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The runaway was next to wake up. Joseph escorted her in. “This is Detective Becker.” Julia saw the unmistakable look of fear as she invited her to sit.
“I was kidnapped.”
“Kidnapped?”
“A man put me in the back of his van. I felt a shock and couldn’t move and then he closed the door and started driving.”
“The officers found you wandering around naked in the park. Have you been selling yourself?”
“No! The man made me take my clothes off. He made me suck him.”
“How old are you?”
“Eighteen.”
“How old are you really?”
The girl paused and Julia leaned forward on her elbows.
“What’s your name?”
Again the girl didn’t respond.
“Let me tell you what I think. I think that you are not eighteen. I think that you ran away from home. I think that you are afraid to tell me your name because you don’t want me to send you back. I think that you haven’t been on the streets for very long. I think that you were hungry and cold and scared and so you’ve done some bad things. I think that you are not happy with what you are doing. What I want you to think about is whether your life is better now than it was at home.”
She let the girl ponder a moment before continuing. “I’m sure your parents are worried sick about you. I’m sure that it won’t matter to them what you have done. They would just be happy to have you back safe and sound. What do you think?”
A range of emotions crossed the girl’s face. “What is your name?”
“Karen Chapman.”
“Karen, how old are you?”
“Fifteen.”
“Where are you from, Karen?”
“Sterling, Michigan.”
“You ran away?”
“My mom got a new boyfriend, only he was more interested in me than her. I tried to tell her but she wouldn’t do anything because she was afraid she would lose him. I couldn’t take it anymore.”
“And have you been selling yourself here?”
Karen nodded. “I stayed at the bus garage the first few days because it was so cold out. A man brought me breakfast from McDonalds one day. He was a commuter, he said. He said he had seen me there the last couple days. He told me if I was there when he came back he would put me up in a hotel for the night… I hadn’t even had sex before then.”
“So he took you to the hotel?”
“He took me to the hotel and he ordered pizza and beer while I took a bath. He turned on the porn channel and we started watching. I was embarrassed. He asked me if I had ever done anything like that. I told him I was a virgin. He said I could sleep in the room if I would have sex with him.”
“So for the price of a pizza and a hotel room he had a virgin.” Julia made a mental note for Gantry, Dom and Mike to troll the bus stations and Grand Central. “You didn’t report him to the police?”
Karen shook her head. “I would have had to tell them who I was.”
“And this man last night? He didn’t kidnap you did he?”
Karen shook her head.
“Did anyone else see him? See what he looked like?”
“I don’t think so.”
“What did he look like?”
“He pulled up in a white van. He had a hooded jacket on. White male, early forties maybe. Brown hair cut short. Dark eyes. I didn’t really notice much else.”
“You are a juvenile. We could press charges on him for that if we could find him. Tell me what happened.”
“The cab of the truck was warm and he took me a couple blocks away and had me get in the back. He closed the door and turned on a dome light and watched while I took my clothes off. There isn’t really much else to tell. I had agreed to a blowjob and I gave him one. I was still on my knees when I felt a shock go through me. I couldn’t move and I felt him give me a shot. Then he got out of the back and started driving. Eventually I could move again and I banged on the sides of the van. I tried to open the doors, but they were locked. Then I must have passed out.”
“Would you like me to call your mother now?”
Karen looked at her.
“I’m sure that boyfriend is long gone by now. He was probably only there because of you. How long have you been gone?”
“Since January 2nd.”
“Two and a half months?”
Karen nodded.
“And you’ve been selling yourself since?”
“Not until my money ran out, and then only to get enough food. I didn’t like doing it.”
“Tell me you made them use condoms.”
Karen’s eyes filled with fear. “Most of the time it was oral. I only had straight sex that first night and then two other times. One of them used a condom. The other two didn’t.” Julia leaned forward and smiled reassuringly.
“We have a shelter at the back of the station. You need medical attention to make sure you don’t have venereal disease. We can get you warm food and a hot bath and clean clothes. Give me your mother’s phone number and I’ll call her and let her know you are okay. Then we’ll make arrangements to get you on a bus home.”
Julia wrote the number as Karen recited it. “Can I talk to her?”
“Sure. After everything else is taken care of you can have a nice long talk with her. There are phones in the shelter.” They exchanged a smile and Julia looked at Joseph.
Joseph stepped forward. “If you will come with me?”
Gwen felt a dull throb in her head and her mouth was dry and filled with cotton. She didn’t even remember getting home. The last thing she remembered was getting in the cab. She pushed the pain away and rolled over. Maybe if she slept longer the headache would go away. She smiled remembering the bar the night before and then went back to the pond.
They had been going to the barn in the evening four days straight and today was Brian’s 18th birthday. It was the hottest day of the summer so far. Gwen was in her string bikini bottom lying on her back on the beach towel with her eyes closed. The rest of her clothes were locked in the truck and Brian had the key. She smiled as she felt the twine across her nipples, first one and then the other. She opened one eye and smiled at him watching as he leaned down and sucked on the closest one. He didn’t even notice as she untied the strings at her hips. She arched her back groaning with pleasure as she lifted her hips and pulled her bottoms away. He continued nuzzling her breasts without noticing. She smiled as he finally pulled away and sat up. The look on his face when he finally saw was priceless. He looked at her face to know she was willing. She smiled, “Happy Birthday.”
“Are you sure?”
“Very sure. I want to give myself to you to enjoy, but I want it for me too. I love you, Brian. I want to be with you.”
She watched as he searched her face and then looked back and stroked her hair. She knew it couldn’t please him as much as it did her and she spread her legs. Gently he continued stroking her and then bent down to lick her. She gasped with the pleasure and pushed up on her elbows to get a better view. He smiled at her and licked her again. “It gets even better. Just relax completely and let yourself feel whatever you feel.” Gently he began to suck on her. It didn’t take more than three minutes that first time. She groaned and lay back as she started to come and he managed somehow to reach up and rub one of her nipples. She felt all the muscles in her groin begin to pulse and throb with the most wonderful feeling and she relaxed completely and reveled in it. He was above her again somehow and whispered. “I told you it was better.” She was almost in tears with joy as she kissed him. She felt his cock against her and raised her knees as he had shown her a few days before. He entered slowly gasping at the tightness. He almost didn’t make it all the way in before he exploded. He had told her it would hurt that first time, but she was still on the downswing from her orgasm and he was exactly where she wanted him. She held him to her when he started to withdraw and began stroking his chest and abdomen. He sighed helplessly and began kissing her as she locked her legs around him. He pulled out halfway just before and then pushed in as he went again.
They fell asleep by the pond limbs entangled.
A man entered as Lisa woke up. She didn’t know where she was, but she saw Gwen sleeping on a cot not far away. She wore contacts and her eyes were dry. She saw her purse and grabbed it as he led her away. She had gone back to the table after the contest to join Heather and Gina and wait for Gwen. When Gwen hadn’t come back out she sent the others home and went back to check. Mike had come to the room and told her that Gwen was with Dom and would be out shortly. He had kissed her and pinched her behind and sat with her for a few minutes. After that things had gotten a little fuzzy. Now her head ached and her mouth was dry. She knew she had a huge case of dragon breathe and she was trying to decide where she was and how she got there.
The man stepped aside and gestured for her to enter a room. It was an office and a woman was seated behind the desk shuffling papers from a file folder. The woman was in her early sixties, slender and elegant with hair perfectly coiffed. She wore just enough makeup and her nails were immaculate. Lisa looked at the man as he spoke. “This is Detective Becker.” Her mind scrambled to make sense of what he had said. The woman gestured her into a chair. She sat mutely as the man closed the door and backed against it. Neither of them was smiling at her. Desperately she tried to remember what had happened after Heather and Gina had left the bar.
“Am I under arrest?”
“Your name is Lisa Secker?” Lisa turned to the woman and nodded mutely. There were two ID’s in her purse. They must have seen both. “How old are you?”
“Please.”
“How old are you?”
“Nineteen.”
The woman nodded. “The cab you were in ran a red light that resulted in an accident. The officers on scene observed you and your friend in the back seat passed out. They found two Drivers Licenses in each of your purses. You were arrested for consumption of alcohol under the age of twenty-one and using false ID to obtain alcohol by fraud. Either one of those offenses would probably get you probation. We ran your criminal record and discovered that you have no previous offenses, however, when the officers searched your purse they also discovered this.” Julia reached into the top drawer of her desk and pulled out a shrink-wrapped package of white powder. “Now this on the other hand is much more serious. This will get you jail time.”
“But it’s not mine!”
“It won’t surprise you to find out that everyone we confront says the same thing.”
“But it’s not! I don’t even use drugs!”
“The way that it is packaged and the amount leads us to believe that you are a mule. We believe that someone hired you to deliver this to someone else. If you are willing to tell us who hired you, or who you are to deliver it to, we might consider a deal.”
“I can’t. You have to believe me. The drugs don’t belong to me. Someone must have put them in my purse without my knowing!”
“Why would anyone do that? Do you know how much it is worth? The street value of that package is close to four hundred thousand dollars. Why would anyone in their right mind put it in your purse and let you walk away with it unless you were hired to deliver it?”
Julia waited, but Lisa couldn’t come up with an explanation. “There was another item of interest in the vehicle. A DVD of your participation in the contest at the bar.” Julia picked up a remote and slid her chair to view a television attached to the wall behind her desk. She turned it on and brought up the portion of the tape where she was playing with Gwen’s breasts. Lisa watched in mute embarrassment as the woman switched from that to the other time she and Gwen were playing with each other. It seemed to her that the woman watched much longer than she needed to and actually seemed to be enjoying it. Julia hushed her when she finally found her voice to object. “We found birth control pills. Tell me, are you sexually active?”
Lisa stared at her and then nodded.
“What you did with your friend, are you a lesbian?”
“No! We only did that because it could help us win!”
“Do you make them use condoms? We found them in your purse.”
“Yes.”
“All of them?”
“Yes. What business is it of yours?”
Julia nodded assessing her. “You are over eighteen and so what you have done on the DVD is not illegal. You were obviously a consenting party as is your friend. Still it doesn’t lend much to your character or your credibility.” She turned to Robby. “This one is all yours Officer Daniels.” She turned back to Lisa. “You will go with Officer Daniels. Anyone who is arrested on possession of drugs is strip-searched. He will strip search you and you will be fingerprinted and processed and escorted to a cell. You can do this cooperatively or not. Judging by the DVD you shouldn’t have any problem with it, but if you do, you will be handcuffed and the outcome will be the same. Do we understand one another?” Lisa nodded in humiliation. She felt like throwing up. “Oh, and Officer Daniels?” He turned to her and she handed him a clipboard. “Have the lab take some blood and test her for narcotics in her system.” The man nodded as he took her elbow and led her out.
Lisa watched him sideways as he led her down a long cinderblock and tile corridor. He was probably in his late twenties and about six feet tall. He was blond and handsome in a careless sort of way. He hadn’t shaved in a day or two and his clothes were casual and rumpled as though he had left them in the dryer too long. He was muscular though and his gaze was direct. She could have been drawn to him in another setting. She thought he might be reasoned with.
“I am telling the truth. The drugs weren’t mine. I don’t know where they came from.”
He shrugged without agreeing or disagreeing.
“Am I going to be allowed to call someone?”
“After you are processed you will be allowed a phone call.”
“My father is a lawyer.”
“Then I’m sure he would advise you to cooperate so we can discuss a deal.”
“How can I cooperate when I have no idea how the drugs got in my purse?”
“That is a dilemma.”
Lisa preceded him into the room he indicated. The room had a mirror on one wall and a table with chairs on one side facing the mirror. There was another door on the opposite wall and a filing cabinet in the corner with a phone on top. The officer set the clipboard on top, opened the top drawer and pulled out a plastic bag, surgical gloves, a small flashlight, a tongue depressor, KY jelly and a metal instrument she was alarmed to see was a speculum. He put the bag on the table. “Take off all of your clothes and place them in this bag.”
She gasped at his directness and shook her head slowly in humiliation. She glanced at the mirror.
“It is an observation room. It is empty and locked now.”
“If I am convicted how long would I be in jail?”
“Probably near twenty years.” He waited a moment watching panic set in. When she made no move to cooperate he continued. “You remember what Detective Becker said. This will have to be done one way or another. It’s your choice. It doesn’t matter to me.” As she still hesitated he continued again. “You seemed perfectly willing to show yourself to over two hundred people last night. If you had won, would you have done what the other girl did? Would you have taken all your clothes off in front of that crowd?”
“No.”
“I’m not so sure.”
“I don’t know why Gwen did. She hardly dates and won’t have anything to do with the guys. It was completely out of character for her. We had to talk her into coming. We didn’t even tell her about the contest until the last minute. None of us could believe she would even be in it.” She flinched as the officer approached her. He slid the bag toward her and smiled as she began to cry. “Please don’t make me do this.”
“No one else will see.”
“This is so humiliating.”
The officer approached her and took her hand. Lisa looked at him startled and saw sympathy and understanding in his eyes.
“I know you’re frightened. I’m not the bad guy. I’m only doing my job. I know it’s hard. You might as well get it over with sooner as later.”
Lisa pulled away and brushed the tears from her cheeks. “Do you believe me?”
“What?”
“Do you believe me? That the drugs weren’t mine?” She met his eyes pleading for him to believe as he studied her. “They weren’t mine. I swear I don’t know where they came from. I’ve never been in trouble before. I’d do anything to prove it to you. You have to believe me. Please.”
There was a look in his eye that frightened her, but gave her hope as well. He looked over his shoulder at the mirror and then back to her with a hunger she recognized all too well.
“I might be persuaded.” He stood waiting and finally she came tentatively closer. He was looking directly into her eyes. She could feel his breath on her face. She made her decision and kissed him. At first he didn’t respond, but then she felt his hand come to her hip and at last she felt him respond. She pulled away slightly with her head down, cheek-to-cheek with him.
“Would the Detective listen to you?”
“She would take my opinion into consideration.”
“What would it take to persuade you?”
“Cooperation. Obedience. Are you ready to take your clothes off now?”
She brushed her tears away and nodded. He stood next to her as she began to remove her clothes. She covered herself after she removed her blouse. She glanced at the mirror again. “You’re sure there is no one watching?”
“I promise. Don’t you think I would get into trouble if someone were?”
Lisa nodded, persuaded at last, and put her blouse into the bag. The officer smiled as she turned to face him before removing her skirt and the rest of her clothes. She put everything in the bag and then stood in front of him as he looked her up and down and smiled. “Open your mouth.”
She complied, not understanding. He picked up the flashlight and tongue depressor and searched her mouth.
“Turn and face the mirror.” After she complied he spoke again. “Lift your hair up off the back of your neck.” She complied again and as he felt through her hair and stroked her neck he continued. “Look in the mirror. Look at yourself. Do you see how beautiful you are? Will you give yourself to me? I might believe you if you are willing to convince me. What do you think?”
“I will do whatever you ask if it keeps me out of jail.”
“Put your hands on the table.” She turned her back to the mirror and placed her hands on the table. She held perfectly still as she felt his hands on her breasts. She groaned and spread her legs as he placed his thigh between them. She felt his fingers playing with her and groaned again holding perfectly still. It surprised her that she responded so easily. “Don’t move.” She kept her legs spread obediently as he left her side to put on a surgical glove. She watched with dark eyes as he put some KY on his index finger and then returned to her side. He fondled both of her nipples with one hand while he slipped his finger in her rectum and probed until she gasped and opened herself further for him. He removed his finger and the glove and turned her around. “Put your hands on the table behind you and spread your legs again.” Quickly she did as she was told. She held herself wide as he slipped his fingers in her crack and played with her clitoris. She groaned in spite of herself as he continued. “Don’t move. Watch in the mirror.” She watched as he played with her nipples and her cunt. She watched as he knelt in front of her and licked her. It was all she could do to hold still. Finally he stood again and stood in front of her with his thigh between her legs pressing into her cunt. She would have hugged him, but again he told her not to move as he stroked her nipples and french kissed her. The next time she moved he didn’t try to stop her. She unbuttoned his shirt and ran her fingers over his chest and then undid his pants. He was already hard as she took hold of him and continued kissing her as she played with him. Both were breathing hard as he backed away abruptly. He stepped out of his pants, but left his shirt on and his voice was a whisper. “Will you kneel?” She nodded. “Not for long and only the tip, then I want you to lay on the table and spread your legs with your hands.” She nodded again and knelt on the floor. His cock throbbed as she licked him. Abruptly he pulled away again and then came back to her and she took him in her mouth again. The second time he pulled away he pulled her up from the floor and led her to the side of the table. She lay down and pulled her legs up as he entered her immediately. She groaned with pleasure as he fingered her clitoris while pumping slowly in and out. “Do you want me?”
“Yes!”
“Are you sure?”
“Oh, please, yes!”
“Relax.”
She groaned helplessly and arched her back, coming as he pounded into her. He stayed in her when he was done balancing himself with his palms on either side of her until he could stand again. He played with her clitoris again as he withdrew and then kissed it before he helped her off the table. She went immediately into his arms and he fondled her breasts as she kissed him.
“Do you believe me now?”
He laughed and she smiled. “I believe anything you say.” She watched as he pulled his pants back on and then jumped as another male entered the room with a video camera. She tried to hide behind him, but the officer took her by the elbow and smiled. “Lie back on the table again and spread your legs.”
She looked at him in confusion and then complied. He put the speculum in and spread it as the other man filmed. She tried to close her legs, but kept them spread when the officer held them down a moment. Both of them examined her as he stroked her clitoris. “Hold onto the sides of the table please.” Lisa complied in dumb confusion. She couldn’t believe she was becoming aroused again. “Christopher, this is Lisa. Lisa, this is Christopher and my name is Robby. Did you get it all?”
“Every sordid inch. You are the master.”
“Very good. Take her clothes away and send the others in.”
Lisa watched the man pick up the bag of clothes and leave. Still she kept her hands gripping the side of the table and her legs spread. She was going to be begging in a minute.
“You lied to me.”
“I did. My name isn’t Robby and his is not Christopher, but that is how we are known here. You are not under arrest and you will not be allowed a phone call.” Again he pressed her legs open as she tried to put them together. She flinched as two other men entered and felt a thrill as he played his tongue over her clitoris and sucked on it gently. Patting the inside of her thighs he continued, “keep them open.” He left her and she glanced at the other two men who were looking at her exposed flesh as Robby picked up the clipboard. “You are not under arrest, but your behavior is still very important. This was a test and you performed well. The DVD from the bar showed you passed other tests as well. Over the next few days you will be tested further to see where you fit. I would advise you to be very cooperative. It will make life much more pleasant.”
“When will I be allowed to leave?”
He smiled as he sat at the table near her head and stroked her hair looking at her sadistically. “Hold very still.” She only nodded watching him. “You will never leave here. You are mine. We are your family now.” She gasped in horror and he whispered. “Hold very still.” Tears ran down her cheek, but she complied as he invited the other two to approach and they began to touch her. She closed her eyes as Robby leaned close to her and kissed her forehead when she turned away from him. “You are mine now, until you are trained. You must do everything I say. There is no escape. This is more than jail.” She looked at him again and he shrugged flippantly.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you have been kidnapped. No one knows where you are. No one will ever find out. You are a prisoner and there is no escape from this place. You will be trained as a prostitute. If you are uncooperative it will be very violent for you. I suggest you cooperate for your own benefit.” She didn’t turn away from him as he kissed her again. In spite of her fear she felt the need raging through her again. She arched her back to the man working on her breasts and groaned. She felt the other man’s tongue on her cunt. Robby stuck his tongue in her mouth as she came again. They continued to play with her and she made no move to stop them as Robby smiled and brushed her hair away from her face. She was so confused about the feelings coursing through her. “It really isn’t so bad here. We are family. You’ll see. Most of us come to like it here.” She shook her head. The implications of what he said were slowly sinking in. She pushed the men at her knees away and sat up quickly and then moved to a corner and crouched down covering herself. Robby nodded slightly as he sat back and began making notes on the clipboard while the other two waited. Finally he finished and smiled at her again while speaking to the others. “Put the cuffs on her and give her a shower. Julia wants her examined and processed, standard blood work. Then put her in A block and I will check on her later.” She was still crying. She fought kicking and scratching but it was useless. One of the men handcuffed her as Robbie touched her breast. She suddenly felt filthy. “I enjoyed your performance at the bar very much. I am looking forward to viewing the new DVD. Both will be added to our library and in a week or two there will be clients lined up hoping for repeat performances. You are very beautiful, Lisa. You will make us very rich.”
Gwen stirred again almost waking, but the headache was still there. She pushed it back and smiled again remembering. Within two weeks her tan lines were completely gone. Ever since her first orgasm she had begged for more and Brian had willingly indulged her in the day by the pond and in the nights at the barn. She shocked him though one night two weeks later when they were driving home from the movies. They were barely out of town where the road went from four to two lanes when she leaned down and removed her blouse and bra. She handed them to him smiling and he shoved them down between the door and the seat as she removed the rest of her clothing and passed it to him. She remembered him drawing in a deep breath and then drifting over to the side of the road before she said something and he corrected his steering.
“You want to go to the barn?”
“To the river. The high side.” Brian smiled. He drove to the river and he pulled into the parking area on top of the bluffs where the only bridge for miles crossed. The kids usually gathered on the low side of the river where there was a small sandy beach. Gwen got out of the truck before he could hand her her clothes.
“You don’t want these?”
“Lock them in the toolbox.” Brian smiled again and Gwen waited while he locked the doors on the truck and then locked her clothes in the toolbox. Gwen could see several figures gathered around a campfire across the way and a car passed on the main road, but no one had parked on their side yet. She set off down the scenic path that began at the edge of the parking lot.
On the picnic table at the end of the trail in full view of the river they both abandoned themselves to pleasure knowing the kids on the other side of the river were blinded by the light of the fire. They had just returned to the truck and shut the doors so the dome light cut off when another car pulled in the parking area. “If they had come just a minute earlier they could have seen you.”
Gwen giggled, “But they didn’t.” Brian smiled at her. She made no move to cover herself as he passed the car. She snuggled into Brian and he fondled her as they drove to the barn.
“Did you want them to?”
“No. But I liked that it was close. That turned me on. How about you?”
“Hmm?”
“Did it excite you that I might be seen?”
He kissed her with one eye on the road. “It did. A lot.”
“What else turns you on?”
“It doesn’t take much you know. I am a guy after all.”
“You are?”
He smiled and kissed her and she waited for his answer. “Seeing you like this, especially that first time when you took me by surprise, but tonight too, when you took your clothes off and gave them to me, when you dance for me in the nude, when you spread your legs for me.” He kissed her. “How about you?”
“I like how you were willing to wait for me to offer myself to you instead of pressing me to have sex. I like that we were best friends first.”
There was a long pause. “Is that it?”
“No.”
“So what else?”
Still there was a pause before she spoke. “What turns me on is being vulnerable to you.”
“How do you mean?”
“Like when I’m naked and you aren’t. Like when you lock my clothes in the truck and I can’t get to them. Like how much stronger you are than me. If you chose to overpower me you could. I would like you to do that sometime. Not today maybe, but unexpectedly. Complete and total submission to you turns me on.”
He had moved items to the barn over the two weeks since his birthday. When they got there he put on a CD even before he lit the propane lantern. She danced for him as he watched. She had lost all of her initial inhibition and her dancing was incredibly sensual. He came to her when the song ended and she kissed him. She gasped as he traced circles on her nipples with his thumbs. He couldn’t get enough of her and pulled her to him roughly pulling on her buttocks. She was no match for his strength. He let her go as he felt her relax and watched her walk away from him.
The night before she had noticed that one of the stalls had a series of rings set in the walls. He told her that his grandfather and his great-grandfather had used the barn for horses years before. They had a number of work horses and several for pleasure. One of the horses was prone to colic and when he was sick they had to keep him standing or he would lie down and die. They used the rings in the stall to secure the horse to a truss so he wouldn’t be able to lie down. He told her some of the old tack was still there in a storage box. Hobbles and bridles and halters and lead ropes. Gwen nodded and turned the conversation to other things. Most of the stalls were broken down and had seen a lot of use. This stall however was clean and the wood comparatively new since the supports had been replaced and it had been reinforced to hold the horse’s weight. It had no gate and had only been used when the animal was sick. The floor was packed dirt.
Gwen returned to the stall as he released her. She fingered one of the rings thoughtfully as he came up behind her. Her heart was pounding heavily as she spoke, but her voice was barely a whisper. “Would you consider tying me up to these rings?” She heard him gasp and was afraid he would think something was wrong with her, but then he enclosed her in a bear hug and whispered hoarsely in her ear that she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and the most erotic. She became more and more aroused as they sifted through the tack box and picked out lead ropes for her thighs and reins for her wrists.
He tied her wrists first. Two sets of rings, the thickest, were conveniently on opposite posts just above her head, with two more set just at her hip height. He stretched her arms straight so she was standing square in the stall and then tied them off. She was so close to coming that she had to beg him not to touch her until he had looped the lead ropes around her thighs and pulled them apart. He hadn’t even tied them when she was begging and so he dropped to his knees immediately and she came into his mouth as he held the ropes spreading her legs. He finished tying her up and sat between her legs leaning back on his palms smiling up at her.
“I might just have to bring the digital camera next time.” She groaned with pleasure, her heart still pounding. “You realize you are completely helpless? What would happen if I just decided to drive away?”
“You would come back.”
“Maybe I would.”
She tried vainly to struggle as he ran his fingers up the inside of her thighs and stuck his thumbs barely inside her. She groaned again as he knelt and stuck his tongue in her again while running his hands over her breasts. She felt the rush come over her powerfully again as she struggled against the restraints coming again. It surprised him that she had come again so quickly, but she was still groaning for more.
She thought he might leave when he went out to the truck, but he came back with his twine feather and ran it over her. She writhed helplessly with pleasure as he alternately sucked on her nipples and played with them. He continued until she was begging him again and dropped to his knees a third time barely making it before she came again. He untied her then, legs first, and released her hands from the wall, but left the reins fastened around her wrists. He led her to the truck and ordered her to bend forward over the tailgate. He stretched her right arm up then and shut the rein in the door and tied it through the window. Then he did the same with her left hand. She spread her legs like a mare in heat waiting for him to mount. She had never wanted anything as badly. She could feel the juices running down her legs. She moaned in the agony of desire as he took off his clothes. He had never come in from behind before and she was still tight. He entered her forcefully and she moved her hips joyfully as he worked himself slowly, but forcefully in and out. He did manage to tickle her buttocks for a short time, but as he became more heated he bent closer over her and pawed at her breasts, finally squeezing them almost painfully as they both came. He pushed himself upright and she wriggled as he began tickling her bottom again. He laughed then asking her if she would ever get enough. She just grunted thinking she never could.
He slid her up the bed of the truck and flipped her over so her hands were crossed and ran his hands up her torso and breasts. “Did I pinch too hard?”
“It was just right, at just the right time.”
He straddled her and kissed her with his hands balancing on her breasts.
“You want to go for another ride?”
“If you’re game, I am.”
He smiled and dangled his penis above her. She took it into her mouth as he opened the toolbox and pulled out the roll of twine. She felt him swell again in her mouth as he took both her wrists in one hand and wrapped twine around them a number of times with the other. He tied it off and then pulled out of her mouth reluctantly. “I’ll be back.” He opened the doors of the truck, released the reins, and then returned to the bed of the truck and positioned himself so she could pull him back into her mouth. He ran the reins around her elbows and pulled her up so her hands and forearms were trapped under the toolbox. Then he ran the reins from her elbows to the tie downs on the outside of the bed of the truck just behind the cab. He had to pull out of her mouth briefly each time he hooked the reins, but she took him back eagerly each time. He left her again for a moment and returned with the lead ropes. He looped them securely around her ankles and ran them through the tie holes on each side of the truck. Once again she was helpless with her legs spread wide. He crawled between her legs and leaned over her sucking first on her cunt and then on a nipple. “I think I’ll take a drive through town. Maybe I’ll go down White Street. What do you think?”
“You wouldn’t!”
“You think I wouldn’t? Maybe I’ll park right on the street and climb in the back with you and do the dirty right in front of your momma’s house! You couldn’t do a thing to stop me now, could you? Or better yet, I could pull in the alley behind the house. That would be sure to wake her and she would have to look out her bedroom window to see just who might be snooping around and there you’d be spread eagled in all your glory! I’d jump out of the cab and wave and smile and say ‘evening Ms. Parker’, and then I’d hop in the back and bend right over you and sop up all that juice while she did nothing but stared.”
He bounded out of the truck and put the tailgate up. He threw on his pants and she heard the music go off and the light dim. He stopped long enough to push his t-shirt under her head to make her more comfortable, then he gunned the engine and spun the wheels as he pulled away from the barn. He spun his wheels again and she felt the back of the truck fishtail as he hit the asphalt and headed for town. He slowed down though as he approached and turned off on one of the side streets instead of going through Main Street where most of the buildings were two story and people lived in apartments above the stores. She craned occasionally and saw the street signs for Nutley Street and Oak and Walnut. Damn if he wasn’t driving right to her mother’s house. He drove by slowly. She could hear the neighbor’s dog bark. Then he went around the block and the dog barked again as he drove slowly by. She heard him laugh softly as she whispered, “Brian, please!” She couldn’t believe she was hot for him again. He drove down a lot of the other side streets and then finally pulled from the back alley into the parking lot of the mechanic’s shop. It was right on Main Street in the middle of town and there was a street light across the street. The other buildings were low, though and not occupied after ten PM. She recognized the vine covered crumbling building that was across the alley. The lot was full of vehicles waiting for repair or that had been repaired. He hopped in the back of the truck and stretched out beside her leaving her exposed. Slowly he began to stroke her entire body and she was helpless to resist. If anyone had come along he promised her he would show her off. Again she began to writhe against the bonds. He waited until the last possible minute before he unzipped his pants and entered her. She wanted to scream, but he kissed her as she groaned helplessly. She couldn’t believe it when he jumped out of the back leaving her tied and helpless still as he pulled out of the alley.
From there he drove back to the river where they had started. The parking lot was empty now and the fire on the other side was extinguished. He lowered the tailgate and straddled her again on the bed of the truck. She would be fully exposed if a vehicle pulled into the parking lot. “I might think about untying you.”
“What would I have to do?”
He licked her nipple. “We’re at the river.” She waited. “I’ll leave you here and drive to the other side and wait while you cross the footbridge. When you get to the other side I want you to bend over the tailgate so I can come in from behind again.”
Gwen nodded in agreement, “Only if you’ll run the reins through the window again.”
Brian smiled and shook his head in disbelief. He cut the twine off her wrists, but took his time untying her. A car drove by on the road as he stroked and fondled her. When her hands were free he ran his hands up and down the inside of her thighs and sucked on them until she knew she would have visible hickeys. Finally he untied the lead ropes and let her climb down from the truck. He gave her a few minutes to work the kinks out of her ankles and then bound her wrists behind her with the reins and told her to wait until he was in the lower parking lot before starting across the bridge. She waited behind the first tree at the scenic trail as he drove out of the parking lot. He turned away from the bridge and drove out of sight. Another car passed before the truck returned and crossed the bridge and went out of sight again. A second vehicle followed the truck and one crossed oncoming before the truck pulled into the parking lot below. Gwen felt her heart race. She tested her wrists and found them bound tight. The walking bridge was built into the suspension system below the vehicle bridge. It was at least a hundred and twenty-five yards long. She would only be visible from the river and parking areas once she got on the bridge itself, but she would be completely visible for about forty yards while approaching and then descending the stairs and this was one of the more heavily traveled roads in the county. She saw the cab light come on and made out Brian’s silhouette as he leaned back against the tailgate and waited. She stepped out from behind the tree and peered as far up and down the road as she could see. The problem was that her vantage point was slightly below the road on her side of the bridge and she couldn’t see far. She didn’t hear anything though. She heaved a sigh and committed herself striding toward the bridge. There were headlights on the high side, her side, but they were far enough away she thought. She heard a whistle from Brian as he caught sight of her. That familiar whistle all males use when they approve of a woman’s figure. She paused a moment turning slightly to show herself off to him. She turned back and saw that the headlights were approaching much more rapidly than she realized at first. Still… She hesitated just a moment and then decided it was better to go on than back. She hit the stairs ten seconds later and started descending. She backed into the bridge span with her heart racing as the headlights went by. She heard Brian whistle again as he saw her silhouetted form descend onto the bridge. She was two-thirds of the way across when he met her. She kissed him unable, but not wanting, to stop his hands from their wandering. He took the loose ends of the reins from her hands and tied her to the railing and then continued to feel her all over. Several more cars drove over the bridge and all it did was heighten her arousal. Finally though he untied her from the railing and they descended to the lower parking lot. He told her to wait near the tree line while he moved the truck to make them less visible from the upper parking lot. Gwen couldn’t believe how hot she was all over again. She was ready to drop to her knees again when Brian led her to one of the larger trees and strung her up between two limbs. She was completely exposed to the parking lot and helpless. It would take Brian too much time to untie her if they were caught. He kissed her and she responded helplessly. She opened her mouth as he stuck his tongue far inside and pulled her by her buttocks toward him. His pants were unzipped and his cock came between her legs. He pulled her off her feet and she hung by her wrists for a moment until he set her down again. He walked away from her then and approached from behind and reached around her playing with her nipples. She writhed again and he kept playing with them until she begged him to take her. Then with maddening slowness he came back in front of her and kissed her nipple before he knelt again in front of her. She spread her legs willingly for him and he slipped his upper arms under her thighs spreading them even more as she dropped her weight onto her wrists and came yet again. He left her tied to the tree and went to the cab of the truck. She saw him laugh to himself. “If you want to go again I’m afraid we’ll have to wait for someone else to come along and help you out.”
“I can wait until tomorrow… I think.”
Brian laughed again and she closed her eyes as he turned a mag light on and shone it on her.
“Unless you plan on doing that too much longer.”
He turned off the light and put it back under the seat. Slowly he untied her from the tree and bound her hands behind her back again. “I need you to do a little prep work before I’m ready again.” She smiled and kissed him and he dropped his pants as she dropped to her knees in the soft silt.
He helped her up when he was ready and stretched her hands like before, shutting the reins in the doors and tying them. He stopped long enough this time to spread her legs by tying them to the fender with the lead rope. This time his needs were far from urgent. He tickled her buttocks and enjoyed the view as she writhed. He only left her enough room to move her hips. Her legs and arms were stretched tight. He ran all his fingers up her back softly and then down her ribs and across her breasts. He moved in and out of her slowly and luxuriously until she was groaning again and waited for her groin muscles to spasm before he went one last time.
Gwen startled awake as someone touched her shoulder. She looked up to find a man leaning over her that she didn’t recognize. He held his finger to his lips for her to be quiet and she turned to see a male still sleeping on a cot nearby.
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