Taken! By Master Ivan

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Taken!

By Master Ivan

She was cramped, practically rolled up into a ball. She could see nothing, but knew she was confined. She was kneeling, painfully, on what felt like iron bars. She felt other bars pressing in against her sides and down on her back, like a vise. Even trying to raise her head, she felt bars in front of her.

She felt herself swaying slightly, and she realized she was hanging in a tiny cage. Worse, as she felt the steel against her flesh, she realized she was naked, her wrists cuffed behind her back. From the ache in her limbs, she might have been confined for hours.

Her mouth was filled. The object filling it was rubber, and to her humiliation, she found it was shaped like a cock. She found she could not eject it from her mouth; it was strapped in somehow.

She felt pressure on her head. She deduced she was wearing something made of rubber, strapped on tightly, covering half her face, blindfolding her. She realized the lights were probably on, and she could be seen in her naked confinement but couldn’t see out.

Where was she? The last she remembered, she had checked into a small, seedy hotel in Hamburg, Germany, intending to stay the night and fly out in the morning for the mideast. She had ordered a drink sent to her room, drank it down and collapsed into bed, exhausted. Obviously, the drink had been drugged. She awoke naked, bound, caged.

The voices startled her. She heard little through the rubber covering her ears and understood nothing. The language was unfamiliar to her. But she understood the laughter. They were watching her awaken, enjoying her captivity. She moaned, trying to form words, but only produced muffled grunts as her mouth worked futilely against the cock-gag.

She was startled by footsteps. Someone walked behind her; no, two of them. Suddenly, she felt fingers on her ass. Someone was forcing a finger into her ass, between the bars. She screamed around her gag. There was renewed laughter, but the finger remained.

Then, it was removed. Seconds later, the finger returned to her ass, now applying a lubricant. Realizing their intentions, she screamed again and once more heard laughter in response. She attempted to move away, but the cage confined her completely, wedging her ass against the bars.

Suddenly, she was aware of something else nudging her ass. It wasn’t a finger this time; it was something larger. It pressed hard into her, and she realized it was a man’s cock. She was to be fucked in the ass!

She screamed, now in pain, as he pushed far beyond her anal ring and buried his cock in her ass in one long, slow, forceful stroke. He withdrew and pushed in again as she continued to scream. Again and again he drove into her as she reeled in pain.

Strangely, at one point, she noticed the pain receding, slowly being replaced by something else. A wave of fresh humiliation washed over her as she realized she was being turned on! Indeed, she could feel her own pussy juicing up rapidly in response to the man raping her ass. The men watching her saw it too, as they began chuckling. She then realized she had stopped screaming, replacing her screams with moans of pleasure.

Suddenly, the man came. She screamed through her gag again, now in frustration, as the man dumped his load in her ass and quickly withdrew. She cried, then momentarily thought of her state: she was abducted, bound, naked, caged; she had been raped in the ass by a man she couldn’t even see, and the only thing stopping her from begging for more was the rubber cock strapped into her mouth! What had she become? What would happen to her?

Her thoughts were interrupted as a second man plowed into her ass. Her screams were quickly renewed, as this man was built substantially larger than the first one. Again, for some minutes, her ass was raped, her screams continued and her pussy grew yet warmer.

His orgasm also came soon, and she was left alone, feeling nothing but the emptiness, the pain and the humiliation as the come of the two men dripped from her ass down her naked thighs. She cried for some minutes, alone.

The steps approached her again. She heard and felt, but did not see, the cage door in front of her opened. Her head was pulled up brutally, and she felt the top of the rubber restraint which enclosed her head being attached to the top of the cage.

Her gag was removed. She attempted to speak, but the sharp angle at which her head was forced back prevented her from closing her mouth, so she could not form words. Suddenly, her mouth was filled again. Not the rubber cock this time, but a real flesh and blood cock invaded her mouth. Worse, she could taste
the residue on it from her own ass. This had been one of the men who had just fucked her ass. Now, he was driving down her throat, forcing her to clean him with her mouth.

Her resistance was futile. She could not bite down on the man ravaging her mouth due to the sharp angle of her head in its restraint. Worse, the position was ideal to open her throat to his cock, and he took complete advantage of that fact. She gagged from time to time, but found that this only constricted her throat around his cock, enhancing his pleasure. He came in minutes.

Again, he was immediately replaced, as a second cock plowed into her mouth. Yes, this was the second man who had fucked her ass. The residual tastes were there again, as was his larger size. He was more difficult to swallow, but this did not deter him in the least; she was simply used.

The taste of the first man’s come had not left her mouth when she felt the second cock begin to pulse. Soon, he, too, began shooting his load into her throat, filling her mouth, his come dripping down her face.

She hung in her cage, humiliated. She heard the cage door closed in front of her, yet they left her head attached to the top of the cage, drawn back painfully. She could not even use her tongue to clean her lips of the men’s loads, and she found it almost impossible to swallow. She simply hung, listening to the men pouring drinks and enjoying her plight, as their come dripped from her open mouth. Worse, she remained aroused, and she would have gladly begged for a fuck if she was able to speak, but she was denied even that.

Time passed, and the men returned. The cage door was opened, and her cock-gag was thrust back into her mouth and strapped in tightly. The cage was lowered to the floor, and she was removed.

She was carried by the men, feeling no less than four sets of hands on her arms and legs, holding her wide open. Her wrists were strapped into leather shackles and hoisted up. Her ankles were similarly restrained, and she found herself hanging spread-eagled by her wrists, her legs spread obscenely wide.

The whipstroke shocked her, knocking the wind from her as it tore into her naked asscheeks. The second stroke had her screaming. For at least a dozen strokes, probably more, the whip welted her ass. Then, it moved down to her thighs and up to her back. Her screams continued as the whip delivered its agony to her frontside. From her knees to her breasts, her body was soon covered with welts.

She wasn’t sure if she lost consciousness. She only knew the whip had stopped. Every inch of her flesh bore the painful marks of the whip. Her shoulders ached as she remained suspended by her wrists. Her legs were spread painfully wide, her toes searching futilely for the floor they could not find. And she could still feel the men’s come where it had dripped from her ass and mouth, drying on her thighs and her now-welted breasts. She hung and suffered, in humiliation and pain. The men enjoyed another round of drinks, and she could not even know if they watched her as she hung, still blinded by the rubber covering her upper face and head.

She felt her body more than she might, as her sight was lost and her hearing partially blocked. Again, in the midst of her agony and shame, she was shocked by her arousal. Although tortured, she had produced four orgasms in her torturers and had not been granted satisfaction herself. To her mortification, she realized that if given the choice between rescue and an orgasm as she now hung, she would choose the orgasm. Unfortunately, she was granted neither. She hung untouched, aroused and in pain, until the men were ready for her again.

They eventually returned to her. Picking her up bodily, they carried her to some sort of rack. She was supported at her back and waist, at her wrists and widely-spread ankles and strapped tightly in place. She was stretched so tightly, she could only move her head. Soon, even that freedom was lost, as a support was placed under her head and a strap tightened over her forehead.

Again, she was left briefly. When the footsteps returned, she was shocked to hear the muffled cries of another female! Indeed, seconds later, she felt the body of an equally naked female being laid on top of her own and strapped in place.

The new girl was pointed in the opposite direction. Her cunt was resting directly upon her own face, while the girl’s face was at her pussy. Soon, the whips rang out again, now on the new girl’s body, producing screams. She felt them doing something at the girl’s face, then realized they were removing her gag as the girl’s tongue started licking her pussy.

Now, her own gag was removed. The girl’s cunt started pumping on her face, forcing itself on her. A pair of quick whipstrokes on her own ass quickly informed her that she, also, was to begin licking. Even if she dared to resist, the strap holding her head in place would not allow any movement. She extended her own tongue and, reluctantly at first, started eating the girl’s cunt.

The girl’s orgasm approached quickly, but the men would not allow her to come that way. One of the men suddenly straddled her face and, a bare inch above her mouth, his cock pushed into the girl’s cunt.

She screamed, stopping her cunnilingus as she was raped, but a few more strokes of the whip had the girl licking again.

She, in the meantime, was confronted with the man’s cock fucking the other girl’s cunt directly over her face. His balls, in fact, were draped over her mouth. As her arousal built, she knew instinctively what she was required to do. She opened her mouth and began sucking gently on his balls, caressing them with her tongue.

It did not take long. Soon, his balls tightened, and he shot his load. He withdrew, and it took only a single whipstroke to her ass to tell her to extend her tongue again. She did so, and soon began cleaning the girl’s cunt, swallowing the man’s come as she brought the other girl to orgasm.

The two girls were quickly flipped over. Now, she laid on top of the other girl. Again, the whips came into play. She felt them on her own back and ass, and the girl beneath her also cried out as she was lashed in turn. Tongues began to lick, and both girls were quickly aroused again.

Suddenly, she herself was being fucked. She could feel the other girl’s lips and tongue caressing the man’s balls. Voluntarily, she dove into the other girl’s pussy with her tongue, as her own orgasm neared. Soon, she felt the man emptying herself into her cunt, and finally went over the edge herself. Her own orgasm was so intense, she did not feel the whips which continued beating her ass, nor did she feel the hypodermic needle which penetrated her flesh in the midst of her orgasm.

She awoke in her hotel room. She was naked, in her own bed. She was clean, unrestrained and still groggy. Obviously, she had been dreaming and must have slept right through the day.

Leaving the lights dimmed, she ran a bath. She soaked and relaxed for a good hour, still in the near dark. Finally, refreshed, she rose from the tub and began drying off.

Her muscles ached; she assumed it was from her long sleep in an unfamiliar bed. But now, the towel stung her flesh in places…

She walked naked into the bedroom and turned up the lights. Standing in front of the mirror, she was shocked to find her body covered with welts! She checked her wrists -- indeed, the marks were still present from her restraints.

Her heart pounded. She did not know immediately whether it was fear or arousal, but as she pondered the question, her fingers unconsciously started working into her cunt. She watched herself in the mirror, welts and all, and masturbated to an intense orgasm. Yes, her abduction was real. The marks were there to prove it!

The orgasm almost brought her to her knees.

It was at that moment she noticed the paper bag on the dresser.

With trepidation, her fingers shaking, she opened it.

She should have known.

Inside was the rubber device which had blinded her the previous night. Also, the cock gag, a leather collar with a padlock and a pair of handcuffs. She smiled, and feeling the welts on her ass, decided.

She called room service, instructing them to extend her stay in town an extra week. Also, could they cancel her flight reservations. Finally, could they send her another drink, just like the one they sent her last night? And make it a double!

The drink arrived; she downed it in seconds. She left the door unlocked.

She picked up the collar and placed it around her neck. She inserted its padlock and snapped it shut.

After giving herself one last glance in the mirror, she put on the rubber blindfold, strapping it on tight. The cock gag went in next; she caressed it lovingly with her tongue before tightening it.

Kneeling on the floor, she snapped one of the handcuffs around her right wrist. Now, thoroughly aroused again, she began masturbating.

Rapidly working towards orgasm, she thought with excitement of the men who were probably now enroute to pick her up again. Suddenly, right on the edge, she realized: they should be in control, not her.

She brought the finger to her nose and wiped it there, enjoying her own scent. Then, just one touch away from orgasm, she quickly snapped the second cuff around her left wrist, locking her hands irretrievably behind her back.

Naked, kneeling, she reveled in her arousal. Just as the drug took her, she heard the door opening and footsteps approaching her naked, aroused, bound body…


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