I come awake and slowly realize that the bed I am on is rocking gently. It is still dark and I am all alone when I sit up to look around. I am in the bedroom where the biker guy abducted me to from the booth. Suddenly I know what that rocking motion is; the motor home is driving somewhere! With me as an unwilling passenger! Flying off of the bed I rush to the door but it is still locked. I press my ear to the door but hear no noises from the other side. Stepping quietly I check out the windows and see that for some reason they will not open at all. Next I look through any of the drawers for something I can try picking the lock with. Discouraged I can't find anything, I am stuck here.
Sitting back on the bed I go over in my mind what happened with the tall dark jerk. How could I have responded to him like I did? I never felt that way with any of the many guys I have dated over the years, why a complete stranger? I pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs, rocking back and forth as tears spill from my eyes rapidly.
The morning sun is spilling in the windows by the time I hear the door being opened. In walks my kidnapper wearing a smile on his face! As if I am happy to see him or something.
"Let me go!" I demand haughtily from my perch on the bed, too terrified to stand and face him directly.
"I can't do that Angel. Since I took your virginity last night that means you belong to me now." He states confidently. I stare at him in complete shock and realize he actually believes it!
"I have a life you jerk! My family and friends will come looking for me and then you will go to prison for what you have done!" I exclaim as rage fuels me. "You only get to keep me if that is what I want too!" Flying off of the bed I get right in his face, my long red hair a tangled mess and black makeup causing circles under my sparkling hazel eyes. I pull my hand back to slap him across the face only to have him snatch my hand right before it makes contact with his cheek. He slams me up against him roughly as he twists my arm behind my back and growls down into my upturned face.
"I am not asking your permission Princess." His pale blue eyes calmly gaze down into mine. "I take what I want. The sooner you learn your place the better off you will be."
"I hate you!" I hiss at him furiously. "I will never come to you willingly without a fight or stop trying to get away from you."
"Put your claws in Kitten. We are stopping to get something to eat." He tells me softly. "A friend of mine owns this place so begging for help will only get you punished not rescued."
He releases me only to pull me over to the bed where he sits down and draws me facedown over his lap. I struggle to get away but all he has to do is hold me down with one hand and I am powerless. He lifts up my skirt over my waist and uses his free hand to spank me. He slaps his hand down so hard I instantly lose my breath and can only gasp for air for several seconds before I can scream. He spanks me five times before he gently rubs my sore cheeks and chuckles deeply.
"Are you going to behave Lexi?" He asks me as he suddenly spanks me again before I have a chance to answer.
"Yes!" I squeak through my torrent of tears.
"While we are in public you are my adoring girlfriend aren't you?" He asks as he spanks me yet again, a little harder this time.
"Yes!" I scream truthfully. "Please stop!"
He stops spanking me, pulls me to my feet and leads me over to a chest of drawers where he forces me to lean over it while he holds me there with one hand. I feel him squirt some cold liquid between my legs that dribbles between my pussy lips and then he pushes a round object up inside me regardless of my struggles. He lets me go and when I turn around he is smiling at me as he holds up a small square box that has a button on it. Pushing the button I suddenly feel a strong vibration coming from my pussy.
"Oh god!" I moan as I grab the dresser for support.
"I can embarrass you whenever I choose my bashful girl, so I suggest you do your best to please me." He informs me with a wicked smile. "Don't even think of removing it or I will really beat you, not that pleasant little spanking that made your juices flow all over my legs."
He turns off the vibrator and then leads me from the bedroom to the bathroom where he tells me to make myself presentable as he hands me my purse. Once I close the door behind me I eagerly search for my cell phone but of course he has taken it. Tears of hopelessness course down my cheeks as I brush through my long tangled hair and then French braid it expertly. Using a washcloth I first wash my face and then gently clean between my legs where I am sore from the rape. I find blood on my thighs from losing my virginity which just makes me want to cry more. The last thing I do is to redo my makeup and try to hide the evidence of my tears. When I exit the bathroom my 'new boyfriend' is waiting as well as two of his biker buddies. I can see the interest in their eyes as well and shudder; grateful it was only one of them that raped me. I have heard horror stories of girls being gang raped by a whole motorcycle club. Doing as he asks until an opportunity comes for me to escape is probably my best bet, at least for now.
"If I have to pretend to be your girlfriend I should probably know your name." I state disdainfully as I step up to my captor boldly. "Saying 'Hey You!' will be a little suspicious, don't you think?" He laughs down at me good naturedly.
