Prisoner of Desire

[Sweetp4u]

ooc: A new experiment. Looking for a male writer to join me. Please pm so I may have a chance to go over some things you have written before to get an idea of style and depth. no rules for this thread just be creative but not cruel.

IC: She awoke to the sounds of unfamiliar surroundings. She had no idea where she was, and it was so hard to open her eyes. Every inch of her body felt as if it wasn't there. A weird sensation, one she wasn't too sure she liked. Prying open her eyes she was greeted with total darkness. Panic set in, Was she blind? Did she have an auto accident and couldn'r remember where she was? Why was it so cold in here?
She cleard her throat, "Hello" It came out as nothing more than a whisper. She tried to put her hands under her and sit up, but could not move. What was going on?
She moved her head a little, trying to find where the sounds of moving things were coming from. "Oh god.." She feared small creatures, mice were just not her thing. Filthly little animals, pests. But it was just too dark to see.
She tried to calm herself. She was a psychiatrist, one of the sanest people in the world. Well she thought so. Letting panic rule you was a bad move. She had to calm down.
"Ahhhh, I see you are awake.."
She stiffened and moved her eyes towards the sound of that husky voice. There was a faint light shining behind him in the door way. Yes, it was deffinately a male. But who?
"What.. why am I here? Whats going on?" Still nothing more than a whisper. Groaning she attempted to roll over and once again could not.
"Be still Becca, the drugs have made you immobile."
"Drugs?" Why was she on drugs? "Please. I want to go home."
"This is your home now.. With me."
What!? She wasn't hearing right, apparently these drugs had done more than she thought was possible. She was certain he didn't just say what he did to her? Did he?
He moved towards her, sitting on the edge of the bed. A large warm hand came down and lovingly almost stroked her back, "Do not fear me Becca.. I would never hurt you. I care for you too much to hurt you. It was you who cared for me, showed me what love was like. Showed me all kinds of things. And now I will show you things your stiff little world wouldn't dream up..Sleep sweetie, I will return in a little while.." His lips came down and brushed her temple before he stood and exited the room as quietly as he arrived.
"Please... dont leave me down here..." She closed her eyes, fighting back the feeling of wanting to scream, cry or die.. He sounded so familiar to her. The tingles down her spine was still there even after he was gone. It wasn't total fear, and it wasn't total turned on. It was mildly somewhere in the middle.
All she could ask herself the few minutes before she slept once again was.. Who was he? Why was he familiar? Was he one of her patients?


Rebecca Chandler
30
Single
Very self controlled pyschiatrist

Male role:
About same age
Romantic with a kinky twist to it.
Self controlled out of disipline.
Dominate male, does not seek permission before hand but makes you want what he wants with a cunning ability for reverse psych.

 

[Forrester]

ooc Curtis Hollingsworth, youngest son of wealthy parents who were very over protective as well as overbearing and used his need for love and approval as a way to control him and keep him near them.

Features: 32 yrs old, coal black hair and hazel eyes. Build is trim but he is stronger than he looks.

ic He sat behind the two way mirror that let him peer at her perfect form. He watched the rise and fall of her chest and listened to the soft sigh of her breath through the microphone that was placed in her room. He could watch her forever. He had, up to now, been spending time staring at the photo he had taken of her as she got out of her car at her place of employment but it was a bit blurred as she did not know he was taking it and had moved before he could get a good shot. Still it was something to carry with him as he went about constructing this place. This place he had built just for her.

He smiled as he watched her his whole being centered on her just as it had from the moment she had seen into his soul and helped him realize that what he wanted...what he needed...was love, just love. She had been so prim and proper telling him the diagnosis but he knew. Yes, he knew that behind those words she was saying that she knew how much he longed to be loved and to love another. Really love them. And he heard her say that she wanted to be the one that showed him what love truly was if only they were not patient and doctor. He had quit going to see her then even though she had insisted that he stay. She wanted to be with him. He knew that was why she insisted that he keep coming in even after it was obvious that he did not need the counceling anymore.

Curtis stretched and moved to open the small refridgerator in the room. Getting a soda from within he went back to watching his love. Now he had released her from all those binding and strict codes she had she would be able to show him how much she loved him. She would never have to work again, never have to make up reasons to see him, never be away from him ever again. He would see to that. She would be here with him where she belonged and no one could ever take her away again. Finally she would be truly happy just as he was at this moment.

Finishing his drink he arose. The medicine would be wearing off soon and he wanted to lay out her clothing for her. Such a small task but one he would enjoy doing each day. She would have no more worries, no more fears as she would not ever have to make another decision ever again. He would make sure that she was taken care of in every way and her only job would be to show him the kind of love she only hinted at in her sessions. Of course she could not come right out and say it but the words were there. You just had to listen closely.

Opening a closet that was filled with clothing he had bought her he drew out a soft blue silk blouse with a wrap around skirt that matched. Sandals were taken from the bottom of the closet and he made his way back into the room to lay them down on the chair beside the bed. Standing he looked down at her figure and could not help tracing her cheek with one finger. She was so beautiful and so vunerable when she was sleeping. Forcing himself to go back into his observation room he sat down again waiting eagerly for her to wake up. When she began to stir again he flipped on the mic at her end.

"Becca, darling," He said into the mic,"I have laid out clothing for you to wear. That suit is very stuffy and uncomfortable. There is a sink to your left where you can freshen up. Once you are done I shall bring you something to eat."

Clicking off the mic that transmitted to her he left the one on that allowed him to hear her and sat back to watch the joy he knew would be on her face when she saw the clothing he had purchased for her.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

She slowly came awake once again. How long had she been here? Where was here exactly? She groaned and rolled to her back, glacing up into the darkness. It was still cold, damp feeling. Maybe it was her imagination? Possible.
Her head turned to look to her left, darkness again. And if by magic a dim dark light turned on over the bed. She hurried to shut her eyes, even the darkest of lights hurt her eyes. "Anyone there?" Her voice was still a hoarse croak. She lifted an arm to her forehead feeling and rubbing to ease some tension.
She heard that voice again. The husky familiar voice told her he had laid out something for her to wear, and there was a sink near her. She trembled, biting her lip. Trying to calm her nerves. Inhaling deeply she let it out slowly.
This was a joke right? Some one soon would jump out and laugh and point at her? Funniest stupid people in the world? Something? She had a sinking feeling this was not a joke.
"Where Am I?" her suit was stuffy? She sat up on the edge of the bed, massaging her stiff neck. Reaching behind her head she pulled out the pins holding her bun intact. It was a little messy but not too bad. Her hair fell down to the top of her ass, which releaved the heavy feeling at the crown on her head.
She glanced at a chair. There was a blouse and skirt there for her. She felt a tear slip down her cheek. "Why are you doing this to me? Have I wronged you in some way?" She half whispered and half cried. She could not help but feel afraid, she was held by someone she did not know.
Again this voice insisted she change. Could he see her? she glanced around, but saw nothing. what she could make out of the inky blackness was just walls. Across the room was too dark to see, but there were no video camera lights shining from anywhere.
Oh god! What was she into now? Stay calm Becca.. She mentally coached herself. Rising from the bed, she surprisingly did not feel woozy or light headed. Her stomach did rumble, but other than that she was alright. No bruises or pain anywhere. Her shoes were gone as was her purse and briefcase. She slowly turned in a tight circle glancing around again. She kept feeling something would leap out of the darkness at her.
"Please? I just want to go home.. Is it money you want? I dont have anyone rich in my family.. I have some savings.." She felt fear creep further and further up her throat.

No answer.

She glanced down at the clothes and slowly started unbuttoning her jacket. She did not want to anger whoever held her. God forbid if that happened. He could kill her! She was certain this person would if pushed. He had to have some mental issues. Shaking, it was rather hard to unbutton her jacket but she got it off in record time. Well considering the circumstances. She turned to face the bed, still glancing everywhere for a camera or something.
She felt his eyes on her, and it made her very uncomfortable. She reached down and picked up the blouse and skirt. Setting them on the bed before her, she hurried and pulled off her own shirt to reveal just an average white c cup bra. She pulled the blouse on, not bothering to button it yet. She unhooked her suit pants and let them fall down her legs. Stepping out she quickly covered her sensable cottom biniki's. She was shaking harder before she finished with all the buttons.
She turned and sat on the bed, crawling back into the corner of the wall. She pulled the pillow before her and clenched it tightly to her chest. Her eyes darting here and there, looking for a way out. She couldn't even make out a door? Then she felt the padding behind her. A sound proof room? She glanced around again and spotted the rings in the wall above the bed. What was those for? Was she in some insane asylumn? She rubbed her temple trying to think of what happened to get her here? She could not recall the previous night. Or was it morning now? Was it still the same night?
Her panic was setting in again, she had to think of something to calm herself.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Need a writer here

Forrester has vanished and I dont want to kill this thread. Someone else like to take on this role? Just join in.

 

[restlessheart34]

NEW ACTOR FOR THE ROLE OF CURTIS HOLLINGWORTH

OCCCurtis Hollingworth will now be played by restlessheart34.
My first posting for the story coming soon.

 

[restlessheart34]

CURTIS

"Becca sweet Becca, this place can be only temporary or it can be permanent, that will depend on you. You are now mine Becca, noone can find you, nor will they look for you." Curtis said into his mic. As he said that Becca curled up into the corner more. "You once told me that you wanted to give me love, but the situation and the time was not propper for us, but now sweet Becca that has all changed and you can show me the love you could not show me before."

Becca cowers in the corner but her mind catches something he said and starts to work on it, could this person be someone she knows or has known, could this be a former patient. the words 'situation' and 'time was not propper' stuck in her mind. She figured she'd play along to find out who was holding her and where she was being held.

Curtis gets up from his spot and gets Becca's breakfast and turns on the lights that were right outside the door and then he enters. All Becca can see is his shadow as he enters with the tray (a plastic tray with plastic plate, plastic cup, and plasticware) so Becca could not hurt herself or him if she gets the idea. Becca tries to back further away, but can't go any further because of the wall. "Becca sweety please dont be scared I'm not gonna hurt my love, i just want her to love me ammd i want to love her." "Becca you can stay here in the room or you can come out of here and be with me, just depends on how well you work with me."

Becca cringed at his last comment, as he leaves she meekly start to eat her breakfast of bacon, scrambled eggs, toast and orange juice.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

I curled into the corner, his tone of voice a little frightening when he spoke of this supposed 'past' we had together. Why didn't I recall him? I probably could if I got a chance to see his face. His voice was so familiar to me I felt tingles up and down my spine in recognition. Why me and why was he keeping me here?
I didn't move from the corner until he left and locked the door. Gingerly I moved towards the tray and picked it up. i wished for many things, most of all freedom.
The only people I ever spent any amount of time with was my clients, So he had to be one. But from when and which city? I had worked in two cities and seen so many people on all kinds of matters. This was just confusing. I wanted to cry, rant, yell, demand, beg all at once. I wanted out of here, but I didn't want out on his terms.
I had to cooperate with him, show him love? Show him the love I couldn't before? I did not understand any of this. Was it an ex boyfriend? That was a possibility, but who? I ate in silence my thoughts going in so many directions all at once, I felt mentally drained and very tired. I wondered what he drugged me with and just how he got me here?
Why wouldn't anyone look for me? I knew the answer. I was single and no family near me. Work, my secretary would look for me wouldn't she? I trembled a little, feeling more frightened by the minute. He has this place sound proof and this two way mic system shows planning. I was dealing with someone who was smart and thurough. Not good for me in the long run. I set the platter down by the door, backing up again to the bed. I kept glancing around, i knew there was a camera watching me in the corner, but it still made me feel as if some unseen force was in the room with me.
"What do you want with me?" I whispered my question, but I knew he could hear me.

 

[restlessheart34]

When Becca puts her tray by the door Curtis puts on a waiter's coat and mask from phantom of the opera, then grabs a folder and goes to the room and open the door and puts down the folder and takes the tray and leaves after Becca sees the mask.(the mask covers the right side of his face).

PAPER 1 NEWSPAPER ARTICAL 9 MONTHS OLD
An explosion at the mansion of a local drug company executive kiss everyone in the house was killed in the explosion. The police are looking for the only living member of the family who was not home, his identity has not been released as of yet

PAPER 2 NOTEBOOK PAPER
I'm tired of having to prove my love for people i want them to just beleive me when i say i love them. The reason no one will look for you is that the believe you were killed in an accident where you were burn too bad to be recognized .

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

I carefully moved towards the folder as the door shut and locked in place. Picking it up, I glanced back up at the door. The mask hid his face from my view, but I seen part of it. Still, not enough light in here to make his features out clearly.

Glancing down at the file, I opened it carefully. Not sure what i expected to pop out, but I thought something would. I crawled on the bed under the light and looked at the two pieces of paper on top. An article and a note.

Why did this look familiar? I read the article a few times, and thought a second. This sounds very familiar to me, but where and when? The article was 9 months old, but my patient could have been from as far back as 4 years. I looked at his hand written note.

I'm tired of having to prove my love for people I want them to just believe me when I say I love them. The reason no one will look for you is that they believe you were killed in an accident where you were burned too bad to be recognized .

I felt a tear run down my cheek. "Why?!" I growled a little, pissed off he would do that to my family. My brother would probably have a heart attack with that news, or not. Only one left was my brother, but still he would be told.

"Tell me who you are? Please? Maybe I can help you? Answer me dammit!" There were more papers in the folder but I wasn't interested at the moment in looking at them.

I inhaled a shakey breath and moved the top two papers aside, revealing an old worn out looking piece of paper. Opening it up I gasped out in shock, it was my handwriting!? But how? And when?

The date at the top was blacked out as was what could have been a name at the top of the paper. I read it to myself,



He's such a shy young man, always polite. Fearful of angering anyone, and yet at the same time not afraid to give his honest opinion. He is lacking in so many things being as his parents shipped him all over but never kept him home much.
Love is what he needs. I often sit at home thinking of ways to show him love. But how?


I told him today to go out and date, meet young women and have some fun in life. Not to be so serious. He is intelligent, quick witted and funny, but he isn't interested in dating he tells me. He made a new appointment in two days. He comes to see me more and more as time goes by.

*new entry*

I took him out with me today, instead of sitting in the office and bought him an ice cream cone and walked down the city street fair. Went well.

That didn't give me any clues I had done that with several patients over the years. I bit my lips wondering just who was behind the mask. Was I indanger?

*new entry*

Things got a little tight today in this office, he seemed to be pushing for something. Asking me personal questions. Wanting to know about my life and how I lived. I answered him honestly and saw sparkle come to his eyes. he was finally getting curious about things. He often asked me today what a woman wants from a man.


*new entry*

He came in today, had a date last night. Said in a few more details than I would like how it went. Apparently he had meaningless sex again, and still felt no tender feelings for that woman. I offered to show him what was meant by tender. And gave him a hug. He held me for a short time and stepped back. Confused but I think i am making a break through with him.

*new entry*

Its been awhile since I kept notes on ******** but he is progressing now. Finally. Its been 6 months since he came to me and I think he now knows what Love is. He just needs to feel it.


*last entry*

He came in and thanked me for all I did for him, even asked me out. I turned him down on moral reasons, that This was my job and I couldnt get involved like that with someone I seen here. It was not right and what he felt for me was just a temporary thing. I did want to, but i didnt.


I sat back on the bed, those were my words and that was something I said, but the memory was so vague I couldn't think of who it was. I felt frustrated and angry that he had invaded my private files and took this. But If I read my words correctly I had wanted to go out with him at one time. Dammit! Who was it!?

"Alright, you've made your point." I was lying, I had no idea what he wanted with me. "Why don't you just let me go and we can forget all of this? These papers are just thoughts at that moment and notes of sessions, though I dont know how you got them.. This doesn't mean anything!" I felt hoarse from speaking, the drugs used still not completely gone from my system. I was still having blurry vision and weak stomach sensations.

Who had come to me completely, well almost, devoid of love? There had been so many children and adults alike who suffered this same circumstances..

 

[restlessheart34]

Curtis turns the lights up a little more so Becca can see better, he leaves the corners and the walls dark. Then he opens a door in the wall to reveal a hidden closet, in the closet was a folding table, folding chair, and a brown box, she cautiously move twards the closet. As she approached the closet she thought she saw a flash in the corner of the room but she dismissed it as the after effects of the drugs. When sheget to the closet she starts removing everything an envelope fell to the floor. The envelope is measures 9x11 and 1 inch thick, she is courious but has something more important. She searches the closet but finds no exit, then she sets up the table and chair and puts the box and envelope on the table. then sits down and looks at the box and sees puzzle 5000 pieces.

"Go ahead work oon the puzzle, it's a favorite place of yours", Curtis says, "oh by the way in the envelope there are pictures"

Becca starts to wonder what the pictures are about but she does not want him to see her expression. As Becca works on the puzzle he puts on romantic music with a hidden message. All becca hears are her favorite love songs, while she is listening to the music he listens to a sporting event while the music works on Becca's subconcience. Becca is focused on the puzzle looking for a clue to who this is.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

I shifted through the box, my heart not realling into the puzzle and no picture to go by this would be hard. No escape and none of this makes sense.
I glanced at the envelope once more. Bending down I picked it up, and peeked around the whole thing. Nothing marking it. It's hard like a notebook or something inside. Opening it up I dump it out on the table and gasp in astonishment.
On top is a nude picture of myself. When and where it was taken I do not know, since I never posed for nudes. These had to have been taken while I wasn't aware of it. looking through the ten pictures, I knew now why i didn't know about these. I was laying asleep in my bed, but someone had snapped these pictures of me. My nude form shown at various angles and in different states of slumber and positions. i felt heat surface on my face, this was sick! He had to of snuck into my apartment to get these. It made me tremble just a little, and it made me almost ache sexually.
Now that was just sick and wrong!
I looked at the next set. Ten pictures of places around the city I frequented often. Ten more pictures of places around the world. Places I longed to see, some I didn't recognize. The places around town were pictures of my office, the park, this huge mansion.. The fair, a diner, an ice cream parlor and a few other places. Why was this eating at my mind?
Becuse I knew who it was, yet I didn't.
The next ten pictures revealed pictures of a nude male. But his face never shown to me. Well built, trim, hung and posing in several different ways. I closed my eyes, my hands shaking as I hurried and stuffed the pictures back into the envelope. I felt tears fall again down my face.
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!!!" I screamed out, hickuping a little as I sobbed. "This is so cruel and unfair... And does not make the slightest bit of sense!!"
I walked away from the puzzle and climbed up into the bed. Curling up tightly into a ball, I squeezed my eyes shut, and heard the soft sweet music wafting to my ears. i didnt want to listen to this, I wanted to go home! Get away from who ever was playing these games with me. Tears fell down my face as I curled up tightly, shivering a little from the imagined cold of the room.
The lights overhead dimmed to almost an extinguished glow. I felt his eyes, watching me. Aware of my every move. Yet he never came near me, just left me sitting there.
"Turn off the music.. please turn it off.. Just turn it off and let me go..." I whimpered a little, I knew I was acting like a big baby, but who wouldn't be in this situation? Something kept whispering in my ear, but I couldn't quite catch what it was. I curled up tighter and closed my eyes, finally too much for me, I started to doze off to sleep once again. Something nagging my mind, something I could not understand exactly.
I moaned a little, rolling to my back and stretching out. My hand resting on my heaving chest. Panting and for no reason, but something was effecting me. I moaned again, it was now hot in the room, overbearingly hot. I unbuttoned the shirt and pushed it aside, moaning let me go. Licking my dry lips, I squeezed my eyes tighter shut. Trying to block everything out.

 

[restlessheart34]

Curtis slips in quietly and hooks up a tv set into hidden outlets in the wall and he goes and open another door and puts out soap and shampoo he whats her to use he also sets out towels and washcloths for Becca to use. the towel are monogrammed with the letters "CH" and walks back to the room and sits down on her bed and kisses her lips gently and rubs her tits and then kisses them and after going under her panties he rubs her clit and slides his finger into her clit rubbing it up and down and slips his finger in her tight pussy just a little.

He leaves the room very grudgingly and goes back to his spot. He slowly turns up the lights in the center of the room so the edges and the corners were dark. He turns on the and says "Becca , its time to eake up your meal will come after you take a bath

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

I was having a wonderful wet dream, and then it vanished. Moaning, I rolled to my back and tried to stay asleep. Bring back those wonderful feelings I had all over.
I heard his voice, waking me from my sleep. And the reality and nightmare returned full force.

"T-Take a bath?" I glanced around the room and everything was set up. In here, take a bath? With him watching. I flinched a little, scared all of the sudden and disgustingly also turned on.

I rose carefully from the bed, glancing around to make sure I was alone. I trembled a little, "Promise not to watch me.." I demanded but it sounded more like a plea to my own ears.

I moved towards the newly opened door. It was a bathroom, inviting and warm. Bright inside with everything that I would need. I glanced around again, not seeing any camera's in the room.

I noticed the towels and picked it up. "CH?" Those initials sounded familiar to me. Craig? No never seen someone named Craig. Carl? Clayton? Chris? Curt? Curt sounded familiar but not quite right either. I sat down on the toilet, the lid down so I wouldnt fall in.

Slowly I rise and start to strip off my clothes. Feeling a little sick from having to do this, but knowing I need to. Tears fall, as I still feel his eyes on me even though I cant see him. The shirt and skirt were removed easy enough, and the tub began to fill. Slipping inside I sat huddled in a ball, trying to get warm.

 

[restlessheart34]

A privacy screen drops across the door so noone can see in and Becca cant see out then the tub starts bubbling and warming up. Soon the water is at the level she loves for her bath. while she is bathing Curtis slips in and lays out a nice dress that had only one shoulder and was knee length. Curtis slips a tape into the vcr that is under the tv and leaves a note for her to play the tape.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

I took my bath, washing and drying myself slowly. And as I wrapped the towel around me, the door magicly opened. Yeah right, he was watching me again.

Walking into the room I was held in I seen the new outfit he wished me to wear and then the tv. Glancing around I walked over to the tv and looked at it.

Becca, Watch the tape.

Well thats nice of him. I sighed, being sarcastic wasn't my strong point. Walking over to the bed, I ignored the dress and sat down on the edge. I needed to calm down just a little bit. I wondered what was on the tape?

 

[restlessheart34]

Curtis sits and watches Becca while she sits in a towel, then he realizes that she needs to eat. He pulls on a "yellow hooded robe"where the hood hangs far over the face but he can still see.

He enters the room carring the tray and sets it down on the card table and leaves out. on the tray is all of Becca's favorite foods.

when curt get back to his perch he watches Becca more as the try is there

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

I watched him enter with the tray and leave once again. I had no idea who he was just yet, but I was getting closer to knowing. I walked over and turned on the tape, stripped from the towel and put on the dress he laid out for me. Sitting on the bed, i watched the movie while eating the meal he brought into me. It wasn't half bad at all, rather filling. Tasted good too, so either I was hungry or he could cook very well.
Sitting back once the tray was empty, I fell asleep watching the movie he had obviously studied. I loved this movie, even though I fell asleep I started to dream of someone touching and kissing me. Made me ache all the more.

 

[restlessheart34]

Curt walks in and over to Becca and gives her a soft passionate kiss on her lips and rubs her clit rhen pushes a finger in her pussy thru her panties. Then he gets between her legs and pulls her panties aside and starts to lick on her pussy, being careful not to wake her. Just before she reaches her orgasm he stops and leaves the room. He goes back to his spot to see what she does when she wakes up.

When he get back to his spot he calls and tells his chief to prepare her favorite dinner form the list he aquired from the places she ate according to the recipie that was given to him

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

Moaning in pleasure the dream took a wild turn from what it was. Someone, without a face or name was lapping at me. Touching me, tormenting me into orgasming. I whimpered, rocking gently in my dream and on the bed. Griding myself against his willing thrusting tongue. I could barely catch my breath, but it felt so heavenly. It almost felt real, almost woke me, but I did not want my dream to end here. i wanted more.
I moaned out "Curtis!" As he moved away from me and left me in the room.
Waking up at the sound of my own voice I jerked looking around. I didnt see anyone, and had no idea what I just said but I know I felt wetness between my thighs. i rolled towards the far wall, curling into a tight ball. I ached for more, I needed to be filled. And yet I hadn't ever done this before in all my years on earth. I knew I craved something, but what it was I wasnt sure.
Men had always called me a tease, because I wouldnt go to bed with them. but truth was I wanted to wait for the right one. The one I would marry and be with the rest of my life. My virginity was important to me to give as a gift to my husband.
Moaning I rolled onto my back, my legs parting and on lifting up to bend at the knee. My hands ran down over my sensitive nipples and flat stomach, moving towards my center. i wanted to pleasure myself, the first time in a long time I had that urge. As My fingertips slipped into my panties I realized where I was and who was watching. I stopped and jerked my hand back away from my wet crotch.
groaning in frustration I closed my legs, squeezing hard and trying to forget.

 

[restlessheart34]

Curtis walks back to his area and orders Becca's dinner from his cook and has it prepared by the instructions from that restaurant.
After that he turns on his mic "Becca how you doing? you look like you are a little frustrated sexually right now. If you want I'll come in and satisfy you but I will not reveal who i am as of yet but you called out earlier and you are atleast subconciously given yourself to me"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

"never.." I whispered then I shouted, "NEVER!" I sat huffing on the bed, growling and glaring at the wall.
"I dont know what kind of sick game you are playing but never will I give into you!" I sat back, hands shaking from my anger at being held captive in this cold damp place.

 

[restlessheart34]

"Becca part of you has given itself to me it is just that the two donot connect easily. Reach into your subconsious and find out" Curtis says to her as he puts more light into her room. There is now bout 1' of darkness on one side of the room

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

"I want out of here and I want to go home. I don't wish to be forced into anything. And you are forcing me. When you stop forcing me maybe I will want to stay.." It was a lie. But I did not care either way anymore. I just wanted to leave this emtrapment and go home safe and sound.
"My subconcious doesn't count... wait.. What have you done to me?" I knew the method of subliminal messaging. And how it could alter someone if they were vulnerable and listened in their sleep to suggestions. I stood up from the bed, glancing around, "Where are you? Show yourself...." A name spring to mind and I called it out. "Curtis!? Show yourself dammit." I felt a tear run down my cheek, I was shaking again. I felt like a raw bundle of nerves waiting to explode.

 

[restlessheart34]

Curtis appears on the wall as if some of the wall was moved. Overcome by anger Becca runs at what she thinks is Curt, but she hits the paddedwall. "Becca did you think id let myself be within your arms reach right now? The reason you are in that dress is that you won't be eating in there. Someone will be in later to bring you out to dinner and you nolonger need to be confined to that room."

There is a very faint sound of music in the background, all the lights in Becca's room are now up full and everything can be seen. Becca sees what looks like a mirror.

"When you come back from dinner this room will look different cause there is no need for this padding now. See you at dinner Becca" I say as i shut off the mic.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

After all that anger and pent up hate boiling inside me, I sat down and waited on the bed for someone to come and get me.
I had a name now, all I needed was a face. Curtis. it rang in my ears, and teased the edge of my mind.
I knew that name!
But when and where, and why was beyond me. I heard someone opening the door and stood up waiting.