Through the Portal (IC)

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High school was finally over! When the last bell rang, Emily Abrams raced to her locker, grabbed whatever was left inside and then headed downstairs to meet her friends in the parking lot. They still had to go through with their graduation ceremony, but classes were done and done, and Emily in particular was looking forward to a fun-filled summer before heading off to college. Some of the senior jocks took it upon themselves to rig up their cars so they could do burnouts in the parking lot, and it drew quite a few laughs, even after the cops showed up.

Even Emily couldn't help but burst into a grin as the squad cars chased them down the road.

When the show was over, Emily continued walking over to her friends car, chucking her backpack into the back seat before climbing in. The engine roared to life a few seconds later, and they high-tailed it out of town to go eat lunch and celebrate. Not long after they sat down, Emily's boyfriend Anthony and a few of his friends (all of whom attended a neighboring school), came in and joined them at the table. When they had all finished eating about an hour later, Emily pulled out some money from her purse and then left with Anthony to go back to her place. Despite having been together with Anthony for almost three years, Emily was still a virgin, and she wanted to keep it that way until her wedding night. Surprisingly, Anthony didn't press her for sex, though that didn't stop him from making out with her at every possible moment, and that night, just before dinner, Emily squatted down between his legs and used her mouth to jerk off his cock, and her small fingers moved up and down furiously against his slick shaft until his hot cum began shooting off into her lips.

The taste of his seed certainly took some getting used to, but it wasn't as gross as she had first imagined. She cleaned off the head and then used her fingers to scoop up the drops of cum that had landed on her chest, licking them clean before getting up onto her feet and scooting into the bathroom to clean up.

As long as the weather held up tomorrow, Emily and her friends were planning a trip to the beach, and the curvy brunette had a special bikini that she had picked out especially for Anthony.

 

[TheVoiceWithout]

Adrik hunkered down in the seat, sliding down a little further while trying to keep his knees from banging against the steering column, which proved to be more than a little difficult. The next time he came on one of these runs he’d remember to find a better car, at least something with more leg room. It wasn’t easy fitting his frame into a compact car, but it made for much better cover and camouflage than one of those huge, fuel guzzling monsters these people seemed to be fond of… ‘Stop whining. Keep your head down and your eyes open.’ That’s what the old man would have said if he’d heard Adrik complaining, and he grumbled under his breath just as he would have done had the old man been present. He wasn’t, though, and hadn’t been for almost two years, leaving Adrik to carry on alone. It wasn’t all bad; it did double his profit margin, after all, and he was still more than a match for most any catch in that particular place.

He watched the cars pull out of the parking lot, tires squealing and smoke rising, police cars already in hot pursuit, searching for the one he’d tagged as a possible catch earlier. She’d proven elusive at times, though not intentionally. It was simply difficult keeping one eye on her and the other peering over his shoulder… It would be easier with a partner, but he’d re-hashed that idea enough times to know it wasn’t going to happen. Besides, the payoff on this catch would be enough to set him up for a good long while, not to mention the fact that he’d be able to break her in personally in Trabian…

Tailing her wasn’t difficult, as she never made any attempt to hide, though he wasn’t about to pull a rookie mistake and simply sidle up and take her in public, much less in a crowded restaurant. This was the only part of the job he hated, the constant sitting and waiting… So much better to be constantly moving, working towards something; but alas, it didn’t seem to be the right time yet. Soon, though, another day or two at most, and then he could slide in undetected, make the catch, and disappear back to the portal and Trabian.

 

[wintersfanatic]

She knew they'd always be together, which was why Emily decided that tonight would be the night. Her plans for waiting until marriage to have sex slowly eroded away, and as they went to the private beach for some fun in the sun she couldn't help but smile warmly at her boyfriend. They were, as plenty of their friends and family had said, the couple that romance movies were made about. When they finally found a spot to set down their beach chairs and towels, Emily and her girlfriends began taking off their outer clothes, knowing that their significant others were watching them very, very closely. While the other girls wore more traditional bathing suits, Emily had opted to wear something very special for Anthony.

First she took off her tank top, exposing her tight young belly and the large, full breasts that were encased in a hot pink ruffled bikini top. The top covered a small portion of her breasts, including her nipples, and left open the sides of her tits, as well as a sizable portion her deep cleavage.

Emily slid her hands down towards her waist, hooking her fingers in her shorts and tugging them down her legs. The matching thong she wore covered her teenage mound from the front, but the strings in the back all but disappeared between her tanned butt cheeks.

Even her friends gave her a shocked look, but their gasps soon turned into playful giggles and knowing smiles. While the guys took to the water, Emily and her close circle of friends retreated to their beach chairs and started applying lotion to their arms and legs. Every so often the guys would come back to "relax" with their girlfriends, and when it was finally time to leave Emily started putting her clothes back on. Grabbing the car keys, she offered to get a couple of things put away before coming back. The young brunette held a couple of towels under the crook of her arm as she made her way towards the parking lot, which was, for the most part, devoid of other cars.

 

[TheVoiceWithout]

When he awoke, Jean was surprised and more than a little frustrated. He had expected to have made the grab and been halfway back to Trabius by morning, though it looked as though that simply wasn’t in the cards. He found himself reflecting on some of the advantages of working with a partner; there was the possibility of a lure, the bait and switch, or of course the ease of creating a distraction… Still, a partner also meant splitting the take, and the fun, a thought that made him grimace and sneer. So what if it took an extra day or two for the pickup, the thrill of the chase and the hunt was an aspect he greatly enjoyed, though it still didn’t compare with the breaking-in of the new slaves…

The car he had chosen hadn’t been the most comfortable to begin with, and the seat had proved a terrible place to sleep. His joints began to protest as he stretched, working out the kinks that had formed while he napped. Granted, he’d slept in worse places while staking out a catch, but this still ranked up in the top five. Luckily, though, he hadn’t overslept, and was in a prime position to follow the target wherever she might be headed. She seemed intent on revelry, completely oblivious to who and what were coming her way shortly, which made tailing her that much easier. He still kept out of sight, though, staying several spaces back and only turning to follow directly when there was another car in front for cover.

The eventual destination proved to be a rather secluded, private beach; no doubt a local hangout of sorts, unknown to the general crowd of tourists and weekenders, judging by the lack of other cars. By the time he managed to park on the far side of the space, behind a rather large SUV, the group she belonged to had already moved down onto the beach itself. Jean was content to wait in the car, though the pristine water did look inviting… Perhaps after this job, when he had enough money saved up to do whatever he wanted for a good long while, he’d come back to this place and go for a swim. He might just as easily try to buy his way into a higher position in Trabius, but he’d cross that bridge when he came to it.

Observation proved to be a little more difficult this time, as the group had moved down the beach some ways before setting up. A lure would have been perfect in that situation, the voice of his mentor sounded in the back of his mind. Pushing it away with a grumble, he grudgingly opened the car door and slipped out, plodding slowly up to a better vantage point that would hopefully keep him out of sight. He needn’t have worried; none of them paid him the slightest bit of attention; all eyes were on the girls as they began to disrobe, especially upon his catch. He chuckled softly to himself under his breath as he watched, thinking ahead to the time when he’d break her in, bend her will to his own, and mold her into an obedient little slave, a shock of excitement rushing up his spine. She was a fine catch, to be sure, and he admitted to himself that half the fun in the hunt so far had been watching her in moments like this… The day passed slowly, lazily, and he had to fight off the urge to settle in for a nap more than a few times before the group looked to be packing everything back in.

In a supreme bit of luck, she had actually broken away and was moving towards the parking lot all alone. Saying a quick word of thanks to lady luck, he crept silently back the way he’d come and towards the car she’d arrived in. He could feel the excitement growing, the anticipation a palpable thing in his chest, beating as fast as his heart. She fumbled with the keys and he saw his chance, darting in and wrapping an arm around her warm, smooth stomach while the other latched over her mouth, preventing her from making a commotion. “Shhhhh….” He cooed in her ear, “Just relax and it’ll all be over soon, alright?” He couldn’t help but chuckle as he slipped the arm from around her waist, flicked the tip off of a small syringe and jabbed it sharply into her neck, pushing in the plunger as she thrashed against him. “Just relax. Just relax.” He repeated again and again as she grew more and more sluggish, finally going limp in his arms. After that it was simply a matter of loading her into his car and driving to a motel outside of town for the night. He’d make for the portal in the morning, after a good night’s sleep in a real bed. And she’d be tied, gagged and bound when she woke up, right there on the bed beside him…

 

[wintersfanatic]

As Emily approached the rear of the car she shifted the towels underneath the crook of her arm and began picking out the right key to use to unlock the trunk. She thought about placing the towels down to make things easier, but what started off as a minor annoyance turned into a groan of frustration as she dropped the keys. "Oh for fuck's sake," the dark-haired teenager mumbled as she finally set the towels down and started to bend down to grab the fallen set of keys.

Just as she started to reach down Emily suddenly felt a strong arm wrap around her midsection, pulling her back up. Before she had a chance to react to the sudden assault, a second hand clamped down against her mouth, preventing her from screaming and alerting her friends. At first she'd just assumed it was one of her friends, sneaking up on her to get a good laugh out of her.

It wouldn't have been the first time they scared the living shit out of her.

When his "soothing" words flooded her ears, Emily knew that something wasn't right.

Someone was actually trying to grab her!

Panic instantly set in, and her young body began to squirm desperately against her assailant. Even with the hand covering her mouth, Emily began to scream for help, ignoring his 'request' that she shush and just relax. How could she possibly relax? As she thrashed about wildly, Emily felt a sharp prick in her neck, and her watery eyes opened even wider with alarm as her system was injected with some sort of drug. The thumping inside her chest began to slow down, and very soon her desperate struggling began to subside. She tried to fight it off, but even though her spirit was strong her body just couldn't stave off the toxins that began to ravage her system.

She couldn't stay awake.

She couldn't... she couldn't stay awake.

When Emily did wake up, her entire body felt numb. Her eyelids struggled to stay open, and her vision was still a bit blurry. Her mouth was dry, but when she tried to move her lips she discovered that something had been lodged between them, keeping her from fully closing or opening her mouth. She groaned, then tried to move her arms and found them tied behind her back. In an attempt to move her legs, she also discovered that they were bound together at her ankles. A single tear slid down her cheek as she took in all that had happened and what was happening.

She'd been kidnapped.

 

[TheVoiceWithout]

The ride to the motel was quiet and quick, much more so than he’d expected it to be. Always on the lookout for potential dangers of some kind or another, he half expected someone else to come walking up as he’d loaded her into his car, or a policeman to conveniently pull in just as they were leaving. When they arrived at the motel, though, everything was quick and easy. He booked a small one bed room for the night, explaining he was on a long trip and needed some place to crash before moving on. The attendant, bored and uninterested, seemed less than enthused but gave him a key and a receipt without any complaint or curiosity before returning to a book that looked dog-eared and well thumbed through.

When they reached the room, he carefully carried her in, tying her hands and legs tightly before laying her out on the bed and trudging off to take a long, hot shower. Coming out, he half expected her to be awake and struggling, and finding her silent and still, he laughed softly to himself before moving to check the window. There were a few other cars in the lot, though none near his own, and he guessed there would only be a few others staying the night. Flopping down on the bed, he idly flipped through channels, not really expecting to find anything. He’d never really understood the draw of television for the people of this world, but it was still something to pass the time until he grew tired. After several fruitless minutes, the girl began to stir, and he shifted so as to get a better vantage point.

“Well, look who’s finally awake…” Grinning as he leaned over and looked into her still blinking eyes, he gave her a sly wink. “I was beginning to wonder if you’d come around tonight or sleep through till morning. Now, before you go screamin’ your pretty little head off, know that you’re bound good and tight and nobody, I mean NOBODY is comin’ for you. By the time they get around to lookin for you, we’ll be long gone,” snapping his fingers, he finished, “vanished without a trace.” She looked groggy, at best, and he sighed, settling in and getting comfortable.

“You looked good out there on the beach today…” Thinking back on it sent a stirring all through him, and he chuckled softly to himself. “You’ll look even better soon enough with a pretty little collar around your neck, though. Hehehe… That’s still a little ways off, though. We haven’t even made it back across the threshold yet, and after the portal there’s ‘initiation’ and all to get through before I put you up for sale.” Stretching his arms out above his head, he let one fall so his side, while the other came down atop hers, hand resting on her warm thigh. Leaning in again, he turned to look her in the eye square and level, unblinking. “I’m telling you this because I want you to know, there’s no way we’re coming back here. Ever. Your old life’s over, same as whatever you had with that guy back there. From now until I unload you on some rich noble, you’re mine, plain and simple. Things will go much easier for us both if you just accept that here and now.” He’d made similar speeches in the past, as had his old partner, and he found that they went a long way towards smoothing things out between hunters, like him, and prey, like her. If nothing else, he’d warned her.

 

[wintersfanatic]

Although Emily was still a bit groggy from the drugs coursing through her system, she was at least aware of her surroundings and the fact that there was someone next to her. Her light brown eyes, watery from the horrible realization that she'd been taken, were soon forced to look out at the man that was responsible for her kidnapping. Had their meeting been under different circumstances, she might have found him somewhat appealing, but the only look she wore on her face was one of absolute fear. He grinned at her, like a true predator, and gave her a knowing wink that sent her heart plummeting.

Emily winced as he snapped his fingers, explaining in horrific detail just how hopeless her situation was.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing... what he was saying to her.

He wanted to sell her. That kind of shit... that only happened in the movies.

Emily squirmed against her bindings, closing her eyes again as another couple of tears streamed down the side of her face. She sniffled as panic continued to set in. From what she could see, they were in some kind of motel room with the blinds drawn to prevent anyone from looking inside. Her young body continued its trembling, and the sheets covering the bed started to bunch up underneath her as she squirmed over towards the edge, acting almost on pure instinct. Before she knew it she'd approached the edge, ready to fall over and land with a heavy thud on the carpeted floor.

 

[TheVoiceWithout]

Jean watched her struggle vainly across the bed, chuckling softly to himself and tossing the remote onto the bedside table. She was much more entertaining than anything on the television, and much more lively, to boot. They always struggled, and they always tried to get away. Why couldn’t they simply accept their situation and make the best of it? Jean supposed he could have found someone more docile, but that wouldn’t have been anywhere near as much fun, both to hunt and to break… And besides, the lively, feisty ones made much better slaves, once finally broken and trained. In the mean time, though…

He allowed her to reach the edge, his eyes roving up and down her lithe young body as she continued to struggle, and just as she was about to fall, he reached out and wrapped a hand around her thigh, pulling her back onto the bed. “Uh-uh, careful now. Don’t go falling off, you might hurt something, and that could lead to a lower price at the markets. Besides, if anyone’s gonna be causing pain, it’ll be me. Hehehe…” He could feel the heat of her body as his hand tightened, pulling her closer as it slid slowly up her thigh. Looking down into her eyes, he relished the fear he saw in them beneath the tiredness and sadness and confusion. Adrenaline surged through his veins as a large, feral grin crossed his face.

Jean felt her pulse pounding as his fingers slowly dug into her skin, preventing her from struggling too hard or moving away again. “Now, now, where are you goin? The fun’s barely even begun and the real party hasn’t even started yet. Don’t be so quick to run away…” He gave her a sinister wink and pulled again, drawing her up against him and leaning slowly down over her, watching her chest heave as she continued to struggle. “Don’t you wanna have fun?” His fingers slid slowly up between her legs, “You sure looked ready for it this afternoon…”

 

[wintersfanatic]

As soon as Emily felt his hand reach down to grab hold of her leg she whined like a pig, and instead of falling forward she felt herself being rolled back onto the mattress. She broke out into another fit of tears, and her entire body shook out of fear as he guided her back towards him, forcing her to look him in the eyes. "Please, please just let me go-ho," Emily mumbled, but the gag in her mouth caused her words to slur, and her cries grew louder and more pitiful as his fingers dug into her soft tanned skin.

The poor girl was a mess as her captor looked her over, watching her large breasts squeeze together inside her top, pushing up against her chest with each heavy breath she took.

She shook her head as he started in on her, and no matter how hard she squirmed she couldn't keep his older hands from moving up her smooth leg. Emily didn't want him looking at her, much less touching her. She yelled at him, but she may as well have been shouting at a deaf person. He'd told her that no one would find her, but at that very moment she was praying to whatever god could hear that she'd be saved. Anytime she caught a light outside the window, Emily's heart skipped a beat, but it would always pass right on by, leaving her alone, once again, with the bastard that had kidnapped her.

She wanted this horrible nightmare to be over.