Lucky 27

Creeps and Kisses

Jessica arose from her slumber and was cold, dizzy, but certainly not confused. She remembered exactly what happened but just not when it happened. How long was she out? Where was she? Why was her top ripped off of her body? She he reached to hold her throbbing head and was pulled back by rusted shackles she was attached to that was decorated with dry blood splatters. There was a single lightbulb hovering over her head that gave her enough light to see herself but everything around her was pitch black.

A large peculiar figure was lurking in the shadows with his foot steps getting louder as he crept her way. The first thing she noticed were those shimmering blue eyes of his, they could paralyze a being.

"Wakey. Wakey. My future wifey. Did you sleep well?" he asked, tucking strands of her long, black hair behind her ear. "Sorry about the shackles by the way. I couldn't risk you escaping or anything of the sort. How are you feeling?"

"About as good as I look." she said, swatting his hand away from her aching head.

"I'm sorry bout your head. I really am." he apologized, kissing her forehead, "I'll stitch you right up, alright. Don't go anywhere. As if you had a choice." he laughed, turning the lights on and heading upstairs.

Jessica began to panic. She had to find a way to escape. She skimmed the room and saw a small window right above a large ice chest. All she needed to do was find a way to get out of the shackles, then squeeze herself through the tiny window. She tried slipping her hands out of the cuffs but they were stuck to her wrists and ankles like glue. This was the only thing standing in her way that determined if she would live or die. She heard the roof creaking above her and trembled at the sounds.

"Think. Think. Think." She said throwing head back and running a hand through her hair. Her finger got knotted in a tangled bobby pin in her hair. Did she just discover her life saver?

Jon came down the stairs with a first aid kit in his hand and a small small white towel. He was surprisingly gentle when he closed up her wound. He kissed her once more on the forehead and apologized for what he had done. But this was just the beginning. What Jessica didn't know was that there was going to be more pain and suffering to come.

Jon skimmed up and down at her topless body and was hypnotized by her stunning beauty and that little white ink tattoo in the shape of a rose that was resting right above her hip bone. "I didn't know you had a tattoo." he said, gliding his thumb over it causing her to shiver by his cold touch.

Jessica pushed him away, slapping him across the face. "What part of don't touch me do you not understand, Jon! Get away from me! Don't fucking touch me!" she yelled, hugging her knees into her chest after her wild rampage. One thing she hated more than being lied to was being touched in an unwanted sexual manner by a disgusting man. Taking one look at Jon made her sick to her stomach. Jon will pay for this. Jessica didn't know how but he will definitely pay.

Jon chuckled as he stood up, jerking Jessica up to her feet, then pinning her arms above her head on the gray bricked wall that stood behind them. He then brought his lips to the crook of her neck, "I love when you get all feisty for me. Do it again." he said kissing her neck and grabbing her clothed breast. Even though she didn't want him to touch her- her body enjoyed it. The sensational feeling of his hands roaming her petite body, grasping her every curve made her pur with lust. "I know you're enjoying this as much as I am." he breathed into her neck, "I can tell because you're holding me tighter."

Damn it! He's right!, she thought. Why does he have to do this to me? How come he had to know all the places I like to be touched and kissed?! No ones ever made me feel this way before. Jessica moaned softly into Jon's ear as she tugged his hair back, pulling him away from her neck. "Jon... Please. Please let me go, please. I won't tell anybody what happened. Don't do this to me. Please don't hurt me."

Jon pressed his body even closer to hers, running his hands down her body and stopping at her belt buckle. "Hun, we haven't even started to have fun yet." He then ripped the belt off of her body and tore the button from her shorts clean off. "Just stop fighting and enjoy the ride of your short lifetime." With that being said Jon lifted her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Jon held her up with one arm as his other hand was working on unbuckling his jeans.

Jessica ran her fingers seductively through his golden locks and brought his head closer to his almost bare chest. "You like what you see Jonny boy?" she moaned. He nodded, and tried to unhook her black laced bra. Jessica then started sucking and licking at his neck causing small moans to escape his lips. She then bit down hard on his smooth flesh causing Jon to scream and throw her to the ground.

"You fucking whore! Gah! Son of a bitch!" Jon cursed, putting pressure on his neck wound. If she was a few centimeters closer to his jugular Jon would have been a goner. For rage and humiliation Jon tried kicking her in the gut but Jessica caught his ankle in the shackles and pulled him to the ground. She got the chains that were attached to her ankles and wrapped them around neck. Jessica watched as his face turned different shades of pink and red until he was a light blue and had no pulse. Jessica grabbed the bobby pin from her hair and used it to pick the locks. Free at last.

Jessica proceeded towards the large ice chest, climbing onto it to escape through the tiny window.

-tap tap tap-

She looked back to check if Jon was getting up and making the tapping noises but he was on the floor.

-tap tap tap-

The tapping got louder and rapid. Where is that coming from? Jessica studied the room to see if someone else was in the room. No one was. Just her and Jon's lifeless body.

-Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!-

Jessica looked down at the lid of the ice chest and saw holes poked through it. "Help... me..." a shrill, weak voice called out from inside of the chest. "Please. Don't leave me..." the woman whispered.