The Cabin

Jason drove down the windy country lane towards the town. He had never been in such a hurry to shop and return to the old cabin. Jason turned 39 last month; his hair was greying in places, he had put on weight and had a few rolls of fat spilling over the belt on his jeans and his facial features where haggard which made people avoid him. He was made redundant 6 months ago from a trucking company that went bust, shortly after his wife then left him because there was no money coming in. She was a bitch and took their home and half of his savings; she was selfish and never did anything for him. He was miserable and hated women. He knew that if he wanted to maintain his new lifestyle then he would have to get a job soon. For now though he could reap the rewards of his slave who was shackled in the cabin waiting in fear for him to return. It made him hard thinking about it, but he needed to get his jobs done and return to her.

In the town he left his CV at many warehouses, and taxi services. All his life he spent on the road. Once his slave was trained he would be able to either take him with her or leave her for hours at a time cleaning or chained in some way depending on the job he got. Lastly he went to the local Tesco’s and bought food for a week. He got a dog bowl for his slave too so that she could eat. He supposed she would have to if he wanted her to stay alive.

As he walked back to the truck he saw a policeman walking towards him handing out flyers. When he handed it to Jason he saw a picture of a young woman, around 17 years old, brown hair and brown eyes.

‘If you see ‘err ring the number, though I think she long gone’ he said and walked away. Jason watched him walk away before turning and smiling. He thought to himself, dumb copper, she’s not gone, she is in my cabin.

He chuckled all the way to his van, loaded the groceries and made his way back to his new slave.

Jason drove back up the country road to the fake bushes only he could find. He heard a car coming down the lane so pretended to be having a piss until it passed. He moved the bushes and got his van onto the muddy track. He put the bushes back and continued till he made the clearing and gravel road leading to his cabin.

He slammed the door of the van so that she would hear it, with vain hope that she would be frightened of his return. He slowly walked to the door and inserted the key; he opened the door slowly and deliberately and walked in. Sarah lunged at him a knife and sliced his arm, Jason howled and Sarah took the opportunity to push past him and out the door. She moved as fast as her hobbled legs would carry her.

Jason dived out the door and saw Sarah heading into the woods, he ran to his truck opened the glove box, took the gun and ran after her, he knew she wouldn’t get far, hobbled as she was and he knew his woods better than she did.

After 10 minutes of chasing Jason heard Sarah up ahead panting and her chains jingling as she moved. He slowed his pace and moved quietly. The jingling stopped and Jason saw her bent double leaning on a tree. He moved slowly towards her. A crow squawked in the distance making Sarah jump and begin moving again but Jason was too close. He pulled the hammer back which echoed in the silence and Sarah froze.

‘That’s right you bitch, now turn around and drop the knife’ he snarled

Sarah slowly turned around shakily the knife grasped in her hand, Jason edged closer and closer. Sarah had nowhere to go, she trembled as he grabbed her hand and the knife, throwing it somewhere into the woods.

‘No, no, no, noooooo’ Sarah cried, she kicked and punched every part of him, until he picked up and threw her over his shoulder; she went limp.

The walk back to the cabin didn’t take long and Jason’s wrath was brewing every minute that passed. He opened the cabin door and threw Sarah on the floor. Locking the door he walked to a cabinet and pulled out a large ball gag and blindfold. He walked to Sarah dumped the items on the couch picked her up and pull her arms high, hooking her chain over a hook in the ceiling. When he let her go Sarah hung by her wrists her toes just touching the floor.

He pinched her nose and stuffed the ball into her mouth and secured it behind her head. Then he placed a blindfold over her eyes. Jason unclipped the hobble chain on her ankle and replaced it with a 2 metre bar spreading her legs wide. He left her and went outside again leaving the door open. He put the gun back in the car and leant against it; he took a deep breath and calmed himself. He nearly lost his most prized possession, he nearly went to prison for the rest of his life.

He was angry, how could he have been so stupid as to believe she would bend to his will so easily. Well she would learn a valuable lesson now. He walked back to the house slammed the door and locked it, Sarah sobbed through the gag, Jason could see saliva dripping on to her breasts. He went to the kitchen; he removed all of the sharp objects and put them into a locked drawer. He would wait until she was completely under his control before allowing her things. He knew this setback would take month’s maybe years to rectify.

Before returning to his whimpering slave who was hanging in the living room he tended to his arm. The cut was not deep and would heal quickly. He placed a bandage over it to keep out infection. He moved back to the cabinet in the living room and took out several different whips and paddles, alligator clips and a candle. He placed the items on the floor in front of her.

He moved around her and slapped her ass, causing muffled screams to leave her. He pulled and pinched at her nipples till they were hard. The alligator clips were placed on both, a thin chain joined them and finally a weight place on the chain. Sarah was crying out in short gasps tears streamed down her cheeks onto her breasts. He then lit the candle and waited for Sarah to calm herself. When the wax had melted in the middle bent down and poured a drop onto each foot, each breast and lastly on her ass. He repeated it slowly each time a drop fell Sarah flinched. Jason put the candle down and chose the flogger, he landed it on every inch of her back, ass and legs then her breasts and stomach finishing with 5 stokes on her pussy. By the end Sarah was hanging limply in her bonds completely spent from the punishment. Her body shook uncontrollably and tears flowed freely. Jason packed up the items and left the room, leaving Sarah hanging there.

Jason walked to the bedroom and loaded his computer. He went on to a chat site and asked other masters how they control there slaves. It didn’t take long for the replies to come in; many suggest a mixture of drugs, pain and isolation to make their minds confused and easier to bend to the will of the master.

One reply offered to come and train her, but Jason didn’t want any masters coming to his house, the thought of another man touching his own slave, well the anger boiled inside him. Calming himself he asked about the drugs and where to buy them. There was a dealer in the next town over, and so he phoned and ordered enough for the next month. He dressed and left the cabin without a word to Sarah.

When he returned several hours later, his slave was a mess. Her short hair all over her face, sweat and drool covered her chest. He lifted her off the hook, causing Sarah to yell in pain and shock as blood rushed to her limbs. He removed the spreader bar, took the chain from her wrists and clipped them together behind her back and reattached the hobble chain. He picked up the long chain from the wall and attached it but this time with a padlock. He left the ball gag but took the blindfold off and pushed her to the ground, laying her down.

Sarah cried again and tried to beg through her gag, pleading with her master, every inch of her body screamed in pain. She wanted nothing more than to sleep.

‘You hurt me today.’ Jason said holding her face so she looked into his cold eyes. ‘You will never do that again. This is so you remember it’ he filled a syringe with the drug he was told that would confuse her memories and thoughts. How that worked Jason didn’t know but it would last for 6 hours. She may want to sleep but the drug would keep her mind occupied. He tapped her arm to get a vein and plunged the liquid into her. Jason watched the affects take hold before going to bed.

Jason woke early on Monday. He lay there thinking about his slave. It made him hard. He washed and went to the living room naked. Sarah lay there asleep. Jason slapped her ass waking her. She moaned as Jason filled another syringe. Sarah mewed through her gag as he tapped her vein again and plunged it into her.

The dealer told him for best effect to fuck her when the drugs were working. The pleasure of an orgasm bends the victim to the will of the master. So he released her ankle chain and rolled her on her back. He licked her pussy and she squirmed and moaned. He moved up her body kissing and licking her as he went, fingers probed her pussy as she gradually became wetter and wetter. Sarah moaned and moved as her frustration built, her mind going through images of her captor saving her at the train station, and her mother abandoning her, everything becoming confused in her mind. The pain of the whip for angering her master and the pleasure of her first orgasm becoming mixed and confusing as she tried to make sense of her new life. Memories of her childhood began to fade.

Sarah’s movements against Jason’s became urgent and he knew she was close. He kissed her mouth and thrust 3 fingers in and out of her wet pussy, Sarah arched he back and screamed through her gag realising waves of cum onto Jason’s fingers.

Jason removed the ball gag and shoved the fingers into her mouth

‘Clean them’ he said, to Sarah he felt miles away but something urged her to lick his fingers. Something about this disgusting act felt right.

Sarah felt the fingers leave her mouth and felt the weight of her master leave. She laid there, the effects of the drugs wearing off, coming to her senses; she was even more confused about her situation. Sarah tried to remember her mother, but only bad memories emerged; her father was gone replaced by the captor that tormented her. Images of her chains; his cock, the feel of him on her, inside her swam inside her mind and the feeling that she could never escape it would not disappear.

Jason was in the kitchen, he needed to feed her before drugging her again. He left a plate of food in front of her.

‘Eat’ he said, he wanted to see how much of the drugs would work. Last time he made her eat with no hands.

Sarah pushed herself onto all fours, in the back of her mind she knew she could pick up the food and eat it, but something else made her think twice as she bent her head to the food, ass in the air, taking bite after bite into her empty stomach.

Jason watched her, a smile on his face. He had much work to do; he needed a job and some cash fast, he wouldn’t be able to keep his pet forever. Jason loaded another syringe of drugs ready. He walked over to the cupboard of his whips and other toys and withdrew a vibrator. The drugs he was giving her were to alter her memory so all she would think about was him. By forcing an orgasm during her last dose he had made her think about him and pleasure.

He moved over to her and grabbed her arms, pulling her into a kneeling position. He took a length of rope from the cupboard and tied it to the chain between her wrist cuffs, then looped it over the hook and pulled it lifting her arms above her head. He secured the end of the rope to another hook on the wall. Jason then slapped the inside of Sarah’s thighs forcing her to make them wider, her head bobbed as she looked at him.

‘Please....’ she said lazily.

‘It’s ok my whore, it will soon feel better’ Jason cooed stroking her face and kissing her deeply. He took a spreader bar with 2 large iron manacles at either end. He placed it between just above her knees and locked the manacles around her legs, leaving Sarah completely open and unable to move.

Jason went back to the cupboard took out a penis gag and a chastity belt. Returning to Sarah he pulled her head back so she could look at him.

‘Open up’ he said

Sarah’s eyes, red and tired, blinked slowly as she opened her mouth. Jason filled it with the penis gag, which tickled the back of Sarah’s throat making her wretch until she controlled her reflexes.

Finally Jason knelt in front of her and secured a belt around her waist. This belt had another strap of leather that would go between Sarah’s legs and attach to the back of the strap around her waist. Before he secured it, Jason pushed two fingers into Sarah bringing her back from wherever her mind had wandered. He kissed her cheek as he slowly played with her pussy. Sarah whimpered as she became hot and wet for him. He kissed her gagged mouth, then her forehead before removing his fingers and wiping them on her breast.

Picking up the vibrator he set it to random and forced it into her pussy. It took 3 thrusts to get the large instrument into her. Lastly he buckled the straps into place making sure the vibrator could not fall out.

Immediately Sarah felt the effects of the vibrator, a fresh sheen of sweat covered her body as it tormented her. Jason picked up the syringe off the cupboard and tapped the vein in her left arm again.

‘Something to help you my whore, soon you will be completely mine’ Jason said.

Sarah moaned into her gag and could do nothing to stop the toxin entering her body. Jason lifted her chin and kissed her mouth again leaving her to his torment.

He went to the bedroom and dressed while the computer loaded. He checked his emails. Apart from a junk mail he had one from the chat site where he got the drugs. Jason opened it. It was the bloke that had offered his training services. Jason had no interest and so deleted the email. Jason searched for jobs in the area when another email came through.

‘Dear Mr J Bancroft’ it read ‘I received an email from my colleague in Newport about your application for work. I currently have a position for a truck driver in our logistics business in Devon. If you would like to apply please contact me’

Devon was 2 counties over. He could start over once his pet was trained. He typed a reply and went to check on Sarah. She was only an hour into her current round of drugs, a pool of cum already forming on the floor between her legs. Sweat and drool covered her face. She looked beautiful to Jason.

Without acknowledging her Jason grabbed his wallet and keys and left to buy a new suit for his potential interview.

2 hours later Jason opened the door. Sarah was currently riding the wave of yet another orgasm given by the device in her pussy. She breathed deeply through her nose as it ended. Jason put down the bags he was carrying and went back to the van. He bought her a large metal dog cage which he placed in the bedroom. He placed his suit neatly in the wardrobe and returned to his slave. The drugs would have worn off long ago but he decided if he got the job and was moving Sarah had to be secured.

Jason removed all of Sarah’s bonds and carried her to the bathroom. She didn’t argue her body so limp, her mind empty and drained of any emotion.

Jason cleaned her and decided to cut her hair shorter so it was a bit neater. He dried her and took her to the bedroom placing her in the cage. He locked the door and watched as she fell into a deep sleep.