Luci was just getting off work. She hated banking, hated when customers whined about fees, hated having to sell accounts and mortgages to people who didn't need them. But it was Friday. Two days of freedom from it ahead. And it was her birthday. She made her husband promise: no parties. She hated parties. Hated birthdays. Just wanted some peace and quiet for the weekend. She stepped out of the building and threw on her coat. It was drizzling like it almost always seemed to on this island. It was starting to get dark already.
She walked to her car and rummaged through her purse for her car key. Damn purse. Can't ever find anything in it. Then, all of a sudden, out of nowhere a strong person came up behind her, grasped her arms behind her back and slipped a cloak over her head. She was shoved, it seemed, into the back of a van by that figure. It must have been a man. He was so strong.
In the van the man tied her arms behind her back with some rough rope, she could tell by the roughness of the rope and the way the twist chaffed her wrists that it was hemp, and thrust her into a seat. Luci sat there, terrified of what would happen if she didn't obey. The van took many turns and Luci lost track of where they were going. Where are they taking me? When the van finally stopped the man pushed Luci out by her bound wrists and they walked quite a distance outdoors through tall grasses and past some low hanging trees. Finally they stopped.
The man took the mask off. He wasn't a man at all, but a woman. Long brown hair, blue eyes, curvy. She'd be attracted to her if she weren't so freaked out by the whole situation. The driver was there too. He was a man. He was wearing long pants, a long sleeved shirt, and a ski mask, and for some reason he continuously kept his distance from Luci. What is he hiding? What's with the mask? The man was definitely the one in charge. He incessantly gave the woman directions and the woman followed them all.
She got what seemed like an incredible amount of rope from the van and handed it to the man who got behind Luci. Luci still couldn't get a good look at him. But there was something familiar about the place, the trees. She couldn't put her finger on it. It was too dark. The man started undressing Luci rather roughly. He unzipped her skirt and pulled it to the ground; he hesitated for a moment when he saw she wasn't wearing any panties; he tore her blouse open and unbound her wrists so he could remove her bra. The whole time the strong woman restrained Luci. There was nothing she could do, but a part of her wanted this. A part of her wanted to stay. The man forced Luci to her knees and tied one knee to one tree and the other knee to another. He did the same with her wrists but her wrists were tied low to the ground. Her face was almost in the dirt. She was fully exposed, completely vulnerable.
What happened next was the most terrifying sound. She heard the man undo his zipper. She felt him run his cock along her back, down her ass. She felt the woman lick her ears. The man stopped and slapped her for this.
"No," he said. "Mine."
Luci knew what was coming next. The man walked around to the front, Luci's head was hanging low to the ground, she was totally shamed. He knelt down and shoved his cock in her mouth. It gagged her. He kept thrusting and she felt the fluids in her mouth building up, she felt his cock getting harder with every thrust, choking her, pushing her far past the limits of what she could normally take. And just as quickly as he pushed himself into her he pulled out and walked around behind her.
This situation was becoming very clear. She knew exactly what was coming next. Oh my God. Luci had fantasies about being abducted before, but now that it was really happening she was terrified. She felt a tingling sensation in her bladder. She couldn't hold it any longer and the man and the woman both laughed at the wetness that ensued.
"Get the bucket," the man said.
The woman got a small bucket for Luci and gestured for her to finish in it. She was so humiliated. She couldn't do it.
"No," Luci said. "I can't."
The man pulled her hair hard from behind her and whispered in her ear firmly.
"Finish," he said, giving her hair an even harder tug before letting go.
Luci finished, now more mortified than ever. The man and the woman shared a good laugh at her expense.
Luci once again felt the man's cock sliding down her ass. It was still wet with her saliva. He forced himself into her cunt and the she felt the woman's hands on her shoulders. The man fucked her hard, sliding in and out with ease because for some reason Luci was wet, for some reason Luci was enjoying this, and the man knew. The man was inside her. He could feel how wet she was. Luci could feel herself stretching around the man's enormous cock. She wanted to hide how exited she was but her body was having a Pavlovian response to this whole experience.
"You fucking slut. You like this."
"Trash," the woman smirked.
He slapped her ass hard. Over and over. Luci could feel her skin getting hot. She knew she was turning bright red. She wanted to see it. Why is he slapping my ass? Only two people know I like that. He could feel her getting even wetter. All the while the woman pressed on Luci's shoulders, forcing her onto the man even harder than he was already thrusting. Luci could feel the man occasionally hitting her cervix. It hurt. She liked it. Luci bit her lips, trying not to cry out in ecstasy. She didn't want to give herself away anymore than she already had.
And all of a sudden the man pulled out and shoved his soaking wet cock into her ass. She had to relax, she had to want it, that was the only thing she could do, otherwise it would be unbelievably painful. So that's what Luci did. She relaxed. She wanted it. She took his cock, his unremitting thrusting and she let out a moan. She gave herself away. His hot breath in her ear let her know he was very close.
"Whore," he whispered.
The thrusting got harder and Luci loved it, being bound, spanked, and humiliated. She felt her ass loosen, she felt him push deeper and deeper into her. She had nothing to brace herself on but her rope and the woman's hands on her shoulders. All she could do was take it. She was totally powerless. Soon, she felt the man's thrusting become irregular, he grabbed her ass and slowed down. He came.
"Get in the van and go home," he told the woman.
The woman got in the van and drove away. Luci began to panic. How are we ever going to get out of here? The man began to untie Luci. Luci began plotting her escape, but he left one wrist restrained. He grabbed her by the arm and finally came close to her. He pulled off his mask.
"David?" It was Luci's husband.
She realized they were deep in their own property. That's why the trees looked so familiar. The house was just a five-minute walk away.
"Happy birthday, baby."
She walked to her car and rummaged through her purse for her car key. Damn purse. Can't ever find anything in it. Then, all of a sudden, out of nowhere a strong person came up behind her, grasped her arms behind her back and slipped a cloak over her head. She was shoved, it seemed, into the back of a van by that figure. It must have been a man. He was so strong.
In the van the man tied her arms behind her back with some rough rope, she could tell by the roughness of the rope and the way the twist chaffed her wrists that it was hemp, and thrust her into a seat. Luci sat there, terrified of what would happen if she didn't obey. The van took many turns and Luci lost track of where they were going. Where are they taking me? When the van finally stopped the man pushed Luci out by her bound wrists and they walked quite a distance outdoors through tall grasses and past some low hanging trees. Finally they stopped.
The man took the mask off. He wasn't a man at all, but a woman. Long brown hair, blue eyes, curvy. She'd be attracted to her if she weren't so freaked out by the whole situation. The driver was there too. He was a man. He was wearing long pants, a long sleeved shirt, and a ski mask, and for some reason he continuously kept his distance from Luci. What is he hiding? What's with the mask? The man was definitely the one in charge. He incessantly gave the woman directions and the woman followed them all.
She got what seemed like an incredible amount of rope from the van and handed it to the man who got behind Luci. Luci still couldn't get a good look at him. But there was something familiar about the place, the trees. She couldn't put her finger on it. It was too dark. The man started undressing Luci rather roughly. He unzipped her skirt and pulled it to the ground; he hesitated for a moment when he saw she wasn't wearing any panties; he tore her blouse open and unbound her wrists so he could remove her bra. The whole time the strong woman restrained Luci. There was nothing she could do, but a part of her wanted this. A part of her wanted to stay. The man forced Luci to her knees and tied one knee to one tree and the other knee to another. He did the same with her wrists but her wrists were tied low to the ground. Her face was almost in the dirt. She was fully exposed, completely vulnerable.
What happened next was the most terrifying sound. She heard the man undo his zipper. She felt him run his cock along her back, down her ass. She felt the woman lick her ears. The man stopped and slapped her for this.
"No," he said. "Mine."
Luci knew what was coming next. The man walked around to the front, Luci's head was hanging low to the ground, she was totally shamed. He knelt down and shoved his cock in her mouth. It gagged her. He kept thrusting and she felt the fluids in her mouth building up, she felt his cock getting harder with every thrust, choking her, pushing her far past the limits of what she could normally take. And just as quickly as he pushed himself into her he pulled out and walked around behind her.
This situation was becoming very clear. She knew exactly what was coming next. Oh my God. Luci had fantasies about being abducted before, but now that it was really happening she was terrified. She felt a tingling sensation in her bladder. She couldn't hold it any longer and the man and the woman both laughed at the wetness that ensued.
"Get the bucket," the man said.
The woman got a small bucket for Luci and gestured for her to finish in it. She was so humiliated. She couldn't do it.
"No," Luci said. "I can't."
The man pulled her hair hard from behind her and whispered in her ear firmly.
"Finish," he said, giving her hair an even harder tug before letting go.
Luci finished, now more mortified than ever. The man and the woman shared a good laugh at her expense.
Luci once again felt the man's cock sliding down her ass. It was still wet with her saliva. He forced himself into her cunt and the she felt the woman's hands on her shoulders. The man fucked her hard, sliding in and out with ease because for some reason Luci was wet, for some reason Luci was enjoying this, and the man knew. The man was inside her. He could feel how wet she was. Luci could feel herself stretching around the man's enormous cock. She wanted to hide how exited she was but her body was having a Pavlovian response to this whole experience.
"You fucking slut. You like this."
"Trash," the woman smirked.
He slapped her ass hard. Over and over. Luci could feel her skin getting hot. She knew she was turning bright red. She wanted to see it. Why is he slapping my ass? Only two people know I like that. He could feel her getting even wetter. All the while the woman pressed on Luci's shoulders, forcing her onto the man even harder than he was already thrusting. Luci could feel the man occasionally hitting her cervix. It hurt. She liked it. Luci bit her lips, trying not to cry out in ecstasy. She didn't want to give herself away anymore than she already had.
And all of a sudden the man pulled out and shoved his soaking wet cock into her ass. She had to relax, she had to want it, that was the only thing she could do, otherwise it would be unbelievably painful. So that's what Luci did. She relaxed. She wanted it. She took his cock, his unremitting thrusting and she let out a moan. She gave herself away. His hot breath in her ear let her know he was very close.
"Whore," he whispered.
The thrusting got harder and Luci loved it, being bound, spanked, and humiliated. She felt her ass loosen, she felt him push deeper and deeper into her. She had nothing to brace herself on but her rope and the woman's hands on her shoulders. All she could do was take it. She was totally powerless. Soon, she felt the man's thrusting become irregular, he grabbed her ass and slowed down. He came.
"Get in the van and go home," he told the woman.
The woman got in the van and drove away. Luci began to panic. How are we ever going to get out of here? The man began to untie Luci. Luci began plotting her escape, but he left one wrist restrained. He grabbed her by the arm and finally came close to her. He pulled off his mask.
"David?" It was Luci's husband.
She realized they were deep in their own property. That's why the trees looked so familiar. The house was just a five-minute walk away.
"Happy birthday, baby."
