The Disappearance of Ella Bloom · Part 6

The Disappearance of Ella Bloom · Part 6 (6/6)
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She’s nervously scared and says nothing. She’s never really been punished other than when she got too close to the edge of the yard or when she entered his office, or did her chores poorly when she just started. She has no idea what Mike will do to her but hopes he ‘loves’ her too much to actually harm her.

She keeps thinking about Tom the accountant. He nodded at her silent plea for help. Surely he will come for her.

Mike ignores her for the rest of the day and not being really hungry he just eats an extra large bowl of cereal for dinner. Ella gets nothing. He's still angry that evening and decides to leave her outside for the night as well. ‘That’ll teach her to think twice before saying dumb shit.’ He thinks vengeful.

While brushing his teeth he gets a hard-on thinking about his power over poor Ella and decides he should be tougher on her from now on and strike some renewed fear into her. Maybe lock her in the basement instead of only threatening her with it whenever she does something wrong.

He decides to read up on some good rules and punishments before going to sleep. The new regime can start tomorrow. But first, she should give him a blowjob.

Stepping outside he shivers as the cold hits his naked torso. Giving her another kick, which lands on her shoulder, he wakes Ella and has her kneel in front of him. He then sticks his dick in her mouth and demands his pleasures. She does her best and gags on his penis trying to please him. But it's no use.

"You suck cock like a stupid whore today." Mike demeans her. "You can stay outside until you beg to be locked in the basement."

Ella dies inside when hearing that. All the goodwill she earned seems to be gone in an instant. And for what? For not knowing how to talk to someone?

“I’m sorry, so very sorry. I’ll be better. Please let me sleep inside. Anywhere… It’s so cold here…” she pleads for mercy.

He sees her scared face and grins at her. “You’re a pathetic dumb cunt, you know that? Stupid cunts like you don’t even deserve the warmth of my basement.”

Ella looks down, not knowing what to respond to his mean words. He’s so different from usual, she doesn’t know what to do or think.

“Fine, I’ll just freeze to death then…” She whispers, sounding defeated. Suddenly she’s ready to give up, she’s had enough of her life. Just like when she first got out of the basement and she weakly threatened to kill herself, but if Mike turns into an angry madman she really sees no way forward.

“It’s summer, stupid! You won’t freeze, but let this be a lesson. The first of many…” he threatens her, followed by, “Look up!”

When she does he quickly jerks himself off, grunts and his load spurts over her face and laughs at her flinching.

He then heads inside and the patio door locks and all lights go out.

Ella sits stunned for a moment and ends up quietly crying herself back to sleep, hungry and shivering in the cold.

‘Fuck my life… I’ll end it.’ Ella promises herself that when she can enter the kitchen again she'll cut her wrists or something, or eat all the painkillers in the house and overdose.

At the crack of dawn Ella opens her eyes. A noise had awoken her. She’s all sore and stiff and doesn’t want to move. But there is a noise behind her again.

She has covered herself in the torn up dress and gathered the seat padding and slept a little but she feels terrible.

Again a rustling sound behind her and just as she moves to look, someone steps over her, thinking she’s just a pile of sheets or something.

“Oh… Hey…” A policeman quietly says, surprised to see there’s a woman under it.

“Hey…” Ella flatly responds briefly looking up, but seeing it’s not Mike she curls up hiding under the dress.

The policeman kneels next to her and puts a finger to his lips indicating for her to be quiet and gestures around the corner to someone and points at Ella. Several more policemen walk past as they surround the house.

This time they made sure they have the right place. Inspectors had worked all night gathering as much information as they could and now they have shown up in full force.

With a snapping sound the chain is cut from her ankle with a pair of huge bolt cutters.

“Quiet now. We’re here to get you out. Follow me.” The policeman hushes.

“I’m naked,” she whispers back feeling very self conscious in front of so many strangers.

A uniform jacket appears a moment later and Ella covers herself.

“How many are inside? Just Mike? Any weapons in the house?”

Ella nods sullen. "Yeah just Mike, he left me here…" She answers, not really realizing what’s happening.

“We have the woman. He's inside. Execute, execute, execute!” Ella’s rescuer quietly says in his radio.

All hell breaks loose as the police at the front kick in the door and raid the home while Ella is whisked away to a nearby ambulance.

Parked just out of sight there are 3 police cars, the one at the front is an armed response vehicle. Behind it are 2 police vans and an ambulance. All lined up on the forest path that leads to the house.

The ambulance crew and 2 female cops receive her and they do a quick check for her health. The uniform jacket is switched for a warm blanket and after being declared healthy the medic tells her to keep warm. She pulls it tightly around herself and sits in the ambulance feeling numb.

It’s like her head is full of fog.

“What's happening?” Ella asks several times at the people around her. “What’s going on? Where is Mike? I need to make breakfast. I have to prepare his clothes.” And more of such things.

“Don’t worry about that. You’re free now.” One of the female officers comforts her. “Tell me, what’s your name?”

“Girl.” Ella says.

“Your birth name. Not whatever he called you.” The officer insists.

“Ehh. Girl, eh, Ella.”

“Ella Bloom? From Bristol?”

She nods vaguely. “I think so. Am I really free? Where is Mike?”

“That’s good… And yes you’re free. Almost.”

“Huh? Almost?” Ella is confused.

“You’re here against your will?” The female officer continues her questioning.

“Ehh, I signed his contract.” Ella hesitates.

“A contract? Did he make you sign that?” She asks.

“Yes, after the basement. I had no choice.” Ella says.

“What happened in the basement? Did he hurt you?”

"He kept me tied up in it for weeks until I decided to sign." Ella sadly recalls.

"And after? Did he hurt you any more?" The cop wants to know.

“Sometimes… I think. No, not really. Oh, Yes! Sir hits me when I try to leave. Last night he kicked me and called me names, I don’t know why.” Ella reels at the hazy memory and stumbles over her words.

The police woman frowns.

“You poor thing.” The cop says. “But don’t worry about that now.”

“How did you find me?” Ella asks with a small voice.

“Yesterday you were in Penzance right? The town?”

When Ella nods, the cop continues, “We received several reports from people who thought you needed help. But it wasn’t until we found your fingerprints and talked to Mr. Henning that we discovered that your name is Ella and where we might find you."

Ella says nothing and a tear runs down her cheek.

"Ella. We’ve been looking for you for over 4 years!” When Ella doesn’t respond she adds, “Do you hear what I'm saying?”

“Who is Mister Henning?” Ella finally asks. She looks confused.

“The accountant you and Mike visited yesterday. You two were in his office for 2 hours.” The other female cop explains.

“Oh, he said I was lucky and asked for my name…” Ella remembers.

“And it’s good that he did… He saw you in the newspaper after you disappeared and recognized you.” The first female cop smiles at her.

“So. You’re free now. Mike no longer controls you. Do you understand what I’m saying? How does that make you feel?” The female officer wants to know.

“Oh… OK. Yeah. That’s good.” Ella smiles, she finally starts to catch on to what's happening and that her nightmare is over.

The medic does a few more tests on Ella, checking her responses by waving a finger in front of her face. Asking a few basic questions about her diet and if she wants anything.

“I just want to go home.” Ella sighs. “My real home…”

They all smile reassuringly at Ella.

“Soon dear. Real soon.” The police woman fidgets with her collar but can’t figure out how it works. She then writes everything down while asking dozens more questions. And finally she takes Ella’s picture.

Ella looks distraught and lost in it.

Just as they’re about done, there are rustling footsteps and Ella watches as Mike is put in the 2nd police van. They look at each other for a moment, but neither says anything. He looks even more upset than yesterday though.

Ella looks after him with worry. Her programming demands that she worries for him but the real Ella couldn’t care less.

“Fuck you! Fucking asshole,” she mutters after him.

“What’s that Ella?” The cop asks. She’d been writing her initial report, taking the details from the ambulance test results.

“I said fuck you.” Ella declares. “To him.”

The 2nd cop sniggers hearing that.

Seeing Mike being shoved in a police van and driven away, Ella can’t keep her cool anymore. Reality finally kicks in and she bursts into tears. The second cop who hasn’t said much until now hugs Ella firmly while whispering reassuring things in her ear. Promising she’ll be home soon.

Everyone except a team of crime scene investigators vacate the property and Ella is taken to hospital.

While Ella is set up in a private room one of the nurses spots her collar and blurts out that she knows how to remove it if she wants.

Her symbol of captivity has to go and Ella really really wants to get rid of it.

The nurse, Sarah, goes looking for a paperclip and when she returns her manager asks, “And what would you know about that?”

Sarah’s head turns a red shade but she refuses to explain her knowledge and everyone looks weird at her.

“It’s just a pinlock… Duh,” she says as if that’s so obvious while she bends the paperclip straight. A prick with the paperclip and some wiggling later and the collar comes off.

Sarah winks at Ella and whispers so nobody can hear, “It’s not just for kidnap victims. I have one just like it for fun…”

Ella doesn’t know how to respond to that.

Then the police remove everyone from the room and Ella is left alone to rest. 2 officers are posted outside, preventing anyone non-essential from entering.

That afternoon her parents arrive. The police had driven them out from Bristol to Penzance under special escort. A 300 kilometers long wild ride with two police cars which often used their sirens to speed things along.

Her parents are both a bit out of it but are very eager to meet their daughter again.

Ella is flipping through TV channels unable to pick one when they burst into the room.

Ella’s mother, Elise, made her peace with losing her daughter and assumed that Ella had been murdered or something. Her father, Frank, never gave up hope but now that it’s real and his daughter is actually coming home, he doesn’t know what to say to her. The three of them hug for many minutes and cry happy tears. Neither can find the right words.

It’s an emotional and awkward event.

Ella only vaguely remembers their names or what they look like but she’s super happy to meet them. They spend the whole afternoon in the hospital catching up and getting reacquainted, while doctors run a few more tests and the police keep showing up with more questions and things for her to confirm or explain. And finally they deliver her passport back, which Mike had kept in his office.

Presumably for their intended wedding day.

The next day Ella is declared fit enough to go home if she wants. Mike had kept her healthy and other than screwing with her head she’s perfectly fine.

Elise had packed some clothes for her daughter for the trip home. And she helps Ella get dressed.

Ella doesn’t know what she wants. She didn’t make any impactful decision in almost 5 years and has no idea what to do. Her dad takes charge, and they all head home that afternoon. Refusing another police escort.

Instead they take the train and make it a bit of a family adventure. They have pretty much the whole wagon for themselves most of the way so they can talk and cry all they want.

At the Bristol train station an unmarked police car awaits them, the police officers in it insist on making sure they get home safely and play taxi for them.

13 – Another new life Mike meanwhile has proven to be an untrustworthy bastard towards his cohorts. He implicates everyone he can think of and screws everyone over in an attempt for a reduced sentence. Over the next few days the Police raid several addresses to arrest John, Quinn, Roger and the nurses from the clinic and Joe gets picked up for questioning as well.

Based on logs and camera images from VelvetCat the Police also arrest Ella’s creepy neighbor and the first man who had sex with her and even Zoey is questioned about John and what happened that day.

Turns out that everyone except John and Roger were unwitting participants, and they're free to go after a few days of questioning.

Unfortunately for the police, Ella doesn’t remember much from what happened before her kidnap and can’t really confirm anything of what Mike claims that has happened other than that it was a confusing and terrible day with lots of scary and unwanted sex.

With the 3 men in custody things become much more clear. When all is said and done the Police screw Mike right back and aim for a life sentence without parole. Roger gets a similar sentence, but may appeal for parole after 10 years. John is put on a work blacklist and gets a massive fine for falsifying documents and basically just for being a dumbass. He'll never be hired for any serious job while on this list.

John takes his loss and leaves for Thailand soon after. No blacklists there.

Ella is mostly unaware of how busy the justice system is because of her. She stays in her old room at her parents house and doesn’t know what to do with herself. Without Mike’s routine, or a leader figure in her life, she’s very much without purpose and feels very lonely in her freedom. Lucky for her, her father is so happy to have his daughter back he took all of his vacation days and called in every favor he could to spend as much time with her as possible.

He proves to be an excellent friend and guide.

Her mother a bit less so. She clearly has trouble fitting her lost daughter back into her life. She’s not really there for Ella emotionally but the two cook together and Ella helps with things like the laundry and grocery shopping.

Some of her friends had shown up, but really it was an awkward waste of time. She tried to rekindle her friendships, but all they really wanted to talk about was hearing what shitty things she had to do for Mike. One even suggested she write a book about it.

She has no interest in such nonsense for now. She wants a real friend. Not sensation-seeking idiots.

A week after getting home Ella already can’t stand the complexities of life. There are too many people to talk to. Too many decisions to make. Every time she’s out and about she finds all the noise and movement around her tiring.

She misses the quiet of Mike’s home and the simple life he gave her. Her simple household duties and the pleasures he demanded in return.

Yes, she begrudgingly admits to herself, she misses having sex, a lot.

When Ella had disappeared her parents had eventually cleared out her house but kept most of her personal stuff. It takes up a good chunk of the attic and among these items is her computer. Frank had it fixed up so Ella can use it again.

Her parents, and especially her father, are a big help. Her dad is a practical and smart man and soon figures out that if talking is too difficult she should write it in an email or via a messenger app. He had soon figured out that the assigned psychologist wasn't working out for them, so he came up with this system instead.

It's a smart idea, and she has been writing many messages to her parents through messenger. Questions about life, the world. Why she was taken. If she’ll ever be normal. Why nobody came to rescue her. Why she’s not smarter. If she can ever find love now that she’s all screwed up. And dozens more thoughts and worries.

Her parents don’t quite have an answer for a lot of it. Frank discusses a lot of it with the psychologist to provide answers. And they’re always supportive.

Ella also took a liking to being online like never before and when she's not looking out of her window or reading books, she’s on YouTube and Reddit. She browses the sites all day and soon also discovers Pornhub. While trying to find an out for her horny loneliness she watches porn and masturbates deep into many a night.

The Bloom family has become quite famous. Every news outlet in the country wants an interview. Her psychologist and the police advise against it, but not thinking things through she has done a few anyway. Ella quickly gets frustrated at answering the same stupid questions.

But nothing could prepare her for being on TV doing an interview on one of those evening talk shows. All the commotion about her misery and things she can and can’t talk about.

Her host Jonathan asked some OK questions and genuinely seemed to care about her. He took Ella very seriously and tried to lighten the mood with smart conversation about other things as well. She met a few other celebrities which was OK. But really she regretted agreeing to the whole thing.

While on the show she had complained about too many things according to the studio. And she wasn’t upbeat and energetic enough and more of such things.

Most notably Ella had said that she wants a simpler life, without people bothering her all day. A thing Jonathan could understand and used for some smart follow up conversation. But the studio producer almost reprimanded her for it as such comments don’t align with the message the studio wants to carry.

She has had enough of the public after going through that. If she can't tell her story her way, she won't tell it at all.

“Hey Ella?” Her dad knocks on her door. But there is no answer. After another knock he tries the door but it’s locked.

Ella is busy with herself. She’s horny as hell and lies face down in bed, just as Mike often wanted from her. She’s humping her pillow while moaning into the mattress. Her humping doesn’t really do it for her so she switches to fingering herself.

She vigorously fingers herself while painfully squeezing her right breast with her other hand. “Ohmmm” She stifles her moaning. Moments later she spasms and orgasms violently, kicking at her bedsheets and dropping flat on her stomach.

“Fucking hell… This sucks!” She curses when she catches her breath.

It’s been several months since she had real sex and her many masturbation sessions are simply not working for her. She wants, no, needs a man or a dildo inside her. As soon as possible.

After cleaning herself up she goes on Amazon to find a solution to her sexual frustrations.

After a minute of staring at dozens of fake penises she can’t choose and just picks a random dildo that looks realistic and is skin colored with a pair of big lumpy balls at the base. Seeing it’s called ‘Big Mike XL’ She immediately hates it and replaces it with a colorful fantasy dildo. It claims to accurately replicate a dragon’s member.

Staring at the monstrosity she again changes her mind and looks for something more sensible. Finally settling on a black dildo. It’s not at all realistic looking but it’s not named after Mike or in any way resembles Mike. It also doesn’t have weird bits or lumps.

She places her order and tries to sleep.

2 days later her mother receives the package. Not paying too much attention to the label on it she opens the box and looks startled at the massive dick in a plastic wrapper.

“Frank! Frank!” She calls her husband over.

“Yes dear. What is it?” He rushes into the kitchen.

“What did she order now? What is this?” Her mom angrily demands to know.

“Whoa, ehh, Well… At least it’s not more clothes…” he smirks. “I’ll handle it. I’ll talk to her.”

He won’t. Not really anyway. Ella can do whatever she wants as far as he is concerned.

In their shed he tapes the box shut and delivers it to Ella. “Package for you…” he announces.

“Thanks dad!” Ella grabs the box.

“Use it wisely. All these things you buy… There’s nothing wrong with being a minimalist,” he winks at her, and closes the door.

Ella frowns for a moment, but then rips open the box and unpacks her new plaything.

“Whoa. Too big…” She gasps, feeling the weight of the large dildo. She didn’t pay attention to the size at all when ordering it. The thing is about 5 centimeters in diameter near the tip. Then slims down a little halfway down and gets thicker again towards the bottom. It’s almost 25 centimeters long. Even though it’s not a fantasy dildo, it resembles something with scales. Vaguely hinting at snakeskin. A large suction cup is at the bottom end.

It stinks of cheap rubber or whatever it’s made of, but she doesn’t care. Moments later she’s naked and squatting down trying to fit the dildo.

With the tip inside, she wiggles around enjoying the stretched sensation. “Mmmm… biiiiig,” she gasps.

Leaning back standing on her hands and feet she lets her weight push her down over the dildo. She’s so wet it slips in with relative ease. And after a slow descent she sits on the floor with the dildo fully inserted.

It hurts a little deep inside her where it presses against her cervix or something, but otherwise it’s a satisfying full feeling.

Her father wants to go for a walk and knocks on the door to invite her. Ella quickly grasps for her shirt and is is just about to put it on when he peeks inside

Ella is barely covered up and looks flustered at him.

“Dad! Go away!” Ella yells. “Wait for me to answer!”

“Oh, shit. Sorry…” She hears him apologize. He pulls the door closed. “Let me know when you’re available, ok?”

“Yes! Not now! Leave me alone!” Ella shouts.

‘Creep!’ she thinks. And reaches under her butt so she can hold the dildo in place while she scoots to the door to lock it.

The dildo moves inside of her and she lets out an involuntary moan and leans against the door for a moment.

A minute later she’s on her bed, face down again so she can scream into her pillow and fantasizes Mike takes her from behind. She pumps the dildo in and out of her at high speed. And in no time she bucks her hips and orgasms with a long loud moan. “Fuck fuck fucking fuuuuuck!”

‘Ohmygod omigod ohgod, that’s good!’ Her mind goes in overdrive. She wants more. Much more.

Ella stays in her room the rest of the day and fucks herself silly multiple times.

At first she had fantasized that Mike had re-captured her, demanding new sex positions. But as the afternoon progresses her thoughts get more carnal and she forgets all about stupid Mike.

For round 2 she rides the dildo bouncing on the floor until she orgasms hard. Shuddering and quietly moaning she lies on her back catching her breath.

Ella loves riding dick.

Breathing heavily she stares out of the window. 20 minutes later she’s ready for round 3 and fucks herself doggystyle with the thing stuck to her bed frame. She soon orgasms again and drops to the floor, resting her head on the carpet with her dripping vagina up in the air.

After a couple of minutes she pushes against the dildo but the angle is wrong and it falls to the floor. She lets herself drop sideways to the floor as well and breathing heavily.

Almost an hour later she wakes with a shock and has the urge to ride the dildo again, but this time while sitting backwards on her chair. She desperately holds on to the back of the chair as she bounces away, arching her back and looking up straight at the ceiling until she groans and cums so hard she almost falls off backwards.

Her mom was just on her way to get Ella for dinner but she’s scared away from even knocking on her door when she hears the loud throaty moan her daughter makes when another great orgasm turns her mind to mush.

Her parents listen in the hallway for a few seconds and decide to leave her alone and feel awkward knowing full well what their daughter is doing while trying hard to ignore the occasional noises coming from upstairs during the evening.

Ella goes at it until she can barely move anymore from sheer exhaustion. Around midnight she ends up in bed wearing panties to try and hold the dildo inside her.

She’s intent on sleeping like that. Gently pushing on the dildo she thinks it’s the best thing she bought in forever, and she hasn’t felt this alive in years. During the night the dildo slips out and Ella sleeps blissfully through the morning and finally wakes up around lunchtime.

Staring into her room for a moment she realizes the mess she made the night before. Her wetness had dripped on the floor wherever she has done the deed. Her chair has a big wet circle on it, the carpet on the floor is stained and the air is stuffy and reeks of cheap silicone and sex.

“URGH!” Ella groans as she stretches without a care in the world, she’s super relaxed and nothing matters to her at the moment.

After a while she opens her window and sits naked cross legged on her bed looking outside. The fresh air coming in is nice. Ella wonders if any man would make love to her like she did herself last night.

She sure hopes so.

She is filled with purpose for the first time since coming home, and Ella decides that she’s going to find someone to fall in love with.

That afternoon a big box of mail from the TV studio is delivered. It contains many letters and emails that had shown up from people who watched her talk show episode. Ella and her mother spend the next week going through it all.

Most letters are kind encouragements to wish her well, some are utter nonsense, sexist or creepy.

But one letter from a man named Colin Spencer stands out to her.

Ella reads his kind words over and over and can’t stop thinking about him. Colin is super interesting the way he describes himself.

Her parents are not at all optimistic about this development and think it’s just a clever trick to lure Ella into something bad again.

She doesn’t listen to their concerns. She craves someone who ‘gets’ her. Someone to give her purpose and be her friend, to lean into on lonely evenings. Someone other than her parents, that is.

She believes he might be something special and Ella insists on contacting Colin and see what he’s about.

Maybe one day she’ll find out.

~ End ~

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