The Taking

She was tired but it was Friday and she was pulling into the driveway. She couldn't wait to take off her shoes, mix herself a strong cocktail and maybe even smoke a bowl or two. She had the place to herself all weekend since the roommates were out of town and she was looking forward to lounging around half naked and working on some of her craft projects.

She must have been distracted as she turned off the engine and got out of the car because she didn't notice the white van pull up to the end of the driveway. She was fumbling for her house key when she felt a set of strong hands from behind. Before she even realized what had happened there was duct tape over mouth, her hands were bound and she was tossed into the back of the van by two huge men. Two more guys were in the back of van and they took charge next, blindfolding her and binding her thrashing legs. 

Her mind was racing with possibilities. Was this it? Was this what they had talked about? She had told her boyfriend about her secret fantasy to be kidnapped and used as a sex slave but didn't think he would ever really follow-up on it. She didn't recognize any of the men before they blindflolded her, what if this wasn't set-up for her benfit? Did any of the neighbors see? What would they do to her?

She found out soon enough. An unfamilar voice commanded her to sit still but she was too excited, too frightened, and the van took a sharp turn right then that sent her sliding across the floor. In moments she felt a hand grab her as she was slapped on her right cheek, 'I said sit still slut,' he barked. Feeling the sting on her face she sat as still as she could. Suddenly she was keenly aware of the cold metal being slipped into the waist band of her pants and the sound of cutting fabric. Mere seconds later, she shivered at her nakedness and wildly wondered what would happen next. But they didn't touch her or make any noise for what seemed like ages.

Finally the van came to a stop. One of the men grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the door of the van. Then she was falling onto gravel. Her ass and elbows took the brunt of the fall and she thought she felt blood seeping from her right elbow. She tried to cry out but was only muffled by the duct tape. She was becoming ever more freightened. Her boyfriend wouldn't do this to her would he? He wouldn't let these men get away with treating her like this. When he saw her blood and bruises he would surely put a stop to this. She attempted to focus on her other senses and figure out where she was and if her boyfriend was here afterall.

One of the men spoke up, 'You can forget about searching for your boyfriend. He sold you to us,' he leered and her heart sank, tears starting to stream down her face, no longer fighting to hold them back. 'We're 5 miles from the nearest neighbor so you can yell and scream all you want but that body is our's. Now, if you're a good little slut like your boyfriend says you are, we might let you go at the end of the weekend.'

With that he strode over to her and ripped the duct tape off her mouth. Balling it up and throwing it over her shoulder he then went to work on his belt buckle. 'Get on your knees slut,' the tallest of the men demanded but she started to violently shake her head back and forth. This earned her another hard slap across the face from the man freeing his dick from his pants while tall guy and the man opposite him shoved her to her knees in front of the waiting cock. Her jaw fell open from the shock and he wasted no time shoving his cock in her mouth as he started to force it down her throat. 'That's a good slut, take my cock in your filthy mouth, that's it, all of it,' he crooned sickeningly sweet as his hand grabbed a handful of hair at the back of her head and continued to push her mouth onto his cock.

Just as she was about to resign herself to her fate at the hands of these four animals, the door to the cabin opened and her boyfriend walked in with a silly grin all over his face. She tried to stand up and rush over to him thinking that he was here to rescue her but then she saw the riding crop in his hand and stopped halfway, still in a kneeling position. Her boyfriend's grin quickly flashed to sterness, 'Did I tell you to quit sucking Victor's cock? Get back on your knees slut,' was quickly followed by multiple raps on her ass with the crop. She let out a yelp and her eyes went wide as saucers as she realized what he was saying. She turned back to sucking on the cock in front of her, letting her mind wander and her body surrender. She smiled, she had no idea what was in store for her over the weekend but she knew not to fight it any longer.