Taken ( Closed )

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Damian was a man whom either got what he wanted, or took it. He was the kind of man whom stood upon the top of the world looking down and oft wondered just where the edge was, and whether he could stretch it any further then what he already had. Yet the world was but his playground. He had 'feelers', men whom were out in the world, seeking out only the most beautiful of women. Black, white, asian, european... they were all the same in his eyes.

They were all pieces of meat that were to be used and trained to make him some money. Damian was the man. He was the go to guy when it came to illicit sex slaves... and he did it well. He dealt in drugs, he dealt in cars, and he dealt in women. They all screamed... they all cried and pleaded... and in the end, they all sucked his cock as thanks for sparing their miserable lives.

Yet his feelers had one 'rule', they could not use the merchandise. If they did, Damian killed them himself. If they wanted to buy the women at his private auction AFTER they had been trained... well that he had no problems with, but really, they hardly had the sort of money for that kind of purchase. Breaking down a woman with a feeler just ended badly in his experience.

Of course there were the unwritten rules... they weren't to cut the women if they could help it. They could only take a woman if it looked as though her exsistance, or her identity could be wiped... with some money here, and a few 'slipped fingers' there, it wasn't that hard. This was the way of the world. He worked it, and he enjoyed it. He had his trainers... but that all depended on the girl.

He of course lived in the high lifestyle... each girl that a feeler found was brought to him, dragging, gagged or not and presented, before he would decide where they would go. They would then be taken and trained for the sole purpose of being a sex slave... and if they did well, they would be sold to the arabian... who's tastes sometimes ranged into the more exotic of ways... he was easily the kindest master.

The Cuban was oft the worst, shelling his slaves out as nothing more then common whores, he broke many indeed. Once in a while Damian took a slave for himself... but that was rarer still. Yet the auctions were private, held upon a boat in international waters... and by the time it happened... nothing of rebelliousness remained. Today though Damian received a call that a new girl had been found and was being brought in.

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Markus had been working for Damian for a long time. He had seen women come and go... and even though at one point he had felt bad about it... those emotions had long ago been destroyed so that he could do the work that was required of him. He and a younger man by the name of Nate had been out for days.

They had gotten a tip from one of the feelers, and were out to collect. Apparently this girl would be a 'good one', though of course... Markus would be the true judge of that. Either way... she would probably be taken. The feeler's had a habit of not making a mistake when it came to actually making the call.

Nate was new, younger, less calm... but Markus was sublime comparatively... the day was a nice one... the morning turning to afternoon as they sat in their car waiting for the unsuspecting female to come out. They had to be discreet of course, but other then that... they were 'free' to use whatever means necessary that it took to 'bring her in'.
 
Dani looked herself over in the broken piece of mirror that miraculously hung to the wall in the squat she had stayed in last night. She was pale and thin, with a mask of dark heavy eyeliner and lipstick on her face that she, unconsciously, hid behind. Without it, she looked like an innocent, pure and almost angelic. She had on a cut off Sex Pistols t-shirt, tight black pants and beat up combat boots. Her long dark hair hung down her back as she adjusted her t-shirt and ran her hand over her smooth creamy stomach.

She flung her backpack, which contained all of her worldly possessions, over her back and headed out of the squat. She lit a cigarette and looked around. She didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, at least not for a part of town like she was in. After taking a few drags from her cigarette, she started walking, unwittingly past a particularly nefarious car.

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Dani in make up

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Dani without make up

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Markus nodded slightly to Nate as the young woman passed by the nondescript grey car that sat upon the broken road. They had found her recently and had been tracknig her for... well a good five days by that point... hence why they had made the call. It didn't phase Markus that he lied in saying that he had already caught her... that was the easy part.

He was running on seventy two hours of sleep deprivation... the coffee was really only keeping him 'up'. Even as he watched her go though, he smiled faintly. " She'll do just nicely." He grumbled, though Nate frowned. " Ain't she a bit... well dirtier then we take in?" Which earned a powerful and harmful smack from the back of Markus's hand, the man grunted but said nothing.

" She's able to be made to dissapear... and she's got a body. That's the important part." Markus remarked, the hard part usually was making someone dissapear... after all they WERE people... though hardly so when they were handed over to Damian. He had a way of breaking down women and making them into whatever his clients wanted... each woman was different, but each also brought a new aspect to the training.

" Let's go." He growled as the woman passed by, they both knowing.... Count to Five... then go.

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The sound of the car door wasn't even heard, they sliding out easily, the doors remaining open as Markus went first... stealthy steps quickening, before an arm went around Dani's waiste... squeezing harshly, cutting her air slightly off... making sure she couldn't scream. Nate's only job was to take the cloth doused in the sedative, it being pressed to the woman's mouth as Markus held her in an iron like grip.

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They waited all five seconds, before she was dragged into the car... Nate sitting in the back with her, pushing a cloth into her mouth to gag her he taped her mouth shut before he tied her wrists in front of her, connecting them to her ankles, they drove off. No more then twenty seconds... and she was gone. When she woke... she'd be strung up in an empty room, a single light above her, she tied up to a hook in the ceiling.

The room was made of concrete, there not a window at all. She'd also notice that other then her tied up state she hadn't been physically touched... that WAS the rule after all... other then being kidnapped... no one could touch the merchandise other then Damian himself!
 
Suddenly Dani felt herself being grabbed from behind. Just as she was about to scream her ability to do so was cut off. She started to fight, and she fought damned hard, wishing she could reach the knife she kept in her boot. As she fought, something was put over her nose and mouth, and as hard as she tried to keep fighting, as much as mind wanted to do so, her body stopped cooperating. Slowly she felt her body go limp and her eyes, slowly closed.

When Dani’s eyes opened again, she was lost in a sea of darkness. Her shoulders hurt, as did her head. She slowly rolled her head up and tried to look around, but she couldn’t see anything. She felt confused, unsure of where she was, then slowly, very slowly, small flashes of what had happened came back to her. She started to cry out when she realized she was gagged. She tried to pull at her restraints, all to no avail. She refused to cry, though she felt the tears burning at the back of her eyes. She tried to remain calm, tried not to panic.
 
Markus grunted slightly as she fought damned hard. " Man she's a fighter." He growled slightly, though as Nate 'did his job' Markus smiled as he felt her go limp. " Just like clockwork." He remarked... though when Nate patted her down in the car, they found her knife of course, a few curses spewed on that one... though as they took her, dragging her into the estate they took her into one of the rooms and tied her up.

Even as she awoke, she could see that the room was bare, the concrete was well laid, and that she hadn't been touched. She was alone, and couldn't hear anything else from around her for right then. Even as the jingle of the lock was heard... the door swung open, she seeing a tall man walk in, before he closed the door behind him. He calmly walked over to her and looked her over, before he moved away and taking out a case, he set it down upon the only piece of furniture, a wooden table that was behind her, so she couldn't see what was inside.

He came around though and showing her the pair of medical scissors, he began to cut her clothing off of her piece by piece, though she could kick at him... something told her that she would probably regret doing so... if she chose to!
 
Dani’s eye’s opened wide as a man suddenly walked into the room. She had had a bad experience with men her entire life. Her mother’s boyfriends had all tried to paw at her all of her life. When she was 13 her mother actually tried to pimp her out to one of the scum bags, and thus, she had run away and never let any man touch her. That was five years ago, and her fear and distrust of men hadn’t lessened.

She screamed through her gag as this man began to cut off her clothes. Her nipples hardened instantly against the cool air as she tried to twist her body away from his reach. She tried to kick at him , but she was still weak from the sedation, so it didn’t amount to much. Instead, she tried to scream and yell at him through the gag that choked her mouth, he couldn’t understand her, but it gave her some sense of control, even though she had none.
 
He started with her t-shirt... she seeing the man pulling the material out, clutched at the bottom in a hand, even as she tried to 'kick him', she was vastly ineffectual at it, so he ignored it. Rather he used the scissors and cut the shirt off her body, leaving her in her bra if she had one on for the moment as he moved and cut the button of her pants, she seeing him pulling them off her as well.

" You are nothing... and no one will ever know where you are. Behave yourself, and you may find yourself treated well. Mis-behave, and you will be more then likely sold to the Cuban, whom will more then likely break every hole you have and chalk you up on crack."

She could tell it wasn't a veiled threat either... though even as he pulled her pants off her, he stepped back for the moment to take 'stock of her'. He had paid Markus an hour before she had woken... she would do well... the evidence would be planted that she had dissapeared, not that anyone would care, and she knew that as well.

" Your body is my property now... and you will be trained." He remarked, though what kind of training had yet to be seen.
 
As she heard him speak, the cold fear of what was going to happen to her flowed over her body. She didn’t have anything fancy on, just a tattered bra and equally uninteresting panties. She watched him carefully as he cut away her clothing. What was she supposed to do? She didn’t know….she didn’t even know how to act around men. What she did know is she didn’t want to be thrown to the proverbial wolves.

He then looked her over and she felt her whole body go red from embarrassment. She knew well enough, that no one would ever look for her, that she was at the mercy of the man that stood before her, as much as she hated it. She tried to ask what she was to be trained for through her gag, but it was in effectual. She simply wriggled slightly in her restraints, wishing she could hide her body.
 
He watched as she dangled and 'danced' for him. He watched as she ground and played her body without even knowing it. He gave a slight sigh though as he noticed that she had only plain items of underwear on. " Ah well I suppose that it can't be helped." He remarked calmly, though stepping back to her the scissors slid beneath her tattered bra, cutting it away, before he did the same to her panties, rendering her naked.

" That will do for now." He mused as he turned and walked out the door, the heavy metal slanking shut, the sound of a dead bolt sliding into place as well. He wanted her feeling helpless, mostly for that would make the next part easier. Even as he had taken a moment to admire her naked body though, he ignored it for now.

" I'll get to it soon enough." He mumbled to himself, before he walked away. He would be back in an hour... to move onto the next step... she could probably figure out that she WAS going to be used and fucked... that this man probably had done this before considering how he had spoken to her... and that if she knew what was best for her, she'd co-operate. That was... of course, if she was smart.
 
Once he was gone, Dani flayed her body trying to get free, but she only wore herself out more. She felt stuck, unsure, scared. She had been through a lot of things in her short life, but for the very first time, she was truly scared. She thought that for now, she had to play along, do what he said, hopefully it wouldn’t be too horrible or painful. Then…then maybe she might be able to escape. She shuttered at the thought of someone touching her, but she had to play along…had to get free…
 
He wanted her tired out... he wanted her to worry about what might happen to her... because that way, she would be tired out and unable to fully fight when the 'real thing' came! Even as she made her little plots and decisions, it was a full hour before he returned. He calmly re-entered, she seeing that he didn't bring anything new with him, he had simply wished to give her some time.

Even as he closed the door, he went behind her, the case holding a few more items, he took the black rope from it and moving swiftly, he grabbed an ankle, she seeing him lift it up in front of her before he tied the rope around one end... he pulling her leg up and to the side, 'testing' her flexability as he stretched it up towards the ceiling, he feeding the rope through a hook. Soon enough she was balacing on one leg as he moved and easily took up a cloth.

There was a tap behind her, he turning it on warm water rushed into a basin, before he took the cloth and dipping it in, he proceeded to start washing her... after all she needed to be clean... before he would begin her training. Her future owners could dirty her all they liked, but Damian preferred to train a clean slave... and besides... it had him touching her, so he could test how she 'dealt' with it!
 
Dani’s eyes opened again as she heard the man come in the room. She had so many questions, but she was sure he probably didn’t want to hear any of them, even if she could voice them. Before she knew it he was stringing up her leg. It made her feel embarrassed to be this exposed. She hadn’t been completely naked in a very long time, and she certainly hadn’t been naked IN FRONT of anyone before.

But now here she was, wide open for him to see. Just when she thought that was bad enough, he started to wash her. She wasn’t sure how to feel about this. She hated that he was touching her but at the same time, it felt good to be clean. She simply closed her eyes and tried to pretend he wasn’t there, but that was impossible. She opened her mouth and tried to talk through her gag. She tried to tell him she wouldn’t scream if he would just get the wad of cloth out of her mouth, and she was pretty sure she wouldn’t, though mainly it was because no one would hear her anyway.
 
He watched her as she eyed him, although of course it made little consequence to him, he was sure that she had many things that she would like to say to him, but he honestly didn't give one crap about the fact that she wouldn't scream... he wanted her gagged for now. He worked her over with the cloth, first working her leg up to her hip, then up her bound leg, he also calmly worked the cloth over her exposed pussy, he examening it.

After all if it had hair he'd shave it off... this was her cleaning, though the full meaning of that she didn't truly appreciate... yet. Even as he continued with the cloth, he cleaned her ass cheecks, prying them apart he even cleaned her crack before he cleaned up her back, around to her smallish yet full breasts, though finally he stopped at her neck, she glisteningly clean from his attentions.

He nodded to himself slightly, though returning to the kit once more, he took out a pair of vibrating balls... he also having some more tape, and as he walked in front of her, he calmly placed a ball over one nipple, she able to watch as he taped it there, before he did the same to the other. He turned both on with the remote, they humming and rubbing her nipples even as he then drew his hands over her smooth athletic body easily, getting her used to being touched.
 
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She whimpered as he cleaned her private parts. No one had ever touched her there, and she wasn’t sure she liked it, especially given the situation, and given that he was a man. She of course, wasn’t a lesbian by any means she just didn’t feel comfortable around men.

She tried to fight against her restrains again as he cleaned her bottom and breasts but it was of no use. She was exhausted and her shoulders and wrists hurt…hell her whole body ached at this point. She just wanted to be let down more than anything. Just as she was thinking this, he started taping balls to her nipples, and she wasn't sure what to make of it.

She was about to talk again through the gag when they started to vibrate. She jumped a little at first, it was a strange sensation. She had never really noticed how sensetive her nipples were until now. For the first time in her life, she was getting a little turned on. For some reason the way the vibrating balls made her feel, made his touch more welcome to her. It almost felt....good.
 
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He nodded slightly to himself as she jumped... that was a good start. He could see her reaction though, the widening of her eyes, the surprise clearly there as he left the balls to 'do their job'... they humming and 'beating' her nipples with delightful vibrations. Even as he watched her though he took a good twenty minutes to shave her pussy, leaving her bare and smooth, and even as he 'finished up', he easily parted her exposed folds.

She could look down and watch as his fingers stroked the small nub at the top of her pussy, he 'testing' her sensitivity... after all he needed to know just how easily she'd be to 'break' once he started with her! His cool blue eyes looked up then, watching her reactions as he manipulated the most private, and yet also most exposed part of herself.
 
She looked down somewhat surprised that he was shaving her. She wasn’t sure what to make of it at first, but she had to admit, she felt so much better when it was gone. At this point, the vibrating balls on her nipples had caused her to discover some feelings she had never had the time or privacy to experience. Her nipples were hard and she felt a throbbing between her legs, that she had hoped would go unnoticed.

She jumped a little when he felt him touch her clit. She looked down at him, at those blue eyes which were both scary and…well something else she couldn’t place. She groaned as he started to rub her, her body moving slightly to his touch. Her head tilted backwards, and then forward again to watch what it he was doing. It all seemed interesting and foreign to her.
 
He washed her up, and even as the hair dissapeared from her pussy, he simply smoothed an oil to make sure that it wouldn't itch. He saw her jump, and even as her gagged head fell back with the stimulation, he smiled slightly. " Good." He remarked, he having a handsome look to him, even if he was handling a kidnapped and naked unwilling novice sex slave.

He moved though, and getting out another small egg, he returned to her, she seeing how he placed the egg, and taping it into place, he turned IT on, before he calmly stood. " That should do for now... I will be back in a bit." He remarked as though this was but a pit stop, and with that he actually did leave again, leaving her to writhe... the tape holding the three balls against her sensitive area's very well, they all humming, torturing her deliciously!
 
Dani gasped as the egg was taped to her body. The vibrations from all of the devices were almost unbearable. The egg made her moan as it moved against her clit. The throbbing deep between her legs got worse and she could feel dampness forming between her legs.

Her body swayed, wanting more of the egg, wanting more pressure, wanting to go to whatever peak it kept trying to lead her too. It was torturous; there was enough pressure from the egg to turn her on but not enough to get her off. She moaned and writhed in her bindings. She moved her hips towards the egg, as if it would give her some release. Despite herself, the thoughts of sex were creeping into her mind and seemed to be taking it over. She was starting to feel an animalistic lust that was new to her.
 
Oh damian was sure that by the time that he returned, she would be wet, needy, and ready to be fucked. She may not understand that her life would revolve around her ability to submit like this in many ways... but he was also sure that she would learn. He only left her a half hour this time... he having a phone call to make, along with checking on another girl whom was in the room next to Dani's.

The walls being of concrete and being three feet thick meant a very effective sound proofing... it probably for the best as the other girl was being gang banged by three men as she was trying to 'get away'... still not truly understanding that there was no escape... not from this... not from her new life.

Yet finally the door opened once again and Damian walked back in, he closing it behind him as he looked to her. " Now... does the slut need to be fucked?" It was crude, bold, and cruel... but it was also the truth he was willing to bet... it may have the shovenistic ties of his 'taking her', but even Dani probably knew what he meant.

He was sure her body did need just that by then!
 
Dani looked up at Damien as he entered the room. The words that came from his mouth made her body blush red, firstly because of what he said to her, and secondly because she was embarrassed that it was true. She had never really had any sexual desires before, given her past history, but now they all seemed to be surging to the surface. In response to his question, she simply whimpered pitifully, unsure of how to handle the situation.
 
He was bemused as she blushed, and even as he walked to her, she could see him looking her over, seeing how hard her nipples had become, as well as boldly kneeling, he looked at her pussy, checking just how needy she had gotten over the span of the previous half an hour. As she whimpered though he nodded slightly.

" I shall take that as a yes." He mused, though with that, he moved a pair of thick calloused fingers and roughly pushed them inside her, testing her tightness, wetness, and also to see if she was a true virgin. After all if she was he would still break her, but he would definatly be able to break her more easily... as most women cherished that small membrane inside of them, and to have someone forcibely take it... well that was a traumatically mental thing!
 
Dani whimpered again as she felt his finger move inside of her. It was foreign to her and she wasn’t sure if she liked it or not. She was most definitely a virgin, and she hoped he wouldn’t hurt her as he moved his finger inside of her. She tried to pull away slightly, even though she felt like she wanted more. She wanted him to move that little vibrating egg harder against her clit…she wanted more.
 
He could see her hips writhing despite herself, and as she 'tried to escape', he felt the inner membrane of her hymen, and simply slid his finger out of her. His strong hand slid past her pussy, she feeling his arm between her legs preventing them from closing as he firmly took hold of her ass, pulling her hips close, forcing her up onto the balls of her feet.

He smiled easily and looking to her as she could see he reached up with his other hand and pressed that egg right against her clit, he watching her calmly. " You better cum... else I will leave these eggs on all day." He remarked calmly... he mentally counting five minutes... she had five minutes to cum, else she would learn something else about her captor...

He was a man of his word.
 
Dani gasped as she felt his hands on her. At that moment, she wanted his hands to run all over her body, to touch every inch of her. She wanted to feel his hot mouth on her skin and nipples, she even wanted to stroke his cock. As these thoughts ran through her head, he pressed the egg against her clit.

She moaned long and low in her throat as her hips began to grind against the egg. Soon she felt herself building. She moaned constantly in the process until finally she started to cum.

“Oh God” she cried out, though it was muffled through the gag in her mouth. Her body was washed over with wave after wave of pleasure. It finally subsided and she was breathless, trying to catch her breath.
 
Oh he could tell that the feverish arousal had already taken a hold of her... that she wasn't even 'thinking straight' at all as he heard her mewling and gagged cries, they muffled of course but very much still there.

Even as she moaned long and low in her throat he had left the vibrator right where it was as he stood, her orgasm rushing through her, her pleasure coating her virginal insides as he moved and taking a hold of his shirt, he peeled it off, revealing a tanned, and solid looking torso. Yet his hands also reached down and pulled his pants undone, his eyes solidly upon her.

He looked right into her eyes as his pants fell to the floor, an eight inch cock springing out hard and thick, he moved right to her as his hands grabbed her legs, lifting them off the floor and wrapping them around his strong hips, he looked still into her eyes.

His cock found it's mark, her virginal pussy being stretched in a new way as his cock was thrust hard and deep into her, he 'breaking her' open easily as he grunted and growled, his strong hands holding her hips in place as more and more of that cock dissapeared so roughly inside her!
 
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