Unthinkable Second Chance Mate

Chapter 11 Trapped

The next morning, I woke up even before the sun was shining through the window, so I had to reach over and turn on the bedside lamp. After my eyes adjusted, I looked around to make sure no one was hiding in the corners of my room. The shadows were dark so it was hard to see all of the room. I got out of bed and walked around while straining to see if there was even the slightest movement. There was nothing, not even a sound coming from anywhere in the room. A sigh escaped my lips as I sat back down on the side of the bed and reached for the clothes I had taken off the previous night. I didn't feel them, I got down on the floor and started feeling around frantically for any kind of fabric, but there was nothing there besides the carpet. The twins had snuck in and taken my clothes while I slept.

I was sleeping extremely hard now for some reason, it was completely unlike me. I had always been a light sleeper, even before they had raped me. I really didn't know why I was sleeping harder now, it made no sense to me. My stomach started to growl and I put my hands over my belly. I hadn't eaten since breakfast the day before. I shouldn't have slept so hard with an empty stomach. There was no way I could sneak off to the kitchen for any food because I still had a chain connected to the collar around my neck. I laid back down and pulled the blankets back over me. The only thing I could do now was wait for one of the twins to come unhook the chain from my collar so I could start my day.

The time seemed to drag on slowly as I just lay there with nothing to do. I tossed and turned in the big bed but I couldn't even fall back asleep. It started to feel like I would be stuck in this room forever, even the sun had started to shine brightly through the window. Finally, I heard the lock on the door click open. I looked at the door just as the twins entered the room and pulled the blankets tight around my body. Brendon smirked when he saw that my grip on the blanket had tightened. He seemed to be smirking more often than not lately. Brandon had some clothes in his hands that he brought over and sat on the foot of the bed.

"Will someone please let me off this chain? I have to go to the bathroom." I asked while staring at the floor.

"Such a good girl, asking for permission." Brendon teased me from across the room.

Brendon walked forward and pulled a key out of his pocket. He leaned down over me and unlocked the chain from the collar. I sat there waiting for him to move away but all he did was stand up straight. He didn't move away and neither him or Brandon seemed like they were going to leave the room. I gripped the blanket as tight as I could before moving to the edge of the bed. If they wouldn't look away or leave, I would just take the blanket with me. Brandon caught the clothes he had put on the bed as they started to fall and Brendon grabbed my hand. They both stared at me and they both had stupid smirks.

"We can't let you take that blanket with you, it will get dirty." Brandon said to me as his grin grew wider.

I looked down and felt myself go pale as the blood drained from my face. They had been planning this for a while. There was no way I would let them see me, but they weren't leaving and I really did have to go to the bathroom. I sat on the side of the bed and tried to make a decision that I wasn't prepared to have to make. I decided I would try to wait them out. Looking back up, I felt a bit of defiance surge through me and I sat scooted back into the middle of the bed. Irritation flicked across Brandon's face as I made sure they understood I would not be giving them the show they wanted.

"Are you sure about your decision?" Brendon asked, his amusement never wavered.

"I am very sure. I can hold it until you two leave." I said.

Brendon's amusement seemed to increase. The twins shared a look between the two of them and my heart started to speed up. I was afraid of what they had planned next. These two had already taken my whole life from me and now I was stuck in their house as their slave. I couldn't leave if I tried after my failed escape. They had planned to keep me from having even a chance. I shouldn't have tried to run away when I did. I should have continued to form a perfect plan so that my freedom would have been guaranteed, but I saw the opportunity and I had to take it. Now, because of my impatience, I didn't know when I would get another chance.

"Perfect, we can wait here all day." Brendon smiled at me.

My face fell. I hadn't expected them to wait me out. I had hoped that they had some sense of decency left and that they would leave the room. They went and sat down on the couch, they were completely determined to make this hell for me. This nightmare seemed to be ceaseless and there would be no waking up. Brandon stepped closer to me so I scooted away, closer to the other side of the bed. The twins looked like they were about to start laughing at any minute and I couldn't stand to look at them for another minute so I looked back down. All of a sudden, the blankets were ripped off the bed. I used my hands and arms to cover as much of myself as I could.

"Was that so hard?" Brendon asked in a sickly sweet voice.

"I like her playing hard to get." Brandon chimed in.

"I think I do too. This way is so much more fun. Not only do we get to break her defiance, but we also get to take her modesty away from her. There's just no fun in a completely compliant slave." Brendon chuckled back at him.

"Leave me alone!" I hadn't been paying attention to them.

"Let the fun begin." Brendon smiled at me before glancing at Brandon.

They started to inch closer towards me and I kept scooting away. Brandon quickly circled the other side of the bed and effectively trapped me in the middle. I backed up to the head of the bed. There was no escape for me. This was their way of letting me know they were paying me back for trying to run away yesterday. They were bound and determined to make me feel more trapped than I already was in this room. I would have no choice but to do whatever it was they were wanting. I wasn't going to break down without a fight though, I wasn't going to just give in. They would have to fight to get what they wanted from me.

Brandon had reached the head of the bed. There was now one on each side and I was stuck right in the middle. Brendon and Brandon reached for me at the exact same time. Before either of them could touch me, I jumped up and ran right off the foot of the bed. As soon as my feet touched the floor, I put my hands back over myself to cover as much as I could. The twins sat on the bed and started laughing hysterically. They were enjoying making me feel uncomfortable. I felt myself starting to blush a deep red so I took off straight to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I wouldn't leave until they were gone.

I could hear their laughter through the door. Brushing it off, I turned on the water for the shower and went to the bathroom while I waited for the water to warm up. Surely they would have grown bored and left the bedroom in the amount of time it would take for me to take a shower and get clean. The water helped drown out their laughter just a little bit but they were still loud enough to be heard. Rolling my eyes, I checked the door again to make sure it was locked and then decided to get in the shower. After I stuck my head under the water, their laughter finally subsided.

Finally, I could breathe easier, knowing they would be gone when I went back into the room. Now all that was left to do was take my shower and get dressed. If I could make it through today, maybe tomorrow would be better. I probably wouldn't even be in this situation if I had told Agatha and David about what had happened. I had let them think that my only issue had been that Cade had rejected me. By the time the twins had shown up at their house, it was too late to tell Agatha and David that my lack of social grace was because I had been raped. There was no going back now to undo it.

My mind started to drift off to Cade, my heart still ached slightly when I thought of him. He was supposed to be my future, my other half, and he didn't even listen to my side of the story. Even though he hadn't been there for me, I couldn't help but wish I could look into his green eyes again. I would have loved to be able to run my fingers through his hair and feel him close to me. We were supposed to have a future together. I was supposed to be sharing my bed with him by now, but instead, he rejected me. Instead of protecting me, he had pushed me off to the side and made me suffer alone. All of a sudden, the shower door was thrown open and I almost fell as I saw him on the other side of the door.

"Hello beautiful." Brendon said as he stepped into the shower behind me.

"Brendon! Get out!" I screamed at him.

"Brendon? Did you just call me Brendon?" his smirk faltered and for a minute I thought I might have mixed them up.

"Get out." I said again.

"You don't get to call me Brendon." his anger was showing through.

He quickly pushed me up against the wall, effectively trapping me. The look on his face let me know that I had f****d up. His hand was at my throat and it made it difficult to breathe. I tried to cover my body with my hands but he quickly gathered up both of my hands in his. He let go of my neck long enough to pin my hands on the wall above my head and then he grabbed me by the throat again and pushed me back into the wall. He let his eyes trail down my body and all I could do was stand there. I glared at him as his eyes finally reached my face again and he smirked back at me. There was no way I had got them mixed up, this was definitely Brendon.

We stood there with him holding my hands above my head and keeping a hand on my throat for a while. He let go of my throat and gently caressed my face. I turned my head to the side and looked away from him. He grabbed my chin and forced me to face him once again. I felt myself starting to blush again as he trapped my lips under his own. My heart was racing in my chest and I was certain he could hear it. His hand started to caress the side of my face again before slowly making its way down my neck. He grabbed my right breast and started to pinch and pull lightly on my n****e. An involuntary moan soon escaped my lips and caused him to kiss me rougher.

A feeling started to grow between my legs that I wasn't used to. My body was betraying me and there was nothing I could do about it. I squeezed my legs together as he continued to play with my breast. The kiss finally ended as he pulled away to watch my face. He pulled on my n****e again and I couldn't stop myself from gasping. His smirk broadened into a full smile. He started to graze his fingers down my side and straight between my legs. I clamped my legs shut but he managed to pry them apart and shove his knee between them, making it impossible to close them again.

He leaned forward and started to kiss on my neck and I felt the shivers make their way down my spine. When he felt my body tremble beneath his touch, he let his hand finish its path. He pushed a finger inside of me and cupped his hand against me. Every time he would move his finger in and out of me, his palm would rock against my c**t. I couldn't keep myself from moaning as he added a second finger. He kept moving his fingers in and out of me and simultaneously rocking his palm against my c**t until I felt like I was going to explode. There was a pressure building up between my legs and before the explosion could happen that I knew would bring satisfaction, he pulled away from me. I was left standing there breathless and confused.

"Finish your shower and remember that you may call me either Master or Sir but never are you allowed to call me Brendon. Do you understand me?" his words were harsh.

I nodded my head and looked down at the ground. My body had completely betrayed me and I still didn't even get that sweet release that my body begged him for. He stepped out of the shower and turned the hot water up a little more, it had already gotten cooler since he had first stepped in. I heard him chuckle softly after he shut the door behind him and I stood there feeling completely lost. This had been my first punishment and it was for simply calling him by his actual name. I wasn't just trapped here physically but now I was trapped in my own body, Brendon had shown me he has control over me whether I like it or not.