7 comments/ 7557 views/ 5 favorites A Fantastical Kidnapping Ch. 00 By: HadesHand Author’s Note: All characters in this story are 18 or older, and any possible hint of that not being the case is not to be interpreted as so. Also to be noted: This story does have, and will have, large amounts of smut in it. This introduction has A LOT less. If you don’t care for context, go for chapter 1. This is for everyone who actually care about the story. =============================================== Introduction This is a story all about how my life got flipped upside do- No! I’m not going to have the first sentence of my story be a lyric from the theme song of a cheesy 90’s sitcom. Though it is an oddly accurate statement. This is the story of how my life was completely changed. For better or worse, only time can tell. It’s weird that I talk about it so relaxed considering how it was forced upon me. I’ve always been someone who rolls with it though. Alright, enough fooling around. I suppose it is time I actually tell you the story, and what happened. My name is Eric. I’ve got a last name, but it really doesn’t matter. So yeah, Eric. The name itself feels so generic. Which means it fitted me well. I have always felt like a background character in someone else’s story. Another face in the classroom, or coffee shop. I might get a line or two, but in the end whatever happened to me didn’t feel like it really mattered. My self-esteem was less than optimal. I was never unattractive; I was never really attractive. I just seemed bland. I was a twenty year old cardboard cut-out. I had a short, “every guy you’ve ever seen”, light brown hair cut. The kind of color you find in the bristles of an old used paintbrush. With weary, almost bored, wooden plank brown eyes. A fit, but not in any way muscular, body with scrapes of flab. See where I’m going with this? Nothing too ugly sounding, but nothing that pops either. I might be too hard on myself, but I think you have a good picture of me in your head. There is an exception though. This is perhaps, and most likely, the source of all my insecurities. A small penis. Yes, the worst insecurity of a man. It was horrible. I had the idea running on a loop in my head every time I got close to someone. “This is nice”, I’d think to myself. “This is all going great. But what’s going to happen when I get in bed with her? How do you keep a relationship going when you can’t satisfy the person you’re insane for? You don’t. It takes a lot to have a good, long lasting relationship. It takes self-awareness, kindness, and patience. It takes a lot of stuff. And sex is another part of it. A part I can’t deliver.” So I never really got close to anyone. Not close enough at least. If you don’t try, you don’t fail. Unfortunately, you also don’t succeed. After a few negative experiences while young, I didn’t have sex for a long time. I could never really tell though if it was my four inch dick or if it was my anxiety and self-doubt about it that ruined those experiences. With this in mind, let us now move forward to the beginning of this tale… ▽ Sex, drugs, and Rock ‘n’ Roll. Not particularly in that order though. This was the concert I was waiting for all summer. I followed the newly formed band for months online, loving all their work. This was it. Time to finally see them in action. I needed this. Too much time on school and studies. This was my time to finally relax. After parking my car and reaching the entrance I happily waited in line. As I saw everyone else packed together at the gates I thought about why I came here alone. None of my friends enjoyed this band, but I was determined to see it. Just as my thoughts drifted to ways of making the night more interesting alone, a voice was heard in the crowd. “VIP tickets! One hundred and twenty dollars! Two left! VIP tickets…” Ah, one of these guys. At any event, especially concerts, they come to buy tickets and wait until it’s sold out to jack up prices. Usually they’re bastards looking for quick money. Usually it works too. Though I blow most of these guys off, this one really struck me. This was what I needed to make tonight a little more interesting! I questioned the legitimacy of the ‘VIP’ tickets for a moment, but figured if they weren’t real I still had my regular pre-bought ticket to get in. So I took a chance. A girl in front of me, redhead, buys a ‘VIP’ ticket. After she leaves I step to the man. “You got any VIP tickets left?” I ask. “Sure do. Last one. You should consider yourself lucky!” I whip out my wallet and grab the cash. A hundred twenty bucks was a lot, but I felt like having fun and taking a stupid chance. After grabbing up the cash in my hand with a single swipe he handed me the ticket. “Go around the left of the building to a door guarded by a large man. Just show him the ticket and he’ll give you a badge and let you through.” I nodded and went off. ▽ Slightly surprised that I was actually let in, I wondered down the hall to the VIP area. Going through a bulky push handle door I make it to what seems to be it. A small well lit black room with comfortable chairs and furniture. As I sit down and take my seat I look around I immediately notice the redhead who bought a ticket ahead of me earlier. She was cute. Like I said, she had a natural and dark looking head of bushy red hair. She had on a tight fitting green top and skinny jeans. She was skinny, but had some curves to her. Didn’t really have much in the way of breasts, but I saw how good her ass looked when I was behind her. She had a small amount of make up on her, and had a dirty smirk on her face as she talked to her friend. She seemed like she would be nice to talk to. As her eyes shifted to me I gave a guilty smile to her and quickly looked away. Little practice made me horrible at flirting. I wasn’t even going dream of trying to with her. As I sat with a slight awkwardness about me, I saw someone fast approaching out of the corner of my eye. The man was wearing a grey business suit with a purple tie. Douche haircut. He had frustrated look on his face. He turned to us. “We’re gonna have an on stage bit with some fans for one of the first songs. Do we have any volunteers?” Everyone in their seats, including me, threw their hand up and started loudly talking to the man. “Me!” “Can I go?” “Pleeeeee-“ With robot like precision he pointed at four of us. “You, you, you, and you. Let’s go!” After pointing at three other people his finger faced at me last. And like that we were off! I quickly got up and followed him. We went through a door in the back of a room and were in another long stretch of hallway. As we walked at a fast pace I took note of those who joined me. The cute mystery redhead was there of course. Another girl, a friend of the redhead it seems, was there as well. She was much tanner, and had straight black hair. She was in a single black dress that cut off high above her knees. She was much shorter as well. She was chubbier. Pudgy. She had bigger tits though, I’ll give her that. Like the redhead before her, she seemed around my age. I wouldn’t be surprised if we went to the same university. Behind her was an older man. He had a white beard that matched the hair on his head. He had a white t-shirt with a brown vest over it and a slashed to hell blue jeans. Bags under his eyes and wrinkles on his face showed his age. He had a bit of a pot belly. He was noticeably stalky. After another minute or so of walking we finally reached a room that was somehow even smaller than the one we came from. This one only had white walls. As I looked over the room the Manager-esk man who brought us here snapped his fingers. “Please put your hands out and look forward, we are gonna get some mics on you and put a harness on each of you for some on stage hijinks. I won’t spoil the surprise.” Just as he finished talking four oddly large men wakled up to us with cords and equipment in their hands. As we got the harnesses attached he put his hands all over my body. It seemed almost as if the large man assigned to me was frisking us. Then he stopped and went to my collar with a clip on Mic. “Could you uh…” His eyes dropped to my neck and he zoned out for a moment. “Could you please turn your head and show me your collar. Gotta get the wiring through.” I complied and turn my head to the right of me. As the thoughts of what exactly they were going have me do on stage ran through my head Is potted something out of the corner of my eye. Before I could even react I felt a small pain near my neck and the man grabbed hold of me, forcing me still. I don’t really remember much after that. All I remembered was waking up… here. (The end of the introduction. The first chapter will be released very soon after this introduction, so if it peaks your interests then keep your eyes peeled. Sorry if you were dissatisfied at the lack of lovin’ in this intro, but there is just so much sex and filth in this story that I felt that I needed to establish some actual story first before we go diving into it. Please tell me what you think, and please especially tell me what I did wrong. Always room for improvement. Thanks for reading.) A Fantastical Kidnapping Ch. 01 Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 or older, and any possible hint of that not being the case is not to be interpreted as so. Make sure to read the introduction before continuing. =========================== Pain. That's what I was feeling when I woke up. A throbbing sensation rocked my head as I got up. This was absolutely the worst hang over I have ever had. "Ughh, fuck me running." But- wait a second. I don't remember drinking last night. Like at all. This doesn't seem right. As thoughts of what happened last night filled my head I was suddenly stricken by everything around me. I was in a small hospital gown. These weren't my clothes. This wasn't my room. This wasn't my house. I was in a small bright white room. Illuminating panels above me showered the room in a cheap artificial light. It was almost alien. I looked around at the room and started to notice more unusual features. The most obvious part was the solid wall of black glass, giving a reflection of my bewildered face right back to me. What was this? A two way mirror? Is this an interrogation room? I looked at where the walls met the floor and how it was curved. I was sitting on a small flat protrusion from the wall. I then saw a door to my left. I immediately got up to try it. It only opened up to a cramped little bathroom. This was crazy! There were no openings of any kind. And my confusion continued. "Stay calm." My eyes almost popped out from my skull. A voice from nowhere filled the room. It was from a man. Late forties, early fifties. Deep. Gravelly. "You have been selected for a medicinal testing program. You have no say in the matter. There is no possibility of escape. You will be fed at 7 A.M. and again at 7 P.M. You will..." He kept on rattling of statements in a low monotone voice. I completely zoned out. I was just trying to comprehend my situation. "...will be provided with contraception. Do you understand?" Wait, what did he say? Oh god I wasn't listening. I can't even think right now. "... um, yes?" I said with tense and confused face. I'm a fucking idiot. Waiting for a response I looked into the black glass wall. But there was nothing. Just silence. ▽ I awoke to what I assume was hours later. With a groan I sit back up and look around. Still here. After a few minutes of waking up I heard a noise. A creaking. Then a clunk. I almost shat my pants. The entire black glass wall in front of me opened up. It sank into the ceiling and revealed a completely new room. The room behind the glass looked dim. The walls were made of concrete. The dingy oil-like stains that covered the ground looked old. There was a simplistic metal table with several small similarly simplistic metal chairs. More cheap artificial light bulbs guarded by metal wire lit the room, barely. These were all things I noticed over time of course. What concerned me most, and had my full undivided attention, were the armed guards. They were dressed head to toe in a black militarized uniform that covered their faces. Guns raised and pointed in my direction. With my first instinct to raise my arms above my head, I looked down. I heard footsteps coming toward me, and then a slap on the wrist. With a snap of the fingers cuffs were on me in a second. Without time to respond I was hoisted up from where I sat and up onto my feat. "Follow directly behind me." Dragged and pushed into a single file line I complied. Trying to keep up with the brisk pace I looked around me. I tried to focus on details and where I was. It was hard to concentrate though due to unsettling feel of my bare feet on the concrete and the constant pushing behind me. It all looked the same. The same grey concrete everywhere. No pipes, no vents, no doors. Just intersecting corridors that looked the same. Nothing that could give me a sense of direction. That is until we reached a doorway with a few hazard signs that I was going too fast to read. In through the doorway we went. I was immediately thrown into the room, hitting the wall. It was a large shower area. A few benches here and there, but mostly white tile. There was a door on the other side of the room and another in the back. What confused me was the lack of shower heads. And then I saw it. One of the men from the group of guards stepped forward and unhooked a hose sitting on the wall and rotated a valve by his feet. It sprayed a thick, heavy, loud, and intense stream of water. My eyes widened, and I turned my head. He pointed the nozzle at me and the water hit me. It was so powerful it shot the loosely tied gown right off me. The water, while warm, racked me. I almost fell to the ground. Barely standing up, I could feel the stream continuously push against me. It felt like millions of tiny, tiny pebbles pummeling my naked body. Hitting my chest then down my thighs, the water hitting my groin felt like a constant bashing. I was gonna be sick. Then it went to my face. I started chocking on it. The water died down quickly, but it took its toll. I looked down and saw the red marks all over my body. A few bruises. I just felt weak and feeble. Trembling, naked in front of these men, I looked up. Two sights caught my eye. The first was another man fast approaching with what seemed to be a brush in his hand. The other was the familiar face of the redheaded girl. There she was, getting dragged in and thrown to the ground, similar to me. Without wasting a moment, before she could even get up, the fired the hose on her. She thrashed while lying on the ground, pinned by the powerful stream of hot water. Momentarily captivated, I was interrupted by the approaching guard finally. He pushed me down and started scrubbing. As the harsh prickly brush scrubbed away furiously all over my body I gritted my teeth. When his brush ran over my cock and balls it elicited a surprisingly shocked but somehow aroused emotion from me. After a few seconds of painful scrubbing he went on and I felt the brush scrub my ass. After what seemed to be an eternity he was done running the brush over my exposed and spread asshole. He let go and got up. I felt sore all over. My tiredness however did not stop me from looking over at the redheaded girl. She must have been getting the same treatment as me. There I saw her sitting on the floor as a man scrubbed her with a fervor similar to my experience. Naked from the intense shower the hose gave, I looked over her body. A man was scrubbing her down, just like I was. Her entire body had that same pale fair skin tone all over. Her most likely size B cupped breasts had small pointy pink nipples. Then I saw her pussy. A light amount of dark red pubic hair was right above it. She had what can only be described as a peach pussy. Her lips but puffy small. You could see her clit peeking out. As I stared in awe I saw the brush travel down south and saw how he cleaned her. The man dug the bristles into her cunt and scrubbed up and down. Furiously grinding it into her. Then like that, he stopped and got up. Both dripping wet, naked, shaking on the slick tile floor we looked at each other for a moment before looking back at the men. We saw them approach us, and we both instinctually crawled back before getting up. They stopped, and one of them pointed at as. "Get going." The anonymous man said in a deep growling voice. We looked behind ourselves to another small concrete corridor leading directly to another room. The room ahead looked bright and well lit. We slowly treaded to the room ahead of us through the corridor, shivering from the cool air on our naked and wet bodies. The concrete floor felt dead and cold on our bare feet, and didn't help. Pushing past transparent plastic flaps we walked into the room. The room was white and without angles, like the one I was kept in before. Two men in scrubs and stereotypical medical getup stood there. The motioned for us to sit down. We walked forward to the only things in the room, two small benches. The men stepped forward, opening their fists to reveal pills for both of us. I looked over to my right, from whence we came, and saw the familiar guards staring us down in the hallway. Faced with little else to do, or at least how I saw at the moment, I took the pill and swallowed it. A single door in the middle of the room, opposite from where we came in, opened by itself. The men stepped back. After a few seconds of hesitation we were spurred into the doorway after hearing some foreboding knuckle cracking by way of the guards crowded in the hallway, still watching. The door immediately shut behind us as we stepped into an identical white rounded room with no other entrances or exits. We stood there breathing heavily, and took this moment to try and take stock of ourselves. Even in this situation I couldn't help myself from eyeing over the redheaded girl. When she noticed me staring I darted my eyes. I felt a light embarrassment from being caught, only for a moment. I then realized she was looking at me as well. My embarrassment only felt heavier as I saw her take note of myself south of the border. Strangely, even though I could feel the blood rushing to my face, I could also feel it rushing downwards. I was getting hard right in front of her. Before I had time to contemplate my own pathetic shyness the same voice from the intercom returned. "You have been given instructions. Begin." I REALLY should have listened to him. The mysterious redheaded girl shuffled towards me awkwardly. She looked down and rubbed arm as she said, "So um... do you want me to go first orrr..." She trailed off quietly. Her voice was light and feminine. Extraordinarily so. I responded without thinking. "Do what?" "You know... I-", She stopped herself. "Let's just get it over with." She took a few steps forward, gently pushing me down against the wall as she did so. I was on my ass, back leaning against the wall. She went down on her knees and got lower, almost on her stomach. She was looking up at me now with wide eyes. Hesitantly, with a look of grief, she took my cock in her hand. What the fuck was happening? This is what we're supposed to be doing? Have we really been kidnapped and forced to fuck? Disgusted or annoyed, I couldn't tell, she put her lips over my head. Her lips were dry but her mouth was plenty wet. She started to bob her head down head up and down ever so slightly. Her tongue barely kept making contact with the sensitive tip of my cock. She had a little more than the head in her mouth. I could actually feel her sucking. Her hand was stayed still, holding my cock in the exact same place. Although still pleasant, this was the worst blowjob I have ever had in my life. I didn't have the heart to tell her though, with that look of torture on her face. You could see she was forced to do this. Slowly though it got better. Her tongue kept poking the head of my cock. The way her soft tongue touched and teased the sensitive underside of my head started to drive me wild. Without realizing it her tongue kept touching opening the slit at the top of my dick. I tilted my head back let out a groan. Eventually, as her jaw got tired and started to move it around to relieve the pressure, she let her tongue travel more. As her tongue brushed the underside of my cock and swirled around my entire head I let out a mind numbing moan. I thrusted forward and felt her tongue travel alongside my shaft. The back of her warm fleshy soft wet mouth rubbing against my head. I couldn't hold it back. "Cumming!" Was all I could sputter. It wasn't warning enough though as I shot my warm cum into her mouth. She instantly started to gag and pulled back. My cock kept shooting spurt after spurt of hot sticky seed, most of it hitting her. A shot hit her above her chest, the other across the cheek, and a final one landing in her dark red hair. She coughed and gave a sharp breath looking at the ground and then herself. Although slightly annoyed, she looked mostly of relief. Like she just finished a long chore. We both panted for a moment and looked at each other. After looking me in the eye like a hurt puppy she leaned back. She crawled backwards until she was up against the wall facing me. She stretched her arms out. "Your turn, I guess." It suddenly hit me that I had to return the favor. The poor girl. She looked like a Jew in Auschwitz back there! A feeling of both lust and pity filled me. The least I could do is make it up to her. Really try. Mimicking how she crawled near her stomach to me before, I went to her. As I wrested my elbows on her knees I gently pushed her legs open. I lowered myself, and did a double take from her face to her cunt. She looked tired almost. I took my thumbs and spread her lips open. Keeping her lips parted with one hand I hesitantly slid a finger inside her. Sliding my index finger in then out I inspected it. She was wet. I tasted her on my finger and let out a groan. I could see she was red. I lowered my head back down to her and pressed my head against her thigh. I started rubbing my fingers up and down her cunt, parting her lips. I slowly reinserted my index and started finger fucking her. Trying to make up for before I teased her. I kissed up alongside her thigh until my mouth met her mound. I kissed up further until my mouth was hovering over her clit. I sucked and tongued it. She shifted pushed against me, moaning, as I continued. I took my face from her crotch and removed my hand. I switched hands and pressed my thumb against her clit. I started to grind my finger against it and rubbed it up and down. I pressed and flicked. All the while I pressed my face to her cunt and slid my tongue into her. Up and down my tongue travelled, tasting her warm pink flesh and juices. I let it travel up to her clit again before gliding back down and finding her entrance. I stuck my tongue inside her and swirled it around. Tongue fucking her I slid in and out of her, feeling her push harder against me. I brought myself back up and latched my mouth onto her clit. One hand toying with her nipple, the other finger fucking her. Hearing her moan more and push harder I upped the ante. I furiously fingered her tight squeezing cunt and tongued her clit. Feeling her thrash and then give a finally cry she said "Stop!" I pulled back and started to pant heavily, as did she. My face was covered in her juices. Wiping myself I looked up to her and saw a look numbness on her. After a moment she looked down at me with a dull but blissful expression. We stared each other in the eyes like before, but this was different. She continued to stare at me, but it changed after a minute or so. "So, um, you gonna... do it?" Her eyes darted down and up again. Oh. I realized what she meant and got to my knees standing up. Waddling, I approached her. My cock was hard again, but only know did the issue of my size plague me again. She was still against the wall, more on her back now. She rubbed herself and opened her legs for me. She had a look of both arousal and anxiousness. She eyed my cock and I could tell by an arched eyebrow she was also now just really noticing my length. Trying to push past the awkwardness I aligned myself with her. I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance and looked at her. She gave me a nervous nod and I penetrated her. She was tight, but I wasn't big. I slid into her and could tell by the look on her face how this too felt like a chore. Trying to compensate I decided to immediately start hammering away. I thrusted balls deep into her over and over. Her tight wet warm cunt gripped me and it was heaven. As I mindlessly thrusted into her pink pussy I leaned over and grabbed her breast. I squeezed it and played with her nipple. Although aroused I could tell this wasn't an impressive display for her. I didn't care much at the moment though. I kept pounding away. After minutes hard pelvic slapping and groaning I could feel myself get close. I could she see was starting to get into it just as I felt it come. I tiled my head back once again and let out a groan. Without thinking I thrusted as deeply as I could into her and drained my balls again. I collapsed back and felt my cock slip out from her cunt. As I let out my breath I noticed a distinct look of dissatisfaction on her face. Before I could say something that deep gravelly voiced returned again. "Step outside and return back to your living areas." The automatic door swung back again and we could see the humorless faces of the guards once again. Getting to our feet we walked back to the shower room. Once again we experienced a brutal hosing and fierce scrubbing of all over. The feeling of being exposed and violated was still there, but much less so. This time however we were given towels at the end. After a few minutes of drying ourselves off we were escorted back to our "rooms." I saw a look of fear as we separated back. Practically tossed into my cell, I struggled for balance. Just as I stopped myself from falling over I heard the large sliding glass shut. I was alone once more. Too tired to contemplate everything I went back to the large bed like shelf formation on the wall and lied I gave a large sigh before closing my eyes and waiting for whatever came next. ===================== And that was chapter one. Sorry for the long wait. I know I said "soon", but you know how life can be sometimes. Ran into some unexpected stuff. Things are calm now though, so expect uploads that are actually shorter. Hope you enjoyed this. Leave any thoughts below in the comments.