Well I feel as though this story is going well, hope you are all enjoying it. As we know reviews are love so I would love to know what you think as it's my first go at writing a story like this. This chapter is one that I'm least sure of I've re-wrote it soooo many times ha-ha. I hope I've kept Mick in character and hope you all enjoy it.

Mick's truck pulled up outside and he undid Sophie's blindfold. The wooden cabin loomed in the pitch black darkness; she swallowed hard as she looked at the creepy foreboding house.

"Well here we are" He announced. "Oh before I forget there are a lot of dangerous animals round here, snakes and snakes, those bastards will kill you quicker than I would so I wouldn't recommend you run off and wonder round here on your own" Great she thought even more things trying to kill her than there was already.

Inside was dark, dingy and dusty the air made her cough as they entered, it looked like it hadn't been cleaned since the day it was built, Sophie made a mental note not touch anything. Sophie couldn't help but yawn and rub her eyes but wished that she hadn't once she saw the bedroom.

"Come on you, bed" Mick ordered, shoving her into the bedroom. There was one old wooden creaky double bed and a cupboard, nothing else. The bedroom had plain wooden floorboards and no curtains over the windows.

"I, I don't know about this" she stuttered, terrified. Mick gave an impatient sigh.

"Look, this is the easiest thing you have to bloody do, get in the fucking bed, I'm not loosing anymore sleep because of your whining" Sophie hesitated wondering what to do.
"Don't... Make me ask you again" He said firmly. By the look on his face she could tell he was irritated. Quickly she scrambled onto the bed and got into the blankets with her clothes still on.

"Don't people take their clothes off for bed where you come from?" His voice frustrated.

"Pl, Please, please, let me keep them on just for tonight" She begged him. Her pleas were answered by an irritated sigh.
"Fine!" He growled and crawled in to bed next to her.

As Sophie lay there, eyes screwed closed feeling the mattress bounce up and down as he lay down and got comfy. In the darkness she was engulfed in the smell of sweat and the metallic smell of blood. A hairy arm covered in dried blood wrapped protectively round her waist, she gave a squeak of surprise when his arm scooped her closer towards him. Mick gave a mocking laugh at how jumpy she was; like a rabbit caught in car headlights she was always alert, always terrified.

"Calm down you daft wombat, I'm not gonna hurt ya, I've never killed anyone in my bed and I ain't gonna start now" She lay awake for hours pressed against the hot and clammy body of her potential murderer, surrounded by the smell of him it made her want to retch and heave. Mick fell asleep hours before her snoring heavily and loudly beside her which made it impossible to sleep even if she wanted to.

Somehow she managed to grab a few hours of sleep next to him. She woke up groggy and confused as to where she was, she felt a warm body next to her and she snuggled up closer to him. Then she realised where she was, who she was sleeping next too, her eyes went wide suddenly very frightened but thankful that he hadn't murdered her in the middle of the night. Slowly and carefully she tried to inch herself away even if it was just by a few inches. She stared at his muscular arms covered in hair and dried blood that was now flaking away in chunks, the smell was appalling. But this time her stomach wasn't strong enough she wasn't groggy from the lack of sleep anymore for it not to bother her. She didn't care about waking him up anymore instead she flung back the covers and ran to the toilet where she was violently sick.

Breathing heavily with a heaving stomach she turned her head at the shower. She wasn't sure whether it was the smell and sight of blood that had made her sick or whether it was him. In his sleep Sophie had noticed he looked just like anybody else, he looked kind and peaceful, not the dangerous murderer she knew him to be. She looked at the shower, that would make her feel better she thought to herself. There were no other noises in the house except her so she assumed Mick must be still asleep.

Sophie's stresses and worries seemed to be washed away with the water and down through the drain, she felt so much more relaxed and just for a split second she didn't feel scared for her life. Sophie turned towards the wall and ran her fingers through her hair, enjoying the warm water cascade down her aching figure.

"I see you've made yourself at home" A deep gruff vibrating voice sounded behind her. Sophie screamed and spun round clutching her ample breasts.

Mick threw his head back and laughed, her shame and humiliation humoured him and her failed attempt at protecting her decency amused him even more. Sophie felt sick to stomach as she saw Mick's eyes looming over her.

"Come on girlie show us what you've got" Sophie hugged herself tighter and backed into the corner. Mick looked irritated. "Come on Daddies getting tired of waiting, he wants to know what he's won himself. Don't make me have to come in there and get you" Sophie didn't know what to do; she lingered like that for awhile protecting her breasts. Mick threw his head back and laughed, he found her embarrassment and humiliation funny and her failed attempted at protecting her decency amused him even more. She really didn't want to show him all her private parts, but this was the situation that she had made for herself. She knew that she would have to use all of her feminine charms if she was going to survive this. Slowly she walked closer to him; her eyes scanned his muscular chest and the tuft of chest hair poking out from the top of it. She had to admit despite everything he had fantastic arms and chest for his age.

Slowly and erotically she ran her hands down over her ample round breasts, down her waist and to her hips, Mick growled under his breath clearly impressed and aroused by the sight that was there stood before him.

"That's right, see my little piglets learning" He noticed that her body tremble as she stood there, either with fear or with cold. "Come here and let Uncle Mick warm you up" Sophie's eyes were wide with panic as she slowly stepped towards him. Her heart beat quick enough to break through her chest as he grabbed her roughly by the waist and pulled her close so there was a millimetre between them. Sophie closed her eyes, think of someone else, think of someone else she thought to herself. Her breath was so fast she feared she was going to hyperventilate.

He ran a blood covered hand through her hair and down her cheek.
"Shhhhhh, little piglet, shhhhhhh" She opened her eyes and she could have sworn he had seen a softening kindness in his eyes that she had never seen there before. "I'm going to touch you and I want you to look at me, eyes always looking at mine, close your eyes there will be punishment" Her head gave a little shake in acknowledgement.

Mick's touch seemed to last a lifetime as she stared into Mick's eyes, she wished he would stop but she knew her life depending on it. His rough calloused hands scorched and burnt her ice cold flesh as he ran across her breasts, down her legs and everything in between. The kindness in his eyes had disappeared they were now full of lust, his eyes clouded with desire. It took all of Mick's will power not to push her against the bathroom tiles and take her from behind whether she was willing or not. He'd never cared about women's consent before, why should it change now. But part of him did wonder what it would be like to have sex with a woman who actually wanted them to, but he knew she wasn't ready for that yet, she trembled and almost seemed to dissolve beneath his hands, if he was to force himself on her, it would push her over the edge and ruin any chance of anything.

All in good time Mick, all in good time, He could wait, he was good at waiting. She was his little piglet and he was going to bloody well enjoy her when the time came.