The Taking of Elizabeth: Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

The Taking of Elizabeth: Chapter 4

... couldn’t do it anymore. She couldn’t look him in the eyes. Quickly, she lowered her gaze to her meal which was slowly growing colder as it sat there. No matter how good it smelled, though, she wanted nothing to do with it or the man sitting across the table from her. “I can make your life pleasant, Elizabeth,” Kurt kept speaking casually, “Dinners like this every night, a good nights’ sleep every night, pleasure with very little pain at all. Many… MANY more orgasms.” He smirked at her, but she didn’t see it, still glaring down at her plate. “But I can also make your life Hell,” he explained, “And since you’re going to be stuck here for… however long I decide, you may want to stay on my good side.” The blonde listened as he finished speaking, then slowly raised her head to look at him again. She frowned at him and nodded her head. As usual, she was well aware that disobedience would only bring her pain and discomfort. “I understand, Master…” she whispered to him. Then she took a deep breath and fought through her loss of appetite, finishing most of her dinner before asking to be excused. ******************** Elizabeth slept through the night soundly. Her bed was comfortable and her room was warm. When she woke up in the morning, she stepped out into the hallway and searched for Kurt. He was nowhere to be found, though. She figured he must have gone off to work or something. Of course, the first thought that passed through her mind was to leave his place. She rushed over to ...

... the front door, attempting to open it. She pulled with all her might, but failed to open it. Kurt was smart, he knew she’d try to run. He’d locked it from the outside, just like he’d put bars on the windows. She was trapped whether she liked it or not. And she wasn’t sure just how long the man would be gone. So she made herself at home. The small blonde made herself a small fruit plate for breakfast from what she found in the refrigerator. Once she was finished eating, she made her way back toward her room, but stopped by the library door. Elizabeth remembered that he’d told her to ask, but he wasn’t home to ask so she was sure he wouldn’t mind. Cautiously, she stepped inside the massive library, looking up over the shelves filled with books. As she stepped along the length of one of the bookshelves, she slid her finger along the bindings, reading over one title at a time. Elizabeth had always loved reading and figured it was the best way to pass her time here. She took a book from the shelf, a romance novel. Then, making her way toward the big arm chair in the corner, Elizabeth plopped herself down, opened the hardcover and began reading. She read for hours before the sound of the front door could be heard. Her hues peered up from behind the pages of the book she was now close to finishing. She wondered whether Kurt would mind her saving her page, but didn’t want to take her chances. Taking note of the page she was on, Elizabeth clapped the book closed and quickly placed it ...