posted by Starwarschick18
Mac Taylor looked at his watch and smiled to himself. He was going to be right on time. He was on his way to have dinner with Ella McBride the young women he helped after her mother viciously murdered her own father. Ella had reached out to him and Mac try as he might could not break ties with her. Mac's second in command and closest friend Stella Bonasera had told him to not get himself further involved with Ella saying that she could be dangerous. For the first time he could remember Mach chose to refuse his good friend's advice.
He did the exact opposite. Mac had over the months since Ella had moved out of the half way house he had helped get her into, had kept in contact with her and grown to truly care for the young women.
Ella had finally gotten her card confession project made into a book. It had been released a few weeks ago. It was called "Every one Has There Secrets." She had mailed him an exclusive copy as soon as it had become available.
He had thought it was a wonderfully written book and had re read it around ten times. Mac had brought it with him so he could have her sign it. In only the three weeks since it's release Ella's book had rose to the top of every book list including The New York Times. Ella had become an instant celebrity through every time she and Mac contacted each other Mac was pleased to discover that she was still the sweet charming young women he first met. Ella now lived in a lavish town house on Park Avenue. Ella had arranged a car to take Mac there.
He at first protested the offer saying that he could easily take a cab. Through Ella was persistent and he eventually gave in. The sleek black Mercedes picked Mac up exactly at six o clock. Precisely at eight o clock the Mercedes pulled up to Ella's town house.
The town house was made out of elegant red brick. It had a beautiful high picture widow and two other windows above it. Mac had dressed casually through formal for the dinner. He was wearing what he would normally wear to his job at the lab. His outfit consisted of, a blue dress shirt and black tie, over his shirt he worn a black dress jacket and black pants. The driver of the Mercedes got out and opened Mac's door for him.
Mac smiled and said "Thanks for the ride." Mac then took out his wallet and handed the driver a ten dollar bill. The driver smiled and said "Thank you, sir. Here is my card just call me when you want me to pick you up." Mac nodded and said "All right I'll be sure to do that." The driver nodded curtly he then got back into the Mercedes and drove off. Mac bounded up the stairs quite exuberantly. He was surprised with himself with how happy he was. He normally wasn't this excited to see someone.
Through he couldn't deny that Ella had made an impression on him. He smiled to himself and laughed for a second to get all of his exuberance out. Once he had composed himself Mac knocked on the door twice. Ella opened the door on the second knock. Mac was stunned. Ella had her long honey colored blonde hair done in a Marilyn Monroe style. It framed her face perfectly. She had on a deep red dress and red high heels. Around her neck Ella worn a gold chain with a cross. Mac cleared his throat to get rid of his nerves. He then smiled and said warmly "Ella, it's good to see you." Ella smiled back and said
"Detective Taylor, I"m so glad you could come!" Ella gave Mac a warm hug. Mac held up his copy of her book and said teasingly "I was wondering if I could get the esteemed author of this book to sign it for me?" A slight blush touched Ella's cheeks she replied "Oh Detective Taylor that's so sweet. Of course I'll sign it for you! Please come in." Ella pulled her long hair up with a pale yellow clasp. Mac sighed slightly. He thought it looked quite lovely up. Mac shook himself Stop that. Why your old enough to be her father! He thought to himself angrily. Mac took a deep breath. Then to further regain his composure Mac looked around Ella's town house.
It was a large spacious place with a polished wooden floor. The living room had a flat screen plasma television propped up on the wall. In the middle of the living room was a oval shaped elegant glass coffee table. There was also a black micro fiber couch. Along with two matching lazy boy arm chairs. The kitchen was stocked with top of the line Kenmore appliances, which included a dishwasher, and a refrigerator. There was a black spiral staircase leading to the upstairs.
Ella looked at Mac warmly and said "I'm going upstairs to change into something a bit more casual. See I was only dressed this way for a business dinner. I won't be long,please make yourself comfortable."
Mac smiled and replied "Thanks your house is fantastic. Your not doing too bad for yourself, Ella."
Ella smiled and said "Thank you Detective Taylor that means a lot. I'll won't be more than a few minutes. The remote for the television is on the coffee table. Have fun channel surfing." Ella then disappeared up the spiral stair case.
Mac laughed and said "All right, I will."
Mac switched on the television and turned on The History Channel. He sank back against the very soft couch and watched a special on World War II. As he watched Mac was reminded heavily of his father who served in World War II. Mac checked his watch it was eight forty five. Just as soon as he had checked time
Ella came down the staircase. Gone was the deep red dress she had on earlier. Ella was now wearing a black v-neck sweater with dark blue jeans and black socks. She had her hair up in a elegant french braid. Ella smiled at Mac and said "So I see you are enjoying my unlimited channels?" Mac smiled and replied sheepishly "Uh yeah guess I am. You look beautiful. Not that you didn't look beautiful before but-" Mac trailed off unsure what to say next. Ella threw back her head and laughed "Your flattery is charming. Through I have to admit this is what I normally wear . I really hate to get dressed up."
Mac smiled at her. Ella said
"So how about dinner. The tuna casserole is nearly done" Mac nodded and said "Sounds great."
The kitchen table was already set. Ella poured them each a glass of red wine. They then ate in silence for a few moments. Ella took another bite of food and then said
"So Detective Taylor, how's your work going?" Mac shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He took a deep breath then replied
"I'm sorry Ella but I really don't like to discuss my work. It's pretty bleak." Ella nodded understandably and said "I see." Mac could tell that what he had said before had hurt Ella.
So to make her feel better and to change the subject Mac said "I have to say your book is really fascinating. I must of read it about ten times now." Ella's eyes widened slightly she said "Really you like it that much?" Mac nodded "Yes I do."
Ella pushed her chair back and got up form the table.
"After I clean up would you like me to sign your copy?" Mac got up as well and said
"Sure dinner was great by the way." Ella scooped up her plate "Thanks but it was just a casserole." Mac replied
"That may be but it's been a long time since I've had a homemade casserole." Ella smiled warmly at him. She then went to scoop up his plate through Mac stopped her by taking hers. Mac replied "Let me help. I mean you made the dinner the least I can do is help you with the dishes." Ella started to protest "Detective-" Mac held up his left hand his right was full of dishes. "I insist Ella and don't you think you know me well enough to call me Mac." Ella blushed again slightly and said "Okay, Mac but I'm still going to help." Mac chuckled and replied "All right."
The two then spent the next few minutes in silence clearing the table doing the dishes and putting them away. Through he didn't admit it since dinner Mac was feeling extremely dizzy and nauseous. When they were done Mac was feeling even worse than when they started. The last thing Mac heard was Ella saying "What's wrong can't hold your wine Mac?"
Mac felt extremely tired and weak when he next awoke.
It was very bright where he was. So bright in fact he didn't feel like opening his eyes. His eye lids felt like they each weighed a thousand pounds each. Through Mac knew that he had to open his eyes in order for him to figure out where he was.
It took Mac a few tries but he was finally able to fully open his eyes. Once his vision focused Mac realized that he was in a bed. He started to sit up through every time he tried to he couldn't. Mac didn't understand what was wrong. He then felt a coldness on his wrists and ankles. Mac looked up and down his suspicions were right. Both of his hands and ankles were handcuffed to the top and bottom adjourning bed posts. Mac used his upper body and was able after a few unsuccessful tries to sit up in the bed.
As soon as Mac was upright a wave of intense nausea washed over him and he vomited into a trash can that was on the floor. Where is Ella? Mac thought fighting through another round of nausea. He took a few deep breaths. When he was absolutely sure that he wasn't going to vomit again Mac started calling for Ella. "Ella, Ella. Where are you!" Mac shouted as loud as he could.
He was still weak form being violently sick so his voice wasn't as strong as it usually was. Mac took two more deep breaths and tried again. Through before he did. Mac noticed the smell of sex. He also noticed that he was extremely cold form his torso down.
Mac looked down and realized with slight horror that he had no pants or underwear on. He was wearing a condom. He was extremely grateful that he still had his blue dress shirt on. Mac was even more confused and horrified. What the hell happened last night? He thought dizzily. He hardly remembered anything from the previous night. The only things he did remember were arriving at Ella's house and having dinner with her. After that it's all a blur. Mac thought to himself deeply confused. Just as he was going to call Ella again she appeared in the bedroom doorway. Her hair was down it was ruffled and sticking up slightly.
She was wearing a silk black robe over black lace lingerie. Ella sniffed the air and said annoyed
"God, you did throw up! I knew I shouldn't of given you that much Valium!" Mac stared at her dumbfounded
"You... you drugged me?" his voice was still hoarse so the words came out as a strangled whisper rather than a shout. Ella gave him a cold through endearing smile she then said "Duh. You needed something to lighten you up. I added a little Viagra in your drink as well. Not that you needed it through. " Mac continued to stare at Ella. He was at a total loss for words. Ella walked over to him. She slid on the bed. Once she was on it she straddled Mac softly. Ella pressed her hips tightly to his.
The pressure of her body on his made Mac want to vomit his stomach clenched painfully. He was feeling extremely ashamed, betrayed and angry. Even worse Mac was totally and utterly helpless. He was Ella's prisoner and she could do with him as she willed. That chilling and real fact made his stomach roll queasily and Mac fought the all to familiar urge to vomit. After a second Ella replied callously "Mac I thought you loved and cared about me. Come on isn't this what you've always wanted? A young beautiful successful women in your life"
Mac broke out of his daze and replied "Ella why did you do this to me?" Ella pressed herself even tighter to him. Mac's stomach clenched again even more painfully. The nausea had returned in full force. The urge and need to vomit again to expel his stomach was painfully real. Through Mac fought the aching need. He didn't want to give Ella the satisfaction. Through the price he was paying was painful. His stomach ached horribly it felt like it was filled with toxic waste, Mac took a deep yet subtle breath to evade the pain. It worked for a second but the pain was back with a vengeance. Through it gave him enough relief.
Mac remained stone faced. Ella said to him happily answering his question a few beats late "I did this because I wanted too." Mac tried to shove Ella off him but couldn't. The handcuffs were still in place and his body was weak form vomiting. Mac took a deep breath and said "Ella please let me go." Ella threw back her fist and punched Mac as hard as she could in his stomach. Mac gasped for air and threw up again. Once he resurfaced Ella gave Mac a devilish smile and said "No I don't think I will."
Ella then started to kiss him. Mac exhausted form vomiting could do nothing to resist. As much as he didn't want to admit it when she touched him it felt good. Mac knew it was wrong for him to feel this way about the person who was keeping him prisoner but he couldn't suppress the immense pleasure he was experiencing. The drugs Ella gave him eventually began to wear off and Mac started to feel the toxic waste sensation in his stomach again. Just as Ella was about to take the bottom of her lingerie off Mac vomited all over her. Ella sat up and shrieked angrily "Ugh! You jerk you completely ruined the mood!" She punched Mac in the face and stomach. Ella then slid off him and said "I hope that taught you a lesson. I'm going to shower and then we will have some fun."
Ella kissed Mac deep and sweet. It took all of his will power not to vomit again. Ella disappeared into the bathroom. Mac's stomach ached horribly form the vomiting and Ella hitting him. He was covered in his own vomit. He had never felt so humiliated in his entire life. I need to get out of here. Mac thought desperately. Through with the state he was in Mac didn't really know how he was going to do that. He only knew he had to escape and soon.
Just as he was trying to think of a plan of escape the exhaustion and pain over took him and he passed out. When Mac came too he again smelled sex. God not again! Mac thought angrily. His shame about the situation was quickly being replaced by anger.
Mac took a deep breath and was grateful that his stomach no longer ached as badly as it had before. Through he was still incredibility nauseated. Mac noticed that Ella had while he was passed out had showered him and the washed the sheets for he or the bed no longer reeked of vomit. Mac was a tad thankful for that. He was also thankful that she had at least put his underwear back on him. Now if I can only convince Ella to let me go. Mac thought hopefully.
As soon as Mac completed his thought Ella sauntered into the room form the bathroom wearing red lace lingerie. She had her hair in a elegant knot at the back of her head. She smiled at him devilishly and said
"I do hope you are more comfortable now?" Without waiting for Mac to reply Ella slid across the floor and straddled him softly. She kissed Mac aggressively. As Ella was going to kiss him again Mac said "Ella, let me go. I know you are troubled. Please let me go and I promise you I will help you. I will help you get the proper care you need, I promise."
Ella sat up fully. She leaned forward putting immense pressure on his stomach. Mac took a subtle breath to keep himself form vomiting. His stomach rolled queasily. Mac hoped that his words had gotten through to Ella. Through to his total shock Ella laughed she smiled devilishly. Ella then yelled annoyed
"The only thing I need form you is to be.. quiet!" With that Ella punched Mac hard in the stomach. Mac gasped through didn't to his relief vomit. Ella giggled like a small child. She then said harshly "Now do we understand each other?"
Mac nodded feebly. Ella grinned happy with Mac's response. Ella kissed him deep and aggressive. She giggled and said exuberantly
"Good. Now let's have some fun!" Ella then then kissed Mac deep and hard. Mac as much as it sickened him to do it put up with Ella's hyper sexual behavior. He knew it was the only way he would survive. I've got too. Until I can find another way to escape. Mac thought with immense resolve. Ella stopped kissing Mac suddenly. She smiled at him and said
"I know you have always fantasized about us being together. I know I have since the day we met. Now we have been and are. You should be extremely happy." Ella kissed Mac again. Mac took a deep breath and said "That isn't true Ella. I have always thought of you as a daughter and a friend." Ella's seductive smile vanished. It was quickly replaced by anger. She smiled again and then slapped Mac across the face hard twice. Ella shouted gleefully "Liar, tell me you've always wanted me. Tell me you love me!"
Mac stayed stone faced and silent. Ella then put her right hand on his chest and slid down slowly. She then made a fist and punched him hard in his stomach twice. A groan escaped his mouth. Mac immediately cursed himself. Ella smiled at him and asked him in mock horror "Oh I'm sorry dd that hurt?" Mac remained silent. Ella laughed. She then said angrily "Tell me you love me or I won't be so gentle next time!" Mac said nothing. Ella smiled and drew her fist back. The fear and pain overwhelming him Mac shouted "Wait, I do!" Ella cocked her head and asked "You do what?"
Mac took a deep breath as he exhaled he replied "I do I love you. And I've always wanted you."
Ella stared at Mac intently her fist still posed. She then smiled and laughed manically "I love you too."
Ella then punched him square in the stomach. Mac gasped in pain. He took a few deep breaths finally he looked at Ella and replied "You said if I said I love you you wouldn't hit me again."
Ella smiled and replied "I looked into your eyes and could tell you were lying." Ella punched Mac again. Mac gasped and asked incredulous "What was that for?" Ella smiled seductively and said "That was because I love to hear you be in pain." Ella then slid down and removed his underwear. Ella looked up at him and said "I know what you want. Tell me you want it." Mac knew that his answer could result in another beating. He wasn't sure he would be able to stand another punch. As much as it sickened him to Mac took a deep breath the nausea had returned with a vengeance. He swallowed it down. Mac then replied literally having to force the words out "I want... you .. to do it."
Ella smiled and said patronizingly "That's my boy." She then put her head down and enveloped him with her mouth. She groaned erotically. Mac in order to keep himself form vomiting detached himself form what was happening to his body. He retreated into his mind and made himself think about other things. I am going to survive this. Mac thought determinedly.
With that in mind Mac threw himself into the most pleasant memory he could think of the day he married his wife Claire. Just as he was getting to the part in his memory where he and Claire made love for the first time as a newlywed couple Mac was thrown back into reality by Ella's groaning.
She brought her head up and simultaneously slid his underwear back on him. Ella then straddled him she smiled and asked
"Did you enjoy that?" Bile coated Mac's throat he was to afraid to answer. Taking a deep breath Mac replied trying his hardest to disguise his disgust with Ella "Yes I did very much so." Ella cocked her head to the side she stared at Mac inquisitively the bile that once coated his throat was now in his stomach churned achingly Mac hoped that she believed his response. Ella laughed and said "Did you learn nothing of not lying to me?" Ella then punched him hard twice in the stomach. Mac could no longer control the urge to vomit. He sat up and retched over the side of the bed. Ella clicked her tongue and said gleeful "Oh look at the mess you've made it's all right I forgive you." Ella kissed him on the forehead. Mac sucked in two deep breaths in order to keep himself form vomiting again. Mac sat up and said I"m sorry."
Ella kissed Mac and said "It's fine dear I understand."
She then began kissing Mac passionately. Mac suddenly had an idea. He knew the only way for him to escape was to play along with Ella's fantasies. Mac cleared his throat. Ella stopped kissing him. As soon as she had stopped Mac said with as much passion in his voice as he could muster "Ella why don't you take my hand cuffs off me that way I could really make your fantasies come true." Ella once again cocked her head and gave Mac the same inquisitive look as she had before. Mac held his breath he hoped and prayed with everything in him that Ella believed him. Ella smiled and smacked him hard across his face twice. She then shouted angrily "Do you honestly think I'm that stupid!"
Mac took another deep breath and said "No I don't think you are stupid but if you really want to experience us together I'm going to need you to take the cuffs off me." Ella's face remained angry. Knowing by her face that he only had a few seconds left before she would surely start punching him Mac reached his neck up and kissed Ella with as much passion as he had in him.
As he was kissing Ella he pictured Claire so he wouldn't start vomiting again. Ella pulled away form him and said happily "All right darling I'll release you." Mac couldn't believe his ears through he managed to form his face into one of love he replied "Thank you I'll make it worth your while I promise."
Ella then disappeared into the bathroom and returned with a pair of silver keys. Mac tensed his body up for he knew he would have only one shot at his plan. As Ella removed his last hand cuff Mac put his plan into action. Ella smiled and said "All right love I'm ready for you to make me yours." Mac smirked and replied "Sorry honey but that won't be happening."
Mac then punched Ella in the stomach. Ella gasped and shouted "You bastard!" Through Mac didn't reply he needed all of his strength to complete his plan. Mac then jumped off the bed and put Ella in a choke hold. She clawed at him with her hands in a futile attempt to escape. Through Mac remained his hold on her. He counted to three and Ella's body went limp in his hands.
He checked her pulse and was a tad thankful that she was still alive. Mac then placed her on the bed and handcuffed her to the post. Mac pulled on his pants and fished out of his right pocket his cell phone. He dialed Stella's number she answered on the first ring "Mac where have you been for the past three days. We've all been really worried!" The adrenaline rush Mac had was starting to wane and he knew he had only minutes before he passed out Mac replied hurriedly "Stella I need you and Don to come get me. I"m at 4448 Park Avenue."
Stella answered worriedly "What are you doing there?" Mac started to feel even more exhausted he took a deep breath and stammered "L-long st..ory. I just need you to.. come." Stella replied even more anxiously "All right Mac I'm on my way just hang on!"
That was the last thing Mac heard as the floor rushed up to meet him.
The next thing he knew Mac was waking up in a brightly lit room. He started to panic he was afraid that he had not escaped Ella's townhouse. Through when he fully opened his eyes Mac was relieved to realize he was in a hospital bed. Once his vision focused Mac saw his two friends and colleagues Stella Bonasera and Detective Don Flack.
Stella was sitting in a seat closest to Mac and Don was standing near her. Stella took Mac's hand softly in hers and said warmly "Hey how are you feeling?" Mac cleared his throat and said "All right all things considering I guess."
Mac started to sit up he then felt a tightness across his chest. Stella put her hands on his shoulders and helped him to sit up. Once Mac was up Stella replied "You have three badly bruised ribs. The doctor fixed you up but you are going to have to take it easy for while okay?"
Mac nodded. Flack asked "Mac what the hell happened to you. I mean where have you been for the past three days?" Mac took a deep breath and said "Ella,-Ella drugged and sexually- Mac took another deep breath. "T- tortured me in her house. " Getting the words out made him want to vomit again. Mac sank back against his pillows and took deep breaths in order to settle his queasy stomach. Stella and Flack stared at Mac open mouthed for a few seconds.
Stella squeezed Mac's hand and said compassionately "Oh Mac, I"m so sorry that happened to you." Flack said reassuringly "Mac, it's gonna be all right. We have her in custody she's gonna pay for this I promise."
Mac nodded and asked "So am I free to leave?" Stella stared at him and said "Um yes the doctor said that your bruised ribs can be treated with over the counter pain medication. But he recommends that you take a few days off so they can fully heal."
Mac asked Stella and Flack "You guys think you can give me a few minutes to change. Stella do you think you can call me a cab?" Stella nodded and said softly "Sure of course." Flack said "Mac it's gonna be okay, really." Mac nodded and said "Yeah I know."
Stella and Flack left. Mac got up with a bit of difficulty and got dressed. Once he was finished Mac left the room and signed himself out. He found Stella and Flack in the waiting room. Flack was on his cell phone talking. He came up to them and said "I'm ready." Stella nodded she put a hand on his shoulder and replied "Cab's outside waiting for you." Mac smiled slightly and said "Thanks, Stel"
Flack hung up his phone and said to Mac "Ella confessed to holding you hostage and to beating you. Her attorney says that she is mentally incompetent so she's gonna spend some time in a psych ward till she becomes competent. I"m sorry Mac I know this isn't exactly justice but-"
Mac cut Flack off and said "Flack it's fine it's where she belongs in my book. Thanks guys for helping me but do you think we could talk about this later?" Flack nodded understandably and said "Sure Mac and of course no problem. I'm happy your all right pal." Mac winced internally he was anything form all right. Stella hugged him and said "Oh Mac I'm really glad your okay. I was so worried. Do you want me to ride with you?"
Mac smiled again slightly and replied "No thanks Stel I"ll be okay. Do you think you guys could tell the rest of the team I"m okay. Tell them I"ll be back to work within the next week." Stella nodded and said "Of course you got it boss. Just get better." Mac clapped a hand on Stella and Don. He then left the hospital and got into the cab. It dropped him off at his house. Mac went into his bedroom and collapsed on his bed.
He soon drifted off to sleep where he had a nightmare Ella was punching him in the stomach he was tied to a bed and couldn't move. Mac awoke a strangled scream escaped form his mouth. Nausea suddenly bombarded his system and Mac flew to the bathroom and vomited violently into the toilet. He took some deep breaths trying to settle his stomach. It finally settled when his cell phone rang.
It was Stella. Mac took a deep breath. Once had fully composed himself Mac answered it
"Hey Stella why are you up this late. I"m the one prone to insomnia remember?" Mac said feigning an attempt at sarcasm.
Stella laughed and replied "Ha ha very funny I just called to see if you were doing any better?"
Mac took a breath and said "Yeah I'm doing all right. I just need to take a few days to get my strength back. I should be back to work in a week." Stella said her voice radiating compassion and trust "Mac you know you can talk to me about what you went through. When ever your ready I"m here to listen okay?" Mac sighed quietly and replied "Thanks Stella that means a lot. Look I"ll call you sometime tomorrow all right?"
Stella said still with a compassionate tone to her voice but Mac could tell she was a tad anxious "Okay Mac talk to you soon. I just wanted you to know that I'm here for you." Mac sighed and replied grateful "Stel I honestly wouldn't know what I do with out you. Thanks again I'll talk to you soon, okay."
Mac could tell when Stella answered him back that she no longer felt anxious "No problem Mac defiantly talk to ya soon." Mac sighed again and said "All right good night Stel." Stella answered back softly "Night Mac sleep well."
Mac then hung up. He closed his eyes for a second trying his best to relax. Through once he did close his eyes he saw Ella's face in his mind. Mac's stomach clenched queasily and he vomited again into the toilet. Mac took more deep breaths. He finally stood up and brushed his teeth.
Mac then went to bed his stomach still queasy thorough not as much as before. He knew that he would have a long way to go before he ever felt normal again. Before he went to sleep Mac thought I escaped. I can get through the after effects with the help of my friends. I have been through worse. Gratitude washed over Mac suddenly with the truth of that thought. As a former Marine he had been through much worse. Mac knew that with the help and support of his friends he would be able to move past this ordeal a much stronger person.
That thought in mind and utterly exhausted mentally emotionally and physically form the past days events Mac fell into a deep and to his relief dreamless sleep.