Snatched (19 page)

Leah was reminded of her own early years of lusting fruitlessly after other girls, and the agony of days when her pulse raced and her heart resonated love in waves that bounced harmlessly off obstacles before they could reach their target. In her case the obstacles were her own late development and lack of confidence, in May’s case it was her own family. It seemed desperately sad that this beautiful girl was watching her passions drip away because of her own sister’s bizarre and hypocritical behaviour, but at the same time her imposed chastity was deeply alluring. True, May must have witnessed many sexual acts and according to April was technically not a virgin, if the stories of Gwendolen and her dildo were to be believed. Nonetheless, the exhilarating possibility remained that Leah might just be the first person that May had ever actually
made love
to.

Leah was left alone throughout the morning to bask in the belief that she and May were now actually lovers. If April’s spiteful words about keeping her sister away had come yesterday, Leah would have been crushed. But May had found a way to come to her, and surely would again. What was also becoming clear was that May was as much a prisoner as Leah. She might not wear the ball and chain but her life was not in her own hands. She was a slave to her Mistress and perhaps more so of her sadistic sibling, who seemed to spend her days veering in and out of sanity.

Leah’s future remained unclear but she knew that somehow May had to figure in it. If she was to be rescued then she must ensure that she extricated her lover from the wreckage. If she wasn’t to be saved then they would spend the next years equally trapped, but at least they would be trapped together. Her heart beat faster at the idea of their future clandestine meetings and stolen kisses, her lover’s naked body slipping beside her in the pitch blackness for a secret hour, or maybe even a whole night. They would have to develop an unspoken language to convey their love, knowing that one tiny slip could be fatal. They would have to endure watching each other being spanked or worse, and be incapable of intervention. But it would all be worth it for those precious minutes when they were alone, when with just one longing look, Leah would take her chance and pull her knickers down, rubbing herself to a powerful orgasm as she felt her lover’s innocent fingers pushing up into her bum. They would learn to make love to each other for long hours, and to make each other come in seconds.

Leah’s climax had all morning staved off the indignity of another public session of masturbation, but her fingers were once again being drawn inexorably between her legs when they were thwarted by the sound of distant voices and creaking stairs, followed by heavy steps in the corridor. If it was May, then she was not out there alone, although any chance of seeing her would still be heart-soaring. The door was unlocked and swung half open. Deposited into the room with a little push was Caroline, and then the door was closed and locked once more behind her.

She was wearing the standard knickers and T-shirt prisoner uniform of the farm. Her top was short and finished only a couple of inches below the waist of her thong panties, so that the rise over her pubis was visible. Slightly turned as she was, a good portion of her bum cheek was also peeking out. It still carried the marks of her spanking. She looked a little dishevelled but Leah felt her face breaking into a smile at the sight of her companion and the knowledge that she was at least still relatively safe and well. Once the disorientated Caroline had also realised who it was bouncing across the mattress and coming towards her, they embraced warmly in the middle of the room, and then Leah led her back over to the bed.

The new arrival was still too sore to sit, so they lay side by side on the bed and talked. It transpired that after Caroline was taken away the previous night she had been dumped, close to fainting, in the stable. Sometime later on she had received a further visit from Gwendolen and the twins, although May had slipped out early and left her sister on a mission to collect some horse’s piss, gleefully telling her new prisoner that she was going to drench her in it. The elder twin took a bucket from stall to stall in her efforts but the horses were uncooperative and failed to understand and respond to her exasperated and very un-Doolittle-esque demands that the “hoofy fuckers” relieve themselves for her. In the end April gave up and threw the bucket aside, but still effervescing with sexual aggression, she dragged Caroline onto her knees and started biting her buttocks hard, sinking her teeth into the already pummelled tissue.

Even this was not enough and she proceeded to push her fingers into her victim’s exhausted and indefensible bottom, until three digits had been crammed into the poor girl’s stretched rectum. When the fingers were removed, April ordered Caroline to turn and suck them clean, one by one, whilst the tormentor cursed her and spat in her face. Gwendolen, with tights already ripped apart to display her snatch in all its fleshy glory, was not put off by such manic actions. She stepped in and demanded her pussy be licked, pushing Caroline’s head roughly into her crotch and holding it there while she was lapped. Gwendolen was impervious to her new captive’s fatigue and rubbed her soaking fanny all over her face as she was being sucked out.

Although relating an apparent indignity, Leah could see her companion’s eyes spark with the memory of the meaty lips covering her face with their running juices, and the delight of having the big pulsing clit in her mouth. When Caroline lowered her gaze and explained that she was compelled to continue until the woman had come, Leah felt a sudden burst of envy that she was not able to take her Mistress to the same outcome and that her licking had been cut short and the caning instigated instead. She had to remind herself that Gwendolen’s decision to pay the late visit to Caroline and not to her was a good thing, and without it, she would not have had her chance with May.

Caroline described how at some point whilst Gwendolen was taking her pleasure her husband arrived to watch. Once the Mistress was sated she departed, leaving Huw and April alone with the fatigued prisoner. His cock was unleashed and wiped around the captive’s face until it hardened, and then her breasts were spat upon by the niece and her cleavage used for fucking. Eventually April, tired of having her hands on soft tits and not on hard cock, had grabbed the farmer’s shaft and tossed him, simultaneously pulling Caroline’s head down so that she could make her take him into her mouth. After being emptied earlier into Caroline’s backside, Huw’s balls had taken their time to refill and were jealously holding on to their new cargo, forcing her to endure an age of sucking and licking, and having her jaw forced painfully open by the solid length in her mouth. April apparently never lost her enthusiasm, issuing low moans of excitement as her hand pumped along his shaft so that her hand bounced against Caroline’s lips.

When finally he was ready, Caroline had prepared to receive the deluge into her throat, only to have April pull him from her mouth and hold her head steady while he plastered her face, shooting hard spurts onto her cheeks and chin. As Huw’s cock had flagged, so had Caroline, falling back with exhaustion. Even then April was not quite ready to let her be, straddling her, sitting her bottom down and rubbing it into her, so that the farmer’s spunk was smeared equally all over face and bum. Caroline did not recall them leaving but mercifully from that point she had been left unmolested, and had seen no one until they came for her that day, some fifteen minutes hence.

Leah related the tale of her own punishment and Caroline moved closer and stroked her arm in sympathy. It was comforting to have her there, although Leah couldn’t quite remove the background feeling that her companion was a rival as well as an ally, and she remained tight-lipped about May’s subsequent visit to her bedroom while, as it happened, Caroline was in the stables facing more abuse. Leah remembered April’s comment from the previous night about the fat slave girl from the village, and her abilities to take a good spanking. This attribute certainly seemed to be shared by Caroline and she was certainly well-upholstered and therefore better suited for heavier punishment than Leah, although why she resented this was not so apparent. However, she did curse herself for keeping her weight down in the past months and wondered if she would always be second favourite when the punishments were being dished out. Try as she might, Leah couldn’t figure out why a part of her was welcoming the cruel attention that caused her such torment.

They lay and chatted for a while, even managing to be cheery, taking strength from their shared dilemma. Caroline was clearly enjoying their close proximity and the comforting caresses she was bestowing. At one point, when she shifted a bit nearer, Leah thought the girl was going to kiss her and she jolted with panic, not knowing how to stop the girl or even how to stop herself. Fortunately, Caroline diffused the moment by climbing off the bed to go to the toilet, although she kept the door open and sat down in full view of Leah, giving her a little shrug and a smile at the sound of her gush hitting the bowl below. Leah’s attention was suddenly jerked away by the noise of the bedroom door opening, and the sight of May slipping into the room with a finger pressed against her wide smile to indicate silence as she tip-toed up to the bed.

‘I’ve only got a few minutes but I had to see you, I need to make you...’

The younger twin’s voiced tailed off as she caught sight and sound of Caroline on the toilet.

‘What are you doing here?’ she asked, her face falling and her brow returning to its familiar furrowed state.

‘Your sister brought me,’ Caroline replied. ‘She says I’m staying in here from now on.’

Leah watched May deflate. At that moment it all became clear. April had moved Caroline in on purpose, either to deflect Leah’s attention away from May and onto someone more accessible or simply to keep her and May from being alone. April had promised to keep them apart and it was heart-breaking to see May’s look of defeat. Leah wanted to hold her and nothing was going to stop that, especially not April.

‘Caroline’ she said, ‘will you let us have a minute?’

The girl sat looking a little incredulous, wondering where she was meant to go to afford them some privacy, but in the end she pushed the door to, so that she was at least out of sight. Leah turned to May and looked at her earnestly.

‘I need you now,’ she said. ‘I need you to do what you were going to do to me.’

May cast another uncertain glance towards the door of the en suite, but her chest was already beginning to heave up and down and a smile was returning to her face. Leah seized the moment before it could be lost and lifted her hips to push her knickers down. May stared at the bare pussy on view for her and then quickly jumped between Leah’s legs and pushed her face into it. Her tongue found its way immediately inside and Leah gasped. Her lover had obviously been forcefully trained to lick her Mistress’s fat quim properly and she had Leah immediately writhing with every urgent lap and suck.

She knew May would be brilliant. Leah knew that despite her lover’s lack of experience and shyness her beautiful girl would instinctively know how to lick her and pleasure her better than anyone else, because she was so perfect. The warmth and electricity was welling up from her sex and radiating around her body with everything that May did. She struggled to stifle her cries, half wanting the whole house to hear them and be aware of their triumphant coupling. Leah was dimly aware that the door to the toilet had opened again, but she didn’t care. She
wanted
Caroline to see her with her wonderful lover.

May pressed her face in deep and then surfaced again to suck at Leah’s quivering bud. The whole thing was hot and frantic, but brief. The roll of climax started within Leah and she couldn’t stop it, although she wanted to prolong the glorious moment. She held May’s head into her and came hard, bucking into her face to maintain the suction on her clit and to ride on the fingers now slipped in deep. As she lay with her chest heaving, May came up and kissed her, and she was allowed to tongue her lover’s mouth and lick her own juices hungrily from her face.

They lay in each other’s arms, looking through to the toilet at Caroline, who was lost in her own desire, her T-shirt now off and one hand squeezing a nipple mercilessly while her other hand worked away between her legs. The room was now full of her sounds, unbridled moans and lascivious slurping as her fingers rammed inside her pussy and her palm slapped against her lips. Her eyes were closed tight and her mouth wide open, and she threw her head back and yelled as her own orgasm shook through her, the fingers still pumping away and her hips thrusting to meet them. Finally she stopped and sagged down. May and Leah looked at each other and giggled, then kissed again, holding each other tight. May’s eyes were so bright and her whole face was illuminated by happiness, but still she fought her way out of Leah’s embrace and told her she had to go. Leah let her, so elated and proud; another wonderful moment shared that no one, not even a twin sister, could ever get back from them.

Eleven

Later that afternoon Caroline was summoned from the room for a meeting with Gwendolen, and returned around half an hour later to relate the story. It transpired that she was also to be ransomed, and Gwen was now making plans to contact her partner Nathan to relay the demands. The first payment was scheduled for Saturday, when Thomas was also due to pay the next instalment of his unreachable target. For added security, Nathan would be driven blindfolded for a couple of hours, to give him the impression that the captors were not local.

Caroline had admitted, truthfully, that none of her colleagues at the station were aware of her snooping mission, and so would not think to search there. The policewoman was not stupid, though. She understood that because she knew their location she was not going to be freed by choice. Leah was also aware of this and knew that having put Caroline in with her, the kidnappers could rightly assume that this knowledge was bound to be passed on, along with other details of where the police station was and who to contact in the event of a successful escape. Even with basic details it would be a simple enough task to pinpoint the location of the farm. Leah, unless her captors were monumentally stupid, was therefore extremely unlikely to be released either.

Still glowing from her earlier tryst with May, Leah took the news of her continued confinement rather better than Caroline, who had also been informed by the Mistress of the house that while the ransom remained unpaid, she would be treated as a slave and punished for every slight indiscretion. To the policewoman, this seemed like a pretty bleak future and she was already trying to work out how they could escape. Her car was presumably still immobile and quite probably now hidden. They had tried running and that had only got them fucked and punished. What they needed was to get to a phone.

‘My bag is still in the kitchen,’ said Leah, before she could stop herself, ‘and my mobile might still be in it.’

Caroline’s face brightened with hope, but then clouded again once she remembered Gwen’s taunting speech about how remote their position was, and how there was no phone signal anyway. Amazingly, Leah actually wanted to hold back the most precious piece of information which she had garnered earlier, but the look of despondency on her companion’s face hurt too much, and she found herself blurting out her news.

‘There is one place you can get a signal,’ she said. ‘Up by the fort, whatever that is. I heard April talking about it.’

Caroline smiled, grabbed Leah and gave her a big theatrical kiss on the lips as her reward. If they could get the phone and get to this fort, it would be simple. They lay quietly together, Caroline now with a half-smile of contentment as she closed her eyes and hatched her plans, Leah with a queasy feeling that the situation was now going to be taken out of her hands once more. She knew that May could do this for them. All she had to do was ride up to the fort, phone the police, and wait. Leah also knew that in the grinding cogs of Caroline’s mind all such thoughts were whirring around and that the possibility of using the younger twin’s secret crush against her were already being considered.

Lunch was brought up to them and then later they were taken out for some exercise by Gwendolen, who fastened dog collars to their necks and put them both on extendable leads. At one point she made them both get down on their knees and crawl, and the Mistress tried making them cock their legs to wee up a tree trunk, although both girls were empty and could only manage little dribbles that went down their legs. They feared the worse from their inability to perform, but surprisingly Gwen seemed happy with their efforts and subsequent contrition and decided no further punishment was necessary.

They spent the remainder of the afternoon confined to their room. It now seemed certain that they were to share the quarters and that Caroline was not to be returned to the stables. They were allowed down for tea and Caroline made sure she identified and noticed the position of Leah’s handbag, still in its place in the kitchen. After eating they were taken in turn upstairs to be washed, May taking Caroline first, and then April overseeing Leah’s ablutions, smiling contentedly throughout at how well her plan was fairing. She was so content with her deviousness that she didn’t even feel the need to abuse Leah further, either sexually or mentally. Leah tried to look forlorn although she was dying to wipe the smile off the spiteful girl’s face and tell her exactly what May had done to her earlier, and how hard it had made her come.

The captives were left alone for the evening, and they read and chatted. Caroline seemed keen to talk about their home lives, perhaps as a reminder to Leah not to get too engrossed in her time as a hostage and to remember where her focus should lie. It transpired that Caroline’s boyfriend Nathan was a paramedic, and they had been together for five years, although they would never marry because she thought it was all pomp and a waste of money. They were soul mates, apparently, and they had an implicit understanding of each other’s needs and feelings. She trusted him more than anyone she had ever known and he said the same of her, so wedding rings were therefore an irrelevance.

Caroline was proud of him and apparently loved showing him off. He was funny and gentle and generous. She missed having him there to cuddle and make her laugh. Most of all she missed his lovely big, black cock - a subject she enthused about. She was almost drooling as she tried to relay to Leah exactly what she liked to do with it. He had certainly come in handy, thought Leah, in preparing Caroline for the seemingly impossible task of taking Huw into her bottom. She wondered if the implicitly understanding Nathan would ever be told of
that
particular episode.

Caroline concluded her thoughts on her husband by saying that there was no way she was going to see him bankrupted by any spurious ransom demands, and that meant that she would have to get them out of there before he was summoned for his visit on Saturday. Leah struggled to remember what day it was but after counting back she deduced it was now Thursday, which clearly didn’t give them much time. She wanted to try and stall the policewoman, perhaps suggesting that they should bide their time and make sure they made a thorough plan before their next escape attempt, but she suspected that her companion was already on to her, and that any delays were just an excuse for her to stay longer with May. This was something that Caroline would clearly not countenance. Leah stayed quiet, at least a part of her hoping that Caroline, in her haste to be free, would indeed trip up and give herself away.

Gwendolen gave them one brief night time visit, merely opening the door and checking on them before turning out the lights. In the darkness, Leah felt her companion trying to snuggle up. Although she allowed the cuddle she started to move away and give murmurs of protest when the girl began to stroke her more obviously. Both girls had stripped to sleep out of habit, although in hindsight Leah realised it looked like a sign of consent between them.

It was impossible to explain that she couldn’t give herself because she was in love with one of her captor’s, especially when she had already sucked the policewoman’s nipples so hungrily during their escape attempt, albeit apparently under duress. However, she found the girl persistent, constantly nuzzling into her and trying to get through the guarding arms and closed legs to find her goal. Leah gave several quiet pleas of opposition but these were ignored. Eventually she turned her back on Caroline, annoyed that the girl would not give in and suspicious that she was doing it on purpose, knowing that her and May were together. It even crossed Leah’s mind that April and Caroline were in collusion, with bribes of clemency promised if seduction took place. Even turning away brought no success. Leah immediately had the girl moulding against her and felt the warmth and slight dampness of a bare quim against her pushed-out bum. Then her earlobe was being tongue-teased and she was hunching up her shoulder for protection despite the blissful shiver it induced.

‘I need to come,’ Caroline whispered.

‘I can’t - you know I can’t.’

Caroline huffed and tutted, making Leah feel guilty despite herself. After a small pause the policewoman tried again, sending out her tongue to flick across sensitive skin. Leah started to fret, knowing her willpower was under siege and that the inviting soft bum and tits of this sexy girl were completely available to her, if she chose to take them. The thought of betraying May was too much though, and she wouldn’t be able to bear to see her face crumple in defeat if she learned of the infidelity. Caroline gave it one last try.

‘Please,’ she implored, ‘I really need you to make me come.’

‘I can’t. I wish I could but I can’t.’

The girl paused but did not withdraw. She was trying to decide her next move. Still stroking Leah’s arm she said,

‘Will you at least do something for me, then? Will you suck my titties while I make myself come? You’ve already made me frig myself once today - it’s not fair you getting all the attention and me getting none.’

This was clearly a reference to May, and Caroline obviously didn’t realise the depth of feelings involved. Not waiting for an answer, Caroline moved onto her back, and Leah could hear the sounds of her sucking on her fingers, coating them with saliva in readiness. Then the quilt ruffled as her hands moved down and her legs parted, followed by her gentle moans as she began to touch herself. Leah also went onto her back and sighed. She could hear the clicks and slurps of the girl’s pussy and she could vividly picture how inviting she had looked earlier, sat on the toilet with her fingers pumping in and out. Caroline was quickly and unashamedly into her stride, opening her legs wider, making Leah turn on her side towards her to afford her more room. Leah propped herself up on her elbow to look down through the gloom, the summer night still not swallowed by absolute darkness. She could just make out the girl’s face, with her eyes closed and her lips parted, and Leah found her own breath intensifying along with her companion’s.

Leah had to bite her lip to stop herself demanding Caroline tell her what she was thinking, to speak her fantasy out loud while she masturbated. Leah wanted Caroline to be thinking about her, or her and May, or all three of them together in ecstasy. The girl briefly took her hand away to grab the cover and throw it off, giving Leah a dim view of her breasts flattened to her chest by their own weight, the nipples puckered and hard. Both Caroline’s hands were busy, one rubbing at her clit whilst other fingers delved noisily inside. Leah’s nostrils were filled with the aphrodisiac waft of the girl’s juices and she could feel her own trickling against her thigh in response. As she looked back up to Caroline she found the girl’s eyes now open, a tiny glint visible from a source in the greying sky outside.

‘I’m thinking of you,’ she said. ‘I can’t wait until you let me have you.’

‘Please, don’t,’ Leah whispered in weak reply.

‘I’m begging you to suck my tits. Please put them in your mouth and suck them just like you did for me yesterday. I promise I won’t tell anyone.’

Leah was already close to caving and this almost sobbing entreaty finally broke her. She actually felt a tear welling at her own weakness, but she reasoned that this small favour was difficult to refuse the poor girl, and at least it might stop any requests to do ruder things. Although they weren’t in total darkness the cameras would see nothing, but she could see Caroline’s breasts, easily recalling how wonderful they had felt in her mouth. The girl started to jerk her legs as her excitement rose and Leah came to her aid, lowering her head, grasping one fleshy globe and sucking the teat as hard as possible into her mouth. Caroline’s hips rose off the bed and she gasped aloud, making Leah increase her grip and suction. She let that breast go and devoured the other, filling her mouth as she squeezed the flesh. She bit and sucked them back and forth to match the girl’s rising need.

She could feel her belly tingling with the remorse of her actions, almost as if she were sucking pure guilt from Caroline’s irresistible tits. The sound of the policewoman’s slapping puss was now almost constant, such was the speed of her pummelling fingers. Her hips were up off the bed and her eyes screwed shut as she tensed and concentrated on taking her orgasm. She was moaning and then forming words, first whispered and then getting louder, the same words over and over again: ‘You’re making me come... you’re making me come...’ And then she did come, her words drying up and her mouth open in a silent cry. Leah could feel the tremors beneath her and she pushed the girl’s breasts together and sucked in both nipples at the same time, feeling them hard and squashed at the sides of her imploded mouth.

When the girl could breathe again she panted her thanks and took Leah and kissed her before any refusal could be made. Now Leah was in danger. Her pussy was wet and she wanted to taste and be tasted. She wanted to grab more handfuls of yielding body and plumb wet depths. She needed to resist, but she didn’t know how to. Fortunately, having reached her climax, Caroline just stayed on her back and let her fatigue overwhelm her, leaving Leah jittery and expectant, relieved and disappointed. She waited until she could hear the deep, slow breaths of Caroline’s slumber and then she closed her eyes. She let the images form of her bed-mate bending over with her and May on their knees behind her, and then she allowed her fingers to tease out her own stifled orgasm.

They were awoken and summoned for breakfast before anything could be said about the previous night. While May cooked them a fry-up, April patrolled the kitchen, trying to ensure that no secret messages of love could be passed between her sister and Leah. Gwendolen was there only briefly, leaving the twins to get the girls ready, and that meant April taking over and deciding what was to be done. Firstly she herself would take Leah to be washed. Then she would call down for May to bring Caroline for her turn.

Back in her room, Leah was made to strip naked, although she was only washing at the sink, not in the shower. April badgered her throughout. Leah kept getting her arse pinched as she washed and her boobs groped as she tried to clean her teeth. Her tormentor was visible throughout, reflected in the big mirror behind the sink, wearing her usual sneering grin as she went about her torture. When Leah tried to ignore her, the toothbrush was taken from her hand, turned upside down and run in a line down her belly, causing a slight surface scratch to the skin. Her pussy lips were then spread open and she got to watch in the mirror while the thin handle was pushed all the way up inside her.