This is part 2 of the story of how Anne was taken by Lord Steele in revenge of the death of his niece Lory Walker. The Anne stories are actually based on one of my long time partners that wanted both the actual experience as well as a story to go with it. It was a challenging request and over time I have changed and edited these stores to make them more interesting (at least to me) and I have only recently released these stories as a memorial and memory of someone that was one of a kind.
Enjoy
Lord Steele
As awareness slowly returned to Anne so did various sensations, some very unfamiliar and others unexpected. For one, there was something very large that completely filled her mouth. It pressed her tongue to the bottom of her mouth. There was just enough movement possible for Anne to recognize the shape and the plastic taste told her is was a very large cock gag. It filled her mouth from front to back, there was no way she could expel the large cock from her mouth because something was pushing on it from the front and Anne could not move her jaw. In fact, Anne was also blind, she could feel the soft pads pressing against her eyes and there were more pads covering her ears. There was something in her ears which along with the pads completely blocked all sound. The only thing she heard was her breathing and her rapid heartbeat as the fear started to rise in her.
Anne knew she had to remain calm. Her nose was also blocked so her only source of air was the small hole in the mouth gage. If she panicked she would never be able to take in enough air to keep from passing out and there was a lot more happening than the hood very tightly enclosing her head like a second shin. Anne took stock of her situation and could feel the stiff collar around her neck, it not only made sure the hood would not be coming off but it went from collar bone to chin and prevented her from moving her head at all.
Next Anne could feel the bands around her wrists being held behind her back, using her fingers she could tell these were steal bands around her wrists with a short chain between the cuffs. The same feeling just above her elbows told Anne that her arms were very securely bound behind her back. This explained the other unexpected sensation. Anne was naked and the way her arms were bound caused her tits to stick out prominently. Anne knew she was naked because there was a slight breeze hitting her nipples and pussy. She was on full display and the slut in her was betraying her causing her arousal to grow the more she contemplated her situation, for a second she imagined herself on full display in front of her captor. His eyes hungrily looking at all her most private parts waiting for the right moment to take her and use her as his toy.
Anne shook her head and more felt than heard the heavy chains that linked her hood to somewhere above holding her head erect. Anne could also feel the chains that linked the cuffs together and to the collar she was wearing. The panic started to return as Anne realized just how helpless she was. Anne’s legs were spread wide and there were tight cuffs above her knees and on her ankles. She was also wearing boots that covered her legs from her crotch to her feet. Her feet were forced into a point and Anne realized that she was wearing skin tight ballet boots. Anne was glad to be on her knees and not her toes. Anne was trapped in very tight steel and chain bondage. It was solid and unmoving. Anne could not even struggle she was pinned like some object on her knees with her head held tightly in a submissive way.
“Hello Anne” the voice in her ears suddenly said, it so startled Anne that she jumped in her chains and let out a gagged squeal. Immediately pain exploded from her nipples and ass. The electrical shock was strong and deeply cut into the very fabric of her being. It seem to go on for hours but only lasted a few seconds. When the shock stopped Anne realize she had not taken a breath and was now struggling for air. Anne wanted to whimper but stopped herself. Clearly there was a microphone at her throat and not knowing just how sensitive it was decided not to make any sound less she have to endure another shock.
“Excellent Anne” said the familiar voice, “Very good indeed, you are a fast learner most slaves have to get shocked 3 or 4 times before they make the connection between sound and pain.” The shock had cleared the last fuzzy bits from Anne’s brain and everything was now in very share focus. It was Kory who had been kind to her on the beach and offered her water and had brought her to the most incredible orgasm she had experience in a long time. Who was he and what did he want with her.
“I am sure you have a lot of questions so let me explain” said the voice. “You are not the only pretty young girl to come to attention, there are lots of beautiful sexy young women like you, who come here looking for a private place to sun bath away from the leering men. I allow you to come and get comfortable, I protect you from onlookers and other people. You have been under carful observation from the very first day you came here. I took your picture and sent it out to some friends of mine who will pay top dollar to own you as their personal slave. Once a buyer chooses you they pay a deposit, I capture them, put them into a hood and ballet crotch boots like you are wearing then chain you to the inside if a heavy cage. The cage will be placed into a special crate that has 6 inches of sound proof foam and a lead shield so no one can hear you and you will be hidden from airport scanners. To further make sure you don’t try to call for help a sound detecting system will deliver a very powerful shock to your nipples and ass. There are also electrodes at your throat that will paralyze your vocal cords also preventing you from making any sound. This is only used if you continue to struggle and make noise once you are all packed up. We don’t like using this as long term exposure will destroy your lovely voice and you will be silent for the rest of your life.”
“Well it is time to pack you up and get you ready to be shipped to you new owner” said the voice. Anne wanted to scream but controlled herself not wanting to endure another shock. “By the way” the voice continued “the earbuds you are wearing will be use to prepare you for your new life as a slave. You will be treated to a constant stream of reminders that you are a sex slave, you exist only to please your new Master. I hope you enjoy your trip and say hi to your new Master for me. I hear he is very dominate and demanding. He will much enjoy breaking you to his will. Good bye Anne, good luck in your new life, the sooner you accept it the sooner your will start to enjoy this new life.”
Once again Anne heard a chuckle from Kory, as she felt the walls of the crate surround the cage. Soon the voice in her ears changed to her own voice telling her she was a sex slave, a horny cunt and her mouth, pussy and ass belonged to her new Master and Owner. Anne knew she should be afraid and sad about what was to happen. Anne would never see her family again and they would never know what happened to her but what really surprised Anne was that instead of crying about what was happening, her pussy was swollen and dripping with desire. Anne was very horny and wanted to be fucked hard or at the very least fingered again. Anne was starting a new life, one she had no idea what it was going to be like but one her pussy wanted to fully explore.
To Be Continued