He came upon her while she was walking to the parking garage, the big van pulling up beside her. The large handsome man smiled out at her, "Ma'am, can you tell me where the service entrance is?"
She looked at him for a moment, noticing his eyes, the boyish grin and thought to herself, "the level of service men in the area has just gone up."
She blushed at the thought, wondering what had come over her, and her eyes dropped for just a second. He noticed the little sign and his grin broadened.
When she looked back up, she said "it's on the next level down, just go around that bend there and you'll notice the large blue doors."
He looked at the bend and sighed, "I wish my assistant was with Me, I need someone to hold the door open while I wheel my equipment in." He paused for a second and looked at her, "Miss would you mind just holding the door for a moment while I get it out?"
She thought for a second, looking around, it was starting to get less crowded in the lot and she was wary, but his smile disarmed her. "I believe I could help you if you're quick sir," she replied.
He pulled the van over in front of the doors and went to the back, opening the doors as she came to the entrance and grabbed for the door handle. Suddenly he was behind her, his arm circling her waist, the other hand pressing a rag with fluid on it over her nose and mouth. Within two breaths she lost consciousness and he piled her into the back of the van.
She came to once as they drove down the road, screaming out loud as the van sped through the darkness, then she blacked out again. The next time she woke they were bouncing down what had to be a dirt road, and then came to a screeching halt. He moved quickly and was at the back of the van before she even noticed that both her ankles and wrists were bound tightly with silk rope.
As the van doors opened she screamed, "let me go you bastard, you don't know who you're messing with, my daddy will have your balls served up for lunch you motherfucker!"
He laughed, "I don't see your daddy slut, but I do see you!"
"Let me go dammit...ow ouch whimper...whining. Listen...my family has money!!!! You can have anything You want....let me go!"
"You think I need you to GIVE me anything slut? I take what I want." He pulled her out of the van throwing her over his shoulder and carried her under a low hanging branch ... a rope with a hook on it hung down and he slid the hook between her wrists where they were tied together, then put a little stool under her feet.
He moved back in front of her, giving her a clear view of his face. Handsome, arrogant, with green eyes, wait... blue eyes ... she looked at him in confusion as his eyes changed color right in front of her. Then she noticed the large Bowie knife in his hand. He slid the tip between her breasts and flicked it, slicing through the front of her bra like through butter, then dragged it down her silken blouse slicing through it like wasn't even there. She stood in front of him in a short skirt, her breasts bare and uplifted by her arms being bound above her head, her ankles tied together trying to keep her balance. He took the knife tip and circled the sharpness of it around her nipple, causing it to swell with fear.
"STOP IT! STOP IT...who the fuck do you think You are...don't you dare touch me! DON'T YOU DARE...get away from me! stay away!" she screamed for help.
He looked around ... "don't waste your breath girl, this is private property, the nearest neighbor is 2 miles away, 80 years old and deaf as a post." He dragged the blade down her belly to the button on her skirt ... "hmmm, what have W/we got in here?" Slicing through the button the skirt fell open and pooled around her bound ankles. She stood in front of Him, naked except for her panties which he noticed were slightly damp at the crotch. He slipped the flat of the blade between her legs and ran it across the gap between her thighs... pressing the cold metal against her panties and squishing her lips flat. When she let out a shriek, he looked up at her with an evil grin on his face. "Are you enjoying this as much as I am slut?"
"NO I AM NOT!" she spat with a disgusted look on her face. "You're sick You pervert!" thrashing in her bonds "please...can't we work something out...i have riches beyond Your wildest dreams...my father has great power and authority in the community...what do You want????? just ask and it will be Yours...please don't hurt me!"
He looked in her eyes and just laughed. "Do you really think I give a shit about your daddy or his money, or authority or any of that crap? And as far as power goes girl ... do you feel those ropes on your ankles and wrists? I am the one with the power, I am the one in control, and your name calling only feeds my hunger for your little slut pussy and ass. This is going to be even more fun than I thought it might be." With that he slipped the knife blade under her panty leg and slowly sliced through them up to her waistband. He stepped back and looked at the girl, eyes furious and blazing hanging naked from the branch. "My, My, my ... interesting little whore hanging there I'd say,"
"I AM NOT A SLUT! Daddy didn't raise no slut You bastard!" she growled and yelled fanatically. "Please don't do this...i don't want You to touch me," she spit at him in her anger. "This is humiliating...let me down right this minute! i'll have You arrested! You'll go to jail!"
He grabbed her pussy then... HARD ... squeezing viciously he said, "oh yes little girl, you're gonna find out just what a little slut you are. And not only won't you have me arrested, you'll be begging me for more when it's all said and done. "
