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The Kidnapped

By: EvaStJohn



Eve & I married 5 years ago and are now both 30. Eve is a gorgeous, petite 5'.0" tall bisexual bombshell with dark hair, a slender, well muscled body and hard little tits with upward pointing nipples. I am a slim 5.8, bi curious and a closet transvestite and when Eve has spent 20 minutes on my appearance I can and do pass for a woman - apart from my voice that is. We were seeking something different to keep our love life on the boil.

Part of this story is absolutely true whilst the other part is our shared fantasy which we may make come true in the future. You have to decide which is which.

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Eve is most certainly the more dominant one of us and likes to prove the point when, after we have had a long and luxurious sex session she will often usher me into the shower for one last cum. That entails me kneeling before her and lapping her wet and hairless cunt until she is very nearly cumming, at which point she will let flow a torrent of piss onto me, some of which inevitably goes into my mouth with the rest running over my chest and hard stomach and down to my cock which I'm furiously pumping in a state of intense excitement.

At the time of writing Eve and I (my name is Andy by the way) have been involved in virtually every kink it is possible to think of over the past 5 years and we constantly search our minds and the Internet for more sexual ideas.

We have a regular swinging partnership with Jill & Pete, a couple of friends nearby, but even that became a tad boring as Pete would only go as far as oral sex with me whereas I wanted desperately to fuck him and be fucked by him, especially when Eve had taken so much trouble to make me up to be a beautiful young woman.

Eve is most certainly the more dominant one of us and likes to prove the point when, after we have had a long and luxurious sex session she will usher me into the shower for one last cum. That entails me kneeling before her and lapping her wet and hairless cunt until she is very nearly cumming, at which point she will let flow a torrent of piss onto me, some of which inevitably goes into my mouth with the rest running over my chest and hard stomach and down to my cock which I'm furiously pumping in a state of intense excitement. We both have mind blowing orgasms doing that.

Sometimes we play things out another way, especially when I am made up, and at the end of a session we reverse roles so that I piss into her open mouth and again it flows down her body and into her cunt. We both agree that the wet, warm feeling of each other's piss is a huge turn on, but like any other kink, if you do it too often the novelty wears off, and this is precisely why we needed more sexy ideas with ultra sexy venues.

We discussed new ideas well into the night sometimes and these ideas frequently involved kidnapping a young woman or a male and taking them home to ravish them for as long as we wished and whenever we wished. During these nighttime fantasy talks there was no mention of physically hurting the people we kidnapped, well not too much anyway, and they would always be let free somewhere far away when we had finished with them.

With our home situated as it was on a small estate that would be impossible as our neighbours would soon be complaining to the police about any screaming coming from our "guests" (and there would be some!). So we decided to move and luckily found a nice little cottage complete with cellar and well out of the way of any other houses.

To cut a long story short, we bought the cottage and spent some time making it more comfy as well as making the cellar into a dungeon complete with toilet, shower and a hard bed with no headboard. From the ceiling we had attached strong straps to which our "guests" would be attached by their ankles so that we could pull their legs and bums as high as we needed to be able to have our fun. We also took the precaution of making the dungeon soundproof.

Again it was Evie who initiated our next phase by suggesting we dress up and go to the nightclub in a nearby town to see what we could pull. I thought about this next step and was so excited about actually captivating some poor cunt that I nearly came on my panties.

Eventually what we decided on was that we would both get dressed up and made up so that no one would be able to recognise us if they saw us. As a beautician Eve was used to making a sows ear into a silk purse so to speak so she did my face first and then transposed herself into a gorgeous Indian girl. Wow, did she look the business! Not only that but she said I looked beautiful too, and all the time my cock was rising and straining against my silk panties.

We took our People Carrier into town and parked near to the nightclub. This vehicle was perfect for the job as it had darkened back and side windows which make it difficult to see in from the outside. Into the club then where it was dark and noisy and where most of the dancers were quite drunk. This made things easier for our first capture as I was as nervous as a whore on her first date.

Evie is the consummate player and soon had a pretty young girl under her spell, promising her a night of love and lust until they both ran out of cunt juice. "Did she mind a 3sum?" she asked the half drunk girl, and after she saw me I could tell she was hooked and could just imagine her nice little blonde cunt dribbling in anticipation.

We wandered back to our car, alternately kissing and fondling the girl whose name was Sue, but it was left to me to drive this time and my poor cock felt about to burst before we got home. Pre-cum was soaking my panties as it was!

By the time we reached our cottage Sue had passed out in a drunken sleep so we took her down to our dungeon, stripped her naked and tied her legs to the ceiling straps. Her arms were tied under the bed by Evie. We left her like that while we had one of the best standup fucks of all time, and when we had finished I dipped my sinking cock into Sue's open mouth and dribbled pee into it while she slept.

Next day we went to visit our guest in the dungeon where we found her struggling to escape with no degree of success. Both Evie and I were naked although I wore my favourite light blue silky panties with the split crotch which allowed my cock to poke out at will. Apart from that we both wore masks as we didn't want her to see what we looked like in the flesh. That would have been a disaster which we had discussed in the past and may have meant we would have had to take other measures before letting her free when we had had our fun.

We could see that Sue was intent on getting away and as she was rather a large girl, albeit a nice and curvy one, Eve decided to incapacitate her before we took off her restraints, so with no more ado she punched her as hard as possible on her navel, twice, and this took the idea of escape out of her straight away.

Evie was in Total Control Mode right then and when she's like that it usually means pain for someone - me more often than not - I love it!

"Right," she said to Sue as she pointed to the bathroom and giving her a pair of blunt ended scissors, a safety razor and some shaving gel with the words "Get in there, have a shit and get rid of all that horrible hair round your cunt, then wash yourself properly in the bidet. I'll give you half an hour and if you haven't finished by then we shall whip your arse until it's red raw."

Well we were going to do that anyway but why alarm the poor girl unnecessarily? 

I could tell that Eve was sexually excited at the thought of having some whippy fun with this girl as her nipples were standing proud and I could just detect a slight glistening as her juices began to emerge from her lovely little cunt.

Sex was in the air - for us but not for Sue.

Thirty minutes later we were back in the dungeon, and this time I had brought my favourite toy of all time - a magneto from an old vintage car which, when turned gave of an enormous electrical shock.

Sue had been obedient and her pubes had been flushed down the toilet. Her hairless cunt was a sight to see and both Evie and I salivated at the sight of it. She was tall and very much prettier than she had seemed the previous night.

"You are a pair of bastards," said Sue as we took an arm each and tied her back to the bed. "Fuckers like you should be locked up!"

I was going to go easy on her as she was our first captive but I didn't like being verbally abused by someone who, in effect, was our slave. I looked at Evie and she looked at me as we both moved down Sue's body to tie her ankles into the straps. She kicked like fuck but after a couple of good, solid punches from Eve into the area below her belt and just where the bladder is located she calmed down somewhat. In fact her cunt began to leak a little then.

I winched her legs higher and further apart so that we could both look directly into her open slit, and I had an idea.

"How about I pop an electrode into her peehole?" I asked Eve, "and the other one into her bum as far as it will go.

"Wowee," breathed Eve, "we've never done that before, "I want to hurt her but not damage her in any way."

I then uncoiled the electrodes from the magneto and pushed one into Sue's tiny peehole, making sure that enough entered her to mix with any piss swilling about in her bladder. The other electrode was getting similar treatment from Eve as she was pushing it gently but firmly about 9 or 10 inches into Sue's bum hole with the handle of a wooden spoon.

"Ok?" asked Eve, and I nodded and gave the magneto handle one complete turn. That caused the loudest scream I have ever heard as Sue's body bucked as high in the air as her restraints allowed. Her top lip was now covered in beads of sweat and from her bald cunt emerged a drip or too of sweet pee which Eve began to lick from her.

We repeated this several times with the same wet and noisy result but the last time Sue pissed herself for real, and as I expected, Evie was there with her open mouth to catch what she could, the dirty, filthy little bitch who I loved to distraction.

After removing the electrodes we raised the girl's legs higher then and gave her arse 50 of the best from each of us until her cheeks were coloured deep red to purple. Sue was a shouter and a screamer but she was providing us with some wonderful fun as we punished her arse for having pissed herself earlier.

The excitement was so great that my cock spurted cum all over Sue's belly without me touching it. Waste not, want not was always Evie's motto so she scooped it up and forced it into Sue's mouth, leaving a cummy trail on her lips.

"My turn now, I'm desperate to cum, "said Eve as she settled her pretty cunt over Sue's mouth and told her to get licking as if her life depended on it, and judging from the moans and groans emanating from Evie she was doing a really good job. Eve rode her mouth, eyes closed and in ecstasy, rocking with the rhythm as her orgasm built within her until with a scream she came into Sue's open mouth, her cunt juice mixed with a hearty splash of piss hitting the back of Sue's throat before she was able to close her mouth.

This was all too much for me, and as my cock had completely recovered from cumming a few minutes ago I thought it best not to waste a good erection, so I pushed it non too gently into Sue's bum hole and give her an anal shag she would remember for many a year to come. 

Instead of pulling straight out of that nice warm hole I let my trusty cock get back to normal size whilst still inside her. I needed to piss so I just let it go inside her, filling her up and letting the excess run down me. Bliss, sheer bliss!

We both need a rest after all that, and so did poor Sue as well, so to show her our appreciation for being such a wonderful sex toy for the past 24 hours we gave her a glass of champagne, and another, and another until she was drunk enough to play with us both in the shower as if nothing had happened - apart from her having a sore bum where we had paddled it.

She surprised us both when she looked at Eve, all naked and really good looking, put her arms around her and began kissing her for all she was worth. Evie being Evie, my precious little slut wife was reciprocating in spades and I felt it only right to join in by tonguing her rather tasty bum hole.

"You have both opened my eyes into another world of sex," said Sue, "and apart from my bum feeling like it's on fire I must say I loved the experiences you gave me, and I thank you even though I can't see your faces. I wonder if...if we could do this again sometime?"

Well wowee! "Probably," said Eve, whilst I thought, "Yes Please!!" 

"We'll be in touch when you least expect it," said Eve.

It was important to get her pristine clean so that none of our DNA clung to her when we let her free, and as this girl liked her drink so much it didn't take long to get her pissed out of her tiny mind.

We waited until dark and wrapped her naked body with a new blanket (we destroyed her clothes on purpose because of the DNA risk), took her out in the car and dumped her in a pub car park where she would be found in no time.

Back home Eve and I fucked ourselves into oblivion as we talked about our latest fantasy which had come true and given us so much pleasure.

Sue was the first of our "house guests" and there were many more to come after her which we can tell you about if you are interested.

NB Eve and I returned to the same nightclub 2 weeks later and we saw Sue dancing with another girl and looking for all the world like she was trying to capture her! We were made up differently so she didn't recognise us and we took home another "guest", but one far different to Sue!

The Kidnapping



She was tall, some would say statuesque, her hair jet black and shiny, with upturned breast. Her walk was that of a model, a true Eurasian beauty was how one person described her. When she walked into a room her looks demanded that you take in the beauty no man or woman could resist a glance at her.

Now she lay in the hospital bed, an IV hooked to her arm to aid the dehydration she had suffered. Her wrist and ankles were bruised from the restraints that had been put on her. What other damage both mental and physical would have to be determined after the tests were complete.

It had started on Friday. All the details were scratchy at best but from what the officer on the scene said it looked like she had been held for some time and assaulted by the three women, using all sorts of devices

As she lay there in the bed her mine drifted back over the last two days of terror. She had just left the office and was in the parking garage when a black van pulled up next to her, the door slide open and two girls grabbed her arms while a third applied a rag over her face, it caused her to pass out. The next thing she was a ware of was being on a bed, her hands were handcuffed to the bed, and her feet tied loosely to the bottom of the bed. She was naked, there was a faint light coming from under the door and sounds of people talking. She was unable to understand what they were saying but there was laughter mixed with shouting. 

The door was opened and a light came on blinding her for a second. When she was able to adjust her eyes to the light she saw three women in the room. One was dressed in a leather outfit that clung to her like skin. The bra was a half bra, barely holding her large breast, the nipples protruded over the top, large and firm, the pants had a split revealing her pussy and her ass. Her red hair was like a flame on her head. Her make up was barely visible except the hot red lipstick that accented her big lips.

The second was wearing half of a blouse; the front opened up to reveal her buxom breast, stretching the material to its fullest capacity. She was shorter and thinner, she had only a thong on, and her short legs were muscular, as was the rest of her.

The third girl was dressed as if she had just come home from the office, a skirt and blouse outfit that fitted her perfectly; it looked expensive and probably was. Her blonde hair done in a bun, a pearl necklace around her soft neck, she looked like she was a professional with the demeanor of a boss; she was the one in charge.

I thought I should be pleading for my life, but I knew it would fall on deft ears. What did these people want, I had no money, I had no family. I was soon to find out.

The girl in leather was standing by the bed and said" Honey you can make this easy on yourself or we can do it the hard way." She was holding a small cat-o-nine tails." We want to have some fun and you are the one we want to have it with. You will be instructed to perform certain acts and to we will do certain things to you. If you refused you will be punished, if you resist you will be punished, if you cooperate you will be set free in due time and no harm will come to you. The choice is yours."

"You are a lovely girl and it would be a shame to do any damage to your lovely body, so I suggest you cooperate." This was from the professional.

"What is it that you want me to do?" I asked thinking I already knew what to expect.

Then it started. The red head moved to the bed and untied my legs. Then she said to the others, " I have got to have a taste of that pussy." And she spread my legs wide and with her fingers spread the lips of my pussy and her tongue starting licking and probing me. She moaned as her assault brought wetness to my pussy. I found myself enjoying the feel of her hot tongue darting in and out of me, her rapid lapping on my pussy lips, her teeth nibbling on my clit. I started to writhe and raise up my hips wishing my hands were free so I could force her head down and make her go deeper in me.

While I was enjoying the attention from Red, the short girl came over and removed her top and thong, then climbed on the bed and straddled me, putting her pussy in my face. " Eat me you bitch, lick my cunt till I say stop." I found myself driving my tongue in her pussy while she held the lips parted. Lapping and probing her flicking at her clit my senses filling with pleasure. Shorty rode my face sliding back and forth with each new lick, her excitement building. Then a bright light came on and I could see it moving around the room. It was the professional and she was filming the whole scene.

She moved in close to get a close up of my licking as Shorty rode my face as if she were in a saddle. Then she proceeded to catch Red as she was attacking my hot wet pussy now in flames from the constant probing and pressure on my clit so swollen it throbbed. I had already had two orgasms, how many would follow? 

After what seemed hours, but was really on minutes, they both stopped. The handcuffs were removed and I was told to lie on my stomach. And bring my knees up under me. Then the handcuffs were replaced. I hadn't proven myself willing enough yet to have them removed. The professional was removing her clothes and neatly placing them over the back of a chair. Then she removed one of her toys and rather large dildo strap on. She put it on and climbed on the bed.

She took her fingers and drove them in my still wet pussy, the juices from my orgasm oozing down my leg. When her hand was wet she ran it through my ass and in my hole to lubricate my ass. I felt the big rubber cock begin to drive in my ass, it spread me open to the limit as she began her rhythmic in and out assault. Her hands held my hips and she pulled herself into me driving the big cock deeper and deeper. The other two watching and cheering her on made her go faster. The pain of the big cock ripping at my ass turned from pain to pleasure some time during the assault. I began to move with her rocking on my arms with each thrust feeling the excitement build. I found myself having another and another orgasm. Finally her passion peaked and she started to jerk and I knew she too was having her orgasm as she fell forward on my back spent.

When she withdrew the big rubber cock there was a pop from my ass and they all laughed. "Sounds like you uncorked her." Said Red. "Maybe we should let her clean her self out now."

They uncuffed me and showed me to the bathroom and told me to shower and clean myself up. I could barely walk. They had fucked me till I was sore both front and back. The hot water was a welcome relief.

When I had finished my shower and returned to the room Red and Shorty were on the bed. They had a double-headed dildo and each was fighting the other for control as they bounced against each other jerking the big cock in and out of each other's pussy. Each was squeezing and pinching the others tits and nipples. Lost in a world of orgasmic pleasure their moans of joy filling the room. I almost envied them, had it been voluntary I would enjoy that action myself.

The professional interrupted my thoughts, "Now baby I want you to eat me and make me cum." She was sitting on a table in the corner of the room that I hadn't noticed before. There was a chair in front of her and she directed me to sit in it and then she placed her legs over my shoulders and I began to give her head. I spread her lips open her pussy smelled of perfume and sex having already had an orgasm her juices were present and I tasted them. She tasted goods to me I had to admit. 

I began by probing through her lips slowly licking on the pinkness, tantalizing her and then worked up to a faster pace. My tongue darted in and out of her wetness. Touching on her clit and flicking my tongue over and over on it as the swollen node throbbed. I took her clit in my teeth and bit it firmly causing her to moan. Then with my fingers I began to finger fuck her as I licked at her pussy and clit. Her hips were bouncing up and down to the rhythm of my attack. Moans burst from her lips with each new drive deep in her wet pussy until finally she rose up her hands on m y head forcing me hard against her she jerked once, twice, and a third time as the orgasm shook her. 

The noise from the bed had stopped too. I looked over and the two of them lay sprawled back from each other. The rubber cock still in each of their pussies. Sweat beamed from their fore heads, they looked content. They all looked completely spent. Hell I was too; I had been fucked twice and had to eat twice. My body needed rest and so I lay on the floor and soon fell asleep.

I don't know when it was I awoke, but the room was dark again and I was alone. I was starved, so I went to the door but it was locked. I found the light and the door to the bathroom. After relieving myself, I got some water from the tap to drink and wash my face. The smell of pussy juice was in my nose and on my hands, so I washed up too. What was I gonna do now?

My thoughts were soon answered when I heard the door open. Red came in with a pizza box, "Are you hungry" she asked.

"Starved." Was my one word reply. I ate two pieces of pizza and drank the bottle of soda she had brought. I wanted to ask questions but was sure it would make her angry so I waited to see what they had in store for me next. I didn't have to wait long.

"I hope you had fun during the preliminaries. We wanted you to enjoy us as we did you, but now it's my turn to play.' Her sinister loom told me I would not enjoy this like I did the other. When I had finished eating Red opened the door to another room and led me inside. I wanted to run I was scared.

The room looked like a medieval dungeon, with chains and a table and other assorted equipment all around. I didn't know what to expect but I was sure it was gonna hurt. I was led to the table and told to lie down. I was strapped on to the table with leather straps. Then the table was tilted upright. From a machine, which looked like an EKG machine in the hospital, she took two wires with clamps on the end an attached one to each of my nipples. A third wire had a wand with a rubber grip on one end.

When she turned the machine on it made a humming noise like a battery charger on a golf cart. With an evil grin on her face she began turning the dials on the machine. The first tingles of the electricity began surging through my nipples, as she increased the power I felt my breast swell and the pain began. When she was satisfied she reached for another knob and turned it on. Then she took the wand and inserted it in my pussy touching my clit and slowly increased the power. My whole body twitched and jerked from the sensation of the electricity surging through me, I fell like I was being fucked by an electric cock. It made me jump and jerk and writhe. I don't know when it stopped as I fainted from the pain that had turned to pleasure as I had orgasm after orgasm till I was in oblivion.

When I awoke the restraints had been remove and the clips that had been attached to my nipples were gone. The door to the other room was open and light shone in. I got off the table and on wobbly legs walked to the other room and collapsed on the bed. I don't know hoe long I slept before the party got started again.

It was Shorty who came in first; she came to the bed and slapped me on the ass startling me awake. "Time to party baby." She said with a big smile on her face and a large Vibrator in her hand. "Roll on your back bitch let's see how you like the feel of this baby in your hot pussy?"

She got on the bed with me and sat between my legs. With her fingers she spread my pussy lips and slowly slide the big vibrator in my cunt. Then she turned it on and began to roll it around and around touching me on my clit and holding it there. I didn't think I had anymore orgasms in me but I soon founds out I did. She knew just where to touch me and as I began to respond to the feel of the vibrator she picked up the pace ands drove it deep in my now wet pussy and fucked me till I was bouncing up and down with each new drive in me. I was almost ready to burst forth when she suddenly pulled the vibrator out of my pussy. She drove her face between my legs and began licking and probing my cunt with her tongue, lapping at the juices and licking deep inside I finally let go with a squirt of juices. She had wrapped her arms around my legs and was pulling up as she sucked on my lips and my clit. She was ravinish the fury of her assault made me go off twice more. Finally satisfied she stopped and let my legs go. She rose from the bed and said "Baby they were right you do taste good. I'll have more of you later." Then she left the room.

I didn't here the door lock; maybe I can still get away. There was food next tot he table and a glass of milk. I ate some food and drank the glass of milk. When I went to the door I listened to hear if anyone might be on the other side. I had heard a door slam after Shorty left. But the others may still be there. My heads started to swim a little and I felt woozy as I opened the door I peered into the other room and saw no one was there. My clothes were no where in sight. As I walked through the room I became dizzy and faint. I must have been drugged, the food or the milk. It was meant to keep me still while they were gone. I managed to get to the outside of the house and was walking down the street when I must have pasted out.

The next thing I can recall I was in the hospital, but I was safe. Then the nurse came in. It was Red. 



The Kidnapping



Dani Burns slowly woke up. Her head hurt, her mouth was dry and she could not seem to move either her legs or her arms. She was confused, and could not figure out what was wrong with her. 

Her last memory was of Alex parking the car across the street from the restaurant, and of her getting out and joining him so they could walk across the street. 

"Oh God," her eyes popped open when she remembered the van. A big black van had roared up next to them, the door had opened and she had been jerked into the van. "Alex" she thought, "where is Alex?" 

Dani looked about and saw Alex laying facing her, on another table, duct tape over his mouth, hands taped in front of him and tied to the table. He was looking at her with fear in his eyes. "What was happening?" she thought, "had they both been kidnapped?"

Dani was laying spread eagle on some sort of a table that was cut like a giant cross. Her arms and legs were secured and she also had duct tape on her mouth. She could hear voices talking, but could not make out what they were saying. Since the voices were getting louder Dani realized someone was approaching. She glanced at Alex, and could tell by the look on his face that it must be the kidnappers.

She looked toward the sound of the voices and saw 3 men standing there with Halloween masks on covering part of their faces. 

Dani was afraid; she wanted to scream out in terror, when she saw one of the men flip open a knife. He walked to her and put the knife to her throat, leaned down and whispered, "Are you scared?" Then laughed at her look as he said, "Good, then you will do what we want." 

He walked to the end of the table and took her shoes off, saying "you aren't gonna need these right now." Then he walked between her legs, grabbed the hem of her dress and ripped the dress in half. 

She lay there on the table, dressed only in a sheer bra and thong panty set. The leader slid his knife between her skin and the bra cutting the front of the bra open, exposing her tits. Then he slid his hand in her panties, rubbing his knuckle along her slit, brushing against her clit as he cut her panties off. 

Dani found herself totally naked, realizing that they were going to rape her, and make Alex watch. 

As the other 2 men approached the table standing on either side of it, the first man leaned over her body, and said, "I bet you think we are going to rape you" 

All Dani could do was look at him with eyes wide open as he said, "we aren't, but we are going to tease you until you beg us to fuck you." 

With that remark, he pulled the duct tape on her mouth off. As she took a deep breath to scream, he smiled and said, "Scream all you want, it will turn me on. But we are miles from anyone who can hear you." 

As she lay there attempting to gather her thoughts, the taller of the two silent men ran an ice cube across the nipple of her right tit, making the nipple get hard. Then he sucked the nipple into his warm mouth biting the nipple and sucking on the tit, and then he repeated the same process with her left tit. 

Dani was scared, but was slightly aroused. She loved having her nipples bit.

The leader watched this action. Then he started lightly teasing her pussy, brushing his knuckle up and down her slit, passing quickly over her clit. She closed her eyes and willed herself not to get excited. 

She started thinking about Alex and how much she loved him. Sure, their sex life had become boring, but that was only one small part of their marriage. They loved each other; he worked hard to give her a nice home, taking her places and buying her presents. She worked hard to give him a happy warm place to come home to. 

The leader saw her closed eyes and started rubbing her clit. Dani bit her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure but felt liquid seep out her pussy and run down the crack of her ass. 

The leader had been watching for this and said, "ah, you are feeling good." He slid a finger up and down her slit, teasing her clit with gentle touches and her pussy by circling all around the hole, but not putting a finger in. Dani wanted to scream from the torture of it. 

At his nod the third man joined the leader and started playing with Dani's ass, lightly biting the checks of her ass, circling her asshole with his finger and lightly pressing her puckered anus. 

The man at Dani's tits pulled out nipple clamps placing them on her nipples. Then he started nibbling and biting on them, squeezed tight by the clamps. 

Dani looked at Alex, lying next to her. She could not help but feel turned on by what these men were doing to her. She wanted to be fucked, and she no longer cared by who. Her hips were moving, searching for the fingers that touched her, wanting more contact. 

As she watched Alex's face she felt someone start licking her cunt. Her eyes glazed over with lust and she gave into the feeling, moaning "yes, god yes" She heard a voice say "do you want to be fucked" and she nodded her response, but she heard the voice tell her that she had to say it if she wanted it. 

Once again she was asked, "do you want to be fucked." Her body was straining against the ties holding her down; she heard the voice say, "Tell me" as she felt a finger probe her pussy and asshole. Dani yelled, "yes, fuck me" 

She heard zippers being undone as the men stripped off their clothing. Then her head was lowered, till it was hanging at an angle. 

One man was at her mouth with his cock in his hand. He rubbed his cock over her lips and said, "Open your mouth." Dani opened her mouth, and he straddled her head, shoving his cock down her throat, fucking her mouth saying, "suck it bitch, suck my cock." He leaned over her body, releasing the nipple clamps so he could suck and bite her tits. Dani was filled with lust; she pursed her lips tightly, sucking hard as he worked his cock in and out her mouth her tongue frantically swirling around the head and down the shaft.

The person licking her clit stopped. She felt her legs being lifted and placed on one of the men's shoulder. The he rammed his cock in her pussy, fucking her with long hard strokes. He started rubbing her clit and she was starting to enjoy herself. She could not see Alex, but she could hear him moaning, and could hear him breathing hard.

The man fucking her in the mouth said "I'm going to cum" He pulled his cock out of her mouth, holding the head just inside her mouth saying, " lick it." Her tongue danced over the head, swirling under the rim, around the tip, along the cut before sucking on just the head. He moaned and sprayed his cum over her lips before shoving his still pumping cock in her mouth, filling her mouth with his cum. Dani swallowed several times before licking the cum off of his cock then her lips when he pulled his cock out. 

Seeing this, the man fucking Dani grabbed her hips. He started fucking her as hard as he could, groaning as he felt his balls get tight, cum rising up his cock before spraying jets of cum in her pussy. 

Dani watched carefully as the leader walked over to Alex. He removed the tape on his mouth, undid Alex's belt and pants, before pulling them off. Alex's hard cock popped out. He said, "Look, your husband liked watching you get fucked" 

Dani looked at Alex, his cock was oozing with pre-come. She arched an eyebrow at him as he shrugged. Dani looked as the leader flipped open his knife. The two silent men approached and held Dani still as she was cut loose. They turned her on her side, slid the panels of the table in, and then rolled her table towards Alex's. They put them together so that Dani's head was at Alex's cock, and his head was at Dani's pussy. 

The leader then got up on the table behind Dani. She felt something cold touch her asshole. Before she could wonder what was happening, he shoved his cock up her ass, and started fucking her. She cried out in pain. She had never been fucked in the ass before. It hurt, but after a few moments it started feeling good. 

Alex watched his wife being fucked, just inches away from his face. He could hear her rapid breathing, and knew she was excited, but knew she would not cum without attention to her clit. He leaned forward and carefully licked the clit that was standing out, begging for attention. Dani watched Alex's cock dancing in her face. She grabbed it and started sucking, her hand wrapped around his shaft as she jacked him off. His groaning let her know it felt good. 

The leader mashed Dani's cunt into Alex's face as he drilled her ass with his cock, She was enjoying being fucked in the ass, sucking a cock as her pussy was licked. 

She could feel her climax climbing building. She started sucking Alex's cock with abandon, taking his cock all the way down her throat, while slamming her ass back to meet the other cock. 

Alex sucked on Dani's clit as the leader reached around, grabbed one of Dani's tits, squeezing the nipple hard. With that Dani started coming. She grabbed Alex's ass and held him still has her head bobbed up and down on his cock sucking and licking it. He moaned, shoved his cock down her throat, emptying his load in her mouth

The man felt Dani's ass tighten and spasm around his cock. He hissed "yes" in her ear, ramming his cock in her one final time before thick ropes of cum inundated the walls of her ass. 

The leader pulled his cock out of Dani's ass, and then he and the other men cut Alex free. He sat up, jumped off the table, picked up his pants, and took money out of his wallet, handing it to the leader. 

Dani quickly sat up watching this silently as she wondered what was going on. 

The leader took the money, walked over to Dani and kissed her. She looked at Alex who grinned and said, "you said you wanted some spice in our sex life" 

She looked at the three men asking, "He paid you to fuck me?" 

They nodded yes. Dani looked at Alex, smiling broadly, then she looked at the men before saying "how much to do it again?"

As she watched cocks stirring back to life, Dani wondered how much money she had in her bank account.



The Kidnapping



Helen Anderson stretched as she shut off her alarm. The bed seemed so empty with Eric off on his business trip. He would be gone for three days and she already missed him. It was Friday and he would be gone until at least midnight Sunday. The house was so big and empty with him gone. She stood up and headed for the bathroom. She had to admit that she liked what she saw in the mirror as she slipped out of her nightie. She stood five foot six and weighed just over 110 pounds. Her long brown hair framed a heart shaped face with hazel eves and bowed lips. Her legs were long and toned leading up to a flat tummy. Her bust was natural and just the right size for her frame. Her arms were long as were her fingers. Her nose was a bit large but did not detract from her beauty. Eric's favorite word for her was "stunner."

She and Eric had been married for three years, she was now 28 while Eric was 30. They were quite happy. Helen did not always see eye to eye with Eric on certain sexual issues but she had no complaints. He was tall. Intelligent, funny, and a wonderful provider. What was not to love? 

She stepped into the shower, and started it up, lathering her body and hair. She had started the CD player before she had stepped into the shower and sang along contentedly as she washed herself in preparation for her day. 

She had no real plans. The office where she had worked had recently been taken over by another firm and closed. Amazingly at the same time of her layoff Eric had made partner and his salary nearly doubled, The money more than replaced her paycheck. Still, she liked to have a job but there was no pressure on her to even start looking. She would probably peruse the online want ads and e-mail off her resume to places that looked especially attractive. Other than that and a trip to the gym in the afternoon her day was a blank slate.

After she had dressed she went down to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee. She had a lazy breakfast and dawdled like a person in no rush. That is when she saw the package. It had been deposited through the mail slot in the front door, adjacent to the kitchen, it was bright red. Helen knew that the U.S. mail wasn't due for hours yes. Intrigued she picked up the package.

Open immediately Mrs. Anderson. This is of vital importance! the package read in large capital letters. She reached for the letter opener on the desk by the front door. And opened the package. It contained a letter and a DVD, She got the shock of her life when she read the contents of the letter.

"Mrs. Anderson, we have your husband. DO NOT call the police, his office or anyone else. We have tapped your phone and your house is being watched. Play the DVD immediately and everything will be clear. We have no intention of hurting you or further damaging your husband but you must cooperate fully with us if you ever want to see him again." 

With trembling hands Helen turned on the TV and loaded the DVD into the player. After a moment of blackness it showed a room with a naked man on some sort of torture device. There were sounds of a whip and screams. The camera moved in for a closeup and with horror Helen realized that the man being tortured was Eric! The camera lingered for a moment on his face before the camera panned over to a man in deep shadows wearing a ski mask. His voice was electronically distorted as he spoke.

"As you can see Mrs. Anderson. We have your husband. It makes little difference to us what happens to him but we were quite taken by the many lovely photos of you that your husband had on his person. We decided that you, on the other hand, are very much more interesting. We decided that you husband's life should be determined by your behavior. We will not permanently harm you. We will, in fact, have limited physical contact with you, however, unless you want your husband returned to you as a corpse you will do EVERYTHING we ask."

The camera panned back to Eric who obviously was in great pain, before the hooded man returned and said. "There is a message under the wiper blade of your car. That will give you further instructions. This message to you is ended. Eject the DVD and break it in half. Remember you are being watched."

The last shot was of Eric's pain streaked face then blackness.

Helen was panic stricken. The video had shaken her to her core. For a few moments indecision rooted her to the living room couch gazing at the blank TV screen. Although she had been told to destroy the disc immediately she hit the play button a second time taking in the implications and looking at the beloved face of her husband. There could be no other choice. She would do whatever these men asked of her to get Eric back! 

This time she ejected the DVD and cut it in half with her kitchen shears. She took a tentative peek out her front door. She did indeed see something on the windshield of her car. Nervously she stepped outside and crossed the short distance to where her car sat in the driveway. 

The letter was in a red envelope. She tore it open. "You are a vision of loveliness Mrs. Anderson. We would like to see so much more of you. You have an appointment at Jacquard Photography at 118 Lever Boulevard at Noon. The photographer has the instructions for what we want. DO NOT engage him in conversation or tell him of your predicament. Follow his instructions and remember to smile pretty for the camera. If you are not at the assigned place at Noon your husband will die. All you need to bring is your purse."

Helen looked at her watch. Noon was less than an hour away! She went into the house grabbed her purse and keys. She punched the address into her GPS. Fortunately is was on this side of town and she knew she could make it there easily.

The studio was in a modest store front in a small strip mall. Helen entered the building and heard the door beep. A middle aged man was sitting behind a counter. There was a younger woman off to the left. He had salt and pepper hair and was tall. Despite her current emotional state Helen thought him rather attractive for an older man.

He smiled and said. "You must be our Noon appointment, Mrs. Anderson." He offered his hand.

Helen shook his hand and said. "Yes. How did you know it was me?"

"I received a rather nice payment, accompanied by a picture of you. The instructions as to what you wanted were quite detailed. I was also told that you had a letter that was given to you earlier with my address? Can I have it?"

Helen thought that the request was strange but she handed over the letter from her windshield. The photographer took it. Lit it with a lighter and dropped it in an empty trashcan to burn. 

Noting the stunned look upon Helen's face he said. "I'm sorry, I thought that was what you wanted that is what the instructions told me to do. Was that letter important to you?"

Helen said, "I suppose not. But why am I here?"

"To be photographed of course. Just sign this release and we will get started."

Suspecting that she was being watched Helen signed the forms set in front of her.

"Terrific," said the photographer, "I am Guy Jacquard. I'll be taking your photographs today. This is my assistant Emily, she will help you get ready."

Before she quite grasped what was happening, Emily led her to the back room of the studio.

"Your lucky we had all of the outfits you requested. Fortunately we do quite a lot of boudoir work" Helen, the lights beginning to dawn at last said, "Boudoir work?"

"Of course silly. We start off with the racy lingerie and end up with you starkers. For someone who was so specific about what she wanted you sure come across as dense. I'm sorry. I should not have said that Guy says I'm too honest for this type of work and that I say things that I shouldn't. Anyway. You get undressed in this changing room the first outfit is waiting for you. I know this sounds obvious but take everything off and then put the outfit on. Modesty is your enemy today." 

Helen went into the changing room. A black lace teddy was hanging on the rack. Helen had time to process that black was her least favorite color, a color of lingerie she refused to wear for Eric now she was going to be photographed in it by a total stranger. In silence she shucked her clothes and slipped on the teddy. To her surprise it fit her rather well. 

Emily was waiting outside and said. "You look smashing. I wish I had Your body! I'm just going to apply a little make up to bring out your eyes, lips and cheeks, you don't need much makeup at all."

After the makeup was applied Helen let herself be directed by Guy. He had a very easy manner and seemed very experienced. Helen remembered that the letter had told her to smile for the camera and she tried to remember that as she was directed from one pose to another. Focusing on the task at hand to save her husband she found herself going into a kind of defensive trance.

The outfits started with the comparatively demure teddy and got progressively more risque. There was a white outfit, a pink one and a red one. Gradually she was paired down to just stockings and garter belt. In the end the only thing she had on was her wedding ring. 

Hours later Guy said. "That's the last series of photographs Mr's. Anderson. You may get dressed now. Have you ever considered becoming a model? You have real potential." 

It had all seemed like a bad dream as she redressed in her jeans and turtleneck and familiar panties and bra. She exited the dressing room and was met by Emily.

"Guy has e-mailed all the pictures to that address your instructions left us with. You'll get two discs of your photos before you leave. Guy will mail the final proofs to your home sometime next week."

"E-mailed?"

"Yes your instructions were very specific." 

About a half hour later Guy was escorting Helen to the door. She was carrying the discs he had given her. 

"The digital age is such a wonder, Guy said. "In the old days even the best photographer had to wait hours to see his work. I'm very proud of the work I did today."

Helen got back into her car and drove home. She noticed that it was five O'clock. Upon arrival her heart sank. Taped to the front door was another red envelope! Read Immediately! This one said.

With dread Helen tore open the letter.

"The pictures are lovely Mrs. Anderson. Even better than we anticipated. Your smile is quite ravishing however there is a landscaping issue we need to take care of. You have an appointment at 7:00 P.M. with Rolfe at the Royal Spa at 2525 Cheltenham Drive. Rolfe will know why you are there. OBEY HIM WITHOUT QUESTION. I remind you not to discuss your predicament or to engage him in any conversation than absolutely necessary. Before you go to the spa go into your house and put on your slinkiest black dress and your tallest heels. You WILL NOT don any undergarments of any kind! Failure in ANY specific instruction will result in your husbands death! 

"What the hell could this mean? She thought to herself. She knew where the spa was. She had gone there with girlfriends mostly to use the sauna and get pedicures and manicures. She knew they offered a lot of services. She did not recall anyone known as Rolfe or what he did there. She hoped he was a massage therapist or nail artist. Noticing the time she realized that she had about 90 minutes to get changed and make it to the spa.

She felt absolutely naked sitting in her car with no panties on. The instructions said nothing about stockings so she put on a pair of thigh highs. It made her fell less exposed and vulnerable. Halfway to the spa she remembered that the place had valet parking. There was no way she could get out of the car without flashing the valet her pussy!

"Its for Eric!" She told herself to psych herself up for the inevitable. Helen arrived at the spa with seventeen minutes to spare. The valet was a young kid who cold not have been more than eighteen, Helen, refusing to acknowledge that his eyes were burning themselves into her crotch as she slid out of the car, said "Mrs. Helen Anderson. Don't ding my car." With all the dignity she could muster she stood up and pulled her dress into place. With a purposeful stride she strode into the front desk , stated her name and announced that she had an appointment with Rolfe.

"Ah yes Mrs. Anderson," said the woman at the front desk, "we are expecting you. Rolfe is in room 19 down the hall halfway on the left hand side."

Helen entered the room. It was bright and very white. There was a padded table in the center of the room. Rolfe was sitting in a chair next to the table reading a magazine. He looked up when she entered. "Hello" he said, "You must be Mrs. Anderson. I'm ready for you." Rolfe was a powerfully built large man of mixed race. He was easily six foot four and was quite intimidating. Helen involuntarily shrank back.

"I am here for my appointment. But I have no idea why I am here said Helen" "Weed removal."

"Come again?" Said Helen .

"Bush removal of course. Did you forget that you scheduled yourself a shave?"

Suddenly Helen knew what "landscaping" meant.

"On my god." 

Helen despised the shaved look. Once she had caught Eric jerking off to some shorn models in a men's magazine and had read the riot act to him.

"A woman's bush is like the hair on her head. It is her glory and should never be shaved off. You want me to look like a little girl don't you? Well its NEVER going to happen buster!"

Eric had reacted angrily and things were tense between them for a few days. Then Eric seemed to get over his anger and they had great make up sex. Now Eric was being tortured and who knows what wherever he was and she was about to be rendered hairless by a giant. She knew that she could not say no at this point. "It's for Eric!" She told herself for what must have been the thousandth time today. 

Gathering herself, she breathed deeply and said.

"How do we proceed?"

"Its easier if you are naked ."

Helen figured that that was coming. With as much poise as she could muster she unzipped and slid out of her dress. There was a peg on the wall to hang it up upon.

"You can leave the stockings on. They won't get in the way." 

Helen laid down on the padded table and tried to will herself a million miles away. Helen could not help noticing a tray covered with a linen cloth. Rolfe pulled the linen cover off the tray and revealed a set of implements.

"Goodness that is thick this must be your first time Mrs. Anderson." Helen just nodded.

Rolfe picked up a hair trimmer and soon had Helen pared down to the merest stubble. Then he took out some shaving cream and gently lathered her womanhood. While part of Helen was filled with revulsion another part of her could not help but be amazed at how gentle and tender Rolfe's touch was. Even as he spread her lips and shaved the most intimate parts of her Rolfe was gentle yet methodical.

In a few moments he was toweling her clean.

"All finished." He said.

Helen sat up and gazed at her naked vagina. She ran her hands over it and felt the unfamiliar sensation of bare skin. She felt like a whore. Despite herself she said. "You have a very gentle touch." 

"Thank You. You can get dressed now if you want." He held up a red box. "This came via messenger. I was instructed to give it to you once you were shaved." 

Helen put her dress back on and opened the box. To her surprise it contained a cell phone and a note. The note said. "Expect a call once you are back in your car. Say your goodbyes now."

Moments later Helen was waiting outside the spa for her car to be brought around. The cool twilight air on her bald pussy felt surreal. When the valet pulled her car up he did a double take as she slid into the car. He knew exactly what had been done to her!

She noticed that the previous note was missing from her car. All of the evidence had a habit of disappearing. Before she reached the highway the phone rang. She pulled over to answer it. Instantly she recognized the voice of he husband's abductor. 

"Good evening, Mrs Anderson. Your adventure is almost over. This call is untraceable and the phone is disposable. Your next task will be the hardest and it will also be your last. Drive to the Radison Hotel on I 87. The Imperial Suite has been set aside for you. You will be spending the night there. You will NOT however be alone, At the front desk you will pick up your key. Currently at the hotel is a convention for a rather large college fraternity. There will be frat boys all over the bar. You are to select one, take him to your suite and fuck his brains out. If you think that you can just lead him back to your room and have him sleep on the floor or share your bed and never touch you, think again. I assure you that the room has been thoroughly bugged . There are small high definition cameras all over that suite. If you DON'T fuck him long and hard your husband dies. Follow our orders and he will be returned to you in the next day or so. 

Naturally you have only our word to go on. But I am sure that the results of today's adventures demonstrate to you just how powerful we are and how we can and do our will with absolutely no trouble at all. We took your husband. His life is in your hands. That thought should get you through this evening. Who knows, perhaps you might even enjoy yourself. Proceed to the hotel now Mrs. Anderson." 

"Oh my God, she thought to herself. I have to be unfaithful to Eric or I will never see him again!"

Before she had met Eric she had not had much sexual experience. Only three boys had ever slept with her and none save Eric had spent the night. Eric had been the first one to take her to the heights of orgasm. He went down on her and made her feel like a woman like no other man. She wanted his children. She wanted to stroke his hair and hold him again. She wanted to suck his cock, Hell even giving him a hand job would be wonderful. But to do that she would have to violate her marital oath.

She did not know if she could trust the kidnappers but she knew for certain that the ONLY hope she had of seeing him again was to do as ordered. It would be a very long might indeed.

A half hour later. After having pulled off the road to have a good therapeutic cry she arrived at the hotel. There was no valet parking but there also were no spots close to the entrance. She had to walk a long distance across the parking lot. With every step she felt the night on her shorn womanhood. It was a feeling she doubted that she would ever get used to. At the front desk she produced her license and the clerk gave her the pass card to the Imperial Suite.

Rather then head up to her room she decided to hit the ladies room to prepare for the task ahead of her tonight. The bathroom was enormous and tiled white on white. She washed her face to remove evidence of her crying jag. Then with grim determination she slid off her wedding and engagement rings and secreted them in her purse. She brushed her hair and took a breath mint.

The raucous bar was not hard to find. The frat boys were very numerous and very loud. On her way to the bar Helen had decided that fate would make her selection tonight. The first boy who approached her would have his lucky night. All she wanted to do was get him back to her room and fuck him. She found herself using the word fuck. She NEVER called it that! What Eric and she did was make love. "Doing the deed" was as randy as she got. Tonight was not about making love it was about sex. The more debauched the better.

She went to the bar and found an unoccupied stool. She ordered a vodka gimlet and chugged it down. The bar was loud yet she had heard the wolf whistles and cat calls when she had entered. Before long there was a young man lurking behind her.

Fate had favored her tonight the boy was attractive, tall, not too muscular, with a serious face that nicely offset his blond hair and blue eyes.




The Kidnapping



"Hello miss he said, you are the loveliest woman here tonight." 

Helen motioned for him to take a seat. He introduced himself as Derek and said that he was a pre-law student. Helen let him make small talk for a while, hardly exchanging a word while trying to turn all all of her charm. She had another drink, just enough to feel mellow but not enough that she forgot the task at hand. Midway through his ham-handed seduction attempt Helen leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Let's get out of here I'm in the hotel." 

Helen wrapped one of his long arms about her and they made their way to the lobby. Her room was on the top floor. Once the elevator doors closed he allowed him to kiss her. He was deep in the throes of passion by the time the elevator stopped.

Helen slid the pass card into the door and turned the light on. The room was lovely. A huge bed in the middle of the room. Everywhere the floors were carpeted in thick white material. 

Helen turned to Derek and said. "Tonight I will do ANYTHING you ask on one condition, that you spend the entire night with me."

"Yes ma'am." said Derek as he reached for the zipper of her dress. When her black dress fell away Derek said. "My God you are absolutely gorgeous, stunning really."

Helen knew that she had to put on the show of her life tonight. She knelt in front of him and unfastened his pants. His cock was larger than Eric's. Helen found herself analyzing everything as she performed, almost like a person in an accident when the world moves in slow motion. She started sucking him off while he moaned. After taking him to the brink of orgasm Helen stopped and helped him out of the rest of his clothes. They crawled into bed and he went down on her. Helen had to admit that a hairless pussy was a far more sensitive pussy. Perhaps it was the alcohol, perhaps it was the stress of the day finding release, but whatever it was Helen soon found herself in a rapturous orgasm.

Derek was a nimble lover. Helen was pleased to discover that his tastes were fairly vanilla. He wanted to do nothing more kinky than to stick a couple of fingers up her ass. He had her sixty-nine him a few tomes. He was fairly indefatigable in the sack and Helen got him to come four times. It was past two A.M. when they both fell into an exhausted sleep.

In the morning Helen woke up with Derek's strange body wrapped about hers. Memories of the previous evening flooded back to her. She was embarrassed and humiliated by the fact that she had enjoyed herself so much. She looked at the ring finger of her left hand. This was the first night since she had been married that she had spent the night without her wedding rings. A waiter came to the door with a breakfast for two, announcing that it was on the house. Helen stayed securely under the covers and had had Derek answer the door in his boxers. Once the tray was placed on the bed Helen realized how famished she was. She had eaten nothing since breakfast on Friday, She devoured every morsel of food, drank down the coffee and tried to focus on how to get rid of Derek. In the end he solved the problem for her. 

"Ma'am," He said. "I'm going to grab a shower and get moving. I have to lead a committee meeting for the regional fraternity group. Can I have your name and number? I'd love to do this again." 

Helen realized that she hadn't even told Derek her name!

"There won't be a next time Derek. You are a very nice boy but I have my own life and my own plans and they don't include you."

After the crestfallen Derek had excused himself, Helen hit the shower herself and tried to wash all of the previous day's events off of her. The water was hot, the soap was fresh. And Helen had high hopes that she had secured Eric's release. 

Once she was out of the shower she realized anew how skimpy her outfit was. She slid on her stockings and zipped up her dress. She had never left her house without underwear and now she would have to make it out of a crowded hotel in the briefest of dresses. All she wanted to do was get home and wait for Eric. She took her rings out of her purse and slid them back on her finger.

At the front desk Helen turned in her pass card and made her way across the massive parking lot to her car. To her surprise the note and phone were missing from the passenger seat of the car where she had left them. Helen drove home, her soul a knot of emotions. 

Once home Helen ran into the house tore off her dress and put on a bra panties and a very demure outfit. It was Saturday, 5:30 in the afternoon. She could do nothing now but wait. There was no sign of Eric the rest of that day. Helen wondered if she should call the police. But that would mean that she would have to tell them what she had done and what was done to her. Indecision won out.

Sunday morning she woke in a funk after a mostly sleepless night. Around 10:00 A.M. She heard Eric's car pull into the driveway! She bolted from the house to embrace him as he left his car. He still seemed to be in a lot of pain as he hugged her. A short while later, over coffee, Eric told his story.

They had grabbed him at the airport. They were disguised as Homeland Security agents. They made him call work and cancel the trip. Before he knew what was happening he was blindfolded and in the back of a van. They had stripped him, tied him down and proceeded to torture him. They never explained what they wanted. Only later did they tell him that his fate was to be determined by his wife's behavior. He was vaguely aware of the video being taken and the words of the hooded man. Eric had lost track of time. Earlier today they had returned his clothes an he was dropped him off blindfolded and bound. Once he worked his way out of his restraints he realized where he was. The airplanes taking off were a dead give away. He was in the wooded area of the park by the airport. Eric had hiked to the airport retrieved his car and driven home.

He took off his shirt to show Helen his wounds. She immediately went into Florence Nightingale mode and applied salve to the numerous whip marks. Then Eric asked the question Helen had been dreading.

"What did they make you do any way?" 

Helen bit her lip. "They made me do things that I am not proud of."

She decided to tell Eric EVERYTHING. From the pictures to the shave to the night with Derek. Eric was quiet for a while and then said simply, "Thank you for saving my life." A beat later he said, "One thing kept me going through my ordeal was the thought of coming home and making love to my wife. Let's make that dream come true."

Once they were in bed Eric went down on her. Helen had to admit that the combination of a bald pussy and her husband's talented tongue were magical. She found herself looser and freer than she had ever been before when making love to her husband. He made her come and come again. She went down on him and later brought him to a roaring climax. Both of them decided that this was their best time together ever. 

Eric said that the men told him not to contact the police or they would harm Helen. Helen believed that the treat was an authentic one so they kept their silence.

After taking Monday off to fuck Helen as many times as he possibly could in a single day. Eric returned to work on Tuesday. He strode into his boss's office. His boss said.

"How was your day off?" "Great," replied Eric, "She never had a clue that we orchestrated the whole thing."

"Sorry about the whip marks, the need for authenticity you know ."

"I know. How did the pictures come out?"

"See for yourself, I downloaded them to your computer. Welcome to full partnership!"

Eric tried to keep his mind on his work but he kept returning to the files on his computer. There were the spectacular photographs of Helen in every outfit Eric had ever fantasied seeing her in. There was the video from the camera that recorded her shave and the videos of her fantastic performance with the college boy in the hotel. His new boss was such a great guy to help Eric make Helen less of a stick in the mud when it came to sex. He was delighted to share these images with him. He was a great boss, a great co-conspirator and a great dungeon master.

The End



The Kidnapping



This is a story about a girl who is wakes up to find that her day with be far from the normal day she has been living. She takes the bus to class in the morning like normal but she notices a strange car following the bus for a few miles. She reads a lot of crime novels and notices small things like that a lot but never really thinks anything about it. She gets to school and to her first class. Few hours go by and its lunch time now so she decided to grab a chicken sub from the sub shop two blocks from her college. As she's walking she texts her boyfriend to ask him how his day is going and he replies with a report on what he's up to.

Nothing really special but as she walks down the alley she notices that same dark car with black tinted windows. Seeing this car sends chills up her spine and the feeling of dread creeps into her soul. She walks to the other side of the alley and the driver's side door swings open as she walks past leaping out of a man dressed in all black with a mask on. As she sees this figure she tries to run but was to slow, he grabs her by the hair and as she struggles he brings his other hand up to her throat and puts the sharp edge of a serrated knife to her and says "stop fighting my bitch, you're coming with me." This makes her stop, he pushes her against the car and binds her hands behind her back and lays her face down in the back seat of the car.

Then he takes ropes and ties her ankles to the wrist bindings to stop any unwanted kicking she may do. Then slams the door, as gets in the driver's seat he turns the radio up loud to drown out any screaming she might do. They drive for a few minutes then he stops the cars at the city limits and he reaches in the back seat and puts a knit cap over to face so she can't see where they are going or his face. Then he makes a U-turn and speeds off. About an hour later they stop and he gets out and opens the back door. He tells her, "You can scream all you want here, no one will hear you." 

As he grabs her legs he slides her back and unbinds her legs from her wrists and she tries to kick him, as she does he pulls her from the car and tosses her over his shoulder with relative ease. This makes her worried because he is a lot stronger than her. 

He carries her into the house and tells her to behave and she won't be hurt anymore then she has to. She asks him what he wants but all he does is laugh and replies with a 'you'll see.' He takes her down some steps and tosses her onto a mattress then tells her, "I'm going to untie your hands to make you more comfortable, you fight and I'll cut your throat." 

She submits to him, and he unties her hands and reties them to the upper bed posts then moves to her legs and ties them to the lower bed posts. Now he removes the knit cap she was wearing on her face to reveal an old basement and a dirty looking mattress but he is wearing a new mask so she can't see his face, he grabs a black sleeping mask to cover her eyes once more and as he gets up he says "I'll be back soon."

A few hours go by and she falls asleep with the house being so quiet and a cool breeze flowing over her face. A few hours later she feels something rubbing on her lips something warm then she feels a hand grab her throat and a voice say, "Get ready to make your first payment slut." 

She knows at this point what that warm feeling on her lips is and he tells her to open wide. She thinks about biting it off but fears for her life to she opens her mouth and feels his slide the head of his cock into her mouth and let out a quiet moan. As he moans he starts to put it in deeper and he tells her to suck it like the slut she is. So she begins to suck and lick his cock as he slowly fucks her mouth. Then she feels him get on the bed and straddle her chest and grabs her by the hair, he takes his cock and rams it all the ways into her mouth gagging her almost instantly. He laughs at her gagging and says, "Catch your breath because this isn't ending till I'm finished." 

Knowing this she begins to open her throat in hopes to make him cum and end it sooner. He starts to moan more as he rapes her mouth faster and hard and with each thrust he goes deeper almost hitting her gag point then he pulls her hair hard making her take his whole cock down her throat and cums then as he brings his cock out she can taste it sliding down her throat. He lets out a moan and tells her to "pucker those lips up" as he jacks off what cum is left in his cock on her lips.

He moves off of her and tells her, "Thanks I needed that; enjoy the flavor." 

Then walks up the steps leaving her mouth and lips covered in cum. She tries to keep her head clear as she hears him walking on the next floor then his steps go quiet and she slips off to sleep again,

An undistinguishable time goes by and she is woken up by him feeling up the inside of her legs, she flinches at his touch and he laughs and says "you seem to have some dried cum on your chin slut, I bet you want more." She tells him no but he laughs more and runs his hand up to her pussy and rubs it threw her jeans. This goes on for a minutes or two then she feels him using that knife he threatened her with to cut her pant leg up to the waist then again on the other side so he can rip her jeans off without unbinding her legs. After he pulls her pants off he reaches down and begins to play with her bald pussy now only her panties between his fingers and her pussy. As he rubs it her pussy begins to get wet, "I knew a slut like you would like this" as he grabs the crotch of her panties and rips them off her in one hard jerk now exposing her spread pussy to him.

He tossed her torn panties on the floor and begins to finger her pussy; light at first then he puts two fingers inside her and motions back and forth faster and harder. The more he does this the more it makes her wet then he stops and she can feel him climb on the bed and get between her legs. She feels the tip of his cock rubbing her clit then he starts smacking her wet pussy with the tip. The wet smacking sound echoes in the empty basement as it does she can feel his cock getting harder and harder then he stops and slides his cock inside her and moans a little as he starts to fuck her. He starts out slow but then speeds up to a fast paced fuck, now she is being fully fucked and he grabs by the hair and tilts her head back to suck on her neck while he starts to pound her pussy faster and harder.

He stops and grabs the collar of her shirt and rips it open and pulls her bra off snapping the clasp in the back. Then starts to fuck her some more and he sucks and bites her nipples, this makes her a little turned on because she's never had anyone just take what they wanted from her and the feeling of his cock fucking her is starting to make her want it more. As he fucks her he puts his hand on her throat and smacks her tits roughly and asks her, "Do you like it being fucked like the dirty whore you are?" 

She screams out a moaned "NO, STOP." 

He doesn't even break his pace as he slaps her cheek and asks again with more anger in his voice. She screams out in a full moan "YES, FUCK ME!" 

"I knew you liked it!" and he grabs her hips and starts to fuck her harder then she has ever been fucked before, she cums on his cock.

He as she does she can hear the sound of his cock slamming into her pussy change to hear the sound of his now cum drenched balls smacking her ass. Then he leans over and shoves his cock all the ways into her and she can feel the pulsating throb as he shoots his load inside her. After he cums he whispers in her ear, "I'm going to treat you like my little cum loving toy." 

After he slides his cock out of her he gets off the bed and walks over to her head and leans over and rubs his cock on her face then wipes the rest of it off with a handful of her hair. As he walks up the steps he says "I'll be back for later." 

Then she hears the shower start as she lays there and thinks about what just happened and the feeling of her and his cum drying on her faces turns her on more than she has ever been before. She knows that he is going to keep raping her but she is liking it and realizes it's what she's wanted, a man to fully take her and treat her like his person fuck toy. 

The sound of the shower turned off snaps her back to reality as he walks down the steps and removes her eye cover. She sees him standing there with his mask back on but fully nude, he asks her if she's thirsty but she can't say anything because she's staring at the cock that just made her cum so hard. After a few moments she looks up and says "a little." He nods and says "I'll be right back then." 

He comes back with a glass of water and slowly brings it to her lips to drink. As she's drinking she can't help but to want that cock some more, after all she's laying in a soaked spot of her own cum. Once she's done drinking he stands up and she can't help but to be more and more turned on, she arches her back a little bit as she watches him play with the tip his cock, almost in a full jerking off motion now, he leans over and takes two fingers and runs it in a upward motion along her pussy and rubs his fingers together saying, "You are a horny slut aren't you." 

She nods a little to agree with him and he lets out a little chuckle as he moves over to her head. She leans her head back and opens her mouth inviting him to play with her tongue again. He sticks the tip of his cock into her mouth and she begins to suck on it more intently, wanting him to be pleased. He lets out a low moan and it makes her want it to be in more. He grabs her by the hair and slides his cock out of her mouth and asks her, "If I untie your hands are you going to be a good little slut?" 

She answers in a low moan, "Yes, Master." 

He unties on of her hands and she reaches over and begins to stroke his cock, pulling on it to please him. He steps forward again to let her suck it some more and leans down a bit to rub her clit she starts to moan at his touch. Then he drags is pussy covered fingers up her body to her nipples and starts to pinch and pull on them.

A light moan comes from her as she sucks his cock harder wanting that sweet tasting cum to fill her mouth once again. He backs away pulling his cock from her mouth, "That's enough for now, you'll get more in the morning." 

He steps back over and ties her hand back to the bed rail then walks up the steps. As she hears his footsteps in the room above her she starts to wiggle her write that he just retied to try and loosen the knot of the binding. After about 10 minutes she finally gets enough room to slide her slender hand out of the knot then starts to untie her other hand. After she frees herself she slowly sneaks up the steps totally nude, looking around the corners like a burglar for any signs of life. She slowly walks over to the room she heard him go into and quietly opens the door and sees him lying there still nude with no covers on. So she decides that she needs to find a way out and get some clothes on. She sneaks back downstairs and grabs the ropes she was tied up with but no sign of any cloths to wear. She gets the idea of wearing his clothes but they are in his room where he's asleep, with the lightest steps she can muster she sneaks into his room to grab his clothes and sees the knife he used to kidnap her to begin with. She grabs the knife and unsheathes it for protection in case he wakes up. She starts to stare at his nude body and she quietly tries to put his clothes on as quietly as possible but gets turned on by looking at the cock she was just sucking on 15 minutes ago. 

She slowly removes the shirt she just put on and takes the knife edge and puts it to his throat, feeling this he opens his eyes slowly to see her standing over the top of him. He slowly starts to speak and is interrupted by her covering his mouth with her other hand. "it's time for you to get raped a bit mother fucker" she says with anger keeping the blade to his throat she mounts him lying there and starts to grind her now soaking wet pussy on his cock. 

She starts to feel it grow under her and she leans down to whisper in his ear, "This slut wants that cock to punish my ass now." 

He smiles as he starts to get harder from her motions, he slowly runs his hands up her soft thighs and begins to grind back, now fully hard she moves the knife from his throat and leans up for him to move his cock into position for her to sit on. He starts to put it in her pussy and she pulls his hair hard and screams, "I said my ass!"

She reaches down and grabs his cock and slides it into her ass and begins to grind it further in, moaning with every inch. She leans forward to spread her ass cheeks so he can get it all the way in before she sits back down on it now going all the way in. 

As he's now fully fucking her ass she moans out for him to fuck her harder and he pushes her off him onto the floor, she lands on the floor on her side and he springs up from the bed and grabs her hair and pushes her face onto the carpeted floor then rams his cock into her ass some more now brutalizing her asshole. She screams out in pleasure as he's now fucking her asshole like she wanted this excites him so much he cums again, this time inside her ass. He pulls his cock from her and stands up as she lays there breathing heavy, she rolls over onto her back to look up at him standing there with cum dripping from his cock, "Is that all?" 

This makes him look in shock as he was the one who was supposed to be in control. He gets an angry look on his face, "You want more bitch!?" 

She replies "Of course, but you don't seem to be able to fuck me anymore tonight."

This makes him think a moment before he says "Fine, I know what to do with your slutty ass." 

He grabs he by the hair and leads her out the back door totally nude into the back shed where there is a small table about 15 inches off the ground and pushes her onto it face down and grabs more ropes to tie her to it. He ties her hands together then down to a ring below the table. Then he ties her knees apart, one on each side of the table, he grabs some metal leg shackles and binds he ankles with those to a small ring on the floor. She asks with an arrogant sound to her voice "Is this all you're going to do to me you chicken shit!? Are you afraid of a real peace of ass?" 

He smiles evilly as she lays there bent over this small table completely spread open and walks over to the door on the other side and grabs a fuck machine with a large dildo on the end of it, he sets it up behind her and spits on the tip then rubs it around then he lines it up and sticks the tips in her ass and turns it on low. She starts to moan as the big dildo goes deep into her ass stretching it out with every thrust. She arches her back to let the machine go deeper as he turns it up higher. She looks up at him as he's watching her enjoy this feeling then he turns up faster and her eyes open wider as she's now taking all 13 inches of it up her ass. This makes her moan loudly and he walks past her, "Enjoy your night slut." and closes the door to let her be punished. 

About 2 hours later he comes back in to see her with cum dripping down the inside of her legs from having been fucked for so long and a puddle on the floor around her where she came. She looks up at him and smiles lightly and says "That felt amazing. I would have never done that." 

He smirks and reaches down to unbind her from the table and removes the leg shackles. She stands of and almost falls over she reaches out to grabs him to steady herself.

He puts his arm around her and leads her back into the house. Down to the basement they go he lays her on the now damp mattress and gives her a blanket then says "you like being covered in cum and being used don't you?" 

She smiles and says I never knew I did till you came into my life. He smiles and tells her good night then kisses her forehead walks up the steps.

The next morning she wakes up in her bed at her house in a damp spot on her bed, she's confused by this wondering if it was real or not. She looks around the room then pulls her covers off of her and sees a cucumber lying in the bed next to her. She gets out of the bed and walks around her house still in a daze. She sits down on a chair in the dining room and tries to remember all of what she thought was real. She decides it was a dream and starts the shower to begin her day then off to class. The whole day she relives the passion she felt that night in her mind over and over. Lunch time comes and she walks down the alley she remembered wondering if maybe the black car would be there but to her dismay it wasn't. I guess these this was all in my head she thought to herself, as she ordered her sub she noticed she started to get wet thinking about how he abused her and made her cum for his own personal pleasure.

She left the sub shop and decided to cut class, as she walks home she gets more and more turned on then finally she walks into her house and drops everything and starts to rub her pussy thinking of his touch. She strips down to starts to finger herself when she moves into the kitchen and grabs a cucumber out of the refrigerator and starts to fuck it hard and fast trying to recreate the feeling she remembered from her dream.

As she cum she feels a feeling of satisfaction, the pleasure she wants can only be obtained by her dreams. Maybe if she's lucky she might meet her Knight in darkened armor to make her desires come true.



The Kidnapping of Cinny



We hide by our van, waiting outside the club that we know our friend, Cinny, is currently having a good time inside. We are both wearing ski masks, hiding our face from our soon to be victim. My partner is holding a needle full of sedative, ready to plunge into the flesh of our friend. My hands are empty, so that I will be free to grab her and toss her into our van. 

Finally as the door opens we see our friend coming outside. She is dressed in a tight leather skirt and corset, thigh high boots and fishnet stockings. Her hair is up in a tight ponytail, which will be helpful for us. This means her hair won't be in our way. We move carefully in the shadows, following her until she is right beside our van on the way to her own car. 

I nod quickly, and we both launch forward. I wrap my arms around Cinny and hold her tightly against my chest, trying to keep her as still as I can. Morrigan quickly jabs the needle into Cinny's thigh, and pushes the plunger down all the way, emptying all of the sedative into the other girl. Cinny struggles a little bit, trying to get away from me, but the drug quickly takes effect and she goes limp in my arms.

Morrigan opens the van door quickly, then grabs Cinny's legs and helps me toss her into the van. We just roughly toss her into the van, laughing at the thump she makes against the floor. I climb into the van and shut the sliding door behind me, and Morrigan climbs into the driver's seat. We both take our masks off, then she starts the van and drives off. 

While in the back, I quickly take off my panties and shove them into Cinny's mouth, then place a strip of duct tape over her lips. I put cuffs onto her wrists and ankles, locking them into place. I connect them together with double ended d-clips. I take some time to just fondle her body, feeling her round, perky tits, and her tight, firm ass. I run a hand over the front of her panties, purring at the warmth of her pussy.

Finally, Morrigan pulls into the driveway of our home, opens the garage door and pulls into it. She shuts off the engine, and then closes the garage door. I open the sliding door on the van, and roll Cinny out onto the pull cart that Morrigan has moved to beside the van. Together we pull the cart into the house, quickly moving into the bed room. 

We move Cinny onto our king bed, forcing her body up onto her knees, and clipping the cuffs to bars on opposite sides of the bed, keeping her arms spread wide. We grab a spreader bar and connect it to her ankles, making her keep her legs spread wide. Morrigan slips a blindfold over Cinny's eyes. We take off all our clothes and the ski masks.

I grab the smelling salts and wave it under Cinny's nose, laughing as she jumps awake with a muffled, indignant screech. Morrigan and I both grab ahold of scissors and carefully cut the clothes off of Cinny, freeing her sexy skin into the air of our bedroom. We run our hands over her naked body as she tries to get away from our attentions.

Morrigan and I each grab a flogger and start a nice rhythm, alternating floggers against her back in a continuing torrent of impact on her back. Cinny struggles against the cuffs, straining her muscles as she tries to get away from our onslaught. 

We keep silent, just pointing at the toys we want, communication only with gestures so that Cinny will not realize who is doing this to her. We finally stop flogging her, and grab ahold of one whip each. We carefully move ourselves so that we can do a continuous onslaught of whipping. She screams behind her gag, shaking her head side to side as we whip her back.

After about 20 minutes of that we stop, and grab ahold of a cane each. We pin her shoulders against the bed frame, and begin striping her thighs; Maybe half an inch between each strip, starting right below her butt and ending right above the back of her knee. She struggles against us, but she has no hope of any mercy or freedom. We were too careful for that.

After her thighs are thoroughly striped, we each grab a paddle, and wail upon her tight ass. She screams behind the gag, obviously pissed at what we are doing. We paddle her for almost 45 minutes before we finally stop. We put on a strap on and release Cinny's wrists, knock her onto her back, and quickly secure her wrists to the footboard, spread wide so that she cannot fight back or get away from us. We get rid of the spreader bar and connect her cuffs to the sides of the bed, forcing her legs spread as wide as they possibly will go. I climb between Cinny's legs as Morrigan kneels over her head. 

We both turn on the internal vibrators that come with the strap-ons, and shiver a little with the pleasure. Morrigan rips the tape off Cinny's mouth, and pulls my panties out carefully. She slaps Cinny hard as Cinny starts to cuss at us, and shoves her dildo into the other's mouth quickly.

I shove my dildo into her tight pussy and begin thrusting into her. Morrigan is pounding her mouth and throat. We keep thrusting even as we orgasm over and over again. We force many orgasms out of her and orgasm ourselves even more than that. We keep going at her for an hour before we switch places, and go at her for another hour. Finally we force her onto her stomach and secure her wrists and ankles wide. 

I grab a bottle of lubricant and thoroughly cover my dildo with it. Morrigan kneels beside her, lifts her head and yanks the blindfold off her face, looking straight into the other's eyes as she does. Cinny gasps and frowns at Morrigan, then opens her mouth to say something, but I don't let her get anywhere. I quickly slam my lubed dildo into her tight ass, causing her to scream out loud. 

I thrust hard into her over and over again, fucking her ass hard as I orgasm over and over. She is panting and trembling before I stop. I reach under Cinny and caress her breasts with a smile, and she turns to look over her shoulder at me. 

"Be a good girl, Cinny. We have video and pictures of what happened tonight and we won't hesitate to show everyone if you disobey us." I tell her, smirking as she lays her head down in defeat. "You belong to us now, slut." 

Morrigan caresses her head, then carefully slips a collar around the other's throat. She connects a chain from the post at the foot of the bed to Cinny's collar. Cinny sighs loudly and nods at us, silently telling us that she will not cause us any problems.



The Kidnapping of MY Slut



There I was walking down a snow and slush covered street in a pair of not so water resistant running shoes, muttering to myself, "Fucking silly slut!!" Why was I wandering around in the slush and snow you may be wondering? Well let me tell you how it all began and where it went. By the way get comfy because it's a long story. 

It all started a couple of months ago when I answered an ADULT personals ad. It seems this couple was looking for another man to add into the mix. I answered the ad and got the email address of the woman half of the couple. Thank god it wasn't Skip that read my mail or this whole experience might not have happened. 

Debbie (referred hereafter as slut) and I spent quite a bit of time typing back and forth to each other and from our conversations about things we fantasized about; I found one of her fantasies was to be kidnapped. This seemed like an ideal way to meet this particular woman so I decided then and there that this would be how it went. I told her that I would like to make that particular fantasy come true for her but that she would have to help just a little. Had it been summer I likely would have just asked where she worked and told her I would meet her one night after work and then stalked her to find how she went home etc but it was a little too cold to be hanging out doing that. So I gave her a simple task, to write down which streets she took home. Sounds simple doesn't it? I thought it would be, but as I found out when I attempted to follow the directions from her work to her home, I found my self nowhere near where she lived. I should have driven to do this but I thought it best to walk and see where I could hide and sneak up on her to accomplish the kidnapping part. So there I was wandering around in the snow and slush muttering to myself, "Fucking silly slut!!"

It's a good thing I gave myself lots of extra time to accomplish the task of plotting where to snatch her. As it turned out I had to retrace my steps and go back to my van and attempt to find the correct way to get to her house. After quite a bit of driving around I finally found where she lived and backtracked to what I thought to be the best route to her work. I found what I thought to be a good spot to park and lie in wait for her. It allowed me to park with the side door to the sidewalk and still be out of sight until she came past the edge of a building. This would be perfect I thought to myself. It was still in the business part of town so I wouldn't have to worry about being seen taking a woman off the street unless someone was walking behind her or driving past on the street. With my spot picked out I went to park where I could see the door to the bank where she worked. 

It was approaching midnight as I climbed into the back seat to wait for my prey. The tinted windows would allow me to see her but not allow her to see me. 

I sat and waited (and shivered). She came out once but it was for a smoke break. I thought to myself "She's going to pay for her lack of direction and that smoke. She should be getting her work done." 

Soon enough the time came and I saw the lights go out in the bank. This was it. My heart started racing. I saw her look around and start to walk home. I climbed into the drivers seat and sped off after her. Before I knew it she was around the first corner. I turned the corner and drove past, eyeing her as I went. She didn't even look in my direction. I quickly made my way to the spot to wait for her. I had no sooner parked and got out of the van to peek around the building when I saw her on the OPPOSITE side of the road. "Fuck!!", I said out loud. I hopped into my van and went off to get ahead of her and find a new spot. The next place I tried was behind a store but once again she went across the street. "Does she see me? Is she TRYING to piss me off or is it just working out that way?" This would be the third time I'd have to drive by to get in front of her again and this time she did look my way. "Damn she walks fast." I thought to myself. By the time I found a good place to lurk I was almost to her house so this would be my last attempt to grab her.

It was a dark little side street. Parked two houses away from the corner, I had just gotten turned around and had the front of the van pointed back towards where she would be crossing the street. I made sure the dome light wouldn't come on and I unlatched the sliding back door before I exited the vehicle. There wasn't much light on the side street so when she did look right at me I don't think she recognized me. I felt in my pockets to make sure I had what I needed. In one pocket was some rope and in the other was a ski mask I had purchased that day. I took the mask out of my pocket and made sure the eyeholes were going to face me when I pulled it over her head. I ran up behind her, pulled the mask over her face, put one arm around her arms the other around her neck and applied some pressure. 

I growled in her ear "Don't make a sound!", although with my arm around her throat I doubt she could have made much noise. I turned her around and started to walk her back towards my van, hoping that no one was looking out their window and writing down my license number. I walked her back to the van, pressed her up against it's cold surface, took the rope from my pocket and pulled her hands behind her back and tied them there. I slid the door open and helped her onto the van's back seat, pushed her into the van is more accurate. After hopping into the drivers seat I turned around and positioned her how I wanted her and unzipped her leather jacket. I couldn't resist and gave her breast a not so gentle squeeze. Much to my surprise she responded with a small moan. Either she liked it or my hands were cold. At that point I really didn't care which it was I was just glad that the stressful part of the night was over (for me anyway).

I fired up the van and took off for the not so nice hotel district on the outskirts of town. Driving through the snowy streets I would occasionally taunt her. "Do you know where we are now? Have you been keeping track of which way we turned? Bet you're wondering what's going to happen to you!" The first two answers were both no's and the third was a very squeaky yes. At every stoplight I would take the opportunity to turn around and slide my hand into her shirt to squeeze her breast and pinch her nipple. I was sure I could feel her pressing herself into my hand. "This is going to be an interesting night.", I thought to myself. After nearly sliding through a red light, (really need to get SNOW tires), I concentrated more on my driving than the slut in the back. After about 15 minutes we were well out of town and coming up on a row of not very nice hotels. I had wanted to have the room all ready for the night's festivities, meaning having already checked in etc, but her lousy directions had fucked that up. 

We finally stopped at the last hotel of the lot. I shut the engine off, told her in no uncertain terms that if she moved I would see and her punishment would be severe. Luckily for me she so wanted this to happen or else the crap job I did of tying her would have left me with nothing more than a dive of a motel room, a hard cock and nowhere to put it, or worse, criminal charges. Before I got out of the van I put my hand around her throat, gave a little squeeze and told her I would be right back. I opened the door, hit the power lock switch and assured her that no one would be getting in to help her. I checked in as fast as I could and made sure to ask for a room with no neighbors on either side as I was very hard of hearing and didn't want to disturb others with the volume level of the television. Fortunately these accommodations were not the first choice of most travelers and my request was easily filled. Having obtained my key (yes a key, no slick key cards in this dump), a clock radio so I could keep track of time and 2 bottles of water, it was back out to the van to make sure my prize was still there. Unlocking the door to the van a quick glance into the back gave me a little sigh of relief to see she was still in the EXACT position I had left her.

I drove down and backed into the parking space in front of the room. Reaching back, I gave her nipple a twist and pressed the key to her face. I told her, "This is the key to all the naughty little dreams you've ever had." I instructed her once again not to move while I got the door open and my stuff inside. I almost slipped and fell as I came back out to get the entertainment for the evening and I thought to myself, "That's all I needed would be to drop and break the slut before I even get to play with her." 

I opened the sliding door and waited until the woman that had checked me in left the office and then hauled my prize out and onto her shaky legs. That was when I noticed what a crap job I had done at tying her. I guided her into the room without anyone falling in the snow then closed and locked the door. I stood her near the foot of one of the double beds, walked slowly around her and said to her "NOW the fun begins!"

I finished untying the rope that held her hands behind her back and pulled her faded black leather coat off her. I asked her, "Do you have any weapons on you tonight?" She replied that she did not but I checked the coat anyway. After satisfying myself that her coat didn't pose any threat to me I turned my attention back to her. I pushed her back up against the nearest wall and frisked her. "A lady walking the streets late at night can't be too careful. Oh wait I forgot you're not a lady you're a slut and besides you've told me that you usually carry some form of protection so lets have a look shall we." Having said that I pushed her shirt up under her chin and much to my surprise she was wearing a bra. Although I had told her that I would help her to make her kidnapping fantasy come true I had also instructed her to not wear any bra or panties because she wouldn't know when or where I would take her. She had failed two tests so far tonight. I became annoyed and slapped her right cheek fairly hard. Normally she isn't one to put up with any shit from anyone and she got a look on her face like she was about to do something about it when I got right up in her mask covered face and yelled "I told you not to wear anything under you're clothes didn't I slut. You probably are wearing panties to." Without waiting for an answer I unsnapped her jeans, slid the zipper down and thrust my hand into her pants. This action was met with another low moan. Sure enough she was wearing a thong and it was already soaked. I put my free hand around her neck and growled "Strike two and you're already wet slut. I really didn't expect you to be that wet so soon, you must really be a horny little slut aren't you?" Her reply didn't come fast enough so I tightened my grip on her throat and pussy. She breathed heavily, "Yes I am Master."

In all the time I had been talking to her (well typing at her), she had been instructed to always call me Master and never to refer to me by my name. Letting go of her neck I threw her onto the bed and told her to strip to her bra and thong.

She hesitated before pulling the shirt up over her head shirt. Next came the shoes, socks and pants. She wrapped her arms across her chest in a vain attempt at modesty. I laughed and pulled her arms down. She was clearly aroused, as I could clearly see her nipples poking out through her sports bra. I commented on them and she told me it was because she was cold. Being that I was still fully clothed I took that opportunity to be a sport and cranked the heat.

She looked so nice sitting there in just a bra and thong but the ski mask pulled backwards over her head really wasn't doing it for me so I replaced the mask with a nice little blindfold I pulled from my bag of tricks. "I think I can find a way to warm you up slut." I sat her up in the middle of the bed and went back to my bag of tricks, making sure to tell her what each thing taken from the bag was. 

"First off we have a nice leather flogger to whip your tits and thighs with." I traced the ends of it down her chest and over her legs then placed it on the table in between the beds. Out next were the nipple clamps. I dropped them noisily on the table so she would get a hint of the weight they had. 

The next item was to be put into use right away. I placed them on her chest. They were cold, round and steel and she correctly guessed they were handcuffs.

I took her right hand and locked it up and then her left. I tied a rope in between the cuffs and then laid her out on the bed. When she was comfy I pulled the rope hard and her hands flew up over her head. I secured the rope to the bed and next went to work on securing her feet. Using nylon straps with velcro I secured her spread eagled to the foot of the bed. Her breathing was getting a little heavier now as she tested her bindings. She wasn't going anywhere till I allowed it. "There's one more item in my bag to deal with the clothes you weren't supposed to wear." 

I took out a small but very sharp knife. I put the blunt side of it underneath her throat and applied a little pressure. Again she let out what could only be described as a sexual moan. Even knowing that I could just have easily sliced her throat wide open she still wanted all I was going to do to her.

I then asked her "Are you scared?" Her reply came quickly and quietly "A little." I informed her that before I was done she would be shaking and not because the room was slow to warm up. I used the sharp point of the knife and traced it down between her C cup breasts. While I don't like bras or underwear I had to admit that the bra did enhance the look of her tits. Her nipples were clearly hard and straining to push through her it. I used the point of my knife to push her right nipple down, once again eliciting a moan from the slut. I repeated the action on the other nipple and then commented that her bra seemed to be hampering my ability to play with her nipples. She made no comment but simply waited to see what I would do. Using the knife, I quickly cut holes in the bra for her nipples to stick out through. After scraping the blade over the tops of her nipples I thought to myself that they could probably be even longer so I took each of them in turn into my mouth and sucked hard and bit down on them. This produced a whole new round of moaning from the slut. In addition I could feel her pressing her body up into my mouth, encouraging me to be rougher with her. I did not disappoint her. I bit down and sucked them even harder. When I was done with them they were indeed longer and harder than any nipples I had played with in a very long time. 

When I stopped my assault on her nipples, she continued to squirm. If I could have read her mind (which I think I can actually do most times), I would have heard her saying "Don't stop it feels so good." As much as I do like a nice set of tits to play with I had more plans for her and not as much time as I would like. I reached for the knife and pushed it up underneath her bra. I dug the tip of it into her just a little and with maddening slowness I dragged it down from under her bra and down towards her spread legs. Her breathing at that time was hard and fast, but the closer I got to her pussy, the deeper her breaths were and the frequency between them decreased. By the time the knife was running down the center of her soaking wet thong she had stopped breathing altogether. It wasn't until I pulled the tip off of her that she began to breathe again. 

I turned the knife around and using the handle I started to push the thong into her pussy. I had about two inches of the handle inside of her pussy. She was soaking wet. I began to fuck her with the handle. For a while she stayed still but as her passion built, so did her movements. I had to caution her. "You do realize that I am fucking your cunt with the handle of a knife don't you?" With that thought her movements quickly stopped and she let me go at my own pace. After amusing myself with the knife for a little while longer I withdrew it and then placed the blade against her throat and told her to open her mouth. When she did as told, I placed the handle of the knife between her teeth, pushed her mouth closed and cautioned her, "It's very sharp so don't drop it."

I couldn't resist her charms any longer. I pulled her thong off to one side and shoved two fingers into her hot wet pussy and began to fingerfuck her. Had she not had that knife in her mouth, it surely would have been open. I had been having her practice not coming by playing with herself for a set time every night and it's a good thing she had been doing it or she surely would have come before I wanted her to. I could tell she wanted to come already but I growled at her not to even entertain the thought, as she had not yet earned that right. I didn't want her to have an accident (just yet), so I withdrew my fingers. She whimpered when I did and asked me to finger her more, although with the knife between her teeth it was a little hard to understand her. I declined and took the knife from her.

I whispered in her ear, "It's time for you to be naked slut." I cut both shoulder straps in one quick movement and then proceeded to use the blade to saw through the material slowly. I was then able to remove the offending garment from her body revealing her breasts in all their glory. I then set my sights on her thong. This time I had no intentions of using the knife. I got right in her face and using a raised voice told her, "Next time you don't dress appropriately the consequences will be worse!" As I said that I took hold of the front of her thong, pulled it up into her pussy and then ripped it from her body. 

"Will you fuck me now?", she asked. I laughed at her and she had no idea why. "You don't expect me to fuck a dirty slut like you do you? You've been working all night and you need to be clean before I will use you sexually slut." She bounced her ass off the bed several times in frustration. This behavior was unacceptable and a slap to the side of her face let her know it. I untied the rope from the handcuffs and then undid the handcuffs. I sat her up and then undid her leg restraints. I stood her up and then led her into the bathroom. After helping her step safely into the shower I placed her hands on the showerhead and secured her there with a rope. Unfortunately for her there was a serious lack of hot water. After getting the water as warm as it was going to get (which was by no means hot), I pulled the button to start it coming out of the showerhead and onto the slut. Her reaction was priceless. She started to squirm and twist to get away from it, but she couldn't. All the while she yelled how cold it was and I better turn it off fast. "You my dear slut, are in no position to be giving orders!" With that said I took the soap and set about the task of washing her.

I took a washcloth from the rack and soaped it up then I turned my attention to cleaning the slut. It wasn't the softest cloth and I was by no means nice in my cleansing of her. I started at her throat and worked my way from there. For a brief moment the soapy rag and my hand was around her throat and I could hear her softly moan. I made no mention of that to her but filed the information away for later use. I washed her shoulders and under her arms then moved onto her breasts. I made sure to be especially firm when washing her tits, spending more time then was really necessary, but I wanted her tits to be even more sensitive then they were usually. I really enjoyed the way her mouth hung open when I used the soapy cloth to stretch her nipples to their full extent. 

She seemed almost sad when I moved down to wash her legs and feet. Lucky for me her balance was good enough that she didn't fall while cleaning her feet. As I moved higher up her legs her breathing got heavier. After washing both of her legs it was time to wash the most important places that I was later going to be using ALOT. "Spread your legs slut!" She did and I made her wait for my touch. When I finally touched her with the cloth I could see her press down onto it. I spent a good 30 seconds rubbing her pussy with that cloth and then took one of her legs and put it up on the side of the tub. She knew what was coming and started to say "No not there." A slap to her ass got her attention and she knew there was very little she could do to stop me from doing whatever I felt like. I took that washcloth and scrubbed her ass. I could feel her clench when I took a finger and pushed that cloth up into her asshole. She let out a gasp. "Have to make sure you are clean INSIDE and out slut." "Why?", she asked, "Are you going to fuck me THERE?? No one has ever even put a finger up my ass never mind a cock." I let her know in no uncertain terms, "Tonight that will change slut."