Trapped

18+ adult content warning!

I heard the sound of footsteps, moving closer, closer but my body froze, I couldn't move my body even my eyes couldn't open. I could only hear the sound of the footsteps suddenly stopping and then the originally calm water began to sway.

The water in this bathtub spilled, someone had entered it. What happened to me? As a cripple, I'm helpless.

When a small touch like fingers playing with my wet arm makes me want to scream in horror but it's no use, all the senses in my body are useless.

The touch was very gentle and continued to move up towards my shoulder and then landed on my neck.

Will he strangle me? Does he want to kill me? Oh God, at least give me a little strength to open my eyes.

He caressed the nape of my neck, his hand cupped my face, and then caressed my lips, I felt his thumb lightly press my lips and then move down. His hand is on my chin now.

Is he smiling dirty while looking at my helpless face?

Please get your dirty hands off my face.

I held my breath as I felt his breath hit my face. Feels warm and very close. No, it's too close. Get out of here, I beg you...

His hand moves down to caress my neck and continues down to touch something no one has ever touched.

He squeezes it, why is he doing this to me? Let me go!

"Shhttt..."

Is my body reacting, I hear that very clearly? Did he ask me to be quiet? Does anyone help me?

Tears dripped from my eyes, his hands continued to move down as something soft touched my neck.

It's his lips, he caresses me shamelessly!

Stop it, asshole!

He didn't want to stop, his hands moving freely under there. It was so soft and nearly beguiled that I felt something hard press against me.

"Aaaa!!!"

My body jolted, I screamed as loud as I could and this situation was different from what I imagined.

I was lying on the bed fully clothed even though I was clearly in the bathtub earlier. It was obvious that someone was groping my body!

"Are you awake?"

I turned towards the voice, it was Aaron. He came with warm water in his hand.

"What happened? Exactly who are you?" I asked hysterically.

"I'm Aaron, and nothing happened, lady..."

"Lies! Obviously, I was still in the tub and... and... I..." I couldn't tell if someone was groping my body while I was paralyzed. I can only cry and hug myself very tightly. This confusion is driving me crazy!

"Did you have a bad dream?" Aaron asked, he stayed closer and sat next to me which made me move away immediately.

"I found you lying on the floor. Looks like you passed out, I wanted to change but I didn't dare so I lit the fire and left you here." He explained smoothly as if it wasn't a lie.

"No way! I want to go home now." I didn't want to hear anything from the man's lips, as soon as I jumped out of bed and rushed out of the room and the clock on the wall said five in the afternoon, fifteen minutes before I decided to take a shower. I remember very well because I looked at the clock in Aaron's room before entering the bathroom and soaking for ten minutes then my body suddenly paralyzed and the time when the man entered the tub and started touching me was not a moment.

What happened? Why is my mind this messed up?

"Wait for the storm to stop and then you Can go."

I turned to Aaron. The man grabbed my wrist. The touch is the same. I can't forget. Those hands are the same hands that touched my body without permission!

"Explain to me who you are. What do you want from me?" I asked while pulling my hand violently. My eyes are fixed on him, I won't be weak with his warm attitude anymore!

"I don't know what happened in your dream when you passed out but please don't look at me like I'm a bad guy."

"Aaron... You paralyzed me! And you even tried to harass me!"

"What are you talking about? Look at your clothes are still intact and just check your body if I abused you then there will be traces of it!"

Aaron looks angry, he looks displeased with my accusation. But how could all of this be a dream if my body still felt tense?

"Lock the door and check, did I really rape you, or was it just your nightmare!"

He said sure but I couldn't believe it so I immediately went back to his room and locked the door tightly. Taking a deep breath, I walked toward the large mirror in the corner of the room.

One by one I took off my clothes and checked my neck but there was no trace of anything nor did my breasts and the center of my body. I touched it and it didn't hurt at all.

This all confused me to the point where I couldn't hold back my tears.

"Knock...knock...knock..."

I quickly wiped my tears then put back my clothes that were still half wet and immediately opened the door.

"How?" Aaron asked, his face unable to hide his annoyance.

"Sorry..." I didn't want to say it, I'm sure it wasn't a dream.

"You better take a shower and change your clothes and after that tell me what appeared in your dream until you accused me of harassing you."

Aaron sounded demanding, he immediately left me. The friendly man instantly turned cold.

Finally, I can only obey, the storm still hasn't passed and I have no choice.

I made sure all the doors were locked, then I took off my clothes one by one in the bathroom. The condition of the bathroom is still the same, it's the same, and nothing has changed. If I'm just dreaming then this bathroom shouldn't be the same as the one in my dream even though the aromatherapy candles are still the same.

I can only swallow my saliva and shower as fast as I can.

After taking a shower I immediately came out of the room wearing Aaron's clothes and then approached him who was busy in the kitchen.

"It's finished?" The coldness that Aaron had previously displayed had disappeared as if it had never happened. He smiled warmly and placed two bowls of soup on the table.

"My cooking skills aren't great but not bad either. Try it while it's warm." Say him again.

I was suspicious, but I'm hungry and the smell of this fish soup is so tempting but I don't want to faint again.

"You don't like fish?" Aaron asked because I still hadn't tasted the soup.

"I'm afraid I'll faint again." I wanted to say it but his friendly smile made me feel guilty if I had to say it.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

Again he showed those eyes, eyes that showed sadness as if all the suffering in this world was borne by him.

I couldn't stand the stare so my hand moved to the spoon and started to taste the soup.

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