***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***
You have everything set up and you are prepared to execute the plan. You watch my boyfriend and roommate leave and know that I am now alone, likely still asleep. You parked your vehicle next to the park behind my house and went into my backyard. You find the hideaway key and enter the back door.
Excitement rushes through your veins. The thought of completely owning me, making every decision and rule for me, it’s what was going to make all of this time and effort worth it. If only I could see how much you have done to be this close to me. You know I’m happy with my life. I have a good job, a happy relationship, good friends and family. You don’t care though. You don’t care how I feel, my feelings and thoughts won’t matter once I’m in your grasp. I will be good for one purpose and that is pleasing you.
You enter my room and see me asleep. You stand over me, getting hard at the thought of my scared face when you wake me up. At first you were going to drug me and carry me but then realized that would catch too many eyes. Instead, you were going to threaten me to come with you, smiling, at knife point. I would be asked to sit in the passenger seat, of which the child locks were already in place and then you would drive out to a more secluded area where I would be better tied up and placed in the trunk.
You get in my bed and lay next to me, facing me with a knife in view. I begin to slowly open my eyes feeling the weight on the bed change and then jump and scream, instantly feeling your hand on my mouth and a knife to my throat. I am breathing so heavy, my heart is pounding, and I can’t slow my brain down as the adrenaline rushes in reaction to the situation I’m in. “Don’t make a sound and do what I say, and I won’t cut you. Shake your head yes if you understand.” I shake my head up and down. “Good” you say. You keep the knife to my throat and you move your hand from my mouth and down to my breasts. I whimper, inching back as you smile. “Get up and out something on. Then you’re going to walk with me like we are going for a walk and get in the passenger side of the car that I open the door for. If you move, speak, or breathe wrong, I will kill a kid in the park and it will be your fault they died. It’s just easier if you do what you’re told.” You slap me in the face “shake your head up and down if you understand.” I shake my head up and down, cradling my cheek with my hand. You push me off the bed “get going.”
Outside, we walk through the park. “Did you prefer the swings or the slide?” You ask. I look over at both, seeing that these are the only two places that kids are playing. I know what you’re doing, reminding me of what will happen if I disobey. I walk right next you silently, head down, deciding I can jump out of the car once we are away from the park. We get to your car and you open the passenger side for me, gesturing for me to get in. I hesitate and you turn to walk towards the park. You hear my door shut and you turn back towards your car, walking to the drivers side and getting in. You begin to drive away, beginning to exit the neighborhood. I know that I need to jump out here before you get going too fast. I take a deep breath and grab the door handle to open the door, but nothing happens. I press the unlock button over and over, retrying the door handle. “The child locks are on, there’s no point in you wearing yourself out. I’m going to be doing plenty of that.” I begin to cry, as we start to get farther away from the city.
We get out into more secluded area and you pull me out of the car. You stripped me naked, and forced me to burn my clothes telling me that I wouldn’t need clothes anymore. Then you tie my hands behind my back, legs together and then tie a rope to connect them, put a blindfold on me and throw me in the trunk. About an hour later, the car stops and you’re opening the trunk. You stand over me, laughing. I can’t see, but I can hear and smell. I think we are in a garage, but I’m pulled out of the trunk and taken outside I think. It gets warmer and brighter through the blindfold, then I hear a door open. The door sounds like metal, then I’m placed on a cement floor as I hear a beeping and a latch open. You put me over your shoulder and took me down what seemed like a stair case.
You take my blindfold off and I let my eyes adjust as I look at my surroundings. There are hot big titter women everywhere. Perfect women. I lift my head and see a flatscreen tv but on the screen is a women in a bukkake and piss porn scene. I can see a bed, bathroom, and small kitchen counter with simple cooking items all in a small area. I am so confused, what am I doing here. I snap out of my head and ask you exactly that. You respond “I wanted a human flesh light. You were perfect. I can degrade you and use you and you will eventually come to love it. I have a lot of rules for you, as well as daily expectations. Sometimes I’ll let you sleep in the bed, but you also have a cage that I will likely keep you in more often. You will be pissed on, cummed on and in. I will use your mouth as an ashtray. Breath play, water play, spitting, and slapping are all things that I enjoy very much, so you will too. I am going to use every hole, while I watch porn with hotter women. I may even share you with friends if I feel like it. If you do anything that hurts me, like biting or hitting or scratching, the punishment will be very severe. I wouldn’t test me. You no longer have a name. You will answer only to derogatory names, such as slut, cunt, pig, etc.. You will be expected to do your hair and make up everyday. I will likely mess it up, but you will clean it and then redo it, I expect you to always look good for me. Your collar, (you latch it to my neck and then I tire my feet but leave my hands behind my back) never comes off. It has been considered to fit with all of the equipment in here. You have access to everything but the exit. This room is reinforced my concrete and a 6-digit passcode. You will not be leaving anytime soon, so get used to what you are now. Be happy, you have a purpose.”
I lay there, shaking, my arms, back and legs sore and I take in everything you’re telling me unsure of how to react. As you finish, I notice your undoing your pants. I beg you not to do this, that if you drop me back off at home, I won’t say anything. “Too late” you reply and you pull my legs apart. I wiggle backwards trying to get away but getting stuck on my own arms. You put a finger in my pussy and pull out a set finger, my body betraying me and showing excited for this scary and fucked up situation. “I know you were the one.” You say. Then you fuck my pussy until you’re about to cum. You pull out and kneel over my face, cumming om me. I hate cum so I gag and cough, freaking out about it covering my eyes and mouth. You piss on me and leave me there tied and covered in your fluids, you’ll come back soon but you want to give me the chance to sit in this situation.
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