CAGED AND
TRAPPED
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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28 The small
cage had become her world. Tight, confining, and hard were it\u8217\'92s rules.
The good life that she had once enjoyed was only a distant dream. The here and now
was a mix of boredom and pain and terror. She was either ignored or raped and tortured
. There was nothing else in her life. Alone in some long forgotten wreck of a farmhouse
she learned to fear the sound of tires in the gravel for it meant that somebody
was coming to torment her. She would rather be hungry and thirsty than have somebody
come to see to her needs. Anything given to her had a price and she paid with her
pain and her screams.
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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28 The crunch
of tires coming up the road awoke her. The sound of the back door opening filled
her with dread. Then she heard the sound of a woman\u8217\'92s voice asking if
anybody was there. A woman, all had been men before, maybe a woman was salvation
instead of suffering. She heard her cracked voice answer the question. Hope sprang
to life in her heart as the footsteps neared and the door opened. The person that
entered was a tall very fit woman in her late thirties. Short almost bobbed hair
framed a handsome face. Not pretty or beautiful, handsome was the word. Tanned
and lithe she moved in the way wolves do, an effortless grace supported by strong
supple muscles. She appeared shocked with her find and attempted to open the cage
. After having the hung key pointed out to her she managed to free the captive.
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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28 Saved
and safe at last she crawled out and managed to stand with her arms hugging her
rescuer. The story\u8217\'92s telling brought both shock and tender sympathy. She
was led to a room with a bed. She knew that bed well, she had been tied there more
than once while her body was used and abused for the pleasure of some bastard.
Now it appeared as a safe haven. While she rested food and drink were brought and
she feasted on the simple fare. She was helped as she washed herself and tended
her many hurts. Kind words washed away some of the fear and slowly she dared to
think her ordeal was over. The car was a freedom machine that bore her away from
her weeks of captivity and she hardly noticed the smoke that came from the old
house as it shrank behind them. She had never known where she had been held and
didn\u8217\'92t have any idea how far it was to someplace where she could report
her abuse to somebody that could began the process of punishing those who had sought
pleasure in her pain. One dirt road followed another but she was too drunk with
relief to notice.
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cabin was almost as old as the house had been but it was explained to her that
it was being used as a base camp for the study her rescuer was involved in. They
would spend the night there and in the morning she would be taken to town and she
could report to the sheriff there.
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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28 Night and
sleep both came early and for the first time in too long she felt safe and let
herself fall into a deep restful slumber. At first she thought that the blows and
the hard hands were a bad dream but she awoke to find herself bent over a sawhorse
and tied there. She was blindfolded and being whipped. Her ass and pussy were burning
from the blows and her tits felt like they were cut to ribbons. The beating ended
and her cries went unanswered. The blindfold was ripped from her face and as her
vision cleared she saw her rescuer standing in front of her wearing the largest
strap on dildo she had ever seen. She was laughed at and taunted by the woman,
was she really dumb enough to think she had been saved? No she had been sold and
now her new owner was going to get her money\u8217\'92s worth. The rapes that followed
were worse than anything that she had previously endured. This hard prick was plastic
and would never get sore or go soft. Her cunt and asshole were scoured raw and
bleeding before her savior was satisfied. She was freed from the horse and thrown
to the ground. She fought but she was no match for the woman. Tied spread eagle
on the ground she was forced to use her mouth and tongue to pleasure her. Almost
drowned by the flood of pussy juice that poured down on her she at last was allowed
to stop.
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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28 It had been
the worst time that she had since she had been taken. Her pleas for mercy were
ignored as ropes and other things were prepared. No idea of what she faced crossed
her mind until a noose was placed around her neck and drawn tight. A stopper was
tied to prevent it from loosening and it was run over the rafter high over her.
When her hands and feet were freed she was forced to stand by the pressure on her
neck. She was on tiptoe before the noose stopped pulling her up. Her hands tied
behind her back, her ass and pussy once more filled by too large dildos, she stood
and waited for whatever would be done to her. She stood and stood while the woman
brought in a chair and sat watching her. She pleasured herself with her fingers
and a large vibrator as she sat and enjoyed the view. After her third of fourth
climax the knife was brought out. It didn\u8217\'92t even hurt as it slipped easily
into the soft skin just above the battered cunt. Just a small narrow cut, it didn
\u8217\'92t look like much and she really had no idea that it was a death blow.
She was much more worried by the weakness and trembling in her legs. She was finding
it impossible to hold herself up enough to avoid the lethal embrace of the noose
. Just as she was about to give up and just let herself be hanged the pressure was
relaxed until she could stand flatfooted. She drew in deep breaths of air as she
fought to recover from her near death experience. She stood until the pain in her
belly grew into a ravaging inferno that required her to curl up to relieve the
agony. Of course when she did the noose quickly shut her air off and forced her
to stand bringing fresh waves of agony. She danced for time without end or measure
. Each minute an eternity, each movement laced with it\u8217\'92s own special torment
. Fire and air became her life, avoiding one and seeking the other. She had been
a fool to believe that she had been rescued and to trust in the kindness of an
accidentally met stranger. She had dared to believe her long ordeal was over. She
had thought that she had found a friend and the knowledge that she had been set
up and betrayed burned in her heart. She found enough air to allow her to scream
out her pain and anger. Soul sick and dying she gave voice to her anger and lost
hopes in a long wordless scream, high pitched and quivering it carried it\u8217
\'92s message to the uncaring world. It seemed to have taken all her excess strength
for she returned to her slow dance. Lacking the will or the power to just curl
up and let the noose end it all she prolonged needlessly her life and her agony.
When she was at last unable to lift herself high enough to relax the rope\u8217\'92
s hold on her life but just before the darkness claimed her she was cut down. As
she lay heaped on the ground and unable to move she was once more tied to the stakes
that had held her before. The dildos were pulled from her and the pussy dropped
to cover her face. She had not the power to do anything except let it stay there
covering her. The expected order to use her tongue did not come, instead the wet
slit moved to cover both her mouth and nose. She tried to move clear of that suffocating
mass of flesh and hair but she could not. She tossed and turned her head in a valiant
effort to stave off the darkness for just a while longer. Each movement was paid
for, paid in the anguish in her belly, agonies that went far beyond anything that
she have had dreamed of in her worse nightmares. She finally gave one last spasm
and shuddered as her abused body failed her. She had time enough to taste the flood
of cunt cum that filled her mouth as her death purchased a fine mind blowing orgasm
for the woman who rescued and betrayed her.
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