Karen came back into the kitchen, slightly shaken, but otherwise unharmed. “Okay, so I’m never telling you what to do again. Ever,” she concluded, to which Jessica couldn’t have agreed more.
The remainder of the day was fairly uneventful. The unpaid sandwich was taken out of Jessica’s pay, which was an acceptable trade for the man leaving. Few customers came in until the dinner rush, but by that time, Karen was off duty and headed home. Another pair of employees, Jason and Katelyn, replaced her, and Jessica rarely left the back rooms all evening.
Finally it was closing time, and Jessica was all too eager to get home. She dialed her husband’s number to let him know she was on her way, and he informed her that he was already at home waiting for her arrival before he set the dinner table.
Shutting down the restaurant and locking up, Jessica quickly made her way across the parking lot. Jason sat in his car, as he usually did, making sure all of the ladies made it safely to their own vehicles, and Jessica was able to climb inside without worry. Starting up her car, she was able to pull out of the parking lot, relieved to end the day.
Driving toward her house, her mind replayed the day in her head. Although she had been very upset with the man’s actions, she couldn’t help but allow his words to sink in. She HAD been acting like a slut. And it was horrible of her to tease him like that… She felt awful about herself, trying her best to refrain from crying the rest of the way home.
Pulling into her driveway, she took a deep breath, bringing herself back together. “It’s over, and you never have to do that again. Now go inside and eat dinner with your husband,” she said aloud to herself.
Opening her car door and leaning to stand up, she had no idea what hit her. One moment she was reaching for her purse to get out of the car, and the next, she felt nothingness come to her as her world faded to black.
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When Jessica awoke, her entire body was sore. She attempted to move her fatigued shoulders, but found herself restrained behind her back. As her senses came back to her slowly, she noticed that she was in a dark room, far too dark to see. Her body, which she realized was completely naked, was laying face down on a cold table.
Her ankles were also tied, she noticed as she couldn’t move her legs either. The soreness and shock trumped all other emotions at first, as she gathered her situation and surroundings, but soon enough, her fear came creeping in, wondering what in the world this all meant for her.
Suddenly she jumped, as she felt hands gripping her bare ass. She tried to yell out, but her voice was cut off by a makeshift muzzle. It seemed to be a bundled up pair of clothing material, and now that she noticed it more clearly, she was pretty sure it was the panties she had been wearing earlier that day.
“Oh, don’t try to speak,” an unnaturally low voice instructed her. “I didn’t want you alerting anyone as you wake up.”
Against orders, Jessica screamed into her panties, muffling her voice, but getting her point across that she wouldn’t be told what to do. She attempted to squirm to face her assailant, but found herself unable to shift her position at all, most likely due to more constraints she couldn’t yet feel, her mind still in a haze.
She was answered quickly by a swift slap on her ass. The sting caused her to yelp once more into her panties, but the message was portrayed that her attacker had all the power. She settled down, awaiting their next move.
“Are you going to be a good girl?” the low voice asked. Jessica just laid there, unresponsive, wondering what else she could do to fight at the moment. Deciding to wait until their guard was down, she nodded her head as best she could.
“Good!” the voice cooed back. “Now if you promise me you won’t scream, I’ll un-gag you. But be warned. One shout, and you will not only be re-gagged, but treated with pain as well. Understood?” Again, Jessica responded with a yes, thinking in her mind that the attacker would soon lose their control over her.
A pair of gloved hands reached around and removed her panties from her oral cavity. She coughed and spat as her mouth was clear once more, before regaining herself enough to speak. “What… what are you going to do?” she asked, the fear bleeding through her words.
“Oh, don’t play stupid with me,” the voice replied. Jessica noticed that the person was purposefully making their voice much deeper and lower on purpose. “You know exactly what I’m going to do to you.”
Jessica’s eyes widened as her mind already knew the answer, but the voice simply paused, allowing the thought to sink in fully. Then, after a few moments, it asked her, “What am I going to do to you, slut?”
Her mind reeled at the use of the word ‘slut’. It was as if her brain was just fully waking up, as the entire day’s events came rushing back to her. The restaurant and the teasing. The older man and the car ride home holding back tears. Was that what this was about? Had that older man captured her to prove a point about teasing?
Jessica’s thought process was stopped short as she felt a painful slap to her bare ass. “Answer me!” the voice demanded.
Jessica stumbled with her words before finally making her mouth and tongue cooperate. “You’re… going to tease me back, and then let me go?” Jessica threw up her desperate plea.
She was answered by another swift smack on her butt cheeks, causing her ass to glow red with the stinging. Jessica yelped, but her voice was cut off as she felt a hand reaching around and grabbing her throat. She felt the warm breath of the assailant less than an inch from her ear. “I’m going to fuck you,” the voice promised in a low whisper, sending chills down Jessica’s spine as the reality sank in.
Grabbing on to her last shred of hope, she begged to her attacker to stop. “My husband is a cop! You’re not going to get away with this!” she screamed, hoping to scare away the man.
“Oh, I don’t think your husband will be getting in the way, Jessica. Look at your surroundings. Can you see where we are?” The deep voice merely sneered at her attempt. Jessica looked at her surroundings for the first time since her eyes were able to focus with the small amount of light. It was then that she noticed… It couldn’t be…
The blue sofa only a few feet away from her. The unlit lamps. The pictures hanging on the wall. They were in her newly furnished basement!
“How did you get in my house?!” Jessica’s stomach turned in knots as she thought of all the possibilities. Was Tom okay?? Had he hurt her family?!
The voice chuckled at her realizations that she was indeed in her own home. “I’ll let you think about it for a minute. See if you can understand what’s going on,” it continued to laugh. “Now…..”
Jessica felt two fingers (the attacker must have un-gloved) slowly caress her pussy lips from behind, forcing her to scream out once again. “I am BEGGING you to stop! PLEASE!” The fingers didn’t listen as they started inserting themselves into her slightly moistened pussy.