Chapter Eleven.

A gentle aroma filled me as I woke slowly.

Strawberry...

It had gotten dark and the once open window was now closed. The soft amber glow of bedside lamps painted the room a surreal light orange.

I was still on the floor and even though it was carpeted, it still wasn't the most comfortable spot to fall asleep. However, I wasn't uncomfortable. A pillow? I tried getting up.

I literally lounged back in surprise when I noticed why I wasn't uncomfortable. I was, for some reason, using Gingers lap as a pillow!

She was dressed in her pj's, propped up against the wall and was now asleep. Surprising as it was she did not wake, when suddenly got up.

Rage filled me, my breathing became unsteady and my heart pounded loudly in my chest.

Was this my opportunity to escape?

I imagined myself wrapping the chain that bound my hands to the floor around her neck, and pulling hard. Then waking up while being suffocated she'd have no choice but to release me.

I knew it was stupid and half baked but for some reason I just wanted to hurt her even if it meant that I wouldn't be able to escape. Not that I could think of any other method to do so.

Was this feeling because of what she did to me?

I edged closer to her.

I wanted to make her pay.

I wanted to hurt her.

I reached out, with both hands towards her neck.

*thum-thump*

My fingers, an inch from her neck.

*thum-thump*

But my eyes lingered and drifted, her top button was undone and she wasn't wearing a bra.

*thum-thump*

My hands lowered and hovered over her chest.

*thum-thump*

I undid another button...

*thum-thump*

Rape her! Hurt her like she hurt you!

Another button...

*thum-thump*

And another!

*thum-thump*

*thum-thump*

*thum-thump*

My heart beat heavily at my ribs almost as if to tell me to stop.

I should stop.

I really should...

But...

She didn't... So why should I?

I gazed down on her body and reached down, hands over her soft breasts, her nipple between my middle and pointing finger.

I squeezed, it was strange, to think the sense called touch could produce such delicate imagery, I realized how aroused I was.

-This is wrong... Even if she did do it first...- I tried guilt tripping myself.

I brought my face closer to her chest,

*thum-thump*

I stuck my tongue out and licked her nipple.

It felt strangely appealing, I wanted more, more! I kissed her full breasts, licking, sucking, squeezing. I was so into it I forgot what I was actually doing was...wrong.

I knew I shouldn't but it just felt so good.

Suddenly I felt her arms pulling me into her and her body move to my pattern. I wanted to stop, I need to stop. She was awake and she knew what I'd do, she wanted this, but... I couldn't stop.

"Don't..."

She moaned,

~mmh-Ahn~

"Don't stop..."

We were entangled and bodies pressed together.

Exchanging warmth and moving together as one.

Suddenly 001's avatar flashed in my mind. -What am I doing?- I pulled myself away and moved as far from her as my chain would allow.

We were both breathing hard and she smiled, she appeared to be enjoying herself.

"you planned this... " I started "you're sick."

"Oh sweetie, I think you have it wrong," she stated "you, after all, were the one trying to rape me, not that I have a problem with it. You're just afraid to admit the fact that you're a monster," and then in a singsong voice "just-like-me."

She smiled.

"I... Only did it because... Because..."

I tried for some rational explanation, something... But...

"See?" She responded with a smile and then "want to try again?"

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