IRT Deadliest Roads

I looked up at the gun man as he walked closer to me. I opened my mouth to show him the cum and he took a few seconds to look at it. His hand suddenly moved up and held my nose and mouth shut. My eyes widened in fear and surprise. I knew what he wanted. So I swallowed.

I swallowed the cum and felt it slowly slide down my throat. It was sticky and clung to the inside of my mouth but I finally could breathe with my mouth for the first time in 10 minutes. I was sweaty and tired from the intense blowjob I had just given Felix. I couldn't believe I had just done that. I stayed on my knees and looked up at the gunman submissively.

The gunman pointed towards a spot on the floor.

"You missed a drop." he ordered. I turned my head and noticed some of Felix's cum had dripped onto the hard cement floor. I turned my head back to the gunman and looked at him to see if he was serious. I had gone through so much already I didn't care anymore. I shifted my knees and faced the cum drop. I slowly bent over, making sure to expose my pussy as much as possible to the men standing behind me (I just wanted them to let me go at this point), and licked the cum off the floor. It was sticky but I could still feel the bits of sand and cement in it as well. It was absolutely disgusting but I had given up hope. I swallowed the remainder of the cum. I just wanted to leave and cry myself to sleep. I just wanted to go back to the camera crews and the simple life of driving a truck precariously on the edge of a cliff, something that seemed so plain in comparison to what I was doing now.

Here I was, kneeling down, naked, waiting for the next command of a gunman that had a video tape of me pleasuring myself. The tape! I remembered again!

"Now give me the tape." I demanded.

"Of course." The gunman replied, as he gestured to a man in the shadows. The anonymous man reached into his pocket and revealed a tape. He handed the tape over to the gunman who in turn handed it to me. I snatched the tape out of his hands and looked up at him.

"How do I know you didn't make any copies?" I asked.

"You don't. You are just going to have to trust us." He replied.

"And what will happen to Felix and I now?" I asked once more.

"You may return to your room, with Felix, take a cold shower, and report to Mistress Erika." He answered. A cold feeling began to re-emerge.

"What do you mean report to Mistress Erika?" I answered, my voice wavering in confidence.

"Oh, you don't think that's the only tape we have of you? Do you?" He said with a smile.

"Yo-You said you weren't recording me!" I shouted, stumbling, my confidence draining through my skin.

"Your service to Felix was not recorded. This was, however." The gunman finally replied as he turned around and switched on a TV that was behind him. What came on sent cold shivers down my spine so fast, I began to feel light-headed. A recording of me, intently eating out Erika from what appears to have been a camera embedded into the side of the table that I was under earlier this morning. You could hear my moans as I desperately licked Erika's wet pussy, swallowing her essence as it ran down my perked up breasts. If I hadn't known any better, it would have seemed as if I was enjoying it. Nobody knew the distress I was in. I felt defeated. These people had at least one more recording of me, and there was no telling if the tape they gave me was legit anyway.

I kneeled there for another minute watching the recording.

"Please... Whoever you are... let me go..." I begged, a tear rolling down my cheek. They were in complete control.

"You can call me. Master."

Master rung in my ears for a few seconds.

"Say it." The gunman ordered.

"Now." He said, raising his gun to my head.

"M-M-Master!" I yelled in fear.

"Please Master..." I begged, not for anything, just begging. I didn't want to die. I didn't know what was happening, I was a complete wreck.

"Good. We will escort you back to your room. Bring the collar." The gunman said, lowering the gun and turning around to walk away.

"Wait, wh-what collar?" I said, stumbling over my words. Two men from behind me grabbed my arms and pulled me up straight. I was shivering from fear.

The gunman turned around quickly, swinging his hand up to bring the gun back up to my forehead.

"What did you just say?" He said in a calm, threatening voice.

"No-No-Nothing." I mumbled out, turning my head away from the gun and closing my eyes, another tear running down my cheek.

"NOTHING WHAT?" He screamed at me.

"No-n-nothing M-Master." I whispered in submission. I felt the men tie my hands behind my back and placed a collar with a leash aroun my neck. The gunman began pulling on the leash, leading me towards the door I entered from, what must have been an hour ago. The doors opened and I was blinded by the light for a few moments. I felt the cold wind strike my wet and naked body, feeling my breasts bounce with each step. I was about to protest before I realized it would probably do more damage than good. The gunman led me out onto the sidewalk and I felt my feet strike snow. I was stumbling forward, trying to keep my balance as the gunman ruthlessly pulled on my leash.

I didn't care about who saw me anymore, I had been through so much shaming in the past few hours that I was ready to do anything just to end it all. I walked past men as they analyzed my naked body. I could read their eyes, the things they wanted to do to it. I continued walking past more people who whistled and yelled at me. A cold rush of air blew past me and up my slit and I moaned out loud. Loud enough for the gunman to turn around and give me a look before carrying on. I walked in the cold, shivering both from fear and the climate, for what felt like at least 10 minutes. I drudged on, stumbling my way forward, eyes out of focus. Every so often, a hand would caress my breast or slap me on my ass which would wake me up. I felt so exhausted.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, we arrived at Erika's inn. I was violently shivering as the gunman took off the collar and pushed me into the inn. I looked up and saw a waiting, smiling Erika.

"Enjoyed yourself?" Erika asked the gunman.

"She put on a good show for the boys. We appreciate it Erika."

"Hey now, anything for you guys." Erika replied. The gunman left the inn after giving me a final glance up and down, leaving me alone with Erika. I stared at Erika with a sad expression, hoping she would be merciful.

"You look so sad. Why don't you get freshened up, I will send some food up to your room." Erika said as she walked around behind me. Erika untied my hands and threw the rope onto the reception desk. She walked away and into a corner room. For the first time I was alone and contemplated escape. But I knew they had that video and I couldn't leave and risk that video getting out. I massaged my sore wrists and for the first time in awhile, massaged my sore breasts. I walked into the shower room and turned on the hot water. I stood under it and felt the warm water rush over me. I felt extremely light-headed and in a state of bliss. For the first time in the last few days I felt at peace. I let the warm water run over my naked body and wash away the guilt and shame I felt throughout the day. I half-expected Erika to enter but she never did. I finished the shower and opened the bathroom door to discover a towel waiting for me.

I dried off with the towel but didn't bother covering myself up. What difference did it make at this point? I walked upstairs naked but nobody saw me anyway. I entered my room to find a tray with food sitting on the bed. I ran over to it and devoured it. I was so hungry I didn't bother to put clothes on. I managed to finish the meal within a few minutes, and drank at least 5 glasses of water. I felt so comfortable. I walked over to the closet and put on blue bra and panties with a white sweater and jeans on top. I felt covered and protected. It felt strange to put on clothes after such a long time. I laid onto the bed and passed out almost immediately.

Day 5

I awoke the first morning in cold sweat. I wasn't able to update this journal for the past 3 days because of reasons I will explain in a minute. I had dreams, well, nightmares of the previous day's events. Nothing really complete, just flashes here and there. Bright lights, a barrel of a gun, Felix. I turned around in the bed and saw that he wasn't there. That was when I felt it.

I sat up and noticed a weight on my neck. I quickly reached up and felt some sort of heavy collar. I looked around and saw nobody in my room that could have put it on. Erika must have done it while I was asleep. I was so tired I didn't notice. I started to get worried but tried to keep calm and think that perhaps it was for something else. Naively, I thought the worst must be behind me now. How wrong I was.

I got up from the bed and cautiously opened my door. Erika was always one step ahead of me, I wanted to demand for my truck back but I would probably have to go through another one of her games to even find a clue to where it was. Did they even have it? I started downstairs slowly, making sure to watch my step. I didn't know what to expect but I was trying to be as prepared as possible for it.

I got to the bottom of the staircase but nobody was in sight. I walked over to Erika's desk and looked at it for a second.

"In here!" I heard a voice yell from Erika's downstairs room. It sounded like Erika. I slowly walked into the room, checking the corners to make sure I don't get grabbed from behind, I was really cautious to not get caught into another grapple or restraint. I hated what had happened to me the day before. I walked in and saw Erika in a bathrobe and towel on her head, sitting on the edge of her bed with a laptop on her lap. She doesn't look up to me and continues typing on the laptop.

I stand there for a bit longer, looking around the room. It looked just like mine only slightly bigger.

"Sorry! These reports I have to write, such a bummer! Especially this early morning." Erika said, ending with an exhausted "Haha".

"I just took a shower and I am already feeling the stress of it all. Could you relieve me real quick?" Erika asked, finally looking up at me with a needle smile. I felt a familiar cold shiver. Erika put her laptop to the side of her queen sized bed and shifted backwards onto the bed so that she was lying down, facing me. She slowly undid her bathrobe and revealed her body to me. Just as perfect as I remembered, she spread her legs open in an inviting manner.

"Come on Lisa." Erika said once more.

"What will I get for doing this?" I asked firmly. If I was going to pleasure Erika, I wanted something in return. I didn't want to stay here and be a sex slave for the rest of my life.

"Oh, that all depends on how well you do your job."

"And if I refuse?" I stated.

"Well..." Erika led on, as she turned to her laptop and pressed a button. In that immediate instance, I felt the collar around my neck erupt into pain and I yelled in agony. A sharp searing pain shot out of the collar and down my body. It burnt, froze and destroyed every control I had over my body. As soon as it came, it had gone as I fell to my knees. Erika had put a shock collar on me.

I panicked and tried to take the collar off, grabbing what seemed to be a lock. I tried to pull it open but it instantly let off another shock that caused me to fall over. I started breathing in short gasps. I had never felt such a literal shock in my life. It took over my body, stirring up every single pain receptor, and left a fear in my heart. I looked up at Erika with utter hatred in my eyes.

"Well." Erika said with a disappointed face.

"I don't like the look you are giving me." She said as she turned to her laptop and pressed the button again. My body immediately began to seize up on itself as I yelled in even more pain. My eyes were closed hard, my body crawling on the floor, looking for an escape from the pain. The shocking stopped after one second but the pain lingered. After a minute I got back up on my knees and looked at Erika again, with a more exhausted look. Erika sat up a bit and completely removed the bathrobe and tossed it to the side. She still had the towel on her head but, other than that, she was completely naked and exposed to me. In the back of my mind, I was glad that I still had my clothes on.

"So. How about that quick relief. Unless you need more incentive?..." Erika led on, hovering her hand over her laptop.

"No!" I screamed, reaching my hand forward. I dropped my hand and my head.

"I'll do it..." I whispered.

I stood up slowly and started to make my way towards the bed.

"You know the drill Lisa. No clothes." Erika ordered. So much for still having my clothes. I reluctantly, but submissively, pulled the white sweater above my head, looking at the floor the whole time in anger and sadness. I didn't want to be doing this again, not again. I took the sweater completely off and tossed it to the side. I then unhooked my jeans and bent over to take them off. I kicked them to the side as well. Next I put my hands behind my back and unhooked my blue bra. It loosened and I hesitated. I thought of the amount of times that Erika has seen me naked and continued. I pulled my hand back around and slowly pulled the bra off, exposing my breasts once again to the cold air. I stood there for a few seconds and looked up at Erika, nodding and smiling in approval. I finally bent over and pulled my panties all the way down, stepping out of them and tossing them to the side.

Now that I stood there, fully naked, I made my way towards the bed and climbed on. Erika had shifted her back all the way to the head of the bed, so I had plenty of space to move. I knelt on the bed, looking at Erika as she spread her legs a bit wider. I gave her a long, cold stare, allowing her to take in my naked body. From a kneeling position, I slowly bent over and placed my head between her legs. I got closer to her pussy and stopped an inch away from it. I closed my eyes to choke back a tear, I did not want to do this again. I knew I had no choice so, still closing my eyes, I opened my mouth and began to lick her clitoris.

I began to tongue her clit in small circular motions. I placed my hands on the back of her thighs to give me the best leverage. My tongue explored the outside of her pussy and tried to make it as wet as possible. I knew I was only getting out of this if she had an orgasm and it would benefit me if it was good. I understood what they wanted me to do. They had made me a slave, that was apparent. But they wanted me to know that my treatment was how I made it to be. I had tried fighting. I had lost. I figured my next approach would be obedience. Perhaps that was the way out.

I continued to lick her outside as she began to moan slightly. I looked up to see Erika closing her eyes and biting her lip. She was rubbing her left nipple slowly and was holding my head with her right hand. She slowly pushed my head a bit further in and I took it as a cue to go deeper. I began to lick the inside of her pussy, making sure to exit each time by licking her clitoris. She seemed to enjoy it as she began to make slow humping motions with her pelvis. I began to lick a bit faster and I inserted my left index finger, slowly fingering her pussy. She began to moan louder and hump her pelvis faster. I began to finger her with my two fingers quickly and continued licking her clit quickly.

She started to moan really loud and grabbed my head violently. She pushed my head into her legs and lifted her chest off the bed with a final scream. She landed back onto the bed and I slowed down. I took my fingers out and continued to lick her clit and the inside of her pussy. She looked down at me with what I could only describe as a face of love. She reached down with her hands and held my face in her hands. She pulled me up to her, until I was crouched over her body. She pulled my face up to hers and she stuck her tongue into my mouth.

I closed my eyes in slight shock and let her tongue explore my mouth. I kept reminding myself that this was for the best and so I began to lick her tongue back in return. I tilted my head to the right to counter-act hers and we began to make out passionately. She wouldn't my mouth and pulled my body closer. Our breasts began to rub against each other and our nipples were constantly touching. I opened my eyes to see why she was kissing me for such an extended period of time. She was lying down with her legs straight, her head slightly raised to reach my, her hands, pulling my head closer. I was no longer kneeling over her body as I now simply laid on top of her as she began to rub our bodies firmly together. She tried to rub our pussys but they weren't touching as much as she probably wanted them to. She continued to penetrate my mouth, saliva mixing back and forth. She continued for at least 5 minutes straight before finally breaking away.

I was exhausted. She had pushed all the saliva into my mouth and held it shut. I swallowed the warmness of it and shuddered at the taste. She smiled and let me go. I raised up back to a kneeling position over her body and stared at her face. I then had an idea. I slowly began to shuffle my way up the bed so that my pussy got closer to her face. At first she got a shock, and looked around to see if it was a trap. But I knew all she wanted was good sex and it's no good unless your partner enjoys it too. I hadn't orgasmed yet so I thought it was about time I did. I shuffled over until my pussy was right over her mouth and then lowered my body.

I dropped my pussy slowly onto her slightly open and smiling mouth. She was curiously watching what I was doing, but seemed to like where it was going. I began to rub my pussy back and forth on her mouth for a few seconds before I felt it. A cold, slimy, rough but smooth thing beginning to work it's way around my pussy. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was controlling but manipulative as it went back and forth, in and out of my pussy. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes. I continued to move my hips back and forth, forcing Erika to lick me out but still making it her choice as to how much. She held her hands on my outer thigh to help guide me to her tongue. It felt thrilling and at the same time I imagined myself taking an interview a few years down the line and the videos of me from the past few days coming up for review. I imagined a video of me, sitting on top of a girls face as she ate me out, moaning out loud. Moaning. I was moaning!

I didn't notice it but it felt so good. I began to rub my pussy more vigourously on her face which prompted her to slow me down with her hands. She lifted me while still licking me out and laid me on my back at the foot of the bed. We essentially switched positions as now she was knelt over, licking me out as I began to caress my breasts. She drove me closer to the edge with every lick and I began to heave my breasts into the air, biting my lip hard. I knew I was about to climax and I bit even harder, drawing blood. But I did not care. I screamed out with her final lick and exploded. I felt a wave of my essence flow through me and out my pussy. It felt so amazing I laid there for at least a minute trying to savour every last feeling. I opened my eyes to Erika laying her head on my stomach. She looked up at me with a smile and got up from the bed. Her hair was a mess, the towel tossed to the side.

She stood up from the bed and headed to the bathroom. She turned around right before closing the door and gave me a last smile before closing it. I closed my eyes and tried to rest. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad. That was when they knocked on the door. Oh god. The knock.