[Previous] [Next Results] [Current Results] [Get Thread] [Author Profile] [Post] [Post] [Reply] [Image] [Image] --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Article 100 of 314 Subject: THE LOTTERY 7/49 From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***) Date: 1997/03/20 Message-Id: <5gsc8e$gmq@dfw-ixnews10.ix.netcom.com> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories [More Headers] Chapter 6 Abduction "Hmm." I said, pondering. "I think we need some more rope. And a different gag. And perhaps a blindfold." I grinned. "Don't go anywhere!" Mei groaned at the hackneyed pun. I went to the dungeon and quickly retrieved what I wanted. When I returned Mei hadn't moved. Apparently she really was drained by her ordeal. I ungagged her and untied her leg. "Are you ok?" I asked. I checked her circulation, which was still good. She'd been in bondage for almost an hour. "I feel drained, master." She murmured. "But I'm not in pain." "I'm going to free your elbows, Mei." I decided. "Then you can get up and walk around. Take it very slowly, because you won't believe how stiff you'll be." Gently I undid her ropes, freeing her completely. She gasped as her elbows sprang apart. When I freed her wrists she almost cried out from the pain of stiff muscles. She rolled onto her back, smoothing her dress. After a moment she sat up. "That was incredible." She said to me, smiling. She stood and stretched, lazily, like a cat. Then she began doing some sort of oriental exercise, reminiscent of karate. "Are you going to do all those things to me you told Heather you would?" She asked. I was enjoying the sight of her slow rhythmic movements. "Do you want me to?" I asked. "What are you doing?" "Yes! It's called Tai Chi, master. It's a muscle relaxing exercise." "Looks like Judo or something." I commented. "Whatchamacallit, Kana?" "Kata." She corrected me gently. "Tai Chi is like dance, not combat, master. Although it's perfect to warm up." "You into all that Kung Fu stuff?" I asked, surprized. "Karate chops and breaking boards and such like?" She shook her head. "I prefer Akido, master." "A black belt slave girl?" I asked, amused. She smiled, forming a cup shape with her hand and reaching forward. "I'm only third dan, master." "Holy smoke! You really do have a black belt?" I sat up straight. "In karate?" And here I'd been doing some really strange things to somebody who could wrap me up like a pretzel. I felt cold inside. "Akido, master, not karate." Mei explained patiently. She came and knelt in front of me. "I'm not stiff anymore, master." "What's the difference?" I asked. "Karate is an aggressive combat skill. It was developed to kill. Akido is a defensive skill. Akido focuses on defense, escape, and avoidance rather than attack." "Wait a minute!" I said, struck by a sudden thought. "At the car lot this afternoon. When you said you'd have to be my bodyguard you were serious, weren't you?" "Of course." She watched me solemnly. "I like you, master. Perhaps after tonight I'll love you. You're worth protecting." How do you answer that? I took her hands in mine and pulled her onto the couch. Very gently I kissed her. There was only a little passion in it. Mainly it was a thank you. When I drew back Mei smiled shyly. Lowering her eyes she asked diffidently. "May this slave know the manner of her punishment, master?" "Punishment?" Why in the world-ah. "Oh, yes. You came without permission. Twice." "I'm sorry, master." Her head was lowered, her tone soft and penitent. "I could not help myself. I'm only a weak helpless slave." With a black belt in Akido. Right. Helpless like a grizzly bear. "Mei." I said. "Look at me." Obediently she raised her eyes. "Stop acting for a moment. Do you really want to do this? Will you give yourself to me totally and unconditionally?" "Yes." Her gaze was steady. "Do you give me permission to do whatever I want to you, short of injury, to take your virginity, to tie you down and rape you?" "Yes." Her answer was instant, unequivocal. "Until 6 A.M. you're my property, do you understand? If you don't like something I'm doing, you won't be able to stop me. No matter what." "I understand." "Beginning now?" "Beginning now-master." In token she lowered her eyes. "So be it. Now, your punishment. What do you suggest, Mei?" "You could rape my asshole." She whispered. "That's your favorite fantasy, slave. Try again." "You might whip me." She answered reluctantly. "I might. Perhaps tomorrow, if you displease me. But you're new to your helotry, I'm inclined to be merciful. Hmm." I thought for a moment. Mei kept her head lowered. Even fully dressed she presented a picture of erotic allure. Somewhere in the back of my mind a faint bell tinkled. As pretty as a picture... "I have it. Your punishment is to have your entire defloration recorded on video tape." "That's a punishment?" Mei asked, confused. "It sounds rather fun." "Well, nobody said you couldn't enjoy it." I said. "But there's going to be some catches. First, we're going to record a rape fantasy." "I have many rape fantasies, master." Mei said. "This still doesn't sound like punishment." "Let the punishment fit the crime." I said. "You came without permission. All right, your punishment will be to be forced to have as many orgasms as you can stand. To climax until you faint." "Wonderful, master!" Mei laughed. I held up one hand. "Wait until you hear the fantasy before you judge. A high-school girl has been kidnapped. Although she's had sex education, she's a virgin and has no gut-level understanding of what's going to happen to her." "Step by step, she's going to be seduced. Each degradation will end in orgasm. Before it's over she'll have been raped in every hole, and be a complete and utter slave." "I like it!" Mei exclaimed. "But I still don't think it's a punishment." "Oh, but it is, Mei. Because I'm going to take that tape and sell it to private collectors. It will also become part of our erotic library. So the other girls can watch." "Oh." Mei seemed suddenly less enthusiastic. "Yes, master." "You don't have any choice, little one." I said. "If you disobey me I can tie you up and force you. Besides, haven't you ever fantasized about starring in a porno movie?" "Well, yes, of course. But the idea is somewhat unsettling, master." "Making the tape, or having it watched?" "Both." Mei took a deep breath. "But if that is your will, master, then I will do it." "It won't be hard." I promised her. "After all, you won't be able to stop me. Oh." I paused. "I hate to bring up such a delicate subject, but do you have some sort of birth control? I'm going to come inside you, so you'll need it." "I'm on the pill, master." Mei said. "Good. How skilled an actress are you?" "Fair." Mei shrugged. "What do you want me to do?" "To be a seventeen year-old schoolgirl who's just been kidnapped and is scared to death. Who knows she's going to be raped." "That's easy." Mei laughed. "As part of your punishment, Mei, I'm going to bare your soul as well as your body. If I ask you a question, answer it truthfully. Except, of course, that you're seventeen, not nineteen. Do you understand?" "What if something's changed since I was seventeen? Do I answer like I was seventeen, or nineteen?" "Hmm." Mei was bright, I'd completely overlooked that. "Tell you what. I'll let you decide that. If it's your measurements or something like that, you're nineteen. If I ask about your life you're seventeen. If your mind blanks out, just answer the first thing you can think of. But it must be the truth Mei. I'm going to be learning all about you during this tape, and I really want to hear the truth." "But so will anyone who sees the tape." Mei hung her head. "You are very cruel, master." "Very few people will see the tape." I consoled her. "But think a moment, Mei. It's a given that everything that happens in the movies is faked. Right?" "So no one will really believe what I say anyway." Mei's spirits rose. The she paused uncertainly. "But what about the rest of the harem, master? They'll know it's the truth." "It won't matter. Every girl in the harem will have a similar tape. None of them will laugh at you. They won't dare. And" I smiled at the beautiful oriental. "I suspect they'll like you too much to even want to." Mei blushed, overwhelmed by my unexpected compliment. "I'm beginning to feel like a seventeen year-old." She said. "Awkward and graceless, and very unsure of myself." "That's exactly what I want. Just imagine it. You'll be raped in body and mind, completely violated and totally possessed. So helpless you can't prevent it from being watched, over and over again, by complete strangers." I lifted her chin with my finger. "They'll see your innermost self ravaged along with your body. You'll never know when some man-or woman-is watching you being raped, and becoming aroused by it. They'll see and hear your darkest secrets and not know it's the truth!" Mei shivered. She suddenly did seem younger, more artless. Gone was the cheerful sophisticated lady that had stepped from the helicopter. Revealed to me now was the innocent child she had been. I was aroused, my cock throbbing and hard. Mei saw it and shivered again. "Bind me, master." She begged. "Before I lose my nerve. Please." "Put your hands together in front of you." I ordered. Trembling she did so. I was gentle with the rope, but made doubly sure it was tight, with the knots out of reach. "Stand up." I barked. Mei jumped up instantly, so fast she actually bounced on her feet. Smiling I took six feet of soft silk rope and wrapped it around her waist to form a belt. I tied the knot in front and smiled. "I tied it in front to keep your fingers away from it." I said mysteriously. "Sit down." Confused she did so. "Here's the setup, Mei. I'm going to make references to it, so you'll need to know it to pick up my cues. OK?" She nodded. "You were walking back to your car after going to see a movie. Your girlfriend met a boy she liked, and he invited her to stay and see another movie with him. You didn't like the boy very much so you decided to go home. Your girlfriend said she'd ride with him." "Master?" Mei had a strange look on her face. "Yes, Mei?" I paused, unsure of why she reacted the way she did. "This is spooky." Mei watched me with wide eyes. "How did you know?" "How did I know what?" It was my turn to be bewildered. "It really happened." Mei said softly. "It was my seventeenth birthday. My girlfriend Marsha and I went to see The Last Crusade. We were coming out of the lobby and she met John Tolliver. I didn't like John very much, but Marsha had a crush on him. I left after he invited her to see another movie with him. She said she'd ride home with him." Mei's face was a study in emotion. There was shock, and fear, and a kind of hero worship. It hit me like a tidal wave. I thought about telling her it was just a coincidence. But I didn't. There were two reasons. She would be far easier to bring to orgasm if she were emotionally charged. And any defenses she might erect, even subconsciously, would be swept away by the sheer intensity of what was happening to her. And it was too stimulating to my ego. Mei watched me, waiting for me to answer. I chose my words with care, making it seem as though I were skirting a delicate issue. "Let's just say that I know you aren't making up a story, Mei. Do you remember the black van?" "Oh my god." The color drained from her face. She watched me with dawning horror. "You were there." I hadn't been within two thousand miles of there, wherever there was. Mei was reacting in a very human fashion. Remember War of the Worlds? People really thought Martians were invading. The whole country went crazy. Innocent things were suddenly imbued with sinister meaning. An night bird's call transformed into the voice of Martian invaders. A cat prowling in the dark became a harbinger of death. I had asked Mei a totally unrelated question. It was almost certain that a black van had been in the parking lot that night. There are, after all, millions of vans, black and otherwise. And in her over-excited state it would be easy for Mei to remember a black van, even if the parking lot had been empty. Which, of course, it hadn't been. Mei swallowed audibly. She trembled again. She didn't need to act anymore. Her memories of that night, coupled with her emotions and an over-active imagination, had transported her back in time. For all intents and purposes, the Mei Wu sitting in front of me was seventeen years old. Superstition is a powerful and dangerous thing. "The black van." I repeated. "That night you walked past it. Maybe it didn't even register consciously. But for our setup, Mei, it's going to be different." Mei leaned forward, bonds forgotten. Her attention was focused on me totally. She was listening with her entire body. As though right now I was the most important thing in her universe. Mei had lost herself in the part. She wasn't acting, because it was her we were dealing with. "This time, Mei, as you're walking past the van's open side door something happens." "I know Akido, master." She said. "Wouldn't there have been a fight?" "No." I said flatly. "Wait here." I was only gone for a minute or two. When I came back there was a heavy black object in my hand. I gave it to her. She grasped it awkwardly in her bound hands. "Be careful of that." I warned her. "It's a weapon." "It doesn't look like a weapon." She said doubtfully. "It's called a stun gun. Although stun wand might be more acute." Mei looked the thing in her hand over more carefully. It looked almost like an oversized TV remote control. There was a single red button and a pair of metal prongs facing forward. "How does it work?" Mei asked. I took it from her. "It's the perfect weapon, Mei. Unlike anything else ever invented it doesn't kill. It does no physical damage at all. It doesn't even hurt. Even the metal studs are blunt." "Then what good is it as a weapon?" Mei asked. "It renders the victim unable to use his or her voluntary muscles for a short period of time, ten or fifteen seconds." I pressed the button. An eerie crackling came from the taser as a blue electric spark sizzled between the two metal studs. Mei jumped. "It overrides the brain's nerve signals to the muscles. As long as the current flows the victim's voluntary muscles are paralyzed. Once current is removed it takes about ten seconds to regain control. And you're disoriented for about a minute. There are absolutely no other effects." Mei swallowed. "But wouldn't it affect your heart? That's a muscle too." "If this were a normal cattle prod you'd be right." I agreed. "But there's only enough current to penetrate the skin. This thing runs off a standard 9 volt battery." Opening the base I showed it to her." "You have two sets of nerves. One controls automatic body functions like the heart beat. The other is for motor control of your arms and legs and so forth. The two use a different "code" to communicate with the brain." "This device." I held up the taser. "Uses the code for the voluntary muscles. It "jams" the motor control impulses without affecting the autonomic nervous system." "Let me show you what happened that night, Mei." I pointed to couch. "The couch is the black van. You might want to get out of it." Mei laughed nervously and stood up. I went to the couch and sat down. I shoved the coffee table about a foot further away. "The coffee table is the car parked next to the van. Your kidnapper is sitting inside the van." I sat on the couch's backrest. "Now walk between the van and the car." I told her. Biting her lip nervously she did so. As she came level with me I leaned forward and pressed the taser against her bare arm. Mei turned to me, eyes widening in disbelief as I pressed the button. It was like a puppet when you cut the strings. I grabbed Mei as she started to topple and laid her on the couch, face up. Then I pressed the taser against her solar plexus and pressed the button again. She didn't make a sound but her head lolled back and she went completely limp. I sat on her and grabbing her roped wrists. I mimicked the motions of binding them. Getting up I used the taser again and quickly gagged her with a training harness gag. More complex than a simple ball gag, the harness had a strap under her chin to force the mouth closed around the ball. Another strap goes around the head at mouth level. A third goes around the forehead and a final strap goes over the top of the head, down the back. It splits in front to go down either side of the nose. And it's almost impossible for the victim to free herself of it. It's also very effective as a gag. Mei was stirring fitfully, still disoriented. I slipped a blindfold on her and mimicked making her belt then grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her head. Using the same slip knot arrangement I had before I attached a rope to her wrist cinch and ran it between her legs from behind, tying it firmly in front. I made sure the rope wasn't tight enough to hurt, but still taut enough to rub her the right way. I used the taser again, on her solar plexus. The nice thing about the taser is there aren't any cumulative effects. Since it relies on trickery to work instead of force, absolutely no damage occurs. I tied her ankles, taking my time and doing it right. Mei was still disoriented when I'd finished. I decided to bind her knees as well. As a finishing touch I folded her legs and attached her ankle cinch to the back of her waist rope. She wasn't going anywhere. By now she'd recovered from the taser completely. I left her and returned the weapon to it's hiding place in my room. When I returned Mei was squirming, trying to get loose. She jumped when I spoke. "You're now in the van. One of the first things he did was close the door, so no one else could see. The man tied you up like you are now, gagged and blindfolded you. Then he drove off with you. "Try to get free, try to scream." I ordered. Mei screamed as hard as she could. It came out a stifled squeal and Mei coughed. She squirmed again, whimpering. "Just like before, Mei. While the van was moving you came twice. The man can see you in his rear-view mirror, he knows what you did, and he knows that you had an orgasm." "When he got to where he was going he put you on a bed. And then he left. That's your setup. Now your defloration begins." Mei was heavy in my arms as I picked her up. She whimpered again as I carried her upstairs. Awkwardly I opened her door and carried her inside. Gratefully I dumped her on the bed. She cried out, into her gag. The waterbed surged under the impact, making her roll about helplessly. I left, locking the door. The locks I use make a loud ratcheting click, clearly audible from inside the room. I hurried to my own room. Chapter 7 Fantasy I turned on the spy camera in her room. The picture came on, showing Mei rolling around on her bed. I zoomed the picture until the bed filled the screen. Then I set up the VCR for six hours of recording. Activating the voice over I said. "Welcome, collector. The tape you are watching is perhaps unique in your collection. What you are about to see is the complete enslavement of a teenage girl. She will be degraded and humiliated, and will be forced to multiple orgasm by her captor." "We apologize for the lack of professional production values in this tape. You are watching the scene through the eye of a single spy camera, and listening through the camera's microphone. We feel you'll agree that what the tape lacks in presentation it makes up for in content." "Because, you see, everything you are watching is real. There will be nothing faked, nothing falsified. This tape shows an actual enslavement. The bonds are real, the rape is genuine, and the girl is an unwilling victim who has been in our possession less than an hour." "Let us repeat. Everything that you will see on this tape is being recorded live. The girl is not an actress, she is not willing, and she will be forced to endure bona fide rape at the hands of her captor." "Now for some background. This victim was abducted from the parking lot of the Newberry Mall in San Francisco at" I glanced at my watch. "7:15 P.M. on March 12, 1990. According to her driver's license her name is Mei Wu. She is 4 feet 10 inches tall and weighs 105 pounds. She is only seventeen years old, which makes her a senior in high school." "Enjoy." I cut the mike and pulled the camera back until it showed some of the room. Quickly I stripped naked then hurried to the dungeon. I donned an appropriate outfit and grabbed some supplementary supplies. I stopped by my room to get the key. Reaching Mei's door I unlocked it as loudly as I could. When I entered Mei was on her knees, facing the sound. She was almost unrecognizable. Her entire face was covered with the combination of blindfold and harness gag. Her lovely black hair was flattened by the straps and escaped only in wisps. Her green dress was rumpled and the skirt was folded up on one side nearly to her hip. She was still heart-stoppingly lovely. My cock got hard, slipping down inside the leather sheath, raising it. I moved silently to her side. With a gentle hand I smoothed her skirt flat again. Mei squeaked and jerked her arms. Overbalanced she fell on her side. I pulled the sheets down with one hand, then picked her up and deposited her on the bed sheet. She trembled. "Hello, Mei." I said. She moaned again and squirmed. I put my hand against the material of her skirt where the rope creased it and pushed. Mei wailed and shuddered, jerking her arms spasmodically. Her orgasm was totally unexpected, making my cock throb in it's leather sheath. I was dressed in a pair of leather shorts fastened with a broad black belt. Leather straps, almost like suspenders ran over each shoulder. The straps were connected in front and back at nipple level by a strap and ring. The most unusual aspect of my shorts, though, was the silk lined leather sheath that held my penis outside the shorts. When erect my cock completely filled the leather tube, making it stand proudly erect. The shorts and sheath were a sort of second skin. My cock was invisible, but it's presence was not. Who'd ever designed these things had been a genius. On my head was a leather hood that covered everything except my mouth. Even my eyes were covered by mirrored lens like those used in sunglasses. The effect was frightening as hell. Carefully I pulled out a chain from the headboard. On the end of the chain was a leather collar which would hold the wearer quite effectively. I put it around Mei's neck, being careful not to get it too tight. When I was satisfied I got a big combination lock like they use on school lockers and I put it through the collar's hasp. The click was heavy, metallic. Then I began to untie Mei. Her legs were first, then the crotch rope, then her hands. 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