NOTE: This chapter starts a little earlier than when Lori gets home. (roughly around 10-10:30 AM) There's also been changes in accordance to DukeyDukeyDoo's suggestions. Now, with all that cleared up, on with the story.
Over at Carol's house, specifically the basement area, a small red light was illuminating on one of the strands in Lincoln's hair, who's still deeply incapacitated from last night. There also seemed to be rapid beeping emanating from the same source, which was raucous enough to wake Lincoln's incarcerator from her slumber.
"Ugh... Where the hell's that sound coming from?" she groans, then sees the red light. Tossing the blanket aside, unveiling her bare voluptuous build, Carol advances to her hostage's quarters to take a closer look. "A GPS chip in his hair, huh? Well, Louds, none of you will find Linky that easily~"
Carol picks the one white hair with the implanted tracking device off from Lincoln's head, then slips her purple bra and panties on. Then, she exits the basement, closing the door behind her, and goes up to her bedroom, the blinking hair in hand.
After some scavenging through her closet, Carol puts on a purple robe, tying the two straps around tight enough against her body, to conceal her undergarments, in addition to a pair of color-complementing slippers. After grabbing a pack of birdseed from one of the various cabinets in her kitchen, Carol steps out onto the center of her front lawn, setting Lincoln's piece of hair down on the grass and pouring a bunch of birdseed on top of it.
Just like clockwork, numerous birds in the air make a beeline downwards, gobbling up the majority of the birdseed, and just as quickly fluttering off into the distance. Lastly, a stray pigeon crookedly flies towards the remains of birdseed and gobbles it up, unwittingly along with the one piece of hair.
Sanctioned with herself, Carol sighs, "Looks like my work here is done," as she walks back into the house and closes the door behind her. "Hmm... Maybe I'll fix Linky something for breakfast. He must be starving by now..." she notifies to herself.
With that in mind, Carol heads into the kitchen and makes a bowl of Lucky-O's while joyfully humming. She also prepares herself a coffee mug, while she's at it, taking the two items down the staircase and back into the basement. She then locks the door back, and sashays over to Lincoln's cage, kneeling down in front of him.
Delicately pinching his right cheek through the bars, Carol, with devious, half-lidded eyes, warmly says, "Rise and shine, Linky!" Subsequently, Lincoln's eyes gradually open, with a small groan. "What happened last night?" he questions, only to face his answer right in front of him.
Lincoln suddenly turns pale internally, now fully recalling how Carol explicitly violated him during nightfall. He then timidly starts to inquire, "I-I just want to know something right now, Carol." "What do you mean, Linky?" Carol responds. "Why'd you come to my house, kidnap me, strip me naked, and lock me in a cage, all in the middle of last night?!" Lincoln angrily questions. "Come to think of it, where even are we right now?" he follows up as that also occurs to him.
"Hmm... Let's see here... First of all, one, your super pretentious BITCH of an older sister got far more likes on her most recent picture on SwiftyPic than mine, and she was pissing me off to no end. So, I decided I could take away something near and dear to Lori, the most unique thing in her insipid life that she can never replace, to make her cry her stupid tramp eyes out," Carol started, in a condescending matter of speech.
"Then, after some background research on the Louds, I observed that she has 9 other sisters. So, if I took one, she'd still have 8 more. And if I took her Latino boyfriend, Bobby, she might find someone else. And those totes important details helped me to narrow it down to the literal best candidate for my little plan. In other words... you, Linky," Carol states, poking her index finger into his little chest a little.
"Lori's little and only brother out of almost a dozen siblings," she fully explains to the little Loud. "Also, I've been feeling the hormone bug not too long ago, and was never satisfied pleasuring myself solo. I know I needed something else. Actually, let me rephrase that, someone else, to get me off. So, I decided to kill two birds with one stone."
"Also, last night was totes a rush for me, Linky. I never knew how literally amazing cum tasted and how it felt to orgasm until I came across you... Plus, you are so cute, so adorable, and so ripe for the picking... So, I literally just had to take you home with me~" she says, blushing with small heart-shaped pupils.
Now fully aware of Carol's motives, Lincoln pridefully declares, "I swear to everything I hold dear, you're not gonna get away with any of this, Pingrey!"Carol, with a sinister cackle, replies, " "Oh, it's literally adorable of you to think you'll stop me, Linky. Anyway, I made you some breakfast," pushing the bowl of cereal she set on the floor closer into his vision.
As she was about to open the cage, Lincoln began to formulate, "'This is my one chance to get outta here!", he thought. He attempts to sprint towards the door, but his actions become 100% futile, when Carol tightly grips his wrist and pins him down to the floor. "Try to run away from me again and see what happens, twerp!" threatened a stern Carol.
"You can't keep me here forever! My family's gonna find and save me from you, you cold-hearted witch!" Enraged by that off-hand comment, Carol snarled, "That's it! Now you're really gonna get it, Lincoln!, grabbing his hand, as she lead him to the bed. "No, wait! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lincoln pleaded, "It's too late for sorry now, twerp!" she yelled back There, she sat down near the end and held Lincoln face-down on her lap.
With that, she repeatedly spanked Lincoln's behind as hard as she could with her left hand, making him yelp in excruciating pain and have tears pour down his face. Each smack violently shook his buttocks, darkening its shade of red each time. Finally relenting, Carol decides to pat Lincoln's butt to feel how much his cheeks sting, then rubs around them and pinches them.
Now, Lincoln has deteriorated into a sniveling, tear-faced mess, with an inflamed backside as red as a tomato. "Hope you learned your lesson, Lincoln... Because if you try to defy me again, it's only gonna get worse..." Carol warned Lincoln.
Aware that he might try to escape sometime down the line, Carol grabs a roll of brown duct tape and an orange cloth from the nightstand. While Lincoln is still bawling over how much his rear end aches, she wraps the adhesive around his wrists and ankles, binding his hands and feet together. In order to halt his crying, she starts leaning in to deeply and passionately smooch her recent detainee.
Repulsed by the unexpected kiss, Lincoln instinctively attempts to pull back, only to observe Carol has a firm grip on his hands and her other hand pulling him in by the back of his head. Releasing his lips from hers, Carol moves her right hand onto Lincoln's shoulder, horizontally rubbing it.
Carol then sashays over to the roundtable, carrying a restrained Lincoln in one arm, and his breakfast in her other hand, setting the latter onto it. Pulling a chair out, she sits down, gently setting her little boy down on her lap.
"Better eat up, sweetie. You have a very big day ahead of you," she informed him. "What are you talking about?" a confused Lincoln replies. "I'm considering bringing some of my friends over today, and you're gonna fulfill a very large role in this get-together~"
Carol proceeds to reach for the spoon in the bowl and bring it towards Lincoln's mouth. "Now, open wide, Linky." As his stomach starts to rumble from its lack of sustenance, Lincoln reluctantly obeys his incarcerator. At the very least, she's starting to show some affection towards him, although it isn't the type he's at all comfortable with. Anyway, it was legions better than when she got angry.
When the bowl runs out of its contents, Carol says,"Would you look at that, you're all done with your bowl, Linky. Now, while you're still here with me, let's wake your little friend up, shall we?" Giving an amorous smirk, she strokes Lincoln's moist libido and suckles on his left earlobe. Next, she goes to wrap her right arm around his shoulders and pull him against her supple bosom, her erect nipples scraping against it.
Appropriately, Lincoln starts to get aroused and softly moans, causing his dick to rise up and grow in length. "Carol, p-please... No..." Lincoln whines in enticing heat. In direct rebellion of his plead, Carol moves her right hand to his left nipple, squeezing and twisting hard enough to leave a desirable impact, but not hard enough to incite any actual pain.
After a while of hardening Lincoln's schlong, Carol abruptly stops in her tracks and turns Lincoln to face her again. "You wanna know what I'm gonna do next, Lincy?" she asks him. "Now, I'm literally gonna take your virginity. And I'll lose mine too, in the process. So, Let's give each other our soon-to-be former purity," she states, uncomfortably close to his face with a most unsettling grin and look. Carol casts Lincoln onto the center of the bed, who lands perfectly in place. She then swiftly strips out of her current attire to enter sexually primal mode once more.
She begins getting right into it by pouncing onto the bed in front of Lincoln's lap, before the poor boy objected and tried to evade her. Carol grabs his length, bends it forward, and proceeds to grinds her pussy against it. Next, she positions Lincoln's cock straight up, aligning it with her vaginal entrance, until it came in contact with the tip.
In mere moments, Carol lowered herself all the way down until her pussy swallowed his libido balls-deep into its caverns until it reached the womb, causing her to loudly wail in ecstasy and go ahegao.
This also causes Lincoln to curl his toes and fingers inwards, on instinct, on account of the slimy feeling his dick is feeling from Carol's insides. Now, Carol starts slamming down onto Lincoln's lap, keeping that same lustful contortion on her face all throughout her joyride, with her knuckles kneading into Lincoln's belly.
"Oh, fuck, Linky! That goddamn cock! Keep going!" she amorously exclaimed. Soon, she leaned down into Lincoln's face and locked lips with him, cupping her hands on either side of his face to keep him in place.
Once again, Lincoln's tongue was absolutely no match for Carol's, thus losing the wrestling battle. Eventually, Carol's thrusts became faster and stronger on Lincoln's groin, as she was on the brink of orgasming. "Ah, I'm so close, Linky! I want every drop of your cum! EVERY! FUCKING! DROP!"
After the second to last downward pectoral thrust, Carol seems to be pulling away from Lincoln's crotch. But, this was only to surprise the Loud boy by crashing down onto him one last time, nearly hairline-fracturing his pelvis. Lincoln involuntarily cums into Carol's sweet center, as a result, while she coats his libido in her own special juices. Carol then spirals her hips around to feel a little more of Lincoln, and releases his now limp member from her nether regions.
"That was literally the totes best sex I've ever had, Linky. And to think, it was only the first time with you. Out of many, many others with my BFF's in on the rest of the fun," Carol remarks to a heavily-panting Lincoln. Practically drained from the hardcore sex, Lincoln rhetorically asks upwards, "W-w-what did I do to deserve any of this, God?"
Rising from the bed and redressing herself, Carol cradles him in her arms, placing him back in the makeshift cell and slipping the orange cloth above his mouth. Subsequently, Lincoln's voice becomes muffled, to the point of it nearly becoming difficult to make out; as if he was wearing a parka hood too tight around his head. Locking the cage shut, Carol informs him, "Nobody's gonna save your ass anytime soon, Lincoln. Do you know why? Because I planned for every possible contingency."
Slightly pulling his gag downwards, Lincoln retorts, "You can't keep me hidden away, or locked in this cage forever, Carol! My sisters will find me, no matter how long it takes them!" But, Carol only sat beside his prison, crossing her legs and leaning against it. "Well, I guess it's gonna take a while for them to find you. They're probably on a wild goose chase, as we speak; or more accurately, a wild pigeon chase. Gonna be following it all over the state and the other 49, just to find you," she gloated.
She then held out a gold key in front of Lincoln. "And as long as this key's with me, you're not going anywhere, Linky~" With that being said, she tugs Lincoln's gag back up, and puts the key in the robe pocket by her hips, patting it.
Carol got up and went towards the room's door, turning off the lights with a different key in hand. Looking back at Lincoln, who's still struggling against his bonds, she informs him, "Don't even bother with the tape, twerp. It's the strongest and most resilient kind there is. Besides, you're gonna need every last bit of your strength when the guests arrive."
Blowing her sex partner a kiss, she tells Lincoln, "Now, Linky, I'll be back... with some good friends of mine." Devilishly chortling, Carol slams the door shut, leaving Lincoln all alone in a dimly lit room; the sun from outside shining through the barred window acting as light.
He starts crying indistinctly through the cloth, with a waterfall of tears coming from both eye sockets. There was absolutely no way for him to leave the teenage witch's jail, so the only option for him to fall back on is praying for his family to come and save him from Carol. "Mom... Lori... anybody... Please help me!"