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SHE WAS KIDNAPPED part 4

SHE WAS KIDNAPPED part 4

Somehow she thought he was not going to hurt her. He seemed to be enjoying playing with her but had not cut her or hurt her in anyway. Ok Nina thought he had cut her hair but that hadn't physically hurt her. She could grow it again. And he was right she was vain about her hair.

Nina found a part of her that was completely serene about what was going to happen to her. She was helpless and he was in complete control. Whatever happened he was the one that decides. She had fought where she could and could do no more. Her life was in his hands. He held the upper hand and nothing she did would make any difference. As a criminal lawyer she was used to being in control.

When she said jump, all her staff jumped. She had worked hard and by 28 she was a full partner in the firm she worked in. Nina found there was no time in her life for a serious boyfriend, instead finding sexual solace in one night stands that were not meaningful. Blind dates that she initiated playing by her own rules and no expectations or long term commitment just pure lustful sex. Letting the men know that she was using them, enjoying the role reversal, in the real world men usually used woman for their sexual pleasure and cast them aside for the next conquest.

To Nina, it was very pleasurable to turn the tables and play the game by her rules. It made her feel all powerful. And now she was finding that all her rules were to be broken. This unknown man made the rules. She was to be subjected to his whims, pleasures. His sexual urges and desires to be satiated by her.

He moved closer to her, inhaling the scent from her skin finding the aroma arousing his nostrils highly sensitive. He recognized her scent she wore Impair by Avon, a slightly musky scent. Not a very remarkable scent, he thought, but mixed with Nina's natural scent he found himself aroused. Her scent scintillated him.

He found her scent arousing, her demeanor exhilarating. She seemed completely submissive to him, her eyes cast down her shoulders slumped. Something he had never experienced before, she was his first human subject.

All the other living creatures he had ever examined had died fighting she was an exception to this rule. Instead of fighting him she cowered, waiting for his next move, expecting him to initiate the next move. She excited him. For the first time, in a very long time, he felt a slight sexual stirring in his dick, something that rarely occurred. In fact the last time it had happened was not long before his mother had died.

When she had told him that the things they had done together were not normal but frowned upon by society. She had taught him everything he knew, homeschooling him, teaching him about the world. His upbringing had been molded by her ideology on the world.

His views shaped by what she believed. His first sexual experiences had been with his own mother. She had forced him to touch her she had taught him to finger and suck her to her own sick pleasure.

She had been totally disgusted when she had found him masturbating and had locked him in a cupboard for a day with no food. He had quickly learnt that she wished to be sexually satisfied but the thought that he could gratify himself was perverted. He had known nothing beyond what she had taught him and that he had experienced till she had died, then he had begun finding out what real life was like.

For a second when he looked at Nina he saw his mother's face. Something about her blonde hair and fair coloring reminded him fleetingly of her. She too had been a strong woman, confident and controlling. He had always wanted to be the one in control not her, now he had his chance with Nina. He would mold her as his mother had done, teaching her the way she should behave for him. Nina saw the way he was looking at her as his eyes softening a little more.

Something had definitely changed. He stroked her hair, brushed his hand along her cheek, kissing her tenderly on the lips. This time she did not try and turn away nor did she respond. He grabbed her by the throat, squeezing, applying just enough pressure so that she found herself choking holding her face close to his, staring at her the cold, mean look returning.

Shall we try that again? He released her throat again kissing her on the lips Nina opened her mouth allowing him to thrust his tongue forcefully into her mouth. She felt repulsion but also a hint of excitement edged with fear. She still didn't know what his intentions were but if she didn't cooperate, it was obvious he would punish her.

He kissed her long and hard, his tongue tasting her. She tasted good to him, her breath sweet, imagining that his tongue was his dick. Visualizing her sucking, him deep into her mouth her lips tight against his large dick with his erect dick wet and warm inside her small, tender mouth.

He kissed her hard, sucking on her lip, running his tongue along the edge of her soft lips. Nina felt herself being aroused by his passionate kisses and without thinking she kissed him back slipping her tongue inside his mouth. He backed off immediately, then lunging forward he slapped her hard across the face. Her head rocked to the side with the force of the blow. Nina bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. Tears welled in her eyes. He spoke to her, so furious.

Never-Never do that again! You disgust me with your forwardness.

Nina timidly smiled at him hoping to calm him down. She spoke quietly.

No, Master.

He looked at her. Staring intently, watching her face carefully to see that she did not mock him. She lowered her gaze, not daring to infuriate him anymore.

Without another word he walked to her side. She felt a tiny pinprick on her hip from the knife as he cut away her G-string. Then Nina felt the coldness of the metal bucket as he shifted it closer to her inner thigh, placing the knife on the table by her feet. He raised her knees, one at a time, so that he could spread her legs wider. She tried to see what he was doing but was only able to lift her head a little. She heard what sounded like water running into the bucket and flinched as a cold, wet cloth washed her privates.

She felt herself blush as he washed the pee from her body. He was gentle and said nothing as he cleaned her up his strong hand easily lifting her bum up and washing her bum cheeks.

Nina lay there humiliated but accepting as he tended to her. He took the bucket away, placing it back on the floor. Walking to the chest of drawers he took out a soft fluffy towel and taking great care he toweled her dry. Patting her creases and paying particular attention to her pussy lips.

He opened her pussy lips, with his fingers, spreading them, revealing her opening and the small nub of her clitoris.

To be continued
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