Jadia moaned and writhed as he pleasured her with his tongue and his fingers.
"I need to be inside you," he whispered.
She nodded nervously. "Please be gentle."
"Don't worry. I won't hurt you."
He positioned himself on top of her and prepared to enter her.
"Wait!" She gasped.
A flash of anger crossed his face. "What?" He snapped.
"Do you have a condom?"
He shook his head. "No. You're going to be my wife. What the hell do we need a condom for?"
She swallowed hard.
He grabbed her face and studied her eyes. She looked terrified. "You're not having second thoughts, are you? Cause I can leave."
She shook her head. "No. It's ok," she whispered. "I'm just nervous."
"Good," he muttered. There was no way he was going to stop now anyway. He rubbed his erection against her opening.
"Look at me." He demanded. "I want you to look in my eyes. I want you to remember this moment forever. You belong to me."
She gasped as he pushed inside her. "Oh!" She cried out in pain.
"Shh baby, it's ok. I'll go slow."
David slowly thrust in and out of her. Holy shit, she felt so good. Making love to his princess was a dream come true.
Tears fell down Jadia's cheeks. She prayed it would be over soon.
"I'm going to go a little faster, ok?"
She nodded.
David sat up and pulled her against him. He picked up speed, rubbing her clit. He watched his cock slide in and out of her. Amazing. He sped up again, slamming into her.
"Ow!" She cried. "David, slow down!"
He ignored her. He was almost done anyway.
He jerked a few more times and cried out in pleasure as he exploded inside her. He laid on top of her, exhausted. He finally pulled out. Jadia cried out in pain but was relieved that it was over. David, however, had other plans. He climbed up on her chest and pushed his cock against her lips.
"Lick it," he whispered excitedly. "Taste yourself."
Jadia reluctantly licked her juices mixed with his off of him. He started to get hard again. He slid back down and shoved himself back inside her. She gasped in pain. He came back up and made her suck the juices off again.
He did this a few more times before telling her to get on her knees. He positioned himself behind her, grabbed her by her ponytail and fucked her doggy style. He finally came inside her again and was spent. He pulled out and laid next to her. "Sorry, baby" he said, wiping away her tears. "The first time is always painful. It gets better every time. Are you hungry?"
She had lost her appetite but nodded her head, knowing that her body needed the food to survive.
"Cool. I'll make you some food. Get cleaned up." He kissed her again.
Fucking Jadia was the hottest sexual experience that he had ever had. He couldn't wait to play out the rest of his fantasies on her.
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I laid in bed, sore and unable to move. I didn't want to move. I wasn't a virgin anymore. Not only had he taken my virginity, he had humiliated me. I felt like a whore. I forced myself to get up and stumbled into the shower. I ran the water the hottest that I could stand and sat on the floor of the tub sobbing. Was this my life now? A sex toy for a psychopath? I reminded myself that he probably would have let me starve to death if he didn't believe that I loved him. I had sacrificed my pride for a chance at life. I had to come to terms with that.
I finished showering and wrapped myself in the towel. I wished I had some real clothes. I grabbed the first outfit that I found and threw it on. It didn't matter anymore. I felt broken.
David came back in the room, smiling at me. An hour ago I was excited to see him after being alone for 3 days. Now the sight of him made me sick. He sat on the bed. "You ok, princess?" He asked. I nodded, trying not to let the hurt and humiliation show on my face.
"Are you sore?"
I nodded again.
"Ok. We won't do it anymore tonight. I'll give you a chance to recover."
"Thank you," I whispered.
"Come on. Dinner is ready."
I followed him to the kitchen and sat down in a chair, only half aware of my surroundings. He put a plate of salad in front of me. I stared at it, forcing myself to nibble on a piece of lettuce.
"Aren't you starving? I know I worked up an appetite," he said proudly.
I wanted to jump out of my chair and beat the shit out of him.
"I think my stomach shrank from not eating for so long," I said.
"Well, don't worry about that anymore. You can have whatever you want. We need to keep your energy up." He wiggled his eyebrows at me. I gagged. He narrowed his eyes at me.
"Sorry," I mumbled. "It's my stomach."
I ate as much as I could without getting sick. I did need to keep my energy up, but not for the reasons that David wanted. I was getting out of here.
After I was done, I got up to go back to my room. "Hold on," David said. "I have something for you."
He sat me back down and stood in front of me.
"Since the day I saw you, I knew you were the only one for me."
What the fuck was he getting at?
"You're gorgeous, sexy and sweet. And what you've given me tonight binds us forever. You're mine. And I'm all yours."
He got down on one knee.
No. Oh God, no.
"Jadia Marie Galvin," he said, pulling a small velvet box out of his pocket. "Will you marry me?"
My eyes filled with tears and I gasped. Was he insane? I already knew the answer to that. But I had to give him what he wanted. Until I got my chance to escape.
"Yes, David." I choked out. "Yes, I'll marry you."
He whooped and picked me up, swinging me around. "Oh princess, you've made me the happiest guy on earth. And I'm going to make you so happy. I love you, Mrs. Jadia Hayes."
"I love you too," I muttered emotionlessly.
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Unfortunately, today was Friday. I was sure that David was planning to subject me to other degrading sexual acts throughout the weekend. I looked forward to my time alone today. Before he had gone to work, I asked him to bring me some books to help pass the time. As an English teacher, he was ecstatic. "Have you even started on the Canterbury Tales?" He asked. I shook my head no. "I'll bring you some other good ones. I want my wife to be well read."
He had gone to work but left me free to move around the room. Not that there was much to do. I spent most of the day crying, a mixture of defeat and shame.
David came home and immediately burst into the room. "Hi princess! I missed you so much." He climbed on top of me and hugged me.
"I missed you too," I forced myself to say. If I ever got out of here, maybe I would go into acting. He kissed me hard.
"You look beautiful today, fiancée." He started to unbutton his pants. He was interrupted by the doorbell.
My heart soared.
"What the fuck?" David muttered. "Stay here. And be quiet."
He climbed off me and left, locking the door behind him. I pressed my ear to the door and heard a high pitched voice. "Mr. Hayes, I just don't get it. Can't you explain it to me?" My heart skipped a beat. Thank God for Amber Lewis's sluttiness.
"Miss Lewis, you can't just come to my house because you don't understand the book. This is not the time or place to discuss this."
"Well can't you just help me understand this? You're not too busy for me, are you?"
This was my chance.
"IN HERE!" I screamed. "HELP ME! I'M IN HERE!"
Silence.
"What was that?" I heard Amber say.
"AMBER! RUN! GET HELP!" I screamed.
"Is that Jadia?"
"RUN, AMBER! HE'S CRAZY! GET HELP!"
I heard footsteps running. Then Amber screamed. Her scream was cut short and then I heard silence. "NO!" I screamed. I fell against the door, sobbing.
I don't know how lo
ng I laid there, but after awhile David threw the door open, slamming it into me. He was covered in dirt. "What the fuck was that?!" He bellowed. I cringed away from him. "I'm crazy? You think I'm crazy? I'll fucking show you crazy." He picked me up and threw me facedown on the bed. "You want to be saved from me, huh? You think this is a fucking game?"
He climbed on top of me and ripped my panties off. I laid there waiting for the pain. I heard him fumbling with his belt.
"No one is going to help you, Jadia. You're mine now. You want help?"
He shoved himself into my backside.
"AHH!" I screamed. I felt like I was being ripped open.
"You're mine," he repeated, slamming into me. This was a million times worse than any other pain I had ever felt. When he finally finished, he pulled out and stormed out of the room. I laid on the bed in shame and agonizing pain. For the first time since I had been here, I wanted to die. I was certain that David had killed Amber, and it was all my fault. I should have kept my mouth shut. I should have known that he was capable of murder.
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I managed to crawl to the shower and stood under the stream until it ran cold. I was terrified of David coming back into the room. I knew he was furious with me. I eventually grew tired, climbed under the covers and fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night to David climbing on top of me.
"Still want to be saved?" He muttered.
I shook my head furiously. "David, I'm sorry."
He grabbed me by the throat. "Shut the fuck up."
I gasped for air as he shoved himself inside me. He let go of my throat and held my head down.
"Look at me."
"Oh God, stop!" I cried.
"Look at me," he growled.
I looked into his eyes and saw pure evil.
"You're nothing but a worthless whore," he grunted, slamming into me. "You belong to me. Nobody is going to save you. Nobody."
I cried as he raped me. After he finished he rolled off me and fell asleep. I laid in bed sobbing quietly and decided that if I couldn't find a way out, I would find a way to kill myself. Even death had to be better than this.
I woke up on Saturday morning to David on top of me again. I tried to push him off of me but it was useless. He raped me while forcing me to look into his eyes. Every time I tried to turn my head he grabbed it and held it straight. I would never forget his hateful look.
He raped me repeatedly through the weekend. I knew he was punishing me for calling for help. The love for me in his eyes had been replaced by hatred. There was no way to talk myself out of this. I knew he was going to kill me. It was just a question of when. I only hoped that when the time came he made it quick.
Monday came and he left for work. He completely ignored me as he left. I hadn't eaten for a few days, but that was ok. I wondered how long it took to starve to death. My thoughts were interrupted by a scraping sound.
What the hell was going on? David was supposed to be at work. I realized with growing horror that he had come home to kill me. I sat on the bed and cried.
I love you, mom. I love you too, daddy. Please don't be too sad without me.
I laid down, starting at the ceiling, resigned to my fate.
The door unlocked and swung open. "Oh my god. Jadia!"
I sprang up to see Alex rushing toward me.
"Alex!" I screamed. "Help me! Get me out of here!"
"Holy shit. You're actually here. What did that sick bastard do to you?" He asked, his eyes flashing with anger.
"It doesn't matter, Alex. Just get me out of here." I looked at the clock. 2:30. "He'll be home any minute. We need to go!"
He looked me up and down, as if noticing me for the first time. His eyes filled with tears when he saw what I was wearing. "He raped you, didn't he?"
"Alex, we need to go."
He shook his head. "No. I'm going to rip his fucking head off. I'll kill him."
"No, Alex. He's dangerous. He...He killed Amber," I said, sobbing. Saying it out loud made it much more real.
Alex froze. "What? Amber's dead?"
"Yes! Alex, I'm begging you. Call the police and take me out of here. Please."
He nodded. "Ok. Can you walk?"
"Yes. Come on."
Stepping outside for the first time in over a week was surreal. The sun hit me on the face and the freedom I felt was indescribable. I slid into Alex's car as he put his coat around my shoulders. My outfit today was a lime green lacy thong with a matching see thru lace bra. I was grateful for the coat. As Alex pulled out of the driveway, I sobbed in relief. He called the police on the way to the hospital.
"How did you know where I was?" I asked.
"I didn't know," he responded. "It was just a hunch. I couldn't figure out why Mr. Hayes hated me so much. I talked to him last week, and when I mentioned that you were missing he got angry. Then I thought that maybe he wasn't angry that I said you were missing. Maybe he was angry that I said you were my girlfriend. Then today in English Lucy Hall asked me if I had heard anything about you, and the look on his face was…scary. I was sure he knew something. I looked up his address and left school early so that I could sneak in and look around before he got home." He glanced at me. "But I didn't actually expect to find you. Jesus Christ, Jadia. I can't believe you're ok."
I wasn't sure that I was ok. Or that I would ever be ok again. Alex reached for my hand and squeezed it. I closed my eyes and thanked God for him.
"Jadia? What the hell is this?"
I looked down. "Oh," I said, "That's my engagement ring." I started sobbing hysterically as the reality of what had happened to me came crashing at me like a ton of bricks.
He squeezed my hand. "It's ok, sweetie. You're safe now. He won't ever hurt you again."
Alex pulled into the emergency area of the hospital and turned his car off. "I have my football pants in the trunk. They're kind of gross, but it's better than nothing."
Alex grabbed his pants and helped me put them on. All of a sudden he froze.
"What? What's wrong?" I asked.
He was staring at my ass. "Did he whip you?" He asked incredulously.
My face burned with humiliation. "It doesn't matter."
"Stop saying that. It does matter, Jadia. He WHIPPED you. Jesus Christ. What else did he do to you?"
I looked out the window, tears spilling down my face.
"Did he rape you?" Alex asked quietly.
I tried to control my tears, but I started sobbing uncontrollably.
Alex grabbed me and held me as I cried. "Don't cry. He won't hurt you anymore. The police will get him," he soothed me.
I pulled away and wiped my eyes. "I'll feel better when he's in handcuffs," I whispered.
He smoothed my hair. "They'll get him," he promised. "I'll keep you safe. I love you, Jay. I'll always protect you."
Hearing him say that he loved me made me feel better. I knew that his love was only as a friend, but that's all that I needed right now. I smiled through my tears. "I love you too. Let's go inside and get this over with."
He took my hand and helped me out of the car. "Ow!" I cried as my bare feet hit the coarse gravel. Alex scooped me up and carried me inside.
"My girlfriend needs a doctor right now," he told the receptionist, setting me down. She gave Alex a clipboard. "Fill this out and have a seat."
He shook his head. "We don't have time for that. Call the police. She's hurt."
The receptionist looked at me. "What's your name?"
"Jadia Galvin," I whispered.
Her eyes widened slightly. I wondered what she knew about me.
"Ok. Come with me. You can fill this out later."
She led me to a small private room. I sat on the table. Alex sat next to me, holding my hand. What would Alex think of me when he found out everything that had happened? The thought made me start crying again. Alex held me and stroked my hair. "It's ok, baby. You're safe now. The police are on their way to his house. They'll catch him and lock h
im up forever."
I sat silently, shaking with sobs. I tried to convince myself that I was safe. I didn't feel safe. Not while David was still out there.
There was a knock on the door and two police officers came in. "Ms. Galvin?"
I sniffed and nodded.
The tall, exhausted looking man stepped forward, reaching out his hand. "I'm Officer Ferrell. This is Officer Martinez," he said, nodding to the short female officer. I shook his hand limply. Officer Martinez pulled out a tape recorder. "I know this is hard for you," she said sympathetically. "But I need you to tell me exactly what happened."
"Ok," I whispered. Alex stood up to leave. "No!" I cried. He immediately sat back down and held my hand.
"I need him here. Can he please stay?"
The two officers looked at each other and nodded. Alex had become my hero. I needed his strength to get through this. Officer Martinez started the recorder.
"What's your full name?"
"Jadia Marie Galvin."
"Who did this to you?"
"David Hayes," I whispered.
"I'm going to need you to talk louder."
"David Hayes," I repeated.
"I need you to start from the beginning. How did you end up in Mr. Hayes's house?"
I told her about the party and how David had brought me to his house for a cup of tea. I told her about the forced oral. "He said that if I didn't do it, he would kill my parents." I started crying again. "Oh God, my parents. Are they ok?"
"They're on their way," Officer Ferrell assured me.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
I told her how he had starved me. Telling her how I had willingly had sex with him the first time broke my heart.
"I didn't want to. I didn't know when he was going to come back for me. I didn't know how else to convince him to keep me alive."
Alex squeezed my hand. "It's ok, sweetie. You're doing great." He whispered.
"So the sex was consensual?" Martinez asked.
"The first time."
"Tell me what happened after that."
"He asked me to marry him." I frantically pulled at the ring. I needed it off of me.
"And what did you say?"
"I said yes." Ferrell raised his eyebrows at me.
"It was that or be killed," I snapped. I felt like he was judging me, and that made me furious.
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