2 comments/ 122633 views/ 23 favorites Taking The Tutor By: Wifetheif Adam Bridges was not a nice man. His bad disposition had not been improved by joining the armed forces. He was now 45 years old. He was powerfully built and had a keen, mechanical and tactical mind. He was an expert marksman and a superlative outdoorsman. Now that he was out of the service his wife Joan and his daughter Jane had had enough of him. Jane had built a successful business while Adam was overseas. Their time apart, often years at a time, had caused them to drift as a couple. To his daughter Jane he was a virtual stranger, one she did not want to get to know better. Shortly after he returned home from the Middle East, Joan had given him the ultimatum, Be out of the house in six months. Although miffed Adam knew better than to hang around where he was not wanted. Over the years his wife had stopped taking care of herself. She was flabby and looked nothing like the woman Adam had married. In many ways Adam was glad to be done with her. The lawyers put everything in simple terms. Adam would retain his cabin in the deep woods. Joan hated the place and had only been there once with him the entire time they had been married. She would retain the house and the property. In exchange she would not seek alimony or child support. Joan wanted him gone immediately but she was legally bound to letting him sleep on the couch until the six months were up. Those days were winding down to a precious few. Had Joan and Jane not been filled with such utter contempt for the man whose presence they loathed they may have noticed the gleam in Adam's eye every time Jane's tutor paid a visit. Adam asked seemingly innocuous questions about her after each of her visits. He had done some intelligence work in the navy. In no time he had compiled a secret dossier on this fascinating woman. Her name was Beverly Holland and she was 39 years old stood five foot five and weighed about 110 pounds. She had alabaster skin and dark brown, almost black shoulder length hair. Her breasts were ample but not too large. Her legs were long and shapely. Her eyes were deep blue and her figure was to die for. Her voice was melodic and lilting. Talk about your MILFS! She had a husband named Ted who sold insurance and two children. The daughter Maria, was 16, the same age as his own daughter Jane, was the spitting image of her mother. Her son was named Clark and he was 14 and was a nice meld of his mother's and father's features. Adam learned everything about her and her family. Beverly's schedule he committed to memory, it had her going to several houses to tutor students and lots of work from home where she had an office where she did medical billing. Adam Bridges was not missed by his wife, she was overjoyed at every second he spent out of the house. With a sizable pension and lots in the bank (Jane had stopped accepting his money years ago) Adam could do as he pleased. His final plan was put in place to coincide with his last day on the couch. His wife would not care where he had gone and would not link it to other events. He spent weeks stocking his cabin, hunting and stashing lots of venison and other game in the freezer, He planned to have a guest. She would be unwilling at first but Adam was sure that he could bring her around to his point of view after a few weeks. Since he was ex-military he needed a name for his project so he called it simply Operation Taking The Tutor. His plan on spiriting her out of town to his cabin was perfected through lots of practice and subtle dry runs. On the final day of his stay at his wife's house he packed up his few possessions that he hadn't already moved to the cabin into his SUV and announced that he was leaving, "Do I get a kiss before I go?" He asked Joan. Joan simply sneered at him and said "Very funny. Goodbye Adam, thanks for the wonderful daughter. I'd prefer if we considered each other strangers from this day on." "Deal!" Said Adam as he strode out of the house and into his vehicle. He drove out of town at 10:00 in the morning, making sure that he was seen by as many people as possible. He even stopped to chat up a local cop. Ten miles out of town he pulled into an abandoned farm. Adam pulled into the barn. He had rented the property. In a short time the lease would revert to the original owners and no one would know that he had ever been there. Already in the barn was a panel van done up as a national carpet cleaning chain vehicle. Adam pulled on the uniform he had bought and drove the van back into town. Although Beverly had seen Adam before and even talked with him on one occasion, Adam felt certain that she would not recognize him. In the uniform he was as invisible as the postman, the gas man or the UPS man. I mean really how often do we REALLY see these people. Especially if we pass them on the street? Beverly Holland lived on a leafy suburban street. Most of the houses were unoccupied as most adults of both genders were at work and the children were in school. It was 12:15 when Adam Bridges parked the cleaning van in front of 212 West Park Street. He knew that Beverly was utterly alone at home. He walked up to the door, his clipboard concealing a tazer. There were other goodies in his fanny pack. He rang the bell and Beverly answered. He mind was clearly a thousand miles away. Her expression was one of impatience at being disturbed by a salesman. Before she got one word out Adam had forced himself into the vestibule and tazered her in the jugular. Adam caught her as she went down. From the fanny pack he produced a hypodermic needle and he gave her a quick injection. She was out immediately and would sleep for hours. She had not made a sound. Calmly Adam returned to the van and withdrew a roll of carpet. He brought this into Beverly's house. The carpet was unrolled. Adam took a ball gag out of the fanny pack as well as some handcuffs. He cuffed her arms and feet then duct taped her legs and arms together. She nicely fit in the re-rolled carpet. He sought out her purse and placed it in the carpet with her. The missing purse would convey the message that she had just stepped out for a moment. That could delay a police search for her by several hours. To Adam she was incredibly light as he carried her back to the van. He locked the door of the house on his way out. The rug was back in its place in the van. Adam shut the van doors and got into the driver's seat. As he pulled away he looked at his watch. 12:30! Even faster than the practice times! A leisurely drive back to the seemingly abandoned farm and the barn. Adam took the carpet out of the van, unrolled it and took a moment to ponder his prize. She was truly beautiful. She belongs with a man like me he thought and not a non entity like her husband Ted. Her beauty was truly staggering. Up close she looked a good ten or fifteen years younger than the calender said she was. Adam wanted to unwrap her then and there but he remained focused on his mission. He put some padding down on the floorboards in the back of his SUV. And carefully piled sleeping bags and other camping equipment around her. He covered her with a thin blanket. She had plenty of air to breath and she would not be jostled too much by the ride. If a cop DID pull him over,he would most likely see all the stuff in the back of the SUV, notice that Adam was wearing his hunting vest and decide that searching the vehicle was pointless. The farm had a large pond in the center of the property. It was fed by a natural spring and its water level never varied even in the most severe drought. The ground was hard right up to the edge of the pond. Adam sank the carpet van in it dead center. If it ever was discovered it would be months or years from now. In an empty barrel Adam burned the carpet cleaner uniform and got dressed in his hunting clothes. By 2:30 P.M. He was well out of town and on the way to his cabin. Operation Taking the Tutor was a roaring success! It was past dark when Adam reached his cabin. It had electricity but that was its only modern convenience. Adam like it that way. To be honest he would like to live completely off the grid but he needed a freezer for his meat and beer. He also liked hot water. The bill was payed automatically from an account that was not directly traceable to Adam. His nearest neighbor was five miles away and HE hated to be bothered even more than Adam did. He had no fear of nosy neighbors. After unlocking the door to his cabin Adam carried the precious bundle of Beverly Holland into his living room. She had barely moved but Adam new that the sedative he gave her would soon wear off. It was time to get down to business. After depositing her purse in a hidden safe his mind began to focus on his prize. For the first time he noticed what she was wearing. A tan blouse with brown slacks and sensible tan shoes. After removing her gag and cuffs. He cut away the duct tape In his mind Adam had contemplated with relish his next action time and again over the last few months. He began to undress her. Slowly he undid every button on her blouse and slid it off her body. Her large breasts were inviting to touch in her white sensible bra. He took off her shoes and socks and then undid her belt and opened her slacks. She was wearing pink Hello Kitty panties. Adam unhooked her bra and slid off the panties. Her body was even more spectacular naked. Her breasts had lovely pink nipples and light brown areolas. There was almost no sagging from age. Her pussy hair was trimmed into a heart. But Adam knew he was not finished yet. She wore a charm necklace. Adam opened up to see a pictures of her children and husband. Adam removed this as well as the four earrings in each lobe. A cheap watch, and a tennis bracelet joined the jewelry. Last he twisted off her impressive engagement ring and wedding band. Her set her on the couch and began eating her out, The sweetness was other worldly! He took another look at her perfect ass and considered again how wonderful the coming months and years would be. He would soon have her broken down to an organic toy. She would fuck him and enjoy it, She would suck him off and swallow his seed. She would wait on him hand and foot. She would live as his woman in their leafy paradise. He gathered up her personal effects and threw a cover over her. The sedative would wear off in no more than three quarters of an hour. His face would be the first thing she would see! For added effect, Adam took some acetone and remove the lacquer from her fingernails and toenails. Everything she had worn as a free woman had been removed. Of course later he would have to deal with that bush, slaves were not permitted body hair, she no doubt, would want to hold onto it making its loss all that more acute. After completing that task he lit a fire in the fireplace. The wood was thoroughly seasoned and the fire was roaring in no time. Presently she began to stir. Beverly's eyes opened wide. She saw Adam and screamed. Then she realized that she was naked, took a peek under the cover and screamed again. Adam waved a revolver at her. "Quiet down woman, no one can hear you in any case." "Who are you? Where am I? What happened to my clothes?" Adam merely grunted in response Then Beverly took a deeper look at Adam and said, "Wait I know you ... You are Jane Bridges father!" "Yes I am." Said Adam. "Although your proper address of me is Master. You are simply 'woman' and you are my property." "Now see here!"said Beverly, "Its not too late for you to correct this mistake. If you take me home now I won't go to the police." Adam grew impatient. He waved the revolver again. "You are in no position to bargain. Woman, I have taken you here. We are in the middle of nowhere and I will be training you to be a compliant willing slave. The life you knew as a free woman is over." Beverly, beginning to comprehend the dire nature of her circumstance said. "You can't be serious Mr. Bridges I am a wife and a mother. I have no intention of being your slave. Now return my clothing and take me home." Adam looked at Beverly with bemusement. "Observe woman." He produced Beverly's Blouse and tossed it in the flames, her slacks and the rest of her clothing followed in rapid succession. Beverly, screamed and begged Adam to stop destroying her clothes. Adam glared at her, "I am in control here, woman. Your word means nothing. The sooner you realize that you have no power the faster you can begin to embrace your slave life." With a rapid move Adam tugged off Beverly's blanket leaving her naked to the world. Beverly tried to cover herself. "Mr. Bridges! Please you can't do this.!" "Correction." Said Adam. "I can and I AM doing this! Now SILENCE!" Adam's anger terrified Beverly and she manged to quiet herself down. "That's better." Said Adam, "Now let me explain some things. Your daughter Maria is quite beautiful. I could bring her here to serve as a slave with you. I am an expert marksman, I could take out your husband Ted as he enters the Palmyra building and disappear, leaving no clues. Your son Clark attends Parker Middle School. One day he might not come home. I have studied every aspect of your life woman. I can lock you here in chains and do one or more of these things to your family and return with no one being the wiser. No doubt the police and your family are looking for you. There is also no doubt that they will never find you. Your good behavior and obedience means that your family will come to no harm. Piss me off, get rebellious or deny me access to you sexually and I can not be held responsible for what happens to the folks that USED to be your family." "Oh my God." said Beverly. "Exactly said Adam, as far as you are concerned I am God. I decide IF and what you eat. I decide how often and how you fuck me. I decide what you wear or what you don't wear. Your life from now on revolves around worshiping me and putting me first is every aspect of your life. You are my property to do with as I see fit. Like God I can smite your family members in a heartbeat, That daughter of yours for example. I have seen her going off to school in her uniform, She has fantastic legs. I wonder if her body compares to yours. Keep me happy and I will push that desire out of my mind." Beverly realized with utter shock and conviction that this man meant everything he said and was quite capable of doing everything he claimed he could do. He had apparently brought her here, wherever here was, without leaving a trace. "No. please don't hurt my family, leave them alone." "Now you are talking sense woman. Let's test how obedient you can be. Get on your knees in front of me, undo my pants. Suck me off and swallow every drop." "But.. bu..." "That daughter of yours. I'll bet she's more obedient." "No!" Beverly threw herself at Adam's feet and reached for his fly. Through tears she withdrew his large penis and began performing fellatio. "If you bite me. Your family dies immediately and I will take a long time in killing you." It was all of the encouragement Beverly needed. Before long Adam was moaning. He grabbed her head and prevented her from pulling away as he came in copious amounts in her mouth. Beverly had never swallowed cum before but fear made her choke it all down . "I see that you are learning woman." Adam looked at Beverly. "Stand up. Put your and at your sides and slowly turn around like a model on a catwalk. You are not permitted modesty in front of me. Try to hide yourself and you WILL be punished I've seen every part of you when I undressed you anyway." Beverly found herself in a daze as she stood and slowly spun around. She forced her hands to her sides. Very few men had seen her naked. She had had only two boyfriends before her husband entered her life. She knew that she turned heads but she was a modest woman. She began to perceive that her modesty would work against her. "That is good behavior woman. Now step through that door on the right. It is the bathroom. Its time for your bath and your shave. Slaves are not permitted body hair." Beverly studied the cabin. It was small, probably it did not have more than three or four rooms. The floor was hardwood. Hunting trophies and taxidermy animal heads lined the walls. The roof came to a peak and sloped sharply. There were various animal skins and rugs upon the floor. The room she was in must be the living room. There was a large couch, where she had woken up and a love seat. The huge fireplace dominated the room. She noticed a breakfast nook with a stove and a freezer and refrigerator of in one corner. There were only two doorways to other rooms . The front door to the cabin looked very thick and was barred with several locks on the bar and on the door. It looked like all of them required a key. Although it was dark outside, Beverly noticed that the windows were barred as well. "This man is very intelligent and very dangerous, " she thought to herself. One wall seemed to consist entirely of gun racks. There were guns of all kinds. Beverly knew very little about guns but she was sure that not all of the weapons she was looking at were legal. They were all locked in place by thick locks and long wire cables. "Get a move on." her abductor said Beverly walked through the designated doorway. Adam entered behind her and turned the light on. It was a rustic bathroom. There was a sink, a toilet, a small shower and an old fashioned. smallish tub on lion's feet legs. There was not an inch of wasted space in the room. Adam turned the taps on the tub, steam from the water filled the air. "Here is what will happen woman. Once the tub is full you will get in and I will wash every part of you. After that I will dry you. We will head to the bedroom where I will have the room and the light to shave that pussy of yours. I kind of like the heart shape but you must learn your place. After your shave I am going to fuck you. It is in your best interests to at least act like you enjoy it." Beverly, trembling with fear said, "Please let me go. You can drop me outside of town I won't tell anyone about this, about what you have done." Adam looked at here and sneered. "Of course you won't tell anyone about this since you are never leaving this cabin. Oh I may let you sunbathe some time but your universe from today on will be no more than fifty feet from this cabin. I am stocked to survive years with no help from the outside world. There is plenty of game in the forests to supplement that. Outside of the occasional run to get beer making supplies I am completely self sufficient. Yes I do use power but if it were cut off I'd be in no hurry to have it reconnected and if I did have to get it reconnected you would be thoroughly hidden and kept silent. This is our love nest. You have no responsibilities other than seeing that my every desire is fulfilled." Beverly, comprehending at last. said. "You mean I'll die here?" Adam said, "Your death is many decades off. As long as you are obedient, compliant, and agree to all of my sexual desires you will live a long, healthy life as my slave. Decide that you are too good for this life or that you'd rather be dead then fuck me, I know where your family lives. Your daughter can take your place. Tick me off enough and the man you called husband will have his head join the others on my wall. Or I could divert your son from his daily tasks long enough to castrate him. Would you like to see his balls in a jar?" "You're your a monster!" Shouted Beverly. "I never claimed to be a nice person. Get in the tub!" Resignedly Beverly stepped in the tub. The water was hot, far hotter than she like it. Adam took off his shirt and approached the tub with soap and a bath brush. Shirtless Adam was an impressive specimen. He stood six foot four and was heavily muscled. There was a hint of a paunch but other than that he looked like a weightlifter. Beverly studied his face, there was a hardness to it. His nose was a bit too broad for his face but under ordinary circumstances Beverly would have considered him handsome. Now she was simply terrified. He looked like a man who could rip her apart with his bare hands and enjoy it. Taking the Tutor Ch. 02 Beverly looked at Mr. Bridges as her wedding ring slowly dissolved in the liquid. She realized that she would have to call him Master from now on. He glowered at Beverly. "I see that you are learning. However, calling me Master and looking interested when I fuck you is not enough. You will come to love me and you will want to give me every part of your body. In the mornings you will suck me off and look forward to your daily breakfast of my cum. There are times not too far ahead where you will beg me to fuck you up the ass. To spend the night in my bed you will do all manner of things." A defiant look crossed Beverly's face. Adam Bridges laughed and said, "Right now your thoughts are still on escape and bargaining. Escape is impossible and you have nothing to bargain with as I already own your every millimeter. The first thing you must learn is total submission'" Adam approached the couch where Beverly sat. With one movement he removed something from his pocket and threw it over Beverly's head. The leather hood had only a small slot for her nose. Beverly found herself gasping for breath as fear and panic over took her. "Now woman," said Adam "You are going to learn that I control everything including your ability to breath." Adam pulled out a strip of duct tape and fastened it over the nose hole of the mask. For Beverly the panic was profound. Her breath quickly left her and she tried with all of her might to suck air through the tape. She began to kick out in panic then felt herself getting light headed. Just when she was on the edge of losing consciousness Adam peeled back the tape and air rushed into her lungs. Before Beverly could gather another breath, Adam replaced the tape. For the next six hours Adam plunged Beverly into breathlessness and fear. Beverly's only thought was for air, blessed air. Sometime during this nightmare she realized that she had been carried and set in the cold, empty bathtub. She voided her bladder several times and her body was limp when Adam removed the hood. "What have you learned woman? I will tell you what you have learned. You have learned that I control your universe." He looked at Beverly, who was huddled in a heap in the tub. "Now woman it is decision time. Do you want me to put the hood back on and repeat what I have been doing for the last several hours or do you want me to fuck you up the ass?" Beverly, drenched in fear and sweat, knew that wanted no part of the hood again. "Please Master ... not the hood," She said Adam looked at Beverly with menace, "You need to ask for it woman. Ask me to fuck you up the ass nicely and I will. Cop an attitude and we play "catch your breath" some more." Beverly realized that this man could easily kill her but that he wanted something worse from her. He wanted her soul. The thought of anal sex was repugnant to her. One of the nastiest arguments she had ever had with her husband had been when Ted suggested that they try it, Now she would give anything to go back in time and submit to Ted. Despite herself she heard herself saying. "Please Master, I want you to fuck me up the ass." "Now you are learning woman." Adam helped her up and led her to the bedroom, He had her turn down the sheets. "Ask again woman." Beverly bit her lip and said, "Please fuck me up the ass Master." Adam had her get on her hands and knees in the bed. Because he wanted submission and did not want to hurt her too much he reached for some lubricant on the nightstand and greased up her asshole. Slowly, yet deliberately, Adam entered her. Beverly thought that she would break apart as his massive cock entered her. She realized that there are violations worse than being stripped and shaved. Adam ground into her working his hips. After an interval Beverly felt him come deep inside of her. He softened and pulled out. "You are supremely tight woman. Am I the first to ever fuck you in this hole?" Beverly flushed with embarrassment and nodded her head. Adam laughed and said "Well you have lost that virginity to me. It was nice of you to preserve that gift for me." Beverly began weeping into the pillows. Adam led the sobbing woman back into her cage. He pulled out the hood and slipped it over her head. He lashed it to Beverly's collar so that she could not remove it and dropped the bars. "In the morning you will ask for a kiss and for permission to suck me off and swallow my seed or you won't get breakfast. If I have to remind you of this tomorrow we will play "catch your breath" all day long. " Beverly, looked into the blackness of her mask and considered the course of the day's events. She knew that she could not endure an entire day of having to gasp for breath. The thought of kissing him and preforming fellatio was intolerable, but not as intolerable as the mask. She also realized that she was very hungry. She had not eaten since breakfast. Humiliated, frightened and starving she at last fell asleep. In her dreams Beverly was back home. She was hugging her son and daughter and later making love to Ted. She lay on the bed letting Ted shave her when all at once his hands and face were replaced by those of her abductor. She awoke with a scream and realized that she was still in her leather mask. In tears she fell anew into sleep. The smell of cooking food and the sound of the bars of her cage being opened woke her. At once she felt her master's hands upon her collar untying and releasing her hood. The welcoming air was an ecstasy. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked at her captor. His words from the night before echoed loudly in her head. "M... Master my I have a kiss and my I suck your cock?" Adam smiled and said, "Yes you may woman." He helped her to her feet and waited for her to embrace him. She hugged him and offered her mouth and he kissed her deeply and passionately as he would a lover. He knew that by alternating between tenderness and harshness he could break her down more quickly. After he finished kissing her he gently pushed down her shoulders and she knelt on the floor, reached for his fly and fished out Adam's penis. The blow job was very good. Adam noticed that he did not have to hold Beverly's head as tightly as the first time she had serviced him when he came. She swallowed every drop. Adam led her into the kitchenette . "Because you were obedient you get to eat in the kitchen. Eat every bit and you get a relaxing bath and an enjoyable shave or would you rather play "catch your breath" all day. Personally I LOVE that game." Beverly began eating the food Adam placed in front of her with gusto. She realized that he was actually a very talented cook. It was bacon and french toast and syrup with Yams stuffed with something Barbara could not identify but which was very yummy. It was hard to eat it all with a spork without getting it on herself but she did her best. There was also a mug of luke warm coffee. Adam ate, eying Beverly constantly. She ate all the food. Adam commanded her to lick the plate clean and she did. For Beverly the bath was wonderful. The muscles that had tightened up while Adam was torturing her relaxed in the hot water. Adam washed every part of her and then did her hair and combed out the tangles from the hood. On the toilet Beverly was reminded again of her captor's power when he wiped her after she peed and crapped. On the bed again she felt her mind wander as Adam began the laborious process of shaving her entire body. Beverly wondered how this man could be so powerful yet at other times incredibly gentle. She knew that she liked the gentle man much better than the one who had laughed while she gasped for breath and had plunged her into panic again and again. She also thought of escape. She realized how futile that hope was. She realized that only by winning his trust and confidence could she place herself in a position to escape from the cabin. The thought of getting close to this man filed her with terror and revulsion. "He wants me to drop my guard. To feel affection for him to replace him for my husband Ted in my heart." The thought of her family reminded her again of the threats her Master had made against them. "Why do I comply with his wishes and say Master rather than Mr. Bridges?" She thought to herself. "Is he in my mind already?" After the shave Adam attached some leather lined cuffs to the head and foot of the bed. Beverly understood exactly what was about to happen. She jumped from the bed and tried to reach the front door. Before she got fifteen feet Adam caught up with her and dragged her kicking and screaming to the bed. Her gyrations were pointless. In moments she was fastened spread eagle to the bed. She screamed and yelled until Adam slapped her forcefully with his open hand and ordered "Silence!" For Beverly, who had never had so much as a school girl fight and who shunned violence the impact of Adam's open hand was as stunning as her capture. Fear and panic battled in her mind with obedience. In the end obedience won and she fell silent. "That was VERY stupid woman. You WILL be tortured for that act of defiance. However at the end of the day you will also experience pleasure so that you will understand the blessings that come to obedient slaves." Beverly tested the limits of her restraints. She could move, at most a centimeter in any direction. Adam approached her with something in his hands. "These are nipple clips." he said as he applied them to her breasts. Beverly's pain threshold was not very high and in seeming moments she was in agony. "Please M ... Master have mercy on me." "Why should I?" replied Adam. "You are rebellious and of no value to me except as an organic toy. I have to feed you and house you. Perhaps you have given me all the pleasure you are capable of giving. Give me three reasons why I should not kill you." Beverly was wracked with pain but Adam's statement shook her to the core. She knew that her daughter was in danger if Adam decided to kill her. As awful as captivity was she knew that she had to endure it to protect her family from this monster. She knew the answers to his question and she tensed herself to reply. "Master ... my mouth my pussy and ... my asshole." Adam released the nipple clamps. Left the room and returned with some ice. He began rubbing ice on each nipple in turn. To Beverly, the release was heavenly. "Those are the right answers woman. I see that you are learning. I am going to release now so that we can go to the bathroom. Afterwards you will return to these restraints and I will give you pleasure for quite some time." In the bathroom Adam wiped her. Beverly realized that she was less repulsed by this activity with each new time she was subjected to it. She wondered what would happen when she had her period at the end of the month. In that area she was regular as clockwork, The thought of her abductor inserting her tampons was even more appalling than his cleaning up for her after her toilet activities. "Hopefully the police will find me by then." She thought to herself. She still clung to the hope that rescue was a probability. She knew that if she gave up hope he would have easier access to her mind. After they left the bathroom Beverly knew better than to protest as Adam returned her to a spread eagle position. Adam turned and removed something from a drawer. He held it up and said. "I'm sure even you are familiar with a dildo. Have you ever used one?" Beverly, led a rather sheltered life. She realized just how sheltered when she went to a wedding shower and it turned into a dildo party. Beverly was beet red as she realized that so many of her friends turned to artificial cocks for pleasure. She vowed to herself that she would never be so shameless. She shook her head no and Adam could read her embarrassment in her entire body language despite her being strapped down.. "Well I have selected the most delightful woman to be my slave. It is time that you were introduced to the joys of the dildo. This one is made in the same shape and dimensions as my own cock." He slid it into Beverly's pussy. "This one vibrates with an electrical implant. It is one of the reasons I have power in this cabin." He ran a cord to the wall and plugged it in. Despite trying to ignore the sensation Beverly realized that she was becoming aroused. Powerless, she felt herself floating away on the wafts of orgasm. She screamed her husband Ted's name several times. Adam took delight in her deep moans. He had suspected that she was a deeply orgasmic woman when he had first lain eyes upon her. In no time he would have he coming like that when he fucked her. She would have to be reduced psychologically until only he was paramount in her thoughts. Adam let her come several times before he extracted the vibrating dildo. "Do you see what pleasure I can give you woman. You must thank me for those orgasms." Beverly was totally humiliated. She knew that her body had betrayed her but she would be damned before she thanked this beast for her orgasms. She clammed up and turned her head away from Adam. Adam was angry at her silence. "Woman, you can either thank me for your orgasms or we can play "catch your breath" again. In fact we will play it now. I LOVE this game." Adam left the room and returned with the dreaded leather mask. "No!" screamed Beverly "No, thank you Master for the orgasms." "Your responses need to come immediately, woman. It is too late now. Time for another round of my favorite game," Adam forced the hood over her head. Rather than duct tape this time he used a small clamp to seal off her nostrils. In panic Beverly pulled against her bonds. She was brought to the edge of consciousness time and time again, for the next several hours. At long last Adam removed the hood. "Thank me for the orgasms and for not killing you." said Adam. Thoroughly chastened Beverly breathed in the life essential air and said. "Master thank you for the orgasms and for not killing me." "Now tell me how much you want me to fuck you, woman." Without thinking Beverly said "Master I want you to fuck me very much, please fuck me." Adam stripped off as he strode toward the bed. In a moment he entered her. Beverly felt a stirring in her privates and then realized that she was about to orgasm. She fought for control and pulled against her bonds. It was to no avail. She started moaning and crying at the same time. Adam had a broad smile on his face as he rose from the bed and let Beverly out of her restraints. "You are doing well woman. Now it is time for a trip to the toilet and then you go to your cage while I make dinner. Before you know it you will be falling in love with me and will want to please me in every way." Those words rang in Beverly's head as she waited in her cage. She assured herself that she would never let this man get into her head. She vowed that she would never fall in love with him. She would never obey him willingly. Yet in part of her mind deep doubts were beginning to surface. Dinner smelled delicious. The End Of The Beginning Taking the Tutor Ch. 03 Judging by her periods, and the deep snow outside the barred windows of the cabin, Beverly reckoned that she had spent at least three and a half months with the Master. There were no calendars, there were no clocks, dates were removed from magazines and newspapers in the cabin by the Master. She knew better now than to even think of him as Mister Bridges. Although she called him Master to his face, during the first few weeks of her captivity he had heard her use Mr. Bridges when his back was turned or when she was especially angry. In response, Master played "Catch your breath" placing a leather hood over her head with an opening for her nose and then using various methods to seal off her nostrils. When she slipped up and said Mr. Bridges she was submitted to hours of this treatment. Master called it his favorite game. Sometime he varied it by using nipple clamps on her at the same time. Now however they had settled into a routine. When she woke he let her out of her cage and kissed her deeply. By now Beverly was responding out of habit. Master expected a blow job every morning. Beverly was used to them by now. She still tried to think of her husband as she serviced the beast she called master. She worried about Ted and her children, imagining that she was preforming fellatio on him helped her get through the daily ritual. The daily shaving of her entire body was an event she actually looked forward to. The warm water helped force the chill out of her bones from the cool of the cabin. In theory, the cabin was warm enough but Master had still not given her any clothes to wear so that unless snuggled in her cage under covers she was often chilly. On the other hand she had come to dread her monthly periods. She was not permitted to touch her private parts unless ordered to do so by Master. He sometimes ordered his slave to please herself but that was not often. He wiped her each time she went to the bathroom. He also inserted her tampons. These she despised they were designed for survivalist women, They were large and reusable. The fact that he had control over her bowels and intimate parts was very had to get used to. She had to ask permission to go EVERY time. Master made her jump rope and do push ups and sit ups to keep herself in shape. There was a scale in the bathroom. She weighed just three pounds more than she had the day she was captured. Only then was at least some of her nudity covered. Master wrapped an ace bandage around her bust for support and allowed her to don a tiny pink thong. The only time she had not been supervised had been when he was gone overnight on a resupply trip. She was locked in her cage with some army rations and bucket. That day seemed to last forever. Master came home. He let her out of her cage insisting upon a kiss and a blow job. Once Beverly had finished these tasks Master broke into a smile and said. "I keep you ignorant of world events because your ONLY focus should be on pleasing me. But this you MUST see." The Master then burst out in a big laugh. Eventually Master led her to the kitchen where all of the new supplies were stacked and waiting for storage. He produced a page of what Beverly recognized as her local newspaper. The date and day of the week had been censored as was the article. All dates and traces of them were excised. The story however made Beverly's jaw drop. She read, "Police are focusing their investigation on Theodore Holland, husband of the missing woman, Beverly Holland. Police have retraced Mrs. Holland's steps that day. The lack of any physical evidence of a break in, struggle or ransom demands indicates to the police that Mrs. Holland was not abducted. It is also not believed that she has run away, Mr Holland has been cooperating with the investigation but police are unhappy with his answers to certain questions which they have not revealed to the press," The rest of the article was blacked out. "Oh my God!" Said Beverly Master roared with laughter. "That police force consists of Officer Wiggum types. They will build a case out of thin air and, perhaps, apply enough pressure that he confesses. If not that, harass him to the point where he has to leave town. I can't imagine the money he has already spent on lawyers!" "You see slave! You see woman! Any dreams on your part for rescue are just mind farts. NO ONE is looking for you best settle in and make me happy, " Master produced a photograph. It was of Beverly's daughter Maria. "I had this printed off where they don't know me. I took it recently, God is she gorgeous. When I look at her it is not hard to imagine mother and daughter sharing a cage." "No!" Screamed Beverly. "Then you had best be a very good slave. No hesitation. No holding back. We are going to have an experiment tonight. For the first time you will be permitted to share my bed for the entire night. You will fuck me like its your honeymoon. You will hold me close. You will smile ALWAYS. I want a little ray of sunshine in my cabin. You have been obedient but unenthusiastic that changes or you will watch as I strip your daughter and fuck her brains out. Starting now you will SMILE when I fuck you up the ass. You will purr with contentment when I fuck your vagina. Your blow jobs need to be more enthusiastic. I want a VERY happy woman from this day forward. I bought some lingerie when I was in town a HAPPY woman MAY get to wear it from time to time . .. Do you understand?" Beverly was nothing if not smart and resourceful. She put on the biggest smile she possessed and said "Yes Master!" She approached Master and said. "Your woman would be honored to give her master as blow job." Master smiled and said "That's more like it, proceed woman." Beverly knelt before her captor and opened his pants. As she sucked him off, something she must have done at least a hundred times since her abduction, she made kitten like noises and gasped appreciatively. When he came Beverly raised her face towards master, and obviously swirled his seed about her mouth before swallowing. "I see that my slave is trainable. That is good. Tonight in bed your only desire should be driving the image of your daughter from my mind. 'Smile always, Obedience always and a wildcat in the sack', that should be your new mantra, woman. Repeat it to me. "Smile always, obedience always and a wildcat in the sack." "Very good." For the next several hours Beverly helped her master stow away all the goods he had purchased. There was one package from Victoria's Secret but master quickly took it away. Beverly repeated her mantra and her face always wore a smile. "At least he won't expect me to smile in my sleep" she thought to herself. When it was time for bed Master wiped her after she peed and crapped. He presented her with a toothbrush and some floss and let her attend to her dental hygiene. While looking in the mirror Beverly psyched herself up. She knew exactly what she had to do. Master led her to his bedroom. He ordered her to lower the covers and slide between the sheets. Beverly imagined that she was with her favorite movie star and they were trapped in a ski chalet. She went down on master and followed his lead as he had her rise up on all fours and Master greased up her asshole. Even after three months Beverly had difficulty with anal sex. She put her inhibitions aside and told Master that his penis inside her felt wonderful. When he came she said "Thank you Master for a wonderful experience." He held her close while he waited for his member to recharge. Master kissed her deeply and Beverly did her best to kiss him back. To her surprise she actually felt something. Hidden emotions were stirring. When he was ready Master entered her pussy. He had made her orgasm before but that was primarily with dildos and against her will. For the first time as a captive Beverly willed herself to orgasm. She relaxed as best she could and focused on the rhythm of his exertions. The orgasm surprised her and delighted him. Ordinarily Beverly was a very orgasmic woman tonight Master had brought that woman to the surface. "That is very nice he said. One of the reasons I brought you hear is because it is so clear that you are a woman who comes to orgasm quickly. Responses like the one tonight are the ones I want. They will keep me happy and your daughter safe.' Master held Beverly tightly and tenderly kissed her body from head to toe. It was a side of him that Beverly had rarely seen before. He stroked her flowing dark hair and caressed her like a lover and Beverly did her best to respond. It seemed to be deep in the night when Adam Bridges rose from the bed, turned on a light, and opened a drawer. He held the Victoria's Secret box. "You have done very well tonight. I'll step out of the room for moment so that you can put this on." Beverly took the box and opened it. There were a pair of black thigh high stockings. Black panties a lacy black bra and a short lacy red chemise. Beverly marveled that everything was in her size. Reveling the first real clothing she had seen in months Beverly wasted little time in putting on the outfit. Her collar presented no problem. Beverly was struck now by how little attention she payed to her only adornment. The first month all she wanted was the foul thing off her neck. The second month was one of anger about it, now it was just a fact of her life. It was like any other piece of jewelry, just larger and heavier. The outfit was very expensive and felt wonderful against Beverly's skin. "Ready Master." she called when she was finished dressing. Adam bridges eyes told the story. His slave looked even more fetching in the outfit. "You are very beautiful woman. Because of you obedience tonight I will let you wear it to bed tonight. Of course tomorrow I strip you back down to your collar but when you are a very good and obedient slave you will be permitted to wear this. A short time later Beverly felt herself drifting off to sleep as her Master snored next to her. She knew that it would be difficult to follow her new mantra everyday but tonight she had seen a different side to her Master. She liked this man much more than the one who had abducted her all those months ago. That the man who had strapped her down, who had plunged her into panicked darkness time and again could be this loving and gentle gave her something she had not had before. A sense of hope. Taking The Tutor She suffered his touch as he washed her and scrubbed her with the brush. Every part of her body was felt up by him. He had even pushed several fingers up Beverly's pussy and asshole. She knew better than to resist. At last he was finished and pulled the plug from the drain. He dried Beverly off with a large towel. He led her over to the toilet, lifted the lid and said. "If you have to take a dump or a piss do it now. Later will not work and I doubt that you can hold it all night. If you mess my bed or floors with your piss or shit I will not be a happy man." With dread Beverly realized that she did indeed have to go. Both number one and number two. Beverly sat down and asked. "Can I have some privacy?" Adam roared with laughter. "Silly woman, I control your bowel movements from now on. You must ask for permission to use the toilet and when you use it I will watch you. Afterwards I will wipe you. Privacy is the domain of a free woman, which you are not." That brought on the tears. Beverly never even peed if her husband was in the bathroom with her. The thought of this giant watching her and cleaning her up afterwards was a violation she never imagined. Beverly fought desperately for control but at last her bowels and bladder betrayed her. She cried like she had not since she was a child as Adam wiped her pussy and then spun her around and bent her over as he wiped her ass. "My god, I am a child!" she thought to herself. Adam allowed her a few minuets of crying time before he told her to dry her tears and wipe her face. Somehow Beverly gained control of herself. He led her out of the bathroom and into the next doorway she had seen from the living room. Adam turned the light on. In the center of the room was an enormous bed. "You will have to please me most in this room. Every part of you belongs to me. Your tits are mine, Your pussy is mine, your asshole is mine. Your mouth is mine. I own every centimeter of your flesh, As a slave you will be kept completely shaven at all times. Part of your daily life from now on is submitting to my razor. You will be shaved everywhere below your neck as a reminder of your status as chattel. Once I am finished shaving you and fucking you for the first time you will be collared. This symbol of my ownership you will wear for the rest of your time with me. If you please me we will have decades of fun together. Piss me off and you disappear and your daughter takes your place." Adam looked at her. He knew that his words had made an impact but he asked anyway. "Do you understand?" Beverly nodded her head vigorously. She had decided that until she could figure a way out of this cage, that humoring Mr. Bridges was her best decision. She had no doubt at all that the threats to her family were legitimate. What ever he did to her, Beverly knew, had to be tolerated to keep her family safe. The thought of Maria in her place filled her with horror and revulsion. "Very good. It is shearing time." Adam had her lie on her back on the bed. She noticed a collection of trimmers and razors on the night stand. Adam picked up a can of shaving cream. "Before we begin, care to tell me why your pussy is currently shaved to look like a heart?" Beverly entire body turned pink in embarrassment. Adam laughed and began applying shaving cream. The truth was it was to make her husband happy. Ted wanted her to go Brazilian but Beverly loved her bush too much for that so the heart shaped, close cropped trim was a compromise. One that drove Ted wild. "Ted," she thought to herself, "would she ever see him again? What must he and the children be going through?" Adam was meticulous. After shaving her front he had her roll over and he did the back of her body. Many hours later Beverly realized that she was more hairless than a newborn. Everything below her neck, save her nipples, the palms of her hands and the soles of her feet had been shaved. She shivered and felt like a lizard that had just shed its skin. She realized while he was shaving her that not just her clothes were missing. She realized that all of her jewelry had been removed as well. She felt even more naked without her wedding ring and engagement ring. Adam had Beverly stand up. He pointed to a full length mirror by the door and said, "Meet the new you." Her bald pussy caught her eye first. "Oh if only I had let Ted shave me," she thought, "To be depilated by this beast is unbearable." She turned around and caught the reflection her back side. She ran her hands over her shorn womanhood and the rest of her body. The smoothness seemed so unnatural. She had to concede however that Mister Bridges was skilled with the razor, there was not a nick or a cut anywhere. "I can tell that you are deep in thought."said Adam. "As to what happens next? I am going to fuck you and I am going to come inside you. Don't worry about pregnancy. I got the big snip when my daughter was a year old. The denial of future children was the beginning of the end of my marriage. Now pull the covers down, climb into the center of the bed and spread your legs!" Knowing that disobedience would be worse than obeying, Beverly did as instructed. She watched fascinated as Mr. Bridges stripped down. His legs were as powerful as the rest of him. His hairiness contrasted sharply with her hairless state. When he dropped his boxers, Beverly got another look at his penis. He was huge, much larger than her husband. She realized that he was uncircumcised. She hadn't noted that or its length when she was servicing him earlier, but she was not thinking clearly then. Every dick Beverly had ever seen in her life ad been cut. Even her own son had only had his foreskin for a few hours before he was circumcised. Adam strode for the bed and was upon her quickly. He began by nibbling her breasts and slowly kissing down her body until he got to her pussy. Beverly was startled by sensation of his tongue on her bald pussy. He ate her out for some time. Adam entered her suddenly and began pounding away. Somehow, Beverly realized that she was getting wet. Heeding the warning from earlier. She began to make noises that she hoped would please him. After what seemed like an eternity, as Adam had quite a bit of staying power, he withdrew from her. He smiled and said. "You have done well, woman." He rose from the bed and pulled something from a dresser drawer. In a flash he was back upon her, his hands reaching for her neck. Adam, Lifted the hair dangling down her neck as she tried to cower away. Before she realized what was happening she heard a loud click and felt a weight around her neck. Beverly realized that she had been locked into a collar! She jumped from the bed and looked in the mirror. It was brown and silver, made of metal and leather and had a catch in the back. Despite pulling with all of her might the collar refused to budge. Adam laughed and said, "You won't be able to get it off that way. Only I have the key. Now as to your place for the night." Adam grabbed Beverly and led her to an object built into one of the walls.. There was a mattress on the floor and he forced he to lie on it. In one quick motion he brought down from the ceiling some steel bars. They locked into place in slots around the mattress. In an instant she realized that she was in a cage! "Because I can not trust you once I fall asleep, this is your home for most evenings. The mattress is comfortable and you can stretch out to your full height wile lying down, You can crawl and kneel but you can not stand up. Tomorrow we will end the formalities of your former life. If you are obedient and learn fast, there are nights where you will be permitted to share my bed You will look forward to these nights and will find you will do just about anything to obtain that pleasure. Have a good night!" Adam went back to bed. He picked up some sort of remote control devise and the room lights went out. The full impact of the day hit Beverly then and she began crying copious tears and wailing piteously. Hours later her exhausted body fell asleep. She was awakened by the smell of frying bacon. Beverly realized that she was famished. There was sunlight and Beverly noticed that the room had a skylight. She recalled the previous day's events and the depths of her predicament his her anew, She did not want to cooperate with this monster but what choice did she have? Her family could survive without her but none of them could survive an encounter with Mr. Bridges! Beverly realized that she did not even know Mr. Bridges first name. She had chatted with him once while tutoring his daughter but it had been over pleasantries like the weather and how she enjoyed her job. Beverly could not figure out why this man would single her out. She certainly had not led him on. "Why me?" She asked herself over and over again. Presently Adam came into the room. He was carrying a tray. He knelt in front of Beverly and said, "Good morning woman. If you eat every bit of this food I will let you out of your Cage." He set down on the floor a plate of toast, bacon, eggs, and some fruit, There was also a plastic mug full of coffee. Adam then left the room. The bars were wide enough apart so that, with a bit of difficulty, Beverly could eat in her cage. She was so hungry that she devoured every morsel of food with the single plastic spork. To her surprise the coffee was only warm. "I suppose he doesn't want to give me any kind of weapon." She thought to herself. Beverly reached up an tugged on her collar again. She realized that cooperation would keep her alive. "Mr. Bridges could easily kill me here and pursue Maria. I have to keep him happy to protect my family." Adam re entered the bedroom looked at her empty plate and cup and said, "Good girl." He then said, "I'm going to open your cage now, slide away from the bars and don't try anything stupid like charge me or try to punch me. I am much stronger than you and can easily over power you. If, by some fluke, you do manage to incapacitate for a moment., there is no way for you to escape this cabin before I recover. I'd prefer not to punish you or torture you but if you are obstinate or stupid I well resort to those methods. Do you understand?" Beverly, nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Bridges." as she slid back from the bars. Adam bent to release the cage catch and raise the top. "If you don't start calling me Master soon, you WILL be beaten." After opening the cage, Adam had Beverly stand up and led her to the bathroom. He had her use the toilet and wiped her. Her humiliation was profound. He gave her a toothbrush and watched as she attended to her dental hygiene. When she was finished Adam took back the toothbrush. He brushed and combed Beverly's hair taking out the tangles that had built up over the last two days. "Now from this morning on woman," said Adam, "you will greet each morning by giving me a deep and passionate kiss." Beverly was appalled. She had not kissed another man like that since her marriage eighteen years ago. Only her husband had she kissed like that. Still she knew that Mr. Bridges threats were authentic. She embraced him and lifted her lips towards his. He kissed her deeply, his tongue making several complete circuits of her mouth. Adam smiled when the kiss was over and said, "I see that you are a good learner. That will work for your benefit. Now lets go to the living room." There was a large fire in the fireplace and a small table between the couch and the hearth. Beverly noticed some items and a large jar of fluid on the table. When they got closer Beverly noticed that it was her jewelry and personal papers. Adam had Beverly sit on the couch and said, "Observe, woman." Earlier Adam had gone through her purse to remove all of her Ids and personal papers. He showed Beverly her driver license then tossed it into the fire. Following those were her credit cards. library card, store cards, her passport, everything that carried her name. Lastly Adam produced all of the family photos she had had in her wallet and committed them to the flames. Beverly was in tears but she knew better than to raise an objection . "Now comes the best part." said Adam. "This is Aqua regia, watch what it can do." Adam dropped one of her earrings in the liquid and it slowly vanished! One after another Beverly's earrings disappeared as did her charm bracelet and watch. Pausing for full effect, Adam dropped in her wedding band and then her engagement ring. The fluid turned a deep crimson, through which Beverly could still just see her diamond. Everything else was gone. Her life with Ted, her identity as citizen, her identity as a wife and mother, Mr. Bridges demonstration was profoundly effective. Beverly realized that escape would be virtually impossible and that she would probably be with Mr. Bridges for a long, long time. Adam looked at her as the last of her rings disappeared. "Now do you understand your situation woman?" Beverly now knew her fate and could feel the chill to her marrow. She choked back her tears, nodded, tugged again at her collar and said, "Yes Master." The End