2 comments/ 5802 views/ 4 favorites Dungeon Desires Ch. 02 By: MissDXX I woke with a start to cold water splattered on my face. It reminded me that I haven't recently eaten and I was hungry. The water dripped onto my mouth and I gratefully accepted it. Its' coldness was so comforting in this dungeon I woke up in. My arms ached and all I could do was think about the ensuing pain. It helped me keep my mind off the assault that occurred when exactly? I couldn't tell time anymore and gave up trying to tell anymore. My blindfold remained on my face as the water continued to drip onto my face. "good girl, Sadie" he stated as a matter of fact. "You must be hungry." I felt a shift on the bed as he repositioned himself. He came over to feed me. "Open up" as now there was pressure of his finger on my lips "and take it all down. Wipe my fingers clean". He forced my mouth open as he shoved his fingers inside my mouth. I nearly gagged from the motion and by the terrible taste of the cold and soft textured porridge he feed me. "Clean them" and I did as he commanded completely humiliated by the experience. My body yearned for the food and I did as he asked not caring anymore just thankful for some nourishment. On he continued until he decided I was done. He must have had a bowl because he never moved during the entire time. As the bed shifted, I thought it was over. But I was wrong. "I'm not done with you yet" as he walked in the room, moved some things and came back to the same spot. The thought of him so close sent shivers down my spine as my mind went crazy with thoughts of what he had planned. I felt his fingers traced the hairline on my forehead. Very gently he made his motions as he noticed my apprehension. "There, there. I will have my pleasure now. You won't deny me now will you Sadie?" My heart raced in my chest as my mind continued with the endless torment he enjoyed inflicting on me. Suddenly he grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked it back and I cried out from the pain. He asked again this time as he leaned in closer to my ear. "Will you Sadie?" I collected my thoughts and focused on my words as I somehow muttered "no". "Good. I want to fuck your mouth. I want to feel your lips on me, taking it all down. You will lick every part and not spill a drop. You will wait for my permission to swallow my cum." Without waiting for any response, he forced his entire shaft into my mouth. He pushed hard and was completely inside in one thrust. I nearly gagged from the brutality. He had complete control as he held onto my hair. He guided himself back and forth inside my mouth and all I could do was try and take my mind off how much I wanted to gag. I relaxed my mouth the best I could but it went on and on. At some point I grew accustomed to him being inside my mouth. His cock was big enough to cause my mouth to ache at the sides. All I could do was pray that it would end soon. He kept shoving himself harder and deeper with every thrust until he slowed down slightly and his body tensed. I knew he was about to come. The thought of tasting him inside me completely revolted me yet I knew that he was almost done. Then maybe he would leave me alone afterwards and this was all he wanted for today. With one last thrust he came in the back of my mouth. Some went down my throat but he stated that I must wait for his permission to swallow. Another thrust and he squirted out more and it seemed that there was a lot. It took everything I had not to swallow. He pulled out and dictated "swallow" which I thankfully did. He had a bitter taste and I hated his taste, I hated everything about this man, my rapist. As he pushed his tip again to my lips and said "open. It's time to clean up now." Without hesitation, I did as he shoved himself inside me again. I licked his shaft from top to bottom as he pulled my head still with his tight grip on my hair in the right direction. He pulled out and walked away, moved some things and came back to stand beside the bed. I felt my arm restraints loosen and the blindfold as he ripped it off. It took several moments to adjust to the room and to see again. It was a relief to have it off my face. I sat up the best I could with the restraints on my feet and saw he had a black mask over his face. As my eyes adjusted and I could rub my wrists for the first time as they ached, I saw what he had been doing throughout his time with me. The long pole that sparkled in the darkness was a tripod. He had been videotaping his sessions with me. Given that I heard all that clicking, that did not surprise me. Without any dignity left, what he did with those videos he took of his conquer in this dungeon was left racing through my mind. He wanted me to see it and I felt completely ashamed. He had completely humiliated me and I am left with nothing now. He was right. He said my life as I knew it would end. It did but in ways I had never imagined through fear, humiliation and degradation. My mind burned with hatred for him. I vowed in that moment that he could do whatever he wanted to my body but not my mind. Pain, humiliation, fear, degradation was his form of control. He could do what he wanted but he would never have my mind. With that, I looked at him and asked "what is next, Master? I won't deny you your pleasure." He paused and looked at me through his mask. He was naked outside of the mask. He had a lean, muscular built and I could tell that he had the strength to overpower me. I was forced to comply. He wanted me to feel powerless and I did. He wanted me to see his powerful body and be intimidated by its strength. Without hesitation, he came over and stood by my feet. He glared into my eyes as stood over me, looking at my body. Minutes went by as I laid there helpless to the assault from his eyes as he abruptly commanded "lay back". I did. He climbed onto the bed as I felt the bed move. Next, he was on top of me and he glared into my eyes. "Don't deny me now. I want your hands above your head." I did as he asked. He tied them together and then to the bed so now I was completely under his control. He started to touch my body, from head to foot. His touch revolted me and I could smell him all over me. I wanted to him to stop but had little choice. I had to let him do as he wanted. He made his way down to my private area and he rubbed my shaved skin. Just like he did the last time. He must have enjoyed shaving me as I saw him marvel at his work again. I felt his hot breath on my private area and I knew what he wanted to do. He placed his fingers inside me and finger fucked me hard and fast. He felt everywhere inside me and then pulled out his fingers. I saw him sit up as he put those same fingers into his mouth. "You taste nice" and smiled at me. It made my stomach turn. I laid there and he continued to put his fingers back inside. He hit my G spot and it sent pleasure once again through my body. Seeing my reaction, he did it harder and faster. "You're wet" he huskily said and then pulled his fingers out. I felt the tip of his erect penis against my folds as he gripped my hips and thrust himself inside me. It took my breath away as he thrust hard and fast. My body reacted against my mind wanted and I couldn't handle how pleasurable it was to be fucked by him. My rapist wanted this from me but I couldn't deny its' effect on my body. I couldn't deny that I wanted to come and he could tell. I felt the surge throughout my body and I tensed up as he continued the torment on my body. "Yes. Come my little slut. You are such a slut, you want this. Your body tells me as much!" I was ashamed that he was right. He brought it on, with the touch and caress of his hands on my body. How could I not but have my body react like this? He did it on purpose and he knew I would react like that. My body betrayed me as I laid there as a forced participant. We both climaxed at the same time. When it was over, I hated my own body. It betrayed me time and again with him but that was what he wanted. As soon as he pulled out he smirked and said "still a slut tied up and videotaped for everyone to see. What a show you put on Sadie. Leave your legs open. I want to see my cum drip down from your body." He dressed and left the room. He had his pleasure again tonight. I cried as I laid there, as I felt completely helpless. How do I get out of this dungeon of mine? This place of torment and shame. I let the tears fall around my face as my body trembled from despair. I cried about the future here and the unknown. What will he do next time he visited with dungeon. A dungeon of fear and of desire all at same time. My mind wandered over to the video camera as it sat on the tripod as it filmed me. Did he watch me right at this minute? Fear crippled my senses and as the tears continued to flow. I had never felt so helpless and alone. I will let him have this pleasure as I knew he watched from a distance. Just this once. Dungeon Desires Ch. 03 I knew no one would be looking for me. No one cared if I was alive or dead. I had not spoken to my parents in years and I was the only child. I had some friends but not anyone I was close to. As I looked back, I was the perfect person for this. Not a soul would miss me as I laid here desperate for an end. The tears were long gone. I held onto my faith as I silently prayed that my time in this dungeon would end. Since I had nothing but time right now, I would go through moments of anger and hate to sorrow and grief. I wondered why this happened to me. What did I do to deserve this? I hated that man for everything he has forced on me. But I knew that I needed to get a grip on it or I would lose it. So I kept my faith that this nightmare would end. Each day became a routine. I would expect him to come and it was always the same. How he love to torment me. I bent to his will every time. Today I knew he was coming but with something. I heard clunk after clunk as he came down some stairs. At least I knew I was in a cellar or basement. It would explain why I heard little from the outside world. That door was my only hope of escape. As he opened the door, all I could see was him pushing some contraption into the room. It looked like a large X. I had never seen anything like it in my life. He pushed it into a corner of the room. As turned around, he stopped and gazed at me. "We are going to have some fun. You will not deny me." He dismissed me and went back to that contraption of his. Once completed, he walked towards the video camera and set it up facing it. This isn't good as cold chills went down my spine. I had panicked inside. I had little idea what that thing was not what he had in store. I just knew that the camera was there to video tape me. He stopped using the mask long ago. I have seen his face many times yet I never learned his name. I believed him to be in his mid 30s with blonde hair and blue piercing eyes. I would know his face anywhere if I ever were to see him again. There he was again in this dungeon with me. Here for his 'playtime' as he termed it. Yet I feared everything of him. It seemed the more he inflicted these horrific, sadistic ways on me; the more he got off on it. He laughed if I cried. He wanted to see them some more. When I screamed out in pain, he would try to pleasure me. Touch me in ways that I could not control. Here he was again as the assault was planned to continue. He approached the bed and unfastened the foot restraints for the first time. Finally my legs were free. The heavenly bliss to move them again overtook me. He loosened my hands as well. Yet when he undid one, he replaced it with a cuff linked with a chain. Then did the same with the other. The cuffs were linked together so I wasn't completely free. He yanked me to my feet and I fell against him. He smirked as he ran his hands all over body. I hated him for that. When he had his full, he pulled the chain and forced me to follow. Panic set in and my heart raced. I feared the worst as he forced me towards this contraption. I knew I had to do something and scanned the room for anything. I saw my opportunity and reached for it. That tripod. I grabbed it and forced it with all my strength against this beast that kept me in chains. In a flash he fell to the floor as I stood there holding the weapon I used. He was out cold. My heart raced and my breathing deepened as I turned towards the door and ran. Up the stairs towards the only door at the end of a dark hallway. Light reflected underneath it so I knew this was the end. I pushed the door and it swung open to feel the warm air outside. I was held captive in some kind of underground liar. It took a second for my eyes to adjust to deep blue sky. I thought I would never see the light of day again. I scanned about seeing a gravel road. I ran towards it and left that place behind. I could feel the wind in my hair as everything else became blurred. . My focus was to run as fast as I could towards that road. I did not look back once to see if he was in pursuit. The road was short and came to end to a much larger highway. It was busy with cars driving by so I ran right into it. I stood in the middle as I yelled and screamed for someone to stop. Anyone. Frantically I waved as adrenaline pumped through my veins. Someone was sure to stop as I was naked and in chains. "Please help me!" I begged and screamed as tears once again flowed down my face. So engrossed with getting someone to stop I never heard the screech as it came from behind. At the last possible moment I turned. It was too late. I felt myself on the ground and just before sheer blackness consumed me; I saw the most open and caring deep brown eyes as a strange man leaned down towards me. He bent down to help me and to cover me with a blanket. A stranger with such kindness and tenderness as he looked at me. Finally knew then that I was now safe. I let the darkness consume me as I felt him gingerly touch my face. "You'll be okay. Just hold on. Police are on the way" I heard him tenderly say. His focus was on my face and nothing else. He stared at me and I saw into his kind soul and knew I was finally home. I woke up frightened and confused. Fear took over as I thought of him. Was he here? It took a second as my mind raced with images of him again. Yet I was in a soft bed and the room was white. Sun spilled into the room and I knew that this was a hospital bed. I was safe. I survived. He is gone now and I have my life back. As I felt relieved as my dungeon was gone. I was free! I fell back asleep and thought of the kind man with the deep brown eyes. I wasn't dreaming. I was safe. I woke up again to sound of voices in the room. There were two men in the corner talking as I watched them from my bed. They noticed I was awake and came over to talk to me. "You're okay Sadie. We are doctors. We are here to help you. Do you remember anything?" "Yes, yes I did. Where is the man with the brown eyes that saved me? I want to see him. I want to thank him." "You will. He has asked about you. But now, we must focus on you. You are famous Sadie. Everyone has heard about what happened to you. Do you feel that you can talk about it? The police have been patiently waiting. They caught him and found what they needed. But they need to speak with you." "Yes. After meeting that man. What is his name?" "Ben. We'll get him for you." I met Ben a day later and we talked to each other for quite a while. He understood everything about me and helped me work through what happened. I felt safe with him and agreed to come back the next day to visit. I grew to welcome his visits and we spent much time together. He helped me through it and I felt like I had my life back. He told me that I was a survivor and to be thankful for every day. He was like an angel sent from above. He was exactly what I needed and helped me get through each day. The press wanted to talk to me and he was there to help support me all the way. I was lucky to escape. My hell ended the day I met Ben. We celebrate it as an anniversary for the end of something very horrible but as a new beginning of something wonderful. My life.