Road Trip!

He didn't release her after the kiss, but kept holding her, not interested in chasing her around the room, while the threat of harm coming to Whitney would give him some control over her, it wasn't complete, however he wouldn't want it different.

"You might learn to like it, even if you don't you'll see I have other talents"

While he kept her held by her hair, and trapped with one arm, the other one moved over her body, feeling her stomach, her breasts, her back and her ass, his touch was soft now like tasting her for the first time. Although when his hand came back, retracing parts of her he had already touched it was rough and possesive.

Soon after that he was pulling roughly at her clothes, he would soon turn them to shreds.
 
Ali struggled. "Like what rape?!" Ali tried to pull away as he touched her at first softly than rougher than she was used too. Ali was pretty, but wasn't that experienced around boys. Her parents were ultra strict and she had her fair share of make out sessions. She had sex only the once, but found it boring and much too quick. She would give anything to have that be the only sexual experience she ever had.

Ali realized she should stop baiting him. She should try to talk to him, calm him down, reason with him. His hands were pulling at her clothes tearing them from her body. With her head still pulled back she grabbed his head in both of her hands. "Stop. Don't. I'll do anything, anything just stop. Please."

Ali leaned forward feeling strands of her hair ripping from her head. "You want a kiss?" Ali closed the gap between them and kissed him tenderly passionately. The thought to knee him crossed her mind, but he had too firm of a grip on her. She would do more damage to herself if she tried. Maybe this will work better. Ali stopped the kiss. "Let me go, please ... sir?"
 
Her question nearly made him laugh, he knew that he would rape her, he planned to fuck up her mind enough that she would need him, but at first, it would be rape.

He liked the fire in her, and expected it. That is why he was so surprised when she offered him a kiss, and even more when she kissed him, he kissed back and enjoyed it wasn't passionless, she was making an effort in it.

Then she asked to be let go, that sounded more like her. He smiled, if she was going to play nice he could play nice too.

"You'll do anything if I stop you say? What are you offering exactly?" To stress his point, to show her what he really wanted, he forced his body onto her, making sure she felt the hard bulge in his pants.
 
Ali gulped. "Yes anything." Ali wasn't sure what exactly she was offering, but she got what he wanted. She felt him push her more forcibly onto his cock. Luckily he was still clothed. Ali gulped again. Of course he would want sex. Of course. Could she do it? Lay down and let him rut inside her til he came? Ali felt nauseous.

"Is that what you want?" Ali gave a weak smile. "But first I want to see Whitney and a little romance. I want to wear something special for you. It's my first time." She lied. He wouldn't know that. "If you're going to be the first man," the truth, "to fuck this virgin pussy," a lie, "than can I please have something to make me feel sexy? Sir?"

And if that worked she was going to find a weapon, beat him in the head until he stopped moving, and get her and Whitney out of this fucking hell hole. But she needed to know where Whitney was which brought her back to her first point. "So please, sir, can I see Whitney and make sure she's okay?"
 
She wasn't only fiery, she was smart too. She was trying to play him get a weak spot. He didn't know wether to believe or not that she was a virgin, he wanted it to be the truth, so she had found a way to tempt him.

"Alright, if you want to negotiate, I will at least give you the chance. You will see Whitney..."

he paused briefly "... if you earn my trust, and when I say so."

He moved her slightly away from him taking a good look at her and her body.

"I might indulge in all that you just asked for, something to feel sexy in, and after seeing your friend, but right now, you are going to suck my cock" Then he pulled her hard against him, hugging her so his mouth was near his ear "and if you dare to bite Whitney won't be alive tomorrow"

Then he released her, more than interested in how she would keep playing.
 
Ali breathed a sigh of relief. He was going to let her see Whitney... if he said so? She massaged her neck when he let her go. She was happy just not tt be in that same position. She stared up at him happily, trying to force her smile to seem genuine. "Yes, please let me see Whitney..."

Ali trailed off. He wanted her to suck his cock. She was finally released and she felt cold inside. She gulped and looked at he door. He had the key. It wither suck his cock or get raped. What if he had some sort of disease? Ali felt tears sting her eyes. She was trapped and she had to do whatever she had to do to survive. She slowly sank to her knees. She reached forward and unzipped his pants. His cock was big. Bigger than any guy she had been with. And it was flaccid.

"Oh," she gulped as it started to harden in her hands. Ali closed her eyes and pretended she was doing this for Malikai; an old boyfriend she had never given head. She sucked his cock into her mouth and let her tongue travel up and down that veiny length. She bobbed her head taking more and more of him into her.
 
She didn't argue, she just obeyed moving down to her knees and taking out his cock, the contact with her hands made him harden. Soon he was hard as a rock, she gulped... that suited her virgin story.

As she started to suck and lick him, he moaned, closing his eyes feeling her tongue move around him, and her mouth taking more and more of him. His hand moved to the back of her head, helping her move up and down on his hard cock.

It felt good, but he wanted more, he didn't want just the defeated Ali with no purpose, he longed for the fire he had seen in her, the one that would have told him to fuck off, and be considering biting him now. She would wake up soon enough he decided, once she saw he couldn't be manipulated into letting them go.
 
Ali's hands were on the back of his thighs. She didn't argue when his hand moved tot he back of her head and pushed her even further onto his cock. She gripped his pants tightly when he went too far and she thought she was going to gag. Something hard in his pocket caught her attention even as she continued to control her gag reflex. She rolled her eyes up and stared at Adam as he moaned from the obvious pleasure she was giving him.

Ali's hands inched higher and higher until she could slip a hand into his pocket. She was slowly trying to dig the key out of his pocket. She was almost there. Her finger tips were touching it even as her other hand dug into his thigh so he wouldn't notice what her other hand was doing. Ali had just gotten ahold of the key and was slowly pulling it up out of his pants. Excited she started sucking harder and faster on his cock hoping he wouldn't notice what she was doing.
 
He enjoyed her hands as they grabbed onto him tightly, he missed her attempts to get the key, as engrossed as he was on fucking her mouth. He just moved her head faster, and dug his cock deeper, she didn't choke she just took it. Even started going harder and faster at a point which made him moan louder.

His eyes met hers as she kept sucking, and he moved her head even more forcefully, groaning with each movement.
 
He was pushing her head deeper and deeper and Ali was starting to gag on each stroke. He was moving her head on his cock. His hand was wrapped in her hair forcefully pulling and pushing on her head forcing her to widen her mouth, her throat, and breathe through her nose. Ali was barely able to time his thrusts so that she could breathe.

Ali got the key and slowly lowered her hand to the floor. She slid the key under her knee and replaced her hand needing to balance herself by his legs. His groans were getting louder and he was going faster so she hoped he would cum soon. She wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked harder hoping to push him over the edge and she could stop and pocket the key.
 
He enjoyed when he almost gagged her, specially because it showed him how much effort she was doing to suck him properly, even if she was doing it in order to be able to breath, as he sped up it increased her difficulty but she still managed.

She made a weird movement with her hand, as if she could lose her balance which was strange considering the way she was holding on to him, while this made him suspicious it didn't stop him from enjoying her mouth.

As she sucked harder, he kept looking into her eyes trying to read her, and then he exploded filling her mouth with his warms seed.
 
Ali kept sucking and she rolled her eyes to meet his gaze. He was staring down at her and she panicked wondering if he saw her. If he had been watching her the entire time. Ali felt him expand in her mouth and she glanced at his cock not knowing what was going on. Then she felt jet after jet of his semen hit her tongue. Ali thought it would be gross and aside from the slimy feel it tasted pretty good. She heard some men's cum tasted different or better, but his was actually kinda sweet. She found herself swallowing and sucking harder trying to get more and more. It was her first blow job and she found aside from him fucking her face she enjoyed it. Though if she was honest and this wasn't a kidnapped situation if this was Nate she would have liked the face fucking.

Ali bent over leaning over her eyes. As she stood up she palmed the key. She made sure he was staring at her and snuck the key into her back pocket. "Did I do okay?" Ali wasn't sure what she was going to do, but she had to knock him out, use the key, find Whitney and get out. Right now she would play nice. "That was my first time. Was it good?"
 
He felt her swallow everything that his cock spurted and moaned loudly, he expected her moving away or coughing, maybe even just take it and let it drool, but never for her to hungrily eat all that came out, her milking his cock dry.

She stood up and he was puzzled at not figuring out what was that early weird move, his thoughts hadn't went back to the key yet.

He smiled at her question, unsure if he should believe her. He reached and cupped her cheek, pulling her towards him.

"Yes it was good" he said looking into her eyes "are you sure it was your first time?"
 
Ali smiled shyly as he placed his palm on her face and pulled her closer. She hadn't ever done it before and was happy that she actually had skill in the act. She looked around the room and didn't see anything real good. "Yes. This is my first time. Not with any boy ever." Ali's eyes harden and she slammed her knee into his groin. When he bent over she kneed him in the face. "And it shouldn't have been with you."

Ali ran to the door and pulled the key out of her pocket. She slammed into the door and glanced back. He was kinda getting up. She slid the key into the lock and opened the door. Ali ran into the hallway, "Whitney! Whiiiiiiitney!"

Ali went to the left and looked into the rooms. The doors were all locked. She pounded on the doors trying to stir Whitney. Thinking she went the wrong way she turned to go back, but he was coming out into the hall. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
 
He smiled when she did, when she attacked him he cursed himself, he had allowed her to get the best of him, not only that she had even managed to get out of the room without his permission, take the key in front of his eyes. He couldn't let that happen again.

It wasn't something he couldn't fix, even if she found Whitney's room, even if the other girl was already awake there was nothing they could do until he came, and she would never leave without her precious Whitney.

It was easy to follow her, she wasn't exactly being silent.

"Will you try to negotiate again? or do I have to catch you?" He said as he followed her, moving quickly but not running.
 
Ali backed up as he came closer. "Negotiate. I sucked your cock. Now let me see Whitney." He took a step and she took a step closer. "You said you would do it. And something sexy to wear and to be all romantic." He took another step and she took another step backwards. "You promised." He took a 3rd step and Ali turned and ran.

There was a stair way and she ran down it. She kicked off her shoes so she could run faster and jumped the last 5 steps falling to her feet and hands. Standing she saw the door, but she couldn't leave without Whitney. Running to the door she opened it and then as quietly as possible ran to the kitchen. She opened the drawer, but it made too much noise. Glancing back into the living room she hoped he hadn't heard it. She had opened a junk drawer with nothing good inside that she could use.

Hearing footsteps Ali ran out the other side of kitchen and found herself in a hallway. Not sure which way to go she hesitated. She could keep going around and wind up back at the front of the house. She was upstairs and hadn't heard a sound from Whitney, maybe there were rooms down here where he was keeping her. Ali tried a side door, but it was a bathroom. Ali went to another door, but it was locked. Maybe this one had Whitney. Ali tapped lightly on the door.
 
"I promised I would let you see her, if you earned my trust. I'm sure you are smart enough to know you haven't done that yet."

Then she bolted, and he was forced to run after her other wise she could get away, he was sure that she wouldn't escape without her friend, but this game was getting less and less amusing by the second.

He showed her confidence whenever she saw him, but he was getting restless. Following her noises and some of his gut he had already trailed her through most of the house, that was much more freedom than what he was willing to give her this soon.

It became worse as he saw in front of which door she was, she still hadn't noticed him, and he hoped Whitney was still asleep. He rushed to her and grabbed her roughly.

"Enough of this game, you are coming back."
 
Ali tapped the door a little harder. Too late she realized he was beside her. He grabbed her and she screamed. Obviously her plan to make him think she ran out the front door was a bust. She struggled, but he was too strong. Dammit, where the hell was Whitney.

"Whiiiiiiitneeeeeey!"

His hand came across her face. Ali was more shocked than hurt. She whipped her head up moving her hair from her eyes and staring furiously at him. "You pig. You swore I could see her. Just let me see her. I swear if you let me see her I will do anything. I swear it. Just let me see her. I give you my word and I don't break my word. I swear. Trust me. Trust me!"
 
He shouldn't do it, he shouldn't indulge her, but he wanted to hold her acountable when she proved she was lying. He could move Whitney to another room afterwards. What would be the odds of her finding her once more, he reasoned.

"Alright, I'll trust you, but you are on thin ice, remember I warned you"

He grabbed her tightly, he wasn't going to let her attack him again, at least not so easily. He reached with his hand and dug his fingers into a small opening in the door and he pulled, opening a small window and now through a glass they could see into the room.

"She is completely unharmed... for now" he let the idle threat float in the air and then added, "and I didn't have sex with her in case you were wondering"
 
Ali's heart leapt into her throat. He was going to let her see Whitney. She couldn't breathe. She was so eager, but he only opened a window. Ali looked in and saw Whitney was fine, but that wasn't enough. "I want to touch her. Feel her. Please." Ali turned to Adam and grabbed his lapels. His words did little to make her feel better.

"Please. Just let me touch her. Make sure that she's okay." Whitney was huddled in a corner with her head down. At least Ali knew she wasn't dead, but she needed more.

"Please, Adam. She's my sister and don't know it. Her skin is so fair so her mother was able to keep the secret, but I found out. I have uncles who have blond hair and blue eyes too so it was luck that she came out looking like a valley girl instead of more darker tones. Please. She's not just my bestfriend. Let me touch her, comfort her. I haven't lied to you yet and I promise tenfold that anything you want I'll do. You want to be my first I'll glad you fuck you right here on the floor. Just let me go in there and talk to her. Please."
 
He couldn't believe it, she was manipulating him again. He wanted to let her talk to her, but he couldn't trust her not like this at least, he had to gain some control over her, because once she got what she wanted, she was going to go back to her escape plan.

"This is what will happen, for some reason I can't understand I will grant what you ask, you are coming back to your room with me, and I'll lock it again, in one hour I'll take you to see Whitney, if you try to haggle you won't talk to her again for a long time. What is it going to be Ali?"
 
Ali jumped when he said he was going to grant her request, but not right now. Her smile faltered and she had to give that to him. Ali tried to look her prettiest like when she was with her boyfriend and was appeasing him. "Okay. Let's go back to the room. But you did say you weren't going to try to fuck me until you had something sexy for me and a little romance right?"

Ali was trying to remind him that he promised not to rape her. She had agreed to that at least. Ali turned back to the door and rested her hand against the door. She turned back to Adam and followed him up the stairs and back to her room. She sat in a chair instead of the bed afraid of giving him any ideas. She stared up at him not sure what to do.
 
She kept talking, only to push back the time he would fuck her, it wasn't in his plans to do so now anyway. He wanted her in the moment, not distracted with thoughts of her friend... sister, whatever he wasn't sure he bought that story any more than the virgin one.

The trip back to her room went without incidents, and he nearly laughed when she avoided the bed to sit on a chair.

"I'll be back with something for you to wear, I ruined your clothes earlier, wash yourself if you want, I won't disturb you until it's time for you to see Whitney."

With that he closed and locked the door.
 
Ali was kinda relieved her left her to herself. She did go into the bathroom and she was just going to wash her face, but a hot shower sounded better. Actually a hot bath, but baths were meant to be taken for hours and she didn't want to be naked when he came back for her so a quick shower it was. Ali quickly changed out of her clothes and climbed into the hot water. It felt so good and the water stayed hot.

Ali got out quickly dried off and redressed. She checked her watch and knew she had a few minutes before he would supposedly returned. That's when she remembered. Her phone. Where were their phones. Her purse? Was it here in the room with her? Ali was on her hands and knees searching for it when she heard the knob turned. She quickly got up and returned to the chair everything looking the same except her hair was wet.
 
As he walked in she was in the chair, her hair was wet so he had a slight clue of what she had been doing.

He handed her a black dress "put this on, it should be your size, once you are ready I'm taking you to see her, don't think I forgot your promises, and you better don't try anything underhanded"

He stood there at the door, waiting for her reaction.
 
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