[FMMM] [non con] [nosex] the fall of Jimena part 2.

As the buzzing and beeping of her alarm got louder and more violent Jimena’s head woke from its dreamy state, she could still feel the wetness down there and had a quick flashback to the night before kissing Mr giggles as she did. She sombrely checked her phone. “Ahh good I’ve still got time to put the washing in and get ready for school” she walked down the stairs to the kitchen and poured a bowl of cereal, her dad never approved of the sugary teats she enjoyed but she liked the marshmallow charms and the fruity loops that her mum bought her. After her breakfast she grabbed the clothes in a hurry and threw them in the washer, it would be ok now no-one would be able to smell the accident from the night before, with that she went back to her room for a shower and to get ready.

Whilst in the shower she went through the day, English and Track and then “oh fuck the test!” She slowly went over the formulas in her head remembering all that she had studied that weekend as she washed herself down and dried her body. She wouldn’t take a shower after track today so she made sure to be as fresh as possible and take her deodorant with her in her bag. It was a crisp late October morning and the street lights were fighting with the sunrise to illuminate the sidewalk as she walked to school the same way she always did. She didn’t live far from her school and so it wasn’t really necessary to get the bus, besides she was happy for the exercise and time to think without the hustle and bustle there would be on it.

As she rounded the corner she noticed a van parked on the opposite side of the street she had never seen before, walking further down the road she passed it. On its side were graphics of pests, cockroaches, rats that kind of thing “eww” she shuddered to herself as she walked past. She could see a man in the passenger seat, grey hair about 50 wearing what looked like a jumpsuit just. As she passed it the man got out and headed to the back she threw a look over her shoulder interested to see what they were doing and to which house, she knew families along this road and had babysat for a few, it would be interesting to know if any had some sort of infestation. She looked but couldn’t see which house the man was going into and so turned back around and wandered though the gates and into school.

After a boring day, other than track, she walked back home. Her route on the way home was different, she always went to the smaller covered arcade near the school. There were a couple of thrift shops, a mom and pop diner and a real arcade, which she guessed is why it was called that, where she could play retro video games from the 80s. She had a quick look around the thrift shops, mainly looking for books or clothes but didn’t find anything she liked today and then walked across to the arcade. As she crossed the small park in the centre she noticed out of the corner of her eye the same van parked outside the diner, she scoured the interior looking for the man she saw this morning and then clocked him sat at a booth with another two men both looked younger. “I guess he’s the boss” she said to herself. They all looked sweaty and dirty from a days work and were chatting and laughing to each other as she walked closer to the arcade, as she walked in she felt as if she was being looked at and checking her reflection in the glass she saw that the older man was certainly looking at her as she hurried her step inside.

By the time she left the street lights had come on and so she decided to hurry her step home. It wasn’t far to her house from here and she cut though the little park, mainly used by dog walkers and older people to ‘powerwalk’ around. Everything felt silent maybe too silent and she began to powerwalk herself, just a little further and she would be just at the bottom of her road. She was still slightly nervous about the man that had watched her go into the arcade but shrugged it off as just an old pervert checking her out and that she had nothing to worry about. She finally made it to her door walked in and locked it behind her. “Hi it’s me” she said loudly both her parents answered her from different rooms of the house. Her mum in the living room probably still tying up loose ends at work before travelling there tomorrow. Her mum worked away Tuesdays until Saturday mornings as the commute was over 3 hours drive and the company had a house that she stayed in. Her dad would be in the kitchen making dinner as he always did, he worked too but mainly on a consultancy basis as he had been an engineer all his life and now only worked when he thought the project was interesting. This gave him free time to do what he wanted and kept the family accustomed to the disposable income they had become used to.

After dinner and a little bit of TV with her parents she went to do her homework and get ready for bed. She said goodbye to her mum saying that she would ring her tomorrow and asked if they could have pizza tomorrow to her dad. In the morning she got ready for school and did the same as she always did. Walked to school the same way, she again passed the van but didn’t see the creepy old man she saw the day before. The house that they were working on was clear now, they had began to erect a big tent on the house and so she knew it was termites. She left school and went to the arcade, she saw the van there again too and the men, she didn’t feel that the old man was watching her this time which was a relief and then she cut through the little park.

Friday came round and Jimena did the same as always but today she went into he diner as her dad had told her he wouldn’t be able to cook dinner as he would be away working until late. She sat in the diner and ordered a burger and fries, they were so good here very 1950s and she liked that she could have her burger rare here. She sat thinking what she was going to do when she got home if her dad was out as her pussy began to throb she knew she was getting wet. She got up and left the money for her bill and a nice tip for Cassandra the waitress and walked out her body now physically aching by now. As she cut through the park she had a feeling she was being followed and quickened her pace. She could definitely sense someone now and she began to run. The person behind her didn’t seem to do the same. Just as she was about to exit the park the van screeched infront of her, the side door swung open revealing a man in a halloween mask. She was stunned for a couple of seconds countless things running though her head and as she was about to scream at the top of her lungs a large, strong hand that smelt of chemicals and tobacco covered her mouth. Their other hand wrapped around her small frame and before she had the chance to fight she was inside.

Both men were wearing halloween masks and said nothing, the man who had grabbed her was now on top of her his full bodyweight crushing her little body his giant hand still covering her mouth as she was trying to scream but her attempts were useless with his hand pressed firmly against her. The other man came round and slipped a bag over her head, it had a funny odour and as it was tied into place she slowly felt the world go dead and slipped into unconsciousness. The men tied her hands and feet together as the van lurched from side to side they held her down as it turned corners sharply soon they were at their destination. The farm couldn’t have been more than ten minutes from the city, an old grain Fram that was now used for dairy farming. The van pulled into the open barn and stopped in the dim light. The driver got out and walked around to the side. He banged on the door and it opened, the two men now had their masks off and looked at the grey haired man Jimena had noticed looking at her at the beginning of the week. “Is she out” he asked in a low gravely tone. The man who had bundled Jimena in the van, punched her in the face through the bag “Seems like it George” “good, now get her downstairs and make sure she’s gagged. I don’t want her waking up and shouting this place to high heaven, there’s no-one for miles but she doesn’t know that” Pointing to the other man in the van George barked “Steven, get the rope and restraints were going to need them with this one. It won’t be long until she’s trained though, and what fun its going to be training this little angel”

Steve helped frank carry Jimena’s lifeless body to the basement although Frank being as strong as he was probably needed no help. They entered the room it was an average sized basement room, two overhead lights swung from the ceiling as the draft from the door pushed them into their dance. Inside the room was an old wooden table about six feet long and two feet wide, on each leg there were various metal loops fixed firmly to them. The table had other places to tie things to at the sides, underneath and on the top of it. There were marks in places from what? would be anyones guess. There were a few chairs and other tables too, one of the chairs was a grand wooden one that looked more like a throne than a chair. Rounding out the rest of the room on one wall there were more strong metal rings, some more were imbedded in the ceiling at various points although strangely one was placed almost directly above the chair. on the opposite side of the room to the table there was what could only be described as a hobby horse like those you see at the olympics however this one didn’t have any handles and it had sides with yet more metal loops in strategic places. There was a big sink in one corner and next to the entrance an antique wardrobe stood almost as tall as the room, three drawers where at the bottom and the front had a mirror that had seen better days. A few blankets were hanging at seemingly random points in the room next two them were curtain ties.

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