Left to His Mercy (Open to a male)

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Everything was hazed, blurry and black. As Aria opened her eyes she was swallowed by the darkness she thought was only part of a dream. Yet there she was staring into the blackness. She was on her back dizzy and tasting something like pennies in her mouth. The blonde groaned feeling cold and heavy. She was naked, exposed on some kind of soft bed.

With what little strength she could muster she tugged at her arms and legs finding herself bound. Her legs were attached to some kind of bar that kept them spread apart. She could lift them slightly and pull them closer to her body, but no matter how hard she tried the bar kept her from closing them to give herself a little more decency. Her wrists however were bound together and secured to what she assumed was the headboard.

She didn't feel sore or violated, but she tried desperately to recall where she was before all this. She closed her eyes again fighting the sleepiness in her system. Aria focused hard bringing back the small tidbits she could remember.

She was at home eating fruit and preparing for a night run. She had been dressed casually in spandex shorts and a sports bra. She didn't want to suffer in the heat so she wore as little as possible without showing too much. She had gone for her run and somebody she knew had stopped by in a car. They were from her college she thought. She was a senior, 22 and ready to graduate. She could have sworn she knew the person in the car, but she couldn't remember much more after that.

She took a deep breath in and yelled. "Hello! Is there anybody there! Please help me!" Aria tugged at her restraints again. "Come on! HELP ME PLEASE!" She groaned in frustration as she tried to pull at her wrists again. "This is what I fucking get for saying I like it rough..." She mumbled as she awaited her fate.

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$20,000 in cash is a lot of money for a broke college kid. However, when he pulled up and saw her his stomach dropped. Sickened at what he was about to do, he considered not doing it. He could say a cop came by or a friend or some excuse, but he knew he was over his head. That's what you get for getting mixed up with the wrong kind of people. He knew bad things could happen if he did not pull through and he knew he was going to have to do this.

Staring at her he applied the chloroform to the cloth and pulled up beside up her. Wearing sunglasses and a college hat he exit the car and grabbed her. She struggled against him, but Hector was right this stuff worked fast. Her body struggled and Bastain made sure nobody was seeing this. Quickly he shuffled her into the car and sped off towards nowhere.

Bastain was 21 and also getting ready to graduate. He had a good GPA, but came from a poor family so the nice things he wanted were always right out of reach. He was approached by a man named Hector and offered a business propostion at a party on campus. All Bastain had to do was kidnap her and tie her to a bed at a cabin in the woods some 5 hours from campus. It was very odd, but the payoff was great. He would get $20,000 and 5 pounds of weed. It sounded to good to be true and now he was committing a disgusting act, but Hector told her she would be asleep for sometime and if she woke up put her back under.

He did everything he asked, but something happened as he was undressing her. He got hard. Bastain swollowed hard as he looked at her sweet body. He left the room after tying her up and about half way through his joint he heard the thrashing. Bastains heart dropped and he went inside. He walked in and gave her a glass of water.
 
Aria flexed her fingers still beyond pissed that something like this had happened to her. Unable to get out of her restraints she resorted to thinking of possible ways to escape. Seduce and run or find a way out of the restraints. As much as Aria liked to believe she was capable of getting out of there she wasn't the kind of girl to want to risk her life trying. Whatever happened, happened, but if she could get out alive with as much of her dignity as possible she was going to do that.

Suddenly a light burst into the room and she found herself squinting trying to make out a face to the black figure before her. He brought a glass of water to her lips and she drank a little bit realizing how thirsty she was. As she finished drinking she looked at him with a look of deep anguish and scorn. "Couldn't have tied this shit tight enough" She flexed her fingers and raised a brow at him. With her eyes adjusting to what little light she had Aria still couldn't make out a face to her captor.

"The restraints I get, but was it necessary to keep me naked and the spread bar... really a spreader bar? Why don't you just fuck me and get it over with so I can go home..." Aria let her voice drop realizing how bad this could have ended up if she had offended him. She was at his mercy and she really needed to keep a cap on her smart mouth. She eyed him again trying to pull out the features, but she was stuck unable to see much at all in the dark.

So she resorted to turning her head to the side. "Why did you do this..." She asked quietly waiting for some kind of explanation. She hadn't done anything wrong. Aria was a nice girl. She lived at home, went to college and was ready to get her degree and move onto nursing school. She didn't have family in this town, but she had a few good friends. Sadly she doubted anybody would be looking for her for a while. She was supposed to be one some stupid trip that would take three weeks before she got back. Aria had to refrain from rolling her eyes. Everything seemed to work out well for her captors.
 
'Look I can explain...'

Bastain was sick to his stomach. Normally a tan kid, he felt very pale. And although at 5'10 he was the tallest man, he felt very small. How could he do this. Leaving this girl for a sick man. He said there would be no rape. Hector told him that the girl had done something to him, but Bastain was having a hard time beleving it. A girl like this does not even talk to a man like that. Bastain sighed a ran a hand through his short brown hair.

'I am being given $20,000 to do this. I am so sorry. I will not touch you, but I can give you water.'

Bad thoughts were racing through his head. His palms were getting sweaty. She was just exposed and there was nothing she could do. Maybe he would put her sleep. Bastain tried to shake the thoughts from his head as he awaited an answer from his captive.
 
"Does it look like I want water?!" She retorted with a glare. She pulled hard at her restraints wanting to break free so she could smack this guy, but when it didn't give way she yelled at the top of her lungs. "God you know I get this country's in a recession and everything, but are you fucking kidding me?! I graduate in two months, I only had two months left and you had to fucking kidnap me for some quick cash..."

She let out a hysterical laugh incredulous that this was even happening. Aria could see a little better now that her eyes had adjusted, but even now all she could really make out were the tips of her nipples and the smooth contour of her legs. The whole situation kind of turned her on. Surprisingly despite the fact that she was angry she liked being tied up. She let it slip from her mind though because it wasn't the exact ideal situation she wanted to be in. "Do you have a name?" She asked bitterly. "Or do I have to keep calling you profanities?"
 
When she snapped at him a shot of anger boiled through him. He did not like being cursed at by anybody. Bastain was strong for his height and just strong in general. He looked at her in darkness. What was he doing? He walked away for a second and thought about knocking her back out.

'Look I don't know what you did to this guy, but he was pretty fucking ready to dish out a lot of money. We don't know each other and maybe it's best that way.'

He felt sick and when he got up he was able to see her in the darkness. The perfectness of her body. She was perfect. He didn't know what he should do. Bastain cursed under his breath. He loosened the ropes a little bit, he knew he was fast enough to catch her and he had the chloroform in hand in case of anything going wrong, but she was still stuck.

'I don't know what I'm fucking doing anymore. I needed to leave...'
 
"Wait.. Don't go..." She said softly not wanting to be left in the dark again. She could feel the blood return to her hands after he loosened the ropes and she appreciated it. She was still bound, but at least she had a little move room.

"My name is Aria, I'm a college student at North Mystic College and I'm supposed to go to graduate school at the University of Chicago in the fall." She bit her lip slightly as brought her knees together still very conscious that the bar was keeping her legs spread wide apart. He could see all of her. There wasn't anything that she could hide and even in such a wrong situation she could feel the heat building up between her legs.

She eyed him for a moment and decided there wasn't much she could lose. Luckily for her he was attractive and not as gross as she'd imagined most kidnappers. Maybe if she gave him something he wanted she'd get something in return. "You can touch me..." She offered sweetly enticing him and feeling slightly excited herself.
 
When she said her name. His heart dropped. He felt awful. What if he was in this situation? He took a sip of water and wondered if he should just put her to sleep and leave. Bastain felt terrible, but then she told him that he could touch her. He felt all kinds of emotions stirring. He'd never had a girl like this and it was still dark. She didn't know who he was or even where they were. Hector was suppose to come take a few pictures and cut her loose and leave. Why the fuck did Bastain do this.

'I don't know if I can.'

Then he saw her feet the best he could. They were beautiful and he wondered if maybe she would let him just touch those. It wasn't a breast or something private. He just looked at her and took the water and took a sip. His hands were tremblind and he put the glass down and looked at her with sad eyes. Maybe he would do this.

'Well, what do you mean?'
 
When he asked Aria had to stifle a smile. He was too nice for this job. Any guy would have jumped at the chance to paw at her and have her for a night, but he didn't. It was slightly charming even given the circumstance. "Whatever you want..." She breathed arching her back a little to give him a little more of a view. "You can touch me all over and I won't mind, I won't say a word." She bit her lips slightly inviting him to lay his fingers on her skin.

Aria wasn't really sure why she was doing what she was, but maybe if she was lucky he'd bestow the same kind of kindness she was giving him. "I want it, touch me..." She replied hoping he would relent. "It's not wrong if I'm letting you" Aria added the last bit hoping it would comfort him a bit.

It was weird enticing her captor to touch her and maybe more if time permitted. Shouldn't she just continue screaming profanities and hope he'd go to hell for the things he was doing. Maybe, but who knew. Aria was just taking a chance and hoping it would all work out.
 
Bastain could not what was going on. She wanted him to touch him. He could not believe it. He tried to fight the pit in his stomach, but this oppurtunity... still something nagged at him. It was that conscence of his and he just didn't know what to do. He could feel his palms sweating. What if she knows him? No one would let a man get away with something like this. He decided to play it safe and still get some pleasure.

'May I touch your feet?'

The words came nervous and choked and part of him could not believe they even came out. He could just put her to sleep and have her not even know what happens, but there something in her voice. There was also something in his pants. He knew Hector was still going to be a while, but part of him felt absolutely terrible. He sighed.

'I'm so so sorry.'
 
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