Tig
Copyright© 2009 by Heel
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - About a chase gone wrong.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa NonConsensual Heterosexual Horror BDSM MaleDom Foot Fetish Leg Fetish
Dan slipped his left arm under Moira's knees, then, supporting her back gently with his right hand, lifted her up. Moira's face drained off any color it had as searing pain rushed up her spine.
"I know it hurts, Mo, but there is no other option. We have to get out of here."
Blinking dizzily, Moira rested her head on his shoulder and heaved a deep sigh. She had clenched her right hand into a fist, as though she intended to hit her tormentor.
"Have patience, it won't take long, "Dan whispered, smirking. Moira's slightly unfocused eyes lingered on his face. "Be a good girl and everything will be fine, I promise."
"Where are we going?" she asked timidly. Her paralyzed left leg was swaying limply as he walked, the other one sticking stiffly in the air, its muscles cramped.
"You will see. Just try to relax now."
Dan headed toward the tin fence. A minute later he kicked open a rusty door and squeezed out. The people on the street were staring at them, but no one dared to ask a question.
Moira summoned all the courage she had left and yelled:
"Help! Help me, please! He's abducting me!"
The pedestrians nearby were stunned, obviously wondering what to do. Dan poked Moira viciously in the hip with his thumb and her yells immediately turned into breathless sobs.
"My wife has a hysterical fit," explained Dan. And that managed to do the trick - the people dispersed.
Moira hiccupped, then rubbed her sore hip with tremulous fingers. Dan buried his lips in her hair, moved them slowly toward her ear and hissed:
"Bad girl, bad girl. You betrayed me when I needed you the most." He bit her earlobe roughly, tugging on it.
"Dan, it's still not too late. You can just leave me here on the sidewalk and..."
"No, no, sweetie pie, I won't leave you. You need help and I will do my best to help you."
Moira considered the idea to claw at his eyes, but decided against it – she didn't want to be dropped on the sidewalk.