Chapter 5: Sex toy

'So cozy' I thought snuggling closer into my bed, ready to lose myself into my dreamless sleep once again while accompanied with the warmth I'm getting from the duvet when I realized something was wrong

Jerking up, which was a very wrong decision because I got a headache so bad I wondered if a hammer was being rammed into my head, I looked around me to see what's wrong.

"Okay, so..." I said still trying to process my environment

One thing is for sure, I'm in a stranger's room. I tried remembering what happened the former night but all I got was blurry flashes and headaches.

I know I made a wrong decision though, I got drunk and went out during the curfew, without thinking twice, not that an intoxicated brain is capable of thinking.

'I am so stupid, after everything I did just to make sure I won't step out, why does it have to be like this?' I thought inwardly while giving myself a knock adding to my dilemma

After a few seconds of contemplating, I stood up while holding my head with my hands and walked to the door about to open it and found out it was locked

"Hello! Anyone there! Hello!" I shouted banging the door but heard no reply

What's weird is the fact that I was feeling calm, as if nothing bad is happening. I checked out the room once again and noted, it's too big for a prisoner, and too fancy for a slave, only one option left

"I've been kidnapped by a sex freak," I thought out loud realization hitting me hard and making my brain work immediately

"I'm about to become some psychopaths sex toy and when he's finished he'll kill and then dump my body where no one can find me, I'll remain missing forever" I rant and water started filling my eyes at the thought

Somehow it feels like a dream, but with the headache I'm feeling, I'm sure it's not.

Maybe that's the punishment for rule-breakers, maybe the town's mayor is an ugly pot-bellied man in his 60's and he's a sex freak and he decided to give out a rule that all rule-breakers would become his sex toy.

With all these thoughts I cried and cried and cried thereby increasing my headache but I couldn't care about that, not when I'm minutes away from being raped by some stranger.

All of a sudden I stood up and thought to myself 'Why the fuck are you crying? You brought this upon yourself so just accept your fate and find your way out!'

After chiding myself, I looked around to see there was nothing in the room except me, the bed, the bed's table which is hosting a bottle of water and a pill, and the window.

I guess the pill is for me so I did the most reasonable thing everyone in my situation do, ignore it.

Honestly, I don't know why my brain can't process any other thing apart from me being in danger but I know better than to ignore my sixth sense.

Cleaning my eye with my hand, I decided to walk to the window and check what's outside.

As I was about to open the blinds, I heard some rattling at the door and my brain sent some signals to my hands which automatically grabbed the bottle right beside it and pointed it to the front as if a bottle can do any harm to anybody.

Immediately the door opened I threw it at the person coming in which he caught with his left hand as if he was already calculating my movements before I could move, mind you, his back is faced to me.

"A bottled water" was all he said as he turned to face me

No, he's not just a he, he's a very handsome he who made me feel funny internally despite my current situation.

"Good afternoon," he said smiling with his pearl white teeth and all I did was broaden my eyes, he has a very husky and soothing voice that made me feel relaxed down to my private part.

Did I forget to mention my brain has frozen, it wasn't even telling me if my situation is dangerous or okay anymore!

"So, I guess you wanted to use the bottle as a weapon?" he said, more like asked and I had to hide my mouth to spill some words

"Yes" was all I could say, a fucking three-lettered word for goodness sake

"Yes?" he asked, still with a smile

"Okay, so don't you think this is creepy?" I asked thinking back to what was happening with the help of my now awaken the brain

"What?" he asked and I felt frustrated all of a sudden

"Excuse me! I don't know you, and even if you make me feel funny, I don't appreciate it. What the fuck is going on here and why the hell are you smiling like that? What happened? How am I here? Where am I? Who are you? When did I get here? What's today's date? Did you drug me before bringing me here 'cause I can't remember anything? And why the fuck do I feel like kissing you so bad!" I screamed

"Well, about the kissing part, the feeling is mutual my dear," he said and I blushed profusely realizing I blurted the wrong thing about my situation

"And also, if you would calm down and re-ask your questions I might have answers to them," he said coming closer while I stood on my grounds

"Don't come close to me" I said standing straight with a frown hoping it was threatening enough

"You know you can't pull off a threatening look while looking cute at the same time right? It makes you look funny" he said with a smirk leaving me speechless, he just called me cute right?

"Well you aren't laughing and no one calls me cute except my dad, I'm hot!" I said hoping to correct him, not that I have anything against him calling me cute, I love it actually.

I just don't want him to get his way, he gives me the vibe of the arrogant as fuck male Wattpad always talk about and I'm not ready to be the captive of one

"Hot while looking like that?" he asked and I was forced to check myself out

So firstly my hair is currently a bed nest and secondly, I'm in a dirty and a little bit torn nightie, which brought me to wonder what the fuck happened yesternight

"I was going to sit down," he said after taking his seat "Now start"

"How old are you?" I asked despite all things.

Don't mind the question please, I was just curious, girls gotta be a girl.

"28" he answered with a new type of smile, this smile seems like his 'I'm happy 'bout that' kinda smile

"Are you married?" I asked again, it's all because I'm curious, please

"Nope" he answered still with his happy smile

"So why am I here ?" I asked finally going to the place that matters

"Maybe because you got drunk and missed your way?" he answered more like questioned

"Excuse me, am I in danger?" I asked again, not that I feel like I am in danger though, in fact, I have to say despite my situation, I feel at ease. Maybe it's because of his cologne and maybe that's why I'm taking my time with my questions, I don't know

"Nope, you are nowhere close to danger, in fact from now on, I promise you no danger would come your way," he said a bit too protectively but I have no complaints, at least not yet

"Okay then, since I'm not in danger, I'm going home," I said getting up and running to the door

And with a great force ladies and gentlemen, I crashed into a 'wall of muscles' and together with my pain, I felt tingles and some sort of electric rush all over my body