Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby skybird137 » Sat May 21, 2011 3:46 am

Claire in the Car



Part One



Claire’s birthday started just like any other. It was not going to end like that though.

Claire got up and went through her usual routine, then got dressed and decided to go out for the day. She decided to wear trainers, cheap black slacks and a white tank top. I have no idea what is going to happen today, so I might as well wear something that I won’t mind losing.

Suddenly, Claire saw Van peek out from the corner. “Claire, I need your help, please. I’ve dropped my keys down here.”

Is that the best you can come up with today? Claire groaned. I thought that they would come up with something a bit fancier.

Claire walked around the corner to help Van ‘find her keys’ and she already noticed the two men following her. There was a large car parked there with the boot open.

This is so obvious, thought Claire Maybe they don’t want to scare me? Well, I’m here anyway.

“Well, Van I take it that I’m being kidnapped for my birthday.” Claire commented. “Did you want me to know what was going on?”

“We just wanted to make sure that you were okay. I got a bad feeling about today, for some reason, so I decided to do it gently. I had visions of you screaming blue murder at the top of your voice.” Van said.

“Don’t be so superstitious.” Claire said. “Today’s going to turn out just fine. What do I do, just put my hands behind my back?”

“You can say no this time, if you want. In fact I’d be happier if you did.”

The two men were finally beside Claire. She calmly put her hands behind her back and she was gently handcuffed. The other man handcuffed her ankles together and Van gently placed a large red ball-gag into Claire’s mouth. The straps were buckled tightly at the back of Claire’s neck.

The two men carried Claire over to the car and laid her on her front in the boot. Her slacks and top were carefully cut off, leaving her in just her undies. Next, her elbows were bound with another pair of cuffs, and a final pair of cuffs were used to hogtie her.

Claire, now completely helpless, looked up at Van and gave her a smile. “Just shake your head and I’ll call the whole thing off.” Van said. “I really think today is unlucky.”

Claire just lowered her head to the floor. Don’t worry. The day will be just fine.

Van shut the boot of the car and then banged on the lid. “We’re going now,” she said “Brace yourself.” Claire heard a car door shut and then the engine started up. She then rocked a little as the car started to move.

The car was being driven carefully, as attracting attention would not be a good idea. After all, you would have a few problems explaining why you have a bound and gagged woman in the boot of your car if you were stopped by the police.

Eventually the car stopped. Claire waited. After a short while, the boot opened. It was Van. “I brought breakfast.” Van put down a carton of orange juice with a straw and a bowl, full of cereal with some milk. “Enjoy it.”

Claire “Mmpphh’d” at Van through her gag. How am I supposed to eat it while gagged!

Van bent over and removed Claire’s gag, then she got a spoon full of cereal and offered it to Claire. Claire opened her mouth and took the spoon with the cereal. Then she took a sip of the orange juice. This was repeated, until the meal was completed. “All done.” Claire said.

“Open wide.” Claire opened her mouth and was tightly ball-gagged again. The boot was closed, and again Van banged on the lid. “Get ready.”

Claire prepared for the car to start moving and then she was on her way again. She was driven around for a little while and then the car stopped. The boot lid was raised and Van was there again. She had a squirty cream can. Claire was now rolled onto her back by Van, and then Van shook the can. She held Claire’s head and squirted a piece of cream on Claire’s nose and cheeks. Then Van squirted some more cream from Claire’s chin to the top of her bra. Finally she squirted cream from the bottom of Claire’s bra, right down to her panties.

“Now.” Said Van “I can either smear this all over your body, or I can lick it off. It’s your choice”. Claire glared at Van. “So you want it smeared then.” Claire shook her head.

Van started to lick the cream, first off Claire’s nose and then off her cheeks. Then Van started slowly on the cream going down Claire’s neck. Van took a lot of time with the final piece of cream, at one point tickling Claire’s navel with her tongue. Claire giggled with that. Finally all of the cream was cleaned off Claire.

“Time to go.” Van said. She closed the lid of the boot, and banged on it.

Again the car started, and again they were travelling somewhere. After a while they stopped again and Van opened the door. She had a riding crop with her.

She wouldn’t dare! Claire thought. Come on, she- OWW!! That hurt! Claire twisted and turned but there was no escape from the stinging blows landing on her bottom, making her squeal through her gag. “Mmpphh! MMPPHH!!” cried Claire.

After a few minutes, the spanking stopped. The same procedure was repeated, lid closed, a bang on the lid, a message, and then the car moved to a different location.

Sometimes Claire would be fed, sometimes tickled or spanked, and this went on throughout the day. By the early evening, her bottom was feeling somewhat sore and she was also a little worn out from being in the boot all day.

After another spanking, Van said to Claire, “Well, that’s it. I just need to go to a store, pick up a few things and then we are going to the party. It should take no more than five minutes” Van shut the lid, banged it and drove the car away.

It was not long before the car stopped. Clair heard the car door closed, which meant Van had got out of the car. I hope she will be back soon! It’s getting uncomfortable now and I want to get out of this car... Wait! What the hell was that! Was that two doors closing?

Claire listened in shock as the engine started up. She also heard a muffled scream from a distance. It was Van!

Claire now realised with a growing horror, that Van had left the keys in the ignition and that the car had been stolen, with her in the boot!


End of part one
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Re: Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby skybird137 » Sun May 22, 2011 12:53 am

Claire In the Car




Part Two


As the car sped away, Claire rolled around in the boot, bumping into things. With the speed and the sharp turns affecting her, she also started to feel nauseous. No, please, that can’t happen here, oh God, NO! Claire knew very well what could happen to her, if this driving went on. To her relief, the driving calmed down and became sedate, allowing her stomach to settle. I could have died if this had carried on much longer.

Questions started going through Claire’s mind. Are they just taking it for a joyride or to sell? If it’s to joyride, hopefully, they’ll abandon it somewhere. If it’s to sell, then I’m in real trouble. The car will be checked out, and they’ll find me here, already bound and gagged. I might have well have a sign on me that says ‘please rape me‘ Oh God, no! Don’t let that happen!

Claire worked herself up into a panic and screamed like crazy for a minute. After her throat started to ache, she stopped screaming and tried to calm herself down. Van said I’d scream blue murder, and she was right. She tried to warn me about today, but I wouldn’t listen. I feel so stupid right now!

Eventually, the car came to a halt. Claire heard the car doors closing, and now heard voices outside the car. “Well, it is a nice rental car, so it should fetch a good price, plus we have made the quota for the shipment tomorrow. Now let’s check the boot for any goodies.”

Claire braced herself for the inevitable. The boot lid was raised and her helpless, bound body was exposed to the three criminals looking at her. There was a man with long, fair hair and a beard, a bald man, and a man with only one eye.

“Well, we really have hit the jackpot today, just think of the fun we can have with her. And she cannot even do anything to stop us.” The man with one eye stepped forward and reached down toward Claire. She screamed through her gag. In one swift move, the long-haired man drew a knife, pulled-one eyes head back with one hand and held the knife at his throat.

“How many times must you be told! You do not mess with the merchandise! This girl is more valuable than today’s quota, and you know how the boss deals with those who damage his goods. Do you remember what happened to Jim?! He wrecked a valuable car, and the boss sent the remains to his parents. The thing was that they lived in separate states.” The long-haired man said. He threw one-eye to the ground and kicked him.

One-eye glared at the man with the long hair and the beard, “We could have shared her, John and then disposed of her later. The boss wouldn’t know.”

John kicked him again “Don’t even think about it! If you even so much as think it, I’ll kill you myself. That girl is probably worth 50 grand. And I can do worse than kill you. Now, both of you go. I will deal with the girl.” The two men walked out of the garage area.

“Bloody thugs.” John said. “I’m sorry about that. These guys are real monsters.” He reached for Claire. She screamed. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you, but please follow my instructions. Some others here are evil.” John got a key and unlocked the cuffs connecting her wrists to her ankles. “I am going to get you out of the boot now, please don’t panic.” John carefully got Claire out of the boot. “Now, I’m going to remove the cuffs around your ankles. You must resist the temptation to run away, if you fail someone may kill you, or worse. Do you understand?” Claire nodded.

This one’s different from the others. They just wanted to rape and then kill me. I think John just saved my life! I need to get on his good side and stay there.

John unlocked the cuffs around Claire’s ankles. “I am going to take you to the Boss, now. If you behave, your chances of surviving this will be greatly increased.” John took Claire’s right arm and led her out of the garage. Claire kept looking left and right. “I know what you’re thinking, that there’s a way out. Forget it, it’s impossible for a person with their hands free, let alone cuffed as you are. Best if you keep going with me.”

Claire walked with John into a corridor, and then down that corridor to an office room. Behind the desk was an enormously obese person. “Boss, I’ve brought the girl for you to see.”

Boss looked at the Claire, and she tried not to tremble. “Paul told me that you kicked him. Is that true?” he asked.

“Yes, it is Boss. He was about to play with the merchandise, and I didn’t want us to lose any money. That creature would have assaulted and killed her, and we would be out by fifty grand.” John answered.

“Well,” said Boss “You’re in charge of her until ‘He’ comes for the collection tomorrow. Then He can take the girl with him too. You can let him know the good news.”

John took out his phone, dialled a number and waited a moment. “Hi, sir, just to let you know that we have the quota. There is also a bonus, sir. In the boot of the last car, there is a beautiful Asian lady and she was bound and gagged... I don’t know sir. Maybe she was already kidnapped when we stole the car. Anyway, I’ll keep her safe until tomorrow morning from the cavemen.” John then put his phone away.

“I don’t think we should allow her to get messed up, so I’ll just take the lady to the toilet Boss, and make sure that she’s clean.” Boss nodded.

“Follow me lady.” John took Claire by the hand, walked her out of the office. Claire screamed inside. Oh, God! I-I’m a S-SLAVE! Not some bondage game thing, but the real deal. They’re going to sell me to this guy and anything might happen! I’m reduced to the Level of p-property! Claire began to sob. Suddenly, she felt John’s arms around her. “Don’t worry, I’ve heard that he treats his ladies relatively well considering the circumstances. Have hope.”John let go of Claire and continued to lead her down the corridor, and then he opened the door to the toilet. He sat Claire down on the toilet, turned and then closed the door. “Now, talk very quietly, so no-one else can her us.” John pulled Claire’s panties down so that she could do what was necessary, and then he removed Claire’s ball-gag.

“I’m scared.” Claire said. “I can understand that,” John said “I wish I could do something for you, but right now I can’t. I’ll try to make you as comfortable as possible.”

“What’s going to happen to me?” Claire asked. “Well,"John answered, "right now, I’m taking care of you until the top guy arrives tomorrow for the cars. From then on, you’re out of my hands. By the way, I don’t know your name.”

“It’s Claire.” She said. “Well, Claire, I’ll get you something to eat or drink and even a small radio. I think you should at least be allowed a little music.”

John now cleaned Claire up, and then pulled her panties back up. “The trick is to survive one day at a time. That’s how you keep going.” He picked up the ball-gag.

“How did a nice person like you get into this?” Claire asked, before opening her mouth for the gag.

“That is a long story, and one day you’ll find out.” John answered, inserting the gag into Claire’s mouth and buckling it. “I’ll take you to a room where you can rest easy and I’ll bring you some food soon.”

John walked Claire out of the toilet, back into the corridor, and down to another door. He opened it and pulled Claire in. Claire then watched him leave and lock the door. Claire looked around the room. There was a bare light bulb in the ceiling, a small window with vertical bars, a deck chair and a mattress on the floor. A moment later, she heard the door being unlocked. The door opened, and John walked in with the radio.

“I’ll tune the radio, just nod when I get a channel you want kept on, okay?” John switched the radio on, and changed channels until Claire nodded her head. John then put the radio on the chair.

“I need you to lie down now.” He said. Claire nodded and lay down on the mattress.

John took one of the pairs of handcuffs and cuffed Claire’s ankles together. He then took the second pair and cuffed her hands to her feet, leaving Claire hogtied.

“Just act okay. I know it’s hard, but it will help you if you remain composed. I have a few things to do now, but as soon as I finish, I’ll bring you something to eat and drink.”

John then left the room, locking the door behind him, leaving Claire alone and helpless with only her despairing thoughts for company.

End of part two.
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Re: Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby GentleDom » Sun May 22, 2011 6:33 am

hehehe i like this story. (further comments are my own)
I am one with the rope! I am the politest Dom, I always ask whats your limit, and if your willing,
If you would like to break them ^.^ *bows* A Gentle Dom, one who still can do it quite well ;D
at your service, and you will be at mine ^.^

Re: Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby skybird137 » Sun May 22, 2011 9:13 pm

Claire In the Car


Part three



Claire lay there for several hours, listening to the music and trying to keep herself together. It was about midnight when she heard the door being unlocked and opened. John then walked in with a bulging carrier bag, put the bag down and then shut and locked the door behind him. He first took out two bottles of water, and a pair of straws. He removed the tops and placed a straw into each bottle.

John went over to Claire and removed the hogtie cuffs. He then put her into a sitting position, near the chair and removed her ball-gag. He then held up the bottle to her lips.

“Here, drink this.” John said. Claire sipped thirstily, using the straw. One Claire had finished, John broke a sandwich into smaller, bite sized pieces for Claire. He fed her on bit at a time, making sure that she had finished each before the next.

“How did you end up here?” Claire asked. “I was stupid and got into debt with the wrong people. Then I ended up getting into even more debt and before I knew it, I ended up ‘working for this guy’.”

John then got a tub of ice-cream and then spoon fed Claire. He’s being nice to me to take my mind off tomorrow. That’s when I’ll be traded as a piece of meat. Tonight is my last night as a human being. After that I will have no say in how my body is used. I want to at least have that power tonight, and have one last night of joy, or at least, comfort.

“John, isn’t it customary for the condemned person to have one last request?” asked Claire.

“But you’re not going to die, Claire.” John said.

“Death would probably be the preferable option in this case. I know what’s going to happen to me tomorrow, I’m being sold into sexual slavery and my body will be owned by another, to do as he pleases. I have no illusions that once he tires of me, I will either be sold on or disposed of.” Claire explained.

So, what do you want then?” John asked.

“I want you to give me comfort tonight. I have one last chance of deciding what to do with myself and I want one last night of pleasure.” Claire requested.

“I’m not sure I can do this for you.” John said.

“At the moment, I feel like I’m screaming inside. I think I would be better off if I just screamed and hopefully someone will put me out of my misery.” Claire pleaded. “Please John, comfort me and make me happy tonight.”

“If I do this for you, do you think that you can get through tomorrow okay?” John asked. Claire nodded her head.

“This is very difficult for me, especially in my situation.” John said. He picked up Claire and gently carried her back over to the mattress. He then softly held her.

Claire closed her eyes and felt kiss and after sweet kiss on her face. He whispered in her ear:

“Remember this, ‘A new day brings new hope, and miracles do happen if you wish hard enough’.”

The kisses turned into caresses, turned into a night of pleasure and comfort for Claire.

Claire lay in John’s arms, experiencing the soft warmth of afterglow. “I won’t let you down, tomorrow. I shall hold my head up high. You have given me the strength to carry on.”

“How did you end up in the boot of the car, anyway?” John asked.

Claire relayed the entire tale, including the warning by Van.

“I wish I had taken her advice, now.” Claire said. “She said it would be a bad day.”

John looked out through the window, at the approaching dawn. “It looks like that bad day is almost over. In an hour the top guy will be here. You never know, you could be lucky. Right now, I would give anything for you to be lucky, even my life. In the meantime you should eat to keep your strength up.”

John fed Claire breakfast, and then because he saw the time was approaching, he gagged her securely. Then he removed her ankle cuffs. “Whatever happens today, don’t panic.”

John led Claire out of the room, through the corridor and out into the open air. Claire walked out with John, not wanting to show weakness, in repayment for his kindness.

Most of the other criminals, were there, along with a middle aged man, dressed in white. That’s a laugh! Claire thought The biggest crook is in white.

John walked Claire up to the man, who then showed John the cash. John took the cash.

"STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND PUT YOU HANDS IN THE AIR!" The area was suddenly swarming with police. Everybody except john did so, realising that the game was up.

John said “Crap! It’s the cops!” He dropped the cash and grabbed Claire and pulled her to him. “I’m sorry, Claire. Please forgive me.” He slowly backed off, pulling Claire with him.

Claire nodded. Well, I got my miracle, anyway. I know that John won’t hurt me. The only problem is that the police don’t know that.

John whispered into Claire’s ear. “I’m going to run for it now. Whatever you do, don’t follow me.” Claire nodded again. John let go of Claire and broke into a sprint.

Claire turned around, and watched John running for his life. Come on, you can make it! Yes, just a bit further. Wait, who’s that! Oh no, oh God, DON’T!

Claire watched in horror as the police officer raised his rifle, aimed, and then fired a single round. John took another step forward and then fell flat on his face.

Claire collapsed weeping and crying as she remembered his words.

“Right now, I would give anything for you to be lucky, even my life.”

You killed him! He was the only one who cared, and YOU KILLED HIM!

A female police officer ran up to Claire, un-gagged her and then removed her cuffs. Until her voice grew hoarse and she got her senses back, Claire screamed just one word, over and over:

“Murderers!”

When Claire looked back she realised that this was what Van had seen, not her kidnapping...


End of part three
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Re: Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby skybird137 » Tue May 24, 2011 11:58 am

Claire In the Car


Final Part


After the incident was over, Claire had to go through the usual routine, forensics, questioning, etc. She didn’t care much about anything, as she was still in a state of shock concerning John’s death.

Claire was never asked to give evidence at the trial. All of the survivors were willing to plea bargain to incriminate people higher up the chain. The police told her that they found out where she was by the tracker on the car.

A few months later, Claire received a telephone call from the police station. They wanted to arrange an appointment for her to visit. They had a few more questions to ask before the case was completely closed. Claire had a few of her own.

She tried to find out where John was buried, so at least she could pay her respects. There was no information about where he was buried, even though she searched thoroughly. Plus, the story she was given about the tracker was false. She mentioned it to Van, who told her that this particular model didn’t have a tracker.

When Claire turned up for her appointment, she was not happy as the receptionist discovered.

“Hello, my name is Claire and I’m here for my appointment. But I’d like a few answers first. Why did you lie to me about the car having a tracker! And what did you do with John’s body, throw it to the fishes? He was the only decent person of the lot of them!”

A police officer came up to Claire and said “All of your questions will be answered today. Could you please follow me to the office?” The officer motioned to a side corridor.

As Claire and the police officer approached the office and stood outside, she could hear the yelling coming from it.

“...And at present, you are damn lucky that you have a job, your actions were out of order.” The chief said.

The other voice said, “I did what I thought was best under the circumstances, sir it seemed the right thing to do at the time. It was effective and it did calm and maybe save the life of the individual.”

“Well, try telling the man from Internal Services here, that again. They want you up on charges of Wilful Misconduct. If they do that, you’ll be lucky to stay out of jail.” The chief shouted.

“If what I did was wrong, that I fully accept the consequences of my actions, wherever it may lead.”

The officer with Claire knocked on the door. “Yes, what is it?” The chief called.

“She’s here sir. Claire, the girl you wanted to see.” The officer said.

“Send her in, then.” The chief said. The officer motioned to Claire to step into the office. Claire walked through the door. She instantly recognised the chief, and the person next to him had a tag that said ‘Internal Services’ She also vaguely noticed a third person in the back of the room, a police officer in full dress uniform.

“We have a few questions for you, Claire. Nothing bad, we just want to get some facts straight. Someone’s career may depend on it. I know you have questions too, don’t worry they’ll be answered very quickly as well.” The chief explained.

The Internal Services man gently said, “I know this will be hard for you, but could you go through the events of that night.”

Claire shuddered, but spoke. “After I learned want my fate was going to be, I ended up spending the night with John guarding me. I was getting more distressed by the moment, and I thought that I would lose my mind. John removed my gag and tried to get me to calm down. He gently held and cuddled me, and that made me feel a little better. John had been good to me from the moment I was discovered. He was not like the others. I think I fell in love with him a little, at that point. Knowing what horrors lay ahead, I wanted one night of comfort and maybe happiness with someone who cared for me.”

“I knew John could not set me free, so I begged and pleaded with him to fulfil me that night. I wanted to have a moment of joy, before my hopes would be forever snuffed out. He was hesitant and so, I told him that I felt like I would scream and never stop. Hopefully, someone might kill me.”

“At this point John relented. He was very kind and gentle, and he loved me for the rest of the night. It gave me the strength to carry on and probably saved my life. He told me ‘A new day brings new hope, and miracles do happen if you wish hard enough’. The miracle did happen, but it cost John his life.”

Claire stopped speaking, sobbing a little at the memory

The Internal Services man thought for a minute then said “Thank you. You have given me all the information I needed.” He turned to the chief. “It will not be a good idea for Internal Services to pursue the case. We will consider it closed.”

What case is that? Claire thought And they haven’t answered any of my questions yet?

The chief said “I believe you have a few questions for us, Claire. I will immediately answer one. You were right about the fact that we couldn’t track you, because that model has no tracker. We found you because of vital information sent to us the moment the criminals discovered you. Now if you just let us perform a little ceremony, we will answer any more questions you may ask, should you still wish to.”

“Officer Richards, please step forward.” Claire watched as the short-haired clean-shaven officer stepped up to the desk. “For the risks you took with undercover work and behaviour above and beyond the call of duty, you are awarded the medal of honor.” The chief came around and pinned the medal on the man’s chest.

“Thank you sir, I am honored to accept this reward.” Said a very familiar voice.

Claire suddenly looked very closely at the young officer. It was John!

Claire suddenly felt faint. Officer Richards reacted quickly, stopped her from falling and helped her into a chair.

“You’re alive! How?” Claire asked, once she recovered from the shock.

“The officer deliberately missed, it was all sorted out in advance. It gave me the chance to dig a little deeper and get more info on the car rings. I couldn’t tell you because there was a chance that the operation would be compromised. I’m so sorry that you went through hell that night.”

“I alerted the authorities as soon as you were discovered. My phone was always being monitored, day and night, so they heard everything I said. We couldn’t risk you disappearing, and that’s why I had to act that night to keep you calm. That was the hardest thing I’d ever done.”

A thought went through Claire’s mind, “How could it have been so difficult to ‘comfort me’. You- you’re not gay, are you?”

“No, I’m not ga-“ Officer Richards was interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Come in.” The chief said.

The door opened and a beautiful woman walked in. She looked around the room and saw Claire.

“Hello, Claire. It’s so good to finally meet the lady whose life was saved by my husband.”



The End.
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Re: Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby milagros317 » Wed May 25, 2011 10:52 am

Very nice story. Cute twist at the end, too.
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet. :D
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Re: Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby GentleDom » Thu May 26, 2011 7:05 am

but it cant end just like that!!! D:
I am one with the rope! I am the politest Dom, I always ask whats your limit, and if your willing,
If you would like to break them ^.^ *bows* A Gentle Dom, one who still can do it quite well ;D
at your service, and you will be at mine ^.^

Re: Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby lasse672000 » Mon Jun 06, 2011 10:16 am

GentleDom wrote:but it cant end just like that!!! D:


Of course it can!
Whazzzz up!.

Re: Story Request For Aielen: Claire In the Car

Postby Laurenrox » Wed Jun 08, 2011 1:51 pm

Very good.Nice ending too.You are a great writer.
Always the damsel in distress, waiting to be rescued.