How did I end up here? How did my life become such a huge mess? I came here with a dream to become independent, self-sufficient, to help my family and become a successful fashion designer. But here I was haunted by a hooligan. God knows what he wanted from me. It had just been three days since I’d joined this college and my life became a disaster. I was sitting on my knees oblivious of what was happening. Tears kept welling from my eyes, not because I was scared but because I can’t let my father be a part of this. He had already suffered a lot in the past few years. The constant losses in business traumatised him, stressed him and eventually he was diagnosed with cancer. I can’t let anything happen to him. If he even dared to touch him--------“aaaaahhhh!” I threw the lamp on the side table.

There was a knock at my door, if it’s him again I’m going to kill him. Opening the door, I shouted.

 “How dare-----?” but it was Carter.

“Hey, its me. You okay?” He ensured. But I instantly hugged him and cried heavily. I was controlling till now but seeing him I broke down. I held him tightly.

“Vinni! What happened, did he do something wrong, did he----?” He asked with apprehension in his voice. I kept sobbing though.

“Okay, fine, let’s go inside first.” He brought me inside in the same hugged position. He pored me a glass of water and we both sat on my bed. I drank some water and my sobbing softened a little.

“Now tell me.” He asked again. I told him everything. Initially I hesitated but I guess I could trust him.

“I don’t know why he is nagging me. And now he’s blackmailing me with my parents. I can’t stress them anymore, he threatened me to hinder my father’s chemotherapy. We already have minimal hopes of his recovery and if even a single chemo session would be missed then--------” I started crying again. He hugged me again.

“These guys have always been bad news. Last year too they pulled a ruckus in the college. But don’t worry we will find a way out.” He assured.

“What we will do Carter. He asked me to meet him today in the evening while I have to go to the bookstore. Already my salary isn’t enough and now if I’ll miss tomorrow’s shift I’d be in grave trouble. Because of him only I got late on the first day of work, and my boss gave me such a hard time for it, then he was also stalking me there. God! Carter this guy is on to something, it’s not just some silly ego clash.” I mentioned.

“Okay listen to me. You go meet him today.” He said. I instantly frowned.

“Are you out of your mind, I just told you I can’t go I have a job and you---” But he cut me off. “Ssshhh, listen. You go with him and I ask Erika to fill in for you’re shift. And as for you, I’ll come after you guys. I’ll keep an eye on you from a distance. Because if there would be any danger, I’ll have you’re back.” He narrated his plan but I wasn’t convinced.

“Carter that guy is a gangster, do you think he won’t know that you’re spying on us. He has a whole gang of racketeers and they’d catch you in a blink of an eye.” But he was still confident of his plan.

“I know but Vinni we have to know what he’s up to, and that would be only possible when you go with him. And whatever would be out of your sight I’ll keep a check on those things. Look Vinni, there’s no way you can’t go because he doesn’t give you blank threats. He’ll definitely cause an impediment with your father’s treatment. And things could turn more worse.” He enunciated.

“Carter I can’t put your life in danger. If by using me he’d would leave my friends and family then I’ll fight him on my own.” I was already in deep trouble and I can’t let my friends and family go down with me. But Carter was right if I have to reckon what he’s up to so I need to go with him.

“But Vinni---” I cut him off. “No, Carter please. I can’t risk your life. Anyways being my friend, you must already be under his radar. If he catches you, he wouldn’t mind coming after you as well. Please Carter, understand.” I urged him.

“Vinni you aren’t realising, he’s extremely dangerous. You have no idea what lengths he could go to if he wants something. You’ll be dead and no one would know. And how are you sure that he would keep his promise and not pester your family.” He was worried and I was too but I can’t take any chance.

“I know Carter but still its my fight and I can’t have any casualties. Its final and we won’t be having any more discussion. And yes, please don’t tell anything to Erika otherwise she would too be bothered. But I will ask her to fill in for my shift.”

“Fine but promise me you’d call me if you find anything fishy.” He demanded.

“Promise.” I said.

 
 It was 6:45pm and I was at the bookstore with Erika. I had to intimate my boss about Erika filling in my place.

“It’s the second day of your job and you already came with someone to fill in for you. Yesterday you were late and today you need a leave. If your so busy then why do you want a job. Run your own business darling.” She taunted me. I know I wasn’t being a good employee and was being so irresponsible all because of that asshole.

“So sorry ma’am, I assure you that after today I’ll be attentive. I am having some problem these days as I have just shifted here two days back. Please consider.” I requested

“Just because your knowledge in books is fine, I am allowing you. Its you first and last chance, keep that in mind.” She warned.

“Yes, maam totally. Thanks a lot. And trust me Erika is better than me you won’t be disappointed.” I assured her but she shook her head in annoyance.

“Erika thanks a lot. It means a lot to me.” I was really grateful to her as I couldn’t lose that job.

“Don’t be stupid you go and handle you’re work.” She reassured me. I hadn’t told her anything still she agreed to help me.

 Before leaving for here I had talked to my dad. He had his chemo at 8pm. He sounded so fragile; it pains me to see him suffering. But no matter what his condition was I would do anything to help him recuperate. Once I find out what are Black’s real motives, I swear I’m not going to leave him. Bringing my dad into this just to satisfy his gigantic ego was way out of line even for him.

After leaving the bookstore I took a cab and went to the hostel. It was already 6:55pm and I was going to get late.

I reached the hostel and went to my room in order to collect a few things. I maybe be going with him, god knows where, but I had to be safe. Going into my room I changed into black jeans and a black tank top with a green denim jacket. I took a waist bag with a bunch of safety pins, a folding knife, scissors and a chilli spray that my mother gave me if need be. Only I didn’t know that I’d need it so soon. I kept the folding knife in my jeans pocket and the scissors in my denim jacket.

 I was ready and also late. It was 7:15 am. Though I wasn’t scared but I couldn’t take any chance with my dad. Walking down the stairs I realised that there was silence all around. Where was everybody? At this hour people are generally loitering around doing their daily chores.

Reaching outside too there was an unusual silence. The sun had set and it was darkness throughout. When I approached the hostel ground Black wasn’t there in fact it was desolate. I went and sat on a bench. I looked at my phone, it was 7:25pm. I wished I had brought Carter with me. The silence was eating me, without the hustle bustle it was getting difficult to wait there.

I hadn’t had his number, I even tried calling his name in the stark darkness, but no response. What was weird was that the hostel lampposts weren’t lighting as well. God I was starting to feel uneasy, I thought of calling Carter, but I didn’t. He was really worried and he would come here straight away.

 I should have known that Black was fucking with me. Keeping me here stranded. Why  did I expect anything else.

After waiting for half an hour, I decided to go back. I stood up and began leaving.

But just as I was walking back my vision darkened. I couldn’t see anything, as though someone blindfolded me. Yes, someone has put a blindfold on my eyes. I squeaked but someone grabbed my mouth.

I was petrified, my whole body felt electrocuted and my knees felt weak. For a moment I couldn’t make any movement nor could, I think. But then I recalled that I had protection, on an impulse I went for my jeans pocket for the knife but my hand was caught in between. That someone who was tackling me sensed what I was doing and brought his and my hand to my waist. My stomach fluttered and my heart was racing. What is happening? Who is this person? ---------And then I was answered.

“Your late, baby girl.” Black whispered in my ears. As much as I was relieved that it was him and not someone else, my body still trembled with anxiety. Why can’t he behave like normal humans? Always giving me a heart attack with these ambushments.

“You’re late, in fact you stood me up.” I replied, still trying to make out what’s happening.

“Why did you go back to your room?” What? Oh!

“What?” I acted innocent. His hand was still on my waist aligned with mine just like my body was aligned with his. With him so close I could feel the heat rising in my body.

“You know what I’m talking about. You have all these arms and ammunitions with you. Did you think I wouldn’t know? What a pussy?” He mocked me. God! How did he know. Was he spying on me again, shit how long had he been watching me? Had he implanted cameras in my room? No wonder I was apprehensive about bringing Carter along.

“So, you agree you’re stalking me? Where are the cameras?” I asked him in the same position. In my curiosity to poke answers out of him I didn’t even mind the proximity, even though it was quite daunting.

“Everywhere sweat heart. You’re being watched thoroughly. But they ain’t no cameras. I can assure you that. I have my ways.” He said, moving his fingers on my hand in slow motions. Sending shivers to my body.

“Why? And why did you lie yesterday?” Bile rose in my throat. He demeaned me yesterday, literally questioning my mind.

“Did I ? Maybe? Do I care?------naah!” He frivolously said. I know I’d be wasting my energy if I asked anymore questions or got mad at him. It’d be better to just see what he was up to. I went quiet therefore.

“Good, that’s like a good girl.” He remarked and brought his other on my shoulder, sliding it down gently on my waist bone. My body reacting instantly, shuddering and fluttering. Fire rising between my thighs. But suddenly he entered my jacket’s pocket pulling the scissors out. Oh god!

“Seriously? Did you think I’d give you a chance to use it that too from such a small tight pocket? Silly girl.” I didn’t trust him one bit. So, I jerked back a little and tried getting out from his grip, but he held me back even tighter with the same hand resting on my waist.

“Try that again and this weapon of yours’s would slide through your throat.” He dared me. I had to be cautious.

And then he took those scissors to my forehead, sliding it in slow-torturous movements through the blind-fold and resting it on my right eye. That moment shook me. This crazy man can thrust it right in any moment. I felt sweat on my forehead and my back.

“Are you scared?” He whispered like a ghost. Yes, I was dead scared but I won’t admit.

“No” I said but it was a low soft sound. He started circling my eye with the scissors, I clenched my eyes close. Sweat was flowing down my back and I was all wet down there. Was I turned on at the same time? How could I be?

“Yes, you are, and you will admit.” He asserted. There was stark silence around, not even the sound of wind blowing. Subsequently, he slid it down on my cheek, resting it on my lips. The cool sensation of the blades on my skin was even more torturous. Moving down to my neck very gently he rested it on the nape of my tank top. I swallowed a couple of times, anxious as to what will happen. God I was scared but the sensation on my body was amazing. The ticklish feeling was unbearable.

With the same motion he dragged the blades to the nipple of my breast, pulling away one side of my jacket. He started moving the scissors in soft and slow motions. I gasped, arching my back in his chest a little bit. Both my nipples were hardening, ready to poke out. But rather than moving the blades horizontally he had now positioned them vertically. Literally taking my breath away. He gently pressed my breast through my nipple and I felt my orgasm building.

“Do you like it?” He was so close to my years that his warm breath sent chills to my clit.

“Answer me” He pressed while moving the blades of the scissors in circles on my nipples. I was not in my senses. Still, I replied.

“Yes” I whispered almost panting. With his other hand on my waist, he slightly pulled up my top, baring my stomach. I know I would regret all of it, I hated him, but I didn’t have the power to stop that. I wanted it.

“Should I stop?” He asked. The scissors tickling my breasts were now resting at my ribcage and his fingers on my top almost touched my stomach, I wanted them on my skin. I was lost in my daze that I forgot what he had asked me. Just then he retrieved his hand from my waist. And I instantly felt empty there. I replied on a reflex.

“No” I softly said. “What?” He asked. “Don’t stop.” I said looking aside over my shoulder.

“Good” He brought hi hand back on my waist bunching up my top, he brought the scissors on my stomach and moving it back and forth horizontally. Oh god, my stomach tremored on its own. So surreal, the cool blades making it more pleasurable. He continued for a few more seconds. I wanted to touch my self down there. I was so wet; I have never orgasmed this way without touching myself.

“Am I turning you on or have I already.” He asked. And without thinking….

“Yes” I moaned. Moving the blades from my stomach he slid it down on my thigh, moving it across to the other and just kept moving it everywhere but there. I was going crazy. But then he felt it. The knife…..oh god. He very gently dragged down his other hand from my stomach to my waist and then he slid it into my tight pockets almost touching my skin, I gasped yet again. He kept the hand there, going a little deep, moving it a bit, and when he found it he squeezed my thigh a bit.

“Ah!” I squealed. If he had touched me a little more towards the side I’d have exploded. Taking out the knife he kept both his hands on my stomach.

“You actually thought you’d get away with this cute kitchen set of yours’s.” He collided his head with mine, if we twisted them a little, we’d kiss. My hands were resting on his, and he glided the hand with the knife in the middle of my pelvis. Circling and poking my vagina. I felt like ripping those jeans off. But he kept moving the knife there in swift motions. I clenched his hands, I wanted more. I wanted him to hold me there. And then breaking the chain of motions he brought up the knife and touched my bag. Yeah, there was this as well.

“You actually took the ‘fight you’ statement very seriously, didn’t you?” He chuckled. He pulled out the pepper spray and out of the blue he inserted it between my thighs.

“Oh god!” I gave out a loud cry, unaware of my surroundings.

“Who won’t save you.” He growled. Then he started moving the spray back and forth between my thighs and I couldn’t control anymore. I held him by the nape of his neck and arched my back resting my head on his left shoulder. He kept moving it in rapid motions, I started moving too. It was amazing what I was feeling. He pressed the bottle upwards in my clit and I moaned. It wasn’t enough though, I needed more, but I couldn’t say. And as if listening to my prayers, he ripped open my jeans button and slipped it in holding me through my panties. It was so sudden I couldn’t catch a breath. He rubbed me through my panties, he kept rubbing me.

“Ah, ah…keep going please!” I urged him. I had no idea what got into me, but I couldn’t control. He rubbed me even faster.

“You needy little girl, I know you love it, don’t you?” He asked. But I was too mesmerized to respond. However, this creep doesn’t let it go so he pressed me there and asked..

“ Answer me, do you love it?” I was blindfolded still I closed my eyes and was moving along his body.

“Yes, I love it.” I panted. And then he did what I was craving for. He glided his hands through my panties, and palmed me as fast as he could. His hands pressed me, pinched me rubbed me and there it was. I hit my heavenly orgasm.

“Oh god!” I gasped again. I had arched up my back one more time before bending it. He kept his hand there for a few more seconds ensuring maybe I was done. Slowly he slid it out.

But just as I came out of my reverie, I realised what I had just let happened. I knew I would  regret it. But this isn’t good, this asshole would use it against me for life. I didn’t know what to do, I was still stuck with him so I tried moving away but he held me back.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked.

“My room.” I replied.

“I called you here for a reason, we have somewhere to go?” He sternly said.

“But where? And take this off.” I gestured towards my blindfold.

“Not yet. I had to make sure you were disarmed though, but I like you in this blindfold.” He remarked. Holding my hand, he pulled me along with him.