A Half gallon of milk and a surprise.

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IC: It was cold the snow was falling lightly. I had been watching the corner store for a month or more learning the routine, times of peek business and times when it was deserted. Sunday night would be the best time, little going on in town and the weekends recites. It was three blocks from the local hospital and a favorite for the staff last minute purchases on their way home after shift. A quick stop and then on with there lives.

The place seemed deserted except for the clerk, and old fellow and he wouldn’t give me munch trouble. I pulled my ski mask down as I entered and slipped the automatic from my pocket.

“Let’s make this easy Pops. Put the weekend recites in the bag. Don’t bother to lie. I now your routine and keep your hands clear of the silent alarm. I really don’t want to hurt you.”


I struck him across the face with the barrel of the pistol to show him I would if necessary and that when she screamed dropping her half gallon of milk, and he hit the alarm.

Damn it wasn’t suppose to go down like this.
 
Ashlyn

Ashlyn Fluery

She peered at the list of items with her sapphire gaze that her mother had written out for her to get to make cookies for her younger brother’s class. Barely 19 she still lived on her parent’s farm in order to help make ends meet. She carried a raw unblemished beauty. Hair of raven now covered with a bandana and eyes of molten silver. She wore low slung jeans with wore holes in several places and a sweatshirt. She just planned to run in and out of the convenient store.

The heavy glass door opened and she shivered as the cool air rushed her form, it was already chilled from the snow outdoors and she muttered softly, grabbing the milk and thrusting her hip against the glass door to close it when she heard…then saw what was happening. As the alarm rang out she screamed a murderous scream of pure fear. She was unaware of the milk crashing to the floor and spattering against her boots. Her instinct froze her momentarily and then she dashed toward the door, her screams not ceasing.
 
Hell why did they always have to scream. This complication was the last thing I needed. It was all suppose to be so easy I had planned it all out and know it was all going wrong.

She ran for the door still screaming at the top of her lungs when my arm circled around her waist jerking her off her feet and back to me. I placed the pistol to her temple and cocked the gun.

“Shut up and I mean now. Honey before I shut you up for good.”

“Pops don’t even think about it just fill the bag and make it quick, or I’ll blow her brains out. Up to you, I ‘m a three time loser. There going to put me away for life no matter what.”

Pops filled the bag and started to hand it to me.

“No Pops turn around hands up and hold the bag out.”

As he did so I throw the struggling girl against the counter knocking the wind from her as Pops turned to help her I brought the barrel of the gun down on his heck and he crumpled to the floor.

I got a look at her for the 1st time as I heard sirens coming closer. I swept her bandanna from her hair and grabbed a hand full dragging her to her feet. Pick up the bag honey and get your car keys out. We’re going for a little ride.
 
Her toned limbs kicked and struggled as his strong arm encircled her then she immediately froze feeling the cool steel against her temple. Her body trembled uncontrollably in her fear and tears streamed down her beautiful face as she struggled to keep breathing without hyperventilating. She felt the slight burn and warmth as she knew she had started to involuntarily relieve herself in her terror.

As she was tossed her body slammed against the counter and slumped to the floor, a single stream of crimson ran like a teardrop from her forehead and down her cheek. She blindly reached for the old man as he came to help her then her breathtaking eyes of gray widened as the man slumped from the blow. Her feet dug into the ground in blind effort to push herself against the counter to disappear it was than she was snatched to her feet again. Again, she screamed and shook her head pleading.

“no no please…take my wallet…” her kohl tresses snapped like a waterfall of black poison down her back as the bandana was ripped from her head. It clung to highlight every hidden slope of her young body.

At his command a shaky hand withdrew the keys, the sound rang out of them jingling from her tremble. Her head tilted as his fist tangled in her ebony silken strands and she winced being guided by her head…her whimpering pleas childlike as he dragged her toward her car.

“Sir…Y..You ..can take the car…I ..I won’t say a word.”
 
“Sir…Y..You ..can take the car…I ..I won’t say a word.”


Your damn right you won’t say a word be cause your coming with me ‘

I again held the gun to her temple as I still had a firm grasp on her raven locks, and I twisted them to emphasize my orders.

“Now where going to drive out of here nice and slow. Just like a couple of love birds you got it.?…………….If the cops stop, us play it cool, or someone going to get killed……. What’s your name honey?............If we’re lovers I would know it.”

She opened the door And I slid in dragging her by her hair behind me. As she closed the door I quickly fasten my seat belt and the gun was in my hand as she closed the door. Lock the door and buckle up n honey I’ll give you directions as we go.

And so her life took an unexpected turn as we eased out headed north out of the city.
 
The words she had heard in school rang out in her head.
“never let them get you into the car”

Her knuckles tightened on the steering wheel as she bite back her sobbing and took a deep breath. The sound of her teeth chattering softly rang out as her entire body shook with fear. The tears continue to roll in silence as she tried to reason with herself to stay calm and he will let her go.

She was painfully aware of the barrel of the gun against her temple, weaved between her onyx locks, her silver pools now narrowed slits as she tried to focus on the road through her tears.

“I…my…name..is Ashlyn and if you leave me right here I will…give you anything you want.”

She turned on the wipers as the snow fall was even heavier and she was alert of the fact that as the drove farther from the city the less and less traffic and lights there were. She cringed away from him each time he barked out instructions on where to turn. The cooling streak of blood started to dry against her cheek and rubbed her cheek to her shoulder to try to clear it. Her breaths calmed slightly as she struggled to regain control of her body.

And soon the landscape was a frightening change from the city lights to the barren and solitary country side. Her angelic voice only then spoke softly.

“Please don’t kill me”
 
Oh god those bewitching green eyes.

“Ashlyn I have no intentions of killing you as long as you do as you’re told…..Now turn right at the next intersection.”


We drove up the lonely road the track of her car disappearing in the blowing snow. The long journey ended as she pulled her car into the waiting barn. There was no house just the barn. I reached over and turned off the ignition and pocketed the keys. I again my fingers where laced into her hair as we got out to gather.

I found the entrance to the old bunker and shoved her to the dark stairs.

“Let’s go Ashlyn “

And we descended into my hide out, as the outer door closed the harsh bright lights came on.

“Hands behind your back Ashlyn”

I rested the gun on her shoulder for effect. Her hands came around and I quickly cuffed her, the metal biting into her wrists and spun her around.

Hell she was beautiful

“Your not bad looking kid ho old are you…………Ever been with a man before?”

A cruel smile twisted my face.
 
As she was again yanked by her ebony tresses she whimpered softly like a wounded puppy. She followed his steps as he tugged her through the snow and into the barn. She stumbled down the dark stairs falling into him then gathered her footing just as quickly, her sobs again started as she was tugged into the pit of darkness as she descended the stairs.

As she felt the cool metal snap her wrists her back arched to relieve the tension, arching her body forward, she shifted side to side with a dart of her divine hips trying to control her bladder from wetting herself right there. His words were no comfort yet she yielded to them thinking perhaps it was her only chance.

Ringlets of raven fell down her body, crashing over the sadistic slopes and curves sheltered beneath her clothes. As the bright lights shocked her pools of aqua she attempted to shield her eyes by lowering her head and letting her mane drift across her beautiful face.

“Your not bad looking kid ho old are you…………Ever been with a man before?”

The gasp could be heard as a fiery scarlet rushed to her face, again her whole body trembled and her teeth captured her tempting tier of a cotton candy hue.

“I…Sir…am…well…19 and…” her words cut off and she weakly shook her head indicating she had never been with a man.

“I…am saving myself ..Sir until I get married”
 
She was shy but oh so sex as her hips rocked from side to side, hrr back arched, thrusting her breasts forward against her lose sweatshirt, as she stood there her face crimson at my question and her head lowered as her raven tresses hid her from my view. When she answered it was in a timid little angelic voice.

“I…Sir…am…well…19 and…” her words cut off and she weakly shook her head indicating she had never been with a man.

“I…am saving myself ..Sir until I get married”

God a virgin and she was cute the type, that never gave me a second look when I was a kid. Half a life behind bars can do something to a man and it aint pretty.

I lifted her chin with the barrel of the gun, the fear I saw in those eyes of molten silver snapped something in me, and I knew she was going to pay with her young body for every bitch that had ever said no to me. My hand cupped her crotch and I massaged her young cunt through her tight jeans, forcing the material up into her virgin slit.

“So a man never touched you here then Ashlyn?”

I loved the way she squirmed at my touch.

“”So you’re a good Girl.......... saving yourself .. until you get married?”

I mocked her.

“Sir..... I like that kind of respectful………..Ya you can call me SIR Ashlyn.”
 
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A horrified gasp left her irresistible crimson tiers as his large hand cupped the crevice of her mound, she squirmed and writhed wildly trying to escape the molesting touch by jerking her hips side to side.

Her ebony locks fell around her with her struggle becoming disshelved and unruly in their silken beauty to fall across her tear stained face.

As the material was wedging between her smooth petals her stormy gaze widened then again made small narrow slits at the burning of the bright lights. She was bucking wildly now desperately trying to remove his touch from her. Like a wounded puppy she sobbed and whimpered, her breasts rising and falling with exasperated pants.

“Please..oh god…Sir..no no..I will ..I promise I won’t tell what you look like just let me go…..how long will you keep me here ….please I miss my parents.”

Her raven head fell forward in sobs as she snapped her hips trying to dodge the invasion against the warmth of her jeans at the tempting “V” of her sex.
 
‘’Ah the good little virgin misses Mommy and Daddy.” I sneered

I removed my hand from her squirming body, and watched as she sinks to her knees, her young body racked by her sobbing and pleading to be let go. My eyes search the room, ah that will do.

I grab the cuff that bind her arms behind her and lift her to her feet. The searing pain lashes through her, as I force her to the chain fall. Again cold steel to her temple. As I unlock one cuff.

“Now be a good girl for SIR and put your hands in front of you.”

My voice was sickly sweet but the cold steel let Ashlyn know I was not to be denied.

Again the cuffs bite into both her wrists, the chain joining them, over the hook of the chain fall, I hoist her up, until the tips of her boots barely touch the floor. Sticking the pistol in the waist band of my pants I pull out a hunting knife and let the harsh light glint off the blade.

“Now Ashlyn….........”
 
She screams as the cuffs are tugged and the metal bites into her tender wrists, gasping and sobbing uncontrollably now as he yanks her to positions he wants. As her body is hoisted upwards she struggles trying to kick him with the heel of her boot, then feels her body being stretched upward she moans softly as every muscle in her body aches and burns. Mindlessly repeating in her cries.

“please …oh please no”

Her silver gaze snaps to the glimmer of silver and she squeezes her eyes tight shut, refusing to look and her body quivers roughly as she bites her pouty bottom lip until she tastes the coppery taste of her blood.

The tears race down the curve of her flawless face mixing with the sweat and blood and he says her name her eyes squeeze tighter together and she calls out meekly,

"yes Sir"
 
I watch her struggle as her lithe young body is hoisted in to the air. She desperately kicks out her booted feet, to strike at me, and each time the full weight of her body is borne by her cruelly stretched arms.

“please …oh please no”

Ashlyn whimpers her eye tightly, in an effort to make it all go away, a trickle of blood mixed with saliva. Coats her lower lip like rouge. She hangs limply in her bonds and in a meek little girl voice says.

"Yes Sir"

“Now that’s much better Ashlyn.”

I sheath my knife and quickly remove her boots and soaks leaving her barefooted. Circling her like a cat, I admire my handily work, stop behind her, I gathering her raven locks and braid them into a thick, lustrous, rope of shimmering hair. I cut a strip of cloth from the tail of her sweatshirt and tie off the braid.

I continue circling Ashlyn till I stand in front of her again.

“Yes much better. I like the look.”

My hand is at the back of her head and I draw her to me as I savagely kiss her tasting the blood upon her lips.

With knife in hand I smile at her. And lay the flat of the blade upon her cheek.

“Ashlyn Lets see what you look like under those clothes…………..I know you want to show me but your all tied up……………You do don’t you Ashlyn?”

I punctuate the question by dragging the flat of the blade across her cheek
 
As he circles like her like a hungry tiger surveying his prey she cringes outwardly. His hands move to her luscious mane of midnight and she hears the ripping sound of her sweatshirt being cut, her back arching with a wounded whimper as the movement tears at her bound arms. Almost with care he braids the hair as if preparing her in the image of what he distinctly desires. Molding her to fit his most carnal fantasies.

Then he appears before her and rapid deep exhales leave her pouty and swollen tiers of soft pink and she opens her silver eyes slightly only to be smothered in his raping kiss of her young and sweet mouth. His strong hand dominating her mouth to be forced against his as it tangles in her braid. Soft whimpers and cries fill his mouth as he devours her taste and the flavor of her blood from the moist chamber of her mouth. As he broke the brutal kiss her head fell forward in defeat.

“Ashlyn Lets see what you look like under those clothes…………..I know you want to show me but your all tied up……………You do don’t you Ashlyn?”

His hand lifts her head back up and her entire delicious body stiffens at those words, ready to scream ‘NO”, her blood smeared tiers part then she feels the familiar cool steel against her rosy cheek, a small cry escapes her as the tears roll deafly down her cheeks and she whispers in a scratchy soft voice.

“Yes Sir..Yes”, her eyes close, of course she didn’t want to show him but she didn’t want to die. Maybe if she agreed he would just get it over with and let her go. She tugged aimlessly at the restraints and her head fell forward again, shielding the beauty of her face.
 
“Yes Sir..Yes” She replied so meekly as she lowered her head in defeat.

“Yes Ashlyn I though you did….Your being a very good girl but if you lower you head or close you eyes one more time trying to hide from me I’ll have to punish you.”

I smiled to myself as I knew I was going to do thing to her sweet young body, maker do things to herself that she could not even conceive of, and I was not about to let her get away with this .

I stopped down and inserted the blade at the cuff of her jeans and slowly cut them off of her body to lie on the floor at her feet. Standing I brushed her lips with a tender kiss as I started at her wrist to open up the left side of her sweatshirt. My body was pressed to hers as I worked my lips close to her ear as I whispered.

“Ashlyn you got great, smooth, silken, legs they run all the way to your ass.”

Then I licked her ear and neck. It wasn’t long before she hung there only in her cotton bra and panties. I sheathed my knife and saw a spark of hope blossom in her eyes.

“Oh Ashlyn I forgot we’re not finished yet” and I quickly cut away the last pitiful shreds covering her.

She was the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen and here she was at my mercy.

“Dear little Ashlyn where shall I touch you first………….you do know I am going to touch you so you tell me where Ok?....Now don’t be a bad girl and make me mad.”
 
Trying to be a good girl

“Yes Ashlyn I though you did….Your being a very good girl but if you lower you head or close you eyes one more time trying to hide from me I’ll have to punish you.”


She took a deep breath, it was shallow and frightened. Whispering to herself. “Be a good girl Ashlyn and he will let you go” Her head lifted at his command, a deep blush feathered the exotic features of her cheeks and her eyes slowly opened through a veil of raven lashes revealing the luminescent silver they held.

She could feel the weight the strength of his muscled body against her silken one, his warm breaths against her ear causing her to shake wildly as his deep and husky voice taunted the delicate shell of her ear.

“Ashlyn you got great, smooth, silken, legs they run all the way to your ass.”

Meekly she whispered, struggling to keep her eyes open, her ebony lashes fluttering like butterflies as she choked softly and then spoke in a child like voice of defeat.

“Thank..You…Sir”

Her smooth and luscious body now clad only in the scant bra and panties, her nipples a light chocolate color silhouetted against the sheer bra. Seeing him step back and sheath the blade and involuntary sigh of relief rang from her sumptuous lips.
Then she felt her undergarments torn from her and a scream rang out amidst the isolated farm house. Her sleek body betraying it’s exotic figure contrary to her angelic face. Her breasts so perfectly round and the dark nipples slightly upturned, her tummy smooth, tanned and flat guiding the eyes down to a surprisingly hairless mound. She could not suppress her cries as she was fully exposed to him. She thrashed in the restraints causing a small stream of blood to run down her slender forearm. Each tan curve glistening with her fearful perspiration, she struggled, her body was growing weak from her struggling.

“Dear little Ashlyn where shall I touch you first………….you do know I am going to touch you so you tell me where Ok?....Now don’t be a bad girl and make me mad.”

Her thrashing ceased and she froze, her body was quivering violently as his words seemed to hold in her an emotional bondage causing her decadent body not to struggle. She saw what he did to the helpless old man, she did not want him angry. Her innocence was so revealed in the blush that filled her cheeks as she gritted her teeth trying to keep her eyes open. A intoxicating single droplet of crimson stained sweat flowed down her cleavage slowly and she whispered.

“uh…Sir..my…my…mouth Sir?”, she was blissfully innocent in the ways of sex and touching and she silently preyed this answer was what he wanted to hear. He seemed to have hungerily enjoyed her mouth moments ago and this was the only answer she could muster.
 
WHACK The back of my hand catchers her across the cheek leaving ad angry red mark in its wake. Sizing her by the hair and twisting her face to mine I hiss at her.

‘Ashlyn are you that innocent, our do you take me for a fool?’

I pause and wait.

”Young lady I spell it out mort you so there is no doubt of what your in for.”

“I haven’t had a woman in the last three years as I have been locked up. I am going to use that delicate body of yours to make up for lost time. Now I can fuck your mouth, your ass, and that virgin pussy that you been saven for Mr. Right and your wedding night.”

“Now if you really pleas me you got a chance to keep your pussy virgin If not then you better pretend I’m Mr. Right and this is your wedding night ….. Now do you understand?”

“Now Ashlyn where do you want it first?”
 
Her head snapped to the side as his large hand punished her flawless cheek, a splatter of blood ran from the corner of her mouth as she sobbed relentlessly feeling the burn of the handprint throb against her china doll skin. Her body spasmed in cruel fits of pain and fear as she struggled to open her swollen tearing eyes.

Her body tensed up to be struck again as her lips parted slowly, her angelic voice speaking such nasty words as she answered him.

‘Fuck my mouth ..Sir.”, her face contorted in disgust at her words and a soft, meek moan left her captivating lips.
 
“That’s better Ashlyn you know I really am kind of found of you. and I hate hurting such a beautiful woman as you are.”

I brushed her lips with the most tender of kisses, and then the angry mark left by my hand.. I was as tender as any gal would want her lover to be, as I lower her to the ground.
Ashlyn lay there in a huddled heap.

“Ok Honey do a good job and swallow it all and you be on your way home in no time. Oh and if you try biting me I’ll blow your brains out.”

The cold steel once again kissed her.
 
as she slumped on the floor naked and exposed to him, surprised by the gentle kisses that just graced her lips and face, she shuffled timidly onto her knees and took a deep breath as he threatened her, a shaky hand lifted as her fingers drew to his zipper slowly easing it down. Her hands gently edging his slacks down until his manhood sprung forward before her. She started crying softly as it engorged before her virgin lips, she leaned forward, the raven braid dancing down the curve of her bare back and her lips pouted as she kissed the crown of his sex meekly.


With a divine part of her enchanting tiers her pinkened tongue slithered like a tiny snake and drew slowly up the head of his cock, with kitten like lapping she assaulted the slit of his manhood, the salty taste mixing with the hint of blood flavor in her mouth. Her hands rested gently on her thighs as her tongue flatten and began to trace the contours of his sex. Down the shaft, curling around the base and then back up the other side leaving a dewy trail of her saliva. Her racing warm breaths raped the moist tip as she knelt before again and her cotton candy lips enveloped the head slowly, nestling around the tight rim as her mouth made small suckling noises that suctioned the head to the roof of her mouth. Like a lollipop she milked the head, absorbing the sticky precum on the surface of her tongue. Her silver gaze drew up to his eyes to see if she was doing it right, to see if he was pleased. Pulling off slowly she whispered,

"Like this …Sir?"

She awaited his approval. Her precious face began to descend on his cock, guiding more down her throat as her lips skidded down his damp shaft, her tongue sought out the veins that seems to pulse against the contours of the warm chamber of her throat. A loud inhale through her throat vacuumed his cock deeper until he could feel her young throat muscles strangling him in efforts to stretch to accommodate his rigid ness. It was then her head began bobbing softly, the echo of her gags mingled with the sucking sounds her mouth was making. Her body stiff as she awaited his blows should she not do it correctly.
 
So much like the little girl she sit back on her legs then gently stretches out her tongue. God it is so soft and warm I could cum all over here face at fist contact but control my self. Her movement and efforts are tentative at first. then grow bolder. Yes she fears for her life yet there is something else. Something I can not put my finger on until she whispers,

"Like this …Sir?"

Her eyes search mine in an earnest need to know if she is pleasing me. God this sexy l woman child is a true submissive by nature. Even before I give my approval she redoubles her effort and actual starts to try and deep throat me. Her head is bobbing up and down on my shaft until my sack is slapping her chin. My hands stroke her Raven hair and I tell her that she is pleasing me, and that she is a very good and sensible girl.

Her sucking and massaging throat muscles causing me to suddenly spew my seed deep in her throat. Taking us both by surprise.
 
what is happening to her?

It was an explosion, she could feel the ribbons of his milky cum bathing her throat, flooding her mouth, a soft cough against his cock as her savage sucking had him deeply impaled in the warm recesses of her throat. His seed flowed from the corner of her mouth and clung to the curve of her delicate young chin. The head of his manhood was fiercely drained as she swallowed the given cum and caused her gulping to milk his cock relentlessly. She drank from him as if he were her only nourishment for that night. A strand of his creamy man juices splattered from her chin to the top of her pouty breasts. A soft purr was heard, was it a purr? Was it a whimper to stop? Her molten mouth kept him embedded in her throat, her tongue continued spiraling around the swelled mushroomed cap until she felt his hand release it’s grip in her satiny mane of charcoal.

She pulled back slightly, her tongue seeking to cleanse the corner of her mouth from the rich seed that lie there. Her smoky gaze moved down from him to the ground as her hands fidgeted nervously with each other. Her velvety voice was intoxicating in it raspy whisper.

“was I a good girl…Sir?”

The sweet angelic girl had drank his cum almost hungrily. Was it fear or had he unleashed something else that she did not even know. Her gaze then lifted to the gun. Her teenage mouth was consumed with the salty taste of him still, she wiped the back of her hand across her lips, her starved sucking had caused the pout of her lips to swell.
 
God their was a tigress, a sexual tigress, hidden behind that sweet innocent exterior, I doubted she even knew was there. She had done her best to get every last bit of my cum as I had instructed and I was in deed more that pleased with her performance but now I wanted to test my theory that she really was a submissive.


. “Was I a good girl…Sir?”

Her voice a husky whisper, her lips pouty from her greedy sucking of my cock.

“Oh yes Ashlyn you where a very good girl I am very ple……………….”

I look down to her proud upturn breast; he eyes followed mine to the milky puddle there. I dipped my fingers into it and smeared it on her lips.

“Ashlyn I did say you had to swallow it all and I am afraid you didn’t. and you where doing so well. But I did tell you.”

I paused as I study her.


“Now what shall we do now my dear?”

I waited would Ashlyn willing offer herself up as her punishment or would I have to froce to the next step.

either way I was going to sample all her charms. and then some.
 
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As he smeared the creamy seed on the tiers of her young mouth, her tongue flickered out to curl around his fingers and eagerly cleanse them for him. God what was happening to her. She cringed back hearing him, reality hitting her as she scooted her body to the corner curling up in it as if she could be hidden in the dark light. Her hands lifted to shield herself.

“Please…Sir ..no …no more let me go”
 
“Please…Sir ..no …no more let me go”

Her voice was tinged with fear but I was not sure if it was fear of me or what she had done so willingly. There was not doubt that she had enjoyed it more than she even would admit to herself. She cowered therein the corner shield her eyes from me with her arm.

I took the gun and the knife and placed them in a locker snapping the paddalock home. Ashlyn head came up with a start and watched as I walked over to her, towering over her I bent down on one knee and took her into my arms and gently stroked her hair and kissed her cheek dry of tears, stroking her raven locks. Her body had stiffened at my touch. my voice was soft, seductive, and genteel, as I told her that she had been a very good girl, that I knew that she had tried her best, to do as I had told her, that she was very good , but……..

”Ashlyn if I said I’d let you go now, without having you make your choice how I would fuck you next, you could believe. I did say you had to swallow it all and after all you didn’t………Now did you?’

I let my words play with her mind.

“Now I must do as I said so you can trust me when I say “now you can go home.”.

“I don’t want to hurt you again Ashlyn .”
 
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