Chained

by Jaimie Roberts

  “Fuck!” he cried. “Livy, you feel so fucking tight. Do you want me to move?”

  My mind cried no, but my head nodded in earnest. Right now, I wanted it more than my last breath.

  He didn’t waste any time. He thrust hard inside me again, making me cry out. “Harder!” I shouted, unable to fathom what in the hell had gotten into me.

  I didn’t care right now. With each thrust, my orgasm was creeping back up with a vengeance. It rose unlike any orgasm I had ever had before. It was intense and climbing faster with each movement he made.

  “Oh god!” I cried again.

  “That’s it, baby. Let go. Fuck, you feel so good.”

  He rammed into me so hard, the orgasm painfully shot through my body. All my limbs went rigid as spasm after spasm raced through me. I could hear the blood pumping through my veins, the hairs rising on every single part of me. It celebrated with joy as my orgasm didn’t stop. I screamed as the intensity of it coursed through me.

  Uncle pushed even harder and deeper as his breathing became frantic. “Shit, Livy!” His whole body tightened and I felt him come inside of me.

  He came inside of me!

  Oh god! What had I done? What kind of person had I become? Surely I didn’t want this. Surely I didn’t crave this man as much as I craved Kit. I had become conditioned to Uncle from the very first day he took me under his wing. It would only be natural for me to react a certain way to him, but not like this. Not with this intensity.

  With him breathing hard on top of me, my mind raced for answers I couldn’t give myself. What would cause my body to completely take over my mind like that? Surely it wasn’t the promise of Jack Daniels.

  Then it hit me. The tablet Ian had given me. I thought it was for my headache, but could it possibly have been something else?

  “What did you give me?”

  I felt Uncle stiffen above me and I knew I had my answer. I closed my eyes and felt the tears brimming. I couldn’t cry, though. Uncle didn’t like weakness. I couldn’t let him see me weak.

  “You came inside of me.”

  He picked his head up to look at me. Smiling, he swept a strand of hair away from my face. “Livy, I’m coming up to my thirty-ninth birthday. I’m not getting any younger. Besides, you were promised to me since you were young. It’s only natural that you bear me a son or daughter.”

  My eyes widened and my body went stiff. “What are you talking about?”

  He smiled wickedly. “Oh, Livy. Did you not know anything about your father? He was in trouble and he needed my help. In return, he promised me the one person who had pure blood. You are a Caudwell, after all. He knew you would be quite the catch when you were older. Every man who knew who you were would want you. He knew that and he also knew my weakness for you. Even when you were a little girl, I would dote on you, Livy.” He trailed a finger down the side of my face, looking at me adoringly.

  Suddenly, I felt nauseated. How could he? I always thought my father was a good man, but I was completely wrong. I knew he never hugged me or showed me love, but I was hoping it was because he was so busy. I was hoping he still felt it, but found it hard to show his emotions. After all, he was a lord. He was related to royalty and a man of very high standing.

  “How could he do that to his only daughter?”

  “Livy, don’t hate your father. He was doing it to keep you all safe. Don’t you realise that by now? He also knew you would never want for anything with me. Anything you want, Livy, I will get it for you. All I ask in return is that you marry me and bear me a child. Someone who can carry on your legacy. It was only natural it would be with me. You understand how powerful I am, Livy. You’ve understood that ever since you were little.”

  I shook my head, unable to take it all in. Uncle saw my anxiety and stroked my face. “Shh, Livy. I know this is a lot to take in. I will give you some time to think it over. You knew this day would come. You promised me it would come.”

  I did. The sick part of me accepted his advances because I would rather feel something in my life than the emptiness every day.

  He pulled out of me and I winced. “I’m not sure if you’re ready to stop just yet. What you have inside of you is quite powerful.”

  I felt nauseous again. “What is it?”

  Uncle smiled. “Call it a form of Viagra, but it’s good for headaches, too. I was just doing you a favour. I knew you would be uptight, so I was just letting you unwind. Drugs wouldn’t be a good thing for an addict, so I thought Viagra would be the next best thing. Now, thank me and go and take a bath. I have some business to attend to.”

  “Thank you.” The words just naturally slipped out. Again, this was Uncle asserting his authority.

  I got up as instructed, and he watched with a smile as I walked towards the bathroom.

  “I knew you’d have a beautiful body, Livy. One that should be worshipped. I know how to make you feel good, baby, and I promise I will.”

  I put on my best smile and opened the bathroom door. Before going in, I turned and saw him getting dressed. “What’s your name? I can’t keep calling you ‘uncle’ now. After what we’ve just done, it sounds kind of sick.”

  Uncle laughed and pulled his shirt back on. He had a great body. It was tanned and sculptured in such a way, he would be the perfect specimen to paint. But there was only one person I wanted to paint, and I would never see him again.

  “Call me Zac.”

  That surprised me somewhat. “Zac?” I wasn’t sure whether that was his name, but it would be better than Uncle.

  He laughed a little. “That’s my name. You can use it now that you are mine.” He stalked towards me with a heated stare. He roamed his eyes over my nakedness and my nipples reacted. Whatever he gave me was strong. Just one look and I wanted him to take me again. I hated it.

  I loved it.

  Zac obviously noticed this as his smile said it all. “Go take a bath. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He reached out and flicked his thumb over my nipple. I moaned, throwing my head back.

  “So fucking sexy. I would take you right now if it wasn’t for this stupid fuck I have to deal with.”

  With his face pained, he turned away from me and walked towards the door. “Go take a bath, Livy. It will help you relax a bit.”

  He closed the door behind him, leaving me desperate for more. My mind was relieved he was gone, but my body wanted him back again. I just hoped this would wear off soon as I didn’t think my heart could take anymore.

  I loved Kit. I wanted Kit.

  With my head hanging in shame, I walked towards the lavish bath. I was surrounded by luxury. I knew Uncle... Zac... Whatever the hell his name was… I knew he would make good on his promise. It just wasn’t what I wanted.

  I turned the water on in the bath and dribbled some bubble bath in. I sat at the edge, wondering how on earth my life had turned out like this. I stared as the bubbles formed and grew as the water filled.

  I wanted to cry. I wanted the floodgates to open at the loss of feeling something real in my life. This wasn’t real. Everything around me wasn’t real. Kit was the only real thing I had, but I had lost it. I was only given a glimpse of a life worth fighting for, but it was being ripped away from me again.

  I waited a little longer, feeling nothing but numbness. I still had desire simmering in the background. For now, I was just letting the numbness come. Feeling numb was better than feeling the pain I knew would eventually envelope me. I had been trapped all my life. What difference did it make if I was trapped again?

  Once the water was filled to a suitable level, I dipped my foot in and shivered at the warmth. I manoeuvred over and slid down gently into the bath.

  Everything came to life again. My body was on fire, desiring anyone to put out my flame.

  Without thinking, I closed my eyes and moved my hand down between my legs, feeling the swollen nub beneath my fingers. I moaned as I moved it around a little, taking my nipple in between the fingers of my other hand and feeling it puc
ker beneath my touch. My whole body quivered. Whatever Zac had given me, it was enough to heighten every single touch.

  I moaned again as, harder and faster, I swept my finger across my clit. I opened my eyes and screamed when I saw a man standing there, staring at me with a big smile on his face.

  “Please, don’t stop on my account. I’m quite enjoying the show. The only problem is the bubbles are in the way.”

  I grit my teeth. I recognised his voice the moment he opened his mouth. “Craig.”

  His eyebrow rose and I noticed how good-looking he was. He had jet black, cropped hair, light brown eyes, and a dimple on his chin. He sported a five o’clock shadow, and muscles strained against his Female Body Inspector t-shirt. I almost rolled my eyes at the sight.

  “You know, I could help you with that.” He pointed to the bath to emphasise his point.

  I sighed. “You could get into a lot of trouble being here. Does your Boss know you’re in here, leering at me?”

  Craig laughed a little. “I like to live on the edge. A little bit of danger never hurt anyone.”

  I huffed. “Of course you do.”

  “Craig, what the fuck? Don’t you know Boss is right downstairs?” Ian emerged behind him and looked my way. His eyes widened when he saw me in the bath.

  Craig laughed. “I came in the bedroom to deliver some clothes and heard some noises coming from the bathroom. I had to come and investigate…just to make sure she wasn’t in pain or anything.”

  Ian looked at me with concern. “Are you?”

  Craig laughed. “No. I think she’s more than okay. In fact, I think Boss needs to come back up here and service his woman. If he doesn’t want to, I’ll certainly do it.” He licked his lips.

  Ian smacked him on the arm. “Get the fuck out. If he knows you’re in here, he’ll kill you.”

  Ian clenched his fists and that one small movement had me burning again. They both made a move to leave when I suddenly shouted, “Ian! Wait!” He hesitated and turned around. “Can you pass me a towel?”

  I wanted to get out of the bath. I was thinking that the warmth was only making me crave sex rather than relax me. I wanted out.

  Ian walked towards a closet and got a towel out for me. I lifted myself up and Ian handed it to me whilst he looked the other way. I couldn’t help but smile at this. He was definitely unlike Craig.

  I took the towel and wrapped it around my body. When I started to get out of the tub, I slipped. Ian caught me and steadied me in his arms. We locked eyes for a moment as he lifted my legs out of the water and onto the floor.

  “Thank you,” I said breathlessly. I was becoming a wanton slut.

  Ian swallowed nervously. “You’re welcome.”

  I squeezed his arm a little, noticing how solid it was. I squeezed again because I couldn’t seem to help myself.

  “Olivia, you need to stop. I realise you can’t help it at the moment. You would want Freddy Krueger if he walked into this bathroom right now. It’s just… You doing this is going to get both of us in some serious trouble. Well, me anyway.”

  He offered me a smile and my brain wanted to apologise, but my body didn’t. “It hurts,” I admitted. “I can’t think of anything except what my body wants right now.”

  Ian sighed and moved away from me. “I know. I understand that. It’s the drug he’s given you.”

  I pursed my lips. “You mean you gave me. I know they weren’t tablets for my headache.”

  Ian grimaced. “I didn’t know until afterwards. Craig gave them to me.”

  I sighed and looked away. “Of course he did.”

  Ian ran his fingers through his hair. “I can’t help you. I’m sorry. Boss was wrong for leaving you like this. You’ve probably got another two hours before the drug even begins to wear off.”

  My eyes widened. “Two hours? Two hours of feeling like bursting if I don’t have sex soon.”

  Ian bit his lip and coyly looked at me. “Yeah. Sorry.”

  I grimaced as another shot of desire ran through me. My insides clenched, wanting the feel of someone’s touch. I closed my eyes, remembering the most intense orgasm I had only thirty minutes ago. Immediately, I felt wetness trickle down my legs, and I knew it wasn’t water. It was my own longing dripping, wanting. I never knew it like this before.

  I opened my eyes to look at Ian. He must have seen the expression on my face because his eyes widened. He backed out of the bathroom and reached around his back, pulling out a radio and pressing the button. “Tell Boss he needs to come up as soon as he can. We have an urgent situation up here.”

  He released the button and another voice came through, “Copy that.”

  The more Ian looked flustered, the more my desire pooled between my legs. The only thought in my head was how much I wanted his cock inside me. It didn’t matter that, other than his first name, I knew nothing about him. Nothing mattered now apart from what my body wanted.

  A sound echoed through the room and if it wasn’t for the fact I felt a rumble through my chest, I would have sworn it wasn’t me. It was animalistic. Completely not me.

  Ian swallowed nervously and backed further away from me. I came walking toward him, licking my lips. I didn’t care about anything else right now except the raging burn between my legs.

  “I’ll go get him now. I promise.” With fear and reluctance in his eyes, Ian hastily left, shouting and slamming the door behind him.

  I stood waiting. I didn’t know for how long. Maybe two minutes...maybe five… It felt like an eternity.

  But then he entered the room.

  My lord and master.

  My body instantly reacted to his hungry stare, and I ripped the towel from my body. Zac walked towards me, picking me up in his arms, backing me up against the wall. “Sorry I left you, baby. I don’t want to see you in pain. Do you need me to make it better?”

  I whimpered, nodding. I needed something, anything from him right now.

  “I shouldn’t have left you on your own. I’m so sorry, baby. I promise to make it all better now.”

  I whimpered again as he trailed soft kisses down my neck, his hand coming up and touching my breast. “Please…,” I begged. I was beyond any other emotion right now. Everything other than his touch ceased to exist.

  I felt Zac tug at his belt as he unzipped his trousers, then thrust inside me as I cried out. He claimed my mouth with his as he slammed into me over and over again.

  “Baby, you feel so good. So fucking wet for me.”

  Immediately, I could feel my orgasm rise. Never had one climbed so fast before.

  “Zac!” I cried, unable to hold it back.

  “Fuck… I love it when you scream my name.”

  He carried me away from the wall and threw me down on the bed. He held me at the edge as he stood above me. He pushed himself as deep as he could, then did the one thing I totally unexpected.

  He slapped my clit.

  That was all it took. I came, screaming over and over again as my orgasm raced through my body. Zac moaned as he moved inside me, but all that did was heighten my orgasm. I was on so much fire, it just kept raging on and on.

  “Do you know how good your pussy feels when you come around me? Fuck, I’m having trouble keeping control when it comes to you. Why the fuck did you make me wait, Livy? You knew this was how it was supposed to be.”

  He cried out again as he pounded into me, harder and faster. My whole body quivered and shook with every thrust. Before too long, another orgasm raced to claim me, making me scream so loudly, I thought the ceiling would cave in.

  “So. Fucking. Beautiful,” he hummed, then his body suddenly clenched. “Livy!” he screamed as he let go of his own release.

  He collapsed on top of me, both our bodies heaving and covered in sweat. My mind was numb again, not wanting me to remember those perfect eyes and his perfect hair and his perfect caress.

  “I promise I won’t leave you until you’re ready, okay, baby?”

  I nodded, knowing
his sweet words would pull me to him.

  Zac was sucking me under again. He knew damn well what he was doing. And the biggest problem? It was working.

  Chapter 19

  It was at least another three hours before I felt the drug start to wear off. By the end, the only thing I could feel was my drooping eyelids. I was so tired. I didn’t mind, though. I would rather feel that than the emotional pain I knew would cripple me later on.

  Holding me in his arms, Zac had instantly fallen asleep. I think I wore him out more than myself, but he only had himself to blame. I wanted to be mad at him. I wanted to hate him so much, but the need to sleep overcame me so strongly, I had to give in.

  *****

  Moaning, I woke up when I saw light shining into my eyes. Every part of my body ached and I didn’t know why. My head was fuzzy and I was so comfortable, I didn’t want to move. I heard a sound in my room and a tug on my arm. I smiled widely, feeling lighter than air.

  “Kit, come to bed. I don’t want to get up yet.” I grabbed his hand and yanked him to me, the feel of him so good against my back.

  Without another thought, I pulled his hand up to cup my breast, but there was resistance.

  Then it hit me with a thud. I wasn’t at home. I had been taken last night, then… Oh, my god! No!

  I shot up, seeing Ian staring at me with wild eyes. “Who’s Kit?”

  Oh shit, no. Why did my weakness take over when Kit was obviously in danger?

  Kit. My Kit. The person from whom I was taken. The person I betrayed over and over again last night.

  Without thinking, the tears welled. Before I knew it, I was balling like a baby. Ian, shocked, started looking around the room frantically, wondering what to do.

  “Olivia, calm down. Please, calm down.”

  I couldn’t help it. Once the floodgates opened, I couldn’t seem to stop.