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The Ride Home
by JustDivine1 (justdivine19@excite.com)

***

A girl describes a ride home with her boyfriend's 
father. It was fine, except she doesn't remember 
falling asleep... If you've read "To Have Karlie," this 
is the same sort of story, only from Karlie's point of 
view. (MMF, nc, rp, mc)

***

I finally met a really great guy. I guess that's the 
right place to begin. Aidan and I had been dating for 
almost 6 months now, and like I said, he's a great guy 
and I adore him. There's only one thing about Aidan, I 
don't really like...his father. Apparently he had 
divorced Aidan's mother when his son was only 8, and 
she had pretty much split. 

Aidan and his father are really close, so they spend a 
lot of time together. He goes by his dad's house 
several times a week, so of course, that means I go 
too. His dad, outwardly, was nice guy. He had never 
been rude to me, or unkind, but he made me 
uncomfortable. He was always staring at me, making 
excuses to touch me. Aidan didn't seem to notice, and 
since they're so close, I don't want to bring it up. 
But I really didn't like being around him.

As summer approached, Aidan and I made plans to go to 
the beach. We both loved the water, so we were looking 
forward to it.

"You got everything? You ready to go?" he asked me, 
coming out to the car. I was just closing the trunk.

"Yeah, every thing's in there. I'm ready, I can't 
wait," I smiled at him and we got into the car. Aidan 
pulls off, turning on the radio.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, we've got to stop at my 
dad's house. I've got to help him put some things in 
the attic." My heart fell. I was eager to get to the 
beach, and the last place I wanted to stop was at his 
father's house. Plus I was wearing just a bikini top 
and shorts. I didn't want to be around his dad right 
now. But I try to hide my worries.

"Ok, sure," I answered, putting on my best nonchalant 
attitude. I groaned inwardly. 15 minutes later, we're 
pulling up in his dad's drive way. I walk up behind 
Aidan, in no rush to get to the front door. Aidan rings 
the bell, and his dad quickly answers.

"Aidan, come on in. Oh, hi Karlie," he says, gazing at 
me. His eyes glancing lower, at my breasts.

"Hi Mr. Patterson," I say softly as we walk inside. And 
so it begins. Mr. Patterson's house wasn't very big. A 
two bedroom ranch house, the epitome of a long term 
bachelor pad. It lacked any decor or female influence. 
I think he struggles just to keep it clean.

"Aidan, can you go out to the garage and get the ladder 
for me son?" Aidan leaves, and I'm left alone with his 
dad. I pretend to be interested in a fishing painting 
on a wall near me, but I can feel his eyes watching me. 
I look at him. He smiles and takes a few steps closer 
to me.

"So what do you think of the room since I moved a few 
things around?" It looked pretty much the same to me, 
but I smiled and nodded nonetheless.

"It looks good. A lot more spacious," I said, looking 
up at him, but his eyes were on my chest. What was 
taking Aidan so long? He starts to say something else, 
taking another step close to me, when Aidan finally 
comes back. I sigh in relief and sit on the couch 
watching them as they open the attic in the hallway, 
and start passing a few boxes back and forth. They're 
done in about a half hour.

"No, Dad, we can't stay, we're on our way to the 
beach," Aidan tells him as his Dad suggests he gets 
some burgers for lunch.

"Oh I see. Well, have a good time you two," he smiles 
at me, looking me up and down. I was glad to be out of 
there, it felt like I could really breathe again once 
we got outside. We go to the beach, and do have a good 
time, but I couldn't get the way Mr. Patterson stares 
at me out of my mind. Its more than the usual way guys 
look at me. Its like I can see him planning all kinds 
of things he wants to do to me. And something told me 
he was into strange things.

A few months later, Aidan got accepted to go on an 
archeology expedition with his class. He was an 
archeology major, and they'd planned a trip to a site 
in Arizona. He was really excited about it, and I was 
glad he was going to enjoy himself. I was going to miss 
him, but it was only for 2 weeks, so I knew it wouldn't 
be too bad. "Ok, my dad insists on giving us both a 
ride to the airport," he smiles.

"He'll drop you off on his way back." I cringe. That 
meant I had to be in the car, alone with him for a half 
hour. I wasn't looking forward to it. Things go 
smoothly, and Aidan catches his flight. His father and 
I see him off and soon we're on our way back home. It 
was already 8:00 when Aidan left, so it was dark now. I 
was wearing a tshirt and jeans today, so I felt a 
little more comfortable then before, but it didn't stop 
him from staring at me. Did he have to walk behind me 
in the parking lot? The ride home felt strained. I 
struggled to make conversation with him, and he 
frequently took his eyes off of the road to glance at 
me. We were almost there, when he turned off in the 
wrong direction. This wasn't the way home.

"Where are we going?" I asked him, looking out the 
window.

"Oh, I have to stop at a friends house and pick 
something up, it won't take long," he keeps driving. 
I'm mildly annoyed, but there was nothing I could do 
about it, so I'm along for the ride. Its a few minutes 
down the road before I even see any houses. Its dark 
here too, and eventually the car's headlights provide 
the only light. Mr. Patterson pulls into the long 
driveway of a fairly large house. It looks dark, and 
doubtful that anyone is home, but he turns off the 
engine and gets out.

"You'd better come inside Karlie. Its too hot to sit in 
the car," he stood near the car and waited for me. It 
was hot in here, and there was no telling how long he'd 
be inside. Reluctantly, I get out and walk behind him 
up the walk way. He rings the doorbell. No answer. He 
waits a moment, then rings again. This time, the door 
opens, seemingly by itself. Ok, what's going on? I 
start to feel really nervous, a sense of foreboding 
settling on me. The house is completely dark inside, 
but Mr. Patterson, unfalteringly steps inside.

"Come on," he says, glancing back at me. I step into 
the doorway behind him. My eyes adjust to the light, 
and I can barely see the outline of doorways and a 
stairway. Mr. Patterson walks on ahead of me, and I 
can't see him anymore. My foreboding turns to fear.

"Mr. Patterson?" I call out, nervously. "Mr. 
Patterson?" I hear whispering. There's the sound of 
quick footsteps, and the rustle of clothing. I'm 
grabbed from behind. Someone wraps an arm around my 
body, as their hand wraps around my mouth. I scream, 
but its quickly muffled. I struggle frantically, but my 
assailant only holds me tighter. He's dragging me 
backward, pulling me, I don't know where. There were 
other hands grabbing my legs, restraining me. 

Then I was being forced down into a chair, and my hands 
were quickly bound behind my back. I was shaking, too 
frightened to scream. Then the lights came on, and I 
squinted, unable to see for a moment. Standing around 
me were 4 men. All of them were wearing black masks. 
The type of cheap masquerade masks one could find at 
any party store. 

But despite this, I recognized the one to my right; the 
same pants, same short sleeve shirt. It was Mr. 
Patterson. The others looked around the same age. 
Confused, I didn't know what to think. W
hat did they want?

"You're quiet. Good. Stay that way," the man in front 
of me says. He steps towards me.

"Who are you?" I manage to ask, my voice wavering.

"Shhhhh," he silenced me. "Now, now Karlie, we're the 
only one's that are going to ask any questions from now 
on. You're just going to do whatever you're told." He 
reached out and touched my hair. I quickly pulled away. 
His voice bothered me. It was strange. Very smooth, and 
deep. 

It might have actually been pleasant, were it not for 
the situation. The other men were stepping in closer, 
one of them moving behind me. My heart began to 
quicken. I knew what they wanted. Was this what Mr. 
Patterson always seemed to be planning for me? My 
thoughts were cut short as the one behind me grabs my 
head and steadies it. I shriek for only a moment, 
before his hand covers my mouth. The man in front of 
me, silences me again.

"Shhhhh, its ok. We're not going to make you do 
anything you don't want to do. You don't want to be 
silent and listen to me, so I'm not going to make you. 
I haven't made you be still. You did that on your own. 
It's alright," he says, in the same smooth steady 
voice. The one behind me takes his hand away from my 
mouth. 

I struggle again, but my hands were still bound. I have 
to get away from this. He begins softly stroking my 
cheek as he speaks. I pull away at first, but he just 
continued talking, speaking smooth, comforting words. 
Tears rolled down my cheeks and I looked up at him 
again. He said I didn't have to listen to him...but it 
was so easy to just stay quiet and listen to his voice.

"It's ok. Just relax. Relax. Don't think about 
anything, just let your mind be clear. It's ok Karlie. 
It's ok." He was very close to me now. His voice was so 
soothing, so solid. I was beginning to like the way it 
sounded. He gently lifted my chin, so that our eyes 
met. Beneath the mask, I could see his eyes, pale 
crystal blue, an odd color. He still spoke as I stared 
into his eyes, and I couldn't turn away.

"You're tired Karlie, I can tell. Very tired. It's ok 
if you are, don't worry. Just close your eyes, and you 
can fall asleep right here." he says softly. I began to 
feel drowsy. I had stayed up pretty late the night 
before, and now it was catching up with me... right? I 
blinked sleepily several times.

"That's it, just close your eyes and go to sleep. Sleep 
Karlie. Sleep." My eyes began staying closed longer and 
longer. My body relaxed and my head drooped slightly.

"Deeply asleep. Deep. So deep it feels you could never 
wake again. Just listen to my voice. You're in a trance 
now Karlie, a deep trance. All you can hear is my 
voice, and all you can do is obey, and do whatever I 
tell you to do. Anything. Do you understand?" I could 
still hear his voice, I heard the question, and from 
somewhere deep inside me, I managed to answer yes. 
Anything he tells me to do...

"You like pleasing me Karlie. I can tell already. It 
makes you happy. And every time you obey one of my 
commands, it only makes you more eager to please me. 
You understand?" I softly answered yes.

"And thats for everyone here. These other men are my 
friends, and you want to do what ever you can to please 
them as well. Remember Karlie. Remember how deeply 
you're in a trance for me and how much you like being 
this way. Every time you hear me speak the words 'Sleep 
Karlie', you'll fall into a trance as deep as the one 
you're in now. Completely ready to obey my commands. 

Now I'm going to wake you up soon. But I want you to 
remember what I've told you. You're here just to please 
us, and you'll obey any command you're given. You'll 
wake when I clap my hands." There's a loud crack, and 
my eyes fly open. I look around, suddenly remembering 
where I am, but I don't feel tense or afraid anymore. 
My hands are untied. I look up at the man before me. 
"Stand up Karlie." I do, without hesitating.

"We all want to see how beautiful you are," he smiles a 
little. "Take off your clothes for me." I look around 
at everyone else. They're standing silently, watching 
me, so I pull off my shirt, and unzip my jeans. Then 
I'm standing in my bra and panties, and they're all 
staring at me. 

Ordinarily I would have felt embarrassed and self 
conscious, but I knew they liked to see me, so I was 
comfortable. The one who spoke before, steps up behind 
me. He grasps my panties, and slowly pulls them down my 
legs. I step out of them, and he tosses them away with 
my other clothes. He stands back up and does the same 
with my bra. "You're very beautiful Karlie. And you're 
being very good at obeying commands.

He softly stroked my skin, trailing his fingers along 
my hips. Then the other men were undressing, leaving 
only their masks. None of them were in very good shape, 
but they all had good sized cocks. The one in the 
middle had the largest. It must have been over 9 
inches. All were semi-hard, and rising. The one behind 
me had undressed as well, and he takes my hand and 
leads me over to a couch. He sits down and leaves me 
standing before him. The other men close in. One of 
them sits, but the other two stand behind me.

"Karlie, it would please me, very much, for you to suck 
my cock," he said, keeping eye contact with me. Of 
course. Anything to make him happy. I dropped to my 
knees, leaning over his lap. 

In moments I had his hard cock in my mouth, sucking 
slowly up and down, licking around the head in circles. 
It tasted so good, and when I heard him gasp, I felt a 
thrill go through me, and I began sucking even harder, 
so eager to please him. My pussy suddenly felt very 
warm, and wet. This made me feel so good. I was hoping 
to stay here, and make him orgasm, but soon I was being 
gently guided away, and to the man next to him. 

His cock wasn't as large, and I could almost get my 
mouth all the way around it, and I was just as diligent 
in giving him pleasure. The other two men were touching 
my body, caressing my skin and squeezing my breasts. I 
didn't care. If it made them happy, I was fine with it. 
Then I was gently pushed away, and I gazed up at them, 
awaiting another command. 

One of the other men stepped around to stand before me, 
and he guided his cock into my mouth. At the same time, 
someone, I don't know which one, got behind me and 
began sliding his cock into my pussy. I was tight, and 
I could feel it stretching my skin. 

He continued, giving it a quick thrust to push it all 
the way inside. Then they were both banging me hard, in 
and out, over and over again. I was moaning around his 
cock, enjoying giving them both pleasure. I heard 
someone gasp and groan, then something hot and wet 
landed on my back and my hair.

The feeling of his cock inside my pussy was slowly 
pushing me towards an intense orgasm. I could feel it 
slowly building inside me, waiting to explode. The one 
in front of me thrust once again, hard. He held his 
cock inside my mouth and the he was cumming. I had to 
swallow hard to keep from choking on it. His creamy cum 
flowed down my throat and into my stomach. He pulled 
out, sitting down to watch. It was only me and the man 
behind me. He started thrusting harder, really driving 
his cock as deep as he could.

"Karlie..." he gasped. His voice was unmistakable. He 
was the one who had spoke to me earlier. "Karlie. Don't 
cum... not yet. Not till I say you can..." his hands 
grasped my hips tighter. It was hard to keep from 
cumming, I was so close, but I had to if that's what he 
wanted. Only a few seconds later, he quickly pulled his 
cock out of my pussy and began spraying hot cum all 
over my back and ass. I struggled not to orgasm along 
with him. Then he was spent, and he sat down near me.

One more. The last one. I had noticed him waiting and 
now he was kneeling behind me, he slid his cock into my 
dripping wet pussy, but he didn't stay there, he pulled 
it out after a few thrusts, and began to slowly force 
it into my tight, tight asshole. He moaned softly when 
he was only halfway in. 

I tried to relax, to let him in easier, but it was 
difficult to keep from squeezing. When he was inside, 
he smacked my ass, making me clench even tighter. The 
he started sliding his cock in and out. He wasn't 
moving very fast, but I could tell he was enjoying it. 
It was even harder for me now to stop myself. I felt 
like I was going to explode. Then I hear his voice.

"Cum Karlie! Now!"

My body shook and I moaned loud, my ass squeezing his 
cock, clenching again and again. I fell to my elbows, 
my body still tensing and releasing. Then he pulled 
out, and came on my ass. I let myself slide to the 
carpet, breathing hard. I lay there for a minute, a 
pleasant post-orgasmic warmth settling over my body. 
The he spoke to me again. "Very, very good Karlie. 
You're a good girl. You follow commands so well. You've 
made all of us very happy. Sit up," he says, as he 
strokes my hair. I do, and he gently cleans me off with 
a towel. The rest of the men are getting dressed.

"Go and put your clothes on so you can go," he tells 
me, getting dressed himself. I do as he says.

"Sleep Karlie," he commands. And I'm asleep again, 
someone lifts me off of the ground. "Listen Karlie. 
When I clap again, and you wake up, you're not going to 
remember any of this. But I don't want you to forget 
it. I want you to lock it away, far away, deep in the 
back of your mind, and don't think about it unless I 
tell you to," he tells me. I stay asleep, nestled into 
someone's arms. There's a loud crack. I jump and open 
my eyes.

"You fell asleep Karlie. Don't worry we'll be home 
soon," Mr. Patterson says. We're in the car, he just 
pulling off from his friends house. I remembered 
stopping here, but I didn't remember being tired or 
falling asleep. I shifted in the car seat. I 
felt...strange. Like I'd been having sex. It was an 
unmistakable feeling. But I couldn't have been. I'd 
been in the van with Mr. Patterson for the last half 
hour, and I know we didn't do anything...right? I must 
have looked confused.

"Karlie? What's the matter?"

"How long was I asleep?"

"Not too long. Only about 10 minutes," he says, a 
slight smile on his face. I just looked at him, and sat 
back in my seat. I still felt like something was wrong, 
but I couldn't explain it, so I was quiet the rest of 
the way home. Mr. Patterson drops me off at my 
apartment. "Good night Karlie," he tells me, smiling.

"Good night," I answer softly. I still feel confused 
and disoriented. I go inside and immediately drop to 
sleep on the couch.

END

Thanks for reading my story! Questions? Comments? 
Concerns? All are appreciated.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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