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Slave Girl's Story (MMdom-F, bdsm, mc)
by Kathy


                                   Part IV
                                The Captured

When I awoke, I wondered if it was all a dream?  I reached down to stroke my
pussy.  At once I knew it wasn't a dream.  My cunt was super sensitive.  I
nearly came with the first touch.  My labia and clit protruded from between
my legs.  I though, "Slave, you will be hot on the stage and tables tonight!

When I got to work I looked for him but he wasn't there.  About four hours
later he came in while I was dancing on the stage.  He sat down at a table
handled by one of the other girls, bought her a drink and talked to her for
a long time.  As far as I could tell he didn't notice me or even look my
way.

When my set was over I went directly to his table.

He asked if I had thought it over?

"YES!", I almost shouted, I have and want nothing else!"

"Very well slave, when you finish here tonight, go home and be ready for my
call.  You will need nothing, all that you will need will be provided for
you."

Then, without another word he stood and walked out.

When I got off work I when directly home.  I wait the rest of the night for
his call.

The phone never rang.

I remained close to the phone all that day and the next and the next.  By
the end of the third day I was certain he wouldn't call.

When I went to work that third day, I put my heart and sole into my dancing.
I was wild and wanton.  Exposing my breasts, pussy and cunt as never before.

I continually found myself looking over the club for him, but he never came
in.

When my shift was over I started for home.  I was almost crying.  I wanted
to call or go to him, but realized I didn't know where he lived, his phone
number, or how to get in touch with him at all.

When I reached my car, I noticed that a van was parked close to the drivers
side.  It would be a tight squeeze getting into my car.  As I opened the
door to my car, the sliding door of the van abruptly opened.

I felt strong arms slide under my arms, encircle my chest, locking under my
breasts, lifting me from my feet and into the van.  I was frightened.
Several girls and women had vanished in the last two or three years, all
from parking lots and all after getting off work.  Never leaving a trace or
being seen again.

A gag was forced into my mouth, a bag of some description slipped over my
head, the open-end drawn tight around my neck.  Cold iron manacles snapped
around my wrists and ankles!  I could feel my arms being pulled over my head
and stretched out in back of me, forcing me over backward.  My feet and legs
were drawn wide apart.  My feet seemed to be held tight to the floor of the
van.  I realized I was gaged, blindfolded and spreadeagled within the van. I
was helpless.  I was a CAPTIVE!

I could feel a long cold object slip up my sleeve, then the sound of ripping
fabric.  My blouse was cut from my body.  Next my bra, jeans and panties
were cut from my body.

I was totally naked, totally expose and on display.

Exhibited to those who had captured me.

My legs were spread wide leaving my cunt exposed.  I felt a firm hand first
stroke, gently caress and massage my labia, my clitoris, and at last probe
my cunt.

My pussy was dripping hot at once.  My hips thrusting, trying for deeper
penetration of my hot cunt.  I was lost in the pleasure spreading from my
cunt, a wanton slut wanting nothing other than to cum.

Suddenly the hand left my pussy.  I heard a voice say, "You know you are my
captive and are in my complete control.  You are my slave.  Do you consent?
Do you surrender your self?

It was my Master!

All I could do was nod my head YES.  I only wished that I could scream,
"YES! MASTER I WANT TO BE YOU SLAVE.  TAKE ME AND USE ME IN ANYWAY THAT
PLEASES YOU.  I AM YOURS, YOUR SLAVE FOREVER!"

Your slave,

Kathy

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This is the end of part one of my life and marks the inception, (by its'
end) of a new life and my enslavement.  The total abandonment, the
renouncement of my previous freedom, my acquiesce to, and admission of my
desire to enter into an (initially at least) voluntary slavery, marked the
first phase of my introduction, indoctrination and initiation as a sex
slave.  A slave, who's only purpose in existing is to please her Master.

