Brooke’s Last Decision Part 3 [25f] (slavery, abduction, TPE)

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Brooke’s Last Decision [25f] (part 2) (slavery, fantasy, abduction, TPE) from Erotica

Chapter 8: Coming to Terms

Brooke felt condemned as she was transported in a little cage in the back of the man’s van wearing only the t shirt and panties that she had been cuddling with her boyfriend in only an hour before. She didn’t really feel like you would expect a girl who was just snatched off the street to feel, violated, indignant thinking of any means of escape. Maybe that’s how her captor wanted her to act?

But the truth was, that while Brooke was terrified, mortified, and would have given anything to have avoided reaching out to strangers online, she felt in a strange way like justice was being served. She didn’t feel like a victim as much as a criminal who had just been sentenced to life after being convicted in a lengthy trial. She knew what to expect. With any luck this man probably wouldn’t kill her, most of the guys who were into this just wanted an unwilling sex slave. But at least most were jealous and cautious and likely wouldn’t share her. Many are just incels who want to turn “bang maid” slave, but ultimately wouldn’t seriously hurt her.

She wondered what her captor would be like. Brooke had only seen a glimpse of him but he was certainly old enough to be her father. She would most likely spend the rest of her miserable life sucking his cock, worshipping him, being punished in unimaginable ways, maybe being bred to produce his children. Brooke looked down at herself and pulled her panties back to look at pussy. It was absolutely bizarre to think that her little slit, which had only ever had a single man in it, was suddenly owned completely by this pervert for his use and pleasure.

Brooke thought briefly about escaping but knew deep down that it just wasn’t an option expecially if the man had planned this out, which he most certainly had. Besides, where would she go and could she really rebuild a life as a free person. Her captor had pretty much closed that door forever by making her confess on Facebook and to her fiance. The truth is that on a deep level, Brooke knew that she just couldn’t emotionally handle seeing her family again after that Facebook post and having to explain what she had done to them. That post was her crossing the Rubicon and there really was no way back. Brooke would just have to accept her fate.

Maybe she could learn to enjoy her new life, Brooke thought.

Chapter 9: Brutality Awaits

Just as Brooke was loosing herself in her emotions, the van comes to a stop. Her captor gets out of the driver’s door and opens the back of the van walks to Brookes cage and I locks it. Before Brooke can say anything he grabs her and violently pulls her out of the cage and onto the ground. They are alone, in the middle of a pasture on what looks to be remote wilderness ground.

“Don’t even think about saying a single word slave. I own you now and I am sure you have been coming to terms with that. Obviously your life as you knew it is completely over. You will never see your family or your stupid fiance again, you will never breathe another breath as a free person. You will DIE in my arms if I ever get bored of you, so don’t let that happen”

Brooke started crying and looked down in shock, still trying to find to terms with her fate.

“Look me in the eye cunt” the man says as he fixes a leash to Brookes metal collar. “I want you to strip out of your remaining clothing completely, when you do, know that this may be the last clothing you ever wear in your life, savor the feeling cunt. Your are going to love the rest of your life naked as the day you were born…”

Brooke saw the man recording him as she reluctantly complied. First her shirt came off revealing her small perky boobs, her nipples could cut sheet metal at this point. Then her panties came off slowly and went to the ground. The man grabbed Brookes clothing and threw them into an old camp trash can.

“Won’t be needing these cunt”. The man then took an evil grin. “Well Brooke, it’s about 7 a.m. time for you to relieve yourself.”

Brooke was a little confused. All of a sudden she felt sn enormous shock cording through her neck that was unlike any pain she had ever felt before.

“Did I stutter slave? Squat down right now and take your morning shit and piss.” The man grabbed Brooke by the neck and ordered her to squat and piss. At first it was hard to get any out, Brooke was humiliated and scared, then he ordered her to go to number two , on camera while crying. The whole ordeal took Brooke at least ten minutes, her captor seemed to enjoy every second of it. When she was done, he whipped her and cleaned her up before chucking her back into her cage and throwing a small device on her.

“Okay Brooke, we have 4 more hours until you arrive at your new forever home. That is a fully charged vibrator. Rub it against your naked clit for me. Your collar records your orgasms. Your minimum is 7. Think about your situation and please be vocal. Ohh, by the way, I think we met online about 6 years ago, you told me your name was Alyssa. You can think about that ! ”

With that Brooke’s hear sank even lower. She knew who the man was. It was someone else she had talked to in college when she was just 18. She thought nothing would ever come of it. And with that, Brooke suddenly knew exactly what to expect in detail when she arrived. She shuddered, picked up the vibrator and went to work on meeting her quota.

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