"I will have you completely," he assured, he slides his hand up my slit and traces up my belly. His fingers are as cold as a steel knife. His hand continues up and rests on my throat. "I can't wait to have you." His fingers squeeze my throat a little, still letting me breathe with slight difficulty. I feel his cock harden beneath me. Surprising myself, I don't resist, completely giving in to his mercy. I used to think I was the type of girl to fight if I ever found myself in a situation like this, but I find myself frozen. I notice my pussy clench at the feel of it. I let a few tears escape and they fall onto my neck and his hand.
When my breathing turns into desperate chokes he releases. "God that was beautiful. I have to hold myself back. There are so many lovely ways you could die."
"H-how would you kill me?"
He leans in to whisper on my neck. His cold fingers lift from my throat and pry my mouth open. I open it without resistance letting them in so far I gag. "I could suffocate you with my cock. Pinch your nose so you can't breathe... of course the risk in that is you might bite me" The warm breath on my neck along with the chilling thought makes the hair on my arms rise. His hand exits my mouth partway and forms into a gun signal. "I could shoot you." He pulls it out and slides his hand down my slit to fit two fingers inside my vagina. "I could fuck you with a knife."
I began trembling. Scared out of my mind but somehow incredibly aroused.
"Look at you, afraid, shaking, look what you do to me." He took my hand and made me feel him through his pants. He was long and hard his penis down the side of one pant leg, straining against the fabric. "I think I'll have fun with you for a while first."
He pulled out a long thick piece of black silk. "I've always wanted to do this." He explained. Tying the silk around my eyes. I hear him walk away from me and open the door. Is he going to leave me? I wonder, somehow more horrified at that thought than by what he might do to me. The leaves under his feet get louder as he approaches me. He picks me up like I weigh nothing. Somehow his embrace comforts me, I know I'm not being abandoned here. And maybe just maybe he might keep me alive, turn himself in. Bring me somewhere safe.
When he throws me onto a hard carpet surface realize it wasn't the door he had opened but the trunk. Before closing it he informs me "I had been planning on killing you here, I know it would be incriminating to have your DNA at my house but I think I'd like to take my time with you." He shifts my legs open and inserts something heavy and cold into my pussy. "Dont shut your legs too tightly, or you might get hurt." It felt heavy and cold inside me, embarrassingly it slid right in.
The trunk slams shut and I make even the shapes of light invisible to me. My legs are splayed I'm too frightened not to heed his warning. I don't squirm to get it out as the car starts the bumpiness stirs whatever is inside me. Perhaps if I circle my hips it will fall out of me, oh.. no that just makes it more pleasurable.
After 30 minutes or maybe three hours the car halts and the trunk opens. He lifts my blindfold and orders me "I want you to look at what was inside of you. I look down and see a steel blade large and sharp on both sides with the hilt firmly buried in my pussy. I'd I had thrashed about it could have cut me deep.
"You are proving to be delightfully obedient." Once again he picked me up and planted a firm gentle kiss on my mouth. He tasted like vanilla extract, slightly sweet and sterile. I kiss him back desperately. Trading for my life I tell myself.
He adjusted me so that I was straddling his hips with my legs, my tied arms over his neck, and him supporting me by my ass. He carried me through his surprisingly clean and normal home, down a set of stairs into a very... not normal basement.
While most people's basements are crowded, this one was eerily empty. It has shiny cement floors, with a minimal amount of furniture. There was a large cage, shelves lining the far wall with jars of preserved food, a sofa, a fridge, a stove, and a toilet. A complete studio.
I had seen no dog and had no reservations that the cage was meant for a human. Would I be the first girl he had brought inside? I hoped so, for their sake... maybe mine.
He gestured to an exposed ceiling beam with a metal ring hanging from it. Under it was a dummy, the type I had used in my high school health class for CPR training. It had intricate rope bindings all over its body. "I want to do that to you tonight," he said as he lay me down on the rug next to the doll.
"Ok.." I said "I would very much like that" I wasn't sure I would in all honesty but it was better than being caged or being killed.
He started binding my legs. I closed my eyes trying to breathe deeply and relax. I was at this man's mercy, I just hoped he would enjoy himself enough to want more. That was my plan, please him, stay alive. It scared me that I was enjoying myself in the process. The rope felt sensual brushing my skin and then binding me so my legs, calf's connected to thighs, couldn't move an inch, he then bound my forearms together behind my back.
After what seemed like hours of poking and prodding, he lifted me into the air, suspending me from the metal ring. I was fully naked and exposed my tits hanging down and my chub bulging out from between the rope. I felt mortified but somehow honored that he had wanted to look at me in this way. He spread my legs and I felt a cool breeze on my privates as he inhaled... smelling me. "This is my first time, apologies if I'm not the best," he muttered before licking my slit. As if this was what he would be apologizing for. My body responded to his stimulation and wriggled in response to the addition of his finger touching my clit as his tongue plunged inside of me. By the time he stood up and slapped my ass, my pussy was shuddering and I was hoping for more. I leaned into it, I may as well please him as much as I can, was the thought process. He might let me go if I could befriend him, or at least go easy on me.
So when he said "spread your legs wide apart," I obliged. He then put one long finger into me. I moaned, wriggling in my suspension. "Fuck, it's warm I'm going to touch myself." He announced. He pulled off his pants and stroked his cock while exploring my insides with his finger. Then he removed his finger and started licking me again. I could tell he was inexperienced but in the state of arousal I was in it didn't matter, everything felt good.
He walked around me to stand in front of my face and slapped his penis on my cheek. "I'd make you suck it, but I'm not sure you wouldn't bite." He grabbed my chin and wiped the precum on his dick onto my lips. Finally, he decided he had teased me enough, spun me around on the rope, and plunged into my pussy. He came inside me in a single thrust.
"I think I might keep you around for a little while."
I was thrilled.
