Captured Part 3
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This story is not intended to cast aspersions on peace loving, gentle
transvestites who
desire little more than acceptance and some new shoes.
This is a nasty, misogynistic story. Fiction of unremitting cruelty and
horror. Avoid it if you are sensitive or under eighteen.
Synopsis He had been searching for a victim. He wanted a wife, a
sex slave.
Yes, he sought a victim who might become a wife and love
him.
Categories Bondage Submission
Keywords High Heels Appliances Machines Piercing Ballet heels
Captured -- End
By Janet Baker
A week or so later. Time flies when one is having fun!
"Girl! Get up! Do your bathroom stuff. Then we dress you in ballet
boots and some cute things."
Grumpy as usual but she's getting up. I'll get ready to put the boots on
her. She'll have a hell of a time walking but it'll be erotic as hell.
One problem though. She'll needs arms for balance. Maybe I'll walk with
her. Yeah, holding her boobies! Today I must make love with her -- I
must fuck her else she'll think I'm more woman than man. I just love
today's ensemble. White bullet bra, white see through blouse, short
skirt and my favorite D'Orsay heels. I think for a change... I'll wear a
steel collar and steel belt. I'll love the feeling. Yeh, drop a chain
from the collar between the boobs to the belt. Cute. Erotic.
I remember... many years ago... maybe NY Times... maybe else.... A chic
brown leather ensemble.... A collar, a belt and a strap from one to the
other. It was high style, model wore brown clothing... yeh, called a
sursingle. Idea from horse wear. Very erotic. Vertical strap
highlighted the breasts obviously enhanced by a cone bra so popular in
the fifties, forties. By God, I think I'll put something together like
that for her... maybe for both of us. Be fun to chain our collars
together when we fuck.
"Sit girl! We need to put these pretty boots on you."
"Oh no! I can't walk in these -- I can't begin to walk much less stand."
She's getting tiresome. "Do it! Damn it, do it! Stop your whining and
bitching or I'll introduce you to some new pleasures."
Finally they're on. "Stand up! Take very short steps. Keep your knees
straight."
"They're awful!"
"Practice! Walk! Walk damn it! Or I'll find something else to entertain
you. Maybe I'll sit you on the machine for an hour or so. That'll
really please your pussy."
She's not doing badly. I'm going to release her arms but put cuffs on
her ankles to keep the boots on permanently. It'll screw up her ankles
and legs but so what, she's mine.
"Sue, we'll sleep together tonight. Perhaps tonight we'll become
lovers."
"Fat chance!"
"Like hell girl, it's gonna be rape time if you don't come across. On you
knees girl!"
"I can't get down wearing these goddamn boots, I'll fall."
"You're getting sassy again, girl. Maybe I'll kick your legs out from
under you, that'll get you down in a hurry. Here bitch, I'll help you
down to your knees where you belong. You know what I want. You know
what to do. Do it and do it right or we'll visit 'the bar' and reeducate
you."
Hmmm, her sucking is improving. She clearly hates it, but she does it.
She fears the electrical fun. It keeps her in line. I've got to fuck
her but I'm having so much fun scaring the shit out of her. Ahhh, that
was a goooood cum, girl is getting better. She's a keeper! Time for a
corset! Undo her arms, bring 'em around front, rope the wrists, hook
rope to hoist... and hoist....! Good! On her toes!
"Girl! You're hanging to receive a corset. Stay still while I fasten and
lace it. You're going to have a great waist. You'll stay in the corset
and ballet boots permanently. I'll tighten the corset weekly."
"Oh God master, it's too tight! I can hardly breathe. My feet will be
ruined, the boots must come off some time! Pleas! Please now?"
"Tough! Take short breaths; and short steps. You'll look erotic. That's
what I want! Erotic!"
"Stop whining or I'll make it tighter. You can't get it off with a steel
belt around it. Live with it -- I like it! The boots stay on! Get used
to it!!"
I want to see her walk. I want to hear the bells tinkle. I know. A
wire clothesline and a head harness. I'll attach her head harness to the
clothesline and whack her on the ass to keep her moving back and forth,
back and forth, hour after hour until she collapses. Oh what a sight!!
I think I'll jack off.
"Yeah, come here girl, hold still while I put the harness on you and link
you to the wire clothesline. Then walk! I want to hear the bells
tinkle."
Maybe I'll stop her now and then to stick my finger in her cunt or her
ass. I've got to warm that cunt so I can fuck her.
"What now you bastard?"
"Oh my little darling, I want you to walk back and forth. I'll watch
you. I want to hear your bells tinkle. Take short steps. I'm going to
put leg irons on you. I like that. Walk!"
"You don't need leg irons, you bastard, I can hardly stand much less walk
in these damn boots."
"You're starting to irritate me girl. You wear irons because I like it.
Get used to it!
Now! Walk!"
Oh God, she is so hot, strutting back and forth. Her head's drooping. I
have to tighten up the link to the wire. I want her head straight up.
Oh I love that picture! Head up, arms together behind her again, walking
carefully, short steps. Oh my! Tres erotique! I'll stop her, caress her
boobs, tickle her clit. Oh! Oh! I'll strap the butterfly to her cunt,
turn it on and watch her squirm as she walks. Oh God I have to jack off
again! My cock's getting sore from use. Cock will feel good in her warm
mouth. I'll unhook her, kneel her, I'll sit, she'll suck -- gently.
Whack! "Faster girl! Walk faster!" Oh those bells do tinkle! Stop her
now, I want my cock in her mouth.
"Stop girl. I'm going to unhook you. You kneel. Suck. Gently girl my
cock's sore."
Ahhhh, that is so good, my poor sore cock resting in her warm welcoming
mouth. That's it girl keep swirling your tongue around my po' prick.
I've got to give the poor thing a rest so it'll be at full strength to
fuck her. Maybe this evening. Maybe I'll put her over the bar. Both
holes will be presented. I'll stretch them both. Why? Tighter would be
better. Yeah, tighter, I'll get a good boner then slam it in her cunt,
Boyoboy will she howl! I'll hold the bar for leverage and slam it in
hard, damn hard. Oh fuck that'll feel good. The harder the better!
Screams will be louder. Yeah, this evening I'll fuck her virgin cunt.
And then I'll fuck her virgin ass. Oh how tight it'll be. I'll lube her
sphincter region, lube my cock... I'll unhook her collar so when I ram my
cock in her ass she'll scream and rear back. Oh my God, I gotta have the
camera running for the whole thing -- the whole deflowering. I wanna get
those screams and squeals while I'm ramming my cock up her ass. She'll
look so hot in that red corset and her black ballet boots. I can hold
her by her waist while I stick my cock into her ass. Christ! Will she
scream!
"Keep sucking girl! Getting hard, isn't it? Yeah, I'm thinking about
tonight when I finally get around to fucking you. A little more girl,
I'm getting ready to cum!"
That evening, that early evening...
It's time. It's time I make love to her... time to fuck her 'till her
knees wobble... fuck her 'till the cows come in... fuck 'er 'till she
loves me.
"Come girl, no, come my darling Sue, tonight we love. What? You have no
friendly word for me? Not even a look or a friendly greeting? Are you
not happy?"
"I have no cause to be happy. I am your prisoner, your sex slave. You
have hurt me grievously. How can you expect me to love you?"
"You may live with me in hatred or love but you will live with me."
"Oh please, my family needs me."
"My need is greater. Think of me as I am ... as one who loved not wisely
but too well! Come to bed darling, I'll loose your arms. Our time has
come! I feel only you and you alone, 'tis a dream, a dream come true
that we two are together. All else passes like a dream in the night. We
are together now for all eternity. I love you so much."
The alarm! The monitor! Who's coming? Who's on the drive? Check! Oh
my God, police cars, one, two, three. They know -- they must know.
Leave her. A kiss. A farewell kiss. To my secure room. Quickly. Sign
the will. I want her to have it all. Here it is, my faithful forty-four.
Ah me! To die, to sleep, no more to suffer the slings and arrows of
outrageous fortune.
Bang!
?Epilogue....
"Chief, as Mayor I congratulate you on this fine example of police work
resulting in the rescue of the young lady from the clutches of this
deranged person. Can you tell us how you did it?"
"Certainly Mr. Mayor. She was originally classified as a missing persons
case, but after we learned about her character and domestic
circumstances, we decided to treat it as a kidnapping. We assigned all
available officers to the case, and small clues began to accumulate.
Thinking outside the box, as it were, our detectives traced her movements
and then the kidnapper's, using security cameras' video records to piece
together all possibilities. They even analyzed the shopping habits of
both parties and determined certain anomalies. They determined that the
perp was likely from out of town. They were able to determine the
victim's clothing sizes and search for purchases that could be a lead.
Interestingly, a key piece of evidence providing a lead was the purchase
of sanitary napkins by a man from out of town.
As we narrowed the search, we enlisted the aid of delivery persons. When
we found that certain items were being delivered to the suspect
residence, it became obvious that this was a well planned crime. Finally
we had enough evidence to present for a warrant. We entered the home,
found the young woman, and heard a gunshot. The perpetrator had killed
himself."
"And the young woman herself? You don't seem to be telling the press or
the public anything about her, what he did to her, not even her name or
how her family feels about her safe return. These are all things we
should all like to know."
"I'm sure everyone would like to know what the kidnapper did with her --
what he had in mind since there was never a ransom note. All I can say
is, the young woman herself has requested that nothing whatever be said
about her."
'What happened is what I want to put behind me.' "were her exact words."
'My future husband and I will work out for ourselves what may have
happened to me and how we resume our former relationship. It will be a
while because I'm now a different person -- there are certain physical
changes... But -- we'll get used to it.'
"And Mr. Mayor, that's all I am empowered to say."
The End
© 2009 Janet Baker
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