Abductor

He watched her, as he had been doing for some time now. Every Thursday night she came to the pool, alone, to practice. The gym was usually deserted, and even though she carried mace in her purse, she was far less safe than she assumed.
An expert in his craft, he\'d learned all this by studying her, observing her. He also knew her name was Samantha, and that she was seventeen years old. Probably not a virgin either, from the way he\'d seen the slut\'s boyfriend feeling her up. She had blonde hair, almost halfway down her back in length. She had beautiful blue eyes, breasts that looked to be around C cups, and a nice ass...he couldn\'t wait to take her.
He made sure everything was as it should be. The gym was empty except for a few people lifting weights, and that room was far off from the pool. He had the cliché ski mask on, as well as a pair of gloves. He waited eagerly outside of the locker room. She stepped out in her pink two-piece bathing suit, towel in one hand. He quickly grabbed her, arm wrapping around her waist and pinning her arms to her side, covering his mouth with her other hand. She was rather athletic, so he\'d have to break her will to fight soon. He let go of her, quickly pressing his fingers forcefully against her neck...within moments she was out cold, not even having enough time to get one good scream out.
He carried her to his van, opening the back and stepping in with her. After closing the doors, and now sure no one could see, he smirked and licked her neck, putting a ball gag in her mouth and then taking out very iron cuffs, locking her wrists together behind her back and locking her ankles together. He wanted to take her right now, but he knew he had to wait. So he crawled over the driver\'s seat, sitting down and starting the car. Before anyone would even realize she was gone, he\'d already be hours away.

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He smirked as she awoke, still in her bikini and now un-gagged. However, she was also standing up, her legs spread and locked to the ground by anklets and chain, her arms over her head, wrists bound together and by bracelets connected to a chain running up to the ceiling. He knew she\'d be feeling weak, and might not start struggling until the realization of her situation hit her.
They were in an underground dungeon, one chamber of many he had under his mansion. It was chilly, and only very dimly lit.
He was now naked and unmasked now, of course, and already semi-erect. He stood up now, having been sitting in a chair, and walked over to her. When she saw him, and saw him naked, she remembered what had happened and began to scream, futilely struggling against her bonds. He licked her from just above just below her belly button, sticking his tongue inside it on the way up, to just below her cleavage before whispering in her ear.
\"Look around bitch, there\'s no one to come to your rescue. You\'re mine now.\"
She stopped screaming, looking around. She slowly realized he was right, and began to cry. \"Please...please, let me go...\"
He stepped back, punching her in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her. \"Let\'s set up some ground rules. First off, you will refer to me as master. Any time you speak to me, the sentence will end with master. Second, you will speak only when I tell you to. Third, you will obey me and not try to escape. Follow these rules and I\'ll let you leave when I\'ve had my fun. Understand?\"
She slowly nodded, tears still flowing down her face.
He smirked, licking one off her cheek. \"Excellent.\" He licked her neck, immensely enjoying her shudder. \"You taste excellent, by the way.\" He then, without warning, tore off her bikini top, walking away to place it on a table. He then returned to her, slowly pulling down the lower half of her bikini, exposing her fully. He unlocked each of her feet, forcing her to step out of it before locking her back in. He then placed it on the table along with the top before walking back to her, grinning.
\"Ah, you\'re shaved...excellent, now I won\'t have to go through the trouble of doing it myself.\" She noticed he had a shot in his hand, and her eyes widened. He blinked. \"Oh, this? Well, obviously you require an enema...\" He snapped his fingers, a blonde woman in a nurse\'s outfit stepping into the dungeon, taking the shot from him.
He sat down again, sniffing her bikini top and bottom as the nurse administered the enema. After the procedure was done, the nurse wiping Samantha\'s ass clean and taking the wastes with her as she left, he stood again and wandered off to Samantha.
\"That was Charlotte,\'\' he explained. \"Don\'t worry about her. Let\'s continue.\" He then sucked on one of her nipples, licking it, even nibbling on it a bit. He then did the same to her other. Then he moved behind her, grabbing hold of her hips, his cock head pressing against her asshole.
She quickly drew in breath, struggling a bit. \"No! Please, no-\" She was quiet when his hands went around her throat.
\"I told you not to speak unless I order you to, bitch. Do you want to die her?\" He let go of her neck and she shook her head no. \"Then be quiet.\" He then placed his hands back on her hips, not minding her sobbing at all. He then rammed his cock into her ass, closing his eyes and smiling both at the sensation and her scream. He then pulled out of her ass, pounding into it again and again, picking up speed and pulling out less of his cock each time. Every so often he pulled out almost completely just so he could ram in again. Her sobbing heightened when she felt his cock swell, and he groaned in pleasure as his seed was released in her.
He pulled out of her, giving each of her ass cheeks a quick, hard smack. He then made his way to the door, turning back to her with a smirk. \"I think I\'m going to go pay Charlotte a visit...I\'ll get your cunt tomorrow.\"
She managed to stop her sobbing to ask him \'\'Bu-but I thought you said...if I obeyed, you\'d let me go...\"
He laughed, opening the door. As he stepped out he looked away. \"I lied.\" He turned off the lights, closing the door behind him, leaving her alone in the dark.