Chapter 2—The Summer House
I awoke to the movement of a car beneath me. My head was pounding and I didn’t want to open my eyes at first, for fear of both light and what would greet me when I opened them. I tried to gather my surroundings without my vision at first. I could feel that I was lying in a moving vehicle, presumably on a bench seat. There was a blanket or sheet over me. The most disconcerting thing was that my hands were bound with what felt like duct tape.

I opened my eyes and lay there for a while under the blanket trying to figure out what to do. The blanket was thick enough that I couldn’t really see through it but it wasn’t totally pitch black either. I could hear a voice talking through the blanket. It sounded like Lucy.
After a while I decided it couldn’t hurt to take the blanket off and let them know I was awake. I slowly reached up and moved the blanket off of my head so that I could see. We were obviously in the SUV I’d seen in the driveway earlier. Dennis was driving, Lucy was in the passenger seat, and I was in the back seat.

“Well look who’s awake,” Lucy said, looking back at me and smiling. For some reason her cheerful attitude was entirely out of place considering what had transpired but it was also oddly reassuring. “How do you feel? Pretty shitty I imagine. That was some pretty wicked shit we slipped you.”

“Yeah, I have a headache,” I said. I didn’t really dare move or say too much. I was going to sort of let the situation play itself out.

“Well here, take some of these,” Lucy said, handing me two pills and a bottle of water from the front console. I popped the pills and downed them with the water. I quickly finished the bottle and handed it back to her.

“Sorry to do that to you, but we can’t really have you seeing where we’re going, can we?” Lucy said. She flashed me a vaguely apologetic look. “You’d do best to just pull the blanket back up and go back to sleep. You’ll probably be out until tomorrow.”

Fuck, this is not good, I thought as I lay back down. Lucy smiled at me as I pulled the blanket back over my head. In the darkness of the blanket, I
quickly got drowsy and fell back into a dreamless sleep.



The next time I awoke, the sound that greeted me was grunting. Again I tried to take stock before opening my eyes. I was laying on something relatively soft, a bed or cushion of some sort. My left arm was asleep from laying on it, but my hands were no longer bound. I still had a pounding headache and I felt slightly nauseous. I was also hungry and very thirsty. I opened my eyes to see Lucy and Dennis fucking on a day bed across the room from me. She had her legs wrapped around his waste as he thrust into her rhythmically.

The room was fairly large and well lit. Somewhat similar to the basement at the other house, there were a number of cushions scattered around the floor, with sheets hanging across the wall. On the left wall was covered were two big floor-to-ceiling windows, with a sliding glass door in the middle. Outside I could see a small grass yard and trees beyond that and what looked like a swimming pool to the right, but most of it was beyond my field of vision. There was a doorway without a door on the far wall between the glass and the day bed where the other two were. I could see bookshelves and a chair in the other room. There was also a door on the wall on the left. I was laying on a pulled out futon, yet again. I was wearing my t-shirt and jeans still.

Across the room Dennis and Lucy were still going at it. It was turning me on just a bit; I’d never watched two people have sex before. I remembered back to the other day (I realized I had no idea how much time had passed) when Lucy had effectively raped me. I was so drugged out that it was hard for me to really enjoy it, but the idea that I’d had sex with that woman was kind of nice, in a way.

Dennis started humping a bit faster and Lucy started moaning louder.

“Ohhh, yeeahh baby,” she said as she grabbed his ass with her hands. “Give it to me.”

Dennis pumped a few more times then stopped. They remained steady for a moment before Dennis pulled out and stood up. I closed my eyes again, so that they wouldn’t know I was awake. I heard Dennis walk across the room and open the door on the right. I peaked over at Lucy, who just happened to be looking at me.

“Awake again!” she said. “Good. Hope you aren’t in too much discomfort.” She got up and walked, completely naked, towards me. She had an amazing body. I’d kind of gathered that the other day, but I could see it much more clearly. She had beautiful full breasts and nice curvy hips, and she also had a tight, muscular stomach. The way she moved was womanly yet vaguely athletic. Her skin was beautiful and soft looking.

She kneeled down beside me and stroked my forehead again.

“Dennis, can you bring a bottle of water and some aspirin?” she said towards the other room. Dennis came back in a moment later, this time with a towel around his waste, carrying what she’d asked for. This time the pills were in the bottle, not that I really trusted that that’s what they were this time. I was so thirsty I just wanted the water. He handed the water and pills to his wife, who handed me the water first. I opened it and started drinking immediately. She took out two pills and handed them to me. I looked at them skeptically in my hand; they had the brand symbol printed on them, but I still wasn’t sure my headache was bad enough to risk it.

“They’re really aspirin this time,” she said with a little laugh, as if the situation were amusing.