On Adam’s side, she shuffled through a collection of old razor blades, combs, and clippers. She was just about to close the drawer when her eyes caught the edge of an envelope sticking out from under the shelf liner. Tiana glanced once at the closed door, and then she slipped the letter out.
The envelope was from Adam’s parents. Tiana noticed last week’s date on the postmark, and she began to fume. If that bastard already got his check in without telling me, I’ll kill him. It had cost her almost fifteen hundred dollars to bring all of the bills current, and when she had approached Adam’s former roommate to reimburse her, the young man had laughed at her. He told her that after footing most of the bills for the past year, there was no way in hell that he was sinking any more money into the ‘Adam Charity’ fund.
Tiana was shaking with anger when she pulled the single sheet out. It was from Adam’s mother, and she apologized for not sending money. They were arriving on Thursday with a truck to load Adam up with his belongings, and they were moving him back home to work in his dad’s business.
Stunned, Tiana dropped onto the lid of the toilet and she stared at the letter. She had no idea that Adam was flunking three of his classes. Apparently, the only class that he was barely passing was the one Tiana lent him her notes on. Friday was the beginning of summer break, and their classes would not resume for a week. They had planned to go to the lake and camp, and Tiana had already reserved the campsite with her credit card. They were leaving Friday, after Thursday’s finals. Tiana realized that Adam was not even planning on taking them, and he was going to sneak off while she was busy with tests all day.
At first, she thought about screaming at him, but she knew that a fight would not change the facts. Obviously she was not going to get her money back, and it was also just as obvious that Adam had no choice but to follow his parents’ orders. Tiana felt a little numb, due mainly to the surprise. After a few minutes, her thoughts adjusted to the news. She realized that she probably would not even miss him and his selfish bedside manner.
Tiana decided that the summer would be a little tough, but when the new school year began, she should be able to pick up a roommate. “This could work,” she whispered to herself. Tiana even decided that she was not going to let Adam ruin her plans, and she was sure that she could enjoy a week at the lake without him. Who knows? Maybe she might find a handsome park ranger to keep her occupied. If not, a week in the woods to clear her mind of Adam and his snoring would be nice, anyway.
In the end, Tiana decided to say nothing. She made up some bogus excuses not to have sex with him again for the last two nights, and that seemed to irritate Adam quite a bit. She guessed that it would be hard for him to get lucky once he was living at home again.
Tiana maintained her resolve not to bring up his impending move, but by Thursday morning, the financial expenses that she had covered for him began to make her angry. In the back of her mind she had been expecting Adam to mention his plans of deserting her, but he never said a word. Tiana decided that she could not go off to school for finals without at least acknowledging that she knew he would be gone when she got home. She made one comment, as she grabbed her coffee to head towards campus. “Don’t take the Ryker CD, okay? It’s one of my favorites.”
Adam looked up with a stunned expression, and he murmured, “Okay… I’ll leave it.”
That was it. That was all the selfish bastard had said to her after a year of dating him and draining her savings to bail him out. Tiana had to calm herself down, and for once she was grateful that she had finals to keep her mind off him.
The apartment was pretty much the same when she got home. Most of the stuff was hers anyway, and it had replaced the things the old roommate had moved out. Tiana was surprised that there was not a bigger empty pocket where Adam had been.
She considered calling Brigit to ask her to keep an eye on the apartment while she was camping. Tiana was fairly certain that her neighbor had watched Adam’s departure, and the thought of having to explain the situation surrounding his desertion made her stomach roll. Tiana decided not to embroil herself in Brigit’s attempts to cheer her up and she went to bed early, intending to leave to the lake in time to watch the sunrise.
Tiana packed the car with the things by the door. She would buy ice for the cooler when she stopped for gas on the way out of town. With one last look around the apartment, Tiana made sure that her cell phone was charged, slipped it into her purse, and grabbed her keys.
The clerk looked up from her book and she smiled. She recognized the coed by her blue eyes and long brown ponytail. The young woman was only about five-two, and Maggie had to reach something off a top shelf for her a few months back. After twenty years as a sorority housemother she had retired three years ago, but Maggie still considered the young women at the college as ‘her’ girls.
The clock on the register read just after three in the morning, and Maggie said, “You’re out kinda’ late, missy.” She glanced towards the pump, expecting to see her boyfriend with her. When the couple had first started coming into the store together, Maggie had decided that the preppie looking young man was a moocher. Her sharp eyes had noticed how he always managed to slide a few extra things onto the counter, right before the girl handed over her credit card.
“I’m going camping out at the lake for a week,” Tiana replied.
“Alone?”
“Alone... it’s more affordable that way,” Tiana winked. “I need a bag of ice,” she said, as she put a case of water and a large Styrofoam cup of coffee onto the counter. “Oh, and the gas. I’ll be filling up.”
“Why don’t you go do that while I get the ice for you?” Maggie offered.
“Thanks.” Tiana looked over her shoulder, and she added, “He’s gone for good, by the way.”
“It’s about time,” Maggie chuckled.
If Maggie Bender had known that she would be the last person to see the girl, she would have tried to convince her not to go alone. She cried when she saw Tiana’s picture in the paper, and she asked to be taken off night shift. Maggie could not bare the thought of losing one of ‘her’ girls, again.
Tiana waved as she pulled out of the gas station, and she turned left at the light to pull onto the highway ramp heading north. This late, in the middle of the night, there was no traffic, and Tiana cranked up the CD player and sang with Ryker at the top of her lungs.
The drive would only take a couple of hours, but after forty-five minutes she had finished her coffee and she was wiggling in her seat. There was an exit ahead, but Tiana knew that it was almost a ten mile detour to get to the amenities. Then, she remembered that there was a small rest stop a few miles ahead. Dang, she had to go bad. She cruised in front of the pavilion, and without even considering that there were no other cars around, she ran to the women’s bathroom.
When Tiana came out, a man was walking towards her, and she looked across the lot to his semi. The shining black rig was parked in the shadows, but she could see the blue and white sign on the door. She remembered passing him a few miles back, because no one else was on the road. “Hi,” she smiled.
“Evening,” the man’s deep voice replied. He tipped his cowboy hat, and continued to walk to the restrooms.
Just before climbing back into her car, Tiana noticed the back tire. Okay, this sucks. At least Adam could have helped her change a flat. She thought about calling road service, but even if she could get a signal out here, it would cost more money that she did not have, and by the time they found the rest stop she would have missed the sunrise on the lake.
Tiana looked back at the pavilion, and then squinted her eyes at the sign on the truck. “Anderson’s Tools,” she murmured. Tiana shrugged, “Never heard of them.” There was a phone number and even a website address, so she knew that they had to be a legitimate company. The rig looked new, and although she had only glanced at the driver, his clothes seemed clean and he had been polite enough. Tiana leaned against her car and she waited for the man to come out.
“Hey… look, I hate to bother you, but could you help me change a tire?”
Dillon walked over to her. This was going to be easy. “Do you have a jack?”
“I guess so.” Tiana had no idea, and she was slightly concerned that she might not even have a spare tire. She heard the click of the man’s boots as he stepped off the curb, and he walked up behind her while she opened the hatchback and pushed the cooler over to lift the carpet.
“It don’t matter, sweetheart. We won’t be needing it.”
Tiana turned around with a confused expression. Her eyes widened at the same time as she heard the rip of the tape off the roll, and it sealed her lips and wound over her ponytail three times before she even thought to lift her hands to stop him.
She reached up to push him away and run, but he spun her easily around and slammed her onto the floor of the car. Her head banged the edge of the cooler and stunned her for a moment, and by then she felt her hands being taped behind her.
Oh god… it’s the highway guy. Tiana thought of her flat tire and how stupid she had been to only think about Adam not being there to help her. She screamed and bucked, and the man laughed at her.
“You might be pint sized, but you got some fight in you,” he chuckled. Dillon caught a flailing leg, and he took the time to measure the sole of her shoe against his hand. “Yep, tiny thing, aren’t ya’?” Once more, his excitement with the abduction caused him to slip into the easy Texas drawl of his youth.
Tiana felt her ankles pulled together, and she began to wail. She screamed as the air left her lungs when the man threw her up over his shoulder, and she looked frantically towards the ramps for headlights while he walked towards the driver’s door of her car. She could not see what he was doing, but she hoped that he was taking her purse. She had pepper spray and her cell phone inside it. When he turned around, she saw the contents of her purse dumped onto the seat. The spray and cell phone were mixed in with the clutter, and the only thing missing was her wallet.
Tiana screamed again, and she began to bang her head against his jacket. His hand came down forcefully on her bottom, and Tiana shrieked in surprise. “Stop that,” the man laughed. “Behave yourself.”
Tiana heard him open the truck door, and she felt herself rising when he climbed up the step. The passenger seat was already folded and forward, and he pulled himself the rest of the way into the back with the girl still shrieking.
Tiana was tossed onto something soft, and she tried to get to her knees. A strong hand pushed her onto her stomach, and she heard the ripping sound of the tape again. A gloved hand grabbed her bound ankles, and pulled them towards her wrists, and when Tiana tried to straighten them, a hand crashed down onto her bottom again.
“I told you to behave,” the man growled. He wrenched her legs up. Tiana felt herself pulled into a bowed arch while he wrapped tape between her wrists and ankles, locking them together.
At this point she was sobbing, and she felt a gloved hand stroke down her back and over her bottom. “Settle down, now. We got a ways to go before I can pull off again.” The cowboy rolled her onto her back, and her weight pressed down onto her bound and folded limbs.
Tiana watched him move back up front, fix the seat, and then he reached out to pull the door shut. The loud bang made her jump and scream again. The man moved back to the driver’s seat, and she heard him grind the truck into gear. The more speed they picked up, the more her heart raced, as if inside she knew that she was moving further away from freedom.
They drove for hours, and Tiana saw daybreak through the top of the windshield. Her arms and legs were strained painfully and at first they became her main consideration as the truck rolled down the highway. Eventually, they became somewhat numb, which allowed Tiana the uneasy ability to concentrate on her situation.
The mattress she lay on was deep, like her pillow top mattress cover she used at home, though much thicker. It kept her trapped in a cocoon that removed the resistance she needed to turn or shuffle her bound body to search out a way to cut through the tape. She was basically held immobile, submerged in flannel that held a hint of cologne, and unable to move from where the man had left her.
Tiana tried to calm herself enough to search her mind for news she had heard about the man. Like most young people caught up in their world of too much input, she realized how little she had paid attention. Tiana remembered hearing snatches of conversations on campus regarding conflicting stories about vehicles, and that none of the girls had been found… dead or alive. The last thing she heard was something about an old pickup truck, and she remembered that she had briefly stereotyped the abductor as an older unkempt man… the sort that her mother seemed to constantly be inclined to bring home. Never did Tiana consider that the man would be dangerously handsome and cruising the dark highways in a black monster of a truck. Basically, Tiana could think of nothing accurate that had described the man or his semi, and she became more frightened and depressed as she realized that the chances of her being rescued were slim.
For some reason, she had the idea the man was not going to kill her, but that left only one other reason for her capture. Tiana rationalized in her mind that she could live through forced sex, but what were his plans for her afterwards? She remembered close to twenty abductions, and it seemed impossible that the truck driver had kept all of them, unless the girls he had kidnapped were imprisoned somewhere or the trucker had partners waiting at the end of this trip… Tiana’s mind froze. Was the man capturing the girls for someone else?
Her legs began to ache again, and they pulled her thoughts away from the frightening assumptions she was drawing. A brief flash of the fantasies she used to dream up when she was having sex with Adam sliced through her mind. How could she have used this painful reality of being bound to help her work herself up to climax? There was nothing sexually exciting about having her circulation cut off for hours while the terrifying man drove her to an unknown future that could only promise more fear.
The sun had moved over the glass, and she guessed it to be close to noon before the gears of the truck began to wind down. They had traveled two states from where her car sat on its flat tire, and no one had discovered it yet.
When the truck stopped, the man left the engine dieseling and he climbed into the back. Tiana watched him come towards her. She trembled and began to cry again while pressing into the soft bed to try to move away. With her numb limbs pinned between her and the sinking mattress, she could not even roll over. The man turned to close the heavy curtains, and the small cabin was sealed in darkness. Tiana continued to scream, but in the back of her mind she knew that between the gag and the truck motor, she could not be heard.
A small light came on, and Tiana turned her head in time to see the man pull a long knife out of his pocket. Slasher… Highway Slasher. Tiana moaned, certain that the man meant to kill her. Instead, he turned her onto her stomach and she felt him pinch the material of her jeans together at the top of her thigh near her bottom.
The knife pierced through, and Dillon widened the hole and grabbed and tore the leg off of the pants. He needed the knife to cut the seams, but soon the girl was wearing uneven cutoffs. Tiana felt the blade on one hip as he cut through her pants on both sides. He yanked on the back belt loop, and the friction burned slightly as her shredded pants slid down her belly and between her legs.
The sensible white bikini underwear she had opted to wear for camping, in place of her usual thong, came free even quicker, and she screamed when he pressed the flat side of the blade down between the cheeks of her bottom and against her pussy. “Settle down,” he said threateningly. Though Tiana was sure her muffled screams could not be heard over the diesel, his quiet, deep voice cut through the idling hoarse sound of the engine easily. He cut off her blouse, and after slicing through her bra straps he unhooked the back clasp and pulled it free. Her shoes and socks were last, and Tiana lay naked and trembling on her stomach, too afraid to cry.
Dillon held his breath when he turn
ed her over. He had gotten a good look at the pretty brunette at the rest stop when he had glanced back to watch her ponytail swish across her waist while she walked to the car. He imagined her in the trailer, hanging by the tail while he whipped her. God, his cock was aching as he envisioned the blue eyes filled with pain, and highlighted by the dark hair.
Gloved hands grabbed Tiana’s arm and thigh, and the man lifted her and maneuvered her onto her back, pinning the strained limbs underneath her. With her knees spread wide due to the uncomfortable way she was bound, color flooded her face when the man looked down at her. She whined and tried to press her thighs together, but he moved forward between her legs, keeping her spread to a painful degree. The blue jean clad legs kept moving closer, pushing her thighs so far apart she shrieked at the pain as her legs felt as though they were ripping out of her hip sockets. Add to that, her ankles were pulling down on her wrists, forcing the same agonizing pressure on her shoulders.
The flexible arm on the light was moved so that the beam shone directly onto her pussy, leaving the rest of the sleeper in darkness. Oh god… oh please. Tiana had never been so humiliated or frightened in her entire life, and she screamed when she saw his hands, now minus the gloves, reach through the light. She clenched her bottom in frustration, trying to hide herself from his prying eyes and hands as she shuddered miserable sobs. Dillon listened to her shriek, and he watched her attempt to jerk away as his thumbs brushed her labia gently. Her slickening was quick, and he smiled when she whimpered at her unintended response.
“Come on,” he coaxed softly as a finger stroked down her slit. Tiana continued to clench and try to pull her hips back. “Come on, sweetheart,” the man repeated, and Tiana felt a small amount of arousal building in her channel in reaction to the seductive stroking and deep voice. “That’s it, that’s a good girl,” the man encouraged.
Tiana whined, and she began sobbing again when his finger gently plunged into her. She recognized her nerves tingle with betraying response to his slow movements, and the sounds from the gag were pitiful as her humiliation grew. She heard a strange buzzing sound, and she shrieked and began to quiver when the vibrator hit her clit.
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