Chained in the basement (Closed for Cute Brat and Titelist)

[Titelist]

Jennifer, was thrown out of her house by her parents the day she turned 21. Her parents never wanted her in the first place and she has always been a bad girl, drinking and always having boys over at the house in her room.

She walked the streets that first night when she was picked up by a John, who is nearly twice her age. She told him she had no where to go. So he took her back to his place.

 

[CuteBrat]

**Jennifer....just turned 21. slim, medium sized breasts, a goth look...dark hair, black fingernail polish, often wears dark eye makeup and black lipstick. rebellious...partier.**


Some f***ing birthday! I turn 21 and BAM....my butt is kicked out on the street. You know...screw em anyway. I never needed my parents. I don't need anyone. They never wanted me around...never gave me attention. And then when I started GETTING attention....from boys....they were always upset. Like I'm supposed to be some 21 year old freak virgin or something. As if!!

So I was ready to leave the freaking house anyway. But not just right away. I hadn't set anything up. I didn't have any money. But no way I'm gonna beg THEM to let me back in. Screw 'em....I can take care of myself!

So it was sorta a shock when I was out on the street....carrying two suitcases that had EVERYTHING I had in life....and just wandering. Wandering on my freaking birthday! So I started walking the streets. I mean...I know how things work. I'm 21...I'm reasonably good looking....I know what guys want, and what they will do to get it.

So when the 40 something guy pulled over and started talking to me from inside his car...and I could see his eyes roaming up and down my body...I knew what was going on. I thought it was UBER creepy that he looked at me that way...I could be his freaking DAUGHTER....but I knew I had found a place to stay. And who knows what sorta money and gifts I could work out of him....

I remember smiling at that thought as I opened the car door, threw my suitcases in the back, and climbed in next to him.......

 

[Titelist]

John

Here I am at 42 years old driving home from work when I see this freaky young girl wandering the streets. At 6-1, I stand tall over her. Her dark looks a perfect contrast to my blonde hair and conservative look.

I am glad she got into my car so I could bring her home and shelter her and possibly other things.

As we sit in the car, I look her up and down. She is young, which I like and she definitely looks rebelious. Hmmm probably some dumb bitch who is trying to act cool and tough with her dark makeup.

Seems like she is just the defenseless girl I have been waiting for. At 21, out on the streets by herself, no one will be looking for her. No one will care if she disappeared for several weeks and is kept against her will in my posession. My friends will certainly not say anything, not with the fun I will let them have with her.

We pull into my garage of my two-story suburban home. All the houses in the area are roughly the same. A nice quiet, neighborhood. No one would ever know what will be happening in there beginning tonight.

 

[CuteBrat]

it just felt creepy feeling his eyes all over me in the car...but when we got to his house i could feel myself relax. I mean this was SUBURBIA, man! here was another guy living a life of quiet desperation in the 'burbs....dreaming of getting with some young chick like me. I could HEAR the cash register in my head... "ca-CHING"!

i bet if i played my cards right, i could end up OWNING this house.

I don't even bother getting my bags out of the back of his car. I know he'll carry them in for me..........

 

[Titelist]

Hmmm this bitch thinks she is going to walk into the house and make it hers. Little does she know what I have planned. I decide to get her bags for her as she uses the restroom and takes a look around.

"You can stay the night. There is a place in the basement for you," I told her, pointing to the cellar door.

She looked at me with amazement that I would even think of making her stay in the basement when it was obvious there were four bedrooms in this house.

Again I pointed and she walked down into the basement. I watched her eyes as she saw nothing down there. Only a dark, cement basement with several steel pillars. There are a few windows that should show light from the outside but I have taken black plastic and tape and covered them, letting no outside sunlight in unless someone turned a light on.

There is a large box in the corner of the basement and when she began to walk towards it, I quickly moved in front of her and told her it was nothing important.

I was about to make my move. Make her mine. Remove her from society and keep her as my personal posession.

 

[CuteBrat]

"There's a place in the basement for you"...

Was this guy kidding me? I expected him 2 get all handsy or 2 try being all seductive. But thinking I'm gonna stay in the basement? Wow...real smooth mover!

But I really dont have anyplace to stay. I decide I might as well crash in his basement. At least if he's suggesting that I know he's not planning any funny business. And tomorrow I can hit the streets, and find a place for myself, or at least a guy with better digs.,...... After all, it's just one night...

 

[Titelist]

" Take off your clothes, girl," I tell her even though she looks at me like I am crazy. "That is not a request, that is an order."

She refuses and I walk over to her and grab your wrist.

"Take them off now, bitch," I demand again.
She still doesn't comply, so I pull the handcuffs I had in my pocket and cuff her wrist to the post in the middle of the dingy basement. I decide that I am not going to ask again, so I grab her other wrist and cuff it to the steel beam across the top of the basement ceiling.

I begin tearing the clothes from her body, shredding them with anger and passion. She is helpless and can do nothing but allow me to rip the clothes from her body.

 

[CuteBrat]

"take your clothes off, girl"...

WTF?? Who the hell is he kidding? Down here in the BASEMENT? i mean...ok, so i might be willing to give him a little fuck, or at least a great blowjob, for a place to stay. i mean, i know how the world works. But, dude, you've got to SEDUCE me...and show me something a bit nicer than a basement...

But then I feel his hands on me...and the one thing i'm able to think, through the fog of shock is, he's a LOT stronger than I expected. I try to resist...but he really is surprisingly strong, and in no time I see him pull something shiny out of his pocket and i hear a :SNAP: and then another...and my hand is cuffed to a pole.

CUFFED? Whoa whoa....things are getting way out of hand here....

But before I can even begin to resist or try to talk my way out of this, there's another shiny thing, and another pair of snaps and my other arm is pulled up above my head and fastened there.

And for the first time I realize just how helpless I am. No one knows I'm here....no one saw me get into his car...and no one's expected to see me or hear from me for a long time....

I look into his eyes....and I see nothing but anger.... And I can feel my whole body just churn...as he starts to rip my clothes off my body...........

 

[Titelist]

I violently rip the final shreds of clothes from this sad little bitch's body. Her eyes welling up, causing some of her over-made up face begin to smear.

I reach my hand out and place my strong had to her throat.

"You are going to love being her girl," I tell her as my face pressing up against hers. "And if you don't, I don't give a shit, because you're here and you're mine now."

I run the back of my hand from her throat, down between her tits and across her stomach.