Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... caressing my body like euphoric needle points of pleasure. Amazing how such tiny luxuries seem so important. I luxuriated for longer than necessary, just to stretch it out.

I watched as Daisy came back in. Her warm inviting eyes catching mine. We stared back and forth for what seemed an age. She reached in, turned off the water and held my hand as I stepped out.

A little shiver ran through me as her eyes drank in my nakedness. My embarrassment seemingly replaced by something else... Something I couldn't explain.

Like last time she helped towel me dry.

Her hands felt firm without being rough. The coarse fabric of the cotton felt so good on my skin. Her hands making small circles as she rubbed harder and harder. Then she was behind me, massaging my scalp with the towel. Her fingers firm.

I stumbled back a little, my body resting against her. She didn't move, her hands still in my hair. The feel of her breasts pushing into my back sent a higher voltage shiver over my whole body. Goosebumps popping up like wildfire.

"Your hair is like silk." She exhaled, the heat of her breath searing my neck.

As she secured me back on the bed, she said. "I'll get you something for lunch."

Later she returned in with the food, she sat with me as had become our custom. "We are taking you to use a pay phone tonight. Sorry, but we will have to keep the hood and cuffs on."

"Why?"

"We need to prove you're still alive."

I ate slowly, the food was delicious, but it was ...

... nice to have her in the room with me. "How much do you owe on the farm?" I asked.

"About, one hundred and fifty grand."

"Do you have much time?"

"About two months. That'd be stretching it though. At the moment we can't even make the payments. Every month we fall further and further behind. We can't hold them for much longer. We've had so many final notices."

"Why are you so attached to it? Couldn't you just sell, then pay of the loans and move on?"

She spoke softly, but the emotion was so deep. "This is our family property. It has been in our family ever since we arrived in this country. It would break our hearts to lose it. I hate the thought that it would be us who lost it. I always envisioned living here with my children, and then their children."

"Okay, I can understand that." I sighed excepting her shame. "Look, let me say this. If you want to get money from this, you will have to get in touch with my husbands parents. If there's any chance of getting paid, that's where it will come from."

"How can we do that?"

"I can give you contact details."

"But the police are involved now. Even though we told him if he contacted the police you would be killed. The first thing he did was get them involved."

"Yes, but I can only assume, he will have tried to keep his parents out of the loop. Contact them directly. That is your only chance."

"You think they'll do it without getting the police involved?"

"Probably not, but I do think if the only way to ...