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CHAPTER 5 -ANNA
I couldn't have been brought to the ocean could I have? We were further away than that I thought. Nevada was a desert, I couldn’t comprehend how we were on a boat. But one sure thing a boat did mean, my chances for escape had just vanished. If I somehow got overboard, there was no way I could swim wrapped in a sheet and bound and gagged, and although death may have been a better choice than the unknown fate awaiting me, drowning was too frightening a way to go. I sat quietly, beaten for the moment, and felt the cool breeze through the sheet and the vibrations of the engine coming up through the floor of the boat.
After maybe an hour, the boat slowed down, and we rode slowly for another twenty minutes, I could feel the sunlight peering through the horizon, and coming through the sheet very slowly, like a candle lit in the next room.
Finally the boat stopped, and I was pulled up, and set on a dock, with hands still on me, guiding me. I could hear the small waves lapping at a shoreline, and the side of the boat, and finally I was pushed forward, I froze when I felt no hands guiding me, I didn’t want to fall in the water, but an arm wrapped around my waist and made me walk forward, slowly as my legs felt for the dock and the land.
We walked this way for another few minutes, on what seemed to be a nice well-worn gravel path, then a door opened and I was pushed inside and my hands untied, then the door shut again on me. I pulled the sheet off and untied the gag and blindfold to see what horrors awaited me now.
I was surprised to see a normal, if sparse, lake cottage. It was one square room, with two blocked off bedrooms, with only sheets for doors, a wood stove, and a table, set right before two windows overlooking a great big lake, with mountains in the distance. My eyes took it all in, and were delighted at a sumptuous breakfast spread of fresh oranges, cantaloupe, strawberries, blueberries, grapefruit, waffles, pancakes, flan, and gallons of coffee and juices. I quit being scared for a moment and ate as much as I could, as fast as I could. I had no idea I was so hungry, I was too busy being terrified, and even though the thought that the food or drink was drugged entered my head, I didn't care, I was starving.
“That's not very lady like of you,” A voice spoke through one of the curtains behind me.
I froze, my mouth was too full to talk.
“I can see you're going to be difficult, Anna. But now that you're here and know you belong to me, maybe you won't run away anymore?” He laughed out loud.
I couldn't believe what he said. He faced me and I couldn't speak, could barely stand, the dark eyes, handsome face, and cruel laugh staring at me.
“You have no idea how long I've waited to see that look on your face.” He came closer. “Ever since that night you kneed me and left.”
“You!” I screamed at him. “What are you doing here? And how dare you kidnap and bring me here?”
“I knew you wouldn't be begging and pleading for your release, but I figured you'd understand a little quicker.”
“I'd never beg anything from you.”
“We’ll see about that.”
“What the hell am I doing here and what the hell are you doing here?”
“I guess I'll have to explain. Disappointing really.” He sat down and paused before starting, staring at me. “I hate explaining myself. I get rid of people who make me do it, but your case is different I guess. The first time I saw you I knew I wanted you. I tried to win you in the civilized way, I offered all that I had, I was polite, I pretended I cared, and you rejected me. So, I made a new plan. I made a donation that I knew would change the arc of that boy Tommy's career and arranged an opportunity here. If you hadn't followed, I would have arranged something similar for you. But here you were, falling into my lap.”
“You did all this?” I couldn’t believe it.
He paused again and smoldered as he looked at me. “You will not interrupt me again until I'm finished. Is that understood?”
I nodded.
“So, here you are. You belong to me. You can run, but it's dangerous out there for you, a city girl and all.”
“You've kidnapped me, for what? Look, just send me back, and I won’t tell anyone. I think you’ve made a real big mistake if you think I’ll stay here against my will.” I told him in my best steely voice.
“I don’t make mistakes, and that is exactly what you’ll do. But I think you’ll come to like it.”
“Like it?” The lake and the mountains and food were all beautiful,- and so was he- but this wasn’t the way things happened. This was criminal. “I’ll kill you or myself before I stay here willingly.”
“First, I'd never allow you to kill yourself. Not with all it took to get you here. Second, you could try, but I don’t think you’ll succeed and I don’t think you want to anyways.”
“If this is some sort of plan to date me or marry me, you’re going about it the wrong way,” I tried to joke, this was all so crazy.
“Let’s be clear, I don’t date and you will not be my wife. It's clear to me that you don't want a meek little man to be your lap-dog. And it's very clear to me that I don't want to be that man. I tried that already, you said no. So, we'll have this, until I get bored with you and send you home. You are my captive, that's all.”
I went to slap him or scratch him, he grabbed me and held me, I moved my knee up and he pushed it away. “No more of that.” He said and leaned in, and kissed me hard again, penetrating my mouth with his tongue. I bit his lip, but he seemed to almost like it, he smiled and swooped me up and carried me over to the bed.
He held both my wrists together in one hand as he leaned over me. I struggled, but his grip was too tight. “I've been dying to see how the rest of you looks, even when you're not wrapped up in bed sheets you're wrapped too tight.” He untied the clothes I had on, my sleeping clothes, and ripped them open.
I screamed and tried to struggle, but it was no use. He bent down and kissed my neck and on down, down, until I was on fire. “I want you,” He said softly.
But if strength couldn't stop him, something else had to. “You'll have to rape me against my will. I hate you.”
He let go and the desire left his face and eyes and voice. “I won't rape you. When I fuck you it will be because you want it, because you want me as much as I want you. I promise you that.”
“That will never happen, believe me.” I told him.
“We'll see.” Is all he said and walked out.
So, I was safe from rape anyways and all the things I had imagined, but I was still a captive.