"You had better get used to it." These were the first words I heard from him when he walked in that truly scared me. I had just woken up from a strange dream in which I had been kidnapped while walking home from a party by this extremely gorgeous guy. As I became adjusted to my surroundings I was hit with an intense headache. I went to hold my head in my hands but found that I couldn't move my arms at all. I tried to sit up but was unable. I kicked my legs to see if they too were restrained and they were. I was now freaking out and I was getting more and more frightened every second. Finally out of desperation I tried to scream. Nope that didn't work either because of a piece of duct tape covering my entire mouth. I started crying and shaking as I realized that it wasn't a dream. I had really been kidnapped. I heard the door open as he stepped inside. He looked me in the eye and smirked. He walked closer and I watched him, silent tears streaming down my face and my entire body shaking. He got to the bed and sat down beside my stomach. He reached up and wiped the tears off my face. I flinched and grimaced which made him smile and shake his head at me. He silently pulled the blanket that was on me down to my waist. I felt a cool breeze and looked down and saw I was only in my bra and underwear. I began to cry harder as I looked at his face and saw the smile he was trying to hide as he moved his hand to my stomach and lazily almost absent-mindedly traced little circles. I began thrashing around as his hand crept closer to my pelvis. He stops though and chuckles. He looks at me and says, "I am going to remove the duct tape now. If you scream I will continue with what I was doing but this time I won't stop. Do you understand?" I shake my head quickly and he nods. He reaches up slowly, tauntingly and removes the tape. He looks at me like he expects me to do something but I lay there silently. He shakes his head and grins as he says, "Why didn't you scream? Even though I warned you of the consequences I still expected you to scream." I glare at him and reply in an even tone," I didn't scream because I wouldn't give you the satisfaction to hear me do that. I also wouldn't give you the pleasure of touching me. You disgust me. Don't ever touch me again." I grinned on the inside as I saw his angry face. However that feeling dissolved immediately when he stood up and said," You had better get used to it. I will be the only person you will come into contact anymore. You will eventually crave my touch and enjoy it. I'm going to go get you something to eat and then I'm going to come back and explain what's going to happen to you here." He then left, closing the door behind him.