The Cabin

It was a miserable rainy day. Sarah was on the train to the town to get the weekly shop. She took the same train she always did, alone. Dressed simply to avoid attention, she took a seat away from a group of other teens and didn’t notice the man sat on the chair behind her.

Sarah practically lived alone. Her father died in a car accident when she was 11 and her mother’s grief drove her to work constantly, leaving Sarah to fend for herself. Since then she only saw her mum once maybe twice a year, though she hadn’t seen her for the past year and a half, and wasn’t expecting her back. Sarah did enough to get by. She had a weekend job that paid for her food and kept up with her college work so she could leave the dismal town and not look back.

Sarah lived in a small detached house in a village a view miles outside of Plymouth. There were a few hills and trees around that separated the houses in the village. And apart from the occasional event in the village square or hall the residents kept to themselves.

Sarah was now 17 not a skinny girl but she had nice curves and a good sized pair of tits, big enough to make some men of the train take an interest. Her brown hair fell just beyond her shoulders, her light brown eyes showed the pain of the life she had lived.

The train began to slow into the station, Sarah stood and grabbed her bag, and she stood by her chair waiting for the other group of teens to leave. She felt the man behind her, as he moved closer his odour filled her lungs making her heave. It wasn’t until she felt his breath on her neck and the sharp point of a knife in her side that she realised how close he was.

‘Scream, run, make any sudden movement and ill end you, do you feel this’ the knife pressed harder and Sarah nodded slowly to confirm ‘I have no problem pushing it into you’

The doors opened and the man took Sarah’s hand and held her back letting the other passengers leave before them. He then led Sarah from the train, wrapped his arm around her shoulders, a hand on her breast and guided her towards the exit. They moved swiftly Sarah started to panic, her eyes flittered around the station searching for someone to help, but it was no use. The man must have sensed her panic because he pressed the knife to her right ribcage.

He walked her to a small van just outside the station, on a side street that was deserted. He opened the back door and pushed her inside climbing in after.

‘What do you want?’ Sarah said shakily, edging to the furthest point in the van away from him. He said nothing, instead opened a tool box and took out tape and lengths of rope. He grabbed her leg and dragged her towards him. Sarah began to fight back but he already had removed one shoe. He slapped her hard causing her to hit her head on the van floor. He moved and sat on her chest facing her head. He ripped the tape and with one hand grabbed her chin and secured the tape over her mouth. He added several more pieces for good measure. He sat on her belly facing her legs, she tried to push him off, but at 6 ft and 15 stone he would not shift easily. He started to unzip her jeans her legs bucked and kicked, but this was a man with experience, and the jeans came off in seconds. He probed two fingers under her pants and into her pussy; Sarah started crying and stopped fighting.

He left her chest tied her feet and then sat on her legs looking at her. Next the top, using the knife he slid it over her breasts and stomach teasing her before ripping through the material. Her bra was also cut swiftly showing her impressive untouched globes. Tears continued to stream down her face as he flipped her over and tied her arms behind her, the last struggle she made before being completely trapped.

He turned her over looking at her beautiful body, naked except for the pants, which he decided to cut off. He then took a syringe out of the box filled it with liquid and showed it to her.

‘Just a little cocktail to keep you calm on the journey’ he plunged it into her vein. The effects where slow, they did not let her fall asleep but sent her floating, they blurred her vision and making her weaker and more negotiable.

He left her to enjoy the drugs. Getting in the front of the van he drove out of the town and deep into the woods. He had a cabin near to the village she lived; he had been watching her for months waiting for an opportunity to take her. His cabin was secluded and the road leading to it was blocked with a fake wall of bushes that blended into the surroundings; no one would ever know they were there.

As he pulled up to the cabin Sarah started to moan, as the drug started to wear off. He opened the back door, dragged her towards him and picked her up. Sarah gagged again from the smell of the man holding her.

The cabin was small, 2 bedrooms a kitchen and living room. The furnishings where minimal, chains hung from the walls, bolts where all over the floors and walls, to Sarah it was a place of horror.

A fully conscious Sarah shivered on the cold wooden floor, she looked around for an escape, but with her bounds and the locks on the doors and windows it was looking very bleak. She heard footsteps and then rough hands on her skin. Again she shivered; he ran them over her breasts, kneading them, then up to her face and through her matted hair. He ripped the tape from her mouth eliciting a cry of pain from Sarah. He kissed her deeply his tongue exploring her mouth. His hands explored every part of her body; her inner legs and then the outer lips of her pussy. Talking a nipple in his mouth he sucked and flicked it till it became pert and hard, he did the same with the other whilst his fingers probed her pussy. Her body began to react in ways Sarah never knew possible, her pussy was soaking, she moaned in frustration and panic. She couldn’t move to avoid his touch; she was completely at his mercy

‘Such a hot slut, ready for cock my little fuck slave’ he growled.

‘Please.....let me go’ she begged

He withdrew his fingers, stood and removed his clothes. His cock erect and proud was large and thick. He was not handsome with rolls of fat and hair on his chest. He returned to her sitting on her chest and slapped her face with his cock.

‘I’m never letting you go now open up for daddy.’ He said. Sarah shook her head and received a harsh slap to both cheeks.

‘OPEN YOU FUCKING MOUTH’ he bellowed, more tears fell, out of fear Sarah opened her mouth and he rammed his cock into her throat making her gag. It tasted salty and he smelled disgusting.

‘I don’t want to feel teeth, so if you want to keep them be a good slut’ He leant forward and moved his hips fucking her face, his heavy balls hitting her chin. She slurped and gagged; drool formed and spilt down her face. He slowed and pushed his cock all the way in; he held it there as she struggled beneath him. He pulled out and Sarah gasped for air. His cock exploded cum over her face as he relaxed panting.

He grabbed Sarah’s face and held her so she could only look at him. ‘Will you be a good slut if I take your bonds off?’

Sarah looked him in the eye feeling defeated fresh tears rolled down her cheeks as she nodded. He began by turning her over and untying her hands, then her feet. He walked to a cabinet across the room and took out iron manacles and chains.

‘You should know I’m very old fashioned. You are my new slave; you will cook my meals, clean my house, wash my clothes and service me in every way possible. If you fail to please me you will be punished. Know that there is no escape for you, I don’t care for your feelings, because you are just a slave.’ Sarah whimpered as she lay on the floor under his gaze

He knelt next to her and grabbed her arms placing iron cuffs around them. He then attached a short chain linking them together. He did the same with her feet making any kind of movement difficult. Lastly he placed an iron collar around her neck. He then walked to one of the walls and grabbed the end of one of the chains that snaked around the floor. He clipped it to her collar meaning that there was no way she could escape the confines of the cabin.

She watched her captor as he sat on the couch. He had a crop in his hand.

‘What are you?’

‘A person, I’m a free person!’ Sarah wailed

CRACK. The crop landed harshly on Sarah’s thighs. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. On and on he made marks on Sarah’s body. She screamed each time. When he stopped Sarah curled herself into a ball.

‘Kneel in front of me’ He said. When Sarah did not move he cracked the crop on her back and ass. Leaving red welts behind. Sarah screamed again and begged him to stop. It took another 20 lashes for him to stop at which point Sarah was willing to do anything for her captor.

‘KNEEL IN FRONT OF ME NOW!’ Sarah scrambled not wanting to be hurt anymore. ‘Knees apart, eyes down hands behind your head, arch your back’ he tapped each part of her as he ordered her into position.

‘You will assume this position every time you are in my presence. Now you new name is whatever I wish to call you, you will only speak when asked a question and you will call me sir or daddy. Do you understand slut?

‘Yes...’ Sarah answered. He cracked the crop on her inner thighs, causing Sarah to jump

‘Yes...Sir’ she whimpered

‘The quicker you accept your new position the less pain you will be in.’ he said. Over the next 2 hours he drilled Sarah with questions, getting her to repeat his name, kneel in the correct position, crawling around the room and returning to him, until he no longer needed the crop.

Without saying a word he unclipped her collar chain and attached a leash and pulled it so she followed him. He then swapped the leash for a long chain attached to the bed.

‘On the bed’ he said

‘No please don’t do this...let me go, please...I won’t tell anyone....’ Sarah begged with everything she had left.

‘GET ON THE BED!!’ He bellowed slapping her hard; he grabbed her arms and threw her on there. Sarah screamed and cried thrashing with all her mite. He was too strong; he pushed her onto her back and pulled her legs up towards her head giving him access to her pussy. Without hesitating he thrust into her splitting her hymen and causing Sarah to scream louder. He pumped in and out in a rage till he climaxed in her. He withdrew and flipped her over this time aiming for her ass again he pumped into her causing so much pain for Sarah she nearly passed out. This time it felt like ages before his cock swelled, for an older man he had good stamina, as he felt himself coming close to climaxing he withdrew.

‘Come to me now’ he said stroking is stained cock. Sarah slowly moved her mind empty, pain coursing through her body. She faced him on all fours as he knelt on the bed.

‘Open your mouth’

Resigned to her fate, Sarah opened her mouth, he pushed his cock inside and his load filled her throat. He held her against him so she swallowed it all.

‘Clean it’ he said. Sarah licked her blood and his cum of his cock. He then left the bed, grabbed a chain that was attached to the wall and attached it to her collar. He then unclipped the chain from her left wrist and reclipped it with the chain behind her back.

He lay down on the bed and pulled her to him with her back to him. He then pushed his cock into her pussy and left it there.

It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep with his arms around Sarah. Crying silently so not to wake him Sarah soon drifted to sleep knowing she could not escape the evil man.

The following morning Sarah woke early, she had been dreaming of her mother. She sobbed quietly when she felt the ache in her shoulders from having her hands chained behind her. The feel of iron around her wrists ankles and neck resigned her to the fact she would not be leaving anytime soon.

She felt her captor stirring beside her, he had moved in the night causing his cock to leave her aching pussy. He grabbed her tits and fondled them he moved closer so his cock touched her ass.  He sniffed her hair, rolled her over and kissed her deeply.

Sarah let him continue fondling her whilst he was in a good mood. When he stopped abruptly she thought she had done something wrong. She tensed herself waiting for a blow from his hand. But he swapped the chains on her collar to the leash he used last night, and reattached her wrist chain in front so she could crawl.

He pulled on the leash and took her to the bathroom, which was a tilled room from ceiling to floor a drain in one corner and a toilet in the other. The shower was nothing more than a garden hose and the familiar bolts and chains hung around the room. He switched the hose on and cold water streamed over her. He scrubbed the dried cum off her legs and face, and washed her hair. Lastly he went to the kitchen and returned with a pair of scissors. He grabbed her hair in a pony tail and cut it off. He dumped the strands of her hair in a bin in the kitchen, when he returned Sarah was sobbing on the floor of the bathroom.

‘You better piss and shit now because if you do it later you will be punished’ he said gruffly and impatiently. Though he didn’t say much to her what he did say had no emotion and it mentally made Sarah bend more to his will to keep him happy.

Sarah pissed in front of him. He sprayed her with more water and dried her with a towel. He then led her to the kitchen. With the events of the night before Sarah hadn’t taken in the room before. There was a fireplace and in front of that an old couch where she had lain on the floor and had her first blowjob. There was table with 4 chairs around it and small open kitchen with a breakfast bar that looked rather new. He led her to the table and chairs, picked up a long chain attached to a bolt on the wall and clipped in to her collar. He ordered her to assume her position then left to make his breakfast.

When he returned he sat at the table and noisily ate in front of her. She held her position her stomach grumbling.  When he finished he dumped his plate in the sink and sat on the couch.

‘Get over here whore’ he said. Still naked he waited for her to crawl in front of him. She assumed her position in front to wait for instructions. He was slightly surprised she remembered, but his expression remained hard and he simply said ‘suck’.

Sarah crawled towards him, and tentatively took his cock in her mouth. She placed her hands on his upper thighs. She had never really given a blowjob other than what she experienced last night, she remembered to cover her teeth and she moved her head down his cock taking it into her throat but not far enough that she gagged. After a short while he took the back of her head and pushed her head further onto his cock. It swelled under the pressure of her throat. He then moved her head quicker pumping his cock into her mouth.

‘Use your tongue...lick it...suck it’ he panted he slowed the movements of her head let her practise with her tongue for a few pumps, then pushed her head all the way down, so the full length of his cock was in her mouth. He climaxed inside her, she began to choke and splutter.

‘Swallow it’ he demanded. A small amount dribbled down her chin on to his leg ‘clean it up, you do not spill a drop’ she licked the amount on his leg, and then cleaned his cock. He rested and pushed her off him. ‘Position’ he spat at her. Sarah knelt in front of him, her knees apart and eyes on the floor chained hands behind her head.

He stood and left her in front of the couch. He dressed for the first time since they arrived home. He returned to the living room.

‘you will clean this house and it better be spotless, there are cameras everywhere so I will know if the job is not being done if you remove your collar chain you will be punished.’ He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, ‘you have 2 hours, do not disappoint me’ he let go and slapped her hard on the face and left locking the door behind him. Sarah heard the van go and stood for the first time in a day. She hobbled to the door and tugged on it, she then tried the windows, and nothing would budge. She was trapped. She fell to the floor and sobbed, the tears wouldn’t stop flowing. It felt like a very long time before she managed to calm herself down.

Then she remembered what her captor told her, he would be back soon and she had done nothing!