When a life changes...(Orms and submissivesissykitty)

She stood before the mirror looking at the outfit she was wearing. It was not something she would ever imagine her wearing. Why did Kaitlyn listen to Rebecca? Why oh why did she agree to this? Granted it is halloween but this was just not her, and way too much. By too much it was way too little. Kaitlyn tried to make the short skirt's length grow by sheer will but failed in the attempt. She looked at the tight dress and high heels and knee-high stockings. This was not her but maybe she should get out of her shell and try new things.


Kaitlyn stood there at the bar feeling very inadequate. Becca was on the dance floor doing what she did best. Dancing and flirting. Kaitlyn was not like that and had already turned down more than a few advances. She could not take it anymore and left the club. She stormed out the door and stood out on the side walk waiting for a taxi. The street was dark and empty. She looked up and down the street. Mmmm...her dorm is not really that far away. Perhaps it would be prudent to walk and try catch a taxi on the way. She began walking down the dark street back home...but home was a place she would never see again...

Brian was waiting outside for anyone who may be alone. He had a thing for taking unsuspecting girls and turning them in slaves. He loved the idea of making girls helpless and used for one thing, pleasing him. He saw Kaitlyn walking alone down the dark road he slowly fillowed behind her not making me noise.

He smirked and grabbed a rag from his pocket and ran up behind her placing it over her face. It wasn't long before she passed out. He took the girl to his car and drove home. Once home he stripped her naked and placed her on a metal table arms and legs spread restrained to the table. He smiled looking at his new catch "time to wait for her to wake up" he said sitting in a chair waiting.

She felt a strong hand grab her from behind and a smelly cloth placed over her face. She struggled and squirmed and screamed into the cloth making more of the fumes flow down her throat. Soon her limbs felt heavy and her vision dimmed to blackness.

Slowly her eyes began to flutter open. She felt cold and heavy. She tried to stand up but it felt like she was tied down. She shook her head guessing that it was from drowsyness. She looked around and saw she was in a gloomy room, on a metal table...and she was naked. She screamed and began to buck and thrash but found her wrists and legs were bound down to the table. She was bound spread so her body was exposed and vulnerable. She thrashed and screamed. That was when she noticed the man sitting on a chair.

"The the frak is happening? Who are you? Let me the frak go?" she screamed.