I laid there in the dark unable to move due to the restraints that bound my wrists and ankles in a manner that kept me subdued in place. My gray orbs searched through the darkness in some hope that I could locate the door but truly it was useless to try. I wiggled about rolling onto my back in order to gain a more comfortable position in the predicament I was in as my thoughts collected. Why do I even bother anymore? Clearly I put myself in this situation and yet I kept title of the victim in my mind. I put myself in this situation..no she did. She had some hold on me that kept me there, in her domain. Whenever I tried to leave, whenever the boldness arose in my heart she looked at me with those seductive almond shaped eyes and smiled. She would place her perfectly manicured hand on my cheek and almost in an instant I was on my knees for her. She was some sort of witch, a sorceress, inhuman, yes I could buy into that claim.
Just then I wondered what time it was. After all I was currently locked in a closet, restrained, in nothing but my boxer shorts. How long have I been here? Minutes? Hours? I couldn't tell anymore. She had commanded me to the spot that I was in now and bound me and quickly departed, unannouncing of her return. Yes yes, she had simply spoken the word and I willingly stripped and walked into the closet and laid there while she bound me. Shameful? Yes I know. I can't help it, if you can recall. She has some power over me. Or so I'd like to think-..
Just then the door suddenly swung open allowing light into the darkened spot, my burning eyes adjusted to the light as I tried to make out the figure before me.
"Oh..don't you looked unamused." the low toned woman voice spoke with a smirk as she bent her knees to reach his level. Her hand went to his hair as slender fingers glided through the soft dark locks.
"Whats amusing about this?" I said in a mutter as I looked away in shame. I could never properly look into those light brown eyes. The fact that we both knew the control she had over me caused nausea to set in every time. As the words spilled from my mouth she instantly stood, the smirk disappearing from that modelesque face of hers. The heel of her stiletto made contact with my side causing me to groan out in pain.
"I don't believe I heard you, would you mind repeating that?" she spoke threateningly low as her heel dug deeper into my flesh.
"N-Nothing..it was nothing." I said in deep seeded pain as I was unable to do anything about the torturous shoe about to penetrate me.
"Thats what I thought." she said as she waited a second before removing her heel. She kneeled down once again and began to expertly remove the complicated knots she had made earlier. In a matter of seconds I was free, sitting with my legs criss crossed and rubbing my aching bruised skin. Elongating herself once again, she looked down at my form with a smile. I could feel her stare as her eyes searching for mine but with no success.
"Wash up and meet me in my room in 20. If your late..well you know what will happen if your late." and with that she click clacked out of the room, light brown hair swaying with her movements as closing the door behind her and left me to tend to whatever I needed to do before I was to present in front of her.
With a sigh I stood up and looked at the closed door. the remnants of her scent floated in the air.
How did I end up here again?
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Nice story. You added expressions wherever possible, keeping in mind not to overdo it. And I liked the words criss crossed and click clacked. I've never heard or read them before, honestly. The heading and the starting, ending, it all looks complete. Just one line here, "Oh..don't you looked unamused." It's actually, Oh...don't you look unamused. Other than that, I can't find any grammer mistake. And you were successful in making the woman as vicious as possible, tying up the poor guy like that. And I could actually picture it all in my mind. Very well done.