How Jenna became a slave
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This is how I got my slave.
I have finally arrived in the middle of the night. My plane touched downand I have been in town since the afternoon. This gave me the time I neededfor final preparations. When I finally got to her house there was only theporch light. I approached quietly; observing the surrounding as I backed myvehicle up the driveway and shut off the engine and lights. I made sure therewas no other soul around.
I searched inside the bush and found a small box. I opened it up and insideI found a pair of keys on one key ring and a bunch other smaller ones on theother ring. There was a little note that read…"i am all yours… haveno mercy on me."
I clicked off the flashlight after reading the note turning my head aroundto secure the surrounding once again. Everything was going as planned. I lookedaround one last time to make sure no one was around as I gave the keys a try.
The knob turned quietly. Perfect. I slipped in quickly and closed the doorbehind me as soon as I got the equipment duffle inside. I listened for a while… thehouse was dim and dead silent.
I clicked on the flashlight once again. The setup of the house was exactlyas what was described to me. Despite the darkness I could move easily withoutbumping into things. As I came around the corner the faint moaning of a helplesswoman and the sound of shuffling undoubtly told me this was the master bedroom;and inside was a beautiful and tightly bound slave trapped by her own design.
I picked up the brown envelope taped to the door just beneath the door knob.I opened it up and retrieved a signed document. In so man words, the documentbasically clearly spelled out… "i, , willing give myselfto for whatever that he chooses to do to me. Together with thisvideo tape and this signed confession as the whole evidence that I have willinglydone this and i hold my abductor harmless for whatever action he takes againstme…" so on, and on. On the back of it was her signature and lipstickof her luscious lips. The signature was what I needed; the lipstick was anunexpected gesture of welcome.
I tucked the pages away inside my coat. I tossed the duffle over my shoulderand I tried the knob.
Her ultimate fantasy just came true.
I found her inside; a beautiful woman tightly tied and squirming on her stomach.From what I could see her hands were tightly cuffed by what resembled a pairof standard police issue handcuffs and her ankles were cuffed likewise. Theankle chain was pulled up and to her wrists; and everything was secured toher waist chain through a large brass lock. Her stunning legs and slender bodywas more than I have bargained for, to say the least.
She continued to moan and shuffle about as much as she could but no morethan an inch in either direction. I quietly dropped my duffle and moved closerfor a better look. She was definitely wearing a blindfold and a padlocked strapwas visible beneath her hair. I bet it was a large ball gag based on the noiseshe was making. Her legs were tied tightly with a pair of leather strap aboveand below her knees. Her arms were pinned close to her body; together intoa tight hogtie. I examined the surrounding with my flash light. Indeed, noescape mechanism was found anywhere. This girl would have been permanentlykept in this position until god knows what if I hadn't been here.
I reached down and patted her butt gently, she reacted explosively. She startedto thrash around and squirm and moaned loudly. No matter how much she triedher self-bondage was very effective she could gain an inch in any direction--achain was attaching her neck to the head of the bed; and her ankles were alsolikewise attached to the foot of the bed. With all that moving about I couldsee the tight chastity belt locked her sex away. I reached into the duffleand pulled out an envelope. Yes, this must be the key--something I have receivedtwo weeks earlier. Even if she could, by a miracle, free herself from her self-bondage,she would still be locked in that belt. This was her commitment to her dream.Whether or not the belt motivated her to come to this stage of the game… andself-bondage … it was not important anymore.
She was otherwise completely naked.
I could have easily taken her right there, but I thought to myself, "what'sthe hurry?"
I reached inside the duffle and found a remote control. I pushed a buttonon it and a faint humming was be heard. I knew what it was: the egg that hasbeen lodged inside her for two weeks. It has continuously filled her for twoweeks but bringing no relief without the remote. Instead, it teased for twofull weeks. She couldn't do anything because of the belt. The coming aliveof her egg made her jump. She knew her captor must have arrived … thiswas the signal of the beginning of her ultimate slavery.
The blinking red light from the corner of the room identified itself as thev8 camera on a tripod. This was video tape that I needed. I retrieved the videotapeand hooked it up to the TV that was in her bedroom.
I cued the tape to the beginning and there she was. A beautiful smile wason her face and she was wearing a negligee. In the video she was reading astatement telling exactly what she was going to do to herself. she was goingto tie herself up helplessly with NO possibility of freeing herself withoutthe key. She also described where the keys were... and confessed to how muchshe wanted to become a total slave and be taken totally beyond her control.This has been her design.
I sat for a moment and watched the elegant self-bondage. The video explainedhow she got those arms straps on by herself which I couldn't have figure outearlier. I took the time to enjoy her little performance. Finally, the videoended and on screen was showing a tightly bound helpless girl looking exactlylike the one on the bed right now, except the girl on the bed now was moaninga lot louder than the one on TV.
I shut off the TV and stuffed the video in my duffle. Everything was completeand going exactly as planned.
I looked at my watch, 12:20am. I have at least a couple of hours before Ihad to execute my next move. Judging from the time of the video, she has beenin her bondage for a little over two and half hours.
I sat on the bed and stroked her hair… a beautiful girl who is nowmy very own slave. Whether she liked it or not, in a couple of hours she won'tremember much of this and it won't matter either way. I continued to toy herhelpless body and felt her body begging for my touch each time I got closerto her sex.
The drug for the trick is Versed. The drug has not only anesthetic propertyit also has amnesia property. Once injected, the victim will be slowly knockedout and it will erode the memory for the previous 3-5 hours. No wonder theyuse this drug in surgery. I took a pre-filled syringe from my duffle and rubbedher firm butt cheek with an alcohol swab. It only took a second to completethe injection, then it will be about a good 10-15 minutes through a slow actingmechanism as the chemicals dissolve into the system to put a girl out completely.
The injection was the final straw for me; time to use the slave. I pulledout a ring gag and replaced her ball gag. I used the same lock and locked thegag in place. I didn't want her lost of muscle control to give me any trouble.You know what I mean. I dropped my pants and my member immediately sprang tofull attention. There I fucked her mouth slowly using her hair as anchorageas my other hand felt up and down her body laid on its side. she struggledand moaned; the chains clanked together; I paid absolutely no attention. Minuteslater I was throbbing hard. I unbuckled her knee straps and spread her wideopen as I rolled her onto her back. she moaned loudly when I withdrew myselffrom her mouth. I used the key in my pocket and freed the steel enforcementthat kept her in agony for the last 2 weeks. She was soaking wet. I climbedup between her spread legs and thrust deeply into her soaking pussy and humpedaway. At first she responded immediately according to the new sensation; butsoon her moaning became softer and softer and her muscles became weak as thedrug worked its way in. The abduction was approaching its completion and thisgot me to a new height of excitement. I was on the edge of cumming.
My thrusts became harder and deeper as her body became weaker and weaker.My groin was totally wet from her juices and so were her own thighs. I grabbedonto her waist chain as I pummeled my last few deep thrusts into her sex andwatched her body limping before me.., then all my muscles tightened and explodeddeeply inside her just as she became completely motionless and became silentfrom the drug.
I wiped my forehead. I looked at my watch after a short recovery, 12:40am.
I placed a couple of fingers by her jugular and checked her pulse and respiratoryrate. The dosage was calculated precisely and it was working like a charm.
I withdrew myself and replaced the egg and relocked the belt. Then I retiedher legs above and below the knees using the original leather straps. Beforeclimbing off her, I took a blue pill from my duffle and slipped it under hertongue. I replaced her ring gag with the original ball gag knowing the ballgag will press her tongue on top of the dissolving pill. The pill containedhormones in case she wasn't on any. The pill also contained other anestheticagents to maintain the desired effect of my manipulation. The side effect ofVersed is wet dreams. I don't mind that at all.
I put everything away into my duffle and went to the garage leaving her alonefor a few minutes. I first unscrewed the light bulb from the automatic dooropener so there would be no lights. Then, I pushed a button and the garagedoor opened slowly. I quickly hopped into my van and backed it into the garageand immediately closed it again as soon as I was all the way in.
Using the keys she provided, I successfully unchained her neck and anklesfrom the bed. She had absolutely no muscle tone whatsoever and no resistance.I checked to made sure she was breathing ok. I picked her up and tossed herover my shoulder and easily carried her to the parked van. I slipped her insidefrom the back, and went to work right away.
I rented a cargo van and lined the bottom with a large blanket. I attachedtwo long pieces of chain to each side of the van and I locked those aroundher neck with a padlock. This kept her from moving side to side. I unlockedher ankle cuffs and stretched her legs out. She was on her stomach once again.I slipped a pair of handcuffs around her slender ankles which bound her anklestogether with only a couple of inches slack. Then, two more pieces of chainfrom both side of the van went around her ankles leaving no slacks for movement.Finally, I covered her naked body with another blanket. Her wrists remainedcuffed securely to her waist behind her back.
I went through the house again to make sure everything was in place. I didn'tneed anything from the house. She will have no need of any clothing either.I looked at my watch, 1:00am exactly.
Everything was in place and I was on schedule. The drug will have its effectfor about 4 hours. When she wakes up she will have little or no memory of theevening except probably the fact that she was tying herself up and that wouldbe the last thing she will remember and nothing afterwards. She will have noidea she's been taken to her new Master's place.
I locked the trunk of the van and hopped in. I started the engine and pulledout slowly. Who would know inside this van there is a helpless girl being transportedto her ultimate slavery. I clicked the garage door shut using the remote sheleft on the washer for me. As the door began to close I threw the remote backinside the garage as I had no further use of it. I got what I came for.
The final clicking sound of the garage door shutting marked the end of thisevening's engagement and it also marked the beginning of a new journey to slaveryfor this lovely girl.
I pulled onto the street and into the empty night. I took my gloves off.I left no trace of my existence.
I am also a pilot and she knew that. But she didn't know I had rented a smallcharter the day of the arranged 'pick up.' Unlike large commercial airports,municipal airports are not patrolled or monitored. This was my next move.
I drove according to the state law to not attract any attention.
I arrived at the airport and I had no difficulty gaining entrance and pullup next to my airplane: a twin-engine Cessna Citation Sovereign good for 2,500nautical miles in any direction. This is becomes 20 million square mile ofsearch area in case anyone is looking for this slave. That is just short of2/3 of the size of United States. We could be anywhere.
I opened the cargo door and parked the van next to it. She was sound asleepand hasn't moved an inch. I tossed my duffle inside the cargo hold and wentto work on the 'precious cargo.' I detached the chains from the sides of thevan and carried her on board the Citation. I knew air travel would be coldso I bundled her up in a few extra layers of blankets. She would remain neverthelessrestrained in the same manner since I picked her up. I secured the long chainsto the anchor points inside the cargo hold and this held her tightly to oneplace inside the airplane.
I closed the cargo door and hopped back into the van and drove off. A fewminutes later I arrived and the night-return of the local truck rental andslipped the key of the truck inside the night deposit. Everything was statusquo. This was just another typical truck rental that earlier afternoon. Whenit comes to truck rental, the rental shops have always kept the same policy:'no questions asked.'
The shop was only a mile and a half away from the municipal airport and Ididn't want to catch a cab. I would have taken me only 15 minutes on foot anyway.
It was pushing 1:45am when I got back to the airport. I also had a good 15minutes to relish on what have just happened within the last couple of hours.
No one was around when I got back. I climbed into the cockpit and gave thecity a kiss-goodbye. The precious cargo remained intact. . . . . .
The engine whirrrled and pre-flight was subsequently completed. No air clearancewas needed when departing from a municipal airport. Just what I have wished.When I lined up the nose down the runway I glanced back at my tightly tiedslave girl and cranked the throttle max open. …
Minutes later we were in air and I hit the auto pilot switched and engagedthe pre-programmed GPS navigation to a predetermined location. I sat back andlet go of the control of the airplane to the autopilot.
By 6am the next morning this slave girl will wake up in a cage inside a cell;she will have nothing on except a collar and wrist and ankle cuffs and chainedto the stone wall. There will be this permanent gap in her memory .., fromself-bondage, to ultimate slavery. Little or no memory of her van or planeride, taken a few thousand miles away to a city, state.. place… completelyunknown.
The only thing she will know is servitude, slavery, and surrender.
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