Vulnerable to Sadism Darkness. That was all 16-year-old Jackie could comprehend when she awoke. Her entire world, everything above, below, in front, behind, and beside her. All that had become non-existent, a black dimension that had swallowed her. Though she still had feeling. Beneath her, a squishy waterbed, with a soft blanket on top, which she lay face down on. It felt warm and soothing, like a hug against her soft skin. Duct tape bound her wrists and ankles unyieldingly together and had also been used to gag her. A bag covered her head and part of her shoulders, with a thin rope or shoelace tied tightly around her neck, keeping the mask in place. A few inches of her soft, wavy, dirty blond hair stuck out beneath the cord. Kevin admired his latest catch, a stiff erection forming as he did so. Jackie was wearing a tight fitting navy blue t-shirt; long, dark blue jeans with a brown leather belt; and black, size 8 shoes with white socks. The room was air conditioned, but that didn't prevent a light layer of sweat from forming on her body. She breathed loudly through her nose, due to a combination of lack of air and intensifying adrenaline. He reached down and let his fingers graze her slender wrists, feeling the duct tape binding them together. Her helplessness increased his desire...and she was such a beautiful young woman; he knew this would be a session to remember. The next thing Jackie detected was a person sitting down on the bed next to her, the mattress creaking beneath his weight. She couldn't see the person, and couldn't see what the person was doing. Her heartbeat began to quicken in fearful anticipation. Jackie felt a cold hand gently rest palm-down upon her collarbone, the invisible touch sending a soft shiver down her back. Slowly, it smoothed down along her spine, and patted her rounded buttocks. She tensed but remained quiet. The palm moved down the back of her leg, then the kidnapper's body moved to the foot of the bed. He grasped her ankles and lifted her feet into his lap. His pointer finger lazily traced the creases of the sole of her shoes, clearly in no hurry; then gently caressed and massaged each of her Achilles tendons. He slid her pant legs up her calves, between her ankles and knees, and after a moment she felt slight increases and decreases in pressure against the top of her foot as he began untying her shoelaces. The shoe loosened a second or two later, and was pulled off carefully. This process was repeated for the other foot. Finally, he peeled each of the soft socks off and admired the sight. Her lovely bare feet were pressed against his leg, the delicate soles facing upward and wonderfully wrinkled. He playfully wiggled his fingers across each of her sensitive arches, and watched her try to pull her legs away, feasting on the way her toes wiggled when he did so. Slowly, he leaned close to her voluptuous, bare left foot, with its tender sole, perfect shape, and perfect toes merely adding to the beauty. Growing aroused, he took her velvety feet into both hands and sniffed each, luxuriating in the magnificent yet subtle scent they emitted. Jackie winced when he slid his tongue up and down her ticklish, exquisite arches and heels, then gobbled up her toes and nibbled gently on them. The tip of his tongue began to lightly stroke the center of the arch, causing her foot to twitch at the sensation. He moved the tip in a circle around the soft, tender globe of her heel. She spread her toes as he moved from the heel up along the sole, then held her big toe and the toe next to it apart as he darted his tongue between them. She jerked again as a result of the tickling. He repeated the slow, agonizing tongue tickling upon her other foot, savoring the taste and the feel of her body jerking as he did so. He gobbled up each of the savory little toes, relishing each moment that he ran his tongue across and between each delectable morsel; indulging in the feeling of them in his mouth, the tantalizing piquancy and sweet, pungent aroma. Eventually, he set her feet down and produced a pair of scissors from his pocket. With them, he made a small incision in her pant leg, and slid the sharp blade up along the jean fabric, effortlessly cutting the thin material. He was careful upon reaching her butt-he took extra special precautions not to poke the tender flesh or cut the flimsy underwear. She shivered lightly when the backs of her legs became exposed after he discarded the severed jeans. He allowed each of his pointer fingers to lightly scrape each of her delicate heels, then placed his hands palm-down on each of her ankles and wrapped his fingers around her slender, bronze legs. His hands gingerly caressed the baby-soft skin, massaging and kneading, slowly stroking her calves back and forth from heel to the back of her knee. He gazed in admiration at her smooth, rounded buttocks, protected only by the thin, almost translucent pink material. Jackie's ass muscles tightened as he began to gently stroke and mold the soft, malleable flesh, her kidnapper delighting in the feel of the frail underwear against the firm orbs. After a moment, he moved to her torso and gently rolled her over so she was facing the ceiling. Jackie could make out a vague source of light hanging from the ceiling above her through the black cloth, probably a fluorescent light. Her arms, bound fast behind her back, caused her breasts to be strained against her chest. Once again, the scissors severed her clothing at a leisurely pace, this time slicing through the thin t-shirt just below her belly button. It cleaved the soft fabric in a clean, straight line. Jackie suddenly felt very exposed as he cut through the collar and the front of the divided t-shirt fell to either side of her slim tummy. Kevin lay down on her legs so his head was resting on her stomach. He lost himself in the feel of her rhythmic breathing and body heat. He nuzzled the firm yet soft skin, gingerly kissing her petite belly button and occasionally swirling his tongue along its lovely creases. He continued nuzzling her skin while sliding his head up between her breasts, the torn shirt slowly slipping further off the front of her. It wasn't long until Kevin was lying completely on top of her, the weight of his body pressing completely upon her. She was repulsed to feel his stiff bulge through his pants, pressed against her narrow slit. He suddenly loosened the cord around her neck and pulled the bag off her head. Jackie squinted, trying to hide her eyes from the oppressive glow of the overhead fluorescent lights that blinded her due to the sudden sharp contrast between the inside of the dark bag to the bright light. Kevin leaned close to her face, only about an inch of space between them. He casually stroked her hair while staring into her fearful yet innocent brown eyes. She didn't break eye contact, nor did she blink, afraid of what he would do next. Her face was bathed in a light sheen of sweat. Kevin gently grabbed the edge of her duct tape gag and quickly yanked it off her face. Jackie yelped and began inhaling deeply. When she had caught her breath, she looked at him. "Please...don't hurt me." Kevin, still silent, put both of his icy hands on her slim neck and wrapped his fingers around it as far as they could reach. Jackie was momentarily afraid that he was going to strangle her. However, he lifted up her head and, much to Jackie's dismay, kissed her deeply. Her eyes grew wide as he forced his tongue between her luscious lips and swirled it around in her mouth, exploring everywhere. Jackie's head was sandwiched tightly between Kevin's and the bed, prohibiting her from pulling away, and she cried out numerous times, though it came out muffled and inaudible. After a few seconds, Kevin withdrew and Jackie looked away from him. He stroked her neck, then ran his palms down her shoulders, to either side of her tummy. Very lightly, he wiggled his fingers against the tender flesh, causing Jackie to release a string of harmonious giggles. "No... please, don't." However, her pleas fell on deaf ears. He wiggled his fingers against her again, harder and longer this time. Jackie began to squirm and writhe, though her attempts to escape the relentless tribulation were in vain. It wasn't too long before she began bucking wildly, but Kevin's weight was still atop her. Jackie could only flutter her feet back and forth, and spread and wiggle her toes around. The sensation was torturous-her bare torso being tickled relentlessly, but due to her wrists bound behind her back and Kevin's weight atop her, she was unable to do anything but lie there. Kevin, upon reaching temporary satisfaction, rolled off her and stood beside the table as she caught her breath. She looked up at him with those innocent eyes, but he ignored them. "Why are you doing this?" Kevin was still silent as he rested his palm on her sensitive tummy. He rubbed the smooth skin in broad circles, absorbing the light heat it radiated. "I'm really scared. Please...just lemme go...please..." Jackie was crying softly now, but she was still ignored. He reached beneath her body, searching for the thin strap of the bra. Her breasts, still strained upward due to her position, became fully exposed as he unfastened the strap and the bra slid off. Jackie shut her eyes as tightly as she could and moaned in dismay, and then whimpered softly as he gazed upon her cleavage with carnality. They were smooth and milky white, with two thick pink bumps on each that began erecting in the cool air they were suddenly exposed to. He cupped his hands over her heaving tits, gently caressing and rubbing the large breasts, and then tugged lightly on her right nipple, then her left. She moaned softly at the sensation, the placid massaging of the small, vulnerable lump. He suddenly took each nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched them painfully, causing Jackie to yelp in agony. She sobbed a couple times, and after a couple seconds, he twisted each one maliciously, causing her to cry harder. Kevin's curiosity overcame him, cupped his hands over each breast and squeezed tightly, the feel of her firm titties reinforcing his feeling of control. After relaxing his relentless grip a small amount, he put one hand on each breast and squeezed a bit harder, this time twisting and rolling the malleable and exposed tits around her chest. Jackie once again wailed in humiliation. Her tender, sore, bullied breasts felt as though they'd been torn apart. Jackie, so lost in thought about the savage abuse of her soft tits, barely took notice of Kevin gently rolling her onto her stomach. He balanced himself with one knee on the side of the bed as he slithered his fingers under the tight band of her underwear. Jackie pressed her cheeks together as he wormed his finger around the deep cleft of her anus, denying him access. Kevin withdrew his hand and slowly began ripping the soft material protecting her ass. She pressed her head into the pillow and squealed in protest as he yanked upward and removed the undergarment altogether, wishing she could be anywhere else but here. Kevin rested the palms of both hands on the back of her tense shoulders and gently kneaded them for a couple minutes, feeling her muscles relax at the benevolent massaging. Her bare legs and smooth, rounded ass were now denounced to his sadistic pleasures. He then proceeded to run his hand down her newly bared spine again, lightly grazing the skin, stopping to plant both hands on her ass, luxuriating in the feel of her smooth, pale globes. He loved the sight of her cheeks outlined by her nicely tanned thighs. He climbed up on the bed and sat down on the backs of her knees, facing the newly bared buttocks, and admired the sight before him. Jackie tried to press her cheeks together as he began once again running his finger up and down the tight valley, but now he simply pulled them apart effortlessly with the other hand and continued. The gentle stroking with his middle finger eventually turned to sadistic scraping with all his fingers on each of the tender orbs. Her ass muscles tightened at the teasing stimulation against her skin. Jackie began to bend and twist her torso as his fingers wiggled faster and faster, soon scribbling furiously and uncompromisingly against the ticklish flesh. She kicked her feet against the bed and bucked, Kevin's weight on her knees enough to keep her from moving too far away. Several minutes later, while Jackie once again caught her breath, Kevin slapped each cheek reasonably forcefully a few times, all of which resulted in a sharp crack, turning the milky flesh a light pink color. He leaned down and kissed each of the baby-soft cheeks, then squeezed each of them with his relentless claw-like hands and began squeezing and mauling the delicate spheres. Jackie moaned in alarm a few times, but was usually silent. When he left her ass and began to slither his fingers down her legs, her butt was a rosy color. Upon arriving at her feet, he repositioned himself so he was sitting on her ankles and took a moment to treasure the sight. This was one of his favorite things to see-her angelic feet pressed against the bed, the exquisite soles facing up and gorgeously wrinkled. He couldn't help but spider his fingers across each of her sensitive arches, fluttering his fingers across the creases of her soft soles in a manner that caused her toes to spread and wiggle, then turned his body around so he was facing the rest of her. She was still motionless and silent as he leaned forward and stroked the tender flesh of the backs of her knees. However, she was quite a bit more active as the stroking turned to tickling. Jackie began to buck, trying to pull her legs out from under him, but his weight was too much. Kevin wiggled his merciless fingers against her helpless knees even harder, feasting on her harmonious laughs and giggles. He withdrew a few minutes later, letting Jackie catch her breath while he climbed off her tormented legs and moved to the head of the bed. Kevin had previously tied a rope to each leg of the bed, each with an adjustable loop on the end. He kneeled down, grabbed the loop of the rope, placed it on the bed, and then repeated with the other one. Jackie watched quietly and nervously as he fished a knife from a small drawer by the bed. Nervousness soon turned to mortification as she pieced together his plans, though she was helpless to do anything about it. After kneeling on the bed with her body between his knees, he sliced the duct tape binding her hands together and quickly grabbed each wrist roughly. He flipped her back onto her back, Jackie only offering minimal resistance. He was far too strong for her, and held her down with ease. He pulled her slim wrist under his knee, then fed her other wrist through the loop in the rope and tightened it. The process was repeated with the other one. With her arms now pulled taut to the two corners of the bed, Jackie attempted one final plea with her kidnapper. "Please...just let me go...I don't know you, I won't tell anyone, I swear...!" She burst into tears as he stuffed a red ball-gag into her mouth and lifted her head up by her hair while he secured it. She was terrified and sweating profusely, certain that he was going to assault her before not-too-long. Through tear-blurred eyes, she watched him move to her feet, noticing that he wasn't gazing her soles, but her pussy. He revealed two more ropes at the corners at the foot of the bed, each with loops at the ends. However, as he peeled the last of the tape off her ankles, Jackie began screaming and held her legs tightly together. Her shrieks turned to moans of protest, muffled pleas that were bridled by the gag. She began kicking as Kevin forced her legs apart, displaying the exquisite cleft of her smooth, elegant vagina. After a bit of a struggle, he pushed her foot through the loop and slid it around her ankle. Securing her other ankle was quite easier-he simply pulled her leg into position, sat on her knee, and tightened the loop around her ankle. Kevin stepped back to take in the delectable image-Jackie's soft bare feet tied individually at each corner of the bed; her long, slender legs straight out from her body; the fresh, young, pussy exposed to his cruel intentions; her supple tummy and petite belly button pulled tight by her position; her plump tits still pink from his earlier abuse and nipples crinkled with fear and arousal from the abuse. Jackie's pretty face was stained with tears, her mouth held open by the rubber red gag he'd stuffed in. She pulled from side to side, yanking against her ropes in hopes of escaping, but to no avail. His lust was at its peak now and he decided to release his stiff cock from its confinement, though he maintained his professional disposition, slowly discarding each item of clothing, ending with his boxers. Kevin chose to taunt the suffering girl a bit before jumping in on her. With his middle and pointed finger, he slid his finger down from her belly button, worming it through her short pubic hair, and gently stroked the soft crease between her legs. Jackie moaned in dismay at the unwelcome touch against her sensitive flesh, though was helpless to do anything. He examined her fresh young pussy, spreading it wide to explore with his dry, unwelcome fingers. He ran his middle finger up and down the lovely crease of her elegant young vagina, feeling it slowly become saturated as he gently caressed her delicate, moist lips. He occasionally entered her, indulging in the sound of her objections, which came out in muffled, inaudible moans. He climbed on top of her, with her stomach between his legs, and gazed at her tits again, this time with a bit more lust. After handling her now somewhat tender breasts to his content, he pulled each one apart and placed his rock-solid cock between them. Much to Jackie's dismay, he began rolling the thick cleavage around his dripping shaft, while moaning softly. It didn't take long before he began really abusing her delicate breasts-the closer he came to climax; the harder he twisted her hapless tits around his dick. The only bright side was that he didn't masturbate between them for too long, and released them before reaching climax. He coaxed the pre-cum out of his cock and let it dribble down the now bright red cleavage, and Jackie could only watch the unwelcome male fluid trickle down her ravished breasts. Though the savage mistreatment of Jackie's tits only served to ignite Kevin's lust. He crawled between her legs, positioned himself, and slid his dick into the narrow slit. Jackie moaned in misery and shame as he thrust in and out of her virgin vagina. He stopped for a moment to lower his body fully upon her, placing his head on her breasts and wrapping his hands around her body, planting them on her ass. He continued pounding into her cunt while at the same time squeezing and crushing her ass and gently biting and licking her nipples. Jackie still struggled, hoping to somehow save herself from this degradation. As she struggled, Kevin held her body even more tightly to his, her writhing furthering his arousement and bettering the forced sex. It was only a few seconds before he squeezed her buttocks as hard as he could, then pressed her waist into his and began to spasm. Jackie cried out as he pushed his cock as hard and far as he could into her and pumped thick jets of semen into her, draining himself into her abused body. He let his body relax all at once-his chest fell upon hers, he lay his head on her soft neck, and his cock softened and was slowly withdrawn from her. She was sobbing softly as he sat up a moment later and let his hands roam freely across her body. He wasn't finished with Jackie yet.
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