Sleeping Beauty (Part 3 of 3)

Story by  by DestroXXIV - https://www.deviantart.com/destroxxiv

Sleeping Beauty Ch. 3

It's a little-known fact that New Jersey is the most highway intensive state in America. Navigating most of these highways is a nightmare of epic proportions and is enough to make even the most avid commuter cringe. There are, however, several scenic country roads scattered about the garden state. Most of these long stretches of asphalt run through small towns and miles of wood and marshland once a serene stretch of road is Highway 539 from Allentown to Tuckerton.

It used to be a "secret" road that led to and from the famed Jersey shore, but it's not necessarily so secret anymore. The stream of traffic is anything if not thick, especially during the summer months. During the winter, however, the traffic is much, much lighter. Especially early in the morning during the weekends, a stroke of good fortune for one particular classic Ford pickup as it rumbles down the highway. Not that the road is entirely devoid of any vehicles.

The pickup driver notices one particular four-door sedan as it drives up next to him for a brief moment. He looks in the window and sees a young boy, possibly no older than ten years old, playing with an Amazon Arrow action figure. It's a strange sight to see in this day and age of portable music players and streaming on-demand video.

The scene is a throwback that reminds him of his younger days when car trips were about finding ways to entertain yourself, that is, when you weren't driving your parents batty by repeatedly asking that most infernal question.

"Are we there yet?"

Just then, the young boy glances at the driver of the Ford pickup and enthusiastically waves at him. The driver cracks a smile and slowly raises his hand to wave back before the sedan picks up speed and leaves the Ford truck behind. In the back of the family sedan, the young boy made the pickup driver think about where life took him and the long lonely path he walked until now. Perhaps it was time for him to start a family.

The young driver thought about this as he glanced over at his passenger, a passenger that no one could see, not even the boy in the sedan or his family. This passenger laid across the old style three seats in front of the truck bound and hogtied and gagged. The driver tied the bottom of the passenger classic seat belt (the ones that emerged from underneath the seat) around her hogtied feet. These frim unyielding bonds prevented her from kicking at the window or her hogtied legs from being visible. He tied the middle seat belt around her lovely throat and propped her head on his crotch. Her love visage choked on his rock hard cock as the ropes combined with a sturdy ring gag vexed her ability to move her body or close her mouth.

"MMMPHHH!!!! UMMMPHHH!!! She tried to kick her legs out in hopes that the ropes and the seat belt would snap, but those hopes seemed far fetched.

Her name was Rylie Garrett, and a few minutes earlier, a kidnapper snatched her from her rental house on the Jersey shore. These events occurred a mere 24 hours after narrowly escaping life as a bondage slave due to a blackmail attempt by her now-deceased former boss. When things were finally looking up, Rylie came home and had the unfortunate luck of meeting this psychopath.

The psychopath in question was a man by the name of Bobby Henry, aka Haymaker. Bobby was a down on his luck boxer who was breaking into a house in a desperate gambit to pay off one of New York's most dangerous figures of the criminal underworld. Unbelievable, he found the love of his life, only to lose her a mere few hours later.

At least he already took the opportunity to rape her. However, that might have made things worse for him. The moment he and his male pipe crawled inside of her, he didn't want to leave. He could have laid there for an eternity and hammered away at her was his choice. He stroked the top of Rylie's jet black hair and looked down at her. She tried to move her head away, but he grabbed and forced her to look at him.

"NNNGHHHH!!!!" Rylie screamed in agony as she looked her kidnapper in the eye.

She never got a chance to look at his face until he removed his mask right before he entered his pickup truck. Even though they drove for thirty minutes, she tried her hardest not to look at it again. Not that his face was hideous. It's not, however, like his face was overly handsome either. It was a rugged face with a sizeable Italian nose that suffered its fair share of breaks during his career as a boxer. His forehead drooped down, so his massive eyebrows met his nose in a triangle. His jet black hair was spiked at the top, and his stubble showed that he hadn't shaven in at least a day.

He stroked Rylie's face while only occasionally looking back at the road. Her face was so beautiful that his eyes wanted to stare, and his heart wanted to skip a beat every time he looked at her. Rylie could only stare back at him with her big blue eyes and whimpered with her face buried in his lap.

"MMMMMPHHHH!!!! MMPPHHHH!!!!

"Shhh!" Bobby replied back
"Don't be scared, Rylie. I know you are frightened but don't worry, I won't let Twilight and his men hurt you too badly. I would never let anything bad happen to you!"

"NNNNGGHHH!!!!" Rylie cried back when she heard his chilling words.

"Alright, it seems like we are having trouble keeping quiet. We need to find something for that mouth of yours to do."

Bobby unzipped his pants and pull out his swollen member.

"NNNAAAHHH!!! NAAAHHHH!!! Rylie screamed while shaking her head from side to side.

Bobby once again forcefully grabbed her hair and pulled her close to his crotch!"

"OOWWHHH!!!
"I am going to remove your gag! Play along, and I will make sure you don't get hurt. Try anything funny, and Twilight will be the last thing you have to worry about!"

Bobby's animalistic side was taking over once again. He knew he would be stupid to hurt Twilight's new "merchandise," primarily after he worked so hard to convince Twilight to let him leverage Rylie to pay off his debt. At the moment, however, he didn't care. All he knew was that he wanted Rylie's lips on his cock in the worst way.

Bobby slowly removed the knotted cleave gag he replaced her tape-gag with right before the trip. Rylie immediately spat up the soaked panties that inhabited her mouth for the day. He shoved Rylie's face toward his thick, stiff, attentive shaft. The phallus rubs against the side of Rylie's face as she is initially hesitant to put the throbbing veiny rod into her mouth, but she remembers his words and slowly opens her mouth.

Bobby takes Rylie's head and shoves it on his cock. He uses his hand to guide her head up and down his manhood slowly at first before picking up speed.

"MMMMBLLL!!!! UMMMPHHH!!! UMMMPHHH"
Bobby's penis rolled up and down her tongue and collided with the side of her cheek and the back of her throat.

"ACCKK!!! ACCKKK!!! Rylie groaned as the stiff sword stabbed at the uvula hanging in the back of her gullet.

Bobby blissfully moaned as Rylie's head bobbed up and down on his lap. Her lips and tongue were not allowed to part from his penis for even a moment. His world was tipped upside down ever since he lost that title fight. For the longest time, it didn't seem like he would ever have another happy moment in his life again. He was never more desperate and afraid of his future than he was last night, and now a few hours later, he was in heaven. His debt to Twilight was about to be cleared, and the most stunning girl he had ever seen was tied up in his truck, giving him a blowjob as he drove along the highway.

Life was finally right for Bobby "Haymaker" Henry.

"MMMPPHHH!!! MMMBLLL!!!! Rylie moaned while forced to suck on Bobby's male stick shift while he groped her ass.

Just then, Bobby's front tire caught the edge of a large pothole. The pothole caused the pickup truck to jump up in the air suddenly. The surprise jolt took Bobby by surprise and forced him to begin to ejaculate. Unfortunately for Rylie, that same jolt caused her to remove her mouth from Bobby's penis right at that very moment, and this resulted in Bobby ejaculating all over her face and hair. Rylie voiced her disgust before Bobby angrily applied a stiff handgag to her lovely lips.

"EEWMMMPHHH!!!

"Stupid Bitch!" Bobby seethed. Who told you to remove your mouth?!?"

"MMMPHHH!!! HHHMMM SHHHRRRYYYHH!" Rylie pleaded as fear filled her eyes.

"You're just a trouble maker! There is no way I can just deliver you to Twilight like that! Fortunately, he told me he wouldn't be able to pick you up till tonight!"
"So that means I have plenty of time to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!"

"HMMMMPHHH!!!"
Bobby reapplied Rylie's cloth gag and wiped off her face with a random towel from his glove compartment. He once again focused on the road ahead. No more distractions; he knew where he needed to go.

Bobby enjoyed the long drive as he cruised down the interstate. He worried that the libido might get the best of him and cause him to cross Twilight. Bobby's heart wanted him to run away with Rylie this instant, but his brain reminded him that doing so would only hasten his demise. Usually, whenever Bobby needed to clear his head, a long drive did the trick. Especially when that long drive included a forced blowjob from the girl of his dreams.

Bobby moaned as he squirted his hot seed into Rylie's mouth once more. Bobby's faculties returned to him, and he knew what he needed to do.  He turned the steering wheel and drove back toward Rylie's house.  Rylie tried to lift her head from his crotch but Bobby merely grabbed her hair shoved her face back into place.

"MMBBBLLL!!! UMMPPPPHHH!!!“

Bobby tossed Rylie over his shoulder before slapping her ass and giving it a quick grab. He continued to caress Rylie's ass, rubbing his hands up and down her backside, while walking into her most modest home.  For the first time since he entered, Bobby took stock of his surroundings. Rylie's home was only 950 square feet, and there was barely any furniture in the house, save an old couch, an old projection TV, a bed, and a few antique tables and dressers. Bobby was dumbfounded at the prospect of such a beautiful girl living in near squalor. She needn't worry any longer however as a roof over her head would be the least of her concerns.

"MMMPPPHHH!!! NNNMPPPPHHH!!! Rylie shrieked while still trying to kick out her silky smooth legs.

Bobby carried his captive cutie into his bathroom. He sat her down on the bathroom counter before exiting for a few moments. Rylie struggled in vain while she heard Bobby rummaging through his bedroom.

"MMMPHHH!!!! HHHHLLLLPPPPP!!!! She had no idea if anyone even lived close enough to hear her, but she knew she needed to try something; otherwise, this asshole was just going to rape her again.

After a few moments, Bobby returned from his bedroom, and he walked over to Rylie and groped her luscious breasts.

"MPPHHH!!!! Rylie moaned as she tried to pull away from his roaming hands.

Bobby responded by pulling out a switchblade and pressing it against Rylie's throat.

"Quite down bitch!" Bobby demanded

Her eyes went wide with shock initially, but she tried to keep her whimpering to a minimum. It was a task that became increasingly difficult as Bobby traced the sharp end of the knife up and down Rylie's fantastic body. After a few moments, Bobby grabbed the bottom of Rylie's top and used the switchblade to cut away at it!

"NNNNMMMPPHHHHH!!!!" Rylie howled while shaking her head in protest.

Bobby cared very little for Rylie's disapproval and continued to tear away and remove her top before doing the same thing to her underwear. He came back after a few moments, and he thoroughly molested her breasts and massaged her cunt before briefly removing the ropes around her legs to pull off her socks. He once again held the knife to Rylie's neck and walked the squirming beauty to the shower.

A few minutes later, Rylie found herself naked and bound hands overhead facing the wall of the shower. The showerhead hovered above her, and the thin rubber coated wire that currently tied her hands together and wrapped around it. Rylie pulled down on the thin wire, hoping to break it, but the material was deceptively sturdy. Still, she continued to twist and jerk at the bindings in hopes of gaining her freedom.

"UMMPHHH!!!! GNNNGHHH!!! Rylie mumbled through her new gag.

Bobby stuffed her mouth with the underwear she wore previously and used the strips from part of her ripped tank top to cleave gag her. He turned the knob on the shower and watched as the stream of water sprayed against Rylie's alluring figure. She looked like an irresistible mermaid standing below a waterfall as the water cascaded down, incredible her toned body.

Bobby soaped up her body slowly, taking extra care of her most private parts. He lathered up her supple breasts before circling her stomach and moving down to the promised land between her lets. He rubbed suds all over her posterior, circling and slapping it several times before moving back to her tits. Rylie was less than fond of all of the attention paid to her at the moment.

"UMMMPHHHH!!!" STMMPHHH!!!"

Bobby washed her off; after a few minutes, he untied her hands from the showerhead. Her shoulders were finally able to relax after feeling like they were on fire. She couldn't let her guard down as he swiftly wrapped her hands around her back before securing her with handcuffs. His warm naked body now pressed against her, while his stiff hard prick poked against her backside. He grabbed her by the hair and shoved her face and body against the shower wall. He entered inside of her yet again and thrusted even more excitedly than before. The sound of his balls slapping against her mixed with squishing sound resulted from the wet naked bodies colliding together. She grimaced as he prodded her with his manhood, and her face pressed against the tile wall.

"NNNGGHHH!!! NNGHHHH!!!" Rylie yelled, once again violated by the thief that stole her away.

As for Bobby, he grabbed her breasts while he pumped away at her. He bent over and kissed her neck repeatedly while occasionally stopping to chew on her ear lobe. He wasn't ever much of a shower person. As a guy, he figured he only needed about two minutes to shower and get ready. Today, however, he decided he loved the shower. The room filled with steam, and the windows fogged up. Bobby stayed in that shower and smashed away at his beloved Rylie for hours.

"This is how it should be, Rylie!" He whispered into her ear while he chewed away.
"This is how we should be waking up together every morning for the rest of our lives!"

"NNGGHHH!!!! NNAAAHHHH!!! Rylie wailed as she chewed on the thick gag that halted her screams from reaching the ears of anyone who happened by the old, broken down-home.

He ejaculated inside of her multiple times and filled her female flower with loads of his hot, sticky seed. Once he had his fill of her snatch, he removed his still erect sword and plunged it into Rylie's sensitive asshole. His grinding motion elicited yet another shriek trying unsuccessfully to escape from the tip of Rylie's depressed tongue.

"GNNNAGGHHHH!!! GHHHHDDDD!!!

After profaning her body for a few hours, he uncuffed her body from behind her waist and re-cuffed them around her back. Bobby removed the detachable showerhead and let it spray through Rylie's vagina and ass crack. He turned the heat down, and Rylie then endured a stream of cold water.

"NNGHHHH!!! She groaned as the water streaked through her delicate insides.

After he finished, he ripped off the gag and forced his tongue down her throat.

"MMBBLL!!! UMMMPHHH!!! Rylie moaned her, his lips pressed against hers, and his uninvited tongue probed her mouth.

His lips parted hers, and he grabbed the front of her mouth with the palm of his hand. He slowly walked her out of the shower while keeping his hand firmly pressed against her mouth. He walked her over to his pants, which lay on the counter of the bathroom. He took a pre-soaked rag out of his back pocket and moved it towards Rylie's face. Her eyes went wide as she saw the rag slowly approaching her mouth and nose. She shook her head and cried out in fear.

"NNGHHHH!!! NNNAHHHH!!! DHHHNNNT!!!"

Soon the rag pressed against her nose and lips, and the sweet-smelling substance filled her lungs and caused her limbs to feel heavy. Bobby removed the rag as Rylie's eyes fluttered. He also stuffed her mouth to the brim with the small towel he used to wipe off the countertop. He pressed the rag against her face and tied it and the towel inside her oral cavity in place with a cord of rope.

"MMMPHHH!!!" Rylie moaned as the anesthetic took hold.

The soaked cloth contained a special compound he got his hands from his days as a roaming rapist. The substance was strong enough to sedate someone to the point where they could barely move, but it would keep them fully awake and aware of what was going on. He procured a boatload of this stuff years ago and was ecstatic to use it again for the first time in ages.

There was enough for him to use on Rylie for years. He imagined keeping her as his love slave for eternity and using the special sedative to make sure she could never leave him no matter how much she wanted to. He imagined a lifetime with her perfect body and perfect face laying next to him in his bedroom. Every gorgeous inch of her flesh and soul to do whatever he pleased. His bondage bride till death do them part.

He snapped back to reality and dried Rylie off with a towel. He sat her back on the countertop and used a blow dryer to dry her long black mane. Once he finished, her full luscious locks fell back into place and perfectly framed her angelic face. He stood back and marveled at the drugged girl in front of him.

Her hands lay helplessly by her side, as she was unable to move them even one iota. Her legs hung from the countertop and kicked lightly in the air. She tried to will her incredible legs back to life, so she could kick her kidnaper and make a run. Her legs wouldn't listen. They merely waved slightly in the air as Bobby took his hands and rubbed them up and down the side of her naked thighs up to her haunches. Her full plump breasts heaved with every breath she took. Her breathing labored thanks to the effect of the cloth pad tied to the front of her face. The same cloth combined with the small towel and the rope tied around her mouth and rendered her protests to a mere pathetic whimper.

"Mmmmpphhh!!! Nnnnnnghhhh!!!

Bobby picked Rylie up bridal style and carried her to his bed. He laid her down on the bed before grabbing some more of the garments he took from her place from his satchel.

He picked out a black garter belt, some long black socks, and a lacy black bra. He put the garter belt around Rylie's thin waist. She tried meekly to fight him with her hands, but he merely swatted them away with ease. He pulled the black socks up to her amazingly smooth legs and placed the bra around her now perfectly framed, luscious breasts.

He re-tied her arms so that the palms of her hands latched to her elbows behind her back. He tied her legs and ankles together and removed the rope and the cloth pad from her mouth. He kept the towel stuffed against the back of her throat and walked to the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat. He was famished, and he hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday.

His mind was so focused on filling his empty stomach that he failed to hear his neighbor's lawn equipment startup.

Rylie's senses slowly returned to her. She looked around the room and tried and loosen her bonds. She frantically moved her legs up and down as she hoped it would ease the knot. Her fingers clutched at the invisible air around them as she worked her arms and tried to create some slack in her bindings. Then she heard the noise.

It was the unmistakable noise of a weed whacker, and she saw the silhouette of a man doing yard work through the white drapes of the bedroom. She hastily looked around the room to see if her kidnapper was around. She heard him rummage around in the kitchen, and she realized this was her chance! She rolled to the edge of the bed, and she grunted as each turn took maximum effort.

"NNNGHHH!!!!

Once her legs hung off the side of the bed, she struggled to get herself to a seated position. She slowly rose to her feet, and she wobbled as she tried to maintain her balance. She already tried this technique once before, but this time it was different. This time she didn't need to make it to the front door; she only needed to make it to her bedroom window.

Once she reached a standing position, Rylie hopped to the window where the man tended his yard. She quietly grunted with each hop.

"UMMPHH!!!! UMMPHHH!!!"

Soon she made it to the window, and she pushed open the drape with her head. She saw the man using the weed whacker with his back turned to her. She waited for a few seconds, hoping he would turn around and see her. He did no such thing, but then a glimmer of hope arrived as the man shut the noisy device off and catch a breather. So, she decided to risk it all and call out to him!

"HNNNYYY!!! HLLLPPP MMMHHH!!!" Shit! She realized she forgot to spit out the towel before she yelled for him.

The thick towel soaked up her pleas like a sponge, and the man remained oblivious to the buxom young woman's plight. Rylie frantically spat out the towel and gathered her breath as she replenished her lungs with oxygen. She gathered enough air and prepared to let out the most blood-curdling scream of her entire life.

"HEELLMMMPPPHHHHH!!!! She shrieked in surprise as Bobby's hand flew out behind her and shoved the towel back in her mouth before sealing it in place with his firm grip.

The man tending to his lawn thought he heard something and whipped his head around. He peered at the window behind him and saw that the drape remained slightly open. Curiosity took hold of him, and he peered into the room. He squinted his eyes and looked in the bedroom only to see that it was empty.

On the bedroom floor, right below the window ledge, Bobby laid on top of Rylie's back as he sealed her lips shut with his hand. His meaty palm blocked her screams from reaching his neighbor's ears.

"HHHHLLLPPPP!!!! HHHLLLPPPP MMMMMPHHHHHH!!!! DWWNNN HHHHRRRRR!!!
Rylie desperately yelled, and her cheeks inflated despite being clutched by Bobby's steel-like fingers. The neighbor nearly turned back around to continue tending to his weeds, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he missed something. He walked toward the window and took one last look just in case. Bobby panicked as he saw the shadow approach the window. He couldn't shut the curtain unless he wanted to raise the neighbor's suspicion. What was he going to do?

His wife often told him he was too nosy for his own good, but his curiosity ran rampant. He walked over to the front of the house and knocked a few times. The curious neighbor cupped his hand to the door and heard nothing but silence, so he grabbed the doorknob and twisted. To his surprise, the door slowly creaked open. He made his way through the house and found his way to the bedroom. He slowly pushed the door open and waltzed into the women's bedroom. Once again, an empty bedroom greeted his eyes.

Had he arrived a mere five seconds earlier, he would have caught the visage of Rylie's striking eyes as before she disappeared underneath the bed. Rylie lay on top of Bobby, and his palm adhered to the front of her lips, and he secured her bound legs as he wrapped his legs around them. He kept her firmly handgagged and cemented her lips shut as he cupped the bottom of her jaw. His meaty palm clamped Rylie's jaw shut. She tried in vain to pry her lips open but to no avail. While she struggled to free her mouth, Bobby groped her breasts and stroked her pussy.

The man's footsteps echoed throughout the bedroom, and the neighbor made his way next to the bed. Rylie stared at the man's shoes as if his arrival was the twist of fate she so desperately desired.
"NNNNGHHHH!!!! NNNNNMMMMPHHHHH!!! HHNNN HHHHRRRRR!!!! Rylie shrieked as Bobby pulled her face upwards and forced her to look at the bottom of the mattress while he continued to molest her. He lightly bit her ear and then whispered. He kept his volume low enough so that only she could hear him.

"Why can't you see that this your destiny Rylie?!? Fate brought us here. Now quit fighting me!"
"MMMPHHH NNNMMPPHHH!!!

Rylie wailed and shook, yet her efforts proved fruitless. The strength Bobby's massive gripped her tightly. Meanwhile, the power of his grip kept her completely silent. As if that wasn't enough, Bobby expertly stimulated her clitoris with his two fingers.

Soon her sexual energy reached a frenzied peak, and she arched her back and moaned into his hand as she climaxed.
"UMMPHHHH!!!! UNNNNGHHHHH!!!

She twitched and squirmed as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She heard the footsteps drift further and further away from the bed, and as she bit into the thick towel while shivers ran up her spine. Despair entered her psyche. All seemed lost when, suddenly, another ray of hope pierced through the dark veil of misery that surrounded her.

Her neighbor bent over at reached toward the floor. Unfortunately, he faced the opposite direction of the bed, but Rylie hoped that perhaps a clue regarding her current predicament caught the older man's attention. She watched intently as her face filled with hope. Bobby tightened his grip around her mouth wrapped his arm around her even more tightly. For the first time, Rylie sensed anxiousness from her captor.

"OVVA HHRR!! TUHNN AHOUHND-HUH?!"

Rylie furrowed her brow as the distressed damsel's aspirations toward freedom once again tumbled into a pit of despair. The old man grabbed a pair of Rylie's panties from the ground. He then sniffed the panties before he rose and stuffed them in his packet. He walked out of the bedroom as Rylie let out a muffled shriek.

"NNGHHH!!! HHHLLP MMPPHHH!

As Rylie screamed, a faint whisper tickled her eardrum as her kidnapper taunted her with one word.

"Destiny."

The old man walked out the front door as a bitter smile crept across his face. He couldn't help but lament the missed opportunity that he knew he would regret for the rest of his days. A short while ago, the most beautiful woman he ever saw moved in next door. She was absolutely flawless in every way, and she was the perfect prey.

He and his wife plotted her kidnapping for weeks, but the young women never seemed to be home. Now, it appeared someone else beat him to the punch. He thought about intervening, but he knew he couldn't afford to be greedy. After all, there were already lovely bound and gagged girls imprisoned in his basement. One wrong move, and not only would he lose out on his neighbor, but he could end up losing it all.

Still, it was a shame that the mysterious young girl's beauty was unparalleled. He hated missing out on her. His loins stiffened with the mere thought of her beauty. He glanced at this unfinished yard work before he turned his attention to his basement. He decided to take a well-earned break and plodded down to his basement. He thought of his young blonde captive, Jessica, and he quickly decided she would be the perfect vessel for his pent up sexual energy.

The coast was clear, but Bobby stayed under the bed for another hour. He played with Rylie's body the entire time before he rolled both of them out from under the bed. Bobby kept his hand clamped against her mouth and used his free hand to knead her breasts. He pressed his back against the wall while keeping her warm, sexy body pressed against his. He peered out the window to make sure no one was near, and he quickly pulled the drape back closed.

Bobby picked Rylie up by her waist and lifted her in the air while he kept her handgagged. Her legs flailed about in the air, and Bobby made his way back to his bed. He tossed her back on the bed flat on her stomach and climbed on top of her backside. His cock once again stiffened and pressed against the crack of her ass.

With his hand, he moved Rylie's face toward him. He stared directly into her beautiful blue eyes. Her eyes were filled with terror as she saw wanton hunger from his greedy gaze. She knew what was in store for her. It seemed his sexual appetite knew no bounds. She lamented her cruel fate and waited for the renewal of his unwanted assault with bated breath.

The springs and the old mattress squeaked to life. Rylie kicked her feet up and down and yelped through the hand pursed against her lips. Her body shook as the savage man meat humped her and shoved in her deep in her female crevice.

"STMMMPHHH HHHTTTT!!!! LLLHHHH MMHHH GMMMPHHHH!!!! PLGGHHHHHH!!!!"

Bobby felt enraptured, lost in a sea of love, passion, and yearning. He never imagined life with a sex slave. When he was younger, he was happy just to ravage them for a night before leaving them bound and gagged for someone else to find in the morning. Each of those women filled a temporary need for him. They scratched an itch, albeit a very temporary one. Once he used those girls to satisfy his needs, he had no problems leaving them behind.

This girl, however, was different. He had fallen madly, deeply in love with her, and he knew it! He sniffed her hair and sucked her neck while he groped her breasts. It's not fair that he had to give her up! He just wanted to lay inside her with his hand around her mouth forever. He desired to keep her as a bound and gagged bride. He longed for the day she was available to please him at his every beck and call. He never wanted to leave her side, and an image frequently played in his mind. The lurid picture of him several decades from now as he drew his last breath with his cock was still buried deep inside her clit.

"Maybe we should run away together, Rylie." He whispered in her ear.
"Just you and I, together forever!" I will keep you bound and gagged, and make love to you forever, and you will never have to lift another finger in your life!"
"I want you, Rylie. I want you to be all mine, for all eternity!"

He passed out after a few hours and laid side by side with her. He spooned her while his stiff manhood remained deep in Rylie's vagina. His hand also remained firmly gripped around Rylie's mouth. Even in his sleep, his grip remained steadfast, and Rylie couldn't shake her mouth free.

Rylie, of course, could not get any rest. Her mind raced as she was still determined to break free of this hell. She squirmed and wrestled against her unrelenting bonds and his firm grip around her mouth and waist.

"MMMMPHHHHHHH!!!! HHHLLLLPPPPP!!!!! HHHHLLLPPPPP!!!! SMMMBHHHDDYYYY!!! PLLGGHHHH!!!!

Rylie screamed for hours and hours on end. Just then, the young "couple" lifted their heads as they heard a knock on the window, followed by the sound of a rough Cockney.

"Oye, Bobby!"
"Time to open up, lad!
"I am here to pick up the merchandise!"

Two years later...

Rylie rolled on her right side as the violet-colored satin sheets ruffled underneath her creamy naked flesh. Her long auburn colored hair trickled over her shoulder and her left boob. Her long legs were lashed together with sturdy hemp rope that adjoined her ankles, shins, and thighs together. The same type of rope circled above, below, and around her perfect breasts and formed a sort of incredibly revealing bondage bra. More rope circled above and below her mouth-watering melons and affixed her arms to her back—additionally, they tied her forearms to each other, and he wrists to her elbows.

Her arms formed a perfect "L" shape behind her back, and a smaller length of rope bound her forearms. These ropes intermingled with more bindings wrapped around her thin neck, and the rope collar suffocated Rylie just enough to limit her cries. A sizeable padded penis prodgag aided the effort to keep her quiet. The insidious gag stuffed every inch of her mouth, all the way to the back of her throat. She would have choked if it weren't for all of the forced blow jobs that eliminated her gag reflex.

A pair of silver nipple clamps attached by a chain hung around her hardened areola. The addition of an invasive crotch rope whose knots into her insides of both of her female sex and ass crack completed her bondage. This same crotch rope held in a large purple, studded, painful vibrating dildo shoved deep into her crevice, and an equally sizeable vibrating butt plug rammed into her rear.

They kept her in a constant state of bondage for the last two years. She thought back to that night in her house when Bobby broke in and kidnapped her. She thought about how she talked to herself right before the nightmare started. She reminisced about telling herself to "pull it together" after a long night at the precinct. Rylie remembered the nightmarish blackmail attempt into a life of bondage by her former boss. A blackmail attempt that she just barely escaped. At the time, she thought escaping her former Hooters manager's machinations were a stroke of luck. Little did she know it was only destiny's way of playing a cruel joke on her and delivering her to an even worse fate.

It seemed ironic that those words she mumbled to herself would be the last ungagged words that would escape her mouth for two years. A time or two, she almost managed to spit out the word "no" while her captors changed out her gags. However, she repeatedly failed, as another foreign object stuffed her mouth with lightning speed every time. Thanks to several insidious IVs that contained a formula designed to substitute her need for nourishment with the perfect amount of calories and vitamins and minerals, they didn't have to ungag her to feed her. As a slave, she endured multiple sexual assaults from "clients," as well as her new "owners." And then, of course, there was the matter of her assigned "handler."

Through it all, Rylie managed to keep her fighting spirit. She never once gave up fighting for her freedom through everything she suffered the last two years as a bondage sex slave. Even now, she struggled and grunted with all her might hoping to get free, or somehow, someway, alert anybody who could help her.

"MMMPHHHH!!!! UMMMPHHHH!!!!! NNNNGHHH!!!! HHHLLLPPPPP!!!!

Never mind that she was in an underground bunker, effectively gagged and surrounded by Twilight's men. She continued to fight on as if freedom was right around the corner.

Twilight smiled as he watched her luscious, alluring body struggle in the monitor above him. The girl was simply brilliant. In this hidden bunker of his, he housed only the sexiest of his brood of bound and gagged bitches. Included among them, five kidnapped super-heroines, two captured amazons, a captive former Miss Universe, and fifteen abducted former supermodels. Each of them neared genetic perfection. Yet it was a former Hooter's girl from New Jersey who was born in Texas that in the highest demand of them all.

Rylie's body made more money than all of them put together. Her videos were the most downloaded. Her champagne room was the most requested; her bedroom fetched triple the price of any of the other girls here. He fought off potential buyers with a stick. There is no way he could make up the cash he would lose by selling her even with a hefty lump sum payment!

Not to mention he couldn't bear to let such a beautiful creature out of his grasp. He meant to keep Rylie forever, and he had the means to do it! The drugs and vitamins in her IV not only had her skin, hair, and body looking healthier than ever, they contained Twilight's own "special formula" that could keep her young and healthy indefinitely.

Of course, managing a slave in such high demand would be a headache for anyone. Luckily for Twilight had an eye for recruiting talented employees, and he made just the right hire to ensure Rylie stayed a well-oiled fuck machine. He watched the monitor as his man meandered over to the girl under his charge. It was in between shows, and the handler never turned down any opportunity to take part in his favorite "perk" of the job.

"NNNMPPPPHHH!!! Rylie screamed through her gag as the cold hard hand grabbed onto her breast and kneaded away.

She knew the cold hard touch by heart, and it was the only constant throughout the last two years. Rylie still didn't know his name, but there was no mistaking the touch and smell of the man who violated her multiple times every day since he kidnapped her from her home all of those years ago.

Bobby slapped and groped Rylie's ass with his free hand and massaged her clitoris. He pulled Ryle closer to him. He was still deeply in love with her, and there wasn't a day that went by that thinking about running away with her so he could have her bound and gagged body all to himself.

He knew, however, the stupidity of crossing Twilight. He witnessed Twilight's brutality and his men against those that went against them multiple times by now. Still, he couldn't help but dream as he pushed the crown of his penis past her vaginal lips, and he pumped away at the girl of his dreams.

"NNNNGHHHH!!!! GGHHHHHHDDDD!!!! NNHHTTTTT AGGHHHNNNN!!! Rylie shrieked as her body rocked back and forth. The mysterious thief shot his load inside of her for what seemed like the millionth time.

Bobby finished up and cleaned Rylie off before he grabbed his clothes and ran out the door. He almost took too long again, and he barely made it out before the show was about to start! He barely managed to realize the time and made sure he securely re-hogtied Rylie before he grabbed his clothes off the floor. He quickly ran up to the front door and twisted the knob with seconds to spare. Who knows how Twilight would react if he ever failed to get out in time.

Just as the door shut, Rylie looked up and saw multiple TV's in every corner of the room light up. She stared at the image of her restrained and silenced figure. She knew what was about to happen next, and because of this, she struggled more furiously than ever. Rylie attempted to kick her hogtied legs while she shook her body forward and backward. Her fingers frantically waved in the air as she hoped for a miracle rescuer to break her bindings save her. She peered at the camera and begged as if her life depended on it.

"NNNNMMMMPPPPP!!! STMMMMPHHHH!!! PLLGGHHH!!! JHHTTT LHHHTTT MMMMHHH GMMMPHHH!!! PLLGGHH!'

While Rylie threw her fit, the walls to her room rose and revealed a live audience full of 50 or so males seated around her. They each wore tuxedos and masquerade masks, which concealed their identity. They each held various electronic tablets. The men looked down at their tablets and pursued a list of choices. Once the voting concluded, an image appeared on the screen that showed the results of the poll.

Rylie's eyes widened with fear when she saw the results. With almost 77 percent of the vote, today's pole winner was "gang bang".

"NNNNMMMPHHH!!!" Rylie screamed into her gag and shook her head from side to side. She frantically wrestled with her bonds with even greater urgency.

A panel door slid open behind her, and four gigantic men came into the room wearing nothing except for masquerade masks. Their grotesquely large male swords stood fully at attention as they leered down at the sultry, stunning damsel. Suddenly, they descended on her body like a pack of hungry wolves.

At one point (after four straight hours of being sexually assaulted), Rylie was forced to sit on the mattress doggy style. Rylie's legs were freed, the crotch rope and vibrators discarded, and her prod gag sat on the bed next to her. One of the men rammed her ass from behind as another one sat below her and filled her pussy. The third man pawed at and fondled her tits, while the last man clamped his hand around her mouth and pried her head up and forcing her to look at the monitors.

"UMMMPPHHH!!! UMMPHHH!!! UMMPHHH!!! Rylie grunted as she was forced to watch herself on one of the monitors.

"I heard you always wanted to be on TV bitch!" The man handgagging her whispered in her ear.
"Well, congratulations! You made it!"

Her kidnappers made it known to Rylie that this video was being live-streamed via the darknet. Her streams were the most viewed by a landslide, for whatever that was worth to her.''

Twilight took a pull of his cigarette and thought about all of the money that would roll in tonight. He couldn't believe he almost turned Bobby down when the clueless lummox offered Rylie up to him. Rylie became such a valuable cash cow, but, most of all, he too yearned after the gorgeous brunette. A few more hours, and then his audience would leave, and the webcast would end. Then he would send Bobby home and have her all to himself for the rest of the night.

He then remembered that it was time to mix some more of his formula into Rylie's IV bag. He only needed a few more applications of his "youth formula" before the anti-aging effects were permanent. He needed to be careful though, he didn't want to give her too much, or she would become something entirely different.

He slowly reached into his pocket, grabbed a razor, and sliced his wrists. He watched the blood pool into a nearby glass as he licked his fangs.

Later that night, Rylie kicked her legs with authority as the arm around her waist kept her close. She felt the loss of gravity as someone hoisted her up into the air. Her arms were handcuffed behind her by sturdy manacles, but she still pulled at the links despite knowing they were unbreakable. An ice-cold claw clamped her lips shut. This same claw cupped the bottom of her jaw and prevented her from prying it open even one millimeter. She snorted and screamed heavily through her nose as her attacker pulled her into the small room.

"NNNMMPPHHH!!! GHHTTT AHHHWWHHH!!! GHHTT HHHFF MMMHHH!"

Twilight turned and looked to his security guard behind him as he entered his bed-chamber, Rylie firmly in his grip, pressed against his body.

"The box is about to be a-rockin' mate, so don't bother knockin'!" Twilight sang.

With that, Twilight's security guard turned around and entered the room ahead of them.

Rylie twisted and fought against the vice-like grip that ensnared her thin waist and plump lips. The other men were sex-starved monsters in the literal sense. But Twilight was different! She found that out the first night that he raped her. He wasn't just a sex-starved maniac; he literally was a monster!

"Why must you always fight me so, Rylie?" He passionately whispered in her ear. I have given you everything I have!"
"My passion, my body, my soul...My blood!"

He pulled her to the place where he would violate her for the remainder of the evening with his supernatural sexual prowess.

"Ready for bed?" Twilight sneered.

"MMMMPHHHH!!!" Rylie responded and shook her, "no." Rylie looked down at the object below her and howled as Twilight lowered both of them into the box. He started his assault on her female sex, and he ravaged her with all his might.

"NNNGHHH!!! PLGGHHH! NHHTT AGGNN!"

Twilight snickered and grunted as he looked over at his bodyguard and nodded. Once he received the signal, the guard reached down and shut the coffin. The lid closed and cut off Rylie as she shrieked in agony.

"NNNNNMMMMPHHHHH!"