The Breeding Of Abby(open To One Man)

icu1978

CandyHearts
Joined
Jun 7, 2006
Posts
2,404
Lucas Brians paces back and forth back and forth everyonce in awhile looking up at the house infront of him. It belonged to abby. his closest neighbor. she was a widow of 2 years and only 23 years old. she had married young and lost her husband young. there wasn't another living soul for over 100 miles in any direction.

Lucas had been planning this for weeks.It was simple he told himself looking at her house again. He wanted a women and kids.. lots and lots of kids. there was no one else and since Abby was being so hard to cozy up to he had no choice. He was going to take her and lock her in his basement. Of course he had made it up real nice turning the dark cold room into a light room full of warmth. all that was in there was a double bed and a bathtub along with a small table and two chairs for meals. and a small bathroom with nothing but a toilet in it.he had even put a tv and dvd player down there for her. what more could she want?

Ok this is it he tells himself as he walks rapidly towards the front door. he looked like a man on a mission.
~~~~

Abby sat in her living room her small frame curled up as she read a romance novel.she had no idea that Lucas was in her front yard until he came crashing into her house.
Standing her book falls to the floor at her feet. "Lucas what in the world are you doing?"

Abby stood all of 5 feet with hair as black as night that she always kept in a pony tail. her blue grey eyes stood out in her small thin face. Her breasts couldn't be more than a c. but she was a lovely vision standing in the middle of the room in her night gown. a plain white gown made of thin cotton and a deep v the fell between her cleavedge.

Lucas walks towards her not saying a word as he reaches out.............

please message me with your first post before putting it in the thread. thanks
 
bump... just want to get this back on the top for hopefully some one to see.
 
His hands were delicate upon her skin. He did not want to hurt her, especially not now. Weeks of planning gone to waste simply because she would want to fight back. No, that would not do. He didn't want to harm a single hair on her beautiful head.

He had the rag, the ripe scent of chlorophorm on it. It went around her mouth and nose easy enough, and he reached behind her to hold her tight. She struggled, fiercely, but that was good. He had to have her struggle, because the more she did the harder she would breathe.

And then her body weakened, and it grew limp in his hands.

"There we go," He said, taking it off, watching her sleep so soundly now, so peacefully. He kissed those pale lips of hers, as he picked her up over his shoulders. She should be out for an hour at least, plenty of time to get her back to his basement.

It was a good set up, better than how most people lived. It had all the furnishings of the modern era. She had free reign in the room as well, except for the large chain attached to the middle of the room, running up to her ankle.

Plenty of dvd's, a shower built in the corner to keep clean. He had even brought over some of her clothes, especially her lingerie.

"Good morning," He said, as soon as her eyes fluttered awake, "I think you should eat something first. That Chlorophorm just knocks you out, but if you get something in your system, you should be ok."

He set a tray of food for her down at the single table, sitting down and inviting her over.

"We're going to be spending some time down here, you and I... so please, come over. I'll try to answer as many questions as I can before we begin."
 
Abby looked at Lucas as if he had lost his mind. puting her hands on her round hips she demands " what is wrong with you Luca Brians.. have you lost your mind or something."

looking around the room she shakes her head her hair flying around her shoulders." my god.. you've been planning this haven't you?"
she was confused and angry with him. He had always seemed like a nice man. and the perfect neighbor,never intruding on her privacy.. well until now that is. He had even been over for dinner once or twice in the last year or so.

sighing she runs her small hand through her hair pushing it back from her face before she looks at him. " why on earth are you doing this Lucas?"
moving she stands against a wall as far away from him as she can get. she was still woozy and a little tired from what ever he had put over her mouth earlier. in a small voice she ask's " how long are you planning to keep me in here?"
 
"As long as it takes," He said, staring at her openly. He had changed her clothing. She had worn something simple, a t shirt and some sweats thrown over, her clothing now was erotic, revealing. A low cut blouse and a skirt, with silken thong panties that she hardly ever wore, stuffed back away in her lingere drawer, as if forgotten.

He found his finger idly running along her plate. On it was her favorite meal, he had made sure of that. He licked his finger as he stared at her. His eyes had changed, almost predatory now. He used to look at her so nicely, as if a good friend with no ill intention.

Now, he dripped with lust, passion, and something else she could not quite see. Not yet anyway. Given a day or two she might understand.

"This, is very simple. I don't want to hurt you in any way, or make you uncomfortable. That is why all of this stuff is here. You have movies to watch, books to read, a nice bed, good food, shower and all of your clothes. You need to feel safe and relazed for what we are going to do."

He stood up from the chair, walking over to her. It was a slow deliberate walk, each step calculating, until he was next to her along the wall.

"I want to mate. I want children. That is all. You are down here to provide that for me. I am going to breed with you."

It was not a question or a statement or a promise or a prayer, it was simple fact, and Lucas said it as such. He ran a hand down a single lock of hair, letting his fingers stay upon her skin as he spoke.

"I know it sounds cold and hard, but it doesn't have to be. You choose how you want this to go. If you accept it, then it will be over soon enough, and I can get you off of this chain, but the more you fighter it, the harder it will be on you."
 
her face grew red with anger as she listened to him, but once she realized what he was actually saying her, her face drains of all blood leaving her as white as the sheet on the bed. "your...your crazy Lucas." she gasps slaping his hand away from her and quickly runs away from him to stand on the other side of the bed.

" i wont do it Lucas... i will not let you breed me like some prize heffer on your farm."

looking around for a weapon she grabs a book off of the small shelf and throws it at him hitting the wall behind him." if you want kids get married and have them the normal way creep."

she was in full panic mode grabbing the chain around her ankle in both hands she pulls it as hard as she can. " you just stay away from me Lucas." she yells as she tugs on the chain again.
 
He stood away from her, watching her throw her tantrum. He didn't do anything, except shy away from her as the book hit the far wall and landed with a hollow thud on the concrete floor.

The wall was also concrete. In fact, the whole basement seemed like one big cinderblock surrounding them. Even though there were windows to the outside, they looked sturdy and heavy, damn near unbreakable.

"What are you going to do, Abbey? You don't think I just did this on a whim, do you? You're mine. I own you now."

He walked over to the only exit out of here, a wooden staircase that went up to his house above. He had a lock over that door as well, a sturdy padlock, just in case she were to ever try anything clever and escape. She was locked and trapped and hidden.

"You have nowhere to go, nowhere to be, no one who will come looking for you. You live alone in your house, miles away from anyone. You can shout all you want down here, no one will hear you. It's sound proof, Abbey. I want you to have my children. You are going to bear them for me. Do you understand?"

He took out, from under the stairs, a single cardboard box. In it were several toys of both pleasure and pain, but he focused on the other chains. Handcuffs, a leg spreader, and a collar meant for dogs.

"This is what happens if you keep this up. I had thought we could be friendly during all of this, even lovers. I know I've desired you for a long time. Don't make me treat you like this, degrade you like some whore to take my seed. You can be a big girl, you can do this for me."
 
Abby watched him closely as he walked up the stairs desperately wanting to tell him to go to hell, but the words died on her lips when she seen him lift the box showing her what was inside. her mouth opened in a small oh before she snaped it shut and swallowed several times. Looking to him and then back to what he was showing her. Finally she knodded her head still unable to speak.

sitting down on the edge of the bed her face pale making her eyes stand out all the more. "o..ok Lucas.." she says in a small voice, her throat tightening up as the words formed.

looking down at Abby clasps her hands in her lap to keep them from shaking.
" all..alright..Lucas.. i will do what you want." after seeing what he would do to her if she didn't she didn't feel she had much of a choice but to go along with this and hope that she would find away out sooner or later.
 
"See, that is much better," He said, putting the toys away. He left the box out though, to remind her if she happened to forget what kind of situation she truly was in.

He went around her room, straightening out everything for her. The put the book back, the chair where it was.

"You are not to throw any more tantrums either, I don't want you upset. If you are, you might hurt the baby."

He sat down, across from her, and the plate of food. He motioned for her to sit down, and eat, like he had asked her to do before.

"It is ok, it is just a little confusing now because of the drug. You will be better soon, once you learn the rules you will be just fine. You'll see. I think you'll find, you might even enjoy it."

He smiled at that, already eager to see her submission. Some sparkle in her eye that showed she was a breeder, some fertile land for him to sow.
 
Moving to the chair he had indicated she sits down and lifting her fork she pushes the food around on her plate not wanting to eat anything he gave her. finally she sets it down on the plate " i'm not hungry.. i ate already"
Abby could feel her stomach tightening as the minutes draged by.

looking up at him she placed her hands in her lap under the table.
" how long is this going to go on Lucas.. i have family, you can't keep me here forever."

her eyes glittered with the hatred she felt for him. and she had to bite her tongue to keep from lashing out at him physically.Soon enough she would get her chance, once he let his guard down and relaxed around her a little. until then she would do what he wanted but she was determind to keep him from breeding her as he calls it. The word made bile rise in her throat and she had to swallow hard to keep from loosing her lunch.
 
"One child," He lied, "You give me one child and this will all be over."

He took out a bottle of pills for her, pushing them towards her side of the table.

"This is called Clomiphene. This is going to help you ovulate. You must take it every day. If you take it, and we conceive, then things will go faster. If you decide not too, and want to be stubborn, than you will be in here much longer. I am going to let you choose whether or not to take these pills. Like I said hun, it is all up to you how wonderful or horrible you want this to be."

He reached under the table, taking her hand in his own. He was guiding her, towards his own thigh, showing her fingers where to go, how to caress him. A dark moan escaped his lips, all of his fantasies being lived out as her hand, forced by his own, crept further and further up his thigh.

"We can begin tonight," He said, through half lidded eyes, lust burning on his lips, "I would very much like to begin tonight."
 
"You give me one child and this will all be over."

she was shocked to hear him say it,even though she expected it after all he had done to get her down here.
watching as he placed a small bottle of pills on the table she picks them up and looks at them, then to him with confusion.

"This is called Clomiphene. This is going to help you ovulate. You must take it every day. If you take it, and we conceive, then things will go faster. If you decide not too, and want to be stubborn, than you will be in here much longer. I am going to let you choose whether or not to take these pills. Like I said hun, it is all up to you how wonderful or horrible you want this to be."

a little hesitant to take him for his word she read the label and then opened the bottle and looked at the tiny pills inside. closing the lid again she sets them on the table in front of her.

" i will have to think about the pills.. i have never beleived in taking pills that where not perscribed to me."

it was an excuse and a weak one at that she knew it and from the look in his eyes so did her.sighing she opens the bottle back up and takes one of the little white pills and puts it in her mouth. swallowing it with out the aid of anything to drink. closing the bottle again she sets it back on the table.

rubbing the palms of her hands on her thighs she looks around the room again desperately wanting to find something with which she could get herself out of his house. feeling his hand grab her , his fingers easily curcling her small wrist and pulling her hand towards him under the table.

stiffening she knows where he is leading her and she isn't sure she could handle it but before she could say or do anything her palm was pressed flat against his raging hard on.

"We can begin tonight," He said, through half lidded eyes, lust burning on his lips, "I would very much like to begin tonight."

gasping she snatches her hand away from his grasp." i....i.. i think i need a little rest before we do.. that. i mean.. i have had a very stressfull day after all.. and......that would probably keep me from becoming pregnant...don't you agree?"

her small hands closed tightly into fists in her lap she looks at him waiting to see what he is going to say.. or even worse.. what he is going to do about her rejection.
 
He stops in thought, her suggestion very valid. She was playing the game now, her excuses were no longer ridiculous. She wanted him to stop for fear of not getting pregnant. While this was one level saying she won, because she would certainly not get him to argue on that point.

On another level entirely, she was thinking in terms of herself and the unborn child. Already her mind was working with that mindset. It was very arousing. He smiled, happy she was stepping into his way of thinking.

Little by little.

"Of course. We don't have to mate tonight. We can do that tomorrow morning. But, I can not leave you just yet. There is one more thing we must do."

He stoop up, walking over to the bed and laying down. He patted the area next to him, for her to come and sit as well.

"I need to know what excites you," He said, very plain and blunt, "Statistics show a woman who orgasms during sex has a higher chance for the seed to reach her womb. This means I can not simply fuck you, but you need to enjoy it, and you have to come..."

His hand was softly caressing the sheet in front of him, wishing she was right next to him.

"So you need to help me. Tell me what gets you off, what turns you on. Perhaps a little demonstration. I could always go exploring for myself..."
 
Abby could not believe what she was hearing. Lucas actually expected her to tell him those kinds of details.. She shook her head and stood up turning to face him her face turning pink she turns away and begins to pace as if trying to wear off some of her anger before she begins talking.

As Abby paces back and forth the chain attached to her ankle clinking with each step she took she runs her fingers throuhg her hair and then stops and with hands on hips she stares at him.

" Alright Lucas... I have had all i can take. You can only push a person so damn far before she breaks.. and i have reached that limit."

turning she crosses her arms under her breasts and walks to the far wall before turning back to him. her anger evident in her eyes as she looks him in the eyes." There is no way on gods green earth i am going to tell you what you just asked.. There is no need for you to know things like that. "

before he could respond she rapidly starts speaking again her voice rising an octive as she continues her tirade.

" Lucas..Frist you steal me from my very own home. Second you lock me in this room. Third you chain me to the ceiling Fourth You threaten me with god only knows what's in that box..."

stoping she takes a deep breath and paces to the other wall turning her left hand slaping her hip as she yells just slightly " the list goes on and on Lucas... and now... now you want me to tell you the intament details of my sex life.. with the claim that it will help to get me pregnant...This is CRAZY"

she stresses the word as she takes a few steps towards him. her breasts heaving as she breaths as if she just finished running a mile in the august heat.

" You know what i think LUCAS? I think that you want to pretend i am here willingly and that instead of forcing this on me that i am some kind of willing particapent. Just pretend that instead of your captive i am your lover or something.."

she ignores the look on his face as she turns and storms to the other side of the room picking up her chain and flinging it away as if that would be all it would take to remove the thing for her person.
turning she leans her shoulders against the wall her arms once again folded under her breasts.

" get this straight Lucas.. I do NOT want to be here. I do not want to have your child.I do not want you touching me.I do not want to have anything at all to do with you... But since what i want doesn't seem to matter to you then lets just get this out of the way right now."

she moves and plops down at the table and picks up the pill bottle fingering it between her two hands as she looks at it. " don't try to woo me Lucas.. just get it over with.. don't try to prlong it in any way." she holds up the bottle and shakes it gently at him.

" these things will insure that i get pregnant... so you will have your baby no matter what.. so please.. just don't make things last longer than they have to."

she knew that he would no doubt have plenty to say about the little lecture she had just given him and no doubt she would hate him even more by the time he got done speaking but at this very moment she held on to hope that he could still be reasoned with dispite everything he had done at one time Lucas was her friend, her neighbor. He had been her rock when her husband had died suddenly.

thinking back Abby tryed to remember any signs that Lucas had given that would have told her of his feelings but she just couldn't remember anything he had ever said or done that would have lead her to think he liked her in anyway other than as a friend. Until now anyways, what had made him do this.. it was so out of the blue. Lucas had been planing this for some time that was clear to see by the room he had created down here.

lowering her head into her hands she rubs her temples and closes her eyes wanting to block out where she was and what was going to happen to her and most of all she wanted to block out Lucas himself.
 
Lucas nodded his head, appropriately when she spoke directly to him. He had thought she would outburst, although he did not know she would take things so well. He thought her actions would be to say no entirely.

This, was somewhat different. She simply did not want to enjoy it. She took great lengths to make sure she did not enjoy it. She simply wanted to bear his child and get on with it.

He would make her see things his way, soon enough.

"If that is how you want it," He said, moving himself from the bed, "Then I will let you relax for the night."

He checked her area, to make sure everything was just fine. Also, he did not want to leave anything that she might use for escape. He grabbed up the plate of food, what was left, and walked up to the stares.

"Remember to take your pills. In your bathroom is a faucet, with toothbrush, cup, and toothpaste. You have television and dvd's. Good night. I will be down here bright and early tomorrow morning with your breakfast..."

His eye grew wide, and he slapped himself over the head, "I almost forgot. Here. A walkie talkie."

It was a small child's version. The span of it could not be more than the area of their property.

"The other one is upstairs where I sleep, in case you need anything. Goodnight. Tomorrow after breakfast, we will begin."

He rose up the stairs slowly, closing and locking the door behind him.
 
As soon as Abby heard the door close she franticly began looking around the small room for something to use eithor as a wepon or as a means of escape. Finding only what she could call harmless items laying around she flops down on the bed and stares up at the ceiling above her.

she spent a sleepless night in the room he had put her in making a few trips to the small bathroom and then trying to read one of the books he had left for her on the bookshelf. Finally she tossed the book on the table and began to pace the room trying to think of a way out of the situation she was in.

Clearly she couldn't bargain her way out of this room and Lucas was determind to have his own way. Abby rubbed her arms and looked at the small dresser against the far wall of the room. going over she looks inside each drawer but finds only skimpy nighty's. Obviousely he had chosen them with only one thing in mind. sighing she grabs the blanket off the bed and wraps it around herself , sitting at the table she waits for him to come back downstairs in the morning but before she knew it Abby had fallen asleep sitting in the chair.
 
Lucas brought down an omelette, and some juice for her. He saw her sleeping though. She looked so peaceful. He didn't understand why she slept in the chair.

It must have been a long night for her. He could imagine. She would have tried to escape, or at the very least think of a plan to get out, maybe confuse him. Obviously that tired her out, and now here she was.

He leaned down next to her, kissing her soft lips. He was gentle, almost a whisper upon her skin. His kiss careful and planned, not wanting to wake her just yet.

His hand snaked down between her legs. They touched upon the fabric, panties hiding her sex. His fingers rubbed against them, up and down, forceful. It was enough to stir something within her.

The drug should be working now, she would be ready for his seed.

"Wake up," He said, kissing her again, pressing his body against hers, his fingers playing at her sex, thick and rough against the panties she wore.
 
( She was at home watching a roaring fire burn brightly as billy holliday played softly. She was laying on a pile of blankets with sam his arms wraped around her his body pressed to hers.. his kisses where so loving.. passionate. she could feel his desire for her pressing against her belly as he moves to lay ontop of her.)

soft warm lips pressing against hers warm,tender kisses. A large hand moving between her thighs,strong hard fingers pressing against her already slick folds.
A hard body pressing against hers as she lets her thighs fall further apart,thoughtlessly responding to him.

"Wake up,"

"sam?"

slowly she smiles and opens her eyes.Looking into the eyes of lucas not the light hazel eyes of her husband. Gasping she pushes Lucas away from her with out thinking. Her reaction was automatic and she felt bad when he fall back and landed on his rare infront of her. but the look on his face made her giggle and she used the blanket to cover her mouth until she gained controll of herself.

* what the hells wrong with me* she thinks as she looks down at him * i must be loosing my mind now.*

Pulling her feet up into the chair with her so that her knee's are pressed against her breasts she looks over at the tray and using her fingers picks at the food tasting it.
 
"What were you thinking of?" He lay on the floor, his ass imprinted against the concrete below him. He did not rise, but looked up at her. His fingers had pulled away from her slit, wet and warm.

He licked them, her scent brilliant on his lips. Yes, that was the scent of a woman in lust.

"I can smell you, from here I can. What were you thinking of?"

He rose, and sat on the bed next to her. The pain was limiting, but nothing more than a dull ache that would go away. He was not angry with her, although he should have been. If anything, she was just surprised.

Today would be a day full of surprises.

"Was it Sam? You spoke his name aloud"
 
Looking at him her eyes narrow to slits as she swallows the bit of omlet she had poped into her mouth.

" that is none of your concern.. you do not controll my dreams."

turning she places her feet on the floor and grabs the tray eating her breakfast slowly as she watches him move to sit on the other side of the table.

" i want some puzzles" is all she said between bites until she was finished and was drinking her orange juice. she grabs the little bottle of pills and shakes them at him to show she was taking the pills. opening it she takes out a small pill and swallows it with a drink of her oj.
 
"You are right," He said, a pleased smile coming to his face when he saw her taking her pills. She would get whatever she wished, if puzzles would help her, so be it.

"I can get you puzzles, and anything else you desire. You will be down here a long time. I want to make you very comfortable."

He saw her finish her breakfast, before patting the bed.

"It is time... get undressed. Lie down on your back, Abby. And we can begin."
 
Setting her fork down and finishing the last of her drink she pushes the tray away from her only to see Lucas patting the bed next to him.

"It is time... get undressed. Lie down on your back, Abby. And we can begin."


sighing and closign her eyes she tryed to remind herself that she had no choice but to go along with his plans until she figured away out.
Getting up slowly she walks to the side of the bed and turns her body away from him. droping her blanket to the floor around her feet she lifts the gauzey matterial of her nighty and lifts it over her head slowly once off she lets that drop to the floor as well.

Looking over her shoulder to see what he was doing biting her lower lip she turns away from him again and bending at the waist pushes her panty's to the floor quickly she sits on the bed and pulls the sheet over her. laying on her side at first she takes a few deep breaths and then rolls to her back and looks up at him as she holds the sheet over her breasts.

she started to speak several times before finally she says." I....Well...That is..No one...Not..since sam." she finally gets out. her cheeks turning pink as she turns her face away from Lucas her small hands curled into tight fists that turned her knuckles white. her heart beating so wildly in her chest she was sure that he could hear it as clearly as she could.
 
"I know," He said simply, as he lay down beside her. His hand came out, touching upon her stomach through the sheet. It was a simple, soft touch. His fingers caressed. He did not try to move the sheet, only run his touch up to her breasts, and down to he thighs.

"I'm not going to hurt you, or humiliate you. I want you to be as comfortable as possible. Ok?"

He looked up at her, how scared she must feel. He smiled, brushing away hair from her face. She must have accepted her fate somewhat. She had gotten naked, she was lying down on her back.

He leaned in. He did not kiss her mouth, but his lips found her neck. He kissed there, licking against her flesh. It was soft, subtle touch. Not threatening. His entire head moved agaisnt her, licking, moaning against her skin, his lips causing a tremble.

His hand continued to stroke across her stomach. It settled next to her thighs, running against her hip, finding its way underneath the cloth and touching upon bare skin. The touch was warm, electrifying to him. His fingers simply slid across her skin, touching upon the intimacy of her thigh.
 
"I'm not going to hurt you, or humiliate you. I want you to be as comfortable as possible. Ok?"

She was a little was surprised by how sinseer he sounded when she lifted her eyes to look up at him their eyes locking breifly before she turned away. That split second that she looked into her eyes was nearly her undoing. He had looked so tenderly at her his hand touching her as if she was made from the finest china and that if he pressed to hard she would crack and shatter into a million pieces.

Gasping as his large warm hand worked it's way under the sheet to touch and caress her bare thigh she tensed and then relaxed slowly when he made no move towards her most intament of places. slowly her entire body relaxes. Her thighs slowly open to his exploring hands.

Abby hadn't wanted to enjoy his touch, she had wanted the experiance to revult her but the effect he was having on her was just the oppisite. blocking out the reason she was here and what he was demanding of her she let herself forget how angry she was with him and found it easier to respond to him. looking up at him she slowly ran her finger tips caress his cheek as she sweeps a lock of hair off his forhead letting her finger tips moves down his cheek and along his jaw before she finally let her hand drop to lay on her abdomen.

" i didn't think you where going to be so....tender."
she was looking into his eyes her blush long since gone.
 
"Oh, did you think I would be rough, rape you?"

He smiled up at her from that. Perhaps it was rape. Any jury would think so, but not an unpleasent one. Perhaps a forced reluctance he was bringing out. She did not need to say yes, simply the absense of no would do.

"I do not want to hurt you. I am your friend."

His fingers ran against her inner thigh. He felt her open slightly for him, a parting of her legs. He moaned against her skin once more. It was delicious to feel that giving in, the urge of her body taking over.

His fingers pushed up further, and touched upon her sex. They caressed her silken folds, lightly, delicately. He ran up and down her slit, simply wanting to touch rather than please her. His fingers had a desire to explore, and he let them.

With the other hand, slowly, he let the sheet fall from her body. He watched her pale skin come into view, her breasts full and firm, hard nipples poking out.

"You look so beautiful," He said, his head bowing down, lips coming in contact with her nipple. He got it wet, his tongue coming out to lick around it, suck it into his mouth.

Below, his fingers brushed against her clit.
 
Back
Top