Chapter 4

Hope and Despair

"Lisa, Lisa!" Dean whispers her name trying to wake the young girl up. He had tried his best to hold it for the last couple of hours because he did not want to wake her up. He had no idea what her plans were for him and he really didn't want to know but he had been holding it for so long that it was just too painful now. "Lisa, wake up!" His raspy voice was no longer a whisper but he kept his voice low. "Lisa!" She was so pretty when she is sleeping, it's too bad she didn't suffer from Narcolepsy, Dean thought with a small laugh. That seem to wake Lisa and she opened her green eyes and smiled at him.

"Good Morning!" She said cheerfully and sat up stretching her arms high in the air. That irritated Dean since his hands were tied up and he wanted to stretch so badly. Maybe this was his chance.

"Lisa, I really need to piss."

Lisa frowns.

"Sorry, I am use to being around men mostly. I need to use the bathroom."

Lisa hadn't thought about how he was going to go to the bathroom.

"Lisa, just untie me and take me to the restroom and then bring me back." Lisa frowned at him.

"You're just trying to trick me so you can try to escape."

"Lisa, I swear I am not. I haven't been to the restroom since I arrived at the hotel yesterday. I am dying here."

Lisa looks at him closely and she could see he was in fact in pain.

"Ok, be right back." Lisa left and a short time later she came back with a very tall, very large boy following behind her. He looked to be a couple of years younger then Lisa. He had Lisa's brown hair and green eyes but he was homely looking compared to Lisa. He wore jeans and a flannel shirt with brown boots. The boy was bigger than Dean and Dean shivered when the boy smiled at Dean and stared at his exposed chest.

"Dean, this is my brother Thomas. He is going to follow to make sure you don't do anything stupid. Thomas this is my plaything so hands off. If you touch him, I will cut your hands off."

Thomas drops his head down and starts pouting but reluctantly nods. Lisa smiles at him.

"I know, don't worry, I will get you something soon to play with but just don't be so rough, females are more delicate then men."

Thomas made a sound and points to a horrified Dean. "You can have a man then if you want but that one is mine. Understand?" Thomas nods again.

"OK then. Let's untie you and get you to the bathroom. Thomas, grab that bat sweetie just in case in tries something."

Thomas picks up the Louisville Slugger and poses as if he was ready to hit a baseball.

Dean felt like he was in some horror movie that he wasn't sure he was going to get out of. Obviously Thomas listens to Lisa to Dean's relief but he didn't like the way the big boy kept staring at him. Thomas had some learning disabilities and it looks to him that Lisa took care of Thomas.

When Lisa finishes untying him, Dean rubs his wrists. They were covered in rope burns. Lisa looks down at his wrists and took them in her hands; she grabs the alcohol and pours it over the burns. Dean bent over a string of curse words came pouring from his mouth. He hisses in pain. He could hear Thomas laughing and he glares at the big boy.

"Hey, don't look at my brother like that again." Lisa said grabbing Dean's chin roughly, making him look at her. Lisa was very sensitive when it came to Thomas since she was his caregiver and had been taking care of him since he was a small boy. She knew she was his sister but she always felt more like his mother. There was a strong bond between the sister and brother. Dean felt a little jealous since he had never had that type of connection with any of his so-called relatives.

"He creeps me out Lisa, the way he keeps staring at me."

"He is just a little bi-curious, that is all. You don't swing that way, do you?"

"NO!" Dean was completely offended.

"Don't worry, he is a good boy, he will do what I say just don't ever try to hurt me in front of him because I won't be able to control him then."

Dean nodded noting that piece of information was helpful. Dean knew he could take Thomas down, no problem, but not tied up and defenseless. Dean wanted to stretch so badly but knowing her brother maybe into guys, Dean instead wrapped the sheet tightly around his body. Lisa led the way to the bathroom with Thomas following behind. Lisa left Thomas outside of the bathroom to wait for them.

Dean looks outside a small, opened window in the bathroom. It looks like they were on the second floor of what appears to be a house. It looks like there was farmland outside surrounded by trees. The house was located in the middle of nowhere Dean realized to his disappointment. He wonders how far the nearest neighbor was from here and how many miles from civilization were they? Lisa seems to be reading his thoughts.

"There is no one out there to help you; my nearest neighbor is about 3 miles away. You can try and run but you won't get far. Thomas is a hunter and he has booby traps all laid out there in the woods. You could scream but no one will hear you and that will just piss me off. Sorry handsome, you're stuck." Dean stares out the window. It was early morning. The golden sunrise gave way to a beautiful morning. Dean could hear the birds chirping right outside the window. The cool breeze with the smell of fresh grass wafted through the breeze. He wanted so badly to go outside. He was going to lose his mind being cooped up in that room tied to that bed. The show was later that night and he didn't see any way getting to it. All he could hope for is when he didn't show, they would start searching for him. Either way, he still thought it was a good idea to try and win Lisa's trust if only his mouth would cooperate.

"Could you please turn around?" Dean asks Lisa so he could relieve himself but she shook her head no. Dean just shrugs his shoulders, took the sheet off and took care of business. "Since I am up, can I take a quick shower?"

"You're being greedy now."

"You said the men in this town stink, well I am going to start stinking too soon if I can't wash." Lisa reluctantly agreed. She hated that he used her own words against her but she did enjoy the show. She stood against the wall eyeing him hungrily as he washed himself off. He didn't care at that point, anything to stall for time. He didn't want to have to go back to that bed. He figures it was a good way for her to see that she could start trusting that he wouldn't run away. Her brother standing right outside the door with a baseball bat ready to knock his block off guarantees for the moment an escape was not possible. Dean took his time washing and even stretched some; it helped with his achy muscles. When he was done, Lisa hands him a purple print towel to dry off with before heading back to the room. Dean stared at the bed with disdain.

"Lisa, isn't there somewhere else you could put me? I really don't want to get back in that bed."

"Get in the bed Dean, now, or Thomas will make you." At hearing his name, Thomas raised the bat up again in a hitter's pose. Dean sat down on the bed and leans himself up against the headboard still covered by the sheet. Lisa first rubbed lotion on his rope burned wrists and then tied each of Dean's hands to the headboard.

"Thank you Thomas, you can go downstairs now." Thomas nods and quietly leaves still staring at Dean on the way out of the room. Lisa looks back at Dean and smiles. She climbs on Dean straddling his hips. She bent down and sniffs his neck. "You smell incredible." Lisa could see that Dean was unhappy. "Don't give me that pout. I took you to the bathroom and let you take a shower and I am getting ready to go fix you some breakfast. I have been more then generous."

Dean's icy blue eyes fixated on Lisa. "I have got to get out of this bed Lisa. I am going to go crazy." Dean took a deep breath and let it out in frustration. Lisa bent over and ran her fingers through his damp, darkened hair. His hair always looked darker wet then when it was dry. She kisses his lips softly enjoy the taste of his lip but she felt frustrated no matter how hard she coaxes him to open his mouth, he refuses.

"Open your mouth Dean." Lisa's voice was firm but he could tell she was irritated. Dean opens his mouth for her so she could kiss him more deeply. Plunging her tongue between his lips and exploring the insides of his mouth, Lisa moaned enjoying the feel of him even though he would not kiss her back.

Dean had never felt this helpless in his life. Even as a kid on the streets, because his mom was a junkie, Dean had to survive on his own. To have a little thing like Lisa be in complete control of his every move was just humiliating. He couldn't eat, piss, or bath on his own. She even had control over his sexual desire which he was just as irritated about. He was a red-hot blooded male and Lisa was a beautiful woman who knew how to turn him on. He wasn't returning her kiss now but before long, she will have him panting and wanting her. He could see the lustful intent in her emerald eyes as she watched him bath. Now that Thomas was gone downstairs, she felt freer to do what she was silently wishing while they were in the bathroom.

Lisa smells of vanilla, her long hair was soft against his face as she kisses him. He knew this was going to happen. He felt his dick getting hard already. Her lips were so soft against his. He moaned as she ran her tongue over the earlobe that had a small golden hoop earring. She bit it tenderly and he sucks in a deep breath. "I thought you were going to go make breakfast?" Dean asked huskily. He was hoping to provide a distraction.

"I am, but I need an incentive." She smiled as she planted kisses down his neck. She lifted up her top, took her bra off and threw them over in the corner. Dean stared at her perfectly shaped tits. The nipples were hard and perky and he groaned. She wrapped her arms around Dean's neck and pulled him close. He could feel her tits against his chest.

"Lisa, untie me."

"No."

"Come on, you're driving me crazy."

"No."

"Please Lisa; I want to touch you so badly." There, she had him groveling. Humiliation was now complete.

"I don't like to be touched." She admitted freely like it was no big deal.

"I don't get it, why?" He was confused.

"No more questions." She was a little pissed and she kissed him roughly and bit his lip. She could taste the coppery taste of blood in her mouth.

"OUCH!" He said. He struck a nerve with her.

Lisa then bit him on his neck and started sucking on his neck. Dean didn't know what he said to upset her but he could tell she was mad. His whole body tenses and he didn't move as she continued giving him a hickey on his neck. He had never had a girl do that to him before. It was a little painful but mixed with pleasure as well. After a few minutes she pulls back and admires the large bruise she left on his neck. She rubs it lightly.

"Lisa." His raspy voice broke through her train of thought.

Lisa finally looked him in the eyes. His icy blue eyes made her shiver. She kisses him again passionately, gripping his hair roughly and he grimaces from the pain before she let go and trails her fingertips down his neck to his chest. She bent down and licks the claw mark on his chest. When she kisses him again, he kisses her back.

"Lift up." He instructs her. She didn't know what he was up to but she did what he said. He took a hardened nipple into his mouth gently and he heard her gasp in surprise. He ran his tongue over the sensitive bud and he could feel her shiver. He gently nipped at the bud and he felt her finger nails dig into his skin but at least he found a little control in this situation. He caresses her perky nipple and ran his tongue around the prefect full sized mound before moving to the next nipple. While teasing her other nipple mercilessly he couldn't help thinking that she may not want to be touches but she liked having her nipples sucked on which is how he got her to moan multiple times. He knew he didn't have to stick a finger in her pussy to know she was dripping wet though he would have loved to at this moment.

Lisa pulls away from him suddenly a little stunned by her reaction. She smiles wickedly knowing he was up to no good but she was the one with all the power and she knows it. She runs her hands through his hair again and forced his head back exposing his throat. She pulled out a small pocket knife and began scraping small little circles on his throat. Dean not sure what she was up to held himself perfectly still. One wrong move and he could hurt himself with the blade. She was careful not to apply too much pressure but she was just sending him a little warning. She did make a slight cut on the side of his neck and he grimaced from the sharp pain. Lisa licked the small amount of blood from the wound enjoying the coppery taste of his blood.

Dean felt Lisa run the blade down his throat to his chest. Dean tried to pull his arms free from the ropes once more but to no avail. He didn't want to sit here helpless wondering if she was going to slice n' dice him anymore. Dean bit his lip to keep from saying something to piss her off.

Lisa got the reaction she was looking for, his fear. She showed him the pocket knife and then placed it on the nightstand. "If you wanted to do that all you had to do was ask, I may would have been receptive."

"Do what?" He was playing stupid but she didn't find him amusing.

"Don't be cute with me." She playfully bit his chin. She started nibbling on his neck; again she licked over his wound causing him to moan.

"Do you still not want me Dean?" She asked.

"Nope!" He said and he closed his eyes wanting to block her out. The knife had already softened him up.

"Are you sure?" She asked as she moved own towards his cock. She pulls the sheet off of him. Before he could answer he felt her tongue lick the tip and he answers with a loud moan. She ran her tongue up and down his length. She could feel his cock hardening in her hands and she smiles. She took him fully into her mouth and he groans. His breathing became more labored with each stroke of her tongue on his thick cock. She bobs her head up and down taking all of him inside her warm, wet mouth. His hands were clinched. She could feel his body quivering.

"Dean, do you want me to fuck you?" Lisa asks seductively.

Dean bit his lip to keep from answering her. He didn't know if this was some kind of trick of hers. What if he said yes and then she got up and walked away leaving him here like this but also, he hated to admit that he found her attractive and that he did want her to fuck him.

"Well?" Lisa asked as she licked the tip of his cock again and then swirled her tongue all around the tip. Lisa could see that he was just trying to be stubborn again. "I won't fuck you until you say yes and I won't let you cum in my mouth so you better hurry up and answer or I will leave." She took his cock in her mouth and then pulled off and got up off the bed.

Dean felt her get off the bed and he knew he had to answer.

"Yes Lisa, OK, I want you to fuck me."

"Now, was that so hard?" Lisa asks as she undid her shorts and took them and her panties off and threw them to the side.

Lisa climbs back on the bed and crawls up to Dean. She straddles her legs on each side of his hips.

"Are you sure you are ready?" He asked her.

"I have been ready." She had dreamed of this moment countless times. Each time she sat down and saw him on a video, each time he wrestled on RAW, each time she stared at his picture. It was still surreal to her that she had managed to kidnap Dean Ambrose and he was in her bed. Now she was getting ready to fuck him so she was more then ready.

Lisa lifts up slightly to place his tip at her entrance and then she slowly lowers herself on his length. She could feel his massive length stretching her in a way she had never felt before. She gasps at how full he felt inside of her.

Dean moans passionately as he filled her fully. She was so incredibly tight that she felt like her body had him in a death grip. A horrible thought jumped into Dean's head. "Please tell me you're not a virgin."

"I'm not." She moaned as she adjusted to his size and a new pleasure took over her body.

"Close enough though." He mumbles in to her neck. She wraps her arms around him and began moving up and down on him. He kisses her mouth and she moans from the pleasure of him not inside of her but his tongue teasing her lips and her tongue with his. They both were breathing heavy as she continues moving passionately hugging him to her body. His head was buried in her soft neck nibbling lightly on her skin. Her moaning became louder and he gently bit a sensitive area behind her ear and he felt her whole body clench him tightly and her moan was passionately loud as her climax exploded all around his dick , squeezing him even tighter causing him to let go of his orgasm and he emptied his seed deep inside of her.

They both were leaning against each other panting and breathing hard, enjoying the after effects. Dean wants a cigarette so badly. He had cut back significantly since joining the WWE but he would enjoy one from time to time.

Once their breathing slowed down, Dean had to ask Lisa again since it was bothering him. "So, you weren't a virgin?"

"No, but I have only been with one other man before." Lisa said shyly.

"Did you have to tie him up to?" As soon as it was out of his big mouth, he knew he had just fucked up.

"FUCK!" He mumbles to himself, pissed that he was so thoughtless. He looks at Lisa and he could see the hurt in her green eyes. He knew he was going to pay dearly for that. His big mouth was a great success in the ring but not in the real world he learned early on. "Lisa, I don't do well with people." He tried to explain.

"Because you're an ass." She finished for him and he just nods.

"That is one reason I don't have a girlfriend and I am not into relationships."

"YOU'RE A PIG!" She shouts getting off of him and she puts her clothes back on.

"Lisa, I am sorry!" He could see she was pissed off though he didn't blame her.

"It's fine!" But he could tell by her demeanor she was not fine. "I am going to go get your breakfast now." Lisa slams the door on the way out and Dean sits here cursing his stupidity.

Dean sat there for awhile replaying how he ruined a moment for her with his rude comment. Though since he was her prisoner, he didn't quite understand why he should give a damn though.

Lisa returns soon carrying a gray, metal pail. "Breakfast is served!" Lisa had a strange wild look in her eyes as she dumps the pail over his head. The nasty smelling yellowish and brownish goo covers his entire body. Dean was surprised by this and sat there stunned until the small made him want to wretch.

"WHAT THE FUCK LISA! WHAT IS THIS SHIT?" Dean yelled angrily at her shaking the headboard against the wall.

"Since you are a pig, I thought you should eat like one too. It's pig slop." She said gleefully.

"DAMMIT LISA!" Dean could feel the bile rising in his throat. "UNTE ME NOW!" Dean was beyond pissed off and he starts screaming at her angrily and cussing her out as she left the room with a laugh.

"Have fun wallowing in your filth." She laughs devilishly.

Dean sat there what seem like hours screaming angrily, trying not to gag on his vomit, and trying to break the headboard. He figures if the ropes are too strong he should with time be able to break the wood. Dean didn't think he had ever been so mad in his life. He knew she would retaliate but this was disgusting.

Lisa walked back into the room after awhile. "The screaming I was kind of enjoying but if you break my headboard I am going to cut your dick off." Lisa walked over to Dean with a syringe in hand. Dean tried to scoot away from her but there was nowhere to go. "Stay still; you don't want the needle to break off in your arm." Lisa plunges the needle harshly into his bicep.

"What is that Lisa? What do you keep giving me? Are you trying to turn me into a junkie?" He could feel the effects already starting to kick in and he groans. He could feel the tears of frustration falling down his cheek. He hopes that the pig slop would cover them up since he didn't want her to see him crying. "I don't want to be a junkie." He cried as images of his mother shot through his mind of her pathetic habit that destroyed not only her life but made his young life miserable. He slumps down in the bed covered in the slop and closed his eyes.

So what are your thoughts on Lisa? Is she really psycho or just a damaged human being? Did Dean deserve the punishment? Was it too harsh or did he deserve it? Anyone want to upset Lisa LOL? Reviews please! Thank you!