The man smiled back at young Kira as she agreed to stay with him. He leaned close to her bound body and ran his fingers through her hair stroking her, petting her, in a calming way, "Good girl," he said.
As Kira sat motionless on the bed the man slowly began to loosen the rope binding her, it only took a few moments and she was free from the coarse rope that has previously held her in place. Red marks dotted her in places where the rope had burned her creamy white skin. When all the ropes had been removed Kira still stayed in the same position, up on her hands and knees on the bed. She refused to move, something inside her demanding permission before she would do so.
The man tucked the rope away, back into the bedside drawer and again ran his fingers through Kira's hair, he was pleased she chose to stay in the position he put her in. She was already learning quickly. The man spoke gently, his hand on the small of Kira's back, "Lay down, baby doll." Instantly Kira followed direction, laying down on the bed for the man. She rolled so she could lie on her back, looking up at him, her nude body exposed to him. He knelt on the bed next to her. The man looked down at her, his smile matching hers, "It is late, you need to sleep."
Kira looked up at the man, her body still on fire from the orgasms he had given her. She constantly relived the feeling of his cum spraying into her like a fire hose and she reluctantly closed her eyes. The man took one last look at his captive and then leaned down to kiss her forehead, before climbing off the bed and slowly walking to the door. Kira's eyes were closed the entire time, but as he reached the door she spoke softly, barely loud enough for the man to hear, "Sleep with me?" she asked, almost begging.
The man couldn't help but smile, she truly was a pet worth keeping, he turned back to her and answered, "Not tonight baby doll, that is something you will need to earn." The man did not go into further details, instead he unlocked the door with the keypad, exited, and locked it again from the outside.
Without the man in the room Kira suddenly felt more alone than she ever had in her life. She felt a closeness to him that she couldn't explain, she just knew it was there. She knew by now her parents would be worried sick about her. She knew that her father had probably called the police to look for her, she knew they were probably looking for her this very moment. Despite all that, she laid there peacefully and contently in this stranger's bed. A stranger who had grabbed her in the park and had nearly stabbed her with a knife, a stranger who had nearly raped her right there in the bushes and shrubs but decided not to. This was a stranger who took her home and tied her to his bed and fucked her hard until he had given her the two strongest orgasms of her young life. Not to mention the fact that he had cum inside her, flooding her unprotected cunt with his sperm. Kira knew it was kidnapping, and even rape, but she still felt a connection to the man. She felt safe there, safer than she had ever felt before. With that safety, and only that safety on her mind, she drifted to a calm sleep.
Kira slept soundly, not stirring nor waking until around ten o'clock on Sunday morning when she felt the touch of the man's hand against her face, "Wake up baby doll."
Kira, like any young girl, didn't want to wake too early on a Sunday morning, especially after such a busy night, but she slowly opened her eyes to see the man before her. He was dressed in only a blue bathrobe, hanging long, nearly to his knees, it was open in the front and she could see that he was nude. She caught herself admiring his body for a moment before she whispered, "Good morning Sir."
The man smiled and leaned down kissing Kira gently on the lips, but pulling away before she could kiss back, "Good morning sweetheart," he said calmly, still gently stroking her cheek, "did you sleep well?"
Kira leaned into his touch subconsciously and felt her stomach flutter, "Mmmmmhmmm" she purred, liking the feeling of the soft blankets under her.
The man sat down on the bed next to her, and Kira smiled, propping herself up on one elbow so she would be closer to his eye level, he spoke calmly and firmly, his voice even, for this was the moment of truth. His future, her future, depended on this moment, "Baby, people are looking for you, they think something bad happened to you. Do you want me to take you home baby doll?" he asked his eyes staring into hers.
Kira's eyes widened at the question, she didn't know what she expected, but it wasn't that. There was a moment where it was as if time froze for the young girl, but her mind continued to race a mile a minute. Her common sense said to go home, to run home, to tell the police about the man who kidnapped her, raped her, and used her body so roughly, but then, there was another part of her, a part deep down, so deep that up until last night she didn't even know it existed. That part wanted to stay, wanted to see what happens next, wanted to feel the pleasure she felt last night and wanted to please the man with her. The two parts of Kira battled in her mind, trying to reach a decision, finally she did, "I want to stay with you Sir."
The man smiled wide and kissed Kira on the lips tenderly, a soft kiss, a gentle kiss, the way two lovers would kiss. "I was hoping you would say that baby," the man said, his fingers running through Kira's hair. He stood up and looked at her, "Get up and come downstairs, I have something for you." With that being said, the man exited the room and left Kira alone, going downstairs to wait for her.
