Nothing.
“Do it!” Megan screamed and moved forward a bit so she could kick her friend.
The distance between them was just enough to make it impossible for Megan’s foot to cause damage, but only because of the rope holding her hands. If she had been low like Samantha she could have easily reached her and hit her hard, but then, if she was low like that she wouldn’t have to rely on her friend at all. Now Samantha was her only hope, and it, like the hope of her father coming to the rescue, was fading fast.
“If you don’t untie yourself we will die down here,” Megan said.
Again her friend did not reply.
Megan screamed.
Her voice bounced off the concrete walls several times and then faded.
Megan tried kicking her friend again with her naked leg, but once again couldn’t reach.
Tears threatened to fall after that, but she held them back, thoughts of killing Jimmy herself helping to distract her mind.
If you kill, him you will die.
But at least it would be more satisfying than waiting for him to kill her and then get away with it.
And once he was dead and Samantha saw it maybe she would snap out of her fear induced submission?
* * *
The school day passed quickly for Jimmy and Tina, both of them having only had to go to their morning classes. Normally a half day would have seen them going to all their classes, each one shortened considerably so they could all fit, but this half day wasn’t like that since the other grade levels still had a full day.
“I feel bad for your brother,” Tina said as they left the school. “It really is silly that we get to leave so much earlier than him.”
“Yeah, but he only has three hours to go,” Jimmy said. “He will survive.”
“Yeah, three hours isn’t really that long.”
“No, and there are worse things than having to sit in class during them.”
An uneasy silence followed.
The two stepped out of the parking lot and onto the sidewalk that would take them around the small lake and into the neighborhood, Jimmy’s eyes once again glancing at the garbage bin he had so foolishly thrown the videos into.
“What is it?” Tina asked.
“Oh nothing,” Jimmy said. “Do you think your mother will be upset that you didn’t stay?”
“She’ll be upset, but I don’t really care.”
“How come?”
“Because she doesn’t deserve any of the credit. When she left she made the decision she didn’t want to be my mother, but now she is trying really hard because the court says she gets a second chance. It’s stupid. This country is so focused on blood relations as if there really is a connection there, but there isn’t. They could have put me in a house with a lady that had no idea who I was who never even set foot on in Illinois and she would be just as connected to me as Rebecca is.”
“Huh,” Jimmy said. He really didn’t know how to add anything to that.
“What’s worse is how often people in this country will side with a mother because of the fact that she carried the baby for nine months even if the father would be the better parent. If Rebecca had wanted to she could have probably gotten custody of me without much trouble when she left. It’s stupid.”
Jimmy thought about a girl in one of his classes who had once said she would rather have an abortion than sign her child up for adoption because she couldn’t stand the thought of giving up her child. The statement had confused him at the time, but now that he was a few years older and had gotten a better idea of the world, he had come to realize she wasn’t alone in her thoughts. It was weird.
“But what can you do about it?” Jimmy said. He had planned on sharing the story of the girl, but then decided against it.
“Nothing I guess,” Tina said.
“Exactly.”
No matter how loud she shouted no one was going to be convinced so why even bother.
Tina’s house appeared on the left.
The two stopped.
Jimmy’s mind replayed the statement she had made earlier about being all alone and wondered if she wanted him to come in. How did one go about asking that? How -
“Do you want to come inside for a while?” Tina asked.
“Um, if you think its okay,” Jimmy said. “I don’t want you to get in trouble.”
“Come on, it’ll be fine,” Tina said and took hold of his hand.
Jimmy felt a pleasant tingle run up his arm as she pulled him toward the door, and when she let go to open the door an impression of her hand stayed against the skin.
The house was quiet.
“You’re sure she’s not home?” Jimmy whispered.
“Rebecca!” Tina shouted.
Jimmy jumped.
No answer followed.
“See,” Tina said with a smile.
Jimmy returned the smile.
“Come on.” She took hold of his hand again and led him up the stairs.
Jimmy’s heart was racing. Were they going to have sex? Did she want to have sex?
She wouldn’t have taken you up here if she didn’t, his mind said.
But maybe she would? Maybe she just wanted him to see her room.
If he made a move and it turned out she didn’t want to have sex with him it could ruin everything. But if he didn’t make a move and she did want sex that might ruin things too.
“My room in Glen Ellyn was better,” Tina said as the two entered.
Jimmy looked around and said, “Looks cool to me.”
“Believe me, it isn’t.” She tossed her backpack into the corner while saying this and took a seat on the bed.
Jimmy stayed where he was, unsure what to do.
“Come sit by me,” Tina said.
Jimmy did, placing himself a few inches away.
Tina quickly closed the gap and without warning her leg was touching his through his jeans. The tingle that developed from this was considerably greater and more pleasurable than the one that had entered through his hand moments earlier.
Jimmy didn’t know what to do. In his mind he saw himself reaching around and kissing her, his body eventually pushing her down onto the bed, her own hands touching him while also undoing all the obstacles between them.
The action stayed within his mind, however, and rather than making the move he just sat there.
Do something! he shouted at himself.
Nothing happened.
Silence settled.
Just kiss her, or touch her leg, or touch her breast.
Jimmy raised a hand to do the later but then quickly pulled it back, the fear of upsetting her getting the better of him.
* * *
Tina watched the hand come up and thought to herself, here were go, he’s going to do it, but then saw the hand fall back and felt her heart sink. He wasn’t going to make a move.
You do it!
All she had to do was reach over and start touching him, maybe press her hand against his groin, which had an obvious bulge in it, and start rubbing. Once she did that he would finally realize what it was she wanted and would take over, his body pressing into hers as the two indulged in the love making process.
Just touch him!
Her hand didn’t move at first, but then she gently placed it on his thigh and said, “I really like you, Jimmy.”
He didn’t respond right away and when he did his voice got caught up in his throat, the words “I like you too,” badly mangled.
Her hand rubbed a bit against his leg, yet still he didn’t make a move.
Move it closer!
She ignored this cry, her mind wanting him to take charge — needing him to take charge.
Kiss him.
This she could do and quickly leaned in and touched her lips to his.
Jimmy seemed surprised by this and pulled back as their lips touched, but then moved in and kissed her back. His hand then came up and took hold of her head and held it in place so he could kiss her harder,
his lips pressing into hers with quite a bit of force.
After a few seconds Tina had to pull back.
Jimmy looked surprised and said, “I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s okay.”
Jimmy stood up from the bed. “I should… I—”
Tina reached out a hand and took his and pulled him back toward her. “I liked that, Jimmy,” she said.
“You did?”
“Yeah.” She grabbed him by the front of his jeans. “I liked that a lot.”
She stood up after that, her body pressed up into his because of the bed, and kissed him. Down below she could feel his erection pressing into her and quietly slipped her hand down into his jeans to touch it.
Jimmy quivered as she did this and then, without warning, took charge and pressed her back down onto the bed, his hands first holding her head as he kissed her again and then moving down to explore the other parts of her body, his fingertips teasing her as they gently crisscrossed her most sensitive areas.
What followed was amazing and completely unexpected and by the time it was over she felt thoroughly used up, her body barely able to move.
* * *
Jimmy lay next to Tina for a long time afterward, pleased yet angry, though not with Tina, but himself, because of how much he had enjoyed what had just happened. It wasn’t just that, though. It was the enjoyment he had felt with her compared with the lack of enjoyment he been feeling with Samantha and Megan, something which he should have been enjoying more than what he had just done, because it was what he had been dreaming about for years.
It didn’t make sense.
There had been absolutely no bondage involved in what Tina and he had done, yet the moment she had slipped her fingers around his penis and slowly started to stroke it while kissing him, he had known this was going to be the greatest moment of his life, and that his orgasm would be intense.
And then when she had licked him and swirled her tongue around him, one hand holding his penis while the other tickled his balls, all before slipping a condom onto him and then getting on top of him and easing his penis into her pussy and riding him until he came — god he could have died a happy man after that. It had been incredible.
And if she was tied up while doing it, her only goal to please him while also taking pleasure in what he did to her… that is what heaven would be like in his eyes.
But how would he go about getting her to do this?
Worse, what if he drove her away by asking this and she never again did what she had just done to him.
What if she really enjoyed it and was completely submissive like those girls in the videos he watched?
The questions tugged at his mind as he lay there with Tina, his body feeling completely satisfied, yet strangely craving more. He didn’t want another round right this minute, but he knew he would want to do this again, and again, and again.
With a pair of handcuffs.
God, how could he even ask her something like that?
She would think he was crazy.
* * *
Tina too lay there amazed at what had just happened, though she had no thoughts of bondage or the possibility of bondage — that would come later. Instead she had been overwhelmed with what Jimmy had been able to do with his fingers and how easily they had brought her to one orgasm after another. Eventually she couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed his hand while his thumb was playing with her clit, his index and middle finger inside of her, and pulled him out.
For a moment he had looked confused, but then she had flipped him over onto his back and slid down between his knees, her hope being to give him as much pleasure as he had just given her. To do this she undid his pants and pulled them, along with his underwear down his legs, her eyes surprised but also impressed with his shaven penis, something she hadn’t even noticed while reaching down inside. The lack of hair changed her mind on what she was going to do to him. At first she had been planning on just using her hand, her palm rubbing the head the way she had read in Cosmo, but then decided to see what it felt like to put her mouth around him, the disgust at such an activity completely disappearing due to how clean he was.
Of course, her hands still played with him as well, his impressive size making it so there was enough to go around, and worked on him for a good fifteen minutes, his knees often bucking from the intensity.
Once she finished that, her lips and hands having brought him close to orgasm several times but never actually to the point of no return, she pulled a condom from her purse, tore the package, and gently slipped it onto his erection, her mind thinking here we go, this is it.
A quick sharp pain hit as she eased herself onto him, his large penis slowly but surely tearing away her virginity. Once that happened, however, the pleasure masked the pain and she moved up and down, her athletic legs able to maneuver her hips so that he never slipped free. At first she stayed straddled on top of him, but then after several minutes she laid on top of him, his penis still inside, so that her breasts were pressed into his chest, her lips in line with his. They kissed and kissed and kissed while she worked back and forth with her hips, the position causing his penis to push up against different areas within, ones that were incredibly sensitive.
“Oh God!” Jimmy cried at one point, his knees again bucking up against her. “I’m going to cum!”
“Give it to me!” she cried back. “Give it – ” she felt warmth through the condom and for a moment worried that the condom had actually broken, but then, when she slipped herself free, the thing was still covering his penis, though he had cum so much some had actually slipped down the shaft beyond the edge of the protection.
She had pulled the condom free after that and tossed it toward the waste bucket — it fell short — and then pulled the bed sheets out from under them and eased both their bodies beneath it, her arms around Jimmy.
“That was amazing,” she said while pressed up against him.
“Yeah,” Jimmy said.
Nothing else was said for a long time because words were not needed.
* * *
Alan glanced at Tina’s house while walking home that day and wondered if Jimmy and Tina were inside, and if so, were they having fun. A smile crossed his face while thinking this, one that then faded as he pictured Jimmy and Tina together in bed. Ugh. It wasn’t something he wanted to think about — at least not when Jimmy was involved. Tina he could think about all he wanted and in fact he had even imagined himself with her from time to time, especially when sitting on the shower floor. She was a beautiful girl, one who was nicely built but not stuck up; one he knew would be fun in bed because she wouldn’t be shy or embarrassed to try things. That was the trouble with girls in high school — at least that was the trouble with the ones he had had sex with. They were all so unimaginative and thought sex was just about having a guy stick himself into them and pound away. Alan knew differently. He also knew that there were things high school couples could do that were incredibly pleasurable but didn’t have the risk of getting pregnant attached, things that health classes should talk about rather than the stupid ‘abstinence’ theory. Abstinence was the equivalent of telling a person with diarrhea to just hold it. It was ridiculous.
A deputy cruiser drove by him while he was walking, the deputy inside — he couldn’t make out who it was — not hiding the fact that he was staring at Alan.
Alan waved.
Ever since the sheriff’s daughter had disappeared the police presence had been pretty heavy, yet there still hadn’t been any significant developments. Rumor had it that search parties would be started soon, ones that would comb the woods and fields looking for bodies. Why they hadn’t started those parties yet was something Alan didn’t understand. He hoped there was a good reason for it, but doubted it. He also had a feeling that these two disappearances would ruin Sheriff Reed’s career. People were already voicing complaints about the way he had handled things, and would remember their dissatisfaction come the next vote.
Anoth
er deputy cruised by as he neared the house and caused him to wonder if there would be a heavy presence tomorrow night at the dance. He hoped not because he wanted to try and get Rachel alone somewhere to fool around. He had even hinted at this while in art class with her today and she had teased him with a dozen maybes and will sees.
Maybe we will see if you are able to resist my charm, Alan said to himself with a smile.
An image of her pulling her dress down to reveal what had to be beautiful breasts stayed with him all the way into the house.
“Jimmy, you here?” he called out.
No answer.
His smile grew. What if Jimmy was really getting it on! If so he was happy for his brother, though again he really didn’t want to think about it too much.
The vision of Rachel with her dress pulled down returned. It was a better thought, one that followed him around the house as he got a snack and then went to watch TV.
Nothing good was on so he headed to a news station to see if there was any mention of the missing girls. Nothing was said. Had there not been so much focus on the oil spill and who was to blame for it then maybe some of the affiliates in Chicago would have been interested and driven the three in a half hours south to get here, but kidnappings and suspicious disappearances weren’t the fad right now.
* * *
Megan’s wrists screamed as she purposely lifted her legs into the air so that they would become covered in urine when she peed. Unfortunately she was unable to go when in this position and eventually put her legs back down, much to the relief of her arms, and simply leaned to the side so that it all wouldn’t just splash all over the floor. The position wasn’t perfect and a lot of the urine was wasted, but a good amount still went down her bare leg, the dark yellow liquid almost sluggish as it found the path of least resistance.
Finished, all Megan could do was wait and hope that Jimmy would respond the same way he had this morning when he had cleaned her legs. Worry was present too, along with a small bit of disgust at what she had done despite its potential for saving her life.
Only if your timing is perfect, her mind said. You will get one shot at this, and if you fail…
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