****** Undone by R/Dave ******
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Undone


Kate and Frank had come to know one another in business college, and grew to
respect each others special complimentary abilities almost immediately. A
whirlwind romance lasting for a few short weeks followed, but they found they
lacked the "special chemistry" required for a life long relationship and
settled for a productive partnership instead. At first, the long nights and
exhausting weekends made them question their commitment to the small
dilapidated restaurant; but as their efforts began to pay off and they began to
expand to other locations, they marveled at how quickly their mutual success
had been realized. With the unique ability to anticipate each other's
decisions, they became inseparable as partners, although their personal lives
were as different as night and day.

Frank had met a charming gal during a business trip and they soon fell fast in
love. They married in a quiet ceremony accompanied only by closest friends and
family members which included Kate. The ensuing relationship between Frank and
his lady blossomed into maturity amidst the challenges brought about by the
growing business, and soon to young daughters graced his comfortable home in
the better part of town. Meanwhile, Kate had chosen to remain single, repulsed
by the idea of a man dominating her in any way - especially sexually. The
thought of a mans filthy organ invading her most delicate and intimate places
sickened her to a point of vomiting. She had explored female companionship
secretly, but found it held no special allure for her, and opted to live her
life her way, by herself.

As the years rendered their youthful ambitions to be highly successful, both
Kate and Frank found time to pursue their dreams, and were able to boast of
living with the upper crust of society. With both of Frank's daughters rapidly
approaching puberty with their acceptance at one of the finest Ivy league
colleges assured, and his dedicated wife on the board of trustees at the second
largest church in the state, his family was the epitome of the American success
story. Kate, on the other hand, explored the world at leisure, accumulating
information on its diverse mysteries for a book she some day hoped to write.
Her knowledge of customs and eccentricities grew steadily, and she was often
sought out by the scientific community to aid in specific research that would
otherwise go unsponsored.

On the night of Kate's 35th birthday, Frank surprised her with an offer for an
intimate candlelight dinner at one of the best restaurants in town. She
accepted for lack of any other offer, and he met her there at eight sharp
dressed in a formal suit with a bouquet of roses. Despite her frigidity, she
was almost beside herself in surprise, and warmed to his overtures as the
delicacies were slowly consumed amidst talk of past dreams and future goals. As
the round of deserts was being prepared, she excused herself to the "powder
room;" affording Frank the opportunity he awaited to dispense the tasteless
white powder discreetly into her bubbling refreshment. The sedative took
surprisingly brief moments to affect her judgement, and soon they were en route
to his home while his wife and daughters were away for a week stay with the in-
laws.

Kate awoke naked and securely bound by her wrists and ankles in a large bed
with a soft towel under her slim rump. She was blindfolded but outside of being
cold and embarrassed, she was otherwise unharmed. Frank entered dressed in only
a flannel robe with a jar of muscle ointment in his hands.. He sat next to her
on the bed, and she recognized him immediately by the fragrance he always wore.

"Why, Frank?" she asked with rage barely masked in her shaking voice.

"Oh, I figure it's time to dissolve the partnership," he quipped.

"What?" she squeaked as she felt her throat tightening in anger. "Why?"

"It's time for me to retire once my girls head off to college, and I won't be
able to without your approval," he replied.

"Well let's talk about it; isn't this an extreme approach to a simple problem?"

"Not at all," he returned, "You see, over the past few years, you've become
almost unapproachable by both our customers and suppliers as well as myself.
Your self-righteous attitude has crippled our business, and I'm having to spend
much of my time repairing the disasters you regularly create. Despite my many
attempts to remedy this, you continue to blatantly disregard me as being a
sentimental humanist; embarrassing me in front of our business associates and
my family."

"Look," she defended, "We both have our faults, but they don't justify that we
take liberties with each other's bodies!"

"Oh?" he retorted, "I've exhausted all of my other options, and after
contending with your frigidity and frustration for all these years, the limits
to my patience have finally been exceeded. Further, I'm tired of justifying my
motivations to someone as judgmental and narrow-minded as yourself."

"So just what do you intend to do?" she queried, half rebuking this once
unstoppable partner she was trying to intimidate now.

"Reckon it's time to put you out of your misery," he responded.

"Now you don't mean that, really, do you Frank - after all we've been through
together?" she queried with a hint of fear in her voice.

"Oh yeah," he replied. "Now we can do this nice and easy, or make it tough; how
would you like it?"

"Now come on Frank, don't do this. What, what would your wife and daughters
say?" she asked as her voice trembled more noticeably and her defenses began to
crumble.

"I really wouldn't worry about that, Kate; I suggest you take a few moments to
consider your options now - easy or tough." With that he sealed her mouth shut
with a strip of duct tape, and she felt the bed rebound as he left her side.

Somewhere in the distance she heard the phone ring, and then heard his subtitle
monotones indistinctly fill the otherwise silent air. Minutes seemed like hours
as Kate considered the events that led to her capture, and the conversations
that had followed. Trying to make some sense of the partner that she had always
taken for granted, she considered the sincerity of his threats, and, knowing
him to be a "man of his word," tried to conjure some way to derail his anger
towards a more productive end. Objectively, Kate then decided not to offer any
resistance to him and accept his "easy" option in hopes that the gentle man
would emerge and reconsider her fate. Somehow, she could never believe that he
would take her life, and calmed her racing thoughts with memories of some of
their good times. By the time Frank returned, she had drifted into an uncertain
sleep.

The captor smiled inwardly as he viewed his captive; for a woman with thirty-
five years, she had weathered the seasons well. Her physique was that of a
woman ten years younger, tempered with regular exercise and a healthy diet. Her
face reflected the years however, and her eyes had lost much of the brilliance
they contained when they first met so long ago. Frank studied her slight frame
distastefully at first, but as her physical beauty filled his senses he
gradually became aroused, deciding to take her guarded virginity before the
night was through. He sat down beside her and she awakened quickly. Removing
the duct tape slowly, he quietly studied her tired face until she finally spoke

"I'll do what you wish, she uttered in resignation, but at least give me some
clothes and untie me, would you?" she offered as she tried to restore some
moisture to her mouth along with her fleeting dignity.

"I don't really think you're in a position to bargain," he countered, "But I
will respect some of your wishes." With that he untied her right wrist, threw
his robe over her so that he was now naked, and then lowered her blindfold.

As she struggled to support herself on her free elbow, she was confronted with
a well written contract dissolving the partnership with her share to be a
fraction of his. As she tried to read through the volumes of fine print, Frank
jammed a pen into her free hand and dropped the papers onto her creamy thighs.

"Sign them," he hissed.

"Not without reading them..."

He slapped her with enough force to bruise her cheek and loosen some of her
dental work. "Sign it, now," he insisted between his clenched teeth.

Realizing her alternatives would only feed his anger, she scribbled her name
across the appropriate lines and threw the pen at him. Frank smirked as he rose
from the bed and put the contract on the dresser, knowing that she was no
longer in control of his professional destiny. As he stood in front of the
dresser, he could see her sizing up his flanks in the mirror as she
repositioned his robe to cover her more completely with her free hand... He
slowly strolled back over to the bed and firmly sized her free wrist,
resecuring it to the bed frame before re-applying the duct tape amidst her
protests. Removing the blindfold and his robe completely, Frank situated
himself comfortably next to her trembling body, savoring this moment that he
had planned for so long. He would exact his revenge for her countless
humiliations methodically, and insure her final moments of erotic agony would
offer him a lifetime of memories.

Kate was trembling quietly now, half from fear, and half from the chill as the
cold air swept over her delicate skin. She couldn't speak, but could only utter
senseless grunts and squeals, delighting her captor who would no longer be
forced to deal with her meaningless chatter. Frank began to explore the
contours and recesses of her body with his fingertips, impassively observing
her futile attempts to free herself. Her deep brown nipples became noticeably
crinkled and erect as he traced concentric circles around their base. Despite
her grunts of protest, he knew that her body was responding to his gently
stimulation from his previous experiences with his many different partners.
Every time he witnessed a girl's unconscious arousal, he silently thanked the
heavens he was a man. He leaned over her torso and slowly licked the straining
nipples into an even higher state of arousal, savoring the delicious salty
flavor of her skin as she arched her back in a final protest.

Frank's hands slid away from the two heaving mounds while his mouth continued
to administer to the firm brown nipples. Her belly quivered every time she
exhaled in a visual testimony of her growing desires, as Frank's fingertips
continued their downward exploration of her torso on to the well-trim mound of
virgin flesh already damp in unconscious anticipation. The scent of Kate's
womanhood filled the air, and she began to undulate her hips as Frank's fingers
began to explore the pouting lips and recesses of her swollen virginity. Her
clitoris was now fully erect raising its reddish hood above the silky valley
that she had guarded so carefully for so long... As Frank's fingers invaded her
deepest recesses, her will to resist quickly faded to be replaced with unwanted
lustful desires. Sweat began to form along her hairline and her eyes closed to
fully focus on the arousal she had denied herself for so long. As her hips
undulated more forcibly against his probing fingertips, Frank new that she
would soon go over the edge.

Kate's muffled sighs were reaching a high-pitched crescendo when Frank dropped
his mouth over her throbbing womanhood and drew the abundant nectar of her
arousal across his flickering tongue. She was no longer in control of her
responses as she began the final ascent into ecstasy. Frank continued to guide
her slowly to the brink, and at the moment of her impending orgasm, he deftly
arose and swiftly guided his engorged penis into her; forcing its full length
deep inside her while tearing the remnants of her hymen away from the silky
walls of her vagina. Her eyes shot open and her body froze as Frank's manhood
robbed her of the last vestige of dignity; yet despite her anger at the
unwanted invasion, her body yielded to the erotic overload, and exploded in a
monumental orgasm that drained her senses and made her pass out. The silky
glove that so firmly gripped Frank's manhood continued to spasm uncontrollably,
and brought him to an explosive orgasm that virtually overflowed her virgin
womb with his life giving seed. He collapsed on to her trembling body, and
allowed the fullness of the moment to abate gradually.

When Kate finally begin to stir several hours later, she was awash with
conflicting emotions; angered at the invasion and her reaction, yet utterly
fulfilled by her former business partner. No longer could she understand why
she had so despised male sexuality and made a personal commitment to pursue her
sexual fulfillment if she ever escaped from her position. Perhaps, she thought
to herself, she could reason with her captor; yet the events leading up to her
first mutual orgasm reminded her that it would not be an easy task. She could
feel the nectar of their delicious encounter, once warm and full of life, now
crusting on full bush covering her pubis, creating a disquieting feeling.
Suddenly, Frank reentered the room with a small washbasin and a hand towel, his
flaccid penis bobbing from side to side as he walked.

"I truly hope you enjoyed that as much as I did," he said but before she could
respond he gently straddled her and began to apply cool shaving cream to her
vulva. Her eyes opened wide, half in terror and half in surprise, as Frank
began to shave her silky brown pubic hairs away with unhurried precision. Soon
the cool air bathed her fully exposed genitals and she flushed with the thought
of the last vestiges of her modesty being removed so cleanly. Now fully exposed
and vulnerable, she trembled at her helplessness, and realized Frank had
stripped her of all that she once held sacred. She began to silently cry to
herself, wishing she would wake up from this nightmare and return to the life
she had once known. Yet, even as she wallowed in her self-sympathy, Frank had
opened the container of Icy Hot that he had brought in earlier, and began to
liberally massage the ointment into her naked pussy lips and vulva. As the
first sensations began to awaken her consciousness, panic set in and with wide-
eyed pleading gestures, she erupted with a series of high-pitched protests.
Frank continued his thorough administrations, humming to himself quietly
despite her futile attempts to close her legs. Finally, with a flourish, Frank
rose, and after briefly massaging the slick cream into her now aroused nipples,
he picked up the basin and disappeared around the corner, still humming to
himself.

Panic overwhelmed Kate, and she began sobbing uncontrollably as the chemical
chill became increasingly painful. Soon the freezing sensation was replaced
with that of a painful burning, and despite her struggles and protests, the
sensations increased. For an eternity, she felt the balm burning her delicate
tissues unmercifully until, at the end of her resiliency, she collapsed and
surrendered to the agony. When she awoke, it was dark save for a small night
light that dimly illuminated the large room. As her eyes became accustomed to
the dark, she saw a figure moving in the shadows and began to panic. Finally,
Frank stepped into the small circle of light, and smiled down at her as he
unceremoniously applied more of the torturous balm liberally to her vulva. She
muffled a desperate protest and faded into unconsciousness before he had
completed the application. It would be dawn before she would reawaken, numb and
exhausted with Frank's engorged penis throbbing a few inches from her face.
Before Kate could shake the haze from her eyes, the duct tape was peeled away,
and her mouth was filled with his pungent manhood. He forced his penis deep
into her throat, effectively restricting her from biting down forcefully, then
swung his leg over her head to straddle her face before he grabbed two handfuls
of hair silky hair. Rocking her head up and down the length of his penis, he
ground his glans against the back of her throat, coating it with his pre-cum,
and making her gag with every forceful thrust. Kate fought for air, despising
the animal that was so insensitive to the last vestiges of her femininity.
Thankfully, Frank climaxed within just a few brief moments, spurting his cream
down her throat amidst her desperate gulps and grunts. Satiated, he pulled out
of her, as several pubic hairs mixed with a slick tendril of cum that dribbled
from the side of her mouth. She gagged, and tried to vomit onto her chest, then
spat at Frank in defiant disgust. He stumbled out of the bedroom, and in the
distance she could hear the sound of bath water.

In a flash of both desperation and logic, she realized that she was able to
speak again, and decided to use this freedom carefully, lest it be removed
again. When he returned, she mustered a smile with her dry and chafed lips.

He looked at her, then at the roll of tape, then turned and disappeared down
the hall, only to return a few moments later with a sweet roll and a glass of
juice on a small tray. Feeding her slowly, she felt some of the gently
benevolence of this man she had trusted for so many years returning. She felt
real hope for the first time since her capture, and decided to use utmost
discretion with her words in the future.

"I never knew sex could be so good," she stammered as a small piece of pastry
fell from her lip and onto her chest.

Frank said nothing, apparently lost in thought, and quietly continued to feed
her until the plate was empty save a few crumbs.

"I'm sorry; I never realized I hurt you so," she offered softly, hoping Frank
could find an ounce of understanding beneath his angry shell.

Without a word, Frank reached over and grabbed the tape, and despite the
pleading look in her eyes, her firmly applied the new strip across her mouth.
He then grasped the tray and disappeared down the hall as her hopes faded into
memory. He returned several minutes later, now humming to himself with a towel
over his shoulder and still as naked as the day he was born. Kate regarded his
body with disgust; no longer did she see the innate differences between a man
and a woman, but rather, she saw a cruel that had stolen her virginity. Deep
within her soul, she silently swore revenge that she would never be given an
opportunity to serve. Even as Kate allowed her anger and revulsion to dominate
her thoughts, Frank scooped out more of the muscle balm and liberally applied
it to her swollen vulva with gentle circular strokes. Before the searing heat
began to build in her tortured flesh, Kate felt momentary arousal at the
attention Frank was giving her genitals. She secretly began to wonder if she
could ever be the same, as the burning pain continued to build inside her.

The warm breeze drifted across the room when she awoke. Frank was sitting
beside her stroking her thighs absently. His eyes studied the intricacies of
her body silently, savoring the still firm breasts and gentle lines of her
torso. The puffy lips of her womanhood beckoned him into her depths, and he
felt the familiar pressure building in his loins as his manhood became
engorged. As his arousal increased, so too did his attention to his unwitting
partner, and soon Kate felt his fingers probing deep into her moistening
recesses for the tiny bud of pleasure. Despite the throbbing pain, she felt her
body responding as his fingers encircled her clitoris and explored her vaginal
tunnel simultaneously. Her hips began to undulate slowly, and her breasts
sprung to life, becoming firm while displaying her two engorged nipples
proudly.

Frank straddled her and, using his arms to support his weight, he guided his
penis along her tortured pussy lips. Kate struggled against the bindings that
held her so firmly, angered at his anticipated violation while angered at
herself for desiring the feel of his manhood deep within her. There was no
love, only the physical fulfillment she desired, and at this point, she no
longer cared who her partner was, as long as he could fulfill her burning need.
It was then she realized the parallels between the balm that Frank had applied
and the penetration he had supplied. There was warmth within, and that is what
she now craved. In reckless abandon, she relaxed to allow Frank full access to
her charms; savoring the moment his manhood cleaved into her deepest recesses
where her nectar now so freely flowed. Within moments, the pain she had
previously experienced was transformed into lust and she arched her back to
meet his thrusts as the first of many orgasms began to build within her.

With tiny squeaks Kate exploded with her first orgasm, pressing her vulva
firmly against Frank's pubis for more direct pressure on her clitoris. As her
body rocked from the first orgasm, a second and even stronger one was building
within her, making her grit her teeth and snort desperately for air. The
successive orgasms that followed gained strength until, fearful of her sanity,
she collapsed beneath her captor as his seed boiled deep within her to mix with
her delicate nectar and form a creamy mixture of orgasmic delight. Sensing her
abandon, Frank rolled onto his side, and allowed the euphoria to fade. Kate was
so tight despite his "treatments," and he couldn't seem to get enough of her.
Upon a whim he arose and headed into the kitchen to the bottle of Viagra he had
hidden in case he ever needed it.

Doubling the dose to insure its effectiveness, Frank downed the pills with a
flourish, and returned to the bedroom to await his impending erection.

When his erection returned, Frank swore it was larger and harder than any he
could ever remember, and, with a flair for the unusual, he put a dab of Icy Hot
on the very tip of the throbbing glans before inserting his manhood into her
dripping pussy. The erotic sensations of her silky vagina grasping his meat
gently were more sensual than anything he could ever remember, and he began to
thrust deep inside her as a man possessed, smashing his pelvis against her
distended pussy lips as he crushed her breasts against his chest. When the
orgasm arrived, the intensity of the sensations along with physical exertion to
which he was unaccustomed was too great for his heart to withstand. Amidst
flashing lights and the sounds of distant memories, he succumbed to his self-
made ecstasy, his heart exploding within his chest as the last of his life-
giving seed exploded deep within the silky confines of Kate's womanhood.
Frank's lifeless body would pin Kate helplessly to he bed for endless hours
before her rescue was effected.

When Frank's wife arrived home early after a clash with her Mother, she was
surprised to find the house silent. As she and her daughter made their way into
the kitchen, they heard the muffled screams of Kate and were soon at the
grotesque scene of depravity. At first the family just stared at the naked
backside of their beloved father with his penis still imbedded in the tortured
pussy of his restrained business partner. Then, with nary a word spoken, they
tore the remains of their now deceased father and lover off of his hapless
victim, ripping his genitals from his decomposing body during the struggle.
After a hushed investigation, the entire matter was dissolved with Kate
assuming the business and Frank's family financially secure for the remainder
of their lives. Once the two daughters graduated and made their way
successfully into the world, their loving mother retired to the autonomy of a
convent. Neither of Frank's daughters would ever take a husband and lived very
private lives of celibacy. On a fine gold necklace that Frank's wife always
wore were the shriveled and preserved remains of her beloved husbands genitals.

Kate quickly recovered from the experience, and used her new found knowledge to
help her gain more respectability and prominence in the business world. Within
a few short years she became one of the world's most successful women, and
continues to live a life of luxury to this very day. Most nights, her now aging
but still alluring form can be found in the seedy parts of town, disguised with
makeup and a blond wig; and always accompanied by an abundant supply of Icy Hot
balm.

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