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The Ramblings of Dickhead Idealist

I'd like to see some a lot of the old ways return. When a slave dedicated themselves to their Master, and a sub to her Dom, and a Top took care of their bottems even when it didn't mean getting laid.... A lot of those old fashioned ideas will be found here.
2 years ago. February 2, 2022 at 11:33 PM

Trigger warning!!!

 

This episode contains topics of....

 

-Kidnapping

 

 

 

If these are not your cup of tea feel free to back out now. I do not condone the activities preformed in this story. It's is fantasy and neither it or anything like it should be done. Consent is key but in the world of fantasy we can explore darker events than we can in reality. Stay safe and have a good time. 

 

 

Part 2

 

 

"There's nowhere to run." I say from behind her. She spins on the spot searching for the sound through her sun blinded eyes. 

 

"Get away from me!" She tries to scream. Her eyes finally find me through the black spots in her vision, "Get away and leave me alone!" Her feet stay planted not knowing where to run while she searchs desperately for anything to run too. 

 

"There is a town 50 miles that way." I point my finger in the direction of the nearest town. "The wolves will have a nice snack of you before you make it half way. I will not stop you if you try to run, but you will die." 

 

She looks the way I point, not seeming to know whether or not I'm lying. She stares off into the horizon as her eyes adjust. Her feet seem rooted to the ground, unable to run, unable to even move. Her eyes meet mine and the realization of her situation dawns on her. I notice the slightest movement of her eyes towards the car and I watch as her face decides to try it. I know very well the keys are in my pocket so when she bolts for the door I just let her. 

 

The exasperated scream that followed was music to my ears. I turn and walk past her crying in the driver's seat towards the mound. I stop two steps past her. 

 

"The car will not allow hotwiring. It has a failsafe. There is a door in that mound," I point. "Inside you will find your new life. Or if you choose you may chance the elements." I look up at the sky judging the sun. "You only have about an hour to decide before it gets dark. Believe me when I say you don't want to be out here then. You won't be able to see anything... even the mound. So make your decision quickly." I walk directly for the mound fighting my body to keep walking. 'Show no weakness,' I think to myself. 'Cruelty is not yet required but there can also be no grace.' 

 

I walk away, leaving her panting like a cornered animal in the car, to the door and open it. The light turns on automatically and the sterile scent of a hospital hits my nose. I close the door behind me, knowing full well that it only opens one way unless you push the button on the other side of the next door. It is locked securely.. I turn back and walk to the other door. Even my rubber soled boots seem to echo off this bare concrete box of a room and it brings a smile to my face. I feed the other door my passcode, hand and eyeprint before the heavy metal locks begin to slide. 

 

I pull the door open just as the lights begin flickering on. I take a quick right into the observation room and sit down in the large arm chair waiting while the screens and their connected cameras boot up arround me with my eyes fixed on one in particular. The blue screen goes black before displaying the car in the driveway. The light is becoming a burning orange as a beautiful sunset begins to paint itself on the sky. I can see her looking at it from the drivers seat of the car, her expression vacant. 'She's in shock' I think. 'But she's running out of time.'

 

I sit in the chair a long time as the sun sets. The orange fades to red. Then to the deep purples and blues. The darkness sets in hard and deep. With no lights anywhere outside, and no moon to help, the screen fades to the same blackness that it had upon booting.  Still she sits bolted to the driver's seat of a useless car. I sigh heavily. My brain begins to reel a little 'Maybe I picked the wrong one,' 'Maybe this one will choose a hard death over a hard life,' I stand and start towards the door when suddenly a small chime alerts me to the fact that the outside door was opened. I consider turning around but decide better of it. I will let her have her last night of peace on that cold cement floor. And tomorrow? Well tomorrow can handle itself. 


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