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The Burglar (Ms. Tonictessy and CindyHarrison)

Ap, ril wasn't about to explain to her rapist why she agreed to be fucked.....the only taking she planned to do once the gag was removed was a lot of screaming for help.
What complicated things was that despite the voice screaming in her head to keep up a constant fight, her body---or at least the lower portion of it---had it's own agenda. She did feel the telltale wetness before she came...
Being anally raped was another matter....it was one thing that both her body and her mind agreed on, that being she wanted no part in it. While her rapist focused on deep drilling her ass she never felt so humiliated, so used.....when Heather finally pulled out, she left cum juice dribbling out of the girl's ass.
April weakly nodded her head.....maybe, just maybe if she cooperated her rapist might chnage her mind about kidnapping her.....
 
"That's a good girl. My good girl." Heather purred. She once again switched back to being tender and loving, she laid down next to April and gave her body soothing caresses and touches with a gentle hand and an adoring look. She seemed content to just kiss and lick at April's skin as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her until an hour or so passed and the battery on both dildos ran low. She reached down and turned them off, then gently eased them out. The wand was unplugged, but left on. "I don't want to rip the tape off while you're over sensitized. You just let me know when you're calmed down and ready for it, ok baby?" Heather cooed, caressing April's cheek.
 
April laid there helplessly as her intruder laid down next to her. The young captive was too busy gently flopping around, moaning and groaning while waves of forced orgasms continued to flow through her body. She felt the woman's tongue explore her shaking, trembling flesh as she wriggled around but could do nothing about it....even trying to scoot away was out of the question so long as her body was being wracked by one climax after another.

Finally the woman pulled out the egg and dildo, both dripping with nectar. April laid there panting, saliva dripping from the gag, sweating......
 
"Oh, silly me. You're too weak and fucked out to think, aren't you? I'll just let you rest." Heather reached into her bag for a final item: a syringe full of amber liquid. Before April had a chance to thrash or panic, Heather slid the needle into April's thigh and compressed the plunger until all of the drug was in April's system. "That should let you sleep for a while, baby." Heather purred. Once she was absolutely sure that it had taken full effect and April was unconscious, or at least too drugged out to move, she pulled the ball gag out, untied her wrists, ripped off the tape, and packed her toys back up, including the camera and ropes.
Heather pushed into the soaking wet pussy one last time for a quick breeding before they had to go. It was quick and harsh and careless, and ended with yet another huge load of seed dumped inside April's womb. Panting, Heather maneuvered April's body so she was curled up and could fit inside the duffle bag.
It was still an hour or two until dawn, so Heather had plenty of time to carry April to her car, toss the bag into the trunk, and drive somewhere where the pretty girl would never be seen again.
 
For a moment it seemed that April might be lucky....her intruder was showing a soft side, making April think it might mean she would be let go and her assailant would leave for the night. That however was not meant to be.....
The captive saw the syringe, shaking her head in protest shortly before she felt the needle penetrate her skin.
April laid there like a rag doll, unable to move on her own. She wasn't comatose but totally helpless. She watched as the ballgag was removed, her wrists untied and everything was being put away.

She saw her assailant mount her but it felt as if it was only her body there, as if she was watching the act as a spectator.....she didn't even feel the last huge load of sperm as it was depositied deep in her womb.
Her mouth wasn't working as she saw a large black canvass duffel bag like the kind sports people used.....she saw the woman unzip the bag, bent April's body into a tight fetal position and suddenly everything was getting dark....she faintly heard the sound of the zipper closing, trapping her naked body inside the bag. She wanted to thrash, to wriggle, to kick and claw her way out but the drug kept her from moving. All she could do was lay there, wondering where she was being taken.
 
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