Kidnapped and trained

[MagickMisstress]

Leanna was just walking from her car to her appartment door when a pair of hands came up behind Her. She could feel the knife at her throat. She tried to scream but before any sound could come out she was pushed into a van. She could see somebody driving for a split second before the world went dark. A hood was placed over her head and her hands and feet were bound. She was now at the mercy of these two men.

 

[MagickMisstress]

She let out a moan and that got one of the men's attention. He got out of his seat and came into the back of the van kneeling beside the bound girl. He raised her skirt and started to play with her pussy. Leannea tried to stay still to resit what was happening to her. But her pussy just kept getting wetter.

 

[swordandsandle]

My name is John. You know, like the toliet, wich my life went down about a year ago.

I used to be a pretty good guy; great grades, scholorships, freinds, and plenty of potential for my life. The thing is, I had a girlfreind. She was, well, not the cleanest or sharpest knife in the drawer. She moved in, brought her problems with her, and before you know it I've got the law on my back and everything I owned taken. Went into the underworld after that, luckly found myself a partner who respected my "tastes". We each take one out over every 5 victeams, sell the other three on the black market. Granted, we share, but this one is mine.

Unfortunatly, it was also my day to drive.

"Hey brother," I shouted back; you can't make out much in our purposfully concealing clothing, other then I'm just over 2 meters. "Don't hit her too hard ok? This one's mine."

 

[Rhue71]

Olivia stands idly at the scene of the kidnapping, sipping a juice box.

 

[janeyruth]

JaneyRuth

Sound of John's van. JaneyRuth looks out the window. It's 4am, still dark, and she thinks to herself, "Brother John's been out in the muck again."

She hears the metal garage door slide shut, then John stumbling up the stairs to his room, coughing and belching. She hears his door close, hears him vomit into the toilet bowl, and then the sound of bed springs. She thinks, "He drinks way too much." She puts on her black leather jacket, slides into her boots, heads down the stairs and out to the garage.

JaneyRuth flicks on the neon light inside the garage. She sees poor naked Leanna locked in the cage in the corner. On the floor, a rubber mat and a bowl of water. JaneyRuth walks closer to the bars, her boots clicking on the slab floor as she lights a cigarette.

"Please Ma'am, where am I?"

"You're in a cage, girl."

"What did I do to deserve this?"

"Probably nothing. Probably you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"Please can you help me? I'll pay you. I have money. I'm an author. I've published books."

"What on?"

"Decorating, home furnishings and accessories, things like that. Please? Please help me?"

JaneyRuth takes a deep drag on her Marlboro, looks Leanna up and down, a nice trim thirty-something figure. Flat tummy, keeps herself in shape. A lovely shaven cunt. Most of all, smallish tits, perfect for tribbing. Well well well.

"I'm gonna level with you. Tell you why you're here. There's women in places like Arabia, Thailand, China, they pay top dollar for a nice trained girl."

Leanna gasps. "What?"

"The men who brought you here, they'll train you. There's a whole bunch of things they'll teach you.

"Teach me? Teach me what?"

"Things like anal, BDSM, birching, bondage, brinking, buttplugs, collars & leashes, crotch play, domination, enema games, fetishes, nipple play, nurse/patient, paddling, pony play, ropes, scat, strapons, submission, teacher/student, tickle play, watersports, whips and chains. Thinks like that."

"I don't even know what most of those are."

"Girl who knows that stuff can draw a high price."

"This is ridiculous. I'll just refuse to learn. They can't keep me forever."

"No, they can't, but if you decide to be difficult, they won't waste much time. They'll just dump you off to the Russians. Russians are drunk most of the time. You don't have to know anything in a Russian whorehouse, except how to wipe puke off your cunt."

"Oh God!"

Leanna starts to cry.

"Look, being a rich Arab woman's housegirl isn't so bad. You get bathed in rosewater, dressed up in pretty clothes. All you have to do is pleasure her. The only danger is if her husband takes a shine to you. Then watch out!"

"I. I can't do this!"

"You got no choice."

"I. I could be your slave."

"Well, now that's sure a tempting offer."

I'd rather be your slave than that of an Arab or Thai woman."

"Let me think on it."

"Let me pleasure you now, please."

"You're in there and I don't have the key."

"Come close to the bars."

"I don't know if I should."

"Please!"

JaneyRuth draws close. Leanna reaches through the bars, undoes JaneyRuth's belt, slides her jeans and panties down, begins licking her clitty. JaneyRuth grips the bars for support.

"Ohhhhyesssssssssssssssssss"

 

[MagickMisstress]

Leanna would have done anything to escape the fate of being sold as a slave. If She could convince this woman to help her, then she would be able to get away. The first thing she had to do was gain her trust.

Leanna pulled down the woman's jeans and panties. She pulled her closer to the bars and put her mouth to her Pussy. She started to lick the lips of her cunt, ignoring the pulsing clit. She could tell that Janey was liking it by the amount of moisture and the sounds that she was making.

She inserted a finger into the wet cunt and started to massage her g-spot. Then she started to ever so lightly lick her clit.

"I could do this for you, all the time. Serve you and please you." she said after every lick.

"I could be your's." She started licking harder, sucking on the clit, working her finger in and out faster and faster.

Janye let out and big Yell and sagged against the bars of the cage. She had to admit the girl sure knew how to do oral.

"Please Let me out now. I'll be a good Girl."

 

[janeyruth]

JaneyRuth

Leanna's tonguework was borne of desperation more than skill. She knew this was her only chance. She held JaneyRuth's thighs tight to the cage bars, her nails digging into her skin, as she licked, sucked, swirled, bit and probed, tonguefucking her deep and hard, her lips sealed over the woman's sex. Leanna felt a rush and a shudder run through JaneyRuth's body. She released and drew back, as the woman exploded in orgasm, her white, sticky girlie goo splattering Leanna's face.

JaneyRuth was on her knees, gripping the bars for support, her jeans still at her ankles. She reached through the bars with a cloth, wiping Leanna's face. "Oh God, that was awesome. No girl has ever done me like that before."

JaneyRuth got slowly to her feet, pulled up her jeans, buckled her belt, turned to go. "Stay strong. I'll get you out. Somehow."

She switched off the light. Leanna heard the door click shut. And all was dark.

 

[MagickMisstress]

Leanna had always hated being in the dark. But she hated this cage more. She couldn't really move around. Just knell and lay down on the filthy mat. She had never felt so alone in the life.

She was thirsty she had to pick the bowl up in order to have a drink. It smelt old, and musty but it was all she had.

She thought back to the woman, whom she had just pleasured. "I hope she was telling the truth about getting me out of this."

Leanna knew she had to get out of here, but the bars were strong and she had no idea here was. All she could do was wait for her chance. With those thoughts she laid down on the mat and fell asleep.

 

[janeyruth]

JaneyRuth

Back in her room, lying naked on her bed, her boots, jeans & leather jacket strewn on the floor, JaneyRuth looks up at the ceiling.

She thinks about Leanna, the poor little cunt caught in brother John's web. She fantasizes about her, envisioning her in a sheer harem girl gown being assfucked by a rich Arab matron in heels and a strapon. She envisions her in a dank Thai dungeon chained to a St. Andrew's Cross, being whipped on her pussy by a naked Asian butch as a lady in silk looks on.

Suddenly, she feels wet. She opens her eyes and looks down. She sees that her hand is rubbing on her sex.

Then she hears movement in John's room...

 

[MagickMisstress]

Leanna heard the door to the garage open. She at first thought it was the woman coming back. She was wrong. It was a man, and he was walking towards her cage.

(more to come)

 

[swordandsandle]

Ya, I drink, what's it to them? Two thirds of the time life's a living hellhole, why not make it less of one? I'd kept things pretty low key tonight; driving around and all, but I haden't had much of a toerance even before JaneyRuth had introduced me to ring. She got to have most of the easy work, he'd like to see her out on the streets for once, but quite honestly I diden't let it bother much. She WAS the one with more experence. Besides, we split the training 50/50, so at least I got THAT much.

"Easy out girl," I sneezed as I slammed the drivers door on our rusty van, taking in the state air. "We've got one rule here and one rule only; everything I say is a rule. You don't follow the rule," the hinges squeked a little as the tinted back doors swung open and I take my arms to the bars. " You might as well make peace with your gods. Got that *hiccup*?"

No responce. "Guess so,"the keys started tumbling between my fingers, as a few thoughts came to mind on what they should make this girl. "You've got enough water in there to last you the night, we'll start breaking you in the morning. Sweet dreams," the last part almost mocking, maybe a bit bitter.

As I've said, it's been a rough life.

Diden't get much sleep last night; too busy handling a few local "costumers". Of the sex smuggling rings, we actually did pretty well, maybe could retire one day and leave the whole thing behind. Clients all over the glob, I even got us a contract with the North Koreans (And trust me, they don't open up for just anybody). Come to think of it, we probebly had girls in every major harem on earth.

Intresting thoughts to have while pucking.

Went into bed after that, tired as sin. These heavy cloaths did things to a guy. Plumped down in bed, belched, took off a few of the outer layers. Still coulden't tell what I look like; secrecy is everything in this bussniess, but at least I wasen't sweating like an eskimo. Spent about three hours in bed, tried to sleep, coulden't. Not sure why, just thinking. My mind has been growing lately; having to train girls in plenty of things, but I've still got one close to my heart. Probebly my one guilt previous to the "incident". And it was scratching me good.

"No sence putting it off," I lifted myself out of bed, knocking a few of my old hardcovers and cans around. Snatched up a few things. Shock collar, training pole, headband, belt, spray bottle, all the essetentials. This was going to be a fun night.

"You still in here girly?" I flip on the lights, revealing my little horde. "I've got something to show you."

 

[janeyruth]

JaneyRuth

From her window, JaneyRuth watches brother John stagger across the driveway toward the garage. She sees he's carrying his "training aids." First day of school for Little Miss Writer. Hope she pays attention in class. Hope she takes good notes.

JaneyRuth shakes her head. "Poor little cunt. It's her bad luck, though. But I must admit she does give a good pussy lick."

JaneyRuth lies back down in her bed. She tries to close her eyes, but...

 

[MagickMisstress]

Leanna moved to the back of the cage. She saw the things in Johns arms. She didn't know what they were for, but she knew she did not want him to use any on her.

John opened the door at the cage. "Get out her girlie. Gonna show you some stuff."

Leanna refused to move. "No. you asshole." She spat at him.

"Get your ass out her bitch. If you know what is good for you."

"No."

John walked over to the wall and got a cattle prod of the wall. He then walked over to the cage and touched her shoulder with it.

"I said get out."

Leanna screamed the pain was astronomical. She crawled out of the cage. Tears were running down her face. "Please, don't hurt me. I do anything just don't do that again."

She stopped at the door of the cage. She waited a second before she bolted for the door that John had just come in thru. She tried to open it. It was no use. It was locked.

 

[swordandsandle]

(PS; it is usually concidered poor form to put words into somebody else's mouth. I won't object, so long as you make me talk like I make myself talk and act as I make myself act. Hint- I'm more bitter and and domineering then actually cruel.)

I hated to do that to the girl, it just wasen't my style to hurt her before she actually did anything. Still, it might do her some good; help her learn the lesson he was going to teach. She wanted to be a stubborn dog? Fine, we knew how to handle things like that

"In case you haven't noticed, broad, you aren't getting out of this room until I say so, or you'll be leaving with a bullet in you brain." I took the oppritunity to snap the collar around her neck while she pulled vainly at the doorknob. "And, I have some rather particular criteria we need to cover." he noticed her tug on the collar strap. "Don't bother, I've locked it and the key isen't in this room. Now," cattle prod, belt, all of it went on the floor as I scooped her into my grasp. I'm pretty proud of my body, have to be in this feild. Holding her was easy, despite her pathetic, tired struggle.

"If this is going to work at all," the gruff whispers escaped from my throat. "You will have to learn one fact. It's not that difficult, just one thing. There are three kinds of woman in this world. Type one, where my lady-lover sister is, understands the order and decides to embrace and work to support it. She's a man's equal. Type two, what you used to be but won't be for much longer, do not respect the order and will, eventually, forced into extinction. Type three, my type," I had to take a moment to move her shaking hair, it was getting into my face. Stupid females and their attachment to that string of dead cells. " The type I make, can not survive outside the order. Their little fragile shattered, scattered in peices on the pavement. So don't blame me for doing nature's job, ok? Since you're an animal anyway,". She was held tight into my chest, my body tence in anticipation. "Why don't we work on teaching you a few tricks, no?"

Waited a few moments, allowed the subject to sink in. "Let's give you a name girl. I'm thinking..." my hands reached down for the dog-ear headband at my lust's accord. "I'll call you Isabelle. That's a good name for a dog, isen't it?" The headband looked so pretty atop her head. Still needed the tail, but we could add that latter. "So, puppy, let's play." Moment's pause. "I said," my hand shifted into my pocket, wagging the shock remote set on 10. "So, PUPPY, let's play."

 

[MagickMisstress]

Leanna was in shock. He wanted her to be a dog? Leanna reached up and took the headband off her head and threw it at John.

"My name is Leanna. I am not a dog." She looked up at Him.


She waited for the man's next move.

 

[janeyruth]

JaneyRuth tosses and turns in her bed, unable to sleep, her mind going back to the poor naked girl in the cage and that sweet tongue through the bars inside her, bringing her to orgasm.

She shakes her head, thinks, "Forget her. Fuck her. She'll be better off being some Arab bitch's housegirl. Let brother John have his fun and then sell her."