In Time Ch. 05

Mae scanned the walls of her new room. It had many of her old things, which led her to think things she'd rather not dwell on. She was at a loss of what to do now. She had to keep fighting him, but must be smarter about it. It just kept coming back to bite her in the ass. Mae realized she needed what she lacked most: information. Deciding that started with getting out of the comforting but unsettling familiarity of the room, she went to try the door.

Being able to have actual sunlight to assist with time-telling let her know she had gotten up earlier than usual. Also, the fact that Jack hadn't come in yet helped. Turning the knob to her door, Mae's heart skipped to find it actually unlocked. Exiting the room silently, and precariously on her tiptoes, Mae explored tentatively, as a cat might. Waiting for signs of danger at any moment.

Although Mae had been out and around the house before, this was the first time she experienced it by herself, with no leash keeping her at bay. Using the bathroom, Mae then searched for anything remotely sharp, like tweezers, but found nothing but toiletries. Exiting the bathroom, Mae went to Jack's office, but found the door both shut and locked.

After thoroughly snooping, and ending up empty-handed, Mae grabbed cheerios and poured them into a bowl with milk. Perhaps food would fuel more ideas. Not able to stop herself, Mae laughed when she noticed the butter knives were missing from the flatware.

"I love that sound." Jack said.

Jumping, Mae instinctively grabbed a fork, and held it in front of her as she turned around.

"I didn't mean to frighten you sweet girl." Noticing what Mae held, he chuckled, "What, are you going to skewer me with a fork?"

"I might." After a brief pause, Mae set the fork back down. "It would work just as well as a butter knife might."

"Mm perhaps. Should I hide the forks as well then? Have you eat only with spoons?"

"Ah, you forget, spoons are great for scooping out eyes." Mae said as she grabbed a spoon and put it in her bowl.

"How could I forget such delightful imagery?" Jack mused as he scrunched his nose slightly.

"Oh is that the line for you? I thought it would be right in your wheelhouse. Next to kidnapping women and beating them." Mae sneered and took a bite.

"If it's something your interested in, I'd be happy to oblige, but I must admit, I'd miss looking into those beautiful eyes."

"You're a sick fucking bastard."

"There you go again, with those naughty naughty words. So disrespectful. Should I put soap in your mouth to teach you a lesson?"

"I am grown fucking woman, and I can say whatever the fuck I want, you fucking prick."

"Yes, you can say what you want, but you will respect me Mae. You will learn that certain words are not appropriate and will have repercussions." Jack said and walked away.

Rolling her eyes, Mae finished her cereal. Walking back in the kitchen, Mae noticed Jack holding a bar of soap in his hand as he appeared.

"You're joking right?" Mae asked.

"I'm afraid not. Come here little girl."

"Yeah, no fucking way asshole." Although she continued to rile Jack with her words, a pit dropped in her stomach at the thought of actually having the soap in her mouth. She already wanted to gag at the thought.

"I would listen and get over here if I were you. You currently will have eight minutes of soap in your mouth. A minute per every bad word you've spoken this morning. If you come here and take your punishment, I will reduce the time."

"Eight minutes!? Listen, this is ridiculous. You kidnapped me, you knew I swear like a fucking sailor, and I don't plan on stopping anytime soon, alright."

"That's nine minutes now Mae. Of course I know that naughty little mouth well. It's one of the many bad habits of yours I plan on correcting. No one will ever take you seriously. Now this is your last chance, come here."

"I don't care about being taken seriously! And it's not your habit to break!" Mae argued as she backed away from him. "I'm not a child, and only fucking crazy people would do this to their child."

"And that's ten minutes." Jack sighed and then jolted towards Mae. Running to get away from him, Mae failed as Jack gripped onto her shirt, and pulled hard, throwing her off balance.

Lowering them both to the floor as Mae struggled, Jack kept her back securely against him. Instead of screaming or arguing further, Mae already began to prepare by keeping her mouth securely shut. That didn't stop her from doing her best to break free from him. Jack secured his legs over Mae's and one of his arms slunk over her chest, until it secured both arms.

"You really make things so much harder for yourself little girl." Jack said and using his other hand pinched Mae's nose with his fingers.

Holding out as long as she could, Mae couldn't stand it any longer and instinctually opened her mouth to take a breath. Though she barely opened her mouth and let in the breath in through her teeth. Gripping her jaw, Jack pried it open, and Mae let out a cry at the roughness but also her defeat. Gagging as Jack filled her mouth with soap she immediately tried to spit it out, but he held it there, turning his hand to look at the time on his watch. Thrashing even more, trying to get away from the disgusting taste of the soap, Mae continued to gag, thinking she would vomit up her cereal at any moment. Realizing the thrashing only made it worse, as her teeth sunk into the soap, and it filled her mouth, Mae stilled.

Beginning to cry as the soap sat in her mouth, the experience only worsened as the soap began to get slicker with her saliva, filling up her mouth with more soap.

"I'm sorry." She tried to cry through the soap.

"Oh, I know you are. You still have six minutes left though." Jack said.

Crying more at his words, the soap continued to fill her mouth, she couldn't believe it had only been four minutes.

"I tried to warn you Mae. Your life will get a whole lot easier if you would just learn to listen to me. Next time you will not receive a warning. Do you understand?" Dejectedly, Mae nodded.

Finally, after what felt like years, Jack released Mae's mouth. Spitting out the soap, all Mae wanted to do was wash the soap residue out. Heaving, she really thought she might throw up. However, Jack hadn't quite released her. Holding her, Jack waited, looking down at Mae expectantly. Desperation to get the taste out of her mouth won out, and honestly, Mae wasn't sure she had much fight left in her after that.

"I'm sorry for swearing sir." she whispered, but Jack still wouldn't release her. "Thank you for punishing me sir." With those words he kissed her temple.

"You may go rinse out your mouth now. I hope you've learned your lesson, and we don't have to do this again." With that he released her, and Mae ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. She didn't try for the lock, knowing there wasn't one, and even if there were it wouldn't stop him. Instead, she hurried to the sink and washed out her mouth continuously. Mae brushed her teeth several times to try and remove the taste, paying special attention to scraping her tongue.

When Mae finally emerged, Jack bookmarked his page and looked up at her. "All better?" He asked as he opened his arms to her.

Instead of going to him, she sat tentatively away from his chair, and on the couch. Rising, Jack crossed to her and picked her up, taking her back to his chair. While Mae told herself to fight against him, she cannot bring herself to. Running his hands through Mae's hair, Jack smiled as she sighed almost contentedly.

The next day Mae woke to Jack tying her to the bed. She began to struggle against him, but her feet were already tied, and he easily tied up her arms.

"What did I do?!" Mae demanded as she squirmed against the ropes that rubbed into her skin.

"This isn't a punishment, calm down, unless you want it to be one."

"How is waking up to being tied up not a punishment?!"

"You and I both know you love being tied up. Don't you?"

Mae could feel herself flush, as her pussy throbbed not just at this words, knowing he was right, but from the feeling of the ropes against her skin. Silently cursing herself from the feeling, she shook her head.

"You can deny it all you like, but the cunt never lies." Jack said as he reached his hands into her pants.

"Oh, no panties? Very naughty. I'd say you've been wanting this, no?" Laughing, Jack began to stroke between her folds.

If possible, Mae's face reddened even more, and she couldn't meet Jack's eye.

"I don't like to sleep in them, that's all." she said indignantly.

"And why's that?" Teasing her with his words and his fingers, as they continued to stroke between her thighs.

Squirming Mae finally glared into Jack's eyes. "It helps prevent UTI's okay."

"If that's what you like to tell yourself." The pace of Jack's fingers quickened against Mae's clit. Fingers soaked, he rubbed faster and faster.

"It's true!" Mae's yell, wasn't all too convincing as it turned to a moan. "Stop it." She cried just as pathetically, as she tried to move away from him, but only pushed further into his skilled fingers.

Jack leaned down and kissed her lips, as he continued to build up speed as he stroked Mae. Unable to control it she moaned against his lips, and he dipped his tongue into her mouth. Succumbing for a moment, she moved her own tongue against his. Suddenly, Mae bit down against his tongue.

"Fuck!" Jack sat back as he held a hand to his mouth. The release Mae had been building had quickly died, but a satisfied smirk rested on her face, which she tried to replace with an innocent one.

"You said a bad word. Is that a minute of soap in your mouth sir?" She didn't think she had bitten him that hard, but as Jack moved his hand away, she could see a small amount of blood.

"You're going to regret that little girl."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sir." Already nervous for what Jack would do, Mae said it quickly.

"Yeah, well you will be sorry." Jack exited the room. While proud of herself, Mae felt extremely nervous. The last time she had hurt Jack, it didn't go well for her. It couldn't be as bad this time though, right? She had barely nicked him. As he must have left Mae lying there for at least half an hour, she had plenty of time to consider what her punishment would be.

Entering the room with the box he always brought, Jack set it down on the bed, near Mae's feet. As always, Jack came back calm.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I was just playing a little rough."

"It's good you're apologizing before your punishment, but that won't save you. I like to play rough too. Let's see what's too far, huh?"

When Jack brought out scissors, Mae's stomach dropped as she instantly began panicking. "I'm sorry sir! Please, please don't." Mae began crying. Jack set the scissors down and gripped Mae's chin firmly until her eyes met his. Surprised, Mae found them soft and gentle, which, while it relieved her it also made her sick.

"Mae, I would never, ever cut you. No matter what you do. I do everything in my power not to draw blood. I may be a sadist, but I don't want to really hurt you." While it did calm Mae down, she couldn't help but be confounded by his logic. He had hurt her several times, making it near impossible to sit, kidnapped her, treated her like a dog, and this was where he drew the line? Well, at least he drew a line. The thoughts pissed her off more though. How dare she be grateful he wouldn't cut her? That's very low expectations to have for someone, but still she was grateful.

Instead, Jack cut her pajamas off with the scissors. Without thinking, Mae rolled her eyes. She had always hated when they did that shit in pornos, such a waste of clothes. Jack slapped Mae's face hard with his hand.

"You are already in trouble little girl, I wouldn't be doing anything to make it worse. Do not role your eyes at me." Mae nodded as tears pricked her eyes. Jack slapped her face once more. "Answer me."

"Yes sir." Mae whispered, a lump formed in her throat, but tinged at her core.

Moving away from her, Jack discarded the rest of her clothes, tossing them on the floor. Slapping each of Mae's breasts, hard, Jack attached nipple claps to each one. She inhaled at the sharp pain. One at a time, he began to place clothes pins all over Mae's body. Placing three on each breast, Jack worked his way down.

Whimpering as Jack placed the clothes pins on her thighs, Mae couldn't help but squirm, even though it heightened the pinch.

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue Mae." Not wanting to be here any longer than she had to be, and knowing it would be worse if she didn't, Mae silently obeyed.

"Good girl."

Attaching not one, but two clothes pins on her tongue, Jack flicked them with his fingers, sending another jolt on Mae's tongue. So far, Mae had clothes pins on her tongue, breasts, stomach, and thighs. Moving her thighs apart and holding them, Jack attached clothes pins to each of her folds. Jolting her body, Mae shouted into her clothes pins, and screamed when he placed the last one on her clit. Trying to shut her legs from the pain, Jack held them firm. All of the clothes pins were attached by fishing wire, and Jack held the end. Lightly he moved it, in turn moving all of the pins lightly, making Mae cry. Understanding the irony of her situation, with each pin feeling like a small bite, did anything but mollify Mae.

Taking out a massive dildo, Jack lined it up to Mae's already soaking pussy, and shoved it roughly inside of her. Pulling her head at the sensation, only made the clothes pins dance painfully across her skin since they were all attached to each other. Groaning and panting Mae lay helpless as Jack attacked her with the dildo, and the clothes pins responded to her every move. Intensifying every small movement, Mae's entire body felt ablaze. Bending Mae's legs up, Jack fucked her hard with the dildo, while she cried from the movement. Still, Mae couldn't deny the small amount of pleasure she also received, and couldn't believe she was getting off on this.

Just on the brink of coming, Jack stole Mae's orgasm from her, taking the dildo away. Leaning into her cunt, Jack bit down hard enough to hurt, soft enough not to break skin.

"Arghhhhhh" Mae yelled into the clothes pins situated on her tongue and pulled against her restraints.

"I want to fuck you so badly right now Mae." Jack groaned as he leaned over Mae's body, so she could feel his erection, and gently pressed his hand against her throat. Mae moaned into him, and then realized that Jack hadn't actually fucked her yet. It surprised her. Had he been waiting for her to ask him? Seemed unlikely. As if that would ever happen. Jack squeezed, still gently, but firmer against Mae's neck. With his free hand he once again unceremoniously shoved the massive dildo inside of Mae, filling her completely.

Groaning at Mae's own moans, as he roughly fucked her with the dildo once more, Jack began swirling his tongue and softly biting Mae's neck, working his way down her body with his small bites. Jack reached in his pants, pulling out his cock and began pumping his hand up and down his shaft. Mae could feel him against her skin as he did it while he continued to fuck her with the dildo and lightly bite down her body.

As soon as Mae was close to climaxing again, Jack removed the dildo and bit down on her pussy once more as he firmly tugged the fishing line removing all the clothes pins at once. Mae screamed and cried at the biting sensation that electrified her entire body. Cum began to cover Mae's stomach, face, and mouth as Jack released onto her. Jack's lips found hers once more and silenced them. She could taste her arousal on his lips and wanted to bury herself for it. His tongue entered her mouth, and this time, she didn't bite.

A couple of days passed with Mae managing to avoid getting in trouble and being punished.

"Do you want to play a game Mae?" Jack asked one day as they were sitting in the living room reading.

"What kind of game?" Mae asked, suspicion coating her words.

Reaching over Jack pinched Mae's nipple hard between his fingers. "I'll tell you when you address me properly."

Trying to pull away only strengthened Jack's grip. Hands reached his wrist, trying to scratch or forcibly remove his hand, but it stayed firm and unrelenting. Jack's other hand grabbed both of hers by the wrists and raised them above her head. Squirming to get away from him Mae wanted to curse him, but stopped herself, the taste of soap not forgotten. "Stop it!"

"Address me correctly and I will." Mae shrieked as he began to twist his fingers.

"Stop it sir." She seethed.

"Ask your question little girl." Mae had to think, and finally gave in.

"What kind of game, sir." Mae cried, and Jack released her. As soon as he did, Mae stood up and turned to leave. Anticipating this, Jack grabbed Mae by the waist and sat her in his lap.

"You'll want to play this game." At his words Mae stopped her struggling for a moment, curiosity getting the better of her.

"What makes you so sure, sir."

"Well, there are real stakes involved. Anytime I win a round, you take off an item of clothing, if you're completely undressed, I win and you will ride my cock with that sweet little cunt."

"And what's in it for me?" Mae asked, not convinced.

"Well, each time you win a round you can receive something you want, within reason. No asking to be let go sweet girl." Jack said as his finger poked her nose gently. "I'll also strip, and if I become undressed first, you'll win and get to ask for something bigger."

The gears inside Mae's head were spinning as she thought deeply. It would depend on what she could get that would make the game worth playing, but also what they would be playing.

"What game would we be playing?" Mae asked. As Jack's stern look and tightened grip Mae quickly added "Sir."

"You can choose between twister or beer pong." Mae didn't love her options. Though she would have to get very close with Jack in twister, she had always been terrible at beer pong.

"If I win a round you have to take me outside sir."

"Mmmm seeing as how last time went, that would more be if you won."

"No punishments for a month."

"I can do no physical punishments for a day for each round you win."

"Two weeks!"

"At your rate how about for two hours?"

Mae sighed in exasperation. "Okay, for a day sir." she grumbled.

"Good girl." Jack smiled.

"But wait, what does no physical punishments mean? I'd still get punished?"

"It means I won't touch you, instead your punishment will be something like writing lines or sticking your nose in the corner." At Mae's nodding Jack continued. "Now if you win?" Mae considered her options deeply for a moment.

"You'll take me outside for a day." Although Jack would be watching her meticulously, and on guard, it would give her the best chance of escaping.

"Okay, agreed. Now, what will we be playing Mae?"

"Twister Sir."

Jack gave Mae a devilish grin, and she briefly thought for a moment that perhaps she was making a mistake. No, this was an opportunity to gain something. Jack had forcibly undressed Mae and could rape her at any moment if he pleased. This was an opportunity to gain something in a situation she had little to nothing to gain from.

Setting up the game, Jack lay the mat flat on the floor and put the spinner at the edge of the mat.

"Would you like to give it the first spin?" Jack asked.

Bending down, Mae flicked the spinner.

"Left-hand blue." She said. Jack bent down and put his left hand on a blue dot, Mae went as far away as possible from him and put her left hand on a blue dot as well.

The game continued getting more and more precarious as Jack and Mae became wrapped around one another. Left foot on green was her downfall both figuratively and literally, as she collapsed on the mat.