seriously guys, i have no clue if i will just continue or take a break. i keep thinking, hmm ill take a break but then i come up with a good idea and get excited to write it like omg brain.. Stop.. I am stillon this one! lol. so its kind of in the air. i may not take a break. i will spoil a bit. Cleo has big plans. guess thats not a spoiler. she kinda has made that clear. lol. mostly depends if she gets out or not really though. Anyways, let's continue...
Jackson was blind. He needed that remote. It was so quiet in the room he was in. To quiet. He was scared Cleo would pop in at anytime. He stood from the bed and stumbled to the floor. He crawled and felt around. The room was huge from what he saw before. The door was to his front and right. Right? But it was completely dark in his vision. Which way was right? Right was right. Right hand. He probably was going in circles and looked like a dog chasing his own ass! Jackson went right and bam! "Fuck!" He hit his head on what felt like a chest! He felt it. A chest? He tried to remember what he saw when he had his vision. Chest.. Chest.. The chest at the end of the bed!
Jackson used it to help himself stand up. But.. That meant he spent all this time, blindly searching for the door and only made it from the side of the bed to the emd of the dam bed!? It angered him! He needed to find that remote and turn on his vision! Jackson walked forward slowly until he hit a wall. "Jesus.." He felt the wall and blind, walked with it. Hoping he'd feel a door. He walked further and further and wound up stubbing his toe on a dresser! He fell to his ass losing his balance! "Mother fucking shit! Dam you Cleo! I just want out of this hell hole!" He screamed. Ofcorse, there was no answer. He sighed and calmed down. He was scared. He was blind and in pain and hungry. He had to piss so bad and was stuck in this darkness!
"Cleo! Let me out of here!" He yelled and hit the wall! Jackson sighed and gave up for a minute to think. How was he getting out of here? He couldn't see and he had only been to Cleo's house, well, now! Jackson searched for hours... And hours.. Finding the bed.. the walls.. A chest.. a dresser.. A door! He found a door! He was so excited! So relieved! He felt the handle and opened the door. He walked in and felt around and wait.. A sink?.. "Are you kidding me.." He growled. He growled loudly and hit the wall! He only found the dam bathroom! At least he could finally piss!...
Jackson woke up from the bed again. He was hungry and needed to try finding the actual exit again. Plus he had no idea how long he had been asleep. Still blind.His eyes and head hurt so much from whatever exactly the doctor had done. He touched his eyes. Feeling the bruises on his face. He needed pain killers. Oh he'd kill for a drink right now. Some alcohol beverage. Jackson stumbled out of the bed and began feeling around. Trying to re trace steps and this time he was more determined to find that door! Then he heard a click. Jackson stared. At what, who knew sense he couldn't see. He swallowed nervously and heard the squeak of a door. But he couldn't tell where it came from.
He heard a sigh, female. Probably Cleo. "Sorry I was gone so long Jackson." Yup, definitely Cleo. He heard a click. The door shutting. "Are you hungry? Probably starved. I'd say you probably got some good sleep though. Being undisturbed. But you could have turned off the lights and saved some money for me. Oh right.. Guess it's always dark in Jacksonville." That hurt! That hurt so much and Jackson knew he was going to kill this woman!
"Here, let me give you some light." Cleo said. Suddenly, Jackson saw how bright the room was. He squinted at first. "Don't worry, they'll adjust." She assured. And his eyes did. Jackson looked around. Saw the room, the bed, the chest, the door.. His eyes widened. He saw Cleo standing there and he was going to kill her! Jackson growled with angry, "How dare you do this to me!" He ran toward her! But just as he could reach her felt the shocking pain of electricity in his abdomen! He fell to the ground panting and stunned. Cleo stood over him and scolded. "Don't you ever do that again." Jackson couldn't get up. He was in pain. Cleo sighed and explained she wanted his help. She wanted Jackson to help her forge some things and to plant evidence on Lightning.
In return, she'd give him the remote. Jackson panted heavily and looked up at Cleo. "I will never make anymore deals with you!" He growled. Cleo nodded and held up a remote. "Oh well.. Maybe tomorrow you'll change your mind.." She pressed a buttom amd just like that, darkness. His sight was gone again! "No!.. What are you doing!? Where are you bitch!?" Jackson yelled. There was no answer. He heard a click, a sqeak, the door shut and locked. He was alone and blind again. Jackson was even more scared now than before. What was Cleo going to do next to him?...
The following morning. Jackson was woken by the sound of the dpor being unlocked and opened. "Morning." Greeted Cleo. Jackson immediately sat up from the bed. He was scared, but trying not to show it. He heard what sounded like a cart maybe. The smell. God he was starving and it smelled so good. "I made you breakfast." She announced. Jackson sat there in the bed silently. He heard a clanking sound. Like she was doing something with a glass plate or utensils or something. It made him nervous really. "Hungry I hope." She exclaimed. "It's packed with protein and.. Vitamins.. Everything a young man needs to give him energy and strong swimmers." That made him feel weird. "So have you thought about our deal? You help me plant a little evidence on Mr. McQueen and you get your remote back. Because.. I can't do it. I can't get too close to McQueen right now."
He heard more clanking of sorts. His stomach growled with hunger from the scent of the food. "This really does look delicious. Eggs, biscuits, Canadian bacon, yogurt with granola. The works." She set it down in his lap. Jackson couldn't see it, but ooohhh it smelled amazing. "Eat up. You need your strength." Cleo reminded and rubbed his shoulder gently. She helped by handing Jackson a fork. It was silent for a moment. He was hungry and decided to eat. So he began eating. It was absolutely perfect. Not to much salt, not to much butter. And sense he hadn't eaten for days. It only made him feel good! "That's it.. Eat up." Cleo exclaimed. Honestly Jackson didn't care that it seemed odd of Cleo. He was hungry.
"So.. Our deal.. You want to help me and have the remote to your sight in your own hands?" She asked. Jackson swallowed his food before answering "I will never help you. You deserve to rot in hell." "I feed you and this is how you speak to me?" She snarled. Jackson ignored her. "How do you know I didn't poison that plate of food hmm?" Cleo asked. Jackson froze. Holy fuck.. What if she did. For some reason, he continued to eat. Cleo snickered. "If I did, I wouldn't kill you. No... I'd put something in it that would poison you slowly.." Jackson slowed to a stop. It made him sick thinking of that. What extent was Cleo really willing to go to? He became very nervous. He stopped eating and pushed the plate away.
Cleo snickered again with a smile. "I'll leave the plate. In case you decide poison is better than starvation." She began to leave. Jackson could hear her leaving and called out. "Wait, are you leaving me again!?" He was scared! Cleo stared at the blind man answering "I'll be back tomorrow.. Maybe then you'll change your mind. That or be dead.." Then Jackson heard the door shut and lock again. She didn't give him hia sight back. He was left in blindess once again. Scared. What if he was poisoned and was about to feel it. Oh god.. He grabbed his throat. Was he choking? Burning? No.. Just over thinking. He wasn't poisoned. Was he? He felt his stomach. He should go puke. Yep. Yes! Jackson stumbled up and tried to remember where the bathroom was.
He felt around and around. He found the door and entered. This had the feeling of soft velvet and silk. The smell of a fresh dryer sheet. Dammit it was a closet! Fuck it, he was going to make himself barf up the poisoned food. Jackson fell to his knees, shoved fingers down his throat, gagged, and puked all the breakfast he just ate back up! Hoping he wasn't going to wind up dying of poison now...
"Jackson.. Jackson, wake up darling.." Coaxed Cleo. Jackson woke up and groaned in pain. He was starving and he was sore. His eyes felt like someone had punched them all night long. He was still blind. Cleo took his hand but Jackson yanked away. Cleo giggled saying "Calm down. I won't hurt you. Here.." She took his hand again and dropped what felt like tic tacs or.. Pills.. Into his hand. Jackson sat there still. "Take them. It's just ibuprofen." She assured. Jackson hesitated. Sitting there still and silent. Cleo sighed and looked over at the untouched plate she left last night for him to finish. "So the poisoned food joke scared you hmm? Well.. I did find that lovelypuke gift in the closet. Quite alright.. I had it cleaned up.. Here. So you can see." she then pressed the button and he could see again!
Jackson looked down in his hand at the pills. They did seem to be ibuprofen indeed. "Go on." Cleo coaxed. Jackson hesitated. He was in a lot of pain though. He gulped them down his dry throat painfully and coughed! Cleo patted his back with a smile. What was she playing here? It was confusing and scaring him. "When can I leave?" Jackson asked. Cleo sighed and changed the subject. "You smell. Why don't you shower and then we can go down for breakfast and talk. Okay? I don't like my men smelling like shit." She stood up and walked into the bathroom. Jackson stared and watched. Sitting there still and nervous. He looked at the door. Now waa his chance! But.. She'd turn off his eyes again. Worth the try though.
While Cleo was in the bathroom, and he could see for now, Jackson quietly stood up and began to tip toe toward the door. Cleo didn't seem to notice. Jackson began walking faster and grabbed the door handles. He opened the door and bam! Light out! "No!" He shouted as he fell to rhe ground! Cleo laughed. She laughed and it rang in his head. "Well now I won't leave you alone to shower.." She grabbed his hair and pulled him up onto his knees. "Go shower you peice of shit.. Or else I will toss the remote in there and it will ruin. Leaving you blind forever." Jackson was scared. And the thought of being blind.. FOREVER!? He nodded agreeing to shower. Cleo guided, pulled him to the bathroom and pushed him toward the shower then gave him his sight back.
Jackson blinked a few times then glanced back at Cleo. She had her arms crossed and was holding that remote. "Go on. Undress and shower. I'll be right outside finding you some fresh clothes that weren't puked near.." She growled. She then shut the bathtoom door. Leaving Jackson alone in there to shower. He stood there a moment. A shower would feel good.. And the steam cleared his swelled and stuffed face. Made the pain feel a little better. A little lighter to bare. So he took the chance and took the shower. Oh a shower felt good. Just standing there in the peace of of it. Letting water run down his skin. Over his head that hurt like hell. The pain killers were kicking in by the time he was finished. The water began runninfg cooler and he got out and dried off.
He never wanted to leave that bathroom. But he was hungry. He hadn't become sick or anything from the first meal. Maybe it was just a joke and Cleo had never poisoned him to begin with. Jackson sat on the toilet. Just not wanting to leave this room. But evantually, he did. Jackson stepped out in a towel wrapped around his waist. Cleo smiled seeing him all fresh and cleaned up. "Now isn't that better?" She asked. "Let me help you dress.." She added and walked up with some clothing. Jackson stood there still. Scared. Actually more of just a little nervous. He stared at Cleo. "Drop the towel. I have briefs for you." She handed them to him. Jackson hesitated. So Cleo threatened his sight again. Jackson sighed then dropped the towel.
Forced to be nude in her presence. He wasn't ashamed of his body, but it was embarrassing that he had np control at thia point and that it was obvious Cleo had it all over him. Once he was dressed in some nice jeans ans a shirt, Cleo escorted Jackson downstairs to the kitchen of her home. With how big this place was and how many rooms and doors it had, he realized escaping would be much more difficult than he originally thought. "Sit." Cleo ordered once at the island bar and kitchen. Jackson sat down and watched Cleo go to the stove. "You can watch me make your plate this time. No poison baby.." She assured. "And no poison jokes either." She added with a giggle. Jackson didn't find that as funny as her though.
Jackson watched her cook. Watched her and kept looking at the room. Had to he a way to escape. He watched Cleo set the remote down next to the stove top where she was cooking. The food only made him sick from hunger. So, so hungry. Jackson swallowed nervously and stared at the remote. He had to try. He needed that remote dammit! Cleo glanced at him and smiled as she cooked. "So.. Don't you like grilled cheese?" She asked. Jackson stared and watched her make exactly that. "I'm sure you ate a ton of grilled cheese as a child." She added. That was sort of true.
Jackson nodded quietly. Cleo giggled and reminded him that he could speak. He only nodded again quietly. "Any food allergies I should know about?" She asked. Jackson shook his head. He was so quiet. "Awe.. Go on and talk baby. I love a deep manly voice. I would kill to have you read me a bed time story." She winked. Jackson sighed. Cleo continued and finished cooking. She slid the sandwich onto a plate and held the plate. She turned to Jackson ans ordered in a glare. "Take off your clothes." Jackson was surprised. For one, she had literally made him get dressed not long ago. Cleo continued her glare and added, "If you don't want to starve, undress." Jackson remained perfectly still and silent. Just stared at her.
Cleo growled and opened a drawer. She took out a meat hammer and hovered it above the remote asking "Do you need motivation?!" she snapped! Jackson immediately stood up answering "No!.. No, no, no!.. I.. Okay.." He gave in. He began with the shirt, then pants ans briefs. Fully nude in front of Cleo. She smiled. "Go sit at the table bench and you can eat." Jackson hesitated, but slowly, walked over and sat naked on the bench. Cleo set the plate in front of him then went back for the remote. "Go on and eat Jackson." She ordered. He waa hungry anyway. So he ate. It didn't take but a few bites. It was rather awkward. Naked on a bench, eating a grilled cheese like a starved stray. Once he was done. Cleo took the remote and a glass of pineapple juice over and sat down next to him. "Here. Drink." She ordered. Jackson stared at the remote.
Cleo noticed and threatened him. "Do as I say or I shut it off! And I may not turn it back on." she warned. Jackson took the glasa and drank. He chugged it down and when he swallowed the last drop, he felt Cleo's hand around his member and he jumped and choked up! "Oh stop it!" scolded Cleo! She began stoking it. Getting a warm friction going. Jackson stopped her by grabbing her wristand Cleo wiggled the remote saying "Let go or I hammer this to peices." Jackson stared in her eyes. She was serious. So he let go. Cleo continued her assault. Stroking up and down. Jackson made a weird and uncomfortable expression. Cleo noticed and asked "What's wrong? Aren't I good enough?" "It's.. It's a little dry.. It hurts.." He admitted and gritted his teeth. Cleo smiled.
"We can fix that." She assured then spit in the hand and back to stroking his member. Holy fuck she made him hard. His member went fully erect as she stroked tightly. Her hand swirling. Jackson got closer and closer. She teased painfully by only jerking the head. Jackson hit the table in agony! Cleo pressed a button and shut off his eyes. Jackson became very nervous. He was closer to cumming as Cleo slowed and began kissing his neck. Fuck this was uncomfortable!
Cleo moaned and sucked his neck, stroking his member. She bit his ear lobe and made a deal, "I'll give you the remote if you make love to me.." Jackson turned white. He didn't want to. But the remote. He was blind and used the excuse. "But.. I.. I can't see.." He sounded very nervous. Cleo laughed gently and quietly and explained "You don't need eyes to make love.." She then gently turned his face to hers and kissed his lips as she stroked him up and down. Her tongue entered his mouth. He was so nervous and couldn't see a thing. "Come on.. One time.. Then you get the remote." She coaxed. Jackson hesitated. One time. He could do that. Then get that remote and leave immediately! He nodded agreeing. "Okay..." He replied softly.
Though he didn't want to, he did it. And he made love to Cleo...