I awoke slowly, my head throbbing. For a while I was confused, expecting to hear the sound of cows outside. Then I remembered I'd left home, so I wasn't anywhere near a farm. Then
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After transporting Tara from the bus station to my little private haven, her being unconscious had made the move easier for me, no struggling...no unnecessary noises like screaming and crying. I had left her chained to the wall near my bed and went out in search of a snack. Carrying the beauty to my home can make a girl hungry, ya know.
Gripping the handle with both hands I tugged the door to the warehouse open and sauntered inside, pulling the door closed behind me.
Though the interior was dimly lit by the moonlight streaking through the windows high above, I could tell my new little puppy had regained consciousness.
"Oh good." The corners of my mouth curving up into a grin as I approached where I had Tara chained.
"You're awake." I said, my steps coming to a halt before the luscious blonde. "So sorry I was not here to greet you when you awoke,precious, but I'm here now." Feeling my grin broadened as I laid my hand gently upon Tara's cheek, my thumb brushing lightly along the soft, warm flesh.
"O-oh," I breathed, shuddering slightly as her thumb brushed me. Her touch was electric; frightening but also exciting. How was it possible that I was excited by this? I know I've always expected to be treated badly, but this was going a little far.
"Please let me go," I said, doing my best not to stutter. "I-I'll... I'll do anything," I said, for I had guessed what sort of leanings my captor had. The kind that I understood. "Anything," I whispered, looking her straight in the eye. "Just don't k-kill me."
"Now pet....I'm not going to kill you, where would the fun in that be."
"And just what might that anything be that you are so willing to do for me?" I moved closer to the chained blonde, my body just pressing against hers. I could feel the warmness of her breath on my cool flesh and the rapid beating of her heart as my eyes locked with hers.
I cringed as she said "where would the fun in that be?" Suggested to me that she might like torture instead. Oh Goddess. I'd scream if I thought anybody would look. But nobody will. The admissions staff at UCS are expecting me, but if I don't show up, they'll probably just think I'm a dropout. And I bet Dad won't look for me.
I'm trapped. Truly, truly trapped.
"And just what might that anything be that you are so willing to do for me?" I blushed, feeling my skin grow red from chest to head. The weight of her body pressed against me in a way that wasn't completely bad. I might be bold enough to suggest giving my body to a demon, but how could I be brave enough to put that into words
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Gripping the handle with both hands I tugged the door to the warehouse open and sauntered inside, pulling the door closed behind me.
Though the interior was dimly lit by the moonlight streaking through the windows high above, I could tell my new little puppy had regained consciousness.
"Oh good." The corners of my mouth curving up into a grin as I approached where I had Tara chained.
"You're awake." I said, my steps coming to a halt before the luscious blonde. "So sorry I was not here to greet you when you awoke,precious, but I'm here now." Feeling my grin broadened as I laid my hand gently upon Tara's cheek, my thumb brushing lightly along the soft, warm flesh.
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"Please let me go," I said, doing my best not to stutter. "I-I'll... I'll do anything," I said, for I had guessed what sort of leanings my captor had. The kind that I understood. "Anything," I whispered, looking her straight in the eye. "Just don't k-kill me."
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"And just what might that anything be that you are so willing to do for me?" I moved closer to the chained blonde, my body just pressing against hers. I could feel the warmness of her breath on my cool flesh and the rapid beating of her heart as my eyes locked with hers.
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I'm trapped. Truly, truly trapped.
"And just what might that anything be that you are so willing to do for me?" I blushed, feeling my skin grow red from chest to head. The weight of her body pressed against me in a way that wasn't completely bad. I might be bold enough to suggest giving my body to a demon, but how could I be brave enough to put that into words ( ... )
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