Blake's 'Wild Night'

Blake being blind folded felt that his other senses were heightened. When she touched him, he felt her soft and smooth hands and he got Goosebumps where ever she touched him.

He could hear her husky voice and imagine her expressions. When she touched his face slowly he was still in dreamland. Then….. something happened.

A smell filled his nostrils. The smell was so enticing that he wanted to eat that thing. That is when he realized that the scent belonged to something sweet.... perhaps honey? When he was imagining his darling feeding him honey slowly....

Something very hot touched his hands and then it was spread on his hands.

"Shhhhhhh"

He sucked in deep breath. He wanted to shout but something soft fell in his mouth when he opened it. It was sweet and the sugar overwhelmed him.

"Enjoy the doughnut... Hun... the inside is filled with caramel. Isn't it your favorite?"

The same soft and husky voice reached his ears suggestively and then she giggled. But this time Blake was not excited. He felt terrified. Because…..

Again something hot and sticky fell on his both hands and then calves. The sticky thing was spread slowly on his skin. The thing was so hot that Blake wanted to curse his 'dream girl' so badly. This was totally out of his expectations. He began to struggle.

"MMmmmmm…. Eemmoove dddemmm ayyyy wwaaaaammmm tttuuuuu bbeeeee fffeeeeeeeee" / (Remove them… I want to be freeee….)

He made sounds with uttermost difficulty with the doughnut still in his mouth. He wanted to eat that damn thing and speak clearly but the doughnut was stuffed in his mouth tightly.

It was clearly stuffed like that to shut him up. He could only make slight sounds with his tongue.

This was not the 'Wild Night' he imagined.

'Mommmyyyyyyyyy…. I want to go homeeeeeeee… you stupid bitch...let me be freeeee' he shouted the same lines over and over again in his mind. But he was helpless.

"lllleemmmmme guuuuuuuuuuuuuu… ffffuuuuuuu rrrrrrrr uuuuuuuuuu? Yyyyyy rrrrrr uuuuuuuu uuuuuing ddis tuuu mmeeee" he shouted desperately. / (Let me gooooo. Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?)

When the sticky thing stopped moving on his body he felt his body relax a lot. He then, felt that probably this was also a game?

Just a little rough one? He wanted to speak. He began squirming to let her know his intentions. Then.....

His nightmare began. Aaliyah pasted something on his limbs and began plucking that thing forcefully. Blake's horrible screeches echoed in the entire house.

Blake felt the pain of waxing for the first time in his life. He felt as if his skin was on fire. The sensation was nothing like he ever experienced in his life. It was like millions of fire ants were stinging him at the same time.

That terrible burning sensation almost made him cry. Then the pain came a few seconds later. Aaliyah's action was too rough. She began venting her anger to the extreme.

For a rogue like Blake, she felt that this punishment was too low. That's right! Aaliyah was doing this for her personal vendetta.

Aaliyah's real name is Ayla Smith. She is the sister of Sarah Smith, the girl who claimed that she loved Blake sincerely.

Ayla warned Sarah not to love a man like Blake because that would lead only to a heart break. But Sarah never listened to her.

When Blake and Sam humiliated and dragged away Sarah like a dog she was heartbroken. Sarah came back home like a dead person. She locked herself in her room.

She had been in her room entirely for three days and didn't even eat anything for three freaking days! Their parents were worried sick!

Ayla only came back home a few hours ago from a work trip and discovered her sister's state. She was furious on both her sister and this bastard.

She warned her sister so many times to not love him but she never listened. And this rascal had the guts to humiliate her sister so much.

When Ayla came back, she was just in time to prevent Sarah from committing suicide. Sarah slept in the fully filled bath tub and almost stopped breathing. The doctors confirmed that she was suffering from depression.

Ayla's blood boiled at that memory. Why can't her sister just let go? She clearly knows that this person would never love anybody aside from himself.

Still… she chose to commit suicide for this kind of person? Ayla was beyond angry. She was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.

Right then, a chance for revenge knocked on her door. Ayla smiled evilly. How can she let go of such a beautiful opportunity? True! She can't harm him in any way. He was powerful and rich.

She can't clash with him head on. But this chance where nobody would know her identity and the person being tortured can't say a word to the world is just too tempting. Blake love to have a 'wild night', right?

She will give him one. She never stopped moving her hands. She continued 'waxing' his hair on all his limbs. She wanted to torture him. She wanted to humiliate him the same way he did to all those girls.

He should be afraid of flirting with random girls from now on. Blake's miserable cries and screams echoed in the entire house. But there was no escape. Nobody knows where he was.

Not even Sam! Blake remembered how Sam asked him where he was going. But he was so arrogant to taunt him and send him away. Blake was afraid for the first time in his life.

Usually there will be his private security personnel with him. But this time he was too careless. He clearly underestimated 'her'. He was not sure what was the purpose of her for torturing him?

He wanted to ask her but he couldn't. He wanted to threaten her with his status. But then he understood one thing. She didn't care!

She knew his identity clearly yet she was doing this to him. So she was doing everything on purpose.

'Oh God!! What have I gotten myself into? Just who is this lady? I don't even know her name!! Did Charlie know that he gave him a fake number? Or was Charlie was also an accomplice?

No… No… that can't be! Charlie was his friend for many years. Then? Where did everything go wrong? How did the person he was supposed to meet changed?'

When he was in his own thoughts, the final time she stripped the wax from his left calf. He trembled yet again in pain. Now Blake understood his position. He was terribly afraid of 'her'.

He didn't know what she was going to do next? Can he escape from her tonight? He was not sure….

He was angry, afraid and in pain- all at once. He felt so miserable and helpless for the first time in his life.

When Ayla still wanted to torture him more, Blake's mobile rang. She ignored it at first. But it rang again and again. She was irritated.

Then she realized something. What if somebody knew Blake's location? Was somebody calling him to talk to him? She didn't know. She didn't want to take any chances. It would be good if she messaged that person.

Ayla hesitantly took Blake's mobile and looked at the person who was calling him. At first Ayla thought that she must have seen it wrongly. But.....

When she saw the person calling him clearly, her heart stopped. With trembling hands she looked at the caller's photo again. When she confirmed again and again that she was not hallucinating, the mobile slipped from her hands.

Only a single sentence left her mouth...

"It's her!"