I will always find you (closed)

[thepoeticmaster2121]

The rabbit paused his whiskers twitching back and forth as he surveyed the land. His head moved rapidly back and forth as if trying to find some kind of danger in the woods. After a few seconds it finally relaxed and kept scouting the land intent on finding some food.

He stepped out of the cover of the tree; his nimble fingers pulled the arrow into place drawing the bowstring of his sleek black bow back until taunt. Inch by inch it tightened until finally he could pull it back no more. The mask and hood he was wearing hid his strong handsome features save for the most shocking pair of electric green eyes ever seen.

He let out a slow breath and released the string at the same time. The arrow shot through the air like a silent gunshot cutting through the air and wind as if it was butter. The black arrow slammed right into the rabbit killing it instantly and keeping it pinned to the ground. The man waited a few seconds before pulling his hood down revealing a black hair buzzed down and a strong handsome chin. He quickly walked over to the rabbit and in seconds he was down cleaning it and picking it clean with an expert hand.

A few hours later the meat was cooking over the fireplace. The embers and the smoke from the fire danced around each other almost looking peaceful in the setting sun. Alex Tiberius Stone watched it to caught up in his own dark mood to enjoy the peace that came so rarely in the pre-war world. He tried not to think about…. Her tried not to think about the ache in his heart but it was an impossible task.

He pulled out her picture and looked at it resisting the urge to stroke her face. There were times in the past year where he had only had this and the clothes on his back, times when he was forced to trade said clothes for even one scrap of food but he never gave the picture up nor his quest.

To find the love of his life

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The slavers walked in ignoring the girls all lined up in their cages and spitting at some.

“So did you hear what the ghost did this week?” One slaver asked rubbing the back of his neck as they walked deeper into the abandoned prison that was their current home.
“Let me guess” The other one said dryly as he lit a cigar “took out a thousand strong slaver camp with nothing but a knife and in a thong?”

“Ha” The other man said spitting at one of the girls and slapping another face through the cage “you got some imagination man no he finally reached our territory began asking about her just like he always does”

“That girl again!” He said laughing and shaking his head “you would think he would just find a fresh cunt and be done with it”

“It would seem he only has eyes for his cunt” the other man said snorting at the other salvers words “Mr. Alex has been cutting a path through the dregs of society to find this girl building himself up quite a legend the way they talk about him handsome green eyes short black hair chiseled body he makes us mere mortals look pale in comparison”

“Well if he comes here we will see what the legend is really like” the other one said shaking his head “This Alex Stone will die”

 

[GentleValkyrie]

Their footsteps echoed against all of the concrete here. At least there was a ceiling. Kara rubbed the barely healed rope burns on her neck. She hadn't liked the slavers solution to being out of doors. Their light flickered against the walls, making the bars cast long nightmarish shadows, making this place look even more like hell. Hell could look like so many things.

She heard a whimper as one of the girls was slapped through the bars and she forced her eyes low. Maybe if she didn't attract attention. Maybe they would leave her alone. Maybe they wouldn't. She tried not to think about what happened when she caught their attention. She didn't know how much longer she could survive this. How much longer she would want to survive this. Maybe it would be easier if it just ended. Some of the girls decided that, fought the slavers hard enough... the old world had suicide by cop. This one had the slavers.

She used to catch everyone's attention. She was willowy, built like a dancer, with long pale blonde hair and a dimpled smile that melted the hearts of men and children alike. Even in the dim half light of the abandoned jail, her hair shone like a star.

"- fresh cunt and be done with it”

Part of her mind still recoiled at their language. Part of her wondered if they were talking about a buyer. Part of her just wished they would keep walking.

“Mr. Alex -"

Her head snapped up. Alex? Not her Alex... Not possible. He was...

"- has been cutting a path through the dregs of society to find this girl -"

Alex. What she would give to see Alex again. Touch Alex again. She found herself fiercely trying to blink back tears. She had thought she'd cried enough that she had run out of tears.

"- building himself up quite a legend the way they talk about him handsome green eyes short black hair chiseled body-"

She smiled, the muscles protested, seemingly they had forgotten how. Could it be her Alex? Green eyes. Black hair. He really would do anything for her. Alex.

"- he makes us mere mortals look pale in comparison”
If it was her Alex, they certainly had that right. He'd always been worth any six other guys.

“Well if he comes here we will see what the legend is really like - this Alex Stone will die”

Her Alex. She ducked her head quickly before the slavers could see her defiant smile, the spark in her eyes that their words had brought her. Her bright green eyes, same as his. They were always a matched pair, she and Alex. And now he was coming. He was looking for her. She'd make sure he found her. And they would be together again.

The footsteps paused in front of her cell and her heart froze. She didn't need this right now.

That was the problem, wasn't it? She didn't control her life anymore. The slaver reached into the cell and grabbed her arm, pulling her hard against the bars, trapping her there. She didn't live for herself anymore. Things had gotten so dark since the lights went out and Alex was so far away. She tightened her jaw and tried not to fight. Fighting always made it worse.

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

“Hello Kara” The foulest looking one said dried blood and dirt mixing on his face, his clothes were tattered and ripped and smelled like they hadn’t been washed in a year. Most of the slavers looked just as bad as he did except for their leader the self-proclaimed headmaster. He was sicker than all of them calling himself a schoolteacher and the girls all his students. Even the male slaves got worked over by him before they were sold to whoever was willing to pay for them.

“Headmaster said to make sure all the girls were safely tucked into their new home” He cooed releasing her arm but instead gabbing her neck tightly. He extorted enough pressure to make talking hard for her but not impossible. He easily dragged her forward until her body was smashed against the bars.

“So me and Tom here” The man said nodding at Tom who was already pulling at his cock through his own stain covered pants “thought we would make sure you had a good nights sleep we know how much a double fucking puts you out wouldn’t you like that ya cunt?” he asked tightening his grip slightly.

……………………..

One Year Two Months ago

Alex took a deep shaky breath and put his beer down ignoring his friends clamoring for him to have another. It was still early in the night and most of his college friends were celebrating getting through midterms. Tonight was the night to let loose and have some fun and celebrate their first semester of college.

But not Alex

He saw her at the bar getting a drink with one of her girl friends as always he found himself mesmerized by her. Even in a crowded bar she stood out among every one beautiful and eternal. How many times had he stared at her? How many years had he even been in love with her?

Alex knew he couldn’t figure it out their love seemed timeless as if it always existed in some form. Since the dawn of time Alex Tiberius Stone loved Kara and he always would.

And tonight was the night he told her that

He got up straightening his button down back shirt and sliding a hand into the pocket of his jeans. He closed his eyes and willed his body to move feeling himself slowly move towards her and the bar. He saw her girl friend leave and he quickly slid into the seat across from her putting on his most charming smile.

“Hey Kara”

 

[GentleValkyrie]

The slavers fought. They fought the people in the little compounds, the little settlements they came across. Taking what they wanted, leaving the rest. Fighting the slavers meant pain and death. She closed her eyes and tried not to fight. The hand on her neck was dirty, the blood spilled would never wash clean. At least it was still letting her breathe. For now. She yelped as he slammed her into the bars, knocking the breath out of her and making her head spin.

“So me and Tom here thought we would make sure you had a good nights sleep we know how much a double fucking puts you out wouldn’t you like that ya cunt?”

Her breaths were more shallow, sips of air, her heartbeat fluttering under his thick fingers. There was no response that would save her tonight. She looked over at Tom, his half hard cock already out, his grin leering at her. She resisted the urge to pull back, to put her hands on the bars. To fight.

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She hadn't expected him to join her, not when all of his friends were in such a celebratory mood. But she was there because he would be and she smiled brightly when he sat down.

"Alex!"

He was, without a doubt, a gorgeous man. All of her girlfriends said so, and when she thought about it, when she caught a glimpse of him for the split second before recognition set in, she saw it. But he was Alex just the same, and she adored him for so many reasons.

"To what to I owe the honor of your presence? I thought you'd be with the guys all night." She smiled and smoothed the pale blue sundress down over her knees. She teased him happily, comfortably, letting the crush of the bar push them closer together. He wasn't wearing the euphoric grin she expected. Nor a drunk one. She examined his face. "Alright, tell me, what is on your mind?" She moved in closer still. Secrets sharing distance, their shoulders touching, emerald eyes locking, turning to let him talk into her ear.

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"Kara" the slaver's voice grated in her ear "You're going to be a good girl, aren't you? Not like last time." She shuddered and couldn't help but pull away. He let her go, long enough to unlock the cell door and crowd into the tiny space with her, backing her against the wall.

She flattened herself against the cold concrete and tried to focus on Alex. He would come for her. He would.

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

“I really don’t get why we put clothes on them Mark” Tim said pulling his pants off to reveal his stained and hairy cock. It was a tangled mass of hair almost hiding half of the freakishly long cock. Tim always walked around with it as if it was a impressive wonder of the world. To some it might have been to but most it barely fit and he got a particular enjoyment out of shamming it deep inside a girl when she wasn’t ready.

“Me either Tim” Mark said pulling out a sharp blood stained bowie knife and tossing it and turning it between his hands as he leered at her. He didn’t bother to take his pants or his clothes off instead he pinned her against the wall.

“Good girl” He cooed sarcastically before he slammed her head back against the concrete wall. His knife flashed in the darkness cutting a gash in her clothing as Tim advanced his large cock bobbing erratically.

………………….

“I uh” Alex said surprised at her sudden closeness he felt his entire body freeze and lock up even as his mind filled with a host of emotions and feelings. Thoughts and memories of them talking and playing as kids mixed with the time he took her to prom the time he had almost kissed her…… The pair of them had been doing the dance for long that Alex couldn’t even remember when he had first been attracted to her.

“I need to tell you some thing” He finally managed to get out trying his best not to sound so nervous “can we get out of here and go back to my apartment? It’s important and I don’t think talking in the bar is a place for a serious conversation”

 

[GentleValkyrie]

She closed her eyes when the knife lit the darkness, they were always worse in packs, wilder, rougher, harsher. She cried out when he threw her against the wall, her knees going weak and her mind filling with stars. She felt cold air through the newly opened slice in her shirt and she shook her head, trying to focus. "Please!" she coughed, "Please... I'll undress... you don't have to..." Her voice was so small, so pleading.

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Serious conversation? She searched his face, concerned. "Sure, of course." Her mind spun, what could get him all worked up like this? What happened? She took care of her tab, waved good bye to some friends, and walked with him, strides matching, quick and strong in the quiet night air.

She couldn't wait to get back to his place. "Is everything okay?"

They'd shared so much. All the running around as kids, the neighborhood Green Eyed Monsters, according to their parents. All of high school, classes and studying. While they hadn't exactly made a promise to go to the same college, they made the decision only after seeing where the other one wanted to go.

The silence between them could kill her.

"Please tell me, Alex, please?" she begged him softly.

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

“That’s right bitch” Tim growled jerking his huge prick against her body and all but dry humping her like a dog “squeal and beg like a bitch you cant fight it all you want but your no better than a female dog in heat begging for a bone” He said chuckling at his own joke and clapping Mark on the back “give her more cuts!”

“Don’t tell me what to do you ass!” Mark snapped before leveling his blade again “careful bitch don’t want to cut your pretty skin” he said before he pressed the blade against her tattered clothing almost tenderly. The clothes fell away revealing her body as his knife severed them into nothing more than rags.

“There we go!” Mark laughed pocketing the knife and slapping her hard on the face “the bitch is all ready for ya Tim!”

“Stand back then” Tim growled pushing him out of the way “I get her pussy you get her ass”

“Fine”

“Alright bitch” he said grasping her throat again and starting to choke her “On your knees” he growled

…………………….

“I just” Alex said before sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose “I really don’t know how to say this I don’t want to ruin our friendship you’re my best friend we have been through so much” he said before pinching the bridge of his nose and looking out across the street.

Finally he turned to her grabbing her by her shoulder blades and stopping her. His electric green eyes searched her face trying to find some strength there.

And finding it

“I love you” Alex said finally as if he couldn’t get the words out fast enough “not as a friend I am in love with you I truly am Kara I need you”

 

[GentleValkyrie]

His cock was hard and hot, almost burning against her skin, branding her, in her mind at least. The bruises would fade, but the knowledge might not. They fought, snarling like dogs, her body caught in the middle. She shivered as her clothes were cut away, the blade whispering along her skin. Mark slapped her, making her ears ring and her cheek blossom with red finger marks. She yelped and whimpered as they divided her body.

"No, please, please no..." she hated how her voice sounded when she begged. She hated that she begged for mercy when she knew none could be found.

“Alright bitch, on your knees”

"No!" She struggled against their hands, against their needs. She couldn't just accept this fate.

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Her world seemed to spin. If it wasn't for his hands on her shoulders she felt like she would fall. But of course his hands were there. He was there. He was always there.

"I am yours, Alex. I love you too." The words were so simple, so natural, so true. She wouldn't have thought of them minutes before, but they were absolutely perfect right now. She stepped in close and rose up on her toes, slowly pressing her lips to his, savoring the wonder of being close to him and how perfectly the fit together.

When the kiss ended and she was curled in the crook of his arm she smiled up at him, "That was it? You really had me worried it was something terrible."

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

“I said get down BITCH!!!” Tim said slapping her hard five times. He grabbed her by her hair and slammed her against the stone floor. He started kicking her and growling hitting her a few more times for good measure before he finally stopped.

“I am going to lay down on the floor bitch” He snapped grabbing her by her hair and savagely jerking her head up to stare her in the eye “you are going to climb on my body and take my cock inside of you then your going to spread your ass so Mark can take it do you understand me?”

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“I was terrified!” Alex shouted shaking his head rapidly his heart and lips still buzzing with the kiss. He couldn’t believe she had kissed him, he suspected she felt the same about him but he could be sure of that. He was afraid afraid she would reject him and he would lose her forever.

Instead she had told him how much she loved him and kissed him. It was the best kiss of Alex’s life. The minute her lips were against his the world melted away and then exploded as if it was being reborn just from the strength of their love alone.

“I was afraid I would lose you” he admitted gently

 

[GentleValkyrie]

She managed to turn her head so her cheek drove into the floor rather than her nose, the wicked bruise and split skin over her cheekbone was better than a broken nose. She tried to squirm away from the worst of the onslaught, tried to find a way toward the door, but it was hopeless. His hands tangled in her hair and she choked as he wrenched her head backward.

“you are going to climb on my body and take my cock inside of you then your going to spread your ass so Mark can take it do you understand me?”

She whimpered and shook her head but he was already laying down, already pulling her close, Mark's hands already on her hips, spreading her open. She whimpered like an animal, deep back in her throat. Tim's fingers wrapped around her throat and squeezed, and her thoughts went slow and shamed.

Alex wouldn't want her to die. She had to survive. She reached down and put her hand around Tim's cock, trying not to see his wicked grin spread as she touched his head to her slit. Tried not to hear as he marveled again that choking her seemed to make her wet, her body's betrayal. Her vision clouded, but he let her breathe, always just enough to stay conscious, never enough to keep fighting.

She was lost from the beginning.

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She leaned against him, fitting her body to his, their heartbeats matching. "I don't think you can lose me, Alex. We're a set." She met his eyes, drowning a little in their depths, "No one knows me like you do. Where else could I be but with you?" She smiled and put her head against his shoulder.

Silence reigned for a moment. "I was afraid you didn't like me. Not like that anyway. That I was just a little kid to you. Forever."

"I want you so much, Alex. I don't feel as happy with anyone else."

He really was amazing. Beautiful, gentle, smart and good. Who could she possibly love any more? She was lost from the beginning.

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

“There’s that cunt!” Mark groaned his rough dirty hands grabbing her hips “lets see if we can stuff it!” He growled out before he thrust his hips forward roughly. His large monster of a cock pushed into her already working and struggling to fill in her tight cunt only the head was in but it was already a struggle just to get it in. Mark pushed on however pushing his monstrously thick shaft in inch by inch inside of her so intent on filling her that he didn’t care how bad he hurt her in the process. It was slow going but finally most of his shaft was inside of her or well as much as he was going to get in.

“That’s a fucking good bitch” Mark laughed slapping her face hard and then grabbing onto her neck again “now lets get that other hole opened as wide as possible” He remarked nodding at Tim to get ready.

Mark reached over and gripped her ass his fumbling hands spanking it a few times before he managed to get a hold of her. He grabbed her cheeks in each hand and pulled them apart as hard as he could exposing her dirty puckered hole for Tim to see.

There was the sound of clothes hitting the floor and suddenly her ass was being filled by a rather normal cock. The big bulbous head filled in first before the other part came in with a soft pop. He continued pushing his hips forward not stopping until his balls rested just a few inches from Marks monstrous cock.


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“How could I not?” Alex asked threading their fingers together and playing with them “you have and always will be the coolest girl I have ever had the pleasure of knowing your wonderful in so many ways from your smile to your personality and our beautiful and sexy I have liked well loved you for so long I was just to afraid to tell you”

He leaned in and gave her another long deep kiss unable to stop himself. He wanted her so badly suddenly to lose himself in her depths. He pulled her closer and closer in a mad attempt to stop existing as just Alex and become one with her.

 

[GentleValkyrie]

She gasped as his cock pressed against her slick hole, crying out as he shoved into her, stretching her, tearing her most sensitive flesh, but his hands dug into her hips and he thrust into her, deeper and deeper until he pounded into her cervix. It took forever, every heartbeat shameful agony as he used her body. Rough hands pulled at her hips, spreading her ass cheeks, bruising and harsh, slapping at her flesh. She fought, struggling, tight and squirming around the thick cock pinning her in the air, her body curved and bent.

A second cock pressed into her, forcing into her tight hole, her body stretched and filled, a thin wrapping of warm woman around the two cocks. She screamed, and calmed to sobs as she adjusted, before her mind went away, her body soft and pliant even under their taunts and slaps. She moved with their thrusts, making guttural groans as they pounded into her. The giant cock in her pussy distorted her body, visible as a moving lump in her belly.

The two men took her, took her away. She quieted and hands pulled her back against a chest, hands roamed her belly and breasts, hurting her, making her react, respond, when all she wanted to do was float away.

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She lost herself in his kiss, curled safely in his arms, savoring the taste of him, his warmth, his strength. She didn't know how long they stood there, locked in embrace. Long enough that when they finally released her skin tingled where his arm had pressed her close. She smiled, eye to eye, still breathing his breath. "Please don't be afraid to tell me anything, you've always been able to share everything with me. And I want to share everything with you."

"Take me home, Alex. It is late."

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

If there was one thing slavers were good for was their ability to cum quickly.

The twosome pounded her for a few minutes each forcing her holes wider and wider as they fucked her. The massive cock stretched her pussy forcing her to take it and not caring how much pain it ravaged her with. It swelled and bucked inside of her twitching like a arm might flex and causing her entire body to shake. Mark had no finesse or precision so instead he basically pounded her as hard as he could.

Tim on the other hand fucked her ass as fast as he could seemingly enjoy the sound of his balls clapping against her pussy. He fucked her harder and faster than Mark did but then again he didn’t have a massive cock to try and move and keep inside of her.

A few minutes later each of them burst almost at the same time. Both of them pulled out however acknowledging one of the head masters biggest rules. No one was allowed to cum in the girls lest they get pregnant. Headmaster said it would make their journey more difficult and wasn’t worth the trouble. Instead they’re cum splattered over her body sticky yellowish cum oozing all over her and catching her in the face and eye and body.

“Clean us” Mark said thrusting his cock over to her and waving it obscenely, the monster was covered in dirt, stains, and fresh cum, and it smelled as bad as he did.

…………………………..

“Of course” Alex said taking her in his arms and walking with her down the street. Luckily her apartment was close to the bar and in a few minutes he was trudging her up the stairs to her door. He held her hand and brought it up to his mouth giving it a sweet gentle kiss before he leaned against the wall opposite of her door way.

“I guess this is good night” He said gently keeping her hand in his and leaning down to brush his lips against hers.

 

[GentleValkyrie]

It was eternity. It was over so fast. She stared into the concrete walls, memorizing the texture, the places where the paint was chipped and showed different colors. Barely distracted by the grunting of the two men pawing at her, working their cocks in her. She no more than whimpered when Mark slapped her face hard enough to leave finger prints, forcing her wide staring eyes to focus on him as he pulled from her and spattered cum across her legs. She started at the hot stickiness spreading over her skin, twitching out of the dazed meditation she had survived in. She ducked away form the slimy trail that landed on her cheek, marking her.

Mark thrust his cock at her and she bared her teeth like a cornered animal. They had played this game before. They absolutely could rape her, they were so much stronger than her, but the Headmaster wouldn't let them kill the merchandise. It was a bit of an impasse. "Are you sure you want that near my mouth? How did Tom ever heal up?" The Headmaster's rules for his men gave her that much safety. Just that much.

She shrunk back in the corner of the cell, reaching for the tatters of her clothes and wiping herself off before throwing them at the men. "Use this if you want. You got what you came for. Leave me alone."

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She giggled and wished the night would never end as Alex's lips left tingling kisses on her fingers. His good night kiss was so soft, so chaste, so delicate. She pressed up on her toes and slid her hand to the back of his neck pulling him closer, deepening the kiss, pressing her body against his until she could feel his heart beat against her chest. His hands came up to encircle her, cupping the curve of her back, holding her steady. The kiss went deep and hungry, the world fading away as she became aware of how much she wanted him, needed to be close to him.


Her skin seemed to light on fire where he touched and she clung to him with all her strength, moaning against him, trembling at the unfamiliar wants he brought in her. She let the kiss break slowly, his strong hands releasing her, her waist fitting perfectly against his palms. She blushed at her own response to him, hiding her face against his chest.

"I'm sorry... I..." she exhaled carefully, trying to calm down again. She looked up at him, cheeks flushed, "Promise me that you'll kiss me again. Promise me this isn't a dream? I want so much more with you Alex." She pulled away slowly, deliberately, and smiled softly, "but I don't want to screw us up. I don't want to lose you. Ever."

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

They starred at her for a few seconds angry and working their mouths up and down. Their expressions were a mix of pure anger and annoyance. They clearly wanted to teach her a lesson and punish her for her snark and sassy comments.

But she was right

“Good thing were assigning chores tomorrow right Mark?” Tim asked smiling and pulling his pants back up.

“Good thing indeed” Mark said tucking his monster back into his pants “so I guess we can pencil her down for being the slut for tomorrow right? I heard the boys wanted to do a gang bang”

“Sounds good to me” Tim said slamming her against the wall and taking her tattered clothes “I heard they wanted to play rough tomorrow”

The last thing they did was laugh and spit on her as they closed the door

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“This better not be a dream” Alex said his voice becoming a growl as he spoke the sentence “I cant stand not being with you now that I have had you I want you to and even though we will never be the same you wont lose me”

He pulled her back in his hands once again finding the small of her back and gripping it like a life preserver as he all but smashed their bodies together. His lips found hers again all but smashing against them before melding together. Fire burned through his body electric crackling through him as he poured his passion into her.

He kissed her deeply his tongue finding entrance and pressing her against her door. He gave no sign of letting up but instead held her possessively as he kissed her roughly. His hands stayed on the small of her back for several minutes before straying moving up and down her body and blazing a trail of fire and love.

 

[GentleValkyrie]

They left her standing in the dark little cell, their light leaving moving shadows from the bars down the hallway. She shivered and slid slowly to the floor, her legs shaking too much to hold her up. She shuddered hard, crying with the pain and violation. They wanted to make her suffer. They could make her suffer. She had suffered since the slavers found her in the darkness after all the lights went out. She had thought she was going to suffer for the rest of her life.

Her hand scuffed across the floor and ran against a large chip of stone. Its sharp edge grazed across her knuckles and scraped across the floor, leaving a gouge in the concrete. She felt for it in the dark, fingers searching.

Alex. Forever.

She wouldn't suffer forever, he was coming for her. If he could find her. If he could know she was alive.

She found the stone and started scraping into the paint on the wall, following her lines by touch and the dimmest of lights. One long curve that doubled back on itself and then back to the beginning. A slender figure 8 laid on its side. Infinity. When the infinity symbol was carved in, nice and deep she added their initials. ATS. KAH. Alex Tiberius Stone. Kara Artemis Hunter.

Forever.

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

His boots crunched against the broken leaves scattered about. He walked into the prison his eyes sweeping over the area and scowling as he saw the recent signs of slavers. He could tell he just missed them maybe even a few hours. He could see tire tracks over in the corner and he groaned internally realizing that with cars they might as well have a full day start on him.

He pulled off his hood and scarf keeping his bow wary as he advanced inside the compound. The smell of sex and slavery and even darkness permeated the air making him sick. She couldn’t be here? She couldn’t be getting used like that? The thought made him sicker than he cared to admit and so he hurried.

He reached the entrance to the prison block and quickly searched it ignoring the obvious signs of sex and blood. He was just about to give up hope when he reached the last cell. Some thing caught his eye a scratching on the wall. There was some thing familiar about it…..

He walked over and bent down touching his fingers to the markings. He felt his stomach drop a little as he realized what it was.

She was here

For the first time in a while…..

Alex felt hope

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Alex starred at the bag waiting on the counter and tried not to be nervous. He instead turned back to the take out he bought carefully arranging it on a plate before getting rid of the bag. He couldn’t cook to save his life and even though she knew that he still liked to pretend he could cook her a good meal.

He starred at the victoria secrets bag and shook his head getting the plates on the table and lighting a few candles. So he had bought her lingerie as a present this year? The lady that helped him assured him that it was a perfectly normal gift and he wouldn’t be considered a sleaze bag.

But it still made him nervous

He lit the candles and waited nervously smoothing out his button down t shirt and jeans.

And waited for the love of his life

 

[GentleValkyrie]

She slept fitfully, her body ached and the hard ground chilled her. It wasn't cold enough to be dangerous, not really, but she felt exposed in the air of the cell. She traced her fingers around the infinity symbol and found a solace in that promise.

Morning came too quickly and with it the noise and attention of the slavers. Mark came back, his eyes full of retribution, and pulled her and a few other slaves out of their cells, tying their hands behind them and their throats together, one to the next in a line, loose enough that they were a step a part, tightly enough that they had to work together to avoid being choked.

"C'mon, meat. We have work for you today." He yanked the makeshift lead, tugging at Kara's throat hard enough to make her choke and almost lose her balance. He pulled her toward the yard, the other slaves following as they were forced to, stopping and starting as the ropes dug into their skin.

Kara tried not to notice that she was the only one of the slaves who was naked, blushing furiously but still holding her head up, almost daring anyone to make an issue of it. Her bare body showed the marks of her refusal to give in, some bruises still red purple and developing from the night before, some older and healing. All of the slaves bore some evidence of their handling by this point, but only she bore it so openly.

She never found out what Mark had in store for her. They only made it half way across the yard when a strong voice called out "Wait." and their little line stumbled to a halt. "Mark, is it? Why is this student so improperly dressed?" His voice made an electric shock slide down her spine and she shivered. His fingers closed on her chin even as she recoiled from the touch and his eyes searched her face, falling on the ugly scrape on her cheek, then sliding down, examining her body dispassionately. "My, my, my... they don't know what to do with you at all, do they?"

She had caught the Headmaster's attention.

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He had said she absolutely couldn't come home until 6. She had rolled her eyes and laughed and finally agreed, kissing him happily.

"It's hardly a surprise if you have to throw me out of my own home." she teased.

"I just... its the first Valentine's Day we've had since we moved in together. And I wanted to do something special." he looked chagrined and uncertain and she couldn't stop herself from hugging him.

"I'm sure it will be wonderful. I will try to be patient. I can do anything if you're waiting at the end of the day for me." She waited, maybe not entirely as patiently as she had promised, at the cafe around the corner until five minutes to six and walked home slowly, waiting until precisely six o clock to open the front door. "Hey love, I'm home!"

She smiled at where he stood by the table and gasped a little as she recognized the take out from their favorite date night place across town, the table set with a dozen perfect long stemmed roses. She bounced across the room to hug him happily.

"It's perfect! And the flowers are beautiful!" She held him close, expecting him to kiss her with his usual sweet abandon, so she knew something was going on when he stayed tense, stiff and nervous. She looked him in the eye, "Alright, what is it? What else is on your mind?"

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

He walked through the crowd of slavers watching with a smirk as they all parted fast. Most of them had pure fear in their face as they all but ran out of the way. His cane tapped a pattern on the concrete some thing that sounded like a pattern but no one knew what it was. His burning blue eyes swept across the line before finally settling on her and forming a vicious and some how sexy smirk.

The headmaster was not some one you would think struck fear in hardened slavers. He was kind of old around his 40’s with features that managed to make him look like a grey fox and not a old man. He was dressed in an expensive Armani suit that was fitted to his body in a way that made him look buff and sexy. His greyish black hair was shaved short to his hair that made him look like a general or some thing.

“Who did this to her?” He asked turning around and starring at the slavers “answer me”

Mike and Tim stepped forward to nervous and afraid to speak. The headmaster gazed at them with a face devoid of emotions for a few second before he calmly pulled a pistol out of his jacket and shot them both in the knee. He watched them crumple and scream in pain before he calmly put the smoking gun away and turned back to Kara.

“You what’s your name?” He asked turning back to her

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“Nothing” Alex said giving her a deep kiss back before gently letting her go and turning to grab the present he got her “I am just a little nervous about your present it’s kind of forward of me… but I thought you might enjoy it” he said trying not to wince at how nervous he sounded and handing her the bag.

“I also got you some thing else” he said pulling out a slender necklace like box “but first open your present and tell me if you like it” he said before sitting down at the bar and watching her.

 

[GentleValkyrie]

His voice, it was deep and resonant, almost like she felt him talk more than heard it. He was so clean, so polished for this filthy time. She felt acutely aware of her bare skin, of the dirt she wore, of her tangled hair, she was laid bare under his searching eyes.

She couldn't meet his eyes, looking down to his knees. "Kara. I'm Kara."

She tried not to think about the dead men. The pistol was painfully hot when he pressed it against her sternum, tracing between her breasts.

"You're a beautiful woman Kara." His voice rumbled and seemed to heat her spine, her belly. "These men can be animals with beautiful women. They need to learn how to treat you." The pistol tipped her chin up, forcing her eyes to meet his, green to blue. She swallowed nervously. "You need to learn to behave with a man, I think. But first, we get you cleaned up, properly dressed."

She tensed herself for violence that never came, his fingers cupping her cheek for a moment before he cleaned them off on a pocket square.

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She took the bag and blushed, smiling. She peered inside and only blushed harder. "You actually got these for me?" She tried to imagine him going into the store and picking out the lacy little bits she saw. She looked up at him and realized he was going to have a coronary if she didn't put him out of his misery soon.

"I think they're lovely." She couldn't help herself as she saw him relax a little. "Do you think I should put them on? Do you want to see me wear them?" She hugged him close sliding her body against his, "Or was the idea that I just wore them under my clothes at school and you never got to see them?"

 

[thepoeticmaster2121]

Minutes later she was sitting in a nice clean room cleared of every thing and being cleaned by a group of slave girls. The headmaster sat down at his desk and she was whisked away into a bathroom that blissfully had running water. The slave girls flocked to her cleaning her and getting her ready for the headmaster. Her skin was cleared up and her body was scrubbed clean she even got precious soap on her.

They didn’t say a word to her as she was pampered instead they simply cleaned her groomed her and brushed her hair. They looked happy for the most part but most of them had bruises scars and black eyes. Every one of them looked like they had gotten into a bar fight yet each and every one of them seemed happy as could be.

They finally finished with her and put her in a room which a few choices of lingerie. It was a small opulent bedroom and clearly the headmasters. The lingerie choices were laid out on the bed and she was completely alone.

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“Hell no” Alex said his usual gentlemanly façade dropping a little as she said that “I did not buy it for you to wear at school” He said his eyes taking on a little bit of a dark possessive look. Alex didn’t play it often but he was a possessive sort of man. He didn’t like the thought of sharing “his” girl with any body nor her wearing her sexy clothing for some one to see.

“You can put it on know or after dinner” Alex said kissing her deeply and then moving back “I do think it might be sexy for you to wear it during dinner teasing” Alex said winking at her and giving her ass a playful slap before he walked over to the table and sat down.

 

[GentleValkyrie]

The abrasions stung and the bruises throbbed, but she was clean. The quiet cheerful girls and the mad luxury of the room were creepy, troubling her in ways that made the treatment of the men outside seem honest and straightforward. What was going on here? What was he going to do to her?

The sets of lingerie laid out on the bed were beautiful, fine fabric that seemed to glow in the soft light. The whole room felt like a jewelry box, rich velvet and silk and shining fixtures and dark wood furniture. She hugged herself gently, trying to decide if she would obey the command implied by the lacy things on the bed, or if she would stay naked.

She chose to dress. It was the emerald green corset, really, if she had to admit it. She felt a tiny thrill of daring, almost joy, as she fingered the bright fabric. Smoky thigh high stockings, carefully slid over her long legs, black and green garter belt snuggling her hips, the tiniest thong panties she had ever seen, covering but not hiding her tender slit. And the corset, lifting her round breasts high and emphasizing her slim waist and the swell of her hips. She looked at herself in the mirror, wide green eyes shining. She barely recognized herself. She looked like she belonged in this room.

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She smiled as he growled, usually such the gentleman, but she knew about his possessive streak. "I'll be right back."

She scampered off to the bedroom and changed quickly into the sweet panty and bra set he had gotten her, delicate pink and cream lace, a little bow right between her breasts, she smiled and danced a little in the mirror. She loved how he could always surprise her. She ran a brush through her hair, leaving it long and loose down her back and came back to the main room, walking up behind him quietly to hug him from behind and kiss his neck and ear.

"They're perfect, love, very sexy, if I do say so myself."