#firstrodeos

anabel freezes , heart hammering in her chest as she just stares at the scene in front of her . she should walk away before anyone notices she’s there . she should just turn around and flee . but she can’t . she’s frozen in place . a soft squeak leaves her lips when they turn to face her , hands balling into fists as she opens her mouth . nothing comes out .

Hyde turns to see the blonde standing frozen in horror, looking down for a moment to take stock of what he was doing. This was bad. It looked bad. There was no way to soothe her fears and get her to believe it was safe. So, he didn’t think. He just did. He grabbed her, pushing her into the side of the building to hold her down. First, duct tape was slapped over her mouth to keep her quiet. The last thing he needed was her screaming. Hyde used the tape to secure her wrists and ankles together, finally taking a breath once she was writhing on the ground. He quickly packed up, throwing her over his shoulder and retreating back into the shadows.

She was tossed into the backseat of his car, a length of rope tied around her neck and held firmly in his hand as he drove to keep her from sitting up. He didn’t need any attention. Hyde drove for hours, bringing her back to his hideout. It was safe there. When he opened the door, he paused to look at her. “Pretty little thing…” He picked her up again, groping her ass as he carried her over his shoulder to carry her inside.

there’s little to no time to think when the older man finally notices her . she hates that she freezes in place when she’s in a stressful situation because that has made things so much worse . she doesn’t have chance to scream out before there’s duct tape around her mouth . anabel tries to kick , doing her best to get out of the bindings but it’s useless . she doesn’t know how long she’s in the car but she’s terrified, silent tears rolling down her cheeks as she rocks around in the back seat as the man drives . she relaxes slightly when the car stops , only to realise that he’s got her exactly where he wants her . blood runs cold at his words , whining quietly when he starts to grope at her ass - doing her best to plead with him through the duct tape .

This was his hospital, so he had plenty of back doors and secure hallways to hide his pretty captive. Hyde ignored her muffled pleading, smacking her ass in warning as he took her inside. He dropped her down on the bed in one of the rooms, sighing as he left her to dig through a cupboard. “Welcome to your new home, my dear…” He planned to ease her into the general population of mental patients, which would ruin any chance someone would believe her. She would just be another crazy babbling on about danger. He drew something up, flicking the needle as he walked to her. “A little something to keep you from causing trouble.”

He held her down, injecting her. Hyde watched her for a couple minutes, petting her hair as she settled into sedation. Knowing that she’d be weak and not awake very long, he started removing the duct tape from her limbs. Once she passed out, he stripped her down and took the time to go through her things. He gagged her, putting her in a straightjacket that exposed her breasts. She was leashed to the wall by a collar around her neck, keeping her trapped in the room even if the door was open. When she woke up again, he was holding her wallet from her purse. “Of course… I had to get caught by a fucking singer. Well, this ruins my plans to admit you as a patient.” He sighed, cupping her cheek. “Looks like you’re staying hidden.” Hyde ran his hand down her body, groping her exposed breasts roughly.

She’s groggy , head pounding as she opens her eyes. It takes her a moment to come around before she’s immediately panicking. The cold air on her exposed tits makes her whine , gag in her mouth making it harder to breath as panics. She needs to breathe. Eyes travel around the room , locking on him as he rifles through her wallet. She shakes her head , begging him not to through the gag in her mouth. The leash keeping her in place was uncomfortable, not giving enough slack to pull away from his hands. Anabel shakes her head a little , crying out when he gropes her tits.

He laughed a bit at her panic, slapping her breast and pinching her nipple. “Now, now… There’s no need for all that noise. It’s not going to do you any good.” Hyde ran his hands down her body, slowly mapping out her curves. He slapped her ass hard, smacking again when he decided that he enjoyed the noise. “You’ll earn some slack on that leash with good behavior. Do you understand?”

Hyde decided to give her a little test, cupping her ass to pull her closer. “Be a good girl and this will be significantly less miserable for you.” He moved his hand to her front, lightly teasing her pussy. He made no move to slide his fingers inside her, only wanting to test the waters.