Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
"Yes, sir," Elaine answered.
"Now, get on top of me," Syd ordered. "Put my cock in your ass and fuck me. I'm just going to lie here and you are going to make me cum."
Elaine hesitated. She had never done anything like that before. She had been fucked in the ass many times, but never had she had to fuck someone with her ass, she had always just taken it. The idea scared her, could she make herself do it?
"Do it," Syd snarled and slapped her breasts.
"Yes, sir," Elaine said, and reluctantly obeyed, after all, what choice did she have? If she did not, he would just do worse things to her until she did.
Elaine climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. She felt his cock poking her in her back. She took a deep breath, lifted enough off of him to clear his cock and with her bound hands guided it to her abused asshole. She looked pleadingly at him to either stop this or just to fuck her instead, but she saw only calm determination. He pulled his hand back, ready to slap her again and Elaine began to lower herself onto him. There was a flash of pain as the tip of his thick shaft entered her; Elaine just concentrated on her legs, on slowly lowering herself onto him. He stretched her, but she was able to finally get him all the way inside her.
Her ass now rested on his hips, his big shaft impaling her painfully. She was sweating now and her body trembled as she tried to adjust to this intrusion.
"My cock hurts in your ass, doesn't it?" Syd taunted her "Well, it's going to stay there until I get off so you better get to work."
"Yes, sir," Elaine said through gritted teeth. She lifted herself up and slowly back down again. She needed some extra balance so she put her hands on Syd's chest. It took her a few minutes, but she found a rhythm and it got a little easier.
"Yeah, that's it, slave girl, ride my cock," Syd moaned.
It hurt; there was no doubt about that. What was worse was that she had to hurt herself; it was different when someone else did it to her. She hated Syd. She hated him for stealing her away, she hated him for raping her and making her do this, but mostly she hated him for not letting her cum.
Syd smiled at Elaine as she pleased him. He looked passive, but Elaine knew enough about men to realize that he was getting close. She was glad she kept in shape, because her legs were getting a workout. Finally, he grabbed her hips, and pulled her down on him, Elaine pushed herself back up just in time to hear him groan and cum shot into her ass. Syd's eyes softened and Elaine circled her hips on his cock one last time before she lifted herself off him, trailing a string of semen.
"Very nice, slave," Syd said. He patted her cheek. "Maybe I will plow that pussy later. For now," he said and stood up quickly, "I am going to go for a swim. Of course, I can't trust you, so I'll have to take measures."
Syd pulled Elaine off the bed by her leash. She stumbled and he pushed her to her knees beside the wall. He fastened Elaine's hands to her collar then hooked her collar with a short chain to a loop in the wall. Elaine's nose was about five inches from the wall. He clipped her feet back together then secured them to another loop in the wall.
Elaine heard him open the door and walk out, a cool breeze off the lake hit her and she shivered. There was a splash as he jumped in the water, she tried to enjoy the few minutes of respite she had. If only she were not bound, she could get away. She briefly tried to unhook her wrists, but it was no use. These were Hunter's restraints and he had only the best. No, she was helpless. Syd would come back and use her again and there was nothing she could do to stop him. He wanted her and he was going to get her. What would happen in the morning? Who was he delivering her to? What would happen? Who would own her? Who would get to have her and make her obey?
She started crying again. She never imagined her life could be like this. She had had fantasies of being forced, even of being raped and gang raped, but never thought it would take over her life. She knew she was good looking, but had never thought she was that desirable, that so many men (and women) would do so much to have her, to possess her.
She was tired, hungry and sore. She wanted to sleep and have a good meal. But more than that, she wanted to orgasm. All else seemed background noise to her need to cum. Would Syd let her? Would Syd bring her to climax? She wanted to be home with Roy, but somehow she knew she would never be there again.
Elaine was still crying when Syd came back in through the door. He was dripping water, but his cock was hard and getting harder. Elaine tried to stop, to get under control so she would not show weakness in front of this man. To her surprise, Syd squatted beside her and gently stroked her cheek.
"What's wrong, slave?" he asked. Normally, this would be an absurd question. He had already stolen her and anally raped her twice and he was asking what's wrong? But Elaine understood what he meant.
"I want my Master," she sobbed. "I want to go home."
"You are a slave," Syd said patiently. "He's not your master anymore and it's not your home anymore. Get used to it."
"Will you keep me?" she asked and looked up at him.
"What lovely eyes you have, slave," Syd complimented her. "No, I'm not going to keep you. I would like to, but I am being paid to deliver you and I will do my job. Do you understand?"
"No, sir," she answered and shook her head. "I don't, and I don't know if I ever will." She took a deep breath and swallowed hard. "Sir, will you please let me cum? I'm sorry for hitting you and trying to escape. Please let me cum, please fuck my pussy."
Syd smiled. He unhooked the chain holding her head to the wall. Still with his hand on her face he stood. His cock was in Elaine's face and she knew what he wanted. She leaned forward and began licking his shaft, tasting the drying water from the lake on it. Elaine licked from base to tip and back again, she tried to lick every inch of his big cock.
"Open up," Syd told her. Elaine looked up at him and opened her mouth for him. He put his cock in, again not into her throat but just into her mouth. "Swallow it all and the next time I fuck you, I'll let you cum."
Elaine closed her eyes as he forced his way into her throat. His length and girth were uncomfortable, but she could not have stopped him if she wanted to and she wasn't sure if she wanted to. She was a slave, she kept thinking, and now maybe she was entering the real world of slavery, not just being Roy's pet and toy. The idea of being sold, of being passed from owner to owner and used by complete strangers was frightening and exciting.
Syd was taking his time with Elaine on this one. He wanted to make it last, to make her feel his cock in her for as long as possible. He wanted her, he wanted to own her. His time with her tonight had already convinced him of that. There was no way he was going to double-cross Bill, but once she was delivered his obligations were met. He could probably get the money together to buy her, but he didn't think that was going to be an option. Somehow, he knew that Bill would never sell her, that he would not have her long enough to complete a deal. Syd sensed many people converging on this slave, many who wanted to steal her and own her. Someone would get her away from Bill and once she was away he might be able to swoop in and take her.
Elaine surrendered. Inside herself, she gave up to Syd. Whatever he was going to do to her he would and she would try to make the best of him. He had overpowered her and bent her to his will. It was a sense of peace when she realized she was not going to fight him or resist anymore. As uncomfortable as he was in her, she was almost disappointed when he came. She wanted to suffer a little more; she wanted to endure her surrender longer. She did as she was told and swallowed everything.
"Good slave," Syd said. "Let me move the boat, then I'll give your pussy a good hard fucking. Would you like that?"
"Yes, sir," Elaine said.
Syd hooked her collar back to the wall. In a minute she felt the boat rumble as Syd fired up the engines. Soon she felt the boat began to move, farther from Roy and closer to wherever he was taking her next.
Elaine may have slept; she was tired from the past few days. In spite of everything else, she was still exhausted. Roy had not let her sleep much last night (was it only last night?) and now all of this. She was startled when Syd was beside her and unhooked her feet. He unhooked her from the wall and out the leash on, pulling her to her feet.
"Turn around, slave," Syd ordered her.
"Yes, sir," Elaine answered and slowly turned around for him, letting him gaze on her body.
Syd stopped her by pinching a nipple. "I envy the man who gets to own you," Syd said. "To be able to have you at his beck and call, to do anything he wants to you. That is a lucky man."
Elaine blushed, "thank you, sir."
"Let's go outside, I want to show you something," Syd said and pulled her by the leash.
There was a deck on the roof of the boat and Syd led her up the stairs to it. He led her to the front and stopped at the railing.
"Look over there," Syd said and pointed at some lights on the opposite shore of the lake. "Do you see those lights?"
"Yes, sir," she answered.
"That is where I am taking you in the morning," Syd told her and kissed her neck. He unhooked her wrists and secured them onto some rings welded onto the railing on the deck. "I want you looking at them while I fuck you." He rubbed his hands on her legs and clipped her ankles to loops on the bottom. She tried her hands and feet, they were secure. "I'm going to leave you tied up here the rest of the night. I want you to see those lights and think of what it is going to be done to you."
The air was chilly, it was October and a cold breeze blew across the lake. Elaine remembered fondly for a moment the blistering hot days of a month or two ago.
Syd bent her at the waist and pulled her ass towards him. She was panting, waiting for him inside her, waiting for the relief of an orgasm from this young man.
"Beg me," he said from behind her. "Beg me to fuck your slave pussy."
"Please, sir," Elaine pleaded with all her desire in her voice, "please fuck me. Please fuck my slave pussy."
"If I fuck you, I'm going to hurt you," Syd said to her.
"Please, sir," Elaine begged again. "Fuck my slave pussy. Hurt me. Please."
He slipped one finger then another between her legs and into her wet slit. Elaine moaned happily as he did and clenched down on his fingers.
"You're a born slave, aren't you?" He asked, nibbling on her ear while his fingers explored her. "You were meant to be owned and used, weren't you?"
"Yes, sir," Elaine moaned, "oh, yes, sir."
"Remember," Syd said and slid his fingers out of Elaine, "you begged for this."
Syd guided his cock to her swollen labia. One hand grabbed her collar while the other hand pushed his hard shaft into her. Once the tip was in, he paused and grabbed her hips with both hands. Elaine screamed as he suddenly rammed all the way in. She could barely breathe as he savagely pounded away at her. She knew there was no escape, she was tied to the boat, she had to endure this.
Elaine was so lost in the pain of his huge cock battering away at her helpless vagina that the orgasm was a surprise. It seemed to come out of nowhere and overwhelm her. The pain was background, only the intense, mind blowing pleasure of pent up sexual need mattered. She yelled out over and over as he plundered her body, aware only of wave after wave of pleasure that washed over her. It was being helpless, being fucked and raped and kidnapped again and taken to a world where she did not know what would happen next except that someone would be fucking her. It was her darkest fantasies come true.
With a few last, hard, angry thrusts, Syd came. He fired his cum inside Elaine's spasming body. He was amazed; he had never seen a woman respond like that, he had never seen a woman welcome his assault like Elaine had. He was amazed and a little intimidated by it, she had taken the worst he could do to her and turned it into her pleasure. He had used and heard the cliche' of a natural born slave before, but until now it had just seemed like something that sounded good without actually meaning anything. Now he knew that not only was there such a thing, but his cock was buried inside one.
----------------
Roy stared out the window. He was not happy with how the night and gone and needed to think of what he was going to do next. His phone rang, it was Hunter.
"We lost her," Hunter said, as always getting straight to the point.
"I know, Amanda won the case," Roy answered a little peeved. "Get her back here and let's see if we can make the best of it."
"No, we lost her. Syd came in and stole her while I was out," Hunter managed to sound embarrassed, Roy did not think that that was possible.
"Sid? From Baltimore?" Roy asked, going through his mental files of all the Sids he knew. Baltimore Sid was kind of a washout, Roy could not see him getting into Hunter's house without a battering ram and a lot of explosives.
"No," Hunter replied. "Syd with a y. From New York. He's working for Bill."
Roy thought about this for a moment. He was irritated by it, but there were worse things than Elaine winding up with Bill. He might even be able to buy her back from him. There was the matter of Syd breaking into Hunter's house; Roy knew his friend did not take kindly to that sort of thing.
"You going to take Syd out?" Roy asked.
"For doing his job?" Hunter answered. "No. But we are going to have a chat. Bill's too big to take out and he does provide a necessary function."
"I guess it could work out, though. I may be able to buy her back from Bill," Roy said as he thought out loud. "He'll charge me an arm and a leg, but I should have lots of cash after that deal with the Indian Intelligence Bureau closes. I just hate paying for something I already own. Besides, we are assuming he can keep her."
"Meaning?"
"I tapped Amanda's phones," Roy explained. "She's notified everyone with even a slight interest in Elaine that she is available. There are a lot of heavy hitters on the way; and, a lot of total scumbags. Bill's going to need to be on his toes and get her to Monon ASAP. Think we can steal her back on the way there?"
"Maybe. You know I'm locked into this deal in Phoenix, but I'll see if I can close that quickly. Keep tabs on her. If we have to find her again, it may take more time we do not have," Hunter had gotten over his chagrin and was ready to move on. Give him a job and he was all business.
"I will. I'm in Bill's systems, too; at least his records. His security is tough to crack; I'm working on it, though. I'll keep you posted," Roy said.
"Get some sleep, too, Roy," Hunter advised. "You'll need your strength. I get the feeling we are going to have a busy couple of months."
----------------
It was nearly dawn before Syd finished with Elaine. He had left her tied to the front of the deck all night, driving the boat a little then coming out to fuck her again. Elaine lost count of how many times he had been inside her. There was a lightening in the east and the stars overhead were fading. Syd pulled his cock out of Elaine's battered ass and started up the boat. She begged him one last time not to turn her over, to keep her for himself. Syd had laughed, smacked her ass and gone to drive the houseboat.
Elaine was exhausted. She had barely slept in two days and had spent all of the night being used by Syd. Her body ached and her spirit ached. The boat began moving forward towards the lights, towards her new life.
Now that it was lighter, Elaine could make it out a little more. There was a steep sided cove and up on one of the cliffs sat a cluster of buildings. She realized with a bemused start that it was not so much that the cliff was high, but that the lake was low. All summer people had talked about how low Lake Mead was getting, but now she could see it in person. The cliff top house, a hundred feet above the water, was probably at lake level when the lake was full. Now, a set of stairs and ramp led down to the dock in the water. From here, the place looked pleasant; she could see cottonwoods shading a group of one and two story buildings. It looked more like a resort than a prison and somehow that made her feel a little better.
Still, there was no denying what was in store for her. She was being brought to this place wearing only a collar and cuffs. Dried and drying cum ran down her legs. She was branded, bruised and abused. There would be no denying what she was for and what they wanted her for, they wanted her for the pleasure her body could bring. She was a grown woman, she reminded herself, a grown, college educated woman and she was going to be led off on a leash. Tears began to flow down her cheeks as she shivered in the cold air.
Syd eased off the throttle as the houseboat entered the cove. Elaine tried once more to pull free of her bonds, but even if she got out of them, where was she going to go? She was determined to face this with as much dignity as she could muster.
There was a group of four men on the dock, watching the houseboat pull in and watching her. Elaine did not want to think of what they might do to her. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see as the boat inched towards the dock. When it bounced against the bumpers on the dock, Elaine opened her eyes. Two men had already hopped onto the houseboat and were tying it up. Syd killed the engine and the cove was silent.
Elaine watched as one of the other men stepped onto the boat and up the stairs to the deck. Elaine could hear him talking to Syd, but could not make out the words, but she could hear some laughing. They sounded happy, Elaine thought wryly.
She peered over her shoulder and saw Syd and the man approaching her. The man was older, maybe in his fifties, greying with glasses. He still looked fit, but had a detached air of professionalism to him. He was carrying a smart phone and looked between it and Elaine, making special note of her brand.
"What's your name, slave?" he asked her.
"Elaine. Elaine Galway," Elaine answered.
"Elaine will be sufficient from now on," he said curtly. "Unless we decide to give you a new name. But," he said and looked Elaine up and down, "I think Elaine fits you well."
"Everything check out?" Syd asked.
"Yes," the man said. "This is her. You are dismissed, Syd. Head up to the office and we'll get your pay."
Syd stepped up to Elaine. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He kissed her deeply then let go. "It's been fun, slave," he said to her. "Maybe I'll see you again. Soon."
