11 comments/ 20004 views/ 4 favorites Committed Ch. 02 By: FunwithRyleigh I must thank my many Lit friends that helped me as I created and proofed this story. I suggest that you read Committed before reading this story or you will miss valuable insight. The story builds slowly, but I've been assured that it more than makes up for it later. :) Happy reading.... ------------------------------------ Adena saw very little of Logan after their morning together. He came down twice more to take her to the restroom, both times requiring that she wear the cuffs and ball gag. Logan also brought down a basket of drinks and snacks for her, saying he had many things to do to prepare for their next date. He didn't want her to be hungry or thirsty if he got busy and forgot to come check on her. "I love you, my Adena. My Angel. And I know you love me, too. Even if those others from the bar poisoned you against me. I'm going to help you to remember that you love me." He had pulled her to him then, kissing her deeply and allowing his hand to roam over her body. She had done nothing. She didn't return the kiss. She didn't pull from his embrace. Once he was gone, leaving the basket for her, she slumped on the floor. The padding in the room made it almost silent. She thought back to Calypso's Tavern, where she worked as a singer. Where Logan had started out as a nice guy that was a fan and had become an obsessed stalker. Logan was convinced that it was her friends from the bar that had turned her against him. In reality, she had only ever seen him as a fan. Nothing more. When he began to get more possessive of her time and attention, she had searched for ways to avoid him. Now, she was in his basement, in a padded room. Adena shuddered as she thought about how much time and planning must have gone into her capture. 'He's sick,' she thought with disgust. 'And he loves me. Just my luck. A cute guy likes me, and he ends up being a fucking lunatic stalker kidnapper fuck.' She closed her eyes and slept. When she awoke again, Logan was standing there, grinning at her. "You are so beautiful when you sleep, my Angel. Come. Up you go. We have a busy day ahead of us. First, your morning trip to the restroom." "Please. No gag this time. I won't scream out. I promise. My mouth hurts from yesterday." Logan moved forward and inspected her face. He noticed the red marks where the ring gag had been. His heart broke as he realized he had hurt his love. "Ok. No gag. But you must still use the cuffs. Now, hold out your arms." Adena's heart raced. No gag. That meant she might be able to yell for help before he got her to the bathroom. She smiled up at him. She had to make him believe that she was trustworthy. All went as planned, Adena going up quietly. She used the restroom and showered, then put on the sheer white gown he had left for her. There were matching white lace panties. She grimaced, but put on the clothes and awaited his return. When he came back, she leaned in to him giving him a small kiss on the cheek. "You are so good to me," she said, a flirtatious tone in her voice. Logan flushed at her open attention, thankful for it. She was finally coming around. Adena held out her hands, but Logan shook his head no. "We can just walk out together, my Angel." Adena was so excited, she could barely contain herself. This was going to be her chance. One they were out of the restroom, Adena made her break. She had watched closely each time she had been brought up from the basement. There was one hallway on the main floor. Surely it had to lead out. Pushing away from him, she rushed down the stairs and reached the bottom before he could catch up to her. Making a quick decision, Adena ran to the right and headed for what she hoped was the front door. Logan was hot on her heels by now and she knew it would be tight to make it. Her hand reached the door just as he reached her. Yanking her back by her auburn hair, Adena never got the door open. "My Angel. You shouldn't have done that. You picked the hard way once more." Adena felt a sharp pain in her arm and looked down to see a needle being inserted. "No! Please, wait..." but she never finished the sentence. Adena awoke to the smell of smoke. No, not smoke. Candles. She blinked, trying to see better. Staring up at the ceiling, she realized that pictures of her face were smiling back at her. Panic flooded her mind as the fog cleared and she realized she was tied down on some kind of wooden 'X.' She was naked and felt so exposed and vulnerable. Her arms and legs were bound tightly on the St. Andrew's Cross. The fact that the ring gag was back in place didn't help matters. Raising her head slightly, Adena saw more pictures of herself. In some she was performing, in others she was visiting with fans and friends. A few were more soulful, obviously taken in a quiet moment. Looking as far as she could to the left and then the right, she was overwhelmed. Candles were lit everywhere. She could tell that some had been lit for a while. She wondered how long she had been out. "Hello, Angel," came Logan's voice. He had been out of her line of vision, but now stepped into view. He was naked and obviously excited. "I had not intended our wedding day to be this way, my Angel. But, your stunt this morning changed things. I can't risk you trying to get away again. You looked so beautiful as the blushing bride in the white gown." He studied her body and his eyes took on a lustful gaze. "But, you look quite beautiful like this, too." Logan brought a camera up and snapped a picture. "For the photo album," he said with a smile. He took several more, moving around her, taking time to snap many angles. Adena looked away and wished she was anywhere else. 'Wedding day,' kept running through her mind and she wanted to scream. She felt herself moving and looked up and then felt sick. Logan had spun the large cross she was strapped to and stopped her in front of the alter. There, above a large wooden podium, was a picture of her. It was almost life size. There were small crosses on the podium next to an ornate pewter box. Candles flanked the alter, as well as a several framed pictures of the two of them together. She didn't recognize the photos and knew they had never posed for them. He must have spent many hours photo shopping them. Wedding day....wedding day...wedding day... the words wouldn't leave her mind. Logan planned for them to wed, in this fucking, freaky room. "You like the music I selected for us as we exchange vows?" he asked. Adena hadn't even noticed. But, yes, in the background, her songs were playing softly. Tears started down her face and she shook her head no. 'God, please no,' she thought, begging for any higher power to help her now. Logan smiled at her and moved the cross so that she was tilted upwards allowing her to see things better. "I'm going to start our ceremony now, my Angel. You'll see. It will all be perfect. Soon we can consummate our love. It may hurt, my pure Angel, but I'll go slowly. I'll make sure that you enjoy it. And, I have a surprise for you." He went to the small pewter box and reverently lifted the lid. Adena could see that it was lined in red velvet. Logan dipped his hand in and came out with a small white piece of cloth. He brought it to his face, inhaling the scent deeply, then turning to her. "This, my love, my soon to be lover, is your purity cloth. I'll use it to clean you up after our first time. Once you are no longer a virgin. The cloth will remain here, in this special symbol of our love and unity. It will show that you have always belonged only to me." Adena's heart began to race. Purity cloth? What the fuck was a purity cloth? And why the hell would he clean...Blood. He was expecting blood. Oh, damn. Son of a bitch, fuck, shit, damn. She hadn't been a virgin in years. That time had come and gone long ago. He was going to go ape shit when he found out she wasn't a virgin. Pulling on the straps holding her in place only caused her pain. Adena began twisting violently, thrashing on the wooden 'X' holding her in place. She had to get out of there. "Soon, my Angel, soon," Logan said, smiling at her, glad she was eager for the ceremony. Folding the delicate, lacy white cloth, he placed it on top of the box and then looked at Adena. "Perhaps I can have just one more pleasure with you as my lover, before you are my wife. You seem eager for out marriage, but maybe you won't mind if I delay for just a moment." He smiled and walked between her legs, moving the cross so that her head was angled down slightly and her legs went up. "You are so beautiful, my Lover." Then he bent down to her, inhaling the aroma of her lips. He ran a single finger along the trimmed hair that covered part of her pussy. She struggled to get away, to move from his touch, but she was helpless. Using his tongue, he trailed along the inside of her thigh, where her leg and pussy met. He licked her all the way up and out to her hip. Then he repeated the action on the other side. Adena trembled. It felt so good, but she didn't want it. Not from him. Not in this room. And not tied and gagged and about to be pronounced Mrs. Crazyassed Motherfucker. Placing his hands on her thighs so that she had very little room to move, Logan dove into her slit like a man dying of thirst that had found his oasis. His tongue plunged deep into her, making her squirm more. Flicking his tongue back and forth inside her, he tasted her fluids as they began to flow. Pulling his tongue back out, he began nibbling up and down between her lips, sucking her clit into his mouth. She shuddered and tried to close her legs to him. But, between being tied up and his hands, she was going no where. Adena thrashed around on the large platform holding her in place. The room seemed to be getting hotter as she struggled to move from his tongue. Her nipples were already puckering again and she cursed her body for reacting to him in such a positive way. Adena's eyes rolled back as he settled on her clit. Alternating between sucking it and then rubbing it quickly with the tip of his tongue, Logan was getting to her once more. She was fighting the urge to submit to his talents when he slowly inserted a finger into her hot cunt. He slid it around, caressing her walls. She shuddered. Another finger joined the first. She moaned as his hand twisted and his fingers hooked up, finding that holy and wonderful G spot. Adena could feel the climax building now and stopped fighting, wanting him to finish. Logan suckled at her clit a few moments more, his fingers pulling up and down, working her wet cunt. Just as he could feel she was ready to climax, he removed his fingers. He heard her moan. This time from frustration. Then he softly kissed her clit, then her pussy lips, then her thigh, then he stood up. He smiled as he looked up at her face and saw her head up, staring down at him. There was frustration in her eyes. "I told you, my love, that I want you to be ready when we first make love. That will help you to be ready. So that when I penetrate you, you will enjoy it." Moving to her, he took her hand firmly in his and began reciting a poem. She didn't recognize it and figured it must be something he wrote. She couldn't concentrate on the words, though, as she looked at the walls and the candles and the purity cloth. Penetration. He was expecting her to be a virgin. Her whole body trembled. "And we will live together, loving one another, for the rest of our days. Amen. I now pronounce us husband and wife." Adena's head jerked around to him. She began shaking her head no again, but he smiled at her. "It is so wonderful, it's almost impossible to believe, isn't it my Angel? But, we are officially married now." He moved to her left foot and adjusted something, laying her back again. "And now, we will consummate our union. Your purity will be proven and our love will be blessed." Logan moved to between Adena's legs and smiled at her. "I know you are scared, my love. A woman's first time is sometimes not easy. But, I'm going to do all in my power to make sure you enjoy it." His smile disappeared as he adjusted the platform she was strapped to and bent to lick her pussy lips once more. He carefully put a finger inside her and grinned as he pulled it out, soaked. "You are ready, my Lover, my Wife." Adena began to cry and shake her head. She struggled in vain against straps holding her down. Logan ignored her writhing and moved to get the purity cloth. Lovingly lifting up her bum, he slid the delicate, snow-white material under her. His heart beating fast, Logan stood and looked at Adena once more. "We are as one, my Angel." With that, he moved closer to her, took hold of her hips and positioned his dick at the entrance to her wonderful hole. He shuddered as their skin touched. It was another moment he had dreamed of. Slowly, not wanting to harm his new wife, Logan began to slide his hard dick into her wet cunt. "Uhh....Uhhhh...Uhhh...Yess...." he said, his breath catching in his throat as he moved deeper into her, inch by inch. She was warm and wet and welcoming. He felt the muscles contract around him as she moved and ground her hips against him. "My wife," he whispered, thrusting further in. "I want you to enjoy this, too, my Angel." As his pelvis reached her bum, he was shocked that he had felt no resistance. Perhaps he had been so careful, so gentle, her cherry had not broken. He slid out and smiled down at Adena. "See? Not so bad. Now, a bit faster. Be ready, my Angel." Adena, knowing that nothing was going to end up on that piece of cloth except some cum and her own juices, continued to thrash and tried to pull her arms free. The straps bit deep into her wrists and stung. Another yank brought real pain and she looked up and over to see a trickle of blood starting to form around the strap. 'Damn. Only blood he is gonna have a chance to get on that piece of cloth,' she thought briefly, before he began to thrust with a bit more force deep inside of her. She hated that it felt good. Her almost orgasm had left her wanting a release, but her mind still screamed that she was in danger. Logan thrust in deeply twice more, then pulled out slowly, looking at his cock glistening with her wonderful wetness. However, there was no blood. Nothing even slightly pink. He looked at the purity cloth. Nothing there. Panicking that something was wrong, Logan began to thrust deeper and harder, pulling her hips to his eager dick, enjoying the sounds that their bodies made as they slid back and forth. Harder, deeper, almost to the point of it feeling like a kick as their bodies met with each thrust, Logan finally stopped, shaking from the exertion and the need to cum, and looked up at Adena. "Angel?" Adena, lost in the thrusts, moaned as he stopped, lifted her head and looked at him, dreading his gaze. "Are you not pure?" Her eyes went wide with fear. She watched as his face grew deep red and the look in his eyes made her tremble. Logan pulled out completely and moved away for her for a moment. He went to the alter and knelt, mumbling something she couldn't understand. He was quiet for a while and Adena strained to hear anything over the beating of her heart. Suddenly, Logan turned, a smile back on his face. "I know what I must do. We are going to purify you, my love. So that our union can be perfect." And then he walked out. Adena lay there for what felt like hours. She had no concept of time other than watching the candles as they dripped. Finally she just dozed off. Her eyes snapped open, however, as she felt her body move and she suddenly found herself upside down, with Logan standing naked in front of her. His dick was still hard and inches from her mouth. "We are going to purify you now, my Angel. Purge any other lovers from your body and make you pure once more." Logan took a step forward and shoved his dick deep within her gaping mouth. The ring gag made her helpless as he began to fuck her mouth, thrusting his thick, solid nine inches deep down her throat, causing her to cough and sputter because of the angle and the unexpectedness of his action. As his hips went to work on her mouth, Logan leaned forward and licked her clit. She was just about dry again. Had he not loved her, he would have used that to his advantage. Instead, he moved her so that he could lick her slit a few times, then twisted her just enough to tilt her pelvis forward. He gathered some spit and dribbled it down her ass, trying to prepare her. Using his finger, Logan rubbed the spit around her rosebud and then began sliding it in and out of her bum. Adena jumped at the sensation. Ignoring her, Logan licked her slit, stopping to nibble on her clit a few times. Meanwhile, his hips were still thrusting, his hard cock easily reaching the back of her throat each time he did. Adena heard something and tried to focus. It was something new, but she couldn't place the sound. What was he doing? "One. Two. Three!" On three, Adena jerked and her legs tried to straighten. Her ass and pussy were both filled at once. It was big, she couldn't tell how big, but thick and long. Her pussy loved it, wanting more. Her ass rebelled against it, however, never having had more than a tongue or a few fingers exploring there. Her ass was on fire. Screaming did nothing, Adena realized. Her mouth was stuffed. Now her pussy and ass were, too. He began to pull the huge double dildo from her body, then thrust it deeply again. Sweat began to build on Adena's body as she fought for air and tried to escape the pounding her ass and cunt were getting. Logan kept the dildo going with one hand and began to work on her clit with the other. He rubbed it intensely, making it incredibly sensitive. Adena jerked as she felt herself getting close to an orgasm when he suddenly stopped rubbing. She groaned onto his hard dick in frustration. How long was he going to torture her? The torture had only just begun, however. Thrusting the dildo deep into her holes, he carefully pulled back her swollen pussy lips and licked the clit, making it protrude with excitement. Another lick and then he raised his hand and came down quickly, slapping her throbbing clit. Her whole body tensed as she tried to scream again. Another smack. Sweat poured from Adena as she writhed from the pain. Then she felt the comfort of his tongue working her again. The extremes made her feel dizzy and out of control. She tugged at the straps on her arms and legs, causing them to dig deeper into her flesh. Logan's tongue continued to lick up around her clit and then he began nibbling as much as he could, working around the dildo. As the feelings began to build again, Logan once more moved back. Adena went crazy, writhing on the platform, trying to escape what she feared was coming. She tried to shake her head no, but his cock was buried deep within her mouth, rubbing the back of her throat and not allowing much movement. Her body tensed as he once more pulled back her pussy lips and kissed her clit. Another lick, then kiss. Maybe he wouldn't... Then she felt the hand come down once more. Tears flowed freely, going into her hair and mixing with the sweat and saliva that was beginning to make her hair wet. Turning his attention to the dildos once more, Logan began to chant something Adena couldn't understand. The intensity of his thrusting, both in her mouth and her ass and pussy, grew. He was beginning to strain from the effort and their sweaty bodies slid against one another with each plunge into her body. Fighting for breath and feeling the orgasm build yet again, Adena struggled and began pushing her hips up to meet the offending object. Now her ass was getting used to the dildo and the burning sensation had lessened. All she could think of now was the way the dildo worked on her G spot and made her desperate to have a release. Committed Ch. 02 Another deep thrust, then he was back, slurping in her clit, rolling his tongue on and around it, causing Adena's legs to shake. Her cunt lips were pulled back and he licked as far as he could go up and down her sopping slit, then moved back up and licked her clit again. Pulling her clit into his mouth, he bit down. Adena screamed once more as she came, her body thrashing on the St. Andrew's Cross. She couldn't get away from the intensity. Her world began to grow darker. The faint taste of sweet semen filled her mouth and she tried to focus on drinking it down. Her body trembled and she felt the darkness claim her. Committed Ch. 03 Adena stood at the door, deciding whether to knock. It seemed impossible that she was back here, at this house, on the outside of the door, this time wanting in. She stood there, trembling, remembering, unable to move. The memories flooded over her and she thought she might collapse under the weight of them. The morning after their 'marriage' had been strange. She woke up to find herself in a beautiful room. Their room.... The first things she noticed were her nakedness and the soft bed and the wonderful down comforter covering her. She was surrounded by lots of natural fabrics, all very soft and inviting. She sat up and was surprised that Logan didn't have her strapped to the bed or bound in some way. And, thankfully, she had no gag in place. As she moved, her ass felt sore and she remembered the attack that it had been under. How long ago had that been? Hours? A day? She had no concept of time. Moving out of the bed as quietly as she could, she went to the window. It was nailed shut, but she could at least look out. The view was pretty -- it looked out onto a wooded area. She could see no signs of houses anywhere near her. Moving to the other side of the room, she looked out the other window. Nothing. It was nailed shut, too, but had a covering on the outside, so she had no idea what lie beyond her small world. Next she tried the door. It was locked, of course. There was another door and she opened it to discover a closet with several different outfits. All were very feminine and flowing and had a sexy innocence to them. The final door she opened led to a small bathroom. At least now she could shower and use the restroom without waiting for him. She looked at the stall, wishing it was a tub. A bath to soak in after her assault sounded heavenly. Still, she quickly started the water and then selected a sundress to wear. In the shower, the water was turned up as hot as she could stand it, wanting to ease her sore body and wash away the fluids and memories from her last encounter with Logan. "Good morning my Angel, my wife." Adena jumped. When had he opened the door? "I have breakfast ready for us. Enjoy your shower and I'll be waiting for you." Then he was gone, the door closing softly, but loud enough that she at least heard the movement. Taking her time, she finally could put off seeing him again no longer. She toweled off and then wrapped her auburn locks in the towel. She slipped on the sundress and wished for underwear. He had not supplied any. Or, she had yet to find them. Either way, she felt much too exposed as she opened the door and stepped back into the bedroom. What struck her as odd was how relaxed and calm he was. Wearing only pajama bottoms, he was sitting on the bed, leaned back against some pillows. Had she not hated him so much, he would have looked damn sexy with that nice chest and cute dimple as he smiled at her. And his eyes -- they always looked at her as if she were the most important and amazing person in the world. Adena looked away. She didn't want to find anything about this ok or normal. And most of all, she didn't want to find anything about him that she liked. "Come join me, Adena my Angel. We have a good breakfast. Fruit and toast and eggs and sausage. I made it all just for you." It did smell wonderful. She went and sat on the far end of the bed, away from him, and reached across to take her plate. Logan noticed, but said nothing. His smile faded for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. They ate in silence, Adena contemplating where he could have hidden the key to the room and Logan deciding how best to bring up the little bag that he had brought with him. Adena finished her meal and looked around. Standing up, she began to casually pace the room and saw the bag. Perhaps it had the key. She walked towards it. "Oh, good, you see that I brought something for you." Logan's voice made her stop moving. If he wanted her to have it, then she didn't want it. But, perhaps it was a trick to keep her away from it. She continued to the bag. When she unzipped it, however, she saw more than she wanted. Quickly closing it, she dropped it back to the floor. "Hey, be careful with that," Logan laughed, as he watched her expression. "I wasn't sure what you would like, so I got a pretty big selection. Go ahead and open it up. Look through there. You'll be using what you want from it soon." Adena glared at him, but picked up the bag again. Looking through it, she found two different kinds of nipple clamps, a hand-held rabbit clit stimulator, two different sizes of dildos and several types of lotions and lubes. There was another kind of clit stimulator that was supposed to create a vacuum around her clit and massage it, feeling like oral stimulation. She carefully sat the bag down on the bed, thankful at least for no gags or cuffs or anything that looked like it would inflict pain on her. She also noted that she saw nothing that would hold the key to the door. "See anything you like in there? Do you know what some of it is? I'm not sure, now, my Angel, just how pure you are. Have you used things like those before?" Adena glared at him again, saying nothing. In reality, most of what he had in the bag was pretty tame and she had used those items, or things like them, for years. Still she felt no need to share that with him. Very casually, Logan stood and moved the breakfast dishes from the bed and put everything back in the basket that he had brought it up in. Then he sat on the bed next to Adena and pulled the bag so that it rested between them. "I enjoy pleasing you and pleasuring you, but I have a fantasy. I want to watch you pleasure yourself. I have these things so that you can pick what you want to do that. Will you do that for me? Please?" His eyes searched hers, and Adena felt anger rising up in her body. All she wanted was out. She turned away from him for a moment. Then an idea began to formulate. She turned back to him and smiled. "Would you show me first? For me? Would you..." she paused, hoping she looked embarrassed. "Would you pleasure yourself for me first?" Logan's dick twitched at the idea. She wanted to watch him stroke for her. This was better than he could hope for. "We can do it at the same time. I'll walk you through it. We can talk to one another. It will make it better." He smiled at her. "Pick what you want to use and then we can begin." 'Fuck,' she thought, trying to keep an interested smile on her face. She had hoped to have him busy enjoying himself so that she could find the key. If he had it on him, maybe she could catch him off guard. "Maybe you could pick something for me," she said, looking up at him and forcing another smile. Logan felt his heart race. She was going to do it. Without him having to ask her several times or train her. "These are a favorite," he said, pulling out a pair of nipple clamps with a chain that connected them. "Let me help you." He indicated that she take the sundress off and she fought back the urge to scream as she lifted her arms and he slipped the dress over her head. Logan sucked in his breath, looking down at her beautiful breasts. He smiled at her, then bent, taking a breast in his hand and then bringing it to his lips, suckling softly. He grinned as she sucked in her breath. Teasing the nipple, he got it very tight and then sat back up. Moving the small metal ring that opened and closed the clamp, he opened it wide and took her nipple between his fingers. Pulling it tight, he placed the clamp at the base of her nipple and then slid the ring towards the end, making it tight on her puckered nub. "Tight enough?" he asked, his eyes connecting with hers. Adena nodded, trying to hold her breathing to a even rate. She had always loved clamps and he had just prepared her better than anyone ever had in her life. She looked away from his searching eyes and let out a long, slow breath. Repeating the process with her other breast, Logan soon had the clamps on Adena. He tugged on the chain and she moved her torso to him. He grinned and kissed her lips. Adena pulled back, but stopped as the clamp pulled tight. Using the chain, he held her in place and licked her lips, kissing them softly. She moaned and tried to look away. Logan's dick was hard now. It pushed against his pants and he knew there was a good deal of pre-cum pooled on his cock head by now. He was glad that they would be pleasuring themselves together now. At first, he had only wanted to watch her. Now, he shook his head, wondering how he thought he would be able to watch without cumming, too. "What else?" he asked, his voice thick with excitement and desire. "You pick," she said again. "You did a very good job with these." Though she was trying to stroke his ego, she was also telling the truth. She might actually be able to enjoy this now. Logan looked over the remaining toys in the bag and pulled out the small, purple rabbit. It was like a bullet with ears and had a remote that activated it. The remote controlled the rate of vibration. "This. I don't want to see anything but me deep inside you now that you are my wife. But, this, it should make you happy. Do you know how to use it?" Coyly, she shook her head no. Logan's breathing became tighter as he looked down to her beautiful nether lips. "Move up on the bed," he whispered, indicating where he had been earlier. "Lean against the pillows. Then, open your legs." Adena did as she was told and forced herself to use her fingers to open herself to him. Her only encouragement was the moan of lust that Logan released as he gazed at her pussy. She could have laughed as he turned on the rabbit and moved it between her legs. He paused and looked up at her. "This is used on your clitoris. I think you'll like it." He touched the vibrating ears to her clit and Adena jumped. Damn... she had forgotten just how great one of those could feel. "You do it now," he said, moving his hand so that she could take the small object from him. She took the small rabbit and moved it so that it was lower than she needed. It still felt good, but now it would easily take her twice as long to lose herself. Maybe if she got him going.... she would be able to find that key. Moaning to him, she moved a hand to her nipple and began rubbing a finger over the sensitive tip. She felt a very real jolt of electricity shoot down her nipple and directly to her clit. Damn... she couldn't do that any more. Not and stay focused.... "Keep doing that, Angel. I love the way that looks." Adena looked to the other end of the bed. Logan had lost his pajamas and was now lying across the end of the bed with a very hard dick in his hand. He stroked his shaft slowly, massaging the head as he got to the end, spreading the leaking pre-cum around his palm before sliding down his shaft again. Another jolt of electricity. She hated him. She hated him for taking her. She hated him for loving her in this bizarre way. She hated him for making her body react to his sick and twisted desires. Continuing to finger her nipple, she moved the rabbit up to her clit for moment, then quickly moved it away. She had to concentrate. "I love the way you moan," he said softly as his hand continued to pump slowly up and down the length of his impressive shaft. 'Did I moan?' she thought and let out a slow breath, looking past him to his pants on the floor. She wondered if she could get to them and find the key before he could stop her. A sound from him brought her back from her planning and she saw his eyes locked on her clit, his hand moving faster now. "Enjoy it, Angel. Let yourself go. I want to see you cum for me. I know you can. Please. Do it for me." Adena caught her breath. Why did she find this exciting? She wanted out, away from this fucking nutcase. Still, she allowed her eyes to drift to his hand. "Yes, Angel... enjoy me enjoying you." Adena allowed the ears of the rabbit to move up to her clit again and she sucked in her breath. Damn, that felt good. Her fingers began to pull on her nipple and she felt a rush of moisture between her legs. "That's it, Adena my Angel. Please... cum for me. I see you like it." Logan's hand was stroking quickly now, the other cupping his balls and pulling the skin tight this way and that. Adena could tell by his breathing that he was close. If she could get him to go just a bit more... maybe she could find the key and get out. Purposefully moaning more and watching his hands, which he seemed to like, Adena began to perform. True, she was actually getting excited, but she could control it if it meant escaping this fucking place. "Ohhh....Logan....stroke for me, Baby... Stroke for me..." Hearing her say his name made Logan's eyes close as he spurted spunk across the bed. He stroked and stroked while the squirting stream flowed from his body. Adena moaned and moved on the bed, trying to move to the side without him noticing. She moved carefully, trying not to disturb him as he jacked off and finally came. One...more....move...and.... She was off the bed and rushing for the pants. She felt for a pocket or anything that could be a key. Nothing...nothing...nothing... Then -- she felt something! In the leg -- at the bottom -- something hard. She began frantically searching for the opening to release the key. "What are you doing, Angel?" She froze and looked up at him. He was still hard and now standing by the bed, looking down at her with disapproving eyes. Adena grabbed the pants and tried to make it to the bathroom. He beat her to the door. "Why, Angel? Why are you doing this?" Adena's hands still searched for the opening to get the key. Finally, a small slit that had been sewn into the pants! Her fingers worked to retrieve the key as she stepped back away from him, now moving to the main door. "You can't leave me, Adena. You are my wife. You love me. I love you. We will be together forever." Adena was shaking her head no as tears flowed down her face. She felt such rage and knew she had to get away. Her fingertips grasped the key and she turned to the door. She felt like she was moving in slow motion. Nothing was moving fast enough. The key in her hand ... moving to the lock on the door... his voice behind her... her sensing his movement towards her. She fumbled with the key before finally getting it in the lock. Then his hand was on hers. She looked up at him. "Don't do it. Please. Remember, there is always an easy way and a hard way. This could still be a beautiful moment." Time stood still. She looked up at him. He would come for her. He would always come for her. She wouldn't make it out the door before he had her back in his grasp. She had missed the opportunity. Fighting back a sob, she stopped and opened her hand for him to take the key. "That is my girl, my Angel." Something snapped in her. She didn't want to be his Angel. She was Adena. Suddenly turning her hand so that it became a fist with the key sticking out slightly, she brought it straight down and back, keying him in the dick. Logan let out an ungodly scream and she saw him double over as she fought to get the door open once more. He began grabbing for her ankles, mumbling, as she kicked him away and worked on the lock. She heard the click and laughed, looking down and kicking him once more. Pulling the door open, she took off running. Down the hallway... down the stairs...looking. Frantically looking for the front door. Any door. She came to the kitchen first. She tried the door, but it was bolted and needed a key to unlock it. Turning, she ran in the other direction. "It is no use, Angel," he said, as Logan grabbed Adena as she tried to run past. Taking her by the hair and twisting one arm behind her back, he half drug, half pushed her back up the stairs and to their room. Throwing her on the bed, he reached into the top drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a pair of cuffs. They were not a standard issue, and had more links, giving the person wearing them about a foot of movement space. Grabbing one arm, he pulled it down low and cuffed her to the bed frame. "Why? Why do you always pick the hard way? This was so beautiful and then you messed it up." Sitting on the bed, Logan pulled her over his legs, her head dangling next to her arms and the bed railing. She tried to squirm away, but it was no use. Her arm ached when she tried to pull because of the angle. "You will learn that there is an easy way -- my preferred way -- and a hard way -- apparently your preferred way. However, in the end, I will have what I want." His voice had lost that loving edge that she was accustomed to and she screamed out as his bare hand came down hard on her left ass cheek. "Logan, that hurt! Stop!" He said nothing, but tightened his grip on her torso. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room as his hand made contact again, this time on her right buttock. She began crying and screaming, wiggling, trying to get out of his reach. But it was no good. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! His hand made full contact and her ass cheeks were glowing red and he could see the imprint of his hand easily now. He could feel the heat and knew it must hurt. Adena's ass was on fire and she did everything in her power to pull away from him or put her hand between his and her ass. Nothing worked, however, as he continued to punish her for trying to leave. "Please," she whimpered to him. "It hurts. And I was already sore.... Please stop, Logan. Please..." He heard his name from her lips and his dick twitched, moving against her pelvis as she lay across him. "Yes, my Angel. That is enough." He moved her softly, slowly, so that her head was resting on the floor and her ass was in his face. He kissed the red marks softly, using his tongue to help soften the stinging. He moved her easily, this way and that, until he had kissed all the fingerprints and her ass was not only glowing a soft pink, but glistened from his trail of salvia as he worshipped her abused buttocks. Logan then moved and pulled her up onto the bed. He tossed her the rabbit and then moved forward, arranging them on the bed. Pushing her back up against the pillows, he grabbed a leg and pulled it over and around him, so that he now sat between her legs and had easy access to her. Adena couldn't sit straight because of the cuffs and her still aching ass, but she complied as best she could as he moved her like a ragdoll. She winced as he pushed her to the pillows, her arm not having much give. "Now, cum for me, Angel. You were close before, and we'll get you close again." He hit the remote on the rabbit and it began to vibrate in her hand. He put his hand over hers and pushed it down to her exposed folds. Sliding it up and down her wet slit a few times, he grinned as she reacted. "You're still wet from before, Angel. You can't pretend that you don't enjoy this." Adena said nothing, glaring at him but not daring to incur more of his wrath. The ears of the rabbit vibrated against her clit and she sucked in air. Damn. She didn't want this. She didn't want to do this for him. She...sighed and moaned softly as he expertly moved the rabbit around, teasing and torturing her clit. Adena closed her eyes and leaned back. She felt him moving around her, but did nothing. If she was going to have to do this, then she would at least enjoy it. The pressure on her chained arm shifted and she could move it more easily. She jumped only slightly as she felt his hand cover hers. Logan took her chained hand and placed it back on her puckered nipple. The clamps were still in place and it made the exposed ends even that much more sensitive. Using his fingers to manipulate hers, she began rubbing and rolling her nipple between her fingers. Committed Ch. 03 Her other hand was still moving the rabbit. Logan slowly moved back so that he wasn't touching her and marveled at the beautiful woman, his wife, now masturbating for him. She could stop at any moment, for he was not controlling her now. But she continued, a half smile on her face as she moaned and began to grind her wet cunt against the rabbit. Adena was lost in the moment. Nothing was around her. Not Logan, not the bedroom, not the house... she focused only on her moment of pleasure. As her orgasm began to build, she thrust her hips and ground her pussy against the rabbit, wishing it was bigger. She wanted to feel her pussy being filled as it had the night before. Her fingers worked quickly on her nipple, pulling, tugging, enjoying. She moaned again and her breathing grew faster and she opened her mouth, panting. "Oooohhhh....ooooohhh...ahhhh....yessss.....uuuummmmmm.....Oooooohhh." She whimpered as she rounded the corner and the huge orgasm carried her past reasoning or understanding for the moment. Her legs bucked and her back arched. The hand that had been on her nipple was now grabbing the cover around her and her other hand continued to slowly move the rabbit, hoping for O two before O one had even completely finished. Adena felt a shift on the bed and then the rabbit was moved. Her eyes opened to see Logan just inches from her as he moved into place. Sliding her down towards him, she felt his cock at the entrance to her pussy lips. He moaned and slid in a little and she found that her back arched to meet him. Soon they were moving as one, his dick deep within her, his balls slapping as he thrust. His arms were around her, cradling her, and she wrapped her long, slender legs around his hips, helping him to go deeper. The angle was perfect and he soon had her screaming as she experienced a g-spot orgasm that made the first O of the night seem tame. They came almost together, with him starting just seconds after she began screaming and begging him to keep going. After both had been satisfied, they fell asleep, Logan holding her close. ..... Adena pulled herself from the memory. She was still standing on the outside of the house. Still trying to understand what brought her back. She had lived with Logan for three months before she finally devised a way to get away from him. He had treated her like a queen and she hated every moment of it. He had given her intense orgasms as well as made her learn many ways to pleasure herself for him. She had sworn that one day, he would pay for the abuse. However, when she finally got away, she didn't even press charges. She couldn't bring herself to do it. She just wanted to forget it had all happened and walk away. Create a new life. And she did. She moved to a new state and began life again. It had been almost a year since she had made her escape. She had dated a few guys, but none excited her. Adena knew she had probably scared one to death when she told him to punish her for not doing something that he had asked. The look on his face told her that he didn't understand, and never would. She found herself thinking of Logan. Adena wondered what he was doing and if he thought of her. And, now, here she was, having come to town for a cousin's birthday, she stayed an extra day so that she could come back to this house. The knob turned and Logan suddenly stood in front of her. He looked surprised, then smiled. "My Angel. You are home. I knew you would come back." He opened the door wider and stepped back. Adena stepped inside and looked around. Things were more or less as she remembered. "I was just preparing dinner. Put your things down on the couch and come help me." Adena put her purse and jacket on the couch and walked to the kitchen entrance. Logan moved past her and opened the refrigerator. Out came lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, carrots and celery. Indicating all of the items he put on the bar, he looked over to Adena, who was still standing in the doorway. "Make yourself useful, Angel. Make us a salad while I prepare the chicken." "Make me." Logan looked over to her. He tilted his head slightly and his eyes took in every detail about her. The flowing skirt and the feminine white shirt. It was cool out for her to be wearing those clothes. "Angel, make us the salad." Adena glared at him. "Make me." Logan smiled, then sighed. "Adena, my Angel, you will learn that there is an easy way -- my preferred way -- and a hard way -- apparently your preferred way. However, in the end, I will have what I want." He marched over to her and grabbed her wrist. She began to struggle against him. Yanking her hard, he pulled her close enough that he was able to give her a few good swats to her cheeks. He noticed how she arched her back as he raised his hand, giving him better access to her ass. He smiled again. "I'm sorry, my love, but you will be punished until you do as I said." Adena felt herself grow moist. She smiled. She was home.