Dirty Ntr Story

The known Unknown

You are picked up and carried, feeling dirty as your legs are around him, his hands on your ass. With your hands tied behind your back, you are forced to lean forward. You don't dare say a word. You are walked into the house and taken down to the basement. You see that the basement has been converted into some kind of room. You feel your small body being thrown onto the big bed. You move around to get comfortable and to see what they are doing, as you turn, you watch as one of them pushes a black ribbon covering your eyes he ties it in place. You think about your situation tied up, abducted, on a bed and in control of men.

Your mind can't help but think that what they want is your body. That is only confirmed when they start ripping your clothes off your body, leaving you in just your panties. Cutting off your bra. You feel so exposed, embarrassed, and worried. You feel a strap being wrapped around your ankle. When you move your foot, you can hear the familiar sound of a chain against metal. The strap around your ankle has a chain connected to it and the bed. "Get some rest. You are going to be busy," he says. Before you hear them both leave. You lay in the bed thinking about me, how you miss me, how you'd wish I'd save you, about the reason why you'll be busy, having an idea of why you'll be busy you wonder if I had planned it.

You don't know anything. You push your beautiful nearly naked body under the covers, hoping for the best outcome going with that I had planned your Abduction knowing it is your favourite situation to be in. You sleep remaining tied and blindfolded only able to sleep, believing that I had planned the whole thing. That belief calming your nerves, even turning you on to the thought. You are woken up the next day to being pulled out of the bed. You are walked out to the centre of the room, being roughly forced to your knees. Your knees hit the cold stone floor. You give a small hiss as they do. Being woken up, dragged out of bed and put on your knees, you can guess what's coming.

You are left there still tied, blindfolded, nearly naked, and turned on. There's no way you'd be abducted if I didn't plan it, you think to yourself. You believe that your situation is due to me forcing you to live your favourite fantasy, abduction, and rape. Although you aren't a fan of other people touching you or serving other people, you know that your situation is one I put you in, which pleases me. Besides, you don't have a choice. You suddenly feel a number of heavy cocks rest on your head and on your face. You didn't even hear them come down the stairs or hear anything to suggest anyone was there. Maybe you was thinking too much but the sudden feeling isn't a bad one.

It makes you feel so dirty and degraded that this is the only purpose you was abducted for and that by serving in whatever situation you are in is in turn serving me and my wishes. It feels so wrong but that's a part of what makes it feel good. The smell of cock fills your nose. You being the slut you are you love the smell, you can't tell how many there are but you know you have alot of work to do. You don't fight your position you understand that you are there to be used, there's no escape, you believe you are there under my wishes and there is no chance of escape not that you want to escape. You tilt your head back a little opening your mouth all on your own.