Trapped Between Two Enemies

5: Untamable Cravings

Janelle's POV

I could feel my insides boiling in anger at the sight of that monster, Darren. I subconsciously felt the ropes he had tied around my wrists as he violated my body while recording it. And to think that he'd send a gigolo to sway me to come here annoyed me the most.

Blinded by rage, I grabbed the pair of scissors and rushed at him. My fingers clenched the handle, aiming its blunt edge at his stomach.

“I'll f*****g kill you!” I screamed.

But I felt my vision blur out for a brief second, and my steps faltered. Surprisingly, he caught hold of my waist, preventing me from falling. The scissors fell from my fingers, clattering against the tiles.

I could feel my body heating up, and my abdomen was beginning to feel strange. His cologne filtered through my nostrils, and its scent was pleasant and alluring. It was almost as if my senses had begun to malfunction.

“What the f**k did you do to me?!” I yelled, pulling away from his grip.

He walked over to where his minion stood, giving him a pat on the back.

“Weldon, I see you didn't get carried away by her beauty.”

The latter stood at attention, like a soldier in the presence of his commander.

“It's my privilege Sir. But I had to drink some of the substance to get her to trust me?”

At this point, I realized how I even got here in the first place. He came to me at the bar and asked me to follow him over here. It was almost as if he had been stalking me right from my father's company, just to get me to this apartment.

“I asked you a question. What was in that drink?!” I yelled, interrupting their chitchat.

He chuckled.

“Well, that was a bottle of ecstasy containing a fair dose of MDMA mixed with a bit of caffeine. In order words, MOLLY.”

What the f**k? Why would he make me drink a s*x inciting drug?

“It's alright.” He seethed, turning back to face his minion.

He pulled out his wallet, giving him a bundle of cash.

“Take this. Go find yourself a voluptuous girl from a nearby club. Or two.”

“Thank you Sir.”

He immediately rushed out of the room, and seconds later, I heard the sound of his car's engine as he drove away from the building.

As if on cue, I felt a sharp pain below my pelvic area. But it wasn't exactly painful. It was more like the sting of a bee that needed an antidote. I winced.

“I see the drug is working just fine. You must've taken a whole lot of it.”

He slowly unbuttoned his sleeves, and removed his shirt. He also unbuckled his belt, taking off his pants.

I know I should've felt disgusted by him, but as he strode forward in his underwear, my eyes admired him. His smirk was beginning to turn me on, and his perfect body made him look like a model.

I snapped out of my gaze as his fingers grabbed my waist. Then he kissed me with his hand grabbing a firm hold of my neck, choking me. I liked it.

My p***y had become wet as a duck and my n*****s poked my blouse. I don't think I've been this horny in my entire life.

The molly and alcohol had taken control of my mind. I had become thirsty like a vampire. But the blood I craved, was to be touched, to be kissed, and to be f****d.

His fingers began to trail down my blouse as his lips remained on mine. He rubbed my belly button, and his fingers slipped into my skirt, feeling the liquid down there.

He chuckled.

“This morning, I saw a video that reminded me of you. It got me thinking; ‘what could possibly stop her from marrying me?’”

I was still trying to comprehend where his speech was heading, but he plunged into my moist entrance with his fingers, causing me to moan. I grabbed firm hold of him, gripping his shoulder as he m*********d me.

He continued.

“That’s when I realized that I could lose you if you were to get pregnant for another man. So I had to send someone to prevent that from happening.”

His fingers clenched my hair, and with a one violent pull, he tugged my hair, forcing me to face him.

“You're mine and mine only. And now, I shall claim my territory by planting my child into your womb.”

The pain throbbing in my scalp had begun to feel like a tickle. His lips tasted like honey, and his voice was like opium to my ears. My head felt like it was going to explode as his fingers went in and out of my p***y.

“Ahh!” I moaned as a liquid shot out of me, creaming his fingers and messing up my underwear.

He pulled out his fingers and embraced me. I could feel his fully erect d**k rubbing against my stomach as his lips coated my neck and chins.

He smacked his lips.

“I see you're getting ready for me.”

No! This cannot be happening again. My body was in control, and he was taking full advantage of it. I need to stop him, or I'll end up regretting my actions.

He grabbed my hand, making me feel his hard c**k through the fabric of his boxers. It was warm, huge and long.

He kissed me again, but this time, I bridled my cravings and took control of my skin. I dug my teeth into his lower lip, violently biting his soft flesh, until I tasted blood.

“f**k!” He groaned.

His fist collided with my vision, punching me away, until I crashed unto the bed. I could feel my head aching as I struggled to recover from his blow.

“b***h! You bit me.”

He massaged his lips, staring at the blood on his fingers. Then he let out a soft maniacal laugh and stooped low to where I lay.

“Just give it time. Soon enough, you'll be begging me to f**k you.” He spat through bleeding lips.

Then he jolted out of the room, shutting the door behind him. I rushed at the door, trying to escape, but it was locked.

“Let me out!” I screamed, banging at the door.

My stomach felt warm again, and the heat was beginning to burn my insides. I rested my back at the door and fell to the floor, clenching my p***y in an attempt to reduce the uncomfortability.

But it was no use. Even if I had to finger myself until I climax multiple times, it still won't be enough. I needed to leave this room and find a man to f**k me. I can't let myself get pregnant for that monster.

I took a deep breath and looked around for a means of escape, and that's when the sight struck me. The moonlight from the window shone into the room, casting the shadow of its broken glass.

I managed to straighten up and rush to the window, getting the curtain out of my way.

It was much easier than I expected. I gently slid the broken window up, trying not to make a single noise. It was just one floor away from the ground, so I climbed down a metal ladder attached to the building.

After what felt like forever, my feet touched the ground, and I wasted no time in sprinting out of the structure barefoot. To my terror, the path was deserted. It was almost like there were no houses or cars nearby. What if Darren comes after me?

I ran as fast as my feet could carry me, keeping my eyes fixed on the path leading back to the bar. My eyes caught a dim light at the side of the road.

Is that what I think it is?

“A car! Yes, a car.” I said out loud like an uncivilized novice.

The car wasn't in motion and it's lights were all turned off, except for its parking lights. I waved and screamed as I ran to the car until I finally arrived at the spot.

My knuckles banged against the window of the driver seat, and I shielded my eyes to see through the tinted glass. That's when I noticed why he wasn't responding to my waves and screams. He was asleep.

My senses picked up the sight of a bright light approaching us. It seemed to be coming from the house I had escaped from minutes ago. No, that must be Darren. He probably realized that I escaped, and now, he was coming to find me.

I knocked at the tinted glass louder, not wanting to be caught.

I'd rather satisfy my s****l hunger with this random stranger, than go back to that maniac.