Page 74 of Dark Obsession
"Apartment. My-"
I glanced up as someone moved into the doorway, her hair much too light to be Jenna's.
Erik's voice poured through the phone. "Get the fuck outta there, man. You know as well as I do that Ashley isn't going to sit by idly and wait for you to show up-"
"No, she's not." The woman walked into the room and picked up the phone. Ashley. Fuck. "Hi, Erik. I look forward to you coming after these two. I'm not thinking there's going to be much left when you get here though."
She tossed the phone in the tub and reached for me, grabbing a thick handful of my hair as she turned me around and pulled me toward the living room.
I groaned and grabbed her hand, but I had such little strength. "What are you doing, Ash? You know I wouldn't hurt you." My voice was nothing more than a whisper.
"You're gonna love this." She moved and sat down on my chest as I cried out. Everything hurt.
"Get off. Fuck, please, get off." I pushed at her, but my arms were so weak.
"It takes about twenty minutes for the drug to go from making you feel sluggish to giving you so much energy you could knock down buildings." She leaned down and ran her fingers over my lips. "One makes you hot under the collar. Two makes you so horny you could fuck farm animals and three of them? Well, we know what three of them do."
"What did you do?" I tried to turn my head as my stomach contracted tightly.
The sound of someone's muffled screams almost stopped my heart. Jenna. Tied to a chair, in nothing but her panties and a bra.
"No. Let her go. She wasn't going to hurt you, Ash." I turned back to face the girl I thought would love me forever. "Hear me. Let her go. Seriously."
"Oh no. You had the chance to help me." She continued to play with my mouth. "I am going to leave soon though, but you should be prepared. She's not drugged."
"No." Terror raced through me and I pushed Ash with all my might, barely getting her off the top of me. I rolled onto my knees with the last bit of strength I had and stuck my finger down my throat, trying to force myself to throw up the contents of my stomach.
"Good luck. That shit rushes through your bloodstream so fast." Ashley stood up and wiped her hands before turning from me. "He's going to fuck you until you wish you were dead. Zandra's such an incredible drug when taken in the proper doses, but a little too much, and bestiality. It's horrible. I've seen some crazy shit, Jenna. And one pill too many?" She laughed loudly as I gagged over and over, getting fucking nowhere. "Death. Poor Darek. He misunderstood the instructions. I like it hard and rough... one pill too many?"
Jenna went nuts beside me, the chair hitting the floor hard and jolting my nose against the hardwood beneath me. I groaned as my pain dissipated and warmth rushed out from the center of my stomach, dancing along my nerve endings and leaving me famished.
"Nate. One more present from me." Ashley brushed my hair to the side, and I rolled over and grabbed her, licking and sucking at her wrist. Everything about her looked good. Really good. I needed to fuck her long and hard.
"Ashley. Goddammit.” I pulled her down toward me and she laughed.
"No. Jenna’s all yours. I'm giving her to you." She extended her hand and dropped a little white pill on the floor beside me. "Here you go. One more of these things and you rape her all night long. You're welcome."
She stood and I glanced over at the pill, realizing what the fuck she'd done. The shot glass. I’d known something tasted bitter in my first shot of vodka. Lust burned through my veins, my cock so hard it felt like it might crack.
"Shit," I groaned and slid my hand down into my pants, wrapping my fingers around my swollen flesh and pumping fast and hard. Tears burned my eyes and I glanced over at Jenna, who was crying hard. "It's all right. I won't hurt you."
I cried out again and turned away from her as every part of me screamed with violence to rip her out of the chair and throat fuck her until she begged me to stop.
"No," I whispered against the floor and continued to jack off.
The extra pill. I rolled back over and our eyes met.
She shook her head and moved her chair toward me as I reached for the pill.
"It's good. It's better this way, baby. You're not meant for a guy like me. I promise you aren't." I grabbed the pill and gripped it tightly in my hand as a scream ripped from my throat. My orgasm violated me, stripped me of my dignity, forced me to keep pumping my cock though it hurt to do so.
"Nate. No!" Her voice was sharp, angry. "Look at me, goddamnit."
I turned toward her as tears dripped down my face. She’d somehow worked the gag off her mouth, but it clasped tightly around her chin instead. That shit had to hurt. "I'm not scared to die, Jenna."
Another moan ripped through me, and my back lifted off the floor as I came clear up my stomach, hitting myself in the chin and chest with it.
"No. This is stupid. We love each other. Don't you take that goddamn pill. Do you hear me?"
I lifted it toward my face and moaned loudly. "You had half a pill and you let me spank you like a whore." I forced a smile on my face. "Two of them. The fucking bitch put two of them in my drink somehow."
"Then make love to me. All night. You've been promising. Don't leave me here to watch you die." She screamed and bounced, pounding her chair against the floor.
"No way. You don't make love like this. You deserve better. This is all my fault." I rolled onto my stomach and slipped my other hand into my jeans to stroke my balls. "Turn the other way. Fuck. Please."
"No. It was all her. Don’t tell me any different. I don’t want to hear it. Just get me out of these fucking ropes. Now. Nate, look at me. This is ridiculous. I love you. I want to fuck all night long."
I wasn't even sure where the pill was. Panic raced through me and I closed my eyes and concentrated on how good it felt to thrust as hard as I could. Ashley was a conniving bitch. She knew exactly what she was doing.
Sadly enough... she'd won. I'd be dead soon, or Jenna would.
