Her Demise

The floor is cold. It's wet and uncomfortable. My muscles hurt and I am exhausted. The last thing I remember is sitting at my table at the restaurant. The waiter brought me my wine. I only made it half way through my glass and I felt dizzy. The next thing I know I'm tied up and in this dark room. My knees are bloody and my body hurts. This is it. This is the end for me. I don't know what's going to happen but I know I am not making it out of here alive.

"I walk into my best friends house behind him. He grabs us a couple of beers. We sit down take a drink and proceed to go over the details. She's been missing 3 days and there's no sign of her anywhere. Her purse and car were still at the restaurant when I got there. I waited over an hour and there were no signs of her. I know she wouldn't of just disappeared and not told me. She's not like that. My buddy suggests we start at the restaurant and go from there. Why not. Couldn't hurt."

I hear footsteps above me and a door opening and closing. There are people upstairs but I can't move to even make a sound or draw attention. I listen to the movements and noise. The door opens again and then closes, back to silence. No movement no noise just my breathing. I know james is looking for me. I know he will find me. He would never give up.

"We get to the restaurant and start going through the place looking for anything suspicious. My Judy heads to the back to ask questions while I head to the bar. Maybe the bartender knows something. I ask if he's seen a young woman in here tonight, blonde curly hair about shoulder length, blue green eyes, petite and about 5'4". The bartenders eyes bulge out of his head and he looks towards the back then toward me again. At this point I know this man knows something. He motions to the other end of the bar and I follow. As I sit on the bar stool he slides me a drink and napkin. On the napkin it says "He knows" . As I crumple the napkin and grab my drink my buddy appears next to me. He tells me nobody saw anything and he's going to head home he will see me tomorrow. Ha.....I tell him bye and see him later. As I watch him leave I head out the back and to his house. He is hiding something I know it. "

Again I hear footsteps but only one set this time. There coming fast and angry. I close my eyes and wait. As the basement door opens I hear heavy steps coming down the stairs. I curl up into myself and close my eyes tighter. I feel him close to me. To close. He smells of sweat and alcohol. It's making my stomach turn and I want to run and hide. I don't know how long I've been here I don't know where here is. I feel the end of the whip on my skin and I brace myself. Just like last time he starts whipping me. Calling me u grateful and a whore. Telling me nobody loves me or is coming to save me. After I don't know how long of this he finally stops. I'm bleeding bruised and losing consciousness. The last thing I hear is he will never find you, he isn't even looking.

" I sneak up to the back of his house. I see him walking through toward his bedroom. When he comes back out he has a bull whip and rubbing alcohol. What the fuck is he doing? I walk around the house trying to find a way in. His bedroom window is open slightly so I open it more and climb in. As I go through the house I can faintly hear the whip cracking and light moaning. Maybe he's just into kinky which I can't complain. I get closer to the sound and realize it's coming from the basement and hear the whip Crack 2 more times. Then he talks and I know this fucker friend or not is gonna die. With no care in the world he yells he will never find you, he isn't even looking. As I hear him coming up the stairs I see nothing but red. How could he."

As I lay there bleeding, my wounds burning from alcohol being pourd on them and feeling like I'm going to die I hear crashing and fighting. I try to move but can't. I wish james were here. But he's not even looking according to the man that has me. I hear more crashing and yelling then everything goes quiet. I don't know what's happened. My wrists and hands are bound and I'm being lifted into somebody's arms. This is it. The end. I have met my Demise. This man is taking me to kill me. He carries me up the stairs and out of the house. I still can't move or open my eyes, I don't want to see what comes next.

"I found her, I actually found her. 4 days looking 3 of which that bastard was trying to throw me off. Best friend ha. She's bound, bleeding, and hurt bad. I head to the hospital. She needs urgent care. I answer all their questions explain all event leading up to getting her. When we're done they inform me she is awake and weak but I can see her. As I enter her hospital room she looks up and starts bawling the minute our eyes meet. She believed him I can tell. This fucking sucks."

He's here, James is here. But I don't understand why. He wasn't looking for me so why is he here. As I focus on his face I see a range of emotion. Fear, anger, hurt. I'm still confused and not fully awake. He comes and sits on the bed next to me. He grabs my hand and the warmth of him spreads through my body. God I missed him. He kisses my hand and a single tear drops from his cheek as he whispers I'm so sorry princess. I guess he feels bad for not looking for me. As he starts to speak again he is cut off by the doctor entering the room. The doctor checks my vitals, and tells me I'm lucky james got to me when he did or I might not have made it. My eyes fill with tears as I stare at james, he came for me. He is who found me and saved me. He was looking for me.

"As the doctor tells her what happened she snuggles closer to me and cries. I can't believe that asshole had her convinced I wasn't coming. As I hold her and let her cry she climbs into my lap and puts her nose in the crook of my neck. She takes a deep breath and relaxes into me. She is beaten and broken and so fragile I don't want to hurt her more so I gently embrace her. She starts wiggling in my lap and the doctor takes that as his que to leave. As he exits the hospital door he smiles and winks at me and locks the door behind him. She is in no shape and I can't believe he agrees with her actions."

I'm hurt and broken but I need him. I almost died while he was searching day and night for me, I need him. I start kissing up his neck and grinding on his lap. He pulls me away from him breathing hard. He shakes his head no while clearing his throat, he has minimal control right now and I'm going to snap that control. I reach down and undo the buttons on his jeans. His cock is hard and aching to get out. I lean in and rub on him while staring straight into his eyes. I need this, I need him. All I'm wearing is my hospital gown and nothing else, he frees his raging cock and I instantly am dripping. He scoots us back on the bed and lofts me up slightly. I position him under my entrance and slide down his shift enveloping his cock in my tight wet needy pussy. He groans in satisfaction but then stops and won't let me move. I need friction and movement, I need him.

"She slides down on my cock and I moan at how good it feels. This woman is naughty as fuck but, sheneeds tender care right now. I don't let her move or bounce on my cock instead I gently lift her up and down so she is barely doing any work and is just holding on. I won't last long. It's been 4 days and a lot of stress, she starts breathing faster and moaning and I know she's getting close. I thrust up into her hard a couple times and we both come undone. She bucks and death grips my shoulders. By balls hitch and I release inside her. As we come down from our high she slumps down on me and sighs deep. She is with me again safe, home, and mine. I will always go after her."

As he slips out of me and puts himself away he grabs a cloth and cleans me up. Then he takes off his boots and coat. Comes over to thebed and starts to climb innext tome. I shake my head no and pull at his shirt. I just smirks and removes his shirt while shaking his head. He understands, I want to feel him, he warmth, his heart him. I need to feel and know he is there.