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I couldn't see anything. My hands were bound together above my head by some smooth rope. The air was very humid and hot and probably because of that, droplets of sweat were gently sliding of my body. It was very quiet. I could only hear some distant radiator blowing and occasionally something that sounded like a ventilator turning on briefly. The sweat kept falling and gliding across my skin. I felt almost naked. It seemed I only wore underpants.
"Hello?" I spoke. "Anybody there? Can anyone help me?" It looks like I'm locked up or something. Why am I always getting in these fucking random situations? However, I wasn't in any pain or danger it seems and I felt with my bare feet that the floor was made of a really nice soft fabric. I tried to remember what happened. Firstly, yesterday I was heading home from a not so enjoyable party. Then I gave a lift to a nice looking lady who was walking alone in the middle of the night. And then..... Hmm. What happened? I can't recall I ever got home. Fuck! This must be some prank of someone. "Alright guys! You got me, haha. Please release me now." I yelled. Still, no response.
Where did the girl, whom I picked up go? She was such a silent lady. Kendra was she called? No.... it was Cali you remembered. Suddenly, I heard a loud scream filtering through the walls. It was agonizing. Someone in great pain was screaming for mercy. Which he seemed was granted as the voice thanked someone a lot now. "The fuck was that?" I whisper. If this is a joke it's not that funny anymore. More stressed, I try to strain the rope and break free. But alas, this is heavy duty quality rope. I can hear the sound of an electric door opening now.
Most vaguely I hear footsteps on the soft fabric of this room.
"My my , would you look at this handsome boy." a voice spoke.
"Hello? Where am I?" I immediately asked.
"Shhh. Don't speak before I allow you, my dear. " she replied.
"Now be a good gentleman and allow me to put these bracelets and necklace on you. It's a free gift after all."
Her words were condescending, but sexy nonetheless. Still confused from the situation and aware of the rope still wrapping my hands together I allowed her. "... okay?" I said.
Two tight metal bracelets were clicked together on my arms as the mysterious woman's breath was tickling my ears. She moved closer and I could feel a satin fabric filled with great breasts pressed against my chest. Her breath smelled wonderfully. I was getting turned on a bit as she put a third larger bracelet on my neck. The way I could hear them charging however, sounded like I made a horrible mistake. Now her hands glided over my body from my arms to my stomach. It left a warm liquid trail behind. It can't be.... is it blood? My turn-on, was quickly turned-off again.
"Listen up John . You are a prisoner in my mansion, here to serve me." she spoke very relaxed.
"You have been drugged and brought here by one of my servants. For as far as you know, I'm now your Queen. You must obey my every command and do so without hesitation. You are permitted to ask 3 questions now, which I will answer in honesty."
What the fuck. Is this for real? Am I dreaming or something? I have to get to the office at 10 o'clock tomorrow! I can't play 'escape the prison' from a weird queen-fetish woman. I tried to break free from the ropes again.
"Ah ah ah, it won't help." she laughed. Now her voice suddenly got a little fiercer. "Behave slave! Or I will not be so nice anymore."
Judging from the blood that very slowly slid down from my arms where she hold me, I started to panic a little. This is real.... damn. She must be someone who's very rich, or a daughter of the boss of some notorious mob, I figured.
"When will I get to go home?" I ask politely.
"Not for a very ... long .... time." she replied very slowly. "You'll do better to forget about anything related to home. Nobody is gonna miss you. My servants have arranged several cover-up stories for your disappearance. And besides, you didn't really like your job anyways, did you John?
This started to look more like in the movies every second. A crazy empowered woman toiling with her toys and nobody has a clue. Maybe if I play along, I can find an opening and make a run for it. But I need to know where I am first. But what if I don't know the place?
"How far away from my city are we?" I ask.
"Smart question handsome." she started to touch my body again with her bloody hands. "We are around 150 kilometers away. But if you think you can try and escape, you're gravely mistaken." she spoke.
Hmm. That should not be too far away from civilization. There should probably be public transport nearby somewhere.
"How do...." I was abruptly disturbed in asking my final question. "Silence! No more questions." she devilishly said. "But I haven't ...... " I continued and all of a sudden my forearms were getting burned by the bracelets which heated up and the one on my neck gave a very painful electric shock. She pierced my skin with her nails a bit and pressed her body against me. I hanged from my hands tied to the rope, exhausted in pain. "Obey your queen, John."she fiercely whispered. "Gently kiss my neck and say, yes my Queen."
I wanted to bite the bitch. My hands felt like they were on fire. The pain was insane. I wanted to bite her neck so damn hard. She put her leg between mine and forced me against the wall. Her still stinging nails implanted on my skin were a soft reminder of the consequences of disobedience.
I gently kissed her neck and as a result she let out a soft moan. "Yes, my Queen." I said. She put her hands around the back of my neck and started to remove the blindfolds. She stepped back a little. "Behold, the gorgeous body of your Queen." she said. My vision was blurry at first, but as my sight improved I saw the most beautiful figured woman appear I ever saw.
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She was covered in satin and silken robes, but had a very deep cleavage which exposed her perfect big breasts and showed side boobs you could only fantasize about. She gently grabbed a glass of wine which was standing on a table in the room you were in. The room had a very smooth design with strange walls which I guess blocked the sound a little? "Call me Queen Keira." she said as she cupped your chin with her in blood covered hands. The exposure of this beautiful woman made me temporarily forget the pain I was in. "Open your mouth." she commanded. I complied, not wanting to disobey. She poured some wine in her mouth and gradually approached me. Her lips slowly pressed against mine and she let the liquid slide down my mouth. She continued playing with my tongue and I couldn't help but to make out with this hot woman. My hot Queen Keira. She touched my swollen member for a moment but then everything went dark. And I went into a deep slumber.