Chapter 4: First Time

Sex Scene Warning!!!

Celeste: No, don't!!

Isiah: Pussy.

Victoria: Huh?!

Isiah: You're acting like a pussy right now. One way or another, I'm fitting it in. Every single inch.

Celeste: No!! I can't do it with you!!

Isiah: Do you think I give a fuck?!

Celeste: . . .

Isiah: Whatever bitch, I'll do it another time.

Isiah gets off the bed and pulls me up by my hair.

Isiah: Before I leave, let me make one thing straight. While you're here, you're nothing but my slut. There's no other use for you except for me to use you. So next time, I don't give a fuck if you "can't do it with me" or if it "won't fit".

He lets me go causing me to fall and then leaves us alone in the basement. The moment he's gone, I rush over to Keith.

Celeste: OH MY GOD KEITH I'M SO SORRY!!! I need to find something to help you!!

Keith: Celeste that's not necessary. Just stay with me.

Celeste: What?!

Keith: There's no way in hell he'd ever bring me to a hospital, and there's a huge chance he'll keep torturing me...meaning I'll die sooner or later.

Celeste: W..wait! No! I can still help you! I know a few medical things! Give me a second to gather everything!!

Keith: CELESTE!!!

Celeste: What?!?! I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU SO CAN YOU PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE?!

Keith: You can't help me! There's nothing in this basement that could help me.

Celeste: . . .bullshit.

I keep running around in hope of something to help Keith but it's no use...every corner I turn, there's nothing but knives, bats, hammers, pliers, guns, and metal rods.

Celeste: FUCK YOU ISIAH!!! FUCK YOU!!! WHY ME?!

Keith: Celeste...come sit with me.

I slowly walk over to Keith and rest in his arms.

Keith: Ugh.

Celeste: Oh I'm sorry!! I forgot your whole body must be hurting.

Keith: No it's okay. Just lay.

Celeste: Alright...

I attempt to forget about everything and fall asleep but I can't. Somehow Keith is sound asleep even through all this pain.

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In the morning, or what I think it is, I wake up in Keith's arms just like the night before. I managed to get a few hours of sleep.

Isiah: Rise and shine!!

Celeste: huh- OH SHIT!

I turn around and see Isiah sitting on a chair behind me.

Isiah: Let's go.

Celeste: Go?

Isiah: Yes, upstairs.

Celeste: But what about Keith?

Isiah: Fuck him, he can die for all I care.

Celeste: If he's gonna die then so am I!!

Isiah: Not before I get the chance to fully use you.

Celeste: There's no way in hell I'll let you touch me!!

Isiah: You did yesterday.

He's not exactly wrong about that, but I couldn't move either so it doesn't count. His hand was holding down my leg and I couldn't move.

Celeste: I didn't want you to anyway!!

Isiah: You should be lucky I touched a slut like you in the first place.

Celeste: I'm not a slut!!

Isiah: These pictures of you say otherwise.

He pulls his phone out of his pockets, unlocks it, and goes to his photos.

Celeste: What the fuck-

There are hundreds of photos of me in different peoples houses. Some of them are me giving out blowjobs, hand jobs, and other things. Then there's pictures of me leaving with money in my hand.

Isiah: Yeah, you got caught. Who knew you worked as a prostitute? Well, with a body like that, I could see why you would want to show it off.

Celeste: W-Why do you have pictures of me anyway?!

Isiah: If you're that embarrassed I can delete them. I don't need them anymore anyway, since I have the real thing.

He looks me up and down which makes me a little uncomfortable.

Celeste: U...um on another topic, what are you gonna do to Keith?

Isiah: Well I don't have anything better to do with him, so I guess I might as well kill him.

Celeste: What if we made a deal?

Isiah: And that is?

Celeste: U..uhh- I'll let you do anything you want to me?

Isiah: I already can.

Celeste: No you can't-

He suddenly picks me up and pushes me against the wall.

Isiah: I can do anything I want to you anytime I want. I already told you, while you live here you're nothing but my slut.

Celeste: Why do you get to decide what I am?!!

Isiah: Because you're helpless against me. Besides, you know you want it. I can already tell by that look on your face.

Celeste: No!! All I need is Keith and to go back to my normal life!!

Isiah: So if I fucked you right here in this hallway, would you push me away?

Celeste: YES!! I already told you I only need Keith!

Isiah doesn't say anything, but instead throws me over his shoulder and starts walking somewhere.

Celeste: Where are we going?!

Isiah: To my room.

I rest quietly over his shoulder while he brings me to his room. When we get there, he tosses me on the bed and immediately takes off his shirt.

Celeste: I swear to god if you don't let me out of here I'm gonna-

Isiah: You're gonna what?!

He turns around and looks at me with the most devilish look I've ever seen.

Celeste: N...nothing

Isiah: On all fours now.

Celeste: What?

Isiah: You don't know?!

Isiah walks over lifts me up by my waist and puts me in a position where I'm bent over on my hands and knees. He then spreads my legs.

Isiah: Arch your back and stay in that position.

Celeste: I don't know what makes you think I'm gonna listen to you.

He walks into the closet and comes out with a box.

Isiah: Just know, if you don't, your precious boyfriend is dead.

Celeste: You sick bastard!!

He doesn't reply but instead opens the box and dumps out everything inside. I see handcuffs, blindfolds, a paddle, rope, tape, vibrators, some type of clips, and a few other things.

Isiah: This is the beginner set.

Celeste: For what?

Isiah: BDSM dumbass.

Celeste: . . .

Isiah: Oh shit I almost forgot the most important part. Your outfit. Let me go get it.

He walks back into the closet and pulls out another box. He then opens it and pulls out a black latex outfit.

Celeste: There's no way in hell I'm wearing that.

Isiah: You sure are.

Celeste: How do you even put that on?!? There's about...20 different straps and buckles!

Isiah holds the outfit in my direction and points t the bathroom.

Isiah: Make it work.

I get off the bed and walk into the bathroom

Celeste: Uhhh...It's a little tight on me!!

Isiah: Come out.

I walk out of the bathroom nervously.

Celeste: Why are you staring at me?! Don't make this any worse than it has to be.

-Isiah's perspective-

As I watched her walk out, I could only stand and stare. This is what I've been imagining all those years, and now I get the real thing right in front of me.

But I can't get all nice with her. She's nothing but my slut, my toy, my-

Celeste: Isiah! You zoned out for a second.

Isiah: Oh. Also, what makes you think you get the privilege to call me by my name? You address me as Sir anywhere at any time.

-Celeste's perspective-

I don't know why the hell he assumes he can just waltz in my house, kidnap me and my boyfriend, and order me around but it's irritating the hell outta me.

Celeste: Yes, Sir...

Isiah: That's better. Now get on the bed.

I do as he says and position myself the way he had me before. He walks towards the bed and picks up the paddle.

Celeste: What are you gonna do with tha-Ah! FUCK, WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!

Isiah: Turn back around and shut the fuck up.

I do as he says and wait for what's next to come.

*smack*

Celeste: mhmf-

Isiah walks over and pulls me by my hair so I'm now facing him.

Isiah: Make another sound and I'll fucking destroy you.

I bite my lip in hope of staying quiet. Then, the paddle comes crashing down once again. Nothing but a squeal escapes my mouth this time. I hold still waiting for the next hit, but nothing happens.

Celeste: Isiah?- Ughh!

Before I know it, I feel something deep inside me, and Isiah's hand pinning my head down to the bed.

Isiah: I thought I told you to call me sir?!

Celeste: T...That hurts!!!

Isiah: Oh it does? Good.

Celeste: Isia- I mean, Sir, stop!!!

I can feel tears start streaming down my face in pain.

-Isiah's perspective-

Yes. This is what I wanted!! This is what I've always longed for!! The pain she's experiencing right now, I want her to hurt more. I want to see more tears streaming down her face, I want to see her skin turn red from the pain.

I start to go faster and harder. Her legs start shaking making it harder for her to stay up in the position. I have to grab her by her waist just to help her stay up.

Something about women feeling helpless against me while I'm fucking them just turns me on. Their pains equals my happiness.

-Celeste's perspective-

He starts to go faster causing my legs and arms to get weak. It gets harder for me to stay up and in the next 30 seconds, I'm sure I'll collapse.

But at the same time, there's something about this that feels so good. This pain I'm feeling feels awesome. I don't even know how to explain it. I must be a psychopath to think pain feels good though.

Isiah: You finally came... and it's a lot too. You can lay down now.

Celeste: T...thank you Sir...

I sigh a breath of relief and collapse on his bed.

Isiah: Give me a second to clean up and then I'll be back for round two.

Celeste: Round two?!!

Isiah: You didn't think we were down, did you?

Victoria: U..uh no sir...

Isiah: Alright give me 5 minutes.