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One should be careful of the games played in the woods when your alone. Like chase for example playing a simple game that turned into a horrid nightmare. The only question is now will he survive the game? On another not Collective of the Evermyr has under gone about twenty rewrites. What started out as a crossover story has turned into a rewrite nightmare. In the meantime I release this little dark tale. There is violence in this but nothing gory. This is a work of fiction for ADULTS only. The Games We Play By: Todd Matthew Clark Chase walked along the ridge of a steep incline that guided a small stream through the woods. He looked up ahead for a spot to cross the swift moving water. There was evidence of a long ago storm leaning across the small chasm. The dead log would serve as a way for him to cross. Mind you now the water wasn't deep at all, and the drop was about six feet deep nothing that would hurt him except maybe his ego. He balanced across the unstable log making it to the other side. He was getting close to his destination as butterflies swam in his stomach. Chase looked around hoping this was far enough into the woods for what he had in mind. This land had been vacant for many years, but still he always feared getting caught. The pack he carried grew heavier with each step. Still he pushed on so close, a break now might not give him enough time. "The games that we play when where alone," chase thought, smiling as he spotted the clearing, he had picked out earlier in the week, lay waiting for him up ahead. The thick mountain laurels scratched and bite at his soft skin and chase cursed himself for wearing shorts. Finally after breaking through the last of the mountain laurels, chase made it to his destination. The woods had opened up into a small clearing that he clearly remembered. There were four small saplings spaced roughly a few feet apart, they would serve perfectly for his game and ultimately be his undoing. Chase pushed back his long blonde hair, he wasn't naturally blonde just dyed his hair that way to look more feminine. His body wasn't feminine at all. He was very skinny weighing in around one hundred ten pounds. But he liked his body that way, to him it was very feminine and sexy. He shook his hips causing his ass to shake. An evil grin crossed his lips as he sank a finger between his cheeks, under his purple silk panties, the caressed his anus lightly. His limp penis began to stir as he fingered himself. "No you don't," chase thought withdrawing his finger. He had to prepare for the game first and be ready. The woods were crawling with all manner of life today as the hot June afternoon sun beat down on him. Birds flew in the air whistling a light breeze caused the older trees to moan and groan chipmunks raced along the leaves darting in and out of crevices in the rock wall that ran parallel to the small glade. Two squirrels playfully pushed one another from a branch Chase watched this fascinated. As one squirrel fell from the tree it would land feet first then scurry back up the tree then out onto the branch pushing his buddy off. They were making quite the racket unaware of chase watching them. Chase opened his pack and began to empty it's contents onto the ground. He rolled out a long thin blanket between the four trees. Then starting in a clockwise pattern Chase tied eight foot lengths of nylon cord to the base of the saplings. "I hope these hold," he thought pulling on the nylon cords making sure they were secured. The other end of these nylon cords had a handcuff secured to them. Once finished he stripped out of his clothes and stood naked upon his blanket. Chase sat down and rolled up a pair of silk stockings, adjusting the shadow toe that covered his pink nail polish, then gently unrolled them up his leg. The plastic stay top elastic dug into his thigh. He repeated this procedure for his other leg again wincing at the pain as it dug into his soft, tender flesh. He shivered taking in the sensuous feeling of silk stockings on his freshly shaven legs. He wasn't tall or muscular for that fact. He wasn't feminine looking either just an average, ordinary looking person. A red satin garter belt with lace trim came next. Around his wide hips he fastened it then spun it around. He fought with the stubborn garters as they refused to close around the elastic of his stockings. Nervously chase stepped into the matching satin thong then pulled it up his legs. He shuddered at the feeling of the thong, as it nestled between his tan ass cheeks. His flaccid penis grew to life behind the confines of it's satin prison. Next came the satin chemise with spaghetti straps that went over his head. He pulled it down fixing the tight satiny smooth material. It hung just below his ribcage exposing his pierced belly button. A curved sterling silver rod clasped by two pink spheres. His nipples and tongue had the same style jewelry. Chase pulled on two opera length red satin gloves then he began to feel up his body. With every second he grew hornier. Thousands of sensations mixed with the possibility of getting caught flooded him. It brought him to the brink of orgasm well that and his hand that furiously rubbing his penis. Nervously, as the butterflies in his stomach increased, chase stepped into a thigh high black stretch satin party dress. He was beyond being horny now, and continued to rub himself again trying desperately to get off. As his orgasm once again approached he grabbed his cock with a tight grip to fend off the impending explosion. "That was close," he panted as he regained his composure. Chase picked up the six inch stiletto heels with ankle straps for padlocks and slid his stocking encased foot into one. He clasped the heel shut locking it with a small pad lock. Once his other foot was secured he grabbed a five inch long two inch round penis gag. He opened his mouth then inserted the vulgar looking gag. It just grazed his gag reflex as he reached behind his head and secured the leather straps tightly. Next Chase curled up a whip and laid it down next to a leather paddle. Then he laid down and locked his left ankle into the cuff on the end of the nylon cord. He stretched his other leg to reach the other cuff and secured that one tightly. His legs were painfully stretched apart. He lifted up his ass off the ground and pulled his thong to the side. Chase then lubed up his finger and began to caress his anus. He reached for a black anal plug and lubed that as well. The bulbous head of the smooth anal plug pushed against his ass. He adjusted his position to better ease passage of the large intruder. His ring of flesh burned, as it stretched for the large diameter plug, not being used to this new toy. Once the thick circumference was enclosed by his anus chase adjusted his thong to help hold in the foreign object. He fed the wires and control under his legs to his right side. Then he lowered his dress adjusting it and wiping off a few leaves that got on it. Chase secured his left hand in the cuff then retrieved his blindfold. He picked up the small remote and clicked it on, in the fastest position. The anal plug hummed to life within him and it violently caressed his prostate. He laid back and attached his right wrist now he was bound helpless in the woods. The animals continued to play all around him. His anus was stimulated, Chase struggled with his bonds desperately trying to get himself off. He never could alone. Time seemed to go slow as his body climbed higher closer to ecstasy. After a half hour he debated freeing himself. The keys to the cuffs and his ankle locks hung on the right cord in arms reach in case of an emergency. "Come on Michael. Where are you?" he thought struggling with his bonds again as his stimulation grew. Sweat poured down his brow not only from the sun but from the vibrating deep within him. Snap. Chase stiffened as a couple of braches broke in the distance. Then a few more snapped. "Thank god. It's about time," he thought excitedly as Michael usually brought him off first, then rolled him over and pounded into his loosened up ass. Michael wouldn't cum just yet, he would pull out then whip chases ass to build a second orgasm that when Michael was finished it was earth shattering. They had been playing this game for a couple of years. Changing chases position and using various other bondage and toys. Chase would sometimes secure himself to a tree bent over exposing his ass. Once chase hung upside down and gave Michael the blowjob of his life. Swallow the huge load his lover had to offer. The steps grew louder and chase froze quitting his struggling thinking he herd two sets of feet stomping through the woods. "Did he bring a friend?" He thought as this wasn't the first time for that either. Then he herd unfamiliar voices whisper and Chase began to struggle for the keys. The people approached as Chase tried to free himself. He nervously fumbled with the keys trying to get them into the locks. Being blindfolded made it harder. The key slipped into the lock as a hand grabbed his. "Not so fast. Little lady," a deep voice said pulling the keys from Chases grip. He was terrified as that wasn't Michaels voice. He protested into his gag but all that came out were muffled pleas. He violently pulled at his bonds but many years of eating salad and exercising daily turned him into a weak sissy. "what have we here," another unfamiliar voice said and he felt a sharp pain from the whip biting into his pierced nipple. Still the anal plug vibrated on and Chase preyed the batteries would die by then. "You're a real slut aren't you," The other man said as a rough calloused hand brushed against his soft face. He turned his head away then froze again as he herd someone rummaging through his pack. "Holy shit Bob it's a dude," the second man said. "Shit my wallet," Chase thought as a hand grabbed his penis painfully hard. "It's alright Ryan," the hands grasp loosened then slowly stroked Chase. The hand roamed up Chase body then seized around his throat cutting off his oxygen. He thrashed about violently, desperate for a breath of air. The hand released his throat and Chase panted in as much air as he could through his nose. "See the power I have over you?" Bob whispered into Chases ear. He shook his head in acknowledgment. "Good girl. Now we're going to flip over that sexy body of yours and have us a little party," Bob explained then flipped over the helpless victim. Chases face burned red as hiss ass was exposed knowing what they would soon find. His legs were released then adjusted and fastened again to the cuffs, stretched out much further this time. His arms remained crossed and the cuffs dug into his wrists. Chase felt his dress pulled up onto his back. "Well, well, well, look at that. Seems the little sissy has started the party in her panties without us," Ryan said slapping Chases ass. Ryan pushed on the plug cruelly forcing it further into their victims ass. Chase tried to pull away from the pain but the nylon cords held him fast. Smack. Chase screamed into his gag as pain tore through his ass. His cock seemed to grow harder straining in it's satin prison. He struggled to break free but all attempts were futile. Smack. Smack. Smack. Three more slammed into his ass and the sounds echoed through the woods. "Michael were are you," Chase cried in his head as tears streaming down his eyes. "You like that slut?" another smack burned into chases ass. "You like being tied up and abuse?" Ryan was yelling now. Pain tore through his ass as the plug was brutally ripped from his ass all the while still vibrating. The unforgettable sound of a zipper being drawn echoed through chases ears a thousand fold. He struggled knowing what was about to happen and dreading it. A smooth padded tip pressed against his soar anus. Then it pushed forward with no resistance into the stretched hole. The cock wasn't as wide as the anal plug but it was a lot longer. After eight inches was in his ass pain tore through Chase's intestines as the cock pushed further. "Oh god. It must be a foot long," his mind screamed in pain. Chase felt the mans stomach come to rest on his back. He was tied up and skewered on a ten inch long cock. "Oh baby, you are one hell of a fuck," Bob moaned as he had begun to thrust in and out of the anus his cock was penetrating. "Fuck the sissy hard boss," Ryan cheered Bob on. The pain Chase felt subsided then pleasure took over. Even though it was rape it felt good. Tears were rolling down chases face again as his body betrayed him. As the thrust sped up Chase began enjoying the pleasure. He bucked his hips in time with Bobs thrusts, to get the most feeling out of it. "Holy shit, boss. Look at her she loves it. The sissy loves cock up her ass," Ryan blurted out laughing. "Oh god her ass is perfect Ryan," Bob cried out as his cock grew and twitched, as Chase waited for the inevitable to happen. Bob stiffened and Chase felt the familiar feeling of his intestines filling as the cock he was skewered on exploded deep in him. "I'm coming," Bob roared as he emptied his seed deep into Chases ass. Bob pulled out with a meaty plop sound and Chase felt cum ooze out of his stretched ass. "My turn boss," Ryan said enthusiastically unzipping his jeans. Chase was to exhausted to resist knowing full well it was useless. "A little sloppy seconds," They both laughed at bobs joke. Ryan's cock was a lot wider than Bobs and it stretched Chase to the point of pain. Pleasure coursed through his body as the cock rubbed against his prostate. Ryan was thrusting vigorously into the bound ass beneath him he was on the verge of coming. A few thrusts later and Chase couldn't take anymore he exploded into his satin panties and moaned into the gag. Then he felt Ryan explode into him then he felt nothing there was darkness. Chase passed out from the extreme pleasure. Bob was carrying Chase on his shoulders as they walk through the woods. Ryan was up ahead leading them deeper into the woods. Chases arms were tied behind his back. One nylon cord tightly secured his wrists while another painfully held his elbows together. His knees and ankles were also secured with the nylon cord. All the while that familiar vibrating sensation in his rear end returned. "Where are they taking me?" he wondered. Chase lifted his head but the blindfold effectively concealed his eyes. "Ah your awake," Bob said setting him down on his knees. Chase fell back, letting out a muffled cry when he banged his head on a rock. Bob helped chase to his knees then compassionately brushed off leaves and pine needles that got stuck in the bound mans hair. The foreign material clung to Chases head as if they were afraid to fall. "We were going to let you go. You didn't see our faces, but then we thought about it. We live five miles from here way up in the mountains and get ass maybe once a year. We get local whores, that are nothing compared to a fine piece of ass like yours. So we thought why not keep for us a sexy slave that'll do what we say when we say it," Bob explained as Chase listened in horror shaking his head. Ryan knelt down grabbing Chase by the chin. "We're gonna fuck you everyday." Chase was horrified, he started to cry as the vibrator ruthlessly stimulated his ass. At that moment he hated Michael for buying the toy. He hated this stupid game that got him into this situation in the first place. Most of all he hated his two captors that he knelt before. "Why was I so reckless," he thought in horror at the situation he was in, tied up like a slave used and abused like a common whore. "Now you may be hoping that you'll be rescued. You won't be. We're so far into the woods that nobody will ever suspect us of having a little sissy slave like you," Bob snickered. "Now I'm going to untie your legs so you can walk the rest of the way. If you try to run we'll chop off your ankles and you'll crawl for the rest of your life," Ryan said cutting the nylon cords freeing Chases ankles then his knees. Ryan tied a rope around Chases neck and pulled him to his feet. Bob roughly grabbed him by the chin. "Be a good girl and you won't get punished. Disobey us and you'll feel unimaginable pain." Chase shook his head acknowledging his captor. Then the ropes were pulled and Chase blindly followed his captors. The long walk seemed to take forever as sweat poured down his face. Walking in six inch heels in the woods was an accomplishment. Chase strutted along tripping a few times bruising his knees. He felt the leaves of the woods turn to grass as it playfully scratches at his ankles. Then he was led up a flight of stairs. Bob opened the door and they enter. Ryan took off Chases blindfold and the bright room caused him to flinch his eyes. Ryan was a tall broad man, a scruffy beard and greasy hair stood testament that he was in desperate need of a shower. His clothes were torn, tattered and just as dirty. Bob stepped into the room and Chase was taken aback. The man was tall and very handsome. He was clean and his hair was short and parted in the center. He was heavier than Ryan granted but the man before him is not what he envisioned. The room they stood in was large and littered with garbage. From plates and dirty cups to papers scattered about. The smell of urine filled Chases nostrils and it nauseated him. Holes in the walls were stuffed with beer cans. The place was an utter disaster and should have been condemned long ago. "Now we're going to untie you. Remember what I said," Bob explained as the nylon cord was cut from Chases wrists then his elbows. Pain filled arms and they were numb from being secured for so long. Ryan reached behind Chases head and unfastened the gags leather restraints. Chase spit out the gag. "Damn girl you must love to suck cock," Ryan snickered. "Please. I. I have money please let me go," Chase pleaded and Ryan slapped him across the face then violently pulled the neck rope causing him to fall to his knees. "Listen here sissy. Your our slave. You will do what we say," Ryan commanded then slapped Chase again across the cheek. Chase backed up against the wall. "Enough," Bob said sitting on the dirty couch. "Crawl over here." Chase slowly crawled to were Bob was sitting and knelt before him. "Unzip my jeans," he ordered and Chase slowly unzipped his jeans fearing what was about to happen. Ryan sat down behind them in an armchair. Chase pulled on the jeans exposing Bobs urine stained briefs. "Pull it out," He commanded and Chase freed the cock with trembling hands. "Kiss the tip," Bob said adjusting himself on the couch to prepare for the pleasure he would soon receive. Chase bent forward then kissed the purple head of the cock before him. He opened his mouth and took the tool in without instruction. His expert lips explored the cock tasting the reminisce of his ass upon it. The flaccid penis slowly came to life in Chases mouth and threatened to gag him. Chase deep throated the cock when it became hard. "Where have you been all our lives. You enjoy this don't you?" Bob asked in ecstasy. Chase shook his head in agreement then bopped up and down on the long cock. He did love giving blowjobs, loved the smooth, hard feeling of a cock, Just not like this forced to suck some stranger. "Oh yeah like that," Bob moaned as Chase expertly licked at Bobs balls with his entire cock stretching Chases throat. Bob didn't last long his cock expanded then exploded his seed down Chases throat. Chase licked and cleaned the cock for a few minutes then raised his head. Bob put his cock away then pulled up his pants. "You keep giving head like that and do as we say and you won't be punished," Bob said petting his head like a dog. "Over here sissy," Chase turned to see Ryan on the armchair naked supporting a hard on. Chase crawled over to Ryan and took the cock into his mouth and began to suck. As his mouth teased the cock within a plan formed in his head. He thought of a way out but for now he needed to endure this humiliation. If Chase thought Bob was quick Ryan was quicker exploding into his mouth after a couple of minutes. "Damn I never had a blow job that good before," Ryan panted and chase knelt there cleaning the softening cock. "Now sissy I want you to clean up around here," Bob said standing up. "Start with this room." Bob locked the front door then Chase noticed that the windows had bars on them and dread filled him. He stood and began to pick up food encrusted dishes off the floor. Bob showed him where the kitchen with a pile of dishes that spilled out of the sink. "In case your wondering all the doors are alarmed in here. Bars on the windows and the woods are filled with bear traps." Bob said walking up behind Chase grabbing a thin arm and squeezed hard. "Just one thing, if you escape you better make sure you make it out or are killed. Cause if we find you we will torture you. You will know pain and just when you think it's over the real pain will begin." Bob walked out of the kitchen as Chase turned on the hot water and began to wash the dishes. A few hours later and Chase was exhausted he cleaned the house to almost spotless. He cried a few times breaking a dish here and there but when one of the men would enter he apologized. They were sick men and to survive, Chase knew he must have patience and be obedient. Their bedrooms were a disaster that Chase couldn't believe some one would sleep in such a mess. How could people live like this with food and urine stained carpets. Ants made their home here to crawling about. Chase sat down at the kitchen table his ankles were killing him. Ryan walked into the kitchen and stood in disbelief. The room almost sparkled and he couldn't remember it being this clean. "Impressive. Get me a beer," Chase stood and walked to the fridge opening it he recalled cleaning out the mildew pots and bowls. It took an hour alone making the fridge smell clean and not of spoiled food. He grabbed a can a beer opened it and handed it to Ryan. The man took the can and guzzled it down crushing the empty can upon his skull. "Good girl," Bob said from the entrance as he observed Chases hard work. "follow me." Chase walked past Ryan, who slapped his ass, then followed Bob upstairs. Bob led Chase to a door that had a padlock upon it. He opened the door and the two of them entered. "This used to be our sisters room. She left a few years ago. To be honest I think Ryan was a little to loving with her," Bob said. "Were did she go sir?" Chase started using sir to act like he was broken the first step in his plan for freedom. "College. Momma left enough money for that. She's a smart girl and writes from time to time," Bob said. Chase examined the spotless room. The walls were painted pink with pictures of guys pinned up allover along with pictures of butterflies. A rose colored carpet covered the floor. The canopy bed was against the far wall with sheer see through silk drapes covering it. Porcelain butterflies adorned a dresser that was next to the bed. "If you want shower is down at the end of the hall and you can use her clothes you seem to be about her size," Bob said handing Chase the keys to the padlocks on his heels. "Oh and you did a good job today." Chase nodded then Bob walked away. Chase walked to the dresser opening the top drawer. Inside it was filled with bras and panties clean as if they were washed yesterday. Chase pulled out a pretty silk floral design panties and bra. In another draw he found a light blue silk night gown. To the bathroom he went stripping out of his clothes then pulling out the plug, whose batteries had finally died. Chase stepped into the shower and let the hot water massage him and temporarily take his woes away. He shaved his body with an old razor making sure it was smooth. "If I have to be a prisoner. I might as well enjoy the little things in life," He thought as his body was smooth and sensuous again. After dressing from the shower he cleaned the plug then put his clothes into the hamper he would wash them in the morning. Chase closed the door then climbed into the bed under the satin sheets. Chase herd someone walk past the door then herd the shower running. He knew they would come to him soon and why not. Here they have a sex slave they can fuck whenever the need arises. An hour later a light rap at the door. "At least they are courteous to my privacy," Chase smiled to himself. Ryan stepped into the room wearing a pair of silk boxers. His body wet from the shower and his face shaven clean. He walked over to the bed and Chase moved over knowing what the man wanted by the tent beginning to sprout in his boxers. Without a word Ryan laid down next to Chase and kissed him. This wasn't a forced 'you're my prisoner kiss'. It was a long passionate kiss. Chase pretended to enjoy it, his hand reached out and caressed Ryan's hairy chest. Chase broke the kiss then started to kiss down Ryan's body. Pausing to teasing Ryan's nipple before he continued further down. Chase freed Ryan's cock through the opening in his silky boxers. He playfully kissed the head of the cock then kept it just inside his mouth as his tongue licked around it in circular motions. Ryan moaned as Chase administered this technique upon the cock. Chase herd Bob enter the room then climb onto the bed. His nightgown was pulled up onto his back and his panties were pulled down to his knees. Bobs cock rested on his anus and chase waited patiently. The lubricated cock slid into his anus and began to pump. Chase moaned over the cock in his mouth as Bob gently fuck his ass. In and out in slow motion and chase was being brought towards orgasm. He displayed his pleasure through the manipulation of Ryan's cock in his mouth. Bang. Bang. Bang. The door knocked down stairs, Bob pulled out of Chase then Ryan grabbed his throat and pinned him to the bed. "Not a sound," Ryan threatened. Bob left the room then went downstairs. Chase could here other men talking and desperately wanted to cry. Salvation was just down stairs. Ryan held him fast. "I can make," he thought struggling the man on top of him out weighed and was to strong. Ryan slapped Chase with his free hand Chases eyes watered. "Stop struggling bitch or you will pay dearly," Ryan threatened again. Chase was amazed at Ryan's change in demeanor how could some one go from so loving to a vicious bastard in seconds. Then to Chases horror the downstairs door closed then the sound of a vehicle pulling away. Ryan got off of chase and stood next to him slowly caressing his nylon covered leg. The compassionate side of Ryan returned. "Your family reported you missing," Bob approached reared back and slapped Chase on the face. The smack echoed in the room and Chases face burned and began to swell. "If they come back. You had better prey they don't for if they do we will bury you up in the woods." Bob grabbed a clump of his hair then leaned in real close. "First we'll chop of your hands and feet." he said pulling chases hair roughly. Tears streamed down Chases eyes, his face hurt his head hurt. "I'm sorry," he croaked. "You'll be sorry alright if they return," Bob said angry then walked away. "Shh," Ryan said trying to comfort Chase. Ryan pulled his pants down then pushed his semi erect cock towards Chases mouth. Chase looked at the purple head then opened his mouth. Ryan's cock pushed into his mouth he began to manipulate the hardening flesh with his tongue. Chase began to suck on the cock with passion. He licked, sucked, and stimulated the cock until it became hard. Chase stroked the cock while manipulating the head of it with his tongue. He looked up into Ryan's eyes then a simple thought came to his mind. "Ryan do you love me?" he asked still stroking the cock in his hands. "Oh yeah baby," Ryan moaned. Chase sat up, "Please fuck me," he begged releasing the cock then turned around. Ryan lifted up the silk night gown then pulled down the floral panties. Chases tight hole was glistening with lubricant from Bob. Ryan rested the head of his cock to the entrance of the anus in front of him. He pushed forward. He felt dominate as he rammed into the helpless slave. Faking his love just to give a sense of security to his captive. Chase smiled in his mind knowing that he could use Ryan. By giving up his ass to the man freely he would get Ryan to love him. Then Chase would use this love to turn the brothers on each other. Chase pushed back slowly just the way Ryan like. Ryan's hands grabbed hold of his hips then Ryan began to piston faster into chases ass. This only last a few more minutes then the cock in Chases ass erupted spewing seed deep into his intestines. The cock in his ass pulled out, and Chase turned around and began to lick the softening flesh. "Oh, God," Ryan moaned as Chase manipulated the soft cock in his mouth tasting his own ass and milking the remains of Ryan's seed. Ryan kissed Chase then left the room. Chase waited for Bob to enter. After an hour he got into bed and fell asleep. It was in the wee hours of the morning when screaming and yelling awoke Chase from his slumber. "We have to kill her," Bob screamed. "No, the police are just fishing. They have no idea she is here," Ryan screamed back. "They think I am a woman," Chase thought obviously scared for his life he smiled. "Tomorrow we take her up into the woods give her one last good fuck then we kill her," Bob yelled. "Lower your voice," Ryan said barley audible. The rest of the conversation was drowned out mumbles that chase couldn't make out. He was worried now that they might kill him. He thought of escaping but what if he were caught. The threats Bob had made to him were very real. Chase laid awake in bed for the next few hours contemplating on what to do. Several times he almost got up the courage to escape but then the dread of what would happen to him seeped into his mind and halted all plans of escape. Sunlight filled the bedroom waking Chase up, He was afraid Bob would walk in at any moment and end his life. He got out of bed and went over to the dresser rummaging through the top draw he picked out a red lace thong and a red lace chemise. A pair of black silk stockings would complete his under garments. The next draw he pulled out a pair of stretch black capri pants. The last draw held a white satin blouse that Chase fell in love with. He grabbed the blouse and a pair of white six inch stilettos and headed to the bathroom. Both bedroom doors were closed and Chase thought his captors were still sleeping. In the bathroom he stripped out of his pajamas and jumped into the shower. The hot soothing water comforted him and if this was going to be his last day alive he wanted to enjoy simple pleasures. He lathered up his skin then began to shave the stubble from his body, that grew the night before. Once his shower was done Chase got out and massage baby lotion into his skin to make it extra silky and sensuous. Chase grabbed the thong and stepped into it enjoying the feeling of it caressing his anus when he pulled the flimsy garment up. He put on the chemise next then pulled the blouse over his head. The capri pants were a struggle as the stretch material squeezed his waist and legs. Stepping into the heels Chase grew horny. He wanted Bob to burst into the bathroom and rape him. He forced this vision from his mind as he began to apply his makeup. Chase started with tan foundation as a canvas to paint his face into a vision of a sluttish submissive slave. He used sky blue eye shadow to give him a young mischievous childish look. Black eye liner and mascara completed his eyes. A rose blush softened his mannish cheeks. Next Chase used pink lip stick and lip gloss to give his lips a wet smooth appearance. Chase pulled his hair into a pony tail securing it with a scrunchy. He pulled two strands free from both sides of his face. A light spray of a floral scent perfume and he was ready to face the end. Chase threw his pajamas into the hamper then left the bathroom and headed down stairs. His heels clicking on the wooden floor was hypnotizing. He strutted into an empty kitchen shaking his hips back and fourth stepping one foot tightly in front of the other to give a feminine appearance. His stomach rumbled so Chase decided to make breakfast for his captors. He grabbed a carton of eggs and a package of bacon from the fridge. He turned on the stove and waited for the pan to heat up. He cracked the eggs into a bowl and began to beat them. The Back door opened and Bob walked in with a scowl on his face. Chase froze in terror expecting Bob to end his life right here. Bob stepped up behind chase pushing him into the stove. "Were you listening to us argue last night?" Bob asked angered. "What should I do, think. Should I lie or tell the truth," Chase thought terrified. "Yes," Chase croaked silently. "Why didn't you try to escape?" Bob asked. "I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm afraid of what you'll do to me," Chase answered he began to shake nervously. "Hm," Bob said leaning forward and sniffing Chases hair. "You smell delicious." "Maybe," Chase paused for a second trying to think of what to say. Then it came to him. "Maybe I like they way you take control of me. Fuck me like I'm your whore." "You Like that?" Bob asked roughly pulling Chases hands behind his back. Bob pulled off his belt and tied Chases hands together. "You'll like this even more," Bob laughed as he pulled down Chases capri's and fished out the lace thong. Bob freed his raging hard on and in one swift motion rammed it deep into Chases ass. "OH," Chase screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure. Bob began to piston roughly in and out of Chase as he raped the bound sissy. "You like being fucked like a slut?" Bob screamed pounding harder into the anus his cock was ravaging. "You like it from behind tied up and controlled. Fucked like a whore in a whore house," Bob screamed then pulled Chases pony tail roughly as he slammed harder into him. His arms were bound tightly, his head pulled back and a cock ramming in and out of his ass. Chase felt humiliated at the fact that his own little cock was rock hard. It was all he could take his own cock exploded filling the lace thong and Chase screamed out in pure pleasure. Then he felt his insides fill as Bob climaxed in his ass. Bob pulled out then freed Chases arms. Chase slumped to the floor in bliss. Michael never made him feel like this. Bob put his flaccid penis away and zipped up his jeans. "Get dressed bitch and make breakfast. Afterwards were going up the mountain," Bob snapped walking from the kitchen. A blue tear ran down Chases face as it ruined his makeup. He stood up fixing his thong then pulled up his capris. He fixed the frying pan then poured the eggs into the pan with shaky hands. He turned on the other burner and placed bacon into the other pan. His nerves were a wreck as he cooked breakfast dreading the walk up into the mountains. The smell of bacon and eggs filled the air Chase had set the table for three places and then poured orange juice in three cups. His nerves had calmed down slightly enough to allow him to cook breakfast. Ryan walked into the kitchen freshly showered and dressed. He walked over to Chase and pulled the sissy into his arms. A deep meaning less kiss passed between them. Chase found his arms snake around Ryan's neck. He kissed back patiently. Ryan turned Chase around then pulled him to his knees. He pulled down Chases capri's and pulled of his lace thong. Ryan pushed his manhood into chase as Bob's seed lubricated the larger cock. "ooo," Chase moaned as Ryan slowly pumped in and out of Chase lovingly. Chases cock remained flaccid after expelling it's load twenty minutes before. Ryan however was hard as a rock and didn't last long. Soon a second load filled chases ass. Ryan pulled out of Chase and fixed himself up then sat at the table. Chase pulled up his thong then his capri's. He walked to the stove and continued cooking. Bob walked into the kitchen and sat at the table. "Hurry up bitch," he barked. "We don't have all day. It's a long walk up the mountain." the man teased. "I thought we went through this last night," Ryan stood angry. "Ryan listen to me we have to get rid of her. She is a nice piece of ass but if we are caught with her were looking at a long prison term," Bob said. "I don't care. Ever since sis left it gets boring around here," Ryan argued. "Enough. Enjoy your breakfast then were going to solve our problem here," Bob screamed. Ryan lowered his head in submission and fear filled Chase as he knew this would be the end of him. He could clearly see that Ryan would never stand up against his brother. After breakfast Ryan stood up. "I'll go to the barn and get the rope Bob," he said leaving the kitchen. Bob looked over at Chase with an evil grin. "Get on your knees," he commanded and Chase did as he was told. "Crawl over here," Bob ordered and Chase crawled slowly to bob. Bob unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers freeing his erect penis. "Give me a blowjob," Bob said smiling at the power he had over his prisoner. Chase leaned forward and took the tool of flesh into his mouth. His tongue manipulated the cock head as his head bobbed up and down. "Oh my aren't you quite the cock sucker," bob moaned as Chase bobbed faster. Then Chase took the entire cock deep into his mouth. Chase had perfected sucking cock when he first met Michael. As he dreamed back to when they first met. BANG. A gunshot went off and Bob began to stand. "Now," Chase thought and he bit down on the cock with all his might. He felt the cock's skin begin to tear and copper tasting blood filled his mouth. Bob howled in pain and began to punch Chases head. The third blow and released what was left of the cock and fell back. Blood squirted from Bobs cock as it hung on by a thin clump of skin. Chase spit out the blood in his mouth and stood he turned towards the door as bob grabbed his arm. Chase felt a gun to his head. "You're going to pay for that," Bob yelled squeezing tightly. The kitchen door flew open as state police troopers poured into the kitchen. "DROP THE GUN," the police screamed as Bob pushed the gun tighter against Chases head. "FUCK YOU," Bob screamed. There was a flash followed by the roar of two guns. Blood , bone and chunks of skin with hair splattered Chases face. Bobs gun fell to the ground followed quickly by Bobs dead body. Chase looked around confused. "Are you Chase Masterson?" the police officer who shot Bob asked while holstering his gun. Chase shook his head up and down obviously in shock. Another officer grabbed Chase and they led him outside. Chase was in awe over all the vehicles that were parked in the driveway and more were pulling up. "You're lucky," the officer leading Chase outside said. "Why's that?" Chase asked not feeling that lucky dressed like a girl with blood running down his face. "They could have killed you," the officer responded. "I know they were planning to," Chase replied. "How did you know I was here. Did Michael call you looking for me?" "You better sit down," the officer said. Helping Chase to sit on the passenger seat of his cruiser. "Michael was killed. We found his body when your parents reported you missing," The officer said and Chase broke down and began to cry. It was like a knife in the back to hear that his lover was dead. "When we found his body and contacted his mother she said you two always went hiking up in the mountains. Then early this morning we got a call from their sister. It seems the brother Ryan had told her all about you last night. She just got off the phone with him and called us." Chase sat back in the seat and allowed the tears to stream down his face. He wished it turned out differently and that he was dead so he could be with Michael. Two paramedic's approached Chase one was male the other female. They helped Chase up and led him to their ambulance. Chase sat in the back as they began to check his blood pressure. The woman wiped the blood from Chases face and smiled at him. Deep down inside Chase was glad this was all over and planned to never play a game like that in the woods ever again. The officer approached the ambulance. "We'll meet you at the hospital then get a full statement from you. What were you doing up in those mountains anyway?" The officer asked and Chases cheeks burned red realizing he would have to explain the story. How humiliated he would be when everyone found out. Chase could see the head line now: 'LOCAL SISSY FOUND AFTER SURVIVING AS A SEX SLAVE' The ambulance drove Chase to the hospital and after they doctors checked him out and the nurses cleaned him the officer entered his room. Chase held his head down then began to relate his story to the officer as his face burned with humiliation. The officer listened to Chases story never showing signs of laughing or disgust for that Chase will always be thankful.