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It was a gorgeous night at the cottage. Shane had been admiring the stars before deciding it was time to go to bed.
Shane stood up and started walking before he heard a rough voice.
“Stop."
Shane froze in his tracks. He couldn’t see the stranger, but he sounded tall. A thick accent suggested that English wasn’t his first language.
“Whose there?” Shane said, suddenly self conscious of the fact he was only wearing shorts.
“A robber. I want 10 billion dollars.”
Shane had to laugh at the request. “I’m good at hockey, but I’m not that good.”
“Then I will take something else.” The robber said as he started walking closer.
I’m an athlete. Maybe I can get away. Maybe I could take him in a fight, Shane thought as he formulated a plan.
“What could possibly be worth that much?” Shane asked as the robber reached him. Shane felt a hand on the small of his back.
“You.” The voice whispered in his ear. Shane shuddered as one gloved hand covered his mouth.
Shane didn’t know what to do, so he tried to shake the attacker off, even though he was taller than Shane. To both of their surprise, Shane was successful.
Shane started running towards the front door, trying to confuse his attacker by taking the long way into the house. He was surprised when the stranger didn’t follow him, before suddenly realizing why.
Shane tripped over something and fell forward onto his face. He could hear footsteps behind him as he scrambled to get up. He was successful, but he only made it a few steps before the stranger tackled him from behind, somehow pulling his pants down at the same time.
“No,” Shane said, suddenly completely exposed to the cool night. The grass was wet below him.
“You are not being nice.” The robber said. He was using one hand to hold Shane’s hands down above his head, and the other hand to roughly shove three fingers into Shane’s ass as he tried to scream.
“I’ll pay you.” Shane managed to say. “Anything you want if you just leave me alone.”
“Nothing could be enough.” The robber said as he turned Shane over, pressing his body into Shane’s to hold him down. When Shane saw the robber, he was relieved to see he was still fully dressed.
“What do you want?” Shane asked as the robber grabbed Shane’s underwear and wrapped it around his wrists, effectively restraining him. He wrapped Shane’s shorts around his ankle, leaving enough room that his legs could spread, but not enough that Shane could get away.
“I want you.” The robber said, leaning down to whisper in Shane's ear.
Suddenly, Shane was turned over again. This time, the stranger positioned him on his hands and knees. Shane closed his eyes as tears escaped them.
“I do not want to rush this.” The stranger said, leaving Shane in that position long enough for him to plan a potential escape. Shane was about to make his move when he felt a sharp sensation on his back.
“To keep you from escaping,” the stranger said, “I got a whip. To keep you in your place.”
“Please stop,” Shane cried as the stranger repeatedly whipped his back. Suddenly, Shane felt the sensation on the back of his legs, before the stranger started whipping his ass.
“We are not done yet,” the stranger said when he finally stopped. Shane cried with relief when the blows stopped coming.
“What more could you do?” Shane asked, suddenly regretting the question. The stranger gave a dark chuckle in response.
“You will find out Hollander. But first, let us cool you off.”
Suddenly, Shane felt himself being rolled over. The cool grass felt good against his skin, but the rough rolls felt like agony.
Suddenly, Shane’s whole body was submerged underwater. He tried wrestling against the restraints on his wrists and ankles, but they only tightened.
“Thirsty?” The stranger asked, this time shoving just his head underwater while the rest of his body lay on the shore. He held Shane like that for a minute, using his other hand to play with Shane’s asshole.
Right before Shane felt like he was about to pass out, the stranger pulled his head up and rolled him back onto the grass. This time, he was face up.
“You are being so good.” He said, leaning over Shane and kissing his face. “You are so good for me.”
“Stop.” Shane said, suddenly exhausted. Before he could stop himself, he released his bladder, all over himself and the stranger.
Shane had hoped it would scare the stranger off. Instead, the stranger pulled Shane’s legs apart as much as he could and licked he pee off Shane’s thighs.
Shane brought his hands down, hoping to stop the stranger, but he wasn’t strong enough. In response, the stranger quickly slapped him before biting down hard on his thighs.
“Clearly these are not working.” The stranger said, referring to the existing restraints. “Thankfully I brought something stronger.
He pulled out a pair of handcuffs, placing them behind Shane’s back before flipping him over again. Shane’s wrists were in agony as he lay over his restrained wrists.
“Now you will not fight so hard.” He said, right as Shane kicked the stranger in the stomach.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” The stranger said, pulling something out that Shane had never seen before. It was a spreader bar that the stranger attached to Shane’s ankles, replacing the shorts.
“I have been rude.” The stranger said, pulling out two more items. “This will be rough, and you should not have to see it.”
He placed a blindfold over Shane’s eyes. Shane was grateful for the relief. He couldn’t escape the experience, but he didn’t have to watch it.
Shane felt less relieved when the stranger placed a ball gag in his mouth. When Shane tried to scream, the sound came out muffled.
“If you keep that up, I will have to do more.” The stranger said as Shane continued to struggle against him. The stranger let him writhe against his restraints for a full minute before flipping Shane over and placing something in his ass.
“Now you can’t move too much,” the stranger said, placing a butt plug in Shane’s ass. “It will hurt too much.”
Shane whimpered with defeat as the stranger flipped him over for the last time. He was right. With the hurt plug placed, Shane wasn’t going anywhere.
“Now we can get back to it,” the stranger said, finally taking his pants off. Shane couldn’t see it, but he could hear the sound of the zipper.
Shane tried to fall asleep before he felt a large hand stroking his pussy.
“I will try to make this enjoyable for you,” the man whispered into his ear before placing the tip of his penis into Shane’s pussy.
Shane’s pussy was still soaked in piss, so the stranger didn’t bother to use lube. He pressed in, causing a broken sound to escape Shane. The stranger didn’t hear it through the ball gag.
“You will like,” the stranger said, roughly grinding into Shane. Shane suddenly felt his pussy getting wet as the stranger pushed harder and faster.
Suddenly, he stopped and pulled out. Shane let out a moan of relief before he felt the ball gag loosen.
“Be a good boy and swallow.” The stranger said, before placing his penis in Shane’s mouth and finishing. Shane swallowed before immediately spitting it out.
“You are not good listener,” the stranger said. Shane could hear him standing up. “When I tell you to swallow, I mean it.”
Suddenly, Shane felt a hot stream on his face. It went up his nose before landing on his mouth.
“Swallow or I cannot be done with you.” The stranger said, and this time Shane complied. It was repulsive, but he wanted this to be done.
“Good boy.” The stranger said, sitting down next to Shane and stroking his cheek before shoving his tongue down Shane’s throat.
“You have been very good.” The stranger said, leaning down to pick Shane up. He left the restraints on, but roughly pulled the plug out.
“Where are you taking me?” Shane asked, knowing there was no use in fighting.
“To the house. I want to fuck you in every room.”
Shane whimpered at the thought of being used. His backside still stung from the whip, and he just wanted to get cleaned up, but the stranger wasn’t done with him yet.