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T-BAG’S BREAK

(M/F, NC, Slavery, Humiliation)

Cindy Silver Eyes
http://www.asstr.org/~Cindy_Silver_Eyes/
cse1986@rocketmail.com



Cindy moaned into her gag again as the truck hit another rough patch – the fact that she knew all her panic and despair didn’t have any use hardly mattered.  She’d quit screaming frantically and her cries had died out maybe 50 miles ago or so, but her fear continued to tear through the young co-ed as she kept bumping around in the trunk of her own Grand Cherokee, which had been destined for Las Vegas just a few hours ago...  

Cindy had been heading to Vegas to meet up with her classmates for Spring Break.  She’d had to make a detour to see her Mom and Dad, and that had been enough to delay her a day... The Junior marketing major had been anxious to catch up with the rest of her gang in Vegas when the Jeep almost ran straight into a fallen tree on one of the sideroads... 

Another bump produced another moan from Cindy as she slammed against the back of the back-seat - the Jeep was rolling through country roads at full speed...  Cindy’s naked breasts brushed against the rough carpet of the trunk and her nipples flared in pain.  All she had on was her shorts – her t-shirt had been torn away and made into a gag.  The flip-flops she’d been wearing had somehow been lost in the struggle.  Her arms and legs screamed in pain from the taut ropes.  She was tied in a hog-tie - her wrists were tied behind her back, connected to her curled-back ankles with another rope…  She’d seen this position in advertisements for bondage web sites that insisted on popping up when she was downloading music or doing research on the internet - the very knowledge that she was tied up like those women at the moment was enough to make her scream her guts out in disgust and terror, but whatever sound she made was muffled by the gag, which was also held in place by a thick piece of rope.  

Cindy felt the SUV finally slowing down and rolling onto a dirt road…  They’d stopped only once through the journey – she had no idea why, perhaps to get fuel.  She’d screamed like she was on fire then, to no avail.  No one had heard her.  

The Jeep suddenly came to a full stop, and Cindy once again crashed against the back seat, screaming and cursing at once...  

Cindy had to wait in the trunk for another 15 minutes before she heard footsteps coming towards the back of the car – and all of a sudden the trunk was open, the trunk cover lifted, light rushed in, temporarily blinding the girl who had been tied up in the dark for nearly 4 hours…  

“Hey babe – did you miss T-Bag?” her captor chuckled in that horrible sarcastic voice of his...  

He’d taken the trouble to introduce himself when he’d rushed out of the woods, grabbing the young woman who had been examining the fallen tree that blocked her way.  In all honesty, the escaped convict had expected to trap a family man of sorts, not a gorgeous, young, hot co-ed…  But T-Bag never had any qualms about making the most out of a lucky hand…

Cindy’s terror jumped up a few levels again at the sight of T-Bag – he was still wearing his prison outfit and looked like he was capable of any evil at all.  Just that crooked smile on his face was enough to tell the young co-ed that kidnapping and rape were no more than daily errands for this monster, let alone murder…

T-Bag grabbed Cindy by the hair and pulled her up onto her twisted knees with her toes barely touching the floor in the back of the car – the girl started wailing again, but the escaped convict only laughed at her.  He got his face close to hers, his sarcastic grin widened even further:

“Well, babe, welcome to my cabin in the woods – we gonna be out here for a while, maybe a week or so, while I hide out from all the dogs on my tail…  Thing is, there ain’t no TV here in the woods – and I ain’t had no woman in 7 years…  so imagine what we gonna do to pass time…”

The co-ed was once again near crying, and she was begging into her gag, but all this only seemed to amuse and encourage her captor…  

“Oh yeah Babe – we’re gonna have a ton of fun here with you…  and soon enough, you’ll be sucking me with the cutesiest smile, and you’ll be beggin’ me to fuck you like a cheap whore, if you know what’s good for you…  don’t worry, I’ve trained so many bitches in prision – I love owning bitches…” T-bag chuckled in delight.  

“Only, all the bitches I had the last few years were faggoty city boys…  not a woman, you know…  not like a real bitch …  not a fancy, hot, college girl like you…  oh, I bet you love to cock-ease all the boys on the campus, eh?  Maybe you fuck some, too, hmm?  Oh, well, I can’t wait to have me a fancy, primo, ivy-league blow-job…”

T-Bag pulled on Cindy’s hair further with his left hand – and his right hand went to his pocket to grab something…

“First this other thing though… after that you can start showing me what a good little bitch you will be for me…”

T-Bag was holding a camera in his hand, one of those disposable ones that could be bought at gas stations… 

“Say cheese, slut…” he chuckled as he took a picture.  Cindy was overcome with shame even under the circumstances – she was naked but for her shorts, her large breasts dangling nude before her, her blonde hair sticking to her face, and she was tied up like a pig…

“One for the album, eh?” T-Bag cackled, as he took another picture of his captive.  

He then put the camera back into his pocket and lit a cigarette, blowing smoke on Cindy’s face, and caused the girl to cough…

“Well, babe, here’s the thing – I will be crossing to Mexico in 10 days…  all arranged by some padres over there…  they don’t work for free of course…  I was thinking I gotta rob me a bank or something, to pony up… but, when I got a prize bitch to deliver, why risk my skin, eh?”  T-Bag chuckled again…  

“Lemme send this picture to them – gotta love all this new technology shit, bitch, I bet your college ass knows all about it… - and see what they gotta say…  Shit – just the chance of partying with your ass for a couple days should be enough for those fuckin’ wet-backs…  And imagine what a tasty prize your tight ass gonna be in a Mexican whorehouse – hmm, maybe some rich-ass drug-lord might wanna keep you for himself though?  Maybe you’ll get lucky, eh, girl…?  Maybe you’ll end up sucking spick cock in a big-ass mansion in Tiuana…! ”

Cindy was now shaking her head and begging into her gag again.

“But let me first see for myself if you’re a good bitch…  heck, maybe you too good to give up to those spick motherfuckers…”

T-Bag pulled Cindy up by the hair, pulled her out of the car, and dropped her on the dirt ground like a bag of potatoes, and Cindy shrieked as she hit the ground…  but before she could cry again, T-Bag took out a huge knife, which rushed a new wave of fear through Cindy’s eyes.  She was lying on the ground, tossed up like a thanksgiving turkey…  

T-Bag cut the rope that tied her wrists to her ankles, though both her wrists and ankles were still tied behind her back.  And then he cut the rope that kept her gag in place.  Before Cindy could protest, or cry, T-Bag’s rough left-hand pulled her onto her knees by the hair.

“Now, bitch..”  T-Bag gave his most menacing smile… “you’re gonna suck your new owner…  If you bite…”  T-Bag paused and chuckled… “you’re too much of a pussy to bite anyway…” 

He was already zipping down his fly.  “And you’d better do one hell of a job if you know what’s good for you bitch…” he warned.  “Hell, your life depends on it…!”

T-Bag grinned as the girl began her task – she was trembling in fear, and was terrified for sure, and clumsy with all her bonds, but she was gonna be one good bitch alright…  this promised to be a good week for T-bag…  

“Heck” he said to himself. 

“Maybe I’ll really keep the bitch for myself, eh…!”

http://www.asstr.org/~Cindy_Silver_Eyes/
cse1986@rocketmail.com

