I always knew it was a bad idea to run alone at night, I just can’t stand the heat of the day and people staring at me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m quite fit and strong, I’m not ashamed of my body, I’m just a little bit shy. Despite my gut feeling I went out for runs at night anyway, and that’s where this story begins
The cool night air rushes through my hair as I take my usual route through my local park. There’s no one around and the only sound that accompanies me is the occasional rustle from an animal on the side of the track and the loud pounding of my footsteps as I run. Like I said, I don’t run at night out of shame, I’m stronger than most people, 6 foot and slim, I run for this, the calm and quiet of the night. I turn a corner in the track and head down the usual path, dodging the odd rock or piece of rubbish that litters the path. I can feel myself getting tired and a layer of sweat is starting to build up on my skin. I run out of the path and onto the back streets of the town. Everything is normal for the first five minutes or so, I’m just focusing on keeping going, trying to beat my previous record. I notice something unusual though, there’s a van following me at a distance, it’s going just fast enough to be slowly gaining on me but not fast enough to drive past me. I shake it off as probably being some idiots driving drunk or something and kept going. Soon I couldn’t shake it off though, the van was almost right behind me now and I was starting to panic. My mind raced with thoughts of gangs and hitmen. The van pulled up directly beside me and the window rolled down. I considered running off the path into the nearby trees and just hiding but I decided to at least wait and make sure that they were a threat first. I turned and looked as the window slowly rolled down and someone leaned close from the driver’s seat to say something. “Hi! I’m a little lost, do you know where Chester road is?” A young Asian woman asked, holding up a map in her spare hand. I felt ridiculous as I stopped and walked over to the window, the whole time I’d been worrying about gangs and it had just been a 5 foot Asian woman. “Hold on” she said as her car stopped “Lemme go to the back” and she climbed in between the two front seats of her car to the back of the van. A few seconds later the van’s rolling door opened and I got a proper look at her. She was actually pretty hot, she had caramel skin and had at least C cup tits, which I could see a lot of due to her low cut top. She had strong, toned legs and a tight waist. A really pretty face too. “So Chester road, where about is it on this map” she asked as she placed the map on the floor of the van and kneeled in the car doorway. I glanced up at her again then looked down at the map, I knew vaguely where Chester road was, I just needed a second to find it on the map. Before I could find it however I heard a click above me. “Don’t you dare fucking move, cunt” the woman said above me, and I felt cold steel touch the back of my head. I was fucked.
“Hold real fucking still and I might consider not blowing your brains out, got it?” she said menacingly, her friendly tone from before completely gone. I stood frozen in place as I felt her exit the van and stand behind me. “Now hold out your hands behind you” she said as she poked the back of my head with what I assumed was some kind of pistol. I did so, confused “What are you doing, look if you want money I don’t have anything on me, I was ju-“ I started “Shut the fuck up” she said, jamming the back of my head with the pistol again. “I flinched slightly but stayed as still as possible and felt something metal clamp round one of my hands, then barely a second later something metal clamped around my other hand. “Gotcha, fucker” she said as she stepped back from me slightly. I tried to move my hands and realised what she’d done, I was handcuffed. Before I could figure out what to do I flew forward, my head hitting the floor of the van as I was kicked hard in the ass from behind. I saw stars as my head hit the van and I felt my feet get pulled up into the van. I started to try and get up but she sat down on top of me, squashing me with her large ass. I felt metal around my ankles and realised that she’d put clamps on my ankles too. I could barely move now. She shifted her weight off me and moved to my head “Let me go you fucking bitch” I spat at her. “I said. Shut. The. Fuck. Up.” She half yelled at me, punching my face with every word. She reached into a bag in the corner of the van and stuffed a ballgag into my mouth, securing it at the back of my head. She gave me one hard kick in the stomach for good measure and went to the driver’s seat of the car. The car started up and drove away, with me stuck in the back of the van. My mind was racing and I was panicking. I had no idea what this woman was going to do to me but I knew that it wasn’t going to end well for me. I tried to wriggle towards the door and open it but I couldn’t get my body high enough. My muscles strained hard at my restraints but it was no use, it was solid metal and there was no way out of them. So I stayed on the floor of a van, going fuck knows where for who knows how long. Eventually the van stopped and my stomach lurched. Wherever we were, I would likely discover my fate here. The van door opened and I blinked at the bright light that shone in, the woman stood there, framed in the doorway by the bright light behind her. Her face looked at me with anger and some kind of… hunger. She grabbed hold of me and pulled me out of the van onto the floor outside. A quick glance around me revealed that I was in her… garage? My suspicions were confirmed when she pulled me through an open door and down some steps, which was extremely painful, to some kind of basement. She pulled me to the back of the room and attached some sort of harness to my torso, with which she hoisted me up to a standing position. She then chained me to some poles behind me and stepped back. I tried to move but my arms and legs were still cuffed. My torso was chained to a couple of poles that held me in an upright position. “My name is Hazel” she said, as she licked her lips and looked me up and down. “And you’re going to be staying here for a while”. I tried to yell “fuck you” through my gag but it just came out as muffled screaming. She ignored this and grabbed some more chains. Hazel spent the next ten minutes systematically tying down my legs and arms until I was in a kind of upright spread eagle position. Then she pulled out a knife. My heart began to beat even faster, I didn’t want to stay here any longer but I really didn’t want to die in some random girl’s basement either. “Let’s get this off you” she said as she pulled the ballgag out of my mouth “Fuck you you stupid bitch” I blurted out at her and immediately regretted it, I really shouldn’t piss her off at the moment. But Hazel just smiled and laughed, walking slowly up to me in a way that was both sexy but terrifying, her hips swinging as she walked, almost forming an “s” like shape. She moved the knife up to my chest and my breath caught in my chest. She then pulled the knife down my chest, cutting open my shirt and revealing my chest. She then proceeded to cut open all my clothes until I was completely naked. “Nice muscles…” she said as she ran a hand over my arms and chest. “And nice cock too…” she said as she started to slowly move her hand up and down my shaft. She was right of course, I was almost eight inches hard and pretty impressive even when soft. I wriggled and tried to break free from my bonds as I felt myself starting to harden. “I don’t want it…” I said weakly as she rubbed my cock harder and harder. “Oh I know you don’t” she whispered lustfully to me. She kept rubbing until my cock was completely erect and she stared at it with a huge grin. She stepped back and began to undress, pulling her top and bra off to reveal her large tits underneath. She then pulled off her jeans and panties to reveal a beautiful big ass and a shaved, smooth pussy. “Do you like what you see” she said as she looked up at me “I think you’re an ugly whore, you cunt” I said, my voice filled with nothing but spite “Oh really?” she said, her voice filled with mocking fake surprise “well your cock says otherwise” she said as she knelt down and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. “Fuck” was all I could manage as I felt the warmth and suction of her mouth begin to work on my cock. Her tongue danced up and down my shaft and the soft warmth of the back of her throat hugged the head of my cock. She moved up and down it, covering it in saliva and making loud slurping noises. I couldn’t help but enjoy it in some kind of primal fucked up way, this girl was forcing me to have sex with her but I couldn’t stop how much my body enjoyed hers. She continued sucking me off, getting faster and faster, her saliva dripping freely down onto her tits. Eventually she stopped, slowly pulling my cock out of her mouth and looking up at me with the same lust filled look from before. Without a word she stood in front of me and raised a platform, then locked it in place. She climbed up on the platform and bent over in front of me. I realised that this was so she could fuck me and I tried to brace myself as best as I could, but I couldn’t help but groan as she slid backwards onto my cock, her juicy wet pussy wrapping around my length. She began to slide up and down my cock, her juices covering my cock and her pussy muscles clenching around it. She began to moan louder and louder as she slid up and down my cock, her tits beginning to bounce as she picked up speed. It wasn’t long before she was moaning wildly and sliding up and down my length as fast as she could go, I felt sick but horribly turned on at the same time. I realised with horror that I was nearing climax, and by the sounds of it she was too. Hazel moaned louder and louder which finally finished me off. I couldn’t stop a loud moan escaping my lips as I shot my load deep inside her. She screamed in pleasure and rammed hard onto my cock, and she began to squirt all over my dick. We both finished and I looked down, her body was coated in a thin layer of sweat which made her body glisten and shine in the light. Below us, our juices dripped down and mixed together on the floor. “Fuck you” I said weakly as I felt my energy drain out of my body. She got off my dick and turned to face me. “Oh you fucking will” she said.
It was the next morning and I was still chained in Hazel’s basement. I only knew it was morning by the sound of her walking down the steps and the sight of her bringing some porridge to me. “Hope you like porridge cause this is all you’re eating from now on, breakfast lunch and dinner” I groaned through my ballgag and weakly shook in my restraints, if for no reason other than to show that I still didn’t want to be here. “There, there” Hazel said as she gently rubbed the top of my head, “You might as well settle down, you’ll be here for a while. Who knows, if you just let go you might even enjoy yourself”. I began telling her exactly what I thought of that through my ball gag. “MMMPPHMMPH” I yelled, and she raised a single eyebrow and removed my ball gag “MMPPHHH- UCKING CUNT, WHEN I GET OUT OF THESE-“ I yelled before I was cut off by a hard slap to the face and a knee to my stomach. My breath was knocked out of me and I lurched forward in my restraints, bringing my gaze to her cleavage which was once again in full view. Time slowed for a second and I found myself staring at it in wonder. The beautiful soft caramel skin… the luscious curves… I snapped myself out of it and looked back up at her face. “Here comes the aeroplane” she said mockingly as she began spoon feeding me. I initially resisted but eventually my hunger overtook my pride and I ate the entire bowl. “Good boy” she said, in the same mocking tone. I jumped slightly as I felt her hand wrapped around my flaccid cock. She began gently rubbing it “Now let’s play…” she said seductively. Once again she stripped off her clothes and once again I saw her naked body. It looked even better than it had before, and I caught myself admiring the way her tits bounced slightly when she moved, how her pussy lips felt soft and smooth as she mounted me and how she felt so warm and tight inside. She rode my cock at least three times that day, and every day after that for a week, using me as nothing more than a sex toy. She would finish when she came and sometimes I would cum inside her before she could finish. When this happened she would beat me until I got an erection again. Never hard enough to seriously hurt me but always enough to teach me my lesson. Another week passed and soon I began to give up hope of every escaping.
The first day of the third week arrived and it was shortly after breakfast. Instead of the usual schedule however which was to mock me and ride my cock until she squirted, she left the room and came back with a blindfold, some large earmuffs and some kind of nose plug. She put the blindfold over my eyes and put the nose plug in my nose, then she leaned close to my ear and whispered “Now you’ll really be my toy” and she put the ear muffs over my ears and put my ball gag back into my mouth. I couldn’t hear or see anything, my nose was blocked and I could breathe through a hole that she had made through the centre of the ball gag but I couldn’t talk. My senses were almost completely cut off. I could feel though and my dick could only harden as I felt her hand begin to work it, rubbing it up and down slowly. Next I felt the warmth of her mouth as she wrapped her lips around my cock and began sucking me off. I groaned and moaned into my ball gag as she moved her soft lips up and down the length of my shaft, caressing it with her tongue as she did so. Occasionally she would move further down and give my balls a gentle kiss, lick or suck. Next I felt her draw away from my cock and I wondered where she had gone. Had she left? Was she coming back? I had no idea what was going on, and I realised that I was being treated as nothing more than an inanimate toy, chained in her basement for her pleasure. Without warning I felt her pussy lips wrap around the head of my cock and slide down, sheathing my length inside her. I writhed in my bonds, unable to see or hear what was happening. All I could focus on was the soft warmth of her pussy as she used my body for her pleasure. And that is how I’ve remained. Weeks have passed and the only escape I get is when she removes my gag to feed me or give me water. I sleep in my bonds and she uses me as her toy whenever she pleases. I will always be her sex toy.
