She isn’t very far off the ground, but it is high enough that she will fuck herself up if she falls.
“You stop it, this instant!” I growled.
“Stay still so I can get you down from here. If you continue to act hysterical, I will slap the shit out of you until you snap out of it. Do you understand me?”
I would never strike her, not in the mouth, anyway.
She looked at me, a shocked expression spread across her face. She immediately stopped struggling. Maybe she realized if she kept up her crazy behavior, she might fall on her damn head, or I was going to indeed slap the hell out of that pretty face, which I would never do.
She is slight compared to me, plus I don’t bitch-slap women. That was my father's specialty, and it’s abusive.
I hooked my arm around her stomach and placed her over my shoulder. Her long dark hair fell loosely past my waist. Her feet bled on me as I carried her down from the small tree and stepped onto the ground.
I gripped her middle firmly, stilling her while walking towards my car. My boot prints are visible in the mud, but I'm not worried. We are so far into the woods, and it is supposed to rain tomorrow, so that should wash them away.
She started screaming and crying again after realizing she wasn’t returning home. “I thought you said I could pick where I wanted to stay? You promised!”
Her small fists pummeled my back, which felt like mosquitoes attacking. She couldn't do damage if she tried.
I slapped her on the ass with my free hand before I sat her struggling body on the expensive red leather seat, telling her to shut up in the process. My hard gaze bore into hers.
“You lost that privilege once you ran and threw your little tantrum in that fucking tree. Now you have no choice. I tried to let you decide, but you ran from me instead. I warned you, Kit… you will never get away."
She was barely crying now, but the frown on her face showed her anger, and I still didn't give a rat's ass.
I continued to chastise her.
"There is nowhere for you to turn. No one will rescue you. I will repeat this. Good girls are rewarded, and bad girls are disciplined. You owe me two punishments for this bullshit tonight. Are you going to try for a third?”
Her eyes sparked with fire as she hissed at me.
“You may as well just kill me and get it over with. I would rather die than live as your fucking slave. You’re nuts!”
I smirked at her. I can’t believe the balls on this girl. She's gutsy; I will give her that. The girl has no idea just how angry I can get. She hasn’t experienced this side of me yet, but she will. Her attitude is going to warrant many punishments. Such a bad little girl.
She needs to be more careful about what she wishes for. I decided to scare the shit out of her…teach her a lesson; maybe she will shut her trap until we arrive at my place.
There’s no need to use the syringe to keep her quiet, but I can’t take her over my knee when I am driving, so I pull out the 38 and point it at her head.
“So, this is what you want instead? You want me to blow your brains out right now?”
She started shaking uncontrollably as she stared at the barrel of the gun. Her face turned grey. I could see the terror in her eyes. I watched her swallow hard as she squinted, bringing her hands up to shield herself from a possible flying bullet to the face. A light squeak escaped her lips.
“U-u-m, I was angry. I-I am sorry. P-please don’t kill me. I am too young to die."
She squirmed in her seat, hyperventilating.
"Oh God!! I knew this was your plan all along!”
She sobbed quietly this time—no snarky comments or yelling. I looked at her, unperturbed.
“I told you I would not murder you, and I meant it. You just said you would rather die than live as a sex slave. However, I would not label you as asexslave. You’re my pet. Taking a life means nothing to me, but I am glad you changed your mind. I want to keep you around for a long time."
I laughed to myself. I knew the bluff would shut her up. I have no intention of ever killing this woman. She is my drug, and I need her like a junkie needs their next fix.
I put the gun back into my waistband and started the car. I looked over at my shell-shocked prisoner.
"Buckle up. Driving without your seatbelt is unsafe and also against the law."
