Gary had just left his home in Allentown, PA in search of adventure and even a new beginning in California.  He was determined to hitch-hike his way across the country – see the USA, meet some folks along the way and make the trip while spending as little of the $500 he had in his pocket.  His parents had divorced and focused on rebuilding their own lives, and Gary wasn’t in either of their immediate plans and they fully supported his excursion more so for him to be out of their way versus what they really thought was good for him.

He made the two mile trek to Route 22, and began hitchhiking his way down the two lane highway.  After about a half hour a blue panel van with California plates pulled over ahead of him…a good omen he thought.  Gary trotted up to the passenger window and the driver turned asking where he was heading.  As he responded that he was heading west, he began to fixate on exactly who he was speaking with.  The driver was a striking woman, about 40-ish, with jet black shoulder length hair, Italian looking features behind what appeared to be expensive sunglasses. She wore a leather skirt, black tee and matching short black boots.  Wow, Gary thought…another great sign.  He told the driver he was on his way to California and would go as far as she would take him.  She smiled and said she was making the cross-country trip and could sure use the company.
Gary hopped in the van as fast as he could, with his backpack in tow and the two new friends took off west on Route 22 headed for the interstate.  As they began the journey Gary wondered why he hadn’t thought of this sooner.  He introduced himself and she responded with her name: Ellen.   Gary was in awe; Great looking woman, mature, friendly and a companion for the next several days….he was sure to get a little lucky on this trip.  Ellen told him she was an antique dealer and she had just made the trip cross-country to drop off some items in New York, and she was making her return to the Bay area.  She asked him a lot of questions about his family, friends, if he was meeting anyone in California.  Gary didn’t realize it, but he was being subtly interrogated by Ellen to see if he’d be missed.  It was obvious that he could disappear for months and no one would be the wiser.

After about two hours, Ellen offered to make a stop for food.  They cruised through a Hardee’s drive-through grabbed a couple of burgers and drinks and pulled into a parking space to chow down.  As they were getting settled, Ellen asked Gary to reach behind the seat to get a box of wet wipes so they could clean up before eating.  Gary got up from his seat and the next thing he felt was an excruciating electric shock.  Although he didn’t realize it, Ellen had used a tazer on Gary and he crumbled to the floor of the van.  He was immobilized but he could see Ellen rolling him over and placing him on a stretcher of some type on his back, figuring she was helping him.  That was not the case though.  As she placed him on the stretcher, she began to secure his ankles and wrists and neck to a series of restraints.  She then affixed duck tape over his mouth, and the panic set in.  Gary started to writhe and scream but it was no use…he knew he was in deep trouble, but couldn’t figure out what this woman wanted with him.

Ellen continued by pulling out a knife and cutting Gary’s jeans and tee shirt away from his body. She made quick work of his briefs, shoes and socks as well.  When she finished, she stood up over her subject and stared down at him with a wicked smile.  She pulled up a small stool that was in the back of the van, and prepared to give Gary the news of his fate.

Ellen told him that she had actually made the trip east twice a year to shop for a slave, and that he was her acquisition on this trip.  She explained that she usually found her prey while hitchhiking and made the trip back to her dungeon in the Napa Valley for the slave to perform the services that she desired.  She had been doing this for the past five years and had eight slaves in her California dungeon (3 male and 5 female), that performed a variety of duties.  Gary was terrified.  He not only realized he was now a prisoner, but he also accepted that no one would be looking for him at least for the next several months.

As she spoke, Gary tried to envision what being a slave to Ellen would be like, and he was to find out soon enough.  She told him that she needed to get back to Napa as fast as possible, since the slaves were alone with limited food and water.  To accommodate that she had outfitter her van to make minimal stops…only for food and sleep.

Ellen pointed out the stretcher Gary was tied to, was on a track that slid along the floor of the van, behind the driver seat.  When the stretcher was slid forward Gary’s head would fit under the seat of the driver side.  Ellen had cut out an eight inch circle of the foam seat, so that when secured into place Gary’s face was directly below Ellen’s bottom.

She then explained that while she was driving he would be secured in the position under her seat and he would serve as her traveling toilet when necessary, and also please her when ordered as well.  She removed the tape on his mouth, laughed and also told him if he didn’t obey all of her orders, his slavery in Napa would be of the worst possible kind. She also told him that she was friends with a 400lb male dom that would take Gary off her hands in a minute.  As bad as his trip would be, he shuddered at the other options….he had no choice.

As she completed her direction, Ellen hopped into the front of the van, into the driver seat and drove off.  After about an hour, she was ready to introduce Gary to his fate.  While driving she slipped off her skirt (she wore no panties) and settled in for a little toilet fun.  She told Gary that her bladder was teeming and she needed to relieve herself, warning him that he must catch and swallow every drop with a wide-open mouth.  Seconds later, she let out a long and steady stream of pee, that Gary strained to gulp every last bit, still thinking about her threats. When she was done, she ordered Gary to lick her clean of any droplets, which he obeyed as well.

Although bitter and warm, Gary wasn’t repulsed by the golden shower, although he was petrified by the thought that he may not done it to Ellen’s satisfaction.  As darkness fell, Gary had almost started to doze off in his prone position, but Ellen once again was barking out new orders.  She told him she felt a bowl movement coming and that he better be ready for all of it.  Although he was in the dark, Gary closed his eyes dreading what was about to happen.  A few minutes later, he began to smell a fecal aroma.  He opened his mouth, not wanting to disobey the orders, and after another two minutes or so a solid log dropped into his mouth.  He started to gag and paused confused on what to do.  He was repulsed, but kept envisioning this happening with a 400lb male, so he had no choice but to comply.  He heard Ellen laugh again, warning him, he had better have caught every morsel and swallow it all.  Fifteen minutes later, Gary was able to get it all down.  Ellen helped him out with another cup or so of pee to wash it down.  His duties on the first night concluded with an hour of cleaning and probing Ellen’s ass with his tongue and then pleasing her orally to a 70mph orgasm.

Several hours later, Ellen pulled into a campground.  She moved to the back of the van, slid Gary from out under the seat, unhooked his legs and then attached the restraints to chains that were attached to the walls of the van.  He would be allowed to sleep on a cushion in the back of the van while chained, before being put back on the stretcher in the morning. She gave him a drink, which contained a sedative, that knocked him out within minutes, so she could unroll her sleeping bag on the stretcher to get her sleep for the evening.

The next morning, Gary was restrained to the stretcher again and the second day of the trip continued as the first.  Four days later, Ellen and her new well-trained toilet slave arrived at her Napa Valley dungeon.  Ellen backed the van up to an old barn opened up the back doors and led Gary out on a leash with shackles to his new home, which was in a dungeon underneath the barn.

In Part II, Gary is introduced to the new routine in the dungeon with Ellen and another slave. Back to Stories