Captivity – Chapter 2

“Good Morning Sunshine”, he spoke with a rather amused cheery tone to his voice. He gripped the hose which was fed through the only window for the basement, holding it up and turned it down proceeding to hose her down with the ice chilled spray from the hose. He started at her breasts and worked his way down towards her crotch and then down along her skirt, and over each leg and then up to her face. She fought against the water of course, trying to get away from the chill. “Well now that should do for a morning shower”, he said. He stood there looking down at Catherine who was dripping wet by now from the morning shower.

“Aww now your all wet, we can’t have that now can we? You might catch a bit of cold. ”

He reached for the pair of scissors which were left on the table and made his way over towards her once more. He reached to grip the skirt, using the scissors to cut straight through and rip them down and off of her tossing them into the pile of clothing which he began to collect on the side of the floor.

“Such beautiful panties”, he said gripping and tugging them up to press them into the slit of her shaven pussy which she had just shaven the night prior to her abduction. She thrashed and tugged to try to get away from him but there was simply no avail. He then proceeded to use the pair of scissors to cut into the silk fabric, ripping and tearing till they were torn off of her. Next came the socks, one after the other, the heels which she wore were already kicked off and pushed of to the side. He stood up and glanced down to her naked body, as she tried to curl up in the corner and cover herself up, pulling her body from his view.

“Well now that your all wet, perhaps we should go for a walk out on the beach to get you dried off shall we?” he said as He stood there with his hands pressed up and folded over his chest. He then turned and crouched downwards to undo the chain going to the wall from her shackled ankles, releasing her from the wall. He turned and moved over to the table reaching down and picked up the cattle prod which he had with him “and if you think about trying to get away.’ he held the cattle prod out pressing the trigger which would send a jolt of electricity across the two ends of the instrument “there shall be consequences” he finished speaking down to her.