Chapter 5

(In Jackson and Lisa's hotel room)

The walk to their room had been nothing eventful as Lisa decided that she had tested Jackson's patience enough for one night. So there she lay cuffed to the bed with a gag in her mouth. Jackson wasn't going to take any more chances with her.

She glanced towards the bathroom door where Jackson was showering. How nice that must feel, Lisa thought to herself. Her arms were so stiff from being cuffed all day. She wondered if Jackson would let her shower and get out of her work attire. On the other hand what else did she have to wear?

She heard the shower turn off and was anxiously waiting for Jackson to reappear. She felt so nervous, not that she had done anything wrong while he was in the shower, but simply because he hadn't exactly punished her for the stunt she pulled in the parking lot; which scared her more than just getting the punishment. Until he did something to her, she was going to be on edge all the time around him waiting for him to make his move.

Just then, the bathroom door opened and out walked Jackson wearing only boxers and a white t-shirt. He was still drying his hair with a towel. He didn't say a word to her; he didn't even acknowledge her existence. He just walked over to a bag and carried it into the bathroom. He returned shortly, now wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. Not only did he acknowledge her existence this time but he headed straight for her. Her eyes grew wide with fear.

"Don't make a sound." He said in a commanding tone. He untied her gag and she remained silent. He then stood over her and took out a key and uncuffed her from the headboard. Then, non too gently, he reached down and grabbed her arm by the elbow forcing her to stand up. He pulled her over to the bathroom and pushed her in. He stood there in the doorway waiting to see what she was going to do. She had a confused look on her face.

Lisa had no idea what he wanted her to do. Was he having her use the bathroom before bed or what? Then he spoke, "Take a shower." She was excited to take a shower but was less enthused about it as he continued to stand there, staring at her. She was about to open her mouth to ask him to leave when he beat her to it.

"I'm not leaving this spot. You blew all your little aspects of freedom and privacy when you pulled that stunt earlier. Now get in the shower." Shit. Lisa thought. What was she supposed to do? She didn't want to shower with him watching her but she was far too scared to disobey him at this point.

Noticing her reluctance Jackson added, "You can get undressed in the shower and then hand me out your clothes, so you can keep your modesty." He said that last part with more emphasis knowing he was striking a nerve with her.

Reluctantly, Lisa did climb into the shower and undress handing her clothes out to Jackson when she was done. She turned on the water hoping that it would block out everything that was going on around her. Luckily for her, it did. It blocked out the deafening silence of the room and the tension she was feeling, as she knew Jackson was less than a foot away from her naked body. The hot water soothed her sore skin and felt amazing on her wrists where the cuffs had irritated her skin.

About half way through her shower, something dawned on her. She had completely forgot about the fact that she now had nothing to wear when she got out of the shower. Her thought was interrupted when she heard Jackson's voice breaking through the sound of the water.

"You have two minutes to be done or else I'll come in there." She quickly rinsed her body for the last time and shut the water off. Now what was she supposed to do? "There's two towels for you over on the sink." God, what is with him, it's like he can hear my thoughts or something. Lisa popped her head out of the shower and realized that there was no way she could reach the sink counter without exposing herself to Jackson. She looked at him pleadingly as he simply just stood there waiting to see what she was going to do.

"Do you think you could turn around for a moment so I can get the towels?" "I think that would be breaking my new rule for you which is 24/7 supervision," Jackson stated smugly with a smirk growing on his face. "Jackson, please," Lisa pleaded. "Lisa, it's not that big of a deal. We're both adults here aren't we?" Lisa looked around the room to see if there was anything that she could use to cover herself from him. Then she had an idea.

She reached down and picked up the rug that was on the floor. Ignoring the fact that is was probably the most disgusting thing she could put on her freshly cleaned body she wrapped it around herself. She was afraid Jackson would tell her to put it down, but he didn't. He just stood there, arms crossed across his chest with a smirk on his face; obviously he was enjoying making her feel so uncomfortable.

Lisa stepped out of the tub and made her way to the counter that the towels were on. She swapped out the rug for a towel so that Jackson couldn't see anything. She dried herself off with the other towel making sure that she didn't let it slip or reveal anything. When she was done she turned around to see Jackson actually smiling. Smiling? What the hell?

"Well that was interesting." He said with a chuckle. Lisa simply glared at him for putting her through that simply for his entertainment. "What an ass," Lisa said silently to herself but apparently Jackson still heard her. "I'm sorry what was that?" He asked knowing very well what she just called him. "What am I supposed to wear now?" She asked trying to change the subject.

Jackson didn't answer her just simple began to walk towards her. She backed up until her backside collided with the sink counter. Lisa was extremely uncomfortable being this close to Jackson, having his body pressed up against her, with only a towel separating them. Suddenly Jackson leaned to the left of her and grabbed the duffel bag he brought in there earlier.

Shoving it at her he said, "There's clothes in there for you along with the basic necessities. Okay princess?" "Don't call me that!" Lisa responded letting out some of her built up anger towards him. "Whatever you say Leese." He smirked. Of course, he'll just call me my other nickname that I hate, because of you. He turned to walk away saying, "Just get dressed already, I need to get some sleep."

Thankfully, he actually exited the bathroom. Lisa moved to close the door, but Jackson appeared out of nowhere and stopped the door with his foot. "Are we forgetting your new rule again, and so soon?" He chastised her like a little child. "No," was all she managed to reply. "I hope not." He paused then continued, "This door stays open, I'm letting you have the bathroom to yourself simply because I don't have all night for you to figure out a way to get dressed without me seeing anything." He paused to gauge her reaction, which wasn't much of anything considering the circumstances. "Now hurry up and get dressed. You don't want to keep me waiting too long."

Lisa was repulsed by what he was insinuating. As much as she wanted to piss him off and take her good old time getting dressed, she knew that Jackson wasn't bluffing. So, she quickly got changed and went rummaging through the duffel bag to see what else was in there. She pulled out a toothbrush and toothpaste, a brush, perfume and deodorant, some hair product, and a make up bag. Of course Jackson didn't forget a thing. She finished up in the bathroom and made her way out to the bedroom.

Jackson was lying on the bed Lisa was previously laying on twirling the handcuffs around. When he realized she was in the room, he sat up and stared her down. "You ready for bed now Leese?" God she hated being treated like a child. "Yes, I am," she tried to answer confidently but it came up more like a surrender than anything else.

"Good," Jackson replied simply and rose from the bed. He motioned for her to move to the bed.

Reluctantly, Lisa got under the covers of the bed and tried to get comfortable. She was about to put her arms under the covers when Jackson seized one of her wrists. Lisa looked at him in confusion, and then she saw the cuffs he was holding in his hand. "Please Jackson, I won't be able to sleep if you cuff me to the bed."

Jackson crouched down to be at eye level with her and calmly stated, "To be honest Leese, I don't care if you get any sleep tonight or not. You can sleep in the car tomorrow for all I care. All that I'm worried about is you not going anywhere while I'm sleeping."

"I won't go anywhere I promise. Please, I'm exhausted." Lisa tried to reason with him. "Lisa, that's enough. Don't make me have to gag you." He threatened. With that, he cuffed her hands to the headboard without a fuss. "Goodnight Leese," Lisa's eyes began to tear up, she felt so defeated.

In a moment the room was covered in darkness as Jackson turned off the lights. Shortly after, she heard Jackson moving around in the other bed until finally he got comfortable. Lisa tried to calm herself down so she could at least try to sleep, but she had too many thoughts racing through her head. Did anyone know she was missing? What was his plan for her? Where was he taking her? What did he show that guy in the parking lot? All that she was certain of was that she needed to find a way out of this mess and fast.