. I can deal with this also.

" i was wondering you girls save your virtue for one man and it just gets ruin. why save it then? "

" you are gonna rape me? "

" no we are gonna play xbox together. Isn't it obvious "

" why? " he was a bit taken aback by my question and was finding answwrs for it

" what....i mean why men rape....some find pleasure in it....some just like the idea of forcing....some do it coz they just wnt it and some "

" my question wasnt why men rape coz a real man will never rape only a dckhead motherfucker impotent who failed to do anything in life will rape. just to satisfy his inner self that he won but in reality he " i took a pause from my blabbering and he was just staring at me in wonder " anyways my question is exactly why will someone like you rape who can just get any women "

a long long pause

" arent you scared? " i am but why show you and give the pleasure

" I've already been kidnaped i guess....scaring is going to do no good "
" so you already accept this fate and your new life. Good that will be much easy " he was about to leave but my words stopped him and he didn't even look back to answer

" no mr my would be rapist i know very well that nothing bad is goin to happen to me....coz i have someone with me always....my creator my protector the one who decides my fate......my god....now do untie me and let me get freshen up "

one hand he decides to break her today night however and she decides to escape this place today itself

Now who will untie her was her only thought

20 Feb i wrote dis