You slowly opened your eyes and tried to gather your senses, feeling like when you got anesthesia one time at the hospital, but the slow recognition quickly became shock and struggle, you didn't even have time to try and recognize where you were because you noticed you were immobilized. You couldn't move your mouth, your arms and could barely squirm with your legs, because your entire body from the chest down was tightly tied up with tape and you were gagged.
Were you kidnapped? How? The last thing you remembered was receiving a bag from your aunt when you were going to unpack your things on the guest room. Was your aunt captured too? You looked at the room and noticed must be a basement or something, because the place didn't seem to have any natural light. You couldn't look behind you because of your restrictions, and the only other things you could see where an AC system, a lightbulb that provided dim light to the room and walls covered up by curtains.
It seems you were alone, so you tried to think about how to escape but nothing came up, you were unable to move and had no hope of removing the tape by yourself. All you could do was throw some muffled cries for help until someone showed up.
Minutes felt like hours as you waited and asked yourself and God why were you suffering through this, until finally you heard a door open. You started to cry as loud as you can when you heard the sound of high heels making their way slowly, and calmed down when a voice told you to "relax, sweetie".. It was your Aunt! and it seemed she was going to rescue you.
However, when she entered your field in vision you saw something odd, she was wearing some kind of leather dress and it looked like she was using different makeup now than when she greeted you.. What was going on? You started squirming and shouting through your gag again when she got near you and only caressed your head with her hand instead of freeing you.
"You are safe Patty" she told you in an apologetic tone "this is just another room of the house.. But I needed you to help me with something.. something personal" you shut up expecting her to explain and finally free you but your eyes opened wide when instead she just decided to sit on top of your immobile body, and she lifted the dress a bit to reveal she wasn't wearing anything behind it
"I know you would have probably refused so I had to do this.. Sorry Patty but it's been so long, I REALLY need this" she said with a voice that mixed lust, desperation, tenderness and a bit of pain. You cried as loudly as you could while she got closer to your face, her skin making contact with your exposed chest and finally getting just in front of your face.
What followed after felt a nightmare, as Laura lifted your head and finally made contact with your face in the way she wanted to. You closed your eyes and didn't dare oepning them again as your nose and cheeks felt the constant friction and caught the smell of her excitement. Everything after seemed to become a mix of hazy sensations, friction, soreness, smells or sex and sweat, shouts, cries, tears, and soon after flavor, despite being gagged. At some point a sweet smell, very different from any of the previous ones and oddly familiar, overwhelmed you completely and you passed out, not fully being able to process everything that just happened.
**
When you woke up you were at the guest room, your bags next to the bed. You slowly opened your eyes and tried to gather your senses, noticing everything seemed normal except for the fact you felt an odd freshness in your body. You thought nothing of it and getting up you opened the door, finding the familiar hallway and even the noises of someone in the living room, probably one of your cousins. You scratched your head after you checked everything in your bags was still there, and started unpacking slowly. Was it just a nightmare? but it felt so real..
You went on with your unpacking and almost conclude it was just a bad dream save for two things, the first one was that you remembered your aunt gave you a duffle bag and now it was nowhere to be found now, the second that you went to the bathroom once you finished unpacking and looking at yourself in the mirror your haircut looked a bit funny, while your face seemed to be slightly sore for some reason. But your aunt wouldn't do something like that to you, would she?
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