The Abduction of Kelsey by Claire Thompson

his seed deep inside Kelsey. The world was obliterated in a blinding explosion of pure, white heat, and then he collapsed against her, his heart smashing against his breastbone, sweat beading on his brow.
    “Kelsey,” he gasped into her ear. “Darling Kelsey. I love you.”
    ~*~
    He loves me? How dare he use that word for what he was doing to her?
    James’ weight was heavy on her, his sweaty body pinning her down, his cock still deep inside her. The shock and terror of what he had done to her was bad enough, but to cloak it with the pretense of love ?
    Turn it to your advantage. The voice was quiet but persistent in her head, penetrating the rank fear that skittered through her mind like a hoard of rats. You know it’s obsession, not love, but maybe he really believes his own lies. Play off that. Use it to get yourself out of this nightmare.
    Kelsey’s eyes swiveled toward the gun. She clenched and unclenched her hands, trying to twist against the rope that was tight around her wrists. I have to get that gun. I have to get hold of that fucking gun!
    She realized she was shaking beneath the deadweight of James’ body. Get off me! she wanted to scream. Get your disgusting, sweaty body off me, you fucking bastard!
    No. Stick to the plan. Lull him into complacency. Get the gun. That’s all that matters.
    “James?” she said softly, working to keep her voice low and soothing. “Can I get up now, please? It’s hard to breathe with such a strong man on top of me.”
    James lifted himself on his arms and stared down at her, a small smile curling his lips. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I guess I don’t realize my own strength sometimes.” To her relief, he rose from the bench. Kelsey closed her eyes to avoid looking at his naked body and glistening cock while he untied the ropes from around her wrists.
    She brought her arms over her breasts and hugged herself as she watched him pull on his underwear and pants. Was this her chance? Did she dare roll from the bench and sprint for the gun? Even as the thought formed in her head, James, still shirtless, reached for the gun and tucked it into his pants pocket.
    Okay, so she missed that chance. There would be others. She had no intention of meekly submitting to this deluded maniac for a second longer than she had to. Meanwhile, she just needed to play along. Just a little longer.
    James held out his hand. Swallowing her revulsion, Kelsey forced herself to accept it, letting him pull her upright.
    “I need a shower,” James informed her. “You can shower with me. I’ll let you soap up my cock and balls. Would you like that, Kelsey?”
    Kelsey blinked. Seriously ?
    Play the game. He’s nuts. Go along.
    “Yes, James,” she lied. “That sounds really hot.”
     

Chapter 5
     
    The hot water felt good spraying down over her body. If only she had been alone in her own apartment, she would shower for hours, scrubbing away every hint of James’ defiling touch. Averting her eyes to avoid looking at James’ hairy, muscular body in front of hers, Kelsey reached for the bar of soap.
    James stopped her, placing his hand firmly over hers. “I’ll do that. I’ll wash your body and then you can wash mine.”
    Gee, thanks.
    “Put your hands on top of your head,” James ordered. He gripped her wrists, guiding her arms into position with strong hands. Kelsey had no choice but to obey. She closed her eyes, trying not to let her face show the rage and disgust she felt as James ran unwelcome hands over her breasts, under her arms and down her stomach.
    He crouched in front of her in the large shower stall. “Spread your legs so I can wash your pussy and ass.” Kelsey tried not to shudder as his fingers invaded her body. He scrubbed between her legs with soapy fingers. He rubbed for a long time over and around her labia, one finger worrying at her clit. If he was trying to arouse her, it definitely wasn’t working.
    Maybe this was her chance. She would jerk her knee upward, smashing