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Hurt

Jay Parks POV

Where is she? She was supposed to be back awhile ago. Why isn't she answering her phone?

I'm pacing the living room, I just finished leaving my third voice mail on Y/N phone. 

Don't panic. She's probably still out with Lillian. That piece of shit friend that she always defends. 

I try calling Lillians phone again. This time she picks up.

"What???' She's annoyed, and I hear moaning.

"Where the hell are you? And where is Y/N?" I yell frustrated.

"How should I know? If she's not home, she's probably still at the bar. fuck me! "   I hear her moan, and I hang up. 

I grab my keys and run to the car. Please be safe. 

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I'm driving fast, not caring if a cop pulls me over, and get to the downtown bar in a matter of minutes.

I run in and head to the bar.

"Have you seen a really attractive woman with Y/H/C and Y/E/C? I think she was wearing a red dress that had cute ruffles on it?" 

" Ya, she left not too long ago. She only had one drink but looked pretty out of it. A guy went after her." 

I didn't stop to say 'thank you', I ran back out of the bar and looked up and down the street. She wasn't anywhere. 

Hopping into the car, my hands sweating. If anything happens to her.... no think positive. She's okay. My heart hurts.

Jack POV

I lift my lovely flower into the back seat of the car, laying her down gently. As I close the door I see a red Lambo pass by, driven by a worried looking dude.

I slide into the front seat of my Toyota and turn it on. "Now, lets go home" I say to my flower.

30 minutes later....

Y/N POV

My eyes flutter open, my head is throbbing and I wonder where I am. I'm in the back of a car. Who's car?  then I remember, my breathing begins to speed up. Calm down, calm down. Think of a way out.  I feel the car come to a stop and the creeper parks it. I quickly close my eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Jack POV

We pull up to my shack. I look in the mirror to see my flower still asleep. I can't wait to have her sing my name. I get out of the car and open the back to grab my lovely. I lift her up in my arms, her limp body so helpless, so delicious. Then out of nowhere she elbows me in the nose, my arms drop her and she quickly kicks me in between my legs.

I fall to my knees and see that she's running. She won't get far. She's barefoot and sprinting for her life, literally. I was considering keeping this one alive, but I really am pissed. 

She's running to my beautifully constructed fence now. I should warn her, but my dick hurts too bad to feel any sympathy.

Y/N POV

I'm breathing so hard, but I push my body forward. So close to the fence. 

without looking back I jump up onto it, ready to climb, but my body receives such an intense shock, that I immediately pass out.

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I once again wake up with my head pounding. My hands are above my head, handcuffed. My legs are also tied down. I try to get free, but I quickly find that there is little to no room to move any part of my body. 

I look around, I'm in a cellar, the walls are concrete and there is a cool toned light in the corner of the room, that just barely lights it.  My breathing is becoming too fast, I need to calm down but I can't. I start crying. As much as I want to yell, I know that would be stupid. I don't want to alert that fucker that I am awake. 

I'm freezing as well, and I realize I only have my underwear. The special lace set Jay Park got me. I was going to surprise him tonight with it. I start to sob. Jay park, please, help me. I silently  plead. 

"Good you're awake." I didn't even hear him come in, much less did I see where he could have came in. 

"Let me go!" I scream. I tried to sound as strong and powerful as possible, but it came out breathless, and considering I was completely bound and in lingerie, I wasn't very threatening. 

He chuckles slightly. "Please, keep trying to struggle. It turns me on." 

My body freezes. Please no, Please, Let this be a dream.

" You dressed up for  me, my flower." Goose bumps came across my entire body. " I love the color red, how'd you know?" He placed his pointer and middle fingers on my stomach and lightly slid them down until he reached the top of my skimpy underwear. 

"S-stop" I was so scared, I didn't want this.

"Sweetie, I won't hurt you unless you make me. Unfortunately, I will need to." I begin to shake. "You see, even though the fence stopped you, you still managed to hurt me pretty bad. I don't allow my pets to take charge like that. Don't worry, you'll soon learn the rules in this house hold."

Tears are now streaming down my face. All I can think of is Jay Park. He must know something is wrong by now. 

"W-what time is it?" I ask, still shacking. 

"Just after 10 in the morning darling. I was going to cook you breakfast, but your actions last night made me decide that you were too strong, so I think that a day or two without food would solve that problem." 

Jay, are you looking for me?  I remember that my phone is dead, and that he won't be able to track me. 

"Don't worry flower, you'll still get to eat." he looked at me, lust in his eyes and an insane smile on his face. I tried to shut my legs, to hide myself, to protect myself. The restraints prevented me from closing my legs more than a couple of centimeters. 

"Don't be like that. Aren't you hungry?" 

"NO" I spat at him. "Don't you fuckin touch me!" 

He slapped my thigh, leaving a red mark.

"Rule number one! don't deny me!" he looked at me, rage in his eyes, but at the same time his eyes held that crazed look of lust and power. My eyes watered from the slap.

He took off the belt he had around his waist, and I thought that this was it, I thought he was going to take me right here and now. I was wrong. 

" Rule number Two!" He brought his belt down, hard, onto my other thigh. I yelped at the pain.

 " No swearing!"

He looked down at me, his belt in his hand. He was gripping it so hard, the veins in his arms stood out. He looked mad with power. His bulge was huge. 

"I-i'm s-sorry" I sob.

Another whip. Another yelp left my lips.

"Rule number three! Refer to me as daddy or master when addressing me." 

The belt came down again, this time hitting both my legs. "understand me?"

"Y-Yes Daddy." I'm so scared. I want him to stop, it hurts. 

Thankfully, he stops whipping me. Tears stream down my face. " Don't cry flower, this isn't punishment. We haven't begun that." Those words freeze me, I stare at him with wide eyes. 

He laughs at my reaction and unzips his pants.