Page 18 of Twisted
I note the scowls on the other faces as it appears they wanted the invitation extended to us. I notice a woman sidle up to Sam and pout prettily. She says breathlessly, “It’s been too long, Sam. I was hoping we could continue what we started a few months ago.”
I look at her incredulously. Her date for this evening is talking to another man not two feet away while she propositions another. Before I can step in Grady sidles up next to me and whispers, “Make sure you sit next to me my dear. I will take great pleasure in showing you how things work at this theater.”
I smile politely, but that is all. It’s obvious what he plans on showing me, and I laugh to myself. Why do they make it so easy?
The bell rings for us to take our seats and Grady leads us to his VIP box. He holds open the door and I feel his hand brush against my hip as I move past him. His partner takes her seat on the other side of him and Sam sits on my right. So far, so good. Everything’s in place and I wonder how this will pan out. All I have to do is sit tight and play the victim. That’s gonna be harder than you think because my instincts have been well taught over the last few years and I can defend myself better than a battle worn soldier. If I wanted, I could knock Grady out cold without busting a fingernail in the process. The hardest thing will be acting the innocent.
The lights dim and the show starts.It’sopera, which is my worst. I hate the wailing of the singers as they act out their script in such a dramatic fashion. I’ve never understood it myself, but recognize it’s the perfect choice for a creep like Grady. Loud music and bright lights disguise the real play acting out before the crowd. I feel shivers of revulsion grip me as I picture the poor women who have sat where I am now.
I suppose it must be twenty minutes into the first half when Sam’s phone rings. He looks at us apologetically and whispers,
“I’m sorry, I have to take this. Unfortunately, it may take some time and I may not make it back before the interval. Take care of Katherine for me, would you, Grady?”
I watch the excitement burn in Grady’s eyes as he nods. “I will make it my priority, Sam. Take as long as you like.”
Sam kisses me on the cheek and whispers, “You ok,darlin’?”
I fix him with a determined look. “I’ll be fine, don’t worry about me.”
As the door clicks softly shut behind him, Grady wastes no time.
As the sound of opera fills our ears, I notice Grady’s hand starts to wander. I see it disappear around the back of his companion and watch in horror as he unzips her dress. He doesn’t appear to care that I’m watching, and it falls to the floor in a heap, revealing her black lace underwear.
He turns to look at me and smiles with a sinister look in his eyes. “Care to join us?”
Jumping up, I back away toward the door, shaking my head in pretend fear.
“You’re disgusting, why would I want any part of this?”
Before I can reach it, he grabs my hand and nods to his companion, who moves across and blocks the exit. I stare at her in disbelief as she smiles wickedly.
“You may as well stay and enjoy the ride, honey. You’ll have much more fun if you do.”
Grady pushes me forcefully to the floor and I make a great show of kicking and fighting him off. He sits astride me as he holds my arms down and laughs darkly.
“Now, now, my dear. I saw it in your eyes. You wanted me as soon as you laid eyes on me.”
He leans down to kiss me and I turn my head away and say fearfully. “I’ll scream if you touch me.”
He laughs. “Nobody will hear your screams because this box is soundproofed. Just a little touch from a friend of mine. I like to think of this as my playground, honey, and guess what, you’re my newest ride.”
I snarl. “I’ll report you to the cops for rape, you sick bastard.”
He looks across at the girl and they laugh. He rolls his eyes. “Do you really think anyone will believe your word against ours? You’re outnumbered my dear and nobody will believe a word you say. Like I said, you may as well enjoy the ride because once you have you’ll be begging me for more.”
I squeeze a tear from my eyes as I plead with him.
“Please, let me go. I promise I won’t say anything. Just unlock the door and let me out.”
Grady’s eyes darken with desire and his hand starts pushing my dress up. His fingers work their way up my legs toward my panties and his breath becomes labored. I feel his dick pressed hard against me and feel the bile rise in my throat. I see him fumbling with his zip as he pushes my panties aside.
He groans and his eyes are dark with desire. “You know you want this you bitch. You can scream all you want, in fact, the louder the better. Girls like you love the rough stuff. It’s in your eyes. When I’ve finished with you, you’ll be begging me for more. Davina here loves to watch, don’t you darling?”
She giggles and I see the glazed look in her eyes. She’s high on something alright and I wonder what he’s fed her.
I watch as she bites her lip and says softly, “Do it, Grady. Fuck the bitch, I dare you.”
I look at her in disbelief. What the hell is this? I resist every instinct in me not to nail this bastard to the floor. I could get him off me in seconds and leave him begging for mercy. But I play my part for every woman here before me and start to cry softly.