Park Kyung: Accidental Captor 18+

The storm was the worst to hit Korea in eighty years. Snow was piled against the buildings up to ten feet deep and most of Korea had lost power. Kyung was afraid that we would also lose our electricity and if that happened, we would be the last to get any service since this area was abandoned. This was the only building in this area that had power due to Kyung’s apartment and apparently he had paid extra to get the power cut on to this building. I could tell he was worried about it because if we lost the power we would lose the heat and we would probably freeze to death.
“You know, with this storm going on, you could unchain me for a while. I don’t think I can go anywhere,” I said.
“Nice try! I don’t think so,” he said.
“Don’t you trust me?” I asked.
“Not for as far as you can throw me,” he said.
I loved it when he got little things like that backwards. We were cuddled together under the silk comforter in the bedroom playing a game on the Xbox.
I had no idea what I was doing. It was some alien shooting game so all I knew to do was run and fire at anything that moved which usually ended up being Kyung. I was a spray and pray shooter and that was about as effective in a game like this as cutting steak with a butter-knife.
After I killed Kyung for the tenth time, he threw down the controller in frustration and melted down under the blanket. I continued to run around the game until I felt cold fingers running up my leg. I watched my little blue man, whom I had named Harvey, get slaughtered as I paid more attention to the things going on under the blanket.
I watched as the Kyung shaped lump moved over to my side of the bed and I felt a nibble on my ankle. The nibbles turned to kisses and began to move up my calf and stopped at my knees. I felt my legs being gently parted as Kyung’s tongue made a path up my thigh and he began another path on the other leg.
All of a sudden, I was pulled down to a laying position and I lost my grip on the controller and it fell to the floor with a thump. The kisses were making their way up my thigh until, with a gasp, I felt gentle fingers parting the hottest part of my body. Kyung’s soft tongue began an intimate exploration. I lost my breath. The feeling was overwhelming. It was soft and hot and when he began to use his fingers to fill me at the same time, I didn’t last long. I completely lost it and I thought I might pass out. I got dizzy and it didn’t take Kyung long to have me crying out.
When he had tortured me past my endurance, he slid up and kissed my mouth long and slow. His hands took both of mine as he intertwined our fingers and held them over my head. He continued to kiss me for a long time and when he was finished, he rolled to his side of the bed and pulled me over into him as his body shaped itself around mine.
He began whispering things into my ear in Korean. I felt heavy and incredibly sleepy all of a sudden. My last conscious thought was that I was being held captive in an unfamiliar country where I didn’t speak the language during a huge snow storm by a man who used my body as he pleased without my permission but being surrounded by him here in this bed where I knew he planned to continue violating me, I felt the safest I have ever felt.

Kyung made us a Korean dish that I hadn’t tried before but I found that I loved. Everything I ate now burned my stomach though and I wished that I hadn’t went so long without eating. I had been throwing up some of our meals but I didn’t tell him. I didn’t want him to think his cooking was making me sick. Then a thought hit me like a punch in the stomach. What if I’m pregnant?
That thought hadn’t occurred to me until now. I wasn’t due to have my period for another week or so which was another problem I would have to think about. It wasn’t like I had any feminine products here and there was a giant storm outside. Of course that may be over by next week. If I even needed it at all! I can’t be pregnant! That would be just absolutely unacceptable!
I pushed on my abdomen but it didn’t feel any harder. Of course it was way to early to tell anything by my tummy. Then I rubbed it gently. What if I was carrying Park Kyung’s child? Would he let me keep it? Would he marry me and be a father? How would I explain to everyone what happened without them hating Kyung or without getting him into trouble?
I looked across the table at him and he gave me a puzzled look.
“What are you thinking so hard about?” he asked.
“Well, it’s almost my time of the month and I don’t have anything for it,” I said.
“Which time is that?” he asked and put another bite of food into his mouth.
“Really? Think about it Kyung!”
He looked at me blankly for a minute and then he laughed a little as he figured out what I meant. “Oh. Check under the bathroom sink. There should be something there. Let me know if it isn’t right or you need more.”
“Why in the world would you have that?” I asked.
“Well, I did have a girlfriend once upon a time,” he said and kept eating without looking up.
“Oh. Yeah. I didn’t think of that. Sorry.”
I hated bringing her up. I could see the pain in his eyes every time she was mentioned and I felt a stab of jealousy too.
He kept eating.
I felt his feet rubbing mine under the table and I couldn’t help but smile as I continued to eat.
“That’s much better,” he said. “I like it when you get all blushy. That’s your best look. You smile and your cheeks get all pink and your head tilts to the side. So sweet.”
The more he talked about it, the more “blushy” I got.
“Ok. Enough of that. I have to take a bath. You sure you don’t want to unlock this thing just for my bath?” I asked.
“I’m sure. You’d end up outside in this crazy cold, naked and frozen to the sidewalk.” He looked at me with a mischievous grin.
“Fine! I’ll just let the damn thing rust to my ankle!”
“Don’t worry. It won’t rust. I promise,” he said with a little laugh as he took another bite.
I threw my napkin at his head and went into the bathroom.
I heard him yell from the kitchen, “I could join you.”
“Not a chance!” I yelled back and slammed and locked the door.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want him to join me. I would have loved that but I was feeling really sick and I didn’t want him to know I was going to throw up. I started the bathtub and put in a cap full of rose scented bubble-bath. Taking off Kyung’s sweater, which was all I was wearing, I knelt down in front of the toilet. I had decided to keep down as much as possible or I was going to starve to death and I was able to keep it all down this time but I still felt nauseated.
Staring at my tummy in the mirror, it did look a little swollen to me but I could have been imagining it.
The bath was full and foamy and the smell was very calming. The bubble-bath Kyung got me was high end stuff and you could tell a difference in this and the cheap-o stuff I usually bought. It not only smelled good and made tons of bubbles but it made my skin really soft. I guess it’s good to be a famous idol!
I had to gather the chain and put it over the side of the tub before I got in which irritated me. Where does he think I’m going to go in this storm? I’m not a complete idiot! The water was hotter than I usually get it but I had been feeling colder than usual lately. I don’t think that’s a symptom of pregnancy but it could be. Closing my eyes, I lay back and put my head on the side of the huge tub. It was like taking a bath in a big hot tub. I let my thoughts drift here and there and they kept taking me back to what it would be like to be married to Park Kyung and having his child. It wouldn’t be hard to get used to this lifestyle and I don’t think I would even mind his being away so often. I would have his baby to occupy my time. I wonder if he would take off the chain if he found out I was pregnant?
Another thought crossed my mind. A scary thought. What if he wasn’t happy about my being pregnant. What if he was angry and worse, what if he forced me to have an abortion? I decided that I couldn’t tell him. There was no reason for him to know for a while. I may not even be pregnant so I couldn’t see a reason to bring it up. If I didn’t start next week I would keep it a secret. Besides, he was holding me captive against my will so I was under no obligation to tell him anything!
Satisfied with my thoughts, I lay in the hot water for another half-hour and then got out and wrapped myself in the biggest, softest towel I had ever seen. The bath had made me feel much better and I no longer felt sick. There was a dull ache in my stomach but not enough to worry me.

That night a sharp pain in my stomach woke me up and doubled me in half. I couldn’t breath. I began to wonder if it was an appendicitis but I didn’t think so. This pain was coming from the center of my stomach. Then I thought it could be a miscarriage. This pain seemed too high up for that though. Well, if it is, it will be for the best really, I thought. I stayed quiet and Kyung never knew I was in pain. If it was a miscarriage, I didn’t want him to even know there had been a pregnancy. I kept as quiet as possible and eventually the pain subsided. I was able to breath again but I couldn’t sleep. I lay there and listened to Kyung talk in his sleep. Most of it was in Korean but I caught a few snatches of English. None of it was about me this time. Oh well.

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