## Archive-name: slave_girls_steph

From: malachibxr@aol.com (MalachiBxR)

Subject: Slave Girl Steph part 1

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

This is part 1 which I hope will be an on-going story. I'll post em as I find em.

If reading such material is illegal to read in your area, do not go any further. Anyone under 18 anywhere should also go no futher

If you're legal and willing, enjoy.

Slave Girl Steph Part 1:

Steph was again driving home late from her night classes at college. While she sometimes hated the way her classes played with her time schedule, she did like the way it gave her more time at her job, and at home to chat with her friends on the Net. She was fond of both. Tonight though, there was a short stop before home, she glanced at the bill payments in the seat beside her. It was the usual, the rent and the phone bill, though she was late on the phone bill, she sighed thinking of the last tiem her lines were cut off due to non-payment.
She had asked someone at the school where a mailbox was and she got directions. The nieghborhood wasn't bad, but it was dark and quiet. No light to be seen save the rare passing car or her headlights. She remembered heraring on the radio about a transformer blowing, and it would be awhile before the power was again on. Never the less, she found her mail box, on the corner where it was said to be. Unfortunatly, there was no place to put her car, so she double parked with the motor running, got out to put the checks in the box. She never heard or saw the man behind her.
Before she knew it a hand covered her mouth and something cold and hard pressed aginst her neck::
"Don't say a word" A low and rough voice told her.
Steph froze in place out of shock in fear, not even thinking to struggle or cry for help. She felt the cold object pull away as one of her hands were grabbed. "Not a word" The voice rumbled off again, as the hand left her mouth, her hands we're placed behind her. A subtle clicking noise was heard, the feel of cold steel surounded her wrists. "Am I under arrest?" She thought. "What have I done?"
She was then led to the passenger side of her car, the man opened it and pushed her inside of it. She got the first look of her abductor, a tall man with blue eyes and reddish-brown hair. He appeared to have a bit of stuble on his chin. His arms, while not very muscular, were big, and looked strong, she was sure then could carry more than a little force behind them. He shut the door and walked to the door of the drivers side, which was still open, climbed in, closed the door, checked the gas and started to drive without saying a word.
Steph watched the man as he drove, very afaraid, she wanted to ask where they were going but her throat tightened to the point where she couldn't speak. So all she did was watch him. His eyes kept to the road as he drove them out of town, into the surrounding country. Steph turned to watch the already dark city pull out of sight, She finally gained the courage to speak. "Where are you taking me?"
He said nothing, but merely turned his head to look at her. His gaze was hard and piercing, his resolve quickly gave under it and she turned away. She barely noticed the passage of time as he contemplated her fate, and she was surprised to feel him turn off to a long driveway, leading to a rather large country home. The man reached in his jacket pocket, getting a garage door remote, and opened the door, drove the car in, and shut the door.
It was still dark in that garage, so when she was taken from the car, his exact face was not defined. She was led upstairs, though what appeared may be a kitchen and into a living room, there she was tossed down to her knees, then the lights came on. "Welcome to your new home for awhile Steph" The voice wasn't gruff or grainy this time, but almost plesant considering. Then horror struch again, she knew that voice, she turned to look at it's owner.
"Wayne??" ::her eyes opened wide, she could hardly belive the nice person she had known in college, and had been the one to give her directions to the mail box today had done this to her.
"Hey Sweetie...was afraid you wouldn't recognize me. This is your new home for awhile, so I suggest you get used to it." A smile played on his lips.
"B-but why?" she stammed, still in shock.
"How long we've known each other Steph, few years? And in all that time I could not get you to take a good notice of me, not once. I waited and waited, and when I was sure it wasn't going to happen, I took matters in my own hands" his smile broadened.
Steph realized she was now angry, hurt and humilated by what he had donw to her, she staggered to her feet carefully and glared at him. "Wayne damnit you get me out of these cuffs now, or I'll be sure the police add kidnapping to assult when I bring them here!"
Wayne's smile disapeared, only to be replaced by the cold, hard gaze she had gotten in the car. Without another word he stood and walked to her, slapping her hard across the face. The force of the blow sent her do the floor aginst the sofa. She looked back up at him, a new fear in her eyes.
"Look here bitch, I decided that I was going to have you one way or another, and since regular ways failed, this works for me." He then approached her again, grabbed a hold of her t-shirt and ripped, tearing it down the fron, exposing her plain white bra and gave him a better view of her chest. Steph had always been proud of her chest, to the point of flaunting at time, but she didn't want Wayne to see then, not like this. She tried to haunch over and cover herself, and got slapped for it again. He grabbed her bra by the front and pulled, breaking the snap in the back.
"Well now, I always knew you had nice tits." Wayne said, groping at her nipples, "Better get used to showing them off, you won't get much clothing around here."
Steph turned a deep shade or red, knowing what his plans were with her, she couldn't belive it. She wondered if she could wound him and call for help. But then realized she hadn't been looking where they were going and had no idea where she was.
Wayne pulld a pen knife and cut her shirt and bra of complerely, the removed her skirt, leaving her in a pair of white cotton panties. "Won't be wearing these again" and he cut those off, leaving the girl naked and red as a beet. Wayne then set about removing his own clothing, taking of his shirt, and then removing his jeans. His cock sprang out rigidly when he removed the jeads, lacking underwear. "Spread your legs bitch, time to test you out"
Steph crossed her legs at the knees, determined not to let him do this to her. But another couple of slaps and backhands quickly destroyed her resolve and loosened up her legs. Wayne quickly took positsion over her, and guided his cock in her juicy cunt with a quick stab, giving her no time for adjustment. Steph cried in pain, trying to back away from his intruding prick, but she was held down by him.
Assured she'd put up no further struggle, Wayne began to pump his cock inside her wetteing cunt. He was surprised at how slick it was already. Hegrinned to himself, thinking through all this, she still got wet, horny bitch.
Stephs cries faded into soft sobs, she was beaten. This man was taking her cunt viciously and she could do nothing about it. The worst part is is she felt her cunt reacting to the treatment. Even as she shook her head, begging for him to stop, she was getting wetter. She hated herelf for that, she didn't want to be excited, she didn't want this, she didn't want to be here.
Wayne speed up his already intense pace, fucking her harder and faster. He could feel her pussy walls shudder around his cock as she sobed for him to stop. No way he was going to stop now, he was enjoying this, a lot. Anyway, she would get used to it, she was going to get fucked a lot during her stay here. God her pussy was nice and tight, it felt so good as he rammed his prick in her. Yes, he had plans for his bitch, after all, what man wouldn't want a sex slave.
The worst then happened to Steph, she began to cum. She couldn't belive it, she couldn't cum, not with him, not like this! She willed herself to stop and resist it but to no avail, he cunt began to quicver around his shaft, her cries of torment for a moment became those of pleasure. He juices welled up and over his cock as she bucked aginst him.
Wayne again smiled, he hadn't expected this but was pleasantly surprised. He pulled his pole out of her pussy, brought it up and presented it to her lips. "Suck it slut, and don't even think to bite, no doctors up here to help with what I'd do to you."
Steph imply noded and opened her lips, she could do nothing else for it. She took his dick in her mouth when he suddeny forced it in her, pushung it all the way to her throat! She gagged on in, not expecting that. He viciously crammed his cock down in her mouth, using it as a second cunt. Tears flowed from her eyes as she gagged more, unable to breathe. It finally ended with him unloading his own cum in her mouth, pulling out, letting the rest smack agisnt her face.
Wayne then got up and left her in soft sobs. he didn't even hear her return, but felt something around her neck, and a soft click. "Seeing as you're my bitch, you should be wearing a collar, don't you think?" He attached a chain to it and hooled her to an iron grate near the fire place. "Don't run off hon. Too much fun ahead for us." He chuckled and left again.
Steph was left alone with her sobs, she tugger at collar and chain, but her cuff prevented her from much. She curled up in a ball on the floor, trying to rest, thinking of what fate lay in store for her now.

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