I woke up on a beautiful, sunny morning in my room next to Michael's. The door between our rooms was closed. I didn't sleep in his bedroom because he told me he didn't want to keep me awake at night, he could often not all asleep until the early morning, and even through I had told him it didn't matter to me, he had insisted. He wanted at least one of us to get a good night sleep..

Usually he kept the door open and we looked at each other at night, when we laid in our beds, just taking in each others company, no words, just stares. But now, the door was closed. I looked at the clock, it was nearly 11 a.m., so I thought Michael would probably already be downstairs. I went out of bed and put my jeans and Tshit on and went to the kitchen. But Michael wasn't around, so I went outside looking for him.

I saw a black car standing in the driveway behind the house and two people walked towards them, it was Wayne and a woman whom I didn't know.

"I told you already that you are no more allowed to enter Neverland and you have to return the entry card right now. Michael doesn't want – " The woman interrupted Wayne.

"Lisa just wanted to grab her things and...say goodbye, I guess" She looked nervous, her hands in the pockets of her tight jeans and she grinned. She tried to walk around Wayne but he held her back.

"No chance for you to enter this house again, I know what you did and it's ENOUGH NOW, you hear me! Enough! You crazy women, Alisha, Michael and Lisa are about to go through with the divorce and you have no right to be here, nor does she. I will go and ...."

I didn't listen anymore, I just spun around and run back into the house. That woman was Alisha! Lisa's friend whom Michael had told me this terrible story about. And Lisa was with Michael! Right now!

Now I understood why he door was closed when I woke up.

I quickly went upstairs and saw that the front door to Michael's room was open. I looked inside and what I saw made my heart skip a beat. It all seemed like a flashback. Lisa had tied Michaels hands to the headboard. He had no shirt on, that was all I saw because he laid on his chest, his arms stretched out in front of him.

"I can't do this anymore Lisa..."I heard Michael whisper. "Please don't make me go through this again, why are you going this to me. Just tell me what you want!"

Lisa sat beside him and stroked down his back. "I want you back. I am your wife and you can't just throw me out of our beautiful house. You are my man, Michael" She touched Michael's neck and massaged his shoulders.

"Ahhhh Lisa don't touch me" Michael shook his arms, trying to get her away from him. He pressed his face into the pillow, pulling at the cuffs around his wrists.

"You're crazy! Do you even realize what you're doing?!" He whimpered.

"You don't even like it when I try and spoil you" Lisa said and began playing with his hair.

"You know..." She raised her eyebrow. "Maybe... if you don't like do be treated nicely...perhaps" She took Michaels hands and secured the cuffs higher on the headboard, so his chest didn't touch the mattress anymore.

"Stahp!" He said between clenched teeth as she sat on the back of his legs so he couldn't sit up. "You can't so this"

"Sure I can" Lisa smirked and placed her hands on his back, then stroked the sides of his torso before wrapping her arms from behind around his chest.

"Don't...do..this" Michael said and furrowed his brows. I saw Lisa stroking down his chest, down do his pants.

"Hmmm maybe I do? Maybe I don't...open you pants?" Lisa chuckled provocatively She opened the button of his pants but Michael moved his body so she had to stop. Lisa run her fingers over his chest and held his sides, kissing his back.

"Lisa don't" Michael yelled now and this made me snap out of it. I couldn't watch any longer.

I had no idea what to do but I wanted to help him, so I stepped into the room and yelled "LISA LET HIM GO!!! You fucking bitch, just LEAVE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

She turned around and stared at me with a disgusted look on her face.

But right at that time somebody grabbed my arms and pulled me into the rom,. I spun around and saw...Alisha!

"What's your problem!!! Can't you just leave us alone!?" I yelled and Michael turned his head to me, his eyes in shock. I wanted to say something but Alisha covered my mouth with her hands and pushed me down on a chair. She took my arms and tied them behind the chair. I sat right beside Michael's bed, with perfect view on him and I couldn't help him, it made my head spin. Lisa opened one of the cuffs and let him turn on his back now, with her on his lap.

"LET HIM-" I screamed but Alisha wrapped a towel around my mouth and I couldn't say more. I moved on the chair but I couldn't escape.

"So...you are Susan, huh?" Lisa raised her eyebrows. "The one who interrupted me last time I was trying to talk to my husband" She stroked down Michaels chest. Isn't that right?"

I just nodded and looked into Michael's eyes. He shook his head and whispered "Please, let her go, just leave Susan out of this" But Lisa just laughed and stroked his arms. "Gosh you have to get me out of these" Michael clenched his teeth and shook the cuffs.

"I don't have to do anything you say...I do what I want" The run her fingers over his chest while looking at me.

"I wanna make you two suffer a little...I'm sure you, Susan, don't like seeing him like this, now do you?" She smirked and I screamed into the cloth that was wrapped around my lips, but no sound would come out that was loud enough for anybody else to her. Now not even Wayne could help us.

"I want you two to know...you can't stop me. If Michael gives me another chance, I can change. But you...." She looked at Michael and stroked his hair. "You can't just divorce me, huh" She kissed his neck and Michael put his hands into fists, closing his eyes.

"He loved it" She winked at me. My heart was beating so fast and I screamed again, I just wanted Lisa to stop, but she kept kissing Michael's neck. Then she stopped and looked at Michael. He breathed heavily and clenched his teeth.

"Don't do this again" He whimpered and looked down at himself, then over to me. "Please let Susan go, PLEASE"

But Lisa ignored him and went on kissing his chest. Her hands travelled down his body, lower and lower.

"Should I go on?" She asked and grinned.

I sat there, bound to watch was Lisa did to Michael. This was pure torture. I felt tears coming up in my eyes as she opened Michael's pants and I had to turn my head away. I couldn't endure this anymore, I wanted her to stop – maybe even more than Michael wanted her to stop.

He just lay there, his eyes closed, trying to keep it together. He begged Lisa to stop every time she made a move with her hands.

"Let Susan do she has NOTHING do do with this" He begged. "Please don't touch me Lisa, STOP" He tugged on the cuffs as she pulled down his pants.

"You gave me the perfect idea Michael...you don't want Susan to sit there and be forced to watch what I do with you, right?" Lisa whispered in his ear and he turned his head away, shaking his head no.

"Give me an answer Michael" Lisa said with a grind and circled Michael's belly. Michael shivered and said through clenched teeth. "No I don't want her to see this I want you to let her go"

Lisa smirked, then looked over at me.

"Alisha, undo her towel" She told her and Alisha did what she was told. I didn't move, I just stared into Lisa's eyes.

"Susan, darling... what about you, do YOU wanna see this?" She stroked along the rim of Michael's underwear. "I'm sure you're curious to see all of this" She smirked.

"NO!" I said firmly. "Let him go now, this is insane. He doesn't deserve this" I pressed my lips together to keep them from trembling.

"Oh how sweet, you two just want each others well being. But, you know....I want to torture you both a little more. Alisha, bring Susan to me"

Alisha held my arms as she walked me over to the bed, pushing me down, so I had to sit beside Michael. Lisa still sat on his lap and Alisha held me by my left arm.

"So, Susan...this is your perfect opportunity. I let YOU tease him a little" She looked at me and expected me to do something. But of course I didn't, I just shook my head at her.

"DO SOMETHING!" She said firmly and I winced. Michael sighted and closed his eyes.

"I won't" I just answered and looked at Michael. It drove me mad to see him go through this, but I had to hold my anger back for the perfect moment. "Do you realize how obsessed you are with him, you don't love him you are OBSESSED!"

"Oh right, and that's coming from a fan girl huh?" She mocked me. "If you don't do this, I sure will" She said and grabbed his underwear by the rim, nearly yanking it down.

"STOP!" I yelled and interrupted her. Lisa laughed at me.

"What? Changed your mind? Are you ready to DO him?" She raised and eyebrow.

"I am" I said firmly and Michael looked at me confused and worried. Alisha let go of my hands and I bent over Michael. I brought my head close to his and whispered in his ear.

"It's gonna be ok Michael, I promise"

"What was that?!" Lisa scoffed. "You have to touch him! Make him MOAN, do SOMETHING!" She nearly yelled now. I was so confused, I saw beside this crazy woman who wanted me to put Michael through this. I took a deep breath and kissed Michael, he closed his eyes and I felt a tear running down his cheek. Then I sat back up again.

"And you think that's enough" Lisa laughed."You need to TOUCH him, he has to see it's not that bad AFTER ALL" She grabbed my hand and lead it to his chest, not letting go of it. She made me stroke down his body 'til my hand reached his underwear. I looked at Michael and he had a hurt expression on his face and I shook my head no. I really had no other choice.

Lisa took my hand and stroked with it over the bulge in his boxers and Michael winced. I had to hold back my tears, this was terrible, I didn't want Michael to be afraid of MY sexual intentions now as well. This is exactly what Lisa wanted, he would never trust me again!

"This is funny isn't it" Lisa laughed.

"No this ISN'T funny at all!" I wept. "Look at Michael, how can you do this to him?! This isn't allowed this is borderline –"

"Shhh honey, remember, I'm his wife" She winked at me. "I can do anything I want, I'm sure Michael wouldn't want to do anything about it and risk our reputation, am I right?" She smirked and stroked Michaels sides.

Michael couldn't hold it together any longer after she said that and he began crying now, which made me get chocked up. This woman was SICK, CRAZY! I broke down and wrapped my arms around Michael0s neck, my head on his chest. I wouldn't let go, I wouldn't let her do anything more to him.

"ALISHA?! LISA?!" I heard a male voice yell in the hallway. Wayne! I wanted to scream but Lisa held my neck. "No word" She whispered. Alisha stepped out of the room and we heard her talking to Wayne, telling him that Lisa was just saying goodbye. Lisa giggled.

Then there was no more sound. Alisha didn't come back but neither did Wayne. Just then I realized that I was free. I sat back and stared a Lisa, showing her my free arms and instantly pushed her back.

"You SLUT!" She yelled and tried to pull me away from her, I was pushing her off the bed. "HELP!!!" She screamed - stupid as she was.

"YES! Help!" I screamed. Just then I hear Michael say. "Susan...please, get me out of this, I don't want Wayne to see this" I looked at him and then at Lisa. If I went to open the cuffs Lisa would escape.

"But what about her?" I asked, pushing Lisa to the ground.

"Let her, she'll go and not come back" Michael said and swallowed some tears.

I looked at her and she was staring angrily back at me. Then I got up and she instantly ran out of the room. I watched her through the window getting into the car with Alisha and driving off.

I turned to Michael who was still lying there with tears in his eyes and I opened the cuffs.

"Oh Michael" I nearly cried too. "Please, believe me I didn't want to do this, they forced me to"

"I know Susan...I know, it's just...I can't believe this happened again" He looked down at himself. I gave him a shirt to put on.

He rubbed his wrists "This shit hurt so much" He said and I took his hands in mine, kissing his red wrists. He leaned back against the headboard but winced. "Even my back hurts" he said and got up, covering his face with his hands. Then he put on a pair of pants.

"Everything hurts, even my heart hurts" He went to the bathroom and closed the door, I knew he needed to be left alone now.

"Mine too..."I whispered and a tear rolled down my cheek. Would it ever be the same again between us after this?