Stolen Bac to Slavery

I could hear him placing his hand on the doorknob, but not yet turning it. I had a small feeling that he was maybe as scared to see me as much as I was scared to see him. Then I remembered one crucial thing that brought chills down my spine. Alexander Fauxson feared no one.

The door opened painstakingly slow and I felt my body freeze in place when I heard him walk in. Alexander closed the door quietly behind him.

When Alexander finally came into view, the first thing I noticed was his light golden hair. It was longer and thicker than I remembered and who could forget those dark blue eyes. I was worried if I looked into them for long enough, I'd drown. Maybe that is what he wanted.

Alexander was handsome, there was no doubt about it. However, all I saw right now was the bastard that would take my freedom away...Again.

Alexander didn't look at me until he reached the end of my bed. Quickly, he took off his jacket and placed it on a chair beside the chest of drawers. When he finally chose to look at me with those drowning eyes, it felt like he was staring at me for hours. I didn't even realize I was holding my breath.

"Well aren't you a sight to behold Josie?" Alexander's words came out like melted butter. I noticed him undressing me with his eyes and instantly knew what that look meant. I began to struggle against the restraints that held me in place. This attempt just made him laugh.

"Easy tiger! Someone would think you're trying to get away from me!"

I had to breathe. I had to get my voice back, speak Josie speak! I just wanted to get away from him. I opened my mouth, but I couldn't say anything, not until Alexander leaned over the bed and began to caress my leg that was bound to the bedpost.

"Fuck off! Just leave me alone!" I tried to hold back tears.

Alexander kept his hand there, his face dropped slightly as if debating with himself whether he should comfort me or not. Soon enough though his smile returned, even into a grin a few seconds later.

"I think you've been left alone for far too long Josie. Which reminds me that you are getting fucking punished when we get back!"

"I-I'm not going back with you. You're fucking insane!" My attempt at arguing back sounded futile.

He furrowed his brows and stared at me.

"You belong to me Josie. Your body belongs to me. That means I call the shots on what happens to you. Or have you forgotten that aswell?"

I glared at him. I didn't belong to anyone, especially not Alexander! I was a free person. I just had to make him see that. We stared each other down for a while before he leaned further forward towards me.

"Maybe I have to remind you who belongs to who then."

Alexander leaned back up from the bed and walked out the room. What did he mean to remind me?!

I struggled harder, this did NOT sound good at all. My heart was hammering so much that I could barely hear what was going on around me. Alexander could return at any minute and I had to be free for when he did. I struggled as hard as I could but nothing would budge.

I bit back tears. Calm down Josie, this isn't the time for crying!

I could hear mumbling, no, not mumbling...I could hear a conversation happening. Maybe in the other room? The living room? Maybe it was the kitchen. Alexander must have been talking to Samuel. I tried quietening myself down. Slow my heart rate down so maybe I could hear what the two were saying. There was rustling around, oh god I hope Gibbles was okay. Alexander never liked animals.

I heard his footsteps coming back into the room much quicker, with no hesitation this time. Alexander returned and closed the door once more with a wicked look on his face.

There was something in his hands. He had scissors!

"I think it's time to remind my little slave who belongs to who! Let's take some layers off, shall we?"

I fought harder to free myself, almost screaming in frustration. Each time Alexander tried to touch me with the scissors, I tried to move out the way. Eventually, he looked annoyed at my attempts.

"Careful Josie, you don't want to get yourself cut. Let's get these pants off."

I had to stop this. "No! Get off Alex...please!"

Alexander didn't care, he started cutting from the bottom of my pants upwards. I could feel the cold edge of the scissors touching my skin as it travelled towards my thigh. When he was done with one side, he moved to start cutting the other. "Stop it! It's my body!" I cried for him to stop but he kept cutting and shredding the fabric until there was nothing left to cut.

He pulled the fabric out from under me, leaving me bare except for my orange panties. Alexander's grin returned when he got the full view. Alexander smiled at me before starting to kiss at my legs, his lips travelling upwards. I tried ignoring him but his mouth felt as though it was leaving a hot sensation behind.

"Just relax Josie. You are mine. Let me remind you of that."

I didn't want Alexander to remind me! I tried to kick him but it was no use. I ended up just jolting my leg around.

He growled at me and moved his face away from my legs.

"Don't make me spank you. behave yourself." Alexander said warningly at me. Would he really punish me after all this time? I didn't want to find out. Alexander threw the scissors onto the chair behind him before turning back to look at me. Soon returning with his kisses that journeyed up towards my thighs.

"Please, Alex...please don't do this." I tried to beg but it came out more like a whine.

Alexander smiled up at me, wicked as ever. "Are you afraid to admit you want this, Josie? I know you well enough to know when you're getting off on this." His kisses went to the inside of my thighs. The heat he was leaving behind was slowly beginning to rise in-between my legs.

I could feel Alexander's teeth begin to graze on my skin. Moving slowly closer towards my pussy.

"Look how wet you are getting for me!" He said with pride.

Was I really getting wet off this? I hadn't even bothered trying to be with anyone else besides Alexander. Could I really be feeling like this because of him? Even after all this time? No! That's impossible.

How could I feel turned on towards someone I tried to get away from? None of this made sense to me.

Alexander laid a kiss on my panties which brought me back from my thoughts. I tried shutting my legs on him, but it was no use, the restraints prevented this. Still, it erupted a tutting noise from Alexander and in consequence, his hand went up towards my bra. He quickly pulled my bra down releasing my D cup breasts. I was happy with how my breasts were, but at this moment I felt quite angered they were about to be used against me. I tried to move away.

"If you don't stop moving Josie, I'm going to have to punish you. Maybe I'll even let Samuel have a turn with you?" Alexander's tone went dark as he began once more with his cupping. His hand playing with my breasts whilst his other hand was stroking up and down my thigh.

This was torture. I didn't want him or Samuel to touch me. However given the choice, I'd rather pick the devil I knew. Alexander began licking me through my panties. I let out a cry and tried to squirm away from his hot tongue, it felt like a flamethrower was setting me ablaze with pleasure.

"You keep moving. Guess I'll go get Samuel," Alexander said after he had twisted my nipple sharply in punishment. I let out a small shriek and kept my body still. "Please don't get him! I-I'll stay still. I promise."

Once I stilled, Alexander released my nipple and began stroking it to soothe the sharp pain. He returned with his kisses through my panties, up towards my labia. I couldn't help but let out a small moan. Alexander stopped and looked at me. I could feel the burning heat radiate from my cheeks as I blushed in embarrassment. I can't believe I did that.

Alexander's grin could tell a thousand words. "I knew you missed me. Am I the only one that can make you feel this way?" I shook my head. I didn't want Alexander knowing he could make me feel this wet!

"Oh?" His eyebrow raised, and I could see I had just ignited his temper.

"Does Kyle from the pet store do this to you? Does he make your pussy wet?"

My head shot up to look at him and nearly drained of all colour. How did he know?

"I...How...When?" I stuttered like an idiot trying to figure out how he could possibly know about Kyle.

"Samuel and I had a very interesting conversation in the kitchen Josie. He tells me you were going on a date with this Kyle. How many dates have you been on with him?"

Oh Fuck, this wasn't good. I shook my head quickly. Alexander twisted my nipple once again and I let out another cry in pain. "Answer me Josie, and tell the truth. Or I swear to fucking Christ, I'll punish you and them him!"

"None! I promise! He only asked me today! Please don't hurt me."

"Has he touched you?"

I looked confused "What?"

He gave my pussy a small bite through my panties, an indication.

I shook my head again and Alexander further twisted my nipple. Ow, that will bruise later!

"Answer me Josie!"

"No! He hasn't!" My nipple was twisted further. Alexander's grip becoming harder on my nipple. I couldn't help but shriek.

"You know my name, Josie. I expect you to use it."

"No! He hasn't touched me there Alexander."

He still wouldn't release my nipple. I was scared he was going to tear it off!

"One last try Slave, before I get a cane to that sweet ass of yours."

My heart sunk when I realised what he wanted, Absolutely Not! I wasn't going to call him...that. He could cane me for all I like!

He had waited a moment before he shrugged "Very well then."

Shit! He wasn't playing. "Master! He hasn't touched me there...Master!"

Alexander calmed down then, almost instantly, even grinning somewhat.

"Good girl Josie, I knew you had it in you to remember!"

His hand left my breast and began to pull my panties down to my knees.

I don't know why I still waxed. He always preferred it and after I had gone, I was so use to it by then that I always waxed. It was just a coincidence that I had waxed a few days ago.

Alexander's attack with his mouth had started up again and I could feel his tongue begin to lick my pussy lips. "Ahhh," I moaned. I couldn't help it! I felt the hot pleasure building inside me. His tongue travelling higher and higher until it reached my clit. "Please!"

I can't believe that just came out my mouth! Shut UP Josie!

Alexander's tongue ran circles around my clit. The pleasure was rising, almost reaching the top before he suddenly stopped. I groaned in disappointment.

"Your body is my property to do what I want with. I decide if I want to give you pleasure Slave"

I grumbled and looked away. My body was beginning to ache for release that he just wasn't willing to give. Why couldn't he take "No" for an answer?! Then I heard it and my eyes shot back to him.

He was holding, Oh god! My vibrator! But how did he find that? Unless...

Alexander noticed my look of embarrassment and worries, and laughed. Teasing me.

"I told you, Samuel and I had a very interesting conversation - when he was looking through your belongings. I remember when I first used this on you actually. You were squirming so much, begging me to come. Do you think of me when you use this, Josie?"

"I've not touched that since I left."

Alexander leaned forwards towards me. His face only an inch away from mine before he began invading my mouth with his tongue. I could taste myself on him. I attempted pushing his tongue out and close my mouth, turning my head away.

He growled in my ear and grabbed me by the jaw with a vice grip, forcing me to look at him.

I glared at Alexander with the resentment that had built up since the moment I met him and prayed to god that looks could kill. His eyes were so intense as they glared back at me with a temper he was trying to control. It was too much, I tried to look away again but his fingers tightened around my jaw, squeezing my face.

Alexander suddenly pushed the vibrator onto my clit and I couldn't help but whimper at the sudden vibrations that ran through me. He turned up the vibrator to it's highest setting.

"This is something you're going to fucking learn Josie. I decide what happens to you!"

Alexander's voice changed when he said that, it was no longer the playful flirtations he always gave. There was now a seriousness and a dark depth to his tone that told me, he meant what he said.

The vibrations directly on my clit were beginning to burn. It wasn't like before, there was no build up nor passion or arousal involved. This pleasure was torture, he was going to force me to come to prove a point.

It felt like my body was being thrown up to cloud 9 and my mind was going wild trying to catch up. I was building up rapidly and there was no going down because he wouldn't let me go down.

"Fuck! Stop it Alexander! I don't want to come!" I bit my bottom lip to try and curb the pleasure that was electrocuting my clit, but it was no use.

"No, no no noooo!" Was all I could say before I felt my body jolt and jerk as my orgasm imploded inside me, making me shake violently against him. He held the vibrator still for a few seconds, which was agony because I was so sensitive. I let out a cry of pain and pleasure as they went to war with my body.

Soon, I felt the hot tears flood down my face and I wasn't sure whether they were because of him or my orgasm. What was worse, was that I wasn't sure if I loved or hated him right at that moment. At that moment I felt as though I was in a limbo trying to separate pain I had experienced and the pleasure that was still flooding through me.

I didn't even feel him take the vibrator off, nor did I feel him wiping away my tears with his hands. I could tell he was making soothing noises at me, was I sobbing loudly? I couldn't tell anymore.

It was like everything went on mute. Alexander was speaking to me, trying to calm me down but I heard nothing. It's weird when you look at a person and you can't hear what they say, it's kind of like looking at a different person. How could this handsome man who on the outside looked caring, be such a bastard?

I felt Alexander tapping his hand lightly on my cheek.

"Josie? Josie? Earth to fucking Josie!"

"I hate you." I said when I finally looked at him, half sobbing.

Instead of being angry with me, he simply smiled at me. The playful Alexander I knew was back in the room.

"Ah, there she is. My little slave has come back to me. As much as I want to play with you all night and I really...really do. It's best I let you get some rest."

Alexander put the vibrator on my nightstand and got up off my bed as if we were having a mild chit-chat and it was time to now sleep. What time was it anyway? I looked out the window and noticed it was dark out. I wondered how long we'd been in here. I turned back to look at him and he was already half way out the door. He popped his head out.

"Goodnight Josie, try to get some shut-eye. We have alot to talk about before we catch out flight tomorrow."

Wait what?! Before I could register what he said, he turned off my light and shut the door. Leaving me spread legged and covered in my own come.

I really fucking hated him right now and if he thought I was getting on a plane with him, he would be sadly mistaken.

To be Continued...