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The Doctor is In (Candied X QB)
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Hearing her hoarse, gagged breathing, Lawrence thought "She must be thirsty..." Knowing that they were far enough away from her home to be noticed, he could finally take off the mask. In other words, home free. Well, atleast not for the cutie he had bound at the back of the van, but for him, the moment he parked the van inside there would no other trace of the lovely woman. While she was unconscious after the struggle, he left a message claiming that she had purchased plane tickets to Cairo as well as an AD for a new job. He booked the flight in advance, left ticket stubs and took her wallet. Smashing her phone and withdrawing a Thousand dollars from her card in the opposite side of town, he knew that the distance would throw off investigators in the off chance they did try to find her. In other words, this young lady was gone. Withdrawing from work after he contacted her boss via email, he also notified her parents of a sudden trip and falsifying quite a bit of evidence, there was little hope for her to return to her old life.
Stopping the car at the side of the freeway, he took his waterbottle and opened the door to the back of the van. Greeted only by muffled cries, long had her rebellious spirit had gone the moment she endured the position she was in now: sitting on her haunches towards a wooden board, metallic pipes were positioned just enough so that her knees and her ankles would press onto the cold metal while her buttocks would press against her ankles. Behind her back was a steel pole that stood taught, where rope wrapped around her neck and her body keeping her right there. Ankles chained to the steel pipe, a few rounds of zipties secured her knees to the other metallic pipe. Now, for the fun part: drooling from the ring-gag that kept her mouth wide open, the clattering of her handcuffs, the chain link between her wrists colliding against the metallic beam behind her evident of what little resistance she offered. The fact that she was kneeling not on the flat surface but rather onto the steel runners meant that her entire weight was supported only upon the four points. Needless to say, the position would get painful in so little time. Secured to the steel pipes, there would no escape or reprieve from the torture.
Her skirt lay onto her ankle, having been stripped down to expose her pink lacy panties, her top exposed and her cleavage was saturated with drool. Wearing still her uniform, quick was his movements, to the point where she stood no chance as she was rapidly detained and kidnapped. Wearing only one of her shoes on the right he began to tickle her left leg, grasping her chin as he forced her to look up. Once she started yelling and groaning, she could not stop drooling. "Thirsty, miss?" he asked, not even waiting for her reaction as he poured the water down her open-gagged mouth. Listening to her nasal squeals, he stood up. "Don't struggle much; you'll chaff your lovely wrists..." he said, his attention fixed at a strand of drool that dripped down her chin and onto her cleavage.
Stopping the car at the side of the freeway, he took his waterbottle and opened the door to the back of the van. Greeted only by muffled cries, long had her rebellious spirit had gone the moment she endured the position she was in now: sitting on her haunches towards a wooden board, metallic pipes were positioned just enough so that her knees and her ankles would press onto the cold metal while her buttocks would press against her ankles. Behind her back was a steel pole that stood taught, where rope wrapped around her neck and her body keeping her right there. Ankles chained to the steel pipe, a few rounds of zipties secured her knees to the other metallic pipe. Now, for the fun part: drooling from the ring-gag that kept her mouth wide open, the clattering of her handcuffs, the chain link between her wrists colliding against the metallic beam behind her evident of what little resistance she offered. The fact that she was kneeling not on the flat surface but rather onto the steel runners meant that her entire weight was supported only upon the four points. Needless to say, the position would get painful in so little time. Secured to the steel pipes, there would no escape or reprieve from the torture.
Her skirt lay onto her ankle, having been stripped down to expose her pink lacy panties, her top exposed and her cleavage was saturated with drool. Wearing still her uniform, quick was his movements, to the point where she stood no chance as she was rapidly detained and kidnapped. Wearing only one of her shoes on the right he began to tickle her left leg, grasping her chin as he forced her to look up. Once she started yelling and groaning, she could not stop drooling. "Thirsty, miss?" he asked, not even waiting for her reaction as he poured the water down her open-gagged mouth. Listening to her nasal squeals, he stood up. "Don't struggle much; you'll chaff your lovely wrists..." he said, his attention fixed at a strand of drool that dripped down her chin and onto her cleavage.
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Olivia couldn't even describe the pain in her legs at this point. The way he had grabbed her and tied her inside of this van had been savage, to say the least. She had long quit trying to speak or scream and her arms ached from pulling at the restraints. So she sat still, her concentration going to keeping her legs as balanced as possible. Tears still coursed down her cheeks as she let out low whimpers from the strange gag that had been forced into her mouth. Saliva dripped from her mouth, leaving her tongue dry and her throat aching from taking in dry breaths of air.
The girl's eyes widened when she felt the van coming to a stop. She couldn't see anything, but when her captor came back she caught a peek of the freeway as he came toward her with a bottle of water. She watched him with wide blue eyes as he stooped in front of her and began to tickle her leg, the one who's shoe had fallen off in the struggle.
She let out a hoarse little grunt as he forced her chin up so her tear filled eyes met his before he asked if she wanted water. She let out a squeal as the water hit her tongue and began to run down her throat, choking her as she tried to breath. She coughed, water dribbling down her mouth and out of her nose. "Nygg!" Her noises grew louder as she fought with her restraints. His worry over her wrists only made her struggle harder, the handcuffs rattling crazily as she pulled her aching wrists around.
The girl's eyes widened when she felt the van coming to a stop. She couldn't see anything, but when her captor came back she caught a peek of the freeway as he came toward her with a bottle of water. She watched him with wide blue eyes as he stooped in front of her and began to tickle her leg, the one who's shoe had fallen off in the struggle.
She let out a hoarse little grunt as he forced her chin up so her tear filled eyes met his before he asked if she wanted water. She let out a squeal as the water hit her tongue and began to run down her throat, choking her as she tried to breath. She coughed, water dribbling down her mouth and out of her nose. "Nygg!" Her noises grew louder as she fought with her restraints. His worry over her wrists only made her struggle harder, the handcuffs rattling crazily as she pulled her aching wrists around.
Frowning, with a quick motion of his hand he slapped her cheek, forcing her head to bat the other way, leaving a redness onto her face. Cruel and inhospitable he was, disregarding her safety nor dignity. "It's rude not to thank a person after giving you something. How inconsiderate." Pouring the rest of the water over her head, he walked towards a small ominous cardboard box full of objects that would definitely be used on her tonight. "There. You should be cleaner now." Coming back with a small bud vibrator, he made it quite clear just where the little plastic toy would end up in. Unable to control her arousal and the vibrations that would be buzzing in her love tunnel...
"Aren't you excited about this, Miss? I've been meticulously planning every detail about your kidnapping for many days now! The young man was quite a handsome fellow; light brown hair and lilac eyes looked lustfully upon her quivering, barely clothed form, drinking in every twitch, every thread of drool nor shudder as she endured the harsh predicament she was forced upon. When she grunted from the water forced down her throat, a harsh strike forced her head to the left, back-handed fiercely by her kidnapper, showing little restraint. "Sad? Don't be. There there...good girl..." The sudden transition from a harsh kidnapper to a kindly fellow stroking her hair was bound to cause confusion.
Walking back, he took a few more objects from the box, mainly some duct tape. Taping a second remote onto the metal rafter near her knees, he then took the small bud, sneaking it against her labia through her panties despite her squeals and her struggling. Turning it up to moderate speed, the small buds began to whirr inside her soft and tender walls, letting the arousal take effect. Softly licking her ear from behind, hands groped insensitively as a single finger stroked her soon-to-be sensitive lower lips.
"I look forward to...examining you...much more intimately after this."
"Aren't you excited about this, Miss? I've been meticulously planning every detail about your kidnapping for many days now! The young man was quite a handsome fellow; light brown hair and lilac eyes looked lustfully upon her quivering, barely clothed form, drinking in every twitch, every thread of drool nor shudder as she endured the harsh predicament she was forced upon. When she grunted from the water forced down her throat, a harsh strike forced her head to the left, back-handed fiercely by her kidnapper, showing little restraint. "Sad? Don't be. There there...good girl..." The sudden transition from a harsh kidnapper to a kindly fellow stroking her hair was bound to cause confusion.
Walking back, he took a few more objects from the box, mainly some duct tape. Taping a second remote onto the metal rafter near her knees, he then took the small bud, sneaking it against her labia through her panties despite her squeals and her struggling. Turning it up to moderate speed, the small buds began to whirr inside her soft and tender walls, letting the arousal take effect. Softly licking her ear from behind, hands groped insensitively as a single finger stroked her soon-to-be sensitive lower lips.
"I look forward to...examining you...much more intimately after this."