A twisted little adventure...

---Katie's POV---

"Mmm that's right baby, let me hear you moan." cc growled, pushing the vibrator further in to me.

Out of all the things I imagined for this day, this was not one of them. I never thought I'd end up tied to the bed and being fucked with a vibrator. I never thought I'd be slapped around and treated like a little slut. Above all- I never thought I'd enjoy it so much.

I gasp loudly and let out a moan of pleasure. Fuck, I wasn't expecting this. I arched my back off the bed, tugging at the restraints. Holy shit.

Before today I hadn't gotten sexual with anyone. I had never even gone wove kissing, which, at age 20 was considered strange. It wasn't that I didn't want too, or was saving myself for marriage. It's just that I'd never found anyone I considered good enough. Hot enough. Christian was everything the other men who wanted me were missing

The pleasure building up inside of me was so full and intense I could hardly bare it.

"Jesus Christ.you look so beautiful right now, Katie." master growled, pushing the vibrator so far in to me I squealed in a mix of pain and pleasure. "it taking every ounce of self control I have not to just fuck you senseless right now." I noticed his quickly growing erection and felt almost proud. I had done that. Me.

"oh god." I gasped loudly. As he hit something inside of me that sent pleasure shooting through me.
"oh you like this?"
"Yes master." I nearly scream. The pleasure was building and building. I was close.
"m-master. I'm close." I warned him.
"you'll come when I say you can come!" he growled, quickening his pace, pumping the vibrator in and out of me. I felt as though I was going to explode as I arched my back higher off the bed, tugging with all my might at the restraints. I can't help but let out some loud moans as I desperately tried to stop myself from coming.

"Please master." I moaned. "please."
"please what?" he teased.
"please let me come master please." I begged.
"Fuck. I love it when you beg for me. Holy shit Katie I want to bang your fucking brains out right now." His words had even more pleasure sent through me. I badly wanted to feel his huge cock inside of me, but he had told me earlier he wasn't allowed too yet.
"Please master, let your slut come." I begged.
"okay. Come for me, Katie." He suddenly hits my spot, causing loud screams of pleasure to escape me. I tug even harder at the restraints as I release around the vibrator, moaning loudly as I do so. I breath heavily trying to recover from what just happened. His hand runs softly down my body.

"You really don't know how beautiful you look when you scream and come," Cc whispers softly in my ear. "Can you remove the handcuffs please Master?" I breath.
"Of course darling," he unlocks the cuffs, freeing my arms. I glance at them where a red mark from where I've been tugging throughout the whole act. Holy fuck. The marks alone would be enough to make me wet later, remembering what just happened.

"You're a little screamer- Katie." cc smirked "if I'd have known that I would have taken you years ago. Nothing gets me more than screaming. Anyway. We need to get you dressed up nice for dinner."
"okay well wh-" I started.
"thing is." cc interrupted "you're mine. Your body is mine. So I don't want anyone else to look at it, understand?"
"y-yes." I replied, confused. So he means, I have to dress modestly? That's okay. I like the thought of being only his. "
I want you to wear this." he said, handing me a pair of light blue skinnies and a long sleeve, high necked black t shirt.
"Yes master." I replied.

Anything for you master.

---Sadie's POV---

"but, like I said. I'm so sorry it had to be this way." Jake told me, discarding his cigarette butt and stamping it out. "I had no choice but to take you. It'll all make sense eventually." he promised.

Jake had taken me outside the building for a smoke. From the outside, it was clear the building was an abandoned hotel or something of that nature. It was a huge, gothic building with pillars and towers, it even sort of resembled a castle. Except that the whole thing was black. Each other and every door, wall, pillar and window frame, as black as night. There was no way the five men and five of us girls would even be able to occupy all of the vast building, making me wonder about why they owned such a building, and what each room held. It was fucking scary, really.

"it's okay." I assured, taking a drag of my cigarette. "there was nothing for me in Jersey, anyway. I'll miss my friends, though."
"I wouldn't say I'm sorry for all this though. I'd never had met you, and I know it's not been long Sades but I've got to say, I suddenly can't imagine a future without you."
"Sweetheart." I cooed, standing on my tiptoes to kiss the beautiful man before me. God he was so sweet. He pulled away from our quick kiss.
"I need to get you ready for dinner soon, doll. Finish that smoke and then meet me inside." he gave me a quick peck on the cheek, as it was easier, with our height difference. Before heading inside.

I took another drag, while pondering whether I should tell the other girls about the building we're in. I'm not sure Jake was supposed to have let me outside, seeing as I could just run off any minute, and I didn't want to get him into trouble. That's when it struck me.

He had left me alone outside.
I could just run.
I should run.
I have the chance to escape from where I'd been kidnapped. Sure, I'd met a real nice guy, and had been thinking for the last 3 hours how happy I was. But it was probably just Stockholm shock syndrome! I probably only think I like him because I feel I have to!
That's it! I'll run! I can run.

I threw my cigarette butt down and walked forward.

I can just leave.

And I ran.

I ran.

Inside.

I ran inside.

I can't run.

I can't leave.

I think I love him.

"thank god you came in. I thought for a second you had ran off." Jake sighed in relief.
"I could never do that." I sighed, before meeting his lips. Cities fell. Rivers stopped. Fireworks flew. That was the intensity of our loving kiss.

"I want you to wear my t-shirt for dinner." Jake murmured, softly, after we pulled apart "it'll be like a dress on you, and that way everyone knows you're mine."

"I like that idea." I told him, slipping my vest off, throwing the t-shirt over my head before pulling off the shorts from underneath. It was a plain faded blackish grey t-shirt. It looked as though he had had it a very long time. It fell to just above my knees.

"you look beautiful in my clothes, Sadie." he cooed. He has no idea what he does to me.

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