Chapter 8
"You are being held prisoner here," she heard the voice say. "And while we have you here, we might force you to do things against your will. If you fight us, then you will be hurt. If you go with it, then ... "
"You still might be hurt," she heard the male voice say and then she could hear a kind of dumb hick laughter, which made her shiver.
And more than anything else in the world, Roni wished she could pull the blindfold off. That was impossible, however, what with her arms being bound tightly behind her back. She couldn't even pull them free.
She started to think about the event of the last few hours.
Or maybe even the last few days, she thought to herself. Because she had noticed this pick-up truck following her. The first day she had looked out Bobby's rear-view mirror as he'd been taking her home and she'd noticed it.
And why not? They lived in a somewhat posh neighborhood, with a lot of sports cars and caddys and Mercedes. So a pick-up truck sure stood out.
And the truck seemed to be following their car. She said something to Bobby, but he told her it was just her imagination.
Then, yesterday, when she had walked out of school, she'd seen it sitting right across the street, but she couldn't get a look at the people in it. And once again, when Bobby was driving her home, she looked up at the rear-view mirror and saw it.
She pointed it out to him again and he said maybe they were just taking something somewhere. Like deliveries or something. And it just so happened that they made them at this time of day.
This afternoon, the truck had not been outside of her school.
But as they'd pulled in near the gates, she thought she saw it parked outside of the estate, on the other side of the street. She didn't think much about it.
Bobby dropped her off and didn't bother to come in because Betty was home.
And after she'd been home for about ten minutes, Betty came over to her and in the sweetest voice possible, asked her if she'd be a dear and run out toward the rose bushes to pick some fresh roses.
"You know how much your Uncle Fred likes them," Betty had said. "And I'm sorry about all this tension between you and I. I think they'd liven up the dinner table tonight and make everything much more pleasant."
It sounded like garbage to Roni, but she happened to love roses, too and the bush near the gate had some roses in full bloom.
They were pink and Roni decided to go and pick a dozen.
While she was picking them, it happened. She felt someone moving up behind her and suddenly, a rag was being pushed over her face. She tried to breathe and when she did, she could feel her head starting to spin.
She didn't know what they used on her, but they did use a gas.
When she came to, sometime later (and she had no idea of how much later) she could feel the way her arms were bound behind her back and also the way there was a blindfold on. She was being taken for a bouncy kind of ride.
That was when she flashed on the truck. Any chic car wouldn't ride like the car she was in. And yes, she had seen that truck across the street from her estate. Whoever owned it had been following her for the last few days, with plans to kidnap her.
And it had happened, all because she had gone out to pick roses.
"Where am I?" she had asked and a female voice told her to shut up. When she asked again, she was slapped hard across the face.
So she had said nothing, but the ride seemed to be endless. When the truck finally stopped, she was pulled out the back and led toward what she imagined to be a house.
When she inhaled deeply, she could smell clean country air.
Now, they still had her standing in the room as they told her about how she was being held prisoner there and she was aching all over. Her hands felt like they hadn't had any blood flowing into them for days.
"Please, my hands ache," she said to the people she could not see.
"Shut up," the female said. "We just want to make sure that you understand things. You can scream all you want, but there's no one around to hear you. And you can try to pull free from my bonds, but I'm a pro."
"Why are you holding me?" she asked and there was a pause.
"For money, of course," the male voice said, but the pause made Roni think that maybe there was another reason. But what?
"Now, I'm going to untie your hands," the female said. "If you try to take that blindfold off, I'll cut both of your hands off. Do you understand?"
"Yes," the girl said. "Yes, I do. I won't try anything."
She was relieved to feel her hands being untied and she pulled them in front of her body and started to rub her wrists, rubbing the blood back into her hands. She heaved a sigh of relief, but suddenly, she was thrust back.
She felt herself landing on a couch, with a hard thud.
Then her hands were grabbed again, by hands that were enormous. She couldn't get over the size of them. She knew this had to be the man, even though she could not see him, for any woman with hands this large had to be some kind of a freak.
Her wrists were bound again, with a tight cord and then she felt a tugging on the cord. She didn't know what they tied the end of it to but when she tried to pull her hands down, she could not. They were tied securely above her head and there was no slack on the robe to enable her to pull them down.
Then, she felt a thick cord being wrapped around her ankle. And her leg was being pulled and stretched and she hurt like hell.
Her other leg was yanked over the back of the couch and another cord was tied around it and she started to think, at least they didn't strip me.
They tied me up and didn't strip me, so at least I'll won't be violated.
"There, good," she heard the woman say. "I don't think she's going to be able to get herself out of this too fast."
"No, she won't. She's trapped and there's nothing she can do."
"But we forgot to take off her clothing," the woman said.
"I didn't forget. I want to take it off with this."
She heard him laugh, but she didn't know what he was holding. Then, she felt the way her blouse was being unbuttoned, or rather, just parted. As if the buttoned had been ripped off or something like that. And when she felt the cold blade against her flesh as the arms of her blouse were being ripped, she gasped.
He was cutting her blouse off her body and she could feel the way he almost cut into her flesh with the super sharp blade.
He cut through both arms of her blouse and then he yanked the fabric and pulled it out from underneath her. She was wearing a bra that day, but it was pulled off in three simple slices. Her tits were exposed then.
She heard the way the man began to moan a little bit, then felt him sliding the blade in near the bottom of one of her pants legs.
She could feel the way he was cutting as more and more of her leg was exposed to the air and felt a cool breeze. He sliced through the second leg.
Then he yanked at her pants and they were no longer on her body.
"Look," he said to the woman. "Look at that. There seems to be a wetness right there. You can see a stain right there."
And as he said it, she knew that she was wet. She was not turned on, but there was something exciting about being this scared. And during the ride, her legs had been rubbing together and her cunt had just started to get wet.
He pressed his fingers down against her wet spot and even ended up pushing her panties into her cunt a little bit. Then, he pulled them all the way back and as he was stretching the fabric, she heard something.
He had sliced through them, two fast slices and when he yanked at them, he ended up pulling them right off her body.
She hated it. Because of the way her legs had been spread and tied, she knew that they could look right down at her bared cunt.
He even moved his hand down there and began to rub her.
"I don't think she's a virgin," he said to the woman and it surprised her that the man would even say something like that. What would make him think she was?
He started to slide his fingers in and out of her and then she felt the way he moved his mouth down to her cunt. His tongue was so wide and when he pressed it right up against her clit, she started to spasm mildly.
She couldn't believe that she was getting turned on, being bound and blindfolded, but she was. The actual physical touch was incredible and the more he wiggled her clit back and forth with his tongue, the more turned on she was.
She even started to thrust herself up and down against his face.
"This girl has done this before," she heard the woman say. "I believe she was wrong when she told us that there's a slight chance she's a virgin."
"If she is or she isn't, she isn't gonna be for long."
The man pulled his mouth away from her cunt and she heard the sound of clothing rustling. When he started to climb on the sofa, she knew that he had stripped himself, because she could feel the heat from his naked flesh.
It seemed to shoot out all over her body. He pressed his chest down against her heaving stiff-nippled tits and then she felt the cock.
"Oh God, no," she moaned. "Oh God, no, please. That'll kill me."
"That's what they all say the first time," he told her. "But you got a cunt and your cunt can stretch and you're gonna take it."
He rubbed his cock head against her cunt lips and as she felt the heated dripping, she started to moan softly and lick her lips.
She wanted to try and get into it, because she knew that it was going to happen, whether she wanted it to happen or not. How could she possibly stop it from happening? And hadn't the woman told her if she tried to fight back, she'd only get hurt more.
She even tried to concentrate on spreading her cunt walls to allow him to get into her. And then, she felt the cock moving in.
It was so much thicker than the other two cocks she'd felt thus far in her life, but because she was wet, there was no pain from any kind of friction. There was some pain from being stretched too much.
She bit her lower lip and she felt him sliding all the way into her.
As he held himself in deep, she could hear him moaning about how tight she was and Roni imagined that no matter what woman he might have been with, she had to seem tight. Even the widest cunt had to be tight with his cock.
He started to thrust himself in and out of her at a nice, steady rate and she could feel the way her clit was tingling.
Each time that he thrust in, her cunt spasmed and his cock spread her wide enough so that her spasms seemed to be really tight.
"Come on, baby, join in," he said to the woman and as he was fucking Roni, the bound, blindfolded girl heard more clothes rustling.
Then she could feel some heat moving near her head. Her head was resting on the arm of the couch and when she felt the heat of the thighs near her face, she knew what was going to happen. She could even smell the cunt getting nearer.
And she stuck her tongue right out, so that when the cunt moved down, her tongue was sliding right between those parted lips.
She tasted the wetness and as she felt more of it just flowing onto her tongue and down her throat, she moaned softly and her cunt even spasmed around his cock a little bit more. For the taste of cunt was a turn-on.
Of course, back when the two boys had been holding her and Marcy had been moving her cunt toward her face, Roni had almost freaked out.
The idea of being forced to do something like that bothered her and she kept trying to turn her head to the left and right. But she was not able to turn away from the approaching cunt. As it was forced against her mouth, she had heard Bobby telling her that there was nothing wrong with her licking another cunt.
He had started to tell her that she really owed Marcy that much, because Marcy had done such a good job licking her.
And that she shouldn't worry about being a lesbian. There was no way that she could be a lesbian, when she loved dicks as much as she did.
Those words, along with the actual taste and smell of the cunt in front of her, turned her on. So she had started to lick Marcy's pussy and she was amazed at how wet it could be. She'd started to move her tongue in as deep as she possibly could, flicking her friend's clit back and forth.
And after only a few seconds, the boys had let go of her. She had moved her hands back to their pricks, which were nice and stiff and giving off so much heat, that she was soon sucking cunt even more willingly.
But after a while, the position seemed to be too uncomfortable for Marcy, so the boys suggested that Roni lie on her back and Marcy sit on her face and that was exactly how things got started. For once Marcy was sitting on her face, Roni just started to lap away at her hot flowing pussy.
Then Marcy leaned over and moved her mouth down to Roni's cunt and while Roni kept eating Marcy, Bill began to fuck her from behind.
Roni had not only kept on licking that cunt, more and more willingly as each second passed by, but she also started to flick her tongue along the underside of Bill's prick as he was sliding it in and out of her.
Bill seemed to love that and he also liked it when Roni sucked on his balls for short periods of time. But she did only do it for short periods of time, because she was getting off more on the taste of the cunt.
And Bill's cock, after it was inside of Marcy's pussy, then back out, all covered with cunt cream and its natural cock flavor, sure tasted great.
Then she had felt Bobby moving between her legs and he'd raised her ass off the floor and moved his cock to her pussy.
He had started to fuck her while Marcy kept eating her.
All in all, it had been quite a foursome and the best part about it was that they were able to move out to the pool later, so they could get it on some more. And they did not have to worry about her aunt coming home, or even her uncle.
For of course, Roni knew that her uncle had an image of her - an image of her being quite young and virginal - and she did not want to do anything that might make him lose that image of her, that might anger him.
Now, she was anything but virginal. Of course, she didn't really have a choice, so she had to go along with what was happening.
She was licking the woman's cunt like crazy, not only getting off on the taste and smell of it, but also hoping that the woman might like what she did and change her mind about this kidnapping and free her.
And there wasn't any question about the cock, once her cunt got used to its enormous size.
Once her walls had spread and had adjusted to his thickness, it was easy for her to get right into it, because his body was giving off a lot of heat and he was, when it came right down to it, a hot fuck.
She did kind of wish that her hands hadn't been bound.
It would have been better for her if she could have played with his chest, plucked at his nipples, rubbing her tits, too.
"Yeah, this is one hot fucking cunt," the man moaned. "I don't know how long I'm going to be able to hold back from coming."
"She also loves to eat cunt. I don't really understand this."
"What don't you understand?" the man asked her and Roni listened, because she wanted to know what was going on.
She thought she might find some clue as to why she had been kidnapped.
"She's into everything already. How do we make her a sex slave when she already seemed to be into the things we're doing?"
The man didn't answer and Roni imagined that he might have just shrugged his shoulders. She also wondered why would anyone want to make her a sex slave? For what purpose? And then she thought about her aunt.
She thought about that night when she had been bound and her aunt had done it while she'd been sleeping. There was something slave-like about that whole scene.
She felt the way the cock started to throb inside of her cunt and she knew that he was not going to be able to hold back much longer. If there was any doubt in her mind, when she heard him moaning to the woman, telling her that he was going to be coming real soon, Roni prepared herself for it.
She sucked on the woman's clit real hard, almost like it was a security pacifier or something, because she needed it as the cock started to throb hard inside of her, stretching her cunt almost to the point of more pain.
Then he started to thrust even faster and she felt the cream shooting right into her cunt. Her nipples began to throb and she had trouble breathing with that cunt right over her face. Her panting must have let the woman know, because she pulled herself back and gave Roni the chance to breathe.
The man kept on coming in her for a while and even after he finished shooting, he stayed inside of her. The woman moved her cunt back over Roni's face.
She licked the woman for a while and when the man finally pulled out of her, the woman pulled away from her.
"That was good, but it can be better," she said. "You'll have to learn how to lick me better if you want to leave here alive."
"But I did it as well as I could," Roni said and suddenly she felt something cracking down against her flesh, really hard.
She knew what it was. The woman had just lashed her with a leather strap. The stinging sensation lingered for only a few seconds and then she started to tingle. When she did, she moaned softly and the woman laughed.
She heard them leaving the room and when she heard them talking later, from some other room, the voices were as low as they could be.
But there was no other noise in the house and she could hear a few words. She didn't really catch everything that they said, but she was so sure that she heard the woman mentioning a name she was familiar with.
She was so sure that she heard the woman say something about Betty ...