Abduction of Steph Ch. 03
Keywords: Ch., of, 03, Abduction, Steph,
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Steph felt herself being rolled over, and then pulled ever so slowly into a position where her legs were back up in the stirrups and she was flat on her back on that wonderful bench. She just relaxed, there was no reason in fighting the strong hands that she knew would come to hold her, touch her, do things to her body that she had only imagined in her wildest dreams. How long had she been held out, how many orgasms had she had, how many ways had "someone" – her captor – touched her inside and out? There were no hints, no clues that she had been able to figure out. Only the insistent sexual intrusions into her body, the drawing out of her mistrust into mind-blowing orgasms, and the ever-constant lack of communications that she could use to focus, think, and figure out who her captor might be.
She felt comfortable lying there, feet in the stirrups and her legs pushed slightly back toward her body. She knew her entire genital area from her pubic mound to the area between her rectum and tailbone was wide open to the public. This was a regular position for her now – she thought to herself that she was waiting to feel the ever present finger begin to rub the warming oil around her rectal ring. Never in her life would she have ever thought she could look forward to someone fingering her asshole; now she intensely wanted that touch. She really wanted that insistent probing because it felt so good. Was this part of the trust her captor was looking for her to demonstrate, to learn?
The HUD clicked on." Feel rested?" it displayed.
"I guess so," said Steph, "I'm still alive, and my pussy to my asshole is wide open to public view, so how should I feel?"
"Peaceful," the HUD showed, "pleasure treatment will be completed this time around."
"So," mused Steph," you just gonna fuck me silly, bleed me slowly, and then kill me, right?"
"Actually," the HUD blinked slowly, showing a faint smiley face, "pleasure treatment will begin with a warm oil bath, new shave to assure skin to skin contact, and then slowly build to intercourse in all openings."
That last piece of information caught Steph by surprise. She had figured, yes, she'd get really get fucked a lot in her pussy, and probably be forced to suck off whoever this was, but fucked up her butt hole? That scared her; she could only picture the finger in there, and only that little bit she had recently gotten introduced.
Steph felt the bed begin to warm up and slowly start to vibrate – that was a clue something was going to happen. As she moved her head to drink from the straw near her head, she felt the strong hands touch her inner thighs so she automatically spread her self more open – fighting was useless. The strong hands had become a point of reference for her to judge what was going to happen to her body. This time she felt a warm, wet cloth touch her skin close to her stomach. Slowly the hands were cleansing her body around her stomach and lower abdomen.
As the hands made a pass, then a soft terry cloth towel was used to pat her body dry. At least her captor preferred her clean and presentable. The strong hands slid the warm cloth up and across her breasts, taking time to let the warm cloth lay on each nipple until she felt the heat on her chest. Nothing there to scare her, Steph thought. Her shoulders were done and then her sides to her thighs were wiped with a warm cloth. She felt there was light oil in the water that the cloth was being dipped into, it made her skin shine and she did feel better.
"Hold very still," the HUD displayed, and then clicked off again.
Steph felt herself tense up, and then she forced her self to relax as the strong hands carefully shaved the back of her thighs right down to the curve of her pussy lips into her body. She felt one hand move and then pull her left ass cheek outward a little in order to shave some of her curves. She felt the movement in an exaggerated sense – her pussy lips were so puffy and sensitive that any motion was literally amplified in her mind. Her own wetness was obvious to her as the fingers touched her skin, and then she just let her self relax into the table's warmth.
Slowly, she felt the hands push her legs together and slightly forward a little more until her pussy lips were together and sticking out into the air. While one hand held her knees together, she felt the other hand massage her pussy lips, pull them just down enough to make her pussy skin become tight, and then let go. Three or four times of that, Steph felt her pussy lips become tight. When the hands let her knees go, she kept her legs up in the position the hands had placed her; she felt the razor slide very slowly around her entire crotch. One stroke inside, one stroke outside, one stroke down and then a stroke back up each lip. Steph knew she was so wet with her own lubrication that the razor was gliding on her skin.
Steph took a long, deep breath when she felt the fingers begin to pull on her ass cheeks, tightening around her asshole. She forced herself to not move when the razor was moving around the bottom of her cunt lips, the place between puss and asshole, and around her rectal opening. There were no memories in her mind to describe the sexual tension she felt at the moment – her body was beginning to resonate with a humming she was doing without knowing she was making the noise. She knew her clit was sticking out like a red, sore thumb, begging for attention instead of avoidance. It was so swollen that the hood was totally pushed back – it was almost double in size, super heated and throbbing with her heart beat pulse.
The HUD came on, "Are you ready to trust?" was displayed on the screen, and then the cursor just sat and flashed like someone waiting.
Tears forming on the corners of her eyes, Steph stammered "I-I-I think so" ...... "you're su-su-sure I am not going to be killed when you are don-don-done fucking me?"
The HUD blinked, and then slowly displayed. "Yes, a part of you will die....." it said, "The part that does not trust, the part that does not believe, and the part that does not love without need," and then clicked off.
"Okay," said Steph in a small, scared voice, "as if I have a choice in this."
The HUD blinked twice, and then "Close your eyes and enjoy..." displayed on the screen.
Steph felt the HUD being removed from her head and her hair being pulled back into some type of clip holder. As this was happening, she sensed the lighting was changing around her and the table was moving to let her legs down. Her head moved to the right where she saw the straws again. She took a drink from the one with lemon water and pulled long on the malt straw. As soon as she let go of the water straw, that part of the table moved away form her and another smooth surface section took its place.
Steph felt the hands touch her thighs just above her knees so she let her legs open up again. The fingers gently stroked the tendons behind her knees until she felt herself relax one more level, letting her butt sink into the softness of the table. As she relaxed, the table warmed up again, letting her ass and lower back feel the pleasing heat. The fingers rubbed the outside of her knees and down her lower legs, one muscle at a time until her legs had a lighter than air feeling. Steph just let the hands gently move her body until her legs were down flat on the table and she felt all of her lower back on the table surface.
A moment of no touching caused Steph to hold her breath; she felt herself do that and immediately forced herself to breathe slowly and normally. Then, she felt the fingers on her stomach, softly, carefully, caressing her skin like a soft piece of silk. Around her belly button ever so slowly, two times, three – and then down the center of her abdomen to the very top beginning of her pussy slit. Not so much as like a tug to pull the hood of her clit across that supercharged part of her body, but rather a gentle sliding motion that made the hood massage over the tip of her supersensitive clit. Again, and back, again and back, Steph was trembling with anticipation. Her body betrayed her fear by her crotch slowly bridging up and down to meet the fingers playing the symphony on her skin. The slowness, the softness of the touch was exquisite – and it was excruciating at the same time.
Just as Steph thought the fingers would tease her clit one more time, she was jolted right into an orgasm when the fingers caused the hood to slide back, and then flicked her clit back and forth 4-5 times very fast. The electric shock was all that was needed to make her bridge her ass right off the table, clench her legs together trying to capture the fingers, and then cause her legs to go rigid, pulling the crotch tendons tighter and that forced the hood even tighter over her distended clit. She was literally humping into the air, trying to get off once more. Her humping efforts began to slow as the pleasure passed; finally resting her ass back on the table.
Steph was breathing like she had just dashed a 220 sprint, rapidly, short gasps. he power of the orgasmic moment put her into a euphoric state. As her body begin to relax, she sensed the fingers of one hand pulling on her cunt lips. Teasing her a little, but not much; it was still a tease. It almost tickled as the pads of the fingers slid up and down the crown edge of her right pussy lip. No pushing or penetration, almost like someone feeling the smoothness of a piece of fine cloth. She was so wet she felt her natural lubrication running down between her thighs and onto her ass cheeks. The finger slid up and down, pushed in and pulled back on her right pussy lip until she felt her self rolling herself toward the finger. As soon as she moved, finger pulled the right lip back and began stroking the slickness near her vaginal opening.
That sent her over the edge again – only this time it was slow enough that she just stiffened her legs, her muscles shuddered as the emotions waved over her again and again.
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Keywords: Ch., of, 03, Abduction, Steph,