Controlled

[Snork Maiden]

The prospect of being free brought instant appeal and she smiled at the thought of getting out from her window less room. She had certainly begun to lose track of time although she clearly remembered having 2 'nights' of sleep.

She finished her meal and contemplated the chance for freedom.

 

[Vagrant]

Mysterious Captor

Tonight session would be a recap of the previous 2 nights. Since these two were the basis for everything else, acceptance and uninhibited sexuality were very important. He wanted to be very sure they were deeply rooted before moving on.

The same sequence of events as the previous two nights would bring her once again to the chair and the drugs, and the programming. And tonight Nothing new would be introduced, it was pure review, going over everything from the first night and the second in a condensed version, but still very thurough.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

Finishing her meal, Annette carried the tray back to the dumbwaiter. Turning she picked the clean sheets from the dresser and proceeded to remake the bed, smoothing the creases out of the soft clean Egyptian linen bedclothes.
With her bed making tasks completed she puffed up the pillows and hopped under the covers, for some reason she felt sleepy again after eating a full dinner. Soon, lulled by the soft music and the faint sweet fragrance, which permeated the air, she found herself slipping into a peaceful slumber.

The familiar hillside, which founded the basis of most of her dreams, came into view, she was naked and running freely through the long grass of the meadow. The familiar sight and smell of the daisies and buttercups brought a smile to her face, again the insect bit her on the arm and she swatted at it as it buzzed away from her. Spinning and swirling around as she ran towards the top of the hill the high cirrus clouds streaked the sky with their fine feathery filaments and the sun warmed her face.

As she spun around she felt herself rising into the air, the green hillside diminishing below her as she soared skywards. The air rushed warmly across her face and looking down she could see the sunlight glittering on the dark rippled surface of the sea. As she soared lower across the water she could make out the shape of a fabulous vessel. A clipper ship, with its sails unfurled and flapping loudly in the wind, tacked a course towards the horizon. In a moment she found herself standing on the quarterdeck, clasping the helm. The bowsprit bobbed gently up and down pointing toward the horizon. In the distance she could just make out the shape of a small island. Locking the helm she wandered down across the orlop toward the forecastle, it was here the two black deck hands turned to watch her. Their dark skin contrasted by the white of their sleeveless shirts, their strong muscular arms bulging and glistening with sweat in the sunlight from the years of rigging and seamanship. The wind blew across her face and tussled hair. They smiled at her she approached, their row of white teeth flashing in broad grins as they surveyed her naked slender body. The nearest stepped forward in front of her blocking her path and pushing his strong hand firmly between her legs curling his finger up into her pussy. She flung her arms around his broad neck pressing her mouth to his greedily sucking against his full lips. The second moved in behind her reaching around her body and up to her breasts grasping one each with his powerful hands and pressing his loins against her bare buttocks.

She pushed back against him feeling his erection expanding in his jeans against her soft skin. The first continued to finger her crotch feeling her wetness flowing out into his palm as his finger stirred its way deeper into her hot aroused pussy, he parted his lips allowing her tongue to snake between the two rows of pearly white teeth allowing her to taste the sweetness of his mouth. The second pinched and squeezed her nipples, which responded rapidly, swelling and stiffing into proud nuggets. She ground her buttocks against his hardness whilst her hand move slowly down from the neck of the first and around to the front of his pants.

The first began to suck on her tongue as he slipped a second finger into her wetness, parting her smooth lips, his thumb seeking out the small bump of her clitoris with an unnatural precision. The man behind her dropped to his knees behind her grasping the cheeks of her white buns with his huge black fingers and parting them with his thumbs. Bringing his face to the crease, his tongue lashed across the dark pink ring of her anus, probing gently against it and causing her to shudder with pleasure. The first stepped away from her and unfastened his pants allowing his thick black cock to swing freely. Dropping to her hands and knees he guided his cock into her mouth, his black fingers sprawling like a giant spider around the back of her head holding her in place whilst the second worked his tongue deeper between her legs licking at the honey dew which clung to her folds. The first was thrusting his cock now in and out of her mouth, pumping it in a slow rhythm. Her head bobbed as the thick black cock slipped between her lips, she rolled her tongue around the swollen head tasting the sweet-saltiness of his pre-cum. The second began to finger her anus, pressing a fingertip into the saliva-coated ring. She pushed backwards as she felt him pressuring her entrance relaxing her muscles and allowing him to penetrate her. The finger tip slipped slowly in and he began to twist it gently working it in deeper before introducing a second, slowly expanding her.

The first with drew his erection from her mouth and beckoned her to stand. Rising to her feet with the second still working his fingers in her arse she looked into the eyes of the first. He stepped forward bending his knees and guiding his cock between her legs he found the hot wet entrance to her pussy he pushed it in. Her smooth white pussy parted as the black shaft buried itself within her. The second pulling his erection free spat on his hand and smoothed the saliva over her slightly distended and open anus. Pressing the tip of his cock at he entrance he slowly pushed forward. Swollen glans of his cock popped into the tight orifice. He held her hips and slowly pulled himself onto her, his shaft pressuring it way into her as the first slowly bucked his hips driving his own cock slowly in and out of her wet pussy. She moaned in ecstasy sandwiched between the powerful black men as they slid in and out of her in unison. Her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, trapped between the two men she just shuddered violently each of them increasing the pace and bring her to yet another powerful body wracking orgasm, her head flailed, her mouth felt dry as the third wave of pleasure began to build the two black sailors ejaculated. The hot jets of thick semen entered her pussy and ass simultaneously triggering her final most powerful orgasm, she felt faint and dizzy and a mist swirled around her. …

OOC : I thought I had better stop I was getting carried away again sorry If you want me to continue I can.

 

[Vagrant]

Mysterious Captor

OOC: Write as much as you want, I really enjoy reading it. And if anything it puts my posts to shame

IC: He watched her reactions with interest. Apparently she was having a very erotic dream, judging from the levels of activity in her brain and the fact that she was soaking the chair of the seat.

When she was finished the session he unhooked her and brought her back to her room. So far things were progressing very well. Her profile was correct that she was vulnerable to this type of conditioning, and he was very happy with her progress.

Breakfast and magazines were once again delivered after she awoke, and this morning the magazines were nothing but porn, not the raunchiest stuff, and no fetish magazines, but the more mainstream.

He decided to wake her up instead of letting her wake up normally, so he turned on the monitor. "Good Morning Annie, It's time to wake up."

 

[Snork Maiden]

Wiping the sleep from her eyes she blinlked her eye into focus. The now familiar face of her captor stared at here from the monitor.

She could smell the breakfast, which sat waiting for her in the dumbwaiter. Stretching she rolled out from under the covers sitting on the edge of the bed and rubbing her eyes. Standing she decided to take a shower before breakfast. Now she had a towel it would make things easier. She headed towards the bathroom and stepped into the shower.

 

[Vagrant]

Mysterious Captor

He looked over teh readings from last night's training session and made some notes, occasionally glancing up at the camera display of the shower.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

Adjusting the water before entering, the warm jets instantly brought Annette to her senses, as the sleep washed from her body she reach forthe soap and began lathering her body feeling the slippery softness of her own skin under the water and soap suds.

Turning around she allowed the water to rinse the residue from her body before stepping out of the shower and drying herself.

Patting her skin dry with the soft towel she proceeded into the main room, fetching the tray from the alcove she sat at the table and started to eat the breakfast which had been prepared for her.

 

[Vagrant]

"I hope you slept well last night my dear."

He smiled.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Annette

The monitor's speakers sounded, it was her captor enquiring after her nights repose.

Smiling she looked at the face in a box. 'Thank you yes, I had quite a good night. She continued with the meal sipping at her orange juice and cutting the pancakes into bite size portions before stabbing them with her fork and lifting them to her mouth.

 

[Vagrant]

"Good, I'm glad. You should know that you are making very good progress. I am very pleased."

His attention was diverted for a few moments and then he returned to looking out of the screen at her again.

"As far as you getting out of your room, we'll do it in stages. first, someone will come to you, and spend some time with you in the room. Then you'll be let out into a fitness area a day or so later, and finally, you will be able to leave the room freely. Though you will be asked to return to your room at meal times and at not leave after dinner. All in all, I don't think that is too harsh, do you?"

 

[Snork Maiden]

OOC - Snork

OOC: Hey Vagrant, I apologise but I am withdrawing from this thread.

It's nothing you have done, but my heart and enthusiasm just aren't in it anymore (LIT) generally.

I hope you can find someone to take over the posts.

love

Snork

 

[Vagrant]

Month after Month of training passed. After the behavioral modifications, and physical alterations, there was the more mundane training. Teaching the new sex slave how to act, how to respond to orders from her Master, and other people.

It was a long process, but it gauranteed quality in the finished product. There were very few women who could resist the training for so long, and even if they DID resist, they would not emerge unscathed. For those that did succumb, he months of training promised their owners that they would not falter, or hesitate. They would simply obey on instinct.

Annie, or whatever her new Master wished to name her, was now sold. He had kept her for a few weeks, for quality control purposes. And he was very pleased with his work. Her looks were not altered that drastically, but simply in the way she held herself and her demeanor, she woud be completely unrecognizable by even her closest friends.

But now he had to move, he couldn't stay in one place for too long, and his schedule dictated that after Annie was processed and sold, he would relocate. He would still hunt for subjects in America, but his base of operations would be moved to Scotland. He had purchased an old Castle there a few years ago. It was being lived in now by some of his staff, and his operations would be completely invisible to the nearby town.

He packed up and left.

6 Months Later

He found her. He had watched her for almost 2 months, learning her habits and was now almst ready to take her. The castle was ready to recieve its first guest.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

OOC

Name: Melinda (Mel)
Age: 21
Height: 5 ft 5
Hair: blonde, straight below shoulder length.
Eyes: blue
Body: curvaceous - 36d - 24 - 36
Profession; Sales rep for a company letting and selling country cottages in the Lake District/ North Yorkshire.
Character: outgoing and confident.
Lives: Dent a small lakeland village and drives up to Kendal each day where the main office is situated. Travels all over the North of England meeting clients to show them round prospective properties.

IC

Melinda hummed as the radio played the old eighties tunes on the radio. As usual the drive into the office had been slow, sheep and cattle obscuring the road at times and even in the best of conditions, the roads were narrow and needed to be travelled along with the greatest of care.

She glanced in her mirror, pulling over to the right and speeding up on her way further north. She enjoyed driving and did not mind the delays that were a daily feature of her life. She checked her mirrors and continued to up her speed. She glanced at the clock. She was to meet a new client in Keswick at three o'clock - he was American she believed and interested in her portfolio of traditional English cottages. The commission on this one could be good.

She moved left again, slowing down and looking for the turning. She smoothed her skirt over her rounded bottom and firm thighs. She was pleased with her appearance today. her light gray suit with subtle pinstripes reached to just above the knee when she stood, but had now eased up to midthigh, subtly displaying the stocking tops that would very properly be covered when she adjusted her outfit to look every inch the suitable business woman... but meanwhile.. lace top stockings made her feel good.. sexy yes... though she was out to impress no one in particular, she wore what she liked, merely because she wanted to.

Indicating she turned off towards Keswick, admiring the wonder of the surrounding hills as she dropped down into the valley of the bustling market town. Her blouse was white and crisp, her matching grey pinstriped jacket was laid carefully across the front passenger seat. She prided herself on her appearance, feminine, yet inspiring confidence. Her shoes smart and sensible pumps, still permitting her to move gracefully as she took her creaseless jacket out of the now parked car and moved towards the main street.

2:15 - she had made excellent time! She knew that her client would be expecting to be taken to "one of those quaint ole teashops further down the road, but meanwhile she slipped into the Skiddaw Hotel for a welcome coffee before making her way to meet him at the entrance to the tourist centre in the town square.

She sat with her pot of steaming milk and larger pot of freshly brewed coffee as she sipped the warm aromatic liquid...mmm... one of the pleasures of life. She looked out of the floor-to-ceiling- length windows to watch the idle passing by of the locals. It wasn't market day, nor a peak tourist season. A Thursday in April, just after Easter was not drawing people into this often packed little town.. thank goodness Mel thought.

Topping up her milk/coffee combination she reached for her portfolio and began to read, mentally going over the points she wanted to hilight during the meeting which was to take place in half an hour's time.....

 

[Vagrant]

Isaac

The ruse to meet her to look at cottages was not what would have normally chosen, but people are slightly more perceptive here ratehr than in America, and his normal methods would cause more of a stir.

He approached the tourist centre and waited for her. His hand on the case of hypodermic needles in his pocket. He was dressed conservatively, looking wealthy, but not rich. He was simply a man looking for a holiday home for his family.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Melinda

Melinda looked up at the clock... 2:55 pm
She slipped her portfolio back into its case and straightened her jacket. Tucking it under her arm she smiled at the waiter as she made her way out of the side door.

Standing for a moment, she looked up at the road. Now would he be waiting under the clock, or at the main entrance... she moved swiftly up the road looking across at the market place... then, not seeing the type she was looking for...she moved up the road and noticed the well dressed gentleman stood outside the office entrance. He was looking round with interest at the buildings surrounding him, his eyes moving to her as she approached.

Holding out her hand and momentarily forgetting if she had been given his name...she introduced herself with a freindly smile and brisk handshake.

"I'm Melinda Matthews... from Countryside Cottages.."...

 

[Vagrant]

Isaac

"It's a pleasure to meet you Ms Matthews, I am Allan Lane." He wouldn't be using his real name in so open a place as this, and he had a plan regarding this meeting that would come to fruition at a later time.

"Now, what sort of cottages do you have available?"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Melinda

"Mr Lane. We have a wide selection of properties. I've taken the liberty of selecting those which best seem to suit your requirements. Where would you like to go to examine the portfolio I've prepared for you?"

Briskly efficient, she smiled expecting to be asked to direct him to a teashop or such like.

 

[Vagrant]

Isaac

He thought for a moment.

"Some place a little more secluded. I prefer to do my business in private. It may seem odd, but I so accustomed to dealing with corporate espionage and the like. It's a product of Corporate America. I hope you don't mind?"

He smiled.

"Why don't we go out to the first cottage? We can have a look and then maybe go over the rest of the protfolio there."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Melinda

"Some place a little more secluded. I prefer to do my business in private. It may seem odd, but I so accustomed to dealing with corporate espionage and the like. It's a product of Corporate America. I hope you don't mind?"

His words suprised her. Momentarily she seemed flustered, but rapidly regained her professional composure. She thought he was over reacting.. corporate espionage! .... as if!

I think that could be easily arranged. She pulled out a set of keys and studied them, flicking open the porfolio she carried.

"Perhaps we should start with the cottage closest to here. It's quite small, but has some lovely period features. If you'll just follow me Mr Lane."

She walked briskly by his side, but leading him up the main shopping street away from the market square. She turned up a side road. The area now quieter and less bustling. The road rose upwards and swung to the right. Turning down a secluded cul-de-sac she moved towards a modest, but attractive property and took slipped the key into the front door lock.

Opening the door she stood aside with a smile.
"Perhaps you'd like to get a feel of the place first. I'll wait for you in the lounge and get the papers ready for you to examine."
She smiled and slipped past the door leading to the lounge, assuming he would move to explore the cottage alone."

 

[Vagrant]

Isaac

"That will be very nice."

He followed her to the cabin and at her suggestion wandered around a bit. looking the place over. In actuality he was readying one of the hypodermic needles. they were rather small, almost like a dart. He also had a specially designed "gun" with which he could easily administer the dose of sedative. As well as a very real 9mm handgun.

When he was ready he quietly krept to the front door, opening and shutting it quickly he moved out of sight. The plan was to make her think it is someone else.

From one of the other rooms he shot 3 times into the wall. Then he waited behind the door for her to come and investigate.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Melinda

She turned with a cry as she heard the shot.
Papers scattered about her as she stood tranfixed.

He had mentionned.. espionnage... and she had been amused. Had she heard the door..?

"Mr... " she began to call his name and stopped. If an assailant were in the house, then he would hear her.

She moved to the far side of the room, away from the hall doorway where the shot seemed to have sounded. She took out her mobile phone and started franticallly dialling 9-9-9.

 

[Vagrant]

Isaac

OOC: I just started a new job today and it is rather physical labour. SO, if my posts tonight and the next month and half suffer, that's why. When I get home I'm going to be tired. I might not even be able to post everyday.

IC: He heard her moment of indesicion, and figured she was now calling the police. Which would be perfect, so long as he could incapacitate her first.

He krept quickly up the hall and approached her from behind. Quickly, he injected her with the sedative and grabbed the phone. Cancelling the call, he threw it away.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Melinda

So intent was she on summoning help on her phone that she did not hear him creep into the room.

The minute needle slipped into her skin before she was aware of anything, she sighed softly and slipped to the floor... the phone discarded.

Melinda did not see her client smile as he looked down at her inert form.

 

[Vagrant]

Isaac

That went perfectly, he thought to himself. It was not only important to make it look like they were both murdered to the outside, but also to make her think that the only person with her at the time was dead.

A car pulled up outside the home and a group of people got out and went into the house, their task was to make it look just right. While Isaac went to the car. He put his captive in the passenger seat and drove off.

Some time later they both arrived at the castle that was Isaac's new home. She was brought in, stripped and processed. Subjected to a multitude of tests to determine the proper course of action for her training. They settled on a more direct approach. Instead of drugging her into unconsiousness they would train her while she was awake. Though they had little doubt drugs would be involved.

After the battery of tests, she was brought to her room. They were large and well appointed, but very warm, since the sun was almost always shining on the outer walls. At Midday it would very likely get quite hot in the room.

Isaac started to schedule her training sessions, and making some final preperations.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Melinda

Melinda remained blissfully unaware of her abduction and the plethora of tests being conducted on her body. She was not aware of being stripped or that she was the object of such detailed attention.

The drug kept her insensible as she was "processed".