Kidnapped and used for Slavery

The day I was walking home from school and a random man pulled up beside me and took me to be his sex slave.

My name is Clara, im 14, short, skinny, pale, with long black hair to my hips, blue eyes, and freckles. One day I was walking home from school, it was the middle of summer and it had rained earlier, so it was humid and sticky. All my friends and I had worn skirts that day, so I was wearing a blue Jean skirt, my school tights and shoes, a thin pink tank top, and my school jacket was around my waist. I was dragging my backpack on the ground as I walked, sweating and my legs burning. I watched the cars speed past me, but one stopped quickly after seeing me and backed up till they were next to me. The window rolled down and an older man was inside smiling.
"Well what do we have here? Are you alright little lady?" He asked with a grin.
I nodded and replied, "Yes im fine! Just heading home from school!"
"Well a pretty thing like you shouldn't have to walk so far in this heat! Why dont I give you a ride?" He said, getting out of his car.
I started to feel nervous, so I said, "Oh no thank you, its not too much farther and my mom doesn't want me to get in strangers cars."
He was standing next to me now with his hand on the passenger door handle.
"No I insist! I can drop you off a few feet away so she wont know! Come on!" He opened his door and motioned for me to get in.
I started to step back slowly, declining again. He started coming towards me, so I tried to run. He grabbed me, and as I went to scream he covered my face with a rag, and I quickly passed out.
I woke up in a dark room with no windows, and it was completely empty except for a chair and a mattress I was laying on. I tried to get up but I was tied down with my arms above my head and my legs spread open. I was so confused, I couldn't remember what had happened or where I was, I just knew i had been on my way home. After a few minutes of trying to free myself, a door i hadn't noticed opened, and the man from before walked in.
"Where am I? Please let me go," I begged, starting to cry.
He said nothing, then something cut through the air and smacked me hard in the stomach. I cried out and noticed him holding some weird stick thing. He was smiling like he had before when he was in the car, a scary look in his eyes. He crouched down over me, got really close to my face, then took a long sniff. I thought it couldn't get any worse, but then he started to cut off my clothes. My body was trembling as rusty scissors dragged across my skin.
Once I was just in a bra and panties, he went lower until his face was lined up with my cunny, then shoved his face into it and sniffed again. I cried harder, no idea what was happening but knowing it felt wrong.
When he was done he said, "the second I saw you, I knew you'd become the perfect sex slave, and with this tight body and sweet smelling pussy, I know I was right."
He took the scissors and cut my panties off, pinching my inner thigh until I was quiet. When they were off, he started touching and rubbing my cunny, moaning loudly.
"Let's see if I'll have to punish you for being a whore," he groaned before slamming 2 of his fingers inside me.
I grunted and cried out, earning a slap in the face. He kept shoving his fingers deeper and moving them around until he hit something inside me. He poked it a few times, then yanked his fingers out, a smile coming back in his face.
"God youre so tight, and such a good girl saving your virginity for your master."
He took the scissors and cut off my bra, then started pinching my nipples and feeling my chest like he was checking something.
"Not as big tits as i usually like, but you've still got some growing to do. Once you have my baby they'll be huge, we just gotta get to work," he said like he was a teacher planning how id pass my next test.
He pulled out a ball with a strap and shoved it into my mouth and clipped it behind my head. He stood up and started undoing his pants, and I started to cry and beg him to let me go.
"Please I wanna go home!" I screamed out behind the ball.
He took the stick from before and hit me with it 10 times across my body. I sobbed and screamed until the last 2, where I didnt have the energy so I just cried silently. When he was done he finished taking his pants and underwear off, then climbed between my legs and started kissing down my body. The further down he went the harder I cried, then he started kissing and licking my cunny. He was moaning and saying how good it tasted while I squirmed and tried to get away. He got annoyed after a few minutes and pulled out a knife and held it to my thigh, so I had to stay still. When he was done he put his hips between my thighs, poking my cunny.
"Get ready slave, this will be the first experience of your new life," he said, then slammed his hips into me.
I screamed as he grunted, forcefully jamming himself deeper into me. I felt like I was ripping open and I didnt think id survive.
"How's that cock feel slave?" He asked, pulling back out of me slowly.
I didnt say anything, so he took the knife and dragged it across my thigh to my belly, making me scream.
"ANSWER ME SLAVE!" He screamed.
"It hurts!" I cried out behind the ball.
"Good, your tight little pussy needs a punishment," he growled before slamming back into me, ripping through that thing he was poking earlier.
I almost passed out from the pain. I couldn't hold the scream back, so he took the knife and sliced my face. I sobbed as he went in and out of me, moaning and saying every few minutes something about how tight I was. After a few minutes he started going harder and faster while squeezing me tightly, then he moaned loudly and something warm started filling me.
"Oh yeah, take that cum slave, thats all youre good for now, just a slutty little cum bucket."
He pulled himself out of me, then got himself dressed and pulled something out of his back pocket and shoved it inside me. I gasped and whined, feeling like I was gonna pop.
"God I haven't had a virgin in a long time. You definitely need a lot of training, but eventually youll be a perfect slave. Get your rest while you can slut, its only going to get harder from here," he said as he left, laughing.
I sat in the dark room and cried quietly. I kept pulling against the ropes and eventually felt my feet coming loose. I spent the next hour or so slowly loosening them, and eventually my legs were free. I tried to get up, but my wrists were so tightly tied i could barely move. I sat there for a while fighting with them until I gave up and started to cry again, then eventually cried myself to sleep.
I woke up to my legs being cuffed tightly and the man dragging the knife across my thighs. I cried out and he started to scream.
"HOW DARE YOU UNDO THOSE ROPES! YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA GET AWAY FROM THIS BUT GUESS WHAT? THIS WILL BE THE REST OF YOUR LIFE, SO YOU NEED TO LEARN FASTER!"
Then he took his knife and shoved the top third of the knife into my thigh. I screamed louder than I think I ever had, so he pushed it a little deeper telling me to shut my mouth.
"You just keep making things worse for yourself little girl, so let me make this clear. If you keep disobeying and fighting with me, you'll give me no choice but to kill you," he paused to rip the knife out of my thigh, and I bit the ball in my mouth to stay as quiet as I could.
"You wouldn't want that to happen now would you?" He asked sweetly.
I felt extremely dizzy and lightheaded, but I still shook my head and tried to say "No... Master," through the ball.
"Good pet," he said, undoing his pants.
Tears fell down my face as he pushed into me again, but I stayed quiet. He groaned loudly as he pumped in and out of me, randomly saying how good I felt. He started pinching and pulling my nipples, and it took everything in me to stay quiet but when I did he seemed pleased. After a few minutes he started going harder and faster like the last time, then more of that hot liquid filled me up. He pulled out of me and smooshed that thing from before back inside me.
"See? Wasn't too hard to behave now was it?" He asked, rubbing my stomach softly.
"Don't worry though, soon youll be pregnant, and youll adapt quickly after that, you women always do."
He quickly dressed himself and left me alone again. I had no idea what time it was, but I hoped he'd go to bed and leave me alone. I laid there and cried, trying to ignore the pain. I didnt think id ever escape, and I knew theres no use in trying. I wondered if my parents or anyone had noticed I was gone or if they were looking for me. My eyes started to feel heavy, so I closes them and eventually fell asleep, having nightmares about my future.