Kidnapped

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A guy gets left behind on a camping trip in Colombia.
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They abandoned me?! Bastards. Well, I guess I'll have to find them.

"It shouldn't be too hard; obnoxious Britons should be easy to find in rural Colombia", I thought to myself, as I began my journey back to camp.

"It's so shitty, them leaving me alone like this...have they not heard all the stories!?"

After gathering my thoughts, I brought myself to make my way back to camp. Ok, so I won't lie, I was scared. Terrified, in fact. I was thin and relatively weak, even at 21 years of age, and there was no way I could defend myself should something happen...

"OUCH!", I cried, as my curly, black hair became entangled in a stray tree branch. It was relatively long (for a boy anyways), so I pondered just cutting it. But, as vain as I was, I carefully unwound the knot - I was not willing to lose any part of me to Mother Nature - not now, not ever.

*BANG!*

"A gunshot rings through the air, followed soon by a deep, Spanish bellow.

"SHIT!", I whispered to myself, trying not to grab the attention of these people. In an act of pure fear, I hid behind the nearest bush. Then, in an act of what most (if not all) would call stupidity, I peered around the bush. Around 200 meters down the trail, a group of large men, all wearing brown polo shirts, emerged, ushering more men to the big, black truck which sat next to them.

"Fuck", I thought to myself. "This was exactly what I was talking about."

Suddenly, a hearty cry from what looked like the largest man of the group, sees around 11, huge boxes dragged into the truck. I had seen enough. As soon I was sure that no-one would see or hear me, I turned an fled through the jungle.

Although I tried to be quick in my getaway, I also tried to make as little noise as possible. I guess that's one positive to being as skinny as I was; I had speed, and boy was I using it. I was running like my life depended on it. Saying that, it probably did at this point, cause if I made one wrong turn, I would end up...

"OOF!"

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" said the large man, in a thick Spanish accent.

"Uh-umm", I stuttered as I tried desperately to pick myself up from the leafy floor.

The man laughed in a sinister fashion, and it sent a shiver down my spine.

"Looks like we have a foreigner", he said. "Well, when life gives you travellers.."

As soon as that twisted line came out of his dry mouth, I scrambled to my feet, and was about to run until he snatched my thin arm and laughed,

"And just where do you think you're going?!"

"Please, Sir! I mean no trouble!" I shrieked in desperation.

And with that, he just looked at me, smiled, and dragged me off.

I woke up a few hours later, surrounded by the large, wooden boxes from earlier. I peered at the labels - "Cocaína", "Espironolactona", "Estradiol".

"These must be drugs", I said to myself, "wait, where am..."

*CRASH!*

The truck door swung open to reveal a room filled with men, all rather large, all wearing low cut vests, which were originally white, but where stained with goodness knows what. As I was lead out of the truck by a man with huge sweat patches and a big, fat cigar in his mouth, I took the time to peer at my surroundings.

Oh. My. Fuck.

Among the mountains of half empty packets and needles, there were a ridiculous amount of porn magazines. They were everywhere. All sorts of porn. Anything you could think of, they had it. It was safe to say that none of these guys were getting any. In fact, I began to wonder if they had names for their hands.

I couldn't entertain the thought for long though, as I was thrown at the feet of yet another man, who, following the trend, wore a low cut vest and grey, sweaty tracksuit bottoms. Without saying a word, and with everyone watching, he flipped me onto my back and whipped out a knife, which he held to my throat. Then, he uttered,

"Give me one reason as to why I don't kill you right now."

I was shattered. I was so so young, just 21, I had my whole life to live, so many things to see, I wanted to travel the world, see the...

"ANSWER ME!" he bellowed.

I was speechless. And as a result, I was scared, because I knew that if I waited a second too long, I would be dead. So...

"Hola, Papi" I whispered in his ear, with my long legs wrapped tightly around his body.

Thank goodness I looked around the room earlier. Among the plethora of porn mags, I managed to pick out a few categories. A lot of it was not "straight". In fact, there was a lot of "shemale" porn there. And it seemed as if this had saved my life, because he smiled at me, and responded with,

"Well hello there..."

YESSSSS! I fucking did it. I saved my life! Or so I thought...

"Maybe we can agree something?" he carried on.

"Mmm, yes daddy", I replied, "I know how to make you happy... I can be yours", I continued, seductively smiling and moaning at my captor.

He leaned in to kiss me, but then paused, and I noticed the guilty look in his deep, hazel eyes.

"My appearance can change", I assured him, as I nodded towards the drugs in the truck. After a quick glance at the truck, he smiled an said,

"Then it is settled, mi amor."

He leaned in again, his bulk pressing against my delicate structure, and our lips met in an arousing kiss. Our tongues danced with one another, and I couldn't help but moan aloud when his rough mouth snake ventured deeper towards my core.

After around 15 seconds of passionate kissing, he stopped and nibbled at my ears and neck. I let out yet another moan, and I giggled when I felt his rock hard cock press up against me through his trousers. This also caused my cock to harden, and I reached down into his trousers and stroked his thick manhood, grinning as I felt about his privates.

After about a minute, he pulled away and signalled to the other men to take the necessary drugs inside, and he showed me to a room where he told me that I was to get changed and "ready". He didn't specify what, but at this moment in time, he was thinking with his dick, not his mind, and I recognized this. After a final peck on the lips, we went our separate ways and I locked myself into this room, where I sat in front of a mirror.

"Wow", I said to myself, "where did that come from?"

I had always been a very feminine person, even if my gender said otherwise. I used to hang out with a lot of girls during school, and walked with a very feminine gait, and I held certain objects in certain ways. But I was younger then, and I'm older now. What was even more of a surprise was that I was actually attracted to this guy. I was NEVER attracted to boys when I was younger; I only liked girls. I still did, but there was something that changed me. Not too long ago, I was thinking about my childhood; how I felt and stuff, and I came to the conclusion that maybe, just maybe, I was transgender. Not because of who I liked, but because of what I liked, and how I felt - I always felt, deep down, that I wasn't...right. That I didn't feel correct in my body. With this also came feelings of liking what boys had. Not crushing on boys, but liking their "tools". So I guess, I had always been trans, not that I wanted anyone to know, although I'm not sure why that was. Anyway, I knew what I was, and boy was I excited to finally live it!

I looked around at the utensils that I was supplied with.

"Decent", I told myself.

I had watched enough tutorials to know how to make myself look fabulous. Time to put what I'd learned to work. Around an hour later, I looked amazing, if I do say so myself. My eyebrows were shaped perfectly, my nails trimmed and painted with a wonderful bright pink, and my face was brilliantly done with make up. Not too much, but enough to make me look both sexy and feminine. Then I looked in the mirror. And then I looked down. The only blot on my short make up career - my hair. And not the hair on my head, which was already long, and combed out for a more feminine look, but the hair on my face. My arms. My chest. MY LEGS! Disgusted, I looked around, frantically searching for the magic tool. And then. I found it...

A razor. Just sitting there. Almost mocking me. I picked it up. And. I. Shaved...

The razor glided across my light brown skin, removing every strand of hair. It felt great. Not the actual razor, as this was my first time shaving my legs, but just the liberating feeling of knowing that I was becoming what I so dearly wanted.

15 minutes later, I was gorgeous. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I had to hold back the tears of pride and happiness. And then a thought overcame me. What about my ass? I thought about it. He did tell me to "get ready". So, I shaved my asshole.It was difficult, but it was worth it. I felt so.. clean after it. My transformation was complete. All that was left now was...

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!*

"Uhh, come in" I welcomed.

"Hey, here are your... OH DIOS MÍO!" replied a different, thinner man, in a high pitched Spanish accent.

"Thanks," I giggled, smiling at him.

"H-Here are your drugs.."

"Thanks," I replied as he closed the door slowly, stealing another peak as the door was closing.

I smiled at myself, happy with my work, before swallowing 2 pills; one for the hair, another for the body. Gleefully, I slipped back into my clothes (which consisted of a white shirt and dark blue skinny jeans) and came out of the room. I was met by the crazed gazes of everyone in the room, and, to be honest, I kinda liked it. I felt...sexy.

As I walked around, I felt my bare cock rubbing between my legs; I purposely left my boxers in that room, I wanted as little obstruction as possible. As I stood playing with my hair in the center of the room, I felt a wide hand grab my right buttock. It was him. I pushed back on him with my ass, until he was pinned up to the wall. I continued a rub against him, and I felt him cock bulge against my ass, causing me to moan sultrily. We kissed, and I felt his hairy hand reach into my jeans and stroke me from the tip of my cock, across my balls and into my asspussy. I quivered as I felt his finger put pressure on my hole.

"Yes, daddy", I cried in my high pitched voice (despite my age, my voice was still high pitched). "Fuck me, daddy" I whined, prompting and broad smile on the wide face of my captor. Suddenly, he grabbed me and lead me into his own room, which was littered with old, sweaty boxers and other garments. But I didn't care, I just wanted him. I wanted to feel him. Every inch of him. He threw me down onto his bed, and leaped at me, devouring me with sloppy kisses. My dick grew ever harder as we kissed, and I wrapped my silky, shaven legs around his abdomen, pulling his rock hard meat closer to me. However there was still the one last barrier stopping him from going all the way.

I ripped off his vest, and I ran my small, frail hands down his bulky chest and torso. He gasped with pleasure, prompting me to tear off his sweaty tracksuit bottoms. He tore off my shirt and slid off my tight jeans to reveal my smooth, nude body. He sat up straight, his cock, almost ripping through his boxers, in my face. I smelled his odors, embraced them, and I looked him in the eye as I slipped him out of this boxers using my teeth.

At last, I could witness his meaty pole. I pressed my nose up to it, and took a deep breath.

"Ahhh"

It was exactly how it should smell, there was no gunk; it was clean. I kissed the head and ran my tongue up from his big, juicy balls, up to the warm, pink head, running my tongue through his thick veins which wrapped around his meaty organ like vines. I began to suck his dick, the salty taste of pre-cum only fuelling me to take more of his man pole into my throat. After a few minutes of bobbing my head up and down his 7 inches of hot meat, he pulled away and said,

"Mi amor, I want to please you"

I smiled, and with saliva dripping down my mouth onto my body, I responded in the affirmative, and ushered his head down to my asshole.

Seconds later, his tongue was exploring my virgin hole. I moaned in pleasure and delight and I felt the warmth and moisture of his snake enter inside my asspussy. I loved every second of it. After 60 more of these glorious seconds, he began to suck on the head of my own sex organ.

"OH MY GOD, YES DADDY!" I cried out as me took all 7 inches of me inside his mouth. I almost came right there, but I was holding out. When I felt I was losing the battle, I shouted, at the top of my voice, "FUCK ME, DADDY! FUCK ME LIKE YOU LOVE ME!"

Boy, was I in for a ride...

He pulled away from my cock and pulled my arms up over my head. I spread my long, smooth legs, confirming that I wanted him inside me. He slowly inserted his cock, causing me to tense up.

"Relax", he told me, "Just enjoy it"

And so I did.

I relaxed, and he went in slowly. The pleasure overrode the pain, and soon enough, it didn't hurt at all. As soon as I felt that the pain was gone forever, I gave him the signal...

He pounded my ass like it would be his last time. His rock hard rod rammed through my hole, in and out, his own pre-cum acting as a lubricant. My eyes rolled up into my head as I felt him press against my prostate, causing my back to arch up with immense pleasure. I moaned the loudest I had all night, and I began to feel my dick pulsating. He kissed me passionately, almost choking me with his tongue. But I didn't care. I was having the time of my life.

My eye began twitched uncontrollably as I felt the urge to cum. He groaned out loud, his voice charging through my body. My ass was also twitching violently; I could feel it coming.

"I can't hold it in", I thought.

Just as I was about to blow, he clenched my rock hard dick, as if to stop me from cumming. I wrapped my legs tightly around his stocky figure, and, in the flurry of passion, I cried,

"I LOVE YOU, DADDY!"

He responded my kissing me again. At this point we were sucking each other into our mouths. I loved it.

Suddenly, he let go of my cock and I felt his cock pulsating inside of me.

"This is it", I thought, as I waited anticipating his load.

His thick, hot creamy stream of man milk jetted out of his cock and into my waiting anus, filling me up like a doughnut. We groaned simultaneously as he thrusted again, shooting another rope of love inside of me. I cried out as I finally exploded, shooting my own cream onto my face and into my mouth, swallowing every last drop. We kissed again, and he finally said,

"I love you too."

I smiled with glee, and pushed out my creampie before eating it all up. He looked at me, amazed, before smiling at me and bringing my body close to his, before he fell asleep.

"This is what love tastes like" I giggled to myself, before snuggling up to my new owner.

I guess this wasn't so bad after all...

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AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

character's thoughts should be shown with apostrophes or in italics, never quotation marks

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago

another chapter please this is great

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