Kidnapped... oh brother (pm first)

[shizzz]

“Kill?”, he asked in a curious tone

“Never”he told her as he lifted a hand to her hair, and he smiled as he felt her golden hair in his hands.

“I’m your biggest fan” he told her as his hand slid from her hair, he let it catch on her hip, the thin material of the gown all that was between her hand and her bare flesh.

“The last thing I want is to hurt you” he said as his hand slipped lower, a little further back, beginning to catch her ass, pulling her close he breathed in the scent of her, felt her hit flesh against his

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She wondered why her question seemed odd to him, of course kill, why the hell else would someone kidnap her. The way he said never made her somehow believe him, but that made no sense to her whatsoever. She wanted to pull away when he touched her hair, and smiled at her, but it felt uneasy to her, or rather she felt uneasy. She felt shivers go through her at the mention that he was her biggest fan indicating this had to be someone that she knew and that bothered her... she just wanted to go home.. she wanted her brother, a tear rolled down her cheek at the thought of her brother.

His hand slipped from her long blond hair, and she trembled when he touched her hip lightly.. her heart was pounding so hard once more, she had to remind herself to breath, she was trying to let herself remain calm, but she was terrified. She looked at him confused, did he not think this was hurting her.... she gasped when his hand slipped lower and then a little further back slowly, and then he gently touched her firm ass, as he pulled her close to him, her body pressed tightly against his now, as she fought back more and more tears trying to control herself and not scream....

 

[shizzz]

The room was quiet, as he tried to bite his tongue.

The feel of his sister finally in his hands was…earthshattering. She was finally really here and soon to be his

He released her and then slowly circled around her, pausing behind her, he pulled her close again, letting her feel his trapped erection press between her ass cheeks. As he did so he put both hand on either hip, to pull her against his cock. To feel her warm taugh ass trap his member to him. His hands slid up from her hip, each hand sliding up, then over her full breasts to finally appreciate them

He groaned, loudly through the speakers as the heft of each full breast filed his hand, the. He marveled as he squeezed them, watching the soft flesh billow up the neckline of the gown. He could feel her nipples stiffening in his hands through the thin material of the gown

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

It was quiet so very quiet, and I was trembling... the fear was overwhelming to me... I wanted to scream and cry, and beg to be let go and yet for some reason I felt completely frozen in place. She could feel the fresh tears coming to her eyes, when he touched her... she did not want him touching her, she wanted to go home to her brother, where she would be safe and loved... this was not that at all. She was trembling all over as she tried to control her feelings and anger and rage that she was feeling at what he was doing to her. When he released her she was grateful.. until he slowly circled her like she was his prey and he was ready to devour her, he stopped and she felt that same panic rising throughout her once more... he pulled her against him once more, and she gasped... she could feel his hardness against her ass, and again fresh tears did roll down her cheeks as she started to sob.

She whimpered when he placed his hands on both of her hips as he pulled her against his hard cock... please no she thought to herself. Her hands and her body was completely shaking all over, and she found herself trying to pull away... fear almost keeping her there, but freedom making her want to pull away more and more. She closed her eyes, at his touch, she was trying to pretend that this was not happening to her... but it was, she did cry out this time... not really a scream more of a sob and whimper to let her go. His groan made her want to pull away, her heart was racing and she was so damn terrified of all the things he was going to do to her.

When he squeezed her breast she completely tensed up unsure of what to do...she had never been more terrified in her entire life. She did not want her nipples to get hard... she was sure it was just from the coolness that she was feeling.... she whimpered and this time she did try to push him away.. "Please don't do this..." She pleaded fear and pain in her eyes.

 

[shizzz]

He could feel her heart pounding in her chest as his hand closed over the swell of her breast. Her breathing was fast and deep as some realities must be sinking in, he thought.

His reality was also sinking in. The closer he got. The more of her he got, the more he wanted. He had wrestled with the fear in his sisters eyes, the tremble in her voice as she begged. But it wasn’t enough. His want was more. His need greater. He had no idea how he would feel after, but right now, he felt everything. Every sensation. The smell of her hair, the site of her cleavage, the taste of his own hunger as his mouth began to water. He licked his lips, tasting the nervous sweat that was forming. He heard her ragged breathing as she wrestled to control herself

But the way she twitched and tensed made her ass wriggle and tense against his cock, making him harder.

both of his hands squeezed her breasts now. His fingers catching the neckline of the gown, he began to slowly pull the neckline open from both sides. His head was leaned close over her shoulder, eyes locked waiting to see them bounce free as he slowly pulled the neckline further and further

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She wanted to push him away... she wanted to scream... she wanted to fight... but where would she run to... go... he had her chained to some kind of crazy contraption and she was in the middle of nowhere. She wanted to cry out for her brother... wondering if he was looking for her yet... if he noticed she had not come home for the night? She was terrified of what was to come... she had never been touched this way by a man before... and this man was a fucking stranger in a mask. She wanted to plead... but she had already tried that and it hadn't worked out for her.

Once more her eyes filled with tears. She was trembling and shaking and pulling away as best as she could but nothing seemed to be working out in her favor. She was trying to control her feelings, trying not to pass out from the fear that was inside of her. She whimpered. She whined. She cried and none of it worked. Was she surprised by this... no she should not be. She tensed up once more... freezing in place... terror was shooting through her like a missed and her blond hair was in her face hiding some of her dark blue eyes. The way he licked his lips.. made her want to die right there and then.

She wanted to run, this was all to much for her.. "Please... just let me go." She begged softly. She felt him becoming harder against her and this was what truly terrified her... her first time was not going to be pleasant for her... but she would remember it, she would remember it for all the wrong reasons. She gasped when he squeezed her breast, she tried pulling herself from his hands but he was holding her firmly. She again whimpered and cried. She was shaking her head no, as if begging with her mind for him to stop as well.

 

[shizzz]

Her cries cut deep, but his boiling blood never stopped. Standing behind her, he couldn’t see her face, or her tears.

The sound of her fear and terror had to compete with all of his other sense. The smell of her, tender lilacs and roses. Her whimpers had to compete with the heat of her body pressed agains his, the feel of her flesh, soft while firm, yielding while filling his hand. The site of her form stretched taught by the line, curves calling to his eyes before he ever stripped her bare

Taste. Taste wa yet to come. But the one snes lost to all the others. He was concerned as she struggled though. And he had and answer for that

He stepped back, leaving her stretched to her tippy toes. And all she heard was some rustling. Then There was the sound of heavy things being dragged.

To keep her from kicking he dragged in a pair of cuffs, each attached to chain that he could hook and tighten to different places in the room. And he even had some heavy concrete blocks he could use for som of his more ‘ornate’ poses

He dropped down, cuffing her ankles, then tied them to the bed, he slowly pulled them tighter.

The effect was that she had to widen her stance. And that was balanced with the line holding her arms above her head.

“Much better” he said, through his voice distorter. He then let his hands slid up and down her thighs, dipping under the gown to feel her skin. His hands changed from light teasing touch, to hungry grip as the skid over th curve of her ass. He shifted, letting her feel his trappped cock press aganist her Thigh. On hand gripping her ass as the other slid up to fondle her breast. Then both hands slid for her pussy. One hand diving from under her ass, the other sliding down her stomach, and over her clit.

She was wet, the groan he made reverberated through the speakers was animalistic as his fingers slid back and forth over her lips and clit, not penetrating her, but the slippery sound filled the room

He removed one hand, and slipped his fingers into his mouth

He tasted her, and it was ambrosia

“Tell me. Have you ever tasted your pussy?” He asked as the other hand began to rub the juices from her lip up, lubricating her clit as his finger slipped and slid all over her

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She wanted to fight...but deep down she knew there would be no use...he held all the power here no matter how much she may hate that thought. She was trying to calm herself down, but her silent tears still slid down her face. She had already tried pleading with this man to stop and that hadn't worked yet... why should that surprise her I mean he did kidnap her and god only knows what he planned on doing to her. She chewed on her lip and tried to control the fear that was wracking through her entire body. Every time she tried to pull away, he held on to her more firmly.

She felt herself shivering now or was she just shaking, she was not sure at the moment. The room seemed as if it were spinning. Maybe that was just her head, she thought to herself...or her mind she was not sure which at the moment. She squirmed against him once more trying to make an effort to pull away. She did not want him to touch her, or be near her, or do anything to her. She continued to whimper and try to struggle out of his grasp. She was stretched on her tiptoes and she wanted to beg to be back at a level. It was more uneasy not knowing what he was going to do to her, that was probably the worst part of all of what was happening to her.

She did not move a muscle now, she was becoming more and more scared every time he moved. She looked at him as if to plead with her eyes for him not to do this. She was shaking all over now. She whimpered once more when he cuffed her ankles once more, she was no longer shaking now she was simply just trembling. She felt as if she couldn't breathe at this moment. He did not have her in an uncomfortable position really but there sure as hell would be no escaping his clutches either. For you maybe she thought to herself. She tried her best to try to move back from his touch, but there was nowhere for her to go.

She was still trembling uncontrollably and yet, her nipples were hard and she was very wet. "Please...'' She again whimpered out. She gasped out once more. She closed her eyes when she felt him getting closer and closer to her virgin pussy. Her dark blue eyes were brimming with tears, as she fought to control them. She kept her eyes closed as he touched her pussy, but in more of a teasing way. She opened them for a moment when he stopped but noticed he was tasting her on his lips. She looked away...shame was evident in her face and her eyes.

She shook her head no...not sure what would happen if she ignored his question. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt him rubbing her juices against her clit and then his fingers were all over her pussy, her eyes clenched tightly shut.

 

[shizzz]

He could see her body responding. Heard the whimper
In her voice, but every other sense over rode the one that claimed to decency. That one place to be able to hear her, was so…..overwhelmed by everything else.

He didn’t know how to explain it. He was….intoxicated by her. He had to have her, but couldn’t ruin the relationship he had with her, but couldn’t wait any longer to have her

He could hear the slippery sloppy sound of her lips and his probing fingers, as they dove back down to her. Not penetrating her, but using her slippery rounded states to tease her lips and taunt her clit.

His other hand slid up her ass, pausing to squeeze the round rump hungrily, then his hand slid higher, over her curving hip, then slim waist.

She trembled in his hand as his fingers slid up her ribs, and then his fingers swept along the full curve of her breast, the thin robe was barely there, and he felt each of his fingers slide over
Her stiff nipple, before pausing to squeeze and massage her tot. His hand consuming her breast, as every fantasy he had ever had about her tot was becoming a reality. Every dream he had dreamt of her pussy, was coming true.

He was finally having her.

His finger tips crept to the neckline, then tugged it down and to the side, popping one titty free.

“Tell me. Which would you rather?” He asked in a soft voice, that then boomed from the speaker in the walls.

“Would you rather suck my cock, or let me have you? If you are good and get me off with your mouth, I might not need to have that juicy pussy of yours.” He said as his fingers slid to her clit at that moment, gently pinching the swollen nub of flesh, just as the fingers of his other hand did the same thing to her nipple, but adding a little tug to that.

“Choose now”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She did not like the fact that she was becoming wet...it was the last thing she wanted especially in this situation. She whimpered just wanting him to stop and yet he wouldn't. She wanted this to be over and yet it seemed to continue, instead of one night here it was already starting to feel that she had been here forever. She felt a tear roll down her cheek...She wanted to push him away, wanted to flee and yet there was nowhere for her to go and she knew that even if she did not want to admit it. She wanted to scream again...but at this moment what good would that have done, aside from more and likely making him angry?

She was biting her lip and she was trying to make her body stop from her nipples being hard and from her pussy being drenched. She gasped when his fingers were again at her pussy lips...not once had he put his finger inside of her yet, but she knew that would happen soon enough. She was breathing heavily now, especially when he teased her clit...she closed her eyes once more trying to imagine she was anywhere but here. She gasped when he squeezed her tight ass, but then his hands started sliding further up her body once more. Each touch made her body tremble, but was it because she was terrified or because it was starting to feel good, when a person shut down sometimes their body would take over them... like a defense mechanism that had to be what this was she thought to herself.

He was massaging her tit, and she again found herself whimpering as if her whimpers were going to make him stop. She started to once more shake her head as if to say no, no she did not want him to do this to her. She continued to keep her eyes shut tight as if that would make this reality less real. She cried out when he pulled the outfit he had chosen for her to wear and he pulled her tit out of it exposing her even more. Her eyes opened at the sound of his voice. Rather what...his voice was soft but still eerie for her. He could not be serious she thought to herself, she would rather do neither...she had never...I mean...anything...she had never done anything, but kiss a boy.

She wanted to cry at his words...but panic was setting in and she knew she needed to try and control the feelings that were coursing through her body. She yelped when she felt his fingers getting closer and closer to her clit once more, he pinched the swollen nub causing another gasp to escape from her lips, but all she wanted to do was scream...She jumped the next time when his finger pinched her hard nipple and she cried out once more... then he tugged on it, not too hard but hard enough for her to notice...and make her jump once more. "Please--don't make me choose." She said another tear rolling down her cheek.