Author: Jason Scott Title: The Abduction - An Awakening (Part I) Part: 1 of 7 Summary: Shannon is drugged and kidnapped. Can she be convinced he is doing this solely for her pleasure and not his? Keywords: Mf, bd, humil, reluc , oral, anal ***************************************************************** She tries to open her eyes, but they feel like they have been glued shut. After several attempts her lids slowly peal apart and she is greeted with a bright light blinding her as if someone has pointed a high powered flashlight directly in her face. She squeezes her eyes shut trying to block out the offensive intrusion then slowly flutters her eyelids in an attempt to acclimate to the brightness of the room. After her eyes slowly adjust she looks around the room, her vision is still blurry but she can make out the cement walls and open rafters above her. "Why am I in the basement?" she thinks to herself. Then it dawned on her that her friend's house has a finished basement; she can't still be at the party. The teen tries to sit up but is halted by a strap across her chest. Instinctively she tries to reach down with her hand to remove the restraint but is shocked by the sound of a clinking chain. She realizes that her hands have been restrained above her head and stretched way out to the side. She looks up to see that both wrists have been wrapped with a soft leather cuff several inches wide and the attached chain runs over the side of the soft padded leather table. The chain is securely attached to something she cannot see. A couple hard tugs on the restraints and she realizes that she has nearly no range of motion in either arm. The girl raises her head as high as she can. She sees another strap across her hips; an attempt to lift her lower body is quickly thwarted with the strap tightly in place. She tries to lift her legs but can barely see large soft leather cuffs wrapped around her ankles. With the now familiar sound of the clinking chain and a halt to any attempt to move and she quickly comes to the realization that she is completely restrained from head to toe. What concerns her most is that her legs are splayed wide apart, nearly the full width of the four foot wide padded table. She is partially comforted by the fact that she still has all her clothes on. "Where am I? Somebody help me!!!" The teen yells out, not sure what else to do. "Well hello there Sleeping Beauty. I see you are finally waking up." The girl snaps her head to the right as she sees the blurry outline of a man rising out of a recliner and walking towards her. As he gets closer the first thing that catches her eye is that he is wearing a white lab coat. She looks up towards his face and is startled to see him wearing a mask. The last time she saw a mask like the one he was wearing was when she was sitting in a dentist chair. He also is wearing sunglasses and a plain white baseball cap. She can only make out a bit of wavy brown hair creeping out from the edges of his hat. "How did I get here? Please let me go." "You probably don't remember much. Rohypnol can be quite disorienting," he says with a chuckle. "Roofa-what; but how? The last thing I remember is being at a birthday party for my best friend's little brother." "Yes well...hasn't your parents ever told you to never leave your drink unattended?" The man paused as he can see the girl trying to replay the events of the party in her head. "Let me explain; I was watching your every move, waiting for you to slip up and finally you did. You put down your drink on the kitchen counter and then went into the bathroom. I nonchalantly grabbed your drink, pretending it was mine and then I dumped some of this wonderful little powder in it," he pulls out a little vial from his coat pocket and flashes it in front of her face. "I then returned your cup right where you left it. When you came out of the bathroom you grabbed the cup and chugged it down like you had been lost in the dessert for a month. Once the trap was set, I just waited for the drug to do its thing." Still trying to pull free from the restraints, the girl whines, "You could have killed me." "No, Roofies are pretty good at wiping out memories, but can't do much damage. Besides I only gave you a small dose, just enough to knock you out for..." the man looks at his watch. "About an hour I would guess." "So, how did I get here? How did I leave the party without someone noticing?" "That's the beauty of this little thing." The man holds up a smart phone in front of the teen's face. "Hey, that's my phone, why do you have my phone." "Let me finish... As the drugs started to take affect I saw you getting light headed. I was going to offer some assistance and take you outside, but you took care of that for me. You told your friend that you weren't feeling well and that you were going outside to get some fresh air. You even insisted that she stay inside and watch her little brother blow out his candles. Once everyone was distracted watching the little rodent smear frosting all over his face I slipped out the door behind you. You're lucky I got there when I did, because you passed out and was about to fall back and hit your head on the cement stairs. I caught you, swept you in my arms and then helped you into my car. Within minutes we were down the highway never to look back." "My friend is probably looking for me right now." A glimmer of hope appears in the teen's eyes, praying someone might be looking for her this very minute. "Actually you already took care of that." "What are you talking about? I haven't done anything." "After we got out of the neighborhood I pulled over and found your phone in your pocket." "My phone is password protected, you can't get in it." "You mean 1-3-7-9?" "How did you get my password?" "You told me." The man paused as he sees the wheels turning in her head again. "The drug doesn't completely knock you out. Though it was hard to understand you, you did eventually give me the code. Once I had the code, you...by you I mean me...sent a text to your friend Crystal telling her you still weren't feeling well and you had your mother come pick you up. You told her you would call her tomorrow when you were feeling better. You'll be happy to know that Crystal sends her best and hopes for a speedy recovery. And that takes care of problem number one." "Problem number one?" "The problem of someone contacting the authorities concerning an abducted child." "Well if I'm not home after the birthday party then my Mom is going to be looking for me." "Not after you texted her." "What? I never texted her." "Oh but you did, at least she thinks it was you. It definitely came from your phone. As I said, the beauty of smart phones is that there is no way to know who really sent the text." "What did you tell her?" "That Crystal invited you to spend the night." He smiles as her face turns white as a sheet. "Isn't that what fifteen-year-old girls do after a party? They usually have a sleep over don't they?" "So my Mom isn't expecting me home tonight is she?" "No, she told you to have a good time and be on your best behavior." He pauses briefly to let it all sink in, "And that takes care of problem number two. Crystal thinks you went home because you weren't feeling well and your mother thinks you're staying over your friend's house. No one will be looking for you until well into the day tomorrow. If I keep the texts going, it could be even longer than that." Tears start falling from the girl's eyes. "Please let me go, I won't tell anyone. I don't even know who you are. You can even blindfold me, drive me around for a couple hours and then drop me off at the park. I'll call my mom and tell her I got into an argument with Crystal and I need her to pick me up at the park." He chuckles, "Shannon, you watch way too many movies." "How do you know my name?" The man just smirks and then holds up the phone again. "Oh yeah right, kind of has all my information in there doesn't it." "So as I was saying, the whole blindfold, driving you around and dropping you off somewhere is probably going to happen, but not anytime soon. We are going to have some fun first." Shannon starts to cry again, "What are you going to do to me? Please don't hurt me." "On the contrary Shannon, I'm actually expecting you to enjoy this evening." "Please just let me go, my family has money. They will pay you whatever you want." "I don't want money; I have plenty of that myself. What I don't have is the ability to watch a teenage girl such as yourself have the most powerful orgasm imaginable. But that is about to change." "So you're going to rape me?" She pulls at her restraints, a futile effort knowing she is securely strapped to the table. "No, not at all. I'm only going to fuck you if you beg me." "Then you better just let me go now, because that will never happen." "We'll see about that. The night is early and I have many forms of persuasion at my disposal. I'm hoping to get you all wound up and then I will make you beg for relief." He turns towards the cabinet against the wall, he opens a drawer and pulls out a small egg vibrated and a tube of lubrication jelly. "Do you masturbate Shannon?" She turns her head away from her abductor, tears still falling from her eyes. She doesn't answer. "Have you ever had an orgasm before Shannon?" Again silence from the sobbing teen. The man reaches out and grabs the teen's nipple through her blouse and pinches hard. Shannon groans through her gritted teeth not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing he is hurting her. "When I ask you a question Shannon I expect an answer. I'll only ask nicely ONCE. Do you masturbate and make yourself cum Shannon?" Shannon still would not answer him. He reaches down with both hands and grabs both nipples and twists. "YES!!! I've done it once or twice before, okay. Stop doing that, it hurts." He stops twisting but continues to pinch her nipples, reinforcing that he has complete control over her. "What have you 'done' once or twice before Shannon? I asked you a very specific question and I expect a very specific answer." "Please stop pinching me. You said you wouldn't hurt me." "I want an answer Shannon, consider this just my way of encouraging you to respond the way I want you to. We'll be doing a lot of that tonight and I hope after this it will be all pleasure and no pain." He starts to twist her nipples again. "Okay, enough. I masturbated a couple times. Okay I said it." He looks at her and raises his eyebrows. He doesn't let go of her nipples. "And I gave myself on orgasm...I told you what you wanted, please stop now." He finally releases her nipples. Shannon tries to reach down to sooth the pain but is quickly reminded of her bindings as the clink of the chain halts her movement. "I'm sorry I had to do that but I had to make sure we understand each other. Do we understand each other now Shannon?" The man squeezes a bit of the lubricating jelly from the tube while waiting for a response. Shannon nods her head as the tears continue to run down her cheek. "I'm going to put this on your nipples; I'm sure the coolness will help soothe the pain a little." "Don't you dare touch me; if you touch me I'll scream bloody murder!" "I fully expect you to scream, several times before the night is up I hope." The man lifts her blouse and starts to inch his hand up her belly towards her chest. "However if you think someone will hear you I'll tell you that we are miles from any other home." He grabs the bottom of her bra and lifts it up, then slides his other hand underneath, inching towards her nipple. "I hope you save your energy Shannon, it's going to be a long night for you." Shannon weighs her options as the cool gel touches her breast. It feels like he placed an ice cube on her burning nipple. Tears flow again as he softly caresses her nipples with the soothing gel. "Why are you doing this to me? Why me?" "I have a very unique fetish my dear sweet girl. Unlike most men, I don't get off on having sex with teenage girls; I get off on watching teenage girls in the throes of passion. And why you; well let's just say you stood out in the crowd. You looked like a sexy little red headed vixen. As soon as I saw you at that party I knew I had to have you." "Does Crystal's family know they invited a rapist to their party?" "Oh I wasn't invited...I just showed up. With a party that size I can easily sneak in and mingle with the crowd. They probably just think that I'm with a member of the other side of the family. This isn't the first time I've done this and certainly won't be the last. I'm getting quite good at it if you haven't already figured it out. Now...enough of the small talk; why don't we get these clothes off of you so we can get started?" "Oh god, please don't...just let me go. I swear I won't tell anyone." He ignores her pleas. "I'm going to remove one restraint at a time. If you give me any problems then I'll keep the restraints on and just cut the clothes off of you. You can go home tomorrow with the clothes you came here with or naked, it's your choice." The man grabs the bottom of Shannon's blouse and pulls it up over her breasts. He reaches down and releases the strap across her chest. He gives her a look reinforcing his threat that he will gladly cut the clothes off of her. With the strap loose he pulls the shirt up and tucks it under her head. "Now let's take a look at what we have under here." The man grabs the bottom of her sports bra and starts to pull it up over her breasts. Shannon makes three deep shuddering sobs barely able to speak, "Please don't take off my clothes. You can do whatever you want to me, just keep my clothes on." He ignores her pleas and pulls the bra over her head, tucking it underneath her head along with the blouse. He then refastens the strap across her chest. "You have beautiful breasts Shannon; they are just as I hoped for...round, firm, small areolas and stiff nipples. You shouldn't be embarrassed, you should be proud of them. And there is no need to cry." The man wipes the tears falling from her eyes. He then moves up to her right wrist. "Are you going to behave when I release your arm or should I just get the scissors out now?" She doesn't respond; her face turns crimson red, still embarrassed at having her breasts exposed to this man. "Shannon, I asked you a question nicely. Do I have to ask you a second time?" Shannon's chest heaves as her nipples ache just at the thought of being twisted again. "I'll behave; please don't cut my clothes off." "Thank you for answering my question." He unhooks the chain attached to her wrist and slides her blouse and bra off her arm. He immediately reattached the chain and moves to the other side. Shannon pulls on the leather cuff he just reattached hoping that he may not have fastened it properly. She's disappointed to find her wrist still being held firmly in place. The man releases the left restraint and quickly removed her blouse and bra and refastens the chain to an unseen clasp. Shannon could tell by the 'click' that the chain is fastened to more than just a hook but most likely to some type of clip that probably needs two hands to release the chain. She looks over and sees the man neatly folding the blouse and puts it on a counter where she can see it. He then does the same to her bra and places it on top of her blouse. Though grateful, she found it strange that he put so much effort into folding her clothes. She half expected the man to just ball it up and throw it in the corner. "And now the shorts." As he unfastened the snap and pulls down the zipper Shannon again pleads with the man to let her keep her clothes on. As with her top, her requests fall on deaf ears. He shimmies her jeans shorts down over her hips, her baby blue panties dotted with white flowers start creeping down with her shorts. Shannon squirms trying as best she could with her limited mobility to stay covered. She gasps when the man stops tugging at her shorts and grabs the elastic band of her panties. To her complete shock, instead of pulling them off revealing her most intimate parts, he pulls them back up over hips. Without a word the man resumes with the shorts and eases them down as far as he could with her legs spread so far apart. She prays to herself hoping he is going to allow her to stay at least partially covered. "Remember our agreement Shannon; you're going to behave yourself when I release your foot." She sniffles then whines, "Yes I'm going to behave myself." "Good girl. I will be sure to reward you later for your cooperation." The man pulls off her sandals and then releases the cuff from around her right ankle. Shannon could hear the tearing of the Velcro as he holds her foot in his hand. He pulls the bottom of the pant leg down over her foot and continues to tug until it slides completely off her foot. He refastens the cuff to her ankle and then does the same with the other side. Again he takes special care in folding the jeans neatly, putting the shorts and sandals in a pile with her blouse and bra. "I bet you were hoping that I was going to leave your panties on weren't you Shannon?" "Please let me keep them on, I've never been naked in front of anyone before." "Not even a boyfriend?" "No, not even a boyfriend." "Well I feel honored to be your first...because not only are these coming off but I now own them. You will go home tomorrow, but these will remain with me as my souvenir. You will get to keep them on for a little while though; at least until you get them thoroughly soaking wet. Then I will add them to my collection." Shannon starts to sob again as he sees the man reach for the egg vibrator. He coats it with the lubricating jelly and shows it to the teen. "Let's get started shall we?" "Please, I beg you. Don't do this to me." Shannon turns her head not wanting to watch what he is about to do next. Tears again run down her face. The man squirts a large drop of the lubricating jelly on his finger and with one hand lifts the elastic band of her panties and slides the other hand towards her sex. "Remember what I said Shannon, I want you to enjoy this evening. I am sure you are scared right now, but everything I do for the rest of the night is purely for your pleasure. I'm going to put some lubrication inside your vagina so that the vibrator will easily and painlessly slide right into you." The teen starts to tremble as the fear of what's coming next overtakes her body. "Are you a virgin Shannon?" The man stops moving his hand towards her folds waiting for a response. After several seconds of no response, he turns to look at the teen in the eye. "Shannon, I asked you a question." The teen was so embarrassed at having to divulge such personal information the words could not form in her vocal cords. She simply nods, giving the man the answer he seeks. "Good girl, please answer a little more promptly next time. I will be as careful as I can, but it is highly unlikely your cherry will last much longer." As the man is about to slide his lubed fingers into her slit he pauses. "Now what do we have here Shannon?" Shannon raises her head trying to see what he is looking at. "I thought all teenage girls shave their pubic hair. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love red pubic hair, but I was expecting this to be all gone." "I only take off enough so it won't show when I'm wearing my bathing suit," she says between sobs, completely humiliated to have to talk about her pubic hair. "Interesting...well, like your hymen that is unlikely going to last the night. I prefer my teens completely shaved; as bare as the day you were born. But don't worry I'll keep the hair with your panties in my trophy case." The man then slides his fingers between her folds. Shannon's entire body jolts as the shock of the cold jelly hits her pussy lips. He strokes up and down the length of her slit in an attempt to get her as slick as possible. He then slowly inserts a finger into her vagina. He pulls out then slides it back in again. Shannon gasps, "Please stop, I don't want to do this. You're raping me." "My dear girl, I think you are sadly mistaken. I'm just giving you some additional lubrication. Have I done anything to hurt you?" The man looks at her expecting an answer. "No, you haven't hurt me yet. But this is against my will, and that is rape." "Give me some time and hopefully I will change your mind. I want to give you pleasure and though you may think you don't want it now, I hope you will be begging for it soon enough." The man then grabs the egg and slides it under her panties. He pushes it between her folds and into the entrance of her vagina. "I'm going to push this inside you now. This is probably going to tear your hymen so it might be a little uncomfortable. Do you want to take a deep breath?" Shannon nods and then inhales deeply; she squints her eyes shut waiting for the pain to follow. The man shoves the egg into her as the girl flinches. She feels her vagina stretch as the vibrator slides in, but not the pain she's always been told would follow. "No pain?" The man asks. The teen just shakes her head as she lets out her breath. "Some girls lose their cherries without sex, guess you're one of the lucky ones. Have you ever used a vibrator before Shannon?" "No sir, never." "Sir? I'm 'sir' now? Well isn't that a pleasant turn of events." "What else do you want me to call you? You've never told me your name." "Hmmm, you're right. I have you at a bit of a disadvantage don't I?" He chuckles at the double entendre. "I'm not going to tell you my name. However, what I'll do is let you call me whatever name you want to. What is the first name that comes to mind?" "How about asshole..." "A little defiance in you, I like that. Surely you can think of something better than that." "Please let me go, I swear if you stop this right now I won't say anything. We can just go on with our lives like nothing ever happened." "It's too late for that Shannon, I've already got this wonderful contraption shoved into your pussy and now it's time to see what effects it will have on you." The man pushes the button on the wireless remote and a soft muted hum could be heard coming from Shannon's loins. Shannon jolts at the intensity of the vibration deep in her pussy. "So you don't have a name for me? I'm fine with you just calling me sir, but that is so impersonal." Shannon squirms as best she can with all the restraints. She tries to get comfortable with the foreign instrument humming inside her. "How about Jack?" "Jack?" The man ponders her answer for a second. "It's short for jackass." the girl says with a silent chuckle. The man smiles as he grabs the lube. He puts a bit more on his fingers and slides them under the waistband of her panties. He searches and quickly finds the teen's stiffening bud. He slowly strokes her clit, watching for any reaction from the teen. "Jackass, huh?" "Yeah, from now on, I'm calling you Ja...." The teen stops dead as her eyes roll up in her head. She takes a deep breath as the effects of all the stimulation takes control over her body. "Please stop, I don't want to do this." "But it looks like you are starting to enjoy yourself." "I'm not enjoying this; I just can't stop it." Shannon takes a deep breath, her mouth agape from the mounting stimulation between her legs. "My shoulders are starting to hurt from being in this position for god-knows-how-long. Can't you just let my arms free? I promise I'll be good." Jack stops his ministration on her clit, allowing the teen to catch her breath. "I have two other options, I can lock your wrists down here by your waist or I can roll you over and lock your hands behind your back. But a word of warning, once you're on your belly I get full access to your ass." The teen gasps at the thought of this man doing anything to her backside. "Oh god, please not that. It's bad enough what you're doing to me now. Promise me you won't do anything else, especially back there." "I will be very disappointed if I don't get a chance to put something it your tight little ass. Why don't we just save that discussion for later? I will put your hands down on this other clip so you will be a little more comfortable." Jack reaches up and unlatches one wrist, pulls her arm down along her side and fastens the chain to another clip on the side of the table. As he does the same to the other wrist Shannon is again reminded that the telltale 'click' means she is locked solidly into place. "Thank you, Jack." She tugs to test the restraints, reaffirming that she has little to no movement in her extremities. "You're welcome Shannon. Now where were we? Oh yeah right here." Jack reached under her panties again searching for her clit. He slips his fingers down the length of her slit sopping up the moisture and then returning to the prized nub at the top. "If I didn't know any better I would say you are making yourself more wet that my lubricating jelly. How are you feeling Shannon?" "The damn vibrator is getting to me... and you're not helping either." "I'm glad to see you coming around Shannon. Some of my other girls took hours of stimulation before they would let go of the fear enough to enjoy what I was doing for them." "Well don't make it sound like you're doing us some great big favor. You've probably scarred those girls for life, just like you're doing to me." Shannon takes another deep breath as Jack pushes another button on the remote, increasing the speed of the vibrator in her cunt. "How many have there been?" "You're number seven. But you're way off on the 'scarring' part. I keep tabs on all my girls; they are all doing quite fine after they left this place. One is married with a baby, two are in college now and one girl just won a state championship in field hockey. I still talk to two of my girls on a fairly regular basis." "Don't you mean victim? They're not 'your girls' they're victims. You raped them, just like you're..." Shannon stops speaking as Jack lifts his mask just enough to put his lips on Shannon's tit. He flicks her nipple with his tongue making her gasp at the added stimulation. Jack lifts his head, "No more talking, time to break the seal and get this first orgasm out of the way." Jack puts his head down again sucking in most of her B-cup breast into his mouth. He increases the pace with his fingers on her clit and then reaches with his free hand and rubs her other nipple. Shannon lets out her first moan, as the stimulation to four different parts of her body is too much to block out. She slowly feels herself creeping to the top of the precipice; falling off the edge of the cliff is now inevitable. There is no turning back now and there is no way to stop the onslaught to her erogenous zones. "OH GOD!!!" Shannon's body stiffens as her first orgasm overtakes her body. The chains at all four restraints clink as they are pulled taught. Shannon's eyes roll back into her head as she grunts through clenched teeth. After several seconds she comes crashing down from her climax, "Stop, stop please. I'm done, I can't take anymore." Jack releases his lips and fingers from her tits and withdraws his hands from her pussy. He grabs the remote and turns off the vibrator inside her pussy. Shannon takes a deep breath as she turns crimson red from the embarrassment of being forced to orgasm. She turns her head away from Jack; she can't bear to look at him at this very moment. Jack reaches down and grabs Shannon by the jaw and turns her head back to face him. He leans down and plants a small kiss on her lips. "Thank you Shannon for letting go and allowing me to make you feel good." Rage wells up inside of her, "I didn't allow you to do anything. You just took what you wanted." The demeanor on Jack's face changed in step with Shannon, for a brief second he appeared cold, even angry with her. "Well, apparently I underestimated you. You're going to be tougher to crack than I thought. But don't worry I've had tougher girls than you. You will break soon enough and before you know it you will be begging me for more." Shannon starts to cry again as Jack turns and walks over to the cabinet and pulls out a few objects. He returns to the side of the table and sets down an electric razor, a disposable razor, a can of shaving cream and a large fluffy white towel. He turns around and goes back to the cabinet. He rifles through several draws looking for something. "Oh god, haven't you had enough. Can't you just let me go now? You've had your fun." Shannon waits for a response, but didn't get as much as a glance back from Jack. "So, you're giving me the silent treatment now; just because I don't like being forced to...you know." She couldn't bring herself to say the word. After several seconds of continued silence she tries to change tact, "So why are you wearing that lab coat, are you a doctor or something?" Jack looks in the last drawer and reaches in and pulls out a shiny silver object. He turns around and shows Shannon that he has a pair of scissors. "Something like that...I have a PhD, but I am not a medical doctor. Let's just say I am an expert in a specific area of history. I wear the coat because I consider this my laboratory...my place of research. Call it a study in human behavior if you will." "What are you going to do with those scissors?" Shannon asks as he steps closer, getting ready to cut something. "It's time to claim my souvenir." Jack pulls at the waistband of her panties by her right hip then places the blades on either side of the fabric and cuts clean through the elastic with ease. "Please, I don't want to be exposed like this. Isn't there another way?" "The panties are mine, end of discussion. You have thoroughly soaked them and I want to preserve your scent for as long as possible." Jack pulls out the waistband on the other side and snips through the fabric again. With the tension in the fabric gone, her panties lay shriveled over her mound. Curly red hairs now peak out around the edge of the ruined baby blue underwear. "I'll tell you what I will do; since you have been relatively well behaved I will give you a small peace offering. I will keep you covered with this towel as long as it doesn't get in my way. But I am going to have to shave you, so you will probably want me to see what I am doing." "I guess that is better than nothing. Can I have a towel to cover my boobs too?" "So we're negotiating now are we?" "I'm helpless; you have me completely tied down and I'm naked. If you know anything about teenage girls is that we're self-conscious about our bodies. If I don't feel so exposed, then perhaps I can get to that place you want me to be." "And now we're playing the sympathy card...I have to admit, you're pretty good. Okay, I get your panties and all your pubes and you get to stay covered with a towel; for now." "For as long as you keep me here." Shannon rebuts. "For as long as you want to stay covered...but it goes away if it's in my way." "Fine." Jack walks back to the cabinet and grabs another towel. He folds it into a rectangle as he walks back to the table. He leans down and kisses Shannon's nipple through the mask. With a grin he looks straight at her tit and whispers, "I'm going to miss you." Shannon can't help but giggle as she shakes her head. He then lays the towel over her tits as Shannon lets out a sigh of relief. jack then places the other towel over her pelvic area and then reaches under the towel and grabs the loose fabric of her panties. With a quick tug the panties free themselves from her crotch. He puts the wet gusset up to his nose and inhales deeply. "Gross!" "Oh, but on contraire, the scent of a woman is the most intoxicating smell of all. Do you want a sniff?" Shannon just shakes her head and turns away, not wanting him to come near her with her wet panties. Out of the corner of her eye she sees him put the panties in a plastic freezer bag and seal it tight. "Okay, so what do you say we get you a little less hairy?" Jack picks up the edge of the towel and looks down at the hairy patch that covers her mound. Shannon instinctively tries to cover herself but is again snapped into the reality of her situation. "If you have to shave me, can you at least take that thing out of me while you're doing it?" "What, this?" Jack grabs the remote and pushes the button. The vibrator comes to life again, jolting Shannon to attention. "I think it would be better if we keep this thing running while I shave you. Perhaps it will keep you distracted and not worry so much about what I'm doing down there." "Oh god..." Shannon's mind goes blank. She's been holding her own in negotiating with Jack, but now with the vibrator pulsating in her pussy she can't think straight. "Okay, so no objections. Let's get started." Jack pulls the towel down but just enough so that he has access to her hairy mound. He grabs the electric razor and turns it on. He holds it up so that Shannon could see what he was doing and then lowers it towards her pussy. Shannon jumps as the razor touches her skin just above the hair line. The vibration from the razor only adds to the intensity of the vibrator inside her. As he slides the razor over her mound he says to himself, "What a shame, I really like red hair...but I like bald pussy better." After a few more strips with the razor he collects all the freed hair and puts them in the bag with her soaked panties. He then reaches down along Shannon's inner thigh and pulls the skin tight. He runs the razor over her labia, removing several long strands of curly red hair. "How are you doing up there, I'm not hurting you am I?" Jack waits a second for an answer but hears only silence. He looks up and sees Shannon's head tilted back and her mouth wide open. The towel over her chest is heaving from her deep breathes. "Is it safe to say that you are starting to enjoy my little friend inside you?" He waits for a response. "Shannon...I've asked you two questions. You know I expect answers when I ask you a question." Shannon could barely form words she was so deep in ecstasy. Her knuckles were white from clenching them so tight into a fist. In a raspy whisper she gets out what words she could, "Yes, doing good. Little friend is good." Jack just smiles, happy that he is making her feel good. He returns to the duty at hand. He reached down and pulls apart her ass cheeks and runs the razor around her puckered star. This snaps Shannon out of her erotic trance, "Please not there. Can't you leave that area alone?" "Sorry dear, but when I say bald, I mean bald...everywhere. I will be playing with that area later and I don't want to hurt you by pulling hairs. Trust me when I say you will be thanking me later." Jack then reached down and pushes the button on the remote. "Why did you turn that off?" "Begging for more so soon Shannon? I didn't think you would break this quickly." "I'm not begging for more, I'm just wondering what you are up to now. Are you done shaving me yet?" "Not quite, I just need to change positions; your position." "So being spread out like a frog isn't enough?" "There is a better position that will make it easier to get your labia and your back side. Besides, you're probably ready to give those legs a break aren't you?" "That depends on what position you're going to put me in." "Well, I'm going to unhook your ankles and then lift them over your head and reattach them to the clips where your wrists used to be attached." Shannon looks up and then back down to her feet. "That's going to bend me in half. I don't think I am that flexible." "I have extenders for the chains if necessary, but I don't think it will be necessary." "How high in the air is that going to put my butt?" Jack could sense she was more concern about being exposed then her level of flexibility. "I promise I will keep you covered with a towel." Jack readjusts the towel over her pussy so that it will keep her covered as he moves her legs. "Now, in order for me to do this, I am going to have to release both your feet at the same time and I will also need to remove the strap across your hips. Am I going to have any problems with you while I do this?" Shannon paused briefly before she answers, "No Jack, other than kicking you in the teeth there probably isn't much more I can do with all these other restraints." She pulls at her wrists to reinforce that fact that she is completely immobile from the waist up. "Kick me in the teeth? So you've thought about kicking me have you? We seem to be constantly taking two steps forward and one step back. Let me remind you that privileges can be taken away as easy as they can be given. Try anything cute and not only will these towels go away but I will set up more cameras to video tape you. I'll make sure every square inch of your body is covered by a camera." "You're taping me?" Shannon's face goes flush as she looks around the room. "Yes, why would I go through all this trouble if I couldn't relive it thousands of times over? I have two cameras, one up there and one down there." He points to two little black globes hanging from the rafters one over her head and one over her feet. "Those are cameras? God, can this get any worse?" Suddenly the room goes dark. "Hey, what are you doing?" She reacts to Jack flipping part of the towel covering her chest over her head. "Just some preventive maintenance; I'm covering your eyes so that you can't see where I am. I've done this enough times to know that I need to take every precaution necessary. I believe you when you say you're going to behave, but its best I don't leave anything to chance." With no further protest Jack releases the strap across Shannon's hips. Shannon moans at the relief and being able to move her hips again. She feels Jack releasing one ankle chain and then the other. Her legs are pulled together as Jack grabs the two chains with one hand. This again elicits a moan from Shannon after being held in one position for so long. "Jack, will you let me stretch my legs for one minute before tying me down again. I promise I won't do anything funny. It feels so good to not be so spread apart. I just need thirty seconds to stretch." Jack did not respond, but Shannon could feel her legs being pulled down to the right. She then hears the all-too-familiar click of the chain latch. She could sense Jack back away. "Go ahead; your left leg is free. You can stretch that one for a little bit and then I'll let you stretch the other leg after." "Thank you Jack." After Shannon was done stretching her aching muscles Jack grabs both chains again and pulls them up over her head. Shannon could feel her ass lifting off the table as her ankles are again spread and attached to the clips. By her estimation her ankles are at least two foot above her head and spread nearly three feet apart. Her arms were still flat on the table and extended straight down as if she was in some lewd version of the yoga 'plow pose' [Author's Note: Look it up if you need a visual]. If it wasn't for the towel covering her face, she probably would be staring straight up at her own pussy. "Are you comfortable Shannon?" "About as comfortable as I'm going to be, I guess. How long are you going to keep me like this?" "I need about five minutes to finish shaving you, and then we will see how long it takes you to cum again." Before Shannon could grasp her predicament she feels the buzzing in her pussy again. Though it doesn't feel like it's on a higher setting, it feels more intense than before. "With you in this position, the vibrator is really pushed against your g- spot. It probably feels pretty intense." "Uh-huh." Shannon could here Jack rustling around and then hears an odd whooshing sound. She feels the towel over her pussy being lifted and then a cold sensation on her pussy lips. She quickly realizes Jack is the spreading shaving cream on her pussy. She gasps as he makes his way down between the crack of her ass, circling around her puckered star. She jumps as she feels Jack's finger probing her anus and yelped when he tried to push the tip inside. "Please not that, it's too big." "It's only my finger." "Please Jack; you said you wouldn't hurt me. I know that will hurt." Though Shannon is being distracted by Jack playing with her ass, she is constantly reminded of the vibrator pulsating inside her pussy. "Relax, I keep my promises. Now don't move as I'm about to put a very sharp object against your very delicate pedals. The last thing I want to do is cut you." Jack proceeds to shave the last of the stubble from between Shannon's legs and finishes up, with more protest from Shannon, around her asshole. Shannon is nearly panting from the effects of the vibrator as Jack wipes down her pussy with a warm wash cloth. He inspects his handy work then takes the towel off Shannon's face. Shannon opens her eyes and within inches from her face is a pussy she doesn't recognize. "Ta-da!" Jack says. "Is that really what I look like now? Oh my, it's so different; like I'm eight years old again. It feels different too." "So let's see if we can take advantage of this new look of yours and make you cum real hard." Jack grabs the tube of lubricating jelly and smears a glob between her pussy lips. He eases his fingers down her slit and continues down to her ass. Jack could sense Shannon getting ready to protest again, but stops her before she can speak. "Just relax. If it doesn't feel good tell me and I will stop, but I would like you to at least give me a little bit of latitude first." Jack immediately starts to stroke Shannon's clit and with a soft object he puts a little bit of pressure on her anus; nothing penetrating, just pressure on the opening. He could see Shannon's breathing become more ragged, sensing that she is nearing another climax. He continues to stroke her clit and as Shannon stiffens he pushes the object into her ass. Before Shannon could protest the object starts to vibrate. "OH MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT!" Shannon lets out a guttural scream as the vibrator in her ass finishes her off and her entire body goes rigid in a mind-numbing orgasm. Jack pushes the button on the remote to turn off the vibrator in her pussy and then turns off the vibrator in her ass. Shannon slowly comes down off her climax but her chest is still heaving. Jack looks up and sees a tear fall from her eye. "Are you okay?" Shannon's chin starts to quiver; she's only able to nod her head in response. Jack walks over to the other end of the table and unhooks both her ankles. He guides them back down to the foot of the table, allowing her to lay her legs down flat again. He gently locks her ankles back into the wide spread position she was originally in. Through continued sobs Shannon asks, "Can you please take those things out of me now." Jack just nods and reaches between her legs and pulls out the two vibrators. He then gets a warm wash cloth and wipes the tears from her face. He bends down and kisses her on the cheek where the tears were running. "Why are you doing this to me?" Jack cocks his head like a confused dog, "What do you mean? I told you why I do this. I get off on making teenage girls have intense orgasms. I have to admit, that was one of the best one's I've seen in a long time." "No, I mean act like you care. You abuse me then you wipe the tears off my face and kiss me like you care about me." "I do care about you. I want you to enjoy your time with me. I want you to be happy." "If you want me to be happy, then you will let me go." "Oh Shannon my girl, I will let you go. Trust me, you will be safe in your own bed by tomorrow night." "Why not now?" "Because I have so much more to show you; there is so much more for you to experience and I want to be the one to show you them." "I don't think I can do this anymore. You've taken everything out of me." "I'm going to let you rest for a little bit. I'm sure after a short rest you'll be ready to go again." Jack starts to grab the strap and secure it over her hips. "Please don't, I really need to go to the bathroom. My bladder is about to explode." "I'll get the bed pan." "Bed pan? Gross. Can't you just let me use your the bathroom?" "Sorry, but that's non-negotiable. I can't take the risk of letting you off this table until we are done." As Jack walks over to the cabinet, Shannon starts to think of ways out of using the bedpan. Jack returns with the bedpan in hand, "Lift up your ass so I can slip this under you." "What if I let you take my virginity?" "Excuse me?" "You heard me. Let me use your bathroom and you can use...me." "You my dear are an enigma. Why would you offer up something so precious to you? I already told you I had no expectation of having sex with you tonight." "You said you were going to take my virginity anyway, so this way I get what I want and you get what you want." "I actually said I was going take your hymen, I said nothing about taking your virginity." "What's the difference?" Jack starts to open his mouth to explain the difference but is quickly interrupted, "I know what the difference is, but right now I just need to pee. Are you going to accept my offer or not?" "I do not accept your offer." "Come on, please. I really don't want to use the bedpan." "Let me finish...I'm going to let you use the bathroom, but under very strict controls, and these are all non-negotiable." He can see Shannon listening intently. "I'm going to blindfold you and I am going to lock your wrist cuffs together behind your back and your ankle cuffs together. I will carry you upstairs to the bathroom and let you do your business." "In private?" "No, I am not letting you out of my sight up there, not even for a second." She starts to protest but he quickly stifles her. "I can just throw this bedpan under you right now if you don't like my rules." "Fine, but this sounds like you are accepting my offer." "I'm only accepting your half of the offer, not mine. I'm giving you what you want, but I am not going to take your virginity, at least not under these circumstances." Jack could sense the pending urgency as Shannon is wiggling her hips as they speak. He grabs a blindfold from a drawer and places it over her eyes. He then unhooks the chain on one ankle and pulls it over to the other. Before releasing the second chain he locks the two cuffs together. "I'm going to release the strap across your chest. You're going to sit up and then I am going to release one of your wrist cuffs and bring it over to the other cuff. I expect you to be on your best behavior. Any funny business and you get this." Jack presses something against her shoulder. All Shannon could make out was the two pointy tips jabbing into her. "What is that?" "A personal taser; one squeeze of the trigger will shoot twenty-five thousand volts through your body. It won't kill you, but it will knock you into next week. Do you understanding?" "Yes sir." Shannon does exactly as instructed and her wrists are locked behind her back. Jack was about to pick her up and throw her over his shoulder when she protested, "If you do that I am going to pee all over you." Jack decides to pick her up like a fireman rescuing a helpless child from a burning building and they head towards the stairs. After reaching the top of the stairs and taking a few more steps Jack puts her down and turns her slightly. "Go ahead and sit, the toilet is right underneath you." Shannon eases herself down until she could feel the seat touch her ass. She sits there for awhile. "I can't do this knowing you are standing there watching me. If you aren't going to leave the room, can you at least turn around?" "Okay, I'll turned around, will you just go already." "You didn't turn around; I would have heard your feet shuffling." Shannon hears Jack huff and then his feet shuffle. She still couldn't tell if he actually turned around or not but in her mind he did and now she could release her bladder. Within seconds the sound of a strong stream hitting the water could be heard. As the stream slows to a trickle Shannon could hear the roll of toilet paper spin on the holder. "What are you doing?" Shannon asks. "Don't even think about wiping me." "My dear girl, in a little while I am going to have my tongue buried in that sweet pussy of yours and since your hands are tied, I am going to make sure your pussy is nice and clean. Another non-negotiable part of this deal; now spread 'em." Shannon starts to shake, partially from what he said he was going to do to her later and partly because she knows she has no choice but to let him wipe her. She opens her legs as far as she could with her ankles locked together. She gasps when she feels the toilet paper being forced between her lips wiping her dry. Jack drops the toilet paper in the bowl, flushes and then helps Shannon to her feet. "Trust me when I say I take no great pleasure in that. Some people are into that sort of thing, but I am not one of those people." Jack quickly runs his hands under the faucet and then bends down and wraps his arms around Shannon's thighs. Shannon yelps as he lifts her and throws her over his shoulder. "Is this really necessary?" "Yes it is, and so is this." Jack swats Shannon on her naked ass which causes her to squeal. Jack continues to give her light spankings as they make their way down the stairs. Shannon can't help but giggle as he playfully swats her behind. "I love your laugh almost as much as I love watching you cum." Shannon blushes as Jack sets her back on the table and takes off the blindfold. "Do we have to go right back to this...?" "Go back to what Shannon? The table?" "The table, you touching me, making me...you know." "Cum?" "I was going to say orgasm, but you say it so much more eloquently." "What would you suggest we do instead; play a game of Monopoly?" "I am getting a little hungry, can I have something to eat." "I was kind of hoping to eat you...but I guess we can have some food instead." "Can I stay sitting when I eat. I promise I will behave and after we eat I will let you give me another...orgasm." "Boy, aren't you becoming the crafty little negotiator. But let's get one thing straight, I control when and how many orgasms you have. It's not a chit for you to bargain with." "Yes sir." Shannon bows her head and pouts. "I've got to go back upstairs and see what I have that can be warmed up. If you want to stay sitting, I unfortunately will have to hog tie you and strap you down while I leave the room." "You have to do what?" "I'm going to lay you on your stomach and then I am going to bring your ankle cuffs up to your wrist cuffs and lock then all together. Then I will restrain you to the table with the chest and waist straps. I have to be sure you are immobile while I'm gone." "How long am I going to have to be tied like that?" "Just until I get back; you asked to sit up to eat and I am going to allow you to do that." "Okay," Shannon says dejectedly, knowing she has little bargaining power on this one. Jack eases Shannon down onto the table and binds her as he said he would. Shannon couldn't see where Jack is standing, but she had the sense that Jack is just staring at her. "What are you doing?" "Just admiring the view; you have a spectacular ass." Shannon realizes that her legs were slightly spread in this position and Jack had an unobstructed view to both her ass and her bald pussy lips. She closes her legs then chastises him, "Will you just go get me some food; the quicker you feed me the quicker you can play with me." Shannon's face goes beet red, she couldn't believe that just came out of her mouth. As she sees Jack run up the stairs she wonders why she is letting him get to her. She wonders why she is looking forward to having another orgasm. The last climax was pretty amazing, but she still knows all of this is being forced onto her. "Here we go, piping hot, two-day old pizza, fresh out of the microwave oven." Shannon could smell the pizza and her stomach immediately starts to grumble. He puts the plate down next to her head as he undoes the straps holding her down and then unfastens the clip holding her ankles to her wrists. He helps her sit up and after she is situated he starts to feed her the first slice of pizza. With a mouth half full of pizza, Shannon mumbles, "Was this how the night went with the other girls?" "What do you mean?" "Like this, you make the girl orgasm a couple times, feed them some food and then right back to raping...sorry, I mean making them orgasm?" "Every one of my girls has been different. Each had their own...for lack of a better word...'breaking point', before they would put their complete trust and faith in me. I had one girl that after her first orgasm within the first five minutes of play she was completely onboard and we were off and running the rest of the night. But I also had a girl that took nearly the entire night before she had her first orgasm. She still wouldn't let go of the fear until three or four more after that. I can't say that I didn't enjoy myself with that one, but it definitely felt more like work that night." "Why do you call them 'your girls'? Am I now one of your girls?" Shannon diverts her eyes; ashamed to be considered another one of his 'victims' as she still sees it. "Because they are my girls; I told you I keep tabs on them after they leave this place. If at anytime I thought they were having emotional problems because of what we did, what I did, then I would anonymously step in and make sure they get the treatment they need and deserve. I'm glad it has never come to that, but I would support them financially for as long as necessary. And yes, you are now one of my girls. It will be up to you how much contact you want with me after you leave here, but let's not worry about that right now." "Do you think I've reached my breaking point?" "I'm not sure yet. It depends on what happens after you finish your dinner. I think you are starting to believe that I only want you to enjoy yourself while you're here, but I can also see a twinge of doubt still in your eyes." Jack lifts a can of soda to Shannon's lips; she pauses before opening her lips. "See, you hesitated as if you think I am going to drug you again. I can assure you; that's the furthest thing from my mind right now. I want you to be awake and fully aware of what's happening to your body." Shannon opens her mouth to accept the drink. After a few minutes she finishes the last bite of pizza and downs the last gulp of soda. "Are we done with the twenty questions?" "One more...can you take off your sunglasses? I want to look into your eyes...I want to see what color they are." "No, not yet; maybe later, you're not quite there yet. And if you must know, my eyes are hazel. " Jack puts the plate on the floor and then grabs Shannon's legs and swings them back on to the table. He locks her ankle cuffs back into position. Shannon is still sitting up which allows her to see just how splayed her legs are and how exposed her pussy is when her legs are spread that far apart. "Will you please cover me with the towel again?" "If that's what you want, then yes, I will cover you up again." Jack grabs the towel and covers her bare mound and then leans her back on her elbows. Since her wrists are still locked behind her back she's unable to completely lay down yet. He ties down the strap across her hips and cinches it tight. "So here is where I am expecting you to behave yourself again. I have to unclip your wrists so you can lie back down. Don't forget I still have my taser right here. Don't think that I won't light you up." "You can put that taser away Jack, I'm going to behave myself, just like I have done every other time." "I'm glad to hear that Shannon. Where do you want your arms this time, over her head or down by your side?" Shannon thinks for a few seconds before answering, "Over my head I guess." "Good girl." Shannon starts to feel nervous again as she hears the chain being clicked into the lock. She's only partially comforted as Jack covers her breasts with the towels as promised. "Are you comfortable?" "I'd be more comfortable if I didn't have to be restrained." "Sorry, but I made that mistake once. I promised myself to never make that mistake again." "Did she escape?" "No, but I was very upset because I had to hurt her. I don't like hurting my girls, but she left me no choice. That's why I take extra precautions to ensure you don't try anything stupid. I don't want you to be in a position where I am left with no other choice but to hurt you." "I'm sure you have heard it before, but I'm not going to do anything stupid. I don't want you to hurt me either." "Okay, before you totally kill the mood how about we get back to exploring this fantastically tight body of yours." Jack puts his hands on the towel covering Shannon's breasts and gives them a little squeeze. He then slides his hands under the towel seeking out her nipples. He brushes the length of his hand over her nipples coaxing them to stiffen. Jack lifts up his mask just to his lips and then slides the towel to the side. He bends down and takes one of the nipples into his mouth. Shannon gasps at first contact. "You can get rid of the towel now. It's okay." Jack looks up into her eyes, "Are you sure?" "Yes, you've been staring at them the whole time we were eating, so there isn't much to be embarrassed about any more." Jack throws the towel to the floor, "You should never be embarrassed about these beautiful mounds of flesh. They are absolutely fantastic." Jack leans down and takes the other nipple into his mouth and wraps his tongue around the stiff nub. "I've been told I'm pretty good with my lips and tongue. I like to call this session the 'kiss of death'." Shannon giggles as Jack moves his lips from her breast and slowly places soft kisses on her chest, making his way up to her neck. "You're giving me goose bumps." "Good." Jack then moves up to Shannon's earlobe and takes it between his lips. She gasps again as he starts to nibble on it. He then blows softly into her ear making her tremble. "You're giving me the chills." "Then let me see if I can warm you up." Jack moves up to Shannon's lips and places a kiss square on her lips. Shannon doesn't return the kiss but doesn't pull away either. He then works his way back down her body. He pauses at her breasts again ensuring her nipples stay erect before moving down her belly. Shannon is starting to breathe hard as Jack places a soft gentle kiss on the towel just over her mound. Shannon was shocked that he didn't just start diving into her pussy; instead he makes his way down her leg, kissing every inch of her thigh, then her knee, down her shin and then to her feet. As he makes his way around the edge of the table he takes her toes into his mouth and starts to suck on them. Shannon giggles and shakes her foot, "Stop, stop, that tickles. I hate being tickled, especially my feet." Jack does not acknowledge her pleas but moves to the other side and does the same to her toes on her other foot. Shannon continues to protest until Jack starts moving back up her leg, kissing every inch as he crawls onto the table between her legs. In her mind Shannon thinks, "Oh god, I know what's coming next." She lifts her head to watch Jack progress towards her sex. Her neck is strained, but she wants to watch his every move. Jack reaches the apex of her thigh and then grabs the end of the towel and neatly folds it above her mounds, giving him unrestricted access to her pussy. He places his first kiss on the fleshy folds of her labia. His tongue escapes his lips and glides along her slit. Shannon shutters as Jack moans at the first taste of the sweet nectar escaping from deep within her pussy. He reaches up with his hand and spreads her lips and slides his tongue across her engorged clit. Shannon lets out a moan as she tugs at her wrist restraints. Several minutes go by as Jack continues to torture her pussy. He gracefully transitions from licking, sucking and nibbling every inch of her labia; occasionally returning to her clit which sends a jolt through her entire body. Jack also reaches up with both hands to play with her nipples, keeping them firm and stimulated. One hand leaves her nipple and eases its way down her body. He points two fingers at her entrance and slowly slides them into her vagina. He turns his wrist and with a flick of his fingers he is pushing up on her g-spot. Shannon lets out a deep breath and groans, "Please...I'm almost there." "Are you begging for more Shannon?" Shannon shakes her head, but deep down she knows she wants more. She arches her pelvis as far as the restraints will allow, "More..." "That sounds like begging to me Shannon." Without hesitation Jack applies a full assault all over her body. He drives his fingers deeper into her pussy while pinching her nipples with the other hand. As he attacks her clit with his tongue she explodes. Though she has limited mobility she squeezes Jack's head with her thighs as her climax forces every muscle in her body to constrict. "Stop, stop, stop; it tickles. I can't stand it." Jack just laughs as he slides his head out from between her thighs. He climbs off the table and makes his way up to Shannon's head. He bends over to kiss her, but she turns away from him. Shannon shakes her head, "Uh uh, not after where your mouth has been." Jack reaches down and grabs her chin and pulls her lips back towards him. Jack lifts his sunglasses so that Shannon can look into her eyes. "I'm giving you what you want, so now give me what I want." Shannon cannot take her eyes off of his. She is trying to look into his sole; trying to determine if this man is truly what he says he is. She offers no resistance when he leans in for a kiss. This time Shannon returns the kiss if only just briefly. "I don't taste nearly as bad as I thought I would." Shannon admits as she licks her lips. "You taste fantastic. I would go back down there right now and feast some more if I could." "Please, not now. That was intense. I need a break." "You know some girls are able to have multiple orgasms." Jack chuckles. "I just need a break." Shannon turns her head and closes her eye. Jack walks over to the cabinet and looks back as he hears Shannon start to snore. ***************************************************************** What happens to Shannon after she wakes up from her nap? Read The Abduction - Part II to find out. Feedback of any kind is always welcome; e-mail me at: jaywscott70@gmail.com