Archive-name: Violent/taken3.txt Archive-author: Paul Colbenson Archive-title: Taken - 3 The next day, I tried to avoid the sound proof booth. During my lunch break, I went to the auditorium and hid in the backstage area. I figured if he couldn't find me, he couldn't do anything. It was about halfway through the period when I heard the doors of the auditorium open. I cringed as I heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps. It took a little while, But finally I got up the courage to peek out of the curtains. All I saw was the janitor. He was removing the trash. I sighed in relief that it hadn't been Randy coming to look for me. I watched the janitor leave. As the doors closed, I turned to go back to my hiding spot. Just as I turned, I ran into Randy. I gave a little scream, but he placed a hand over my mouth. I doubt if anybody heard me. "I told you not to make me come looking for you.", he whispered in my ear, "I don't like to be kept waiting for a piece of ass." He turned me around to face him. He told me to go into the dressing room. I walked towards the rooms in the back, my mind racing to find a way to get away from Randy. The only way out was through him, there was no way out. I got into the dressing room and Randy shut the door behind him. I went to the far side of the room away from him. He reached into his bag, pulling an instant camera from it. He took my picture and told me to strip. I knew by now that I didn't have much choice in the matter. I began undoing the top button, when he took another picture. "You aren't planning on taking pictures the whole time, do you?", I asked hoping the answer was no. "Damn straight I'm going to take pictures." "Please don't. I'll do what you want, but no pictures." "I told you not to make me come looking for you, and you did anyway. Now you are going to be punished." I had no choice, I had to do it. I finished undoing my shirt. Randy took my picture after each and every button. I undid my bra (which undid in the front). As it can undone, Randy took the picture just as I was pulling the two sides way. He now had a picture of my breasts. I kicked off my shoes "Hurry up.", Randy said, "I don't have all day, I have classes later. If you don't hurry, I won't have time to fuck you, then I would be REALLY upset." I hurried through taking my pants off. each step of the undressing process was photographed, until was naked. I stood there not knowing what he wanted me to do next. He undid his zipper, and I started to lay down so he could do what he wanted. I figured if I just let him get it over with, he would leave me alone. I had gotten to my knees, before he told me to stop. He walked over to me and put his thing in my face. I turned my face away, because I didn't want that thing touching my face. Randy grabbed the back of my hair, and forced my face into his crotch. I tried to fight to pull my face away, but Randy slapped my face while holding my hair. "Open your fucking mouth bitch!" "Please Randy, no.", I plead. All it gets me in another slap in the face. By now the tears from my eyes are trickling down my burning cheeks. This causes a tingling trail along the path that they take. I open My mouth like Randy told me to, not really knowing why he wanted me to do this. I found out soon enough, as he stuffed his penis in my mouth. I gagged, and tried to force it out of my mouth, only Randy's grip is too tight, and I can't get away. "Suck on it you little whore.", Randy tells me, "Suck on it like you would a popsicle, or else I will get very upset with you. You wouldn't want to upset me, now would you?" I knew that the price of getting Randy upset was pain, so I began to suck on his thing. He must have liked that, because he began to moan a little. Then as he got louder, he began pulling my head into his pelvis. It was ok at first, but then he started banging the back of my throat with it. I was trying to keep from gagging, when I felt this warm liquid fill my throat. I felt like vomiting when I realized that he had finished in my mouth. I wanted to spit out the disgusting liquid, but Randy wouldn't let me go. "Swallow it, you cunt. Swallow the whole thing like the good little slut that you are." It was only with some effort that I was able to get it down. Then he pulled back on my hair again until I thought it was going to either get pulled out, or bleed. "Don't you make me come looking for you again. You will be in the sound proof booth from now on, or else this have seemed like it was easy." Randy then threw me back onto the floor, where I hit my head pretty hard, and bruised my hip. I didn't look up at him, but I heard him pulling his zipper up. "Be in the sound proof booth tomorrow. I don't like to be kept waiting. I also hope you haven't forgotten about our little date prom night." Just then the first bell rang. "You'd also better hurry, you have five minutes to get to class. If you hadn't made me come looking for you, I would have been done and gone by now." I ended up missing my class. I went to the nurses office instead. I told the nurse that I didn't feel well, and wanted to lie down. I was excused from class, and spent the whole hour softly crying to myself wondering why I was being put threw this. I don't remember doing anything wrong. I also thought to myself that I had to show up at the booth from now on. Lord knows what Randy would do if I didn't... --