Hitching a Ride to Slavery
Charlie put the large truck in park and turned of the ignition. It sure was good to be home again after a few weeks on the road. The house and yard looked pretty much the same as when he left since he lived alone. I climbed out of the cabin and onto the driveway. He paused and wondered if he should wake his passenger and let her know they had arrived, but decided against it since she could probably use the rest while he sorted out the mail and other things neglected during his absence.
After a few hours after he returned home, Charlie climbed back into the cabin of the truck, climbing over the seat and into the sleeper compartment. He lifted the mattress on the bunk and pressed the release catch on the lid on top of the storage space in the bunks lower part. He opened the lid and looked down into the large space. It was filled with assorted junk and things that werehandy to have around during long cross-country trips. There were clothes, spare bed linen, a few books, some tools and assorted snacks and drinks and on top of a heap of clothes was the nude and tied Sarah Mackinnely, 19 years old.
She looked up at Charlie with a fear full tear stained face. Her mouth totally obscured with several winds of duct tape. Her hands and arms lashed behind her with yet more duct tape and her legs bent up behind her and her feet taped to her thighs. Her long red hair was matted and damp from sweat and dirt and she smelled faintly like a gym locker. She tried to scream, but the gag muted any attempts. She trashed with her bonds again as she had done several timed before the last 72 hours. She hadn't been tied in this position the whole time, on several occasions during the last three days her legs had been freed and she had been allowed to pee, to eat and to be fucked.
Grabbing her on the turnpike just out of Huston had been a spur of the moment thing. Charlie hadn't planned it, but the idea had exploded in his mind when he saw the petite redhead climbing into his cabin late Wednesday night. The rain had been pouring down and he had felt sorry for the hitchhiker up a head. Had the weather been any better he probably wouldn't have bothered to stop which in hind site probably had been better for his new fucktoy. He smiled at the chain of events making this sweet little ass possible for his enjoyment. He leaned forward and with a small sharp knife cut the tape holding her feet anchored to her thighs. She made a feeble attempt to kick him, but he simply slapped her ass.
- Behave, slut, or I will make you wish you never been born.
She whimpered and stretched her legs as best she could in the cramped space. He took hold of her upper arm and hauled her to her feet. He turned her around and cut the tape on her arms and wrists with the result of her arms falling down to hang limp at her sides. She weekly started to flex her arm muscles and felt the pain as blood and sensation returned to them after several hours of holding them in one position due to the tape. When Charlie was confident that she could use her arms and legs again he smacked her ass again.
- You have done this before so it is routine by now. You will climb out of the truck, you will not try to escape, you will not try to draw attention to yourself and you will not touch that gag. Is that understood, slut?
She was crying again and the nod was barely visible. Charlie climbed back out of the sleep compartment and down out of the cabin. He watched the teenager climb out after him, savouring her nude body as it was displayed in full view for him. He felt his cook growing hard yet again. When she reached the ground he grabbed her hair and then marched her across the lawn to the open door of the house. Sarah frantically tried to keep pace with Charlie and to look around to find out where they were, but didn't dare to try to escape from her abductor.
Sarah had been standing in the rain for almost twenty minutes, trying to shield herself with her backpack when the large truck had applied its air brakes and come to a halt 50 yards further down the road. She rushed over to the passenger door and opened it. She looked up at the smiling face of an older man.
- Where you going in this weather? he asked
- Denver? You're in luck then since I'm heading in that general direction. Wont get you to Denver though, but I'll get up to Oklahoma City by morning and you'll be out of the rain. There you should easily find a ride to Denver.
- Sounds good, thanks. She climbed into the warm dry cabin and sat down, closing the door. The man held out his hand.
- Charlie Davenport. Sarah took his hand and shook it. The man had large powerful hands.
- Sarah Mackinnely. Thanks for stopping.
- Least I could do in this rain. Been standing there long?
- Twenty minutes or so.
- There's a towel on the bunk in the back if you want to dry yourself of a little. It'll will prevent you from catching a cold.
- Thanks. Sarah climbed back and found the towel. She quickly dried her hair and arms, getting a sense of warmth back into her body. She hung the towel back on a hook and climbed back into the passenger seat.
They rode on for the better part of an hour, chatting away about most anything. Charlie was a good listener and she told him of her row with her parents, of going to Denver to live with her aunt and of her plans for college and work. The rain had cleared and the moon was high over the flat landscape as they thundered on north through Texas. She was starting to feel sleepy and Charlie saw her nod off once or twice.
- If you want to you can sleep on the bunk in the back, I will be driving most of the night anyway. I'll wake you when we get to Oklahoma City. It will be daybreak by then and it's my destination anyways. I'll help you find a truck going to Denver when we stop for breakfast there. How does that sound?
- Thanks, that sounds great. Sarah took her backpack and climbed back into the sleeper compartment again. She laid down on the bunk and wrapped the blanket around her. She laid there listening to the low music from the stereo and the endless roaring of the trucks huge diesel engine. She slowly drifted of to sleep thinking how lucky she was to have met Charlie.
Sarah suddenly felt a heavy weight on top of her. She opened her eyes, but the sharp light in the compartment made her eyes watered and blinkt. A hand was pressed down over her mouth.
- You stay silent and you stay alive. Do you understand? someone said.
She tried to wriggle free, but the weight was too great for her sleep riddled petite body. She focused her eyes and looked up into the grim face of the truck driver named Charlie. He grabbed her by the throat with his other hand as he sat on her upper body, trapping her arms under the blanket.
- You will be quiet and when I remove my hand from your mouth you will open it as wide as you can. Understand?
Sarah started to cry and just stared at him. Charlie dunked her head into the pillow.
- Do you understand bitch?
She tried to nod and grunted something.
- Good, open wide now.
He removed his hand from her mouth and she opened her mouth to scream, but her attempt was cut short by something round and soft being pushed in between her teeth. She felt something spongy filling her mouth. She then heard a ripping sound and before she could press the intruder out with her tongue Charlie pressed down a length of duct tape over her lips. He placed a few more for good measure smoothing each piece out eventually obscuring the lower part of her face. When her speech had been effectively silenced Charlie slapped her face making her head jerk to the side. He then pointed a finger a few inched from her face looking straight into her teary eyes.
- Don't move.
He got up and of her and ripped the blanket of her now trembling body. He then grabbed her and turned her over on the bunk so she came to lie on her stomach. He quickly grabbed her hands and before Sarah even could try to resist him he started to wind more duct tape around her wrists, binding her slender arms behind her. By then Sarah had started to recover from the shock and tried to fight back. She bucked and fought on the bunk, trying to kick her assailant, but Charlie just caught her kicking legs and held them together at the ankles. He placed a knee over the legs to hold them down and then started to wrap more duct tape around her ankles. He then stood back and started to take a better look at his catch.
Sarah was a small petite redhead standing at only five foot one, but she had a well-developed body with nice round hips and a full chest that now was heaving with her laboured breath from both exhaustion and fear. Her long slightly curly red hair was in a disarray around her small face as she looked up at him. Tears were streaming down her cheeks making the pillow wet and she was trying to ask him why he was doing this. Charlie answered her by leaning forward and grabbing her two tits through the t-shirt, squeezing them with his big hands.
- Well, these are nice. I was hoping them to be natural and I have to say they are. He grinned at her. Let's see if you're a natural redhead also.
Charlie produced a sharp knife and as Sarah screamed into her gag and tried to get away from him he started to cut her clothes of her body, revealing more and more smooth skin. When she was down to her panties Charlie paused. He was sitting on the bunk beside her stroking her almost naked body with his left hand.
- You have a very nice body Sarah. How old are you, twenty?
Sarah just stared up into the ceiling above the bunk without making a sound. Charlie sighed and reached out for a nipple and twisted it. Sarah screamed again and bucked in her bonds. Charlie let go and grabbed her head, locking eyes with her.
- This is how it will work, princess. When I tell you to do something and you don't obey or asks a question and you don't answer I will hurt you and there are far worse ways to hurt a young woman, as yourself, then twisting a nipple. Do you understand me or do I have to get creative?
Fear was emanating from her as she stared at him and slowly nodded. Charlie stroked her breast and asked again.
- So, how old are you? Twenty? She shook her head slightly. Older? Another shake. Younger? 19? She nodded hesitantly and felt a cold falling sensation in her stomach as Charlie started to smile lewdly at her.
- 19 huh? I tight little teen? This is better than I thought. He stroked her body some more.
- Let's see if red is you natural color then shall we?
She felt him slide the blade of the knife between her panties and her body and a tug told her he had cut the waistband at her left hip. Soon after another tug and then the sliding sensation as he drew the ruined garment free from her crotch revealing a small bush of red hair. Charlie played with her little fiery bush with his finger and stroked her pussy.
- No doubt about that red hair, it's as natural as your tits. Lovely.
The terror shone in her eyes as he stood up and started to strip. Her eyes grew wide in horror as his rigid cock sprang free from his shorts. He massage it and smiled at her.
- This is all for you, princess. Like it?
She watched him take out a rubber and tried to plead with him as he rolled it down over his cocks head. But Charlie just grinned at her attempts to communicate.
- Don't worry, I won't get you pregnant and I don't have any VD's. But I don't know if you're clean so I'm just taking precautions. You just don't know with sluts that hitchhike with trucks in the middle of the night, they can carry most anything these days. He chuckled.
He then leaned down and cut the tape holding her ankles and as he climbed on top of her on the narrow bunk he forced her legs apart with his weight and body. She wailed and tried to wriggle out from under him, but there was no escape. Charlie held himself up with one hand as he directed the head of his shaft against her pussy and then sank into her making her tight pussy stretch around his cock. Tears began to stream again from Sarahs blurry eyes as she screamed as loud as she could. Not much escaped the sponge and the tape and soon the sounds dropped of to a simple whimper and groaning as Charlie started to fuck his new toy with long powerful strokes.
Authors note : First a thanks for the encouraging words from readers that wanted more. Off course there is more coming.
Hitching a Ride to Slavery
As the sun came up over the desolate highway and the first rays found their way inside the cabin of the parked truck, Charlie stirred in his sleep, he yawned and was at first a bit confused about having someone cradled in his arms, but when recollection hit him of last night's events he smiled wide and hugged the young woman tight. This woke Sarah up from her near comatose state and she looked up into the smiling face of Charlie. Her body tensed immediately as recollection hit her like a ton of bricks and she started to scream and try to get away, but her gag and the tape circling her body kept her quiet and immobile. Charlie held her tight and whispered in the frantic girls ear.
- No use struggling, princess. You're mine until I say otherwise.
He kissed her hair and let go of her and got up out of the bunk, stretching his body and scratching his balls. He looked down on the taped up female before him, after having fucked her last night he had re-taped her legs and then gone to sleep with the crying bundle in his arms. He had slept like the dead and Sarah had not awoken him and she had herself drifted of to sleep eventually out of pure exhaustion.
- Well, princess, I guess we had better get ready for a new day. Breakfast in bed?
He chuckled and left the sleeper compartment and climbed out of the truck. He relived his bladder against some brushes and looked out over the lonely flat landscape. Now and then a car would pass on the highway, but the parking space was abandoned except for his truck. Charlie climbed back in and picked up the struggling girl and placed her in the passenger seat. He then opened the storage compartment under the mattress and rummaged around a bit. He brought out a large plastic can that at one time had held about a gallon of antifreeze, but now it was empty. Taking the knife, he cut off the top of the can and placed it on the floor. He then lifted up Sarah again and maneuvered her struggling body back into the sleep compartment. He slapped her face and she froze staring at him with wide fearful eyes.
- Behave, no doubt you need to pee so this is your chance to do so.
He bent forward and cut the tape holding her knees and legs and then placed the cut open can in front of her. She stood on wobbly legs that didn't quite work properly after been fixated for so many hours and Charlie supported her with his strong hands.
- Squat over the can and pee.
She just starred down at the plastic container, not making a move.
- You better pee now. If you piss yourself later on I will punish you for it in a way so that you will never forget to pee when I say so ever again.
Her eyes looked into his and then she looked down into the floor hanging her head low. She moved forward a little and then squatted down over the can with the help of Charlie and as her face got deep red of shame a stream of fluid started to splatter down into the can. When she was done he took the remains of her t-shirt from the floor and wiped her dry.
- Good girl. We will have to get something better later, but for now this can will have to do.
He then took a bottle of water and opening the side door he emptied the can out on the ground, he then took some water to rinse it of and placed the can back into the storage compartment. This done he took up the tape again and after a short struggle with the teenage hitchhiker he started to wind it around her legs again. When he was satisfied with the result he made a few more windings of tape around her upper body as well to keep her arms tight to her back. He leaned forward and kissed her on the nose, stroking a few tears away from her cheeks.
- Well, princess, we need to get going and I can't have you like this up in front so I will have to make other arrangements for you.
He took the tape and started to wind it a few around the lower part of her head making sure she wouldn't dislodge the gag at some unfortunate moment. He then put the roll of tape down into the storage compartment and looked at her from top to toe.
- Ah, good enough to fuck. Let's test that gag now and make sure it works properly.
He reached out and twisted one of her naked nipples hard and Sarah's eyes went wide and she screamed at the top of her lounges as she jerked her body backwards to get away from his grip. The sound emanating from her tape covered lips was a week mewing and Charlie smiled at her.
- Excellent. That should keep you out of mischief, princess. Now, let's get you into your private travel compartment shall we?
He then picked up the bound girl and started to lower her down into the storage compartment. Sarah looked frantically into the cramped space and started to struggle in earnest again, making pleading noises and shaking her head as tears ran down her cheeks.
- Now now, princess. It's not as bad as it seems. Larger girls than you have ridden in that space so you will be just fine.
She stared at him in shock as his words sank in and then the screaming and struggling intensified, but was too no avail as he laid her down on top of a few blankets and dirty laundry. He then threw in her backpack and ruined clothes on top of her, smiled at her and closed the lid sealing her in the darkness inside the compartment. He could hear her wailing, but the sound was sufficiently muted and when the mattress was back on the bunk he almost couldn't make out any sound from the storage compartment at all. He whistled to himself and got dressed. After a quick check of the sleeper compartment, he climbed back into the driver seat and fired up the huge engine. Turning on the radio, he then pulled out on to the freeway again, heading north while Creedenece Clearwater Revival asked him if he had seen the rain. Charlie sang in harmony with Foggerty as he picked up speed on the flat black highway heading towards Oklahoma City.
About an hour later he turned into the large parking area of a diner. Hunger was driving him and breakfast was the goal of the moment. He climbed out, locked the door and entered the diner. The young waitress behind the counter looked up at the newcomer and smiled welcoming.
- Hi there Charlie, been a while. Breakfast?
- Hi Debbie, yeah and a big one. I'm famished.
- You got it.
She turned to the kitchen hand bellowed out the order. A cup and then some coffee found its way in front of him on the counter as the buxom brunette served him.
- We haven't seen you here in a couple of months now? Where have you been hiding you rogue?
- Had an extended commitment to haul a couple of loads from Houston and up to Seattle. Pay was good, but the drive boring as hell.
- What you need is some company on those long trips, someone that can relieve the boredom.
- Your probably right, maybe I should take you with me on the next long trip.
The waitress laughed and turned to get Charlie some bread and butter.
- You'd like that now wouldn't you? Naw, you need someone closer to your own age.
Charlie smiled his enigmatic smile at her.
- Yeah, your probably right. You young girls are just too much for an older gentleman to handle.
Breakfast arrived and Charlie started eating, halfway through it he signaled Debbie again.
- Could you fix a takeaway of some sandwiches and two bottles of water as well? I'm running a bit behind and need to get up to Oklahoma City by this afternoon so I won't have time to stop for lunch.
- Sure, tuna on rye?
- Sounds great.
Charlie finished of his breakfast and then paid Debbie what he owed and left with a paper bag containing Sarah's breakfast.
He got back to the truck and climbed in, he sat a moment listening, but couldn't hear anything from the storage compartment. He threw the bag onto the passenger seat and fired up the engine. With the roar of the huge diesel he pulled out onto the highway again. He knew of a small parking spot further up the road that should be abandoned with any luck.
Fifteen minutes after leaving the diner he turned into the large gravel area by the freeway and parked. The place was, as he had hoped, deserted and he turned of the engine. After climbing back into the sleeper compartment, he drew the curtain and then lifted the mattress of the bunk and opened the storage compartment. Sarah looked up at him with fright in her young eyes. Charlie picked her up and stood her on the floor and she was mewing something, but it was probably just another plea for release and promises not to tell anyone. He had heard it all before, several times in fact from the lips of several different women. He ignored her and held her upright while he retrieved a few items and then closed the storage compartment again. He sat her down on the mattress and hunched down in front of her, looking straight into her puffy red eyes.
- Well, princess. I guess your hungry so I have fixed some breakfast for you. I will remove your gag and you will stay quiet. If you try to scream I will simply re-gag you and stuff you back into the storage compartment without any food or water. I don't think you would like that now, would you?
The terrified girl shook her head and looked down.
- Good. So you will keep quiet?
She looked at him and then nodded slowly.
Charlie started to unwind the duct tape from around her head and then peeled of the strips crossing her mouth. Her jaws was close to paralysed from the stringent gagging the last 12 hours so Charlie used his fingers to pry out the spongy ball from her mouth and dropped it onto the bunk. He picked up a water bottle, opened it and held it to her mouth.
- Here, drink some water, it will help you get things working again, then try to move your jaw muscles some before I feed you. It will make it easier to chew.
Sarah drank some water and then started to tentatively move her jaw to ease up the tension in her jaw muscles. When she regained some control over her mouth again she started pleading anyway.
- Please let me go. I won't tell soul, I promise. Please don't kill me, please.
Charlie looked at her and placed a finger on her mouth.
- Ssh now, there is no need for that. I won't kill you, but I can't let you go either. You are just to pretty for that. Here, get some food in your stomach.
He held out a sandwich to her and she tried to say something again.
- Now, if you don't want breakfast I can just re-gag you and get on my way again, but you will feel better if you eat something, princess.
A tear formed in her left eye as she opened her mouth and took a bite out of the sandwich. She chewed it and swallowed and started working her way through the rest of the sandwich as Charlie held it up to her face. Now and then he offered her some water. When she finished the sandwich he wiped her mouth with the towel.
- Do you need to pee again?
She shook her head, looking into the floor. She was crying again.
- Ok, then I need to get you back into the compartment. There are still a long way to go before we get home.
She tried to plead with him again, but was cut short as he pressed the sponge ball back into her mouth. He then took the duct tape and started to circle her lower face with it again. Four times he wound the tape around her head for good measure. He then kissed her forehead before placing her bound nude body back into the storage compartment under the bunk. He placed the other sandwiches and the water into the small electric cooler and then climbed back into the driver seat. A couple of minutes later they were speeding north again along the highway on their way to Oklahoma City.
Darkness had fallen over Oklahoma and the sun had disappeared under the horizon. Charlie had parked the rig in the back of a large truck parking. Around him there were several large trucks where drivers were making ready for the night. He sat in the passenger seat web surfing on the laptop, now and then bookmarking a page for later reference. When he noted that the last truck in the vicinity had gone dark he climbed back into the sleeper compartment to bring out his toy again. After lifting the tired and unresisting woman from the storage compartment, he took out his knife again.
- Now, don't do anything foolish. If I have to I will simply cut your throat and leave you in the ditch, but I rather not, so don't force me to, OK?
Sarah nodded meekly and Charlie began to remove the tape holding her body bound. She felt blood and sensation return to her limp body and her muscles started to react again. Charlie had left her gag in place, but other than that she was now totally free for the first time in over 24 hours. Charlie took out a tape measurement and ordered her to stand with her arms out. She obeyed reluctantly and Charlie began to measure her body. He jotted down notes and whistled quietly to himself during the entire process. When this was done he let her pee again and then re-taped her hands behind her and sat her down on the bunk. After throwing out the contents of the can and rinsing it with water, he took out the food from the cooler.
- Let's get you fed and watered again shall we, princess?
He repeated the mornings chore of feeding her a tuna sandwich which was eased down with some water. When that was done he re-gagged her again, smiling at her tired eyes.
- It's more tiring than most people think to just lay around all day, huh?
She mewed something weakly and Charlie chuckled and sat down beside her with the laptop.
- Let's get you some presents, princess. I beautiful girl should always get presents from gentlemen, don't you agree?
He loaded a web store specializing in bondage gear and started to fill out the order form. Sarah followed the action on the laptop screen with a sinking feeling of dread. This lunatic was shopping restraints and clothes for her? He wouldn't let her go? She threw glance on Charlie's face and when he was looking away she suddenly sprang to action. She rose like a bolt of lightning and threw herself towards the front of the cabin in hope that someone would see her. Maybe she could get someone's attention with the car horn? She had to try.
But Charlie had been expecting this and just grabbed her from behind and pulled her back, the laptop falling to the floor.
- That was not very smart, princess, Charlie hissed at her as her pulled her back with a strong arm around her waist.
He threw her down on the bunk and picked up the tape. Sarah tried to move away from him and was grunting as loud as she could behind her gag.
- For that little stunt you get something extra tonight, princess.
He then flipped her onto her stomach as she kicked and wailed, all her efforts utterly useless against the large man. He caught her left leg and wrenched it up against her left thigh. Holding it there he started to wrap duct tape around ankle and thigh, locking her leg bent in place. When he was done he repeated it with her right leg and then stepped back savouring the bound females vain attempts to escape. She bugged, screamed and cried, but nothing changed. After a minute or two, she stopped thrashing about and simply buried her head in the pillow on the bunk and cried. Charlie sat down beside her and stroked her body with his hands. Feeling his dick growing hard he picked up the laptop, finished the order of new toys for his guest and then sent it in. The shop's auto reply promised that the order would be sent the next day. Great, Charlie thought, then the package will be waiting at home when we get there.
He then stripped down, turned off the light and climbed into the bunk beside the frantic girl. After having put on a rubber, he turned Sarah over on her back and easily thrusted himself into her defenseless sex as the awkward position of her legs offered no possible way of refusing his invasion of her. He teased her tits and nipples as he pumped her pussy with deep thrusts making her succumb to the feelings and she couldn't help starting to moan under his attention, but he finished before she could get anything more out of it. Charlie discarded the rubber and then slit the tape holding the legs on the now still redhead and then re-taped them straight with her ankles crossed. After this, he slipped into the bunk bed again and cradling the silent girl in his arms they both drifted of to sleep.
Hitching a Ride to Slavery
The next morning Charlie didn't bother with the previous day's routine since the truck was surrounded by several other rigs. He simply stuffed Sarah into the storage compartment again and got dressed. Sarah was less adamant to the treatment this morning as her strength and willpower was slowly eaten away by constant captivity. Charlie climbed into the drivers seat, looked around the parking area through the windows and since nothing seemed amiss, he climbed out of the truck and walked over to the small diner at the end of the lot. Inside where a wide variety of people and all having breakfast since the truck stop was a popular one, situated just outside of Oklahoma City.
After taking care of his more immediate needs in the men's room, Charlie found a vacant chair at the counter and sat down. He ordered a hearty breakfast and a side order of sandwiches and some water again. Whatching the news on a TV up on the wall, he ate his meal in silence. He didn't frequent this diner that often so he didn't know the staff and he saw no point in doing so today as his mind was preoccupied with the small red head taped and gagged in his truck at this moment. He felt himself more and more accustomed to the idea of keeping this one, if not for years to come than at least a couple of months.
Charlie finished his breakfast and paid the bill, grabbing his bag of extra food and left the diner. Walking over to his truck he decided to keep her for a few months at least and see what happened. Climbing back inside, he fired up the huge engine and drove out on the road again, heading home. It would be at least a day before he reached it, two if he enjoyed anymore of Sarah's company. He smiled at the thought as the truck picked up speed racing forward along the flat black highway snaking it's way across the land before him.
About 45 minutes later he found a small parking area aside the highway and it was deserted so he turned into it and stopped. Making sure no one was around, he climbed back into the back area of the truck. Opening the storage compartment he picked up the unresisting Sarah and stood her against the wall as he made the bed once again. He then sat her down and unwound the gag.
- You know what to do so I don't think I need to tell you, right?
Sarah looked at him with a subdued look and nodded meekly. Charlie opened the bag from the diner and picked out a large sandwich, unwrapping it he took a bite and grunted.
- Mmm, ham and cheese. Hope you like it.
He held out the sandwich to her and she took a large bite out of it, hunger driving her more than anything else. She wolfed down the sandwich Charlie fed her and drank as much water he would allow. He then cut the tape on her ankles and helped her to stand up as he offered her the makeshift toilet again. She blushed, but didn't fight him this time and in a few minutes she was done and once again gagged and taped into a package. She watched Charlie empty the plastic container and then returning to her. Charlie stroked hair out of her face and stroked her cheek with his hand.
He then picked her up and while holding her against his body he opened the storage compartment behind her back. He lowered her into the compartment, making sure she was comfortable on top of the mass of blankets and discarded clothes. He got down on his knees beside the compartment and leaning over, he kissed her forehead.
- See you soon, princess.
She pleaded faintly, but she made no real effort so Charlie got up and closed the lid and in a few more minutes they were out on the road again, moving steadily towards Charlie's home.
Sarah struggled to keep pace with her captor as he almost dragged her into the house by her hair. Her legs didn't work properly yet due to the prolonged time they had been taped together. She caught a glimpse of the desolate farmland around the house before they went inside. Charlie marched her through the hallway and to the end of it without releasing the grip in her long red hair. He pushed her through an open door and into a small spare bedroom. She saw a bed, a small table and a wardrobe and not much else.
Charlie let go of her hair and pushed her down on the bed where she fell in a heap. He then encircled her left ankle with a chain and locked it snug in place with a small padlock.
- This is your room whenever we are here. When we are on the road you stay in the truck with me. You may take of the gag, but if I hear to much noise from here, not that there is anyone around for miles to hear you, I will see to it that you can't make a sound. There is a chamber pot under the bed. If you need to use it, then do so and I will empty it later.
Charlie then left the room and closed the door behind him and headed for the kitchen. Sarah lay on the bed stunned by the flood of information and tried to digest it. She then tugged at the chain and found it anchored to the wall under the bed. She got up and noticed that it was long enough to move around in the room, but not much else. She laid down on the bed again and drew her knees up to her chest and hugged them. After a few minutes, she started to unwound the tape holding in the small sponge ball.
Charlie watched the whole scene from a small spyhole inside the larder that was on the other side of the wall. He watched her draw the blanket on the bed around her and then lay still on the bed. She didn't scream or plead and she didn't try to get free, she just lay prone under the blanket. Well, Charlie mused, time will tell if she stays calm or if she tries anything. He turned his attention to fixing some supper for himself and then it was time for bed. He decided to leave her alone for now to let her get used to the room and the house.
The next morning the sky was blue and the day promised to be a spectacular one. Charlie made breakfast and ate it while searching news sites on the laptop for any stories of the disappearance of 19 years old Sarah, but found nothing. He guessed it would probably be at least a few more days before people started to worry about her whereabouts. He prepared some oatmeal for her and a glass of milk, put it on a tray and took it to her room. He knocked and opened the door.
She was awake and sat up in the bed, wrapped in the blanket and staring at him with in trepidation. He moved a small table from the side of the door to the bed and placed the tray on it.
- Some breakfast perhaps?
She stared at the tray and then back to him.
- Do I need to empty the pot, princess?
She shook her head and looked down, avoiding his eyes.
- I'll be going into town to get a few things so if you make a list of anything you need I can get it. Otherwise, I will just guess and I might miss something you need.
He smiled at her and put down a notebook and a pen next to the tray. He then left the room and entered the larder via the kitchen again spying on her through the tiny hole. Sarah sat still for a minute and then unfurled the blanket and took the oatmeal, tasting it and grimaced, but started to eat it anyway. She drank the milk in between spoonfuls of the oatmeal and then placed it back on the tray. She then wrapped the blanket around her naked body again and laid down staring at the door. Charlie leaned against the wall and watched her some more before he started getting ready for a trip into town instead.
First things first, he sat down and made a list of what needed to be bought in the way of food and such. After making the list, he started on a second list and started to plan for several contingency's involving himself, Sarah and trips in the truck. When he felt satisfied with the list he went back to her room, knocked and opened the door. She was not on the bed. He didn't have time to ponder this since in the corner of the eye he saw something coming down in a blur against his head.
He instinctively raised the arm and the pot rebounded of his forearm. Sarah stood beside the door and looked at him with a blend of anger and fear as her plan obviously hadn't worked as she had imagined. No doubt she had envisioned him to be stricken down now and she would free herself and flee the house and him.
Charlie steeled his face and reached out and grabbed the retreating Sarah by the arm and dragged her towards the bed. She fought him and screamed.
- No! No! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't! Please, don't!
Charlie ignored her and held her arm in a steel grip as he sat down on the bed. He then drew her down over his knee, bending one of her arms up between her shoulder blades with his left hand. She shrieked as he with a loud smack landed his right hand on her naked ass. With a steady rhythm he started to spank her hard and the sensitive skin of her ass turned bright red. All the way through the punishment she pleaded with him, screamed in agony and cried. She bucked and wriggled under his grip, but didn't get loose. After swat twenty three, she hanged still over his knee and just cried silently, tears falling to the floor from her face obscured by her loosely hanging red hair. He lifted her up and laid her down on the floor, stepping over her he walked towards the door.
- You have an hour to write a list over what you need. If you haven't written one I will spank you again.
He then left the room and closed the door leaving her curled up on the floor crying.
An hour later to the minute, Charlie knocked and opened the door again. He was a little more hesitant and didn't walk right in this time. He saw the chain disappear in under the bed and when I looked under it he saw a bundle wrapped in the blanket and red hair sticking out at one end. She had stopped crying, but was absolutely still. Charlie stood up and retrieved the notebook from the table. On it was a few things scribbled and he read it. He then kicked the bed and asked her if this was all and she just said yes in a low subdued tone.
Charlie then bent down and reached in under the bed, grabbing hold of the blanket he started to drag her out from under the bed. She screamed again and tried to fight him, but he easily manhandled her up on the bed again. She pleaded again with him, but he ignored her and turned her on her stomach. He then smacked her on her red ass which resulted in a loud wail and Charlie barked at her.
- Lie still or you will get another one.
She froze and he took her hands and drew them up on her back.
- Please don't tie me again, please. I'll be good, I promise. Please.
- Sorry, but I'm not about to trust you right after that little assassination attempt earlier, not that I blame you for trying mind you. I have to make sure you won't do anything foolish while I'm away today. Now lie still.
Sarah groaned as Charlie wrapped rope around her slender wrists and cinching it between them. He then collected her legs, unlocked the padlock holding the chain and then tied her ankles in a similar fashion. He took a third length of rope and tied it around her ankles over the first rope and then bent her legs up until they were folded against the back of her thighs. He tied the rope around her hands and drew it taut in a stringent hogtie. He then walked over to the corner where she had thrown the sponge ball and blew of the dust from it. She watched him with pained eyes.
- No! No, don't gag me, please. I'll be quite, I won't say anything, please. Please let me go...
Charlie pushed the foam ball between her lips and into her mouth. He then took the duct tape and ripped of several large pieces. He placed them one by one over her mouth, covering the lower part of her face in tape and effectively sealing in the ball. She could only grunt and mew now in her pleads and protests. Charlie caressed her naked bound body and then got up.
- I'll be gone at least three hours, but I will untie you when I get home if I think you have behaved yourself.
He then grabbed the rope between her hands and feet and using it as a handle he hauled her of the bed, causing her to groan loudly from the strain this put on her shoulders. Charlie carried her over to a large wardrobe and after he opened the sturdy door he placed her on her stomach inside and closed the door again and locked it while Sarah made muffled wailing sounds inside.
Four hours later Charlie drove his beat up old Ford pick-up into the yard and parked it next to the truck. Taking the grocery bags into the kitchen he stowed away the contents before returning out to retrieve the two large boxes which's content had set him back quite a few dollars. He felt like a child on Christmas putting them on the kitchen table and cutting the first open. At the top of things was the paperwork and after a quick look he was pleased with the fact that everything he had ordered had been delivered. What pleased him even more was the fact that it was not ordered in his name and it was paid in cash on delivery at the post two cities over.
He then started to pick up the purchases one at the time and inspected them before he placed them in a large suitcase that he brought up from the cellar for this purpose. There were several different kinds of restraints, gags, hoods, clothing and even two different body sacks - one in leather and one in spandex. Much of the leather items was in dark forest green that would enhance the look combined with Sarah's long red hair.
Having stowed much of the items in the suitcase he then trashed the boxes and took them out back to burn them. He watched the fire consume the boxes and paperwork and then smothered the cinders with the water hose. He placed the suitcase in his bedroom and then took a handful of items left on the kitchen table and went to visit his guest.
Charlie knocked on the wardrobe door before opening it. A tired and puffy-eyed Sarah blinked at the light as she tried to see who had opened her minimal prison. The ropes holding her in a strict hogtie had not moved by much, but her disheveled look and marks where the ropes encircled her body told Charlie that she has at least tried to break free. He stroked hair from her face and smiled at her.
- Ready to come out again, princess?
She didn't move, but Charlie gripped the hogtie rope and lifted her over to her bed. She grunted as her body weight once again was straining her shoulders. Charlie untied the connecting rope and let her legs unfold. He then massaged her thighs to relieve the cramps she no doubt had from four hours in that position. She grunted behind her gag, but laid still with closed eyes. Charlie untied her legs and hands and her arms simply fell down her sides and came to rest on the bed along her body.
Making use of her lack of resistance due to the exhaustion, Charlie started to attach cuffs made of green leather to her ankles and wrists. They fitted snugly and the inside was padded for comfort. He used four small padlocks to secure them in place and the only key was in his pocket. Next was a matching collar, one inch wide and in green leather. In the front, back and at the sides was small d-rings attached. Charlie locked it in place with another small padlock and then attached the chain snaking out from under the bed to it with a sixth padlock.
Sitting on the bed next to her he stroked her nude backside with his hand, feeling that her smooth skin was warm and sticky with sweat. He realised she had been tied and nude for almost four days now without a shower or bath. Well, that was easily remedied. He stroked her hair and leaned down and said softly to her.
- I'm going to fix us something to eat now and after that I'll let you use the bathroom to get cleaned up. Does that sound good, princess?
She mewed something low in response.
- When you feel like it you can remove the gag again.
He got up from the bed, gathered the ropes and went to the door.
- I'll be back in a little while with your lunch.
And with that he left the door leaving the dead tired Sarah on the bed with her new restraints.
Hitching a Ride to Slavery
The large diesel truck was working itīs way down the highway as the sun was climbing on the clear blue sky. Charlie was humming along with a old Country tune on the radio and life was looking pretty good. The snow was deep over the Montana landscape and the traffic was sparse. Reaching over for the large thermos cup of coffee he shot a glance at his passenger in the seat beside him.
The casual looker would see a rather ordinary looking blond woman in a large oversize coat and sunglases. She smiled a somewhat stiff noncommitting smile and was humming. A more careful examination would reveal her face to be made of latex. The lips did not part and the lower part of her face sometimes moved in unexpected ways.
Under the large coat Sarah was strapped into a full body harness preventing her from moving about too much. Her arms was fixed to her sides and her legs was strapped together using a couple of black lether belts. The seatbelt drawn over the coat held her more or less in place as she occasionally fought her bonds during on of the orgasms her toys gave her during the course of the day.
Her nipples, clitoris, pussy and anus was outfitted with vibrating items, all connected with thin cables in the harness to a small controlbox at the small of her back. The box in turn was hooked up for power to the truck, but all communication between it and the laptop between them in a holder on the dashboard was wireless. The box even had enough juice to work without powercord for up til five hours, somthing Charlie used when they where not in the truck. As Sarah knew all to well the items could also delivere a shock as punishent to any transgressions not that it had been needed for the last week.
The now 21 year old red head only had incoherant memories of a life long ago without Master. Charlie had over the years boken her and rebuilt his pet and companion, a willing little sex kitten that took anything a threw at her and more. She needed and craved it by now and the bonds where not strictly needed, but Charlie enjoyed his slave tied and helpless and the thought of her in this condition in plain view as now was a turn on for him.
He reqocnised the sounds eminating from behind the latex mask and knew she was closing on at another orgasm. He smiled and tapped a few keys on the laptop and grinned broadly as the vibrators under the coar silenced followed with his strapped in toy suddenly started to protest and shake her head.
Up ahead a small rest stop was coming into view and Charlie eased up on the throttle and drove into the almost empty parking lot outside. Turning of the engine, he sat back and surveyed the rest stop. They had on occasion stoped here before, even back in the day when his passanger had been a little more willfull.
- Time for a toiletbrake and some breakfast, princess. He announced and unbuckled her seatbelt.
Turning in the seat he bend down and parted the coat covering her nude strapped body and unbuckled the belts holding her legs. Unbuckling her seatbelt he then checked her latex hood and wig, straigthening a few wrinkles. Taking of the sunglasses his eyes met her slightly dazed look as she still was riding the preorgasmal wave.
- If you behave I might feel inclined to reward you so keep that in mind.
She nodded and mewed something from inside the hood as he replaced the sunglasses, making sure the hooks attached to the loops in the hood under the wig. Taking a large floppy wool cap, he pulled it down over her head to ward of the chill and to further obscure her predicament from any prying eyes. A large wool scarf matching the cap completed her outfit and Charlie opened his door.
Charlie climbed out of the cabin of the large truck, feeling the bite of the crisp winter day and walked around to the passanger side. Opening the door he climbed up and helped Sarah to find her way out and down on to the snow covered ground. She stood a bit woobly as he shut the door. Placing a protective arm around her he lead his captive towards the side of the rest stop where the public toilets where situated. A quick scan around and he then ussured her inside the mens room and quickly walked her over to the handicapp stall.
Closing the door behind them he removed the scarf and then unbuttoned her large winter coat and slid it of her shoulders revealing her naked bound body. Scarf and coat was placed on the hook by the door and Charlie then reached down and unbuckled the crotchstrap on her harness he then withdrew the two dildoes lodged deep inside of her. She shuddered and groaned as the intruders left her body and he placed them in the small sink. Motioning her to sit down he then took out a few straps and with practised ease fatened her to the toilet, her legs wide apart and her back straight against the water reservoir.
- Now princess, I'm going to get us some breakfast while you be a good girl here. If you are done by the time I get back and have behaved yourself you'll get a treat.
She grunted something and Charlie smiled at her and turned around, unlocked and opened the door. Stepping out he looked over the room and found it still deserted so he closed the door behind him and used a small screwdriver to lock the stall from the outside. He could hear a liquid stream hit the surface in the toiletbowl as he left the restroom.
Twenty minutes later Charlie walked back into the restroom. A man was standing over by the urinals and Charlie walked over and stood beside him. When the man was finished he zipped up and washed his hands before leaving. When the door closed behind him Charlie waited a few seconds and then swiftly walked over to the handicapp stall and unlocked it. Inside, still strapped to the toilet, his slave awaited him. He placed the brown paper bag on the sinka and then took out a couple of sanitation swipes.
He hunkered down infront of her and reached in between her legs, using the swipes to clean her and dry of her senesetive skin. She moaned as he gently stroked her still swollen pussylips with the swipes and then dropped them in the bowl. Reaching behind her he then flushed and proceeded unstrapping her from the bowl again. Helping her stand up she made some quering noices and he ignored her. Turning her around he then had her stand with her legs on each side of the bowl and as he pressed at her shoulder he made her bend at the waist.
Reaching down he unzipped his fly and pulled out his erect cock. Moving forward he let the glistening tip stroke her pussy lips and Sarah pressed her body against his. He chuckled and reached down, parting her lips with his hand he slid his cock into her soft warm body and with gentle strokes started to fuck her. She grunted and mewed inside the latex hood and the blond wig's thresses bouned about as she climaxed well before him. He slapped her ass and continued to thrust inside of her, picking up the pace and force of each thrust. Slaming into that tight tween pussy he felt his own peak nearing. As the preassure in his balls started build up he felt his slave reach a second wave of orgasms and she was still rifing it as he shot his load inside of her. He hear her sniffle and mew as he whitdrew from her. Cum dripped down from inside of her and into the bowl as he used a swipe to clean him self of.
Picking up the vibrators from the sink i clatched her bare ass again makin her body jerk.
- Time to get going again.
He inserted the dildoes and drew the crotchstrap tight around them again. Hooking them up to the controlbox he then had her stand up again. Taking the coat he placed it over her shoulder and buttened it up, making sure that the arms of the coat was still fastened inside the side pockets. He wound the scarf around her lower face and checked the cap, adjusting it for a better fit and then picked up the paper bag again.
Unlocking the stall door he and his passsenger existed the stall and walked out of the restroom. Back at the truck, Charlie helped her up into the cabin again and closed the door behind her. Walking around he entered the cabin through the driver door and tossed the paper bag containing breakfast in the sleeper bed in the back. Leaning over he used a single letaher belt to strap her feet togheter and anchoring them to a bracket under the seat. He then fastend her seatbelt around her upperbody and then himself.
Starting the large engine they left the rest stop area and returned to the highway for a couple of more mile until they came to a small picknick area, deserted this time of the year. Unbuckling her seatbelt and unstrapping her legs, Charlie helped Sarah in to the back of the cabin. Seated on the bunk bed Charlie removed the scarf and cap and tossed them on the bed beside her. He then proceeded to remove the sunglasses and then unpinned the wig from her head.
Reaching down around her neck he then started to peal of the thin latex hood. Inch by inch Sarahs own face came into view from under it, revealing the gag lodged inbetween her full red lips. Her red hair ws matted and clinged to her head and she mewed as the hood came clear of her head.
- Better? Charlie asked looking into her green beautiful eyes.
She nodded demurley and Charlie reached behind her and unbuckled the gagstrap in the nape of her neck. Pulling the penis gag free from between her lips, she started to work her jaw to loosen the muscles. Charlie leaned over and kissed her lips and then reached over for the paper bag. Emptying the contents on the bed he picked up a sandwich and unwrapped it.
- Do you want the BLT or the tuna, princess?
Her voice croaked a little as she answered in a low submissive voice.
- Tuna, please.
He set the BLT to the side and unwrapped the other sandwich and held it up to her mouth. She took a hefty bite and started to chomp it down as he started on his own BLT. Now and then he held up a coffee for her to sip from and when she had finished he had her kneel on the floor while he finished breakfast in silence.
After breakfast he picked up the penis gag and held it to her lips. She dutifully opened her mouth and recieved the short stubby rubber silencer, bending her neck forward so that he could fasten the strap around her head. He then helped her stand up and using several leather belts he strapped her legs togheter.
Getting of the bunk bed, Charlie lifted the lid of it and propped it open. Inside was a desarray of pillows and blankets. Picking up the bound woman he gently lowered into the bowls of the bunk bed. Searching amongs the pillows he drew out a powercord and connected the controlbox in the small of her back.
- Now, I'll see you for dinner so enjoy your day, princess.
She mewed something as he closed the id over her and she settled into the soft surroundings of her box. Getting back into the driver seat, Charlie keyes a couple of comands on the lptop and faintly behind him he could hear her grunt as the vibrators started to tease her body again in unending randomized cycles of on and off. Combnations and intensity varied between the devices and it could keep her on the edge of release for hours. He chuckled and started up the rig. The radio blasted Johnny Cash as he turned out onto the highway again and steared towards the next drop of for some of the cargo he was hauling this trip. The trips where more comfortable now with a sexslave ready for use in the back of the truck.
Authors note :
Yeah, I know. It is quite a jump between part 3 and 4. Problem is that the story was logically going in a direction I didn't feel comfortable to write. But on the other hand I didn't feel OK with just leaving it so I wrote an ending to it anyways. There might be a few more parts in the future in between 3 and 4 and there might well be parts after 4 also, but at the moment none of that is in the works other than a few loose sentences in a workfile.
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