Free The Abduction of Kelsey by Claire Thompson

You’re mine now, don’t you see? All mine.”
    The blood in Kelsey’s veins turned to ice. “No!” she shouted. She shoved as hard as she could at James’ chest and tried to swing her legs around him with a vague idea of leaping from the bed. The burst of blinding pain in her calf reminded her of just how disabled she was at the moment. Even if she managed to get up, how could she possibly hope to get away? A wave of dizziness made her sway, the walls swimming before her eyes.
    James was like a rock against her efforts to shove him aside. Languidly he stood and reached for her wrists, catching both in one hand. He jerked her arms over her head and tied the neckties to the headboard, ignoring her struggles. “You’re not behaving, Kelsey,” he said with a shake of his head as he stared down at her. “And after all I’ve done for you.”
    “All you’ve done for me? What the fuck…?” Fury rendered her speechless, reddening her face and making her heart pound. She jerked hard against her restraints.
    James nodded calmly. “Yes, all I’ve done for you. You don’t know it yet, but you’ve found the love of your life.” Kelsey gritted her teeth, rattling the headboard in her impotent rage. “I went to your apartment while you were resting. I watered your plants and collected your mail. I brought back some things I thought you might need.”
    He turned from her and bent down, pulling what she recognized as her red duffel bag from the floor. He set it on the bed and unzipped it. Reaching inside, he pulled out a round, flat plastic case she realized was her birth control pills. “You better take today’s dose,” he said, pushing a pill through the foil. “As much as I’d love to make a baby with you, we aren’t ready yet to start our family.”
    The man was certifiably insane. Kelsey shuddered at the thought of having his child. She opened her mouth as he held out the small pill. He placed it on her tongue and she swallowed. Apparently satisfied, James settled next to her and began to pull things from the bag, placing them on the bed at her feet. He brought out bras and panties, clothing from her bureau and closet, several pairs of shoes and sandals, her makeup bag, blow dryer and her jewelry box.
    “Now this looks like fun.” James lifted of his eyebrows as he reached again into her bag. He regarded her with a sly smile as he held up the vibrator she kept in her night table drawer. Embarrassment and fury rose in equal proportions, heating her face and neck. If looks could have killed, James would have collapsed in a lifeless heap on the floor.
    “No need to blush, sweetheart.” James licked his lips again in what Kelsey assumed was supposed to be a sexy manner. “We’re both adults. I like it that you, uh, pleasure yourself when you’re alone. But that’s all over now, my darling. Now I’ll be the one to pleasure you. In fact”—his face brightened—“I think a good orgasm is probably just what you need right now. And if you please me, I’ll let you up to use the bathroom, and I’ll bring you something to eat and drink.” He waved the purple phallus toward her. “But first, some fun.”
    “No, James,” Kelsey blurted desperately. “Listen to me, damn it! I refuse—” James’ hand was suddenly on her neck. He squeezed, his fingers tight just beneath her jaw and Kelsey’s words strangled in her throat.
    His voice was like a whip, each word a stroke. “You will not refuse anything I choose to give you, Kelsey. You belong to me now. The sooner you get that through your pretty but thick head, the better.” He squeezed harder and Kelsey began to cough and choke. Tears sprang to her eyes as viselike pressure built behind her face. Oh god, was she going to die like this, naked and tied down in this madman’s bed?
    James let go abruptly and Kelsey sucked in a gasping breath of air. He stared down at her, his eyes glittering. “Don’t make me hurt you, Kelsey. I want you to be a good