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Picking me up, he set me over and into the water. I tried to jump out, but he held me there. The water burned my skin, but eventually my legs got used to it. I tried to slowly lower the rest of my body into the water, letting myself adjust, but he just shoved me all the way under with a splash. As my head emerged from the water I whimpered and pulled my knees to my chest.

The sound of shampoo squirting out of a bottle caught my attention and then hands were in my hair, rubbing my scalp and creating suds.

Silence filled the bathroom and his fingers felt rather good.

"...Are you going to kill me?" There, I said it.

His fingers stopped for a moment before resuming. "No."

His pause didn't make me feel better at all. "Are you going to hurt me?" I felt his fingers tighten in my hair and he turned my head to face him. "That's up to you, little girl."

I scrunched my face and hugged my knees to me tightly. His fingers actually felt nice against my scalp as he massaged it slowly, building a heavy lather that dropped into the water now and then. When he was satisfied, he grabbed a glass from the counter and filled it with water before tilting my head back and pouring the water on my hair.

He repeated this over and over, slowly rinsing my hair without being rough. As the last the last of the shampoo was out of my hair, he repeated the whole process with conditioner from under the counter. It smelled sweet like strawberry

smoothies and it relaxed me even more.

"Can I... Can I know your name?" My voice was quiet. I felt that if I at least knew his name it could make things easier. It would make him less of a stranger, but it wouldn't make him less of a danger.


Tears welled in my eyes and my nose burned a little. "Please... please, tell me..." My voice shuddered as I could feel myself start to cry. I could hear him sigh, but he didn't say any more.

After my hair was taken care of, he pulled a pink bottle of body wash out and squirted some into his hands. I furrowed my brows and tried to back away from him, but in the small space of the bathtub, I'd only managed to splash the water at him.

"Lily, I want you to behave." He ordered, reaching for my right arm.

I tried to pry his hand off, but my skin was too slippery to do so. As he pulled me back towards him more water splashed out of the tub, but he ignored it this time as he positioned me with my back to him. He started with my shoulders, rubbing small circles. I brought my knees back to my chest to hide my breasts and vagina, staring at the water as his hands moved down my arms.

My left arm was moved from my knees as he washed the rest of it, followed by repeating the action to my right arm. When he began to push my knees away I held them still.

"Be a good girl, now." He reminded me.

"Why can't I wash myself?" I asked, still not budging.

I hadn't anticipated him placing his hands in the crack between my knees and parting them, giving full access.

"Because I want to touch you."

His hands cupped my breasts, moving the water around me. I inhaled deeply which caused my chest to push into them. His thumbs gently traced my nipples as he leaned down over my right shoulder. I could feel his warm breath on my ear and when he spoke I shivered.

"Smaller girls are a real turn on. I can so easily throw you around."

I felt both insulted and complimented at once, blushing at the thought of him throwing me around. I prayed he only meant it in a sexual way, though I didn't want him to regardless.

One hand trailed upwards past my neck and into my hair, gripping it tightly enough to cause a slight pull, but not enough to hurt. "And brunettes are the sexist by far."

I shut my eyes and tried to block his words out. I had to change the topic. I needed answers.

"Am I going to stay here forever?" My voice was sheepish.

"No," his tongue traced my earlobe and I fought back a gasp.

"So you're going to let me go home at some point?"

"No," his teeth softly bit down and my own mimicked by biting my l

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