23
He watches me, when I lie back down and when I eat. He just watches me. Constantly. I don’t know what else to ask him, because to be honest, I’m afraid of what he might say. I have to think carefully, so I don’t give him any reason to get angry with me.
Pancakes and bacon sit in front of me. He doesn’t eat anything but I’m starving. I wonder what’s going through his head right now. How can he treat his wife this way? What kind of human does that? And why did I like it? That’s a question I don’t think I will ever find an answer to.
“You are trying to piece it together, right?”
I’ve given up trying to work out how his mind works. “Nope.”
He smirks. “Let’s agree not to lie to one another. We are husband and wife, after all.”
I cough, the bacon getting caught in my throat.
“You won’t lie to any question I ask?”
“I haven’t lied to you, ever. I just never told you the full truth.”
“Were you happy that it was me? Or am I just a notch you want to tick off on your bedpost?”
His lips turn up at that comment. “You want to know if I would have picked you to be my wife?” I nod. “Yes, I would have. You’re perfect to me, and your body craves what I can give. Even if your mind hasn’t caught up to that fact yet. You like it rough, and I am rough.”
“Where are we?” I question looking around.
“You’re in a secluded house I own in the woods.”
“How many women have you brought here?”
“None,” he answers.
Do I believe him? Fuck knows.
“Did you fuck all your women before me as rough as you fuck me?”
His smile is smug. “Yes. Rough is my kink. It’s not for everyone, but it is for me and it is for you.”
“No. It is not,” I say disagreeing.
“But it is. You were made for me. I’m a controlling man by nature. I crave to control. You will be my ultimate conquest. And I can’t wait to play with you for as long as I can.”
“What if I don’t want to play?”
“Too late, Everly. I own you now. Not even your family can save you.”
“I can save myself,” I tell him sitting taller.
Gunner gets up from his seat and walks over to me, leaning down so we are face to face, his hands on either side of my body. “You may think you can, but your body wants me. It wants what I can give. Don’t fuck me over, Everly. We have days to play. Then we go back to the real world, and you will be the perfect little wife. Do you understand me?”
“I didn’t like taking orders from my father. What makes you think I will from you?”
He looks down at my bare breasts then back to me. “Oh, you will. Practice makes perfect.” He removes the food and pulls me to a stand.
“I’m not your damn plaything.”
He looks back at me as we walk through a kitchen and through another door. The cabin is small, the living area to my right only has a two-seater sofa and a fireplace, with no television. The kitchen has one counter with a fridge and stove. He keeps on pulling me until he opens a door which leads to the garage. I pull back when I see what’s in there.
“Now is not a time to play shy, Everly.” He tugs me again, pulling me through.
The place is empty, not a single thing in here apart from a stool and an anchor bolt attached to the ceiling. He reaches for something, and when he turns back to me, I notice it’s a length of rope. He ties both of my hands together then lifts them and attaches the rope to the anchor in the ceiling. I try to pull away, to not let him do it, but it’s useless. He’s way stronger than me.
“Gunner. Please. No,” I say shaking my head as he pulls the rope through, making my arms raise above my head.
“No, Everly. You will learn. And this is the way I will teach you.” He steps away and flicks the lights off, and everything goes black. I’m naked tied to the ceiling, standing on my feet with nothing around to help me. I want to cry. I hear his footsteps as he walks away. The door opens and I see his figure outlined in the light from the hallway before the door shuts with a resounding click, leaving me alone to cry.
What’s going on? No one knows where I am. No one knows how long I will be gone for.
I need to leave him. Even if it goes against everything I was raised to believe in. Even if my family will disown me. I need to leave him. No. I have to leave him.