Damsel Not

CHAPTER 15

Katie walked out of the hotel lobby, thankful for the evening warm breeze. She had an errand to run, a gift for Jake that she had made two days ago. With only a day left on their vacation, Katie was almost disappointed.

She rounded the corner, seven blocks from the hotel, into the alley to the store. She found the man she had spoken to a few days ago about Jake's gift and greeted him warmly.

"A good evening, Sir," Katie called out.

"It isn't. These alleys are haunted by shadows at night, all the shops have closed." The old man looked disheveled.

"What happened?"

"Last night, the shop next door was attacked. Fuckers shot the poor boy and took all their day’s work. It's just sad."

"That's horrible. I hope he'll be okay."

"He will, but he won't be the same again. Here it is, using the titanium as requested." He stretched out his hand to her. “Simple feller, isn't he?"

"Yeah, and patient too. I don't know what love is supposed to feel like, but I’m willing to bet that I'm in love with him."

"It’s love my child, you don't know what it's supposed to feel, but you are showing it. Titanium is not a simple rock. That says a lot."

"Thank you." She handed him her credit card and soon excited the store, feeling elated.

She stuffed the gift into her bag and walked up the alley to the streets. Suddenly an uneasy feeling crept her back and her hair stood still. Someone was following her. She started to walk faster but her legs just seemed to walk slower. Her breath came in short staccatos and she chanced a glance over her shoulder. A dark form grabbed her by the neck and covered her mouth with his strong hand.

Katie wiggled trying to free herself, trying to get loose but he held her in place. She wanted to tell him to take her bag but leave her alive, she had money, he could take everything he wanted, her bag fell to the ground but the man didn't reach for it, instead, he reached for her skirt, where she had forgone wearing panties to avoid the friction on her tender buds.

That’s when she became frantic, she kicked and struggled with more force, but his tight grip grew even stronger, she heard his zipper pull and knew what comes next, and as if wanting to scare her further, he let her mouth free and she spewed pleads out.

"Please no, take the money, and the credit cards, I won't report them missing. Please no, ple...!" His hand came back to her mouth, covering it again, but her struggles did not cease. She fought even when she knew there was nothing she could do, she fought, maybe someone will see her and help her, maybe just maybe if she fought harder he'd give up and leave her alone, but that wish too was obliterated when she felt the head of Mr. Victor against her opening.

Her hysterical cries fell on deaf ears, her assailant had a goal, and it was to take advantage of her, in an alley, that was now pitch black. Her mind went back to Jake, her sweet sweet Jake, how would she explain this terrible heinous act to him, he'd be so angry that she snuck out of the room while he slept, how stupid could she be, so stupid, walking around, in a town she doesn't know, alone. Her eyes darted to the store she came from, the light was still on, but nobody was coming outside, besides her cries were muffled, and they couldn't hear.

Mr. Victor began to inch into her, at a steady pace, slowly stretching her, her skin crawled and he wished the earth would swallow her, but wishes are not horses. Her assailant suddenly slammed into her, making her produce a muffled shriek, and her walls constricted and her first orgasm assaulted her, how could she find pleasure like this, she played with Jake, yes, but not in a million years did she wish to be truly assaulted, especially not in a back alley, against a rough wall, then he began to slum into her at a steady pace, vigorously. Her hair was all over her face now, her tears smeared all over her face, mucus coating the gloved hand. Holding her in place, every thrust more agonizing than the last, every time wondering what she'd tell Jake.

In and out of her he thrust, relentlessly, unfazed, she had now lost her strength to fight, but not her will, she tried one last time to break free, but his hand come around her stomach more firmly and held her in place as he found his release, the hot spurts of liquid fueled her own orgasm and she let go, surrendering herself, she was of no use now, she was being punished for her s****l escapades, her father was right, evil lived inside her, and because she refused to cast out her demons, punishment was reigning on her.

She felt her body go weak, her legs giving up, her hands dropped to her side, and her head fell. Katie wondered what was happening to her just as she felt a needle pulled out of her neck. She had just been drugged. Her body, still disheveled and exposed, was thrown over her assailant’s shoulder and he walked away, with her hanging off his back, the cool breeze hit her bare ass, as if sensing it, he spanked her and chuckled. Well who was to blame him, he could celebrate, he just grabbed a woman and was taking her away to do God knows where and what he could do to her, she was helpless, and on top of it, not another soul knew about it, just the two of them. Darkness come over her as everything become a blur, sounds muffled and she slept.

Katie heard sounds as she struggled to open her eyes, a table, a bad wobbly table and she wished to shut her ears. Then she listened closely, not a wobbly table, but a table hitting the wall and she was on this table, her body fully awoke and she tried to get up but a hand came down on her back to stop her.

She hadn't dreamt it all, she truly had been r***d and abducted, in a town she hardly knew, where was Jake, how long had she been out, Jake where are you? She cried, silently, but she knew, he'll find her. Jacob had people and money, he definitely has people already looking for her, they'll find her, they are looking, she had to have a little hope in her left, or she'll give up.

Her body suddenly went still, Mrs. Victoria pulsed, her fingers dug into the table and her body come to her tippy toes as her body gave way to yet another orgasm. Well, that's new. Her body was stalk still but her insides were happily letting go, it's like she drew her orgasm from every nerve of her body, she hasn't jizzed like that ever, her whole body quivered, her s*x still spasming as more of her orgasm assaulted her, her head shot up and a scream left her lips as yet another orgasm claimed her. Seriously, that can't be, her body was betraying her.

She fell back on the table her legs flat on the floor and felt the Mr. Victor inside her pull out, and the evidence of their mating streaming down her thighs, which were now raw. Many times she had drawn a little consciousness, she was been f****d, one time her eyes open a little and she came face to face with a masked face, he looked straight at her, and pounded even harder, her stares were motivation, he looked at her, willing her to do something, she didn't know what, she tried to speak, he looked like he wanted to listen, but her eyes grew heavy again and she saw darkness.

"You come twenty two times in less than three hours, that's a record I don't think we'll ever break Little Kitten." Her eyes flew open, and her body tremble as she tried to get up.

"Jake?" She couldn't believe it.

"Come, your body is pretty much used, I don't think you can move an inch for at least a day or two." She come to her side and scooped her into his arms.

"It was you, all along, it was you." She said, to confirm, for the anger rising in her wasn't as small as a volcanic eruption, it was worse.

"Yeah,"

"You stupid son of a b***h, you are a f*****g bastard." A string of assaults and obscenities left her lips as Jake laid her on the couch.

He stood and looked at her, weak but a spit fire, and smiled.

"I thought I had been kidnapped you i***t, I prayed the entire time that you'd find me. But I guess you had already." She murmured.

"Oh you prayed for more than that Kitten, every time you reached orgasm you screamed my name, something tells me you knew all along it was me. The odds of it being me just weren't in your favor."

"I called out your name." She asked, unsure, as she took the cup of tea handed to her.

"Yeah, you did, all twenty two times, I counted. How's your throat?"

"Scratchy." Just then she felt how painful it really was, she had been screaming, hard.

"There you have your answer."

She settled on the couch and looked at the man sitting on the table across her, of course her subconscious had known it was him, her body had known, that first thrust had been so much like a drug she missed, it was Jake's signature move. She had known, but she couldn't believe it could be him, how did he even find her.

"How did...”

"I followed you, wondering why you were sneaking around. You never sneak around. You went to that shop and my suspicions grew even more. I thought you were pawning the necklace I bought you, that would have been a d**k move. I hid behind the shelves to listen to your conversation, waiting for the right time to show myself. My heart was breaking and I was beginning to see red, he handed you a chain, and the words.... what came out of your moth made me lose control. I watched you smile at a simple key chain, like it meant a lot. You don't know but you were tracing your ring finger around my name...' He stiffled a cry. He was crying. "Completely oblivious, in love with a man who was about to rush to a conclusion." He raised his eyes to look at her.

"You didn't even ask how much the guy owed you, you didn't care. The guy saw me you know, saw my tears and winked at me, he knew I was your Jake, knew what I heard. I followed you out of the store, I wanted to pull you into my arms but I didn't know what to do. Then you started to walk really fast, like you were running away..." he laughed, "and I knew what to do. I tapped into your fear. With the old man's story fresh in your mind, you thinking I was asleep in our suit, I had all the cards right."

"I was so scared." She whispered.

"I know, your fear fed my demon. My incubus is resting, well sated, and so are you. But deep down, you know you weren't really scared."

Katie listened to her inner thought, silently, wondering why she was so screwed up and so very f****d up. The more she tried to validate herself, no matter how much her mind had wished for a rescue, she knew she had been feeding a fantasy, she was feeding her succubus, and it was taking what it needed, it took and took it all, very well.

Maximilian's beautiful scars blasted through the speakers, like a message to her.

He was no longer a reason to exploit her s****l desires, it wasn't her inner wild self she often referred to as her succubus, it wasn't a need to rebel or desire that which her family thought demonic, at least not any more, it was her, this was her, her true self, princess by day and demon by night.

"I'm a sadist."

She finally let those words came out loud. No, she was finally owning who she was, not an out of control daughter, but a woke daughter. She loved who she was.

"We are my love, me you both. I'm in love with you Kitten, all shades you come in."

"You do get the Irony of calling me kitten, don't you?"

"I do, and you scratch pretty badly too." He said,

"I do?" To answer her questions, Jake stood and turned his back to her.

Katie gasped and her left hand went to her mouth. His back was covered in bright red claw marking, most had definitely drawn blood. Her eyes went to her fingers and saw dried blood inside her finger nails.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry."

"I have a way you can apologize." he looked at her wickedly and she knew s*x was the apology.

"I'll do it." She answered hurriedly.

"Never apologize for giving me pleasure." He sat back and kissed her lips gently. Confusion was written all over her face. "The first time you clawed me, I come before I was ready, we were in bed, upstairs, and suddenly it happened. The second time you were on the throes of a fourth consecutive orgasm, I was watching like always, I think it was too strong, your fingers dug into my back, I came so hard veins popped all over my face and blood circulation to my head stopped, I looked like I was having a seizure. Best orgasm ever. So yeah, pain is good." He said that last part shrugging his shoulders.

"I can do that." She smiled.

"So, food? Where do we eat?"

"Let's go to a place we haven't had s*x yet. We only have two days." She chimed in, happily.

"Please marry me." Jake said breathlessly.

Katie's eyes grew wide as she stared at Jake. Jake touched his head to hers.

"Alexa, play Nobody's Love by Maroon 5," Jake spoke to the small speaker on the table.

A tear fell down Katie's face and kissed her. He pulled her off the couch to straddle him; he then rose to sit on the couch, her naked body on top of him. This wasn't their usual kiss, it was more tender, sweet, and comforting, and this was his way of showing her how tenderly he could love her. He adored the woman in his arms and was ready to jump loops for her. Jake knew that Katie craved tender sweet love like a child craved her mother’s breasts, and he'll give it all to her, every which way, blood, sweat, and tears, he'll give it all to her. For he knew, with every fiber in his body that he was nothing without her, he wouldn't be himself if she left. He tried to condition him to her but conditioned her to him, now she owns him: mind, body, soul, and heart.

"Alexa, Play Memories by Bella Lambert."

Katie too had been conditioned, she didn't have to say it, Jake knew, he had her heart now. He owned her, she was his.

Forever.