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Stolen

By: sub



The air cools my skin as I lay on the hard stone floor unable to move as my arms are tied above my head. I have tested my bonds frequently in the time that I have lain here. Around my ankle there is a solid ring of metal it has warmed but still feels cool to my overheated skin. This is attached to a chain, which is firmly secured to a pole in the centre of the room. I can hear it rattling and clinking with each pull on the chain. 

I can't see past the thick blindfold that has been placed over my eyes and my mind whirls with the knowledge that he will be back soon to finish what he had started. I am trembling with excitement and a little fear as I stare into the nothingness in front of me.

With my sight gone the rest of my senses have gone into overdrive, I can smell the fresh scent of sex in the air, almost taste a man's emissions and I swallow convulsively wishing that taste were real. I wondered where the smell has come from, was it him? Had the mysterious man from the park taken another woman in this way before bringing me here? My body starts to shiver, my pussy weeps with need, and I cannot believe what is happening to me. I have never felt like this before.

A noise behind me makes my body jerk, and I strain my ears for any other sound, just making out the footsteps as they fall softly behind me. I can't see him but I can sense him, as he looks down at me. I feel his eyes burn through me and I cant help but feel that he knows me better than I do. He releases the blindfold and tosses it into a corner then lets my eyes adjust as he lets the strip of leather caresses my belly and breasts. My eyes widen in shock and I silently curse my treacherous body as it arches towards the leather begging in the only way it can for a release from my torment. Pleading with my eyes but not daring to speak for fear of that leather he wielded so well.

'You will obey me' his voice was silky soft and yet hard as ice at the same time a tingle of excitement and fear rose in me as I nodded frantically, letting him see into my eyes hoping he could see the sincerity there. I soon found out that this was not going to work however as a line of pain exploded across my belly followed by three more as he brought the leather strip down on my exposed flesh. I sobbed and pulled at my bondage but it wouldn't give, the ropes were as tight as when he had tied them my struggles hadn't loosened them at all.

'Don't move little one, keeps your eyes down. If you please me in this the pain will stop and the pleasure will begin.' Desperately I clung to his words his voice flowing over me, settling the tumult in my belly. The boiling heat in my sex was close to exploding point as I obeyed, lowering my eyes I willed my body to stop its shaking knowing without a doubt that if I disobeyed him the punishment would be much more severe than what he had already dealt me.

His fingers slid down to the triangle of my pussy, gently kneading and pinching my outer sex lips. My chest heaved; my hips bucked towards his hand but were left grinding in thin air as he removed his hand. I dared to glance at his face through my lowered lashes and a shocked gasp caught behind the obstructing gag in my mouth. I had displeased him the anger in his eyes was glowing hotly, my belly flipped in fear. 

'You see fit to disobey me little one, that will be punished. Open your legs wide to me let me see all you have for me' I complied blushing furiously as this dominating man took his time studying my sex. 'This will be shaved' my blush travelled further a feeling of humiliation encompassing me as he pulled and pinched at my pubic hair.

Without warning his hand struck out contacting loudly with the tender flesh of my inner thigh, I squealed in shock more than pain and his hand came down again and again. The slaps were making my thighs fill with heat, my whole body tingled in reaction to his hands so cruelly meeting out my punishment. His hand stopped and as before snaked down my belly finding and fingering my hungry sex. The urge to push into his hand was unbearable but I stayed my hips through sheer will allowing his intimate caress.

He must have noticed the effort it took, he told me to look at him, smiled and said 'good girl' My insides melted at the sound of those words and I promised myself I would do my best to hear them as often as I could. You pulled me to you then kissing my heated skin as your fingers found my clit, manipulating it like no other had ever done. I held on to the boiling feeling inside trying not to let the feelings inside me explode into the perfect orgasm.

Again you noticed my torment and shifting so that your body covered mine you released your cock and in one swift movement had impaled me on your impressive girth. 

'Cum for me little one show me how much you need this' I screamed then a scream that penetrated even the gag. You held me close allowing the powerful orgasm to subside, smiling down at me, alleviating the fears I had about making too much noise in your presence.

You pounded into me. Another orgasm was soon building and you again ordered me to cum for you, I did, hard and much more powerful than the first time, I nearly passed out with the bliss you had given me. You whispered in my ear as you pumped your seed into me and I found it hard to concentrate given my present state.

'You are mine slave.' I nodded at this statement knowing it was true. 

'You will call me master.' Again I nodded, 

'You will wear my collar' he was rising as he said this. I felt a delicate chain being placed around my throat hearing the clasp snap shut I knew there was no going back and as the gag was removed from my mouth only one word escaped through my lips. 

'Master'

Stolen



The two teenage girls walked through the rapidly darkening evening towards the toilets and shower amenities for the camping grounds, Caroline and Janetta chatted and laughed as they passed along the track through the overgrown undergrowth. The eldest by one year Caroline was a very pretty strawberry blonde with full red pouting lips, she wore a bright red sundress that left her shoulders bare and clung to her thin body. Janetta was nearly as tall even though she was barely eighteen, she was slender rather than thin in her soft blue dress that showed her blue eyes and blonde hair to perfection. Both girls raced into the showers building and Caroline laughed as she claimed the one shower that closed properly.

"Looks like you got to wait until I finish." Caroline laughed. 

"I don't care, but you got to wait for me to finish before you leave." Janetta said.

"What ever." Caroline answered as she tossed her clothes over the door and turned on the water, she washed quickly, the later than usual hour would anger their parents if they happened to return to the campervan and found the girls were away from the vehicle after dark. Janetta hurriedly took her sister's place when Caroline stepped out of the cubical to dress, Caroline snatched her red dress up from the floor where it had fallen when she had retrieved her underwear and surveyed the large wet patch on the bodice. Caroline eyed the blue dress several moments before dropping the red dress onto the seat and pulling the blue dress over her head. 

"See you back at the van." Caroline yelled as she ran off with her hair wrapped in her towel. 

Janetta hurried out of the shower stall and spied the red dress, realising what had happen she reluctantly pulled the wet dress down over her body and tried to wipe away the worst of the dampness that made the dress cling to her breasts. Leaving her wet hair hang down her back she pushed the darkened strands back off her face, the night had darkened to an almost black sky with the thin sliver of the new moon barely casting any light. 

Hurriedly she started down the track and had only made it to the first bend when a dark form glided from the surrounding bushes, Janetta had no chance to scream before a strong hand covered her mouth and another arm hauled her back against a hard body. Having been repeatedly warned by her parents as well as her two older brothers of the dangers of walking by herself in dark and shadowed areas she was well aware of the possible dangers she was clearly was faced with, panic stricken she immediately began to struggle frantically. She was dragged backwards threw the bushes as she struggled wildly and she could vaguely make out a second dim form not far from her and the person who held her tightly. Terrified to find herself being dragged into the surrounding undergrowth she struggled wildly and even grabbed at branches as she tried to halt the progress of whoever held her, finally they stopped at a large powerful bike with a sidecar attached, the second figure moved close to peer into Janetta's large terrified eyes.

"Your gonna get in tha sidecar with me mate and give us no trouble or you'll be sorry. "He warned gruffly.

Realising she would be taken away from where ever they had dragged her made her realise she exactly how grave her situation was, desperately she struggled as she kicked out towards him in a last desperate effort to escape, he chuckled and jerked her legs out from beneath her and they wrestled her to the ground.

"Last chance to behave or we could perhaps have some fun." the one holding her whispered near her ear. 

The man holding her ankles ran a hand up between her thighs and Janetta screamed against the hand clamped over her mouth, both men chuckled and the hand around her waist rose to cup her breast roughly. Janetta began crying as the men managed to get both her and the one who held her into the sidecar, the other man straddled the bike and quickly kicked the motor to life. As they sped along back tracks, the tight hold on her mouth was released and she cringed as warm lips brushed her ear, he chuckled and lent closer. "Do like we say and you won't be knocked about." He said roughly. 

Janetta buried her face in her hands and sobbed brokenly, she was terrified and knew that every second meant she was being taken further away from where she had been abducted from and with every passing bend in the road meant the chances of her being found and rescued before something horrible happened to her decreased.

Two hours later she lifted her head tiredly as the bike came to a halt in front of a small cabin seemingly in the middle of no-where, the bike engine was silenced and Janetta stumbled as she was pulled roughly from the sidecar. She tried to halt her forward progress as she was dragged into the cabin but the man who held her wrist had no regard for her as he pulled her along, he let go of her wrist as the door was shut behind the second man and Janetta took several steps until she was out of reach. One of the men turned on the light and Janetta squinted in the bright glare, she shaded her eyes and watched the two men fearfully, they were looking at her faintly surprised. "Looks like we grabbed the wrong one." The heavier set man said. The other man was studying her closely. "She might be a mite young but she's tha betta lookin' " He told his companion. Janetta looked around the room hoping to see some possible way to escape, the two men studied her before they turned away and one got two beers from the fridge while the other put several pies in the microwave oven to heat. The thinner of the two picked up a pair of scissors and walked towards her, Janetta backed away fearing he intended to use the scissors on her she made a dash for the door behind her. The door opened into a room with four large beds and Janetta ran to the window only to find it bared, she turned around to face him as he approached her and tried to move out around him to get to the door she had came in by. "I don't like that dress, I can't see your legs." He said as he eyed the hem that reached nearly to her ankles, he met her eyes and grinned wolfishly. "Maybe I should just make you take it off." He murmured. "What are you going to do to me?" She asked in a shaky voice, he raised one eyebrow and trailed his eyes down over her body slowly as he moved closer. "Nothing your gonna mind one bit, fact is you'll be begging for more." he said. Janetta was nearly backed into a corner when he reached out to catch her dress. "No!" She screamed and jerked her dress out of reach as she pressed back into the corner, he smiled enjoying the spirit she showed and motioned to the spot in front of him. "Here, now." He said softly.

Janetta shock her head and tried to sneak along one wall only he took a step towards her. "Don't tell me no or you'll get hurt." He warned her. "Now come here." 

Slowly she moved to stand in front of him, he reached out and pulled a handful of skirt up to begin cutting it, he cut it so short it barely covered her nickers. Satisfied with the length of her dress he caught her by the hair and led her roughly to the main room, the other man turned to eye her with approval and grinned his appreciation.

"Sit!" She was shoved towards a chair well away from the table and the two men watched as she sat on the edge of the chair primly, the one who had dragged her from the room shook his head and jerked her roughly from the chair. "Not like that! Wait a moment I got me a ideeya." He said as he reached down and quickly slipped his hand up under the cut edge of her dress to hook his fingers in the waist of her nickers and attempt to pull them down, Janetta caught at her underwear and tried to prevent his removing it. "No!" She sobbed fearfully, she was sent sprawling by his swift backhand and looked up at him as he moved to stand over her. "I told ya not ta tell me no. Now take them off." He ordered with a hard tone to his voice, Janetta looked up imploringly but he glared down at her. "Now." He ordered in a soft deadly tone, Janetta looked down and slowly pulled her underwear off as she tried to stifle her sobs. "Get up and you sit on tha chair back tha front, close to tha back." He ordered, he watched as she got to her feet and reluctantly sat on the chair as he had instructed, she lay her arms across the back of the chair and buried her face in her arms as she cried. Footsteps approached her and she gripped the chair tightly to prevent herself from jumping up off the chair, large hands slid down over her shoulders and cupped her breasts, she flinched but remained on the chair. The hands slid down over her stomach and she was unable to prevent a cry of horror as she leapt off the chair as the hand slid between her legs, she was instantly jerked up against a hard body as the larger man caught her to him. "I weren't doin' nothin' your boyfriend aint done." He told her. "I don't do those things!" She denied as she tried to stop crying. The other man walked over and caught her chin in his hand roughly. "You saying you a virgin?" he asked with a gleam in his eyes, unable to force an answer she managed a faint knod. "I can tell if your lyin'" he warned, he jerked one of her legs up and his free hand delved between her thighs, she tensed with a terrified cry as his fingers found her passage and she felt the foreign sensation of his invasion, he removed his hand with a smile and turned back to his mug of coffee. "Sit her back down." He turned around to study the girl. "Hey Blondie, I got something you might like when we start playing games." he told her as he rubbed at the growing bulge in his jeans, the large man slid his hands down over her back to cup her bottom. "My name's Hawk, that's Jake. Your my woman now, you do as I say and we'll get on fine, you fight or give me back talk you get worse than what you got for tellin' me no, understand?" his voice was hard and warned her he would except no argument, she knodded and began to cry in large noisy sobs. "Shut up that caterwauling' or I'll back hand you." he warned, she tried to quieten down but it was impossible to stop her crying, seeing she was trying to stop her crying Hawk looked over at his friend. Jake walked over and sat on the chair behind her, Janetta jerked in surprise and tried to get off the chair but Jake held her against his chest with a strong arm and slid one hand down over her stomach and between her thighs. "Hawk's gonna put his big dick in your little pussy and fuck you, then I'm gonna have my turn, by the time we finish with you you aint gonna be no virgin." Jake said as he nuzzled her ear.

Janetta jerked away from his lips and tried to push away his hand that was between her thighs, he moved off the chair and went over to eat his pies. Janetta put both arms on the back of the chair and buried her face against her arms as she sobbed quietly. When both men had finished eating Hawk pulled Janetta to her feet and slid one hand down her back to press her hips hard against him. Jake headed into the bedroom and Hawk soon followed dragging a struggling Janetta behind him, Jake already had a packet of condoms on the bed and a tube of lubricating gel within easy reach on a cabinet beside the bed. Hawk released his hold on Janetta's wrist and she retreated to the corner of the room while he sat on the bed and quickly shed his boots, socks, leather jacket and t-shirt leaving only his low riding jeans. "Take your dress off." he ordered, Janetta shook her head in refusal as she glanced from Hawk to Jake and back again. "Do as your told and I'll make sure it don't hurt more than it has to, refuse to do as your told and we'll make sure you feel it hurt." he warned "Now take your dress off."

Again Janetta shook her head in refusal and Hawk frowned as he moved towards her, Janetta made a last moment desperate attempt to rush past him to get to the door but Hawk pinned her between the wall and his body. He caught her chin in one hand and forced her face up towards his so he could kiss her, his thumb pressed hard into the hinge of her jaw and Janetta was forced to open her mouth allowing him to plunge his tongue into her mouth aggressively as he kissed her. Jake tossed aside the last of his clothes and got into the double bed nearest them tossing the covers back. "Get her over here." Jake said and Hawk raised his head to glance over his shoulder before turning Janetta around quickly and forcing backwards against the bed until she stumbled and fell back onto the bed. Jake reached over her and pulled her onto the bed fully before pinning her against the bed with his upper body. "No, please don't do this, I don't want this to happen, stop, no." Janetta protested as the dress was wrestled from her struggling body. 

A sharp hard slap to her rear made her give a startled cry. "What did I say about saying no? Now shut the fuck up!" Hawk ordered and Janetta sobbed as she swallowed the protests that wanted to burst from her. "Hold her there for a moment while I loose these jeans would ya?" Hawk asked and Janetta found herself pinned beneath Jake once again, he grinned down at her as he held both her arms above her head in one hand and reached down to fondle her breasts with his other hand. Janetta began crying harder as Hawk forced her thighs apart before settling himself down and lowering his head to begin licking and sucking at her opening, Janetta jerked in reaction as his lips closed over her clit and he sucked strongly. Jake laughed softly as he glanced down to see what Hawk was doing then he lowered his own head to circle one nipple with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth, Janetta bucked beneath their combined attentions and struggled futilely. Hawk laughed as he tasted her juices as she became aroused against her will, he reached for a condom, tore it open and rolled it on before slapping Jake on the back of one shoulder. Jake moved off her releasing her wrists and Hawk moved up over her body, realising what was about to happen Janetta struggled wildly. "No no no please don't!" She begged desperately. Hawk tensed then pinned her arms above her head with brutal force, he glared down into her face. "I have repeatedly told you about telling me no! Now you learn the hard way!" he growled as his free hand felt between their bodies. A savage tearing pain forced it's way deep between her thighs, Janetta screamed and bucked violently beneath him but there was a tearing pain as he lent most of his weight into her hips. "It hurts.......it hurts.......oow, it hurts!" she sobbed but he began moving over her strongly as he ignored her cries, the pain quickly centred in her most private place and she struggled briefly before surrendering to his greater strength and laying there passively while he pumped into her mercilessly. 

No sooner Hawk withdrew from her aching body then Jake pulled her hips to the edge of the bed and pushed into her, the pain this time wasn't as fierce and the rhythmic movement as he nearly withdrew only to plunge into her again soon created a growing sense of confusion as her body began to respond to what was happening. "No no no" Janetta whimpered as she turned her head from side to side, her body arching beneath Jake as she fought the confusing sensations. Jake grunted and moved so he could reach down between them to play with her clit, Janetta grabbed at the sheet beneath her as she bucked beneath him and turned her head away from where Hawk was watching her through narrowed eyes. Finally Jake shuddered as he found his release deep within her body, when Jake rolled off her body Hawk caught hold of one side of her face and tried to direct her towards the erection he had gotten from watching Jake rape her. "Suck me off." Hawk ordered. 

Janetta shook her head and tried to escape his grip and Hawk swore softly, Jake looked back over his shoulder from where he sat on the edge of the bed about to light a smoke, seeing Hawk's annoyance and Janetta struggling Jake moved to sit leaning back against the headboard of the bed so he could watch Hawk subdue her. "No is it? and you said no to Jake while he was fucking you, looks like you need another lesson about saying no." Hawk declared as he forcibly rolled her onto her stomach so he could deliver half a dozen hard slaps to her bare bottom. 

Janetta squealed with fright and pain and tried crawling away from the slaps only to be stopped by the headboard. Hawk smiled cruelly as he watched the cheeks of her bottom turn bright red from the hits he had just dealt, he licked his lips in anticipation as he noted how soft and curved her bottom was. "Lesson number two in saying no." Hawk said as he forced her into 'doggy style' position. Janetta screamed and struggled briefly as he surged into her abused passage once again, he pulled out after several strokes and lined his slick penis up with the tight little rosebud of her arsehole. 

Janetta collapsed onto the bed as she tried to escape the pain as he forced the head of his penis into her, she clutched a pillow to her face as she screamed fearing she would say the "N" word and cause him to become crueller. "Frig she's tight!" Hawk exclaimed and withdrew from her body, Janetta went limp with relief then tensed again. "Pass me the lube would ya? I'll just loosen her up some." Hawk said to Jake. 

Janetta felt something cold and wet touch her arsehole then Hawk forced his fingers into her trying to make her passage slightly looser so she was no longer that tight it was painful to fuck her. Janetta whimpered into the pillow but was unable to escape the pressure that threatened to tear her intimately, she tried to moved her hips away from what was fast becoming painful but Hawk forced another finger inside her and Janetta began to fight as a sharp stinging sensation built. Finally Hawk removed his fingers only to reposition himself behind her, she screamed against the pillow as he thrust into her with no regard for her comfort, she shuddered and cried out against the pillow as he fucked her hard and fast. Hawk groaned deeply as he tensed against her and slowly relaxed, he could still feel her trembling from pain as he eased from her body to flop out flat beside her. "Come, suck me off." Jake ordered. 

Janetta glanced at him a moment before moving reluctantly down over his body, aware of the fact she was not allowed to refuse she lowered her head and began her task. Jake groaned with pleasure and rubbed a gentle hand over her shoulders as she plied her tongue and lips uncertainly, gasping the back of her neck he carefully held her head still as he pressed against the hinge of her jaw to make her open her mouth. Gently and carefully he pumped into her mouth ready to release his hold at the first sign of her choking. He groaned and was unable to hold his climax as her lips engulfed his entire shaft, gently he pulled her up to his chest and kissed her lightly. "You done real good." Hawk said softly from behind her. "You finished mate?" he asked Jake. "Yeah." Jake's voice was thick with coming sleep.

When Hawk was finished his smoke he put the but out in the ash tray and rolled over to pull Janetta close, cuddle her and tangle his legs with hers.



Stolen



I had the creepiest feeling I was being watched. I was sitting at the table in the small dining L of my high-rise apartment and diddling through my favorite Web sites.

I liked all-male bondage fucking. It certainly wasn’t something I admitted to in my day job down on the stock market trading floor, but that’s how I unwound. In the evening, after a tough day among the bears and bulls, I retreated to my small seventy-second-story platform in the sky and entertained my sensations and my cock in a solo session with my male bondage sites on the Internet. I had them all booked so that I could quickly run through them, looking for what was new until I found something I wanted to masturbate to—to erase the tension of the day and to entertain a fantasy that I was too shy to bring to reality.

I was sitting, sprawled at my table, naked, and cock in hand. Just beyond the table was a full plate-glass window that would probably have a gorgeous view out over Central Park if there wasn’t another, taller high-rise apartment building just across a narrow street between my building and the park. So, in essence, I had a straight-on, full view of three floors of someone else’s high rise.

I stood and moved over to the window and leaned into it to scrutinize the other building. I still had the creepiest feeling of being watched. It was only when I felt the head of my erect cock rub up against the cool pane of glass that I recalled that I was naked—exposed to several stories of the brooding building just across the narrow divide of Colombia Street. Had there been lights on across there earlier, I wondered. Now the windows were either dark or close-draped.

I must try to put the money aside to buy draperies for my own windows, I thought. And the time and effort in getting it done, which was an even greater nuisance for me.

Anyone could be watching me from inside those darkened windows in that other building, I thought. My dining L was brightly lit, and I couldn’t see into any of those rooms. Wasn’t that one just across lit up when I first padded naked into the dining room? That’s where that hunk who was always working out, building muscles on his muscles, lived. Boy I’d like to meet him in the back room of one of those gay clubs down near Times Square I’d heard about but never been brave enough to go into. I frequently sat and watched him work out—in just sport shorts—and fantasized having sex with him. He was arousingly hirsute, with black curly hair all over his body.

I moved away from the window and turned off the lights in my living area and settled in front of my computer again. I pulled up URLs with one hand and stroked my cock to the images I found arousing with my other hand. Then I reached for the dildo that was on the table top, lubed it liberally, and scrunched down in my seat, my eyes glued to the computer screen as I held the head of the dildo to my hole—and started to gently press in.

* * * *

I knew I’d been ripped off as soon as I got off the elevator after work. The door to my apartment was ajar. Someone had jimmied the lock, and they hadn’t even bothered to shut the door after them.

Well, they were sure to have been disappointed, I thought bitterly, as I entered the apartment, because I lived quite sparsely. Virtually the only thing of value that I kept in my apartment beyond the TV system that was firmly bolted to the wall was my computer.

And, sure enough, my computer was the only thing that had been taken—although I was somewhat distressed to find that my bureau drawers had been opened and my underwear briefs were strewn on the floor. And then, when I entered the bathroom, I discovered that my dirty clothes hamper had been turned over—and all of my soiled briefs were missing.

How odd, I thought. But a little chill went up my spine that wasn’t at all unpleasant, and I had the urge to go to my computer and run through my favorite Web sites. Only I didn’t have my computer anymore.

What a bother. I’d have to file a police report—which I knew would go nowhere other than support an insurance claim that would also be almost more of a hassle cashing in on than it was worth. And I’d have to get a new computer. And, oh yes, the lock would need to be fixed on the apartment door. But it was late already. I’d stopped for a couple of beers down at O’Donnell’s after work—trying to build up the courage, unsuccessfully, to move on to that gay leather bar across the street from the tavern, and it was already dark when I’d returned to my apartment, the gay bar unvisited. All of this hassle would have to wait for tomorrow.

So, I just shut the door with the broken lock, with the assurance that lightning didn’t strike twice in quick succession and that it was unlikely anyone would be trying the doors on the seventy-second story of my building to see if any opened. And I showered, toweled off, and pulled on a pair of the red silk bikini briefs I liked to sleep in.

As I was sitting at the side of the bed, I had that creepy sensation once again of being watched. There was another full-length uncovered plate-glass window beside my bed, just on the other side of the wall from my dining L. I got up from the bed and padded over to the bedroom door and switched off the light. Then I went over to the window and let my eyes travel across the surface of the building across the narrow canyon of Columbus Street.

Nothing was amiss, but the feeling of being watched didn’t go away.

* * * *

I was jolted from a deep sleep by a heavy body covering me as I lay on top of the covers on my belly. Swimming up from unconsciousness, I drunkenly tried to turn and push the weight off me, but the sharp crack of a backhand across my cheek snapped my head to the side and brought bright orange stars to my eyes. Before I could recover, my wrists were being bound together and tethered to the rails of the headboard.

I started to cry out in shock and indignation, but my bikini briefs were being stripped off my legs and stuffed in my mouth.

I gagged for breath as I was being forced up to my knees on the bed, and I felt the wetness of a tongue at my asshole. I moaned deeply. This had never happened to me before. I had dreamed of it happening to me, but I’d never been brave enough to bring reality to fantasy.

This was no fantasy, though. My cock was being pulled through my legs and was being swallowed and worked and my balls were being licked and fingers were invading my asshole. I squirmed and tried to pull away, but big hands roughly pulled my hips back into position, and my buttocks were slapped hard.

“Stay still,” a low growl commanded.

And then I felt him crouching over my hips, his thighs encasing me and a fist between my shoulder blades forcing my chest into the surface of the mattress. And I knew it was a “him,” because I felt the cock head at my hole. Moving insistently inside me. Spreading my virginal hole, making me gasp and groan at the thick invasion of him. Until suddenly his bulb was past my sphincter muscle, and I felt my channel drawing him in—different from any of the dildo work I had done on myself: warmer, throbbing, more pliable and filling. And moving with a purpose of its own.

I panted hard and moaned deeply as his cock moved deeper into me. And then he began to pump inside me and I writhed under him in agony mixed with ecstasy. I never knew it would be this way. Fully possessed; fully under his control. Whimpering for release but now not wanting him to stop either. A fist on my cock, stroking me. For the first time being stroked by someone else—being worked at someone else’s whim and rhythm other than my own. I couldn’t help myself. I quickly creamed the sheets beneath my pelvis.

But my tormentor fucked on and on. My knees got weak with the exertion, and I collapsed onto the bed, but he just followed me down, straddling my pelvis between his knees, and continued stroking into me in long, deep thrusts. At last I felt him stop abruptly, nails dug into my hips, and then a jerk and a little cry and he was finished.

I felt the weight of him leave me, and then he turned me onto my back on the bed. Even though it was dark, the lights of the city coming through my uncurtained window let me clearly see my attacker. He was a big brute of a fellow, all muscle and dark curly hair. His head was covered with a ski mask, but I had little trouble identifying the rest of his body as the bodybuilder from one of the apartments in the high rise across Columbus Street from me.

No more mystery. He had been watching me just as I had been watching him. And I had little doubt who had burgled my apartment and taken my computer—no doubt wanting to verify in a search of my favorite sites that I was drawn to what he was doing to me.

And I was, in fact, drawn to it. And perhaps he could see that in my eyes, because, as I watched him, he stripped the condom he’d been wearing to fuck me off his cock, which was still half hard, and scrambled back up onto the bed and straddled my chest. He pulled the sleeping briefs out of my mouth and pressed his cock head at my lips. I opened my mouth to him, not knowing what to do but, having now been taken over the edge, more than willing to learn. I gagged as he possessed my mouth with a cock that was coming to life again. But he held my head in place with a palm on my cheek and a thumb under my chin and face-fucked me in shallow strokes that weren’t too taxing, as I sucked on his cock head. Meanwhile, he raised the other hand, holding my sleeping bikini to his nose and sniffed the essence of me.

Then he was untying my wrists but rebinding me as I laid on my back, trussing up a wrist to an ankle on either side in a form of hogtying that had me helpless, bent over, and spread wide.

He disappeared for a while, and I heard him rummaging in my refrigerator. He returned, drinking a beer from a bottle—just sauntering into the room as if he possessed it—and me—and at least for now he did possess me. I should have been scared and angry. But I was beyond anger now. He was doing to me just what I had fantasized for months and had been too much of a coward to initiate myself.

He set the beer bottle down on my bureau, and I watched in fascination as he rolled another condom onto his rehardened cock. Then he walked over to the bed and pulled me down to the foot so that my rump was on the edge of the bed. He leaned over and took the beer bottle from the bureau top, tipped me over so that my hole was pointed to the ceiling, and let a stream of the cold liquid tipple into my hole.

Then he was fucking down into me again, lubricated by the cool beer. On and on he stroked inside me—until I was exhausted and had passed out.

When I awoke, he was gone and my wrists and ankles were free of bonds. My bikini sleeping briefs were missing and the fingers of dawn were creeping down the canyon that was Columbus Street.

I rose, sore, but exhilarated and padded into the living area. He wasn’t there either, and the door to the apartment was shut. My computer had been returned and was turned on. I keystroked it to life and there on the screen was an e-mail address and the words, “If you liked it.”

I sat down at the computer and, with tremulous fingers, opened my e-mail and keyed in the e-mail address. “Yes, yes, yes. Again tonight, please. Door unlocked.”

And then I made myself a cup of coffee and sat back in the chair and luxuriated in the hassles that had been removed from me today—no missing computer, no need to file a police report, no need to replace the lock on my door, and no reason to sit for hours in O’Donnell’s and try to build up the courage to walk across the street and enter the world of the gay leather bar. And above all else, no need to buy drapes for my windows.

The only thing that had been stolen—other than a few soiled briefs—was my virginity—spectacularly stolen—and I certainly wouldn’t miss that now.



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***WARNING***

This story has cuckolding in it. Please do not read if this bothers you!

*NOTE*

This story is a continuation of another story of mine, "Happy Birthday". If you would like to read what happened before this, please go into my profile and read that one.

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Michelle is beautiful. She is my fiancée and she is amazing, cute, and funny. Not only does she have a college degree, she has a great job for a twenty-four year old. Not to mention she has a stunning body; particularly her amazing bubble-butt. She loves to stay fit, much to my benefit. She is a total keeper.

There were only a few little problems with her that I could think of. One: she crushed on boys way too easy. Two: she was a sucker for their compliments.

She had had twelve sexual partners by the young age of nineteen, a big number for a girl her age at the time. Most of her partners had been her boyfriends as well, but for only a month at most. Most of her friends would say that they had never known her to be single, as she was always dating somebody. I couldn't blame her for having so many boyfriends though. She is beautiful, friendly, and extremely easy to get along with.

We joined a gym at first when we started our fitness journey, but we each changed gyms due to the fact that that gym wasn't convenient for us due to the distance between each other's workplace and home. Most of the time she would work out with her best friend, Dianna, which was also a beauty.

Our relationship was a very open one. At least it had turned in that direction recently. Despite this, she was a loyal fiancée. She had her wild side, but who doesn't?

For example, the night of my 24th birthday. Michelle and I had been engaged for about a week when I introduced her to my gym buddy, David. It was a night I will never forget, and neither will she. She wore an incredible outfit so I could enjoy her, but instead it was him who enjoyed of her exclusively that night. They got drunk and danced in front of my guests and I, which caused a little controversy among them. They all knew she had recently gotten engaged to me but she was not acting like it one bit. She behaved like a single woman instead. David ended up getting lucky that night, as Michelle dropped her panties for him at the end of the night, in my bedroom. A one night stand, right in front of everyone.

That day was one for the books. I'll never forget how much she enjoyed herself that night. I too, enjoyed it; way more than I should have. She had usually been a good and reserved girl before she started her fling with David. After that day, I noticed her more untamed, as if she had come out of her shell.

One day, Michelle forgot her phone in my car while she had gone to work. I wasn't sure if to look through it a bit, or take it to her. I have always been a bit nosy, especially when it came to her. It aroused me to think that I would find out something I shouldn't. In particular, I wanted to know more about her and David. I knew they were up to something since she kept in contact with him since the day of my party. I was curious to know about all the juicy details regarding their affair.

I opened up her Facebook app and quickly glanced through her messages. I didn't bother reading them all since most of them were from guys trying to hit on her, just as I expected.

I went on to check her text messages. I found her messages with David but to my surprise and disappointment, they hadn't talked for a while. I read through their conversations and realized that she was the one who kept nagging him to make time for her. I know David and I know how many girls he had after him. It turns out Michelle was just another face in the crowd of his many admirers. Their little fling died off eventually, since he really wasn't interested in her for anything other than sex. She wasn't as important to him as he was to her. David was living the single life to its fullest; of course he wasn't going to settle down for an engaged woman. She understood this and they decided to remain friends.

As I scrolled through her conversations, one of them caught my eye. 'Zeke' it said. "Zeke?" I thought to myself. It couldn't be...

Zeke was another gym buddy of mine. He was a nineteen year old college student and like many guys his age, he loved to work out. Zeke was one with a cocky attitude, but still friendly enough to be liked by many. He was taller and had a much more muscular build than many other guys I knew. Understandably so, as he had been playing sports all his life. Zeke was also the true definition of a 'player'. He was excellent at manipulating the ladies; always making them fall for him. He reminded me of a younger version of David.

I introduced Michelle to Zeke one time that we worked out at my gym. She was wearing small pink spandex shorts that day, and I vividly remember Zeke, and all the other guys at the gym, not being able to lay their eyes off of her perfect ass and perfect legs. How could they? She was picture perfect.

I went back to into her pile of Facebook messages to double check and sure enough, I found the initial conversation between Michelle and Zeke.

"Hey! Remember me?" he asked.

"Oh yeah! You're my fiancées friend."

"Yeah! It was a pleasure meeting you today!"

"Thank you! Likewise."

Zeke wasted no time in trying to befriend her.

"Hey beautiful. How are you doing?" read another of Zeke's messages, on another day. They had grown comfortable talking to each other it seemed.

"Hey you. I'm good and yourself?"

"I'm good. I can't stop thinking about you though."

"LOL be quiet Zeke."

"I'm serious!"

"Zeke! Stop!"

"Really, though! I'd give anything to have a girl like you. Your fiancée is the luckiest man in the world."

"Thanks. But I am the lucky one, he is wonderful."

"He must be. A goddess like you wouldn't waste her time on someone who wasn't."

"You flatter me, Zeke."

"Well you're gorgeous. How about you give me a chance? I bet I could make you the happiest woman on earth."

"I'm already very happy thank you very much."

"Let me prove it to you. I'll make you happier."

"Zeke, I am engaged. You are a nice guy and everything but I'm going to get married soon. I have to stop messing around and start behaving."

"What do you mean you have to start behaving? That sounded a little naughty! LOL."

"Umm...long story."

"Well I'm in no hurry to go anywhere," Zeke said.

It took a while for him to convince her to say what that was all about, but eventually she gave in and decided to tell him about her adventure with David. Not only that, she also let him know about all of her sexual past. They felt trust within each other and they ended up trading numbers after that.

"Let's go to the movies," he texted her.

"Zeke, remember that little conversation we had about me being engaged?"

"We'll just going as friends. Just forget that I have a crush on you; just for tonight. No need to feel bad about it."

"Just friends? Are you sure that was it?"

"Yes! I want you to feel comfortable."

"Thanks, Zeke. I have actually been wanting to go to the movies for the longest time. My fiancée has been working a lot lately and he hasn't had time for me."

"He hasn't had time for you? He doesn't know how lucky he is. All my time is worth spending with a beautiful woman like you, even if we are just going as friends. Anyway, I'll pick you up at 9:30," he told her.

"Let me get ready then," she said.

I figured she might have had some interesting conversations with Dianna, so I opened their messages. As I scrolled through, I found her talking to Dianna about all of her little adventures.

"This is the guy I'm talking to! He's so cute, crushing on me and all. I don't know where I'm going with this," said Michelle to Dianna as she sent her a picture of Zeke.

"Wow! He's gorgeous! I'd be jumping all over him if I were you!"

"He's nineteen though LOL!"

"Dude he's still a baby!"

"LOL I know but he's super cute and he's super into me. He is such a gentleman, too. We went on a date last Thursday. We went to the movies for a night show."

"Did anything happen?"

"Just a little kissing here and there. You know me, I never let my dates leave without at least kissing me first LOL."

"LOL I know you don't, but a little kissing? Something about you tells me that wasn't all that happened."

"Okay, okay! We totally made out! He was so good..."

"I thought so LOL! Does your fiancée know about this?"

"He has no idea! He introduced us though. They're friends but he doesn't know about us. I should tell him, but it's hard."

"You are so bad! Hey I never asked you, did he get mad about your other little adventure? With that other guy David. You guys looked so into each other at his party."

"No dude! You see, he had this weird fantasy about me being with another guy, and he basically got me drunk and set me up with him that night, so I don't think he can complain about much."

"You are so freaking bad, I swear!"

"David was so amazing in bed! But he broke my heart. I hate that we are just friends now." 

"You'll be fine. You can get over this."

"I'm trying."

"So do you still talk to him? Or what happened?"

"Not really. I mean, it didn't end on bad terms or anything. But you see, I'm engaged and I still made him my number one priority. I gave so much of myself to him. I gave myself to him whenever he wanted and I gave him so much of my time. I jumped on birth control because he wouldn't have sex with me unless I let him cum inside of me. I don't even let my fiancée do that. But he kept on sleeping with all these little college girls and I got super jealous. That turned him off. I miss him so much, but it's over. I told him to call me when he wanted though. The door's still open for him."

"Wow so it was that serious, huh?"

"Yeah. I look back and I don't know how I'm not pregnant. I went crazy for him. I hadn't felt that obsessed for a boy since high school."

"Aw honey, well there are plenty of fish in the sea."

"I know hun, and I have plenty of fish to choose from, trust me. Hey so what did you think I should do about my new little boyfriend? Should I give him a chance or just keep friend zoning him?"

"Michelle, it's not friend zoning if you guys already made out LOL! But just go for it. Let yourself go. You deserve it after getting your little heart broken and plus, he is such a hottie. If you don't fuck him then give him my number LOL!"

"Oh hell no! He's mine LOL!" said Michelle.

Suddenly, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out to see that it was Michelle calling from her workplace. I answered the phone.

"Hey baby! I have a question, did I leave my phone in your car?" she asked.

"Yes, my love. I have it with me."

"Okay! I'll go pick it up later. You haven't been a snooping, have you?"

"I tried to, but I didn't know how to turn it on," I said, sarcastically.

"I'll go by later to pick it up. Goodbye honey, I love you," she said as she hung up.

Michelle got to my apartment a couple of hours later and I was still aroused from what I had read on her phone.

We lay in bed, cuddling with each other and kissing each other as we watched TV. I wanted her to confess everything going on with her and Zeke, but I didn't want to be too abrupt about it. I couldn't hold myself back.

"So it seems like someone has a crush on you," I said as I kissed her.

"What?" she asked sounding surprised.

"Yeah, I mean your new little boyfriend," I teased.

"Zeke? Oh my god babe no! Babe it's nothing really. We are friends, nothing more." she said nervously." she said.

"So how did your movie date go then?"

She was speechless. She had no idea I knew about their date.

"Did anything happened that I should know of?"

She hesitated before she finally said, "I'm so sorry, I should have told you."

"So did anything happen? Tell me. I need to know,"

There was another long silence before she finally spilled the beans.

"Yes...he kissed me."

I was speechless. I couldn't believe she had cheated on me for the second time since we had gotten engaged. I finally asked,

"Did you kiss him back?"

Then she was silent before admitting what went on.

"Maybe..."

"Did you?

"Yeah..."

We were both silent as we stared at each other.

"How did it happen?" I asked.

"Are you sure you want to know?

"Yes."

"Well, he kind of just grabbed my hand in the middle of the movie and I don't know, I didn't think much of it so I just let him do it. Then it just sort of happened. He put his arm around me and went for it. I just kind of kissed him back."

"What were you wearing?"

"I wore some high-waisted shiny leopard leggings, a tucked-in light blue blouse, gold thong sandals and a ponytail."

"So was that it?"

"No. We kept holding hands as we walked out of the theater and he kissed me again for a bit before he opened the car door for me. Then he took me home. He opened the door for me and then he pressed me against his car before we kissed for a good while. Then he took me to the door and kissed me good night before I went inside. I'm so sorry. I swear nothing else happened. No sex or anything"

"Why not?

"Because I didn't want to give it up to him just like that...although I was about to. I had such a hard time resisting since we had just finished making out."

"Was he frustrated that you decided not to?"

"Yes. He was a little upset."

She started getting teary eyed. "Are you mad at me? I am so sorry."

"Did you enjoy his kisses?"

She was silent for a while.

"Do I have to be honest?"

"Please do."

"Yes. I loved them."

I was speechless again.

"Kiss me," I told her

She gave me a little peck.

"I mean kiss me how you kissed him."

She looked at me in the eyes. Then she put her hands behind my head and leaned in to kiss me very passionately for a few minutes.

"So were you planning to tell me about him?" I asked

"Yes I was. He's my friend, but he's really crushing on me." 

"You're crushing on him too, aren't you?"

She was quiet for a while once more.

"Just be honest with me."

There was a silence before she finally answered.

"He's just so nice to me, and he kissed me so perfectly. He is so respectful. I'm sorry. I wish I wasn't but I can't control my feelings. I think it's more than just a crush. I like him a lot."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"I'm sorry but I think this is all your fault. You should have never hooked me up with David. Now I don't know what is going on with me. I feel like such a slut. I don't know what I'm doing," she said.

I was speechless.

"I should go," she said, sounding embarrassed. She quickly made her way home.

I called her that night, and she went on to explain how she was feeling confused with all that had happened with David. She apologized for everything, yet she never denied her feelings towards Zeke. She also confessed everything that went on with David and made sure to leave no detail behind. We made up that night and I ended up inviting her to my apartment to watch the big soccer match that was going to take place in two days.

I sent Zeke a text message the next day, and asked him if he wanted to work out together on Friday, before the game.

"Sure man! Let's get a work out in." he replied. 

Friday finally came and just as planned, I met Zeke at the gym. 

"Shit man! I forgot my headphones," he said.

"You can borrow some extra ones I have," I said instinctively. This guy had his tongue down my fiancée's throat a few days ago and here I was letting him borrow my earphones. I wasn't too sure how to feel around him.

We worked out for about an hour and then I made my way home. As I got to the apartment, I ordered pizza and then I got a text message from Michelle: "I'm done with yoga class. I'll be there in a bit."

Then I got a message from Zeke: "Dude! I forgot to give you your headphones! You want me to drop them off at your place?"

Was this a sign? I wanted to think so, but I'm pretty sure Zeke just wanted to go over for a chance to see Michelle, whom he was lusting after.

"Sure, if you want. You don't have to. I'm going to watch the game if you want to come over. I have some beers in the fridge if you want to drink," I text messaged Zeke.

"Fuck yeah! Sounds good!" he replied.

Before Zeke arrived, Michelle showed up. She had a tight ponytail, and was wearing her black spandex leggings, along with a tight-fitting tank top, flip-flops, and an ankle bracelet that decorated her beautiful feet. I made sure to leave the door open for Zeke.

"I'll be there in 15," Zeke's text message read. "Door's open. Just come in when you're here," I messaged him back.

"Hey you want to come and hang out in my bedroom while we wait for the pizza?" I asked Michelle.

"Of course baby," she replied.

We walked into my bedroom and I turned on the TV to watch the pregame, then I threw myself on the bed. She took off her flip-flops first and then jumped on the bed with me. She looked so perfect in her bun-hugging spandex leggings. Her perfectly round butt looked so plump and juicy, up in the air as she lay face down. Her sexy pink toes, and her soft, and perfectly pedicured feet so softly touching against the sheets. She looked incredible.

"You look so sexy," I said as I started caressing her ass. She teased me with a smile. She absolutely loved turning me on.

I leaned in to kiss her, and before we knew it, we were kissing each other as it was our first time. Her lips were so soft and smooth. Soon enough she was caressing my hair with her fingers and had her legs wrapped around me. I got her real hot and bothered.

Then we heard the door open.

"Who is that!?" she asked scared, as she pushed me off. Our little romantic make-out session was interrupted.

"I invited a friend to watch the game," I said.

"We're in my room! Come over if you want, just lock the front door!" I yelled.

Zeke walked in the room.

The look on both their faces was priceless. They stared at each other in amazement before I finally broke the ice.

"Hey babe Zeke was just stopping by to drop off my headphones but I told him to stay and watch the game," I said to Michelle. 

"Come lay down, man! We were just watching the pre-game. I was about to jump in the shower, actually."

Michelle looked at me. She was too surprised to say anything.

Without saying anything either, Zeke laid down in the bed, right next to her. She was shy in front of him, as her face started getting red.

"I'll be right back. I'm just going to rinse off. I'll leave you two alone," I told them as I walked out of the room.

Michelle looked at me again, still speechless. She couldn't believe I was about to leave her alone in a room with the guy who wanted to take her from me. The same guy who kissed her without my consent. The same guy who was lusting after her and was waiting for this special moment for so long. 

I grabbed my towel, a clean pair of clothes and made my way towards the bathroom. Then I jumped in the shower.

"I had no idea you were coming..." was the last thing I heard her say as I turned on the shower.

My shower didn't take long; maybe about ten minutes. I then put my clean clothes on and made my way back to the bedroom. But before I entered, I took a quick peak to see what they were up to. I couldn't believe my eyes...

I found them on the bed, sharing a deep kiss. She was now on her second kiss of the evening. Same bed, different partner.

They kissed so perfectly. So passionately and full of lust. I have no idea what Zeke said to her, but he definitely pressed all her right buttons as it only took him ten minutes to get to first base.

Her tank top was off and on the floor by now. His hands wandered off to explore her body. They made a quick stop at her lower back and hips, but then quickly made their way into her plump and round bubble-butt. He squeezed her butt slowly at first, then started rubbing his hands all over it. He must have played with it for about five minutes straight.




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It didn't take long for her to get comfortable with his body either. As they kept on kissing, her hands moved up to his face and then proceeded to move on to the back of his head, playing with his hair while she let him explore her body. She slowly rolled him over her body and it wasn't long before she had her legs around him as they gently and passionately continued to make out.

Then the doorbell rang. Quickly and quietly, I ran back to the restroom to hide from them. I didn't want to ruin their moment.

She immediately pushed him off scared, and said, "Who's that?"

She jumped off the bed quickly. She put her tank top on, and made her way to the door, still barefoot and sporting her incredibly sexy spandex. "Hi! Come in! Let me get my wallet." It was the pizza guy. The pizza guy didn't mind waiting for her to get her wallet, as he enjoyingly stared at her in her leggings while she bent over to get the money from her purse on the couch. Unfortunately, she was way out of his league. The show was over quick as she paid him and he made his way back to work.

"Pizza's here boys!" she yelled

"Let me serve you boys some pizza," she told us. Zeke came out of the bedroom and I came out of the shower. We couldn't stop staring at her ass either as she tiptoed to grab some plates from the upper cabinets.

Zeke and I grabbed beers from the fridge and sat on separate couches in the living room. I pretended as if I didn't know what had just happened while I was showering, and so did they.

"Dig in, boys," she told us as she placed our plates on the table. She then helped herself to some pizza, a beer and proceeded to join us.

Only she chose to sit with Zeke, not me.

"So who are we going for?" she asked him.

"Netherlands!" he screamed, throwing a fist pump in the air.

"No way, go Spain!" I said.

The game started and we all kept on drinking. It wasn't long after the start of the game and we were already finishing our second drink.

Their team was up in no time. "GOAL!" they both yelled as they got up and celebrated by hugging each other.

Then it was halftime and we were finishing our fourth drink. The second half didn't go in in my favor at all either. My team was getting hammered. Every goal my team received was celebrated by them with him swinging her petite body in the air as if she was his property.

We were on our fifth drink by then, and I think I speak for everyone when I say that we were all feeling a little drunk and loosened up. They, in particular, grew extremely close and comfortable with each other by now.

With fifteen minutes left to go for the game to end, he made the first move on her as he slyly grabbed her hand and put his fingers through hers. She followed his lead naturally and leaned in to him. He wanted to get in her pants, and apparently she was all for it.

At this point I got up, pretending I didn't see anything and walked towards the pizza on the kitchen counter. "You guys want some more pizza?" I asked.

I didn't get a response.

I turned around and found out why. Zeke had his arm around her as they kissed deeply. All I could do was stare at them and listen to their lips softly smack against each other's.

"I guess I'll leave you two alone," I said.

They completely ignored me as they continued to make out on the couch. She now had her perfectly smooth legs on top of his legs, while she let his hand play with her inner thighs.

I didn't want to stop watching, but I had to as I really needed to use the restroom. I handled my business and went right back to watching the show.

I came back only to find her kneeling in front of him like his own personal slave. She pulled his zipper down, ready to pleasure him. 

She slowly pulled out his cock with her smooth pedicured hands and started off by licking every part of it, down to his balls, leaving no spot untouched. He closed his eyes in pleasure and threw his head back against the couch. He had waited for this moment for so long. He was in heaven. She then put his whole cock inside her mouth deep-throated him like a professional.

"My god!" he said. He couldn't believe how good she was at sucking dick.

"I take it you've done this a lot before?" he asked.

"Be quiet. Just enjoy it," she said as she continued to pleasure him.

"Shit! Watch out, I think I'm going to cum!" he said.

"I don't mind," she said calmly.

"Oh shit!" he said as he let out his load prematurely. She flinched her face as he orgasmed all while keeping his cock in her mouth. She was not expecting him to cum yet, and as hard as he did. Yet she still took his load, and swallowed everything. He pumped what was left out onto her tongue. She then kept sucking it some more until she emptied out his tank.

She then said as she grabbed his hand and guided him quickly straight to my bedroom.

They entered the room and then she tiptoed to reach up and give him a kiss. 

"I made up my mind," she said.

"What do you mean?" Zeke asked confused.

"I want to give you my body," she said.

She took off her engagement ring and threw it inside one of the drawers as if it was nothing.

She went on to lay on the bed and he wasted no time getting on her as they started kissing once more, with her sexy legs completely wrapped around him and her beautiful feet up in the air. 

He then went on to her neck and started kissing her neck. She let out a loud moan as she was starting to lose control. She wanted him, and she wanted him bad.

She started by putting her breasts in his face. He knew what this meant and quickly took off her bra, revealing her perfect breasts. Her nipples were hard and pointy already. He started to suck them slowly. "Don't be shy, you can bite," she told him. She was in heaven.

"Oh Zeke, that turns me on so much!" she said loudly. She took off his shirt and she admired his chest. 

"Wow!" she said

"What?" he asked.

"You're so perfect."

She then completely undressed him as she admired his body from head to toe. "You have the most perfect body I have ever seen," she complimented him again, more aroused than ever.

He then proceeded to take off her leggings. The only thing left now was her little black thong.

"I really want you to be mine," he said.

"I'm yours," she responded as he slid her thong down her legs

He went down on her soaking wet pussy and started licking it slowly as he rubbed her lips with his thumbs.

"Oh my fucking god!" she said. It was too much pleasure for her little body to handle.

"I need you inside me. Please hurry," she said. Without question, he got his dick and glided it inside.

"Fuck! That feels fucking amazing! I feel like a virgin again." she said.

He started making love to her slow, kissing her lips and kissing her neck as he did so. She was enjoying this so much. She was in heaven.

Then he started fucking her harder and made her moan harder as well. They then switched to a reverse-cowgirl position. My soon-to-be wife jumping on top of his cock like there was no tomorrow. Her perfect ass jiggling in front of him; it was some of the best sex they had ever had.

"Oh my god! I'm going to cum!" she cried. As she said this, he got her and put her on all fours.

"Wait, what are you...OH GOD!" she screamed as she was interrupted as he put his cock inside her wet pussy as she lay face down. He started fucking her roughly this time.

"Ohh Zeke! You're so fucking good!" she kept on screaming. She sank her teeth into the pillow as she couldn't take it anymore. Her toes were curling up in the air as she tried to hold on to the bed sheets.

"Okay, okay! I'm going to cum!" she cried.

"Ohh! SHIT! SHIT!" she said, screaming on the top of her lungs as she climaxed

"Fuck!" he yelled as well as he quickly pulled out his cock and let out all his load of semen on her perfect round ass, and part of her lower back. They lay for a while, processing what had just happened.

"I think we better clean ourselves up," she told him as she got up from the bed, grabbed his hand and led him to the shower.

I heard the shower turn on and they jumped in. They immediately started kissing again.

"I didn't think you would be THAT good," she said to him as she poured shampoo on his head and gently started running her fingers through his hair and slowly scrubbing it.

"Thanks beautiful. You're pretty amazing yourself," he responded with his hands resting on her butt cheeks.

She put some body wash on her hands and started putting on him, feeling all of his body while doing so. She started kissing his body and slowly started making her way down until she was kneeling in front of him again, with his cock in front of her face. 

"You can't get enough of me, can you?" he said before she passionately started kissing his cock again before putting it into her mouth. She started sucking it gently. His cock was still tender from fucking her, but she managed to get him hard again. She sucked and licked his cock and balls until she made him cum once again. This time, he released his seed all over her beautiful face.

They finished cleaning up and they got out of the shower. They made their way to the bedroom once more.

"I don't want you to leave. Stay with me tonight," she said as she tiptoed to give him a kiss. It was about 10:30 PM and she was getting sleepy. "Anything for you, princess" he said. She was a sucker for sweet-talk and he was saying all the right things to make her fall for him even more than she already had.

They closed the bedroom door and went to sleep, at least for a while. I decided to stay in the guest room that night, since I felt they deserved their alone time. At around 1:30 AM I was woken up by the sounds of her moaning. The bed was squeaking loud as he wildly fucked her, and the headboard knocking loudly against the wall, all for about an hour's worth.

I woke up once again, at around 5 AM by the same sounds. Moaning and knocking headboards. They couldn't get enough of each other.

I woke up at 9 AM, this time without any sounds. It was suspiciously quiet. I figured they had finally fallen asleep. I thought I would go and take a peek inside the bedroom, just to make sure. I opened the door and sure enough, I caught Michelle getting fingered by Zeke as they French kissed one another.

It wasn't long before her panties dropped again, and Zeke was on top of her thrusting his cock deep inside her worn-out pussy.

"Shit! You're going to make me cum again." he said. He kept on thrusting harder and harder until he blew his load. Only this time, he didn't pull out, grabbing on to her tightly as he blew his load deep inside her beautiful body.

"Zeke! What the fuck?! Why'd you do that?!" she yelled, mad and worried.

She quickly ran to grab a towel and cleaned up all his fresh semen from her pussy. "I thought you wouldn't mind," he said.

"I'm sorry, I don't mind really. I just hate jumping on birth control," she said. "I'm sorry," he said as he got closer to her and started kissing her.

"It's ok. I'll do it for you," she said.

"Why's that?"

"Because I like you. A lot."

"Wow. Will you clean me up a little bit? I like how you clean me up," he said.

"Anything for you," she said as she did what he said without question. She went down on him and started licking every single trace of semen that was left around his cock.

She then slowly started licking his head and before they both knew it, his cock was inside her mouth again as he deep throated her. She suddenly started rolling her eyes back as she could barely handle his big cock. A mixture of semen and saliva started dripping from her mouth as he started thrusting a little harder. This kept on going for so long and she kept gagging harder and harder with every second that passed by. Her eyes were bright red as her tears rolled down her face. This had evolved into way more than just a blowjob; he was fucking her face.

He finally pulled his cock out from her throat. She heavily gasped for air as he grabbed her weak and powerless body and flipped it so that her head was hanging from the edge of the bed, facing up. Then he got his cock and shoved it down her throat again. She let out a loud gagging noise as his cock was pushed as deep as it could go. Then he started pinching her nipples with one of his free hands. Her body was in shock. She shook uncontrollably as she tried to hold on to the sheets. Her toes seemed to have cramped up completely as she tried to handle his cock in her throat. Then her legs squirmed trying to resist, as he took his hand and reached to her pussy and started fingering her. He started slow, but then turned rough as he started using three of his fingers. She started yelling uncontrollably... all while she got her wet pussy fingered and destroyed, and her throat fucked by him. Then finally, to end on a high note, she squirted all over the bed as she couldn't stop shaking out of control. She did not know what had just happened. Zeke finally took his cock out of her mouth as she heavily gasped for air while her body shivered.

She lay on the bed curled up, naked and motionless. She was still drooling semen and saliva, while her pussy was wet and dripping with his semen as well. She was a total mess. 

He left her laying there as he stepped out of the bedroom and went into the restroom to clean up. When he came back inside, he found her reaching down, scared as she felt how wet and slimy her pussy was. 

"What did you do to me? That felt amazing..." she asked sounding scared. 

"You had never squirted before?"

"I don't know. Just once maybe, but he's not important," she said.

"Just once? I'm surprised considering the amount of guys you've been with."

"Yes just once. I've had a lot of lovers, but none of them ever fucked me like you just did. I'm a mess, but I've never been so happy nor satisfied. You took control. I feel like a woman."

She was a beautiful mess. Her hair, face, and pussy were covered in cum as the rest of her body was still drenched in sweat. 

She went into the restroom and cleaned her dripping pussy with a wet towel. Then she got some makeup removal towels and proceeded to clean all the mess that was her face. She then started brushing her teeth and rinsing her mouth as he walked. He hugged her from behind. He started kissing her neck and cupping her breasts. She could not resist.

He immediately seduced her as she closed her eyes in pleasure. She was defenseless against his seduction. "Don't you dare leave me," she said as she turned towards him. His hands wandered through her body as his lips were kissing her neck.

"Never," he said. She closed her eyes as they both kissed each other passionately. He took off his underwear and picked her up and sat her on the counter.

They looked at each other in the eyes. They weren't done.

He then pulled down his underwear and slowly slid his cock into her once more. "Oh god!" she yelled as they went at it once again. She started moaning quietly as her legs wrapped around him tight. 

He thrust his cock inside her very slowly as kept on rolling her eyes back. His ball sack was hitting smacking against her butt as he kept on fucking her until he couldn't hold it anymore.

He came inside her once again; without even asking. Only this time she wasn't complaining. They immediately started kissing again and they kept on doing so for a while.

After their make-out session, they both went into the bedroom to get dressed. As she walked by the drawer in front of him, he hugged her from behind and began kissing her neck. He then whispered into her ear.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" 

"Zeke, don't put me in this position," she said nervously.

"I know you enjoyed me as much as I did you. I want you and I know you want me too. Let's be happy together."

There was a silence before she finally turned her head to kiss him.

"I'd love to be happy with you," she said with a smile.

He immediately turned her, pulled her close to him as they started making out.

"Let's go workout. Like a gym date. It will be our first date as boyfriend and girlfriend. Plus, I want to show off that you're mine," he told her.

"You are crazy! We can't do that! All my fiancée's friends will be there. Let's go but just don't kiss me in front of them. I don't want a bad reputation." she said.

"You're beautiful and I want to show you off. You're mine. Just get ready and I'll wait for you in the car," he said as he tapped her ass lightly.

She went into the bedroom and put on a fresh pair of underwear and then got dressed with a fresh work out outfit. Then I walked in.

"Hey. We have to talk," she said

"Are you ok?" I asked as I grabbed her and leaned in to kiss her.

She didn't resist my kiss at all. She kissed me back, but I could taste Zeke's semen still in her mouth. I stuck my tongue even deeper to get the best taste of their romance that I could.

"He asked me to be his girlfriend," she said after we finished kissing.

I was silent.

"What did you say?" I finally asked.

"I said yes. I'm sorry. I'm confused. I need time to think. I have to go. He's waiting for me"

She grabbed her gym bag and rushed out the door. She could not keep her new boyfriend waiting. I looked out the window and stared as her walk out and meet him outside his car. He hugged her and put his hands on her ass as they kissed. They kept on kissing until he finally opened the door for her and let her inside the car.

I stayed in bed and couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. I went into the bedroom where the magic had happened. I picked up her dirty thong and his dirty boxers and must have jacked off about three or four times consecutively as I smelled them and replayed in my head what had just happened between Michelle and her new lover. Then about two hours later, I got a text message from Daniel, another gym buddy of mine.

"Hey buddy, are you and your fiancée still together? I just saw her and Zeke making out outside the gym. They looked pretty into it. They were holding hands too. It kind of looked like they were dating, but I just saw you guys together a few days ago. She's quick to move on." 

That was how she repaid me for all the freedom I had given her. Zeke had obviously talked her into kissing him in front of everyone, and she was now displaying her love for him for the whole world to see; particularly my friends. I felt humiliated. Yet somehow, it just made me obsess over her that much more. Of course I would wait for her if she decided to come back to me. She was my queen and she would always be.



Stolen Afternoon



The two of us together for a whole weekend, no family, no school, no work, just us and a hotel room. MMMM sounds pretty good to me sugar.

As usual you are there before I am but we're on the phone with each other as I park and get my things out of the car. "Make sure the water in the Jacuzzi is good and hot darling, I'm on my way up."

As I get off the elevator and head down the hall my pulse beats a bit faster as I read the room numbers in my mind, getting closer to yours. As I step in front of it the door opens and you smile at me around the edge of it. 

I know that grin; I know that behind that door you are hard and ready.

As I walk in and set my bag down you shut the door behind me. I turn around and sure enough, there you are, totally naked and rock hard. I drop to my knees in front of you, wrap one hand around your length the other cups your balls, and run my tongue over the head of your cock. When the head is wet all over I open my mouth and slide it down over you, feeling it moving over the roof of my mouth. I suck just enough to feel the pressure at the back of my throat then start pumping you with my hand. 

Your hands sink into my hair urging my head to move. I bob my head in tandem with my hand stroking you, cupping your balls a little tighter, swirling my tongue over your dick. Your hips thrust toward my mouth and I increase my speed and pressure just a little. When you start slowing down and pulling back a little I know that it is time to change things up a little.

I sit back on my heels and reach for my bag and pull out a bottle. I open it up and fill your hand with baby oil. You start with your balls and work your way the whole length of your dick. "Show me how you like to be stroked. Hard and fast? Long and slow? The whole length? Just the head? What feels best to you?" I put my hands with yours till I get the right pressure and rhythm then you lean back against the wall and sigh. "Do you like that? Maybe you like that a little too much?"

You reach over and pick up the bottle and motion for me to take my top off. I pull it over my head and you notice that I'm not wearing a bra. Why would I, you always tell me not to bother with putting one on. You pour baby oil on my breasts and rub it all over them; you use both hands and get them nice and slick. "Do you want to slide your cock between my slick titties and fuck them? I'll hold them tight around you and when you thrust up through them I will lick and suck the head. Do you want to cum in my mouth that way? Or maybe shoot your hot cum all over my breasts?"

After I swallow the last drop of your cum I give you one last suck, not wanting to miss anything. As I stand up and turn around I can see that you have the whirlpool tube full of steaming water and bubbles. I kick my shoes off and turn back to look you in they eyes as I reach for the waist of my skirt and tug it over my hips then it joins my shirt on the floor.

The only thing I am wearing now, besides my glasses, is a leopard print thong. Did I get it just for you? Of course I did. Even though this isn't about love it is about mutual pleasure. You like leopard print thongs so I found one. I like to have my clit licked and you do that so well. See, mutual pleasure.

I step closer to you and wrap my arms around your neck, pulling you down for a long slow kiss. Your hands rest on my hips then slide down over my ass, under the thongs, pulling it a little with your fingers teasing over my skin.

You straighten up and break the kiss, turn me around by my hips and bend me over the side of the tub, my nipples graze the water as the long fingers of your hand sink deep into my wet pussy. After a few strokes you pull then out and hold your hand up to me, letting me lick my juice from them, sucking your fingers into my mouth till they are clean then put your hand to my back urging me to bend back over.

With one hand you pull my thong to the side, with the other you guide your hard cock to my pussy. You rub the head around teasing me and I start pushing back against you. Finally I feel the head begin to enter my slick cunt so I push back hard sinking you inside of me before you can move away and tease me again.

Your hands grip my hips as you start thrusting, fucking me with hard fast strokes, my breasts hitting the water with each thrust and I start cumming almost immediately. My pussy squeezing around you like it's trying to eat you. Over and over, thrust after thrust, I cum more and more.

You move your hand up my back, leaving a trail of shivers in your wake, and sink your hand into my hair, pulling it just enough for me to raise my head and look at you over my shoulder. Your balls slap my clit harder, faster, my orgasms are so fast no, one rolling over into the next. My body starts shaking as I sit back hard on your dick and quiver, my breath catching.

I hear your amused chuckle even as you lean over and kiss the top of my shoulder. You hold me till I calm down a little then slip your finger under my thong and lower it, letting it slide down my legs to the floor and I step out of it. 

You guide me, keeping me steady, to the tub. You sink back into a corner so you will have enough room to stretch out those mile long legs of yours. You pull me against your chest and we cuddle a while as I catch my breath. But you know me; I can't keep my hands still. Before long my fingers are tracing patterns over your chest, my nails scraping your nipples. I love to watch the way them harden under my touch. I like the way other parts of your anatomy harden under my touch too.

I reach into the basket by the tub and pick up a bath sponge and a bottle of shower gel and I squeeze a generous amount into the sponge and lather it up. Starting at your neck I soap you up, working my way across your shoulders, down your arms, across your chest, down your flat stomach, all the way down your legs, across the tops of your feet, you have the cutest toes, then under to the arch of your foot. 

I rinse the sponge and re-soap it then motion for you to lean forward. I wash your back with long slow strokes, rubbing as I go. I move around again and reach down between your legs. The sponge finds you rock hard and throbbing. I wrap it around your shaft and pull up, letting you slide through the sponge, then down under your balls tickling them a bit before I wrap it around your cock again. 

As I reach your tip your hand covers mine and pulls it away from you. You tug a little harder causing me to lose my balance and lean against your chest. Your hands reach for my hips and shift me to straddle your lap and as I ease down I can feel your hips raise to meet mine. I sink down over you, moaning as you slide inside of me. Your lips graze my neck as I take in all of you that I can. 

The water makes us buoyant letting me ride you in a gentle swell, my nipples dragging over your chest as I fuck your dick with my pussy. Your hands on my ass tell me that you want me to go faster so I pick up my speed a little. You pull your knees up and I lean back against them. You bring a hand up and squeeze my breast then bend your head, your tongue licking my nipple, wrapping around it, then you suck it into your mouth, your teeth grazing it. I can tell by the way you are swelling more inside of me that you are ready to step it up just a little bit more but I have a little surprise for you this time sugar.  I put on my best Scarlet "Oh My" expression and start slowing down.  "Are you tired sweetie? Do you need to rest?" You ask, more pride at wearing me out than concern in your voice.  "A little. Could we lay down for a bit? Just long enough for me to catch my breath?"  You smile, raise me up off of your lap, and reach for a towel. As we stand and get out of the tub I take the towel from you and motion for you to turn around. I start at your shoulders and dry you with soft strokes down to your feet, turn you around, and start over working my way back up.   When you are dry I smile and took at you through lowered lashes. "Could you go down to the machine and get me a Mountain Dew? Please? I think my sugar is getting a little low."  I know that you don't really want to but you know that not doing it will probably mean no more fucking for a while so you half heartedly reach for your shorts and t-shirt from a chair in the corner, pull them on, and slip into your flip flops. You give me a kiss as you head out the door.  As the door closes I know I have to work fast. I reach for my bag and pull out the wrist restraints. It only takes me a minute to get them tied to the frame rails at the head of the bed. I tuck the ends, and the blindfold, under the pillows.  I reach back into the bag and pull out my purple butt plug and a tube of lube. I lay down on the bed, lube up the plug, and press the tip to my tight pucker. I apply steady pressure and it starts to slide in. When I get to the first hump I pull it out a little and then start again, slow steady pressure, till I have all 3 humps in and the base is pressed tight against my ass.

As I hear you start to open the door I reach for the covers and pull them up to my waist and wait for you. Your shoes come off at the door, your shorts and sliding down as you walk. I can tell you still have a semi. You hand me the bottle and pull your t-shirt over your head. I hold up the covers as you slide in and stretch out.

I open the bottle and take several long gulps, set it on the night stand, then snuggle up against your side.

After a few minutes my hands are rubbing your back and I lean over and place scattered kisses against your skin from your neck to the small of your back where I give a slow lick across your spine.

"I thought you needed a rest?"

"I've caught my breath now. I recover quickly." I keep moving lower with my kisses, placing one on each cheek of your cute, tight ass. But I know your limits and I respect them so I move on lower, stopping for sucking kisses behind your knees. As I get to your calves I feel you start to shift and you roll over in the bed.

I start where I left off on the back of your legs and work my way up the front. Teasing tongue kisses combined with my breath against the crease of your thigh cause your dick to twitch just a bit. I take the head of it between my lips and start to suck as my tongue swirls around it, teasing your slit.

You put a hand on the back of my head, your long fingers tangle in my hair. You want more.

I move my head over you letting you slide in and out of my mouth, feeling the head of your cock slide over the roof of my mouth to the back of my throat over and over. I cup your balls with one hand and wrap the other around the base of your cock. Pumping, squeezing, sucking, stronger, harder, faster.

I can feel you harden even more and start to pulse in my mouth, your hands pressing harder on my head.

The first shot of your hot cum hits the back of my throat, then a second, a third. I keep sucking till you stop pulsing then swallow deeply. Your hands loosen and slide down to the bed. I can feel your body relax.

I look up and see your eyes are closed, your head laid back against the pillow, a faint smile on your lips.

I kiss my way up your body till I can straddle your waist and lean over to kiss your lips. Your hands come put to caress my hips. I reach back and take one of your hands in mine and raise it above your head. I reach under the pillow and slide the wrist restraint strap around your wrist and close it snug but not too tight. I reach for your other hand and have the second restraint closed around it before you fully realize what is going on. You open your eyes and look at me questioningly. I smile and kiss your forehead. 

"Just trust me, I know your limits, you know that I won't cross them."

You look at me for another minute, then you nod. I pull the blindfold out from under the pillow and show it to you. You take a deep breath and nod gain. I slip the string behind your head and pull the satiny cloth down over your eyes then place a soft kiss over it.

I let my lips lazily make their way down your cheek, across your jaw line, down your neck till I am nipping along your collar bone. I turn my head and let my hair drag across your chest and watch your muscles contract.

I sit up and lean over the edge of the bed and grab the strap of my bag, lift it up, and set it at arms length on the bed. Reaching inside I pull out a large powder puff and use it to stroke you in random places. Light little touches on your neck, a slow stroke up the inside of your thigh. Still using the puff in one hand the other reaches back into the bag and pulls out strip of lace. It is soft but at the same time rough on the edges, I wrap it around my other hand and follow the puff with it. Soft then rough over your skin. I keep moving around in random order to that you never know where I will touch you next. 

After a little while I put the puff down and reach for my Mountain Dew, still setting on the bedside table. I drag the wet, still cold, bottle up the side of your leg then across your pubic bone, watching you jump. I follow it with the lace, warm from the heat of both our bodies. I hold the bottle up and let some of the condensation drip on your chest, across your nipple watching it pebble up. Then I lean over and warm it with my tongue, letting my teeth graze it slightly.

I wait till I know that your mind in focused on when I will touch you next, and with what, then I sink down over your hard cock, letting you slide all the way inside my pussy till the head is pressed against my cervix.

I wait till I know that your mind is focused on when I will touch you next, where, and with what, then I sink down over your hard cock, letting you slide all the way inside my pussy till the head is pressed against my cervix. I ride you slow and easy, letting the tension inside of me build slowly. My breath quickens as the tingling deep inside of me spreads. Moving a little faster I can feel my body start to tighten around you, my back starts to arch. I know that I am close so I start to slow down again.

I raise my hips and let your cock slide out of my pussy. I reach back into my little bag of goodies and take out a tube of lube. I open the top and squeeze a generous amount into my hand, then recap the tube. I rub my hands together to warm it a bit then wrap both hands around your cock, starting at the top and work my way down till you are slick and shiny.

I shift just a bit reaching back and find the base of my butt plug. Slowly I pull it all the way out. I shift back over you and reach back behind me to grasp your cock and hold you to the tight circle of my ass. I push back against you and feel you start to spread me. Keeping the pressure steady I ease back a little more, take a deep breath, and feel the head of your cock enter me. 

Both of us catch our breath at the same time. Me because of the exquisite fullness I feel. You because of the tightness around you and the realization of what it is. I keep pushing back till I have your hard cock all the way inside my ass. Damn, what a feeling. 

I raise up and let you slide about half way out, then sink back down on you again. As close as I was to the brink just a few minutes ago I am almost over the edge again now. My body starts shaking as I ride your cock with my ass.

I feel you moving and watch as your arms pull against the restraints.

Should I free your hands? Do you want me to fuck your cock with my ass till you fill it full of cum? Or do you want me to let you up so you can fuck my ass from behind?

I keep moving pushing down a little harder taking all of your cock that I can each time. I lean forward and let my breast brush against your check, your head turns and you use your lips and tongue to pull my nipple into your mouth. You start sucking it with the same rhythm I am fucking your cock.

A little harder, a little faster, and I can feel the pleasure moving over me. My ass squeezes you tighter as I start to cum. I feel your thighs tense up, tighten. Your teeth close around my nipple almost painfully as you start to cum. I can feel your dick shooting cum deep in my ass. 

I lean forward heavily as my body goes limp. I reach up with one hand and release one of yours and lay my head on your shoulder, blissfully exhausted. You reach for the other restraint and loosen it then pull off the blindfold. The expression on your face is one that I will never forget. 



Stolen... & Found Ch. 01



You walk into the house and it is dark. This is not unusual, as you live alone. However, tonight you worked especially late for a Friday, due to the long weekend ahead, it was now nearly eight thirty when you unlocked your front door. 

You walk into the foyer. As you reach for the light, a hand grabs yours and pulls you away from the switch. Another hand grabs your free hand and pulls it behind you, and both hands are quickly secured with the click of a pair of handcuffs. You attempt to spin around and see who is behind you, and as you begin to turn, a hood is quickly placed over your head, covering to the tip of your nose. You try to scream, but before a sound can escape, a soft ball gag is pushed into your open mouth and pressed slightly behind your teeth. You feel a leather strap fasten the ball gag firmly, then feel fingers fumble with the strap behind your head. 

You are pulled from the foyer out into the cool night air, then pushed and pulled to a waiting vehicle with engine running. Once inside you can feel its size, and realize it is a van of sorts, with carpeting on the floor. You are pressed face down to the floor and the doors close with a resounding thud. All sorts of thoughts race through your brain. You can not figure out who these people are, you don't even know if they are men or women. You assume they are men, from the strength exhibited when they pulled your arms behind you and secured them. You feel the motion of the vehicle now and the pressure of a knee forced into your back, holding you firmly down to the carpeted floor. 

Fingers pull at your high heeled shoes, and your toes are suddenly free. They find their way up your legs, slowly moving towards your backside, then in a quick motion, find the top of your panty hose and begin to pull at them feverishly. With a few firm tugs they release their grip around your waist, and you can feel them being pulled from you. As they are pulled, you feel your underpants caught up in the hose and they too come off. You feel the cool night air touch your now naked butt, and you quiver with the fear of what is to happen. 

The fingers now grope at the waist of your skirt and you feel the release of the button on the side. The skirt is pulled down over your exposed butt, then finally over your feet. You are now completely nude to your unknown captors, from the waist down. You try to fight but the knee presses harder into your back and holds you still. 

The pressure is lessened for a moment as you feel the fingers reach for your ankles, and something is placed around each one. You are not certain what it is, but it feels soft and yet stiff at the same time. You hear the sound of metal touching metal and your ankles are clipped together with what you can only assume is a chain, as you still can not see. The chain is then attached to something in the van, pulling your legs out straight and close together. 

The hands reach for your shoulders and roll you over onto your back. Seated upright now, the person belonging to the hands moves behind you and releases one wrist, then pulls the cuffed wrist out and attaches it to something on the side of the van. Some sort of strap is put on your free wrist, then the fingers begin to undo the buttons on your blouse. As they reach the lower buttons, they brush against the top of your pussy mound. They press firmly on the mound but not into your pussy. The blouse is pulled off the free arm and then the bra is unhooked and removed. Each time you have attempted to use your hand, the person taking your top off slapped at your hand and pushed it to your side. Finally after being slapped three times, very hard, you leave your arm to your side. 

The same thing is now done to the other hand. Your free arm is fastened to the other side of the van while the hands do their work, removing the rest of your clothing completely from your body. Again the wrist is attached to the side, and ropes are pulled until your body stretches taut. You now hang in the coolness of the van totally naked, gagged and blindfolded. Your body sways with each turn of a corner. Words are exchanged, and your ankles are released, only to be reattached to different places, again pulled tight Fingers part your lips, and a soft hand begins to caress your clit, bringing moisture. A moan escapes you, and once the hand feels you warming, it stops. A warm tongue comes, licking the juices there, teasing your clit. By now, your heart is racing. You want to be free. You feel if you attempt to make a getaway you will be caught and possibly killed. You are panic stricken by all of this, yet have resolved yourself to tolerating it in the hope they will play with you, release you and have done with you. 

The van stops. You hear the sliding door open as you are released, then pulled by your feet to the edge of the door, your buttocks rubbing against the carpet causes them to burn as you are pulled. Your feet are guided to the ground and the cold, damp grass squeezes between your naked toes. A hand reaches behind your shoulder and pulls you completely upright, and you stand, the night air making your nude body shiver. 

From behind. someone pushes at you gently and you begin to walk. After several steps, you are stopped and a hand reaches down your leg to lift it by the calf and place it on a step in front of you. Together, you ascend the six stairs, then you feel the firmness of a wooden planked porch beneath your feet. You hear the door open and you are led inside. Once inside you hear a lot of commotion, it seems there are many people moving about the house. Then you are led into another room. 

No one says anything to you. You are stopped from walking further, then you feel a firm hand on your shoulder, pressing you down. You slowly kneel, with the hand guiding you. Once in kneeling position you feel the firm hand press to the inside of your right thigh and begin to push your legs open more and more. When the hand achieves the position he wishes, he reaches for your other leg and pushes at it from the inside thigh. You can feel the air rush against your pussy, the lips having parted with the spreading of your legs. You are angry now, that you are being used in this manner. You wish to yourself, that if they intend to fuck you, which you know they do, they would just do it and have done with it. 

You feel fingers at your shoulders, rubbing gently towards your breasts. As they reach your nipples they stop, not touching the nipples, but fingering the breast all the way around the nipple. Your head goes up and back at the sensation this causes your body. A reaction you are angry with yourself for having but nonetheless have. The fingers caress your body down to the front of your well stretched vagina lips, again being sure not to touch the lips themselves, playing lightly around the entire area, causing a tingle to your sex and yet no satisfaction or gratification. You feel the excitement begin to cream the inner walls of your pussy. You now wish your captor would touch you there, but the fingers find their way back up to your breasts, and begin kneading them and teasing them. Finally they encase the nipples of each breast and slowly play with them. You can feel them react by becoming firm and hard. When they are firm and hard your captor pinches each one, alternating between the two, very hard. With a firm grip, he pinches and pulls the nipples out, distending each breast until you moan from the pain exerted to your tender flesh. 

The fingers release the pained nipples now and rub gently at the entire breast. Slowly they make their way back down to your opened sex, and you feel them push in between your nether lips. First one finger, then another finds its way into you and pushes in and out gently. The fingers are then pulled out, and inch through your spread crack to your ass. You wiggle at the pressure exerted to your virgin hole. As you move, the hands of your other captor come to your nipples, and one at a time he compresses his forefinger and thumb over each tip, sending shots of pain through your body. You stop all movement now, and when you do the pressure to your nipples stops. You have learned your first lesson. 

The finger at your virgin hole is slowly pressed into you. You moan and thrash your head about at the initial pain this causes. Further and deeper it presses into you, until you can feel the knuckles of the hand at the outside of your puckered hole. Slowly the finger is pulled out and then pushed back. Each time the speed and force increases, until you feel the excitement caused by this action and your hips begin to wrench forward, then back again. As the passion grows in your now wet pussy, the hands touching you stop, leaving you in total frustration. 

You are left in this position, untouched for some time. Finally, you feel someone behind you. Hands come to your shoulders and begin to rub you from behind. These hands are obviously different, they are coarse and quite rough. They move slowly down your back to your buttocks then squeezes a cheek in each hand, the fingers pressing into your spread crack. The hands are pulled away from you and you feel the person walk to the front of you. You wait for 'his' next move. You have assumed it to be a him because of the roughness of the hands. The fingers slowly circle your nipples as they become erect and firm quickly at the touch. 

He grips a breast in each hand, squeezing the mounds of flesh. As he does this, he takes the nipples firmly in his thumb and forefinger, pinching them hard. As you moan from the pain and pleasure this brings you, he pulls his hands from your breasts, still keeping the nipples pressed firmly between his fingers, and extends the breast outward as the person behind you holds your shoulders back. He holds this pressure on your now tender nipples for a full thirty seconds or more, as he does, he compresses the nipples tighter and tighter. A scream escapes your mouth, but the gag makes it come out sounding like only a moan. You feel as though your breasts are being pulled off and your nipples are being pinched in a vice. Finally he releases both breasts and slowly his fingers move over the tips. He flicks the nipples back and forth then rubs them lightly. 

His hands move down your body now to the top of your opened mound. Fingers twirl around through your pubic hair and then slide into your opened lips. They probe and poke until they finally enter you. Three fingers at once press in and out of you. Involuntarily your hips rock back and forth. Your nether lips, with a mind of their own, try to pull the invading fingers deeper. As your rocking motion increases, it is obvious you are nearing climax. The fingers are withdrawn, and again you are left without any touching. You moan through your gag, pleading without words to be finished off. But it does not happen. You try to move your knees closer together, hopeing to satisfy yourself by pressing your thighs tightly together. As you pull your legs closer, you suddenly feel a sharp sting to your still opened pussy. The crop slaps in between the lips and catches your clit, causing you pain, and yet an excitement you had never felt before rushes through your wet pussy. Another resounding smack hits your tender, wanting pussy, and you quickly spread your legs open wide again. 

The fingers find your clit and begin to rub it softly, until you are rocking with the pleasure it brings. You are so near climax now you can hardly stand it. But the fingers, as if knowing and sensing your level of excitement, are withdrawn again. 

Your frustration is mounting now and you can feel tears coming down your cheeks under your hooded head. 

Slowly you are pulled up from your kneeling position, after being left along for a good five minutes in your frustration. Once on your feet, you are pulled by the elbow and begin to walk slowly in the direction you are led, taking the first few steps carefully, stiff from having knelt for so long. You are led into another room and your hands are uncuffed. You do not struggle now, not certain if it is because you know it will do no good, or if it is because you are enjoying the activities. A leather cuff is wrapped around each wrist. Your hands are then pulled in front of you, them pushed together with a click. You realize they are snapped together firmly. Your hands are pulled upwards, until they are extended over your head. You hear another click and then feel your wrists straining within the straps around them as you are pulled upward toward the ceiling, so only your toes touch the floor. Hands now rub gently down your body until they reach your ankles, you hear a click, and then another, and feel the ankle straps being removed. They are quickly replaced with a new set of straps, and you feel a bar between your feet being pressed open further and further, forcing your legs wide. Hands are now on your back, and also on your front. Slowly they knead and tease your flesh. When you attempt to wiggle you find you can hardly move. Your legs, secured between the spreader bar, have been also attached to hooks in the floor. All you can move is your hips, only very slightly. 

Fingers probe and dig at your flesh. One set of hands finds your breasts and begins to rub and squeeze them, while the other set of fingers finds your opened pussy and begins to rub and press deep within you, your clit getting more attention, causing you to thrash about as much as your bonds permit. As you come closer and closer to the edge, the fingers at your breasts become more attentive to your nipples, pinching them firmly and hard. The pain careens through your body from the severe manner your tits are being used, and much to your surprise the excitement finds your pussy and brings you even closer to the edge. Just then all the action stops. You thrust forward in the hopes to find the fingers that were fucking you, and have them satisfy your much needed desire. 

You hear a door close, then silence encases your very body. You are left hanging in this room. Your thoughts wander, you wonder if you are going to be left in this manner. You wonder if they have finished with you or lost interest, though you can not quite believe this. You think about the fact that if you are found by the police or someone else, you would be humiliated beyond belief and want to die. 

A door finally swings open with a creak. You hear movement near you, then feel the hands tugging at your ankles. Your feet are freed, then you feel your body lowered until your feet become firmly flattened on the floor. You are pulled forward, your hands still clipped at the wrist. Your hands are released and a strap is placed around your forearms, then one around each upper arm. You are then forced to place your hands behind your back, and the clicking sound is heard again, again, and finally, a third time. When you attempt to move your hands you discover your arms are crossed behind your back and the wrist cuffs have been attached to the cuffs on your forearms. A leather strap that crosses your back holds your upper arms back firmly. You can envision the sight you must be. Totally nude, dripping wet between your legs, your breasts forced outward from your arms being pulled behind you. Once again, firm hands play with your nipples, giving sharp pain that travels directly to your aching clit. 

You are pushed from behind and start to walk slowly forward, being guided by the firm hand at your back. You are led into a room where the floor is cold to your feet and the hand presses onto your shoulder, pushing you down. You kneel, being helped by the hand at your shoulder, feeling tile under your knees. You can not figure out why you have been moved, but you do not have any say in the matter anyway. Now you are pushed forward from the back of the head, until you bend at the waist and your face touches the floor, your ass jutting into the air. You are held firmly by one set of hands in this position. 

Someone comes behind you, and you lurch forward slightly when you feel fingers pressing in between your asscheeks. The fingers find your puckered hole and lubricate the outside, slowly, teasingly. Finally one slides into your ass and moves around in a circle, then the second one is forced into you. You can feel the pain and thrust yourself forward, trying to avoid the probing fingers. As you do, a harsh, resounding slap comes down on your right ass cheek. You thwart your own movement and wait. The fingers move in and out of you slowly, then around inside you in a circle. They pull out, and you can feel your puckered hole still slightly open from the pressure they caused. You have no idea what is going on now. You have never experienced anything like this before. Up until now, your life has been fairly straight, simple sex, nothing unusual. More like a slam, bam, thank you ma'am type of activity. But now, with your eyes shielded from outside things, you feel everything, all your senses are heightened. Your nerves feel as though they are on the edge all the time. You are afraid, yet at the same time, desire to be led down this path of frenzied passion. Even the pain inflicted on you thus far has not bothered you that much, for it seems to enhance the pleasure you experience even more. 

Something firm presses at your puckered hole and is slowly pushed into you. You scream through your gagged mouth as it is forced deeper inside. Finally, you feel as though you are filled to your neck and the pressure of the pushing stops. Next you can feel the warm liquid slowly flushing into your bowel area. You realize, at long last, that you are being given an enema. You have never experienced this, but the flow of the warm water flowing into you makes you even more excited. You wish someone would touch your clit and your pussy. But it does not happen. The water fills you. You feel the pressure building, and feel your stomach becoming bloated from the flow. When the sensation turns from a warm feeling within your bowel to pain, you try to move. This action brings another sound, harsh, slap to your left ass cheek. Finally the water stops, and the nozzle of the enema bag is pulled from you slowly. This action is erotic to you, and again you feel your pussy throbbing with eagerness to be satisfied. The enema hose nozzle is quickly replaced by a thick plug, which is pressed firmly into your puckered hole, and you are held in this position for what seems to be forever. The pressure is building within your bowel and the butt plug in your ass is causing you pain. Your clit is pulsating from these sensations, in spite of, or because of all of this. After ten minutes you are lifted from the floor, then pressed down in a seated position. You realize the seat as a toilet, at last you will be permitted to relieve yourself. A hand reaches between your spread legs and pulls at the plug pushed into you. 

When you are finished, you are lifted up, and in a single movement you are placed into a tub. The water hits your body, first running cold and sending chills through you, then turning warm. You are washed down by two sets of hands, then lifted again to stand outside the tub as towels dry you off, one in front and one behind. 

Something is pressed to your right ear, through you hood, you hear a click, then a voice. "We shall remove your gag if you promise not to scream or talk. If you promise shake your head up and down. If you do scream or talk, the gag will be replaced and you will pay dearly for it." The gruff, raspy voice hissed through the tape recorder. You quickly nod your head up and down in compliance. You feel fingers at the back of your head and the pressure of the leather strap is released. They probe your mouth carefully and tug at the soft ball, pulling it slowly from behind your teeth, over your lips and out. You swallow quickly and hard. A glass is pressed to your parted lips, and you open to receive the contents. The cold water washes through your mouth and down your dry throat, giving you some relief. 




Stolen... & Found Ch. 01



You are then pulled forward and you walk slowly as you are guided from the room. Again your hands and arms are unhooked and attached in front of you, then pulled upward toward the ceiling. Before you realize it, you are secured in the same manner as before receiving the enema, your weight hanging on your wrists, legs spread very wide. 

Another drink is offered to you. This time it tastes somewhat sour. You recognize the taste quickly to be orange juice, but drink even while you know something extra has been added. The entire glass is slowly emptied into your mouth. Fingers begin to probe at your spread pussy again. You moan as they find your clit and begin to slowly tease it until it is erect and firm. The fingers slide into your canal and press deep as you moan and attempt to thrust your hips forward. Something is pressed into your mouth. You do not know what it is but when the fingers reach for your chin you open your mouth without further encouragement. The little drink of juice has made you limp and compliant. The item is pressed in and then a strap secures it in place behind your head. It is shaped like a penis, made of rubber, but short and very thick.

You are left hanging for several minutes now, without anyone touching you. You do not know if your captors are even in the room, but you did not hear the door close, so you assume they are. You feel moisture on your pubic mound, then the fingers begin to massage over your mound slowly and carefully. You feel something pulling lightly at the hair realize they are shaving your pussy clean of hair. You want to scream, you could jerk away, but fear being cut by the razor if you do, so you stay perfectly still, hating, deep down what they are doing to you. Finally you feel a warm cloth rub over your pubic mound, then fingers soaked with oil rubbing gently over your now very sensitive pussy. Slowly they work the oil into the freshly shaved area. Every so often the fingers press down between the spread open lips and tease at your erect clit, then back up to pet the oil into your shaved pussy. You have seen women with a shaved pussy before. You thought they looked like little girls and knew you would never do this to yourself. It is embarrassing to be a full grown woman of and have your pussy look like that of a child of ten or so. You figured women did this only to try to recapture their youth, not realizing the sexual pleasure it could bring, but before this long, holiday weekend is over you shall know. 

You feel fingers reaching up and playing with your nipples. Quickly they react and become hard to the touching. While the fingers play with the right nipple, the other hand squeezes your breast from the base and forces the nipple to protrude even more. Suddenly a pinching is felt on the nipple and you moan a scream through the gag in your mouth. The hands pull away but the pinching continues. The left breast and nipple are played with in the same manner and then the pinching starts to it also. The pinching is not severe, even less severe than the pinching from your captors fingers, but it is constant and does hurt some. The hands pull away from you and your nipples continue to pinch, causing you even more excitement in your nether region. The pressure is unbelievable to you, for you never knew you could become so stimulated from your nipples being pinched firmly and constantly. After a few minutes, you feel hands touching, and the screws on the unseen clamps are turned. Eyes watch you as your head falls back with the pain.

Next a wide belt is placed around your waist. You feel what can only be described as a tail, hanging from the back of it, swinging into your asscheeks as it is let loose by your captors hands. The belt is tightened around your waist, tight enough so it has no movement. Fingers begin to probe your freshly shaved pussy. The touch sends waves of stimulation through your body. Slowly they rub over your clit then into your dripping hole, then are quickly replaced by a thick, inflexible cock. You recognize the feel immediately as a dildo with knobs all over it. It is pressed into you slowly then pulled out then back in and out again. Finally after three more strokes it is pulled out completely. You thrust your body forward to try to capture it with your pussy lips and hold it within you, but thrash against the empty air. You then feel it being pressed into your ass. You tighten your body as it stretches the outside of your tightness, then a series of harsh slaps with the crop come to your freshly shaved pussy lips. You attempt to relax, and as you do, the spanking to your pussy stops. The dildo is slowly, but firmly pressed into your ass. It feels so big inside you, you feel as though it is ripping you apart. 

Fingers play with your pinching nipples to heighten the sensation of them. The pain you felt streaks through them again, as the fingers draw attention to them. You feel another firm, very thick, cock being pressed into your spread open pussy. Hands come, and both are pumped in and out of you as again, the clamps are tightened. You can feel the two artificial cocks touching each other through your thin wall as they stroke deeply. You feel full and stuffed in each hole now. You are still excited and can feel the building of an orgasm flowing through your body, but every time you come close, they slow down, holding you back from release. A finger reaches out and begins to massage the tip of your clit. It rubs the head thoroughly then around the outside then pulls away. Suddenly you can feel the heat spreading from your clit, as the cream that your captor just rubbed there gets warmer and warmer. You moan from the impact this has on your body, a whisper away from completion, and everything stops. 

The hands press between your legs a moment later, and you hear and feel the hum of the vibrating dildo in your pussy. Another set of hands pushes the dildo in your ass in deeper and vibrations begin from it also. The leather strap that had hit your buttocks now is pressed between your legs and forces both hard cocks deeper into you and is fastened to the front of the belt around your waist. After they have been well fastened, you sense a presence behind you. The first sting of the belt takes you by surprise. You begin to cry at this fresh pain, but the 'juice' has you feeling so warm and fuzzy. Now it begins in earnest, striking over and over until you lose count of how many times it has hit, the pain overwhelming you, until you feel yourself surrendering to it, and begin to cum. As the tremors run through you, another strap joins the first, this one stinging your belly, slapping the tightly clamped nipples, bringing pain to your thighs. 

You move from one orgasm to another, stimulated by the artificial, vibrating cocks within you, the heat cream on your clit, and the strapping. Fingers flick at your pinched tits and this sends you into a fresh wave of orgasms. Your body is dripping wet from the perspiration. Finally the strap stops, you hear the door open and close and you are left hanging there brought from one orgasm to another to another. 

After a very long time to you, but in reality only about half an hour, you hear the door open, and the strap begins again on your flesh. It takes you through yet another series of hard climaxes before it stops. Then you feel the clasp being undone from the waist belt. Slowly it is thread back between your legs and then the dildos are turned off . You are unhooked and your arms are secured behind you once again, but before you are led slowly from the room, the hood is pulled off your head. As your eyes adjust to the light, you see people seated at tables all around you, watching, and realize you have just been their evening entertainment. The shock makes your head reel as you are led from the room, the dildos still seated deep within you. 

You are so weak from the orgasmic pleasures you can hardly walk, so you are lifted into someone's arms and carried. You are placed on a bed on your back. Your hands are hooked to the head of the bed, and the dildos are pulled from you, leaving you feeling empty and open. Your feet are pulled painfully wide apart and attached to the foot of the bed as you are stretched to your limits. Someone comes between your legs and you feel a cock being pressed into your well used pussy. The cock pumps in and out of you, until finally, as you are about to erupt with another orgasm, you feel the cock swell and the hot cream fills you. 

After a few more hard, fast strokes, the limp member is pulled out and your captor moves over your leg and lays on the bed on your right side. You think it is over, but suddenly you feel the presence of your other captor between your legs. His hands lift your thighs, and you feel his knees push under them, crying out as you are lowered, his cock sliding deep into your ass. His cock is thick and hurts as he pushes you down, heedless of your cries. One hand reaches out to grasp your breast, squeezing it painfully as he tightens the clamp. Holding it in his fist, the other brings the tip of a violet wand to the nipple, making you scream as your body lifts against the tight ropes. He takes it away for a moment, licking the nipple, then touching it again. Once more, you arch as the current flows. He begins a rhythm of sorts, touching and taking away, as you rise and fall on the huge cock in your ass.

Through the haze, you realize you are fucking him, giving him pleasure. Your mind goes blank as you ride him, all the while nearing another climax. He kneels still beneath you, letting you stroke with the current applied, then reaches down and parts the lips of your pussy. The wand pauses for a second, then you scream as it comes to rest on your clit. Again the rhythm starts, your body in sweet agony as you fuck yourself on the thick cock, straining hard against the ropes. You feel yourself tighten and another orgasm tears through your body. You are mindless, pain and pleasure are one as you pulse with it, riding him hard, taking the current. Again the clamps are tightened, but you hardly feel it, the power of this orgasm centered in your aching clit as you scream. They keep working on you, making your body buck as the waves of release take control, then he shoots into your ass hard, hot cum that feels like a hose. Over and over it shoots into you, it lubricates you more as you continue to ride and pulse on him. Then he thrusts hard and deep into you, until his member is limp. 

Finally he withdraws, and rolls over to your left side and lays on the bed, panting. A hand reaches to your nipples and the pinching devices are removed. You cry out at the pain, but soon a gentle mouth sucks your nipples. A tongue comes to your spread lips and very gently begins licking your clit. You feel the warmth move through you like liquid, hoping he will quicken his pace, but he does not. Soon you feel yourself close again, and the slow caresses pull you into yet another climax. He holds you there, your stretched body shuddering as it responds to his mouth. You are held in it, not allowed to stop, for what seems an eternity. His gentle tongue feels like it is reaching inside and pulling the release from your drained body, and yet you have no hope of release.

Finally, you allowed to rest. You have no way of knowing there will be a late night crowd, and more surprises for your body...



Stolen... & Found Ch. 02



Your spent body sleeps. There is no way to measure time now, all you know is that you have never been as satisfied as you are at this moment. You let yourself drift, hoping that when you wake they will release you, even not knowing where you are. There are obviously roads, and one of them must lead to somewhere that help can be found. Little do you realize what is in store for you.

The two that captured and used you come in to wake you after a few hours of sleep. The room is dark, but once again the hood is placed over your eyes, fastened so only your nose and mouth are exposed. The ropes are taken from your ankles, and as your legs move they cramp from being held so wide open. The two massage them and then help you to your feet, your wrists still shackled together.

You are brought to the tub again. Hands wash and smooth lotion over you, warming your body as they thoroughly cleanse. You are pressed down so your insides can also be cleaned, water is flushed thru you as you kneel. Try to relax, you think to yourself. After all, it is soothing. After the intense use your body took, it is all welcome.

After the bathing, you are wrapped in warm towels and dried. Every inch of you is rubbed with a fragrant oil, hands seem to be all over you at once, and despite yourself, it becomes erotic. You feel your nipples swell a bit, and a blush rises to your cheeks. Soon they finish, and once again hands lead you.

The shackles are pulled up, and again you find yourself hooked to the ceiling with your toes barely touching the floor. You wonder if there are people watching as before, but the thought leaves as you whimper from the pain of your legs being pulled very wide, even wider than earlier, then feel them tied off to hold them. You hang, your body so wide open that you can feel the air move across your shaved pussy. 

Once again, the small, thick, penis shaped gag is put into your mouth. There is no way to talk, nothing more than whimpers escape as your mouth is filled. You are left to hang for a few minutes, but hear strange sounds as things seem to be pulled close to you. Then other sounds come to your ears. You realize there ARE others in the room. Tears begin to fall at the sight you must present, and you wonder if they think you are there willingly. Now there is no way to let anyone know that you are not.

Now you feel fingers touching you. Your intense embarrasement makes you try to squirm away, and you are rewarded with a hard slap of the strap across your ass. Immediately you become still, the pain making you gasp at its sharp bite. The fingers rub warming oil on your clit, making you moan as its heat begins, then they enter you, two at first. You moan again as they stroke slowly, then another goes into you. 

The three fingers slide in and out as another hand brings lubrication to your ass. He uses two fingers to apply, then enter you, making sure you are prepared. You hang there as they work in and out of you, then the hand is pulled away from your ass. 

After a minute you realize another finger is pumping into you. The hand now enters completely except for his thumb. stretching your pussy open. Hands begin to play your breasts, giving special attention to your nipples as they are rolled, pulled, and stretched hard. You moan at the pain they give, even while you feel the wetness growing inside you. The hand there is stroking deeply, you feel the catch as the thumb hits your body. 

Once again the clamps are applied, then tightened. As your head falls back from the pain, a thick collar is placed around your neck, when fastened it holds your head up a bit. You feel something hanging, brushing against your belly, then moan as they are pulled. They are attached to the clamps on your nipples, and the hands pull them up, fastening them to a ring on the collar. You moan with pain as your breasts are pulled up by the nipples, every movement now sends shots of pain that seem to travel directly to your clit. 

The hand inside you still strokes. You realize the person is sitting beside you as his arm brushes your thigh. Once your nipples have been taken care of, he leans closer, and on the next stroke pushes his whole hand into you. You cry out with this new pain. Your body bucks, pulling the clamps tighter as he very slowly begins to fist you. Up and down the fist moves inside you, your muscles screaming in protest as you hear in the distance people sighing. What a sight you must present! flies through your mind as you try so hard not to writhe with it. You wonder why he is sitting down, but think it is probably so the person tending your breasts can have full access. 

Now you feel pressure at your ass. Fingers enter there, opening you, then another feeling. A cock presses, and you almost lose consciousness as it pops through the rim of muscle. Slowly it is pushed into you, a cock so thick you can't believe it can go inside, but the man behind you leans forward, steadily filling you. You are screaming against the thickness in your mouth as it seems to go on forever, pushing, forcing its way as the fist pumps.

Your body is nothing more than pain now. The excruciating clamps pull with every move. The fist inside you moves constantly as the huge cock forces you open. You think there is nothing that could be worse than this. To be used like this, knowing there are others watching, taking whatever these men decide to do to you. 

The arm moves lower across your thigh. The man slowly fucking you reaches around you and pulls your pussy lips apart. You are now open to those who watch, but the haze of pain makes you oblivious. You find yourself sucking at the gag, no wonder it is in the shape it is, perfect for reflex sucking.

Your entire body goes rigid as some sort of electric device is touched to a clamped nipple. You are a mass of screaming muscle now. Your breast is held firm as it touches, sending current flowing into you. A moment later it stops, only to be applied to the other nipple, sending more pain. The entire time, the fist and cock keep working at you, your mouth alternating between screaming and sucking the thick little cock in your mouth, sometimes doing both.

Now you feel the shocks travelling slowly down your belly. You realize it is going directly toward your spread lips, and fresh screams begin. Slowly it moves. making you jerk and writhe, all the while pulling at the clamps and giving yourself pain.

It travels slowly toward its goal. Moving over your mound, it comes to rest directly on your clit. Your body stiffens, becoming tight as a bowstring as the current flows into you. Your mind empties as you suck hard on your little cock. The tightening makes the cock in your ass seem even thicker, surely a mans arm couldn't be as thick as this. The fist inside your pussy is encased in hot wetness as the current pulses into you. You feel the void open as your mind floats away, leaving you only sensation.

Now it begins. An orgasm like you have never felt before seems to rip you open with its force. The pain washes over you as it helps the climax, giving it strength. You rock, hanging, impaled, nothing more than quaking flesh as it takes you. You hear screaming, and realize it is you. 

They hold you in it for almost half an hour. Your body wracked with pain and pleasure, a never ending series of orgasms wash over you as you take. And take. And take. There is no thought now. There is only this gripping pulse inside you as they never let up on you. 

At some point the current is taken away, and your body goes on as the strap hits you. Your belly, your legs, and your tortured breasts are whipped with it, each strike taking you deeper into this world of pain and release.

There seems to be no end. Your mouth works at the gag, sucking hard, it seems to bring comfort to the body quaking with shattering orgasms. Never in your life have you even dreamed of anything like this. Never do you want it to end.

Finally you feel the cock release into your ass. You feel the hot cum as it shoots hard into your bowels, giving you more depth to the climax. Over and over it shoots as your muscles grip and pulse on it. The fist inside you keeps turning and going up and down. As soon as he finishes and pulls away the strap stops, and a second later begins on your back.

It never stops. The man whipping you brings it down forcefully as your sobs come between the sucking. You are near an unconscious state now, knowing nothing. But still the orgasms go on. 

At last it ends. Your body hangs limp by your wrists as the climax slowly winds down. The strap blissfully stops. The fist is still pumping you, you feel the wetness running down your legs and know it is from you. The hand inside you opens, and slowly pulls out. 

You now hear clapping. The people watching applaud the work of the men that used you. You are left hanging there as they come to you, touching the body that took such use. They are allowed to lick, to pinch, some of them even insert fingers into you. Your mind is empty, as you hang there being touched and probed, you gently suck your little cock gag.

There is no thought now. You are a mass of striped flesh. The people that watched you are now allowed to do with you as they wish, and they are not shy about it. Your nipples are unclamped, no sooner are they released when both are being sucked. A mouth comes to your pussy and the tongue begins to lick you as a cock slides into your ass. You hang quietly, sucking, as over and over you are fucked by the men, suckled and licked by the women. There is nothing now. This seems so natural and right. The evening show is a success, and now your body is given praise as they touch you. Your use has made all the men hard, and each one is given time to fuck you at their leisure. Every once in a while you are washed, making you fresh for the next cock. Mouths suck at your nipples, some gently, some so hard you moan at the pain, all the while sucking, sucking. 

One man waits though. He watches you take them, then asks that you be brought to him. You are untied, no walking is possible for you now, so you are carried to his table and draped over it. The gag is removed, it is pulled from your protesting mouth, but no sooner is it gone when another takes its place. His cock, big and thick. Your mouth opens wide to take it in and you suck.

His hand gently rubs your neck After a few minutes a voice comes to your ear, telling you to take a nice deep breath. As your chest rises, hands pull your legs up and a hard thick cock slides into your ass, making you moan, but the sound is cut short as the huge cock in your mouth slides deep down your throat. 

You can feel your neck muscles stretching, but your limp body can do nothing but lie there as he fucks your throat. Your arms hand limply over the table as both ends are deeply stroked. The man in your throat pulls away every now and then, allowing you some time to breathe before sliding fully back. Your body lies limp, allowing them to plunge deep. All this now seems so natural, so right, like its what you were born for, to be brought to this lethargic state and used. As they fill you, a thought comes. Fucked. I was born to be fucked. It matters not who or where or when. It only matters that you are filled. 

After a while the cock sliding down your throat begins thrusting harder, almost ramming into you. Still you lie there, taking the length down your throat, until he grinds, pressing deep as you feel it spasm, He holds it there, shooting his cum down into you until it begins to grow soft, then pulls away. You sense him sit beside you as the other still strokes your ass and knows he watches. His fingers open your pussy lips and softly begin to rub your clit.

A few minutes later you feel it. The beginning of another climax. Your drained body is too weakened to move, so you lie there as it tightens you. Your hips rise slightly, bringing the cock driving into you even deeper as your muscles pulse on it. Your mouth gasps for air, and another cock comes to your mouth as you suck greedily at it. When the orgasm finally ends, the men are told to leave you. The one caressing your clit gently soothes you, telling you there has never been another to take the pain and pleasure as you have. He tells you that you are the one he has been seeking, the one that will bring more to his private dungeon parties. Unfortunately, you will not be leaving here. You will be groomed and pampered, and each night you will be used before whoever is there. Only on Fridays will you be used twice, and he promises you will never be hurt or take beyond what you can bear. His words fill your mind, and you know there is nothing more that you wish for now. You have been found..... 



Stolen Assets



She was on her way home from work and as usual, was rushing. Working late was a bitch, but the overtime paid the bills and left a bit in the bank for travel.

She was a hot little number and she knew it. Her suit was black and businesslike, but cut to show off her curves and short enough to keep the men looking at her ass... in case they might get a glimpse.

She loved the feel of their eyes on her, though she never let on and always wore stockings that were just barely covered by the oh so short, tight ass-hugging skirt. If the men had had any idea! Thinking about her lack of undergarments was a source of great pleasure for her during her otherwise boring day.

She clattered out of the elevator toward her car, her spiked heels making a racket in the echo of the parking garage. She was tired from a long day but increasingly wishing she had somewhere to go to relieve some of her day's tension in her favorite way... perhaps she would go to the chat room tonight... she dug in her pocket for her keys and went 'round to put her bag in the trunk.

As she slammed the trunk down, something pinned her hips to the bumper. She tried to spin around to see what was going on, but a hand tangled in her hair and yanked her head back. another hand reached inside her jacket and fondled one braless tit through her flimsy t-top. She realized she couldn't move and she felt a rising panic. A rough hand reached up under her skirt from behind - then there was a sharp intake of breath. He had realized her luscious ass was exposed! This was just like her fantasy! Despite herself, she felt a warmth spreading between her legs. 

The hand reached around and pulled her jacket open, then her t-top, which got stuck and a large knife appeared and the t-top was violently cut away, leaving her hot hard tits exposed to the cold air of the garage. he pulled the jacket and t-top back along her arms and used them to tie her hand behind her. Now his hands were free. He slapped her cunt in between her ass cheeks so hard it made her jump! He shoved her face down and her tits were seared by the bite of the cold car trunk. God she was so wet! She should be terrified but all she could do was ache to be punished by this powerful aggressor. She felt dirty and shameless for her reaction and this only made her juices flow more strongly. All she could think was what a sight she was making for anyone watching, naked to the waist, tits hard, skirt pushed up to reveal her lusty attire bare ass stockings and the delicious spiked heels. She wondered if the parking garage attendant was watching and getting his rocks off observing her humiliation. Again, though this thought should have upset her, she got hotter and hotter imagining the attendant stroking himself and watching her.

She waited for a word from her attacker, A command. Nothing, just ragged breathing. Suddenly, his rough hands slapped at her ass cheeks, again and again until her bottom was red and hot and her snatch was dripping. It hurt, but it felt soooo good... rough hands spread her ass cheeks and a finger rammed into her ass. It pulled out. In. Out...god it hurt so good.... two fingers... she knew her virgin ass was about to be raped and she almost screamed with lust for him to take her! Sure enough after three fingers, the hand was yanked out and o god he's got his cock out and he's rubbing it all over her clit and her cuntlips. She squirms and moans with ecstasy and desire her tits scraping along the ice cold truck lid nipples like rocks she is so horny now... he slides his cock hard into her cunt, juicing it up with her pussy juice and o god ogod ogod ooowwwww! she shrieks and bucks as he drills her tight ass with his cock. It hurts so much, yet she knows she is close to cumming... 

Now that he has her impaled on him, one hand grabs her hair and yanks her back toward him while the other hand reaches around, pinching and slapping her hot tits.. harder she thinks o please harder, you hurt me so good.... fuck my tight ass and punish my aching tits .. but she holds her tongue, in fear of the faceless attacker. Her stockings are slipping down her thighs and she is finding it hard to stand on her spiked heels she is shaking so badly. pussy juice drips down her thighs and she moans and grunts like an animal each time the cock impales her ass. Again, she imagines the attendant, his cock in hand, watching... Her ass is slowly relaxing, it still hurts, but the sensation just inside is incredible! She feels the first wave of her orgasm rolling toward her then oh! he shoots off his load into her ass! Pulling out, he squirts the rest of it all over the back of her ass and rubs it in.

Grabbing her again by the hair, not letting her climax, he picks her up with one hand and spins her around. He is wearing a stocking mask. She can see his eyes, hard and dark, leering at her nakedness. She looks at the ground. He throws her to her stockinged knees, hands still tied behind her and slaps her tits with his cock. He then shoves it at her mouth and she knows she must suck his shit and cum covered cock until it is clean. A dark hunger possesses her and she closes her eyes and devours him, licking every inch she can reach in her awkward position. He pinches and slaps her tits idly while she works, which only succeeds in making her more desperate for him to use her hard. She has had sex before but she has never felt this intensely hungry... and for a rapist!

Once his cock is cleaned and she has him hard again, he grabs her, again only by the hair and lifts her and shoves her backwards onto the trunk lid. her hand are behind her and it hurts to lie on them. He slaps her face hard and finally utters some words "spread for me slut, or get hurt worse!" She spreads her legs, still in their stilettos and stockings, as wide as she can, to reveal, to her shame, an engorged, dripping cunt just begging to be fucked.

He laughs at her, slaps the hungry cunt drawing a sharp moan from her, then plunges in and drills her, over and over, her, she bucking and panting beneath him until she explodes with orgasmic waves of violent pleasure. He cums soon after, this time the first load up her snatch and the second all over her tits.

She can barely move, she is so spent and satisfied. But he is not finished with her. "Up bitch!" he grabs her hair and propels her forward... she staggers forward tits dancing and jiggling, pussy still in full view under her hiked-up skirt. They head to the attendant booth where the attendant is standing, prick in hand. "On your knees bitch! Pay the man what you owe him and be quick, or he'll have your ass as well!" He didn't have to tell her twice, her ass was still swollen from his violent assault. Her tongue snaked out and licked the precum from the top of the attendant's prick. He sighed and pushed hard into her waiting mouth and grabbing the back of her head, fucked her throat until he shot his cum into her. She knew better than to spit it out, so she swallowed it all while her rapist looked on and laughed at her discomfort! 

"Up bitch" Again the hair. She staggered back to the car. "get in the passenger seat, get your lips on my cock and don't stop till I come 3 times. Understood?" She nodded, fell into the passenger seat, hands still useless behind her, got to her knees and was ready for him when he got in and started the engine. She was past the point of caring who he was or where they were going. She just wanted him to use her like that again and again. She felt so hungry for his abuse. No longer a high-powered office bitch, she was now a horny and compliant bondage fuck slut.



Stolen Away



Dear readers, 

This story was suggested to me by an exceptional artist named Anasheya. (Sounds like a beautiful girl to me so I'm going to refer to Anasheya as a she, but I've never asked.) She gave me quite a bit of input and I hope I've given her something to work with. Anasheya creates T-Girl art that speaks to my submissive soul and if you like my stories you will love her artwork. I'm sure Google will help you find some examples if you choose to look. This story is Anasheya's and she has plans to draw it as a manga...and I can't wait to see it. If you search the artist out, be sure to drop her a note and encourage her to move forward. 





Anna sneaked a glance at Jessy as he was concentrating on the contents of his stuff sack. She liked how he looked. He had pretty shoulder length black hair that he kept pulled back in a ponytail and blue eyes that smoldered with pent up sexuality. He had a slight build, some might call him skinny, but she preferred him that way, because when they wrestled she could usually pin him beneath her. Jessy was six years younger than Anna and that made it easy for her to control him and oh how she relished that control. 

Anna stepped up behind Jessy and slipped her arms around his waist. She kissed him on the neck as she pressed her body along his. When she saw the goose bumps on his arms she knew the effect she was having on him, because when he got goose bumps he also got a hard-on. She let her hand drift down his stomach and across his abdomen just enough to verify his erection only to pull it away again. Jessy groaned his disappointment when she pulled back, but Anna wasn't finished yet. Her hands found his nipples and through his shirt she began to tweak them and roll them between her fingers and thumbs. Jessy moaned and squirmed under her ministrations and Anna knew that if she kept this up he would cum very quickly. After all, she had been denying him an orgasm for three weeks now and he was more than ready to blow. 

They had been dating for several months now and she'd only allowed him two orgasms. Anna had learned about orgasm control on the internet not more than a week prior to meeting Jessy. When they met he had been so shy that Anna knew he would be an excellent candidate to try out her new found techniques. She would never date another man like her ex and have a drunken ass come home and take her without her consent. She was in control from now on. 

Jessy was whimpering and panting, so close to an orgasm that Anna could feel him shivering with anticipation. That's when a loud knock came on the door. From the other side Anna heard a voice call out.

"Anna! We're here to pick you up and get this party started! Give that young man a break and let him come up for some air!"

"Britney you're ten minutes early! Go away and come back then!" Anna gave Jessy's nipples one last tweak and a wet, sloppy kiss right in the crook of his neck before she whispered in his ear, "Don't you dare come. I'm expecting some big things from you in the tent this weekend. You may actually get to come inside me."

"Oh com'on Anna! Don't make us wait!" Britney called. Jessy shivered again as he tried to get a grip on his runaway libido. 

"I won't Anna. I promise I'll wait for you."

"I know you will." To the closed door she said, "Come on in Brit! It's open!" Anna had no more than stepped away from Jessy when the door popped open and Britney came strolling in. She glanced at Jessy and said,

"Looks like I wasn't too far off the mark."

A flushed Jessy turned away from the two women. He grabbed up two of the stuff sacks and turning to leave ran face first into two firm breasts. As he stumbled backwards strong hands grabbed him and kept him from falling. 

"Whoa there boy! Don't be falling over on me. Didn't mean to startle you, I was only trying to help with those stuff sacks!" If Jessy was embarrassed before he was mortified now. Here holding him up was a very tall black woman whose breasts he'd just inadvertently shoved his face into. She must have been at least six feet tall. Jessy and Anna were both pretty short which is why Anna thought they made such a nice match. This woman could easily rest her chin on his head. "Let me help you with those." Jessy nervously glanced up into her eyes but couldn't miss noticing on the way by that her nipples were showing through the thin fabric of her camisole top. She was definitely on high beam. He quickly looked back down at the floor and mumbled,

"Yea, sure, that would be great." And then he slipped past her and made for the door. The women watched him go and Britney said to Anna,

"He sure is cute when he's flustered and embarrassed."

"Yes he is. And I can't help taking advantage of that every chance I get."

"Oh I almost forgot my manners. Anna this is Tanya. She's going to hang out with us over the long weekend. She's new in town and I didn't want to see her sitting around her apartment so I thought I'd invite her along camping with us." Anna extended a hand. 

"It's nice to meet you Tanya."

"It's nice to meet you too. I'm sorry about Jessy. I really didn't mean to embarrass him like that."

"Don't worry. He'll be fine." Tanya chuckled and said,

"I'm sure he will be, but I have to agree with you two, he's damn cute when he's embarrassed."

They all laughed as Tanya hoisted up the other two stuff sacks and followed Jessy out the door. 

When Jessy got outside he walked into warm sunshine and there sitting at the curb was a fully restored turquoise and cream 23 Window VW Bus. It was lowered and had some very trick five spoke wheels. The rear door was open awaiting the luggage he was carrying so he headed in that direction. On his way Jessy recognized Mike from a recent party and called out to him. 

"Mike. How's it going?"

"Hey Jessy. Good to see you man." He turned and motioned to the guy hopping out of the driver's seat and coming around the front of the van, "This is Jeff 'Deek' Deekman. He owns the Bus and will be our driver as well as our co-partier this weekend. He's Britney's boyfriend." Deek raised a hand and said,

"Nice to meet you Dude. Here let me lighten the load for you." He took the sacks and put them in the back. Jessy was turning around to head back in for the rest of the stuff since he was pretty sure Tanya couldn't handle the heavy sacks by herself, when there she was right behind him. He pulled up just in time to keep his face from impacting with her boobs again, but it was such a close call that he still blushed as he ducked out of her way. Tanya flashed radiant white teeth at him and stepped by to give Deek one of the sacks she'd brought out. When she handed it over the weight of it surprised him and he had to work to catch it before it hit the ground. "Whoa! More to that sack than meets the eye! You're one strong girl!"

"Thanks Deek. You're so sweet to notice! I just didn't want poor Jessy here to hurt himself carrying these out." She stepped over to Jessy and felt his bicep appraisingly. "Could use a little work." It seemed impossible, but Jessy got even redder. "I'm just teasing with you!" She declared and gave him a pretty hard smack on the ass. They busted out laughing and Jessy wanted to crawl under the bus he was so embarrassed.

Deek gathered up the other sack and stowed it in the back of the bus just as the other two women were coming out. 

"Hi Mike!" Anna called out and as she got closer she gave him a quick hug. "It's good to see you again."

"It's good to see you too. I want to introduce you to my girlfriend Lynne. Lynne this is Anna. She's the one I was telling you about who's doing her master's thesis on the sexuality of Asian cultures." Anna shook hands with Lynne and specified,

"Actually I'm studying the time period around World War II." Lynne's obvious Asian decent prompted her to ask, "Did you have any family come from Asia around that time?" Lynne smirked,

"I have a very non-traditional Japanese Grandmother who has told me a lot about that time. I'm sure I can help you with your research."

"Really! That would be wonderful!"

"Dudettes, can we please load up the bus and get on the road? You can talk old school sex on the way." Deek hustled them toward the side doors and shooed them inside. Mike, Lynne and Tanya went to the back seat while Jessy and Anna took the middle seat. Brit sat up front. The group had no more than hit the highway when Anna began quizzing Lynne. Anna had to turn around pretty far in the seat to see her and it wasn't very comfortable. 

Tanya watched Jessy as Deek rolled the bus up the on ramp to the highway. She had to admit that she was quite taken by him. It seemed the more she watched him the worse she wanted him. Anna seemed nice enough, but Tanya felt like he needed a strong woman like her. It was obvious that Anna was in complete control of their relationship, and Tanya thought kudos to her for becoming the strong partner, but Tanya just knew she could take it to the next level. 

Less than an hour later Deek was pulling up to the fuel pumps at the Jiffy Fuel. Having left with only around a half a tank of gas they hadn't put many miles behind them yet. No one minded though, since a couple needed to pee and there are always those road trip snacks that need to be bought. They all piled out and Tanya hustled inside to the first available bathroom.

As soon as she closed and locked the door she slipped off her shorts and began to fantasize about Jessy. How adorable he would look on his knees in front of her. How delicious it would feel to grip him tightly and control him. How much fun it would be to bend him to her will and establish her own dominance over him. The fantasy had the desired effect and soon pleasure coursed through her body so intensely she couldn't quite muffle her grunts. From outside she heard,

"Tanya? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Just having to work a little too hard is all. Might need to buy some fiber or something." She heard a chuckle,

"You're not alone. Sometimes I suffer from the same problem."

Tanya thought that the voice sounded like Anna's and when she finished up and opened the door sure enough there stood Anna. Tanya smiled broadly and said,

"Next!" Anna returned the smile as she passed Tanya and closed the door. Tanya's eyes roved the store and quickly locked onto Jessy standing alone in the chip isle. She wandered over and pretended to look some snacks of her own. She made a couple of covert glances his way, but he seemed to be pretty engrossed as he read the back of a cheese waffle bag.

"So Jessy, Britney told me you're a lot younger than Anna and the rest of us."

"Yea, I suppose so. Anna's 25 and I'm 19."

"Do you like dating older women?"

"I don't know. Anna is the only one I've ever dated." Jessy was blushing again.

"Only older woman?"

"Only woman. I didn't date in high school."

"I'm guessing that you were pretty shy."

"Very. But I can really talk with Anna."

"That brings us back to the older woman thing. So...you do like them?" When Tanya asked this question she stepped up close enough to Jessy to brush her hard nipple against his shoulder as she ran her fingers through his pony tail. Jessy's face became a beacon of red and he began to shiver nervously. 

"Wwwwell...I like her confidence........and...and...and that she knows what she wants." Jessy swallowed hard and continued. "She's a...a...pretty strong willed woman." Tanya leaned in a little closer and the warmth of her breast spread onto his shoulder.

"I know what I want Jessy."

"I...uh...think...that...I...uh need to go..." Tanya slipped her hand around his waist and pulled Jessy back against her.

"Don't be in such a rush to leave. I've got some more questions. So, you like strong willed women. Strong willed can mean bossy. Does that mean you like being told what to do?" Jessy couldn't possibly have blushed anymore so he looked at the floor as he replied.

"I don't mind doing what she asks."

"So she controls the relationship, it's on her terms."

"Yyyyes." He was quite for a few seconds. "But aren't...um...most relationships on the...uh...woman's terms?"

"All the good ones are. I guess she controls when you two have sex as well?" 

"I really need to go. I've got to get some drinks." He pulled out of Tanya's grip and as she watched him walk away she couldn't help noticing how nice his butt looked. As she turned back to her own selection she smiled with the knowledge that she understood Jessy a little better now.

Back on the Bus

They all wandered around in search of snacks and drinks and after about twenty minutes they were gathered up and ready to reload. As Tanya was getting ready to crawl to the back seat Anna stopped her and asked,

"Would you mind sitting with Jessy? I need to talk with Lynne some more and turning around is killing my neck."

"Not at all! Whatever is easiest for you honey." It was all Tanya could do to keep a maniacal grin from her face as she slipped into Anna's seat and Anna took hers. Everyone finished loading up and Jessy crawled in beside Tanya. Deek fired up the bus and headed back out to the highway.

"So. It looks like you're stuck with me for a while."

"Well, Anna needs to take advantage of her time with Lynne."

"Yea they seem to be doing a lot of talking. I hope Anna's getting what she needs."

"I think she is. So what do you do at the clinic?"

"Nothing exciting. I work in statistics. I don't want to bore you with the details so let's talk about you."

"Me? Why me?"

"Because I think you're cute and I enjoy watching you with Anna. You two make an adorable couple. I love how you look at her and touch her."

"Umm...thank you?" Tanya laughed and said, 

"I'm embarrassing you again aren't I. I'm sorry, I just thought you might like to know that someone noticed how cute you two are together."

"Well, I guess the thought that someone should notice or even care never crossed my mind. "

"And why would it? I think most people don't have any clue when someone's watching them interact with a mate. Of course no longer than I've been watching I think you are submitting to Anna. I think you have willingly given yourself to her." Jessy's eyes went wide.

"What makes you think that?"

"I can see it in how you interact. It's obvious to everyone that she's in charge even if somehow you two don't realize it. But hey, that's totally cool with me. Like I said before, I think it's the basis for a good relationship."

Jessy was unsure how to respond. How had she so quickly understood his relationship with Anna? It was as if she was tuned into that sort of stuff. Finally he found his voice and asked,

"Why do you think that's the basis for a good relationship?"

"Well...I think that some men tend to dismiss women. See them as fun at parties and stuff, but not take them too serious. I think that the relationships where a man puts his woman on a pedestal and worships her last longer and are more fulfilling. The woman who knows how to accept a submissive man for the gift that he is will take control of him and insure his happiness. So their focus on each other's happiness naturally brings peace and tranquility to the relationship." 

"I guess I never thought of it that way...but it kinda makes sense."

After that they spent the next couple of hours chatting about more mundane things like books, music, movies and anything else that popped into their heads. Jessy noticed that Tanya was very free with her body. For starters her long smooth leg was relaxing against his before they even made it to the highway and she was quick to touch him any chance she got. As she told him a sad story about losing her puppy Fred when she was little she held his hand so long he was afraid Anna would get pissed. He glanced back at Anna to see if she was noticing, but she was completely engrossed in her conversation with Lynne. Tanya would listen very intently while he was talking and at one point even turned toward Jessy in her seat. When she did this she put one hand on his thigh and the other along the back of the seat where it could lay against his shoulder blade. As the conversation lingered on her hand crept up his thigh while her fingers traced little designs on his back. Jesse was so uncomfortable he was starting to stutter a little when he talked. Anna recognized this as something Jessy did when he was nervous so she looked away from Lynne to see what was up. Instantly she could see how Tanya was making him nervous. She suppressed a grin and turned back to Lynne knowing he would rather die than be with another woman. She was confident there was nothing to worry about. 

Time passed and the fuel gage on the bus began to press on the E. So the small group stopped to fill the bus and empty their bladders. Inside the store Jessy pulled Anna aside. 

"Will you sit with me the rest of the trip?"

"Oh Jessy, I'm getting so much done. Lynne is a wealth of knowledge and she's going to introduce me to her grandmother who has even more information. I promise I'll ride all the way home with you. Okay?"

"Yea...sure, that's fine."

"What's wrong, don't you like sitting with a tall beautiful black woman? She's very pretty and I think she's crushing on you." Anna smirked.

"That's not funny. You know I only want you."

"Yes, I know. And I think it's exceedingly sweet!" Anna leaned in and kissed Jessy on the lips. It was a kiss that lingered and gave Tanya who could just see them from a row over plenty of time to get a little jealous. Before she was caught staring she grabbed some Combos and headed back out to the van. She took her place back with Jessy and waited to see what would happen. When everyone came out she could see the dismay on Jessy's face even though he tried to hide it. As Anna was getting in Tanya said,

"I'm sorry Anna, I didn't even ask if you still wanted to sit back there with Lynne. Here I can move."

"No problem Tanya. I do need to sit back here with Lynne for a while longer. I guess we'll just have to share Jessy this weekend!" Anna said this with the confidence of a woman who knows she is the apple in her man's eye and has zero intentions of actually sharing, but Tanya chose a more literal interpretation. When it came time for Jessy to get in, Tanya patted the seat beside her and tipped him a wink as she said,

"Anna says we're going to share you." Jessy tried to put on a happy face.

"Lucky me."

"You have no idea."

The plan was that they were going to drive through the night to get to the campground in the morning. Darkness fell on the happy little bus as its inhabitants began to snuggle in to get what shut eye they could. Tanya leaned over against the window and pretended to fall asleep. She was hoping that Anna would see her sleeping and not want to switch places with her. Less than twenty minutes later she heard Anna say to Jessy, "No don't wake her. We have all weekend to sleep together. Try to get some rest." She heard Anna kiss Jessy and then try to get comfortable. In a few minutes it sounded like everyone was snoozing except Deekman who had put in some ear buds so he could listen to music without disturbing his cargo. 

As Tanya pretended to sleep she thought about the penis that was stuffed into her panties and schemed on a way to get it into Jessy. Tanya didn't think that Jessy had any hint of the secret she was hiding in her shorts and that was going to make it all the more exciting when she revealed it to him. She considered several different scenarios, but discarded them as she realized that she couldn't get in his nicely shaped butt because it would make way too much noise. But if she could get his face in her lap...about that time something very fortuitous happened. Jessy, who had evidently fallen asleep, slid over against Tanya's side. His face was against the side of her breast, a place that would have him blushing like crazy if he was awake. She let him lay there awhile before she nudged him so that he slid over her breasts and into her lap. 




Stolen Away



Tanya's penis was growing fast as she pulled her shorts off to the side to release it along the inside of her thigh. It was all she could do to control her breathing while her cock drew nearer and nearer to its heavenly destination. But there was a problem, Jessy was lying mostly on his back and she needed him to roll toward her. Everything seemed to be going her way so she gently gripped his shoulder and pulled him to make him roll toward her. He didn't budge. Tanya tried again. Still nothing. Then she struck on an idea. She pulled on his shoulder and softly said, "Roll over Jessy, you're snoring." That did the trick and he even mumbled, 

"Sorry Anna." 

Now Jessy was where she could feel his warm breath on her prick and Tanya was panting and shaking with the anticipation of what was about to happen. Quick as a cat she pinched his jaws, forced his mouth open and pulled it over her cock. Jessy's eyes popped open and his hand came to her stomach. When he tried to push away from her she clamped down with all of her strength. She bent down and in a hushed tone said,

"If you fight and struggle everyone in the bus is going to know that you have my dick in your mouth. You don't want that do you?" Tanya pulled Jessy's hair hard till he stopped struggling and held still. Tanya could feel him panting through his nose like a trapped animal. Then he started to bite down on her. Tanya pulled his hair harder and said, "If you bite me you'll be in the same boat and how would Anna feel about you having my cock in your mouth. Maybe she'd wonder if you actually liked it or if you might secretly be gay and if that is why you didn't date in high school. Or if she bought your story that I forced you to do this imagine the look of disgust in her eyes as she's telling you it's alright, you couldn't help it. Do you really want to see that look?" Jessy eased up on the teeth and Tanya knew she had won. 

Jessy's mind was reeling with the situation. He was so humiliated and yet he could easily imagine how Anna, the love of his life, would look at him. She might not be disgusted, but she'd surely pity him and that was a look he never wanted to see. In the dim light he could see the curve of Tanya's breasts and above them her face. She looked smugly in control, which was precisely what she was. Jessy could feel his face burning red with embarrassment. Tanya pulled his face closer to her, filling his mouth and nearing the back of his throat. Jessy watched her eye lids droop as the ecstasy filled her. 

"This isn't going to take very long. I've been watching you all day and I'm so jacked up it's all I can do to hold back, but I still don't want it to be over too soon. I want it to last as long as I can hold out. I like being in you Jessy. I want to be all the way inside you, but that will have to wait."

Tanya was big in his mouth and his jaws were already aching. She pulled his face to her then pushed it back as she slowly fucked her cock with his mouth. Her eyes were heavy lidded with pleasure, but they never completely closed. It had only been about five minutes, even though to Jessy it seemed like hours and just when he was beginning to worry that someone would wake up and see his predicament, it happened. Tanya's grip became tighter and she bent over his head in her lap and hissed. 

"Swallow! Swallow all of it! You don't want anyone asking questions!" The head of her cock was near the back of his throat and her breasts were pressed against the side of his face. Her first squirt caught him by surprise. He tried to swallow, but couldn't quite get it and made a loud 'glumping' sound. She shot into his throat a few more times and let go of his head. Deek pulled out one of his earbuds and asked,

"Is everything alright?" Tanya answered smoothly.

"Yea, I think Jessy must be having some kind of nightmare. He's been making some funny sounds."

"Poor Dude. We'll be stopping for gas at the next exit. Maybe a cup of hot coffee will set him right."

"I'm sure it will." Tanya said with a smile and wink at Jessy who still had her cock in his mouth. "I'll even buy it for him." 

Jessy pulled out of Tanya's lap after a few seconds and sat up in his seat as far away from Tanya as he could get. Deek saw him wipe his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Are you okay Dude?"

"I'm fine." Jessy said shortly.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to pry. Tanya said she thought you might be having a nightmare since you were making some funny noises. We'll be stopping soon and she said she's going to buy you a cup of coffee. That's pretty nice of her." Tanya smiled at Jessy as she tucked her deflating penis back into her shorts.

"Just great." 

"Here's an exit. Just in time." Deekman steered the bus off the highway looking for a fuel station as Jessy tried to wrap his mind around what had just happened while the taste of Tanya's cum lingered in his mouth.





More in the Store

When they got to the fuel station only Tanya and Jessy got out and went inside. Jessy went directly into the men's room and closed and locked the door. As he feared the handle rattled only seconds after he engaged the lock. From the other side Tanya's voice said.

"Jessy? Are you alright?" Under the concern in her voice Jessy could hear the smug satisfaction of a conquest realized. 

"I'm fine. Go away and leave me alone."

"Okay, but you can't stay in there all night. You'll have to come out sooner or later." 

He heard steps fading away from the door so he turned and putting his mouth to the faucet started desperately trying to flush the taste of Tanya's cum from his mouth. It helped, but didn't cure the problem, so he finally gave up and plopped onto the toilet seat. He put his head in his hands as if to hold it still from all of the images flitting around inside it. He could still see her face floating in the semi-darkness above him as she forced his mouth down over her cock again and again. Her eyelids were heavy with lust and pleasure while she used him until finally she leaned forward to press her firm breasts against his face as she came in his mouth. He was furious she had done that to him. She? How could he really call her a 'she'? Tanya looked like a girl, but that didn't mean she was one. But as he thought about her as a girl, taking him like that...so forceful and controlling...he noticed that his own penis was hard in his pants. That made him even more furious and embarrassed. He shouldn't be reacting like this, didn't want to react like this, yet Anna had him so horny that it he couldn't help it. 

Jessy stood up and took a piss into the toilet. He flushed and washed his hands and face. When he was finished he looked in the mirror. He looked drawn and tired, but other than that no different. He felt like what had happened to him would be burnt into his forehead. He tossed the paper towel he dried his hands with into the waste can and pulled the door open. 

Tanya was leaning in the doorway so close that he jumped backwards when he saw her. 

"What the....!"

"I have that coffee I promised you." She stretched her cup filled hand out to him. 

"I don't want anything else from you." 

Tanya took a step into the restroom with him and when he backed up some more he let go of the door. Tanya stepped aside as it swung shut with a solid thunk and a click followed as her free hand pushed the button in the handle, locking the door. 

"Well now. Isn't this an interesting situation. You don't want anything else from me and yet I desperately want to share something with you and even leave a little something right there." The back of Tanya's free hand caressed down over his abdomen as she closed the space between them. Jessy's back was in the corner and there wasn't anywhere for him to go. 

"Get away from me or I'll...I'll..."

"You'll what? Scream? Yell? What exactly do you plan on doing Jessy? By the time they break open the door I'll have my clothes ripped and they'll think you're raping me. And don't you worry...I'm a very good actress. When I'm finished even Anna will believe that you're some rapist monster. You need to understand. I'm the girl. They'll believe me first. All of which pretty much puts me in control."

Tanya ran her free hand up over his hip and along his thin chest. She stepped in closer and bent down to kiss his cheek. He turned his head away with a grimace. She dropped the coffee into the waste can to free up her other hand and with it she grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to hers. Her full pink lips easily covered his. She kissed him softly at first, but it was like kissing a mannequin. Tanya didn't find that too exciting so she exerted more pressure and in a few moments her thick tongue pushed through his lips to his teeth. She squeezed his jaw with her other hand to force his mouth open and pushed her tongue inside. Once inside his mouth she began to ravage him. She thrashed her tongue and gripped his ass all the while grinding her body against him. Jessy squirmed and struggled, but she handled him as easily as if he were an unruly child. She ground her breasts into his neck and chest while lower down she pressed her cock filled crotch against his stomach. Her thigh found his crotch and when it did she realized that he was hard. She pulled her mouth from his as she rubbed her silky thigh against his covered penis.

"Oh, so you do like it after all. I think you like it rough too, and deep down inside you want me to take you and make you mine. You may love Anna, but you're helpless to resist me." Her big hand slid behind his head as she kissed his neck. "You want this. You want a strong woman like me to dominate you in ways you've never dreamed of till now."

"No. Please no! Tanya I love Anna! Don't do this to me!" He pleaded.

"Jessy, I'm going to pull down your shorts and turn you around and then I'm going to lube up my eager prick to push deep into you. We don't have much time because I'm pretty sure Deek is finished fueling up the van."

Tanya unbuckled his belt and shorts and let them drop to the floor. Her big soft hand squeezed his hard penis and stroked him a couple of times. He whimpered and made a feeble attempt to push her hand away.

"You're hung pretty well for such a short guy. Not that it matters to me, cause I'm only interested in how good you're going to make me feel once you're wrapped around my thick girl cock." She started to turn him around and he struggled till she thumped him hard into the corner. "I know you want to struggle to appease your pride, but it's in your best interest to let this happen quickly." With that she rubbed a dollop of KY over the head of her prick and then put a hand on his hip as she placed her now slippery cock between his ass cheeks. "Can you imagine that a little store like this would have KY on the shelves? I'd say that's a good thing for you or right now you'd be hoping that my spit was enough to do the job." With that she pushed the tip of her cock into his sphincter and then steadily pushed until the head was inside him. The horror of what was happening eclipsed the pain he felt from her invasion of his body.

"Ugh...Tanya, Tanya please don't! Please...please, what about Anna? I love her Tanya." Tanya pushed and more of her throbbing cock slid into Jessy.

"Oh, I know baby. That look of love in your eyes is what made me so hot to be inside you." She pushed again, forcing him deeper into the corner and then slid both hands down onto his ass cheeks. She gripped them and spread them wide as she buried her cock in him as far as possible. Jessy gasped and grunted as Tanya began to grind against him. She bent down till her mouth was by his ear and he could hear her heavy breathing as well as feel it on the side of his neck. "Oh baby. Oh Jessy. Oh how sweet and tight your ass feels, so damn fine! I'm taking you Jessy, I'm making your deepest darkest desires come true. I'm treating you the way you need to be treated by Anna, but she can't do this to you. Only..I ugh, ugh...can...ugh...do...this! Ugh...Ugh...UGH!" 

Jessy felt her body go rigid as the first shot of her cum squirted into him. A spasm followed with each successive shot until she was fully spent inside him. She kissed his neck when she was finished. The nipples of her modest breasts poked into his back, but he could only focus on the part of her that was filling his ass. Her hand slipped around to grip his penis, some of the KY was still on it and she stroked him while she stayed deep in his ass. It only took a few strokes and his body betrayed him.

"Oh Tanya!" He whispered, "Please don't...please don't...ugh, ugh, ugh, UGH!" His cock exploded. All of his pent up sexual frustration spraying into the corner. Tanya could feel his sphincter squeeze her cock with each convulsion as his balls pumped their resistance onto the wall. Tanya gave a contented groan and whispered in his ear,

"There now baby, wasn't that fun? They call that a quickie by the way. Next time I hope it will be a longie." She chuckled as she pulled out to leave him panting in the corner. Jessy heard water running and when he looked over his shoulder she was standing over the toilet pissing into the bowl. When she was finished she stepped over to the sink and proceeded to wash her cock and hands. By the time she was finished drying off her penis was limp. She tucked it away in her shorts and anyone looking at her would never be the wiser. "You better get cleaned up and I'll meet you in the van." Tanya patted his naked butt cheek as she slipped past him out the door. 

Sometime later Jessy climbed into the van to sit delicately beside Tanya. He couldn't look at her and just being near her again made him feel queasy inside. He wasn't sure if it was a good feeling or a bad one. 

"Dude I was starting to worry about you, but Tanya said she gave you something to make you feel better and that you'd be out soon so I let it go. Are you okay?"

"Sure Deek. I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Let's get going I don't want to hold up the trip any longer."

As Jessy settled in Tanya's hand slipped over to rest on his shoulder and grip him possessively. 





At the Campground

Tanya touched Jessy every time he came within reach. So he found himself going out of his way to avoid her. If she was near the fire he went to the tent. If she went on a hike he stayed back at camp. It worked most of the time, but nothing is perfect. 

Jessy tried to forget the trip up and concentrate on Anna. For a while it even worked. Touching Anna seemed to be a balm to his raw and abused senses. At least his ass didn't feel stretched any longer. However there was a problem. As Anna played her usual game of dominating him he had to force his reactions to her. Her control seemed so contrived now. He knew what it was to be dominated and forced to submit to a woman's will and Anna couldn't really do that to him. He'd never before considered her anything but in control and she still was, just not in a way that excited him as much. What was he missing? He couldn't be wanting Tanya, could he? His mind flashed back to her cock in his mouth in the bus, then her taking him in the men's room. In seconds his penis was hard and dread lay like ice in his belly. No! He told himself. No I refuse to like that! Anna could tell something was wrong and the morning of their last day at camp she finally came out and asked him,

"What's wrong Jessy? You've been acting weird ever since we got here. Are you mad at me for not sitting with you on the way up or is it something else?" Jessy looked at her and knew in the very fabric of his being that he loved her, but didn't know how to answer the question. He looked away and said,

"Everything's fine. I'm just not sleeping well is all."

"Bullshit." He looked back at her and tried to look surprised.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm calling bullshit. Usually when I touch you you're erect and shaking after only a few minutes. Since the ride up you've been loving, but not as attentive as I've come to expect. You've had an orgasm haven't you?" Jessy flashed to his cum sliding down the corner of the restroom wall while Tanya's ran down the back of his legs.

"No, I haven't. When would I have had the time to do that?"

"I don't know, but I know you're lying to me right now. Get out of the tent and when you're ready to tell me the truth you can come back."

"Anna I'm not..." She held up her hand for him to stop and pointed to the zippered tent flap. In a huff he unzipped the flap, stumbled out and took off into the woods.

Through the woods about a quarter of a mile there was a nice sized lake with a big sandy beach. There the campers could relax and soak in the summer sun. Of course that place was packed, but if you went another quarter of a mile there was a cliff section in a cove that was isolated and quiet. That was where Jessy was heading. Dark green trees made a thick canopy over his head and only allowed enough sunlight through to dapple the forest floor. The smell of earth filled his nose as he moved under the giant trees, but he was oblivious to his surroundings as he sulked along the trail like a scolded child. 

It took about twenty minutes for Jessy to hike to the cove. It was kind of L shaped so you couldn't even see back into it from the main lake and the inlet was too shallow for boats. The main area had been a quarry where granite had been mined so the water got really deep at the back of the cove. The miners had taken away a big chunk of a hill that was beside the lake and followed the vein down into the ground leaving the edge of the quarry about thirty feet above the waterline. Over fifty years ago a flood raised the level of the lake enough to wash out the thin section separating it from the quarry and filled the quarry with water. When Jessy arrived he stopped at the top of the edge and sat down. He sat there in silence throwing pebbles into the deep blue water below and imagined the ripples were the echoes of the thoughts in his tumultuous mind. 

He knew he loved Anna and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. But since Tanya had forced her way into his life, not to mention other places, he was confused. He remembered how it felt to have her gripping him so wantonly. Her hard cock evidence of how desperately she wanted him. With Anna it seemed like he had to suffer and bust his ass just to get her to allow him to touch her. He wanted her and was willing to wait for her, but was it so wrong for him to desire to be wanted in return? These thoughts and others chased around inside his head like children's tops. Spinning around and bouncing together and apart. He was so lost in his own head he didn't hear her behind him till she sat down with a leg on either side of his. He was startled when he realized it was Tanya. Her long black legs were warm against his and her arms slid around his waist to pull him against her. In his heart he wondered if he had known it would be her all along and he could already feel her growing against him. What she said surprised him.

"I'm sorry Jessy. I didn't want to cause problems between you and Anna, but I had to. You see, you're mine now. I'm stealing you away from Anna. I had hoped you would simply fall for me and tell her so, but I guess that you still feel for her even though she will never satisfy you like I will." Tanya leaned down and kissed his neck. The warmth of her lips spread along his body and goose bumps rose on his legs and arms. He could feel her breasts against his back and her now fully erect penis pushing against his butt. In his stomach he could feel the excited butterflies of impending taboo actions begin to flutter. He knew he shouldn't want this. He knew he should get up and leave. He also knew that he wouldn't leave because he was under Tanya's spell. Her mouth opened and her tongue moved against his neck causing another wave of goose bumps. Her hands were moving along his sides and rubbing his nipples. She pinched them and the familiar electric shock of pain and pleasure shot through his body. His own penis was hard when her hand found it and began to rub it through his shorts. 




Stolen Away



"You want me Jessy. Your body is already mine, you just need to quit fighting it and give yourself over to me. I am everything you need. I will own you and cherish you. Control you and want you. Use you and love you. I will be your world and you will be content and happy beyond anything you've ever known." Tanya pulled his head around and covered his mouth with hers. It felt so good to be wanted that Jessy gave in to her kiss. 

They kissed like that for a while then Tanya got up and pulled him to his feet. Her cock made quite the bulge in her shorts as she pulled him to the edge of the trail where some soft moss was growing and pushed him to his knees. She undid her shorts and dropped them to the ground, releasing her impressive penis. She grabbed his head and shoved it into his face, squeezing his jaws to force them open. She wanted him to feel taken, knew it was what he needed and what would make him completely hers. As her cock slid to the back of his throat she held him there enjoying his sweet warmth and his slow embracing of her dominance. Several days ago in the bus she'd had to force him to let her stay in his mouth, now he tolerated her turgid womanhood without struggling. Thick and throbbing she filled his mouth with her lust, but when he looked up he noticed that she was looking back down the trail. He tried to turn his head, but she pulled him back to the task at hand and flashed him a bright smile.

"Don't worry about the trail. Just focus on making me feel good." Jessy's hands were on her thighs as he did his best to swallow her. Her hips kept a constant rhythm of short thrusts causing her balls to bump into his chin as she humped his mouth. He lost track of time. His entire world shrunk to the point where her cock filled his mouth. Tanya grabbed his arms and pulling him to his feet said,

"As wonderful as that feels I really want to cum in your tight little ass again. Take off your shorts and get on all fours. Since we're in the woods I think it's appropriate for us to do it like animals." Jessy wasn't happy, or at least he didn't think so, but he was trapped by this dominant woman. "Come on Jessy! Quit stalling. You know I'm going to have you one way or another." After a few seconds of hesitation he dropped his shorts, turned toward the trail and got down on his hands and knees in the soft moss. 

Tanya knelt behind Jessy, admiring his round little ass with caresses as she worked up some spit. Once she had enough she bent forward and tongued it into his ass even though her cock was still slippery from his mouth. She moved up behind Jessy and in one slow steady stroke pushed her aching cock fully into his ass. For the first time he could focus on the sensations of the tip stretching him open and the shaft pushing into him. It made him feel small and insignificant to have this woman enter him for her pleasure. This was an old feeling he knew from his submission to Anna, but in a whole new way. This made his submissive nature vibrate and sing within him as if her cock was the bow and his body the violin. 

"Oh baby! I've been waiting all weekend to get back inside you! You like it too. You know you do. You've been thinking of me taking you every time Anna touches you. Haven't you?" Jessy was astonished at how having her inside him made him feel. "Haven't you?! I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you say you want me inside you!" Jessy finally stammers out a weak,

"I want you in me Tanya."

"You can do better than that!" Tanya was pounding his ass with deep strong strokes that shook his whole body. Riding him like some stallion intent on spreading its seed into an unwilling mare. Her arms controlled him and held him in place for her pleasure. "Say it! I'm so close to cumming! Say it and I'll shoot my load into you!" 

The part of Jessy that still clung to Anna wanted this over, but another part, a growing part, wanted it to last. That part was starting to whisper to him about how good it felt to be wanted. How nice it felt to have her gripping him tightly as she neared her orgasm. How incredible it felt to be so full of her. Suddenly that part of him spoke out,

"I want you Tanya! I want to feel you deep inside me! Please cum in me!" As if on cue Anna stepped from behind one of the bigger trees less than thirty feet away, tears streaming down her face. Jessy felt something break inside him as he looked into her eyes. He mouthed two words, "I'm sorry." Tanya grabbed his pony tail in one hand and his chin in the other as she pointed his face toward Anna and said,

"That's right Jessy. She's been watching the whole time!" Tanya released his head to grab his hips and bury herself in him as she exploded.

"Oh yea baby! Ugh! Oh God this is the best! Ugh! UGH! UUUUGH! He's mine Anna! He's all mine! I just shot a huge load in his ass and you heard him telling me he wanted it. Now he's going to shoot his load with me in him!" Anna strode over to stand before Jessy. With all the strength she could muster she slapped him hard in the face. 

"Go ahead Jessy. Cum. Cum for Tanya. You belong to her now you sniveling little piece of..." She sobbed, covered her face and ran back into the woods toward camp. 

"Yea baby! You heard her...cum for me!" Tanya's hand gripped his cock and pumped it. Jessy's head was reeling. His cheek was aflame with Anna's hand print and he felt completely debased. But the pleasure he was feeling from Tanya's cock in his ass and a submissive's deep need to be used pushed him over the edge. With a huge grunt Jessy sprayed his cum into the moss where it mixed with his tears.



Back at Camp

Tanya came in Jessy several more times before the started back toward camp. By the time they got there Anna was gone and so was everyone else. That didn't really surprise him, after all they had been Anna's friends. He could only imagine their reaction to Anna's arrival and her explanation for their sudden need to leave. 

Jessy was feeling pretty down about how things had turned out with Anna. He moped around the camp site as Tanya broke down her tent and when she was finished she sat on the picnic table beside him.

"This is for the best. I was going to have you no matter what."

"I know, but I still feel bad about hurting Anna."

"I don't. She was never going to dominate you properly. You're going to be much happier beneath me." When he looked over at her she moved in and kissed him long and hard. After the kiss he asked,

"So how are we getting home?"

"I called a friend on my cell before I followed you into the woods. They should be here in a few hours."

"Before you followed me?"

"Yea. I told Anna I was going after you to steal you away from her. She said she didn't believe I could do that, but I guess she wasn't as positive about it as she sounded. Either way I knew I was taking you home with me." Jessy shook his head in amazement. 

"You're pretty confident."

"Honey, you've been mine since that first load of cum I shot in your mouth. And speaking of cum, I'm ready for you to show me some more of your oral skills. We've got some time to kill till my friend gets here and then a long ride home. I think you're going to be pretty tired by the time we get to my place." 

"What's up with the friend? I thought you were new in town?"

"Oh this is a friend outside of work. I met her before I started the new job and met Brit. She's a lot like me, I...uh...think you'll like her." Tanya said with a smirk.

"A lot like you?"

"Yes. That's what I just said. Now enough talk, time for you to get to work." Tanya pointed to the growing bulge in her shorts.

Jessy looked at the smooth black skin and long legs of the woman beside him. She was a beauty and even hornier than he was. Could he really belong to her? Did he even want to? What would it be like to be with a woman like this day after day? As his mind tried to come to grips with these questions he bent over and unzipped Tanya's shorts. 



Stolen by Darkness



A soft scream left her lips as she sat up. The sound ended as abruptly as it had started. There had been no nightmare, no touch, and no threat. What she did feel was a strange uneasy feeling that she couldn't understand until her eyes roamed over the room. Nothing about it was familiar, nothing was hers. She had no idea where she was.

Andraya gazed at her surroundings. The room was massive, bigger than the entire width of her small home. The colors were darker; a sleeker look that made the room seem smaller than it should be. She only then felt the soft satin sheets under her, covering the plush, dreamy soft mattress. It all spoke money.

When she stood to explore, only then did she realize she was without clothing. Heat touched her cheeks and she pulled the sheet off the bed, wrapping it around her body. If she was home or with someone she trusted, she would not be so embarrassed. She was proud of her looks. Tall, full curves, waist long black hair, moonlight pale skin, and a flat stomach.

Being here, in a strange place, she felt very exposed and needed to feel some comfort where little would be found. Covered, she started exploring the room. Despite the uncomfortable feeling, the strangeness of the room, it never occurred to her to go right for the door, to run. 

It was while she was staring at a picture that the sound of the door opening caught her attention. Clutching the satin sheet close to her body, she turned to see him enter. The mere sight of him stole the air from her body and caused things inside her to stir that no man had affected in such a way since she was a teenager and her hormones were new.

The grace of his walk, the way every one of his movements was perfect. No wasted energy in his body, every movement having a purpose, drawing the eye, making her thoughts stray from fear. Although, the strangest thing, the most appealing thing, was how dark he was.

Everything from the color of his hair, to the color of his skin, and even his eyes, were black. His body was naked, all six feet and seven inches of his pitch black skin completely bare. The skin was stretched like fine cloth over dense but lean muscle. His impressive body was framed by a waterfall of silk-like hair that was only a shade darker than his skin. It brushed his knees as he walked.

Even seeing his entire body bare, what she could not look away from was his eyes. Cat like pupils were surrounded by three irises, each layer lighter than the last. She was mesmerized, staring into his eyes. It was as if his pupils were absolute black, and someone put a drop of white into each layer after. 

While she stared at the eyes of the man that had likely kidnapped her, awe-struck, she did not notice him advancing on her. His steps were silent, the light dancing in his eyes with colors that shouldn't have been there. The light that entered his eyes came out in shades of blue and purple, the colors of darkness. Still she didn't notice that he was within arm's length.

The man before her reached out as if to touch her. His hand was inches from her pale face before she tore away; finally snapping out of the trance she was in. A scream left her throat and she stumbled back. The sheet slipped from her grasp as she reached out behind her and grasped the dresser to steady herself. Her voice was soft, a little hesitant, but without doubt. "Don't touch me."

When the soft, but firm command left her lips, the colors dancing in his eyes faded, and his gaze grew cold. His steps still silent, he stalked to her, pressed her to the dresser and molded the absolute black of his skin against the pale flesh of her warm body. 

This close, they could feel every minor detail of the body pressed to theirs. The warmth radiating from the core, mingling in the non-existent space between their bodies. The soft mounds of her breasts pressed flat against the firm muscles of his sculpted chest. Every strong beat of racing hearts, one fuel with fear, the other lust. Long silk soft hair that brushed her body in places not even her own hair had ever touched. And the sensation that sent shivers up her body. The warm length of what made him a man pressed against her stomach, the base of which brushed her soft center where no man had dared touch before. All so intense she nearly forgot to reject this man from her arms.

As the thought returned to her mind, and she opened her mouth to protest, the heat of his mouth closed over hers. The kiss was so hot, so full of lust; it tore the air from her lungs, the protest from her mind, and the struggle from her limps. Her delicate hands went over his shoulders, over the back of his neck, and dove into the luscious hair at the base of his skull. The feel of his hair between her fingers, and not the heated kiss, was what drew a ragged moan from her body, the one sensation strong enough to push her over the edge and let him take her body.

Once she relaxed her body and wrapped herself around him, she felt his arms go around her waist, locking her against his body. Her breathing hitched as his strong hands found the tight, soft curve of her ass and his fingers dug into the soft flesh there. The strong grip on her backside allowed him to lift her off her feet, and sit her on his hips, only the tip of his length caught between their bodies. She couldn't help but think that if he had lifted her an inch higher, he would have slipped from between their bodies and into hers. 

The weight of his frame lay heavy on her as they lowered to the bed. All thoughts of resisting him gone, Andraya's leg wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer. She could feel the firm shaft of his member pressed so firmly to her center. She could not bring herself to call it a cock, not even in her mind, for until it was used like one, it would remain unnamed. Still, as she felt every ridge, the curve of it, pressed so firmly to her, she held no doubt of its.....usefulness.

A soft cry left her body and entered his mouth as he started to grind his hips into her. The solid length of his manhood pressing deep between her lips, deeper then even her fingers dared to go, the pleasure between their heated kiss and his lewd movements between her legs driving her into heights she hadn't known existed. A dark thought entered her mind then and at that moment she wanted nothing more than for him to enter her, let her feel more. 

Deaf to her desires, or uncaring, he ground himself deeper into her, pushing himself as deep into her as he could without actually entering her body. A cry that could be called a scream ripped its way out of her body and her back bowed as the tip of his length found a place she had only touched once. A cluster of nerves so powerful, it actually scared her.

With her mouth to far, her cries too constant, she felt his mouth drift lower. With his unrelenting hips between her legs, there was nothing she could do as the warmth of his mouth traced over the swell of her breast, soft lips caressing her pale skin. When those lips found their target and opened to unleash his tongue on her dark nipple, all she could do was writhe in pleasure.

A pressure build low in her body, causing parts of her to tighten and other's to dampen. She had felt nothing like this, nothing close enough to even compare. Even closed, she could tell when her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Numb with pleasure, she could still feel her toes curl, pressing her heels into his thighs. And then it hit her like a crashing wave of glowing sunlight.

Andraya's cries of pleasure grew silent. Her throat was sore, her entire body locked up by intense pleasure. Her body was numb to everything but pleasure and the feeling of his body on hers. But none of this was the cause. It was the sheer depth of the pleasure that had washed over her that stole her voice, robbed her body of air. In that moment, not a part of her mind cared if she would ever breathe again.

When the blinding pleasure started to fade and her body was hers again, it took little time to realize no one was laying over her. When her bright green eyes opened, she saw the bed was empty. She lifted her gaze and there he was, standing half way to the door. His hips were glistening with the same slickness that coated her thighs.

As silent as when he entered, with not a single word spoken, he turned and left the room. She scrambled off the bed and collapsed when her legs would not hold her. Refusing to stoop low enough to reach toward the door, she simply watched the sweep of his hair vanish through the closing crack of the door. Her body flinched when she heard the lock slide into place. 

No matter how hard she tried, she only had one thought. One thought that scared her more than anything that had happened that night. Scared her enough to never say it out loud for fear of what might come of it. 'Was it rape if I am willing to beg for more?'