Chapter 9
It was nighttime now and Jackson had decided that it would be too dangerous to continue climbing the mountain to his cabin in the dark. Luckily he grabbed his backpack from the trunk earlier and was prepared to spend the night on the mountain. The only thing that worried him was Lisa. She had been so unpredictable throughout this whole process, one minute she was complacent and the next she was driving his car off the road. He couldn't trust her, not if his life depended on it and it actually did.
Back at the motel he wasn't kidding when he told her about the 24-hour supervision rule he was implementing for her. He couldn't risk her pulling any more stunts and the fact that they still weren't at his cabin yet made him more on edge. Now he had to worry about her getting away during the night. He was trying to think of a way to solve this problem while putting up a tent he had packed in the backpack.
He had tied Lisa to a tree nearby so he wouldn't have to worry about her for the time being.
He needed to be away from her to clear his head. He needed to come up with a way to get everything under control again, but he was just so damn tired. The day was supposed to be so simple and uncomplicated and she just had to go and screw it all up. They could be in his cabin by now; with the nice warm fireplace and security that he desperately needed right now.
Jackson looks over to Lisa where she is sitting so docile and defeated, it's about time. Still he can't help but feel that her attitude is all an act, he wants to trust her but she just keeps giving him more and more reasons not to. She's been sitting there silently for the whole time now, which can be dangerous for her.
"How you doing over there Leese?" Jackson asks smartly. "Just peachy." Lisa replies matching his tone. "Happy to hear that." Jackson smirks at her and then goes back to finishing the tent.
Once done with the tent Jackson steps back and walks around it to make sure everything is secure. Then he turns to Lisa and walks behind her untying her from the tree. "What you're not gonna leave me tied here all night?" Lisa asks sarcastically. "You know I could, but then I'd be awfully lonely in that tent all by myself." Jackson knew that would strike a nerve.
Lisa didn't know what to say back to him, she only prayed silently that he wouldn't do what he was insinuating. Jackson finished untying her and pulled her up to stand with him. Her hands were still in the handcuffs, he couldn't allow her complete freedom that would just be suicidal.
Jackson began pulling Lisa in the direction of the tent, had he been paying attention to Lisa he would have noticed the panic attack she was having. She needed to do something; she couldn't just go in the tent with him without putting up a fight. "Jackson wait!" She spoke up much louder than she expected. Jackson stopped pulling her and turned around to face her, "What is it Leese? Huh? What's your problem now?" He stared her down waiting for a response. "I . . uh . . need to go to the bathroom." Lisa stuttered out.
Jackson sighed heavily, what was he supposed to do now. He could just tell her to hold it, but truth be told he actually believed that she did need to go. They had been out here in the woods all day so it only made sense. If she had to really go to the bathroom then she would do it on his terms.
"Alright Leese, I'll pretend that you actually have to go to the bathroom and comply." Lisa wasn't sure what to make of his statement. "So can I go to the bathroom or not?" Lisa asked boldly. "Sure you can." Jackson asked smirking widely. He took the rope out of his back pocket and tied it around her once again. Once he was sure the knot was secure he gave her a little push towards a large boulder. Jackson stopped short of passing the boulder allowing Lisa to stand next to it. "Go on." Jackson spoke to her like a little child. Lisa moved to hide behind the rock but gasped when the rope dug into her halting her movements.
Lisa turned around to Jackson with a pleading look, hoping to change his mind. "Please Jackson I just want to have a little privacy." She asked in a calm and gentle tone. "And I wanted to be at my cabin by now. We can't all get what we want." He said harshly. "Now either do what you need to do or we're going back to the tent." Jackson stated authoritative.
Lisa knew she had no choice; he was not going to give her the privacy she so desperately craved. She moved as far behind the rock as her 'leash' provided and begrudgingly pulled down her pants and underwear. She felt so humiliated and defeated. Now she really felt like his pet, his property to do with as he pleased. How could she let this happen?
Once done, she pulled up her pants quickly and walked by Jackson as fast as possible avoiding his humiliating gaze. She was pulled to a halt once again by her stupid 'leash'. She turned around with a look of annoyance across her face. "What?" She spoke angrily. Jackson smirked at her annoyance and the pleasure of knowing just how much she was going to hate what he had to say next. "My turn." He stated simply. To words that was all it took to wipe that attitude off her face.
Jackson pulled Lisa towards him by her 'leash' as he moved down to where she previously stood by the rock. Lisa was so pissed off at how much pleasure he was taking in degrading her, and she was done taking it. Jackson stuck the rope to her 'leash' in his mouth while unbuttoning his pants and that's when she made her move.
She turned in the opposite direction of him and took off. Jackson saw what she was doing too late and the rope was yanked out of his teeth before he could grab it. He zipped up his pants and took off after her furiously. Lisa didn't make it too far before Jackson tackled her to the ground, knocking the wind out of her. Lisa tried to fight him off but with her hands cuffed and Jackson immobilizing her legs with his body, there wasn't much she could do.
Jackson pulled her arms out in front of her and pushed them to the ground with one hand while he dug in his pocket for something with the other. Lisa was still trying to fight him, though having no success. "Get off me!" She screamed at him. "You know what Leese, I don't think you are understanding the situation you're in. You don't get to make demands, that's my job." Lisa continued to squirm beneath him as he pulled out a key from his pocket. "Stop struggling!" He yelled at her with such power she had never heard before that she actually ceased her movements. "See Lisa, I make the demands and you follow them, simple as that."
Jackson grabbed her cuffed hands pulling them in a way that caused a shooting pain to go up her arms. "My arms don't bend that way!" She screamed. So she still wants to fight, Jackson thought. He uncuffed her hand leaving the cuff connected on one hand. Lisa didn't even have time to fight back before he wrenched her arms behind her back and recuffed them. She screamed and tried to make things difficult for him but he had no trouble accomplishing this task.
Now she was even more helpless than before, and she couldn't stand it. Jackson climbed off her and pulled her up by her elbow. Once she was standing, he began untying her 'leash'. How stupid of him, Lisa thought, the second he unties me I'm going to take off again. Apparently Jackson could read her thoughts because the second he untied the rope from her he pushed her back down to the ground.
She landed completely on her stomach, knocking the wind out of her once again. Jackson bent down and looped the rope around her feet. "No!" Lisa screamed trying her hardest to stop him from tying her feet together. Her efforts prove to be unsuccessful yet again. There was no stopping Jackson at this rate, he was like a machine.
Once her feet were secure, he pulled her feet towards her hands with extra rope and tied it to her handcuffs, hogtying her essentially. She fought tooth and nail to keep her feet away from her hands but Jackson simply over powered her and tied her up too tight, as is his way. He stood up to eye his work and smirked at how helpless she was and how desperate she was trying to get out. He knew that she couldn't get out of this and relished the amount of fear he had just evoked in her.
Lisa was screaming for help, as if the woods were just full of kind souls who would come to her rescue. He wouldn't have cared that she was screaming if it wasn't giving him such a headache. "Shut up!" He yelled at her. She actually listened and stopped screaming. She was able to roll herself onto her back so she could look at him. "Please. Please just let me go." She asked trying to conceal tears. Jackson just bent down and picked her up to carry her back to the tent, ignoring her comment.
Back at the tent, Jackson dropped Lisa non-to gently inside the tent. She grunted in pain when she collided with the ground. He regarded her for a moment and then left the tent. She tried to wiggle her way out of her binds but it was just too tight. She looked around the tent for anything that could cut her loose but there was nothing near her.
Jackson reentered the tent with the backpack and placed it in the farthest corner from Lisa. She eyed him angrily and wanted nothing more than to scream her head off at him. "Don't look at me like that Lisa, this is you're fault." That set her off. "My fault! My fault?! How the hell is this my fault? YOU kidnap me! YOU drag me off to god knows where? And YOU continue to abuse and humiliate me!" "You done?" Jackson asks with a tone of indifference. "No I'm not . . you are the most despicable human being I have ever met! . . . " Lisa continues to go on her rant but Jackson tunes her out. He is so exhausted and just can't take her anymore. He turns to his bag and starts digging around for something to shut her up. Finally he finds a bandana and pulls it out turning to Lisa. He catches the end of her rant " . . . and I never ever will let you get away with any of it!" "Okay, I've heard enough out of you for one night." He interrupts her. "Oh what, am I being too annoying of a captive for you maybe you should just get rid of me, save yourself the trouble."
Jackson moves over to Lisa and folds the bandana into a triangle then brings it in front of Lisa's face. That's shuts her up. "Lisa, open your mouth." Jackson commands. Lisa closes her lips tight and nods her head no. "Lisa I'm not going to tell you again." He warns her. She still refuses to open her mouth. "Fine. We'll do it the hard way." With that said, Jackson grips Lisa's chin with the hand holding the bandana and holds her nose tight with his other hand. Lisa begins to squirm in his grip trying to breath. "Lisa, stop fighting. I'll win whether you give up or not. Either you open your mouth and let me tie the bandana or you pass out from lack of oxygen and then I tie the bandana around your mouth. Both options work for me, so take your pick." Jackson states smugly.
Lisa continues to struggle for a little more but finally gives in and opens her mouth wide gasping for air. As she does so, Jackson slips the bandana between her lips and ties it tightly around her head. Satisfied with his work he lays down on his side facing Lisa. "There, now that wasn't so hard was it?" He asks smirking smugly at her. She responds with a grunt and looks away from him. "It doesn't have to be this way Lisa, you just have to stop fighting me and things won't be as painful for you." No response. "Well I guess we should say goodnight." He leans over and grabs Lisa's chin forcefully and kisses her gently on the forehead. She grunts and tries to pull away but he only tightens is grip on her. "Sleep tight." He says before letting her go.
Lisa glares at him as he stretches and makes himself comfortable; clearly he is content with what he's done to her. God if only looks could kill he would've been dead long ago. Lisa finally pulls her eyes away from him and tries to get comfortable, which is pretty much impossible in her position. She eventually gives up on the idea and decides that she just needs to get some rest and she will just have to try harder tomorrow. She has to keep on hoping that she can get out of this situation. If she gives up that hope, he wins and she just couldn't let that happen. Over my dead body, she thinks as she finally succumbs to sleep.