"You don't want to leave me. Really, who would have you? You're damaged goods. Look at you you're a mess."
Dave tied Jennifer to the rusty steel frame of the bed.
"Have yourself a little rest. I'll just go and unpack the Chevy."
Dave walked out of the front door, taking along the brightness of the flashlight with him. Jennifer was left there all alone in the dark. Pondering what was in stall for her, what was his reasoning for bringing her way out here in the boondocks?
The mattress was soft but the corroded springs beneath it gave off an annoying squeak as Jennifer climbed on top of it. She laid there and watched as Dave started to bring in the gear from the pick-up.
Dave lit the Coleman gas lamp and placed it on top of the table at the other end of the cottage. Its white light was casting a menagerie of shadows throughout the room. Jennifer felt relieved that she could see what was going on, but she also was scared of the light. She feared that it would show what horrors were install for her.
Dave looked towards Jennifer laying on the bed, "Comfy?"
Jennifer's eyes glanced away from his and she nodded.
"We've got ourself one fine humble abode here. I'll go and look for some firewood in the morning, but tonight we will just have to snuggle together to keep warm."
Jennifer cringed at the thought of that bastard snuggling up to her. But she had no choice. She would grin and bear it, if it meant that she would survive.
Dave unrolled the two sleeping bags and threw them onto the bed. Then he opened the bag containing the tins of food and studied each of the labels of the tins until he had selected a couple that had taken his fancy.
"How would you like some Irish Stew for supper?" Dave asked.
Jennifer screwed her nose up, "Do I have a choice?"
"Of course you have a choice, Hun. You can either eat the Irish stew or starve."
"I'll have the stew in that case."
Dave opened the tins then grabbed a spoon from the bag. He moved over and sat next to Jennifer on the bed. He spooned fed her the stew.
"Once we are all set up here, we will be able to cook ourselves some proper meals on the stove over there." Dave commented as he pointed across to the kitchen.
Jennifer made an attempt at a smile. She had some of the disgusting tasting cold stew still in her mouth.
I have to eat it. I need to keep my strength up if I am going to survive. Maybe I will catch him off guard and escape. I will need my strength to hike back to town, I suppose it can't be no more than 10 miles.
"How about a little something to wash it down."
Jennifer nodded, as her mouth was still full of stew. Dave rose to his feet and walked over to the table where he had piled all the gear.
"I think I'll leave sorting out all this stuff until tomorrow."
Dave returned with a green bottle with a yellow label on it.
"This will do nicely to celebrate our first night together in our new residence."
Dave undid the little wire cage around the cork then gave it a twist. The trapped gases propelled the cork across the room hitting the wall on the other side. Leaving behind it a spout of frothy bubbles spilling from the neck of the bottle. Dave quickly raised the bottle to his lips to prevent any more of the champagne from being wasted on the floor. He swallowed his mouthful then passed the bottle to Jennifer. She took a mouthful the champagne, its tiny bubbles playing havoc with her nose and making her sneeze.
They finished eating and polished of the bottle. Jennifer was feeling light headed from the plonk. It's a shame that I'm not absolutely smashed. If I were it would have made the night ahead bearable. Might have even knocked me out so that I wouldn't remember it.
Dave tied Jennifer's hands and legs to each corner of the bed frame. He then opened up the sleeping bags, and fashioned a make shift doona out of them. He threw them over Jennifer's naked spread-eagled body and turned the lantern out.
Darkness engulfed the room chasing off the shadows. Dave stripped out of his clothes. His cock was already erect and throbbing for action. He found the bed, hopped in under the warmth of the sleeping bags and snuggled against Jennifer's helpless body.