The taking of Dee….by Dee

……down this aisle, get the tissues, pay for the groceries, put them in the car, drive home, shower, change, leave for the party. I had it all planned to perfection. My husband was working and we had arranged a surprise party for him at the gym where he worked.

Everything was in place, but fate was to take a hand in my destiny that sunny, warm day in January.

Damn that hill was steep! I struggled up the hill towards my car, the trolley full of food and drink in preparation for tonight’s festivities. I saw my car and approached, my arms tired from the long trek uphill back to the place I had parked. It was 5.30pm and not many other people were around. As I reached into my pocket to get out my keys, all I felt was a thump on the back of my head as I was bundled unconcious into the van parked next to my car……

I awoke in a daze, not knowing where I was. I suddenly realised that not only was I naked, but I was chained to a four poster bed, unable to move without harshly scraping my wrists and ankles on the shackles that held me to the bed. I was in a very old style building somewhere, in a huge room which had only three pieces of furniture. One was the bed I was shackled to, another was a wardrobe against the wall, and the third was a type of frame thing with belts attached to each corner. I hadn’t seen anything like it and wondered what it was for. I didn’t have long to wait!

The door to the room burst open and three men swept in, undoing my shackles and forcing me up. I was dragged by my hair across the room and into asmall bathroom which was through the smal doorway in the corner. The man dragging me screaming by the hair slungme into the shower and turned n the water. "Wash bitch" he spat, turning on the water. It was ice cold and I yelped and jumped away from the water. "Wash bitch" he said again, and he severely slapped my face with his huge hand. Tears streaming down my face I tentatively soaped myself up and washed myself quickly in the cold water. As I finished I was thrown in front of a huge warm fan which dried my body in an instant. Then the three men picked me up and carried me into the other room and I found out what the frame was for.

My ankles and wrists were strapped to the frame and I was helpless again, standing face forwards on this strange piece of equipment.

To this point noone had said anything to me apart from "Was Bitch" and I had no idea why I was there or what was happening to me. The three guys left and two beautiful women came in wearing incredible bondage outfits. They looked stunning and for a moment I forgot my plight to admire their sexiness. Snapping back to reality, it suddenly dawned on me that they were probably there to deal with me, whoever they were!

I was correct. One went to the corner of the room and set up a video camera on a tripod and the other went to the wardrobe and opened the twin doors. I then felt totally scared for the first time, realsising in horror that they were planning to use the implements in the wardrobe on me for some reason. The wardrobe was full of whips, chains, and assorted torture equipment, and I seriously began ton wonder who the hell these people were and why they were doing this to me.

I screamed, "What do you want? Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?" Suddenly and without speaking, the taller woman took a ball gag from the wardrobe and shoved it into my mouth, strapping it in place behind my head. The next thing I knew the world went dark as a blindfold was placed over my eyes. I was totally blind and could not speak. I was now absolutely terrified and honestly feared for my life.

The only senses I was able to use was smell and hearing, and I strained desperately to hear anything that would give me a clue to my fate. I did not have long to wait!

A loud crack broke the air and then I felt an incredible stinging pain across my rear end which was exposed at the back of the frame. The pain turned to incredible stinging and then I heard another crack before my tits exploded into pain as well. Why were they doing this to me? What had I done to deserve this horrible treatment? I had no idea but listened intently as the cracks continued and the whippings created a burning pain all over my ass and tits as the whippers alternated between my front and rear with the savage whips.

As tears streamed down my face, the whipping stopped and I strained to hear what would happen next. It was an incredible silence after the horrible noises of the teaming whips on my flesh. I took a moment to take stock of my feelings, and decided that despite the incredible heat burning through my breasts and buttocks, I was still in good shape, and no permanent damage had been done.

I then heard the door open and another person entered. "Hello Dee" he said. "Ian, is that you?" I enquired, thinking I recognised the voice of my husband’s business partner. "My identity is not important at this stage Dee" he said, and I was certain it was in fact Ian, Steve’s partner in the graphic art business he ran.

I wondered what on earth Ian had to gain by abducting me and inflicting this pain. I wondered also the purpose of the video. Before I could give it too much thought though, I was again snapped abck to reality as I felt the extreme cold of ice cubes being applied to my nipples. They were held there as I attempted to scream through my gag. Just as suddenly as the ice was applied, it was removed, my nipples numb from the cold.

"Dee - something to remember this day forever" spoke the voice, and I was certain now that this man was in fact Ian. Without warning my left nipple was pulled savagely away from my breasts, stretching it insanely, and then it happened. I felt a sharp stinging which only got worse as I realised a needle was piercing my left nipple. Savagely it was pushed through until I felt the tearing and release of the needle pushing through creating a hole. Just as the nipple numbed I felt the right nipple also pulled, before it was pierced in the same fashion as the left.

The next thing two gold hoops were pushed through my newly pierced nipples and a small chain was attached. My blindfold was removed and I looked up to see Ian smiling wickedly at me, several small weights in his hands. He then attached the first of the small weights to the c………

Ian attached the weight to the center of the change connecting my newly pierced nipples. I tried to bend forward to decrease the pain but was unable do to my restraints. Tears formed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks. The pain shot straight across my tits, through my shoulder blades and down to my ass. Ian placed his hand on my cheek and whispered, "Does that hurt little one? Would you like it to stop?" I nodded my head vigorously in agreement, unable to speak. "Will you do something for me first?" He demanded sternly, "Anything I ask?" The pain and fear washing over my body caused me to quickly agree. Ian stepped back and nodded to the two women. One went behind me; the other wheeled a low table to the front of me. I felt one of my hands being unchained and handcuffed. The other soon followed and linked with the other behind my back. Instantly I tried to bend over to allow the weight to drop to the floor, but Ian quickly moved in and grabbed me by the throat. "You do not move unless I give you permission!" he screamed. The other woman moved the table directly in front on me. It had a small platform bolted to the end, lower than the table itself. As I wondered what was going to happen next the dark haired beauty climbed on top, her legs dangling of the end. She slowly unzipped the segment of her spandex suit that covered her crotch. I could see her tightly cropped bush and lips pussy lips glistening.

Patting the small platform Ian said, "You may rest the weight here, and only here. "It was obvious what he wanted me to do. By resting the weight on the platform my face would be even with the girls pussy. Ian reached behind and unsnapped the gag. I sucked air into my chest increasing the pain to my nipples. "Please don't make me do this," I sobbed. "Who gave you permission to speak!" he bellowed, pulling on the weight. I bent forward with the pressure and soon found myself a nose length away from a dark wet pussy. I could smell her heat and tell she was excited. I bent over fartherto rest the weight on the platform, and my mouth was on her mound. The relief from the pain caused me to go deeper; her juices wet my cheeks and lips. "Do you know what a tongue is for?" Ian demanded. I was about to protest but then remembered the pain. I cautiously worked my tongue out of my mouth and alongside her pussy lips. A shudder exploded through the woman's body and a soft moan escaped her lips. Through the pain, fear and humiliation another motion stirred……desire. I gently licked along her lips, up one side and down the

other. Her taste intoxicated me. Wetness began to work its' way into my own

pussy.

I twirled my tongue at her ass and slowly licked from the bottom of her snack,

deep

inside her pussy, stopping beside her clit. I could feel her anticipation as I

flicked

next to her button. Then I suck her clit into my mouth and felt her explode

into

orgasm. "Oh god yes…..oh eat my pussy……oh that feels soooo fucking goood……."

She

wrapped her legs around my head and fucked my mouth uncontrollably.

"Dee likes to eat pussy I see," Ian laughed, "Let's see what else she likes."

I felt his hand on my ass moving in circles. "Does Dee like to eat pussy?" he

demanded.

"Yes…." I panted as I explored my friend's wetness with my tongue.

Smack! His hand came down on my ass, the stinging intensified my lust. "I

can't

hear you Dee my child!"

"Yes,…yes,…I love to …eat…pussy!" I screamed.

"That's more like it!" he resumed his rubbing. As I tongued and lick this most

glorious

pussy, I could feel his hands working their way down my ass. His pinky slowly

worked

into my asshole sending shivers over my body. One finger started to slowly

stroke

the outside of my pussy lips. The pain and fear were now gone, overcome by the

urge

to get fucked, fucked good and hard. I attacked the woman's pussy as I wanted

someone

to attack mine. She moaned and groaned and squirmed around my face, increasing

desire.

As my pussy ached for a cock or tongue I felt something against my tits. Taking

a chance I looked up from my pleasure to see. What I saw both frightened me and

put me in a state of unbridled horniness that I have never been in before. The

other

women was standing there, her spandex unzipped to reveal her breasts, her crotch

panel gone, and in it's place the biggest strap-on dildo I had ever seen. She

was

holding her "cock" in her hand, rubbing it across my tits.

"Do you want that bitch?" she hissed, "Do you want my cock?"

I was speechless, staring at the cock. "Answer Tasha you cunt!" yelled Ian.

"Yyyyes…..I I I want it now," I begged.

Quickly Tasha was behind me, Ian's hands spreading my ass cheeks. I turned my

head

back to the pussy I was enjoying and braced myself. I felt the head of the

latex

monster on my pussy. Tasha rubbed it all around, getting it good and wet.

Tasha

positioned the head at my opening and slowly, in one long stroke, pushed her

cock

into me as far as it would go. I screamed out in pleasure and pain, the

feelings

were unbelievable. Tasha pulled her cock out slowly, enjoying every minute,

then

rammed it in hard. She then started a rhythm, slowly at first, growing faster

with

each minute. That huge cock was driving me crazy. I drove back into the pussy

before

my eyes and ate, licked and sucked like never before. I could picture the scene

in my mind, me bent over and handcuffed, licking this gorgeous women's pussy,

nipples pierced and joined by a chain, Ian smacking my ass while his fingers,

first

one, then two, then three worked my ass, and Tasha standing behind me ramming

her

huge strap-on into my pussy while her tits bobbed with the motion.

I came over and over again, each orgasm bringing me higher and higher into

pleasure.

"Tasha, I'm almost ready," Ian said, and I wondered what he meant.

Suddenly his hands were not on my ass, and he was standing over me, stroking his

cock quickly. Before I knew what was happening Tasha pulled out of my pussy,

and

in one swift smooth stroke, buried her cock up my ass. The pain was extreme,

but

the pleasure much more so. A tidal wave of warmth flooded over my entire body,

the

orgasm stretched to every corner of my person. With such intense pleasure

washing

over me I felt myself blacking out, just as Ian's cock shot great globs of pure

white

cum all over my face and hungry mouth.

I awoke a while later, how long I'm not sure, on a mattress, covered slightly

with

a blanket, in a small dimly lit room. My clothes were neatly folded next to the

bed.

Next to the clothes was a video tape and a note. "Thought you might want a

copy,"

it said, "We'll be seeing you around, I'm sure."

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