Don’t drink it

The liquid was clear like water, but a quick sniff told her it was something else. Or at least something had been added to it. There was a strange odour she didn’t recognise and she quickly placed the glass on the small side table.

Laying back on the bed she felt the softness of the sheets on her smooth flesh. A wave of exhaustion suddenly swept over her and she could feel her body sinking further into the bed. It had been a while since she’d rested and a lot had happened since then. None of it made much sense and as her mind recalled all of the strange things she’d seen and done the young woman felt herself drifting away into unconsciousness.

She woke up some time later feeling rested. Smiling sleepily as she opened her eyes and squirmed against the comfortable bed. As she stretched her arms outwards she found they were restricted. She pulled but there was no movement. Peering up she saw both arms handcuffed to the metal rails of the headboard above her head.

“What the fuck!” she exclaimed. “Doctor!” she cried. “Doctor Seward! Please help me!”

She fought against her restraints but heard no noise from the other room. Only the clanking of the handcuffs against the metal frame. She turned to face the door and let out a gasp as she did so. Standing at the foot of her bed, silently watching over her, was a dark figure.

“Who… Who are you?” she enquired timidly.

Whoever it was didn’t answer. They just stood there menacingly while Leanne fought with greater necessity until her wrists were sore against her metal restraints. She had no idea if it was a man or a woman, but suspected the person to be male just by the large stature as they loomed over her bed. The figure wore a black leather mask with matching gloves. The rest of their outfit was equally dark and intimidating; a plain black shirt and smart trousers.

“Doctor… Doctor Seward?” she called out nervously. Her eyes never leaving the figure before her. There was no response from either the next room or the ominous person. She had been hoping he would reveal himself to be the doctor and this was just some kind of sick game. However, she soon realised she was in the middle of someone’s fantasy. She’d been tied up like this so whoever this guy was could have their way with her. Using her hot young body however they chose. Leanne smiled anxiously. “You… You want to, um… Play with me? Right?”

There was a slow nod from the figure, which somehow had a relaxing affect on the young captive. However, the unknown person then began to step nearer. Walking slowly around the bed and causing Leanne’s heartrate to rise rapidly.

She could feel it beating hard and her breathing became faster. It got worse as she spotted a black leather bag gripped in one of his large gloved hands. She could only imagine what it contained. With her eyes locked on the bag she swallowed hard. She didn’t have a lot of options right now. But maybe she could at least try and make whatever came next as painless as possible. But how?