Taken

Game

(Day Seven Evening)

The day was actually going alright. I did everything that my captor told me to do. It was when we sat down after dinner that it seemed to all go wrong. I was sat on the floor again but unshackled this time and he was sat behind me while playing with my hair. I didn't say anything this time and decided to suck it up.
"Lottie," he said.
I turned round to face him when he said his new nickname for me. He had been calling it me all day. I hated it.
"What do you want to do tommorow?" He asked.
Something popped into my head but I knew that he would punish me if I asked it. I turned back around. Suddenly my face was pressed against the coffee table and he had a firm grip on the back of my neck.
"Say it," he sneered in my ear.
"I want to go home," I stated while starting to sob.
"Lay on your stomach on the coffee table," he commanded.
I did as I was told. Whatever he was planning was better than being taken to the dingy room. Or I hoped it was. He began to tie my ankles and wrists to the legs of the table. My head was pushed sideways so that I could only see half of what he was doing.
"Having you layed like this makes me want to fuck you in the ass so bad," he stated. "Your not stretched out yet though."
I shuddered at his words. What did he mean? What was he going to do to me? I heard the channels changing until he found a football game.
"Everytime my team scores then I push a ball into your ass," he stated. "Everytime your team scores is an extra punishment for what you just did. If there's any extra time then I will put the Ben wa ball inside you for ten times that long on full vibration every night before bed for a week after your punishments have finished."
I sobbed at his words. I should have just made something up. I shouldn't have hesitated. He knew something was wrong then. I had to learn to make quick lies.
"Do you understand?" He shouted.
I nodded my head while I sobbed louder. The game started and no-one had scored yet. I could only see the time and the scores on the TV. I couldn't see how close each team were to scoring. Five minutes passed and one team scored.
"That's your team darling so one extra punishment for you," he stated.
I pulled against the binds as I wept but it was no use. Half an hour passed and the other team scored. I tensed up. It was his team. That means that I got a ball in my ass. I felt something on my asshole. Pressure was applied slowly. My asshole opened end let it inside. I whined slightly but it didn't hurt that much. Moments later, the same team scored again. Another ball was pushed against my asshole. This one felt bigger. My captor kept it at halfway so that it stretched my asshole. I groaned at the pain. Then he pushed it all in and I relaxed slightly. Before half time, my team had scored another goal and there was no extra time. I sighed in relief.
"More always happens in the second half," he stated.
He was right. In the first ten minutes, my team had scored three goals. That was now five extra punishments for me. I squirmed as his team scored another goal. An even bigger ball was shoved into my ass and I screamed with pain. I didn't notice that his team had scored another goal so my asshole was invaded with another ball. I screamed again. I panted heavily. We now had an injury. My captor chuckled. I knew what this meant. Ben wa ball time. I started to sob again. There was now 20 minutes left of the game. I had four balls in my ass, five punishments to look forward to and who knows how much time with the Ben wa balls. My team scored another time. I groaned at this. Then his team scored. A ball was shoved into my ass and I screamed again. Tears ran down my face at the pain. There was nothing else that happened until extra time was announced. 8 minutes. That meant 80 minutes of Ben wa balls on full vibration every night for a week after my punishments. I pulled against the restraints again. He tutted at me.
"Same rules apply for goals during extra time," he said.
My team scored two goals during the extra time. That was now eight extra punishments for me. I squeezed my eyes shut. I felt a slap on my ass. I opened my eyes immediately.
"That's the end," he said. "Now I'm going to pull these balls out of your ass."
He took his time to do it. Making sure that the largest part at each ball rested at my opening for a few seconds each time before continuing. When he was done, I think that I fainted as when I woke up, I was layed on the floor in the dingy room with my arms chained to the wall. I curled into a ball and sobbed myself to sleep.