Creation of an Addict (closed for Black Bart and I)

[Dark_Jewel]

I think this is a kind of place everyone has been to at one point or another. Smalltown, USA, where the bar closes early, the cafe even earlier and the only place you can really truly hang out is home.

I moved here a few months ago. I though it would be easier to write where I feel safe. The city is just too big. Too many noises to wake you up at night. Walking home in the dark was too dangerous and taking a cab was too expensive. Owning a car meant you were waiting in traffic for house just to get three blocks to your house.

That is how I got to where I was that night. I was sitting in the cafe, drinking my latte and writing notes for my new book. Joey, the coffee connoissuer was breaking down the machines and getting them ready to clean. "Susan, it is almost closing time. Don't you think you should be heading home?"

I looked at my watch. Funny how his idea of late was 8:30 at night. The city would just be getting started right now.

"Okay, Joey. Same time tomorrow?" I asked.

I didn't wait for a reply. I knew he would just nod his head, so I picked up my stuff and headed for the door. The air outside was nice and cool. It was not stiffling heat of the August months in the south, nor was it the crisp cold of September in the north. I loved being in the middle.

I guess that is why I liked to walk home. Main street was shutting down. Cars would be drifting off to their homes to settle in for the evening. So, it was just me and my thoughts. I thought about my book. I thought about my family and how they worried about me being alone. I was only twenty one, but to hear my mother tell it, I was already a spinster. I just wasn't ready to settle down. I hadn't even had that many partners yet. Why would I elimate ever getting a chance to be with Mr. Right Now for the off chance I met Mr. Right?

I turned off Main onto Frontage. My house was another mile down the road, but I wasn't in a hurry to get home. I loved it here. This town was just right for me. The safety and freedom of being a woman and not having to worry about it.

 

[BLACK BART]

Drifter....run down biker....has been going nowhere.... After three months I had become used to the look...In fact on the rare occasion when I saw myself in the mirror I agreed...My brown hair grown long and unkempt, my beard black and peppered with the beginnings of white...The leather jacket showing signs of hard use and being well past it's prime years ago...

I stood after she walked past us, wiping my greasy hands on greasier blue jeans and took a good....long...look. "Us" being myself and the "soft tail" motorbike I had been on the back of for almost one hundred days...coming halfway across the U.S. in an unplanned and uncharted jaunt that was supposed to clear my head and soul of my problems.

I liked what I saw. Young but not too young, her body still firm and definitely well shaped...her ass a pleasant thing to wonder about as it swayed under the short skirt she wore this evening.

Even more curious to me, was the way she had missed a step when I slid my glasses down, and her light blue eyes met my own.

For a second I thought she was actually going to speak to me, and then it passed, as she turned her head and continued her walk home.

Home....A word that meant warmth and safety, I reflected on how the meaning often gave one a false sense of security as I watched the woman walk and followed, a a feeling that doubled when you lived in a tiny town as she did...

I had time to kill...No timetable to follow, no commitments.... Everything I owned shoved into the saddlebags over the seat....

Curiosity told me to find out just where she lived...Instinct told me it was going to getting interesting if I found out she lived.... alone.

 

[Dark_Jewel]

It didn't take me long to get to my destination. Home sweet home. It was a house about a block away from everyone else's. The houses were like that here though. You didn't have to worry with your rowdy neighbor's sounds from their house. That was if you even had rowdy neighbors.

I looked up and realized I hadn't left the porch light on. Silly me. You would think I would learn to do that, but in my old appartment, you didn't really need it. There was always light outside your door.


Cuddles met me at the door. He was a nosy little kitten who had decided my house was his home when I moved in. He didn't even try to go outside anymore. I asked around, but no one seemed to know who he belonged to, so I kept him.

I always had to stop in the middle of the doorway to pet him. such a loving cat. If I didn't stop, he would make me fall, I had found that out the first day I came home from the cafe. That is how I had a scar under my bangline. Heck, that was why I had bangs at all.

I picked him up and shut the door behind me. Walking to the living room, I flipped on the lights and sat on the couch. "How are you Mr. Cuddles?" A lone mew was my only response as I scratched his back.

 

[BLACK BART]

Two Nights...

It was the time it took to find out that the woman, (first name Susan), lived alone and preferred it that way...

She was a writer of some sort. Had come from the "big city" to escape her past...and loved to take walks after dark when the air was cool and fresh...

She had been in Smalltown just long enough to start to forget to lock her own doors...

Big city girl come to reclaim her sanity in Smalltown, US of A.....

During the second day I was busy. Finding a remote and unused barn that was quite sturdy, then making some small purchases at several different stores, paying cash to each and quickly leaving before I drew too much attention.

Parking my soft tail I made quick work of hotwiring an ancient but usable pickup, timing my arrival into town just as the sunset, parking it behind her quaint house and moving into the interior just before Susan made her slow walk home.

Twenty minutes later, after I made friends with her curious cat, Susan entered her house through the front door and called out…

“Cuddles??????”

It was my cue to let the cat go, timing it so I stepped from the darkness as she bent over to pet it…

“Hello Susan”

I spoke her name, my voice muffled and distorted from behind the mask I wore, my hand balled into a fist before driving it into her mid-body and dropping her to her knees.

“You want to take your clothes off…or do I get to do it for you?”

To my pleasure…she fought me like a wildcat…

 

[Dark_Jewel]

The hit to my body forced me down and surprised me more than hearing my name did. I looked up to see a masked figure coming at me. "This was supposed to be a safe town." I thought to myself.

I got to my feet as quick as I could. He was rushing to me, so I grabbed his arm and pulled him past me, using his own momentum against him. I tried to run down the hall to the phone, but he was quick. He grabbed my ankle, making me fall to the floor. The force of me hitting the floor knocked the air out of me and it took me a minute to get my breathe back.

When I did, he was trying to crawl up behind me. I kicked out, trying to hit anything to hurt him. I wanted him off me. I was scared, so I can't remember what happened next except I saw the flash of metal. Did he have a gun? A knife?

I was so scared. He was meaning to kill me. At first I thought it was just rape, but when I saw the metal, I feared the worse. This man was going to kill me and no one would know.

I rolled over on my back. My hands came up, towards his face. My nails met skin and I dug them in sharp. I could feel the peel of his flesh under my nails.

 

[BLACK BART]

"SHIT!"

I growled as you scarred me, then gripped your blouse with one hand and backhanded you with the other.

"Bitch"

Continuing the swing I hit your face again, watching with satisfaction as your eyes rolled in your head and your body grew limp.

"Now you pay for that."

Twice more I hit you, hearing your cries grow weak and watching your arms drop limply to your sides as you near unconciousness.

Dropping you to the floor I laugh, then move to the small bag I brought with and pull the duct tape from it. Minutes later you're gagged with hands bound firmly behind you, your blouse torn open to show me full breasts crowned with large aureoles and nipples.

I took the time to clean up. Setting up a chair that was knocked over and straightening the rug beside, then collecting my gear before lifting your half awake figure to my shoulder and carrying you to the stolen truck.

"You're going to be one fine fuck Suzy" I sneer and drop you on the floorboard at my feet. "Just as soon as I get you to my place"

 

[Dark_Jewel]

"....soon........my place."

Words crept in and out of my mind. I felt something hard and hot under me. My eyes didn't want to open, my face hurt. My body seemed weak. I tried to open my eyes and look up. All I could see were lights as they flashed by. The driver, who was driving me?

Then it came to me. The man in my house....I tried to scratch his eyes out...he picked me up...we were leaving. I was being kidnapped.

"Look, Mr. I don't have much money, but you can have what I have. Just please let me go. My parents don't have enough for a ransom." I lied. My parents were well off, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

"Please Mr. Turn back now before it is too late. My boyfriend will come and find me and when he does, you will be dead."

 

[BLACK BART]

I ignored you.

Choosing instead to concentrate on driving the dilapidated truck to where I wanted and needed to go.

Sighing a bit in relief as we arrived and I parked the truck in the barn, then lifting your now fully awake body and moving you to the heavy wooden beam that stood in the center of the floor.

"I don't want your money. You don't have a big, bad boyfriend that will come save you. And you're the one that should worry about dying."

Laughing at the fear in your eyes and the surprised look on your face, I brought a knee up HARD into your crotch, then used the time as you recovered from the sucker punch to untie and retie your hands to the beam overhead.

"And you'll call me MASTER..not mister, do you understand...slut?"

Picking up a board set aside for that very reason, I waited for you to fight me...then swung it brutally at your ass, striking it with a loud crack with every word you threw at me...

 

[Dark_Jewel]

I learned quickly, not to move. If I didn't move, your swing would hit my ass. To move meant you hiy my kidneys which hurt much worse.

"What do you want?" Four more swings, one with each word.

I kept quiet. Maybe that is what would keep him off me. I said nothing, I didn't move. He would tell me soon enough.

I looked around trying to figure out where I was. It was a small town, surly there was a way to recognize this place for later use. To tell the police, or anyone.

 

[BLACK BART]

You were scared.

I could tell that quite easily.

But you were no where near defeated.

Your eyes showed a scared woman, but also a thinking one, one that was waiting and trying to make sense of what was happening to her.

I'd soon drive away the idea that there was any rhyme or sense to what I was doing to you...or any hope that you'd make it away from me...alive...

My mask was on yet. The scratches you laid into my skin burned from the sweat that rolled down my hidden face, and yet I knew the blood only added to the horror I was hoping to create before I raped you

Pulling my hunting knife from it's sheath I lifted it for you to see, then used it to cut off your blouse and demure, pink laced bra.

"I want what any man want's"

I laughed and tore the shreds free, then moved to your skirt to give it the same treatment.

"For you to suck my cock....then scream as I fuk that pretty little ass of yours"

 

[Dark_Jewel]

"That is the only sucking you will get from me, you bastard" I said as I spit toward your face.

"I will not suck your cock. I am not those little whores you are used to." I couldn't help but tempt the fates. You would mess up and I would be there to kick you when you were down.

"What? Your mommy cut you off, so now you have to find a real woman?" I kicked at you, but my foot missed it's mark. Anger had finally taken over where fear once was. I was my mother's child. I woudl not give up without a fight.

 

[BLACK BART]

I laughed. But instead of responding to your insults I stayed cool....plotting my next move and then acting, untying you and watching you as you rubbed the marks from being bound

"Fuck you whore"

My words were spoken quietly, lulling you before I stepped quickly forward and slapped you full force across your bare tits, the blow half turning you and giving me an excellent chance at your tight ass. Lifting a booted foot I kicked that sweet cheeks and watched as you struggled to maintain your balance.

"Fuck you ALL to HELL"

My eyes were glowing, I knew it, the red fires of Hades burning brightly as I began to slap you harder and harder, each blow driving across the room and drawing a cry of fear and pain.

"I can do this all day SLUT"

The words weren't spoken in a gloating tone, the coldness of them giving a warning and a promise, as you swayed on your feet and tried to glare at me...and I laughed at you dressed only in your panties

" Take off those panties, bitch"

 

[Dark_Jewel]

I tried to hold my head up high. My ass ached, my tits hurt. All the while, I wanted to be strong. I wanted to tell this you to go fuck yourself, but I couldn't. I would have to get out of here alive if I were to ever turn you in.

My aching hands shook as they came to slide my panties over my hips. I didn't take my eyes off of you, worried I would not be ready if you were to strike out again at me.

"What do you want with me, Mister?" that was all I could say as tears came to my eyes.

 

[BLACK BART]

I watched your shoulders sag in defeat, saw the defiance in your eyes even as your face told me you knew your choices had narrowed to one...then smiled as you bent over to push your panties down those long, lean legs of yours.

The effect was rewarding, your full breasts swaying as you moved, your neatly shaved pussy coming into veiw along with your nicely rounded as you stepped one leg out of the underwear, then moved to do the same with the other.

"It's MASTER"

I corrected and swung my open hand as you looked up at me, your body unbalanced as I caught you in the final act of undressing.

The blow caught your face full on the side, knocking you to the ground in a pleasing display of female and decidely intimate flesh....

"And I want you on your knees...my cock fucking your face...is that crystal clear now...slave?"

 

[Dark_Jewel]

"Yes, Master." I quickly spoke the words I knew he wanted to hear. I was tired of the assaults on my body.

"I will do whatever you ask, Master. Just don't kill me."

I got to my knees and waited for him to come to me. WHen he didn't move, I moved closer to him. "I will suck your cock now Master." I stated. He had one, I was broken. Tears filled my already swollen eyes.

 

[BLACK BART]

I laughed at her and the words.

She didn't know the meaning of the words, or what I was going to do to her...

But she was frightened and willing to do most anything to avoid being bruised and battered.

"OF course you will slut, now crawl over here and open that whores mouth, I'm going to choke you with my cock."

I enjoyed the sight of her full breasts swaying as she submitted and moved to me, then open her mouth and looked up at me for instructions...

Which I didn't give...Instead my thrust my cock halfway into her mouth and gripped her hair from each side, then thrust deeper again as I pulled her head forward.

I was quickly keeping my word, and as with each thrust I moved deeper into her mouth, then felt her throat brush the head of my cock and her body stiffen.

"Fight me and we go back to square one slut"

I warned and thrust into her mouth again.

"I'd rather see you lap my cum, but if I have to I'll take beating you senseless as a warm up..."

 

[Dark_Jewel]

Tears trailed from my eyes as his cock forced its way into my mouth. I tried to not gag, to pull away so I couldn't gag, but he got angry. How could I do what he asked if I had a problem taking his cock into my mouth?

My hands reached up to his hips, holding onto him, trying to not fight, but trying to not get choked all the same. My tongue started moving, licking at his vein, trying to please him. I wanted him to cum, so then maybe he would free me and leave me be.

I closed my eyes so I could no longer see the horror before me. I thought maybe I could pretend that this was the man I loved and wanted to be with to make it easier.

His cock began to slide easier into my mouth. I regained the control of my throat. This would help him, and in turn help me. Maybe then he would release me. Let me go alive.

 

[BLACK BART]

I could feel her panic. Her hands gripping my ass and trying to fight me.

Then just as I was ready to pull out and slap her, she began to relax and use her tongue on my cock.

"That's better slut"

I chuckled and pulled back to let her breath, then pushed my full length into her now eager mouth.

"Suck on it and when it hits your throat...relax"

 

[Dark_Jewel]

I did just that. I sucked on his cock, tasting his pre-cum as he entered my mouth again and again. I let one hand go and it went to his cock, stroking it, my thumb massaging the underside of his shaft.

My tongue worked on him as well, twisting and turning, feeling his cock enter and exit. I licked on his head, sucked it back into my mouth, waited for him to hit the back of my throat, and come back again.

I began to moan, my vocal chords vibrating his cock in my mouth.

 

[BLACK BART]

"MMMMMM, better baby, much better."

I moaned in encouragement, my hands going to her hair and gripping it as I began to move my hips, sliding my cock full length in and out of her now willing mouth and throat.

"Drop your hands to your puss baby, finger it and get it wet for me, I want to smell your juices before I tongue that hot slit of yours."

Harder and faster I took her, my cock sliding over her lips with a slurping sound, her throat emitting a gulping moan as she gasped for breath each time I pulled out of it.

"Yessssssss"

Grinning I let the pleasure roll over me, but kept a part of my mind focused on her doing as I told her, watching her hands drop to her trim thighs and hearing another sound come to my ears as I face fucked her.

"That's right baby, fuck that cunt, I'll take care of your face for you."

Savage minutes later I did just that

 

[Dark_Jewel]

I did as I was told, my hand going to my pussy and teasing my clit. I jerked just slightly as it was really too sensitive for direct pressure. I would not be able to get wet in this situation. He was raping me. What did he expect me to enjoy it?

As his cock throbbed in my mouth, I knew soon he would be trying to cum. I couldn't let him cum in me. There were too many risks involved. The thought occured to me, that this was the time and the place to get out of it.

My hand reached up to his balls as if I were going to play with them. Instead though, I dug my fingernails in at the base of his balls and tried pulling his cock out of my mouth. My teeth raking along the shaft as I went.

With the grip on his balls, I pulled down, trying to get free of his grip and get out of his reach enough to run. I had a moments chance, and I could escape. I would be free to scream and get out of here.

 

[BLACK BART]

I felt her body tense as her hand moved from where i had told her to keep it and towards my balls.

Then the burning pain of her nails, and the blazing agony of her teeth dragging off and along the length of my cock.

"You BITCH"

I groaned in agony, my hands clamping tighter in her hair as she tried to escape.

But she didn't. Instead I dragged her upwards as she moved backwards, then yanked her towards me and my rapidly rising knee.

"Unnnnngggh!"

Came the sounds that told me I had connected with her dripping wet sex and angrily I lifted my knee a second time to connect again.

"Unnnnngggh!"

Half bent over she cried out in pain, adrenalin masking my own, stalling it until after...

"You stupid BITCH"

I freed one hand from her hair and slapped her HARD across her face, spinning her in my grasp so she sagged over, her back to me.

"Just a few minutes more and I would have been satisfied!"

 

[Dark_Jewel]

"You.....won't get.....any...from me." I said, regaining my breathe. What he did hurt like hell, but I couldn't give up. He was going to kill me if I did give up.

I kicked behind me, my foot connecting with his leg, but my second kick missed. He had moved to stay out of my reach.

"Go ahead fucker, kill me and get it over with. I would rather be dead than be your cum-pocket."

I tried to turn and face him, to look him in the eye. Maybe then he would realize I wasn't going to be easy to fuck.

 

[BLACK BART]

I had had enough.

I outweighed her by almost a hundred pounds and stood over eight inches taller.

"If I wanted you DEAD I'd fucking kill you already"

I warned and yanked her hair, drawing a cry of pain and then more insults as I forced her to follow me.

"And there are a LOT of things WORSE then death, and if you KEEP IT UP, I'll show you them!"

Stopping in the center of the room I yanked her upright, then slapped her face back and forth, hard enough to make her eyes roll but not quite drive her unconscious.

"HOLD STILL!"

I demanded and slipped a noose over her neck, then gripped the other end of the rope that hung over the beam and pulled on it.

Aaaaaachhh

Susan protested as she rose to her tiptoes and tried to grab the rope with her hands.

Tying the rope off on the far wall I picked up a heavy leather belt and folded it over as I returned.

"You've got a beautiful body, that's why I chose you, it's dull of promise and pleasure...I'd hate to ruin it and the chance to enjoy it as well!"

Swinging the belt I struck her full across both breasts, bringing a scream of pain as the tender flesh grew bright red, her hands coming down too late to protect herself as she teetered on her tiptoes.

"Ten more blows BITCH, and then we'll see how defiant you are!"

 

[Dark_Jewel]

The swings came down on me like a rain of torture. Each one seemed to hold more power in it than the last. I couldn't help but scream the first couple of times, and then I didn't feel the power to scream.

The noose around my neck held tight and often I found myself having to try to keep myself from choking instead of trying to find ways around his stinging blows.

Tears were streaming down my face. "Please, stop, Master."