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 Held Captive
   Part 1 of 3: Misadventure
   by Nysidra
   This is a graphic story containing several erotic concepts, explicit
sexual descriptions, violence, and drug use.
   Dark Erotica (Mf)
   Summary: Ariel is a precocious young woman, add to this: naive and
trusting.  She descends into a prison of sorrow and pain, but I assure you,
she eventually finds her way out.
   <->
   "Don't wander off too far," her older sister cautioned as Ariel set out
to do just that.  Giggling, she ran up the unfamiliar path.  When she was
out of earshot she slowed to a walk, looking around at the trees, looking
for interesting wildlife.
   "Morning."
   Ariel turned in a slow circle.  There, by the trees.  A man zipped his
pants.
   She waved to him.  "Morning."
   "You lost?"
   She looked around.  Camp was back toward the lake.  She knew that much.
Where was the lake?  "Not really.  Do I look lost to you?"
   He chuckled and signaled her over.  "What's your name?"
   "Ariel."
   "Raven."
   She walked closer, but stood against the tree opposite him.  He looked
good, a little ragged, but it was only morning.  "Are you lost?"
   "Nah, just emptying my bladder on the way back."
   "Back to where?"
   "The highway is along that path.  I'm on my motorcycle.  There's room
for a passenger if you want to come back with me."
   Ariel's heart raced.  How old did he think she was?  "I'd like to see
your bike."
   "Do you ride?" He led the way back up the path.
   "No.  Never got the chance.  I don't know anyone with a bike, but I like
seeing them."
   Another man sat astride his motorcycle.  Lean, near forties, brown and
gray hair on his head.
   "Ariel, this is my good friend, Jasper."
   "I thought you went to piss," Jasper smiled at her and looked her over,
taking in her sundress and flats in much of the same way Raven had.
   "I did." He walked her over to his bike.  "You want to go for a ride?"
   Yes, she did, but her sister was back at camp.  They had to pack up and
leave today.  She didn't want to go back.  The frown had Raven looking at
her curiously.  "I want to, but I'm not sure if I should."
   "Easy, do what you want."
   She grinned and shrugged.  "Okay."
   Raven got on the back and coached her toward getting on behind him.  She
put her hands around his waist and grinned into his back.  This was going
to be fun!
   Ariel squealed as the bikes hit the open road.  Wind whipped around her
turning the warm day several degrees cooler.  Nothing but road and trees,
all of three cars passed them going in the opposite direction.  Up and down
hills, into a different section of the mountains.
   More than just a ride, they pulled up to a cabin - rather spacious,
large enough for a family.  They parked the bikes in a shed.
   Raven helped her down off the bike.  It hadn't been that long of a ride,
maybe half an hour?  She could get back after noon, before her sister
freaked out too much.  She shook her wobbly legs.
   "Nice catch," Jasper took off his leather jacket and tucked it into the
saddlebag of his bike.
   "And I wasn't even fishing," said Raven.  "Want something to drink?"
   "Sure!" Ariel followed them into the cabin.  No one around but them. 
Raven pulled out three beer bottles and opened the tops.  He handed one to
Jasper and the other to her.
   A beer?  Ariel grinned as she tipped the bottle to her lips.  He didn't
know she wasn't old enough to drink either, or maybe he just didn't care.
Either way, she wasn't about to ruin what was shaping out to be the
greatest adventure of her life.
   "So," Raven said, "what were you doing in those woods?"
   "Camping.  I went out for a walk looking for something interesting. 
Found you."
   "You think I'm interesting, cute stuff?"
   She grinned, but didn't answer.  "I think you might be." She didn't
realize she had opened her legs until she followed their gazes.  While
shifting around the hem of her dress had rode up.
   "Want another?" Jasper asked as he went to the fridge.
   "Yes, thanks." Ariel giggled as she took the second beer.
   Raven got up and stood behind her, put his hand on her stomach, reached
up to caress her breast.  She sucked in a breath and held it.  His finger
circled her nipple until it hardened, then he moved on to the other, warm
maddening circles.  She'd never had anyone touch her like this.
   Jasper sat across from her, watching Raven's hands stroked her body
outside her dress.  "I think she likes you."
   "Is that right?" Raven said.  "Do you like me?"
   She nodded, hummed.
   "How much?" He reached between her legs, moved the leg of her panties
aside.  This time he did the humming.  "That feels like very much."
   Ariel hissed as his finger pressed inside.  It hurt a little, burned as
she stretched around his fingers.
   He kept his fingers there, but didn't try to press them deeper.  "You
want me to fix that for you?"
   "Raven." Jasper shook his head.  "Nothing but trouble right there.  You
better get this girl back where she came from before sun down."
   "Hush." Raven removed his hand and stood between her and Jasper.  He
looked at her, waiting for her answer.
   Jasper had a good point, not about her being trouble, but getting back.
Latoya would freak out if she didn't show up soon.  But it would be awhile.
She'd go looking for her first, then back up the camp, then look for her
again.  She wouldn't call her parents until she got back to the car.  As
long as she was back by evening she could say she got lost.
   "I'd like that."
   Raven hoisted her onto his hip and carried her into the back bedroom. 
He set her on the bed, and searched the drawers until he came up with a
rolled of condoms, then came back from the bathroom with a bottle of clear
liquid.  "Take your clothes off."
   She was feeling agreeable, floaty.  Her head swam as she pulled the
dress overhead, tugged her panties down.
   Raven undressed crawled into the bed beside her.  He was a big man,
easily weighing twice as much as her.  His hands went between her legs,
went back to the wet opening of her pussy.
   She hissed.  "Ow."
   He slowed, widened her with two of his fingers, back and forth, in and
out.  "Better?"
   "Yeah.  Hurts, but it's really good too."
   He leaned over and rubbed the tip of his nose to hers.  "Kiss me."
   She pressed her lips to his.  This was all she knew how to do.  He
sucked on her bottom lip, ran his tongue along the crease of his lips until
she opened.  Her tongue darted out to touch his, then she put her tongue in
his mouth.  Her pussy clenched down on his fingers, her hips rolled on his
hand.
   He pulled away and grabbed a condom.  Rolled it on his erection.  He
crawled on top of her and positioned the head of his cock at her pussy.  He
pushed in and new discomfort arose.  Ariel clung to his body, tense and
worried, but curious and hopeful.
   "Ow, ow, ow," she dug her nails into her back.  A cramp rose in her
lower belly, but it didn't continue.
   "Breathe.  I'm inside you now."
   Her breath hitched a few times, but she kept trying for the next one. 
She didn't cling to him as desperately.  Sweat rolled down the side of her
face.
   He slid out and in a few times, each stroke felt a little better than
the last.  One or two more and he really began to fuck her with an
aggressive rhythm.  The bed creaked and her body shook under him.
   She kept her legs open, braced herself.  After a minute or so he
stiffened, grunted and pumped deep inside her before pulling out.
   Ariel turned to the wall and listened to his breath slow.  Okay, so that
was done.  For some reason she had expected this would feel more fun.
   Raven snored beside her.  She eased out the bed and cleaned herself up
in the bathroom.  She put her dress back on, but not the underwear.  They
were too damp to put back on.
   Jasper was still at the counter, eating a burrito, nursing a beer.  He
looked at her and shook his head.
   She sat on the stool beside him.
   "Want some?"
   "Is it good?"
   He shrugged a little and cut her a piece.  "Where's Raven?"
   "He fell asleep."
   He laughed at that.  "Knocked him out on the first round, huh?"
   She finished chewing her food and swallowed.  "I guess."
   He shared the rest of his burrito with her.  The food on her stomach
took away a bit of her wooziness, but not by much.
   "Did you have fun?"
   She shrugged slightly.  Ariel didn't have anything to compare against.
Was that the way it was supposed to be?
   "Come here." Jasper pat his lap.
   She moved over and sat on his thigh.  He wiped his hand and reached
under her dress, straight to her bare pussy.
   "Shit.  All he did was warm you up." Jaspers fingers circled outside her
lips, moving just under her clitoris.
   Ariel stifled her moan.  This felt even better than when she touched
herself.
   "You like that?"
   She nodded and hooked her arm around his neck, leaned on his shoulder.
If he was this good just touching her, would he also be better inside her?
   Raven stirred in the bedroom.
   Jasper took his fingers away from her pussy, but didn't tell her to
leave his lap.
   Raven narrowed his eyes and looked at them.  "Ariel."
   She slid out of Jasper's lap and went back over to Raven, followed him
back into the bedroom.
   "Lay down over the bed."
   She had to get going soon.  Ariel thought to herself but leaned over the
side of the bed.
   "What were you doing in Jasper's lap?"
   "He was touching me."
   "Yeah, you let any man touch you?"
   "No," she said sullenly.
   "Someone needs to teach you how to behave." Raven put one hand between
her shoulder blades and smacked her hand on the ass with the other.
   "Ow!  Hey, stop!"
   "Damn, look at that ass jiggle.  Be still."
   "Seriously, that hurt."
   "It wouldn't be a lesson otherwise, girl." The cap of that bottle open
and he squirted clear liquid onto his fingers.  "Stay on your stomach."
   "I need to get home."
   "Not yet, you don't." Cold, wet.  His fingers circled her anus and
pierce the tight ring of muscle.
   What was he doing?
   He poured more lubricant on his fingers and kept probing her ass.  It
tingled, warm, burned a little, different than her pussy.  There weren't
any cramps.  He shifted behind her.  What was he doing now?
   She screamed into the mattress as Raven penetrated her ass with his
cock. It burned, stung, and he didn't stop pressing inside her until he
filled her with his cock.
   "I don't like this," she sobbed.
   "Hush your whining.  You'll like it plenty."
   Ariel frowned into the mattress as he began to withdraw from her, only
to press back in.  He smacked her ass, first one cheek then the other.  Not
all that hard, but given her earlier licks, everything hurt.  It went on
forever, her own cries echoed in her head.  It never felt good, not even
repeatable.  Just the stretching and the burn and discomfort.  Then,
finally, Raven reached his climax and pulled out.
   Her whole body trembled.  She wiped her tear-stained cheeks on the
sheets while Jasper did something in the bathroom.
   "Go clean yourself up."
   She pushed off the bed and walked into the bathroom.  She expected to
find blood and torn flesh, but it wasn't that bad.  It wasn't good, but not
that bad.  Adventure over.  Time to get back.  She walked back in the
bedroom with Raven, but he was still naked, lying on his back.
   "Come suck me off."
   "I think I should head back."
   "Back where?"
   "Where I was?" Ariel fought to remember the name of her camp site, not
that Latoya hadn't told her.
   "Come suck me off first."
   "I don't know how."
   "Then get your ass over here so that I can teach you."
   She crawled onto the bed and between his legs.  "My ass hurts."
   "A lot more than that is going to hurt if you don't start listening. 
Open your mouth, use you tongue, not your teeth.  Suck on me.  Get me
hard."
   She really didn't want him smacking her again.  She lowered her head and
took him into her mouth.  She moved her tongue and lips, trying to please
him, to avoid any more pain.  He grasped the back of her neck and pressed
deeper into her mouth, in and out.  She stilled and tried to accommodate
his length.  She couldn't.  She gagged, eyes watered.  Two, three more
times and then he came, filled his mouth with his come.
   Ariel swallowed the liquid without tasting it.
   "Well done, sugar." He pulled her into his arms as if she were his
stuffed bear, arms and legs tangled with her own.
   She lay awake long after his breath turned heavy.  Elsewhere in the
house the television played.  She strained to hear if it were the news, if
someone had called the police.  All she heard was the laugh track of a
sitcom.
   Outside, the sun began to set.  Her sister would have packed up by now,
at least gone to the car.  Her parents would know.  How were they going to
find her?  She always talked a big game about running away, going off and
living her own life without all their rules and restrictions.  Did they
think she did that?
   Tears wet the sheets beneath her.  Even if he took her back tomorrow,
she wouldn't know her way back to the camp site from the road, or where on
the road she joined them.  She'd have to get him to take her home, at least
near her house.
   Sometime during the night, his grip on her loosened enough to crawl away
from his heat, the thick smell of his body.  She went to the bathroom and
go back in bed, but this time she slept apart from him.
   Early morning.  Birds took up a raucous sound.
   "What are you doing?" His gruff voice stilled her.  He reached out and
pulled her back next to his body.  His hand rubbed up and down her back,
rounded her shoulders, cupped her breasts.  His fingers played in the curls
of her pubic hair.
   Ariel waited for more, but there wasn't.  His hands slowed and he was
back to snoring.
   She eased out the bed and slipped back into her dress.
   Jasper sat to the table with a bunch of mechanical parts spread on a
towel.  He was cleaning them with a small brush.  He looked up and frowned
at her.
   She knew what he saw.  Swollen eyes, puffy lips, a tangled mess of hair
on her head.  She wriggled her fingers in greeting.
   "Hey," he said.
   She looked through their kitchen.  She tallied up the items she could
use to make breakfast.  "Want some breakfast?"
   Jasper joined her in the kitchen and looked over her work.  Steak, eggs,
and pan fried potatoes.  "Hell yeah."
   Raven entered the kitchen sniffing the air.  One eye cracked open,
scratching his chest as he looked around.
   "Have a seat," she said.  "I'll fix you a plate."
   Raven plopped down in the chair with a dopey smile.  He looked down at
the plate a second or two before scarfing down the meal.  "Need to make a
food run."
   "You're assuming she's staying around to cook," said Jasper.
   "Of course she's staying.  She doesn't even know where she came from."
   "I know where I live," Ariel said.  "It's only an hour drive from the
lake."
   "You're staying here for now." Raven said.  He didn't even look up from
his plate.
   Ariel looked at Jasper, her eyes wide, imploring him to talk sense into
him.  Maybe she could get Jasper to take her home.
   "What?" Raven snapped.  "You got summer classes or some shit to get to?"
   Ariel shook her head slowly.
   "How old are you?" Jasper prompted.
   Good point!  That would help her situation.  "I'm sixteen."
   Silverware clattered on the plate.  Raven looked between Jasper and
Ariel, waiting for one of them to laugh, wink, something.  "The fuck you
just say?"
   "I'm sixteen.  I don't have any classes this summer, but I do need to
get home."
   "You knew." Raven said to Jasper.
   "I believe your words were, 'hush.' You should trying listening."
   Ariel chuckled at that.
   "That settles it then." Raven went back to eating.  "Make a list of
things you'll need."
   "Wait, I just told you--"
   "That I'm either keeping you or getting locked up.  I heard.  I'm
keeping your sweet ass."
   Her face got so hot her ears burned.  She clenched her fists beside her
and looked at Jasper.  He put his finger to his lips.  Did that mean he'd
help her later?
   "Paper?" Ariel said to Jasper, trying not to lose her mind.
   "Living room, desk beside the couch."
   She sat on the couch, pad and pen in hand.  New tears tracked down her
cheeks.  She'd really fucked up this time, but a grocery list was something
she could focus on.  It was just for the day.  He'd get bored of her soon,
then Jasper could take her home, get her to a phone, something.
   Phone.  She could call them?  Ariel frowned at that thought.  Not yet.
She could still make it out of this without getting into too much trouble.
   As Raven talked with Jasper at the table, she went in search of a
shower. Afterward she put on the only thing she had, her light green dress.
Her underwear lay over the shower rack, drying.
   An exploration of the cabin revealed three bedrooms, a living room, and
the open kitchen with a dining area.  Other than the shed, there were trees
as far as the eye could see.
   "Ariel," Raven called.
   She found him in the living room.
   He waved her into his lap.  "Kiss me like I kissed you last night."
   Open mouth, lips and tongue.  She knew what to do.  His lips were large
like the rest of him.  When he moved she jumped, but didn't leave his lap.
She kissed him, turning her head, moving her tongue like she was supposed
to, trembling the whole while.
   Raven broke the kiss and tucked her against his chest.  "Trembling like
a leaf.  Here, take this dress off.  You can throw it in the wash."
   Now she was naked and all he had on were shorts.  "Will you take me back
later?"
   "Sure, in a few days.  Okay?" He leaned forward and took her nipple into
his mouth.  "Have fun with me until then."
   Had she had fun with him yet?  Ariel closed her eyes, his mouth felt
good on her nipple.  She tried to think back.  One or two days.  She'd say
she got lost and he found her and gave her a ride home.  No one would get
in trouble.
   He fished his cock out and set her down on him.  She whimpered as she
lowered onto his cock.  Her pussy was a bit sore, but not as much as she
feared.  He reached between their bodies and rubbed on her clitoris, a
little too rough for her tastes, but his intentions were good.  She focused
on riding him - up and down, keeping the angle bearable.
   Raven stood and turned her over, put her on her back lengthwise on the
couch, lifted her legs up over his shoulders.  That made her pussy so much
tighter around him.  He jabbed deep inside her with each thrust, grinding
into her.
   "Fuck yeah.  Tight little pussy." With a groan he pulled out and jacked
his cock over her until hot ropes of white liquid hit her belly and
breasts.
   Jasper entered the house then.  "Do you even know what you're doing?"
   "Looks good, doesn't she?"
   "You're the only one who broke a sweat."
   "Fuck off, J.  She's my catch."
   "Oh?  If she jumped in your bucket, then it's her choice to jump out."
   Raven ignored Jasper.  He set her legs aside and winked down at her. 
"Go clean yourself up." He looked at Jasper.  "You got something that will
fit her?"
   "Maybe, I'll look.  Matt keeps some stuff here.  He's about her size."
   "Need to get into town and back before they start circulating her
picture."
   Circulating her picture.  Missing.  Reward?  Ariel brushed the warm
cloth down her body, cleaning off the sticky white substance.  It almost
felt good that time.  Maybe she just needed to get used to him.
   Jasper had a few clothes out, she stood in front of him, naked, cleaned
up.  "Did you finish your list?"
   "He said he would take me back in a few days.  Was he telling me the
truth?"
   Jasper shrugged and held a shirt out for her.  "Pull your hair back and
put this hat on.  Not bad." He then gave her a pair of jeans, but he had to
fasten them up with a strip of fabric.  She stood there while he
transformed her into an adolescent boy in ill-fitted clothes.
   Ariel sat in the back of the truck while they went into the store.  They
left her with the windows rolled partially down.  Each time someone passed
by, she thought about getting out, asking for a ride home.  She pressed her
face to the window, begging to be recognized.  No one around here knew her.
Even so, how long had it been?  Just a day?  She sweat, her heart raced. 
She was having some kind of crazy reaction bordering on a mental break
down. She needed to do something?  Right?
   They returned with a shopping cart full of paper bags.  She took the
bags and set them on either side of her until the back seat was full.  The
ride back was crowded, but peaceful.  She was relieved to be away from
people, free of her confusion.
   They pulled up to the cabin, parked the truck just outside the shed. 
Four other bikes had joined Jasper and Raven's.
   Raven parked and jumped out with a great belly laugh.  "Hey!"
   Four men streamed out the house and the six of them hugged, pat each
other on the shoulders, and took up a cacophony of conversation.  A tall
man with frost blond hair waved her green dress in the air.
   Raven pointed toward the truck.  They approached as a group, some opened
the front doors, waved at her.  All of them grabbed a bag or two until she
was revealed.
   Would any of them help her?
   The blond passed off the bag of groceries and helped her out the truck.
He took off her hat and shook her hair loose.  "My, aren't you a cute
little thing.  When you want to trade up, I'll make it worth your while."
   Raven put his arm around her, resting over the top of her chest, and he
pulled her back towards his body.  "Trevor, this is Ariel.  She belongs to
me, and isn't looking to trade for anything."
   Trevor narrowed his eyes, giving her a closer look over.  Then he turned
the harsh look to Raven.  "First of all, she's not a woman.  This is that
girl that went missing near Ohana Lake."
   "She might have been a girl then, but she's a woman now."
   "Second, if you have to hold her like that.  She ain't yours." Trevor
winked at her.
   "Fuck you." Raven said, but dropped the loose choke hold.  "Doesn't
matter.  She's mine." He pointed to the last bag in the truck.  "Take that
inside and put everything away."
   Ariel carried the bag inside with a private smile.  Her parents missed
her!  People were looking for her.  Even better, that Trevor guy knew it.
His gray eyes looked sympathetic, but was it enough to get here out of here
and back where she belonged?
   She entered the kitchen and everyone in the house migrated to the
counter, looking her over.  "Hi."
   "Hello," sang one of them.  "Are you hot in all that?"
   "Yeah, but Trevor still has my dress."
   One of them eyed her as if she were a sizzling piece of meat.  He licked
his lips and hummed as if eating candy.  He had dark brown, straight hair,
a long beard.  His arms were covered in ink.  "What's your name?"
   "Ariel.  What about you all?"
   "I'm Wilson." He was the one with the ink.
   "Derrick," said the dark, stocky one.
   "Matt," about her height, light blue eyes, black hair.
   "I'm wearing your clothes?"
   Matt nodded and grinned from ear to ear.  "No trouble, but I'll want to
wear you later."
   Ariel blushed and turned away, but she didn't have anything left to put
away.  Jasper, Raven, and Trevor entered the house.  Raven took one look at
her and signaled her over.
   "Get in here." He shut the bedroom door behind him and tossed her dress
on the bed.  "Get changed.  Don't go waving your tits and ass around to
them.  You open your legs for me and no one else.  Understood?"
   Ariel fumbled with the knot at her waist.  Who was he to tell her what
to do?
   "Do you understand?  Or do I need to teach you a lesson?"
   "I understand!" She was down to just the pesky knot around the jeans
when someone knocked on the door.
   "Hope I'm intruding."
   "She's changing." Raven said as Trevor stepped into the room.
   Trevor took one look at her and kept walking over.  He took to his knee
and pulled a switch blade out of her boot.
   "Hey," Raven barked.
   "Calm down, big guy.  She needs help." He flicked the blade open and cut
the fabric.  "Worry about Wilson.  He's out there drooling.  He'd make a
mess of her if that happened.  He's more suited to seasoned women."
   "He can't have her either.  I know plenty about that prick.  I ran with
him back when he was with that giant."
   Trevor laughed, "Yeah, I remember her." Still on his knee, his face a
foot away from her naked breasts, he smiled up at her.  "If anyone tries to
move on you and Raven ain't around, come see me.  I'll take care of you."
   "I'm not his," Ariel breathed, soft enough for Trevor hear.
   "Damn right," Raven snapped his fingers.  "Hurry it up."
   She let the jeans fall to the floor.  That's all there was covering the
rest of her.
   "Fucking ace," Trevor stood and walked around her.  He paused behind
her. "Fuck, Ray?  You beat her?"
   "Barely touched her.  She needed it.  That's all."
   "Ray, she's gorgeous, and I hardly think she deserved whatever you did.
Don't mess her up." Trevor rounded her and caressed her cheek.  "Did you
try asking nicely?"
   "I'll do what I want.  Mind your business." Raven walked over and
smacked Trevor's hands away from her.  "Close the door behind you."
   Trevor walked out and closed the door, but didn't walk away yet.  A hard
smack rang out on the other side of the door.  She whimpered just under
Raven's gruff voice.
   "Relax that fucking ass!" Another smack followed by her muffled scream.
   The bed began its rhythmic creak.  She never stopped squealing.  Trevor
folded his arms under and balled his fist.  His heart beat like a war drum.
No matter who that girl was or how she got to be there, she was not
enjoying herself.
   I'm not his, she'd whispered.
   No, but she could belong to him.  Trevor grinned and pushed away from
the door.
   ...Continued in Part 2
   <->
   Epilogue: Porn tends to be a caricature of real life, the opposite of a
cartoon.  Complexity distilled into simplicity.  I like complexity,
intricacy.  I write about the lives horror stories try to frighten you away
from discovering.  Is she a runaway, a captive, a slave, a depraved slut?
No/yes, none/all of the above.  She's a young woman, a budding sex goddess
nearly ruined by a man not fit for her.
Written: April 2014
"My sexual interests are like my eating habits.  I'll try anything once;
twice, if you prepare it differently." - Bianca Lee
Contact: nysidra at hot mail dot com
   
  
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