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Taming A Slave	By : johnrie18 Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female Views: 35787 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Three more days.

Zorpox continued to visit regularly without exception. He would feed her, only now he would allow her to eat real food. He would allow her to relieve herself. And each time, he brought her to orgasm.

Finally, he came in one day, and as usual, got to ‘work’. When it was all over, he waited again for her breathing to return to normal before asking simply “would you like a bath?”

Kim hadn’t even bothered to list ‘bathing’ among her list of priorities. She had been so concerned with such basics as escape and survival that she had never even really noticed how much she truly stunk, and how good a warm bath would feel.

“Yes please.” She answered softly.

“Good. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Kim heard Zorpox rise and leave the room, shutting the door behind him. When he finally returned several minutes later, Kim felt Zorpox kneel beside her, unshackling her arms before locking them into a pair of handcuffs in front of her.

Her legs were unshackled next and Zorpox brought her to stand upright.

“Remember what I told you Kim. If you cause any trouble…” Zorpox left his statement unfinished as he dragged her blindfolded. Kim couldn’t help but notice the lack of usual precautions and had to guess that Zorpox was daring her to try and escape. If she didn’t take the chance, it would be another way of submitting to him. If she did, and it failed, it would once again show that he was in total control.

Kim just continued to feel her way ahead of herself with Zorpox leading her. She felt the surprisingly warm air of Zorpox’s lair beat down on her bare skin as he led her through his hideout. The ground beneath her was hard and bare, but smooth like tile. She tried to listen for any sounds in the distant and thought she could hear a strong breeze blowing overhead. If this was the case, then perhaps she was close to ground. She had always assumed he’d been keeping her in some dark, underground dungeon, but perhaps this meant that escape might not be so impossible.

She finally felt him lead her into another room. The door could be heard to open and Kim felt warm, comfortable rug beneath her feet. A light switch was heard to flick on as he guided her across the rug until her feet accidently knocked against something.

Zorpox guided her into it. The bathtub was only large enough for one person. He guided her feet in, first one and then the other. The water in the tub was so warm and felt so good against her skin, she moaned at the sensation. He slowly helped her lay down until she was submersed up to the top of her shoulders. Then he took her hands, uncuffed one of them and wrapped the end of the cuff around a metal bar running alongside the bath before resecuring her hand.

“How am I…” Kim indicated to her hands even as she was about to finish her question, but there was no need. She felt a soapy washcloth come down over her backside as Zorpox slowly washed her.

Neither said anything. Aside from the occasional soft gasps from Kim and the sound of water dripping and washing over, there was silence. Kim felt herself lost in the simple pleasures of a hot bath and had to admit that it felt indescribably good.

“Can… do I have to wear the blindfold?” she finally asked.

There was a pause. Zorpox seemed to stop his attentions as if lost in thought. Finally, Kim felt a finger beneath the strap of the blindfold as it was lifted up over her eyes. Kim squinted at first, her eyes requiring several seconds to adjust to being able to actually see again.

She looked over to see Zorpox. He was dressed only in his mission clothes, his sleeves rolled back to avoid getting wet. There was such a passiveness in his expression. No sign of malice or cruelty. No indication of triumph or power. He simply looked at her plainly with what Kim thought she recognized as a hint of longing as he continued to sensually clean her.

Kim braced herself for the worst as he moved to wash her hair, but there was no need. His hands were gentle. He never tugged at her hair or yanked or pulled. He simply dipped it back in the water and then brought it up. Finally, he lathered his hands in shampoo and began rubbing through her hair.

He took his time. He was patient, gentle. She tried to wait for him to mistreat her, to remind her that she was still a prisoner of this mad man, but her every feeling, her every sensation seemed to betray that very notion. If it weren’t for the handcuffs, it would have been something from one of her more erotic dreams of her and Ron.

She looked down in the water to see all the grim and dirt that had washed off of her. It wasn’t obscene, but it was still quite a lot. When it was all done, Zorpox let the water out of the tub, allowing it to drain away. He then went over to retrieve a towel and brought it over, standing her upright and wrapping it around her midsection.

As he came to wrap the towel around her, his shoulder came up to her face. Kim took the chance to lean in to his chest, moaning appreciatively. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He whispered to her even as he leaned in to undo her handcuff around her right wrist.

Her head shot faster than Zorpox could appreciate, almost knocking his teeth out and knocking him back. Kim finished wrapping the towel around her in the blink of an eye even as she flipped out of the tub. Zorpox regained his composure to see Kim land in an attack posture.

“It won’t work KP.”

Kim wasted no energy on words. Instead, she leapt forward in the air, her knee crashing directly into his face and smashing him against the back wall of the bathroom. Zorpox hit hard, crying out in pain and Kim took the chance to land a solid punch to his face, followed by another.

Zorpox gave no further fight as he simply fell back against the wall, slumping down unconsciously.

“Worked just fine, but thanks for the concern.” Kim’s moment of power and control passed briefly as she wobbled a bit on her feet, trying to regain her balance. She had spent the last several days chained to a bed and every one of her muscles ached from lack of proper exercise.

Kim had to take a minute to gather herself. Her legs were weak, unsteady. Still, she needed them now more than anything.

Forcing herself moving, she ran out of the bathroom and straight into the adjourning room. It appeared to be a large, private chamber, completely unadorned save for some candles and what smelt like remnants of burning incense. Noting that it held nothing of any use, not even a change of clothes and not allowing herself to stay still for too long, she hurried on.

Enormous, cavernous hallways seemed to run together and match. Kim felt like she was running in circles with no end in sight. Her lungs ached and her legs cried out for rest, but she forced herself onward, looking for some sign of escape. Finally, she came upon a sight that froze her blood.

The enormous room looked more like a sitting area. An entire wall section of the cave had been cleared away and replaced with a thick glass wall, allowing Kim to see the outside for the first time.

Harsh winds blew heavy snow across the vast frozen mountain slopes that stretched on forever before her. Kim’s mind reeled at the thought. Even with thermal clothes, the mountain seemed to drop down forever. She’d never make it down to the bottom without proper climbing equipment as well as provisions and heaven only knew where in the world she was in the first place. Even if she reached the bottom, who knew where the nearest traces of civilization could be found.

She tried to bite down panic as her mind raced. There was no way Zorpox could have carried her up here. He had to have another way of getting up and down the mountains. And she knew of only one other way anyone could possibly reach this height.

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Kim finally found the hanger. True to her prediction, there was a brand new looking hover car parked and waiting. With a little luck, it would have a contained canopy that would allow her to endure the elements as she made her escape, even dressed only in a towel. More importantly, it might even have communication equipment to allow her to call for help.

Kim eagerly leapt into the cockpit. Sure enough, it looked to have everything she would need, including a GPS unit to allow her to find her way. Hope beat her heart at twice its normal speed as her nervous fingers worked at the controls. Everything seemed to be in order and easy enough to learn to operate as far as Kim could tell. There was only one problem.

It wouldn’t start.

As Kim frantically pressed down on the different buttons, she found the entire vehicle totally unresponsive. No power, no lights, no hum to indicate the engine activating. Nothing.

“It won’t work KP.”

Kim spun where she sat as she saw Zorpox standing at the entrance way to the hanger, leaning confidently against the wall with his arms folded.

“Why not? What did you do?”

“Safety feature.” He answered smugly. “It won’t operate unless you enter the proper code into the pad next to the driver’s seat.”

Kim looked back down where sure enough a number pad set exactly where Zorpox had described.

“What’s the code?” she demanded as she looked back to him, her face burning red.

“I’m afraid I can’t tell you. But I will tell you that it has seven digits. Or maybe nine.” Zorpox pretended to try and remember. “Is it three? I know it’s definitely less than twelve… I think.”

“What’s the code?” She demanded again even as she leapt out of the cockpit to storm towards Zorpox. For being all but naked, save for the towel still wrapped around her, she was a picture of rage that would have scared away anyone with any sense at all.

“I told you. I can’t tell you.” Zorpox stood back up and began walking towards Kim, completely confident and unafraid. “I can’t let you go Kim. No matter what happens, I can’t.”

“You are going to give me that code Zorpox. Or I am going to make you.” Kim finished uttering her threat as the two stood ten feet apart, both tense and ready for battle.

“You’re only going to make this worse for yourself Kim.”

“Oh, I’m going to make it a lot worse for you first.” She promised.

The two crossed the distance between one another in no time at all. Zorpox moved in first with a jab, but Kim easily blocked the strike before countering with a hard strike to his gut. Zorpox bent over in pain and Kim followed through with a solid roundhouse to his face.

Zorpox was sent crashing to the ground as Kim stood confident and focused over him. Forcing himself back to his feet, Zorpox eyed her warily before making his next move.

He opened his next assault with a kick of his own, followed by an attempt to sweep her legs out from underneath her. Kim easily evaded both of these moves before grabbing Zorpox’s arms, using a simple judo throw to hurl him across the room and back to the ground.

When Zorpox again rose to his feet, he did so only to be on the receiving end of a drop kick squarely to his chest. Even as his head landed on the hard ground, Kim was at his side in a second. He leapt to his feet, only to come right up into a hard punch squarely to his jaw.

Zorpox stumbled back, blood spilling out from his lip as he turned back to her. He tried to land a flying spin kick to her head but she was easily able to duck the attack. He attempted to follow through with two kicks in rapid succession, but Kim deflected each. She then landed another kick to his rib cage and once again battered him to the ground.

Before he could arise again, Kim’s legs came down around Zorpox’s throat, causing him to gasp for air. He pulled and tugged at her legs, but they would not budge.

“Tell me the code!” She demanded.

Zorpox made no apparent effort to talk. He simply continued to gasp and struggle for air to no avail.

“Tell me!” The rage in her voice boiled over as she tightened her grasp around him further. Still, he showed no signs of capitulating.

“Give it to me!” She watched as his face began to turn a sickly pale. Practically no air escaped his gasps. He would pass out soon.

In frustration, Kim finally relented her hold over him. He let out an enormous gasp for air as he inhaled to save his life. Yet Kim was on top of him, grabbing him by the scruff of his shirt with her one hand and slamming her spare across his face.

“Give me the code.”

“N-never” He let out as a pitiful whisper as blood poured down the side of his face.

“Give it to me!” Another fist shot across Zorpox’s face as a wet heat spilled down the side of hers. She was frantic, desperate. She was so close. So close to escaping from this nightmare. “Tell me what it is! Please. I just want to go home!”

Zorpox seemed to swallow back for a second before whispering “you’ll have to kill me first KP. Either… either way, you can’t win.”

Kim looked him frantically in the eyes, looking for some sign of bluff. Some indication that his words were mere hyperbole.

Instead, there was dead determination in them. She knew it was true. He would die before letting her go. Nothing could dissuade him otherwise. Nothing.

Kim held him for a few seconds longer, trapped in horror, her fist hovering, trembling, over his face.

Her grip over him gave way as he fell back onto the floor. Wet tears streamed down her face as she stood up, clutching her sides tightly for comfort. Kim absently walked over to the nearby corner and sat down, huddled against it, weeping to herself.

She paid no mind as Zorpox slowly regathered his breath. He took his time to clear his head, shaking off the dizziness before finally clambering awkwardly to his feet. When he had, he let out a huff of breath before walking over to where Kim sat.

He stood before her for a few seconds before finally looking up at him, her cheeks soaked in tears. His face was plain, emotionless. He said nothing. He simply gestured for her to stand. She looked away from him for a second before finally rising to her feet as well. She didn’t even react as Zorpox re-secured the handcuffs behind her back.

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By the time they had returned to Kim’s cell, her tears had finally subsided. Her face was deadpan as Zorpox uncuffed her hands.

“Lay down.”

She looked down at the bed for a second and then looked back at him. Finally, she complied, laying down in her original position, her arms and legs outstretched as he re-chained her.

He said nothing further. Once she was refastened, he simply rose and left the room, leaving her alone to tremble at the thundering of her cell door slamming shut.
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