The Unwitting Voyeur

The Unwitting Voyeur

By OdieK

Author Note: Another castaway from the vault. As always the story is pure fiction where all characters are eighteen years of age or older. This one is a personal favourite of mine. Let me know if you want to see a continuation.

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"My God! This can't be happening!" he repeated to himself as he clutched the handlebars of his Harley in a death grip his mind conjuring up images of the neck of someone within his grasp, his hands and fingers beginning to feel numb from the constant pressure as he raced at reckless speed along a secondary highway in Nevada fifty miles or so east of Las Vegas.

He hoped he was heading in the right direction. It was mid-day, the relentless beating sun in a cloudless sky at its highest. There wasn't a single soul in sight other than a large bird or two riding the updraft. If he could have he would have stopped someone, anyone for help but fat chance of that. With precious seconds ticking by he hadn't even thought of calling the police. He had to save her. He could only imagine what her captor or captors had in mind; his anger flared at the thought threatening to take his sanity.

A month-long cross-country motorcycle ride on his new Harley had seemed a great idea at the time for the young thirties couple celebrating year eight of a happy marriage.

At thirty-four Jeff was a military hardware consultant to corporations bidding on government contracts. Sarah at thirty-three was a specialist in international affairs working for the feds.

The thought of his wife Sarah filled his mind with wonder on how he managed to hook-up with the gorgeous curly-haired blonde with her infectious laugh, aquamarine blue eyes and body to die for was a mystery. But they had triumphed with successful careers and plenty of luxury to keep them company yet Jeff always felt that something had been missing. He had thought it was their being tied down to their jobs which was why he suggested the cross-country tour but Sarah felt it was time to introduce a new member to the family -- she wanted to be a mother. Jeff replayed the arguments they had. Tears filled his eyes as he hoped it wasn't too late. If anyone hurt her they would as Jeff envisioned raining down hell on anyone involved. He gritted his teeth in anger while a sense of despair threatened.

They had spent a couple of nights in Vegas then headed into the mountains. Less than an hour out of town Jeff had noticed that the gas tank was near empty when he had filled it before leaving. He thought it must have been a leak somewhere and stopped at the very first gas station seemingly in the middle of the desert in desolate terrain.

When they pulled in Sarah had joked that it reminded her of a scene from Stephen King's "the stand" a lone station in the middle of nowhere; rusted signs creaking in the wind; tumbleweed rolling by; a crow cawing on a sign announcing "Conoco".

Roads to and from the lone station seemed to on the verge of being sucked into the air as the surfaces shimmered with cloudy heat.

As they pulled in Jeff jokingly whispered, "watch out for them hillbillies!"

Sarah struggled to contain her laughter when a short skinny teenager in dirty coveralls, wild hair and lace-less steel-toed boots ambled out of the dust encased entrance of the small gas stop. His foot caught on a loose board and he barely kept his balance yelling, "Dang!"

Sarah and Jeff lost it roaring with laughter.

Insulted the teen stood before the couple asking them what they wanted. Sarah pulled off her helmet wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. She immediately stopped laughing when she saw the look he was giving her as if she were staring there all alone. She watched his eyes scan her body with evil intent. Now that she saw him up close she figured he must be in his early twenties. In any case the youth scared her. He had thick eyebrows, a jutting jaw, dark eyes almost black and a smile full of broken teeth and tobacco stains. He looked at her with a sense of hunger. The thought of a wolf chasing down an injured deer came to mind. She defensively put her arm around Jeff who was explaining what the problem was not having noticed the brief silent exchange.

"We can have a look," he said turning his attention to Jeff, "chances are it ain't nuttin' much Mista!"

"You hear that babe," Jeff said, "should be back on the road in no time."

They had rolled the bike into the garage and Jeff had watched while the youth found the problem, a broken fuel line.

"I'm going to walk around a bit," Sarah told her husband, "Stretch the legs."

"Fine babe but don't wander too far. You never know when Stephen King or one of his cronies shows up and takes you away."

She laughed waving her hand dismissively before turning and walking out the door. The youth watched the sway of her backside licking his lips. She wore near knee-length leather boots for riding and a pair of tight pink shorts that amplified what nature had given her. The youth, Josh, could have sworn he could an outline of her pussy lips which was distracting enough until he realized that when the wind blew in just the right way the white sleeveless frilly blouse she wore -- its ends tied just above her navel -- clung to her revealing the fact that she was braless and from what Josh could tell she had a set of what they called milkers in those parts.

"Big fucking titties that made you wish you were a babe again," he thought.

He felt himself harden as he stared at her. Josh got up telling Jeff. "Back in a minute mista! Gotta check sees if'n I got a part to fix this."

Jeff just nodded ignoring the young man. He was fixated on getting his cell phone to work. "No fucking reception!" he said to himself in frustration.

The youth walked into an adjoining office pleased that the husband was not paying attention. He stepped to the garage entrance and stared silently at Sarah who was shielding her eyes with one hand as she looked up at a gliding large bird. Her profile gave him an appreciative look at her healthy figure. What he wouldn't give to see her on her knees looking up like that with his cock held tight by her sucking lips and tongue her hard-nippled breasts bobbing to a rocking motion.

Meanwhile Jeff had finally looked up at his wife walking away from the gas station. He wished his wife was a little more sexually liberal but maybe one day she would change her mind and open up a little more -- a lot more was what he really hoped. As his eyes focused on her swaying ass he thought that maybe he could make a deal with her -- a bit more variety in their sex life in exchange for a baby. He turned back around and headed back to see if the youth had found the part to fix his motorcycle. He knew it was a pipedream to think that Sarah would open up and climb on board of the true extent of what he wanted his wife to do with him. He also knew that leveraging having a baby would be marital suicide. No he thought better to keep things the way they are.

In the office Josh had quietly placed the phone back in its cradle with an obscene smile. He looked at his watch and strode into the garage with the wrong part.

"Gots to make it look good!" he thought cupping his hardness with his right hand.

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Mid-size mountain ranges in the distance on all sides were the only visible barriers enclosing this parched furnace like a wasteland of occasional shrubs and cacti with no shortage of dry dirt that took flight in one mini dust storm after another challenging one's depth perception. He glanced in his rear-view mirror. He could see no more than a few feet behind him as the Harley threw up a blanket of dust and debris that would have shielded an eighteen-wheeler from sight. It must have been a hundred and ten degrees that day but he ignored it his U. S. marine training telling him to suck it up!

He roared past a long winding dirt side-road that seemed to disappear into the mountains and glanced in that direction holding tight to the Harley keeping it in a straight line. He slammed on the brakes nearly flipping the bike but using every ounce of adrenalin enforced strength to hold on tight. The Harley skidded to a screeching stop leaving a ten-foot-long stretch of black rubber emblazoned on the dry road surface. He turned around and headed in the direction of that road staring hard testing his sight to the max. Dust clouds seemed to hug the surface of the narrow strip of road at regular increasing intervals the nearer the road got to the mountains. He knew that lingering dust disturbed and made airborne by someone in a hurry could take an hour to dissipate.

"That's gotta be him!" he said aloud.

"Hang on baby I'm coming!"

He revved up the bike adrenalin pumping again as he roared down the side road. He vowed to unleash hell on the crazy who would dare grab his wife.

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An hour earlier...

"Well?" Jeff asked anxiously.

"Part don't fit. Gonna ave to...," he began when the phone rang. He excused himself as Jeff paced in frustration.

Josh picked up the phone while watching Jeff out of the corner of his eye. He glanced out the dirt smeared gas station window at the blonde bent over on the opposite side of the highway likely checking out the local cactus or maybe a lizard. He smiled to himself as he answered. "Yup!"

"Josh my boy. You send the bitch across the road to make it easier?" laughter filled the phone.

"Don't look as if'n she too bright that one," Josh added.

"Don't care much about bright! Can you keep the husband occupied, you hear?"

"No problem Unc!"

"Make lots of noise in there just in case you hear?"

"Yup!" Josh hung up and returned to the garage.

"Rev er up mister?" he told him.

"Huh?"

"Rev er on up ' gotta check sumptin!"

The bike roared into life filling the garage with ear-deafening noise.

"Fuck me!" Derik said as he coasted alongside the kneeling blonde who still hadn't heard the old beaten down pick-up. Derik had worried about her seeing his face but was willing to take the chance. Now he saw that he didn't have to worry. He slipped on a black leather skin-tight cap with holes for his eyes, nose and mouth. Pulling to a stop not fifty feet from the woman he quietly opened the door and made his way to her, a chloroform-soaked cloth in his right hand. He pounced quickly covering her mouth and nose. In seconds she was unconscious after a half-hearted struggle. His hands roamed her body. His penis throbbed like never before as he felt her curves. He contemplated taking her right there but the risk was too great. He carried her to the pick-up lowering her onto the floor of the passenger side and reversed direction returning home with his prize nobody the wiser. He wondered if they should have just killed the husband. May have been easier, he thought. He glanced at the body of the shallow breathing blonde and cupped his crotch tightly as he stepped on the gas after taking a side road into the mountains.

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"Fine Mister, you can shut er off now."

More than ten minutes had passed. The phone rang again but stopped after the second ring. Josh hid his grin, which was the signal. His uncle had her!

"How much longer?" Jeff asked impatiently wanting to be on his way.

"Should be done in under an hour."

"Fine!" he said frustrated as he walked out of the garage. Josh watched him scanning for his wife.

"Where the hell did she go now?" he said aloud, "always wondering off... " he muttered walking out to the highway where he had last seen her.

He crossed the road and looked around. "Where the hell... SARAHHHHH!" he yelled cupping his hands around his mouth.

Twenty minutes later he was frantic. He returned to the garage in a panic.

"Did she come back?" he asked the youth.

"Who?" he asked fiddling with the bike.

"WHO? Are you out of your fucking mind! My wife! That's who?"

"Last time I saw her she was headed in that their direction," he said pointing to the highway.

Jeff looked frustrated and yelled again for her.

"She ain't here mister," he volunteered, "better check again out that way."

Jeff raced across the road carefully checking the area. The sun reflected off something metallic. He moved closer bending down picking up the object partially covered with sand and dirt. It was her watch. "What the hell is going on here," he said aloud bending down to examine the ground closely. He wasn't an expert but he could have sworn that the ground was disturbed in some way that's when he noticed the boot prints. A sinking feeling hit him. He followed the quickly fading prints to the road. He found partial tire tracks on the opposite side as if someone were backing up across the two-lane highway and hit the shoulder. He began to put it all together. He raced back to the garage as it dawned on him ' Sarah had been nabbed.

He explained quickly to the youth asking if he had seen anything or anyone. Josh shook his head.

"I have to call the police!"

"You can use the phone in the office mister. He gave him the number. Cell phones don't work in these here parts," he added.

Jeff misdialed the ancient rotary dial phone twice swearing loudly knowing that precious time was slipping away.

"FUCK!!!" he yelled listening in astonishment to a recording telling him that the Sherrif was out and to please leave a message.

"What no fucking 911 service!" Jeff shouted in anger knowing that the longer the time the worse the outcome.

"Could ave told you mister," Josh began, "Sheriff ain't around much but I'll keep trying to reach him for you.

"Alright! Alright!" Jeff said holding down the panic by a thread running his hands through his hair. He handed the youth a ten-dollar tip. "Is my bike ready?"

Josh nodded knowing that he had given his uncle enough time to get away with the busty wife.

Jeff paid the bill and was roaring down the highway a minute later.

Josh watched him go and dialled his uncle letting him know that the husband was about an hour behind him.

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Jeff raced to the mountains over the bumpy unpaved surface leaving a wake of heavy dust behind him. He eased off the acceleration and rolled to a stop less than a mile from the base of the mountain range. The spiral dirt road seemed to disappear into the mountains confounding him. Once again his training kicked in. He didn't know what he was facing and the last thing he wanted was for his anger to jeopardize success of rescuing her. He knew that time was short but needed to approach with caution. The only weapon he had was himself. If the kidnappers were armed and heard or saw him coming then they were both in trouble. He low idled the big bike and approached at ten miles an hour the whistling wind drowning out his stealthy approach.

Minutes later he rounded the bend and found himself facing a small oasis of man high shrubs obscuring the view of four buildings in an open space more than half the size of a football field tucked secretly into a curvature in the mountains. A perfect hideout he thought. The largest building appeared to be a house. An old dented dusty pick-up was parked in front. A second smaller building looked like a barn ' no doubt the owner had livestock of some kind. A small brick circular well was almost dead center amongst the four structures. A third smaller building he guessed was a shed and was clearly padlocked. Lastly closest to the mountain was a mid-size building somewhere between a barn and a garage. From the looks of it Jeff immediately thought of a machine shop that looked as if it could easily hold four vehicles.

He stayed down hidden by the well-positioned foliage watching and waiting for a sign that could lead him to where Sarah was being held. He felt certain she was here somewhere. That's when he heard a bang, a loud metallic clang of steel on steel. It came from the building he thought was a machine shop. Making sure he was unnoticed he raced along the rock wall staying low until he was alongside the back of the machine shop. The back of the two-story rectangular building offered just enough space for a man to walk behind it but there were no windows or cracks in the wood to allow him to look inside. He heard a faint sound; someone was whistling some unidentifiable tune that bore no resemblance to any song he had ever heard.

The side of the building had two small windows about five feet off the ground. He presumed the other side was the same. The front of the fifty- or sixty-foot-wide building had two large barnlike doors that opened to admit vehicles and machinery. There was also an ordinary door at the side farthest from where he was. He crawled along the side until he was underneath the first window. He moved up until he could see inside. A tall thin man with a leather mask was standing in the center staring down at something Jeff couldn't quite see from this angle.

He ducked down and crawled to the side window near the front of the building. Again he popped up and froze in complete shock. Sarah was tied and her mouth covered with strips of tape covered her from ear to ear and jaw to just under her nose. She was sitting on what looked like a metal seat (an old tractor seat he thought). What looked like an old spring bed frame was acting like a headboard attached to the apparatus. Her arms were tied to the frame at the wrists and elbows in a position you would expect of someone with hands together behind their head and elbows jutting to the sides. It looked uncomfortable but not painful he thought. Her legs were pulled apart, back and under her so that he couldn't see her feet. That's when he noticed that her shorts were gone. She was still wearing her blouse tied at the midriff and her white cotton panties but nothing else. Her eyes were open pleadingly but the stranger moved to the opposite side of the building rummaging around before returning with a wooden chair which he placed not two feet from and directly in front of her. He sat down slowly as if he had all the time in the world.

Jeff had seen enough and stood ready to rush in and beat the kidnapper senseless when he hesitated. The man pointed a long thin finger at her. All she could do was stare being so thoroughly immobilized but her eyes were questioning. Jeff couldn't see the man's expression and he didn't think anything was said. He watched as the man moved his hand forward, the finger still pointing until it became clear what he was after.

Sarah began to squirm as much as she could which wasn't much. The finger seemed to move in slow motion as it touched the tip of her right breast. He could see her nostrils flare with the indignation as the man waggled the tip of his finger, up and down, up and down repeatedly. Jeff hardened and waited convincing himself he didn't want to rush in before he knew perfectly well what he was up against. After all, he told himself, she's not in pain or threatened just yet plus he hadn't determined if the man was alone or whether there were others.

Sarah's eyes pleaded with the stranger as her nipple stiffened and thickened at the onslaught. Suddenly he stopped and pulled his hand away sitting back into the chair staring at the protrusion his finger had caused. The protruding nipple throbbed from his touch pushing obscenely at the material of her blouse. He licked his lower lip which scared her. She wondered for a moment where she had seen that before a déjà vu moment perhaps, but circumstances didn't allow her to connect this man and the gas station attendant.

A minute later he pointed again but with his other hand. She groaned and shook her head as much as she could but again the lone finger travelled slowly towards her other breast like a guided missile guessing correctly where the nipple hid beneath her clothing. A flurry of finger wagging had her gasping as the nipple grew quickly to match its twin. Again he sat back to admire his work. It was no longer a question of where precisely her nipples hid they appeared to be begging for attention and he was more than willing to accommodate them.

He raised both hands joining them together and cracking his knuckles while staring into her deep blue eyes. She shivered before connecting the man to the gas station youth -- they had been set-up! He now held both hands out rubbing the thumb and tip of each index finger together.

"No! Please No!" she wanted to beg but couldn't. All she could do was helplessly stare as the finger pinchers advanced each capturing a long thick nipple. He lightly rolled and pulled at them eliciting a trickling feeling in her lower body that she fought.

Sarah had no idea that the man was a master at manipulation and was anxious to see how far he could take her. He wasn't her first victim by a long shot. He held in a grin wondering how she would react knowing what was in store for her.

Sliding his lightly gripping fingers down the length of each nipple he gripped the aureole which he was confident were a good size although he would find out soon enough -- after all he was in no hurry. Grasping a good portion of the tip of each breast he began to move his hands out then in causing the soundly held flesh to sway. He kept up this movement watching her carefully. Panic turned to shame as she realized that it actually felt good. She squirmed frantically wanting to end this abuse no matter what but he only grinned and kept manipulating her.

Jeff watched mesmerized as the stranger played with his wife's breasts through her clothes. He pictured himself as the tormentor for an instant wondering where that thought came from. He shook his head as if to erase the images like an etch-a-sketch but he could no longer deny his erection. He kept telling himself he couldn't rush in just yet. Better to free her than join her he convinced himself.

Finally the kidnapper stopped and pulled back. Many minutes had passed and Sarah was puffing noisily. He glanced down between her spread legs and wondered whether her body had betrayed her. We'll find out soon enough he thought but until then...

Sliding his chair forward his knees touched hers sending her into a frenzied squirm. He held up a finger waving it side to side. She quieted immediately under the silent threat. Nodding his hands moved again this time covering her breasts. His fingers squeezed, massaged and lifted her large breasts pushing them together while thumbing the still hard elongated tips. She futilely tried to pull her chest away but it seemed to increase his excitement as his groping increased. Again he pulled away enjoying the way her breasts moved up and down as she struggled. He stood and reached into his back pocket before sitting back down again. He held a wooden clothespin in each hand. His fingers opened and closed the wooden jaws holding them up to her. Her head shook vigorously side to side. He moved the open jaws of each to the waiting hardened nipples. Jeff had been about to rush in when he heard the man talk for the first time.

"Missy you don't mind if I take that top of yours off now do you?" he said in a deep gravelly voice.

She screamed into the tape covering her mouth. He closed the jaws of pin over her left nipple and let go. She screamed into the tape for a few seconds before he opened and pulled it away from her.

"Let's try again! Now you want me to take that top of your'n off don't you?"

Tears flowed and she looked down then up as quickly shaking her head screaming in revolt. The man was quick. Before Jeff saw it coming the man was backing away while the two clothespins clamped on the tips of her breasts wriggling and wobbling as she tied to shake them off screaming into the tape. Jeff stood staring into the window at the scene he would never forget. He couldn't remember being this hard. He promised himself he would rescue his wife at the first opportunity.

The man began to whistle as the seconds ticked away turning into minutes. Sarah was frantic her breasts shaking like a professional stripper but the pins held tight refusing to let go. Suddenly he turned towards her and dropped to his knees between her legs. His finger touched the waistband of her panties and dipped a fraction of an inch underneath. He looked up at her and asked again whether he could remove her top. This time she nodded her consent amid the grimace of pain and tears. But he wasn't going to let her off that easy just yet.

"You want to show them big titties to me don't ya?"

She nodded again wishing he would end her pain.

"You behave yourself and do as you're told and maybe just maybe ain't no one gonna play in this little playground," he added touching the top of her vagina before withdrawing his hand.

She had to do everything she could to keep the man from her vagina. She hadn't told her husband yet that she had stopped taking her birth control pills the day they left which was three days ago.

She stared at her captor and nodded her eyes wide as he readied to release her cruelly pinched nipples.

"Now I warn you," he began, "it's gonna hurt a tad when I take em off but only for a minute or two. I can leave em on if you'd prefer?" he asked taunting her.

Her frantic shaking of her head had him shrugging his shoulders, "alright then."

He opened the tiny wooden jaws and pulled them from her. She yelled into the tape and bucked with the pain as blood flowed back in. Suddenly his hands were on her again massaging the full mounds squeezing the base and avoiding the painful tips. She moaned at the sensation -- it actually felt good as the pain quickly dissipated.

He wondered if she was like that tall, beautiful redhead schoolteacher a few years back. The more he had hurt her the more she wanted and the wetter she got. He had covered her breasts with clothespins. Days had passed and finally he had broken her. She had begged him to abuse her again and again and they didn't disappoint. He still wondered whether her fiancé ever had the pleasure of finding out about the desires that he had awakened in her over that long week. He didn't know whether the curly haired busty blue-eyed blonde at his disposal would turn out the same way but he was watching for any signs and hopeful. If things worked out as planned hell, he thought, we might actually make a few dollars.

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Jeff was torn between jumping in and watching with continued fascination. A little part of him kept urging him to the rescue but another more powerful side urged him not to be overly anxious. He listened to the second voice.

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Her captor reached out grasping the ends of the tied blouse and undid them slowly. With steady confident fingers he began to undo the four buttons from the bottom up. Finally they were all undone but the blouse remained mostly closed.

"Give us a wiggle," he ordered.

She hesitated long enough for him to show her the clothespins, "and I thought we was makin' us some real ole progress!"

She began to shake her upper body slowly at first then more vigorously as he noisily opened and closed the clothespins. She felt the material give way inexorably sliding outward revealing her naked skin. The motion slowly parted her blouse revealing the tempting cleavage between her large full breasts, then the full roundness of the inside of each with the first hint of aureole. Then suddenly her right breast popped free the nipple as rigid as Jeff had ever seen it. Jeff stared in disbelief from his hiding place.

She kept moving shaking her torso at the silent threat until the left breast popped free of the blouse. Now that she had bared herself she stopped but he threatened her again. She began her gyrations once more. Her husband and captor watched as her rounded breasts danced on her chest moving side to side up and down and bumping into each other. The man approached with an open clothespin intent on capturing her nipples which caused her to move much more frantically swinging her breasts out of his reach. He aimed at one nipple but barely missed making it an obscene game at her expense.

Her upper body was covered with perspiration as fatigue set in. A deep breath through her nose caused her to slow enough for a pin to bite into her left nipple. She howled through the tape. She found new energy her breasts moving at furious pace as she evaded the last pin but a minute later she screamed again as it bit into the other nipple. She stopped moving begging him to remove them as best she could instead he pulled more pins from a concealed bag threatening further torment. She moved again causing the breasts to dance madly before her tormentor's eyes. She watched in shock as he unzipped, reached into his jeans and withdrew a long hard penis. She began to slow as he stroked himself his eyes locked on her swaying chest and hers on his considerable hardness.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," he warned urging her to keep moving. The man began to stroke himself edging closer to the swaying female flesh dancing lewdly before his eyes. Minutes later he groaned while furiously sliding his hand up and down his penis shooting streams and streams of semen onto her wriggling breasts aiming successfully at the tortured nipples which made him smile dangerously. Repulsed she fought a feeling of nausea as his seed splashed over her chest sticking to and pooling on her beautiful body.

He moved closer breathing hard and ran the thick leaky head in the crevice between her breasts wiping the residue onto her before his hands reached for her wobbly mounds pushing them together and sandwiching his still sensitive post-ejaculated penis in her warm flesh. His thumbs flicked the bobbing pins causing her to shriek. He really smiled now. It had been too long since they had one like her to themselves. He stroked himself a few times in the breast channel much to her dismay before pulling away and admiring his brush strokes.

Maliciously he pulled the pins off her only partially opening them while pulling which caused her sensitive breasts to stretch horribly before lewdly springing back. The screams into her gag music to his ears ' he felt the return of an erection. So did Jeff.

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Outside Jeff stood on shaky legs holding onto a semi-soft erection. He guiltily looked down at the discharge on the side of the exterior wall. Ashamed he tucked himself back in and redid his clothing. Truth is he could have rescued her as her captor was busy but the opportunity had slipped away. Jeff would, many months later, wonder why he didn't do something then.

"Fuck that felt good sweety," he taunted leaving his semi-hard penis dangling before her eyes. He had no intention of putting his dripping cock away much to her dismay.

"You are surely mean inspiration and a mighty sight for these eyes," he said lecherously.

He looked her in the eyes and noticed quick little downward glances she tried to conceal.

"You like the ole stiffy don't you?"

Her cheeks flamed as she shook her head eyes again wide nostrils flaring like an excitable racehorse.

"Reckon' I don't believe you seein' how you can't keep your eyes off it."

He pulled the chair forward and sat down again then stroked himself back to hardness as he stared at her. She couldn't help herself from staring at the sight a combination of mild excitement but mostly fear washing through her. She wished her husband had of exposed himself like this to her.

He pointed the erection between her legs. "Two, two and a half feet I reckon."

She looked at him questioning.

He chuckled at her. "Meaning I move straight ahead Mr. Stiffy is gonna become real cozy like with your'n sweet pussy."

She struggled frantically as it finally dawned on her what he meant.

"Relax Missy relax!" he shouted, "long as you play nice and do what you're told there ain't nothin' to worry on about. Alright?"

She reluctantly nodded tears threatening to spill loose.

"Thata girl!" he added patting her bare leg just above the knee.

"Now where we?"

He stood and began to unbuckle his pants when Sarah began to sob fearing the worse.

As he pulled his pants and underwear off struggling to free them from his cowboy boots (which he left on) he reached over and slapped her across the face. Jeff made ready to race into the building but still held back. The slap and silenced her sobbing in an instant.

"Will ya stop that now? You silly bitch'! Didn't I just tell you not to worry none?"

She glanced at what he was doing.

"Oh I see you think I'm getting ready for a little fuck time. Well now, much as I'd like that (more than you know he thought to himself) I did promise ya not to as long as you behave right? She nodded. But I reckon you're a wondering why I'm stripping down. Well Missy it's somewhat uncomfortable like to have your balls squeezed. Seems a little air and a little less squeezin' is all they need. Sides I do believe you like the scenery."

She squirmed again. "Damm! I'm just pullin' your leg (or titties but he didn't say that either)! Can you just relax! Man!!! You sure are a skittish one!"

She looked at him helplessly which only made him want to do much more to her. Plenty of time he thought ' plenty of time.

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Jeff watched curiously willing to standby for now. He was surprised that the skinny abductor had such a long cock. Jeff wondered what he planned next. Images floated through his mind ' images he always pictured between the two of them but which she always rejected sometimes angrily which had angered him yet he remained stoically quiet. He watched as the man casually walked around her his erection bobbing away with each step. He reminded him of a jungle cat with a cornered prey calculating where to strike first. As long as he's not hurting her he told himself.

As he circled the helplessly bound blonde he casually reached out stroking and pinching her nipples to hardness. On the next round he would flick and pull at the stiffened tips to her moans which had she known stimulated him so much she would have tried to keep quiet. On subsequent tours the tips of his fingers held the underside of each breast bouncing them up and down like mini trampolines. He loved the look in her eyes.

Minutes passed as his inventive mind kept her on alert as he played with her breasts. As far as he was concerned they belonged to him. His penis hardly bobbed at all anymore it was so hard. Suddenly he stopped in front of her, hands on his hips slightly thrust forward blatantly exhibiting himself. She stared fearfully at the one-eyed penis tears again threatening to spill free the uncertainty of what her captor would do to her keeping her on an elevated edge that was becoming exhausting.

Leaning in he squeezed her breasts tightly together so that the nipples were mashed together. His thumbs tweaked and teased the hardened tips. Without warning he leaned forward his head lowering as he licked the two nipples. A shiver ran through Sarah as she squirmed but was unable to move much. He licked her again and again pressing his lower body forward. She tried to scream through the tape as she felt the tip of his erection touch her between her navel and top of her panties. Bending at an awkward angle he managed to suck both nipples into his mouth and went to work on her while his lower body slid forward half his erection sliding along her flat stomach bumping through to her belly button.

Angling his hips he pulled backward his penis sliding back until the tip touched her panty line then back up to her belly button leaving a wet trail of pre-seminal fluid as he masturbated against her. She twisted and squirmed as much as she could which only inflamed him. He sucked noisily at her as his hips quickened their pace. She felt his mouth painfully pull off her breasts only to attack them individually sucking as much as he could of each deep into his mouth. She felt he was going to devour her. He moved from one wet inflamed nipple to the other back and forth as his movements became more erratic.

She was moaning non-stop as her breasts felt the pain. Minutes passed before he pulled back releasing her breasts stared into her eyes before viciously squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Her eyes flew open wide and she screamed as he erupted cover her abdomen with his semen. A full minute passed before he almost collapsed onto her breathing hard and heavy his hips still dragging a quickly deflating erection back and forth through the sticky mess on her body. Without warning he began to suckle her breasts tenderly. She squirmed and yelled into the tape for him to stop but to no avail. The pain slowly was replaced with pleasurable sensations that caused her to struggle harder. She refused to allow her body to respond to him.

She roared as loud as she could finally catching his attention as she felt the penis, which had slid down, pushing against her panty clad vaginal lips. He pulled back with a post-sex confusion and smiled when he realized the sudden change in her.

He surprisingly apologized and moved off of her standing tall between her legs his semi-soft penis dangling. He stared watching a rather large pool of semen followed by two smaller pools edge downward towards her panties. Feeling something unusual she awkwardly lowered her eyes and saw for the first time what he had been looking at. He smiled at her. She tried to twist her lower body to shake off the semen which made him smile. Laughing he picked at the top of her panties pulling it up allowing the large pool to slowly slide underneath. She screamed into the tape now concerned about pregnancy by her captor. He wasn't about to tell her that he was sterile after all it was too much fun. Continuing to hold the panties he looked at her, "well you willing to be a little more cooperative?"

Rather than question as best she could or pause she simply nodded vigorously feeling the semen edge dangerously close. Bending forward he looked under the panties.

"Gettin' awfully close... Do y'all mind if I take a real good look at that their pussy of your'n?"

Tears flooded her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as she nodded in defeat having no choice.

"I knew you would be accommodatin'," he said teasingly as he flattened the panties soaking up his seed in the white cotton before it flowed into her. She breathed a huge sigh of relief until he pulled the material covering her vagina aside revealing a tuft of blonde pubic hair at the top with a trim partway down. He pulled a knife from a back pocket and cut away her panties leaving her bottomless and fully exposed.

"Well fuck me silly!" he yelled, "a pussy Mohawk! You like injuns Missy?" he laughed deep in his chest.

Her face burned with shame as her cheeks turned red. With her legs spread apart as they were she couldn't exactly hide her most intimate parts from him. Her vagina had flowered open leaving nothing to the imagination including a finger wide opening beckoning. He looked at the reddish pink opening. His penis visibly twitched. With an index finger he lightly touched the pulled lips feeling their soft fullness before exploring her inner channel and teasing his finger at her opening. Looked a little wet he thought not wanting to upset her too much too fast as she sat quietly as if expecting the worse any moment. She had been holding her breath when he pulled away from her. Again she breathed another sigh of relief.

"You're a real sight Missy," he began, "reckon' more'n than a few wouldn't mind seeing a picture of you sitting there like that."

He laughed as heat filled her face with shame. He turned to leave and then suddenly turned back to explain, "I'll be back in a few minutes with somethin' to clean yall up a bit." The kidnapper walked out and closing the door.

Jeff stood reeling from what he had seen. Between another raging hardon and apprehension for her safety he had almost raced in when her captor moved onto her convinced he was about to rape her. Then he had realized that she still had her clothes on (or at least her panties). He then realized what he was doing and guiltily settled back to watch. Her reaction was fuelling a raging storm inside him that he was slowly becoming addicted to.

When he watched the man leave he was about to make his move until he saw a shadowy movement from inside the shed and at a window on the opposite side. He was wondering what was going on when he saw a large black dog make its way across the shed to his wife.

What Jeff hadn't realized was that the dog had been there all along sleeping as he did in the cool shadows. The captor had a few surprises up his sleeve and the old dog was just one of them. The captor watched anxiously from the window opposite her yet undiscovered husband.

Sarah had begun to relax somewhat happy to be left alone as she tried to figure a way to escape. There must be something, she thought then she saw movement. When the dog made its way across the floor she first felt sorry for it watching as it limped. It seemed to have a broken ear and a few sores. She figured it was fairly old. She wondered if somehow the dog could chew at her restraints like one of those old Lassie shows that's when she shrieked into her gag as the dog's cold nose, like a torpedo, went straight between her legs nearly inserting itself into her opening.

She tried to shuffle and twist away but it was useless. She tried to calm herself by repeating that all dogs do that and it'll be over in a second but she was in for a surprise. The dog sniffed deeply pushing its nose through the folds of her open vagina then whined before pulling away and circling as if looking for something.

The dogs' hips began to automatically thrust as if it were mating with an invisible dog.

Sarah was too shocked to respond, she simply stared. It suddenly stopped turning, sniffed the air and found its way back to her. Little did she know that the old dog was almost totally blind but that this wasn't the first time that women had been made available like this. Sarah's leg muscles strained to close her legs but it was useless. This time the dog's long wide tongue appeared lapping hungrily at her covering every inch of her vagina. Her hips twitched trying to rise off the seat as the animal licked and licked at her as if she were a meal and he hadn't eaten for a month. The huge tongue pulled and stretched her pliable lips slowly pulling the hood from her clitoris the licking reaching a frenzied level. Her muffled screams went unheeded as she was helpless against the unending onslaught. Her captor and husband watched excitedly the images burning into their memories at the sight of the beautiful woman mercilessly sexually attacked by the old dog.

"Jesus!" Jeff thought as he noticed telltale movements from his wife. "She's going to come," he thought not believing his eyes.

The captor already knew that it was inevitable. The old dog was relentless and had never disappointed except almost for the nineteen-year-old green-eyed brunette beauty who had passed out from the shock as the dog had worked on her only to waken to the continued onslaught. She had cried and cried after she had come for the third time. The old dog had a taste for female juices and wouldn't let up until he had his fill.

Sarah strained against her bonds feeling the warm storm building, her nipples darkening and hardening as the first orgasm approached. She tried to think of something else but nothing worked ' the maddening tongue had full access to her and wasn't about to let up. She groaned deep down and shuddered as an orgasm burst from her vagina sending two spurts into the dog's face. He lapped at her furiously drinking down every drop.

Jeff and the captor swore softly. Jeff exploded for a third time since the show had begun. He shuddered his legs threatening to give out. He became selfish and angry for the first time wondering why she never acted like that for him. The most she had ever done was to hold his head tight against her and make small sounds as she came. Maybe I need to be more aggressive he thought less anxious to intervene.

The captor stroked himself thinking for the first time of relieving himself deep in her body but he calmly talked himself out of that for now ' "have patience", he told himself.

The dog pulled away and Sarah thanked the lord for the animal's retreat. A glowing warmth spread throughout her lower body but she did not want a repeat. She watched the old dog circle as if trying to bite its own tail whining non-stop. Then she saw the long red length under its belly and shuddered.

"It's not possible," she wondered having never thought of such things and embarrassed she was doing it now.

Suddenly the dog stopped spinning and sat down facing her. It bent down licked itself raw and whined again before giving up and advancing on her a second time. She screamed the word "no" into the tap a dozen times but the dog had only one thing on its mind as it plunged between her legs a second time and licked and tasted her again. This time the warmth in her lower body came on much faster as she grimaced, groaned and tried to fight the terrific sensation. Her toes curled and strained as a second orgasm came without warning. The animal's tongue was again flooded with her juices and picked up the pace lapping harder. She raced to another orgasm even more powerful which rocked her to her core. She saw stars and her eyes rolled up into her head as she passed out. At that moment the captor splashed the side of the shed swearing with an intensity he hadn't felt in a long time. After that display, he thought, she won't be going home anytime soon.

She awoke to a cool sensation and immediately stiffened. Her captor was between her legs with a washcloth cleaning her lower body like she was an invalid. She could feel the cloth wipe through and pull at her vagina and she flushed deep red as the man cleaned her.

"Ahhh... you're finally awake sleeping beauty," he said struggling to control himself. He had begun to lick at her when she had stirred. He didn't want to move things too fast so pulled away and began to clean her as she came to. She looked around in panic for the dog.

"What you lookin' for?" he asked innocently.

She just shook her head wondering whether the animal had retreated to the shadows. She was ashamed to think that she had never in her life come so hard that an animal could do that to her shamed her. She tried to look away as the man got to his feet still naked from the waist down.

Time to take it up a notch he thought ripping the tape from her mouth.

She was about to protest and thought better of it as her lips burned once the tape was removed. She licked her lips and took a deep breath before asking, "what do you want from me?"

He smiled. "I think that's purty clear!"

"Haven't you done enough to me?"

His eyes drifted over her body, "I don't think so."

"You can't keep me here forever!"

"Why not?"

"Someone will be looking for me. "

"What makes you think that?" he asked with a sinister grin.

Had they hurt Jeff she wondered refusing to answer the question.

"Please! I... we have some money... it's all yours if you let me go. "

Can't screw money he thought but didn't say anything.

"Please I can't take this... please... I'll do whatever you want as long as you let me go!"

That's what he had been waiting for. Jeff heard it too and tensed anxious to hear what she meant by that.

"Well that's mighty neighbourly of you darlin but thems' just words. Let's put that to a little test then alright to see if your really mean it?"

She nodded waiting.

"How about a nice BJ?"

She looked confused. He was too shocked to laugh thinking that her husband must be a real asshole.

" Means blow job!"

She still looked confused until he explained it. She was visibly repulsed.

"Listen Missy you suck on my cock for a spell and maybe I'll suck on that fine pussy of yours. I'm sure you'll enjoy it just fine! I'll have you begging for more in no time that's for sure. One thing I truly enjoy is a tasty pussy and your'n looks might tasty."

She turned red thinking of the dog.

He held in the laughter again as he tormented her.

"You're crazy. I'll do no such thing!!!"

"Really..." he said slowly with a hint of a challenge.

His stare scared her.

"Alright then I guess your'n gonna be my guest for awhile longer then."

He started to unbutton his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"Gettin' nekked Darlin."

"Why? Why are you doing that!"

"Cause when I fuck I like it with no clothes on that's why."

She felt faint.

"You can't be serious? That's rape!!!"

"I don't see it that way Darlin! "

She looked confused.

"... cause yall gonna be askin' me to fuck you."

"You're crazy!" she yelled then started to yell for help. He viciously grabbed her left nipple and pulled stretching the breast painfully.

"Yeowwwww..." she yelled.

"Please... stopppppp..."

"Ask me?" he said calmly.

"Never!!!"

He pinched her harder and pulled. She screamed and screamed.

Jeff got ready to leap to the rescue when he heard the sound of a vehicle maybe two. He thought that the police had arrived when two pick-ups rolled in stopping before the house. Four men and an old woman got out. Jeff recognized Josh, the gas station attendant.

"Son of a bitch!" he thought realizing it had been a set-up. The others he hadn't seen before. He thought the heavy-set woman to be in her fifties at least. A white-haired man with a cane yelled at them to wait as he ambled slowly from the first truck.

Jeff thought he must be eighty at least. Another tall skinny man resembled the man who had been tormenting his wife and the last one Jeff thought he would never forget. He had to be at least six foot eight or nine and he figured he had to weigh three hundred plus. None of the weight looked like fat. Now Jeff worried ' without a weapon his odds at overwhelming these people was almost nil. Unless they weren't part of it he hoped.

The five people quietly made their way to the shed peering in the larger windows on the opposite side. Jeff worried they would spot him but they seemed content on staying on the other side and out of sight. He hoped that when they saw what was going on they would intervene but that thought quickly disappeared as he saw them anxiously looking upon the scene before their eyes.

"Shit!" he thought.

"I'll do it! I'll do it!" she screamed though the pain finally relenting as he knew she would.

He let the breast return to normal but held tightly to the pinched nipple.

"Do what?" he demanded.

"The blow job!"

" Really well that's mighty neighbourly of you Darlin. Alright then," he added releasing her flattened nipple.

He moved to a spot along the wall seeing his friends and winking while he reached into an old drawer retrieving something. Jeff didn't miss the exchange. He needed help. He clicked open the cell but it still read no signal.

"Can't have all the fun," he began, dropping to his knees between her legs doing something she couldn't see.

"What are you doing?" she asked fearfully.

He didn't answer. She was about to ask again when she felt something cool and hard slide into her a few inches.

"Almost got it," he said aloud as a buzzing noise filled the shed.

"My God!" she groaned trying to escape the maddening vibration.

"There you go Darlin. Call that my little gift for yall."

He had inserted a small three-inch vibrator that resembled a thick lipstick case and set it to medium. The new batteries would last for hours he figured smiling as she began to squirm. He intended to do everything in his power to keep her on a sexual high ' after all she would need it to deal with what would be coming over the next few days.

"Now let me just... untie these a little..." he grunted loosening the binds that held her arms up and behind her so that she could bend forward.

"There you go!" he announced pleased with the result.

She could now move forward just enough. She felt the warmth of blood circulating much better now that her arms were less constricted. He sidled up alongside her than across as if he were going to sit in her lap facing her. He placed his feet on either side of the tractor seat keeping his hips off her with his erection pointed straight up. With one hand holding the frame she was attached to him held himself balanced and in place. The closeness of her captor unnerved her as he smiled through the leather mask. He tweaked her nipples again one after the other with his free hand before letting it fall back and behind him dropping between her widespread legs probing the secret flesh around the buzzing plastic. He flicked his fingers at the hood of her pussy encouraging the still hidden clitoris to reveal itself. He felt her hips repeatedly jerk spasmodically as his fingers glided over her.

"Well!" he said smiling at the sight of her upraised chin mere inches above the bloated head of his cock. She was doing everything in her power to ignore its presence.

"Give it a kiss Darlin! "

She looked away in anger. He waited patiently.

"You know Darlin all I gotta do is pull that plug outta ya and slide down some b'fore fuckin' yall silly-like. It's yore'n choice but make it quick-like cause I ain't gonna wait forever you know?"

Feeling trapped and defeated she nodded slightly, bent her head forward and opened her mouth wide. Moving down she felt the spongy head move past her lips. The taste was horrible. A gag reflex kicked in but she held back. He encouraged and directed her throughout threatening worse if she didn't do as she was told.

Closing her eyes she pushed further down until half the length was in her mouth her tongue teasing the hardness and her lips clinging tightly. She pulled her mouth on and off him as he instructed moaning when she was doing fine and threatening when she wasn't. He strummed her now visible hardened clitoris relentlessly as she worked on him. Her leg muscles desperately tried to shut her legs at the rising stimulation. Her buttocks squirmed deliciously to the onlookers as her pussy became wetter and wetter.

"Hey!" he warned as she slowed.

She once again plunged her mouth on and off his erection anxious to end the torment but hoping in desperation to bring him release before she embarrassed herself. She was fighting with every ounce of her willpower to repress the sexual urges the vibrator and his fingers were quickly bringing to the surface. The dog had been bad enough she thought but at least no one had seen her lose control. She vowed not to let that happen again.

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Her husband Jeff's face was pressed hard up against the glass in shock yet excitement at seeing his beautiful wife forced to suck the stranger's cock. She had never done that for him.

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Suddenly her captor began to thrust upward burying his full length into her throat then out again and again. Sarah felt on the verge of suffocating but in no time she adjusted taking small breaths as the hole of her throat was unplugged. Her lips clasped tight to the retreating length hoping to bring him off and end the nightmare. His groans each time made her confident he was close but he increased his relentless attack on her pussy. The squelching noise from her mouth and between her legs signalled they were both close.

"Oh fuckkkk..." he groaned loudly struggling to hold out as long as possible but the wet noises of her full red lips pulling on him, her hard-nippled breasts bumping and swaying to the motion, his fingers slick with her juices and her quivers and twitches to the assault on her pussy finally won out. He pulled his hand from between her legs much to her appreciation and grabbed the back of her head holding her in place his cock deep in her throat as he erupted. She struggled certain death was near as a flood of semen jettisoned from him filling her mouth and bloating her cheeks forcing her to swallow to avoid suffocation. Her eyes bulged as her mouth filled with his seed. The hard vibration of her vocal cords finally made him realize she was struggling. He pulled his rapidly deflating cock noisily from her mouth long thick strings of semen mixed with saliva following. He moved off her his breathing hard as if he had just run a couple of miles. He watched as she spit out what she hadn't swallowed which wasn't much. A globule of thick semen trickled from the corner of her mouth trailed her chin and launched itself onto her right nipple covering most of the aureole. His penis lurched at the sight.

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Jeff held himself again on weak knees as he shuddered under the onslaught of yet another climax. He hadn't thought that there was anything left but he had been wrong. Throughout he had pictured himself in the captor's place. He struggled to understand his feelings.

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Moving off her the captor cupped his balls before her eyes with a big silly grin.

"Fuck me you are a sight," he said focusing on her glistening open pussy wet with her secretions and her chest heaving with her deep breaths the sound of a buzzing vibrator.

"You are might purty Darlin."

What did he expect from her? A great big fucking thankyou!

He turned his back on her revealing skinny buttocks as he moved to the shelves opening and closing them in search of something which worried her. Moving back to her he held the objects retrieved up - a long strip of cloth and a digital camera.

"Oh no you can't please you can't! I've done everything you've asked," she pleaded as he dropped to his knees between her legs holding the camera no more than a foot from her exposed crotch. Ignoring her pleas he snapped two pictures. She groaned loudly as the flash filled the shed. A sudden thought hit her. Six months earlier her nephew had stayed a few weeks with her and Jeff. One day she caught him eyeballing naked women on the internet. One picture had been an attractive woman's vagina glistening after an orgasm. Her nephew hadn't known he had been seen. She wondered and worried whether thousands of others would now stare at her like her nephew had done. She shuddered.

Moving alongside her with a huge smile her captor held up the tiny screen showing her the two pictures he had just taken. Staring in horror her face flamed red made him laugh.

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Jeff stood staring through the window watching his wife's captor take the most intimate picture that he could. Jeff wanted desperately to see those photos and more. He had always wanted to take photos and videos of his wife but never discussed it with her knowing that she would find it disgusting. Jeff's hand drifted down to a cock that was again as hard as it would get.

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"See there Darlin don't need no money of your'n! Got contacts on the internet. These two little pictures will make me a few greenbacks."

She calmed a little when she realized that no one would know it was her. There was a small mole next to her left pussy lip but even Jeff hadn't seen that she was sure. The only one who could possibly make the connection would be her gynecologist, Dr. Susan Eckhart and she didn't believe the good doctor trolled the internet looking for pictures of naked women given her job.

Moving in front of her he readied another shot this time full body.

"God no! PLEASE!!! They'll know it's me!!!"

"Listen Darlin yall a might tasty thing and lots of men would enjoy seeing you that's for sure. You can't deny a man a livin' now can you?"

"But..."

"Listen," he interrupted, "you do as you're told and I mean everything I ask then no one gets to see you'se face. I just take a picture from the neck on down. Deal?"

Reluctantly she nodded.

"Alright now shake them big titties of your'n to convince me!"

Her breasts began to move side to side as he flashed two more pictures. She hadn't noticed the return of her captor's erection.

Moving alongside her again he scrolled through the new pictures which did not show her face for which she was grateful.

Putting the camera down he took the strip of cloth and tied it around her head covering her eyes completely. Protesting loudly he explained that he was going to release her shortly and didn't want her to see anything that could be used against him. Accepting the explanation she calmed a little thinking that kidnappers only killed people who could identify them so she should be safe. She hadn't seen his face since he wore a black leather mask that covered his head.

Backing away he signalled the five newcomers holding up a finger for them to be quiet. Slowly and quietly they entered the shed patting his shoulders and smiling. He whispered to each of them before moving back to Sarah. She felt his hands on her thighs knowing he was between her legs. Breathing anxiously she asked what he was doing.

" Well Darlin since you done helped me I figure to repay the favour. That their pussy of your'n looks like it needs a little lovin'."

When she protested he reminded her of the deal she had made. Quieting she waited nervously as she felt fingers beginning to play with her. She felt the vibrator being pulled out. She would have fainted had she seen him hand it to the others who inhaled its aroma as it was passed around. The matronly woman sucked it into her mouth her eyes closing in ecstasy. The captor looked at her. They exchanged a knowing smile as she replaced him between her legs.

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Jeff's erection was back like never before as he anxiously watched the scene as it began to play out. He convinced himself that there was nothing he could do unless he had been armed to the teeth.

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Sarah felt hands opening her vagina wider and wider until it began to hurt. The others huddled around staring lustily at the exposed flesh of the beautiful woman. Mildred Connor a dedicated lesbian didn't have the looks or personality to attract the attention of similarly minded women and relied upon these diversions to practice her craft. It had been months since the last one she had worked on. She stared hungrily into the flesh at her complete disposal.

Dropping a hand between her own thick legs she pressed her thumb with just enough pressure and movement over the clitoris of the captive eliciting a gasp from the young wife as her mouth dropped into the wet folds sucking them gently into her mouth her tongue darting teasingly an inch or two into her opening. Within minutes the blonde's hips were gyrating slightly tilting upward allowing greater access as the lesbian expertly played with her. Mildred couldn't wait to press her pussy up against the blonde or try her new double-sided dildo but she knew that that would have to wait. Her eyes glanced up at the pointed tips of heaving breasts as she led the blonde down the highway to release.

Sarah was screaming inside desperately holding on to control but feeling it slowly slide away from her. The last thing she wanted was to humiliate herself. Feeling lips purse against her clitoris and fingers invade her sliding in and out she wailed loudly caught between wanting to escape and continue.

Mildred began to lap furiously at the wet furrow. She knew that the woman was so close her tongue flicking relentlessly at the hardened clitoris as her fingers pushed into her gyrating in circles as deep as she could push them before pulling out and repeating the movement that her victim panting.

All of the men were stroking their cocks as they watched Mildred manipulate the beauty. Turning her head she winked at the men as her fingers flew in and out in a blur her mouth sucking hard at the clitoris and pulling expertly at the wet pink flesh. The blonde's hips began to move to the rhythm that Mildred had established.

"Mmmmmm... ohhhhh... Goddddd..." She moaned loudly about to cum.

Suddenly the mouth and fingers withdrew leaving her hips moving on their own. She strained against the restraints.

"Please... my God... Please..."

"Please what Darlin," said the captor standing over Mildred.

Her cheeks were red and burning.

"You wanna cum then you better tell me or I keep doing this all day. Well..."

Swallowing hard she yelled, "Yes goddammittttt... Yes please... I want to..."

"What?" he asked calmly.

"Make me cum..." she moaned lowering her head in disgust with herself.

She felt the mouth and fingers return and in moments she was back racing for release. Mildred was unyielding using every trick she knew to have her ride the sexual rollercoaster. She would cum when Mildred was ready to let her cum. The groans and pleas became louder and louder.

"Alright bitch!" she said to herself, "that should do for a real nice show," she added plunging her tongue as deep as it could go into her opening. Sarah seemed to convulse like tremors before a major quake. Moving to the side Mildred got up and strummed the engorged clitoris letting the men see what was about to happen.

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Jeff stared in complete shock at his wife. Her vagina looked twice its normal size the lips and clitoris bloated and her opening yawning wide. He could have sworn he could see her interior muscles moving from where he stood hiding.

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The five men had seen it before ' the vaginal muscles working overtime pushing in and out as if begging for a cock. Suddenly the muscles retreated leaving a dark reddish hole. Sarah screamed and screamed as it hit her. The vaginal muscles seemed to push to the surface before disappearing again like a throat opening and closing but each push expelled a stream of fluid as if from a broken hose spraying her thighs, knees and the pant legs of some of the men. Each squirt from her caused her to moan.

"Fuck me," a few onlookers thought. They had seen Mildred work her magic like this before but never seen results as successful.

They watched the beautiful wife's body shake with orgasmic tremors; her large breasts capped with rigid nipples that they were each looking forward to savour. There wasn't a soft cock in sight.

Mildred looked frantic for a moment before realizing that young Josh had caught it all on tape. He would later tell them that it was difficult at best holding the video camera steady.

The captor looked over at Josh and nodded. It was time.

With a huge smile Josh handed the video camera to the giant and began undressing.

Mildred clapped her hands together quietly as the youth's erection popped free.

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Jeff watched the young man who was responsible for his wife's predicament undress and was shocked at the size of his erection. It was thicker and longer than Jeff's. He debated rushing in but dismissed it immediately as the young man walked naked up to his restrained wife. He knew what was going to happen next and it excited him to a new level that he still didn't understand but nevertheless he watched anxiously.

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"Now Darlin' the captor said, "you've had some fun now its' my turn. You member our little conversation."

She shook her head.

"Darlin! Darlin! I told you that you would ask me to fuck yall, member?"

"No please... haven't you done enough?"

"I think yall need a reminder," the captor said, "now where's that big ole bag of clothes clippers," he said aloud.

Sarah began to struggle trying desperately to free herself. "Please don't... please..."

"Alright Darlin' we can forget bout them clippers... for now. Now member I told you that you were gonna ask me to fuck yall?"

"Oh God..."

"Well!" he demanded.

She remained silent.

"You are sorely testin' my patience Darlin'" he said, anger in his voice.

"You think them clippers were bad wait till you see what else I have in mind if yall don't cooperate a bit."

In a soft voice she said, "what do you want me to do?"

He bent down and whispered in her ear. He watched as she began to cry but when he pressed her she nodded that she would do what he asked.

Her captor had told her that he would video a scene with her and that video would be used to keep her from going to the police after she was released.

The captor motioned for Josh to move closer. His penis bumped into the back of her right hand.

They all watched as her fingers wrapped around the young man's sizable cock.

"Mmmm... that's a big cock," she said on script.

"You like big cocks don't yall Darlin?"

"I do... I do..." she said taking a deep breath, "but I need this big cock in my pussy... I need it fuck me and fuck me hard," she said on the verge of breaking down.

The youth's erection pulled free of her fingers. She felt a body between her legs and the head of the erection touch her pussy lips. She repositioned her hips thanks to loosened hip restraints feeling it lodge in place ready to penetrate her.

The captor smiled and breathed deeply and impatiently.

She knew what she had to do to get free of her captor. Gritting her teeth with survivor resolve she pushed her hips forward feeling the thick head slide into her. She pulled back then forward again taking a bit more. Back and forth she went unknowingly fucking herself on the cock of the young man until every inch was buried in her, the head nudging her cervix.

The captor nodded at the youth who pulled back and plunged forward as hard as he could jarring the young wife who, following the script, screamed for more and more.

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Jeff's hand was in a blur as he stroked himself watching his wife fuck herself on the gas station attendant.

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How far will the hillbillies go with Sarah? Will she ever be the same again? Will Jeff come to grips with the fascination of watching his wife's abuse? Will Jeff be able to forgive himself for standing by and doing nothing?

To be continued in Part 2