If I Can't Have You.. P1

Michelle woke up in a daze. It took her a few good minutes to adjust her eyes. It felt like she had been drugged. In fact, she HAD been drugged. When her eyes finally got adjusted, she tried to get up from her chair. However, her arms and ankles were tied to the chair arms and the chair legs too. She looked down, and saw her barefeet. She though to herself, "What kind of creep would take a girls shoes?". She tried to move her hands, legs, and ankles but to no avail. After the fifth try to escape, she heard footsteps.

A man around Michelle's age came out in a trucker hat and overalls. It was her ex, Robert. He approached the seventeen year old girl. "I know what you thinking. Why would I take your shoes off, but leave your clothes on?", he said as he bent down and grabbed her foot and examined her black painted toes. She looked at him, quivering with fear as he touched her feet. "I have a simple answer. I've always loved your feet.", he said as she looked at him with fear in her eyes.

"When you broke up with me a few days ago. That had hurt me. Really badly. I promised myself that if I would have you, no body else would.", he said walking to the cabinet and pulling out a tube of some substance. "You know what this is?", Robert looked at her curiously. "N-n-no.", Michelle said with tears forming in her eyes. "It's regular superglue. However I have made modifications of it. Such as it is very permanent as in forever. Not some cheap glue.", he said holding the glue tube in front of her.

"W-what are you going to do with it?", she said fighting back more tears. He approached her some more and held her jaw. She screamed when he shouted at her, "Hey! If you don't keep still I will break your fucking neck like a twig!" As soon as he said that, she started crying more. He removed the top of the glue (which kind of looked like the Original Superglue Bottle) and put it on her top lip and her bottom. Michelle started to cry more as he blew on her lips to fully dry the glue. He then put his hands on her slender jeans leg and said, "Try to talk now.". She tried to open her mouth only to feel pain.

She looked at her mouth and began to worry. Her thoughts were, "Oh my god. M-my mouth! I c-can't talk!". She looked down and saw Robert messing with her feet more. She tried to squirm but Roberts iron grip would not break. He took the glue and glued her toes together. "Now try to wiggle your toes.", he said smiling. She tried to wiggle her toes but she could not. It was almost as if her toes were fused together. In fact it was. Robert went back to the doorway and before he closed the door he said, "Scared? You haven't seen anything yet." He then closed the door behind him and locked it. Leaving her to her thoughts.