NOTE:
Hello everyone, first of all I'd like to say that English is not my first language so excuse the grammar. This is also the very first story I have written in my life. I know it is not perfect, it is missing structure etc., but really I have never written anything, erotic or not, so please be kind.
And to WARN you this story talks about non-consent intercourse, rape if you wish so if these things disturb you, stop reading right here.
Constructive critique is welcome, if it can help me improve my next stories (if there will be any) and if you only want to mock, then go somewhere else.
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It was a usual boring workday for Lucy, ten hours to spend in the "tin", how she casually called her office, a passenger jet - Boeing 737. She was working as a flight attendant in a short haul company in Europe. First flight was to London, not her favorite, mostly due to operational reasons. Even though her crew were all friendly folks, she missed some eye candy, someone sexy that would make her day pass faster.
She wasn't disappointed... when boarding passengers in London for the flight back to Milan, her knees became wobbly as soon he entered the aircraft. Nearly two meters tall, he had to bend slightly forward not to hit his head at the entrance... He smirked at Lucy as she checked his boarding pass. His eyes were deep. So deep that she almost lost her breath. It seemed like he could read her mind. She blushed instantly.
This passenger was the embodiment of her fantasy, exactly how she imagined Sasha, the main character from her favorite story 'Hunted'. Strong and tall with tattoos and beard... simply VERY masculine. She has never felt so much attraction to anyone the same instant she'd meet him...
Lucy couldn't keep her eyes of him for the whole flight. She knew she would probably never see him again and wanted to keep his perfect features in memory for as long as she could.
After the flight, even though she knew she shouldn't and it was merely unprofessional, she was curious to know more about this stranger. She already knew his name from his boarding pass... A quick type in Google and there you go... A picture of a man with a big gun! It was definitely him!! Oh gosh, he was even closer to the fantasy of hers then she originally thought! She learned that his name was Juri and he served in Israel defense forces. In military service he had been with Special Operations unit, specializing in counter-terrorism and hostage rescue...
Definitely a man to at least fantasize about.
Finally her long day was over and she was slowly walking back to her car. It was about a kilometer of distance from the terminal and she was taking her time, trying to save her tired feet. When she was at the very far corner of the building, a dark range rover stopped by her side. Engine kept running, just the window rolled down. The driver, a handsome man in his thirties, was kindly asking for directions. He was a Scandinavian type, blonde with bright blue eyes, his only defect might have been the scar cutting through his left eyebrow. He apparently needed to get to a Palace hotel. Lucy leaned into the cars window and before she could start explaining the drive, the rear door opened and two men pushed her inside the car.
They tied her hands behind her back, blindfolded her with a dark fabric and whispered to her ear that she can try to scream, but it was useless as the car was soundproof. It would only annoy them and so they would have to put a gag in her mouth. She shuddered at the thought and nodded that she understood. She was too afraid to speak and the tears rolling from her eyes were sinking into the blindfold. After several long minutes of heavy silence in the car she asked silently: "where are you taking me?"
"Shhhhhsh!!" Was the only answer she got.
She eventually started to get her wits together and evaluate the situation. There were three men in the car, which was a dark SUV, but she couldn't make the model. She was trying to understand the direction they were driving but it was impossible as she was too upset to focus in the beginning of their drive...
With the silence she realized that she was absolutely unable to even estimate the duration of the journey when they stopped. She was ushered from the car and lead into a building.
As soon as they were in they threw her to the ground. She didn't expect that and nearly hit her face to the floor as her hands were still tied behind her back. The floor was harsh and a thought of her expensive tights flashed through her mind. She felt silly immediatelly, being in a life threatening situation and all she could think about were her broken stockings...
Then she heard a masculine voice: "Untie her."
When her hands were free she instinctively reached to the blindfold but then hesitated; 'if she had seen the kidnappers, she would be able to identify them later and therefore they will need to kill her...'
Her hands dropped along her body leaving the blindfold in its place.
The man who was obviously commanding the group chuckled: "yes, you can remove it now... even though I like it that you are waiting for my permission."
"No, please, it's okay... I haven't seen you... I... I won't tell anyone, I promise! Just let me go home!" A tear escaped the blindfold and started to roll down her cheek.
"I am afraid I can't do that just now. Why don't you tell me who do you work for instead?" He asked calmly.
Lucy was getting confused: "Ehm... I work for the airlines..." touching her uniform where the logo was embroidered.
"Hahahaha, I got it, good point. Now who do you really work for?!"
"I... I really don't know what you mean... I am a flight attendant..." she mumbled.
Slap! His hand hit her cheek which started to burn immediately, "Stop this bullshit!" he shouted at her.
At this point she started to sob and more tears were going down her face sliding over to her neck... She didn't understand why these men took her and now even hit her, they must have mistaken her for someone else.
After a moment he continued; "I will need you undressed now to check if you have any wire on you."
She stopped sobbing. In fact she stopped breathing and probably even her heart skipped a beat in the astonishment. "Pardon me? You need what?!"
"I believe you heard me well. You can start undressing yourself if you want to preserve the clothes. If you won't cooperate, I will help you with the task but I can guarantee I will rip your clothes of you."
Thoughts were rushing through her mind. They might not intend to kill her if they offer her to preserve the clothes, maybe she has a chance... but the idea of being naked in front of all the men... Suddenly she felt his breath on her ear, he was whispering to her: "What is your choice? Do you want me to rip it of? Cos I might really enjoy it..."
She stood there frozen while he was smelling her perfume alongside the hairline behind her ear and down her neck. She started to tremble and then said silently: "I will do it."
She was hesitant, wanted to gain some time and took the silk foulard off her neck first and let it drop to the floor. Her fingers travelled to the first button of her blouse, where they stopped. In some way it was a striptease and the heavy breathing of her audience just confirmed that they were enjoying this show very much.
Involuntarily she felt a wave of warmth between her legs. She realized that she was aroused and blushed shyly.
