The Kidnapping

Jax's Story

The Story of Jax

Jax grew up in an ordinary family of 3, being the only child of a loving couple.  Her upbringing was also just as ordinary.  Her childhood was a happy and content one.  Troubles of the world seemed very far away and to her, only happening to others.  Her heart did go out to helping others, so when she finally graduated high school and got accepted in a good college, she majored and excelled with honors in psychology and anthropology.  College life suited her perfectly and within those years she grew to be a happy, intelligent, beautiful, strong, independent, free spirited girl.

Unfortunately, those qualities also attracted a dark stranger.  One, who was watching her, stalked her and planned her demise into his dark world.  He had watched her for weeks, knew her routines and learned her habits.  Then one day he executed his plan by waiting for her near the woods that he knew she would be jogging past on the old road by campus.  It was her last year in school and she enjoyed the runs she took to clear her mind, the music playing loud in her earphones.

She never saw him, didn’t see it coming until she felt herself being grabbed, something sharp and painful in her hip as she tried to struggle……and then complete darkness.

She woke up in cell, locked away alone for what seemed forever, mostly hungry and cold.   Then she met the stranger for the first time.  He was a very tall, bald man who to her was intimidating and cold.  She spent several months being abused and raped and left alone for periods of time that she couldn’t count.  He was very mean and seemed to enjoy her pain and discomfort.

Her will had been broken finally and she welcomed his visits, no matter how much it hurt or what he had planned for her.  The isolation was worse than anything he could do to her.  Eventually, after she stopped fighting, he came with gifts, gave her baths, small privileges and little freedoms.  She was stuck to him like glue when she was with him.  She fell in love with him, and he with her.  They married in a small ceremony within their small circle of friends  and soon he allowed her to run the mansion, giving her all the mundane tasks and responsibilities, including taking care of the other captives.

These duties came easily to her.  Her life revived with the added authority.  To the visitors and guests, members, slavers and captives, they were seen as a power couple.  Working together and united in love.  To their inner circle and behind closed doors, he would remind her of her place, on her knees and in service.

She was brave only once.  While taking a walk on the grounds one day, she kept walking and to this day she doesn’t know why she did it.  Her walk became a run.  Soon she knew there was no turning back and she panicked.  Her bout of freedom was short lived.  Slavers soon found her and brought her back.  Her punishment was severe and long.  She would like to say she learned her lesson, but at night while she sleeps in her fancy caged bed, she stares at the window and still dreams of her freedom.