This story has bondage elements and depicts initial none consensual sex, if this is not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions, otherwise, I hope you enjoy it.
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Maria nervously looked out of her motel room window trying to hide behind the drawn curtain. She had had to go out to get some provisions 'But why hadn't I waited until it was dark?' she debated in her head. The last thing she had wanted to see while out was a TV behind the shop counter at the very same moment as her missing person picture had been shown just before footage of her distraught husband begging anyone for information to get in touch. That weasel would stoop to anything to get his way, she knew where the bodies were literally buried and she knew he wanted her silenced; this was what frightened her the most.
There was nothing for it, she would leave this motel when it got dark and head further south to find her next bolt hole. She was thankful that she had squirrelled away enough cash in preparation for making her break so that she would not appear on any electronic database but that didn't help with all the CCTV cameras everywhere. She had changed her hair colour twice and had done a half decent job of cutting her hair into a different style but she couldn't shake the feeling that she would need to get as far off the grid as she possibly could.
The first hour of her journey had seen her gripping the steering wheel with her knuckles white and she had slowly relaxed the more distance she put between her and the last town that she could have been seen in. At least heading in this direction meant that she was putting even more miles between her and that bastard of a husband and she was thanking herself for getting hold of a gun and more importantly a burner phone. She could access the internet for information without revealing where she was using her known phone that was probably still languishing in the drain, she had tossed in on the day that she had finally run.
She silently smiled to herself thinking how fraught her husband would be, pacing the room shouting at his minions to find her. While she was out here there was a very good chance that she would spill the beans on his illegal operation. He was so proud to play the big man, shooting his mouth off to her and his closest henchmen about the competitors who were now pushing up daisies because they had slighted him in some way or another. She hoped it would never come to it but little did he know that she had documented what she knew and had used a false name to store it away if she didn't renew the rent in a year's time, his secrets would get out there.
The journey had been long as she had purposely stuck to the speed limit not wanting to draw the attention of the cops, bent or trustworthy, she didn't want to find out. Just as the car seat was beginning to make her butt sore she caught sight out of the corner of her eye another motel tucked away off the main drag. Turning the car, she made a quick sweep of the area to ensure she could get hold of provisions while staying in the shadows and decided to stop, at least for a couple of nights. Her escape plan had worked well as she had spent a couple of days trawling local charity shops for clothing, an overcoat with a hood was the first thing she had found and it had proved priceless in the intervening weeks.
The old boy behind the desk didn't give her a second glance, he was far too interested in the soft-core movie playing on the small TV on his desk. As they weren't that busy, Maria was able to choose the room where she could see the best out of the big window. As was her habit, once parked up she switched the license plates on the car for one's she had taken off a car on a previous rest stop. The place wasn't exactly luxurious, these places were much of a muchness but at least it was better than her last bolt hole and it was only for a few days. Without getting undressed she collapsed on the bed and slept, safe in the knowledge that time was on her side for the moment.
Her next trip was to head west and hopefully find somewhere as comfortable as the last place. She marvelled at the stock now held at convenience stores. It used to be hair dyes were only accessible through drug stores only open in daylight hours but nowadays even the seediest truck stop seemed to stock them. Maybe, just maybe, her dream of finding a remote log cabin somewhere out of the way might be attainable.
All that came crashing down two days later when a man came knocking at her room door. She looked through the peephole but didn't recognise him so put the security chain on before opening the door. He flashed her a badge and asked, "I'm going door to door and wondered if you might help with my enquiries?"
A thousand and one thoughts rattled around in her head but she had one voice in there screaming 'Don't draw attention, get rid of him and stay under the radar.' She removed the chain and opened the door only to have the tall thick-set man immediately step over the threshold and grasp her upper arm. 'Oh shit, what have I done?' she asked herself as she looked into his cold dark eyes, the colour draining from her face.
"I'm so pleased to finally meet you; you've taken some finding" he growled through gritted teeth propelling her further into the room so he could close the door behind him.
"How?" was all she could manage.
He chuckled mirthlessly, "I saw a broadcast a couple of days ago as I stopped for a bite to eat and then saw you down the road buying food last night. I always remember a pretty face; you've changed hair colour but your facial features remain so it wasn't hard" He shrugged and then added "I sat and watched outside for a while and here I am. I suspect I'm about to get a bumper payday if the reward for information is anything to go by. What did you do run away or something?"
Maria tried struggling but his grip was too firm so she started to plead "Please I beg you, no if I go back, I'll end up dead."
