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THE TAKING OF SARA.....(Danielle and Slutlike me)

DangerousDanielle2

Supernova
Joined
Apr 17, 2017
Location
semi civilsed
Wilma got everything ready....whips and riding crops hung neatly on one wall, a vast assortment of ballgags, rope, handcuffs and leather restraints on another. In the cabinet was a neatly arranged variety of dildos, vibrators, plugs and strap on harnesses. In the middle of the basement--turned dungeon was a table with restraints on all 4 corners....

Wilma had been watching....well, ok, more like stalking--a very hot looking 22 year old brown eyed beauty named Sara and tonight the brunette would be hers.
She got into her van and sped off, turning off the headlights when she arrived at the girl's house. She lit a cigarette and waited until the bedroom lights went out. Giving the girl time enough to fall asleep, Wilma crept around back. Yeah, the back door was locked. Jiggling the window over the kitchen sink she discovered much to her satisfaction that it was unlocked.
Quietly pushing it open, she crawled through the window, making sure to bring her bag of supplies with her. She'd been watching Sara for quite a while and knew she wasn't a wallflower....she excercised so Wilma knew the timing had to be perfect.
Finally getting to the bedroom, she pushed open the door. There the brunette beauty was, sound asleep, wearing only panties and a t shirt.
Digging into the bag, she brought out pair of panties and the duct tape, along with a set of handcuffs and some rope.

Wilma suddenly attacked, quickly stuffing the panties in Sara's mouth and sealing it shut with the duct tape, pinning her down while reaching behind and cuffing the girl's hands behind her. As the girl struggled, she tied her ankles together, then sat on the side of the bed watching her struggle....
 
It was Friday night and unlike most people her age, Sara was headed home instead of hitting the bar scene. Normally, Sara was a slave to the gym and religiously went for 1-2 hours, 5 days a week. She decided today was not one of those days. She had an extremely exhausting week at work. Two people had quit and she had to take up the slack.

Sara arrived home rather quickly. Traffic was light today. She parked her Honda Civic in the driveway and jogged up the stairs to her front door. Her house was quaint and not really hers. She rented it from her brother-in-law.

She took her shoes off and put them in the bin by the door. She walked toward the kitchen, stripping off her clothes as she walked. Leaving only her panties on, she stacked the pile of dirty laundry on the washing machine.

Sara made a quick smoothie. Bananas, strawberries, and kiwi. She gulped it down, washed her blender and her glass, then took the stairs up to her room.

It was barely 8 o'clock and Sara could hardly keep her eyes open. She plugged her phone into the charger and set it down on the nightstand. 'No alarms tomorrow.', she thought.

Sara walked over to her dresser and pulled out her favorite Pink Floyd t shirt. She slipped it over her head. The fabric felt soft against her nipples. She climbed in under the covers and was asleep before her head hit the pillow.

Sara was abruptly awoken by something being shoved into her mouth. She was being attacked! Her mouth was now covered by duct tape. Whoever was doing this was strong and precise. Sara barely comprehended what was happening and her wrists were already behind her back in cuffs. The attacker bound her by her ankles as well. Sara struggled to get out. Struggled to make noise. Sara was confused and helpless, and her Pink Floyd shirt was torn apart, unsalvageable.
 
Wilma enjoyed it more when a victim struggled, the more they fought, the more it aroused her.
She took the knife in the bag and sliced off the girl's shirt and panties. MMmmm, she was sooo looking forward to playing with this one....
She reached into the bag and brought out 4 belts and secured the struggling girl. One around her ankles, one around her thighs, another around her waist and the last one tight just under her tits. Tightening all the straps, she was now totally immobile.
"go ahead, fight all you want," she said. "Matter of fact, let me give you something that will make you struggle more...."

Wilma brought out a huge dildo, 2 feet long by 5 inches wide. Without a drop of lube, she rammed it in the girl's cunt, pushing and twisting it to add more agony to her struggle. The girl's body felt like it wouldn't be able to take it more than half way in, but Wilma wasn't satisfied.
"Your'e cunt's gonna swallow this if we have to stay here all night," she said as she cotinued to push and twist the monster....finally only about 5 inches protruded out.

Wilma sat on the side of the bed, enjoying the show as her captive moved and wriggled around. Finally, she turned the girl over on her belly.
"This will hurt you more than me," she said, taking off her clothes and putting on the strap on harness, a foot long dildo swinging from the middle. Grabbing the girl's hips, she lunged, burying the dong deep in the girl's tight ass....
 
Sara struggled to release herself from the restraints. It was no use. Her attacker had bound her too tightly. She hadn't yet seen her attacker, but she could tell he was strong. She could hear a knife cutting through the fabric of her panties and her favorite shirt. The knife caught a touch of skin near her breasts, drawing a bit of blood, and perforating her pale skin.

Her attacker began to bind her further. Binding her ankles, thighs, and waist, with what seemed to be a series of belts. The last belt, binding just below her tits, found it's final resting place on her new cut.

"go ahead, fight all you want," she said. "Matter of fact, let me give you something that will make you struggle more...." Sara heard her attackers voice for the first time.. 'A woman?!?!?', Sara was taken aback at this sudden revelation.

Sara saw her attacker pull out what appeared to be a ridiculously large dildo. The only place you would see a dildo this size was in a porn, but this one was in her bedroom. Sara screamed in pain when the gigantic dildo breached her cunt. Her attacker struggled to coax the dildo into Sara's body.

Sara's attacker flipped her over onto her belly with ease. This woman was strong. Stronger than Sara even. Sara saw her attacker put on a strap on harness and pull out another ridiculously huge dildo. This one was smaller than the two foot dildo in her cunt, but still huge nonetheless.

The dildo tore her asshole as her attacker began violently fucking her. The pressure inside her body was immeasurable. Sara could smell blood now, presumably for her ripped anus. The dildo in her cunt now seemed to be pushing on her lungs. She could hardly breathe, her body was so full.

Sara repeatedly tried to scream, but the gag muffled her voice. She had to come up with a plan. She felt so helpless.
 
Wilma grabbed the girl's waist even tighter and buried the dildo deep in her tight ass...she knew she was stretching her ass, filling it....she disconnected the dildo from the harness, leaving her now with objects deep in both holes.
Wilma took a length of rope, secured it to the belt nearest the girl's pussy, secured it tight down between her legs in a crotch harness, the rope trapping the dildos inside her, giving her no hope of pushing out the invaders.

"Time to take you home," she said....bringing out a syringe loaded with a milky white liquid, Wilma injected the girl.
"It is a quick acting drug," she explained as the girl became drowsy....

Soon Sara passed out. Wilma carried her into the back seat of her car and drove off to her house. In the bedroom was a thick wooden beam traveling the length of the ceiling. Wilma undid the girl's arms, tied her wrists together and pulled her arms up over her head, securing the rope to the beam. As she pulled on the rope, the girl slowly rose off the floor, dangling about 6 inches from the floor. She still was bound tightly by all the belts and there was no hope for escape.
 
Sara couldn't move. She continued to struggle, but knew it was pointless. The girl who was attacking her unhinged herself from the dildo she was fucking her with. Leaving it inside her cunt. Her attacker pulled out some rope and finagled it around her thighs. Amazingly this kept both dildos in Sara. She was impressed but disgusted. 'What the fuck was this woman going to do with her?!?'

Sara saw the girl pull a syringe from her bag. It was already filled with a white substance. It kind of reminded Sara of Dexter. The girl took the lid off the syringe and told Sara, 'It is a quick acting drug...'. 'Noooooo!', Sara tried to scream, but she was still gagged. No words escaped her mouth.

Sara passed out quickly.

Sara started to stir and tried to open her eyes. She could feel a very strong pull on her shoulders. She felt as if she was floating. Sara was disoriented, tired, and still full up from the dildos inside her. She realized This was not her apartment. Where was she? She couldn't see the girl anywhere and she was bound so tightly she could hardly move. She was still gagged so trying to tell was pointless. Sara was still feeling drowsy and before she knew it, she had fallen back asleep.
 
Wilma undressed and got into bed, propping her hands behind her back and enjoying her new bedroom decoration, lightly swaying from the beam. Her fuck toy was still knocked out, so playing with her wouldn't be fun yet. Wilma preferred her captives to be fully awake so they would struggle and put up a good, but useless fight.

Morning came, and Wilma woke, yawning and stretching her arms. Today was going to be a busy day.....she planned on breaking her new slave.
"Wake up slave!," she called out with her black leather riding crop in hand. Wearing only a pair of panties, Wilma went over to the dangling slave and began whipping her with the crop, across her tits, belly, pussy and ass.....
"your name no longer has any meaning," she said as she continued whipping the girl. "from now on, your name will be slut or slave and you will address me as Mistress or Madame Wilma. Nod your head if you understand....you are my sex slave, my fuck toy. You are my prisoner and there will be no possibility of escape...."
 
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