In his grasp 2

Exploring

A few days had past and my phone has been going crazy. I’ve had phone calls and texts from my friends asking me if I was okay and trying to find out what had happened. I was just too ashamed and embarrassed to go into detail so I just told them that I really wasn’t ready to talk about it. They understood and didn’t keep questioning me. Ryan had text me every day so far, making sure that I was being looked after and to let me know he was there if I needed to chat to someone. I didn’t want to complicate things between me and Joe as I could tell he was a bit jealous of him, even though he will not admit it. I also didn’t want to spoil anything between him and Ashley. It probably wouldn’t as he seemed loved up with her but I want him to be happy.

Joe has been really good to me over the past few days and has taken good care of me. He bathed me after the incident and was very gentle with me. He took me to bed and ordered me takeaway. I could tell he was still angry with the situation but I know that he cares about me and that was enough to ignore his anger. I had to make sure that my bruises had gone so that I was able to look my best for graduation next week. I was finally going to have my degree in marine biology which was the ticket to fulfilling my dream. Thanks to Ryan, I have an interview with the marine rehabilitation centre for a job there soon. They told me that they were excited to meet me however, they wanted to make sure I had my degree first and then I was able to possible work there. 

Joe’s been in and out checking on me but he has a lot of work to do and I have been ordered to stay on bed rest. It was weird being in his house, I couldn’t understand why he didn’t take me to his apartment. After days of watching films and resting in the spare bedroom, I had finally gotten to the point of wanting to explore the house. I walked out of the bedroom and down the long hallway that had doors lined up on either side. I opened the one opposite my room and saw a big double bed it’s red sheets and a wardrobe along one side of the wall that had mirrored sliding doors. Above the bed on the ceiling was a mirror which creeped me out a little. There was a big trunk at the bottom of the bed and picture frames on the chest of draws. I walked over to the pictures and saw lots of them included Arthur. I scrunched my face up as the image of him made me feel sick to my stomach. 

I looked up at the wall and noticed certificates which had been framed. They all had Arthur’s name on them and were awards to do with his airline business. Oh s**t, this must be his room. I felt really uncomfortable all of a sudden and ran out as quick as I could. I didn’t want to be in there for another second. The other rooms were filled with different things. One room had a piano and a load of books in a wall covered by book shelves. Another had a computer and filing cabinets in it which I was assuming was his office. I felt slightly hungry and decided to search the kitchen for something to eat. The fridge was full of fruit, veg, meat and salads. Joe is such a health freak. I grabbed an orange and began to peel it over the bin. 

The front door opened as I was half way through peeling and Joe walked in rubbing his forehead. I stood there and stared at him for a moment, wondering if he would notice me or walk straight past. He looked up and placed his keys on the table. He then turned to me as he realised I was standing in the kitchen. The kitchen didn’t have a door, it was a large open room that connected to the hallway by a giant archway. He smiled at me for a moment and then said “your up! And eating healthy I see” he walked towards me and I smiled in reply to him. I started to munch at the wedges of the freshly peeled orange and he placed both of his hands on the sides of my face, moving the hair as he positioned them on my neck.

“Are you okay?” I asked him with concern. He took a moment before answering me. 

“Yes baby girl. Just a hard day that’s all”. He pressed his lips together and smirked. I couldn’t help myself but feel extremely aroused at the way he was dressed and how he was holding me. He was wearing his suit which was pristine like always and was holding my neck so gently but firmly that it sent tingles through it. I put the orange on the side and reached up to his tie. As I loosened it I said softly “do you want me to make it easier?”

He smirked at me and leant down to me to kiss me. As our lips moved in sync he lifted me up and placed me on the island in the middle of the kitchen. He moved his lips to my neck and passionately kissed it, growing more and more aggressive as the tension built. I pulled his blazer off and arched my back as he wrapped his arm around it to pull me in closer. Kissing my chest, caressing my thighs and biting at my skin, he pulled my top from the bottom to reveal my bra covering my t**s. He stopped suddenly and stepped back.

“What’s wrong?” I whispered gasping for breath from the lust that filled my body. 

“Get up” he ordered and I jumped off of the counter. I looked at him confused as to why he would all of a sudden change his mind. He loved s*x and he loved having his way with me.

“I want to show you something” he said grabbing his keys from the side in the hallway and beckoning me to follow. We walked to a door which led down under the house. He turned the key and switched on the light. I expected it to be like any other basement. Dark, gloomy, cold and creepy. But once the light had lit up the room, the stairs were carpeted with white, soft carpet. It led down to a room that looked like it should be on the top floor of the house. There was a bed, cabinets  with glass doors, metal hooks that were placed in what seemed to be random parts of the room, draws and cupboards and a large chest placed in front of a blank wall. 

“What is this room?” I asked examining every item in the room. The glass cupboards contained whips, cuffs, blindfolds and things I had never seen before. For some reason I was frightened. Joe turned to me and began to kiss me once again. As I lost myself in the moment he pulled away and place his lips to my ear. 

“Strip” he demanding and stared at me as I obeyed. I was standing there, completely naked with my hair up in a pony tail. Joe walked back up the steps after telling me not to move. I heard him close and lock the basement door and he was smirking at me.

“Did you really think...” he walked up behind my and held my breasts, tightly gripping at my n*****s.

“You were going to get away with ignoring my orders... unpunished?” He gripped them tighter and I gasped. It was strangely painful but in a seductive way. 

“I... I don’t know what your talking about...” he squeezed harder.

“Ah... sir, sir! I don’t understand... sir” I stuttered as the pain increased. 

“You will. Now put your hands behind your back and do not move them” he ordered.