A Womans Place Ch 05

Hello! Final chapter at last. Thank you for all of the amazing comments and emails I've received about this story. Lots of people had very different ideas about where this fairy-tale should go and it seems it may have sparked some new fantasies for some readers. I've had people asking about lesbian couples being broken up, angry husbands taking revenge on their cheating wives, virgins sold to creepy old men, questions about female pets (really!), rogue gangs abducting and selling women to other countries, the most beautiful women being kept in a luxurious harem for the rich & famous and endless ideas for ways to induct slaves into the training facilities to name but a few. Whilst I would have loved to branch off into some of these areas, I thought it best to stick with Ellie and finish her story. I hope you agree and approve of the ending I have chosen for her.

If not, pick a fantasy and run with it!

Enjoy

MelloT

p.s. To the guy asking about female hamsters -- er...good luck!

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Ellie woke with a start as she heard footsteps approaching. Tied in this position there was no way she could turn to see who it was and even if she could, the blindfold that had been tied tightly over her eyes was still firmly in place.

"Drink Beautiful." whispered a voice in her ear. It was him -- the man who had bought her at auction. Ellie felt a straw being pushed past her lips and she sucked in the cool water without hesitation. The last time she had drunk something that was given to her by a man, it had been drugged but at this moment in time, she had nothing to lose. She guzzled it down and whined a bit when it was taken away. Ellie heard pills being taken out of their plastic strips and realised that he had just been to the chemist to collect the medicine the doctor had prescribed. She opened her mouth and accepted the tablets, eagerly washing them down with more water. The straw made a slurping noise as she reached the bottom of the glass and he took it away.

"What are you going to do with me now? Please can you take off this blindfold? I need to see you... to see where I am. I promise I won't try anything. Please?" her owner stroked her hair and planted a feather light kiss on her forehead as he stood up and left the room. Startled, Ellie could do nothing but lay there and wait for his return.

This time the wait wasn't long. A wonderful smell had wafted up the stairs making Ellie salivate. Her stomach rumbled loudly and she realised she hadn't eaten anything since the spaghetti at Ben's house on Sunday night. She wondered what time it was. Ellie guessed it was Monday evening but she couldn't be sure. The smell became stronger as he entered the room. Ellie heard the scrape of a chair being pulled up and the sounds of him sitting near her head. He loosened the lead so that she could raise her head slightly but not enough for her torso to leave the surface.

She heard cutlery scraping around a bowl and then he blew on it before touching it to her uninjured lip. It was some sort of stew and Ellie relished every bite. Her lip hurt but her hunger overrode the pain. It tasted wonderful and her owner kept it coming until Ellie couldn't eat another morsel. He helped her to drink some more water through the straw and then left her in total confusion while he tidied up downstairs. What sort of man buys a woman at auction, blindfolds her, ties her down and then treats her with such gentle kindness?

The painkillers were kicking in and Ellie began to feel just a little bit more human. All she needed now was a bubble bath, a glass of wine, some chocolate and...oh yeah... her freedom back. And Ben. She wanted him so much. More than anything. A single tear dripped from her nose and she sniffed pathetically. 'Get it together Ellie' she thought to herself. All this crying was doing her no good whatsoever. She needed to keep her wits about her and focus on her goal -- to get back to Ben.

Her new owner stomped up the stairs and Ellie steeled herself. He'd given her time to rest and now he was probably going to take what he'd paid for. She heard him lock the door behind him and dread flooded her system. Staying still and quiet, she tracked his sounds as he walked around the room finally coming to a stop next to her head. His knees cracked slightly as he crouched down beside her and stroked her hair. Ellie jumped when he whispered in her ear.

"There are two ways to make a woman your own Beautiful. You've already experienced far too much of one of them -- pain. Let's try using the other way..." Ellie shivered. She listened to him get up and walk around to the other side of her head. What was the other way? He must have bent down because she felt his whispered voice on her ear again. "...pleasure."

Ellie felt her hands being untied. The man positioned them so that they hung down on either side of the surface that Ellie rested on. She tried to move them but all feeling had been replaced by pins and needles. He wrapped one wrist in the same smooth, silky fabric that he'd used to tie her ankles and then strung it under the hard surface to her other wrist. It was far more comfortable like this but Ellie was still restrained.

Cool liquid was dribbled onto her back making Ellie gasp in shock. She was quickly warmed by his hands as he ran them over her and eased the moisture into her skin. He concentrated for a while on her aching shoulders and Ellie groaned with relief. Moving down, his hands soothed her back taking extra care around her grazes and cracked ribs. His fingers avoided her punished backside. Instead, they moved down to her calves and thighs which he massaged lovingly. Ellie couldn't help but relax as he lavished attention on her body. He was physically pushing out all of her rigidity and tension until she was just a pile of mush.

His hands crept to the insides of her legs and gradually worked their way up. Ellie held her breath. His finger grazed her labia and she jumped making a startled noise.

"N..no..." she moaned.

"Ssssshhhhh."

He touched her there again running his finger up and down her slit. There was a pause while he collected some more of the cooling liquid he'd been using and then his gifted hands returned to her pussy. Parting her lips, he began to explore. He moved her folds from side to side so that he could see her from every perspective. Then he followed the edges of her inner lips to the point where they met, the magic spot. He grazed his finger over it listening to Ellie's sharp intake and then repeated the move, pressing slightly harder with each pass.

"Oooo" the sound escaped Ellie before she could stop it. His fingers retreated and she suppressed her disappointed noises. Parting her inner lips again, he played with her smoothness examining how pink and inviting she looked. Then his fingers moved back some more and they located her entrance. Ellie didn't seem to have enough air and her lungs began to work overtime. His finger delved into her secret hole.

"So tight Beautiful." he whispered. She was wet too. Ellie knew it and hid her face in the soft fur. His finger plunged in and out of her, increasing in pace. He experimented with angles until...

"Oh God!" ...he hit her g-spot. Slipping another finger inside to join the first, he began to thrust vigorously into her. Ellie's back arched and she panted loudly.

"AAAARRRGGGHHH!" she screamed reaching orgasm and flooding his fingers with her juices. She collapsed back down and tried to regain her breath. Would he fuck her now?

"Ooohhhhh" his warm lips had closed around her inner labia and he was sucking them into his mouth. His tongue swished over them as he pulled away, stretching them gently until they popped out of his warm cave. They felt cold and abandoned without him but he began to lap at them with his tongue making her feel instantly better. His hot breath washed over her folds and she moaned with lust. Gathering her inner lips into his mouth again, he nibbled them tenderly without causing pain. Every hair on Ellie's body seemed to stand up when he did this and her fingers and toes curled up tightly. She was making noises she's never made before and her hips writhed all by themselves.

His tongue moved to her clit and he licked and sucked at it with a strong rhythm. Ellie didn't know whether she wanted to run away or stay forever -- her whole body became incredibly sensitive and she strained against her bonds as he pushed her to another climax.

"HHHUUUUHHHH!"

She was sweating. Her hair had plastered itself to her forehead and she felt dazed but completely satisfied.

Buuuzzzzzzzzz.

A quiet buzzing sound filled the room and Ellie momentarily wondered if a fly or bee had somehow gotten in. All thoughts of insects were soon driven from her mind however when the vibrator was pressed directly onto her hypersensitive clit.

"Oh God, no, stop, please, it's too much..." she gabbled but the vibrator remained in place. He wiggled it slightly as it vibrated ensuring that she would feel its effect all around her clit. Ellie had used vibrators before but none as powerful as this one. She struggled and strained in her bonds as her nervous system went into overdrive but there was no escape.

"NNUURRGGHHH!" she cried out as she peaked again. Unconsciousness pulled at her and Ellie would have happily gone with it but he had other things in mind.

"Don't fall asleep on me yet Beautiful." he whispered. Ellie could feel something hard and hot rubbing up and down her pussy. It pushed her folds away and pressed into the entrance of her oh so ready channel. Ellie whimpered but, despite herself, she pushed back. He penetrated her with control so that she could feel every millimetre.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God..." she chanted. He seemed to go on forever. When he had finally sunk his way completely into her, he held still, letting her get used to his size. He could feel her inner muscles contracting and releasing and he moaned with pleasure. Unable to hold back any more, he began to pull out and thrust back in. Ellie gasped with every plunge and he swept her hair out of her face, checking she was ok without stopping. She was getting close again -- her fingers were curling up and fanning out with every thrust and her back was arching. He picked up the pace ramming into her hard and forcing the breath out of her with every blow.

Ellie had never experienced anything like it. If she hadn't been tied down she would have either run for the hills or thrown herself upon him. He filled her so completely, scared her with his ferocity and thrilled her beyond anything she'd ever dreamt of before. Breathless with pure desire, Ellie sank her teeth into the fur beneath her and felt him slam into her one final time. They both tumbled over the edge simultaneously, their cries mixing together as he slumped over her back. He lay there panting with her for a few seconds before slipping out of her pussy and straightening himself up.

Ellie lay completely still. She didn't think she could move even if she'd wanted to. A comfortable, exhausted state of bliss had settled over her and she dallied between asleep and awake. She could hear him moving around. He might have even said something but Ellie wasn't there. As her breathing calmed, she sank deeper letting herself fall into the abyss.

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Softness. Ellie knew she was in a bed. Her head was on a pillow and she'd been covered with a warm duvet. The sheets smelt like they were freshly laundered and she couldn't sense anyone else in the bed with her. Lying curled on her side, she stretched out like a cat only to discover that her wrists were tied together, as were her ankles. She reached up and pulled the blindfold away at last. Pitch black. It must be the middle of the night.

She rolled onto her back, immediately regretting the action. Her backside made contact with the sheets and she winced, moving quickly onto her stomach. Without hesitation, Ellie began to gnaw at the silken ropes with her teeth. It was hard to know if she was pulling on the right strands but eventually, she felt something give and she wiggled her hands out of the bonds. It was easier to untie her ankles and they were free within seconds.

Was that the right thing to do? Would he be mad when he discovered she'd untied herself? He'd been really good to her so far (considering the situation) and the sex was, well, amazing! The best she'd ever had! Did she really want to piss him off at this point? Ellie shook her head as if to clear it. 'Stockholm Syndrome' she whispered to herself. She was being ridiculous -- of course she needed to fight. She resolved to make his life as hellish as possible until he either let her go back to Ben or she managed to escape. She had to focus on only one thing -- getting home to Ben and convincing him to take her back.

Feeling around in the dark, Ellie found a solid wall on one side and cold, metal bars on the other. She continued searching, mapping out her prison in her mind. She found another wall behind at the head of the bed and began to make her way to the other end. Running her hands over the soft duvet, they bumped into something small and soft. Ellie picked it up to move it thinking it was a cushion but the weight and shape was wrong. Her heart skipped a beat as she felt the object again. It had legs and arms, a soft head with glass eyes and two round little ears. Ellie pressed it to her nose and inhaled the very familiar childhood scent of Bear.

Her eyes filled with tears as she cuddled him and she giggled quietly.

Knowing what to do, she reached through the bars by the pillows and turned on the lamp that stood on the bedside cabinet. Sitting up gingerly, she scanned the room. Everything was where it should be except for the table which had been placed in the centre of the floor. On top of it, Ben had laid out the large sheepskin rug and still tied around two of its legs were some silk scarves. The cage door was wide open. Ellie swiftly got out of bed and crossed the room to the door.

It wouldn't budge -- looks like Ben had gotten around to fitting a lock on it. Ellie tried to look through the key hole but the key must have been in it on the other side because her view was obstructed. Racing to the bedside cabinet, she found a magazine and carefully removed its centre page. Then she rummaged through her makeup bag that Ben had brought in from their camping trip until she found her long, thin eye shadow brush. Next Ellie crouched down by the key hole and slipped the flat magazine page under the door. Using the end of her brush, Ellie held her breath and pushed the key out. She sighed with relief as she heard it clatter onto the paper below. Drawing the magazine page slowly back, she almost laughed out loud to see the key emerge in front of her.

Ellie quickly unlocked the door and tip toed down the stairs. The whole house was quiet. She couldn't even hear any cars on the road outside. There was no music coming from the neighbours and no-one was drunkenly singing their way home from the pub. Ellie guessed it was the early hours of the morning.

The door creaked as she pushed it open making Ellie jump and stand still for a moment. Nothing. Slinking through the door, Ellie crept forwards a few paces, straining her ears for any unusual noises. Reaching her destination, she leant forward and gently pulled back the covers before slipping into the bed behind Ben.

"Finally. What took you so long Houdini?" Ben mumbled sleepily.

"I'm sorry -- I got tied up." Ellie replied with a grin.

Ben turned over and gathered her into his arms gently.

"God I missed you. I was so worried."

"I know. I'm sorry. I was so stupid. I promise I'll never..."

"Ssssshhhhh -- it should be me apologising Beautiful. I did this all wrong, it's my fault. But now you're here and you're safe and you're mine." and then he was kissing her. A gentle but passionate kiss that made Ellie tingle all over. It stung her lip but she didn't care. She'd happily kiss this man forever.

12 MONTHS LATER

Ben was in love. He had never felt like this about any girl before. He could gaze at her sweet face for hours on end and he found it so difficult to keep his hands off of her.

"Don't Ben, you'll wake her." Ellie warned as she leant against the nursery door watching Ben stroke their daughter's fine baby hair.

"Ok. You're the boss Beautiful." he said, reluctantly walking away and closing the door softly behind them. "The tickets came through today. We're confirmed to leave next Wednesday."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Ellie asked.

"Absolutely. My two girls deserve to live in a free country, have any job they choose and have all the same rights that men do. Zoe will grow up strong, independent and clever like her Mum and she'll marry whoever she deems is worthy - as long as we think he's worthy too." joked Ben throwing an arm around Ellie's shoulders as they collapsed onto the sofa. Ellie let out a sigh of relief. She couldn't wait to leave.

The past year had been hell for her -- the only thing keeping her sane had been Ben. Her injuries eventually healed but the emotional scars were still with her. She'd often have nightmares about the roundup and auction men, refused to watch The News and hated leaving the house. She lived in constant fear that something might happen to Ben -- then where would they be? Sold on to someone else?

Here in Ben's arms she had found her sanctuary -- she could be herself and have every freedom she wished for within these walls but how wonderful it would be to be able to walk down the street without looking over her shoulder or feeling her blood boil as she witnessed other women being mistreated. No-one deserved that. Ellie wanted her old country back, where women had equal rights, equal opportunities and equal respect. She wanted that for herself. She wanted that for her daughter. Once they were abroad she could do something about it -- form some sort of resistance and start getting other women out. A million ideas buzzed through her mind as she thought of battle plan after battle plan. She wasn't going to take this lying down!

Ben watched the emotions and thoughts play out over Ellie's face. Small, angry furrows had appeared on her brow -- it was a look of fight and determination that he had gotten to know pretty well over the past 12 months. He leant down and kissed the scar on her top lip making her replace the frown with a smile. Her scar was his constant reminder of how close he had come to losing her, how stupid he had been to try and cage her and how he would never, ever let anyone hurt her again.

'Mine' Ben thought to himself.

Ellie looked into Ben's eyes and grinned at the possessive look he gave her.

'Mine' she thought to herself.