The Day Sara Lost Everything: Chapter 13

Sara sat back in the soft leather seat. There was a tinted glass window separated her from James. She stumbled around trying to find the button that would lower the window, but instead opened up the bar. Sara had never been much of a drinker, but even to her the spread was amazing. Just as she was reaching for a bottle, her hand hit the button that closed the bar and opened the window.

“What can I do for you miss,” asked James, taking his eyes off the road long enough to glance back in the rearview mirror.

“How long of a drive is this going to be?”

“I would say another 10 or 15 minutes miss, why don’t you just sit back and relax?”

And relax she did. Sara sunk low into the seat and actually dozed off for a few minutes. It wasn’t until James opened her door that she woke up. The light blinded her temporarily, but slowly James took her hand and helped her out of the limo.

She had to be standing in front of the biggest building in all of America. She took one look at James before bounding up the steps and into the store.

James was close behind though. Anthony had given him strict orders not only to carry all of Miss Sara’s bags, but to keep an eye on her as well. At the moment, she was flouncing from rack to rack, throwing an array of clothing over her left arm, as she leafed through more clothes with her right.

Thankfully, James was smart and brought the shoppers cart with him. It was a smaller version of a grocery cart and he often took it when he went to the gourmet grocery store because they didn’t have carts. He could already see that it was going to come in handy. He walked up behind her, and tapped Sara lightly on the shoulder. She must have jumped a mile off the floor, but when she turned and saw it was only James, she settled back into her routine.

“Miss, why don’t you put some of those things in here? Then we can head to the dressing room all at once.”

In no time at all they had visited every rack in the shop, and the dressing room. As Sara changed back into the clothes she had worn, attendants put things back and took things to the register for her. When Sara got to the check out line, all the clothing had been bagged, boxed, and already stored in the limousine. All that was left for her to do was swipe the credit card and sign. The bill was $9,053.22, and most of the things she bought had been on sale.

Sara walked out to the limo and James was already standing at attention, holding her door open. She slid into the seat as James closed the door. Once he was seated, he turned to look at her.

“Miss Sara, I believe Bed, Bath, and Beyond would be the most appropriate next stop.”

“What ever you say James,” responded Sara.

After a trip to Bed Bath and Beyond, Home Depot, IKEA, and stores Sara had never heard of, they were finally headed home. Just as they were nearing the edge of town Sara’s stomach let out a growl equal to that of a lion.

“Hungry, Miss?”

“Very.”
“If you don’t mind I would like to take you to my favorite restaurant.”

“Not at all I trust your judgment.”
And with that James pulled the limo through the Taco Bell drive through.

The sheer irony of a limo at Taco Bell was too much for the workers to handle. Not one of them could keep a straight face. James ordered 8 hard-shell tacos and a Baja Blast Mountain Dew. Sara got the Chicken Quesadilla meal and an order of nachos. James tripled parked the limo and came to sit in the back with Sara to eat. As they munched on, Sara felt something on her bare thigh. James had accidentally squirted a dab of fire sauce on her. It was starting to tingle. Sara laughed until James put his mouth to her thigh and hungrily sucked it off, licking around the area, tongue straying a bit further than necessary.

“James,” Sara said, and edge to her voice, “We’d better head back, Anthony wanted me home in time for dinner remember?”

“Oh I remember, but there is something much more delectable for me to eat here.”

James licked further up her thigh, reaching the panties she had on. He slowly slid them off, and Sara slapped him, hard, right across the face.

“I was hoping it wouldn’t have to be this way Sara,” said James as he used her own panties to gag her.

He then took the seatbelt and tied her wrists behind her back. He left her legs free, a bit of a struggle just turned him on even more. He started to stroke the outer lips, ever so slightly. She shivered with a demented pleasure and continued to kick him. He held her legs still as his mouth moved ever near. His tongue reached out, tentatively, to stroke her slit. Running from back to front, she tasted delightful. He sucked on her clit, gently at first, then with more fervor.

He slipped a finger into her pussy, which was wet against her will, and noticed just how tight she was. It would be a hard fit, but he was confident with enough teasing to lubricate her it would fit. His hands moved up to her shirt and bra taking them off, her skirt already on the floor. Her nipples were hard from the chilly night air and soon his forefinger and thumb had clasped one, and then the other. He rubbed her relentlessly until she realized fighting was useless.

“Are you going to be quite and cooperate?”

Sara nodded.

“I’m going to untie you and take your gag out. If you fight or scream I’ll just put everything back the way it is now. Understand?”
Sara nodded.

He released her and quickly brought his mouth down upon hers, not wanted to take any risks. He kissed her gently, but was taken aback when she didn’t kiss him.

“Remember, you have to cooperate.”
“No,” Sara said, in almost a whisper.

This made James mad and he was rough with her the rest of their… whatever it was.

He unzipped his pants and rubbed the head up and down, slowly in the slit. Just barely between her lips. It made her shiver with pleasure. She didn’t want to, but this was the most gentle rape she had experienced, and trust me she had experienced quite a few. Every time the head reached her clit she moaned in ecstasy. Finally he deemed her wet enough to proceed. He was roughly 8 inches long and 2 wide, and he noticed the terror in her eyes when she saw him line it up with her hole.

“Don’t worry it’ll fit.”

Sara just closed her eyes and braced herself. She had gone through this enough to know better than plead. He would do it anyway, it would be over quicker this way. James almost stopped when her saw the look on her face, but then he felt her head radiating onto his dick and he couldn’t contain himself.

He started to slowly ease himself in, feeling her expand with every thrust. Inch by inch, she cried a little less and moaned a little more. Finally he was going at top speed, and pulled out only to come all over her naked body.

He buckled her pants and tossed a plaid handkerchief on her.

“Better clean up Sara.”

He got back into the drivers seat and drove away. She closed the glass, got dressed, and huddled in the corner of the limo. They pulled into the driveway. As James came around to open her door he took her hand.

“Don’t mention this to Anthony. He’d never believe you anyway.”
With that he kissed her hand, and helped her out of the car. She ran up to the house as the attendants took care to bring her things inside.

Sara ran smack into Anthony.

“Sara, sweetie, how was your day?”

She almost spilled the beans, but then remembered what James had said, he probably wouldn’t believe her.

“It was great! Want to see everything I bought?”

“Of course honey! Lets go into the more formal sitting room, where the attendants are putting your things.”

And with that they sat down on the couch. Sara looked back towards the doorway and saw James wink at her before heading out to the guest house where he stayed. She shuddered, but with one look to Anthony she was completely smitten. Smiling, she sat down on the floor to show him all her purchases.