1. The Taking of Elizabeth: Chapter 2


    Date: 6/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Discipline, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Reluctance, Slavery, Toys, Written by women, Author: Breanna Renaud, Rating: 80.8, Source: sexstories.com

    legs open, Kurt flipped the switch of vibrator onto the highest setting and stuck it between her legs right on her clit before forcing her legs closed again with it in place. Elizabeth couldn’t help but to moan as the vibrator was set into place. Her pussy juices began flowing almost immediately. Then she heard the roll of tape as he unwrapped it, sticking it against her thighs. Kurt wrapped the duct tape tightly around her thighs, securing them tightly together and in turn, holding the vibrator in its place. He then pushed Elizabeth roughly onto her side where he duct-taped her wrists together behind her back. Kurt stood, leaving the helpless girl lying on the concrete floor on her side. “Pl-Please don’t leave m-me like this…” she whimpered out, eyes practically rolling into the back of her head in pleasure, “I-I’ll do any-anything…” He smiled down at her, shaking his head, “That’s cute. You have a long night ahead of you, princess.” He stayed for a while, watching as her breath became ragged and her body began to squirm against the restraints. Her body tightened up ...
    after only ten minutes of having the vibrator in place, and a low moan escaped her lips. Orgasm number one of many. After three orgasms had rocked Elizabeth’s body within only 45 minutes, Kurt decided it was time for him to retire for the night. He made his way up the stairs, closing the door behind him. Another 45 minutes later, he sat in his kitchen, eating supper by himself. He heard the girl as her tormented screams came from his basement. But his place was secluded - a mile away from any neighbors. No one would hear her, save for her owner. And in all honesty, ever scream he heard only drove him to want to do more to her. ************************* She laid there for hours on her side. The basement was cold and dark. The vibrator was humming consistently, and after the third or fourth orgasm, Elizabeth felt like she’d begun to lose her mind. Her body was overcome with pleasure and discomfort all at the same time. She cried and she moaned loudly all at once. And she prayed for an end to it. An end that wouldn’t come for eight more hours of this wonderful nightmare…
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