Captain's on the way. "John's in a foul mood and has intentions of using your body for fucked up stress relief." Understood. "You reply, and get ready. Normally, if he texted saying he wanted sex, you'd go to your closet, pick out your favorite lacy lingerie, and wait for him on the bed. This is different. When 'the Captain is on the way', its your cue to pick clothes you don't care about destroying and mill around the house waiting to be ambushed" "You load up the washer and pull things out of the dryer. Just as the thought 'It shouldn't be too long now' crosses your mind, you're startled by a large hand clamping down over your mouth with surprising force. You can feel cold metal pressed against your neck. a low, harsh voice whispers to you." "All alone tonight, sweetheart? Poor neglected thing. Don't worry, I know exactly what a soft girl like you needs. All you have to do is be good f'me and I'll let you go when we're done. How's that sound? You be good and I'll be good, yeah?"