Walking home from school costs me my Virginity

My name is Ava, I was walking home on what would be my last day of Freshman year when a man forced me into his car and kept me in his basement for 3 years pt 1

I was walking home from school one day and it was almost summer, so it was super hot and I was sweating even in my tshirt and shorts. I looked around and made sure nobody was coming up the road, then lifted my shirt and tied it, then unbuttoned my shorts. I just wanted to get home before my mom so I could make myself lunch without getting yelled at, but it was like time was going in slow motion.
I finally started to cool down as the wind picked up, and I closed my eyes as I walked, just feeling the breeze. I must've zoned out because I didnt realize a car was coming until it was right behind me. I opened my eyes and jumped back, thinking I was gonna get hit, but the car slowed to a stop right next to me. The window rolled down and an old, bald man was staring at me.
"Well hello there beautiful, do you need a ride?" He asked, a sweet tone in his voice.
"Oh, no thats okay im just headed home," I said, getting weird vibes.
"A pretty thing like you shouldn't be walking in this heat, hop on in, I insist!" He laughed lightly.
I declined again and his face changed. In a split second, a gun was in my face.
"Get in, I won't ask again little girl," he said sternly, unlocking his doors.
I was terrified, so I did what he said. I opened the back door, and slowly climbed in. Once the door was shut, he locked them and slammed the gas so hard I fell back into the seat. Once he got far enough, he slowed down to a normal speed and reached back with one of his big, wrinkly hands and started rubbing my leg. I jumped and moved away, and he slammed on the brakes and pulled over. He leaned over into the back seat and held the gun to my head. I started to cry, and he smirked.
"You do that shit again and I'll blow your brains out. Take off your clothes," He ordered.
"What?" I cried shakily.
He did something to make the gun click and moved it to under my chin. I held my breath and began to pull at my shirt. He smiled and leaned back so I had space, and watched with the gun pointed at me while I slowly took off my shirt. Once it was off, he snatched it away from me and tossed it onto the floor of the passenger seat. Then he motioned the gun at me, and I cried harder as I peeled my shorts down my shaking legs. He did the same with my shorts and I thought it was over, but he motioned the gun at me again, more urgently this time.
"Bra and panties too little girl, you'll never need those again where you're going," he said smirking.
I thought I was gonna throw up, and I shook my head no. He moved his finger to the trigger, and started to count. My heart pounded against my chest and I sobbed as I started to undo my bra. He took his finger off the trigger and yanked my bra off, saying I was taking too long. I was terrified, then he pulled at my panties, snapping me with the waist band. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, then quickly took them off. Instead of throwing those in the passenger seat, he rubbed them on his face and smelled them. I was disgusted, then he shoved them in his pants, and looked back at me.
"Get in the front, now," he ordered, moving out of the way.
I awkwardly crawled into the front, staring at the gun the whole time. Once I was sitting right, he finally put the gun down, then just stared at me. After a few minutes he finally spoke.
"You really are a beautiful girl, you're definitely worth whatever trouble you make."
He started to drive again, and immediately put his hand on my upper thigh. It took everything inside me not to pull away, but I didnt want him to pull out the gun again. I just stared out the window, crying, hoping a car would pass and notice me.
We were driving so long it had gotten completely dark. As the sun had gone down, the more the man touched me. First he moved to rubbing my belly, then he started squeezing my boobs and pinching my nipples, then he made me suck on his fingers, gagging me if I made any noise. It had been a while since we saw a car, and the only light was coming from the moon, so he moved again, to in between my legs. I couldn't stop myself from jumping, I'd never been touched there before. He immediately grabbed my hair and slammed my head against the window. Everything spun and I crumpled against the door. He put his hand back between my legs like nothing had happened, and muttered something but I couldn't hear him. I tried to focus on anything I could see out the window, but it was just trees and the occasional driveway. I couldn't tell if I was just tired or getting my head smacked messed me up but it was getting really hard to keep my eyes open, and after not too long I fell asleep.
I woke up to the driver door slamming shut, and before I could react mine swung open, and the man caught me as I fell out. I suddenly remembered what happened, and I started to yell and call for help, but I was still half asleep so I wasn't very loud, but he still got angry. He tossed me onto the ground, rocks dug into my skin, then he kicked me hard in the ribs. I groaned in pain and tried to breathe, but it was like I was using a straw. He shut the door over me and grabbed my ankle, then dragged me through the gravel. I felt my body getting ripped up by rocks but I didnt have the air to cry.
"There's nobody out here to hear you scream except the bears sweetie, and my shotguns inside so you need to keep it down. But don't worry, when we're inside you can be as loud as you want, I like hearing little things like you cry and beg," he explained, laughing.
When we got inside he picked me up and carried me down 2 flights of stairs. He kept squeezing and smacking my butt as he walked, and I couldn't stop the tears. When we finally got to the bottom, he shut and locked a door behind us, then dropped me onto the concrete floor. I cried out in pain, and he just walked away. He started messing with a washer in the corner, and I pushed myself up and ran to the door, then yanked and pounded on it. He sighed and started coming towards me slowly, so I tried harder and started screaming for help. When he was finally next to me he punched me hard in the face and I fell to the floor. He grabbed my ankle and dragged me to the washer, then stepped on my hair so I couldn't move while he messed with the washer some more. I was crying hard and asking him to let me go, but he wasn't listening. Suddenly the washer moved away from the wall and there was a small opening that lead somewhere. He forced me onto my hands and knees, smacked my butt hard and told me to crawl. I was horrified, so I did what he said, and as I went in he followed behind me, poking between my legs if I was going too slow. I finally came into another room and stood up, but was immediately kicked in the back of the knees and fell again.
"I didnt tell you to move slut. You're gonna learn soon baby don't worry,"
He walked away and I was too scared to move, and when he came back he had ropes in his hands and he was smiling.
"Let's go, you need to get cleaned out. Get your skinny ass in the bathroom," he ordered, pointing to a door.
I awkwardly crawled to the door, feeling his eyes on my butt the whole time. When I went to slow at the start he swung one of the ropes hard onto my back, then hushed me when I cried. When we got to the door, he opened it and kicked me in, then grabbed me by the hair and pulled me onto my feet and pressed me against the wall. I tried to push him off but he just grabbed my wrists and tied them up. Then he pulled them up over my head and hung the rope on a hook so high above me I was on my tip toes. He smirked then bent down and started licking and sucking on my nipple, pinching the other one hard. I cried and told him to stop, but he just bit down hard and laughed as I cried out. He finally stopped and bent down more, tying my legs to hooks on the floor so they were spread wide apart. He stayed crouched down, and shoved a finger in my mouth and told me to suck it. I did as he said and he yanked it out of my mouth after a few seconds, then roughly started jamming it into my cunny. I cried out and screamed at him to stop and for help. I felt him bump into something deep inside me, then he pulled his finger out of me. I cried hard, thinking it couldn't get any worse, but then he put his mouth on my cunny and started licking and sucking on it. I screamed more and tried to break free but it was useless. When he finally stopped I felt so gross I wished he had just shot me in the car.
"Nothing tastes as good as a virgin. A lot easier to break in too, less fighting," he said happily.
He walked away and started digging in the cabinet under the sink, and pulled out a squishy bottle with a curved tube on it. He put that on the floor and kept digging and pulled out a bag like you get at the hospital with medicine in it but instead of needles on the end it was a super long tube with a blue rubbery tip. He grabbed them both and started filling the bag and bottle with water from the sink. I wanted to ask what he was doing but the words wouldn't come out, I just hung there with my mouth open. When he was done he came back over to me smirking. He stood in front of me, grabbed my jaw and shoved his tongue in my mouth. I tried to pull away but he held my jaw tight. When he stopped I gasped for air and choked, and he pulled a stool over from the corner and sat in front of me, his face at my belly. He grabbed the squishy bottle and started to slowly drag it up my legs. When he got to my cunny he started to push it inside me. I cried out, it was much bigger than his finger and it felt like it was stabbing me.
"Be quiet, don't make me gag you. Even virgins need to get cleaned out, who knows what and who has been in here, and you made me drag you so I need to make sure there's no dirt in here," he explained as he pushed it deeper inside me until it bumped that same thing his finger did.
He pulled it out a little, then started squeezing the bottle. Cold water started filling me, making me gasp. It didnt hurt but I'd never felt anything like it before. As he kept going it started to hurt and my belly began to swell. I started to groan and whine, and he muttered something under his breath and reached over to the small basket on the floor and dug out a ball with leather straps on it. He stood up, still holding the bottle and forced the ball into my mouth, then strapped it behind my head. He looked at me, smirked, then slapped me hard in the face. I cried out, but all that came out was a muffled grunt.
"Perfect, now you can whine all you want," he said, laughing as he sat back down.
He kept filling me and filling me, I couldn't see the floor past my stomach anymore and he was still going. At some point when I was so swollen I thought I'd pop he stopped and started kissing and rubbing my belly.
"You look so pretty like this baby, i might just have to keep you pregnant as much as I can," he said happily.
I sobbed hard and he went back to filling me until the bottle was empty. He grabbed my stomach and shook it around, laughing as I groaned. I was sure my stomach would just explode at some point, but it didnt. He finally stopped, then he stared at my face and yanked the bottle out of me. The water flooded out of me onto the floor making the most embarrassing sounds. I moaned in relief as the pain rushed out of my body. He was saying something but I wasn't listening. My stomach shrunk quickly and watching it made me feel sick. When I was finally empty I watched the last of the water run into a drain on the floor that I hadn't noticed until then. He was touching my cunny but I was still so relieved I was empty I couldn't be bothered to fight him. I looked down and saw a tube of something in his hand and realized he was rubbing some kind of cream onto me, and it was making my cunny tingle and burn. I started to squirm but he smacked my inner thigh so I made myself stay still. When he stopped it was like my cunny was on fire and thats all I could focus on, so I didnt notice him grabbing the bag of water until the rubber tip was pressing into my butthole. I cried out in shock and started moving my hips away. He got mad and punched me hard in the stomach. I gagged and gasped for air, and he took the opportunity to jam the tip of the hose into my butt. I couldn't even breathe to cry out, so I just gasped harder. He pushed it deeper until the flared end was against my butt cheeks. He lifted the bag and hung it on the hook holding my hands. The water started filling me again, but this time it started to hurt immediately. I cried and begged him to stop but the gag made it so just whines came out.
"Your little ass has a lot more to clean and more stuff to get out, so im gonna leave you here to fill up while I get myself some dinner. Be a good girl and don't make a mess on the floor or youre gonna get it when im back," he explained, playing with my boobs. Before he left he globbed more cream onto my cunny and a little on my nipples, and it was like someone was holding matches on me. He left me there, swelling with water and crying hard.
I hung there for what felt like years. The bag had been drained for a while and the burning had worn off, but I was still waiting. I wanted to try and escape but every move made me drip onto the floor. My stomach was so swollen I looked like I needed an electric scooter to get around. I couldn't cry anymore, so I just counted the grout lines on the floor.
When he finally came back, I couldn't even look at him. I knew I had been leaking onto the floor a little but I hoped it went to the drain. He came over to me and grabbed my stomach and shook it around hard. I had no energy so all I could do was weakly groan into my gag. He laughed, then pulled out his phone and I heard it beep like it started to record.
"Look how nice and full you are," he started, talking in a creepy breathy voice.
"Do you want Master to empty you out?" He asked, shoving his phone in my face.
I didnt react, I was terrified id explode with the smallest movement.
He got irritated and smacked me hard in the face, then grabbed me by the throat and squeezed.
"Tell your Master how bad it hurts being this full," he ordered.
I forced out whines and groans until he finally let me go. While I was still catching my breath, he bent down and yanked the thing out of my butt. I immediately let go and everything rushed out of me while I groaned. I didnt really notice or care that the man was still recording on his phone. I had never felt more relief in my life.
When I was finally empty, I felt like my stomach had gotten all stretched out and was still huge. The man was shoving the camera in my face asking questions in a high pitched voice.
"See, doesn't it feel nice being all clean in there? Now should we take you down from there or do you need another round?"
My eyes went wide and I shook my head no. He laughed and finally put his phone down. He unhooked my legs, then lifted me off the hook holding my arms, but leaving them tied together. I tried to hit and kick him but he just laughed. He carried me out of the bathroom and brought me into room with just a bed. The mattress was stained and the frame was rusty metal, and the whole room smelled like mildew. He tossed me onto the bed and I tried to scooch away but he immediately flipped me onto my stomach and tied my arms to the headboard. I tried to kick my legs around but he was sitting on them. Then he bent over me and unlatched the straps behind my head and pulled the ball out of my mouth.
"I want to hear you beg me to stop while I break in this sweet little pussy you have," he whispered, shoving his fingers into my mouth as he spoke.
Then he stood up and started setting up his phone on a dresser I hadn't noticed. I started to cry and I asked him to let me go. He just laughed and started undoing his belt, then his pants fell to the floor and he came back to me. I screamed and cried and just kept saying no, and he just smiled. He forced my legs apart and climbed back on top of me so I couldn't move. He was rubbing my body and squeezing my butt roughly. He bent over me again and I could feel him against my butt cheeks. He was kissing my neck and I just kept crying and asking him to stop.
He stopped kissing me and said "thats a good girl, keep begging Master to stop. Soon you'll be begging for more."
He sat up and I felt him lining himself up with my cunny. I screamed and begged him to let me go, but he acted like he didnt hear me. He eventually found his target and started pushing into me. I groaned and tried to pull away, but it was pointless. It hurt so bad, he felt huge, way bigger than his finger and the thing he washed me with. I was sure I'd split in two, but he was moaning and pushing deeper inside me. He didnt stop no matter what I did or said until he bumped into that thing inside me again. He leaned over me and started roughly grabbing my boobs and nipples.
"After I pop your cherry, you'll belong to me. You're going to be a good girl for your Master and you're gonna scream for the camera," he whispered.
Without a second for me to think he slammed into me, and pain ripped through me. I screamed and cried, and the louder I was the more he moaned. He kept going deeper inside me, it felt like it was never going to end. When his hips finally pressed against me, I swore I could feel it in my throat, I could barely breathe.
"Don't worry baby, it hurts now but by this time next week you'll be so used to having things inside you youre gonna feel weird when its empty," he explained, rubbing my cunny.
I cried harder and he just laughed before starting to pump in and out of me. I kept gasping for air and choking, but he just went harder. At one point I started begging anybody to help me and he just laughed and held my hips tighter.
I eventually went quiet, completely worn out and in pain, but that made him mad. He started hitting me hard in the face so I'd cry out, and he didnt stop until I started begging and crying again I thought it'd never end, but after what felt like years he suddenly groaned loudly, held himself deep inside me, and a warm liquid started spraying inside me. After a few minutes he slid out of me, grabbed his phone and held it between my legs.
"Cherry popped pussies look so pretty filled with cum. Now let's get this little girl ready to learn."
He put his phone away then started pushing something big and solid inside me. I gasped and groaned, making him laugh, and when it was all the way inside I could barely move. He grabbed me and flipped me onto my back and I cried out, my arms twisting in pain. He quickly attached a big wand around my waist so the end was resting on my cunny. He smirked at me, then flicked a switch on the side of it and it immediately started to vibrate, sending a crazy feeling through my body. A moan escaped me and I was horrified that whatever this thing was doing to me felt good.
"This always speeds up my girls learning process, it feels nice doesn't it? This stays on whenever im not down here. I'll be down a lot the first week or however long it takes for you to learn your place, youre going to be tied to this bed so I can fuck you whenever I want, I took some time off work so we'll be spending quite a bit of time together. You should learn fast, you already are," he explained calmly.
My entire body was shaking and I was trying to ignore the feeling building up in my stomach, but he leaned over me and pushed the wand down hard. I moaned loudly and he smirked, then kissed me roughly.
"Cum for Master baby, show Master you want to be good for him," he whispered in a sweet tone as he started sucking on my neck.
I cried, trying to pull away from him and make the feeling in my stomach stop, but it kept getting stronger and stronger until this wave of the most intense amazing feeling I'd ever felt washed over me. A long, loud moan escaped me and my legs shook hard. The man was giggling the wand around and whispering 'thats it baby,' over and over again.
The feeling finally stopped, but I felt so sensitive I couldn't stop jumping and squirming around. He was smiling and finally let go of the wand, so it wasn't as bad.
"Such a good girl, you might learn even faster than I thought," he said, squeezing my boobs.
"Now I'll be back soon, Master just has some things to do, and while im gone youre gonna cum as much as you can so that pretty pussy can drink up all of Masters cum, understand?"
I didnt respond, I was so ashamed and scared I just stared at the ceiling, trying to forget what was going on. He got mad and grabbed me by the throat, squeezing so hard I thought my neck would snap. I couldn't breathe so I just kicked my legs around and stared at him.
As things started to go black he shouted, "When I ask you a question, you say Yes or No Master!"
He let me go and I gasped for air, then coughed hard. While I was choking he pressed the wand down hard, and I half gasped half moaned. He laughed, then asked me another question.
"Are you going to obey now or do I need to punish you already?"
I was still trying to catch my breath but I was so scared I forced myself to say something.
"No Master, ill be good i'm sorry" I choked out.
He smiled, stopped holding the wand down and stood up.
"What a good girl. Now open up, I dont want anybody to hear you from upstairs," he explained, holding the ball with straps over me.
I had no idea what he meant by that, but I knew I should just do what he asked, so I took a deep breath and opened my mouth nervously. He gently traced my jaw with his finger, and it took everything in me not to pull away. He suddenly jammed the ball in my mouth then strapped it tight around my head.
"Now remember what I said. I want that pussy to soak up every drop of cum I sprayed into it. I shouldn't be gone too long though, i hope you dont miss me too much."
With that he left me in there, completely humiliated, beaten, and that feeling getting stronger again. I started to cry, not caring if he heard me. I couldn't believe what was happening to me.