Message-ID: <46548asstr$1076292608@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <402698A2.6DF0E32C@verizon.net> From: Cree X-Accept-Language: en MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-Authentication-Info: Submitted using SMTP AUTH at out005.verizon.net from [65.229.112.26] at Sun, 8 Feb 2004 14:14:34 -0600 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 08 Feb 2004 15:14:27 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} The Circle part6 (6/?) (ff, D/S, S/M, Kidnap) Lines: 391 Date: Sun, 8 Feb 2004 21:10:08 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, hecate The following entertainment is for adults only, and anyone not an adult is hereby warned to go away. It deals with Lesbianism, Bondage, Discipline, Sadism, Masochism, Dominance and Submission among a group of women and girls. All comments to the author are sought after and will be greatly appreciated. Contact me at cree.mr@verizon.net Author's note: I wrote this story some years ago under my nickname and posted it on a bulletin board. It deals with a continuation of a book I once read and still have on my shelf. The Circle. Part 6 By Plains Cree Story codes (ff, D/S, S/M, Kidnap) Friday morning Kathleen, Luann, and Theresa went to Madam Marie's leather shop in Boston. Penny, who was trying to be especially cruel, had inserted an eight-inch rubber dildo into Luann's pussy. Then she took a pelvic harness and made Luann put it on with instructions not to take out the dildo all day. By the time the trio arrived at Marie's shop Luann was feeling its effects. Kathleen led the way into the shop followed by Theresa and then Luann. A stranger met them. "Where is Lily?" Kathleen asked. "Her mother became ill, so she took several days off. My name is Peggy. Can I be of some assistance?" the woman answered in a flat voice. "Then can I speak to Madam Marie?" Kathleen asked, her voice becoming agitated. "I'm afraid that she's tied up at the moment. Perhaps if you come back later she will be available to help you," Peggy answered, her tone becoming more belligerent. Kathleen, who was becoming still more agitated, said " I insist on seeing Madam Marie, now. I have been one of her best customers for fifteen years. She has a large order waiting for me to pick up and I wish to place another order before I leave." "If you insist," Peggy said as she lead Kathleen and the girls to the back room. When she got to the door, she allowed the women pass through it before she did. Kathleen, Theresa, and Luann passed down the one of the aisles. Peggy turned quickly and locked the door, picked up a shotgun that was resting behind it, and then she followed them down the aisle. Just as Kathleen got to Marie's desk at the back of the room, she heard a muffled noise coming from one of the changing booths. She opened the door and was stunned to see a frantically struggling woman. The woman was tightly bound and hooded and from the look of her figure it appeared to be Madam Marie. Kathleen turned to face a second person, this one wearing a ski mask, loose fitting jump suit and, also, holding a shotgun. A third person, also in a ski mask and jump suit, stood up from behind one of the display cases, holding what looked to be an Uzi sub-machine gun. "Face down on the floor." ordered that person in a machine like voice that sounded neither man nor woman. Both Luann and Theresa did so immediately, but Kathleen, because of her dominant nature, hesitated. The second hooded figure gave Kathleen a push, forcing her to the floor. To Kathleen the leader said, "You had to interfere didn't you. She said you would and she was right." Turning to Peggy she gave an order, "Prepare them." Each of the women was handcuffed with steel cuffs. On their legs were put leg irons with the chain running over the handcuff chain forcing them into a loose hogtie. With each woman's movements, thus restricted, each was given a drug injection. The last thing Kathleen remembered before she became unconscious was the sound of something tearing. Since Penny and Cheryl did not have to get out of bed that morning, they stayed there. They started off by discussing how Penny should train Luann, but they soon tired of it. Cheryl had been absentmindedly playing with Penny's right nipple, a sensation that Penny enjoyed. Arching her body closer to Cheryl, Penny's right breast came in contact with Cheryl's hand. Cheryl, taking the hint delicately squeezed the soft round orb, which elicited a moan from Penny. Cheryl put her lips to Penny's other nipple and got another moan. Penny rolled her leg over Cheryl's bringing her clit into contact with Cheryl's leg. Cheryl began tonguing the nipple, making Penny moan louder. As the sensations built the movements of the two young women became more pronounced. Penny lifted Cheryl's head up and planted her lips on Cheryl's. It was the kind of kiss that spelled pure animal passion, long and hard with tongues dancing. Cheryl broke away only to straddle Penny's hips. She began kissing her way down Penny's naked body. Cheryl moved Penny's arms over her head, and then went to work on her sharp pointed nipples. It was a good thing that Cheryl was straddling Penny because she began to thrash around on the bed. Finally Cheryl ordered Penny not to move, something which Penny found to be nearly impossible given the situation. Having finished with her lover's nipples, Cheryl moved lower, alternating licking with softly blowing until she got to Penny's pubic mound. Then she took a few quick nips at the short hairs before going down to the heart of Penny's passion. Penny moved her legs up and out, allowing Cheryl greater access to her pussy. Cheryl, as playful as ever, did not go directly for the clit but started licking the backs and inside of Penny's thighs. When she got tired of doing that she began working on Penny in earnest. Spreading the soft fleshy petals Cheryl kissed, licked, sucked and softly chewed on Penny's clit. As she neared orgasm Cheryl stiffened her tongue and pushed it up inside the girl's pussy. Several seconds later Penny came. Her body stiffened and her legs straightened out catching Cheryl under them. Cheryl extracted herself from Penny's legs and said," Now me." "Just give me a minute, please Cheryl," the still twitching young woman answered trying to regain her breath. Cheryl made herself comfortable on the bed, which she waited for Penny to catch her breath. Finally Penny rolled onto her side next to Cheryl. She reached over and took one of Cheryl's breasts in her hand. She softly stroked the nipple with her forefinger making it stiffen. She did the same thing to the other nipple until it, too, became stiff. The lovers kissed passionately. Then Penny placed her hand between Cheryl's legs. Cheryl opened them to allow Penny excess. Slowly at first, then faster, Penny massaged Cheryl's pussy. "Now Penny, make me come, now," Cheryl begged. Penny placed one finger inside of Cheryl's pussy, then another, and finally a third. Moving them in and out, she brought Cheryl to her own orgasm. There came a knock on the bedroom door. "Come in," Cheryl said in a voice that was somewhat out of breath. Valerie entered. The only thing she had on were 2-inch wide ankle cuffs connected by 18 inches of light steel chain. Shuffling over to the bed she said, "There's a phone call for you." "Me?" Cheryl asked. "Yes," "Well who is it, Valerie, a man or woman?" "That's just it, I can't tell. It sounds so metallic," Valerie answered. "All right, I'll get it," Cheryl said as she got out of bed. When Kathleen regained consciousness she became aware of several different things. She felt the rope that bound her wrists, elbows, knees and ankles. She felt the cramp in her shoulder from laying on it. Her hands felt her naked bottom. Her tongue felt the gag pad in her mouth. Her eyes felt the fleece of the blindfold. She felt the sides of a box when she tried to straighten her body. And she felt the motion of being transported somewhere. As the movement became more pronounced, the jostling caused Kathleen to moan. In the distance she heard a voice say, "I think this one's waking up." "We don't want her waking up to early. Give her another shot." Several moments later Kathleen felt a draft then another injection in her arm. Then she felt nothing. Penny was still in bed when Cheryl returned to the bedroom. She was as white as a sheet. "Kathleen's missing." "What?" Penny cried as she bounded from the bed. "How do you know? Who was that on the phone?" "Call Valerie and Tanya, then I'll tell you everything I know." Cheryl said as she sat down on the bed. When Penny returned with Valerie in tow, she said, "I can't find Tanya anywhere." "All right," Cheryl began, "We won't wait for her. That person on the phone said that they, whoever they are, had Kathleen, Theresa, and Luann, and if we try to find them, and here I quote 'They would not be responsible for the consequences' whatever that means. The question becomes what do we do now?" The usually quiet Valerie said, "We're going to need some help. The three of us can't handle this all alone." "I agree with Valerie," Penny chimed in. "Let's call John White. After all he is Kathleen's lawyer." Cheryl unlocked the ankle chains that Valerie was wearing. "Let's get dressed, then I'll call John White." Kathleen was awakened by a series of screams. Even with the remnants of the drug still in her body she understood that someone was being tortured. When Kathleen tried to move she found that she had been strapped to some sort of table. The blindfold and gag were still in place but wide straps at her wrists, waist and ankles had replaced the rope. There were smaller straps at her knees and elbows. Kathleen tried to move but could only lift her head. Her hands were above her head and out to the sides. Her legs were spread so wide that the tendons in her thighs ached. She could lie there and only wait. Unknown to Kathleen, Luann and Theresa were in the same position, naked, bound, blindfolded and gagged. They had also been awakened by the screams. Kathleen had no way of knowing how long she lay on the table, but they came to her first. She thought she heard a door open, then she definitely footsteps, coming toward her. Suddenly she was slapped in the face. Quiet hard. "Wake up, you bitch." a woman's voice said with some vehemence. Kathleen struggled at the straps and received another slap across the face. "You belong to us now. Your tits," the woman said as she squeezed the left one quite hard, "and your cunt," this time squeezing Kathleen's clitoris hard enough to make her eyes, under the blindfold water, "are ours. You have one purpose now, OBEY." Another slap. "If you do not you will be severely punished. Personally I hope you do because I would just love to hurt you. Do you understand?" And still another slap. Kathleen was no fool, so she just nodded her head. "Good, as long as we understand each other." Kathleen felt something cold on her left breast and nipple, then her nipple being squeezed, then a sharp pain. She moaned. She moaned a second time when the same thing was done to she right nipple. Not given any time to adjust to the pain in her chest, Kathleen felt a hand on her pussy lips. Then she felt the same cold sensation on one lip, then fingers pinching the lip, then the sharp pain. This time Kathleen screamed into the gag. Before the scream died away the process was repeated on the other lip making Kathleen scream again. "You will be left here for the rest of the day. Tomorrow your training will begin," the woman's voice said. She was given another drug injection. Through to pain in her body Kathleen tried to understand what the voice meant. Mercifully as the pain eased and she fell asleep. Cheryl, Penny and Valerie were ushered into John White's office. Cheryl sat down, the others stood. "What's so important that you couldn't tell me about it on the telephone," the attorney said. Cheryl explained everything to John White. She told him about the events of the past few days, including Kathleen's return home, her trip back to Boston to Madam Marie's shop, and the phone call earlier in the day. It wasn't until Cheryl mentioned the machine like voice of the caller that John White finally reacted. "Are you absolutely sure the voice sounded metallic, Cheryl," the attorney said as he rose from behind his desk and walked over to a painting on the wall. Moving the painting out of the way to reveal a wall safe, he opened the door and took out a file folder. He returned to the desk and opened the file. " The person's name is Viper, but no one seems to know if Viper is a man or a woman. According to this report Viper is the chief enforcer/trainer of a human slavery organization. They kidnap men and women; train them to be slaves, sexual or otherwise, then sell them to the highest bidder. The only description I have here is medium height and build. No eye or hair color. No distinguishing marks known, only that Viper talks with a machine like or metallic voice. But Viper is real treacherous, makes DeSade look like a choirboy. If Kathleen is involved with Viper, she's in deep trouble and we're going to have the devils own time finding her." "How do you know all this?" Cheryl asked. "Because I've already tried to find someone who may have been connected with Viper and the slavery ring. Her name is Sofia Engles. It's seems that Sofia likes to party. She was invited to a one at one of those illegal private clubs, one that deals in S/M, then, according to a witness, she just disappeared. And she is not the first person to turn up missing after going to that club. The police questioned the manager, his name is Bryon Markham-Slater, he's a real sewer rat, but he claims to know nothing about Sofia. Doesn't even remember a woman of Sofia's description in the club that night," the attorney explained. Then he handed Cheryl a small list of names. "The police questioned those people, but got nothing. Still they may be involved. That's all the information I have, it's not much but it may help. If there's anything else I can do please let me know?" Telling the attorney where they were staying Cheryl thanked John White as she, Penny and Valerie left his office. Then they returned to their hotel to plan their next move. The next morning Kathleen was released from the table that she had been tied to. The blindfold was removed first. It had been connected to a head harness that, also, held the gag in place. For the first time Kathleen was able to look at her surroundings. She was in a small cell like room. Around the room, attached to the walls and floor were ringbolts. She could image what they were for. She was lying on a wooden bunk with a hole at one end, which was in one corner of the cell. She, also, saw the nipple rings for the first time. They were approximately 1 inch in diameter and still ached. Kathleen looked at the two women who had come for her. Each woman was wearing the same jump suit and leather utility belt with a pouch attached to it. The smaller one she recognized from the leather shop, the one called Peggy. The larger one spoke. "You will call me, Matron. Do you understand?" Kathleen nodded. Matron was a big woman, about 200 pounds and about 5 feet 9 or 10 inches tall, which was as tall as Kathleen herself. Peggy took hold of Kathleen's hand as the woman called Matron released it from the table. Peggy twisted it causing Kathleen to feel pain in case she tried to rebel. Matron then released the other hand and held on to it. Making Kathleen sit up they brought both hands behind her back and locked the two cuffs, she had on, together. Sitting up caused Kathleen pain in her pussy. She realized that her lower lips must be ringed too. Matron took a 2-foot length of chain out of a pouch that she was carrying. She connected and locked one end to Kathleen's left ankle cuff, and then Peggy held the right one while Matron released the left and connected and locked it to the right cuff. Only then did Matron release Kathleen's leg. Matron reached into the pouch and took out a 2-inch wide, thick leather collar. She put it around Kathleen's neck, and then she locked it in place. Both women pulled Kathleen up to a standing position, and then Matron held her up while Peggy went outside. She returned with a small hospital cart. Kathleen recognized several of the thing the cart. Matron turned Kathleen around and bent her over the side of the wooden bunk. Peggy took one of the enema tubes from the cart, and then inserted it into Kathleen's ass hole. When the tube was empty Kathleen was made to sit over the hole at the end of the bunk. It was a humiliating experience for her to do something so private in front of these two strangers. Kathleen did not realize that this would happen to her every day that she was a captive. When she was finished they picked her up, turned her Tover and cleaned her up. With the preliminaries done a leather leash was attached to Kathleen's collar and she was led out of the cell into a corridor. Down the corridor and into a large dungeon they went. She was placed against one wall and the leash connected to one of the ringbolts spaced around the walls. Kathleen could only stand, since the leash was not long enough to allow her to sit. She looked around the dungeon area and recognized some of the pieces of equipment as the same ones she had in her home. But there were other pieces that she had not seen before. Spaced around the dungeon were several spanking benches, a bondage horse, three St. Andrew's crosses, three suspension bars and two regular crosses. On one wall there was a set of bars spaced about 6 inches apart. There was even an old fashioned rack, complete with pulley drum and spiked wheel. There were two, what looked like, exercise bicycles, although Kathleen could not figure out why they were there. Soon Theresa joined her on the same wall, bound and gagged the same way and looking pale. Kathleen looked at the rings in the girl's breasts, but could barely see the rings lower down because of the length of Theresa's pubic hair. Then Luann was added to the group. Kathleen looked more carefully at Luann, noting that the black woman looked more beautiful bound gagged and ringed. The metal of the rings contrasted with the brown skin tone. Kathleen had a better view of the rings attached to Luann's pussy lips because of Luann's short pubic hair. In the next half hour three more naked, bound, gagged and ringed young women and two naked, bound, gagged and nipple ringed men were placed on the same wall. Finally a naked and hooded woman was pulled into the center of the dungeon. She was being pulled by the leash attached to her nipple rings. Placed under one of the overhead pulleys, her ankles were locked to ring bolts mounted about 3 feet apart in the floor. Her wrists were then connected to the pulley and then it was lifted until the poor woman was off the floor and stretched as far as she could be. Matron came over to the Kathleen and the others and said, "We demand absolute and total obedience. Nothing more is expected. Nothing less is tolerated. This slut disobeyed us. She thought she could use her body to bargain for better treatment. Now she will learn the error of her ways." Matron went to a cupboard and took out several vicious looking whips. One was a rawhide riding quirt. Another was made of tarred cod fishing line, very stiff and very heavy. The last one looked like it was made of rubber. Matron put down the first two whips, for she decided to use the rubber one first. She took up her position behind and slightly to the left of the woman. Matron, then, began to whip her in with a steady stroke. Kathleen saw the girl's reaction to each stroke as it landed on her back and ass. The woman jerked forward and tilted her head back. Kathleen and the others, also, thought they heard the woman scream, through the hood, each time she was struck. Kathleen, Theresa and Luann looked at one another, their training had begun. End of part 6 All comments to the author are sought after and will be greatly appreciated. Contact me at cree.mr@verizon.net ------- ASSM Moderation System Notice-------- This post has been reformatted by the ASSM Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderators: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at Hosted by | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+