He kidnapped her tonight. He didn’t mean to but she looked so sweet walking home in that little school girl skirt and long stockings. He loved that look on her and she’d been teasing him for months sending him pictures of her in them. He’d warned her distance was no problem for him if he wanted to fuck her and now here he was and there she was.
He startled her and she knew when she looked at him who he was, she screamed for just a few seconds before he threw her roughly in his trunk taking her cell phone and closing the lid. He was smiling when he drove down the deserted streets, knowing what he was going to do to her and his cock was so hard it ached. She was going to finally know what she’d done to him these last months, she was going to know his pain.
He pulled in to the attached garage of the house he’d rented, it was pretty secluded out here, no one would hear her screams, he was confident of that. He’d planned this just right. She lived a solitary life and had no family, no one would even care that she’d gone missing, especially since he had her cell phone, he could just text people pretending to be her for a few days and no one would even know. This was perfect. He could hear her crying in the trunk and grinned. This, he liked to hear. She must know. She was trying to please him.
He walked around the car and opened the trunk and there was his baby girl. Curled up and in tears he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder walking in to the house. He didn’t bother to go anywhere but the bedroom, it was the only room she needed to get to know anyway. He’d keep her in there forever if he wanted to. It had a bathroom attached to it. He threw her down hard on the bed and pointed at her staring saying one word “stay” and she did. She was a good girl.
He turned and pulled a rope from the top of a stand in the corner and ordered her to stretch her arms above her. Tying her securely to the bars along the headboard he straddled her chest and unbuttoned his pants. He loved this look on her, her big sad blue eyes. She was a living doll. So beautiful and adorable at the same time. He ran his cock along her bottom lip and she opened her mouth. He pressed further in sure she wouldn’t bite him. He held the back of her head and forced her to swallow him further and further each time until she began to gag and choke on him making him laugh. He forced her down on him and held her there and counted off the seconds for her to see how long she could take him. She made it to forty five before she began to buck and try to get him off her. He released her and rolled away from her while she took huge gasps of air. He had to get a hold of himself. He’d almost cum she’d turned him on so much swallowing him like that.
He came back to her ripping her panties off kneeling between her legs, lifting her by her ass and slammed into her as hard as he could, watching her little body absorb the shock of his thrusts he told her to scream as loud as she wanted and she did, jerking and fighting the ropes that held her arms. She arched her back every time he hit deep inside her and he kept going, his fingers digging in to her hips causing little bruises all over her. He leaned down biting along her ribs and working his way up to her neck and along her jaw finally kissing her hard. He was marking her. He wanted to see his marks on her so he knew she belonged to him. He bit her lip drawing a little blood, still fucking her hard and fast.
He leaned back finally looking at her and asked her if she had something to say. She nodded at him with tears and wrapped her legs tight around his back and ass pulling him deeper into her saying “harder baby, deeper, cum for me” and he let go of everything he held back. He lowered his head to one of her nipples taking it in his teeth and bit down grinding his cock into her as far as he could his fingers rolling on her clit making her voice give out as she came, his cum mixing with hers, him telling her she was his good baby girl.
He untied her and slept. She got up to clean herself up and she watched him sleep for a while. She would tell him later that she wasn’t going anywhere, he had yet to understand that without pain there was no pleasure.