chapter 4 - trapped

“How is this possible,” I whispered to myself as I stared into the face of my high school ex-boyfriend.

So many thoughts were frantically running through my head as Jason closed the large swinging door behind him. Jason had been my first boyfriend back in high school; a nearly two-year relationship that almost derailed my dreams of escaping my small hometown and pursuing a better life. It started off like so many adolescent relationships do, with a small fling one night at a Halloween party that somehow blossomed into something more. I allowed his striking muscles and my teenage hormones to override my better judgement for far too long and before I knew it, almost two years of my life had gone by.

By the time our senior year rolled around I knew I had to break up with Jason, but I just couldn’t work up the courage. As intelligent and attractive as Jason was, he had no interest in attending the universities I was targeting. He had always been set on one day running his family farm and frowned upon my greater ambitions. He tried desperately to change my mind and get me to stay while we were together but deep down I knew that wasn’t what I wanted. Our relationship had an expiration date and when our senior year rolled around I thought we were on the same page, so I was stunned when he asked me to marry him at homecoming. He got down on a knee in front of the entire student body, pulled out a ring, and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him. Panicking, I barely managed to stutter a few words before running away, leaving him all alone in front of hundreds of people.

I tried to block out that memory for years. I felt so ashamed that we hardly said anything to each other for the remainder of the school year. A few months later I received my acceptance letter to UCLA and I never looked back.

“I see you’re finally awake,” Jason taunted before kneeling down beside me, a huge grin spread across his face.

“Jason?” I tried to ask calmly before quickly losing my nerves. “What the hell is going on?!” I nearly screamed as I wrestled against my chains.

“Everything is alright dear, I’ve taken care of everything,” he said calmly while running his hand through my long blonde hair. “We’re finally going to be together; just how I’ve always wanted.”

“What the hell are you talking about? Where am I?”

Jason’s eyes glided down my body. “Ahh, so you don’t remember. You were drinking and partying with your rich elite friends when you felt a little dizzy, so I decided to help.”

Memories of the night before were suddenly at the forefront of my mind. “I was just about to pass out when you showed up.” Then it clicked. “Oh my god, what did you do?!”

Jason only laughed as he played with one of my chains.

“I took you away from your luxurious home and brought you to where nobody would ever think to look for you, a place where we can have plenty of uninterrupted alone time, just the two of us.”

My heart pounded as I wrestled against my constraints, tears flowing down my face and pouring into the wet mud below. “But why?”

“You left all of us behind when you went away for college: your family, your friends, and even me. After you dumped me, I got to watch from afar as you went on to bigger and better things. You ignored all of my messages. While I was back home working hard at my parents farm and making an honest living, you ran off to the big city and forgot all about us. Every day I would languish in the fields and come home exhausted just to see another post on instagram about your new fabulous life and the rich men you were flirting with. It was obvious that you had long forgotten about people like me. Then I saw your drunk post where you ranted about your home town and ‘all the hicks that nearly ruined your life,’ that’s when I knew that something had to be done.”

“Shit,” I thought to myself as I felt a lump growing at the back of my throat.

“What was your exact phrasing again? Oh right, ‘if the rednecks like the ones from my home town had any idea how pathetic their lives were they would escape from their podunk bubbles and learn to live.’ That’s when I had it. I was so sick of you and your belief that you were so much better than people like me. That’s when I decided that Miss Hollywood needed to escape her own bubble and really learn how to live. So I have taken you from your bubble, and now I’m going to show you what its really like to live in my world.”

My adrenaline was pumping as his last words registered in my mind. “Jason this is insane. Let me out of these chains and we can talk, OK? We can forget all about this and just move on.”

“Sorry darling, that ain’t happening, though I imagine these chains wont be necessary in due time. Until then, I’m afraid this is how you’ll be living until you are properly trained and conditioned.”

“Oh god,” I said frantically with tears streaking down my cheeks. I had no idea what he was planning but I sure as hell knew that I didn’t want to find out. “What are you going to do with me?”

Jason grinned while patting my head as if I were some sort of pet dog. “There there, that will all become clear in good time.”

Frightened, I tried my best to throw a punch but my right hand was quickly subdued by hard steel. “Please don’t hurt me.”

“Hurt you? I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going to show you just how much you’ve been missing out! By the time we’re done, you’re going to be thanking me.”

My body was shaking as he stood up, his muscular 6’5” frame towering over me.

“I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing but whatever it is you won’t get away with this. People will come looking for me.”

Jason laughed as he momentarily left the room, returning only seconds later with a sizable piece of equipment behind him. The strange machine looked like some sort of industrial vat on wheels, equipped with a long hose and a large vat full of a viscous brown liquid.

“Oh i’m sure plenty of people will be looking for you darling, but we are far away from where anyone will be searching. Besides, even if they do find you, nobody will ever believe who you are. Now, say hello to your new best friend.”

“Just what the hell is that supposed to mean?” I tried my best to be resistant, but deep down I knew I was powerless to stop any of this.

My eyes went wide as I watched Jason press a series of buttons that brought the machine to life. I had never seen anything like it before in my life, but it’s presence inspired an overwhelming sensation of dread.

Jason only smiled as he pulled a thick piece of black cloth from his back pocket, and panic set in as he moved towards me. I threw my head back and forth in a futile effort before he easily overpowered me, fastening the blindfold across my eyes and trapping me in a world of darkness.

“Sorry girlie, but I don’t want to spoil your big surprise. Now, open wide.”

I tried to shout for help one last time before a cold plastic tube was lodged into my throat. My screams became muffled as a strap fastened the tube in place, and less than 30 seconds later I felt a thick stream of liquid splashing against the back of my throat before slithering down into my stomach.

I groaned in discomfort as a steady flow of chocolate flavored sludge forced its way into my body, quickly filling my stomach as the pain grew with each passing second. My voice grew louder as my stomach neared capacity, but my pleas for help only came out as muffled moans.

“There there,” he said while gently rubbing my belly. “You’ll get used to this as time goes on. This is only the first of many feedings.”

I could do nothing but lay there and allow my ex boyfriend to fill me with his disgusting brown fluid, and after ten minutes my body began to feel numb as my thoughts became sluggish. “Is he… drugging me?” I thought to myself as I began to feel lightheaded.

“Oh, I almost forgot.”

I heard Jason digging through a box over to the side before I felt a cold contraption press against my exposed clit, and my body stiffened up as I felt his hands work to secure the device around my waist.

“A little treat I designed just for you.”

With a loud click, the little device buzzed to life against my clit, and I moaned loudly as I felt my body growing warm.

“See you on the other side, love.”

I laid there moaning on the muddy barn floor, crying into my blindfold as he left me all alone. My stomach was on the verge of exploding when I was rocked by a powerful orgasm that sent my body into a fit of spasms. Writhing in the mud with tears soaking my face, my mind slowly faded out of consciousness.