Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Facade
Title: In Servitutem Redigo
Part: Chapter 2
Summary: A family is taken by a man they don't even know.  The wife and
husband must appease him in order to protect their daughter.
Keywords: MF, nc, reluc, cuckold, Mdom, humil, oral, rim, anal, creampie

   In Servitutem Redigo

   Chapter 2 It was the second day they had been in the cell.  It hadn't
gotten any easier for Katherine or Mark.  The trauma of being kidnapped, of
not knowing anything about their daughter, of Katherine's rape...these all
weighed heavily on them.  True to his word, Travis had ensured they were
fed and groomed but he hadn't stopped by for anything more than that since
that first encounter with him.  The couple hadn't talked about that yet.

   Mark and Katherine each sat on their respective cots.  Mark reclining
against the wall, Katherine with her knees tucked under her chin.  No one
had said a word for hours.  Finally, Katherine barely eeked out,
"Mark...I'm sorry,".

   Mark just sat there for a while.  Then he looked at her, pity in his
eyes, and said, "No.  I'm sorry.  You had no choice.  You really didn't.  I
should have done something.  I should have been able to do something.  But
I didn't," Tears started to form in his eyes as he looked at his wife, as
he saw how she was killing herself inside over what had been done to her.
To him though, it wasn't her fault, it was his.  The fact that she blamed
herself was just another consequence of his failure to protect her.

   "You couldn't have done anything either.  You were chained to a wall for
Christs sake...but that's not what I meant.  I'm not apologizing for
letting him rape me.  I did that for Heather, and if it protects her then I
can find a way to live with that choice.  I meant...I meant I was sorry
for...you know...".  Katherine's voice trailed off, shame dripping off the
final syllable as it dangled in the air between them.

   Mark knew exactly what she meant.  She was sorry for cumming.  For
moaning in pleasure as that man fucked her right in front of him.  For
acting like an animal in heat and throwing her respect for him under the
bus.

   No, he told himself.  That's just your emotions talking.  You know there
was nothing she could do about that.  It wasn't any more in her control
than anything else.  "Don't be," he said, "That happens sometimes, I heard,
to people who get raped.  It doesn't mean you liked it.  Its just nerves
firing.  Yhat's it."

   Katherine began crying openly now and through her sobs she managed to
tell Mark, "No, even if that's true, I betrayed you.  I...I did it right in
front of you.  I made you watch that.  How much worse of a wife can I be?
How much lower could I possibly sink than that?".

   Mark's heart broke as he watched the love of his life begin to crumble
before his eyes.  He stood up off his cot, walked across the room, and for
the first time since they were kidnapped he touched his wife.  He sat down
next to her and put his arm around her, pulling her into him.  She melted
against his chest and her sobbing grew worse.

   "You're wrong, Katherine.  You're wrong.  You didn't betray me.  Nothing
that has happened here is your fault.  Nothing.  I love you Katherine. 
More than anybody or anything and no one can change that, especially not
this...this monster.  Stop doing this to yourself.  You have me, always. 
I'm here." Mark squeezed her against him and her sobbing began to ebb as
she got herself under control.

   "I don't deserve you.  I don't know how you're keeping it together for
me.  You have very right to hate me, but you don't," Katherine said back,
her head buried against Mark's chest.  "I love you too.  No matter what
happens.  No matter what else he does to me or makes me do.  I love you
Mark."

   Mark looked down at his wife, and she looked back up at him.  He leaned
in, closing his eyes, to kiss her, to let her know that he loved her.  As
their lips were about to connect, Katherine shot away.  In a heartbeat she
was disentangled from him and on the other side of the cot.  Mark looked at
her hurt wondering why she would do that.

   Seeing the way he was looking at her, she sheepishly replied,
"What...what he said about...us...you know...I don't know if kissing counts
and...he'll hurt Heather, Mark.  He'll hurt her like...like he hurt me.  I
can't risk that.  She's my baby girl, I can't risk it,".

   Mark was furious.  His wife wouldn't kiss him because the monster that
raped her had told her not to?  She was more loyal to him than she was to
her own husband?  But Mark saw through the red, saw the truth of it.  Sure,
it would be nice to kiss her now, but if Heather got hurt for something he
could so easily go without he would never forgive himself.  "You're right.
Of course you are, its not worth it.  Heather has to be our number one
priority,".

   "I'm sorry Mark, I didn't mean to..."

   "I said you were right.  Let's just drop it,".

   * * * *

   Travis opened the door to the small complex where he was keeping the
Harpers and started down the stairs that led underground.  The entire thing
was built beneath his property, mostly out of concrete.  The property
itself was heavily wooded, hiding any goings on from any prying eyes. 
Travis had come into a significant windfall a few years ago.  Very
significant.  Some of it he invested back into the market.  Other parts of
it he used to buy toys for himself, like a new car.  A great deal of it
though had gone to making this.  He hadn't known exactly who or what would
be kept in it when he'd decided to have it built but he'd known that one
day he would.

   Officially the structure had been built as a bunker for surviving
nuclear fallout.  It had built in air circulation and filtration, a water
heater, plumbing, electricity, and a number of other such features.  The
door to get in was set flat in the ground and lifted up to reveal the
staircase.  Twenty or so feet down the staircase arrived at another door.
This one, like the cell doors inside, was magnetically locked.  A password
on a computer terminal located on either side of the main door allowed you
to choose which doors in the complex were unlocked.

   Inside the door there was a single hallway which extended roughly
fifteen feet down.  To the left was a door which led to Mark and Katherine.
To the right was the door that led to Heather's room.  At the end of the
hallway was a special room built in two parts.  The first had a lot of open
space and nothing much in it.  The second space was separated from the
first by a locking door and a pane of electrically tinted glass.  You could
control if the glass was transparent from one way or two ways by changing
the charge of the glass.

   Travis took a moment to admire what he had and that he had managed to
find a worthy group of people to put in it.  Breaking away from his self
indulgence he shut the door behind him then entered the pass code to open
Heather's door.  He walked down the hall, turned right at her door, and
entered her room.

   Travis hadn't lied to her parents.  Her room was significantly better
than theirs.  It had a bed with a mattress, sheets, and a comforter, all of
which were some shade of blue or another.  The walls weren't plain
concrete, they were covered with a light blue wallpaper with a zig-zag
pattern in off white.  Her room was equipped with a television, a deck of
cards, a number of board games, and a laptop which while it didn't have
internet access did have some programs loaded onto it.  She even had access
to a light switch for the room.

   When Travis came in Heather was watching TV.  She turned it off though
when she heard the door open and turned to watch Travis.  This was her
second day here, and not counting food drop offs this was the third time he
had visited her.  It was important to him that she trust him, that she not
view him as an enemy.

   "Hey Heather, what are you up to?" he asked her.

   "I was watching TV,".  Her answer was succinct, which worried Travis a
little.

   "Is there anything good on TV these days?  There are so many channels
there has to be right?" It was weak, but its what he had.

   "I guess." Not much better.

   "Look, Heather, I'm sorry I have to keep you in here.  Its for your own
good."

   "You kidnapped me.  You haven't hurt me, but that doesn't mean too much
when you've already kidnapped me.  I don't care what you say."

   "You're mom will be here soon and she'll explain to you that this is
what she wants for you."

   "I'll believe it when it happens."

   Travis just sighed, and said "Well ok then.  If you need anything just
let me know." She didn't even reply to that, just stared at him. 
Eventually he gave up, walked into the hall, and closed the door.  She
didn't like him, that much was clear, but she wasn't violent so it could be
worse he supposed.  She was cooperative and that was good enough for now.
Once she and her mother talked once more he expected Heather and his
relationship to improve significantly.

   * * * *

   Katherine and Mark were in another one of their extended silent periods
when Travis finally paid them a visit.  They knew it wasn't a meal time, so
neither could think of a good reason for him to come into their cell.

   "How was your meal?" Travis asked them.

   When no one replied, Travis's face darkened until Katherine finally
pitched up.  "It was fine." she said, with no inflection at all.

   "Well fine isn't exactly a rave revue.  Is there something in particular
you guys would prefer?"

   Again, silence, but Katherine was faster to reply this time.  "Can't say
there is."

   "If you get a craving for something you just let me know and I'll fix it
right up."

   "Thank you." Katherine said, this time with little delay at all.

   Both Mark and Katherine were refusing to look Travis in the eye.  "So
Mark, you've been doing just fine these past few days without being
handcuffed to the cot.  Can I get your word that you will continue to
behave?"

   Mark glared back at Travis, and Travis waited.  "Yes." Mark finally
replied, with hardly concealed wrath.

   "I'm going to hold you to that, Mark." Travis said, with a tone which
made it absolutely clear he was being deathly serious.  A brief pause
passed between the three of them.  "Right then, Katy...do you mind if I
call you Katy?" He didn't wait for a response.  "Why don't you kneel in
front of your cot right there."

   With downcast eyes Katherine moved to obey and moved to kneel down
facing her cot.  Travis moved to sit down on her cot right in front of her.
Mark began to tense up but a knowing look from Travis got Mark to remain
calm.  Travis unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, revealing his
flaccid penis.

   This time Travis didn't even say anything.  He just looked at Katherine
and she knew there would be no arguing.  She took his cock into her mouth
and began running circles around his head with her tongue.  Katherine let
the cock stiffen in her mouth and as it grew harder she started bobbing her
head up and down.  Soon Travis was moaning as Katherine began sucking his
dick with more vigor.

   "Take your clothes off." Travis ordered.  Mark sat back and watched as
his wife stripped down until she was completely naked, then kneeled back in
front of Travis and began sucking his dick once again.

   Travis resumed moaning as Mark's wife took Travis's dick deep down her
throat.  One hand went behind her head and grabbed hold of her hair so that
he could force her head down further onto his cock.  The other hand reached
out to begin squeezing one of her tits.  He'd swirl his finger around the
nipple, then grab the whole thing in his palm and knead it, before going
back to teasing.  Katherine began responding to this, using her tongue more
energetically.  Taking breaks from deep throating she would lick his dick
from the base up to the tip, lap at it a handful of times, then once again
take it into her mouth.

   Then, when Katherine's head came up off his dick, Travis pushed her head
down further.  Getting the hint, Katherine took one of Travis's balls into
her mouth and began to gently suck on it, running her tongue over his sack.
She switched to the other ball and ran her tongue over that one as well. 
She kept this up for a little, using a hand to stroke Travis as she sucked
on his nuts.

   "That feels great Katy...but its not actually what I meant." He then
pushed her head farther down.  Katherine hesitated, unsure if she had
correctly guessed what Travis wanted her to do.  "That's right." he told
her, understanding her reluctance.  "Do it Katy."

   Katherine took a moment to remind herself to swallow her pride then
extended her tongue and began flicking it across Travis's anus.  Travis
moaned and placed her hand back on his dick.  Taking the not so subtle hint
she began stroking him again while she ate him out.  "Oh God this feels
great.", Travis moaned.  "Do you know what your wife is doing to me Mark?
Katy, why don't you tell Mark what you're doing to me."

   Katherine stopped sucking Travis's ass for a moment and lifted her head
up.  She turned to Mark and, without any emotion told her husband "I'm
licking his asshole Mark.  I'm licking his asshole while I jerk him off."

   "And what are you going to do when I'm ready to cum Katy?  Tell your
husband what you're going to do then."

   "I'm going to swallow his cum down my throat."

   "That's right.  Now keep going." Mark watched as Katherine once again
put her face between Travis's ass cheeks and began licking his ass.  Travis
began instructing her and she began improving.  She would run her tongue in
circles around his asshole for a while.  Then, she would start then start
pushing it in and out.  After a while she would wait a while to take her
tongue back out and just wiggle it around inside him.  After all that she
went back to basics and started to once again flick her tongue up and down
over the hole.  The entire time she was slaving over Travis's asshole she
continued jerking him off.

   Finally, Travis pushed her head back and said "You know, I actually
don't think I want to finish down your throat.  Why don't you come sit on
my lap Katy." Katherine did as he asked and hopped up on Travis's lap. 
"I'm interested in what you guys were like before you met me.  You guys
ever do something like what Katy just did to me?"

   "No." Mark said, not even trying to conceal how much he hated Travis for
degrading his wife like that.

   "What about anal?  You guys ever do anal?" As Travis asked the question
his hand snaked between Katherine's thighs and began rubbing up and down
her slit.  He spread her legs open to give her husband a good view of his
wife being finger banged.

   There was a pause, and then Mark once again said "No,".

   "Well why not?  Surely you asked her for anal right Mark?  That's
something you wanted to do I'm sure." Travis began pushing one finger, then
two, into Katherine.  He slowly started working them in and out as he
rubbed her clit with his lower palm.

   "She didn't want to, so we didn't."

   "Ah, but you did ask her for it then.  You did want to butt fuck her
didn't you." Travis asked once more.

   Mark just stared at Travis, but when it became clear that the question
wasn't supposed to be rhetorical Mark grunted out, "Yes".

   "Why wouldn't you let him fuck you in the ass Katy?  That man is your
husband." Travis had continued his attention to her clit and was working
her up quite a bit.  He slipped a third finger into her pussy, which had
gone from moist to wet.  He then started curving the fingers inwards as he
pushed them in and out of her.

   Katherine was growing flustered and her breathing was becoming heavier.
It took her a moment to respond; when she did she simply said "Because
that's where I shit from.  That's disgusting."

   "Oh yeah?" Travis asked her.  "Well, Katy, there are a lot of girls that
love anal.  I think you should try it.  I think if you opened yourself up
to it you'd be pleasantly surprised." Now Travis ran his finger down lower
and started rubbing it around her asshole, just applying some pressure to
it with his index finger.  "I mean, you sucked my asshole.  I feel like I
owe yours a little something." Travis held his finger up to Katherine's
mouth.  She looked down at it, then slowly leaned her head forward and took
it into her mouth.  Sucking it, she ran her tongue around Travis's finger
before he took it back with a small plopping sound.  Using her spit to
smooth the process Travis slipped the finger inside of her asshole and
begin working it in and out.  With his other hand he reached up and grabbed
one of her breasts.

   He continued giving her this attention for a minute more before he spoke
up, "Get off my lap and bend over." Katherine obeyed.  Travis reached into
his pants pocket and pulled out a small tube of lube.  He rubbed the lube
around her ass and got some inside using his fingers, then repositioned her
so that she has looking directly at Mark.  Slowly, Travis began to push his
dick inside of her asshole.

   He savored the feeling of resistance that came with the initial attempt.
The feeling when the head of his cock first punched through was like velvet
and he had to just savor it before he kept pushing in.  There were a few
times when her cries of pain forced him to stop and let her adjust to
having his girth inside of her but he never took himself out.  Little by
little she took him into her ass.

   When Travis was all the way inside of her he started pumping in and out.
He started off slow but quickly began to gain speed.  "Tell your husband
where I am Katy.  Tell your husband what we're doing."

   Looking Mark in the eye Katherine said to him, "He's fucking my ass
Mark. He's butt fucking me."

   "That's right Mark.  I'm butt fucking your wife.  The hole you never
got, I'm fucking right now.  And god is it tight."

   By now Travis was going faster in and out of Katherine's ass.  He was
starting to really pound her.  His balls were slapping against her pussy as
he shoved in and out of her tight hole and her ass cheeks jiggled as he
forced his way in and out of them.

   Travis pulled out of her and laid her down on her back.  Picking her
hips up, Travis once again pushed his way into her asshole and began
fucking her even more vigorously.  As he fucked her ass, he ran a finger up
and down her slit.  Then he started rubbing her clit in sync with when he
would pound her ass.  Katherine couldn't handle this.  She started
noticeably pushing back onto Travis's dick.

   Encouraged, Travis said "Oh god yes Katy.  Tell me what you want.  Tell
me what you want me to do."

   Katherine only started moaning at first but as Travis continued to work
her clit and fuck her ass she began to become more and more vocal.  "Fuck
my ass.  Fuck me in the ass." she whispered, ashamed at what she was
saying, but needing to say it nonetheless.  Travis was more than happy to
oblige and continued pounding away at her backdoor.

   When Katherine felt herself climaxing, it was like no other climax she'd
ever had before.  Her vision blurred as she slammed her ass back against
Travis's dick, moaning uncontrollably.

   "Tell your husband you're a slut."

   "I'm a slut.  I'm a fucking slut," Katherine said, as her climax
overtook her.  Her orgasmic enthusiasm was too much for Travis.  The
feeling of Katherine clamping down on his cock with her ass as she came
pushed him over the edge and with one final shove Travis buried his dick
deep in her ass as he came inside her.  When Travis pulled out of Katherine
and stood up she remained laying there just panting.

   Mark just stared at her, his face a blank mask.  He couldn't process
what he was watching.  Part of his brain told him that his wife had no
choice.  What were they supposed to do?  They held none of the cards.  The
rest of him knew though that there was more to it than that.  Katherine
wasn't just acquiescing to Travis, she was giving in.  She liked what had
just been done to her.  She had betrayed him, was continuing to betray him.

   "Hey Katy, why don't you show your husband what I did to your ass."

   Now that her climax had ebbed Katherine once again felt awful about what
she had done.  She had just cheated on her husband.  No, worse, she had
done something with another man she never would have done with him.  Then
she'd made him watch as she loved it.  That was something she could never
be forgiven for, she knew that.

   Katherine stood up, put her ass in her Mark's face, and bent over.  When
she spread her cheeks for him, he could see where her asshole gaped open,
and he watched as Travis's cum leaked out.  A single drop fell from her
open asshole to plop onto the concrete floor.

   "Eat it," Travis said.  Mark jerked his head at that.  Katherine just
pretended she hadn't heard it.  "I said.  Eat it." Travis reiterated
through clenched teeth that told Mark that this was not up for negotiating.

   Knitting his brows in self loathing, Mark leaned forward and began
lapping Travis's cum out of his wife's asshole.  An inadvertent moan
escaped Katherine's mouth as Mark's tongue scooped the cum out of her ass.

   "Is her ass clean now Mark?" Travis asked him when Mark leaned back.

   "Yes," Mark said, completely defeated.

   "Good.  What kind of a husband would let his wife stay in that kind of
condition?  A bad one, and you're not a bad husband Mark." Travis finished
getting dressed then without another word left the married couple in their
cell.