Kidnapped, chained and whipped

CHAPTER ONE

"Ohhhhhh, but somebody's gonna see us!"

"No way, Candy. I locked the door," Chuck whispered, sliding his fingers under the blonde's bikini bottoms. The eighteen-year-old shivered, pulling away from the gym instructor's strong arms. It was wrong doing something like this in such a public place. She should send him away, run for the women's locker room. Surely there'd be someone to help her.

But did she really want help? When his fingers were there, moving inches away from her cuntlips, snaking under the elastic leg band of her briefs, then how she wanted him to touch her there, to do things to her! How that tickling, burning itch made her cunt so very, very hot! When she moved away from the dark-haired instructor she felt the velvet inner surfaces of her pussy rub together and more hot juice seeped out, wetting down the crotch panel of her swimsuit. This was the worst it had been in a long time! Oh, what could she be thinking of? This was the third day on her new job, working as a Jazzcuzzi dance instructor at Reardon Health Spa. Everyone liked her and apparently, one person liked her a little too much.

"Please, I… I never did this before and I don't want to start here," the girl confessed, feeling ashamed by the confession she just blurted out. Chuck stopped his advance, leaning heavily against the counter of the men's workout room and studied her. The aroma of sweaty bodies still hung in the mirrored gymnasium. Overhead the fluorescent lights buzzed and in the background the Muzak droned.

"You're… a virgin?" he asked in disbelief, raising his eyebrows while suppressing a laugh. Candy didn't think there was anything funny about this at all. She'd come, into the men's workout room to look for a particular book on muscle structure, discovered Chuck there repairing one of the horizontal bench press machines and started talking with him. The next thing she knew he was on her, pawing her, backing her up into a wall while running his fingers over her body. And what was worse, the blonde teen found herself responding to his sexuality.

"Yes. And what's so funny about that?" the girl asked a little angrily, flushing red when Chuck turned his face and laughed into his fist.

"Man, I… I didn't know any of your kind was still around, especially here," he said, gaining control of himself once more.

"Ohhhhh!" Candy cried in frustration, stamping one foot and turning around to leave. She'd find the book later. Right now she was going to shut down the jacuzzi in the pool room and…

"Hey, don't go away mad. I'm sorry… I didn't know," Chuck said, taking her by one arm and pulling her back.

"What are you going to do?" the girl asked, trying to sound angry but feeling fear course through her veins. It was a fear based on what he might do to her, and on how she would respond to it. Suddenly, Candy was very unsure of her mind and body.

"Nothing you don't want," Chuck whispered, moving up behind her and smoothing his palms over her shoulders and upper arms.

The blonde teen sucked in a deep breath and closed her eyes, clenching her icy fingers into two fists and fighting for control. No, no, she couldn't give in to him. But how hot and muscular he felt, rubbing his body against hers, hunching his crotch against her firm, rounded buttocks.

Her heart pounded so hard she was sure Chuck could hear it and know what was going on in her mind. He was kissing the nape of her neck now, his thick lips and tongue moving over her flesh and sending shivers up and down her spine.

The young blonde teenager sucked in another ragged breath, moving her hips subtly back and forth. The friction of her cuntlips over the swollen nub of her clit became wildly excruciating. She felt so close to… coming! Wrong, wrong! How could she be doing this thing? She'd taken this job just after graduating from high school… a summer job, something to give her enough money for college in the fall. Candy had no intention of having a man take advantage of her… just as a man had taken advantage of her mother years ago and left her high and dry. No, that wouldn't happen to her!

"Stop it!" Candy said shakily. Oh, why couldn't she sound more sure of herself? Her breathing was shallow and hot through her flared nostrils. She felt so shaky!

"You don't want me to stop, do you? Baby, you want it, want it bad," Chuck said, moving his fingers over to her bare midriff, caressing the sensitive white flesh around her navel, then moving his hands down, down to her elastic waistband. It was getting dangerous! Soon Candy wouldn't be able to stop him.

"Yes, I do, yesssss…"

Candy let her head fall back. She was actually hunching back into him, rubbing her butt back and forth over his groin. The girl could feel the hard length of his dick as it pressed against his fly and slid over her ass cheeks! And how deliciously good the sensation was of her nipples pushing against the satiny top of her swimsuit! In a way, Candy didn't really know how to interpret the tickly, weird sensations infecting her body now. She'd been sexually aroused before. But never, never before had the excitement peaked like this! Under her bare feet the girl could feel the thick piling of the orange and brown carpeting.

"Ohhhh!"

Candy sucked in her belly when she felt him moving his fingers just under her waistband. No, she couldn't let him go further!

"Stop, please, stop it!"

But there wasn't any force in her plea now. Her heart seemed to stop, then start again. She clenched and unclenched her fingers as a cold sweat broke out all over her body. Oh God, what was happening to her? Candy felt her knees buckling as she fell back against the thick-muscled gym instructor.

"Come on, honey, we got lots of room in here," Chuck said thickly, turning her around and staring down at the trembling young blonde. Candy looked up through her lashes and felt her heart contract. He was so handsome! That thick black moustache flaring out to his sideburns, his dark eyes that seemed to bore right into her soul everything about the tall stud made Candy's will to fight him off evaporate! And yet her mother had warned her about fooling around with men. "They'll leave you pregnant just like your father did with me," Candy remembered hearing her mother warn her one evening. "And then you'll find your life changed… and changed maybe not for the better. You're a bright girl, Candy. Go to college, forget about men until you're older."

But it was so hard for her not to think about men… think about how their arms would feel around her body, how their legs would feel pinning hers to a bed while they pawed her, worked her up until she was willing to do anything they wanted! Ohhhh, how she needed love and affection, the love and affection she never knew in her childhood!

"Yeah, just forget about all the people out there… forget about them," Chuck whispered, kissing her neck, her throat, her cheeks, her forehead, wetting down her face deliciously while covering her body with his strong thick arms. "Just think about us."

"Us," Candy echoed, giving in to her baser feelings.

"Yeah, just us," Chuck said, moving his face down to hers. Candy stood on tip-toe, tilting her head back, ready for his kiss.

The young gym instructor kissed her tenderly at first, brushing his lips against hers while moving his palms over her asscheeks, rubbing the satiny material of her bikini over her buttocks. Candy then felt the wetness of his tongue pushing against her closed lips, shoving down harder until she finally relaxed and let Chuck spear it deeply into her mouth.

Candy groaned and circled her arms around his back. Yes, yes, he felt wonderful, loving, possessive! She felt their hearts beating together as he pulled her hips tight against his body. The girl could feel the hot bulge of his dick trapped in his black tight-fitting gym slacks. It pushed against ha crotch, against her belly! Ohhhh, it was deliciously evil, forbidden! And yet how desperately Candy wanted it… wanted it shoving inside her, tearing away her cherry, ripping away the tedium of the overly moral life she'd been forced to lead by her mother.

"Ohhhh, please, please… don't… hurt… me," she stammered in between heavy breaths.

"Don't worry, honey. It's gonna feel real good," Chuck said, tearing away from the long wet kiss and flicking his tongue in her ear. He kissed her again, letting it trail off. Candy was panting, feeling so weak! His hands moved down and around all over her body, tracing over her every curve, finally stopping at the tie of her bikini bottom. She felt him fumbling, felt her mouth grow dry as cotton while her chest tightened until it hurt. This was it! Ohhh God, she was a slut, just the kind of girl her mother warned her against becoming!

"Oh!"

The tie came loose. Candy gasped as she felt the dampened silk sliding down, trailing over her small, boyish hips, floating down like a collapsed parachute to the carpeted floor. Gingerly Chuck moved his fingers over her furry, bloated cuntlips. The blonde girl shivered, pulled slightly away, then fell back against his chest once more. She hadn't known just how hot or wet she was. Now Candy realized! Oh God, what would he think of her? And what did it matter? At this point all Candy wanted to do was have that big man fuck her, make her feel loved, wanted, possessed!

"Here."

They moved together a few feet. Candy felt the large, brightly-lit room spinning around her. Everything was confusing, off balance. And then she realized he was lowering her onto the broad bench of one of the Nautilus machines. The soft, cool red plastic of the hamstring exerciser felt good against her hot butt!

"Man, I love your cunt," he breathed, standing in front of the machine, unfastening the pads on the leg rests, then moving in. "And I'm going to show you just how much I love it in a few seconds."

Chuck pulled the white t-shirt off his chest. Candy sucked in another ragged breath when she saw his well-developed chest and thick arms come into full view. Ohhh, he was perfect, something straight out of a body-builder's book! The girl sucked in air and pulled her ass back on the bench.

"It looks so soft… real nice and soft," he murmured, lowering his head, kissing her belly, licking the white flesh, making Candy cry out for air.

"Ohhhhh… God!"

"You want a fuck real bad. I've been watchin' you… watchin' you watchin' me and some of the other guys. You want it and don't want it, right?"

"Oh, please, don't ask me."

"Okay, I'll cut the psychology crap," Chuck said, shaking the sweat off his forehead and smiling down at her.

Chuck reached up and unfastened the tie of her bikini top. In a second Candy was completely naked, exposed to this big man!

"Nice tits… good, hard-nippled tits!" Chuck whispered to himself, his eyes widening with pleasure at the discovery.

"Oh God, yes, yes, oh yessss…" the young woman hissed between her clenched teeth. He had dropped his bead all the way down, his mouth opened, his bristly moustache brushing over her tits, tickling her nipples, making her cunt all the hotter. Candy raised her head slightly and looked down over her chest. She watched heavy-lidded as the young man licked one nipple, then the other, running his fingers over her thighs, stopping teasingly short of her juicing pussy. Every nave ending in her body was standing on edge, singing with electric sexuality!

And then Chuck was tonguing her lips her chin, her eyelids, moving back to her nipples. Suddenly the young man sucked in one hard tit-tip, flicking his tongue over the rubbery nub while sucking hard. Candy cried out, clenching her fingers into two fists and beating them against the instructor's back while wallowing her shoulders against the plastic-covered workbench. Her hot flesh squeaked noisily over the padding, oiled by continually flowing sweat. And Chuck kept on sucking until his cheeks caved in against his teeth. Candy could feel his front teeth teasingly biting down on her nipple while one hand moved up to her other tit, milking the white resilient flesh. Candy felt her cunt muscles cramping, buckling, making her hot little pussy tense, eager for dickmeat! Something dark, instinctive, older than so-called Western civilization had taken over the petite blonde teenager!

"Okay, now you're gonna see somethin' that's gonna make your eyes pop!"

Chuck pulled away, a strange smile crossing his face. Dropping hands the stud pulled open his pants. The swell of his hot dickmeat inside bulged as he inched his pants down. Oh God, she could see his long thick cock outlined even more sharply against the white cotton of his jockey shorts! It was jerking, actually moving as he hooked his fingers around the elastic waistband and pushed them down.

"Ohhhhhh!"

Candy shrank back a little when the huge cock bobbed up. It was way bigger than anything she'd ever seen in those sex-education books! It was so thick, and at least nine inches long, ending in a large bulb-like protrusion that was a darker color than the thickly-veined shaft. As she watched die thing grew even fuller of trapped blood, Candy tried to guess the width across the head. It seemed broader than two inches. Oh, it was far too big for it to fit into her virgin cunt! No, he couldn't fuck her with that thing without tearing something!

"Oh Candy, this is gonna feel real nice inside you," Chuck moaned, stepping out of his shorts.

Candy's eyes widened, watching that big, horse-like thing sway with every step the big man took. No, he had to be crazy to think he could fuck her with that!

"No, no, you'll hurt me!" she whined, scooting back on the wet plastic padding while keeping both eyes focused on the instructor's prong. His balls were so big, so hairy! They rolled forward as he pressed his knees on the machine and started inching toward the retreating teenager.

"I'll be careful, honey. Don't worry, nobody ever died from a fucking," Chuck said, laughing lightly.

Candy saw nothing to joke about. She crawled backward on the bench. Ohhhh, how invitingly his cock swayed from his groin!

"We can't… fuck!" Candy cried. Chuck had reached forward and laid his paw-like hands on her thighs, keeping her from sliding back any farther. The girl struggled, jerking her head back, crying out. But Chuck ignored her pleas, dropping his face in the thicket of her furry pussy. "OHHHH!" What was he doing? Oh God, he was kissing her cuntlips, sticking his tongue out and trailing the tip along her hot, rubbery pussylips. That was wrong, sick, perverted! A man was never to do something like that! But ohhhh, how the air was filled with her shivery moans and how her buttocks moved over the sweat-slick padding, squeaking back and forth as Chuck growled and started licking into her cunt, gouging the slick folded membranes with his tongue, caressing the tense, cramping snatch muscles until they slowly relaxed.

Candy was flexing her thighs, rubbing them against the unshaven cheeks of the gym instructor. The sensitive places between her toes tingled strangely while a whirling knot of sexual hunger grew in her belly. Her flesh grew hot and wet while a strange chilly fever raced through her pussy! What was this man doing to her?

She was opening herself up to him, inching back her knees, moaning like a bitch in heat as she felt and even heard her cuntlips unstick and peel back! She was being fucked with his tongue, feeling his teeth deliciously gouging her inner cuntlips. How could he do something like that so deep? In and out, in and out, it was almost the way it was when she played with herself late at night in the privacy of her bedroom. But this was so much better! Chuck was so handsome, so masculine, and his licking was driving her crazy!

"Uhhhhhhh!"

Tiny explosions seemed to go off in her head and cunt. She squirmed on the wet, bench padding, shoving her hot cuntal folds hard against his lips. Yes, yes, she was going wild, feeling things she thought were impossible to feel! Ohhh, her mother was so wrong when she'd warned her against men, against having them take advantage of her! It was so good… so very, very good!

"You move your ass real nice. You sure you haven't done this before?" Chuck asked, pulling away from the twisting teenager and staring, hotly at her.

Candy stared heavy-lidded back at him, shaking her head from side to side.

"No, I swear it, I… ohhhhh!"

A particularly powerful spasm shot through her cunt, making her pussy muscles cramp and snap her labes together. Candy cried out, jerking her head back while flexing her thigh and butt muscles. Oh God, it was so good, so awfully good!

Chuck moved up now, kissing her belly, then the area just under her rolling tits. He licked one, then licked the other, at times sucking hard on the nipples, biting the rubbery nubs teasingly, then soothing the lightly injured flesh with rapid tongue lickings. That combination made Candy think she was going to faint from pleasure.

"Pregnant… I'll get…"

"No, don't worry, I'll be careful," Chuck whispered in one ear as he prepared to tear away the eighteen-year-old's cherry.