I wake up to the dark of night. I try to roll over but… I can’t. I look at my wrists to see rope wrapped around my arms, leading to the headboard. I look down at my feet to find my ankles tied down too. I’m completely naked.

I start to struggle against my restraints and grunt in a pained effort. Out of the darkness, I hear a sinister chuckle. “Having trouble, Charlie?” I turn to face the sound in a panic. Luke slinks out of the shadow and into the moonlight. He’s only wearing a tight pair of boxers briefs that leave nothing to the imagination.

He reaches the side of the bed and runs a finger along my chest. “Luke, what the fuck is this? Untie me!”

He gives me a condescending smolder. “Maybe. But I want my fun first.” He climbs over me and perches himself directly over my crotch. He places both hands on my pecs and bends down, sliding his face up my chest, only centimeters from skin. He stops at my neck and lets his breath roll over me before placing his lips onto my neck. He works at my throat with a violent passion before biting down like a hungry wolf. I gasp in pain.

He leans up again and lets out an evil laugh. “You’re getting excited. I can feel it.” He shakes his hips and I can’t help but exhale at the sensation.

“Luke…” I steel my resolve. “Get off of me.” His hand is swift as his palm stings my face.

“This is my time.” His smile melts into an angry glare. “Hold on. We’ll take care of this problem.” He kisses my cheek and slides off of me. He walks to my closet and returns with a strip of cloth.

“What are you doing with that?!” My stomach drops. He walks at me with a terrifying conviction. Wordlessly, he forces the cloth in my mouth and wraps it around my head. He yanks my head up to tie in the back and pulls it nearly painfully tight.

“Mmm.” He looks down at his work and bites his lip. “That’s better. Now where were we?” He mounts me again, this time sitting on my stomach. He reaches behind him and rubs the undeniable erection against his back side. “Seems like you’re enjoying this too.”

Luke maneuvers himself back between my forcibly spread legs. He wiggles his arm under my back and pulls up, forcing me to arch up. I clench my eyes shut and feel his lips move around my bare chest. His warmth drowns out all sensations until I feel a sharp pain dig into my shoulder. My eyes shoot open to see him digging his teeth into my skin.

He releases my shoulder and moves his mouth next to my ear. “I wonder… How do you taste?” He whispers. His breath tickles. He lightly nibbles my ear and slides back up to my stomach. He stretches up and rubs my chest one last time.

I swallow hard. But instead, he leans over me to grab something from the bedside table. The moonlight glints off the steel and my eyes widen at the sight. A large knife stares down at me from his hand and I start to thrash under him trying to do anything to knock him off.

He places the knife by my throat and I instantly stop my struggles. “That’s a good boy. You look so cute when you’re scared.” He slowly glides it up my neck and to my cheek. “Oh I can’t wait.” He’s not lying. The blade slides across my skin and I wince at the sting. I can feel the warm trickle slide down my face and, through teary eyes, see a red line across the blade.

Lucas leans over once again, hovering his face just above mine. He tries to tease my lips with his before moving to the side. He glides his tongue over the cut and tilts back up with a dramatic swallow. He eyes my up and licks his lips. “Mmm. That was good.”

I close my eyes and tears begin to pour out. “I want more.” I peek my eyes open to see his hand grip the sides of my face. He pushes back, hard, forcing my throat to be bare for him.

Luke places the blade on my neck and bites his lip one last time before swiping the knife across.

I shoot up and try to calm my panicked breath. I look around my room in a desperate fear to find… nothing. My limbs were free, my face was unharmed, my underwear was still on, and the sun was streaming through the window. I collapse back onto my pillow.