It's a cool night, the moons glowing cresent shape high in the sky . The whisper of a breeze caresses my cheek and I pull my jacket closer. Inhaling deeply, as I step into the shadows briefly. Smiling, as my footsteps hit the pavement, thinking of the wonderful conversation and ambiance of the resturant I have just left.
A shiver runs down my spine, and I look over my shoulder. That same unseasy feeling I had in the resturant washes over me again. Once more I shake it off. Scolding myself for being so paranoid. Bending slightly I reach to place my key in the door. Instantanious as the locks click open a hand closes over my mouth. A horn blares for a heartbeat at the front side of the resturant. My scream unheard, unheaded, I am alone in my panic.
I fight trying to get away, but the arms that hold me are strong and unwavering. Warm air passes across my ear as my captor whispers, "Don't scream again, Don't make a sound, am I understood?" numbly I nod in understanding. My heartbeat races, my hands trembling, tears silently fall. He removes his hand, my lips part to utter a second scream, instead a gag is shoved roughly between my lips. I feel as it is tied snug, my wrist are then bound. I groan behind the gag as my arms are pulled uncomfortably back.
The world goes dark, blindfolded. I am half led, half carried to a waiting vehicle. I hear it's motor running. Shoved none too gently, but not hard enough to injure, into it's softness. A Masculine scent surrounds me, spicey, warm, intriguing. I begin to tremble uncontrolably. Wanting to beg my captor to free me, beg him to not hurt me. I can't say anything, I cannot see where He is driving to.
I am terrified, my helplessness haunts me. Yet, I am stirred. I hear the crunch of gravel beneath the tires as I lay across the back seat. My mind races as I wonder, Why this is happening to me, Where am I, What have I done. Doors slam, voices rise and fall and then there is silence. The back door is opened, I feel a firm grasp on my upper arms helping me out of the car. Back on my feet I am led into what I can only perceive as a barn of sorts. The sweet smell of hay, the way the floor feels of what might be wood chips.
My wrist are released, my jacket removed. I feel the buttons of my blouse slowly undone. I tremble but do not move. I feel as it is sliped from my shoulders, leaving me bare. Chills cover me, but I'm not cold. My wrist are taken in hand lifted and secured. I get the feeling that I am between two large pillars or beams. A weak cry comes from me. Terror fills me. I know I am at the complete mercy of my captor. I wish He would speak again, but He moves in silence. I have a feeling more eyes are upon me but I can't see them. I almost sob but fight it back.
My skirt is drawn down over my legs. I am left bared becasue I went without panties and bra this night. Finger tips run across my stomach. It flutters unexpectedly. My feet are lifted, my shoes removed and skirt slipped from me, before my feet are placed on some sort of cushioned area. My mind reels, I can feel how wet I am, Oh what maddness it this. I hear footsteps from beyond move in. I can't tell how many, I strain to hear. Then I feel palms stroking me. I twist and try to move away. Suddenly I hear a soft hissing noise, before I ever feel the sting. I realize I am not to fight the hands, I whimper miserably. My ankles are then spread, and secured. So vulnerable am I.
Secretly I am excited and thrilled. It is beyond my thoughts of the possible danger now. The hands they grow bold, caressing, probing, touching. I twists and squirm as it becomes evident how arroused I have become. All at once the hands leave my body, trembling and begging for their touch again. Some type of clamps have been placed on my nipples. I am gasping behind the gag, it is removed. I moan. I feel the bite as clamps are placed over my flesh. I fear to cry out so I fighting it as long as I can.
Something is layed over my shoulder and slowly dragged down over my back, it is cool, soft. I wait to feel it again, and I do only this time it is with force and I jump in suprise. I feel the wetness run down over my thigh. I quiver with mounting knowledge that I cannot hide my desire for more. I cannot fight back the overwhelming need that stirs me to my core.
I don't wait for long, the thwack, thwack, thwack, moves over my flesh. I feel the heat on my back and ass. Soft moans of pleasure begin to filll the air. I know there are at least two now because the strokes continue to heat my backside and now there is another before me. The clamps are removed from my nipples and I gasp for air as they pulse painfully. My breast are roughly grasped, pulled, pinched. I arch into the hands. My lips form a full "O" as Fingers move through the wetness between my thighs. I hear the "mmmmmmmmmmmm nice" as a bare whisper. My hips j! erk forward wantonly. I scream within, my body betrays me.
The thumping has stopped on my back, but I feel the heat all the way through me. The rest of the clamps have been removed now and I am left in silence, even though I am not alone. Again the hands come, my flesh ever so sensitive to the touch now. I strain towards the hands now no longer backing away from them. I hear moans filling the air, and then realize they're coming from me. I cannot stop the noise. I am shaking all over, my fist hang onto the ropes that bind. The voice comes once more leaving no room for argument. I shiver as it says simply. "Beg girl." I want to scream, "Beg? For what?" But I know without asking.
New fear fills me. The fear of being denied. So I beg "Oh pleaseeeeeeee pleaseee Oh may i release?" Silence. My fear grows even as the hands do not stop their sweet tourture. I feel myself pressed right to the edge unsure if I can take anymore. Yet. silence. screaming as i ride the edge of release. Sir Please Please please, still Silence. I tremble uncontrolably a groan of frustration is torn from me. I submit fully and beg in almost a whisper filled with a greater need that I have ever felt before. PLease Master NOW?
Shattering into a million shards as I hear his simple reply, his lips agasint my ear, "Now girl."
