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Breaking Down 4

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Cara had experienced a nearly perpetual state of pain and confusion for almost four days .  She had been with some creepy and kinky clients, her line of work forced interactions with them from time to time, but her captor took things to a higher plane.  Bondage was not new to her, she had done a few amateur shoots when she was younger and dated a guy a few years back who liked to play with handcuffs, but the torment and insatiable imagination her adductor had in binding and gagging her body was inconceivable.  He never hit her, physical violence did not seem to be his thing, but he loved to restrain and watch her squirm. He kept her sedated with chloroform for most of their time together, she would awake from the drug and typically find herself in an entirely new outfit, cruelly bound and lying next to her anxious captor.  He never spoke to her, but would stare hungrily into her fearful eyes.  She always awoke un gagged; he seemed to love to hear her plead at the beginning of their sessions, but would inevitably push some detestable obstruction in her mouth as she begged him to stop.  The house was drafty and foul; she loathed the feeling of the cold air, the soiled spaces, and his clammy flesh against her soft skin.  He would play with her for awhile, remove her sexy top and bottom, cut away her skimpy panties and move his hands and mouth up and down her helpless body.  The fondling would eventually stop, and she would pull and moan as he sat and looked. The struggling and gazing seemed to go on for hours, and just when she thought she could not take the pain any longer he would push a rag over her mouth and nose and the world turned black.


She awoke to a session on the forth day lying on a bed and dressed in a tight white top, skimpy jean shorts, white hose, and pink strappy high heels. She pulled feebly as the world came into focus and realized her writs and ankles were bound securely with rope.  She started to cry when she saw him, tears had become a large part of her life the past few days, and she couldn’t control herself as she looked into his stern eyes.  He pushed a cup of water between her lips and she drank hungrily as he tipped the contents down her throat.  He pulled a coil of rope out from behind him and she howled in pain as he lashed her elbows together with the rough cord.  She pleaded with him as he put a white ball gag in front of her face, telling him she couldn’t take it and that she promised to be be quiet. He slammed the ball into her mouth mid sentence and she began to gag painfully on the rubber as he fastened the leather straps behind her neck.  The ball gag was her least favorite of his toys, her jaw ached immediately from the the mean device and droll began to pool and spill from the corners of her sore lips. He brought a pair of scissors out of this pocket and methodically cut away her white top and jean shorts as she squirmed and sobbed.  She felt him grab her ankles and bind them painfully to her wrists, placing her in the most arduous hog tie of her life.  Her back screamed with pain and she reached for the heels of her shoes, latching on to the release the pressure on her wrists and elbows.  She shivered in the cold room as he looked on, yelling into the gag and begging him to untie her.  She felt him pick up her sobbing body and screeched in alarm as he carried her out of the room through the rickety house and out into the crisp night. He placed her down harshly in the back of his van and pulled a strip of cloth over her eyes as she thrashed her body about for release.  


The sound of the city grew around her as they rolled through the night.  She could hear car horns, garbage trucks and people. She bawled out for help into the ball gag but knew with the growl of van and volume of the city no one could hear her. They drove for well over an hour and by the time they stopped, every joint in her body begged for freedom.  She heard the slide of the door opening behind her and started to weep as he grabbed and wrapped her helpless body in a large dirty cloth tarp.  She squirmed as she felt herself being lifted out of the van and yelled in surprise as he placed her down on cold asphalt.  His foot steps walked away from her shivering body; she could not believe he was going to leave her tied and half naked like this. She registered the sound of the van turning over and then he was gone.  She cried feebly into the night, happy she was no longer in his care and praying she would be found soon.

***photomanip involving compositing and color correction

Image size
1080x810px 461.15 KB
Make
FUJIFILM
Model
FinePix F810
Shutter Speed
1/5 second
Aperture
F/2.8
Focal Length
7 mm
ISO Speed
200
Date Taken
Dec 30, 2009, 11:31:45 PM
Sensor Size
2mm
Mature
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marsha2's avatar

:heart: such a charming girl