*Note: This story contains kidnapping, rape, sex slavery/trafficking, and other topics that may be triggering to some. Read at your own peril!*
He pulled out of me and clambered off the bed as he said, “I know you have very mixed feelings about what just happened. That’s okay. I hope that in time you come to understand.”
I laid there utterly still and wordless, my body still bound to the bed. I could practically imagine his sperm working its way up towards my egg and it made me sick. It also turned me on, though; I couldn’t deny that. While the idea of having kids terrified me, the process itself was unbelievably hot.
He released me and fetched a cup of water, bringing it to my lips. “Take a sip, pet. You need it.” I did as he asked and had to admit to myself that he was right.
“Thank you, Master.” I said, my head still spinning a bit as I sat up. “Could I go back to sleep now? Please, Master?”
He smiled at me and started walking to the door, “yes, you may. Thank you for asking! Have a good nap. Don’t forget, you can get anything you want from the phone. See you for dinner?” He didn’t let me answer and simply slipped out the door.
I slipped under the blankets and thought I would fall asleep immediately — I was utterly exhausted — but it didn’t happen. Instead, I tossed and turned and couldn’t turn off my brain. I had never been so conflicted in my life.
On one hand, this man had me kidnapped, he bought me, he slapped me, and he just raped me. On the other hand, he … he made me feel better than I’d ever felt before. He did those things because he wanted me and only me and that made me feel special. He hit me because I didn’t listen, which… I guess under the circumstances, that makes sense. I was disgusted by him, disgusted by myself, and utterly fucking horny.
I could only run through that thought cycle — disgust leading to arousal leading to disgust — so many times and eventually I fell asleep. When I awoke, my mouth was dry and the water on the side table was warm and stale. I used just enough to take the edge off and then stumbled over to the phone. I pressed the assistance button and it rang for only a moment before I heard Jamie’s voice. “Hi Amanda, what can I get for you?” She was cheerful and kind; I liked her a lot and wondered how she felt about helping a kidnapping victim and her kidnapper.
“Could I please have a Sprite with lots of ice and a straw? I’d also love a good loofah and some bath bombs, but no rush on that.” I felt embarrassed asking but Master told me I could ask for anything.
“Of course! I’ll be up in just a minute with your drink and I’ll send someone to get the other things.”
“Thank you so much, Jamie,” I said, a hint of guilt on my voice.
“No problem, that’s what we’re here for!” She responded and we both hung up. It couldn’t have even been 3 minutes when I heard a knock on the door, then saw her enter the room with my drink. “Here you go! I also brought up a little assortment of snacks — all vegan — just in case you get peckish before dinner. Eddy is going to get the loofah and bath bombs now; I wasn’t sure what exactly you’d like, so I just asked him to get you an assortment and you can pick your favorite. While he’s out, do you want me to have him pick up anything else? Food, entertainment, whatever you need.”
I stood near her for a moment before I say down at the table. “I … don’t know, honestly. What do you ask for when you can ask for anything?” I was so overwhelmed. I sipped my drink and munched on a bowl of assorted nuts and dried berries.
She smiled her soft smile at me and sat down across from me. “I know, honey. I know this is a lot. But you will come through this and I think you’re gonna be happy. I’m here to help however I can.” She placed her hand on mine and squeezed it gently.
“Can I ask you something?” I asked, feeling a bit silly as I did so.
“You just did, but feel free to ask me anything!”
“You seem so incredibly nice. Not to be rude, but how are you okay with this? He bought me.” I blushed as I asked this, fearing I’d offended her.
She took it in stride. “Because I know that he’s going to treat you well. It’s going to be rough, but I know how he feels about you and I know that even if you don’t end up being here forever, you’ll be well taken care of. It also doesn’t hurt that he’s paying me an absolute fortune.”
I sat and took this in for a moment, then asked, “how long have you worked for him?”
“Oh, nearly 10 years now. He can be an asshole, but he always apologizes and never makes the same mistake twice. Nobody is perfect, but he’s certainly the best boss I’ve ever had.” She beamed while she said this; either she was a great actress or she really did love her job and cared about him.
“Wow, that’s a long time. Do you have any advice for me?”
“Just keep an open mind and listen to him. Also, take more advantage of me and the rest of the staff. Want a different mattress, a game console, a bigger TV, a soda fountain? Just ask for it and I can promise you’ll get it.” My mind spun. Last week I was borrowing money to pay my phone bill and now…
“Thank you, Jamie. I’ll do some thinking on what I might want.”
She squeezed my hand again and stood up. “I’m only ever a phone call away. Don’t hesitate to reach out.” She went out the door and closed it softly, the electronic lock clicking back into place.
A short time later, I heard a knock on the door again and heard a man’s voice from the other side. “Hi miss, it’s Eddy. I have some things for you; may I come in?” I invited him in and he placed the huge assortment of bath products on the counter of the bathroom, then came out and waved to me. “Hi! I’m Eddy, I help around here mainly as a courier. I’ll probably see you a lot, so feel free to say hi any time. Now I have to run, but have a nice day!” He said this all so quickly I barely had time to nod and wave back at him.
Once he left, I went to the bathroom and drew myself a nice relaxing bath. I was happy to find that it had a heat pump to keep the water nice and warm for me and he had bought some great bath bombs. I sank into the water and sighed. If it weren’t for the fact that I was a slave and prisoner, this would be the perfect life.
I laid there and thought for a while. With a bath like this, I really needed to be able to read; I made a note to ask for a Kindle when I got out. But with the jets going and the warmth persisting, I couldn’t help but just be content. I hated that I could really learn to live with this. But god, I was sick of being in this room already. I could have everything I wanted, except basic freedom…
I laid there for some time before I scrubbed my body with my favorite of the loofahs. By the time I was done, I felt like a new person, inside and out. I might not be able to be free here, but that didn’t mean I had to be miserable. This could be a good life, but only if I leaned into it. If I was going to be his slave, his “pet”, I would be the best fucking pet to ever live.
I grabbed a razor I had found and set on the edge of the bath prior to getting in, and went to work removing every bit of my hair from the neck down. I wanted to be perfect for him; as perfect as he saw me already.
Once I was all done and ready to get out, I stood and dried off, then walked to the closet to pick out an outfit. I grinned as I had a devious thought and decided to put it into action.
A little while later, I heard him knock on the door and let himself in. “Dinner ti-” The sight of me actually cut him off mid-sentence! I was kneeling on the floor, facing the door, wearing nothing but a black onesie and plain white ankle socks. My hair was in pigtails and I knew my hard nipples were poking into the fabric. “What… You look amazing, pet.” I blushed hard. Evidently I looked as tasty as I had hoped.
“Thank you, Master.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/n0v9uo/the_club_part_4_kidnapping_slavery_rape_mf