Chapter 2 - The Escape
Rather than head for the States in our escape I headed west, across the country.
I did this for two main reasons. The first being that it would be natural for
pursuers to reach the conclusion that their captive, on somehow escaping, was
sure to try to return to her own country and, while they may search within their
own country as well, they were highly likely to concentrate their resources
between the town and the border, especially in the first couple of days. But
more importantly, I had access to a hunting lodge in the mountains near the sea
on the western coast. The cabin was secluded, and in this off season period it
was highly unlikely that we would be discovered there. In fact, I had been using
the cabin as base for my search for a couple of months now. It would also give
us ample time to formulate plans for the future.
Once we had cleared the town limits I sped up, putting miles between us and the
town. I counted on us having at least a four hour start on any pursuit, and it
was imperative to put as much distance between us and the town by then as was
possible. While I drove sow slid across the bench seat of the car and snuggled
up to me. She babbled on and on in a delirious chatter that indicated that she
was still in a state of shock and disorientation. When I was able to finally
calm her down I gently told her that at daybreak she was going to have to be
hidden in the back of the car, explaining that when word got out our pursuers
would be sure to be looking for a vehicle with a man and a woman on board. I
smiled as I informed her that she was not going to be exactly hard to recognise
when her description was out.
As time went on she began to relax, actually believing that she was free of her
oppressors at last. When this happened her natural sensuality soon took over
again, and her hand dropped, instinctively, into my lap. Despite our history I
still flushed with embarrassment when her fingers brushed up against my achingly
stiff cock, and she giggled with glee. In truth, my monster prick had been stiff
since the first moment I had looked upon her delightful charms in that dreadful
dungeon in which she had been imprisoned.
Her clever fingers had soon drawn down my zipper, and freed my raging erection
from the tight confines of my pants. She caressed the hot meat of my prick,
gently at first, cooing with delight at being able to do so once again after so
much time. She reaffirmed her love for me saying that it had never waned even
though her most harrowing experiences. The hope that I would eventually find
her, she informed me, was the only thing that kept her sane, and more darkly,
stopped her from taking her own life.
I listened to her quietly, letting her do all the talking, realising that she
needed to shed her hurt in this way. All the while her clever fingers teased me
incessantly, causing me delicious pleasure, but not distracting me from the task
of driving too much. I longed to be naked with her, but that would have to wait
until we had reached our destination. After about an hour she had finally talked
herself out. She gazed up at my face with a stare of sheer joy and exclaimed,
with a teasing tone lacing her voice, "Darling piglet". We somehow saw no reason
to use an other than our slave names in addressing each other, indeed we didn't
no each other's real names anyhow, but it hadn't even occurred to either of us
to ask. She squeezed my throbbing cock strongly, and her beautiful face fell
down towards its arching stiffness, "I love you dearly, but I adore this
enormous, beautiful prick even more, and I can no longer wait to taste it!"
Her warm wet mouth enveloped the top three inches of my pulsing stalk, and her
mouth sucked on it like a starving waif. I almost ran off the road as a result
of exquisite sensations I had not experienced since the day of my exile. Sows
lips and tongue fed ravenously on my burgeoning erection with relentless hunger.
The sounds of her wild sucking soon drowned out the drone of the car's engine
completely. My semen began to boil in my squirming testicles, and I began to
believe that the gorgeous sow's lascivious talents might be able to break my
evil Mistress' cruel spell, and I might find relief at long last. But after a
half an hour of flawless erotic torment I knew that this was not to be, an
almost sobbed in frustration.
I had been so engrossed in sow's pleasurable activity that I hardly noticed that
dawn was beginning to break. When I realised that it was light again, and cars
and trucks began to appear on the road, I pulled over to the edge and reached
down to sow's head. I gently prised her mouth from my aching cock and drew her
upright. She stared at me with tears in her eyes, fully realising why she had
not been able to bring me off, and exclaimed how sad she felt that the bitch
still held sway over me. I shrugged helplessly and tried to console her because
she obviously thought that it was her fault. That her expertise at sucking cock
was not good enough. I was quick to reassure her that no one had ever sucked my
prick with such delightful skill, and never would. If I was to find the capacity
to orgasm once again, I would have to find a way of de-programming my brain.
But I was anxious to hide sow away, and get on with the trip. I estimated that
we were only about two hundred miles from the town, and still had almost fifteen
hundred to go to reach our destination. I explained to sow why what we had to do
was necessary, and then pried the back seat loose and helped her to clamber into
the alcove I had prepared. It was cramped but, apart from the heat, would not be
too uncomfortable for her. I had made sure that the air circulation was good and
tried to get sow to try to sleep. I told her that I was going to drive non stop
until we got to the cabin. The longer we were on the road, the more risk we took
of discovery. She reluctantly agreed, and glued her lips to mine for a few
searing seconds before I levered the seat back into place, completely hiding her
presence.
Before I got under way again I popped a couple of uppers to keep me awake and
alert. I had obtained the pills from a long distance truck driver who assured me
that they would keep me going for at least forty eight hours. About four hours
later I pulled into a truck stop and filled the car's huge gas tank with fuel,
checked the oil and water, and then went into the store and bought four
hamburgers, a half a dozen cokes, and a small esky, to keep the drinks cool.
Before I drove off again I slipped half of the food, and a coke in to sow.
I drove steadily for the rest of the day and into the evening. When I thought it
was dark enough I stopped the car and let sow out. We got under way again as
soon as we had eaten the rest of the food. Sow took only a few minutes to have
my fly open once again, and my hard cock was soon nestling hotly in her soft
hand. She chattered incessantly about how she was going to cure me of my awful
malady no matter what it took. Over the hours she asked me to relate the story
of my search, and how I had came to find her. I related the whole story while we
drove on and on, only stopping very occasionally on the side of the rode to
relieve ourselves when the need arose.
In the early hours of the next morning we made our second, and I hoped last,
stop before we reached our destination. I made sow remain in the car, and told
her to be careful not to attract attention to herself while I filled up and
replenished our food supplies. In the take away food outlet I picked up an early
edition newspaper and browsed through it while the food was being prepared. I
got the shock of my life when I read a stop press article concerning a
kidnapping in the town we came from. My heart was pounding when I realised that
the victim was sow by the description given. The article offered a large reward
for information, and gave a contact number for a private detective agency. I was
relieved to find that I did not figure in the data given. They had not yet
connected me to the escape, but I had no doubt they eventually would, given that
it the detective agency was any good then they would eventually be in contact
with sow's former Master, and through him, Mistress Lotta.
After collecting the food I rushed back to the car, popping a couple more pills
on the way. As soon as I got in I drove off, throwing the newspaper over to sow
for her to also read the article. When she started to cry I reassured her that
we would not be re-captured, I had planned this too well. The cabin we were
going to could never be connected to us regardless of the fact that they would
surely learn of my involvement before too long. As soon as we were well away
from the truck stop I pulled over and helped sow into her hiding place. For the
rest of the journey she would have to remain hidden. We couldn't afford to take
any chances. Although she protested, she knew that I was right and reluctantly
returned to her cramped little hiding hole after she had finished eating.
We only had fifteen hours to go by my estimation, and would not have to stop
again until we were almost home free. The rest of the trip dragged on, and I had
used the last of my pills and was beginning to suffer. Finally I reached the
turn off that led up into the hills. When I reached the tiny settlement that
served the hunting lodges I pulled off the road and donned a disguise that I
always used when shopping there. I was now extremely glad I had taken this
precaution, especially if the people read the papers regularly.
I went into the general store and was warmly greeted by it owner. I told him
that I wanted to stock up with enough supplies to last a month or so. I was
going to work on my newest book, and wanted complete solitude to concentrate on
it. I had set my persona as a writer when I first came to the cabin. The
storekeeper packed up my purchases, and helped me load them into the back seat,
and boot of the car. Just before I was about to leave he called out, coming over
with a large parcel which he said had been delivered for me while I was away.
I took the package from him, thanked him for his kindness, and then drove off.
For the next hour we steadily climbed higher and higher into the mountains. I
knew what was in the package, but it didn't matter any more. During my search I
had found a certain cab driver I had served while a slave to Mistress Lotta. He
had no love for my owner, or any of her cohorts either. When I had been exiled
he had lost his job, and had been black banned from any city on the west coast.
He was only too happy to help me in any way he could, and not only because I had
sucked his cock so passionately, and let him fuck me until he was exhausted
after I had found him either, he had really fallen in love with me. He promised
to obtain, and send to me as many S&M and B&D sub-culture publications as he
could find. When I offered him money for this he wouldn't hear of it, such was
his infatuation with me.
As soon as I arrived at the cabin I parked the car in its shelter, and freed sow
from her cramped quarters. Between us we carted all the supplies into the cabin
and unpacked them and stored them appropriately. Sow, of course, was full of
beans having slept for a good portion of the long trip. I, on the other hand,
was a physical wreck, totally exhausted, both bodily and mentally.
As soon as we had finished our chores sow threw off the tent like robe she had
worn since the escape and ran into the bathroom. Soon I heard the shower going,
and sow calling for me to hurry up and join her. As tired as I was, this still
struck me as a good idea. As I was undressing sow called out to me to bring the
bolt cutter with me. I stumbled into the room, filled with steam, and stepped
into the shower recess. I used the bolt cutter to remove sow's collar, and then
knelt down to attend to her pussy, which was still locked up by her cunt rings,
and the small, associated padlock.
It took me a few attempts before I managed to snip all the metal rings apart,
the padlock itself was too strong for the cutters to make an impression on it.
Finally the whole metal mess fell away from sow's beautiful pussy. While I
worked sow was not idle. She had shampooed both my and her own hair over and
over, and had repeatedly lathered our bodies. Once she allowed the water to
rinse the suds from our bodies she reached down and drew my face into her
splayed open crotch.
I breathed in her sexual scent with elation while my lips pressed up against the
warm, soft, plump ones of her sex. My tongue shot out of my mouth and delicately
split these pulpy lips and my taste buds were inundated with the luscious
flavours of her excited twat. I furled my tongue around her prominent clitoris,
which was already stiff and throbbing. Sow squealed with pleasure while my
tongue stimulated her gorgeous pussy. Within minutes my mouth was inundated with
a flood of rich, aromatic cunt cream. My deeply buried tongue was squeezed with
almost feral force by the silky, elastic muscles of sow's spasming cunt pit, and
she keened out her ecstasy while climaxes hit her with wave after wave of pure
sexual sensation.
Sow's full, shapely thighs had captured my face in an erotic, sensual vice, and
refused to release it, even after her orgasm had ebbed. Clearly she was not yet
sated. Her belly trembled and her hands involuntarily grasped my hair and thrust
my face more firmly into her still drooling sex swamp. My tongue began to ache
from constant use, but I was almost ashamed at how quickly my tongue was
beginning to tire of this activity following such a long lay off. Never the
less, I was not about to disappoint my darling, so I steeled myself, and somehow
kept my aching tongue busy teasing the throbbing nodule of sow's ever stiff
clitoris to yet another cataclysmic eruption.
My own sex had stiffened while I worked, and began to throb with need. After sow
orgasmed again she dragged me up from my knees and hugged me passionately. Soon
she scrambled her slick nudity up my body, the steaming water streaming from our
glowing skin, her legs spread wide, wrapped them around my waist, and reached
down and guided my hot, stiff erection into the exquisite trap of her yearning
vagina. The walls of her sleave were soon rhythmically clasping at my pistoning
pole of lust. Our breaths came in tortured gasps as excitement burgeoned. Sow,
almost immediately my cock was buried up her writhing sex sleave came again, her
convulsing pussy hole clamping my cock like a velvet vice. I sobbed with
frustration, teetering on the edge of relief, but incapable of surrendering to
it.
Sow collapsed onto the shower floor in a state of delighted contentment. Her
chest heaved, causing her massive breasts to rise and fall in great sweeps, as
she regained her breath. She smiled up at me, but then a small expression of
consternation crossed her beautiful features when she realised my plight. She
reached up and grasped the still rock hard stem of my prick and squeezed it
sympathetically. She expressed her sorrow at my predicament, promising that we
would overcome it together.
By this time I was almost dead on my feet, and it showed. We left the shower and
quickly dried our bodies and went into the bedroom. As soon my head hit the
pillow I was asleep. I slept for twelve hours straight without stirring. Sow, of
course, having slept for long periods during out journey, did not sleep for
anything like as long.