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The cabin (Rayn_Chain and I)

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Exile

Planetoid
Joined
Dec 26, 2009
It was the second day after the crash of flight 303 near the Wichita Mountain range. Though the day started off somewhat pleasant for a late January day, the temperature had slowly dropped throughout the day. At the rate the temperature was dropping one could easily predict it was going to drop below 0 degree Fahrenheit (or -17 Celsius) by nightfall, and to make matters worse it had started to snow.

Luckily for Emily she sat inside her vacation home just outside of town. The home was very well decorated and lined with expensive furniture in which most people couldn't afford for their main home let alone in a vacation house. Emily appeared to be 24 years old with about five foot eight with a slim body with red hair and green eyes. As Emily laid on a white couch watching TV she was dressed in just a red sweater that complimented eyes and a pair of pink laced panties.

As Emily flipped through the channel she happened to stumble upon a news bit about the plane crash couldn't have come at a worst time. Because a blizzard was forecast tonight they may have to call off the search at least temporarily due to weather. Shortly after the news reporter had explain why the search may be called off a knock on her door could be heard. Emily hastily put on a pair of red winter pants before she headed off to open the door.
 
Arria was practically frozen when she came to, not really remembering anything except for the screams of the passengers around her and the feeling of pressure on her body from the falling plane. She had been on her way home and something happened to the plane, but it had happened so quickly it seemed unreal. She was surprised that she had lived and practically unconsciously she walked though the snow and cold her arms wrapped around herself as she made her way away from the wreck or where she figured it was. Unfortunately there would be no rescue for probably days, and even if there were they would probably pronounce everyone dead, whether they were killed in the crash or there remains taken by an animal, no one would know that she had survived, but that was not her worry, she needed to get warm and quick or she would soon die.

Trudging through the snow she was not prepared for this weather, where she came from it was warm and so she was in a pair of denim black jeans and a dark purple spaghetti strap shirt, everything else had been lost in the crash. Her hair was a mess from the crash, but normally it would be pin straight and a dark brown with black streaks in it. She was about 5 foot 5 and skinny, a flat body except for her ass and her bust, her ass was nice and firm, and her breast size was a 34C, not bad for a girl her size.

Looking ahead she wondered if she was seeing things, a house? In the middle of no where it seemed, but she wasn’t sure if anyone would live out this far, maybe she was getting so weak she was hallucinating, she wasn’t sure, but she made her way to the door and before feeling a deep weariness come over her and force her to sleep and her body wanting to shut down, the last thing she could do before collapsing at the door was knock as hard as she could with her hands frozen, a loud knock, but she leaned against the wall for support hoping someone would answer the door, her poor small body bruised, bloody and sore, possibly fractured in many places, as well as maybe a broken bone or two, but she seemed to get the better part of the crash… atleast she was not dead... yet.
 
As Emily approached the door the look upon her face seemed to be that of annoyance, which clearly indicated she didn't want to get up. When Emily reached the door she slowly retracted her arms into her shirt as she attempted brace herself from the cold. Emily slowly reached for the door through her shirt blissfully unaware of the person leaning on the door. When she finally opened the door inward Emily's eyes opened wide from shock as she saw the seemly frozen girl stood before her.

Emily quickly braced herself for the young woman to fall over. Though as the cold wind started blow in Emily quickly found herself shivering and may have find herself falling over if she attempted to catch the girl. "Come in and close the door" Emily said as she blinked wondering why the stranger was so lightly dressed.
 
Hearing a woman’s voice she looked up at her, her hair practically so frozen it could have been snapped off like an icicle, but she nodded as she stepped inside, her cuts and everything numb to her body as she looked at the woman, “T-T-Thank you…. I… I was on the plane… heading for Arizona… but it crashed… I-I don’t know if there are any others…” She stammered in a shiver, trying to speak but it was all chatter from the sounds of it. “I-I don’t think anything is broke, but I have burns, and cuts from the crash.” She explained as she closed the door behind her before having to lean against the wall for support while her legs felt like jello under her.

She looked around the home, wondering why a woman would be this far into the forest and alone, but decided it was best not to ask unless she wanted to be thrown back out and into the snow storm. Her body began getting some feeling back in some limbs slowly as it warmed up, her clothing tattered and burn a little.
 
Emily blinked for a moment as the half frozen woman entered her home. Emily's face seem to reveal the look of amazement as her eyes traveled up and down the frozen woman's body. Thoughts of her filled her mind as she wondered how she was able to make her way towards her house. Emily than shook her head as if trying to shake away her daze of amazement.

"Maybe you should sit down and rest, as I get you something. Perhaps some hot coco" Emily said as she approached the young woman with the look of concern in her eyes. Without waiting for approval she wrapped one arm on Arria's back and Emily's demeanor seemed to change. Though Emily attempted to hide it, Emily started to sneak glances at Arria's breast, with half lustful smile on her face as she attempted to guide Arria to the floor.
 
Looking up at her she knew that knowing who she was and what had happened might have brought up some concern, and she really wasn’t too aware of the difference in the woman’s reaction to her, or even that she was looking at her bust, not that it would have bothered her in the first place. She followed her slowly to where she was guiding her and nodded with a soft smile, “Yes that would be terrific, and it sounds so wonderful.” She said weakly. Looking up at him she smiled, “Thank you for being so kind to me, once I contact my family and let them know I am alright they will no doubt pay you very well for helping me.” She said, the woman was no doubt old enough to have a job and she did in fact have one, but her family provided it by giving her a separate division in management, which she was very good at, but all her money was in accounts and her cards that no doubt melted in the crash.
 
After Emily had lowered Arria down to the ground she stood up as a devilish smiled appeared on her face. Emily then slowly turned around and started to walk away and swayed her hips as if she was trying to entice Arria. However Emily slowly stopped halfway towards the kitchen for a moment as she became lost in thought. 'Should I do it' thought as she massaged her chin with her thumb and index finger.

Shaking this uneasy feeling Emily then continued to walk towards the kitchen and grabbed the ingredients for hot chocolate. Before Emily mixed the ingredients she placed milk on the stove so she could boil the milk, in the meantime Emily made her way to the bathroom. When Emily returned she held a small pill and cracked open it. Emily then opened poured the milk into two cups and mixed the coco mix, but empty half a pill into the one the drinks.

Emily returned to Arria with both drinks in her hand with deceptive warm smile on her face. "Here, it is. Sorry if it doesn't taste good, I'm trying out a recipe for scratch hot coco" said Emily as lowered herself down to the ground before she handed the spiked drink to Arria.
 
Watching her she probably would have been interested, since the young woman herself was interested in other females, but she was too cold and already tired to get curious about her yet. It didn’t even cross her mind as she accepted the coco that she would even be thinking of spiking it in order to knock the poor girl out, and the coco seemed to mask any other taste in it, but she was right, something was a little off about it, but she assumed it was just the recipe and shook it off as she felt herself getting warmer within minutes, and once the coco was gone she tried to stand up hoping to use a phone to call her family, but as she tried to get up her body disagreed and she fell to the floor, barely catching herself as she looked at the coco, now wondering if she had done something to it as a forced sleep crept over her. She looked over her shoulder at the woman before her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell asleep right there.
 
Emily's eyes grew with delight as she watched Arria fall asleep, though a little surprised that it worked so quickly. Although Emily had struggled for a bit she eventually lifted Arria and carried her to one of the cabin's rooms. Once there Emily laid Arria down on a king size bed making sure she was face down. Emily then quickly removed Arria's clothing before she bound Arria's hands and legs to the bed post.

A short time later after grabbing various items of "play" and setting them down by the side of the bed Emily pulled a chair next to the bed closest to Arria's head. Emily slowly leaned forward as she waited for Arria to awake. Emily eyes appeared to be filled with lust as she starred that would make most people be creeped out let alone that her face hovered inches away from Arria's face hoping she would awake soon.
 
Arria was in a deep sleep while Emily carried her around the cabin and into another room. Once bound and stripped she slowly woke about five minutes later, dazed and as confused as she had been when the plane crashed. Looking up she found Emily in her face and out of fear she tried to sit up and move away, but soon her attention went to her arms and legs, all of them bound to the bed posts, making her frightened and panicked. Looking back to Emily she tried to find her voice and spoke softly, “What is going on? Why are you doing this? What do you want with me? Please let me go, my family will pay you if you are wanting some sort of ransom.” She asked, obviously afraid of what was going on as well as realizing that her clothing had been removed, making her feel very vulnerable.
 
Emily couldn't help but let out a chuckle as Arria mentioned she was after some sort of ransom. Emily eyes then started to run up and down Arria's body as she started to wet her lips at anticipation of where to begin. But before Emily started anything Emily slowly leaned forward to whisper into her "pet's" ear. "I'm not after a ransom..." Emily whispered sensually into Arria's ear.

Emily then slowly stood up place a single index finger on the back of Arria's neck. "Besides, I'm worth billions. What am I suppose to do with more money" Emily chuckled as she started to ever so slowly run down Arria's back. Emily's fingers seem to be warm and soft as her lustful eyes continued to run and down Arria's back.
 
A shiver when through the girls body as she tried to keep herself calm attempting to move away from her finger as it trailed down her body, making her very unease, afraid to ask her next questions, but she took what courage she had left to ask them of her, “Then who are you and what do you want with me? Why have you done this to me?” She asked, the fear was obvious in her voice as she looked over her shoulder at her. Biting her lip hard she tried to move her body once more away, knowing the restraints were there on her arms and legs but she could still move her torso a little.
 
"You just look so wonderful, and I felt I just have to you" said Emily making cutesy tone to voice as if she was a child or loving saying pet name as her finger finally reached Arria's rear.

Emily then slowly lowered the rest of hand, so could start to massage Arria's rear. "Just relax, you'll enjoy it better" said Emily as she started to spread Arria's cheek with the other hand. Emily then lowered her head down to Arria's rear and took a long sensual sniff as if she pretended to be a dog.
 
Hearing her she shook her head, feeling very vulnerable at the moment and she felt her hands go to her ass, not liking this attention she was giving her. And soon she buried her face in the pillow with a whimper, not comfortable with her touching her so inappropriately. The girl’s entire lower region was shaved as usual and her entire body still very clean, she may not have been a virgin vaginally, but as far as her rear went nothing had been up there, and if this woman was as frightening as she seemed to be, she suspected that it would not last long. “What do you plan to do to me? Your not going to kill me are you?” She asked, with a wavering to her voice. She was trying to be strong but it was difficult in that kind of position and a stranger’s hands on her, “Who are you please answer me that, at least some sort of first name or something to call you.” She asked as she kept her attention away from her captor.
 
Emily started to wet her lips with anticipation after she had sniffed Arria's ass. "I just want to have fun with my new pet. Better yet you can call me Mistress, if you don't I'll punish you" Replied Emily at first with cutesy tone to her voice, but suddenly grew more sinister when she asked to be called Mistress.

Emily then started to lick the top of Airra's ass crack and slowly lowered her tongue in a zig zag pattern edging ever closer to her pet's rectum. As if to tease her pet, Emily pulled her tongue away just centimeters away the stink hole. But the wait was short lived as Emily returned her tongue down onto the hole licking the entrance.
 
Hearing her she ignored the comment and shook her head as she felt her tongue going to her ass hole, whimpering softly, “Please, not there, any where but there, please.” She begged as she tried to move her ass away from the woman but found it impossible to so being tied to the bed. It felt strange to her, and she was not use to this and a new sensation came over her, not as painful as she knew it would be, but she felt humiliated by what this woman was doing, but even more so because she was kind of liking it as long as she didn’t put anything larger in her.
 
Emily suddenly stopped licking Arria's tail hole as she let out a grunt. Shortly afterwards Emily rose and quickly moved towards Arria's head. Emily then quickly knelt down so she was eye level as she forcefully grabbed Arria's chin and turned Arria's to face her. "You forgot to refer to me as Mistress, now I have to punish you" said Emily once again ignoring her pet's comment again.

Emily then slowly reached down with her other hand to retrieve a riding crop. "Do you see this, you made me use it" said Emily just before she lets go of Arria's face. Emily then took the crop and slapped Arria's cheek with the riding crop from where she at.
 
Arria looked up at him quickly seeing what she had done wrong and shook her head quickly trying to correct her mistake. “I’m sorry Mistress, please don’t hurt me, I’m very sorry Mistress.” She managed to say before she struck her making her cry out in pain soon burying her face in the pillow to ease the pain since her hands were unable to move. She felt her body now shaking in fear of being struck again managing to say softly, “Please, I am sorry Mistress, it is hard to adjust so quickly to you, please I am sorry Mistress.” She said, mainly in hopes of getting use to calling her that.
 
"See, now you get it cutie pie" said Emily as she slowly stood up as she rubbed her riding crop on Arria's back. At first Emily started to walk towards her pet's rear but she then suddenly stopped midway as if an idea came to her. "I was going to continue pleasuring you, but now it's my turn" said Emily as she started to unbuttoned her pants. With her pants still up Emily started to the rub back of Arria's head. "So tell, have you ever eaten pies before" asked Emily as her pants slowly dropped to the ground.
 
Feeling her new “mistress” moved down her body gave her a little bit of ease knowing she wasn’t going to hurt her at the moment and when she felt her hand on the back of her head she leaned her head back a little into her hand listening to her question, and quickly she knew what she probably was going to have her do, “No I have not, I could never handle it, my stomach was always too sensitive for it, mistress,” She said, adding the last part quickly so she did not get a punishment.
 
Emily once again frowned as her pet talked as she knew her pet forgot to address her as Mistress and only tacked it on the end. "Let me rephrase it, I want your first word to me is Mistress" said Emily as she lightly tapped her pet's rear with her riding crop. Emily then sighed as she slowly climbed on top of the bed and with each step she carefully made sure she didn't step on her pet.

Once on top of the bed she made her way towards the head of the bed. Emily then slowly swayed her hips as if she attempted to enticed her new pet. "I'm certain you'll enjoy my pie" said Emily as she lowered her pink laced panties before used them to make a shift blindfold for Arria.
 
Giving a whimper she nodded, just giving a small sign that she understood what she had told her before she blindfolded her, making her very nervous since she didn’t trust this woman enough to be blindfolded, but she remained still waiting to find out what she was going to do since she was tied down on her stomach after all, she would either have to slide under her or untie her and retie her to the bed. If it weren’t for the current situation Arria might have been interested in her new mistress, but given the circumstances she was too frightened and furious with her to find her hip swaying appealing.
 
When Emily noticed her pet's whimpering she slowly bent down and caressed her cheek. "Don't worry Mistress will take good care of you" said Emily with tone similar to someone consoling a freighted child. Emily then slowly removed blindfold from her pet and tossed it on the floor next to her "implements". "If you're good enough maybe I'll show you around town" said Emily as she lowered her crotch down on the bed. Emily then carefully slid her crotch under her pet's head.
 
As Arria heard her she wondered what on earth was going through this woman’s head, first she was mean and strict then the next she was talking to her as though she were a kitten. And as she slid under Arria’s head she leaned her head back as far as she could to make it easier for her as well as try and look at the woman knowing what he was going to have her do most likely but it was better than getting punished. She tried to look up the best she could, but she could only get so far with her hands bound, “Mistress, would you in tie my hands, or at lease one of them, I wouldn’t be able to escape, there is a snow storm outside and I would freeze to death, and I would need to untie my legs first, you would catch me before I could, and I’m not too fond of the riding crop so I wouldn’t try to run away, mistress.” She asked softly, being honest, she would rather stay as this woman’s “pet” over going out in the freezing snow and dying.
 
Emily seemed to have ignore Arria's request to unbind her hands as she used one hand to force Arria's face down to her womanhood. Slowly Emily started to spread her legs out as she continued to force Arria's head down. "Shhhh, your Mistress is trying to feed you and you should eat up" Emily replied with a soft voice with a hint deviancy to it.

Curiously and without saying a word Emily slowly laid down the riding crop off towards the side. But what was even stranger was that Emily had then slowly untied one of Arria's hands, although she had placed the riding crop just slightly out of reach of Arria's free hand.
 
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