Page 31 of Perilous

The backs of my legs are tingling. My wrists hurt. My cheek is still throbbing from him slapping me. My throat pulses with ache. And my jaw feels broken.

Yet here I am, wondering why Peri didn’t come in my mouth.

It doesn’t matter, Annika! You did your part! You’re free!

Peri rips open the bathroom door and looks pissed. He walks toward the bed and tosses something on it. I look to see it’s a white pill.

I also see the mess of his cum on the bed. There’s so much of it. Long ropes close to reaching the opposite side of the bed.

“Take your medicine, Annika,” Peri’s voice growls.

I suck in a breath and look at him. I’m shaking my head before I realize it. He grabs my jaw, making me stop.

“Are you telling meno?”

“We… had a deal,” I whisper, my voice quivering. “I suck your cock and then I leave. You said so.”

“No, doll. I never fucking said that.”

“I said… I offered to suck your cock and then you’ll let me leave.”

“I never said yes to that.”

“You said…”

“Okay,” he whispers with a growl. “I saidokay. That wasn’t ayes. Now take your fucking medicine and get some sleep so I can fucking think. Unless you want me to force you to take it.”

My eyes fill with tears. A secret, super dark part of my soul didn’t want him to let me go. But that was such a small part of me! Of course I want out of here.

Get. Me. The. Fuck. Out. Of. This. Fucking. Room.

Peri moves his hand to the back of my head and drives my face down toward the bed. My hair dangles forward and I watch a couple stray strands dip into his cum on the bed.

He reaches with his right hand and picks up the white pill. I lick my lips. A few tears fall from my eyes. If I’m going to remain trapped in this fucking room, I might as well just fucking sleep.

I shut my eyes and open my mouth. As soon as Peri’s fingers touch my tongue, I curl it, taking the pill. He pulls my hair, making me stand up. I swallow the pill without any water and open my mouth wide to prove to him I’ve taken it.

“That’s a good pet,” he whispers. “Trust me, doll, it’s for your own good.”

Trust him? My body shivers.

I would rather swallow an entire bottle of pills than trust anything Peri has to say.

* * *

Wakingup from being drugged is worse than a hangover. You wake up before your brain does. You literally have no idea where you are, what’s happening, or why. There’s even a few seconds where you don’t even know who you are. And then it moves like a thick, oily, sloshing mess in your mind.

I groan and try to sit up. My head is heavy and it hurts. My vision clears and I see Peri sitting in a chair next to the bed. Chills hit me and my heart races.

I hate that he’s evil yet gorgeous at the same time.

“You’re still here,” I grumble.

“Drink some water and then we’ll figure out food,” he says.

He hands me a bottle of water. I don’t trust him.

“Bottle is sealed, doll,” he says.

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