careful what you wish for.

Matt ignored Jessa's pleas and cries as he moved along her body. He threw the shredded pieces of fabric to the side after he got them off, getting her down to her underwear and bra. He stood up after that and stared at her, admiring her body. She was definitely beautiful and had a certain... Aura about her that made her seem more innocent than she probably was. Because in Matt's mind, no one was innocent. They were all sinners in one form or another.

Matt decided to leave her bra and panties on, not intending on having sex with her at the moment. He then picked up the candle and pulled a lighter out of his pocket. Once he had the candle lit, he threw the lighter to the side and turned it upside down, waiting until the wax started to drip. "I'm going to have so much fun with you, Jessa."

Her pleas seemed to fall on deaf ears despite how hard she was was trying to reason with Matt. Jessa choked on a sob, shaking her head as she closed her eyes. Even despite Matt having her only down to her underwear, Jessa felt more exposed than she ever had before and that was perhaps the worst part. So far. Jessa's eyes flew open when she heard the click of the lighter, the colour draining from her features as she watched him light the candle.

Jessa's eyes were wide as she watched the candle burn, anticipation building in th pit of her stomach. Just as she had expected, when the first drop of wax hit her stomach, Jessa let out a yelp and tried to shy away from the wax that started to more steadily drip on her. "Please, sir. I'm sorry, I'll behave! I'll listen!"

Matt held the wax over top of Jessa's stomach and let it drip, moving it up and down her torso and chest to hit every spot that he could possibly reach. It was a pretty long candle so there was no doubt in his mind that he would be able to torture her with that as much as he wanted.

"You won't behave, Jessa. You thought I was going to poison you. Why on earth would I ever kill you? I'm in love with you. Don't you see that?" Matt whispered sadly as he closed his eyes for a moment to fight the anger that wanted to build from the thought of her saying that. He then moved the candle down so that he could drip the wax on her thighs, licking over his lips slowly as he watched it drip onto her skin, making the most beautiful of patterns.

Matt was trying to explain things to Jessa that she had no real hope of understanding. When he paused, Jessa only continued to thrash about - even more violently this time around. "You don't love me! You're freaking psychotic!" Jessa shouted, shaking her head as she glared up at the man. Her eyes narrowed as he turned toward her. The anger on his features seemed to be even worse this time around but she wasn't backing down, not after that admission.

Gritting her teeth as the candle was dripped down her thighs, Jessa closed her eyes tightly, determined not to cry anymore. If that was what he was trying to get out of her, then Jessa wasn't going to give that to him. Not when he had taken so much from her already.

Matt suddenly lifted the candle up and blew out the flame, biting down on his bottom lip as he watched every part on her body where the wax had dripped turn a shade of red from the heat. He was sick, that was for sure. He enjoyed watching his victims cry out in pain but even more so when he eventually got to having his way with them... Well, he enjoyed that even more. They usually gave in after a few moments and then they'd be crying out in pleasure, begging him for more. And that's what he planned on doing to Jessa.

Matt walked over to the side of the bed near where her head was, kneeling down so that he could reach up and brush a strand of hair out of her face. This was his calm before another storm and this was usually the point someone should tremble in fear from or finally give in. "You are so beautiful, Jessa. You remind me of a goddess," he whispered as he stroked her hair gently.

@ varkatzas.

Jessa jerked away from Matt's touch, shaking her head as she tried to shy away from him as much as she could with the cuffs that held her in place. "Get your nasty hands off of me!" She shouted, trying to hit out at him but when that didn't work, Jessa did something without even stopping to think about it. Pursing her lips, she spit at Matt. "You're disgusting! Don't touch me! I hate you!" Jessa yelled, her eyes narrowing as she glared at him.

It wasn't until Matt's eyes met hers that she realized just how wrong of a mistake she had just made. The color drained from her features as her eyes widened, fear filling the pit of her stomach. Jessa opened her mouth in an effort to apologize but the fear had drained her voice. She closed her eyes as tightly as she could, trying to brace her for whatever was coming her way.

Matt slowly stood up, still as calm as ever as he pulled out his knife. He was going to show her just how sick and twisted he could be. And he was going to make her hate him more than she ever thought she could.

Matt reached down and pressed the blade of the knife against the soft flesh of her stomach. He dug it in very lightly and cut a vertical, thin line across her stomach. He watched as the crimson colored liquid flowed from her skin before he leaned down and slowly licked it, leaving a streak of crimson across her stomach. He stood up and watched her face, wanting to gauge her reaction to see how much more she could hate him because of what he just did.

Matt then placed the knife on the side of her thigh, right under her panties and cut the side before moving around to the other side and slicing that part as well. He pulled the remaining fabric off of her, his eyes slowly running down her body with nothing but lust, desire, and need burning in his hazel eyes.

Jessa had done a pretty good job at keeping herself composed despite everything that was happening. She only let out a small whimper of pain as Matt dug the knife into her skin. But when he leaned down and licked at the wound, Jessa couldn't keep her emotions controlled any longer. A sob bubbled up inside of her chest as she shook her head, trying weakly to close her legs as Matt cut away the material of her panties.

She pulled her knees up as much as the cuffs allowed her to, pressing her knees together as much as she could. There was no way that Matt would going to violate her like this, there was just no way. She bit down on her bottom lip as tears started falling. Jessa had wondered what losing her virginity would be like one day but of all the ways she had imagined, this certainly hadn't been one of them.

"Please," Jessa whispered, shaking her head as she felt the mattress dip beside her. "Please. Please don't!"

Matt moved to where her legs were, sticking the blade of the knife between his teeth. He then grabbed onto her knees and pried them apart, moving so that he was sitting between them, making sure she couldn't close them again. He had killed plenty of girls before and he had tortured many. But when it came to Jessa, he wanted to keep her alive. He couldn't imagine a life without this gorgeous woman laying there exposed in front of them.

Matt then grabbed the knife out of his mouth and cut two shallow cuts on the inside of her left and right thigh before tossing the knife to the side. He leaned his head down and blew lightly on her clit before he took it into his mouth, He started to suck on it, his tongue moving around to flick against it every once in awhile as he sucked on it. She tasted so much better than he ever could've imagine. Sweet, like strawberries. And the sound of her sobs was just giving him more of a push to keep eating her out.

Matt let out a soft groan as he repositioned himself so he was leaning on his elbows, his legs hanging off the bed. This was going to be a fun night.

Jessa's pleas fell on deaf ears and she realized that begging was useless so she simply openly sobbed as Matt knelt between her legs. She continued to try and close them but it proved to be useless. Turning her head to the side, Jessa closed her eyes tightly. Maybe if she could just focused on something else, she would be able to ignore whatever Matt chose to do to her body. She jerked to the side when the knife pressed into her thighs but otherwise, Jessa was as stiff as a board.

Jolting away from Matt as he blew on her clit, Jessa gritted her teeth and prayed that she would somehow be able to ignore everything he was doing to her. She had never experienced this before so her body was still getting used to the sensations, but all too quickly, Jessa found herself wanting more. She wanted to rock against Matt and find more pleasure and she would have if her body hadn't been so stiff. If she hadn't noticed that she was beginning to relax, Jessa likely would have moved in time with Matt's tongue.

"Stop," Jessa sobbed as she squirmed, trying to pull herself away from him. "No more, please. I'm begging you!"

Matt ignored Jessa as he pulled his mouth off of her. He took a minute to reach up with his hand and press it on her stomach to hold her still. He then leaned forward and reached up with his free hand to spread her folds. After he had the access he needed, he stuck his tongue inside of her and started to wiggle his tongue around. He moved the hand he had used to spread her up and started to cricle his thumb around her clit, humming quietly to send vibrations through to her so that she'd hopefully give in to him.

Matt hadn't even noticed her cries and sobs mainly because he was so focused on his task at hand. He had never tasted anyone quite like her. She was unique in every way and he wanted nothing more than for her to give in to him. Then maybe he'd be able to feel her mouth on him, sucking and licking.

As Matt imagined that, he got rock hard. A low groan fell from his lips as he twisted his hips to hopefully make himself more comfortable in his pants. He didn't want to go all the way with her this time because he wanted her to want to do it with him for the first time. So he'd wait until he broke her down.

Jessa did her best to keep herself from feeling the waves of pleasure that began to wash over her but soon enough, she let out a sharp cry as she arched into Matt's touch. Her eyes closed tightly, her lips parting in a 'o' as she tried to pull away from Matt. She had just experienced her first orgasm from someone else and had it been under different circumstances, Jessa may have enjoyed it. But she felt disgusting, worthless as she struggled to pull away from Matt's lips and tongue.

"Please," Jessa whimpered, her tears flowing freely as she turned her head to the side. She buried her face into her shoulder in a weak attempt to mask her sobs. Her entire body shook as she tried helplessly to pull her legs together. "Don't. Don't touch me."

"No more," Jessa pleaded, opening her eyes slowly. She looked down to Matt, only for another sob to bubble up inside of her chest. She dropped her head back down, not even bothering to quiet herself down at this point.

Matt finally pulled away, satisfied that Jessa had orgasmed. He slowly stood up and reached inside his pants to readjust himself, grinning down at her in satisfaction. Sure, he'd probably have blue balls because of this and would have to jerk off but it was well worth it. He was almost positive he had given Jessa an orgasm that she'd never be able to forget. Although, that could be his giant ego effecting the way he thought about how good it was.

Matt then walked over to uncuff Jessa on her hands and feet, holding his hand out for her. "Why don't we go and get you cleaned up so that you're not messy for dinner, hmm?" he crooned. He was going to let her make dinner and was just going to watch her to make sure she didn't spit in the food or try to kill herself. Although he didn't think she was that stupid.

[I don't know if you got my message but is there any way I can play Matt better for you or do things with him that you want that I'm not doing yet?]

The moment that her ankles were untied, Jessa pulled her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms tightly around them. She openly sobbed into her knees, just wanting to disappear. She felt disgusting and worthless, like one of the most vile things alive at this point. She hiccuped, trying to back away from Matt's offered hand. Jessa could only bring herself to shake her head, hoping that Matt would just listen to her. She didn't want to be around him, let alone touched or cleaned by him.

"I'm not hungry!" Jessa answered when she caught her breathe enough to speak. She squirmed further away from Matt, to press her back against the wall. "Just leave me alone!" She snapped after a deep breathe, her face buried into her knees as she tried to calm herself down. "Please. Just go away."

(omg, I am so sorry, you're doing great tho!)

Matt took a deeP breath as Jessa got smart with him and closed his eyes as he tried to calm himself down. He really wasn't the one for her to be getting an attitude with like she was and he knew damn well that she knew that. He then opened his eyes back up so that he could stare back at her, his eyes hardened and cold as he looked at her. "You are going to test me one too many times, sweet Jessa. And I can only be nice for so long," he murmured. Matt walked closer to her and grabbed her hand, pulling her up with him. "You might want to take advantage of me being nice like I am right now because you already know that I'm not always like this."

[I don't know if I tagged you in the other one but don't forget that one. And okay, cool. I'm glad I'm doing good. How are you doing?]

@ varkatzas.

( My posting will get back to normal next Sunday-ish, just super last minute prep for moving and shit that I have to do)

Jessa flinched and tried to stay in her spot as Matt pulled up back to her feet. She huffed, wrapping her free arm around her body. She wanted nothing more than to hide away but he didn't seem to even want to get her that option. Her stomach flipped as she looked down to her feet. She bit down on her bottom lip, taking a step forward before she stopped. "I-I should put some stuff on the cuts," Jessa mumbled, hoping to at least steal a few moments to herself without Matt hovering over her. "Then I should get dressed. Right?" Jessa asked quietly, slowly lifting her head. When her gaze met Matt's, Jessa quickly dropped her head back down, not wanting him to yell at her for trying to control what was happening.

[Oh, it's alright. I've been pretty busy with work anyway so I know how you feel with being busy and everything. I've had like no motivation for replies at all lately. I'm surprised I'm even doing them now.]

Matt tilted his head to the side as he looked at Jessa before he nodded his head slowly and flashed her a small smile. "That's actually a great idea," he told her. He walked into the bathroom and unlocked the cabinet that didn't have a mirror, taking out some alcohol and bandages. He set them on the counter before he locked the cabinet back up. He then walked out to the dresser and took out some clothes he had hand picked for her, walking over to hand them to her. "I'm pretty good at figuring out sizes and well, I really hope they fit just right," he said with a slight smile as he stepped back. The bathroom didn't have a door on it so he just planned on going to start dinner for the two of them.

@ varkatzas.

Jessa didn't budge from her spot in the room until Matt reappeared from the bathroom. She didn't even lift her head, not wanting to watch whatever he was doing. It didn't matter, not at the moment. She swallowed around the lump in her throat, shrinking away when Matt neared her. Jessa's shoulders curled in on herself, staring down at her feet. She reached out slowly, taking the clothes from him. "Thank you," she mumbled, not wanting to be unappreciative - she didn't want to give Matt another reason to be upset with her. Jessa lingered until Matt crossed the threshold. She was quick to make her way into the bathroom, taking care of the cuts on her thighs and the one on her stomach. Jessa dressed slowly, wanting to take as long as she could to stay away from Matt. She was reluctant to leave the room, following the sounds coming from the kitchen to help guide her. She stayed rooted in the doorway, her arms wrapped around herself as she waited for Matt to notice her.

Matt moved around the kitchen as he prepared the chicken alfredo, stirring the noodles every once in a while to make sure they didn't stick. He had started to cook the chicken as well, not needing to make the sauce since he used the kind in the jar. He could only cook when it came to things that were easy to prepare. If it was something he had to add ingredients to and make from scratch, he wasn't that good.

Matt was halfway through making the food when he felt someone's presence in the room and turned, seeing Jessa. He smiled at her and moved back to the fridge. "Would you like something to drink? I have water and Minute Maid Berry Punch," Matt told her as his eyes roamed the fridge. He wasn't going to offer her a beer or any wine because he didn't want her to think he was trying to get her drunk to get her to open up to him. Not that it mattered. He had stalked her enough to know almost everything about her.

If she was being completely honest, Jessa didn't want any drink that was being offered by Matt. While he said he wasn't going to do anything to harm her, she didn't trust him in the least bit. He had proved that he would hurt her if she upset him and she had no doubt that if she refused to at least take water, that it would upset Matt all over again. Clearing her throat, Jessa reached up to rub at her eyes for a moment before speaking.

"Water is fine," she answered quietly. Jessa took a few steps forward, wondering if it would be okay for her to sit down. She decided against it, not wanting to ask and be denied. Jessa bit back a sigh, toeing at the floor in front of her. All she wanted to do was make a run for it but she couldn't, not yet at least.