Kidnapped

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Jack sat in his car opposite the bank waiting for it to open. He's all pumped up, his adrenelin at maximum as he fingers the automatic assault rifle in his hand.

At 19 Jack's a real thug with a record of petty crime and petty violence. This will be his biggest job yet. He's 1m 80, with cropped brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. His musclar body showing the 8 hours a week he spends working out.

He's twitching with impatience, they're late opening. Then he sees the guard unlock the doors. He gets out of the car and walks casually over to the bank, passing quickly through the doors, jamming them closed behind him. The guard hardly has time to protest before he's sent crashing to the floor by the butt of the assault rifle.

There's only one counter open and Jack goes straight to it, the assault rifle pointing menacingly at the teller.

"Don't scream! Don't even think of pushing the alarm! These are armour piercing bullets."

"Now open the screen, and put all the money in these bags. Do you understand?"
 
Jayne had just arrived at the bank, on time thankfully as being late once more would have certainly seen her getting in trouble with the banks manager. She had just put her bag under the counter pressing the button as she saw out of the corner of her eye a man walk into the bank. Hearing the automated "Next customer" announcement she turned and flicked on her monitor.

She looked up and suddenly her eyes snapped open as she saw the end of the gun pointing right at her chest. Trying to steady her breathing she looked up at him and she held her hands out so he could see she wasnt trying anything.

Hearing his demands she reached slowly and without looking to the button that opened the screen, pressing it.
 
As the screen slowly opened Jack's level of anxiety dropped a little. At least she wasn't one of those heros who think they can outrun a bullet.

"Good, glad to see you're not one of those fucking heros!"

He looks through the counter and sees that there is only the teller and the branch manager in the bank. "You, come over here and don't try anything stupid or I'll blow your fuckin brains out!"

He sticks the barrel of the rifle under the teller's throat and tells the manager, "Go open the door and let me in behind the counter. Anything stupid and you both die!"

A feeling of tremendous power came over Jack as the manager opened the door and let him behind the counter. They were doing as he ordered. He relaxed a little more, his heart stopped pounding and his breathing became more calm. It was only then that he really looked at the teller.

With heals she was only slightly shorter than him and even with her office clothes he could see she had a great body. Threatening them with the rifle the move to the bank safe, "Fill these bags with money, and fast. I want to be out of here in 10 minutes."
 
Jayne had been trained to remain calm, though it was now proving hard to do. She couldnt stop shaking and let out a scream and some tears as she felt the cold metal of the gun pressed against her. From behind her she heard the voice of the bank manager and she closed her eyes as she tried to slow down her breathing.

Feeling his hand on her and just looking straight they walked slowly over towards the safe every so often he would push the gun into her, making her let out a groan each time as she felt it start to hurt.

Hearing him bark out his orders she saw the bags fly onto the floor, standing there feeling him stood up behind her she watched as the bags were grabbed and the manager shakily started putting money into them.
 
The manager quickly filles the bags with money and pushes them over to Jack. "There, that's all there is! Take it and leave us alone" he said, his voice giving away how terrified he felt.

Jack laughed, "Ha! Giving me orders now, and me the one with the gun!"

He takes the bags and is about to leave when he hears someone banging at the door, turning he sees two customers waiting. "Shit! I thought I had enough time before the usual customers arrive." be thought. But then he remembered the bank had opened late.

He grabs the teller's arm and roughly pulls her close to him, the gun at her head, and says to the manager, "She's coming with me out the back door. When I'm clear of the cops I'll let her go. If I hear or see a cop car or any sort of road block she dies. Am I clear?!"

"Good, now let in the customers and take care of the guard. Tell them he had a heart attack and needs to go to hospital. If he comes round you'd better make sure it's a long time before the cops are called."

He puts several bags over the teller's shoulder and takes the rest himself, leaving one hand free to hold the gun on her. He pushes her toward the back door, "Let's go, and remember - no heroics"

"What's you name?"
 
She watched with tears dripping down over her cheeks sniffling and closing her eyes everytime he jabbed the gun into her throat. The bags landed just to the side of her feet and she felt so relieved as she felt the gun leave her, looking down she saw him reach and grab both of the bags. She felt him step away from her just as she heard the banging from the front of the bank.

Screaming as she was grabbed, she now felt the gun pressed right at her temple and she sobbed uncontrollably not even hearing him as he starts to shout. She felt the weight of the bags digging into her shoulder and she couldnt stop looking at her manager very fearful for everything.

Her manager shouted at him as she was pushed and stumbling with the gun permanently held against her she was pushed through the back. Shaking she pushed on the bar on the door and it opened onto the back of the bank and they stood there in the doorway the sun shining down on them.

"Jayne..." she managed to say through the tears her heart racing as she was pushed out of the bank almost falling to her knees in the parking lot.
 
Jack pushes her through the door and to the right where they pass behind the bank to a grey Ford parked a few hundred meters away. "Well Jayne, you're going to be with me for a while, just do as I say and I won't hurt you. Besides, I tired of constantly pushing this gun into your back."

Jack's voice is much calmer now, still threatening but not terrifying anymore. As they reach the car he opens the passenger door. "Get in!" he says calmly, "Put on the seat belt!" Jack can't help but see your legs as you slide into the car. Your skirt riding up your legs as you sit into the seat.

He puts all the bags in the trunk and get's into the driver seat.

"Relax, you'll be OK."
 
It was hard to look calm, her eyes were tearing up her bottom lip quivering as she was pushed towards the vehicle. She was shaking as she climbed into the car sitting there looking straight out front, with a shaky hand she reached up pulling the belt over her and clipping it in to the buckle.

He slammed the door shut and she closed her eyes and a tear ran down over her cheek. She didnt open them again she just heard him opening the drivers door, throwing the bags into the back.

More tears came from her eyes as she felt them move off and they drove off so fast she reached out grabbing onto the door handle as they left the parking lot of the bank and headed away.
 
"Lighten up a little," laughs Jack seeing Jayne's fear, "this is an adventure!"

He knew these words were absurd and cynical but he needed her to relax a little. The next part of his plan needed her to appear to be his girlfriend. He rubs her shoulder gently as he drives, "Relax, you'll be OK"

He drives the car to a large parking lot about 3 km from the bank, parks it at the back of the lot, and turns off the engine. "OK, get out. We're changing cars."

"Give me your mobile phone." he orders. Making sure it's turned on, he puts the phone in the back of a parked pick up truck. "That way, when they start lookiing for your phone, they'll be following the truck."

He pushes Jayne to the other side of the lot until they are standing next to a yellow convertible. He puts the money into the trunk and opens the driver's door for Jayne. "Get in, you're driving."

Jack get's into the passenger seat and puts the keys in the ignition. He then undoes the top two buttons of Jayne's blouse and pulls up her skirt to reveal more of her legs.

"I want anyone looking for a bank robber and his hostage to see a sexy young woman and her boyfriend." he tells Jayne.

"The more they see of you, the less they look at me. Now, start the engine and drive. Follow the instructions of the GPS."
 
They drove to a parking lot, Jayne was shaking uncontrollably her eyes all teary and red, "please just let me go" she said quietly as they parked.

When she heard him her eyes closed and tears dropped down over her cheeks. With shaking hands she reached handing him her phone, and cried out as he pushed her over towards the new car.

As he told her to drive she turned and looked at him but said nothing remembering the feel of the gun pointed at her head.

Reaching for the wheel she almost pulled away as she felt his hands, she felt him undoing buttons and even his hand brushing her leg as she put the car in drive looking at the GPS stuck to the glass and pulled away from the parking lot. Still with both hands gripping the wheel so tight her knuckles were white and her legs shaking she drove down the street heading out of the city.
 
"please just let me go." Jayne's words turn around in Jack's head as he looks at his frightened hostage. She's terrified, her white knuckles and shaking legs testify to her terror. Jack is hard and ruthless; frightened people only remind him how easy it is for people like him to get want they want.

"Relax for fuck's sake!" he says menacingly. "Your wimpering and shaking could draw attention to us, so try and relax. Tell me about yourself."
 
"You pointed a gun at my fucking head" She said shaking "And you tell me to relax" she added. As she continued and just stared straight at the road.

She heard him and relaxed her grip on the steering wheel, trying to calm down her breathing she could still feel her heart racing. She ignored him, she didnt want to be talking about herself right now. "Where are we going?" she asked trying to speak calmly though her voice still sounded very shaky.
 
"You pointed a gun at my fucking head"

Jack sneered at her, "What the fuck did you expect me to do, I'm a bank robber! Next time I'll be nicer, please give me the money and come with me as my hostage!"
"You'll do well to be nice to me, remember, I'm the one with the gun."

They had left the city limits and Jack relaxed completely, he was pretty sure the cops weren't following and they had no idea where they were heading. "We're going to a remote cabin where I can hide out for a few weeks until things calm down. You've no need to know where, but we have another 3 or 4 hundred kilometers to go. We'll stop to eat in another 100 kilometers or so."

Jack is feeling more relaxed but it's making him tired. He can't risk falling asleep; he knows a spot a couple of kilometers away. It's remote and the only people who go there are young kids making out.

"Turn here and follow the track to the end of the road."

When they arrive there are only two other cars and their teenage occupants are too busy to notice them drive up.

"Now listen bitch! Close the roof and get into the back of the car as if we're going to make out."

As they get into the back, Jack puts a handgun into his pocket and handcuffs Jayne to the seat.

"I need to sleep. Don't try any heroics like screeming or trying to get away. I'm a light sleeper. If I have to I'll kill you as well as anyone who tries to help."

Jack curls up against Jayne's body and slowly starts to drift into sleep.
 
Jayne drove and drove for what felt like hours. She never relaxed once, her body shaking the tears falling down her cheeks. When he spoke she gasped in fright as he told her to turn down a track and fearing the worse more tears dripped down her face.

She thought he would kill her here where no one could see but then she sees the other cars there when they pull up and that thought recedes a little.

In the back she cried more as the cuffs snapped shut around her wrists she turned looking out at the other cars her head resting against the glass of the window, she looked at them, stared wanting to see someone else. She cringed as she felt him against her but she kept looking kept hoping even as she heard him start to sleep. She watched and waited and hoped, but she saw no one.
 
Jack slept like a baby, waking up around 6:00 with a massive erection. He was always horny like hell when he woke up. In his semi asleep state he'd forgotten where he was and started to grope around, suddenly fully waking up when he sensed a female body next to him. "Hmmm!" he groans as his hands find female breasts and start to fondle them. He's getting more excited as he explores the body next to him. His nose senses the traces of perfume still lingering from the previous day.
"What the fuck!" he shouts, suddenly waking completely and returning to reality.

He sits up, staring at Jayne. Handcuffed, helplessly in the back of the car. He rubs his cock as he watches the rise and fall of her breasts and his left hand starts to mount her inner thigh, pushing her skirt higher. Jack looks around, the parking is deserted, they're alone.
 
Jayne didnt know how long they had been there, her arms ached from being held out in front of her for so long though. Her head was against the cool glass and she had closed her eyes. Then she jumped at the feel of his touch. She tried to move out of the way but she was already sat against the door. She pulled on her cuffs but she couldnt pull her arms down to protect her. Fresh tears slipped down her face and she bit on her lip trying not to scream scared of what he might do. Shaking she felt his hand move over her.

She felt him wake up and move and she allowed herself a glance towards him but then she saw him touching herself and she paniced 'No No No No...please dont do that' she said turning away trembling now. 'oh god now' she said crying as she felt his hand on her leg, she tried to close them but she felt his hand moving up her leg, 'please not this' she begged sobbing and shaking pulling on the cuffs.
 
'No No No No...please dont do that'
'please not this'
Jack hears her cries and sees her sobbing. But his cock is throbbing! His mind is playing out images of how he's going to fuck her; the feel of Jayne's skin drives him on as his hand nears her cunt.

"Stupid bitch!" he screams wild with lust, "of course I'm going to fuck you."

Undoing the cuffs he drags her out of the car and hurls her face down across the hood. For a brief moment he stands behind looking at her spread over the hood. The throbbing in his cock is unbearable. He pushes Janye's skirt high over her hips and cuts off her panties. His cock in his hand and his feet pushing her legs wide apart he pushes the head of his cock into her cunt.

It's dry and it hurts but he keep pushing and pushing until he feels the head of his cock pop into her cunt. He pulls her hips tighted to thrust harder, squeezes her tits , pulls her waist all the time pumping into her as deep as he can go.

"Oh fuck! It's too good!
"Push bitch, push! Let me feel your cunt!"

He feels his cock almost ready to burst as he climaxes, pumping his sperm deep inside her cunt; his hips humping till his cock is limp inside her.
 
Jayne screamed she watched in horror as he undid the cuffs and as she kicked and screamed and grabbed at him she felt herself being dragged out of the back of the car. Hitting the floor hard and groaning as her body suddenly burst into pain.

Knocking a little of the fight out of her Jayne felt herself being picked up and only when she hit the hood of the car did she come too and the screaming start once more. Screaming and banging on the hood trying to push herself up from it but he was much stronger and leaning over her he easily pinned her down.

She sobbed as she felt him her whole body shaking the loudest scream ever coming from her mouth as he entered her. She was still shaking as she finally felt him let go of her. She dint move from teh hood though still laid there shaking. Eventually her legs gave way and she slid down to the floor in front of the car curling up and sobbed and shook her body screaming in pain.
 
Jack didn't notice her screams, only the pleasure of fucking her and feeling the release as he came.

As he lets her go, he sees her crumble to the ground like a broken doll. Jack's not big on guilt or remorse, still she seems really hurt.

"Are you OK?" he stupidly asks as he picks her up. "We have to go, I''ll drive."

"I'll help you get in." he says, almost gently seating her in the passenger seat and fastening the seat belt. "In about an hour we can stop for breakfast."
 
She was only vaguely aware of him, she didnt answer him and just kept curled up as he carried her sitting her back in the car. Sobbing all the time she shook her body curled into the seat as she closed her eyes.

She felt them driving away and only then did she lift her head 'Please, just let me go' she begged.
 
"Please, just let me go."

Jack looked at her, "Why am I keeping you?" he says.

"The longer I keep you the higher the probability that I'll have to kill you. You were a means of escape not a sex slave, and I don't want to kill you."

He suddenly turns the car down a remote side road, and they drive for another 2 hours. First on paved roads and then dirt roads and tracks. He stops the car in the middle of nowhere.

Reaching behind his seat he takes a bottle of water that he'd bought earlier and gives it to Jayne.

"Get out! The highway is 40 miles behind us, and there's a small town in about 50 miles if you keep following the road."
 
She looked at him and took the bottle. Turning away from him she opened the door getting out. Shutting the door behind her she didnt even look back and started walking the way that they had come, back up the first road. Bottle in hand. Her body ached from the attack earlier and she rubbed the tears from her face as she started walking back up one of the tracks.
 
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