Author's note: Chapter two is here! I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing it. I decided to make this into a story instead of a one-shot so there will be more chapters to come. Warning: Sexual content below.


For as long as the two were dating, Iris never once felt the urge to be physical with another man. Eddie was everything she liked in a man and more and the two had gotten along swimmingly even before they dated. However, the days leading up to her abduction was…well, messy, to say the least. It first started with an argument over Iris moving in with Eddie which he insisted on since they were together for some time. Iris loved being self-dependent, and the thought of leaving her apartment that she moved into not long before the couple started dating did not settle well with her. Instead of respecting her wishes, Eddie took it personally. He accused her of not wanting to take their relationship further and questioning whether she really loved him. Of course, at that point it was less about her moving in and more about Eddie's insecurity with their relationship. She knew he always felt he was giving more to the relationship than she was. To be truthful, Iris was uncertain if she saw a future with her boyfriend, so Eddie's concerns was somewhat justified.

So as Iris laid on the bed, naked and her legs spread wide apart, the thought of betraying her boyfriend came to mind. She knew that the situation that she and Barry were in was not completely in their control. They were forced to engage in intercourse, if it means freedom and survival and most people would understand the situation. At least that was what Iris convinced herself, as images of Eddie surfaced her mind. But the thoughts of Eddie and her guilt would soon vanish as a shot of pleasure coursed through her body. You see...it was hard to concentrate on anything else when a handsome man was settled between her legs, using his tongue and fingers to bring her to ecstasy. Occasionally, Iris would look at the camera that was facing the pair and give a disgusted look to show their kidnapper how perverse he was.

Put on a show.

Iris thought about what he meant. Was there another man with him watching the encounter? Surely there was as she remembered hearing a different voice speak through the monitor. She could not decipher what kind of accent it was the second man had; not that it would even matter.

A jolt of pleasure coursed up from the area where Barry was stimulating Iris, causing her to grab a fistful of his hair. "Shit." she cursed and Barry lips turned at Iris's reaction, before diving back in. He was skilled, Iris determined, hesitating too much in the beginning as if he hadn't taken a woman this way in a long time. But there was no mistaking that Barry was enjoying this just as much as she was.

Barry traced her outer lips a few times with his tongue, as if to tease her, and Iris let out a whine. The sensation was becoming to much and she knew with the amount of back and forth Barry was doing by tracing patterns on her clit and switching to her outer lips and thighs, that Iris was going to cum hard. He was, well,...detailed in his exploration; like a man dying of thirst in a dessert. The amount of pressure he applied to Iris's clit, as he returned to pleasuring her again, was enough to make her burst in a matter of minutes, but it was his finger expertly entering her and massaging that part of her, she forgot existed, that tore her apart.

"Barry, yes." She moaned loudly, this time for his ears only. Iris felt the flow of her juices rush out of her in waves and she was only a bit ashamed to admit that she had never orgasmed this hard in all the time she was with Eddie. It was not her fault though. Eddie had never been as passionate about her body the way Barry was being. It was almost as if Barry was worshipping her, treating her body like a delicate item but giving it the admiration she deserved. It made Iris feel sexy and confident and...desired, and it was enough to distract her from her surroundings.

Barry crawled up her body, his prominent erection still encased in his brief shorts. He placed his body next to Iris's, on his side, and brought his hand down to her nether regions, collecting the juices that soaked her pussy and the sheets. Barry brought his hand to his mouth and sucked his fingers dry, not leaving one drop, as he stared back at Iris. There was no mistaken the hungry look in his face and the thought of how turned on Barry was caused a new surge of arousal to join the wetness collected at her folds.

Iris reached down to Barry's bulge, feeling how hard he was for her. "Barry." she moaned.

At the sound of his name, Barry's member twitched. She began stroking him over the fabric of clothing covering his cock, drawing out moans from the man next to her. One swipe of her finger against the tip caused Barry to jerk and his eyes to shut tightly. His mouth suddenly latched on to Iris, causing her to moan loudly. They hadn't kiss since they started, both not being sure if the other would feel comfortable with it. The men behind the cameras did not complain when they didn't.

Iris grabbed Barry's hair, rather forcefully, and brought his head closer while thrusting her tongue in his mouth. A groan escaped Barry at the action and at the loss of her hand against his erection.

"Suck him off."

The pair stopped and looked at the camera before looking to each other. Iris noticed the worried expression on Barry's face and she reassured him it was ok.

The nerves came back when she remembered there was an audience, who were most likely taking pleasure at the sight of the pair, but Iris brushed off the feeling as she pushed Barry back and slithered down his body.

"The other way."

Iris turned her head around and gave a look to the camera. "Seriously?" She responded, annoyed, but did as she was commanded. Iris turned around and straddled Barry so that she was facing his cock and the camera while her ass was facing Barry's face. She began pushing down the article of clothing covering him while alternating between placing kisses and sucking the skin as she made her way to his erection.

"Fuck." She heard from behind her and felt his hands reaching down to her ass cheeks, giving it a squeeze. When his shaft was uncovered, Iris wasted no time placing it in her mouth and closing her eyes shut, trying to forget there was a camera directed at them. Feeling Barry's cock slide down her mouth and almost hit the back of her throat brought a new wave of arousal to her. There was something so erotic to Iris about this position, one she never thought to try with Eddie, and the groans and labored breathing coming from Barry was enough to get her more wet. Barry continued his massaging on her ass cheeks which made Iris take in more of him as she continued to slide him in and out of her mouth. She used her hand to hold the base of his shaft while using the other to massage his balls, that were already tightening.

"Mmmm."

The vibration of Iris's mouth around Barry's cock was becoming too much for him and he was a couple of pumps away from coming in Iris's mouth. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum."

"Stop." The voice behind the monitor spoke and it took Iris of couple of seconds to realize what the man said. She gave one final swipe of her tongue over the tip, making Barry shiver.

"Get on top."

The voice's commands were not very specific but the two knew what they had to do and caught on very quickly. Iris scooted over until her mount was inches from Barry's erection. Taking a hold of it, she slowly sank onto his dick, stopping one or twice to adjust before lowering herself further. Once she settled completely, Iris waited a few minutes to adjust and she enjoyed the feeling of him filling her so fully. She felt his hands reach for her hips and give it a squeeze, urging her to move which she did.

"Iris." Barry called out and the excitement of hearing him call her name so sensually caused her to increase her pace. Iris opened her eyes slightly and saw that Barry's briefs were still hanging around his knees. She decided to push the clothing down his long legs which caused him to slip out of her hot center. "No." He complained and got up to a sitting position, bringing her body back to where he needed her to be. His actions caused Iris to chuckle softly and she reached behind her to grab his hair and bring his lips down to hers. Her neck strained from the action but Barry held her head as he moved his tongue against hers. Letting go, Barry took his cock and thrusted up swiftly and harshly into Iris causing her to yelp. The slight pain she felt at the movement was quickly replaced by pleasure as Barry grinded himself beneath her, his arm reaching around to grab a hold of her waist.

Iris joined him in his movements, using her knees which were still planted on the mattress on either side of Barry's frame to help her bounce harder on his lap. The pressure Iris felt from the impending orgasm was building but Iris wanted more...wanted, to be fucked. Iris fell forward, placing each hand on the mattress on each side of Barry's legs and turned her head to look at Barry, who was staring back in confusion. He was breathing heavy and his hand was on his cock, stroking softly to give him some relief. The area between her legs was wet and exposed and waiting. After a few adjustments of their bodies, Barry grabbed a hold of Iris hips, lining himself perfectly with her entrance.

"Let's give them what they want. You know, so they can let us go." Iris whispered, so only he could hear. Barry scowled while looking at the camera and then without warning, thrusted deep into the woman below him. Both moaned loudly at the sensation and Barry preceded to grind his hips, closing his eyes and throwing his head back at the feeling of Iris's tight walls enveloping him as he continued to pound into her. There was no much sweat, causing Barry to lose grasp of Iris's hips a few times. He remembered that he didn't give her breasts any attention since they started...this thing.

Reaching around, Barry found a breast and began massaging it, occasionally rolling her nipple between his fingers as he continued to fuck her. Iris wailed, the feeling of her breast being stimulated caused her walls to clamp down tightly on the member that was sliding in and out of her at a rapid past.

"You feel so, ugh, good." Barry managed to cry out as he pushed his hips harder against Iris's. The increase of speed had his balls repeatedly collide with Iris's clit, and the sensation of her being filled while her bundle of nerves and breasts were being equally stimulated brought her over the edge. With a shiver, Iris came and her walls clamped repeatedly on Barry's cock as she felt her body drain of energy. Spent from their activity, Iris collapsed on the bed, which caused Barry's cock to slip out from her. She turned lazily to the aroused man behind her and noticed his cock was still at full attention, the tip reddened. Before she had a moment to respond or react, Barry flipped her over until she was on her back and her legs spread out. Barry wasted no time and laid his full body on top of Iris and pushed his cock back into her. Iris felt a bit sore but the feeling of having him back inside her outweighed any discomfort she felt in that moment. Occasionally, Barry would look to her with concern in his eyes and Iris would reassure him with a gentle kiss. As tempting as it was for him to take her and fuck her with every fiber of his being, he also cared for the woman and Iris sensed it.

It only took a few pumps before Barry reached his own ecstasy, and Iris's legs clamped Barry's hips between them at the feeling of his seed coating her inside. Spent and exhausted, Barry rolled over next to Iris and draped his arm over his closed eyes, letting his breathing slowly ease on its own.

Neither one spoke as Barry suddenly leaned over to pick up the water bottled sitting on the floor next to the bed; the bed Iris occupied when she would rest. Barry drank at least half the bottle before passing it to Iris, watching her as she chugged the remaining water.

They were only given two water bottles and a simple bread to eat before they...began. It was not enough to keep them satisfied and the hunger and thirst they felt as they started their activity only fueled them to give their best in their performance, if it guaranteed them the freedom they so desperately needed. Both had yet to see their kidnappers, as the food and water were delivered when when the pair were asleep. It seemed to Iris that their kidnappers were...prepared.

Before she could question it any further, Iris felt sleepiness hit her and so she laid back on the bed and closed her eyes, not caring about shielding her exposed body from Barry or the men behind the camera.

No one had spoken since the pair finished and it seemed their captors were satisfied with their performance.

Tossing the empty bottle that he took from Iris aside, Barry laid down next to her and preceded to cover them both with the blanket he found bunched up on the corner of the bed. As small and uncomfortable as the bed was, especially for two people, Barry felt satisfied having Iris drape herself across his body as both succumbed to sleep.