Captured

“So, you’ve come back to us” Lyle said, walking into the cave-like room where she was being kept. He cracked a smile when he saw her glare. “We both knew you wouldn’t survive out there, Kitari. Why did you even try?”

Kitari growled in response. Lyle chuckled. “Well,” he moved closer to where she hung, chained to the hard stone wall in SL-26. “I guess I’ll just have to make sure you’re not… inclined to try it again.” He slapped her, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing. Kitari winced. This was only the beginning.

“Tell me what I want to hear, Kitari, and I’ll stop.” Lyle hit her again, harder this time. Her only response was a narrowing of her eyes. She spat at him. “Very well… I can make you tell me, Kitari,” Lyle said, his nose a scant inch from hers. “I can make you scream.”

She turned her face away, and he smirked. “From what I understand, Kitari, you’re still untouched.” Her head snapped up and he grinned. “Those few months you spent with your brothers didn’t change that fact. Correct me if I’m wrong, but Jarod and Kyle made sure you were protected from… everything.” Lyle traced a finger down her cheek. “Didn’t they trust you?”

Kitari snapped at him, and he jerked his finger back. “So it’s like that, is it,” he said, reaching for his phone. After listening for a few minutes, he spoke. “Yea, it’s Lyle. I need her moved.” He hung up and looked at her. “Just a matter of time, Kitari. A matter of time.” With that he left, and she was alone again.

A tear rolled down her cheek. “How did I get caught?” she whispered. It had been three months ago when she finally escaped from the Centre after being held there for 19 years. Once she got out, she managed to hack into the Centre’s secured database and find her records… records which told her that she had a family out there: Two brothers, a sister, and parents. She had also found out that her brothers were also kept in the Centre.

Their reunion was something worth waiting for. And now… “It’s gone. And I’ll not see them again once Lyle gets through with me.” She looked up as the door opened and two sweepers came in. They moved on both sides of her and unchained her from the wall. Her legs shook as she was led out into the hallway and down the corridor. “Where are you taking me?” she demanded. She got no response.

They took her through the maze of hallways in SL-27. After a while, they stopped at an unmarked door, and a third sweeper opened it. Inside was a large bed, illuminated faintly by a slew of candles. Hey eyes widened and she began to struggle.

“Oh for heaven’s sake, just throw her in.” She was thrown in, the door slamming behind her. Kitari threw herself at it, pounding and tugging on it frantically. A chuckle made her freeze. Panting slightly, she turned around slowly. “Hello Kitari.”

“Lyle.” It was a snarl. Lyle grinned from the bed. He was naked, covered to the waist by a thin sheet. “Leave me alone.” She backed up against the wall.

“Now, why would you say that, Kitari?” He stood up, and she closed her eyes. She flinched when she felt his breath against her ear. “I can make it good.” Lyle stroked her neck gently, and she squirmed. He grinned. Leaning down, he licked her earlobe softly. “I can make you scream,” he whispered.

He was pushed back suddenly, and he stumbled. “Leave me alone, Lyle. I don’t want you to touch me.” Her eyes were wide with fear as he stood up, and she knew this was one thing she couldn’t pretend herself out of. “Please.”

“I’ve always… admired you, Kitari,” Lyle said, circling around her. “I’ve watched the DSAs of your sims. You surpass both Jarod and Kyle in ability. And,” he chuckled darkly. “you look a lot better than they do as well.” He moved closer, and she cringed back against the wall.

Suddenly, in one motion, he grabbed her and swung her around, throwing her on the bed. Before she had time to think, he was on top of her, flipping her on her back and securing her hands above her head on the headboard. Kitari struggled, but she couldn’t get loose. Lyle grinned down at her. “Relax,” he breathed. “Let me make you scream…”

Kitari bit back a grimace as he removed her clothing. When she was naked, he sat back and stared at her. “You truly are beautiful,” he said. She spat at him again, and he shook his head. “Don’t try to fight it, Kitari,” he said. “You won’t win.” Leaning down, he captured her lips in a scorching kiss, forcing her mouth open with his. “You taste delicious,” he whispered, breaking the kiss. His hands moved from her neck down to her chest, and he slowly began to massage them. She couldn’t help but moan.

“Please… don’t do this, Lyle,” Kitari pleaded. One of Lyle’s fingers brushed over her nipple and she gasped, arching slightly. He chuckled. “Why?” he asked. “You like it.” He leaned down and sucked on her neck, his fingers rubbing and pinching her nipples. She was struggling now. Lyle liked it when they struggled. He bit her neck gently, and she cried out softly. There’d be a mark there, for sure. Everyone would see it, and know that Kitari was his, and only his.

“Do you like that?” Lyle whispered as he toyed with her chest. “It feels good, doesn’t it.” He was getting hard, feeling her squirm under him. But it wasn’t enough. He needed to hear her moan again, moan more. Lowering his head, he kissed her again deeply, then trailed moist kisses over her chin, neck and collarbone. She gasped loudly and arched when he licked her left nipple, his hand pinching the other one.

“Lyle…” He looked up. Kitari’s face was flushed, her lips trembling. Dismay burned in her eyes, but Lyle also detected lust. Her chest heaved with each breath. “Please… Don’t do this.”

He made no response except to continue what he was doing. His right hand slowly drifted down between her legs, fingers combing through her pubic hair seeking her slit. Kitari redoubled her efforts to get loose, but it was fruitless. Lyle raised his head and caught her eye. “Have you ever had anything penetrate you, Kitari?” he asked, lightly tracing her slit. Biting her lip, she shook her head. She’d never been brave enough to finger herself when she masturbated.

“I watched you once, you know,” Lyle said softly. He shifted, and she felt his hardness along her thigh. “You were in the bathing area, alone.” Kitari went limp with disbelief. The bathing area was monitored? “I got so hard, watching the water cascade down your body while your hand slipped between your legs. Did it feel good, Kitari?” His voice was a whisper, his fingers moving slowly, deliberately. “Did you like it?”

Tears spilled down her cheeks, and Lyle kissed her again, sliding the first finger deep inside her. Kitari threw her head back, breaking the kiss, and moaned. He began moving it in and out, feeling her wetness, feeling her squirm. “Oh yea Kitari. You’re so hot, so wet, so tight.” He added a second finger and she moaned again, louder this time. “You’re gonna feel so good wrapped around my cock.”

Kitari was getting desperate now, struggling with all her strength. Fire was flowing through her veins instead of blood, and she couldn’t deny the pleasure coursing through her. She felt Lyle move lower, pushing her legs apart and she closed her eyes. He was going to take her now, she knew it. Then he licked her clit.

Her eyes snapped open and she cried out. Lyle laughed and closed his lips around her hardened clit, licking and sucking as he fingered her. She was moaning steadily now, squirming under him. He was hard as a rock, his cock throbbing almost painfully. He needed release soon. *But first…*

His moved his hand faster, wiggling his fingers deep inside her as he sucked on her clit. She had to be close. Her pussy was soaked, his fingers slid easily inside her. Suddenly, she cried out and her body went rigid. Lyle moaned as he felt her pussy squeeze his fingers, and he sucked harder on her clit, prolonging the sensations. She went limp, moaning softly, and he pulled free slowly. Getting on his hands and knees, he loomed over her. It was time. Time to claim her. Time to make her his.