Message-ID: <11620eli$9805271529@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Cassandra" Subject: Story: Virtual Reality turned in to Reality (MF, NC, Kidnapping) (Part 1/?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <01bd87c3$3ef41d00$861b93c3@default> This is the first story I have ever wrote with intention of publishing here, I would appreciate any comments, criticisms, etc. I will not write again unless I know people like it, so I would be really grateful if you could reply to me, should you read this. WARNING This text contains material of an explicit and adult nature. If you are not of an legal age to view such text DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. Sensitive readers or readers that has religious or moral objections to sexually explicit material are warned not to read the following text. The author will not take responsibility for any emotional, psychological, physical or other distress, damage or harm that may be that result of reading this text. Readers that live in countries where text of an explicit nature is forbidden read this text at their own discretion and of their own accord. The following text and characters are fictional and in no way represent any known persons, situations or places. Any similarity to real life is purely co-incidental. The author retains ownership of the following material and grants the reader the right to freely distribute and re-produce the material as long as there is no profit involved. Part 1 The room was dark, the curtains were closed, the only light came from the computer monitor at the other end of the room. The room was peaceful except for the constant tapping of the keyboard where a young woman sat typing. She was facing the other way, facing away from the door in to her bedroom. Her hair was blonde, straight and flowed down the back of her chair. To my delight she wore a red silken robe, it always makes it so much easier when there are no jeans to pull off of them. The tie at her waist was just too simple though, I'm going to make this a little different than all the rest I think. She continued to type, and only really stopped to have a drink from a glass of wine that was next to her keyboard. She laughed a few times and I had wondered what she was laughing about, I wonder if she will be laughing when she sees me. That brought a grin to his face. She kept a fairly consistent routine and I knew her family did also, so I knew how much time I had with her, I just hadnt quite decided what I was to do with it as yet. He knew what she was like, all those hours talking on those IRC channels, I knew the bitch wanted it, her fantasy to be raped and turned in to a slave, was about to become reality. I was going to be the one to give it to her and she would thank me for it afterwards. All these thoughts running through his mind, were causing him to feel turned on and he was starting to get hard. Enough time wasted he thought to himself. He slowly crept over to her chair, all dressed in black, he was not so easy to see in the dark. Even his face was covered with a ski mask. She didn't seem to notice his movements towards her, as she was so engrossed in the computer. A hand quickly grabbed over to hers, he was standing directly behind her now. She looked around to see a man, her first reaction was to pull away from him, he was pulling her arm behind her and trying to do the same with the other. Screams emerged from her mouth, growing ever louder, he knew that this could not continue. "Let go of me you bastard," were the words she kept shouting in between the screams. Her hands were now behind her back and bound by cuffs, quick and very effective. She was struggling to pull herself away from him. He kept losing his grip on her arms. She yanked away from him, turned around and stood staring at him. She was assessing the situation, her eyes glanced for the door. Silently she stared at him, looking in to his eyes for some kind of hope that he was not going to hurt her. She knew there was none and I knew that she knew there was no way out, I love that resigned look in their eyes, just makes it so much easier. She backed further in to the corner of the room and sunk in to the floor and crouched as low as she could, hoping for some kind of defence. I walked over to her and lifted her head up and saw her eyes closed, the tear streaming down her cheek. "Open your eyes slut," were the words I said to her, this did not arouse her and a sharp slap awoke her self pity and fear. She opened her eyes and looked up at my covered face, her body was shaking from fear. I reached in to one of my many pockets and pulled out some tape, thick black masking tape, perfect for the job of keeping this little slut quiet. I reached over to the unit and picked up a pair of scissors and proceeded to cut the tape, nice big strip to keep that sweet looking mouth closed firmly. She watched my every movement and I gave her a lovely smile as she looked on. I turned to her with the tape in my hand and I could see the fear growing in her face, she said "NO," actually the slut yelled no, and I proceeded to cover her mouth very quickly. The panic in her had grown and I slapped her face again to shut the slut up. Unconsciously I started to stroke my hard cock and looked down at my captive slut, my little toy for however long I wanted to use her. Her body calmed, the shaking not so bad, the tears had stopped streaming and she sat staring at me. Staring at me stroking my cock, her mind running through all the possible scenarios, oh the pleasure of it all. I moved over to her and told her to stand, she complied, but was taking too long for my liking and I shouted at her to hurry up. I moved even closer to her, my cock straining through my trousers and pushed myself in to her ass, so she could feel me against her. My hands stroked her face and she moved her face to evade my fingers. At this point I made the situation very clear, "if you do not follow my commands or you try and evade anything I wish, you shall be severely punished slut, you will answer my every wish and answer my question immediately, do you understand this slut?" She meekly nodded at this and I started to caress her face and stroke her hair, my hand slid down her robe and found her heaving breasts, so big, I could have so much fun with these. Her nipples were turning rock hard, I thought this slut wants it, she wants to be used and I bet that cunt of hers is wet. "So slut, I can see your nipples are hard, now is that cunt of yours wet, I think its time I found out if you are what you have been saying you are SLUT." "Turn round SLUT," she turned around and I moved the gown open, her eyes start to stream and her crying was getting louder and irritating me. "Shut up whimpering bitch, your annoying me." She quieted down pretty quickly and my eyes stared at her bare cunt, I gasped at the site and smiled at this little slut I was going to take for mine. "So you are shaved slut, you are a slut arent you?" she nodded her head again, knowing to deny would be a mistake. "You have big breasts slut, good for playing with, you will make such a good toy for me slut." Her eyes immediately expressed the shock that her mouth could not, "Oh come on slut, did you think I was just going to rape you, no, I want you slut, you are going to be my sex slave and no one will ever know, my sweet slut." At this she fell to the floor, and tried to back in to the corner of the room again, as if searching for protection. "I think its time we left slut, your parents will be returning home soon and I wouldn't want them to come back and find you here with me, that wouldn't be very good for me now would it." "Get up slut," she didn't move from the spot she was in, "What did I say slut, get up!!." She refused to move on my command, "look bitch you either move your useless body and follow me or I shall inflict pain on your family when they return, your choice SLUT!" She started to stand and I retrieved a blindfold from one of my pockets, which I placed around her face. "Don't forget slut, you will receive 10 lashes from the whip for that disobedience and for any failure on your part, you shall always be punished. I looked at the computer and noticed that she was still online, she was talking to her Dom, I think I may just leave a message for him, he thinks to himself. Short but sweet, he types "your slut is now mine, please don't bother looking for her or worrying about her, shell be fine in my capable hands. You wont ever see her again, I'm sure she would like to say goodbye, but seeing as she is tied up and really cant type, I don't think she would be able to, even if I allowed her, Bye" I returned to my slut and led her out the bedroom and across the landing and told her to go down the stairs, we got in to the porch and I noticed some shoes which should be hers, I got her to put them on for now. We walked up the drive a little and I put her in the back of my van and told her to lay still. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----