Chapter 5

When Claire woke up, she was no longer handcuffed and her legs were no longer tied but and only a white blanket was covering her naked body.

She looked at her wrists and saw that they were a bit swollen and she was sure that she got it from trying to get away.

She tried to sit up but she immediately frowned and groaned a little when she felt pain in her womanhood. And in an instant, she remembered what happened. She remembered how she moaned and how she felt good at what that stranger had done to her body. She remembered how she surrendered to that stranger and how her body succumbed to worldly lusts.

Oh God, what have I done?

She cried as she remembered what happened.

She shouldn't have given up. She should not have felt what she felt last night. She has a girlfriend for goodness sake. And she felt that she had betrayed Ruby even though she knew in herself that she did not want what had happened.

But didn't she want that?

She was moaning and screaming that man's name. Doesn't it seem that she like that too? But...Fuck! That should not have happened.

Only Ruby has the right to her and her body. Ruby is the one she loves. She should not have drifted into lust.

Once Ruby finds out about this, she's sure it would hurt her a lot. She would have been okay if she kept trying to stop the stranger but she didn't. And instead, it's the opposite that happened and that is what she could not accept. She feels guilty.

She felt guilty thinking that her body also liked what had happened. So she let herself cry until she was tired and until her tears stopped flowing voluntarily.

After she cried and calmed herself, she roamed her eyes across the room.

What she saw when she first woke up in that room was still what she is seeing right now. A bedside table, a cabinet, and a lampshade are the only things she is seeing, aside from the bed where she is sitting.

There is not even a single window causing no light to enter the room. So she no longer wonders why the lampshade which is the only light in the whole room is still not turned off. And since there was no window in the room, she did not know if it was already morning or evening.

She stood up slowly and carefully. And every time she moves, she couldn't help but flinch. But she still insisted on walking even though she was staggering due to the pain she felt in her femininity.

She felt like the manhood of that stranger was still inside her.

If only there was a bathroom in the room where she was, she would have taken a bath already and cleaned her body that was taken by that man. She wanted to remove all the traces left by that man on her body.

She took the white blanket and wrapped it around her naked body. And just when she was done wrapping the blanket around her naked body, the door of the room opened and it spat out the man whom she will hate for the rest of her life.

The man, who had not yet introduced himself, walked in.

What kind of kidnapper will introduce himself to the person he had kidnapped? She thought.

When he entered the room, he immediately closed the door.

She gave him a sharp look. "Now that you've got what you want, will you let me go?" She boldly asked as she tightened her grip on the blanket wrapped around her body.

The stranger walked closer to her and she did not back down. Because apart from the fact that she feels like it'll tear her apart every time she moves, she also wants to show the man that she is not afraid of him.

When he was only a step away from her when he stopped.

She still did not back down and instead, her sharp eyes met his vital eyes. "You cried." He said without any emotions in his voice.

"What? Do you pity me now? Will you let me go now?" She still answered boldly.

The man tried to reach for her face but she slapped his hand and gave him a deadly stare. "Don't you dare lay even a single finger of yours on me? I hate you." She said through gritted teeth.

But the man just grinned at her. "You hate me? After all that moaning and screaming last night, you are still saying that you hate me?" He then stepped closer to her and she was shocked when he wrapped his arm around her waist. "Yes, I kidnapped you and brought you here without your consent but what happened to us last night? We both know you wanted that. You were moaning endlessly, Claire. You were moaning and screaming, as if you wanted more. So don't act as if you did not like it because you knew in yourself that you liked it. That even if you are a lesbian, just as you claim, and you have a girlfriend, you are still got affected by my caresses and you can't deny that." He continued with a smirk on his lips.

Her jaw tightened at what the man said. She wanted to yell at him, curse him and slap him but she could not because even if he tries to deny it, she knew that what he said was right, causing the guilt she felt to rise.

But even so, she still would not show it to the man. She won't let him see how guilt is slowly eating her.

That is why she grinned at him which surprised him a little.

Perhaps he did not expect that this would be her reaction.

"You may be right. I am a lesbian but I am still affected by what you did to my body. Well, what do you expect? I still have this body of a woman. We both know it is a normal reaction. But you know what I realized? That it still tastes really good when it's my girlfriend that does me. My girlfriend is a better fucker than you. Her fingers are better than your cock. She's a great lover compared to you--- " but Claire could not continue what she was about to say when suddenly, the man violently threw her on the bed causing the blanket wrapped around her body to be removed.

"You, motherfucker!" She shouted angrily.

She was about to stand up but the man immediately overtook her, pinned her hands above her head, using only his one hand then he kicked her legs to separate it. And using his free hand, he unzipped his jeans and released his manhood.

"Alastair. This motherfucker's name is Alastair. And this motherfucker's name is the name that you will be screaming every day and every night." Alastair said through gritted teeth as he inserted his stirring manhood into her swollen womanhood which made her gasp. "I'll show you who's the better fucker, Claire. I am gonna show you what my cock can do that her fingers can't." He then said as he violently penetrated her which made her gasp again.

"Fuck!" She swears violently.