Nick has always fantasized about power plays. He always was someone who loved being in control. Being the youngest child has only enhanced this feature in him. The darling of his parents, he got what he wanted. Always outdoing his siblings, Nick revelled in power.
This trait of his he carried into the next phase. In college, he was the dark brooding alpha male to whom men and women were drawn alike. It was rumoured that Nick was a beast in bed. But nobody knew for sure because the girls wouldn't say, whether out of fear, shame or coercion, nobody knew. Hence, Nick and his sex life remained a mystery.
Nick decided to join the corporate world after college, swiftly rising through the ranks and attaining a state of the art apartment, all chrome and glass. However, he had a separate house in the countryside, nobody knew where exactly it was, Nick never revealed. The story begins on a warm summer day. Nick was driving to his summer house, a smile on his lips, because he had a new conquest, a new prize to train and revel in.
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Lana woke up with a dizzying painful headache. Her vision from the hit on the head was still blurry. The memory drew her attention to the spot on the head that throbbed. Trying to peer through her blurred vision, she tried to raise her hands to feel if there was blood.
And realised that she couldn't. Her arms and legs were completely immobilized. Tied above her head, they pulled up and above and were tied so securely that she couldn't move her muscles at all. Her legs were the same. Spread apart and pulled up towards her head, they were tied by strong cables that allowed her no movement at all.
Trying to swallow her rising panic, she realised that she wasn't completely naked. She still had on her underwear, though fat lot of good that provided in her present condition. Closing her eyes tight, she thought back to the events that landed her here.
Lana was a 19 year old girl. Long hair that came up to her waist, very pretty slanting doe eyes hidden by spectacles, full lips, and a very curvy figure completed her. She was very self conscious about her breasts. At 36, they were pretty inconvenient if she wanted to buy certain clothes. She was not very thin, but not fat either with just the right amount of curves that gave her the exotic hourglass figure with a tiny petite bottom.
She hated her figure.
Compared to all the stick thin girls in college, she felt overweight, frumpy and always hid her figure in loose clothes. She had been studying for her exam the next day at the town library, alone as usual, and before she realised it, it was too late. Hurrying across the dark town square, she approached her car. A stunning blow on the head and then something sweet over her mouth, effectively stopped her and here she was.
Lana felt surprisingly calm under the circumstances. She had heard of girls being captured and raped and killed. No doubt her assailant had made a mistake. She couldn't believe that anybody would want to rape her. She was just not the kind to arouse rape fantasies, was she?
The door to her room suddenly creaked open and she could figure out a man standing at the doorway. Before she could scream however, the man had crossed the room and clamped a gag over her mouth. As Lana stared with wide eyes, the man started to move his fingertips on the sides of her body. Very lightly. The fingers barely touching, they trailed all over her body. Soon, Lana was covered in a sheer shine of sweat. Being very very sensitive, her body was growing wild at the tantalizing touches that didn't quite touch. Her eyes grew wide and she squirmed as much as possible in her restraints but the man didn't stop. Just when Lana felt that this would kill her, he stopped.
Kneeling down, Lana felt the breath of the man on her ears. "let's get this very straight love. You are captured and taken to a location that's far away from everywhere. Your stay hero can be very pleasant or very painful that's completely up to you. Remember that you've ceased to exist to the world. A letter has been sent to your college in your name that says you've quit because you need time to yourself. A letter has also been sent to your family saying that you plan to disappear for a while. Given your family's distaste in you, they wouldn't worry anyway. Now, this is your existence. You are here for my pleasure and my pleasure alone. You don't have any wishes, or desires. Or a name. Things do not need names. We shall soon start your training, and soon you'll be wiggling that bottom to serve me."
Lana stared up in horror at the man. He was clearly deranged.. With no idea of reality. How can a human be reduced to a commodity? With yet more horror, she realised that there had been no mistake. The man had initially meant to capture her only, what with the intensive research.
Nick had started speaking again. He stared down at the girl in front of him. Helpless, terrorized, completely gone with self pity, not knowing the treasure trove of pleasure they could be. With that figure, any guy would be drooling to Fuck her. But of course, she wouldn't allow anyone to get that close. This girl however was a rare find- she was a virgin.
Oh how Nick would enjoy taking her maidenhead.
But not yet, not just yet.
He'll make her beg for it first.
Lana stared up at the man. Through the blurry vision she could make out that he was quite tall and good looking. His style of talking suggested good education, and his clothes suggested money. She decided that she would play along with him, bidding her time till she could run. Though the loss of her spectacles would seriously hamper her progress.
The man, whose name she didn't yet know, was speaking again.
"You are to address me as Master. That is of course, when I allow you to speak. For now, I think, you don't need to speak. Or see either"
A blindfold descended over her eyes effectively blocking what little vision that she had. Straining against her bonds and whimpering against the gag she tried to beg for freedom, but it was a long lost cause.
Soon she could feel fingers on her soft breasts. Molding and squeezing, the hands played with those glorious mounds of her hers. Despite herself, Lana moaned into the gag.
It felt so good. It has been a long time, a really long time since any kind of sexual activity and Lana was someone whowas generally very very sensual. It was just her insecurity that hampered her sexual life. But now she had no control over her reactions.
The fingers were squeezing, stroking and sending tingles of pleasure all over her body. Her nipples stood like little pebbles, eager for attention, yet his fingers did not touch them. He teased her, stroking around their base till she was whimpering against her gag, squirming for her nipples to be touched. Just when she felt she couldn't take it anymore, the hands vanished, leaving her empty, aching, her body arching up for the now vanished stimulation.
Lana couldn't understand what was happening. She was kidnapped and being sexually molested by a man and yet she was feeling pleasure like she had felt never before.
Nick was aware of what was going through her mind. She would feel pleasure. Her body was naturally wired for pleasure. Yet the guilt would be too much for her mind. Greater than the physical torment, it was the mental torture that gave Nick the kick of seeing them break.
But Nick liked a challenge. He didn't want the girls to comply easily. There was no fun in that. He hoped this girl was different. Else he'll lose interest too soon and give her away km his guards. Pity that, she wouldn't last long with them But all that would come later. For now, she would just be initiated into her role. Reaching down, he ripped the bra away from her body, her breasts swinging free, firm and ripe, the aerolas large and tipped with dark nipples. It was almost like they begged to be sucked. But they wouldn't be. Not yet. Seeing her squirm on the table, he smiled.
