Page 77 of Cedarwood Cabin

“Can I have a shower?” I ask.

“I didn’t hear a please,” Lyka taunts, looking at me pointedly.

“Please.”

“That's better. Dax will join you.”

I freeze, rolling my eyes in disbelief. “Seriously?”

Dax and Lyka both look at each other and smirk. I hate how they find amusement in keeping me captive.

Without a word, Dax stubs his cigarette out, unwraps the chain from the bench, and leads me back into the cabin.

We enter the bathroom and he gives me a warning look as he uncuffs my wrist.

“Get undressed then…” he says, locking the bathroom door.

I peel my clothes off my body as his eyes watch me. Once, I would have loved this, but now it makes me feel terrified. I turn on the shower and step inside, feeling the water cascade down me.

I try to ignore Dax as I wash my hair and body. His eyes do not leave me. I see I have grown some hair on my legs and pussy. I look around for a razor, but I can't find it.

“Is this what you’re looking for?” Dax's voice breaks through the silence as he holds up the razor. I open the shower door and hold out my hand, expecting him to give it to me.

“You think I’m stupid enough to trust you with a razor?”

I look away as he starts undressing. He steps into the shower, fully naked with his cock semi-erect.

He looks down at his growing hard-on and smirks at me. My stomach churns.

I’m not having sex with him, he can fuck off.

He kneels down, takes my leg, and starts shaving gently.

“You’re tense, flower. Just relax,” Dax observes.

“How can I relax when I’m being held captive?”

He ignores what I just said and carries on shaving me. I close my eyes briefly as he shaves my pussy, getting in all the crevices. He finishes, opening the shower door and placing the razor on the floor.

“All done.”

The water drips off him as he stands up and, surprisingly, exits the shower. He puts his hand out to help me, but I step out without taking it. We both dry off and get dressed.

I notice that Dax hasn't put the cuff and chain back on my wrist. He opens the bathroom door and we exit to the hallway. I see Lyka bringing in logs from outside. The cool breeze shivers up my body as it touches my skin.

“Dax…” I whisper, my voice laced with seduction.

He turns around, but I press my lips against him before he can react. I push him against the wall, and his hands touch my waist as we kiss.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Lyka stepping back into the cabin, carrying a heavy load of logs. The cabin door is wide open and I can taste freedom.

Sensing my opportunity, I deepen my kiss and bite down hard on Dax’s lip. I knee him in the balls and break away abruptly. He lets out a grunting noise as he drops to the floor. Without a second thought, I sprint towards the door.

“You bitch!” Dax moans out in pain.

My heart races as I burst through the threshold. I feel the ground beneath my bare feet as I continue to run.

I head straight to the trees, each branch that touches me cutting at my arms. I manage to look over my shoulder, expecting to see Dax and Lyka, but there’s no sign of them.

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