[Part 2]
Kevin looked up to the sight of the strange woman fingering herself, although he didn’t quite get a good look of what she looked like; her pants were still pulled up. She pinched, tugged and flicked her clit, punishing herself as much as him at that point. Her moans echoed in the empty building.
“Holy shit this gets the gears going.” She looks over in almost bewilderment. “Too bad for you though, I’m not actually into men. Actually I’m not really into sex in general, masturbation is quite rare as it is. Maybe it’s just having power trips that turns me on? I’m not sure, I neve-” She stops as she soon realizes she’s rambling.
“How about this? Tell me what I want to know and I’ll stop torturing you. I might even let you live.” She chuckles at her dark joke. “I’ll let you have some relief if you tell me where the drop off point where the USB goes to. Think about it while I leave.”
Kevin wanted to get words out of his mouth the past few minutes but he was still dazed from the tightness of the ropes. He looked down to light bruises between the gaps of the rope. Every time he let his weight go down the rope would tighten around his wrists and ribs. This was torture. All he wanted was to pass out again but that seemed almost deadly now. Maybe is was. He concentrated on relaxing as much as possible while still standing up, closing his eyes and shifted his weight slightly to make himself more comfortable. This didn’t seem long to him, being dazed and exhausted made time odd for him.
About forty-five minutes passed and she was back, carrying a plastic bag and a bottle of wine with a single glass. “Do you like wine? I’m not really big into it, this bottle just happens to be super sweet and cheap. Oh crap maybe I should have loosened that on the way out. Oh well, you lived!” She mockingly laughs at him, not even giving him time to show his emotional reaction.
Well, on the way out I came to the realization, “What if this sick-o likes this?” She sits down on his old chair and the first item out of the bag is a single banana, which she begins to munch down on, “Right?” her mouth full as she questions. “Then I thought, that might not be so bad, ‘I mean he’s obviously into me’, is what I told myself!”
“So I got this for you!” She pulls out a plastic tube and throws it at him. Kevin squints and makes out the word, “Lube” scribed on the side, followed by small descriptive text, one of which words happened to be Aphrodisiac. “Well you’re right. I do enjoy this, although it’s a bit rough for my tastes.” He lightly coughs. “I pick up in LA, courier fly it to New York, drop off is at a mall by a fountain by a time I assume already passed. I don’t know how long I’ve been here.”
“Oh. I didn’t really think that through. Now I feel kind of bad.” She turns to one of her drones. “Return the suit home, I can’t be seen with it at this time, charge it up. Have it ready for tonight.” The drone zips away and docks into the suit on the back of the neck. It remotely leaves the building, neither Kevin or the mysterious girl sees where it goes. “He’ll be alright. Programmed it myself. Love it. Always wanted to be a super hero.”
She unties the rope. “I’m sorry about that, I feel I’ve done that all for nothing. No hard feelings though right?” “None.” He replies. She lets the ropes loose and they fall to his sides, she comes over and unwraps his bruised ribs, then works on his wrists. “Don’t I get a turn?” “I’m not into men. Sorry, love.” After she unties his wrists he throws all his weight down on her, desperately trying to tangle her in the ropes that had just binded him. “Stop! What the fuck?! I was letting you go!” Her vision blurred but she felt something cold hit her face. It smelled of chemicals. “Oh fuck.”
“You had me for a day, I’ll have you for one.” He binded her around a pillar face first, her glorious tits pushed up against the metal base. “You look great. Let me catch my breath, you had those tied tight.” He laughed while out of breath. “Don’t worry I’m not a rapist. I won’t molest you, or continue to touch you in ways you tell me to stop. Until you ask me to.”
“What do you mean, ‘Until you ask?'” A long silence followed by him in close proximity. “Smell this. I’m not sure if it works by smell or skin contact, but we’ll see.” He puts a glob onto his finger and smears it along her lips. “You’re gorgeous, you know that?”
“Where are you from?” “North, LA. Fine I’ll play the game, it’s all fair, but I should tell you it’s a be rapey to begin with, creep.” “I’m from a city around an hour and a half away. And please. You touched me without my permission for a long time. Consider it payback, plus my rope-work is not nearly as… deadly as yours.” She laughs, “You tie like a pussy.”
They both share a smile. His hand swiftly slaps across her ass. “That wasn’t really nice.” Normally, her first instinct was to tell him to stop. But that felt nice, she loved it. Is it working? Damn. Another slap hits, a little harder. Followed by a loud whimper. “I’m sorry, I’ll tone it down for you, Lady.” No words come form her. He sits down and enjoys the sight. “You look phenominal.” “Thank you.” “I’m almost enraged you aren’t attracted to men.” He teases. “But I’m a man of my word. You tell me what’s too much and it’s done.”
Time passes and he leaves, returns with some chocolate and water. “I’m quite hungry, you didn’t feed me. Jerk. How about you?” “Starving and parched, I think you should let me go.” “Just say the words.” Followed by the only sound of a chocolate bar opening. “You know they say chocolate is an aphrodisiac? I’m really trying here. Just like you, I’m super thirsty.” “I’m not submitting.” “Not yet.”
He takes a bite then offers to her. Same happens with the water. His hand rubs her back as he holds the bottle for her. “Power does feel nice, no wonder you got so turned on. I’m actually throbbing hard right now. This might actually be more torture for me than it is you.” He can barely finish his sentence before he starts laughing. “I’m going to apply some more lube. Do you consent?” “It hasn’t done anything yet so go ahead. It cost like Four dollars, it’s most likely not going to work.” She scoffs.
He undoes her zipper and before she knows it her pants and panties are around her ankles, before a sentence of protest is allowed to leave her lips his fingers, laced with lube are inside her. “You’re still fairly wet from earlier. You feel great! Are you a virgin? I won’t go too deep.” Her hymen was clearly not intact but she was very tight. He withdrawn his hand and takes a lick. “Wow you taste great.” He looks deeply at her. “Are you enjoying the game? I am. We’re going to need more of this. I’ll be back, thankfully it’s only Four dollars. That means we have a lot of playtime to do.”
As he walks away her juices start to flood, her knees get weak and she collapses. “No…” creeps from her lips as her own body betrays her. She wants it now. She grinds her teeth together in fear, not knowing whether to give in or keep fighting. [End Part 2]
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/4rr949/digital_fugitive_mfmindbreak_tease