abduction----part-1-thru-5-of-5

The Abduction

Part-1-of-5

The Set-up
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When I gave up drinking, the bars and that bar scene just lost the attraction that it used to provide me. I was still young and needed a social outlet, so as a replacement I started going to those trendy coffee shops. Mostly just to read the newspaper and drink coffee, which was my new addiction, but also to watch the ladies.
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One of my favorite places to go was the Café Moon. Café Moon was the epitome of some non-drinkers' meat rack. Every evening after 5pm, the place would be jammed with secretaries, business men and woman of all ages and status, making contacts and socializing, like one would in some smokey wall street martini bar. Cafe Moon was an upward mobile place, that attracted the usual business crowd with a craving for caffeine and sex.
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My normal routine was to go to the Moon, grab a table and just read my newspaper and girl watch, until about eight or nine pm. That's when almost everyone normally went home or to a real bar anyway.
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While sitting there one night, enjoying a cup of the house blend, my favorite choice of swill at the moon. Inadvertently over heard a group of what appeared to be five or six secretaries talking up a storm. At first they would be whispering, this was then followed immediately by shrieks of loud laughter and with shy giggles, coming from all points of their table. Their whispers were barely audible, however the shrieks could have only mean sex talk. This only made me more curious and self-conscious. One immediately thinks when people whisper that they’re talking about you. Listening more intently, I craned my neck and mentally tuning up my ears and focused harder and soon I began to get the drift of the conversation.
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It seems these nice young professional women were comparing their favorite sexual fantasies. Suddenly sitting her reading my paper was like being a fly on the wall, and I found myself privy to a whole world of esoteric knowledge that few men get to experience.
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Now most of their fantasies were typical and run of the mill, still I loved hearing them. These nasty young ladies wanted two men at the same time. They wanted two women at the same time. One even wanted to fuck her husband's boss. Each time one lady spoke; the next one would try to top her fantasy. They got kinkier and kinkier, from sex on top of parked cars to blowjobs under tables at the fanciest restaurants in town.

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On and on they went, all but one that is, the quiet one who sat with her back to me.

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Her friends noticed she was not contributing and began to chide her into coming clean. "Come on Wanda, we know you've, got a good one, now tell us what it is."
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Wanda must have had some reputation, her friends’ reaction to her silence made her sound like she was the queen of kink. All of the ladies wanted to know what Wanda had to say. Suddenly Wanda spoke, "I want to be forced.”

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"What?" said some of her friends in utter disbelief as I spit my coffee onto the sport section of my newspaper.
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Wanda repeated herself, "I want to be forced." Then Wanda calmly went on to explain, "I want some strange guy to tie me up and make me his sex slave."
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One young lady roared, "that's rape and that's sick."
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Wanda defended herself, "Yes, forced rape is violent and a bad thing but role play is a good. I can’t help it; I like really rough, kinky sex, maybe a little smack on the ass and a pinch of the nipple. What I truly want is to be ravaged by someone, somebody that I don't have to pretend with. Pretend that I don't like it, just like we all do with guys we've dated and with our husbands. I love role-playing rape, getting tied up, and lightly smacked around, all the good stuff. There's something about having a man being completely dominate.

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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This sweet little voice with a face I could not see was most defiantly my kind of lady.
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I needed to see what she looked like. All my mind could see was, some woman with huge breasts that came bulging out of a blouse that was way too tight, wearing some cheap skirt way too short. Some really tasteless bitch with way too much makeup
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Slowly I tried to move without being noticed. It would be so embarrassing to be caught eavesdropping on their conversations. I got up and took my paper and ordered another cup of coffee. On my way back to my new seat I saw her.
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Much to my pleasant surprise, she didn't look anything like what my mind predicted she'd look like.
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From my new seat I could look right at her, she sat at the very edge of the booth so I got to check her out from head to toe.
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Wanda looked like a tall Irish waif with long red tresses, which I'm sure many women would have killed to have. She was probably about 5’10 or 11” tall. She had milky white skin with cute little freckles all over her body, long slim shapely. Which she accented with a pair of those fuck-me heels, that I do love so much, shiny patent leather ones, with a tight ankle strap and at least five inches of heel. She had petite breasts that push hard against her tight t-shirt; I could see her pink nipples and the shape and size of her aureole. Don't get me wrong Wanda was hot; I'd even say she was dam near perfect. She was sexy, and innocent all at the same time. If I were to cast her to a porn flick, it would have to be an Irish Catholic schoolgirl in trouble.
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Unconsciously I was staring once again, and if I wasn't careful I was going to get caught.
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Wanda went on telling her friends how she would be abducted and her abductor would bind and gag her. Making her, his helpless prisoner. .
Not realizing it I was again staring right at Wanda, her porcelain skin those piercing blue eyes and that sweet angelic voice. All of which had me hypnotized. Wanda looked up and caught me. I must have been sitting there with my mouth open engrossed in her tale. Surprisingly Wanda gave me a wink and smiled. I was so humiliated that I must have turned every color of red.

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Allowing myself a few moments for my rock hard erection to subside, I rose from my table and in an effort to save face, casually I walked over to their table and told all of the ladies that I hoped all their fantasies would come true. Then looking directly into Wanda’s' sharp blue eyes, and I said, “Especially yours.” Then with a smile, I turned and walked out, leaving all the ladies as red faced as I was just minutes before.
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Weeks had past and I had seen Wanda several times on and off at ‘the Moon.” We always gave each other a flirtatious smile or an approving nod. Just letting the other know it was OK to look and flirt.
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At some point I made a conscience decision, to make Wanda's fantasy come true. It was probably made the night, I first heard it. In some ways it was also fulfilling a fantasy of my own. But how was I to do this and not be mistaken as a rapist. What if she didn't mean what she said? There must be a way to test the waters, before I committed myself. Once I crossed the line there would be no turning back, she would either love it or I would be going to jail.
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One evening while milling around at ‘the Moon’ I tried giving Wanda a test. In a flirtatious way I struck up a short conversation, while we were ordering coffee at the counter. "Hi there," I told her, as we waited for the counter girl to take our order.

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Wanda replied in kind, "Hi. You've become quite the regular haven't you?’

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Quickly I seized the opportunity and replied, “Well, how else could I fulfill your fantasy?”

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Wanda stepped back, "Oh God, you remember that?"

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I could see she was kind of embarrassed. “Yes, and I especially remember yours."

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Wanda was quick, and with an inviting smile. She said just what I needed to hear too, ” Then we should not talk any longer so you can remain a stranger. Because only a stranger can make my fantasies come true." With that she smiled and walked away. I felt heat rush through my body. The heat of arousal flushed over every inch of me. My ears grew unexplainably hot. God I was just basically given permission to make both our dreams come true.
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The next couple of days went by Wanda continued her cock teasing and inviting innuendo. Little did she realize all this time I was preparing my trap, and an evening of total lust. My van was setup just so. It was a commercial van with a wire wall separating the passenger compartment from the luggage area. If someone got into the back the door couldn't be opened from the inside. The trick was to get Wanda into the van. Luck once again was on my side. Wanda and I were both at the café late one night. It was crowded so I was able to sit close enough to eaves drop on her and her girlfriends’ conversation without her seeing me. Luck once again was on my side. I over heard her telling her friends that they would see her for a while because her company was going to close down for renovation. So starting Monday she was going to be on at least two weeks vacation. She’d all ready had her car pack and had arranged and to have her mail and newspaper picked up. All she had to do was get up in the morning and hit the road. All her girlfriends were so impressed because she was brave enough to go off on a road trip alone and with no real destination just go where the wind takes her.

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Going outside, I saw that she’d parked right across the street from my van. When we both left, we nodded to each other and ran to our cars. It was poring out, and I got soaked just crossing the street. It was one of the summer rainstorms that seemed as if they would never end. Lightening cracked the sky and thunder roared before each flash. The air had that dusty smell summer rains always have.

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Though the foggy windows of the van I saw my opportunity. It wasn’t long until Wanda had popped the hood of her car and got back out.

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Quickly I made my U-turn so I would be the first to offer her some much needed help. After all this was some sexy young woman wearing high heels, a very short skirt and a light melon colored t-shirt. Standing by her disabled car in the rain. Like a scene from a porn flick, I thought, what guy I his right mind wouldn't stop to help. Wanda was getting soaked and her t-shirt was now practically see-through. As I pulled up she was bent over the front of the car. Bent over so far, I could see she wore no panties, which was such a turn on. As Wanda fumbled around in an attempt at fixing her car, I positioned the van so that the side door was even with the front of her car. .

"Hi stranger need help?"
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Wanda smiled, "Yes, this dam car won't start."
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I pretended to look around the engine checking the battery and the belts and such. As soon as I thought that it looked like I tried my best I said, " Sorry I don't think I can fix it in this rain. Would you like a ride?"
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Wanda cautiously replied, ”I don't really know you but guess it’ll be OK." And then she smiled wickedly.

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When I opened the side door, and she saw the inside of the van she was suddenly afraid. She opened her mouth to scream, hoping that someone would hear her, but my rough hand pressed tightly over her mouth abruptly cut her scream. She tried to pull away but I was now behind her with my hands firmly on her arm and mouth. She tried to scream but only a muffled cry came out. Lifting her off her feet, I tossed her into the van, and slammed it quickly behind her. Wanda pulled her skirt down to cover her panty less pussy, she quickly realized that there was no way out of the van, and as I jumped into the driver’s seat I heard her mutter, “Shit!” and then in a meek voice added, “Please don't hurt me.”

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I realized how scarred Wanda was when she grew quiet after that she said nothing, though the drive was short. Had to have been about nine thirty when we got to my house. I pulled the van into the garage. There was no way anyone would even see Wanda so she knew that nobody knew where she was. She would be truly at my mercy. Before we got out of the van I told Wanda that she was to do as I said. Even though she submissively nodded in agreement, when I opened the side door to the van I fully expected Wanda to try and bolt free or attempt some kind of escape. Much to my surprise Wanda didn't even try. As a matter of fact she requested my permission to leave the van. In what I believe was a sweet attempt at being so supportively submissive. She was playing right along with me; this was to be one hell of a night.

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Fantasizing about being kidnapped and raped is one thing, but actually being kidnapped was turning out to be a different story. Being physically thrown helpless into the back of a van was a reality check. It suddenly dawned on me that I was just snatched off a rainy street in the middle of the night by for all practical purposes a total stranger. In my fantasy I never realized that I’d be this helpless. I’d seen the guy around the coffee shop but what did I really know about him. If he wanted, he could actually force me to be his sex slave and do anything or make me do anything that he wanted to, even keep me as long as he liked. Then a shiver passed through my body as I realized that when he tired of me, he could…

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To be continued...

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The Abduction

Part-2-of-5

Reality

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If he wanted, he could force me to be his sex slave and do anything or make me do anything that he wanted to, even keep me as long as he liked. Then a shiver passed through my body as I realized that when he tired of me, he could dispose of me and no one would ever know.

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Oh god, what did I get myself into? Suddenly I was scared as I look through the screen at my abductor, I realizing the danger I was in so I begged him to, “Please, don’t hurt me.”

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The van had no windows and it was so rainy and dark that I couldn’t see anything through the front window. My moral sank even lower when we pulled into a garage. The sound of the door closing was like the sound of a cell door closing. I instinctively knew that I was no longer Wanda the person, I was now a thing for him to use for his sexual pleasure. My only hope for survival was to please him.

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When he opened the van door, I suddenly felt like a frightened 9-year old with a domineering father. From habit I meekly asked his permission to get out.

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As soon as my feet hit the floor, he slammed me against the side of the van. It’s hard surface against my wet t-shirt was jarring at first his body covered me, trapping me against the side of the van. My body jerks uncontrollably from the cold and the shock. His warmth assaulted me from the front and the coldness of the metal assaults me from behind. As his musky scent envelops me. His face was still damp from the rain. My mind whirled and time seemed to slow down. With heightened senses I watched a drop of rain roll down the side of his face, gather on his chin, and then drop onto my chest.

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He was solid, there more strength in his body than I’d expected. He leaned forward; his mouth only inches away from mine, and getting closer. I flinched causing his lips to miss slid across my cheek. As we rested against each other, I gasped for breath and my lips brushed across his face, an off centered kiss against his stubble-covered cheek. Salty wetness assailed my mouth, as my tongue flicked out teasing, licking away the manly substance. He shudders as the tiny, moist heat swiped against his cheek, and pressed harder against me.

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His rock hard cock pressed against my belly, moving up and down, rubbing against me in response to my tongue. I’m scared and my breath catches in my throat and a tiny gasp escaped from between my trembling lips. I placed my hands against his muscular chest, my fingers barely touching him. I can feel his heat rising to meet my damp palms even though I had yet to touch him. He raised his arms as ell, his rough palms finding mine. Wrapping his hand around them, he pushed them back against the van.

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His head drops low, finding the exposed skin of my neck. Wet heat inflames my collarbone, as his tongue traces its protruding hardness. Turning my face towards the ceiling, I give him more access to lick my body. Little flecks of color dance in front of my eyes from staring too long at the ceiling light. His hands slid down the underside of my arms to my elbows. My aching breasts stood proud and eager as he covered each of them with his hands and began to stroke and squeeze them. As warm desire began to spread from my nipples, I closed my eyes with a gentle moan as his fingers across their tight tips. Suddenly his strong hands griped my wet t-shirt.

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Wanda’s t-shirt was still soaked from the rain. Through the wet fabric I could just make out her erect nipple, pushing the cold damp shirt away from her body. Grabbing the t-shirt by the top of the collar with both hands, I ripped the t-shirt open exposing, Wanda’s pink nipple and petit little breasts. As I stripped the rest of her wet t-shirt off, Wanda once again begged that I not hurt her, to which all I did was hold my finger to my lips and told her "Ssssssh".
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When I reached out, and started softly and slowly I massaging Wanda’s breasts, she closed her eyes, threw her head back and moaned in a whisper, "yes." My massage increased in its vigor as Wanda became lost in each slow caress. My hands made love to her small sexy breasts as my fingers teased around her pert nipples. Wanda’s moans became louder and more uninhibited, with each pinch of her nipples.
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Although my hand continued to fondle her left and more sensitive breast, my other hand worked its way down her soft sleek belly, down to the top of her short skirt. When I undid the snap and unzipped of her skirt, and without a word he ripped off her skirt, grabbed a hand full of her red hair. With my other hand I ripped off my belt and started lashing her across her naked butt. The third time that my belt smacked her ass; she had the very first orgasm of her captivity. By the time I finished spanking her, she’d had 3-more body shaking orgasms. The last, being so hard that she almost feel down. Without any prodding or hesitation, Wanda spread her legs wide once again. She was so obviously anxious. Consumed by the moment, she needed to be naked before me.
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Stepping behind Wanda, I continued to cup and massage her aroused little breasts. Tenderly squeezing her nipples, not in a painful way only to the point of erotic pleasure. Now however I also lightly kissed and nibbled the nape of her neck. She was so excited that I could see the little hairs on Wanda’s' arms standing on end.

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Once again I slowly slid my hand down her belly, but this time all the way to her well-groomed fiery haired pussy. With a little grin I realized that she was a natural red head for sure. Wanda hunched her hips forward; her pussy was aching to be touched. Sliding my hand between her legs. I could feel how moist her pussy already was. At this point I eased my fingers between her engorged lips and then pushed them all the way home into her wet pussy. I wanted to drive her crazy, to make her wait just a little longer before feeling anything fill her juicy hole. As my fingers worked her pussy, the palm of my hand slowly danced across the outer lips of her pussy. With each stroke I pulled my hand back so the tips of my fingers could brush her clit. In an attempt to grind her pussy harder against my hand and fingers, Wanda pushed herself up on the toes of her heels. By allowing her to do it, I was able to gage just how firmly to push on her button by how hard she thrust her pussy into my hands.

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Moving around in front of Wanda, I knelt down on the floor. Now with a better angel I was ready to play some more. Using my fingertips like little tongues, I teased and spread Wanda ’s lips open. She was so wet and so open I couldn't resist slowly inserting one finger just halfway. As I pushed my finger in slowly, Wanda moaned her approval. It was apparent that she loved and needed something in her pussy. Looking up at her face, I inserted my finger deeper and deeper into her hot pussy at a gradually pace. Then faster and fast my one finger moved as I fucked her. Her whole body began to shake as if she were about to have an orgasm.” No not yet," I told her, pulling my finger from her now sloppy pussy. Just once I spanked her naked butt to calm her down. All she could say was "fuck me!"

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Standing up I, pushed her to her knees. As I unzipped my fly, I thought to myself, what a rare commodity submissive ladies like Wanda was. I love talking dirty to Wanda, pulling her hair and marveling that I can do what ever I want to her, I can indulge in any desire. It’s not just about sex; it’s about a man being a man. Then out loud I said, "Down on your knees, slut, and suck my cock.

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As soon as she was down on her knees I grabbed her roughly by the hair, and forced my cock between her lips. As my cock entered her mouth, I moaned and put my hands behind her head. Then I quickly shoved her head further down my stiff shaft until I could feel my huge balls flopping against her face. Anxious to please me, Wanda immediately started working her mouth up and down my cock. Not surprising, Wanda gave good head. My whole body quivered as she licked and sucked and then took my balls, one at a time into her mouth.

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I wasn’t ready to cum so I pulled out and step away from her. Pulling a blindfold out of my pocket, I quickly tied it in place. As I was leaning over her to tie the blindfold, she reached out to touch me so I slapped her hand away and said, “No, no, I’ll tell you when.” Pulling her to her feet, I led her down the hall to my bedroom and she only bumped into a couple of things along the way.

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As soon as we entered the bedroom, I sat her on the side of the bed. Then I pushed her down flat and using straps especially installed for the purpose, first bound her wrists and then her ankles to the bedposts. Now as I’d imagined all week, she was truly mine. Looking down on her lying there naked and helpless with her legs spread wide, I couldn’t resist reaching down and stroking her damp slit.

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As I reached down and touched her, I couldn’t believe how hard her nipples were. They stood up from her breasts proudly, aching to be touched. They formed almost perfect circles of crinkled flesh with their rosy red tips. I looked down at her and smiled, then reached out and lightly touched one nipple. She moaned and arched her back, thrusting her breasts toward me, eager for my touch. When my fingers started manipulating the sensitive flesh, she began to moan.

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Pulling a pair of my girlfriend, Alice’s soiled panties out of my pocket; I stiffed the crotch into Wanda’s mouth as a gag. Then I reached over to the bedside table and picked up an alligator clamp. They’re called ‘alligator clips’ because they’re about 1 ½-inche long, shaped like the long skinny jaws of an alligator, and with tiny needle sharp gripping teeth like an alligator. I adjusted the width of the opening then I paused long enough to kiss her. She returned the kiss hungrily but made no other move. I laughed, as I attached a clip on one of her swollen nipples. When the sharp little teeth bit into her tender flesh, it hurt so bad that even though she was gagged she managed a muffled scream.

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I didn’t care; I just reached for the other clip. Then moving slowly and carefully, I placed it on her other nipple. When it was securely attached, I paused again. A strange mixture of pain and pleasure was merging in her nipples and I could feel a heat building between her legs. I could see her nipples throbbing and they had become almost impossibly red.

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I moved away from her, and stripped. As I stripped off my clothes I was amazed that her whole body was so alive and was radiating such lust. I couldn’t believe that having her nipples clamped was having such an effect on her. She was breathing heavily and the movements of her breasts were causing the clamps to move up and down, triggering a new combination of pain and pleasure. As I watched, she licked her lips and parted them invitingly.

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I reached to the table again, but this time I picked up a slender silver chain. Leaning over, I carefully attached each end of the chain to each of the clamps. Although I was trying to be careful, she gasped when the movements made the clamps bite deeper into her nipples. I waited a moment for her to settle down, then pulled gently on the chain. I grinned when the clamps rose with her nipples firmly in their grasp, stretching them even longer, and she moaned as new pain shot through her tender flesh. The pain must have shot straight through her stomach straight to her pussy, because a flood of new wetness flowed from her and dampened the cheeks of her ass.

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Still playing with the chain, I knelt down on the bed beside her and pulled Ali’s panties out of her mouth. Then I thrust my hips forward. When the tip of my cock touched her lips, she opened her mouth to receive it. The swollen head slid easily across her tongue and bumped the back of her throat. Trying not to move too much to minimize the pain of the clamps she grips the shaft of my cock with her lips. Relishing the feel of her warm lips around my cock I moan softly. As her tongue and lips caress and stroke my cock, I reach between wide spread legs and find her swollen clit. As I start to caress it, the sensations seem to go directly to her nipples, just as the pain from the clamps went straight down to her clit. The way her body arched told me that her whole body was crying out for release.

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I could feel a trembling my thighs as she sucked with a renewed effort, eager to make me cum. Her lips closed tightly around my engorged head, and her tongue lashed relentlessly at the underside. At the same time, Wanda had reached the point of no return. When my cock twitched in her mouth and the first taste of cum hit her tongue, I pulled sharply on the chain and slid my finger into her pussy. Her honey pot erupted like a volcano.

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Once her tremors passed, leaving the blindfold in place, I freed her wrists and ankles. Then I stood her at the end of the bed and bent me over slightly so I could tie her hands to the bedposts. Bent over like that, it looked so good that I couldn’t resist running my hand over the velvety flesh of her shapely butt. For a few minutes I caressed and kissed her warm flesh, but eventually I was drawn to what a cute little butt like that was made for. She screamed the first time my palm slammed against her creamy butt cheek and whimpered as I administered 5 or 6-more.

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After a bit I moved behind her, and spread her cherry red butt checks apart and rubbed the head of my cock across the bottom of her slit. As she instinctively wiggled her butt, I started to ease the head of my cock between her desire-swollen lips. She moaned with pleasure as my cock slowly pushed its way past her puffy pink lips and into her wet pussy. I didn’t stopping until I could feel my big balls flopped against her naked butt. Shifting my weight and bending my knees, I forced my cock even deeper into her flaming pussy.

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Simultaneously I pulled the silver chain connected to the alligator clips, and vigorously pumped my cock in and out of her broiling pussy, my balls slapped against her bare ass with every thrust of my hips. As I pounded her faster and faster, the pain of the sharp little teeth digging into her delicate nipples soon began to take on a sexual tone and judging from her reaction, actually felt good. I kept pounding away, even though I’d already gotten off a couple of times, I could feel a real big orgasm building up in her. She moaned aloud as a shudder coursed through her body. Just as she hit her big O, I yanked on the string so hard that I ripped the clips right off her nipples. She screamed and collapsed helplessly across the footboard. She’d cummed so hard that she thought the world was going to end. She’d never cummed like that before, EVER.

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When I finely untied her, her nipples were very, very sore and bleeding where the sharp little teeth had dug into the tender flesh. But they were sore in such a sexual way that every time I touched them she would cum.

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With only I ankle secured to a corner post she snuggled sleepily into the covers. The memory of the pain lingered in her mind and her Body, but for now she felt only pleasure and contentment as she smiled and drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning I put a restrain chain connecting her ankles. The chain was long enough so she could walk but not long enough for her to run. Then I let her take shower. After the shower she fixed us a nice breakfast.

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After breakfast…

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To be continued…

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The Abduction

Part-3-of-5

A pleasant afternoon

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After breakfast took her back to my bedroom. As we entered, I released her ankle chain and she immediately climbed in the middle of the bed and I slid over next to her. Taking her in my arms I began to kiss her on the lips and her moist lips parted and her supple tongue swooped into my mouth. As our tongues danced, my hands caressed her still sensitive breasts. I loved the feel of her firm breasts and nipples. Eagerly I moved down to her nipples and started sucking on them. When I moved my hand down and stroked her pussy, she eagerly bucked her hips against my hand. Letting of her nipple, I started to kiss my way down her firm muscular belly towards her pussy. When I got there I marveled at the little turf of red hair she still had above her slit. It was the prettiest pussy that I’d ever seen.

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Going between her legs, I spread them as far as I could, and then ran my tongue along the inside of her creamy white thigh. Almost immediately I had my face buried in the only true red head pussy that I ever screwed. And although sparse, Wanda had the softest pubic that I’d ever rubbed my face in. tenderly I kissed the soft, moist flesh of her puffy womanhood and ran my tongue up and down her damp slit. As I savored the sweet, musky taste I found there, she franticly bucked her hips up to meet me. She had a clean, sweet tasting pussy that she adored to have eaten. She was so hot that her pussy quivered as I flicked my tongue between her the dewy folds of her pussy. Her clit throbbed against my nose, as I licked on her pink lips and sucked on her swollen slit, driving her absolutely crazy. Reaching up and spreading her delicate lips, I licked her throbbing nub until Wanda screamed in orgasm. Like all true sensuous women, Wanda was multi orgasmic, into kinky sex, and as we both learned later, bisexual as well. We started out with me kneeling between her legs and her long legs wrapped around my neck and her fingers entwined in my hair as she guided my flicking tongue to her most sensitive spots. As soon as my tongue entered her already wet pussy, Wanda began to moan. A moan that turned into a scream as she simultaneously yanked my face deeper into her hot pussy and clamped her legs tighter around my neck. A deluge of female juices drenching my face accompanied her scream. In a fit of total sexual pleasure, she bucked wildly against my face as her body was racked by 3 traumatic orgasms, one right after the other.

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When we’d caught our breath, Wanda threw me down on the bed and climbed on top of me. With my cock buried deep in her pussy, she began to ride me like I was a horse. This was fun for a while, but even when the girl takes the lead, I prefer the top position. When I attempted to put my arms around her and gently roll us over so that I was on top, Wanda slapped my hands away. Then with a strange look in her eyes, she grabbed my shoulders, pinned me to the bed, and continued to roughly ride my cock.

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I have a stubborn streak and will not be pinned by anyone, not even a girl as hot as Wanda. I didn’t realize how strong Wanda was until I tried to get her hands off my shoulders and her off the top of me. If it hadn’t been for my martial arts training, I believe that I would have had to strike her with my fist to have gotten her off. Using a simple martial arts trick, I broke her grip on my left shoulder and rolled us both over with me coming out on top. When I pinned her shoulders to the matters, her eye glazed over, and on her face was the most submissive look that I’ve ever seen on anyone, either male or female, since. As I began to roughly drive my cock deep into Wanda’s pussy, I was surprised to discover that all through out scuffle for dominance my cock had remained buried in her pussy. In her intense state of arousal it only took about 4 or 5 hard thrusts before Wanda’s body was again racked by a series of mind numbing orgasms.

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I was so caught up in a combination of anger and sexual arousal, that when Wanda’s shudders subsided I grabbed a big hand full of her flaming red hair and drug her face to my crotch. Kneeling there with a hand full of her hair, I watched as she meekly licked and sucked her pussy juice off my still erect cock.

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Physically over powering Wanda, then forcing her to lick her on juices off my cock, made me feel like a god. I don’t think that I’d ever felt so powerful in my life. It suddenly came home to me that she was really mine to do with as I pleased. She was already down on her hands and knees, so, with my fingers still entwined in her hair, I moved behind her. Once there, I forced her to reach back and insert my cock into her soaking pussy. As I felt its head enter her pussy, I brutally rammed my cock balls deep into her pussy. I got a perverse pleasure from her loud moans and groans as I fucked her ‘dog style’ like the bitch that she was. I’d never fucked anyone like her before. She couldn’t seem to quit climaxing. Eventually, she was so drained that her legs gave way, and she sprawled on her face. As she laid there gasping for breath, I sat up on the side of the bed so that I could work the kinks out of my legs.

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When she got her breath, she slid off the bed and knelt between my legs. With a demure little smile, she leaned forward and slowly engulfed my still erect cock into her warm mouth. Even though her mouth felt incredible, for some reason she was unable to make me cum.

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Lying herself across my lap like a naughty little girl, Wanda told me that since she couldn’t make me cum in her mouth, that she needed to be punished. My blood was still running hot, so I needed no other invitation. The second time my hand connected with her bare ass, she climaxed all over my lap. And, she continued to climax as I administered 10 more loud slaps on her now crimson ass.

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After her spanking, I laid Wanda on her back, and spread her legs. Moving my hips between her wide spread legs, I placed the red-hot head of my cock between her wet, slippery lips. Then I raised her legs and braced them against my chest, burying my stiff boner all the way inside her briny cauldron of raw passion and started to slowly fuck her. Her high-pitched squeal as I entered her caused me to smile. By now, both her ankles were over my shoulders and her knees were flattening her breasts, and she was moaning and gasping in time with my steady, powerful thrusts. After I’d brought forth another moan from her by leaning forward and gently pinching her nipples, Wanda gripped my ass tightly and urged me on, as I vigorously stuffed my throbbing cock into her about twenty-five times as hard as I could. I was pumping her methodically, pushing my cock all the way in, slowly pulling it almost out and then slamming it back in so that our flesh made slapping noisily as our bodies connected.

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As I neared climax, she whispered in my ear that she wasn’t on birth control, so she wanted me to pull out and shot on her belly. I could hardly hold back any longer, “I’m cumming,” I yelled as I finally gave in to the moment. Gripping her hips tightly, I rammed into her with a vengeance, and cummed long and hard, shooting my hot seed deep into her quivering pussy even though she tried to push me off.

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The two of us collapsed on the bed and still caressing each other caught our breath. I pulled away from her and leaned against the headboard. Gripping her long wavy hair, I pulled her toward me and kissed her. As their lips met, her arms were locked tight around him, and her fingers were clutched in my hair. A low, deep sound of approval vibrated in her throat while her blood raced like a fast-moving river. Her mouth was hot and sweet under mine, as demanding as hunger, as wild as the night. I plunged into the kiss, using tongue and teeth.

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My hand fisted in her hair, I dragged her hair back. For one long moment, we stared into each other’s eyes. Then I pushed her face between my out stretched legs. Without being told, she took my flaccid cock in her mouth and gently sucked away the mingled moisture of my cum, her cum, and our sweat. I could feel her breath in our scent that surrounded my cock as she licked me clean of every drop of our fluids. I lovingly stroked her auburn hair as I watched her feast.

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As Wanda sucked my cock, I reached for the phone and dialed Alice, my girlfriend and told her to come over tonight.

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Re-attaching her ankle chains, Wanda went to the bathroom. It wasn’t long until Wanda was merrily shampooing her hair in my shower. Since she left the bathroom door open I felt free to go and take a piss. I guess she liked me in there with her because when she heard me, she invited me to stay and talk to her while she showered. As I watch her outline through the shower curtain as she soaped her shapely body, I realized that, orgasms or not, there was still life left in the old cock. When she stepped out of the shower, it was into a huge bath towel that I was holding for her. For some reason, I can’t seem to get enough of Wanda’s mouth. As I wrapped the towel around her, I placed my hand on her shoulder and pushed her to her knees. Meekly she reached out and cupped my testicles in the palm of her hand. All I could manage was a deep sigh, as Wanda touched her ruby lips to my cockhead. Then she wrapped her auburn locks around my hard shaft. And stroked it, while she moistened the tip with her tongue. God, what a sight, all that lovely red hair trapping my cock, while Wanda’s tongue snaked around its head. She was greedy for my body. And she obviously loved the feel of my skin, my smell, and even my taste. Wanda had become a completely wanton and felt no guilt or shame about it. My sighs turned to moans, as she took my cock all the way into her waiting mouth. Her talented mouth soon had me bucking my hips on the edge of bliss.

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With my balls still in her hand, she took my cock out of her mouth, allowing one tiny pearl of pre-cum to ooze out of my pee-hole. With her deep green eyes looking right into mine, she sexily flicked out the tip of her tongue and licked up my pre-cum. When Wanda resumed sucking, she sucked harder and faster and in no time had me a split second away from cumming. Groaning, I thrust forward violently, filling her surprised mouth with most of my hard, veiny shaft. I had swollen to a tremendous girth, so it wouldn’t be long. My orgasm was rapid and violent. I pumped a seeming gallon of thick, hot cum down her throat.

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We spent the rest of the afternoon lounging around in bed napping and relaxing together.

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About 2-hours before Alice, Ali for short, was due to arrive I tied Wanda back to the bed, blindfolded her. Then I showered, dressed, and waited for Ali’s arrival.

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To be continued...

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The Abduction

Part-4-of-5

The birthday Present

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I answered my cell phone on the first ring. It was Aaron’s voice. “I have a birthday surprise for you. Cancel your plans for tonight. Tonight is going to be different. I’ve found you something that you’ll enjoy. Tonight I feed your appetites rather than mine, my beautiful, forbidden angel.”

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I left work at the regular time and took a cab to his place. When I entered Aaron’s apartment it was dark. I could smell him in the air, and I could smell fragranced oils and the other scents of candles and incense that I expected, but there was also something else. I closed my eyes and concentrated and then I recognized it. A light perfume wafted through the air. Aaron came up behind me and pulled me close. His hands wrap around me. Before I knew it he was taking off my coat and unbuttoning my blouse.

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I could hear his breath of sexual satisfaction as he reached up and slowly massaged my breasts, feeling their fullness, their firmness, and letting the heat of his hands flow into them. Aaron’s hands now reached around me and unbuttoned my jeans and then unzip my fly. He slid my jeans down over my hips, past my thighs, down my legs and to the floor. Holding each leg so I don't fall, he helped me step out of them, taking off my shoes for me at the same time. Then he slipped his fingers under the waistband of my panties and pulled them off of me, again helping me step out of them. Now, naked, I feel even sexier, warmer, more excited.

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Aaron pulled my arms behind me and I felt the silk tie wrapped around my wrists. Then Aaron pulled my legs apart, his hands roughly grazing against my pussy. Then he slid a finger inside me and said, “You’re not wet and ready for me. I’ll have to do something about that.” Taking me by the hand, he led me to the bedroom. As we entered his bedroom, there, on the bed, I saw the source of the new aroma.

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Lying on the black satin sheets was a naked woman. There she was, lying on her back with her arms and legs spread wide. Each wrist and ankle was tied with a dark red rope to the corner posts. In that position she was helpless and couldn’t move her arms or close her legs. She was completely helpless. I didn’t notice it at first, but there was a black silk scarf over her eyes, so she couldn’t see us. She has long auburn hair, and even though I can’t see her eyes, I could see that she had a gorgeous and innocent face.

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Her body was delicious. At first I just stood there and caressed her with my eyes. I followed the curve of her exposed neck, the firm swell of her beautiful breasts, the sharp hardness of her nipples, the perfect push of her ribs, the long flat of her stomach, interrupted only by the glitter of her pierced bellybutton. I caressed her slender hips with my eyes, and followed the curves down her legs and to her bound ankles. Finally, I moved my eyes back up between her legs to her pussy, where I could see that her pink lips were already partly open.

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Neither of us could take our eyes off her as he stepped behind me again. She was so pretty, and her skin glowing in the darkness. I watch as her chest rose and fell with her shallow breathing. I watched her throat move as she swallowed and as she licked her full red lips with her tongue, wetting them. I felt Aaron’s hands on my waist as he started lifting up my top. I didn’t stop him, but instead raise my arms over my head and let him slip it off. Even as I lower my arms, I kept looking at the girl, almost ignoring him. I saw her move her hips gently and I looked at her pussy, at how perfect, how pretty it was. She only shaved a little, so her curly auburn hair framed her delicate pink lips. Suddenly I wanted to feel that silky hair against my face, against my mouth. When Aaron unclasped my bra and I let him take it off of me, too. The warm air touching my breasts caused my nipples to harden. The girl cannot see me, but in the mirror over the bed I could see myself, and the sight of my amazing body excited me.

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"Do you like her?" Aaron asked in a low voice right against my ear.

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I swallowed as I thought about the time I had my first girl on girl sex in high school as a freshman. My best friend and I just started kissing one night during a sleepover. We ended up experimenting with each other. My older brother, in college at the time, had some porno tapes in his room. We’d sneak in and watch them. They nearly always had a lesbian scene or two. We both lost out virginity to boys on the same night at age 16. When she went to another college, my new roommate and I had sex several times. We both had steady boyfriends, but neither of them had a clue what we were doing. I knew several other girls in my sorority that were bi. I remember getting so hot at a frat party when two girls got naked and went down on each other just to entertain the guys. I stood there with my boyfriend watching and got wet as hell. I got so horny that I had him take me home early so we could have sex. Even though I was all over him but was thinking about those two girls the whole time.

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When I could talk again, I answered him in a heavy whisper: "Of course, master. May I have her?"

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“In due time.”

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No answer was expected so I said nothing. I felt Aaron attach the nipple clamps and though I bit my lips, I again said nothing. Once the clamps were in place Aaron kept touching my breasts, feeling my nipples, and turning my head so I was looking at the girl.

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As I look, Aaron told me to imagine what her breasts will feel like, what it will feel like to lick her hard nipples and to suck on them. “Tell me,” he orders, “Will she moan? Will her body move to your touch? What do you think she’ll tastes like?”

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I begin to answer but Aaron placed his hand over my mouth and stopped me. Parting my with his finger, he raised it to my lips and told me to, “Clean your pussy juice off my finger.” After telling me not to move, Aaron went over to the bed and began to tug on the girl on the bed’s nipples. It excited me seeing him treating her roughly. My breathing is faster now and so loud that I know the girl can hear me. As Aaron pinched her nipples, she wiggled around on the bed, jerking her arms and legs as if she is trying to escape; but she can’t. She is Aaron’s prisoner and there was nothing she can do about. I watched him roughly insert a finger into her wet pussy and I heard her softly moan. When he asked, “Do you want to taste her?” I know not to speak, so I nod. “Not yet” he chuckles as he licked his own fingers and then told me how good she tastes.

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As I stood there in the candlelight, I look up and admired my body in the mirror. As a shiver runs through my body, I want to climb onto this girl and press my skin against hers, to feel the heat of her body, to see how it feels to have my arms and legs wrapped around hers.

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After Aaron moved back over to where I was, he reached down with one hand, sliding it over my stomach and between my legs. He pressed his fingers against my pussy, causing me to arch against them as the pleasure increased. I was so hot and it is only going to get hotter. With weak knees, I opened my legs slightly so Aaron could touch me easier. I gritted my teeth, and tried to ignore him as he kissed my leg, each kiss moving higher and higher. My skin tingled as Aaron kissed my butt checks while he fingered my clit. I couldn’t help shivering as he kissed his way up my back to my neck. Once there, Aaron lifted my hair so he could begin to gently bite and lick the back of my neck more easily. As he continued to nip the back on my neck, he slid a finger inside my pussy and helplessly I started moaning from the excitement. When Aaron firmly smacked my naked butt, I moaned even louder in pleasure. Thanks to him, I could feel the moisture between my legs as I lovingly look at this girl: our prisoner, our slave.

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After untying my wrists and removing the nipple clamps, Aaron moved away and left me standing beside the bed. When he said, "Take her. She is yours,” loud enough for the girl to hear, she started moving again as if she was trying to escape.

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She began to speak, “Please no, I’m not a lesbian. I don’t do girls.” Then as I ignored her pleas, she started whimpering the word "No" over and over again. This excited me so much that I climbed up on the bed between her legs. When I looked back at Aaron hovering in the shadows, I saw that now he was getting undressed too. But he was mostly just enjoying watching me, watching me take what he’d given to me.

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On my hands and knees, I slowly climbed over the girl. I try not to touch her too much, as I put my hands on either side of her body and keep my legs together between hers. When my face was near hers and breathed in the aroma of her fear, I wanted to stop time and just keep that moment forever. The aroma of her fear is so strongly now and the small "No's" from her sweet mouth are such a turn-on. She knew that she’s helpless and that she can’t stop me, and I know that deep down inside, she really wants to be my victim. She won’t admit it even to herself, but she wants me, the wild she panther, to take her, to hurt her, and to eat her. And that arouses me even more.

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She whimpered as I slowly lowered my body down onto her, letting my firm breasts touch hers, letting my hips settle against hers, and letting my stomach press into hers. I lay on top of her now and start slowly moving my body against her, just focusing on the feeling of her soft skin against mine. I love how her soft breasts feel pressed against mine, how I can feel the hair above her pussy brush against my own, and how I can feel how soft her cheeks are when I rub mine against hers. She keeps whispering "No" when I began to kiss her, first very softly on the cheek, then the neck. As my kisses become more passionate, as I began to use my tongue, she moved more, and the feeling of her moving under me drove me crazy with pleasure. I felt in control, I had power because Aaron told me that I could do whatever I wanted. And I loved it.

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Knowing that I was the first girl that she ever kissed made it even sweeter when I took her chin in my hand and force a kiss on her rebellious mouth. She tried to turn her head away, but I held her tight and force myself into her. I pushed my tongue into her sweet mouth and tasted her, like mint and honey. She stopped trying to resist me and kissed me back now, pushing her tongue into my mouth, kissing me with intense passion and lust. I keep kissing her like this, in control, forcing this innocent young girl to do what I wanted and to give me pleasure.

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Finally, I stopped kissing her mouth and kissed her neck again. Then I moved to her shoulders, letting my tongue slide along her velvety skin, tasting her desire and fear. As I slowly move down to her breast, sucking softly at her skin, licking her beautiful curves, and flicking my tongue over her hard nipple. She moaned loudly, so I took her nipple between my lips, first softly, then I bite harder using my teeth. Her response was powerful. She’s moaning very loudly now and pushing up against me her back arches. She loved this and so I continued, moving to the other breast and doing the same thing. I sucked her breast into my mouth, tasting her warm skin, and loving it. To enjoy it even more I opened my legs and place one outside hers. Then I lowered myself onto her so that my pussy was pressed against her leg. Then I started grinding my pussy against her. The pressure was amazing and I was so wet now that my pussy glided easily over her leg. I could feel the skin of her leg pressed against my clit and made me suck on her breasts even harder. She is definitely mine, and from her loud moans, she wants it as much as I do.

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When I felt the bed move and saw Aaron climbing onto the bed next to me, naked and with a look of blind lust in his eyes. He didn't touch either the girl or me; instead he lay down next to her and begin touching his hard cock, slowly masturbating. I gave him an incredibly hot smile and now started moving further down the bed. Lowering my face, I traced the girl's stomach muscles with my tongue, kissing her skin, kissing her bellybutton, and kissing the very soft, smooth skin next to her hips, the skin I knew that Aaron loved to kiss. Of course, this excited him even more and I could hear his breathing get faster as he continued touching his cock.

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I slide my legs down off the bed, but I kept my stomach on the bed and kiss the inside of the girl's legs. She is moaning very loudly now so I watched her breasts rise and fall with her quick breathing. Anxiously she pushed her pussy up towards me, but I teased her, not giving her what she wanted too quickly. I licked her legs and then licked the crease where her legs join her torso. I was licking so close to her pussy that it was making her go crazy. She smelled delicious, that strong feminine smell that is clean, heavy, and extremely sexual. Up close now I can see the soft lips of her pussy, partly open, and I can even see her pink clit, already very swollen and peeking out from its sheath. She was very wet and the sweet liquid was making her lips shine in the darkness. I loved the sight of her perfect pussy and can't wait to taste it.

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Still pulling on his cock, Aaron was fascinated by what I was doing, so he got up on his knees so he could watch better. This was such a turn-on for me and he liked that, because he wanted to please me. “Yes,” he said, “This girl is for you; that's why I brought her. She is your sex slave tonight, so do whatever you want. It is just a small birthday gift from me to you.

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I gently slid my arms under the naked girl's ass, feeling her smooth…

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To be continued...

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The Abduction

Part-5-of-5

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I gently slid my arms under the naked girl’s ass, feeling her smooth butt, and bring my mouth to her. First, I kissed her very softly, barely touching her, just letting my lips lightly touch the moist lips of her pussy. She is so wet and her lips are so soft that she’s driving me wild with desire, even with that small kiss. I wanted to go slowly, but she is so soft that I can’t help myself; I opened my mouth wider and gave her a much deeper kiss. Then I gently sucked her delicate lips as I possessively pushed my tongue into her. I sighed with pleasure; she tasted better than I’d hoped, so young, so sweet, and so excited. As I skillfully played my tongue around inside of her, she moaned louder than ever. In fact, she almost sounded like she was already about to have an orgasm. I loved knowing how good I was making her feel. I went back to gently sucking on her a bit, and then slid my mouth up and used my tongue to open her up. I let my tongue glide between her soft lips and push up against her hard clit. Knowing how incredible it felt when Aaron did this to me, when she arched her back, I pressed my tongue into her. She responded exactly as I expected, with even more loud moans and moving her entire body from the uncontrollable pleasure. Grabbing her hips, I started sliding my tongue up and down now, licking her wet slit from the top to the bottom, first one side then the other, and finally back in the middle, splitting her even wider open. Frantically I pressed my lips over her slit, drink in her sharp flavor. And then I soothingly pushed my tongue deep inside her, savoring how soft and wet she is. I loved fucking her like this, tasting this innocent girl and eating her hot pussy.

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I lifted my eyes as I licked her and saw Aaron stroking his cock as he moved behind me. The fact that he looked almost as excited as I am just made me even hotter.

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Now the girl was completely mine. With every movement of my tongue over, through, and inside her pussy, she lost control of her muscles, her breathing, and her voice. Every second my lips touched her, every time I started sucking on her lips or clit, and every time I pressed my mouth hard against her, she almost cummed from the pleasure I was giving her. She tasted so incredible and her response was so delicious that I didn’t want to stop. But I wanted her to cum, to have the most amazing orgasm she has ever had, and I wanted to taste that and experience it. So I kept licking her, kissing her, sucking on her, and fucking her with my tongue. Every moment my face was between her legs, I learned more and more about what turned her on, and used this knowledge to keep pleasuring her until I was sure she couldn’t take it anymore.

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And then it happened. I felt her entire body tense up, every muscle froze up, and she arched her back as she pushed her hips up off the bed. Her moans sounded almost painful and her breathing seems to stop for a moment and suddenly, she went crazy. Her orgasm is so powerful that she screamed so loud that her entire body thrashed and twisted against her bonds, but she couldn’t stop me. Her arms and legs pull against the rope, but she was tied-up too tight. Resistance was useless. With a laugh, buried my face tight against her crotch, licking and sucking on her swollen clit, as I enjoyed her orgasm. She started begging me to stop, but I just laughed and kept sucking. I’m in control so I’m not gong to stop until I’m ready. Even though she fought it, she’s felt so much pleasure that she was crying, crying from excitement. Oblivious to her plight, I kept licking her engorged lips. Her pussy was like liquid; she was so wet, as I swallowed her cum, hungry for every last drop of this innocent girl. Her orgasms eventually ebbed, but it took a while. I had pushed her over the edge and she’d probably never felt anything like this before. I couldn’t help smiling, I was so happy with what I’d done.

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But before I could relax, I felt wet head of Aaron’s against my ass, as he slid it up and down my crack. “You’ve had your fun,” Aaron said, “and now, I’ll have mine.” He spread my legs slightly and slid his throbbing cock between my ass cheeks and into my tight pussy. Grabbing my hair in one hand, he pulled my head back and whispered, “Lick her pussy while I fuck you.” Roughly grabbing my right breast in his other hand, our bodies move in rhythm as he began to fuck me. The girl on the bed started begging me to stop when I leaned down and started licking her clit and sucking her still tender pussy lips. Aaron was so excited from what he’d seen me doing, that he quickly fill my pussy to over flow with his hot cum. I only stopped licking her when her moans of “no” turn into whimpers. After I stopped, she laid there sweating on the soft, black sheets. I kissed her pussy and lick my lips, her aroma and flavor filling me up. I realized that she still couldn’t see who I was, and for some perverse reason, I like that too. She has no idea who had just given her that orgasm.

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Aaron looked at me and I smiled. The show wasn’t over yet and Aaron knew it. As he watched, I climbed back up on the bed and stood over the girl. I loved what I saw as I looked down at her while I touched myself. This whole scene was so erotic, so unbelievable. I taste my fingers, wet with Aaron’s cum and my juices. After I sucked on them, I pushed them back inside my pussy. This time, when I took them out, I put them in the girl on the bed’s mouth of, forcing her to lick and suck on them, tasting how wet I was and how salty Aaron’s cum is.

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Getting down on my knees so that I was sitting on her chest, I kept touching myself. Working my fingers into your cunt, I kept feeding them to the girl, who hungrily licked and tasted them. I fed her like that for a while, dipping my fingers into my pussy and then giving them to her to lick. It was so erotic that for a moment I wanted to keep doing this until I cummed, but the sight of her soft red lips and long tongue made me want something else more.

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Because of the way she is tied-up, with her arms stretched open above her head, it wasn’t easy to climb on top of her face, so Aaron helped me. He knew what I want to do. I stood up again and place my feet next to her head so that her arms were outside. Aaron lifted the girl's arms up off the bed a little while I got back down on my knees. I slid my legs under her arms so that my feet were pointed towards hers and my pussy was positioned directly over her face. The girl was going crazy with desire. She can smell my pussy, full of Aaron’s cum. In frenzy, she immediately started licking and kissing me there. I was so wet that it must have felt like she was licking water, but the pressure of her tongue moving through me was marvelous. I started moving my hips to a slow rhythm, sliding my pussy back and forth on her mouth, pushing myself against her, forcing her to eat me. Not to be left out, Aaron grabbed my breasts. My body was like a snake, moving like liquid. Aaron was hypnotized watching me. He was slowly pulling on his cock with one hand while he gently touched my ass and hip with his other. The girl was moaning with excitement as she licked me. I sighed with pleasure, as I looked down at her face, still blindfolded, unable to see me. Even though she doesn’t know who I am she can't stop eating me, can't stop wanting me, and can't stop her excitement. I’m like a goddess mounted on top of her, moving slowly, perfectly, grinding my slippery pussy against her mouth, forcing her to drink me. Caught up in the moment, Aaron reached over with one hand and slid it between the girl’s legs and start finger her while I was riding her face. Aaron’s fingers made her even more turned-on, causing her to lick me even harder.

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The feeling of her tongue made me forget everything else. This innocent girl, who couldn’t even see me and couldn’t escape, was our sex slave. I’d tasted her, drunk her orgasm, and now I was forcing her to give me one and to lick Aaron’s juices out of my wet pussy. And it was working. I felt a fire between my legs, a wet fire that was burning me up, and growing hotter and hotter with each swipe on her tongue. Aaron’s breathing was going too fast for him to slow down, and I realized he was moaning even louder than she was. The sounds were pushing out of her with every thrust of my hips against her mouth. This whole situation was incredible. She was ours.

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I watched Aaron stand up and step over the girl so that his back was to the wall and facing me. My fingers slid into the girl’s swollen red pussy and I took over finger fucking her. Aaron’s cock is so heavy, so hard and the tip was already wet with his new found excitement. I knew that he’s cummed once and had been so close to cumming so many other times tonight. I’ve been his sub for so long that I knew what he wanted and I realized that meant I wanted it too, very badly. With one of my hands buried in the girl's pussy and my cunt still pressed against her hungry mouth, I reached out and took his cock in my other hand and started stroking it. Then, with my mouth open wide, I took him deep into my mouth and started sucking on him, feeling the thick hardness of his cock inside me. I could feel it pulse with every heartbeat, the blood filling it and making it grow even larger. His cock was now so swollen that I had trouble getting it in my mouth. Once in I let it go as deep into my throat as I could, then letting it slid all the way out so I could lick the tip. Again I took Aaron into my mouth, letting my lips follow his shape as I sucked him in and then out. Aaron moaned in excitement as much as I sucked his cock. It was so erotic, I was fucking the girl with my hand, she was fucking me with her mouth, and Aaron was fucking my beautiful lips.

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He looked straight at me and it was too much for me. I see his amazing face, pure sexual animal, with his broad shoulders and washboard Abs. Me sucking his cock and the girl licking me, and the entire scene is too much. Aaron couldn’t hold his second orgasm back any longer. With one very loud scream he exploded, the hot, white cum spilling out of his cock into my open mouth. I get excited and sucked him even harder, letting his cum slid down my throat, and I swallowed it, feeling its heat inside me. His cock kept pulsating, and throbbing with every heartbeat. Unable to stop himself, Aaron screamed again. I loved it. The girl was ours, and I was Aaron’s. He owned everything and he was in control. His cock kept pumping and I continued sucking on him, swallowing everything I could until he couldn’t cum any more. Finally, I slowly let go of Aaron’s cock, sucking it softer and finally just licking and kissing it. Aaron tries to catch his breath again as he stepped off the girl and sat down next to me.

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The girl was going crazy now. Although she couldn’t see anything, she could tell by the aroma what was happening. She got so excited that suddenly she has another massive orgasm. I could feel her pussy tighten around my fingers and her then her entire body shook and vibrated quickly through her orgasm. With a muffled roar, she moaned into my pussy, but I forced her to keep licking my pussy even though she was cumming. Finally, I wanted one more thing. I wanted to see her. While she was still cumming and crying and pushing her mouth into me, I wanted to reach down and pull off her blindfold.

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In my minds eye, I could see her eyes. I know that they are beautiful, dark green, deep, and so excited. She is so pretty, so innocent, and she was mine. Even though I couldn’t see her eyes, I knew that they had a submissive look to them. Without any warning my own orgasm ripped through my body like a lightning bolt. I screamed uncontrollably and every muscle shook as I whipped back and forth on top of her. I kept fucking her and she kept licking me. My orgasm was so massive that before it passed it nearly killed me. Aaron had to hold me up with his muscular arms as the experience washed over me and threatened to break me in half. Helplessly I kept screaming, moaning, sweating, and shaking through an orgasm that felt like it would never stop. Aaron got behind me and wrapped his arms around me. Franticly I kept cumming and cumming, my pussy practically melting with pleasure and so wet that I was sure the girl would drown from in my orgasm.

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But even though it doesn't last forever, I forgot time and remembered nothing but the absolute, pure, dark, pleasure. But like all good things it eventually ended. The darkness clears a little and I see the room. I look up and see my face in the mirror. Even though it’s my face, its still the sexiest, erotic, and dangerous expression I’ve ever seen, and it is beautiful. My eyes were wild; my hair like an animal, and my body looked perfect even shrouded by shadows. Aaron helped me off the girl and held me while I slowly regain my breath.

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The girl was still tied-up, and she still couldn’t see me. Instead of removing her blindfold so she could see my face, I chose to leave it on. Even though she was blindfolded I could easily identify her. That meant that from now on everywhere she went, she would wonder if any of the ladies that she came in contact with were me. I on the other hand, would recognize her from a block away. It would be sensational to see her out in public, to talk and be friendly with her, her having no clue who I was but all the time me knowing that she’d eaten my pussy.

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While I hid in Aaron’s spare bedroom, he untied the girl, first her legs and then her hands. Once she was free, she rolled over toward Aaron and wrapped her slender limbs around him. Aaron fisted her hair, then leaned down and kissed her breasts, her shoulders, her neck, her face, and finally her mouth. As their lips met, her body turned fluid and her lips parted in invitation. For the last two days, they’d come together, again and again, each time more savage and greedier. But this time it was softer, steadier, and stronger, like a candle that remained ablaze long after the fire had burned itself out. The two of them kissed like this for a while, gently, sensually, like two loving humans, not two animals. The most passionate part was over; now it’s just a beautiful girl and Aaron softly experiencing each other.

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Then Aaron sent her to clean up. Later, when she was dressed, Aaron took her to her car. At her car he kissed the girl one last time, very softly, then told her that they would be seeing each other again. She would know when, by when he was ready for her he would call her, or who knows, pick her up outside the club again. Whichever, when he got ready for her, he’d take her.

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When Aaron returned home, he got a drink and we sit quietly on the sofa for a while just listening to the music in the dark and letting our minds and bodies enjoy these last few moments. Then without a word, I got up and left.

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I’m not sure when the three of us will get together again, but I arranged to meet her in the coffee shop and we became friends. Wanda doesn’t have a clue who I am, but I get a perverse pleasure out of remembering her tied helplessly in Aaron’s bed. Remembering her lips and tongue on my pussy. Even though Wanda doesn’t know that Aaron and I are friends, we’ve seen him in the coffee shop several times. When Aaron comes in Wanda’s face always turns red and her eyes turn down like she’s afraid to look Aaron in the face.

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The End…

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