Only You Sweetheart

Charlotte lingered at the bottom of the stairs, knowing what was waitng for her once she reached the bedroom. There was no point escaping, he would be on her in seconds.
“Are you coming” He reappeared from the bedroom and stood at the top of the stairs waiting for her, she slowly took to the stairs, he feet felt like slabs of concrete. When she got to the top she stood next to him, looking at him hoping to catch some sense of resilience once again. “In” he snarled at her, but she saw in his eyes he was sad. He was lashing out just he said because he was heartbroken. Charlotte didn’t even realise she was capable of winning anyone’s hear let alone breaking one. “Matt, I didn’t mean to upset buy you have to realise that …”
He planted a kiss on her cheek (Reassurance?) “I know you didn’t, but you did anyway and for that you need to be punished” His face turned sinister “Besides I was feeling kinda horny”
Charlotte’s face turned pale “I’m never going to fall in love with you if you keep doing this, the nice Matt the one that opens up and is gentle and caring and lets me know he understands … that’s the one I’ll fall for”
Matt contemplated that for a second, it made sense. Who would love someone that tortured her like he did her …….. No, he had to stick to the plan. If he went soft on her now she’d worm her way around until she had it easy and would escape. If he kept the upper hand she would break, she was close to breaking he knew she was. She hadn’t spoken to anyone for over a month except for him, she was sure to being having dreams about him even if they were bad ones, he was sure to be running through her thoughts soon she would be so consumed by him she would be in love with him before she realised that she was. It would just be there, one day soon she would just realise that she was in love with him. If he went easy on her he would get so caught up in being in love with her he would let his guard down, if he enjoying being with her too much she would manipulate it and before he knew what was happening she would have him wrapped around her little finger. Once they were a happy couple he would happily do whatever she asked, he would give her everything but until then he had to put up a tough exterior, not let himself be sidetrack by her presence, by her beauty, by her charisma, by her inability to be a bad person. She was perfect. But still punishable.

“I know what I’m doing” was all that she got from him. She knew he didn’t want to punish her but he felt like he had to, she knew why he was doing it to her but she didn’t know why he was doing it to himself. “Sit on the bed”
Charlotte took a deep breath and sat on the bed, she felt the usual fear creep through her body, he got on the end of the bed and crawled towards her. She caught the lust in his eyes as he pulled her closer. “I’m feeling so horny right now” he whispered in her ear softly “but I think I can feel even more so … I think I can get even hornier before we make love”
Charlotte didn’t fully understand what he was getting at but she knew she would like it; she tried to push him away from her. This time he moved backwards so he was sitting opposite her, looking at her lazily. A smirk on his face. Charlotte was terrified of the way he looked at her; it meant he was going to do something she would hate. She felt so helpless and scared she had to fight back the tears, a feeling she was used to.

He leant towards her and started to lift her top off, Charlotte squirmed out of his touch, he growled quietly and grabbed her chin “Why do you make it worse for yourself Sweetie” his tone was cold. This time he grabbed at her with more force and took her top off. Charlotte’s lip trembled with frustration, Matt put one finger gently on it “Ssh, you have a beautiful body. Don’t be embarrassed; I could just lie here with you studying it for hours. Pleasuring you for hours. Just think, one day I will be able to do that” He leant over and pulled off her shorts and then went for her panties. Charlotte tried to kick him away “God please stop doing this to me!”
“Nope” was all she got from him, Charlotte kicked him in the chest hard. She was bare foot so the impact wasn’t all that spectacular. “Mmmm, feisty” He pulled her towards him and slapped her hard across the head, dazing her. She rubbed her face softly and before she knew it Matt had tore away her panties and was staring merrily at her “Don’t kick me again” Charlotte didn’t listen, she kicked him again in the chest making him snarl in aggravation. He hit her harder this time; again around the head making her feeling even more dazed, she didn’t have any fight in her. She never did anyway in her entire life, let alone now.

“Now fighting isn’t getting you anywhere is it?” He was smiling at her smugly. Why couldn’t she hate him? She wanted to beat him within an inch of his life but she couldn’t hate him. Was that passion again? Was she just incredibly passionate over him?
“You’re going to do exactly as I say otherwise I’ll just make you regret it”
“No, Please …”
“Touch yourself”
Charlotte stared at his excited, smiling face. She wouldn’t, he couldn’t make her.
“No, No I won’t …”
“Yes you will, you’ll do it now and I’ll watch every little detail until I’m so hard my pants are nearly ripping and then we will make love”
“I’m not going to … You cant make me …I mean … you cant make me do it”
“I can …. Because if you don’t let me have this little peep show, I’ll tie your hands and your feet to all four corners of this bed and use every instrument in this house to get us both off, you ore then me. I’ll take photos of you which I’ll cherish forever and look at every second I’m not busy looking at you, I’ll leave you tied there for hours. I’ll leave you in the room, knowing that I’ll be back but not knowing when. Waiting for my return and dreading it, if you don’t do what I say from now on. Now get yourself off so I can watch.” He ended his speech with an evil smile.
She didn’t know what to say, she was horrified “Oh god, Please don’t make me do this. I cant … I really cant.”
“You can, you really can and you will” He pushed her legs apart “Do it”
He looked at her naked form, legs stretched apart on the bed. She was a goddess, no doubt about it. Absolutely beautiful. He smiled, he couldn’t help it. She moved two of her fingers inside herself, her lip curled slightly at her submission. She squirmed slightly at her own touch. Matt’s tongue rubbed over his lip ring, he moved ever so slightly forward his eyes never leaving her fingers. He grew hard in seconds, the only thing better then her fingers would be his fingers but this was still intoxicating, it turned him on watching her getting off while he just watched on. Knowing he couldn’t touch her, not just yet. Charlotte closed her eyes, she was so humiliated and unhappy, She bit her lip as she felt her fingers getting deeper, her breathing was getting heavier and she let out the slightest moan. Matt had to hold on to the sides of the bed to stop himself lurching forward at her, he glorious naked body squirming on the bed in front of him. He couldn’t take it, the sweat glowed on his forehead, Charlotte let out another moan “Stop.”
“What?” Tears roamed freely down her cheek, she couldn’t find it. She was miserable.
“I’ll take over” Matt moved forward and replaced her fingers with his; he kissed her mouth, gently moving his tongue over her lips. “I love you”
She didn’t answer, she just lie there and let him take over just like he said. Was all of this worth it, if she gave in would it really be so bad? He would look after her, make her happy. But would he really? Could he really be trusted when he was clearly so unstable.

The next morning Charlotte woke up to find herself handcuffed to the bed again, it must mean he’s gone out she thought to herself. He had been, he was downstairs unpacking the shopping. He slumped down on the sofa and opened up the newspaper, soon he would go upstairs and wake up his sleeping wife and give her some breakfast. Then he would make love to her again before getting into a shower with her. His plans were soon scuppered when a small article caught his eye. Charlottle. Thought to be kidnapped. Went missing 45 days ago. Suspect Mathew Jackson. Shit.