Captive Romance Part 2

Esha opened her sleepy eyes and everything around her appeared vague to her. She felt dizzy and struggled to keep her drooping open. She saw a hazy form of a enormous man hovering over her.

"Who are you?" She asked as she tried to raise herself up from the bed, "why have you brought me here?"

"You can call me SS."

Esha felt nauseated and felt like throwing up. The man picked her up from the bed and carried her to the washroom as her hands and feet were still tied. He rubbed her back softly as she threw up. She felt terribly weak after she was done with it and slid back upon him for support. He washed her face and carried her back to bed. Esha realised that she was almost naked except for his oversized jacket over her lingerie.

"What have you been doing to me?" She asked as consciousness dawned upon her.

"To be honest," he said with a filthy grin, "I would have, if I really wanted to. And you wouldn't have objected to it as you were sleeping absolutely unaware under a heavy sedation for hours now."

Esha shivered as those words fell in her ears.

"But no don't worry." He said calmly, " I wont do you any harm as long as you obey to me. Won't you?"

Esha nodded quietly.

"Good," he said, "I'm going to cut your ropes. Have some food and behave like a good girl."

As he was cutting her ropes Esha came upon with a plan that can makes her free from his captivity.

"My feet are aching and swollen as they have remained tied for hours. Can walk around the room for a while?"

"Go ahead."

She walked a few steps and then acted as if she was about to fall down. He came forward and slid his arms around her waist. She fell on his chest on pretext of leaning for support. She used the chance to press her breasts on his chest. As she did so she could feel his breathing increase and a moan of pleasure escape from him at the touch of those soft round eminences. She chuckled as the first step in seducing him was a success. All of sudden, he grabbed her by arm and flung her upon the bed. He jumped over her and pulled the zipper down on the jacket she was wearing. He slid his hands inside and caressed her breast with such fervour that the tantalising sensation almost knocked her off her senses.

"Stop it," she screamed as it became unbearable, "please..." she said begging him.

"Better don't try such petty tricks on me ever again," he said as he took his hands off her.

He pulled her up from the bed and thrust a bottle of alcohol laced with drugs into her mouth. He watched her slip down on the bed again and slid back into unconsciousness.