Emma and the Kidnapper

One day when I was young, I got kidnapped. I was playing with a ball with my dog, Rusty, in a park that was surrounded by woods. When Rusty couldn’t find one of my throws that went wild, I went into the woods to retrieve it. While I searched the ground, I noticed a person out of the corner of my eye. As I went deeper into the woods, he got closer. Rusty growled.

But Rusty was a people’s dog, not a watchdog. When the man got within touching distance, Rusty just stood there. The man put his arm around me, covered my mouth, and walked me off to his van, parked in a nearby alley. He didn’t throw me into the van like they do on TV. He just opened the back door and escorted me in. There was a bed there, pillow, covers, and all. I wondered if he lived in his van. I was scared to death.

There was a barrier between the front of the van and where I was, and he locked the back door and drove off way deep into the woods down near the river.

He let me out of the van & took me into a nice cabin he said he’d built. He had a bedroom all fixed up for me. The place was clean and neat.

“What’s your name?” he asked, after I sat down on the bed.

“Susan,” I said, making one up. My real name was Ella.

“OK, Susan, I’m Doug. I want to tell you what’s going to happen.” My stomach churned. I’d seen enough cop shows to know that he would kill me when he got through with whatever he’d brought me to his cabin for. And what was that? Rape? Beatings? Torture? I threw up.

He went & got some wet towels and cleaned it up. It was all on the bedspread, so he removed that & threw it in the washer. I was afraid he’d be mad and punish me. But he just came back and sat down on a chair facing me.

“It’s OK, honey. I’m not going to hurt you or kill you or any of the other stuff you see on TV. I just want to pleasure you. It makes me feel good to make other people feel good.”

I didn’t believe him. People will say anything to get what they want.

He asked if I was hungry or thirsty. I said I’d like to have a Coke. He went and got one.

“Now, here’s what’s going to happen. I’ll do things to you – I’ll never hurt you – that will make you feel so good you won’t believe it. I’m only going to keep you this weekend [it was a 4-day weekend]. Your dog knows how to get home, so don’t worry about him. After the weekend, I’ll drop you off in a safe place with a pay phone & give you money so you can call home. Since I’m not going to hurt you, I’m going to have to trust you not to tell the police where I am.”

Yeah. IF you don’t hurt me.

He had me stand up and took off all my clothes. I felt embarrassed. My face must have turned red. He said, “Don’t worry, honey, I’ve seen many little girls naked.” Then he began to caress my body from top to bottom. He even gave me a foot massage. I was as tense as a racehorse.

Then his caresses focused on the front of my body. My undeveloped and barely sensitive “breasts”. My tummy, stroking round and round. And then what I dreaded, he had me lie back so he could look at my privates. He spread my pussy lips, and, unexpectedly, that kind of excited me, made my clit tingle a little. He looked closely at my clit, spread my vagina lips open and shone a light in there, and lifted my bottom up to try to stretch my anus open by pulling on the sides of it with his thumbs. He stopped when I said it didn’t feel good.

Then he showed me this scary-looking metal thing and said he was going to open my vagina some more with that, and use some probes to “check things out”. He warmed it up and lubed it up real good, so when he slid it in, it felt good. Real good, since he was resting his thumb on my clit. Then he made some adjustments to it and I could feel my vagina being opened. He said I should tell him if it started feeling uncomfortable, so I did. Then he must have done the probe, because, although I didn’t see him insert anything, I could feel something stroking my vaginal wall and pushing on the end of it. He also pushed up on my vagina and that felt really good. I’d never had that feeling before.

He kept up the vaginal exam for quite a while, and I got to really enjoying it. My clit was tingling just from his thumb resting on it. Then, leaving the metal thing in me, he replaced his thumb with his lips and tongue. He licked my clit, slowly, and sucked on it lightly. I knew it could feel real good down there, but I didn’t know it could feel that good. Together with the feelings from his vaginal probing, my clit was tingling a lot. I’d had tingling with my enemas, but this was way stronger, and kept getting stronger. My whole body was suddenly overcome with a feeling I couldn’t describe, and spasms that I couldn’t have stopped if I’d wanted to. But I didn’t want to. It scared me, but at the same time, I didn’t want it to end it felt so good! Better than anything else I’d ever felt.

After I calmed down, he told me that I had just had an orgasm, that it was normal after a person has been sexually stimulated for a while.

After a while he took the metal thing out of my vagina and moved down and licked the outside of my vagina, then slid his tongue inside. I started having those feelings again. But he got up & came back with a small enema bulb. “I want to stick my tongue through your anus, but I want you to be clean, so I’m going to shoot some water in there and after a few minutes, you’ll need to go to the bathroom and hopefully that will clean you out.” I’d had big enemas before. Every Saturday night. So the thought of a small one didn’t bother me. In fact, I looked forward to it.

Before sticking the nozzle in, he licked me again like he did before, but this time, he also licked round and round my anus, while rubbing my clit with his thumb. Then he lubed up the nozzle and my anus with something really slick, and slowly, rotating it with my anus as the center, slowly inserted the nozzle. For a while, he pulled the nozzle out & pushed it in, over & over, all the while rubbing my clit with his thumb. My anus was very sensitive because I played with it a lot. I began to have those feelings in my whole “down there” area. Everything down there kind of came together into one thing.

Then he took his finger off my clit and substituted it with his tongue, and almost at the same time, he squeezed hard on the enema bulb, pushing hot water into my rectum. My body went into convulsions, stronger than before, and all there was was those feelings, which spread out all over my body. I kept saying, against my will, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” and dug my fingers into his hair.

After I relaxed, he exclaimed, “Oh Sweetheart! Another orgasm! That’s great!”

I asked him what an orgasm was and he more or less explained.

He told me to go to the bathroom and push the water out and then come back.