Bitting into her flesh, Jack felt Liza slip into a dreamlike state as she slumped in his arms. Emotions flooded Jack as his vision swirled and Liza’s memories entered Jacks mind. He saw every memory she had, even ones long buried or forgotten. He felt every ounce of emotion she’d ever felt and the high it gave him was thousands of times stronger than any drug you could imagine. Jack was only vaguely aware of the world surrounding him as he became engulfed in Liza. It was always like this. The rawness of the soul would overtake as its purity was shared, devoured. Jack pulled himself away from Liza and collapsed beside her, high on her. Dazed and unwilling to fight the barrage of images sounds and feelings that came, Jack succumbed to the onslaught and to sleep.

I feel it happening. This sensation that ripples through my body. Adrenaline courses through me and fear isn’t far behind. I panic and try to grab hold of something, anything. But there is nothing here to save me. There’s not safety net here. No big blow up mattes to catch me. Just an infinite emptiness and blackness as I feel myself rapidly descending. I scream but hear no sound. It’s not as if anybody were even listening. My screams are always silent Like the gliding wings of an owl. Panic returns, all I see is blackness. I look up and the brightness above me fades and diminishes with each passing second. Peace suddenly envelopes me as I resign myself to my fate. And I close my eyes to allow my senses to engulf me. Then, I wake.

I see it.

It’s in the tears in my eyes,

The same shade as the one in the sky.

In the ocean, deep, cold, inviting.

It’s how I feel from dawn till dusk,

It’s the reason that I’m writing.

It’s in the rug beneath my feet,

The one I feel between my toes.

It’s in the ripples of the pond,

Each time I hear the wind blow.

I see it everywhere,

My home the earth the air.

It’s so beautiful a sight,

And one I cannot bear.

He came towards me like a predetor. He restrained me to the bed as I struggled against him. "Jack stop this!" He grabbed my throat and choked me. My face turned colors and I couldn't breathe. Panic set in as i struggled to break free. "Shut the fuck up until I tell you to speak, filthy whore." I regretted trying to make him angry. Jack released my throat and colapsed as I inhaled the air he'd denied me.

Despite my terror, I felt myself heating up with lust and cursed my body for betraying me. Jack ripped my clothes off of my body before securing my ankles to a metal bar that kept me open for him. "Stop this Jack." I pleaded. "Please?" "Now you learn to beg?" he spat. "I have been much to kind to you. Now you're going to learn your place!" venom dripped from every word. My normally composed and calm emotionless Jack, had become this raging sex crazed sadistic animal. The thought was terrifying, and electrifying.

Jack slipped off his belt. Standing beside me in only his pants, his muscles rippled with power. Pain ripped through me "Ahhh!" "You think you can fucking cheat on me and get away with it bitch?" he roared. he'd hit me with his belt. He struck again hitting me with the metal buckle and again I screamed. He continued hitting me until he'd felt satisfied. He put the belt down and rumaged through his black chest for something. He pulled out a very large and strange looking object. "What is that?" I squeaked. He slapped me. "I thought I told you not to speak, slut." I whimpered and he inserted the device into my pussy. I cried out in pain as he forced it in, stretching me. "Look at you, wet like a bitch in heat." I was humiliated. I hated how my body was reacting to the horriffic things he was doing to me.

"I'm going to turn this on. and then i'm going to whip you. If you come without my permission you will feel my belt again. Do you understand me?" I nodded, to afraid to speak. He grabbed my throat again and brought his face so that his lips were almost touching mine. "When I ask you a question you will answer me with either yes master or no master. Do you understand, my slave?" My eyes widened in terror and I wanted nothing more than to kiss his lips "Yes Master." I breathed. he reached down and rubbed my clit and said "Good girl." The involentary moan that escaped my lips was loud and heady. Jack smiled at that and my breath caught in my throat. "What a good little slut," he said as he continued rubbing me. "Look how wet and ready you are for me." I moved my hip to grind into his hand and he stopped. I let out a growl of frustration.

Jack turned on the vibrator he'd placed inside me. "Do not come unless I tell you to my slave." He pulled out his whip and cracked it in the air for effect. It worked. I was absolutely terrified of it, and him. He cracked the whip again but this time it hit my side "Ahhhh!" I shrieked. He cracked the whip again, this time hitting my thigh. "Jack please stop! I'm sorry!" I cried! Again the whip came. "Sorry you cheated? or sorry that you were stupid enough to tell me?"He wipped me again. "Ahhh! I didn't Jack! I lied! i never cheated on you!" his hand lowered and I breathed a sigh of relief that he wouldn't strike again.

"Nobody else has fucked me Jack i said it to make you angry." I whimpered. "I wanted to get back at you for leaving me all alone without telling me anything. I was so lonely Jack and I was afraid. You didn't say a word to me the whole time, I thought you'd left me. Then you just showed up like everything was fine and i..." I lost my voice as tears streamed down my face. "You got what you wanted Jessica, i'm fucking angry alright. I was angry that you'd cheated because I never thought you would. How am I supposed to know this isn't a lie? to try and escape your punishment?" My eyes widened in fear. "I'm telling you the truth Jack, please believe me..."

He went back to his chest and pulled out a purple device that looked like a magic wand. He turned it on and the tip sparked to life with a blue light. "Did you cheat on me Jessica?" Jack asked. "No Jack" He touched the wand to my breast and pain ripped through me."Ahhhhh!" "You will call me Master. Did you cheat on me?" "No Master." I whimpered He touched my other breast and electricity coursed through me. "Jack please!" He touched my stomach. "Master! I meant Master! I'm sorry! Please stop!" "You're begging me to stop but your dirty little pussy seems to like what i'm doing to you." he touched me lower on my stomach and my shrill screetch filled the room. The warm heat that had been slowly growing was now rapidly increasing. Every time Jack hurt my my body betrayed me.

I felt sick. I shouldnt like any of this. I hated all of it. He was hurting me, molesting me and abusing me. "You're going to be my little fuck toy from now on Jessica. What do you think of that?" he taunted me, baiting me so that I would give him an attitude. It worked. "I am not a toy!" I blurted. Jack responded by holding the wand against my inner thigh I screamed and my vision blurred. I felt my body clenching, close to the edge of climax. "Don't you fucking come yet." Jack snarled. but i couldnt hold on any longer. My orgasm ripped through me making my body convulse and spasm.

There's a darkness in my mind.

it's somting I always try to hide

Ashamed of the things my body needs

ashamed of what they'll think of me.

I love the pain, it turns me on

but in my head i think its wrong.

Why do I want the things i do?

If I can't accept it, how could you?

My eyes fluttered open and I felt heat surround me. With a groan I peered around the room, feeling lethargic. My seering headache meant it took a while for me to fully notice my surroundings, but once I did I bolted to a sitting position. The room I was in had tan stone walls. Bright blue curtains adorned the window which was wide open. The rest of the decor was sparse and had no real caracter to it. ‘Am I in someone’s home?’ That’s when I realized I was missing my clothes.

I tried not to scream but panic began to seep in. I gathered the white soft sheet around my chest and Left the bed in search of my clothes. I Moved passed the window and couldn’t help pausing to take in the view below me. Trees littered the ground before me for a mile or two and beyond that the earth was speckled with houses, all small and quaint looking. It was as if I was standing in a painting. Reluctantly, I tore my eyes away from the scene to resume looking for my missing clothes but instead my eyes found a man, standing in the doorway, staring at me.

I backed up but had nowhere to go, The man stalked towards me slowly, with a dangerous predetory look in his eyes. I was frozen with a mixture of fear and intruige at the stranger in front of me. He was... sinfully hot. Wearing only a pair of white flowing pants, his masculinity was on full display. Each of his muscles rippled with every step he took towards me. Finally he was so close to me, you couldn’t fit a book between us. My body finaly registered the position that I was in and I tried to push him away, but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the wall above my head. In the same breath, he tore the sheet from my body, exposing me to him. My face flushed with embarassment, “I don’t remember what happened last night but I really want to go home. I dont know who you are or where I am.” My voice turned to a whisper. “Please let me go.”

His mouth twitched and for a moment i thought I felt his grip on me loosen. But then he Kissed me hard, forcing his way into my mouth, letting his tounge explore mine. his free hand reached between my thighs and cupped my sex, eliciting a moan from me that wasn’t sanctioned by my brain. Abrubtly he stopped, he released my wrists, grabbed my hair, dragged me to the bed and flung me onto it. In a flurry to fast for my mind to comprehend he removed his pants and was on top of me in seconds. I began to cry.

“Please, Please don’t do this, let me go.” I begged. I knew I was nowhere near strong enough to fight this perfectly sculpted man. Everything on him was rock solid. Everything. I squirmed in a futile attempt to get away but he grabbed my throat and forced his way between my legs.