Evvie Wilson got out of her car and walked easily through the parking lot of the Mall. Evvie had few friends and it was customary for her to go on errands or shopping by herself. Her Daddy and her late husband had left her very well off financially, so she had no need to work. However since the death of her husband just over six months ago, she had spent her days just existing, it seemed. She felt as if she was just cruising, lost with no direction. She mulled over items in various shops, picking up a new short skirt and a couple of the briefest pairs of panties. She finished up and walked out to her car.
Unbeknownst to her, a man watched her carefully. He noticed that she met no one. Seemed almost to be wandering with no special purpose in mind. He also noticed how terribly attractive she was. At five two she was petite with rather large breasts for her size. Her waist was slim, her hips flared giving the illusion that her breasts were bigger than their 34C would indicate. Long luxuriously brown hair hung past her pert little butt. Her face was almost angelic; large brown eyes, with long lashes and a cute little nose sat above full pouty lips. There was an innocent air about her that was most appealing. Had he not known differently, the man would have guessed her to be much younger than her 25 years.
The rest of that day was uneventful for Evvie. She spent the rest of the day at home, puttzing around the house. She eventually went to bed and drifted off to sleep.
The man from the mall didn't pursue her home that day. He knew where she lived and he had preparations to make for the next day. Once he had his bag of goodies packed he settled in for the night and thought about what the morrow would bring.
The next morning, Evvie dressed in the new short skirt she'd purchased along with a pair of those skimpy panties. She wore a sleeveless tank top with a nice push up bra to accentuate her breasts. She was just going grocery shopping, but she wanted to wear her new clothes anyway. She walked out into the spring air to begin what would be the most intense day in her life.
As Evvie walked toward her car in the grocery store parking lot, she was not aware that she was being watched. In fact, she thought nothing unusual until she caught the flash of white out of the corner of her eye, just before a cloth was clamped over her mouth and nose. The man moved quickly to get her into the car. Picking up the spilled groceries, he jumped into the driver's side of her car and left the lot. If his timing was correct, he had taken his petite little captive during those few minutes when video surveillance was panning another section of the lot. He had planned it all to the split second. Fortunately Evvie had cooperated more than she knew since she picked just the right time to come out of the store.
The man drove straight to his house and into the garage. He knew that she had few friends and that the chances of her being missed by a visit or phone call was remote. Once in the privacy of the garage, he lifted the diminutive beauty into his arms and took her inside the house. He went at once to the basement and laid her unconscious form on the couch. And then he went to work preparing for her surprise when she woke up.
Evvie came slowly awake. She was confused and disoriented. And she had a slight headache. As she tried to move, she realized that her hands were tied over her head. She was in a basement from the look of things. And tied to a bed. She began to become coherent and looked around. The first thing that she realized after finding her hands tied, was that she was naked. Her ankles were tied to the footboard so she was spread eagled.
Evvie noticed a man standing by the door as she raised her head to get a better view of the room. When her eyes met his, he spoke to her very softly.
"Don't say a word. Keep your fucking mouth shut and I won't be forced to hurt you."
There was something about his cold eyes and the tone of his voice that sent a cold shiver down her body. She somehow knew that she should not talk. She nodded her head slightly and said nothing.
He walked over to her and looked down on her nakedness. She had never in her young life felt so naked or so vulnerable. She trembled as she felt his eyes travel over her body. Her tits were standing proud on her chest. Even though they were big they didn't sag to the side when she was on her back. They stood proud and firm, her nipples erect looking like a couple of rubber rivets on top of young mounds of delicious flesh.
She so wanted to ask him what he wanted with her, though she thought she knew exactly what he wanted. She was surprised at her body's reaction to this moment of fear and degradation. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was wet.
"I'm going to turn you into my slut whore, bitch." He whispered as he leaned in close to her ear. "You're going to do exactly what I tell you to do or you'll be severely punished. Do you understand me, slutpuppy?" he asked.
"Yes." Evvie replied in a small little voice.
He leaned in and licked her neck with the flat of his tongue, dragging it all the way up to her ear.
"Yes, what, slaveslut?" he hissed at her.
"Ye... ye...yes.... Sir." she whimpered.
He reached down and unsnapped the hooks holding her ankle cuffs to the footboard. Then repeated the process with her wrists. Grabbing her wrist, he pulled her to her feet and led her across the room. Evvie followed feeling like a little girl being taken to the principal's office. He proceeded to reattach her wrists to chains hanging down from the ceiling so that she was stretched with her hands above her head. He did not reattach her ankles. After stringing her up he walked across to a wall and selected a paddle. Evvie watched with detached curiosity. When he turned to face her, he held a paddle about two and a half feet long and about two inches wide. It was some flexible material covered with leather.
Standing in front of her, he reached down with one hand and squeezed her left breast. As his hand closed onto her breast, she whimpered with lust. His hand came loose and his thumb and forefinger caught her left nipple and pinched. She moaned softly. He repeated the process with the right breast and nipple.
Evvie continued to be amazed at her reaction to this degrading manhandling she was being subjected to. Her body was so hot. Her nipples hard and erect, her pussy literally leaking juices. When she thought about it, she became embarrassed by the desires coursing through her body. Her reactions were not lost on her captor.
Stepping back from her lovely form, the man swung the paddle and slapped it against the palm of one hand. A loud smack resounded in the quiet basement. Evvie jumped against her bonds. Before she could recover the man flicked his wrist and the paddle came upward and slapped the underside of her left tit. A fiery pain shot through the underside of her tit and she screamed loudly. The man waited a few seconds then flicked his wrist once more and the paddle snapped against the underside of her right tit. Evvie was shaking from the fear that was welling up inside her. She'd never been spanked as a child and she was beside herself with fear. Truth be known he wasn't hitting her that hard. But the combination of fear and unfamiliar desire had her in a complete turmoil. She scrunched her eyes shut and waited for the next blow. It was a long time coming. Then suddenly a white-hot pain erupted in her left nipple. Her scream burst from her mouth with an agonizing howl. As the pain subsided she sobbed quietly. Then she heard the swish of the paddle just before her right nipples was seared like her left had been. She howled again with the pain of the smack. As the pain subsided, Evvie became acutely aware of her own smell. She was so turned on that her pussy was gushing juices down her thighs. She couldn't believe this was happening.
The next snap of the paddle was across her left ass cheek. It stung hotly and she screamed again, although this time the scream was not quite as intense as it had been before. The man continued to rain slaps of the paddle across one cheek or the other for several minutes. He listened intently to the telltale screams coming from his young pretty victim. When the utterances from her became more lustful he would intensify the slap to her ass. When she was screaming more with pain, he ease off and bring her back letting her lust and desires take her over. She was completely unaware that she was being played like this. He continued to alternate his strokes from one cheek to the other, and then added the back of each thigh. After a while she was reduced to a whimpering wanton slut so hot and hungry for a man's cock that she would literally do anything she was told just as long as she knew she'd be fucked. He had her exactly where he wanted her.
He walked around and stood in front of her, looking down into her tear filled eyes. He cupped her chin in his hand and leaned in and kissed her hard and deep. She opened her mouth and moaned as his tongue found hers. She sucked at his mouth like a starving woman. He broke the kiss and stepped back.
