Rape

I pressed the button to open the sunroof as the leader of our kidnapping squad pulled his silenced automatic from a shoulder holster and snapped back the slide, chambering a round. It was time for a bit of improvisation. Head and shoulders through the opening in the ceiling, I called out the first thing that came to mind.

“Hey, buddy! How do you get to the Lincoln Tunnel from here?”

He looked at me over his shoulder and shook his head with a nasty pursed-lipped expression. You have to live in New York to understand these bastards. They walk around in their weird getups with this look of permanent disapproval on their faces, as if all the rest of us were lepers about to contaminate them. But truth be told they are the nastiest, stinkiest bunch of cheap-shoe wearing bath-needing motherfuckers you ever laid eyes upon. Where they get off with this attitude is utterly beyond me, but this night it suited my aims to perfection. (more…)

The thirty-two year old blond looked at her watch and found that it was 3:30am. Anne sat at her computer, thinking about the things she had not accomplished because of her “surfing the net” all evening and early into the morning. She had found a few porn sites and was a little frustrated since it had been awhile since she had enjoyed the pleasure of a hot horny man. The stunning trim figured woman walked into the kitchen to find something to munch on and found the cupboard bare…again! She had forgot to go to the supermarket again and now it was too late to go to the store she normally visited. She thought of a pizza, microwaved in minutes and a glass of wine. The all night supermarket would have to do this morning. She slipped a light jacket over her short shorts and tanktop. Anne knew she was a little underdressed for going out this late at night, but figured “what the hell”, it’s been hot all day and most women were wearing shorts…but of course not to the market at 3am.

The divorcee of three months walked to her car and drove the few blocks to the large Super Store so she could find that pizza she wanted. As she entered the store she saw only a handful of customers in the large building. Only one register was being manned and she chose a cart and started down the wide empty aisles. (more…)

Mistress Emma draped a large overcoat around my shoulders and began to button it. Beneath the coat I was completely naked; my arms immobilized behind my back with leather cuffs secured to lock my wrists and upper arms together.

“Are you excited about the surprise I have for you, Ingrid?” Mistress Emma asked.

“Yes,” I whispered, slightly breathless as she slipped her under the coat to finger my pussy.

“Spread your legs for me,” she said.

My feet inched apart and Emma’s fingers pressed deeply into my moist pussy.

“Good,” Emma smiled. “Do you have any idea what the surprise might be?”

“No,” I replied. A rush of nervous excitement combined with the sensations of Emma’s fingers touching my clit made me shiver.

“Good,” Emma repeated.

She pinched and toyed with my clit for a moment and then finished buttoning my coat. Its satin lining felt cool and sensuous against my nude body; a stark contrast of sensations to that caused by the six inches of thick latex imitation cock butt plug Emma had earlier inserted snugly in my ass.

“There; done,” Emma said. She looked me up and down and, after making a small adjustment the position of my steel slave collar, announced we were ready to go. (more…)