Save Riley(16)

“The first time is always the sweetest,” he whispered in an alluring voice I had not yet heard from him.

He raised the volume on the television set and I heard soft moaning. I rolled my eyes at the ceiling assuming he was watching some kind of soft core porn television show, until the sounds suddenly stopped and he nudged me gently.

“You’re not paying attention,” he said in a playful tone. “I need you to watch this Riley. I need you to see how bad this can really get for you if you don’t follow the rules.”

I took a deep breath, letting it out in a long sigh. I wasn’t interested in watching movies when I could be figuring out how to get out of this place once and for all.

“Riley, please sit up and watch,” Jax said again softly.

I won’t tolerate disobedience in my own home. His words went through my head again and I knew that after being knocked unconscious, the best thing would be to just sit up and watch whatever the hell it was that he wanted me to.

“Could you help me please?” I asked quietly.

I felt his strong hands as he leaned over and slid them underneath my back. He pushed me up gently and instructed me to wait a moment while he gave the rope some leeway. I turned my face away, again at his instruction, until he told me to grip him as well as I could. With my right arm, I turned my body to the side slightly and put it as far around his shoulder as I could.

“I’m going to lift you for a moment, but don’t worry. I won’t drop you, Riley,” he said.

Jaxton was strong; something that was not only apparent by how he kept his body, but also by how easily he lifted me with one arm. He grabbed a pillow from under the bed and propped it against the wall before leaning me back on it. He gently set me down and gave the ropes a pull to make sure they were still secure.

“Comfortable?” he asked me with a smile.

I stared at him. How could he ask me something with such genuine concern for my comfortability when my shoulder still hadn’t been wrapped and I was naked tied to a bed?

“Yeah.”

“Good,” he said moving his chair back against the wall, sitting right next to me. “Before I start this again, I want you to know that I will understand your anger, humiliation, and whatever emotion it makes you feel.”

I looked at him questioningly.

“I also want you to know that I will enjoy every moment of it,” he said, the smile never leaving his face.

What the hell is he going to make me watch? I wondered nervously. I simply nodded instead of replying. I was quickly learning that words didn’t work with Jax; he seemed to be more of an “actions speak louder than words” enthusiast.

“Good,” he said softly, running his hand down the side of my face. “You’re so beautiful, Riley.”

“Thanks,” I replied as I started to tremble at his touch. It wasn’t a “good” tremble; it was more of an “every time he touches me something painful or harmful happens to me” tremble. I had never feared someone so much in my life as I did Jaxton.

“I hope you like this,” he said, finally turning his attention away from me. Jax leaned forward and grabbed the remote. Once again, he propped his legs up onto the side of the bed and clasped his hands behind his head. “I’ve never done anything like it, but then again, I’ve never had anyone like you before. Are you ready?”

I nodded and leaned my head back against the wall. I found myself suddenly anticipating what he wanted to show me. Maybe it was the way he was building it up or maybe it was the way that he was building me up; either way I wanted to watch now. More than I ever had before, I wanted to watch.

Jax pressed the play button on the remote control and set it down on his lap. I stared at the television curiously.

So far, it was just an empty bed. I tilted my head to the right. There was something familiar about that bed. Isn’t that his bed? It has to be; I’ve never seen one that big before. Now that I knew that he had a camera hidden in his bedroom somewhere, it made me wonder where the other ones were in this prison.

“Yes, they are everywhere and no, you’ll never find them,” he said with a chuckle.

I glanced at him for a moment. The smile on his face as he watched the screen was so happy that I glanced away as quickly as I could. Not because it scared me, but because I felt a smile starting to cross my lips as well.

Get a grip, Riley. Remember that he’s your captor, not your best friend. No matter how nice he is to you most of the time, he’ll never let you leave. Not alive.

I let out a shaky breath as I continued to watch his room with the empty bed. In the background I heard the door beeping open as the code was punched. I leaned forward and squinted as I saw the back of Jax’s body as he carried someone to the bed. Because there were no lights on in the room, I couldn’t see who he had laid there. It was obviously a female though; that much you could tell from her small frame. He disappeared out of the range of the camera and I heard the door close. Moments later he was back and standing at the foot of the bed. I watched him take her legs and straighten them out, keeping them slightly apart. Then I watched him pull his shirt over his head, fold it, and lay it on the ground.