Taken 
 
Author: Zallon
 
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Rating: NC-17  

Author's Notes: The following story contains explicit sexual scenes (including 
light bondage). Do not proceed if this material offends.

Summary:  This story presupposes that the “fast and loose” exchange behind 
closed doors, never progressed to any intimacy that day.

* * *

Nick had fought with Lulu at LSP that afternoon. She had once again embarassed 
him by chastising him, insisting he stop behaving like a “stuffy, self-centered, 
brat”. And this time, it was loud enough for many of the other LSP employees to 
listen in and snigger privately. His face was burning with humiliation and 
anger. He seethed all evening about it. The morning found him still in a 
combative mood. Fortunately for Nick, this tended to improve his effectiveness 
in court.

When he had finished driving home after work, he picked up his drycleaning. He 
could barely wait to get home where he planned to bury himself into a sports 
program. He didn’t want to have to think about anything, or anyone.

His angry, sore feelings persisted.

Nick’s bell rang. He got up and looked through his door peephole. It was Lulu! - 
tormenting bitch – even now she looked good to him! How was it possible? What 
was she doing here? 

“Nick..”

He opened the door partially, not intending to invite her in despite her comely 
appearance - dressed nicely in a beige, satin blouse and soft, dark red pants. 
She asked him unhesitatingly, “May I come in?”

Nick balked momentarily, but relented and finally opened the door wider for her 
to enter.

“I just wanted to say..”

He interrupted her “Lulu, we’ve been through this before!” She gaped at him, 
open-mouthed, seeing his hostile attitude “It’s old!” he snapped.

“Well, you could let me finish what I was going to say…”

“I know exactly what you’re going to say!” his breathing escalating, “You’re 
going to say everything I want to hear. You’re going to tempt me into kissing 
you to make up. And MAYBE we’ll do it, but probably we won’t!” His anger had 
barely abated. “For your information Lulu, I am SICK of it!” She momentarily 
considered that perhaps she had in fact, earned this outburst. But Nick was not 
yet done with her:

“You’ve got 10 seconds to get out of here before I just take you! Understand? 
His lips curled in anger.

“YOU can’t even be civilized!” replied Lulu angrily, resenting the pressure Nick 
was always putting on her - and furious that he would try to bully her like 
that. “If you can’t act like someone other that the spoilt brat I think you 
were, why should I…”

“Time’s up!” 

Satisfied that he had given her fair warning, he grabbed her by her wrists, spun 
her round until her back was lodged against him and lifted her entire body, 
shouting and kicking, upstairs to his bedroom. He threw her with considerable 
force, atop his covered bed. Nick then jumped on her, frightening her with his 
strength and determination. He lay across her, and trapped her arms with his. He 
was not going to allow her any opportunity for escape, if he had any say. She 
squirmed with all her might, but he continued to bear down on her with his 
weight and tight embrace. Securing her with his strong left arm, he pulled his 
belt out of his pants with his other hand. Once extracted, he carefully cinched 
it three times around her wrists, effectively making her his captive.

“Let me go!” she yelled as she tried to resist his grip and loosen the tight 
belt from her wrists. The wrapped belt did not yield to her struggling at all. 
Her face was drawn up, full of fury from this treatment. 

Seeing her expression of dark fury, there was no doubt in Nick’s mind, that Lulu 
would fight him all the way. 

Nick roughly pulled down her pants. He then unbuttoned her blouse, and lifted 
her bra. While she tried to wriggle downward to escape from his access to her, 
he pinned her again. He now grabbed a second belt from a nearby chair, all the 
while leaning over her, and quickly tied it to the first, and eventually to the 
bedpost. Now her arms were uncompromisingly stretched and secured above her 
head. She had far less range from which to try to squirm from his reach. Feeling 
his large erection through his pants as he moved more upward to ease some of her 
tension, she continued to struggle violently, trying to twist and bang him out 
of her way. To no avail. She was forced to accept finally, that she had 
absolutely nowhere she could turn to. Having tested each restraint, she found 
her lower legs and wrists were simply too tightly immobilised. There was no 
chance of escaping him. It was only a matter of time before he would be able to 
part her legs roughly and have his way. Unless she could reason with him.

“Nick? Nick! Listen!”

He was not listening. He wasted no more time. She heard him unzip himself, and 
she cast a glance down toward the source of the sound. She saw the end of his 
shirt through his pants and then she saw his boxers. He shed them quickly and 
rested his pelvis on her stomach, where she could fully feel his bared erection 
in its hardened state. He grasped one of her breasts and guided it into his 
mouth, where he began lashing the tip with his tongue and then began sucking it 
lightly, while she continued to squirm. He grazed his teeth against its growing 
hardness, pulling it out and away from her. She was weakening.

“Lulu!” he said rather loudly, but in a low, growling voice.

“Let me go!” she repeated again more meekly.

“Open your legs. I don’t want to ask again.” 

She did not oblige him.

He took his knee and forced it between her knees. He relished the softness of 
her otherwise tense, resistive legs, but he felt no mercy. He was not going to 
indulge her by letting her waste their precious moments together. He brought his 
knee up high between her thighs. Lulu was unable to stop him. She felt rather 
shocked at the size and the stiff, muscular hardness of his leg which he had 
brought up so far along her inner thighs that it nested in her wetness. Although 
she now felt deeply hungry for him, and could barely stop herself, her pride 
prevented her from rubbing up against him. She was sure he could feel her 
clitoris pulsing against his leg. His leg felt like a huge tree in the middle of 
her flower garden. He really WAS going to take her – with or without her 
cooperation. She felt as trapped, as trapped can be. He rubbed up against her 
moistness ever so slightly, making her squeeze her legs around his even more 
tightly in reflexive self-protection.

He eased his penis head toward her and surged inward very slowly and gently, 
grateful to discover that she was wet enough to take him, without his having to 
hurt more than her pride. Lulu was stunned in realizing that she never been 
wanted this much by anyone. That they would risk her rage so fearlessly. Nor had 
she ever wanted someone so much. However, she did not want him to see how 
aroused and responsive she was becoming. As Nick began to slide his way around 
inside her, he could feel her walls caress his member approvingly, and he could 
see her cheeks and eyes as they began to turn cherry-red, revealing her need for 
him, to him. Lulu’s wish to evade his obvious pleasure at overcoming her 
resistance to him was futile, and Nick knew it. It pleased him.

As he continued to penetrate her, alternating his angle at each thrust, he began 
to smile ever so slightly. It was not really a smile, but a victory signal. Lulu 
felt deeply humiliated. At the same time, she also felt deeply aroused. She 
could not help but respond to the fullness and deliciously unhurried entry of 
his penis into her. She reflexively tried to rise to meet him, but found her 
legs pinned down firmly by his larger legs and by her own pulled-down pants. It 
made his entry all the more exquisitely frustrating to her. He recognized her 
emotional torment. He saw how it excited her to be taken so completely. He also 
appreciated how embarassed she felt at being seen this way. The knowledge and 
the sight of her struggling excited him even further. He controlled his pace 
with her, accelerating his thrusting by only very slow degrees. Lulu closed her 
eyes and avoided his gaze, determined to show as little of interest as possible. 
But it only heightened her sense of him on her. And especially in her. Nick 
noted, that when she eventually opened her eyes, they quietly glowed and shone. 
Her breathing began to alter and then falter. Nick watched impassively, as he 
saw it start to accelerate. It became ragged enough that her consuming need for 
him was completely impossible to conceal. Finally, she moaned aloud. “Oh!” “Oh!” 
“ - Oh God, Nick!". She felt panicky. He felt his own kind of esctasy at having 
brought her this point, and began to grip her hips for leverage. He thrusted 
himself into more insinuatingly. More deeply. 

“Oh..oh..” she gasped intermittently, feeling she was about to die.

“Lulu? Lulu!. Don’t leave me.”

At first, she could make no sense of this. How could she leave him?

“Don’t leave me.” He pleaded again desperately as if he thought he were dying. 
“Please! - Don’t leave me!” he begged her, his soulful voice piercing through 
her hammering heart.

She understood.

He continued to thrust slowly and hard, nearly going out of his mind in his 
quest to be close to the heart of her need.while he hung on..

“God. Oh God, Nick! - Nick?" she squeaked. - I’m coming!”

He stopped. He then retracted himself slowly, and stopped again. He waited.

Lulu’s piercing shriek ricocheted through the room.

“A-a, A-a-a-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h! O..Oh.. oh-oh-oh-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h”

Nick lurched forward, making his final plunge - like a bobsled hurtling through 
space. 

“Ah-h..Ah-h..Ah-h..A-a-a-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-hhhh…..he cried out blissfully, 
his ecstasy almost unbearable.

As each wave passed through him, he gripped her asscheeks so tightly he thought 
he might crush them with his bare hands. 

Unexpectedly she came one last time, crying out raggedly: 
“Ah-Oh-ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!”. She began to laugh and cry tears of relief at 
the same time.

“Cool..” he muttered quietly. 

* * * *

“You can let me go now, Nick”

He smirked and tightened his arms around her.

“Why should I?”

“It’s been almost almost an hour. My arms are hurting.”

“I can fix that.” He moved her higher on the bed, taken some of the tension away 
from her outstretchedness.

“C’mon Fallin! How long you gonna keep me here? Huh?” She was not sure what he 
would or would not do next.

“I’ve got work to do.” he said, looking at her with a serious expression.

“What do you mean? You’re not just going to leave me here!?”

He pulled her pants off completely, and threw them off the bed. He grabbed a 
blanket and threw it over her. He walked over to his closet and dug out some 
more leather belts. 

“No way! Don’t you DARE!” She felt very vulnerable and at his mercy. 

He proceeded to tie her ankles to the bed’s leg posts, while she alternately 
protested and cajoled. From Nick’s point of view, she was being effectively 
spread-eagled for him in the way that he wanted.

“Now, to work.” he declared. He burrowed under the blankets and suddenly she 
felt his hot tongue lap and lick her along the inside of her tender thigh. 

Omigod! thought Lulu. Omigod, he’s going to “eat” me out. She pulled and tugged 
at her restraints. She knew she was really trapped.

“Relax and enjoy it Lulu.” cooed Nick, not unkindly.

She knew she could not dissuade him. But she tried anyway, because she was 
scared. She knew she wanted him to continue, but she didn’t know how to relax. 

“I’ll go slow. Just for you.” he said gently, as if reading her mind.

Lulu died a thousand deaths, as Nick inched his way to the place where all the 
nerves in her body seemed to congest. His coarse locks occasionally brushed 
against her inner thighs. She found herself beginning to relax and forget that 
she was tied up, and that he could see her completely exposed. She welcomed the 
ever-expanding warmth of his tongue in her most sensitive of nooks. She began to 
wonder why she had ever resisted him. As he began to lick and lightly nibble at 
and inside her labia, she gained a feeling of being in control of herself, of 
him, her own body and her own pleasure, even though it was Nick taking her, and 
Nick deciding. Occasionally he would consult with her, if he thought she was 
simply too quiet.

“Not hurting?”

“Not hurting.”

“Everything ok?”

“Everything ok."

“You don’t sound like you’re sure.” he challenged.

“It’s good.” Lulu said aloud, as if she giving a weather report. She thought: 
Maybe I’m nervous, maybe I am not used to it -- but I am getting VERY used to 
it, VERY fast!

Nick enjoyed Lulu’s helplessness. He enjoyed the fact that he was free to take 
her or not take her to a place of joy. She was at his whims. But he wanted to 
remind her.

“Lulu?”

“Yes?”

“You’re mine.” he said matter-of-factly.

“Cut it out, Fallin.” she said uneasily.

He ceased his unbelievably wonderful licking. He waited a few seconds. He lapped 
her again teasingly. Oh so briefly! thought Lulu anxiously. Then he stopped 
again and waited. There was a very long pause.

She realised what he wanted. Expected. A tear formed in the corner of one of 
Lulu’s eyes. “I’m yours.” she whispered, breaking down. Somehow, saying this was 
not as humiliating as she had expected. Perhaps he’d already “broken” her in so 
much, that she had no resistance left. 

She sighed. He quietly resumed his playful conquest of her, teasing her 
unmercifully. Lick for awhile. Then stop. Lick for awhile then stop. He was 
slowly driving her mad. Lulu breathed a little harder each time he would stop. 
She would then try with great difficulty to steady herself, and wait with barely 
contained patience, for him to resume. And eventually, he would, but oh 
so..briefly.

“Nick, I’m scared.” she croaked between sharp, ragged breaths.

“Of what?”

“I’ve never been this excited.” she said, barely able to make the words come 
out. breathing heavily all the while.

“First time for everything” Nick replied in a soft voice.

His response to her information was to lick her even more tenderly than before.

“Harder!” she gasped, in deep pain from want.

He plunged his tongue deeply into her vagina.

“O-oh..” she said in wonderment. Lulu had never felt anything so incredibly 
right.

He separated her labia carefully and alongside his tongue, he inserted two 
fingers into her and probed her more deeply than before. He continued to moved 
his tongue around at a snail’s pace, skirting her monumentally pulsing “nerve 
central”, never applying any direct pressure to it..

"A-e-e-e.."

Lulu emitted an eerie sound, somewhat like a baby, but with more of an animal 
cry in it. 

He withdrew his tongue and now slid three fingers into her slowly . 

She could not hold herself back. She tried hard to buck onto them for more 
friction, but they seemed to slip away from her, leaving her alone with her 
aching desire for more pressure.

“Ah-ah.. - Nick! More. Please? More!” she pleaded with him.

“More?’

He first enlarged and then compressed his group of fingers while he slid them in 
her, driving her mad with desire again, after briefly satisfying her.

He then bent down and flicked his tongue across her clitoris for the first time, 
while driving his fingers right back into her. At this surge of intense 
sensation, Lulu cried out loudly. She was on the edge. Her vagina was on the 
verge of contracting wildly. But she somehow managed to hold herself back.

“Good girl.” he said approvingly. He seemed to know.

Her belly was aching for him. Her vagina was aching for him. Her breasts ached 
for him. His every touch and even his hot breath, sent shivers through her. They 
racked her whole body. She felt she would do literally anything, to have his 
touch continue.

“Nick, I want you so badly!..I want you so incredibly badly.”

“I know. Enjoy it.” he said simply.

“But I want you.” Lulu said apprehensively.

“You have me.” he replied serenely. He continued to thrust his slippery fingers 
into her vagina again, and withdraw them halfway, at his cruel, leisurely pace.

“I want you inside me.”

He plunged his tongue into her again. Her desire, her ravenous hunger for him 
went up yet another notch. How much more could she endure? She started to laugh. 
It was all she could do to copy with the overwhelmingness of her desire for him.

“I could do this to you for a long time, Lulu. But I would be being mean, 
wouldn’t I?

“Yes.” she choked, afraid of what he might do next.

“And you’d pretty much do anything I wanted for it, wouldn’t you?”

She hesitated until he slowed his hand movements in retaliation.

“I guess so.”

“But I’m a nice guy. I won’t take COMPLETE advantage of you.” he said mockingly.

She didn’t know what to say, or what to think. She was at his mercy and she 
didn’t know what to say or do.

“Lulu.” He was about to tell he loved her.

“Make love to me, Nick.”

“Don’t you like what I’m doing?

“Please! Please put it in?”

“What’s “it”, Lulu?”

“You know.”

“You mean, this?” He looked at himself in the direction of his groin area.

She looked down at his erect penis. It was beautiful looking. Exquisite looking. 
Perfect looking. Nick looked up at her could see how heavy-lidded and fascinated 
she was by the sight of his penis. It made him even harder, hotter. More 
determined.

“Your penis looks so fantastic.”

“Oh? Tell me about it!” he asked her, intrigued.

“It’s shiny and the shape – it’s so..

“So…”

“So beautiful. It’s this perfect colour, and it dips in the right place, and it 
rises so nicely at the head until it hoods over at the tip. It looks like it’s 
made from tiny diamonds of flesh.”

“It’s valuable?” said Nick suggestively.

“Yes.”

Nick inhaled sharply, and took one long, last deep plunge with his fingers, and 
then mounted Lulu’s chest comfortably, sitting on her gently. Somewhat warily, 
he then slowly and inserted his penis between her facial lips. Lulu felt its 
tender, spongy texture announce itself, nestling against her lips. She began 
cautiously nipping and nibbling it with her inner lips and teeth. Soon, she was 
tempted to taste it tentatively with the tip of her tongue. It had little taste. 
A heady smell that made her hunger for him even more sharply began to permeate 
everywhere around her. She closed her eyes and began to lash his ramhead with 
her tongue delicately. She looked up and and saw his majestic body towering over 
her. She saw his face redden deeply in response to her tonguing movements. She 
felt in awe of the sight of his hot cheeks. And more aroused by this sight then 
ever. He looked so powerful above her. Yet he was very much at her mercy and he 
could not hide this from her any more than she could hide her need from him. She 
had discovered a new influence over him, as she increased her lapping. She 
watched successive waves of crimson red heat moved down through his neck, chest 
and stomach, stirring his need more insistently than ever. She mercifully opened 
her mouth more to take him in further. She noticed his penis had turned a deep 
purple colour. She sucked his entire head and part of his shaft into her mouth, 
suckling it lovingly. Occasionally, as the mood took her, she would gently rake 
her teeth along his shaft. She was "stoking his coals" for a long, pleasurable 
ride. He withdrew his penis from her mouth with some reluctance, and eased 
himself very gently into her extremely aroused cavity. He decided to enter her 
very, very slowly. She gasped, as she fought to relax when she felt the first 
contat. She waited for each millimetre of his gift to arrive of its own accord, 
at his own superb pace, with barely controlled impatience..

“This is so unbelievable.” she said to him almost numbly. “So unbelievably 
good.”. She wanted to know if he felt the same way. “Is it good for you?” she 
asked him. 

He thrust himself into her a little more abruptly at this juncture, to get her 
undivided attention.

She gasped.

“Trust me” Nick uttered through his ill-disguised ragged breathing, “this is 
good for me too.” He was doing everything he could to distract himself from it, 
so that he could continue to focus on prolonging things between them. He did not 
want to end end it all in a couple of quick humping motions.

He began to play with her breasts, kneading them gently, and burying his face in 
them. 

She relaxed and did not let her impatience tighten on him, while he simply 
rested himself in her temporarily. He had so far, driven her mad with desire for 
him She had never been, nor could even picture being taken like this. He both 
looked and felt like a god to her. 

Nick had felt her ambivalence, her struggling, and her inner joy through his 
lovemaking. His pride at pleasing her and having discovered her deep level of 
acceptance of him through his domination of her, felt like it would burst from 
his chest. It bound him to her, even more deeply than before. He would do 
anything for her. He held onto her tightly.

“M-m-a-w-gh! N-a-w-gh! Ah-w-aw-gh!” They cried out together fiercely. Anguished. 
Cries. Cries which were, yet, unfaithful to their realized passion. The 
intensity of their inner embrace had been uncommunicated through vocal 
expression. Only the prolonged stillness of their bodies, their utter lack of 
movement, gave fair testimony to their most intimate moments of rapture, as he 
continued to hold her tightly to his bosom.

~ ~ ~

The way she had detested her mother’s foolish choices had left Lulu determined 
to live her life very differently from Caroline’s. She had not wanted to waste 
her life over “bad boys”. Lulu could not even picture having feelings toward any 
man at all, that she found herself having for Nick. She had not believed an 
attraction could be this powerful. She found herself wondering now, lying under 
his magnificent body, if he could actually swallow her up somehow. 

Nick thought about the last two days that had passed between them and how he had 
gone from being an angry, cowed dog, to being her master. He wondered if Lulu 
had the power to actually swallow him up whole.

THE END