Chapter two – The escape

 

“Drive around the back and pull into the garage there.  Don’t move until you are told.” She drove around the back and parked the car in an old garage filled with rusty farm implements and old boxes.  She could feel her heart beating faster as she waited to be allowed to leave the car.  All the time she was driving she knew she was necessary to their plans but now they were at their final destination, she began to worry that they would not need her around any more. When the door was opened, she jumped, her mind on other things.  She could see it was the younger brother who had his hand out for her to take. 

 

“Come on love, I know you are scared but you can’t stay in the car all day.  I don’t know about you but I am feeling rather hungry.”  At his words, she looked up, seeing something like concern on his face. She tentatively put her hand in his, surprised at this touch of manners in such a strange situation. 

 

Tom sensed her hesitation, not surprising due to her situation.  He had watched her while she had driven, seeing the fear she tried to keep hidden, in her eyes. He knew she had to be wondering what would happen now, and he had to admit that he didn’t even now the answer to that one himself.  They had never had a reason to have a hostage before and he didn’t know what Nick had in mind.  He helped her to stand and led her to the back of the car, stopping her there before he took her into the house. 

 

Jill let herself be helped from the car and was just beginning to think that he would not hurt her, when he turned her to stop at the back of the car.  He had not been rough, but she still sensed the strength he could use if needed.  Looking up at him, she tried to read in his face what his intention might be.

 

Tom could see that he had scared her by stopping her so suddenly and cursed himself.  He only wanted to reassure her that he would not harm her, but had already made her scared of him. 

 

“What is your name, dear?”

 

“J-Jill.”  He could hear the nervousness in her voice and stepped back a little to give her some more personal space, however he still held her hand in his. 

 

“Jill, I know you are scared and I am sure I would be too if I were in your shoes.  I just want to let you know that you have nothing to be scared of from me.  However, you will need to be careful around my brother.  He is not a bad man, but you don’t want to make him mad.” 

 

He could see her eyes widen at his comment, sorry that he had to scare her even more, but he knew that he had to warn her about Nick. 

 

“What is going to happen to me? Will you let me go?” 

 

“I really don’t know, we don’t usually take hostages and I don’t know what my brother has in mind yet.”

 

 He could see her taking in what he was saying, as her face grew pale.   He had just let go of her hand to stroke her face when she got away from him.  Before he knew what was happening, she had grabbed an old pitchfork and was holding it up in front of her.

 

Jill didn’t know how she had done it, but one minute he was telling her that he didn’t know what would happen to her and the next she was holding the pitchfork.  She had noticed it along with the other rusty tools as she drove in but never thought she would have it in her hands so soon.  The look of shock on the man’s face would have made her laugh in other circumstances. She had no idea what she would do now, but thought that if she could get the keys she could take the car and escape. 

 

Please, I don’t want to hurt you. Please just give me the keys and I’ll go. I won’t even tell anyone about this. Please.” She could see him considering what to do and thought she had won when he moved his hand to his pocket.  Unfortunately, she didn’t know he had a gun and instead of him getting her keys, he levelled the gun at her. 

 

“Now Jill, I really don’t want to use this but unless you put down the pitchfork, I will be forced to shoot you. I have heard that even a simple graze can be very painful.”  Tom saw her freeze, not knowing what to do.  He didn’t want to shoot her but had hoped that he could bluff her into putting down the fork. He knew that if Nick was here, he would have used the gun already.  He was just about to give her one more warning when he saw Nick come running out of the house.

 

‘What the fuck is going on here?” Nick yelled as he stormed down the yard. The sound of his voice startled Jill, making her drop the fork and run.  She had no idea where she was going and could hear footsteps behind her. Bracing herself for the pain of a gunshot, she was not prepared for the feeling of her feet being pulled out from under her in what had to be a perfect tackle. Her breath knocked out of her by the fall, she could not stop him from flipping her onto her back.  She hardly had time to see his hand fly up before she felt a stinging blow to one side of her face. Her other cheek received the same treatment before she felt her hands gathered up together above her head.  She looked up at the man through her tears, not liking the anger she could see in his eyes.

 

“What the fuck did you think you were doing, bitch?  I had almost decided to let you go but now you have pissed me off. That is not a good thing, believe me.”  Jill felt the grip on her hands tighten as he took both her wrists in one of his big hands. When he reached inside his jacket, she was sure he was reaching for his gun. Closing her eyes, she again braced herself for the anticipated pain, but a new pain in her wrists forced her to open her eyes again.  When she looked up, she could see he was tying her hands with a piece of rope, firmly binding them together. She was then jerked to her feet, his hands holding the end of the rope like a leash.

 

“That was a really stupid thing to do. We will have to keep a good watch on you while we decide what to do with you. Kid, you get her groceries out of the car.” 

 

Jill was pulled into the house, finding herself having to run a bit to keep up with his big strides.  She watched his back as he pulled her along, seeing the muscles working with each step.  She felt foolish for having tried to get away, but at the time she was going on instinct.  She had no time to check out her surroundings before being pulled into a kitchen and then into a lounge area.  He stopped in the middle of the room and pushed her back into an old lounge, the springs creaking under her. 

 

"Don’t even think about moving,” he warned her as he went into the room nearby.  Jill could hear her grocery bags being put down on the table in the kitchen and knew she would not have any chance of getting away.  She also knew that she could push him to use his gun if she tried anything again, so just remained where she was.  Looking around the room, she was aware the furniture was old, the room having an unlived in look.  Obviously the two brothers had not lived here for long. 

 

The sound of footsteps returning to the room made her look up to see the older brother returning with a number of ropes and something else that she couldn’t quite make out in his hand. She shivered as he reached out and gripped her hair, twisting her head to look up at him.

 

“Good to see that you have found your senses again, however it won’t stop me from securing you.  Fight me and you will just make me bind you tighter. Understand bitch?” With that, he pulled on the rope tying her hands and pulled her back up to her feet.  “First, though, I think you have too many clothes on.  I am going to untie your hands and you are going to take off your jeans and your shirt.  Behave, and I will allow you to keep your underwear on for now.”

Jill didn’t like the way he had said ‘for now’, but moved quickly to remove her outer clothes, as soon as he had released her hands.  She stood, feeling embarrassed to be standing in front of two strange men in her underwear. The younger brother had finished in the kitchen and was leaning against the frame of the door.  He again had a slightly concerned look on his face, even though she could clearly see the outline of his cock bulging in his jeans. 

 

“Put your hands behind you back, wrists facing up.”  Jill was ordered, and when she did so, she felt her hands being tied firmly behind her back.  She gasped as she felt her bounds being tightened, the pull on her arms making her breasts poke out.  She wanted to cover herself, but couldn’t.  She felt him tie the end of the rope around her hips, effectively holding her hands down onto her bottom.  He then pushed her back down onto an old armchair, the springs also creaking.   Her legs were pushed up onto the edge of the seat, while he tied her ankles to her thighs. He then pulled the end of each rope over the arm of each chair, securing the rope to something she couldn’t see on the floor.  By the time he was done, she found that she was unable to close her legs.  Jill felt even more embarrassed than she had a moment ago, knowing that her most private parts were on show, even if she still had her underpants on. 

 

Nick stood back and looked at Jill. He had not really intended to take things this far, but she had made him so angry that he had acted without thinking. He could see her blush at the way he had exposed her, and knew she wouldn’t like the last part of her bondage.  He had messed around with bondage a bit and had brought some of his stuff with him, thinking he may get to use them again one day. He couldn’t wait to see her reaction to the gag, it being one of things about bondage that turned him on the most.  He just loved the look in a girl’s eyes and as all the other woman had been consenting, he was eager to see the difference. 

 

“Jill, I don’t think you are going to like this very much, but I told you that you would be sorry if you pissed me off.”

 

 He saw her look confused as she tried to work out what he was holding and then when she realised what it was, her eyes grew wide and she began to beg.

 

“Please don’t use that. I will be good, I promise.”

 

Jill had never seen one before but thought what he held in his hand was called a ball gag.  She tried to back away, but soon just hit the back of the seat. “Please,” she hated to sound so desperate, but the thought of wearing that thing just scared her so much. The man just grabbed her cheeks until he had her mouth open and pushed the ball into her mouth.  She struggled with her tongue to push it out, but he was too strong and she felt her jaws spreading as he popped the ball behind her teeth.  He then just pushed her head down as he tightened the straps, making the ball go in even further into her mouth.  When he had pulled her head back up, her jaw was aching and she felt like her cheeks were being split in two. 

 

Nick stood back, the look on her face surpassing anything he could have imagined.  She had tears running down her face and was moaning loudly.  “Now Jill, I know I have made the gag tight, but you need to learn to do as you are told. Now, if you sit quietly while I do some things, I promise I will come back and loosen it. If you continue to make a fuss, it will stay there all night if necessary.” 

 

Jill forced herself to breath deeply and calm down, not wanting to keep the gag in for any longer than she had to. She did not like the look on his face, it was almost as if he liked to see her this way. 

 

“Good girl Jill, I can see you’re trying.  If you can keep this up, I will help make you feel better in a little while. For now, though, I have some money to count.”  Jill watched him head off to the kitchen, turning on the TV as he left the room.  She caught sight of the other brother still standing in the doorway; the same concerned look on his face.  She wondered if he would be the one to help her escape, though right now she knew she was not going anywhere.

 

Tom had watched while Nick had tied Jill to the chair. He wasn’t sure he liked what his brother was doing, but his cock certainly did.  He had never seen a woman look so vulnerable before, the way she was exposed and look in her eyes as Nick had put the gag in something he had never seen before.  He had known that Nick had played around with bondage but had never seen him in action. He went to check that Jill was ok before he helped Nick with the money.

 

Jill had seen the younger brother watching her and squirmed nervously in her binds as he walked towards her.  She hated being seen this way and wanted to be anywhere else but here.  When he reached out to stroke her hair, she leaned back until her head was resting on the back of the seat.

 

“Shhh Jill, It is ok.  I just wanted to make sure you could breath alright.  Nod if you can?” 

 

Jill nodded; the gag was tight and it was making her drool, but she could still breath. She liked the way he was stroking her hair, feeling some comfort in what was becoming a very uncomfortable situation. She tried to talk to him, to beg him to take it out, but knew he would not be able to understand her. 

 

Tom could tell she wanted him to remove the gag, but knew she would have to wait for Nick to do that. 

 

“Sorry love, I know you want the gag out, but it has to stay there. I will try to check on you to make sure you are still ok, but I can’t take it out.”

 

The look in her eyes was almost too much for him to bear and he stood up to help his brother, leaving her softly crying.

 

Chapter Three – Humiliation

 

Tom went into the kitchen where Nick had already started to count the money from his bag.  His brother gave him a look as he picked up his own bag, but didn’t say anything until they had finished counting.

 

“I got $8 540, how about you?”

 

“Almost $12 000.  Not bad for five minutes work.”  The two men talked about the job and about getting new wigs before the next job, until Tom finally asked Nick about Jill.

 

“Nick, we have been avoiding talking about what we really need to discuss.  What are we going to do with Jill?”  Tom watched Nick as he lit a cigarette, knowing that he did that when he was stalling. 

 

“I don’t know, to be honest with you.  I hadn’t really had time to think about that until we were on the road and then it was too late. Then when she tried to escape and I had an excuse to use some of my bondage on her, I realised how much I had missed it.  I am thinking that I might keep her here with us for a while and see how things go.”

 

“What, just keep her here, just like that!  Won’t she have people looking for her?”

 

“Well, we can’t just let her go and hope she won’t tell anyone where we are, and unless you want to be the one to pull the trigger, then we don’t have many options left.” 

 

Tom knew he was right.  He had no worries about robbing banks, especially as they had never had to hurt anyone, but he knew he could never kill anybody. He thought back to earlier when he had threatened her with the gun, knowing he would have found it hard to even wound her slightly. 

 

“Ok, Ok, I am not a killer, but I not sure I want to be responsible for keeping someone against their will either. She just looks so scared in there.”

 

“Oh yes, but that is the best part.  I just love it when they look up at you with those big eyes, pleading with you to let them go. I nearly lost it back there when I put that gag in.  Speaking of gags, I did promise that I would loosen it a bit when we were done. See, I am not all bad, I just know what I like.”

 

Jill had begun to think that he would never return and loosen the gag.  She thought her jaw was never going to be the same again it was hurting so much.  She had managed to stop crying a while ago, realising it was only making it harder to breath. Despite what she had said earlier, she was having trouble with her breathing.  By the time the two men entered the room, she was having to take shallow breaths and her chin and breasts were covered with drool. 

 

Nick could not believe the sight before him, Jill’s drool had worked to make her bra almost transparent, her breasts rising and falling with her breathes.  He saw her look up, pleading with him, as he approached her and almost came in his pants at how she looked.

 

“Jill, love, you look so beautiful, but a promise is a promise. Now, I know I said that I would loosen your gag, but I really want to find out more about you, but if you piss me off again, it goes back on, understand?”

Jill nodded, hoping he meant what she thought he did. When he undid the straps and pulled the ball from her mouth, she could only gasp.  She felt the pain in her jaw as she worked her mouth, thinking it would never feel the same again.  She hoped he would now remove her from the rest of her binds but he went to sit down on the couch instead.  She could see the younger brother standing in the doorway again but this time she could not read the expression on his face. 

 

“Now Jill, I know you want me to untie you, and I will soon, but I need you to answer some questions for me first. Tell me, is there someone who is waiting for you to come home?”

 

Jill thought about telling him a lie, but  in her current state thought it was not worth the effort.

 

“No, I am house-sitting and don’t know anyone yet. I only moved to the town a few days ago.” 

 

Jill knew she had just told him all he wanted to hear but didn’t have the strength to lie.

 

“Good, now tell us a bit about yourself, what you do, where you come from, that sort of thing.” 

 

Jill went to speak but found her throat wouldn’t work.  She saw the younger man go into the kitchen and come back with a glass of water. She thought water had never tasted so good and was just savouring it, when he leaned down to whisper in her ear. 

 

“Jill, remember what ever happens, I will be here to keep an eye on you.” She didn’t know if that made her feel better or worse. What was going to happen to make her need keeping an eye on? He moved back to his spot by the door, reminding her she had questions to answer. 

 

“I come from a small town that no one has ever heard of.  I am a shop assistant and when my friend asked me to house sit for him, I thought it would be a good change.” 

Jill stopped to consider what a change it was, she would never had thought that she would be abducted by two bank robbers and be tied to a chair. 

 

“So no-one knows you are missing?  That is very interesting.  How old are you?”

 

“ I just turned twenty-three.”

 

“What a great age. Now just a few more questions.  Do you have a boyfriend”

 

Jill wondered whether to lie, but decided it was better to just tell the truth.

 

“I had one, but we broke up a few months ago.”

 

“Have you had sex since then.”

 

“No.”  Jill was starting to feel embarrassed and wondered how many more questions he would ask.

 

“Jill, thank you for being so honest.  Now I am sure you are wondering what is going to happen. First though, I am feeling hungry, how about you?”

 

Jill realised that she was starving, her stomach rumbling in protest.  It had been hours since she had last eaten and that had only been some slices of toast.  She saw him go into the kitchen and heard the sound of drawers being opened and plates being put on the table. She hoped she would be untied to eat, but nothing would surprise her anymore. When she saw the younger brother also go into the kitchen, she decided she wasn’t going to be allowed to eat.  She could hear the two men talking in the kitchen and then the sounds of them eating.  By the time the younger brother returned to the room with a plate of food, she hadn’t been able to keep the tears from running down her face, the feeling of being alone simply overwhelming.

 

“Hey, don’t cry, we didn’t forget you.  Here, I have brought you some food. I hope you like chicken.”  At that point, she didn’t care what it was, so long as she could eat it.  As she was feed the food, she looked at him. His eyes were greyish blue and he had short wavy hair that was almost black. She decided that he didn’t look like a bank robber but rather like a helpful shop clerk or something.  He lifted a glass to her lips, letting her take a big drink of the cool water.  The only trouble was that the water was making her want to go to the toilet, not having been since hours before she had been taken.

 

“Please, I need to go the toilet. Can you please untie me?”

 

Tom wished he could but knew that this was Nick’s call.

 

“Love, you know I can’t do that. Just let me talk to Nick.”

 

“Thank you. Can I ask you something? What is your name?”

 

“My name is Tom.  Just wait and I will see what I can do to help you”

 

Jill watched him go, thinking that at least he could be nice when he wanted to be.  The other man, the one he had called Nick, she was not so sure of. She really didn’t like the look he would get in his eyes sometimes.  When Nick entered the room, she saw that look again but this time it was mixed with something else, like he was mad at her. When he twisted her head back to yell in her face, she knew it was definitely anger.

 

“Bitch, who do you think you are, giving orders. When I want to untie you, I will, not a fucking second before.  Don’t you ever try to get my brother to go against me again.  Now as for taking a piss, if you need to go so badly, then go.  You can always clean the chair tomorrow.”  He let go of her hair, storming back into the kitchen. 

 

Jill was stunned.  She had never had anyone treat her like she was nothing before and she couldn’t stop the tears from rising up again.  She sat and sobbed, feeling like she was all alone.  All the time she was crying, she was fighting the feeling in her bladder.  Suddenly she felt it give way and the feel of piss running onto the seat under her only made her cry even more. 

 

When Tom returned to the room, he couldn’t believe the change in her.  Any hope she had had was gone and what was left was a women who looked like she had lost everything.  He could see the wetness spreading over the seat of the chair and on her panties.  He felt angry, not at her but at Nick for making her humiliate herself in this way.  He saw her look up at him and wondered why she looked so scared, until he realised his anger must be showing.  He bent down in front of her, ignoring the smell, and reached out to touch her cheek. Like before, she flinched away, making him follow her head as it reached the back of the seat.

 

“Jill, I’m so sorry. I had to go out side to get something and he was coming in to see you when I left. I had assumed he would have let you go to the toilet. I really don’t know what else to say.”  He felt ashamed of his brother’s behaviour, tying someone up was one thing, making them piss their pants was another.  He was just deciding what he would say to Nick, when he heard him enter the room.  He saw Jill tense up and stood up to face him.

 

“Well, isn’t that nice, you two want a room or something?. 

 

“Nick, what is this?  I can almost understand you being angry and making her suffer for a while but this is just wrong.  Making a grown women feel like a child just because you are pissed off is just not right. If you don’t untie her now, I will, she has had enough.”

 

Nick remained silent all through his brother’s tirade, his eyes taking in the
look on Jill’s face. 

 

“Are you finished now? Good. Listen to me, little brother, I am in charge here and if I want her to piss her pants, then that is what will happen. Now if you want to challenge me then do it, but if not then fuck off. I have plans for the night.”

 

Tom wanted to challenge him so badly it hurt, but he knew he would never win, especially when Nick was all riled up.  He felt like a little boy again, when Nick would take his toys and ask him to challenge him if he wanted them back.  The only time he had ever taken him on, Nick had beaten the crap out of him and he had never tried again. He had never wanted to take him on again until tonight.

 

“Come on Nick, you know I don’t want to fight you. I just think that there has to be a point where you have to draw the line and this is one of them.  I just want you to let Jill go so she can have a bath or a shower.”

 

Jill listened to the two brothers fighting about her, and couldn’t decide if it was a good thing or not. On one hand, at least she knew that Tom was willing to stand up for her but if he was not able to fight his brother, then it was all just a waste of time. Eventually, she heard Nick agree that he would untie her and let her have a bath, but then she started to worry about what he had said earlier about having plans for the night. She had the awful feeling that those plans involved her.

 

Chapter Four – Nick’s plans

 

Half an hour later, Jill had found out that her feelings were correct. After she had been untied, she had been allowed to have a bath, the warm water feeling wonderful on her sore and tired muscles.  She was grateful that she had been allowed to wash in private, though she had been warned that any attempt to escape would result in her being tied up in more extreme bondage and left to suffer all night.  Even if she had had a plan, she was just too tired to try anything.  After about ten minutes, Nick had come into the bathroom and told her it was time to get out.  She had groaned as she made her leg muscles work, knowing that he would see her body. He gave her a towel to use, his eyes never leaving her body as she dried it.  Embarrassed by his gaze, she had tried to use the towel to cover herself, only to find him snatching it away from her. 

 

“Don’t ever try to hide from me, bitch. You belong to me now and if I want to see your body, I will.”

 

Jill didn’t really understand what he was talking about, but didn’t want to argue with him. When he dragged her into his room and locked the door, she knew what he wanted.  She backed up as he walked towards her, not noticing the bed and falling back onto it.  Before she had the chance to get up, he was on top of her.  She tried to scream, but he was too fast, his hand covering her mouth before any sound could come out. 

 

“Jill, listen to me. I am going to have sex with you but it is up to you how it happens.  Fight me and I will fight back, let me do what I want and I will promise not hurt you, at least not too much.”

 

Jill looked to see if that was a joke, but he wasn’t smiling.  She could feel his cock, hard and long in his pants, as he half lay on her.  Knowing he would win any fight, she relaxed her body under his and tried to nod, hoping he would see this a sign of surrender.  He did, letting his hand leave her mouth and standing to remove his clothing.  She could already tell through his clothes that he was strong but it was only when he removed his shirt that she could see the muscles in his arms and back.  His thighs were no different and framed what she could see was a very big cock.  She began to worry how she would be able to take it all and hoped he would give her time to prepare for him.

 

Nick knew that she was watching him, especially when he exposed his cock to her.  He knew he was big and a few of his girlfriends had even complained that he was too big.  He could see that she was worried about his size and decided that unless she began to fight him again, he would try to help her out a bit by making sure she was wet for him.  She started to back up on the bed but it only one look to make her stay still.

 

Jill saw the look on his face and remembered what she had agreed to and lay still.  She was so scared she was shaking.  He told her to kneel on the bed and once he was in position, he gripped his cock and rubbed it over her face.  Using every ounce of strength she had, she remained still and let him continue.  The moment she was dreading finally came, his cock pushing up against her lips.  She opened her mouth and felt him push in his cock in a one big rush, only stopping when she began to gag.  He pulled out a bit to let her breath and then pushed back in again, this time not stopping when she gagged.  He only stopped when he was buried to the hilt in her throat, his pubic hair tickling her nose.  She couldn’t breath and began to panic, her fists hitting his chest in the vain hope she could make him move away.  His hands in her hair made her stop hitting him and only then did he remove his cock enough to let her take a breath. 

 

“Bitch, I thought you didn’t want me to fight you, but if that is what you want, that is what you will get” 

 

Before she had time to react, he had gripped her by the ears and began to fuck her throat in earnest.  Jill barely had time to think, let alone breathe as he pounded into her, using her face like he would a pussy.  She could only gag and cry, and hope it would be over soon.  The first clue she had that he was about to cum was his expanding to even bigger proportions in her throat and then she was swallowing it.  The first load he was still in her throat so she didn’t have to taste it, but then he pulled out so that his cock was sitting on her tongue, forcing her to taste it on the way down. She was so exhausted and her throat so sore by the time he was finished, that she just wanted to sleep, but he had other plans.

 

Nick had not felt anything so good in a long time as the feel of Jill’s throat around his cock.  He knew that she had not really been fighting him, that he had taken her by a bit by surprise, but he just could not resist the urge to fuck her like he wanted to.  He could see her now, exhaustion beginning to show on her pretty face. 

 

“Jill, that was not smart.  Now I am willing to give you another chance to submit to me, or else I will just have to rape you. You don’t want that, do you?”

 

Jill wasn’t sure if she could even speak, her throat throbbing with pain. When she did try to speak she sounded croaky, like she had a cold.

 

“Please, I will be good. You don’t have to rape me, see.” 

 

Jill lay on her back and spread her legs wide, trying to convince him she was ready if not willing to let him use her.  Nick saw her spread her legs for him and felt his cock harden again.  He was not a teenager any more, but at 26 felt he was still in his prime.  He placed two fingers at the entrance to her pussy, not surprised that she was only a little bit wet.  He worked his fingers in and out, looking at her face the whole time.   She was blushing, the redness rising up from her chest to her face.

 

“No need to blush, I am only rewarding you for your compliance.  I know that I am a lot to take and if you are well lubricated you will find things a bit easier. Though by the feel of this tight pussy, you might still have a hard time at first.”

 

Jill’s blush deepened; not only at what he was doing, but also at the casual way he was talking about sex.  Growing up, sex was never discussed in her home and even with her boyfriend, she had never really talked about it.  Hearing him discuss her body so openly was not something she was used to. Finally she could feel herself getting wetter and an orgasm begin to form, though before she could cum he removed his fingers and replaced them with the head of his cock.  Trying to remain relaxed, Jill took a few deep breaths, which were replaced by moans, the more he pushed inside her.  He was only half way in and she already felt fuller than she had ever done.

 

Nick knew that she would be tight, but didn’t realise how tight until he was in her.  He paused when he was about half way in, hearing her moan in pain.

 

“Honey, I am only half way in yet, you have to take some deep breaths for me now. That’s a girl, almost there now, just a bit more, ah that’s it.  How does it feel to have a real man’s cock in you?”

 

Jill had only just heard what he was saying, the feeling of his cock making it hard to breath.  It was only when he grabbed her chin to make him look at her, that she realised he had been talking to her.

 

“I said, how does it feel to have a real man’s cock in you?”

 

“It feels very big, I have never felt anything like it before.  Please go slow, I am really trying hard to do as you say.”

 

“Sure, I will start slow but you had better hold on when I really hit my stride.  You ain’t never had a ride like the one you are about to get.”

 

Jill didn’t doubt him, and gripped the sheet under her in readiness for him. It didn’t take long until she was almost tearing at the sheets in pain, her body rocking back and forwards on the bed.  He had kept his promise and moved slowly in her for the first three or four thrusts, then when he felt she was getting more used to him, he had begun to speed up.   By the time he was about to cum, he was like a jackhammer, the muscles in his legs rippling with each thrust.  When he was about to cum, he pulled out and shot his load all over her chest and face, causing her to blush yet again.  

 

Jill just lay there as he spurted all over her. She felt dirty and just wanted to have another bath.  He fell down on the bed beside her, breathing deeply as he tried to catch his breath. All the time, he had a hand in her hair, holding her down onto the bed.  After a few minutes, he lent up on one elbow to look at her.  

 

“Wow, I haven’t had pussy that tight since high school. You must have been a good girl all these years. Have you?”

 

Jill couldn’t believe what he was asking her, but knew better than to not answer.

 

“If you mean have I not had much sex, than you would be right.  Please, can I go to the bathroom and wash up?”  She thought how he had made her stay sitting in her own piss and hoped this was not what he had planned for her tonight.  She could see him considering her request and let out a sigh of relief when he agreed.  She went to sit up but was pulled back down by the hand he still had in her hair.

 

“Hold on, you haven’t heard my conditions yet.  If you want to go and clean up, then you will have to do something for me.  If you decide not to go, then you will stay this way until morning.  Now, if you go you will have to wear the gag all night.  What will it be, the bathroom or the gag?”

 

Jill didn’t have to think too hard to know that she could stand his cum all over her all night if she really had to but knew the she could never stand wearing the gag all night.

 

“I will stay her then, I couldn’t cope with wearing that gag all night.” She saw him smile and knew that he had thought she would say that. 

 

“Ok, now we have that sorted you have just one more thing to do before we can both get some sleep.  I need you to clean my cock first.”  He could see her confused look, glancing in the direction of the bathroom.  “I didn’t say you had to go to the bathroom to clean my cock, just use your mouth.” He loved the shocked look on her face, loving the way her eyes were as big as saucers.

 

“You can’t be serious, just let me get a wet cloth. I won’t use it to clean myself, promise.”

 

“Ok then, I will get the gag ready while you are gone.”

 

“No! Ok you win.”

 

Jill bent down to clean his cock, now curled up against his thigh.   She knew she was tasting herself mixed with his cum, but tried not to think about that as she did the job. When she was finished, she lay back and looked up at the ceiling, not wanting to look at him. He pulled her around, making her face him.

 

“Jill, I know I have pushed you hard tonight, but you have done very well.  I can see that you have real potential and I intend to keep you here with me for a while. Good night and try to get some sleep as I have a big day planned for us tomorrow.”

 

He turned of the light and rolled her onto her side, placing one arm across her breasts and the other around her waist. She could feel his cock resting against her leg as she tried to get some sleep. Despite being exhausted, she could not get what he had said out of her mind. She didn’t know what he meant by her having real potential but knew it was not good.  At least it didn’t sound like he was going to kill her but she was not sure she wanted too many days like she’d had today. She finally got to sleep a few hours later, though it was a troubled one full of dreams of guns and violence. 

 

Beside her Nick had woken a few times, aware of her restlessness.  He knew that she would be thinking about what he had said. He had never held a woman against her will before, never even thought about it, but he was starting to feel excited. He thought back on what he had heard and read about training women to be a slave. He would have to look up a few web sites and get some ideas, but he knew enough to know that one important element to training was the mental one, and he knew he already had a head start on that one.  He could hardly wait to begin, but for now it was sleep time.

 

Chapter Five – Breakfast

 

Jill tried to hide her embarrassment at wearing only a small, frilly apron to prepare the breakfast.  Nick had woken her, used her body again and finally let her clean off his cum that had dried on her breast during the night.  She hadn’t found his cock any easier to handle and her pussy was quite sore.  She knew that she was still red and swollen, but tried hard not to think about it too much.  The sound of the two men entering the room made her freeze, all thought of being able to ignore her current situation gone.  She knew that they would be getting a good view of her bottom, hidden only slightly by the bow on the apron.  The way they had both stopped speaking as they entered the room, told her they were looking at her.

 

Tom could not believe his eyes as he saw Jill wearing only the frilly apron.  He wondered where Nick had found it, but soon found himself forgetting about the apron as he looked at her body.  He knew he should look away, but the sight of her firm ass just made him hard.  He had heard Nick using her the night before and as much as he wanted to help her, he also found part of him wanted to fuck her too.  He had never taken a woman against her will but he hoped that she would willingly let him have sex with her while she was here.  He knew that could be very unlikely, but was determined that he would not take her unless she was willing.

 

“Tom, we can take a photo if you like.”

 

Tom heard his brother’s comment and looked away, not only embarrassed for himself but for Jill as well.  He saw Nick move over to her and give her slap on her bottom, as he leant down to talk to her. 

 

“How is the breakfast going? I don’t have all day you know. By the way, I love the way your ass looks in this apron, lucky thing the last owners left a few things behind, wasn’t it?” 

 

Jill did not think he expected an answer, so just continued stirring the eggs.  She wanted to get the food made so she could turn around and hide her bottom from view.  Not that the front view was much better, the apron barely covering her chest and not quite coming to the bottom of her pussy but at least she would feel more covered.  She had heard his comment to tom and knew that he too had been looking at her. She heard Tom cough behind her, and could tell that he was uncomfortable too.

 

“Nick, it is going to be a while, maybe I’ll just go and do something outside until you call me.”  He just wasn’t comfortable with seeing Nick with Jill. 

 

“No, it is almost ready, isn’t it Jill.  See, she has the eggs ready and I can see the toast about to pop.”

 

Tom sat down at the table, feeling like he should be doing something, but not wanting to get in Jill’s way.  As she placed the food on the table, he could see that she was avoiding looking at him.  Nick sat down and Jill just stood waiting by the table.  He wanted to tell her to sit down, but knew that Nick was the one in charge. 

 

“This looks great, better then I could have done. Now how about a cuppa?”

 

“Ok, tea or coffee?”

 

“I feel like a cup of tea, what about you Tom? 

 

“Yeah, whatever.”

 

Jill was pleased to have something to do, rather then just standing there with them both looking at her.  Although she could tell that Tom was trying not to look, she had seen him glance up at her once or twice. 

 

“Well, little brother, what do you think of our maid?  Not bad, hey?”

 

“What? Oh yeah, the food looks great.  Where did the apron come from?”

 

“Fuck the apron Tom, I wasn’t asking you about the food or the apron, but he body in the apron.  What do you think of her body, pretty good hey?”

 

“Come on Nick, you know I like her body but you don’t have to embarrass her any more than she already is.”

 

Tom had lowered his voice, but in such a small space, he knew Jill would have heard him.  She was just pouring boiling water into a teapot, having already placed some cups, sugar and milk on the table.  He saw her shake as she carried the pot and couldn’t help standing up and taking the it from her. He could see the smirk on Nick’s face but just ignored it as he placed the pot on the table.

 

“Well, what a gentleman you are. Who would have thought we were both raised in the same house?”

 

Nick could see Jill moving from foot to foot, her eyes down. He thought he could see some tears, but wasn’t sure.

 

“Hey love, come here and sit down. You must be tired after all that cooking.”

 

He saw her look at the empty chair on the other side of the table and shook his head at her, pointing to his lap.   Hesitating for just a moment, she moved and sat gingerly on his lap. He could feel her ass cheeks against his thigh, her body shaking slightly as she perched on his knee.  However, it was when he reached down and stroked a finger along her slit; that she really began to shake.

 

‘What’s wrong honey, still a bit sore there are you?” 

 

Jill just wanted to curl and die, but all she could do was sit there and let him touch her.  Gratefully, he removed his finger and began to eat, feeding her some eggs while she sat there.  Across the table, Tom was trying hard not to look at her, his eyes down on his plate. However, she could him peek at look every so often.  Tom suddenly standing up, causing her to fall in a heap on the floor startled her. Even more startling to her, was the way he just told her to clean up and meet him in the lounge room when she was done.

 

 

Chapter Six – A Helping Hand

 

Feeling like an rag that had just been tossed on the floor, Jill could feel her tears start again.  She wondered what would happen if she just stayed there, if he would eventually get tired of waiting for her and come in and get her.  The sound of a chair scraping on the floor reminded her that she was not alone.  Suddenly being aware of how she must look, she was just moving her hand to cover herself when saw Tom’s shoes moving towards her. When he reached down a hand to her, she hesitated for a moment, before swallowing her shame and letting him help her up.

 

Tom could not believe the way Nick had just treated Jill.  He was starting to wonder if he even knew his brother at all, having never seen him act this way.  When he looked at Jill lying on the floor, her apron flipped back, giving him a clear view of her pussy.  He could see that she was starting to cry and saw her move to cover herself when he moved his chair to stand up.  He thought he had never seen anyone look so pitiful then how she looked at that moment.  He reached down his hand to help her, hoping she would let him, though she would not blame her if she didn’t want his help.  He certainly hadn’t been much help to her so far. 

 

Jill took the hand offered to her, allowing herself to be stood up.  The shame of the incident was too much and she turned so that she would not have to see Tom’s face.  A gentle but firm touch on her shoulder made her turn back to him.  As he turned her around to him, she kept her head down.  Placing a hand on her chin, he lifted her head so she no choice but to look at him. 

 

“Jill, are you OK?  I don’t know what has got into Nick, I have never seem his act this way.”

When Jill could see that he was not going to leave her be, she sighed.

 

“To be honest Tom, I am far from OK.  I have been abducted, tied up, humiliated, made to do things I didn’t want to do and to top it off, treated like a dishrag.  So I am definitely not OK!” 

 

Jill could not believe what she had just said, but she was sick of being treating like nothing.  She hoped that Nick had not heard her outburst.

 

“Oh God Jill, I don’t know what to say.  Of course you are not OK. Come on, sit down for a moment.”

 

Tom led Jill to sit in one of the kitchen chairs, pleased that she wasn’t fighting him.  Once she was seated, he poured her a cup of tea, lifting the cup to her lips so she could drink it.  After a few sips, she took the cup from his hand and began to drink the tea herself.  He could see some colour come back to her cheeks and her tears had stopped.

 

“Jill, look at me. I know I haven’t done much to help you so far, I certainly wasn’t any help last night, but I will try my best.”

 

Jill looked at him, disbelief on her face.

 

“Tom, you don’t know how much you have helped me.  If you weren’t here to pick me up and just let me know you care, then I would be in far worse shape then I am now.  I didn’t mean to yell at you just then, I was just so angry all of a sudden.”

 

It was Tom’s turn to look at her with disbelief. 

 

“How can you say that, when I could hear you crying last night when you were with Nick?  I just felt so useless, though I did want to help you.” 

 

Jill dropped her head in shame at the thought of what had happened the night before.

 

“Tom, don’t. It happened and I dare say it will happen again.  Unless you can make him stop, then just be here when I need you, even if it is just to pick me up of the floor. Now, I had better get this kitchen cleaned up before Nick comes looking for me.”

 

Tom could see that she was just putting on a brave face, but if that was what she felt she had to do to survive, then he would not be the one to stop her. He left her cleaning up the kitchen, her ass swaying as she washed the dishes.  He wondered how long he would be able to live in the same house and not give into his urges to feel her under him.  He didn’t know how but he knew he would try.

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Chapter Eight – Separate lives

 

Tom woke with his head pounding and no memory of anything past drinking with his brother.  His mouth felt like someone animal had curled up and died in there and his hand was sore where he had hit his brother.  He thought he could hear a noise and wondered if there was a bird outside his window or something.  He felt something move on the bed beside him as the same time he became aware of something soft under his hand.  He moved his hand, hearing the same sound as before but this time it was louder.  Trying to work out what it was, he moved his hand around, feeling what felt like a nipple under his fingers. 

 

Tom suddenly opened his eyes, his mind finally realising what he was feeling.  What he saw made him jump up of the bed in shock, his mind trying to work out why Jill was here in his room.  He was even more concerned about why she was looking at him the way she was.  If he didn’t know better, he would say she was scared of him. He looked around to find his glass of water; his movements making her crawl back on the bed and look at him like a rabbit caught in the headlights.

 

Jill’s heart was beating a million miles an hour as Tom stood looking at her. She knew that logically she had no reason to fear him now, as he was no longer drunk, but she was not feeling very logical. He had really hurt her and she wasn’t sure that he wouldn’t again.  When he moved to get a drink of water from his side table, she just about bolted off the bed, but not knowing what his reaction would be, she didn’t.  She saw him watching her as he drank, confusion evident in his eyes.  She wondered if he even remembered what he had done to her. Putting the glass down he moved to sit on the bed, making her try to squirm back even more into the wall behind her.  

 

“Jill, I am not sure what went on last night, but I can tell by how my head feels that I got a little drunk.  And judging from your reaction, I have done something to upset you. Do you think you could fill me in?”

 

Jill looked at him, seeing the old Tom but still not quite trusting him.  She didn’t really want to think about what he had done, but had to think of something to say.

 

“You did get a little drunk. I just wasn’t used to seeing you that way, that is all.’

 

Jill hoped that he was too hung over to notice that she had not answered his question fully.  He looked at her with a puzzled look, obviously trying to fill in the gaps.

 

“OK, so I got a little drunk, but that does not explain why you are here and why you are looking at me like you are.  Come on Jill, give me some help here.”

 

“Please Tom, just leave it.  It must be time for me to start on breakfast, so if you will let me pass, I’ll go and get to work.” 

 

Jill went to move of the bed, but Tom blocked her way, not touching her but causing her to flinch anyway.  When he reached his hand to touch her hair, he was surprised to see the fear in her eyes.  He continued moving his hand towards her, her eyes never leaving his as he finally reached her head.  He thought she was acting as if he expected him to hurt her and he began to really worry about what had happened last night.

 

“Jill, love, I’m not going to hurt you, you know that I would never do that.”

 

Jill could not look him in the eye, sure that he would know what he had done if she did.

 

“Jill, please look at me.  You are starting to scare me.  Did I do something I shouldn’t have done last night?”

 

At the mention of the night before, he saw her tense up and knew something was seriously wrong. 

 

“Jill, you are not leaving here until I know what happened.  Now tell me, did I pass out on you or what?”

Tom didn’t want to make her more scared than she looked already, but he needed to find out what had happened so that he could clear the air between them. He was sure it was something as simple as her helping him to bed and him falling asleep on her.

 

“Tom, please, don’t make me tell you.  I just want to forget about last night, please.”

 

Tom could see the tears in the corners of her eyes and knew more happened than him just falling asleep on her. 

 

“Jill, I have obviously done something bad.  I want to know how much I need to beg you to forgive me. Please Jill.”

 

Jill knew that he would not give up and drew in a deep breath trying to find some inner strength to get through the next few minutes. 

 

“Well it all started with you and Nick drinking out on the porch. You were getting pretty drunk and Nick had me give him a blowjob.”

 

Tom could see that she was taking her time, making him more worried about what she had to tell him.

 

“Yes, I remember drinking but it all gets a bit fuzzy after that. Hold on, I do seem to remember you and Nick, but if it was last night or another time, I am not sure.”

 

Jill blushed, despite having been made into a real life sex slave; she still blushed hearing someone talk about what she was made to do.  Tom could see her blush, sorry that he had to remind her of how Nick treated her.

 

“Jill, I am sorry. That was insensitive of me.  Ok, so what happened after that?”

 

The way she looked away told him it was something he properly didn’t want to hear.

 

“Um well, you ..Oh god Tom, you made me suck you off too.”

 

Tom could not believe what he had heard but the look in her eyes told him he had not misheard her.

 

“Oh Jill, I am so sorry. Did I hurt you?’

 

Jill just nodded, not wanting to have to go into too many details.  She was still trying to work out how to tell him the rest of what he had done.

 

“I have the feeling there is more that you haven’t told me.  Is that right?”

 

He saw her nod again, her eyes again avoiding his. He let her take a few minutes, dreading what she had to tell him. Finally he could see she was ready to go on.

 

“After I gave you the blowjob you brought me in here and …and you …  God this is hard… Tom, you raped me!” 

 

Tom felt sick. He looked at her, trying to see if she was serious and he knew that she was.

 

“What did I do? Jill I know I have no right to ask you, but I need to know.” 

 

“You first asked me to bend over the bed and show me my ass.  When I was slow to react you forced me down on my knees.”

 

He had noticed her bruises but had thought they were from something Nick had done.

 

“Did I do that?”  He asked, pointing to her knees.  He was also beginning to notice other bruises beginning to darken on her arms and thighs and wondered if had caused those too. 

 

“Yes.  You were really rough.  You put three fingers in my ass and then you…you used your cock.”

 

Tom had thought that making her give him a blowjob was bad enough but hearing that he had raped her in the ass was like he was living in a nightmare.  He had never had anal sex before and the thought of raping anyone there made him feel ashamed.

 

“God Jill, I really don’t know what to say. Sorry just doesn’t seem to be enough.  If I hurt you, I promise I will never do that again.”

 

At his words, Jill began to cry, deep sobs that seemed to tear his heart out.  When he tried to comfort her, she shrank away from him, scrambling off the bed and running out into the house.  He stayed on the bed, hearing her in the kitchen banging the pots and plates around.  He had raped her; he just could believe he had done that.  He knew he had to get away from here, had to clear his head.  He didn’t really like the thought of leaving Jill here with Nick but no longer trusted himself not to hurt her again. He began to pack, stopping to write Nick a note, hoping he was still sleeping.

 

In the kitchen, Jill had started to prepare breakfast when she just couldn’t take it anymore.  Sliding down the counter, she sat on the floor and cried.  When she heard the back door slam and Tom’s car start up, she knew that he had gone.

 

Chapter Nine – Regrets

 

It was two weeks since Tom had left and he was not doing very well. He had tried to forget about Jill and what he had done to her, but he kept waking up in a sweat, his dreams filled with images of what she said he had done.   He just felt so guilty about everything, including leaving her there with Nick.  That was why he was now sitting in his car, about ten minutes from the house, waiting for Nick to leave to do the weekly shop.  It had become a pattern over the time they had been together in the house, with Jill being tied up and the two of them going into town to grab a meal at the local pub and then buy the groceries for the next week.  He hoped that Nick had kept to the same routine, and after waiting for over an hour, he was rewarded by the sight of Nick driving down the road. 

 

He waited for another ten minutes before he drove up to the house.  He didn’t know what Jill’s reaction to seeing him would be, but he was set on what he had to do.  Using the spare key they left under an old boot, he let himself in and looked for Jill. She was usually kept in Nick’s room and this proved to be where she was this time too.  She saw her spin around as he entered the room but as Nick had her blindfolded, she didn’t know it was him.  Nick had as usual used a gag too, so he could hear her mumbling, trying to ask who was there.  He didn’t speak to her as he untied her from the bed. Nick had tied her in a way that meant then he was able to untie the ropes from the bed but her hands and legs were still tied together. He picked her up and put her over his shoulder, feeling her attempt to struggle in vain.

 

Jill tried to scream as she felt herself being lifted up onto what had to be a  man’s shoulder. She was sure it was not Nick and as Tom had not been back for a least two weeks, she could only assume it was someone else.  She kicked her legs, but the way she was tied with her knees and ankles bound, made it a fairly useless exercise.  She could tell that she was being carried out of the house and felt herself being placed on the backseat of a car.  She felt something being thrown over her and then without a word, she heard the man shut her door and before she knew it, the car was moving.

 

He did not speak all the time he drove and it was many hours later until she felt the car stop.  She heard him leave the car and the sound of voices. She tried to make herself be heard but knew it was useless.  She couldn’t believe someone had just walked in and taken her, her only hope being that it really was Nick and he was playing a nasty game with her.  She became aware of the engine starting up and then the car stopping again a few minutes later. She lay frozen, as her door was opened and whatever had been over her removed.  He again carried her on his shoulder, holding her still while he opened a door and sat her down gently onto a seat of some kind.  Her heart beating wildly, she waited to see what he would do now. 

 

Tom looked at her; not looking forward to her reaction when she knew it was him who had abducted her. He sighed and knew he couldn’t keep her tied up forever.  He removed the gag first, hearing her moan as she worked her jaw.  Putting a finger on her lips, he signalled her to stay silent.  He then moved to remove her blindfold, keeping his eyes on her as he did.

 

Jill stayed silent, not wanting to upset the man.  Over the last two months she had learnt that there were some battles she could not win, and this seemed to be one of them.  When he removed the blindfold, it took a moment for her to focus her eyes.  When she saw who it was that had taken her, she didn’t know whether to be worried or relieved.  On one hand she was relieved to know who it was but she wondered what he had in mind. She still had not gotten over how he had raped her. 

 

“Jill, I don’t want you to panic, I am not going to hurt to.  I am going to let you speak but if you choose to scream, I will have to put the gag back in. Do you understand?”

 

Jill nodded and felt him move his finger from her mouth. She did not scream but still did not trust him. 

 

“Good girl, now I know I surprised you but I am only trying to make up for all that has been done to you.  I will explain more later, but first I imagine you would like a shower.  I have also ordered some food, which should be here in a little while”

 

Tom could see that she was still not sure of him and he really couldn’t blame her.  He stepped back to let her stand, hoping to show her that he really meant her no harm.  She looked up at him with a mixture of confusion and some fear, slowing standing up and moving toward the bathroom.  He hated that she was still so scared of him, but knew that he would have to win back her trust slowly. 

 

Jill walked into the shower, half expecting him to follow her. She had grown so used to being watched during her every private moment that it seemed strange to be alone.  She quickly stepped in the shower, letting the water ease her aching muscles from being tied up in the same position for so long.  She became aware of the sounds of talking from the other room and froze.  What if he had tricked her?  Was he planning to let someone else use her body?  She smelt the food and felt silly when she remembered that he had mentioned food being delivered.  Too late she realised she could have yelled out and gotten some help, but she had heard him say thanks and the door close. The smell of the food made her stomach rumble.  She looked around for a towel to dry herself and found two big, fluffy ones.  Seeing the towels, she had an idea; one that would let her know if he really meant her no harm.

 

Tom heard her open the shower door, surprised by what he saw. Jill had one big towel wrapped around her hair and another one wrapped around her chest.  He realised it was the first time he had seen her covered for a long time, Nick having removed all her clothes within the first week she was with them. He could see the challenge in her eyes and realised that she was testing him, seeing what he would do.  He knew that if he told her to remove the towels she would see that as a sign that he wanted to control her. 

 

“Jill, you look beautiful. I have brought some clothes for you to wear, but if you want to stay as you are, then go for it.”

 

He could see her trying to work out if her was telling the truth about the clothes and moved to put a bag onto the bed.  He tipped the clothes he had bought before he came to get her onto the bed.  Jill looked at the clothes, starting to think that maybe he was really only trying to help her.  She sat down on the bed and looked through the pile of clothes, seeing jeans, tops and few skirts and underwear.

 

“I hope the sizes are ok, I had to get the sales girl to try them on as she was about your size.”

 

He left her looking at the clothes and went to set out the food.  Jill just sat, feeling the clothes and wondering if this was really happening. Was he going to see her free?  Why else would he buy her clothes? She jumped as he placed a plate of pasta on the bed, her mouth watering at the smell. They both ate in silence, Jill eyeing him throughout the meal as if he was going to suddenly change back into the monster from two weeks ago. 

 

Tom could see her watching him and wished that he knew what to say to make him look at her again the way she used to.  He removed the plates when they were both finished and sat back down on the end of the bed. 

 

“Jill, I know I have given you no reason to trust me, but you have to believe that I only want what is best for you.” 

 

Over the last two weeks, he had reflected on his actions since the day of the robbery. He had felt a growing unrest over his inability to save Jill from his brother’s attentions and even worse about what he had done to her.

 

“I want to give you a choice. If you wish, tomorrow I will drive you to the nearest bus station and you can go anywhere you want to.”

 

Jill could see the serious look on his face and for the first time since her abduction began to think she would be free one day.

 

“You said I had a choice, what is the other one.”

 

“You can stay with me.”

 

Tom thought he could see a look of disgust cross her face, before she stood up and walked to look out the window.

 

“Jill, I don’t need to know right now, but I will need an answer by the morning. I am going to have a shower.”

 

She had not moved as he was speaking to her and he decided she needed some time to herself. Once Jill could hear the shower running, she turned and walked to the front door, expecting it to be locked. When she turned the knob and the door opened, she was surprised.  Walking outside, she could see that they were in a cabin of some sort and could hear the sounds of children laughing somewhere.  She went to walk to see where the sounds were coming from, when she realised she still had the towel on.

 
She heard the shower stop and even though she knew she should go back inside, she was enjoying the fresh air too much.  It had been a long time since she had been outside on her own, and decided if Tom didn’t like it, he could just come and get her.  She sat down on a seat under a nearby tree and waited to see what he would do.

 

Tom came out of shower, drying his hair with the towel he had managed to find in the bathroom cupboard, and stopped.  Jill was gone and the door was open.  He wondered if he had made a mistake and if she was right now getting help. He could see that the pile of clothes were still where she had left them, so wherever she was, she was still wearing the towel. Taking his keys from his pocket, he ran outside, only to be stopped in his tracks by the sight of Jill sitting under the tree.  He felt like he was intruding on a private moment, though he still walked over towards her.

 

Jill braced herself; this would be the real test. He would either leave her alone or drag her kicking and screaming back inside.  When he simply sat down beside her, she breathed a sigh of relief.  She began to feel some of the stress of the last two months start to ease as he continued to sit in silence. 

 

“It is really nice out here.  Nick and I have used these cabins once before, as they are nice and private.”

 

Tom saw her flinch at the mention of his brother’s name and could have kicked himself.  He saw her tense up again, her hands fidgeting in her lap. He remained silent, watching the sun setting behind the trees.  Finally it was almost dark and he stood up, holding out his hand for her to take.

 

Jill saw his hand and remembered the first time he had done that, when she he had helped her out of the car on that first day.  She looked up at him, her mind a mess of emotion.  Eventually, she placed her hand in his and allowed him to lead her back into the cabin.  All the time she had sat beside him, she had been thinking of all the ways he had helped her, but she still could not get the memory of him raping her out of her mind.  She thought that under different circumstances she could have really fallen for him, but she just couldn’t trust him yet. 

 

Jill spent the next hour pretending to read the magazine telling all about the lake near the cabins.  She had found herself reading the same line over and over, and finally gave up.  All the time she was reading, Tom just sat on the bed, thinking about what his life would be like if she actually decided to come with him.  He would treat her like she deserved to be treated and protect her from harm. He shook his head to clear away the fantasy and saw that she had put down the book.  Frustrated at letting himself get carried away, he stood suddenly and went to the small fridge in the corner.

 

“This is crazy, I need a drink!”

 

He reached into the fridge and pulled out a beer, the same type that he had shared with Nick back at the house.  He finished the can in a few minutes and had just reached in to get another one, when he noticed that Jill was sitting with her arms wrapped around her legs, her face a mask of fear. 

 

“Please, don’t have any more Tom.  I will do anything you want, just don’t have any more to drink.”

 

Jill had begun to shake as he downed the first can so quickly, her mind going back to the last time he had been drunk.  Though she knew he could not get drunk from one can of beer, it was what could happen if he kept drinking that worried her. She had noticed four more cans in the fridge, plus a number of other spirits as well. 

 

Tom shut the fridge and moved to sit on the bed. 

 

“Jill, It is ok, I don’t intend to get drunk, I just needed a drink.”

 

Jill still looked at him with fear and he decided that the best thing to do was to leave her alone and just go to bed. He couldn’t get what she had said out of his head; how she had offered to do anything he wanted.  As much he longed to take her up on her offer, he knew that it would only force her to leave him.

 

When she saw him stand up and begin to undress, she cringed and began to whimper. She closed her eyes, seeing him as he had been that night. When he touched her shoulder, she screamed, her mind numb with fear.  The feel of his hand covering her mouth caused her to open her eyes and look at him. 

 

“Jill, honey, you need to calm down.  Now just take a few deep breaths and I will be able to take my hand away.”

 

He watched as she did what he said, her eyes never leaving his.  He noticed that her towel had slipped, bearing her breasts.  Though he had seen her naked plenty of times, it was like he had never seen her body before. He felt his cock start to respond.  He also thought about how this could in all reality be the last night she would be with him, so he had nothing to loose.  He allowed his hand to move from her mouth to caress her breasts, her breath coming out in gasps as he touched her.  He moved his hand down further, removing the towel completely and running his finger over her slit. Despite her gasps, he continued to rub until his finger found its way inside her. 

 

Jill could feel his finger working its way inside of her.  She felt numb; her mind unable to register what he was doing to her.  She felt him lie her down on the bed and spread her legs, his mouth moving down to lick her.  Despite what she was feeling, she felt her body begin to react, her orgasm building until she exploded under him.  By the time she had recovered, he had his cock in her pussy, gently sliding it in and out. Jill looked up at the ceiling, trying to block out what he was doing. He wasn’t hurting her but she just wanted him off her. 

 

Tom felt his cock start to swell as he neared his climax.  He could not believe how wonderful she felt, her pussy warm and tight, despite her time with Nick.  He tried not to think about what she was thinking, just wanting to enjoy the moment.  When he finally came and pulled out, she just rolled away and faced the wall.  He wanted to hold her but thought it best to leave her be, so just turned off the light and went to sleep. 

 

Jill lay staring at the wall, not wanting to move in case she woke him up.  When he had been snoring for a while, she crept out of the bed and went into the bathroom, needing to use the toilet. As she sat, she found the tears she had held back flow out. Before she knew it, she was sobbing loudly, not even thinking of the man sleeping in the other room. 

 

Tom woke to the sound of loud sobs, his mind taking a moment to remember where he was.  He stood and moved to the bathroom, following the sound of the sobs.  He saw her huddled on the toilet and felt like the biggest bastard for what he had done.

 

“Jill, honey, are you alright. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

 

Jill had not heard him come into the room and jumped as he spoke. 

 

“Just leave me alone, you have done enough already.”

 

The anger in her voice was unexpected and made Tom take a step back.

 

“I thought you were different, but you are just like him, only you hide it better.  It doesn’t matter whether you hurt me or not, you let me down. I was just beginning to think that maybe I could learn to trust you again, but know I don’t want to even look at you.” 

 

Jill pushed her way past him, not even taking the time to see the stunned look on his face.  She went back to the bed, her only thoughts ones of getting on that bus to freedom in the morning.

 

Chapter Ten – Home

 

Jill watered her garden, the flowers blowing gently in breeze. She had returned to her hometown, telling no one about her experiences over the last two months. Her family and friends were used to her going off for months on end with little or no contact, so had not even realised she had been missing. She had had a bit more trouble explaining to her friend why she not been looking after his house but the lose of one friend was worth keeping her secret.

 

It had been almost a year and she thought she doing well, until she turned on her TV to see Nick’s face. It seemed that he had gone back to robbing banks on his own and had gotten caught.  The police were able to link him to a number of other robberies and he had been sent to prison for at least twenty years.  Jill had sat; staring at the screen long after his image had gone.  She had tried so hard to forget everything that had happened, but the sight of the face of the man who had tormented her for two months brought it all back. She felt like it was yesterday, the pain, the humiliation, Tom. She had tried the hardest to forget Tom.

 

That morning in the cabin, she had dressed in silence before he woke, waiting on a chair near the door for him to wake up.  When he had opened his eyes and seen her sitting, dressed, he had sighed and dressed as well.  He had not even asked her what her choice was, just driving her to the nearest bus depot, giving her enough money to get her wherever she needed to go. As they stood waiting for the bus, he had tried to talk to her, but she had turned away and he had given up.  The last image she had of him was from out of the bus window as it turned the corner.

 

 

Tom had spent the past eighteen months establishing himself as a real estate agent, having moved across the country to a small town.  He had a nice little house and had dated a few women in town, but he still dreamed of Jill.  Thinking back, he could remember every mistake he had made, especially in the cabin.  He would sometimes wonder if she would have gone with him if he had just been able to control himself.  He had not spoken to Nick at all and had lost track of him until he saw that he had been arrested.  He would go in and see him one day and try to see if he still had a brother. 

 

He was talking to a prospective client on the phone when he saw her. Her hair was shorter and a different colour, but it was definitely her. She was looking at the houses for sale in the window, and he finished his call as quickly as he could.  Moving outside, he walked up behind her and lightly gripped her elbow.  She gasped and turned to face him, the eyes he remembered so well looking back at him. What surprised him was her lack of surprise.

 

“Hi Jill, you look good. I like the hair.  Would you come inside and talk for a while?”

 

He expected her to say no, but when she nodded he lead her in to sit on the couch they had for clients to sit on, locking the door as she sat down.  She looked up as she heard the door lock, the familiar fear in her eyes.

 

“It is only so we don’t get interrupted, I can open it again if you like.” 

 

When she shook her head, he sat down on the chair opposite her, waiting for her tell him why she was here. Jill knew she should not have come, but since knowing that Nick was out of the picture, she had begun to think more about Tom.  She had grown restless and decided to take a driving holiday and had almost crashed her car when she saw Tom’s face smiling out at her from the back of a taxi.  It was an Ad for the real estate firm he was working for and she thought it would help sell a lot of houses.  She had seen the estate agency as she drove through town, but it had take her another two weeks before she found the courage to confront him.  Now here she was with Tom waiting for her to speak.

 

“Tom I don’t really know why I am here, but when I saw your face on that ad, I just knew that I would never be able to get on with my life if I didn’t see you again. “

 

Tom sat, letting her talk, his head spinning with the fact that she was actually here and talking to him. 

 

“I have tried to forget everything that happened, but when I saw Nick on the news it just brought it all back.  I have been travelling around the country trying to find a new life, without much luck I might add.  So, you seem to have found a nice job here.”

 

“ Yeah, I don’t know if it is something I would want to do forever, but it has kept me busy.  You will be pleased to know that been on the straight and narrow since you saw me last.”

 

They both sat in silence for a moment, the memory of the last time they saw each other still fresh in their minds. Jill was the first to speak, the emotion of the memory clear in her voice.

 

“What you did was wrong, you do know that.  Even though you didn’t hurt me, you ruined any trust I did have.”

 

“Jill, I know now that what you are saying is true.  I am not giving you an excuse, but I was so lost in the thought that I might never see you again and that it was my last change to be close to you.   I can see now I took advantage of you, and believe me, I have not been coping too well with the guilt of what I did.” 

 

Jill could tell that he was telling her the truth.

 

“Have you seen Nick?”

 

Tom, relieved that she had changed the subject, told her that he hadn’t.  They then talked for a while about things like his job and where she had been on her driving holiday.

 

“Jill, I need to ask you something. How come you never told anyone what we did? I spent the first few months waiting for the knock on the door, but when it didn’t come I just got on with things. 

 

“I guess it was because I just wanted to forget.  The thought of telling people what had happened just made me feel ill.  No one had even realised that I had been missing, as I have never been a big one for keeping regular contact, even the guy whose house I was supposed to be minding, just assumed I had flaked out on him. So I just made up some story and tried to go on with my life.”

 

“I thought it was something like that.  Jill, I really messed up and I know this is too little too late, but I just want you to know I am really sorry.”

 

He saw her move to leave and had a moment of panic, thinking he didn’t want her to go.  Jill must have seen the look in his eyes, as he saw a flash of fear there. 

 

“Jill, you do know that I could easily just keep you here.  The door is locked and no-one knows you are here.”

 

He saw her look at him in apprehension and then she simply stood up and walked to the door, patiently waiting for him to let her out. Tom sighed and moved to the door to stand beside her.

 

“I suppose you can’t blame me for trying, can you?”

 

Jill just stood and waited, finding that she no longer had any feelings left for Tom at all.  He had helped her but he had also let her down big time. She saw him open the door, his hand barring the entry out as he turned to her.

 

“Jill, I know it is just too late, but do you think that if I not stuffed up so badly, that we could have had a chance?”

 

Jill knew that she had spent many nights over the last eighteen months wondering just that, but now found that she no longer cared.

 

“Tom, you are right, it is too late.  I need to go now”

 

Jill walked past him, forcing him to drop his hand from the door and walked down the street without looking back.  She felt free for the first time since that awful day in the car park.  Free to live her life without thinking of what could have been. She never even saw Tom watching her walk away, a look of sadness in his eyes.  She could only see the bright future ahead of her, the promise of a life free from the memories that had haunted her.  Yes, she decided, she had made the right choice to see Tom again, as she had been able to see him as he really was, not as she had wanted him to be.  She smiled, thinking of all the things she could do. Life was good and she intended to make the most of her second chance, no matter what life would throw at her.  After all, she was a survivor. 

 

The end