imagine getting kidnapped and thrown into the roomy trunk of a van, with a blindfold and noise cancelling headphones, bound flat on your back with your legs in the air for easy access to your holes any time the trunk is opened. imagine your kidnapper opening the trunk and leaving you at the mercy of the public every time they stop - gas stations, rest stops, parking garages, gods only know where - never knowing what's going to happen to you, or when, or by whom, only knowing that every time you feel the van stop, your defenseless pussy is going to be on full display, and there's not a thing you can do about it.
Oh, perfect~ having a nice new owner generous enough to provide a free body for the public? What's not to like, really?
My kidnapper makes frequent use of my body, of course. That's probably enough training to loosen me up for all of the other people that want to use me whenever we stopped on the road. Naked, bound, defenseless, completely unaware of what's happening now or what could happen next - I'm at the mercy of anyone and everyone who gets access to the trunk of that van, both holes on clear display for easy access. I don't get to clean the cum out of myself, either - that would mean untying me, and we can't have that - so there's always a few loads in my cunt and my guts, leaving me constantly sloppy and lubed up, ready for use.
Most of the time, people are just there to run a train on a free set of holes. It's especially appealing for the people who want an easy anal whore - with the amount of abuse my asshole gets, I can take practically any cock with no issues at this point. Both my holes are sloppy, easy to fuck, loosened up by daily use by an uncountable number of strangers. I never see their faces, I never hear their voices - all I know is what their cocks feel like, and what it feels like to have load after load of seed pumped into me by complete strangers at rest stops, gas stations, diners, parking garages, just the side of the road. Some nights, I get the luxury of being moved from the familiar van to an unfamiliar bed in a hotel room or motel room, and my kidnapper alerts anyone in the building who wants to stop by that there's a free-use whore at their room number. I still don't get to see or hear who's using me, and I don't get unbound, but it's at least a little softer on my back.
Because my body is for anyone to use, there are always a few folks who want to get more experimental. I'm used to the feeling of large dildos by now, some of them almost too large for me to take - those ones are almost better than the normal stuff, even if they hurt, because they're an interruption of the monotony that a usual train brings. Occasionally, someone will stuff a random object into my cunt or asshole, and I have to guess what it is; common ones are soda cans and beer bottles, with the occasional broom handle or baseball bat. It's not uncommon for someone to try fisting my holes, if I've taken more than a few loads that night and I look open enough. I've taken a fist in the cunt, but my asshole needs a little more stretching; other people there to use me are glad to help out.
Gagged and bound, deaf and blind, I'm not a human anymore. I'm just a sex toy, a free whore for anybody to use whenever they want. My kidnapper has successfully reduced me from a thinking, feeling being to someone whose only sensations and inputs are derived from sex, from the strangers dumping loads into my holes. Cock turns into one of the few indicators I have of the outside world.
Unfortunately for me, and fortunately for my kidnapper...I'm starting to like it that way.
