In a dark room I sat naked in my chair fingering myself. Why wouldn't I? I had everything I could ever want waiting for me in my bed. Oh, what gorgeous boys they were. By law they were men now, all three finally being eighteen, but being virgins, they were yet to be men. That would soon change. I would make them men. I would make them
my
men. That was the keyword in this whole adventure. These boys I had lusted after for years now were mine. I had kidnapped them. There was no going back. I was going to keep them. Forever.
They were gorgeous laying there naked and bound. The sedative I gave them would keep them out for a few more hours. Once they woke training would begin. Until then I just watched them breath in and out. The moaning told me they were having dirty dreams. I hoped they were about me. When we only had about an hour left, I moved Jeremey and Jackie into the spare bedrooms. I would break Travis first.
He woke to find his head spinning. What a fucking hot dream. Being kidnapped and fucked by Ms. Fishel. God, why did he have to wake up in his own bed? Why couldn't it have lasted a little longer? Wait, this wasn't his bed. This wasn't his room. Where the fuck was, he? He tried to sit up only to find he had been stripped and bound. Trying to scream he found his mouth gagged by a cloth of some kind. Holy fuck! It hadn't been a dream!
"Hello there, Cutie."
He nearly jumped out of his skin twice over. First because he heard the voice that had been plaguing his masturbatory fantasies all through high school. Second because she was there now in the flesh and only the flesh. Her body was even more gorgeous than he could have ever expected. He began to cry out to her through his gag, but she gestured with her fingers to be quiet.
"You'll wake Jeremy and Jackie."
"Hm?"
"That's right. I took them too. You can see your little friends. If you work with me."
He looked at her confused.
"If you don't fight what's happening."
Ok, now he was getting scared.
"This is not a game. Not a kinky one-night stand. You are mine now and you will be mine forever."
His eyes widened and his breath quickened. This was too much. A fantasy was one thing. Simply that, a fantasy to visit but then safely leave. The permanence of what she said was too much for him. He felt terrified, tears forming in the corner of his eyes. She gently wiped them away.
"Hush now, I won't hurt you. I love you. You boys are the most important thing in the world to me. I have been dreaming of making love to you in this bed for such a long time."
Despite his fear he felt an erection form.
"See, that's not such a bad thing."
She gently stroked it. He moaned at her touch. She gently removed his gag. He ran his tongue over his dry mouth trying to regain some moisture before speaking.
"Please let us go."
"Baby we both know neither of us want that."
"Yes, I do."
She smiled at him like he was an ignorant child in need of correction.
"Why?"
"What do you mean?"
"What's out there for you to go back to?"
"My family, college, my freedom ..."
"All things you can live without."
"No, I can't."
"Wanna bet?"
"What?"
"A bet. A very simple one at that. At the end of the week I will offer to let you go."
"What's the catch?"
"I bet you that when that days comes you will decline my offer and choose to remain with me."
"But if I ask to leave, you'll let me leave?"
"I promise."
"What about the others?"
"They will get a week to choose for themselves after you."
