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The Revenge on Tiny Anna {Dagger x Tiny}

TinyThings

TinyThings

Super-Earth
Joined
Aug 20, 2013
Location
All around us
Anna sighed softly, gazing out at the shop, a few costumers still chatting, drinking their coffee and reading their papers. It was at this time, she began enjoying her current job. And as she always did, she traversed out between the costumers, picking up dirty coffee mugs, plates and cutlery, as she listened. She listened to others stories. Their adventures. Their occurrences. She loved gossip. Almost as much as she loved adventures. And she missed it. She'd started missing the many things she had before, not so long ago. She'd had everything a girl could wish for. Except for love. And it was because of that last thing, she'd broken it up. She could go on, pretending she didn't need to be cared for, in other ways then poured over with gold and jewels. She did need more. She needed the warmth and love of another. She hadn't found that, yet. But she knew she wouldn't have found it where she was before. His love was for his work, she had no doubts. When they had time together, all he could speak about was work. When they where out on travels to different countries, it was busyness trips. Nothing more. The adventures where not about them. But about his stupid job. Agreed, the job did bring in the funds they needed, to do the things they did. To get the things she got. But she hadn't really wanted -all- of that. The surgeries, making her breasts a size larger, she hadn't wanted. She didn't mind, and knew it pleased him, so she had agreed. She'd loved the gifts she got, and treasured them, but there was no one to thank for it. He was never there.

So now, she was free of his wallet, and had to work on her own. She'd decided she wanted to work as an assistant, and had started a short education, that'd get her the papers she needed to get in anywhere. But she also had to make a living, and did so in the coffee shop, where she'd been for a few months. And she enjoyed it. She met a lot of new exciting people, and made a few new friends. She enjoyed it. And the people around her, liked her company. She was sweet, though a bit naive, clumsy and unintelligent at times, but she did her job well, and always offered a smile to the others.

It was nearing closing time, and she smiled warmly to the last costumer, and greeted him a farewell, as she started cleaning the table he'd been seated at. She head on her way back to the kitchens, to hand the dirty dishes over to the workers there. She smiled and waved to one of the late comers, who only really came by the shop, to clean up the dishes, getting a little extra money aside her other job, Anna had figured. And so she head back out into the shop, to clean the rest of the tables, get the covers to the cleaners, if necessary, and furthermore prepare everything for the morning group.

Anna was a young, innocent beauty, in so many ways. At least in others eyes. But she had also been stamped as a using woman, for what she did with her former boyfriend. Things, she'd never really intended. She hadn't asked for all the gifts she got, nor had she expected them. She just got them. But still, when she left him, she was branded a user, who only stayed with him, for as long as it took him to give all the material things she could need, and then up and leave him.
Her long platin blonde hair, reaching all the way down her back, to her waist. She always wore a discreet, diamond piercing in her right nostril, coupled with elegant earrings in each ear. She wore the Caffé's uniform, which was a simple yellow skirt, reaching to just above her knees, and a simple top to match it, in the same color. Her hair was gathered in a pony-tail slightly on the right side of the back of her head, the thick lock it made now swung over her shoulder, to creep down her chest instead. In many ways, she was the barbie she was pronounced to be.
 
Across the coffee shop was an ice cream parlor which had an outside patio. Sitting on the patio at on of the dozen tables was a young woman whom no one had seen before, and she was so unremarkable at the moment with her hoodie, baggy jeans, large sunglasses, and mouse brown hair that no one would remember her afterwards. She read the newspaper....or at least she appeared to.

In truth, this was a woman no one would want to mess with. She was fully trained in jujitsu and karate, and she had been in the military for a decade--had entered at 16 years of age so she could get away from her family. Sage Vanderbilt was in truth a muscular, slim woman with a C-cup bust, blue eyes, and a blonde pixie-cut that had grown out about two-inches. She wore a wig now to look less impressive. She also stood at 5'10", a bit tall for a woman, and that was without heels. A tribal Chinese-style dragon tattoo lay along the underside of her right arm, the tail starting at the first knuckle of her middle finger with the open maw ending at the crease of her elbow. She planned on having flames added to the rest of the underside of her arm.

Now that she was out of service, she was like a gun-for-hire, or a "convenience man" of sorts. She was hired for important tasks ranging from assassination to finding missing persons to beating the shit out of rapists. Only this time, she had been hired to kidnap a woman and turn her into a cockloving slut who could go more than a day without needing her next dose of cum--verbatim from the man who'd employed her. He was livid that the woman had broken up with him after all that he'd done for the bitch. He paid a hefty sum, a down payment with more to come if she performed to his tastes.

Blue eyes rolled behind dark shades. She'd been without a job for a while and was becoming bored. Otherwise, she would have immediately dismissed the case. She needed something to break the monotony, and fucking this bitch and training her into a good whore would certainly keep her entertained for a while.

Sage glanced at her watch. The shop would close soon, and then nightfall not long after that. Her subject was always the last to leave. That would be when Sage struck. She'd dose her with chloroform and drag her to the alley beside the coffee shop, then toss her into the black van she had waiting there, tie her up, and drive off. If all went well, it would only take ten minutes for her to be on the road once the twit left the building.
 
Anna sighed softly, as she folded the last bit of cloth for the cleaners over her arm, taking a moment to look around the shop. Everything as clean and pristine, as it'd always been, when ever she closed down. She'd been on the morning crew before, and she never liked arriving at a halfly done job. So she always made sure, everything was perfect for the ones who had to get up horribly early the next morning, and prepare for opening.
“See you tomorrow, Anna!” Waved the last of the cleaners, as she prepared to leave the shop, and Anna returned the wave, with a soft smile and a nod.
”See you Ally.” She replied, watching the other girl rush out the door, and out into the rest of the night, to enjoy her time off. Anna gave herself a moment, just resting and enjoying the peaceful loneliness of the emptied shop, before she head into the back, did the rest she needed there, before picking up the dirty cloth, that needed to go to the cleaners.

After closing the covers and curtains of the shops many windows, bringing in the signs, adverts and billboards outside, she locked the door and gazed down the street. There was usually no cars at this time, so she really had no need to. She then head across the road, carrying the large basket in front of her. She wore a thick fur coat, another nifty little thing she'd gotten from her former boyfriend, clearly far more expensive then what a woman with her job would own. She'd noticed the person seated at the patio by the renowned ice cream parlor, that'd been closed for long, but always left their chairs outside. But she didn't give the person much notice, seeing nothing special about him/her. So she continued to the cleaners, opening the door to the insides, where she just placed the basket in a specific location, where the cleaners would know that it was theirs. It was a deal the two shops had. This way, the cleaners knew this basket had to be ready before the next evening, where it would be brought back to the small café, and they would then be paid. A mutual agreement.

And finally, she was done. Making her way outside with a soft sigh, curling herself together in her fur coat, looking back and forth down the streets, before heading out over. She had to get to the small parking lot, not far from the café, so didn't exactly run. She was calm, and had no reasons to hurry. She finally had the day off, and certainly wasn't going to waste it, running around for no good reasons.
 
Sage had since moved to a side alley next to the shop. She watched intently as they closed up, and she had tensed when the Ally girl exited. She calmed once she realized that the girl wasn't her target. Her hand clenched around the cloth soaked with chloroform in her pocket.

When Anna finally came out and locked the final door, she nearly breathed a sigh of relief. The hired woman counted six steps before she emerged from her hiding spot. She silently stalked her, getting closer quickly with Anna's sedate pace.

It was almost too easy. She threw her arms around the shorter woman, pulling her in tight against her body. Her other hand forced the cloth over her nose and mouth so Anna had no choice but to breathe in the sedative. She made gentle shushing noises at the pathetic struggles and cries for help until Anna went limp.
 
Anna had barely noticed, that the person had moved, when she'd left the shop. She'd only somewhat seen the person through the shops windows, and hadn't exactly put much thought into it. So she merely went on her merry way, with little to no worries in her mind. Humming silently to herself, her eyes drifted back and forth in front of herself. She threw no gaze over her shoulders, so didn't see the person coming out behind her. But still, she got that strange feeling, as if someone was following her. Her ears, subconciously, caught the sound of the person behind her's footing, causing her to gaze lightly over her shoulder. She saw the person. Now almost running towards her. She gasped lightly, only half a second of a gasp went past her lips, before that whetted, unforgiving cloth covered her mouth.

That rotten smell of chloroform, grasped thoughtlessly at Anna's breath, causing her only to wince and wheeze more feverishly. Foolishly, she tried her best to remove the hand in front of her mouth, with her hands fumbling at Sage's arms, if they where even free to do so. She tried her best to kick shift and turn from side to side, and when it got most desperate, when the chloroform slowly started taking effect, her feet started trying to kick backwards. Muffled whimpers and groans got past the cloth, as she slowly started to realize how hopeless her struggle was, starting to hang more and more limply in Sage's arms. Whimpering cries where all that was expelled from her now, trying to look back at her attacker, as her eyes got heavier. Sheepishly she gave a few last wheezes and twitches in Sage's arms, before she finally fell limp, only her silent breath now expelling from her as she fell deep asleep.

Anna was an Angel when she slept. Completely silent, almost deadly so. Her lips where half shut, breath taken in through both her nose and mouth. The only things that really let others know she was alive, was the slight heaving of her chest, when ever she sucked in a sweet breath.
 
That had been almost too easy. Sage hummed to herself as she stuffed the cloth in her pocket and hefted the large-breasted female onto her shoulder and almost nonchalantly walked back to her car. She unlocked it and slid Anna into the back seat. Closing the door behind her, the tinted windows hid her as she proceeded to cut away her clothes with a pair of scissors until she lay naked.

Sage threw the clothes outside, as she had no use for them. She examined her pretty body, groping naked fake breasts. Then she ran a single finger over Anna's smooth, hairless pussy. The woman was surely beautiful. She would be so much fun to train and use.

The kidnapper tied Anna's arms behind her back, then knee to knee and ankle to ankle. She used duct tape to gag her and a handkerchief to blindfold her. Then she crawled to the front of the car and started it up. Sneaking out of town, she headed north and drove for two hours until she came to her country home. It looked normal from the outside, a single-story house with a barn and 40 acres of land. However, the house sat atop three underground levels that no one knew about, a secret lair. That was where she took Anna, to the bottom-most of them.
 
Completely unconscious, and without control of her surroundings, Anna could do nothing but hang upon the strangers shoulder. She didn't even know weather it was a woman, or a man who'd attacked her. Completely helpless in her arms, even before Anna was drugged, she was swept off her feet, with no worries attached. Didn't manage to scream or call for help. Didn't even manage to fight.
And as her body was robbed of clothes, again, Anna could do nothing to protest. Limp in the back of the kidnappers vehicle, her silent breath the only thing to fill the air, that wasn't produced by the kidnapper or the world around them. And with her hands tied, Anna lay sleeping in the back of the woman's vehicle.

As they arrived, Anna was still completely unconscious. Only when the back doors of the van was opened, and she was pulled outside by her kidnapper, did Anna start to wake. Still dizzy, and far too weak to do anything in her own defense, she was still thrown over the other woman's shoulder, like a sack of wheat. But hanging on the woman's shoulder, Anna's eyes dizzily started to part, trying to gaze around them and understand what was going on, but the blindfold stopped her. Even with sight, she'd find no closure. Her mind still foggy and numb, she still didn't move very much. But her hands had started gently tugging at the restraints, with little hope of actually freeing themselves. Anna moaned softly, her lips trying to part behind the gag,as to speak, wanting to ask and beg, but no words came out. Just incoherent mumbling and whimpering, behind the tape-gag. But even with those weak, silent whimpers, it was clear what she was doing. Begging. Her mind had been set straight enough now, that she realized she'd been stripped down. It caused her body to try and cringe, as if she was freezing. Although she wasn't, it still offered meager amounts of comfort, though it did nothing to hide anything, and she knew that. But she tried to grab onto hope and light in any way she could. For now, everything else seemed dark, and hopeless.
 
Sage came to a room with all sorts of sex toys, machines, BDSM tools, tables, chairs, and other such accessories. She set Anna down on a gynecologist's chair with the stirrups that raised and held a woman's legs apart. This one had straps to lock the body in place and a headrest which molded around the back of the subject's head.

The kidnapper removed the tape except for the gag and lifted Anna's legs until her feet were in the stirrups, legs spread wide and hips angled so both asshole and pussy were on display. She used the straps there to lock her feet in place so she couldn't close her legs. Her arms and wrists were simply strapped down to the back of the chair that support Anna's torso.

Once her captive was securely in place, Sage removed Anna's gag and smiled. She leaned over and licked her lips gently tweaking and punching her dazed captive, waiting for her to become more aware
 
There was still very little struggle, as Sage dumped the young woman into the chair. She writhed slightly, as her body was being manipulated, hands trying to reach out and stop what Sage's where doing. She still gave silent, muffled groans, as her body started stretching and writhing in the seat it was placed, as her eyes started more frantically blinking. Her eyes where still blurry, but she was starting to get afraid, so she tried her best to unblur them. But little did it help to make tiny blinks. Each time a new limb of her body was strapped in place, Anna pulled a bit against those restraints, groaning behind the gag once again. As the tape was remove, a silent, muffled whimper passed her lips, as she pinched her eyes, comfortably leaning her head back against the rest, as she arched her back.

And then, as the gag was removed, her eyes opened again, this time much less blurry, and with the ability to see Sage, as she started gently nudging the nude young woman, now greatly exposed within straps. And Anna's eyes shot open, as she immediately tried to press her legs together, and wrap her arms around herself, to cover the areas of her nude. But unable to, she instead whimpered and complained, eyes now focused up at sage, as her cheeks flourished a bright red.
"Wh.. What.. Are you doing? Where've you.. Brought me! And why!?" She started pulling, kicking and writhing a little more in her restrains, pretty much not making any difference, except making a few of them even tighter and more comfortable around her soft skin. Her eyes gazed back up to Sage's, as she whimpered a bit again, a tear shaping at the edge of one eye.
"Please.. Please, just let me go.. I.. I'm sorry, if I did something to wrong you.. Please.. Th.. This.. This isn't funny.."
 
"Shhh shhh shhh. Begging will get you nowhere," Sage said, grinning deviously. She slid her hand from the woman's throat down her body to her bared and exposed pussy. She rubbed the currently dry but soft and silky flesh there fondly, enjoying the flush of pink. "You are here because you wronged someone outside of myself. You are here for punishment as well as my pleasure." The blonde's eyes twinkled with an evil glint.

Stepping away, she approached a table with wheels and dragged it over. It had small electrical probes, anal beads, pussy pearls, clamps, glass buttplugs, and one flexible, pink dildo that was 14 inches in length. She allowed Anna to see it all, smirking deviously, her insides clenching heatedly at her captive's continued protests. She dragged over a wheely chair with no back--the kind doctors sat on when examining a patient--and sat in front of Anna between her forcibly spread legs.

"If you're a good girl," Sage commented casually, "it won't hurt. If you fight and tense up, it'll hurt worse, and I'll have to punish you for disobeying and resisting. Now we have to get you trained and ready for more cock. You like cock, don't you, Anna? I bet you want more than ever before. Don't you worry. I'll get you ready for it." As if it would be reassuring, she pet Anna's pussy very gently, enjoying the feel of her most intimate flesh.
 
Those, not so very much, calming words, could've been as soothing as a warm summer breeze, and it would've still not calmed down Anna, due to that devious grin upon the other woman's lips. Anna whimpered softly, as she felt Sage's fingers stroke down her exposed body, feeling goose bumps tickle down her flesh, as the fingers reached her abdomen.
“D.. Don't touch me! S.. Stop this!” She demanded, with a reluctantly hoarse voice, due to the rubbing of her sensitive flesh. She bit down hard on her lower lip, as to dull the moan that pressed against the back of her lips, to avoid showing any pleasure by the touch. As much as the touch felt pleasing, as it would always, the situation caused her body to tense and burn, with a sensation she hadn't felt before. This helplessness and sense of fear, was causing slight pearls to curl from the edges of her eyes.

Her bright eyes watched as Sage pulled the table closer, her body tensing up with a sense of dread, as her body started pulling against it's restrains once more, her lips giving a soft whimper once again.
“Wh.. Who ever I've wronged... It.. It can't possibly make me deserve.. This!? Kidnapped, chained and humiliated in.. In a filthy basement! Please! D.. Don't do this!” She plead once again, pulling harder against the restraints, as Sage sat down between her legs, wanting to close them and deny access.

Sage's words caused another shiver down her body, and the gentle petting of her flesh made it no less humiliating. Anna whimpered again, continuing to resist her restraints.
“Come on! D.. Don't.. Do this, I.. Sure, I enjoy the company of men, if that's what your fishing for... Is.. Is that.. What this is about? Did.. Did he set me up to this!?” She knew he'd been angry with her, and quite heavily so, but this was on a whole new level of angry, that couldn't possibly be it. With all the attention, and the guilty excitement she felt of being exposed this way, she felt herself getting moist between her legs, her eyes pinching in denial at the thought, as she violently pulled against her restraints once again. “Let me go!”
 
Sage clicked her tongue in disapproval. "Well, it looks like I'm going to have to silence you. I do love the sound of protests, but you are just too annoying right now." Sage stood and began to undress. She stuffed three fingers inside Anna's mouth as she undressed with the other hand. "I think you know what I could do to you if you bite, so watch those teeth, Anna." She smirked and kicked off her pants.

Her cock was long and hard and quite surprising to find on a woman. She smirked at the surprise on Anna's face, even as she stretched her fingers out to touch the back of Anna's throat, making her gag but not throw up. Those noises were so beautiful. She reached over to the table and grabbed the long, pink dildo. As quickly as possible, she swapped her hand out for the dildo, forcing it in Anna's mouth and down her throat. Now all Anna could do was gag, gurgle, moan, and cry. Far better than her annoying pleas.
 
The thread caused Anna to narrow her eyes slightly, and give a soft whimper. She pulled a bit at the restrains, seconds before she felt Sage's fingers go in her mouth. She groaned, at first, in protest, trying to turn her head away from the fingers. And just as Sage gave another thread, Sage would've felt the shining teeth press against her fingers. But she didn't bite down, only nibbled slightly. She was clearly considering it, growling softly around the fingers in her mouth. Then as she felt the fingers play deeper down her throat, Anna fought the sensation, thinking it'd probably just please her torturer. But the more she tried to avoid it, the worse it got, finally gagging softly with a silent, pleading cry.

When her eyes looked up towards her, they caught a glimpse of Sage's tool, causing the bright eyes to widen in surprise. A short moment of panic struck her, as she gazed back up to Sage. And as the fingers where removed, she instantly tried to plea, getting only half a word out, before the dildo was stuffed down her throat, to replace the fingers. Sage could push it down pretty far, before Sage's throat started to react in a negative manor. It was evident she could swallow the pink plastic down pretty far, until the gagging started, and then even more so before she started convulsing. The blue eyes gazed towards Sage with pleas, as her body twitched and pulled at the restraints. Soft moaning cries passed around the dildo, as the woman tried to turn her face away from the uncomfortable object.
 
Sage laughed in delight and grabbed her soft, thick hair, stilling her thrashing head. She firmed up her grip on the 14inch toy, then began to fuck the girl's throat. "That's a good bitch. Take that dick. I know you'd rather have real cock, but that's something you have to work for." She twisted the toy in her throat, then shoved it a little deeper.

After a few minutes, Sage pulled out the dildo. As Anna struggled and gasped for air, she leaned over and spat inside the little slut's mouth. "Swallow," she commanded. Her entire demeanor was commanding and serious. Anyone could tell that there would be hell to pay if a direct order was disobeyed. She spat in Anna's mouth again, followed quickly by stuffing the dildo back inside her gaping orifice.
 
Anna cried out, as her head was positioned still, following the cry with a soft moaning, that'd almost seem exciting, if it hadn't been for her desperate attempts ti ignore that. There where some deep, disturbing sensation, she got out of this. A pleasure, she couldn't really describe, nor one she'd enjoy having. Her wrists struggled a bit more, as Sage started thrusting the dildo down her throat, causing the woman to gag softly again. The twisting down her throat, caused her to pinch her eyes, moan and whimper. The moaning was getting more uncontrollable, and it tread through the crying more often now.

And finally, when the dildo was pulled out, Ann gasped and breathed deeply. She cried out a few times, before she taste the spit against the back of her throat. She couldn't actually do anything but swallow it, causing her to whimper once again, gazing back up towards Sage. "P.. Please.. N.. No more.." She begged, looking up to her with a pleading expression. But there where something growing in her eyes, quite unexpected. There where some excitement in this, that she couldn't quite ignore. And it was causing her to groan softly, twitching and squirming where she where tied down.
 
Sage chuckled and forced yet another inch into her bitch's throat. "Yes, I know, darling. This fake cock really isn't what you want. You want a big, hard, hot, throbbing cock that spews sperm, don't you? You want it to suck it until that hot seed pours down your throat to the point of threatening to drown you, don't you, you little whore? Yeeees you do." On the last sentence, she used her grip on all that blonde hair to force her to nod, the dildo changing angles and make her gurgle and gag more.

The blonde woman released the bimbo's hair and reached down to test between her legs. Her fingers rubbed the soft, smooth flesh of the unused pussy. From her close watching of the girl, she had seen that she hadn't been fucked in at least a month. This little whore twat must be aching for some action by now. After all, bimbos needed cock. How long could one last without a big dick pounding so far into their snatch they could taste the head in their throat?
 
She gurgled and gagged as Sage twirled and changed angles with the dildo. She whimpered as she was forced to nod, the pain of the pulling causing her toes to curl, and her abdomen to burn. There where still something about this, she just couldn't ignore. Why was it burning like this? Why was some of the things Sage said, true? The heat between her legs became more and more evident, as the smooth flesh started turning moist and wet.
And once Sage's fingers met the wet slit, Anna moaned a bit more hoarse, as her legs twitched, and she looked back up towards Sage.

"Please.. Y.. You've.. Made your point.. Please, stop." She shook her head a few times, clenching the muscles of her abdomen, the more Sage teased her. Her head started shaking, as it dropped backwards a bit, crying moans filling the room around them.
 
"Ohhhh but look at this little pussy," she crooned, as if sincerely sympathetic. "It's lonely and needy. You've been neglecting this poor pussy, haven't you? It needs to be fed cock on a regular schedule, bitch." She stuck two fingers inside, moaning at the tight clutching walls inside. "So tight. How long has it been since you had a nice big throbbing piece of man meat in here?" She used the wet end of the dildo to tap against Anna's clitty.

"Far too long. Let me see if I can fix that for you." With that, she removed her fingers and began stuffing the 14-inch fake phallus up inside Anna's twat. She laughed as she saw a small bulge in that flat tummy from the length of the fake dick sliding inside. "Look at that. You may be tight as vice, but you take that did so well." Sage stuffed it in as far as it would go, then grabbed the duct tape. She taped across her pussy vertically and horizontally twice to make sure that the toy would stay in.

Finally, Sage sat back to admire her handiwork. The woman was beautiful as she squirmed and tried to fuck a cock that wasn't moving, just resting inside her. Her breasts bounced and jiggled, nipples hard and rosy.
 
"Nngh.. M.. My.. Sexual life, i.. Isn't.. Any of y.. your.. Business.. Y.. You.. Witch.." Anna hissed, with a soft sneer, which was quickly drowned by a soft moan, as she felt the two fingers push inside of her. Her back arched as much as it could, her head tilting back as she twitched and dragged at the restraints, as her walls tightened around the fingers once again. She bit down at her lips, looking up to Sage as she spoke again, whimpering silently. Her gaze had changed from being completely uncomfortable, to having signs of both fight, pleasure and deep thoughts. She was trying to figure out why she was enjoying this so much, and why she'd replaced crying with moaning.
She gasped as Sage brought the dildo closer to her crotch, sneering as it was stuffed inside her, her back arching, but the crying had stopped. The moaning, too. She kept herself as silent as she possibly could, trying her best to keep herself silently. A battle, she was slowly failing.

As Sage sat back and observed, Anna's eyes moved towards her, narrowed tightly together with a sneering stare. That, until her body could take no more, and she had to give a soft moan, her body pulling at the restraints. SHe started arching her back and twitching where she lay, her body trying it's best to adapt to the thick object, lodged inside it.
"Aa.. Ah.. T.. Take it out.. Please, take it out!"
 
"Mmmmm.....no." She grinned and stood. Then she climbed up onto the chair, bringing into clear sight the 18inch cock dangling between her legs. "Look, baby, what do you think of this monster, hm?" She tapped the puffy collagen-filled lips with the head of her monsterdick, smearing precum on the soft pillowy, fuck-me-please lips. She smirked.

Cupping the sides of Anna's head, she squeezed her cheeks until her mouth popped open. Then she forced the giant slab of meat into her mouth, easily sliding six inches in. "Taste that dick, Anna. You like that? You remember how good it tastes? How good it felt to just lay there or sit on your knees and let a big strong man fuck your face until your jaw was sore and your lips were swollen?"
 
Anna gulped silently, when she saw Sage getting up, her lower body still twitching and stirring at the invading object. She whimpered again, as Sage crawled up on the chair, her eyes widening at the sight again, before she pinched her eyes closed and turned her face away, shaking her head several times. Her soft rump pressed down against the chair bellow her, due to the pleasure between her legs, as her toes started tightly curling together. Her fingers tightened small fists as well.
"N.. No." She begged, trying her best not to let the huge member tap against her lips. She didn't taste it yet, managing to avoid it, while doing her best to ignore what Sage said.

But when she felt Sage's hands grab at her head again, she sealed her lips tightly together, as she tried to shake her head, mumbling sounds that could be read as 'no's. She wasn't ready for her to press her fingers in, so she easily forced Anna's jaws apart, forcing her to open her mouth, giving out a plea of no, before the member was stuffed inside her mouth. She continued to whimper, as her body stirred, turned and squirmed bellow Sage. But for all she tried to avoid the member, the more of Sage's precum she ended up swallowing down. And all whilst doing so, added suction around the head of Sage's member. Her eyes pinched closed, as she felt the precum pouring down her throat. And she liked it. She would never admit it. But something about the taste, caused her to shiver and give up a few pleased moans.
 
"Oh yeah, I hear that, you little bitch," Sage cackled. "You like the taste of my cock? How about that precum, hm? You like my babybatter? Well don't worry, bimbo. You'll get plenty of it soon. If you're a good whore, maybe I'll keep you for myself rather than sell you on the black market, hm? But you have to be a good girl."

The strong abductor shoved another few inches inside Anna's mouth, finding the back of her throat again. She held her firmly and forced her way in, loving her desperate, somewhat pained gags and gurgles. She'd get this bitch trained until she couldn't go more than an hour with big hard throbbing cockflesh in her holes. The customers would be so pleased!

"Oh, what, Anna? Are you having a hard time down there?" she asked when Anna started squirming, trying to shake the cock out of her mouth and throat. "Don't worry, sweetheart. Only eight more inches to go!" She gave a particularly hard thrust, getting up to 12 inches. Anna's esophagus convulsed around her, and she groaned in pleasure.
 
Again, Anna tried to cry out no, but only muffled groans and gurgles got out past Sage's massive member. She wanted so desperately not to like this, but already she remembered the taste, so fondly. She still wanted to ignore this fact, but she'd liked the taste of her former boyfriend. She'd liked to please him. Whenever, he had the time for it. That was problem she'd run away from. The only time they spend together, where used on her, trying to form up a conversation. There where months between sex, and when ever it was there, he didn't provide the way she'd liked. She'd liked, back when he'd taken her, rough and thoroughly. Sure, she enjoyed the warmth and pleasure of normal sex, but it just wasn't enough for her every time, even less so with the rarity of it. She'd missed pleasing him, when he took control. He'd stopped doing so.

But now. No, now she didn't want to show pleasure. This was rape! This was wrong! Kidnapping! At least, that's what she kept telling herself in her mind. That she should not find any pleasure in this.

When Sage started pressing deeper, her eyes widened widely, and she gagged roughly around the other woman's member. It was uncomfortable. It was rough. Too hard. Or just as hard as it should be. A mixture of these feelings ran through her mind, when she felt Sage force it even deeper, in one strong thrust, causing her to gurgle even louder, gagging around Sage's member, as her body squirmed, and her throat convulsed around Sage's member. Sage was pushing against Anna's limits, and it became clear she wasn't quite ready for this much yet, as her gag reflex threatened to make her vomit. Her eyes looked up to Sage, now with more begging and pleading features. Now, she clearly wanted it to stop. She didn't want to vomit. She didn't want to disappoint.
 
Sage pulled out of her slut's mouth and throat. She allowed her cock to rest against Anna's face, allowing her to feel the weight and smell the intoxicating musk as she breathed deeply. "You will call me Mistress, all right, Anna? And you will learn to beg for my cock. That's it, deep breaths. See how nice I'm being? I could have made you throw up all around me while I force this giant dick all the way inside you."

The captor shifted a little and tapped the trapped dildo inside her cunt with her foot. "How are you doing down there? Not ready to come, are you? I can't have you coming without permission, you know." She tapped it again and again, watching the slight movement and vibration drive her bimbo-in-training crazy.
 
As it was pulled out, Anna gave one last uncomfortable gag, feeling herself on the verge of vomiting. But she didn't. She held it back with that gag, gulping and swallowing afterwards as she closed her eyes and coughed a few times. She could still feel the weight of Sage's cock against her face, as she continued to silently gulp and swallow. She wanted, so desperately, to push away any pleased thoughts that ran through her mind. Any thought of excitement and acceleration in this situation. But she could hardly manage that, anymore. Her eyes slowly opened again, just in time to by shot wide open, when sages foot started tampering with the dildo's position. Anna moaned loudly, her back arching as she whimpered and gulped once again. Sages humiliating words, caused Anna to pinch her eyes again, as her cheeks flared up. She was certainly giving signs, that she was finding some sort of enjoyment in the situation. Her nipples where hardening, and what had been groans of discomfort, was starting to turn into moans of pleasure.

"P.. Please.. D.. Don't.." She whispered silently, before looking up towards Sage, still with one eye pinched shut. "F.. Fine.. M.. Mistress.. Wh.. What ever y.. You say.. J.. Just please.. Make it.. Stop.. Mistress.." She agreed to giving her that name, but didn't use it as if Sage was superior. Only used it, as if she thought it could help it stop.
 
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