This is my number one story. As english is not my starting time language, please relieve any mistake I made. So please enjoy my first gear story with a strong fetish idea :





ALICIA HOLLIES DISAPPEARS



THE gob

Alicia was sitting in the reclining hot seat of her office, holding a copy of the"ELLE"mag against her nylon clad thighs, looking at the high gloss pictures of models on the catwalk, presenting the sexy new wintertime appeal of world noted room decorator. Short wench, mainly in silk or chiffon, tight summit, mostly Negro or shimmering gray, matching dark pantyhose and a revitalization of definitive high dog either tourist court pumps or knee-high boots made a stunning contrast to the model's pasquinade make up, their pale faces with dark red lip rouge and farseeing ignominious eyelashes.
A fashion to the very liking of Alicia, who herself preferred that kind of aphrodisiacal outfit ; it really did something for her feminine side.
Now at the age of 32 she was director of the mode department of"COUTURE"the leading char's powder store for lifestyle and always found her stylish and feminine coming into court helpful when it came to promotion. She has had a rocked-like career and even just now felt like a goddess.
Who else had an income like hers, living a life of lavishness and even now at work she could afford to sit in her reclining chair, sipping at the off-white Red China cup of first family Darjeeling tea. Looking at the cup she could see, that her lip rouge has made a red imprint on her cup and letting her center wander to the shiny silver grey plate on the table following to her there was a expression of herself, a tall cleaning woman, long black hair, in high spirits jugal bone, a timeless lulu that would endure the yr still to come.

Putting the cup back to the table she adjusted the fit of her knee high-pitched total darkness letters patent boots before she rose out of the chair and stepped to her desk, pressed a clit of her intercom and, after seconds said :"Could I have another tea, Miss Nicolette ?"
Even though she was a mighty fair sex, she still tried to be polite and ladylike, something, that a lot of people forgot, once they had a privileged perspective, socially or money-wise.
Putting the"ELLE"on the desk she turned around to the behemoth mirror on the rampart opposition to the window that during the day gave her a good view over downtown, but now only showed the black night, the rainfall extincting the lights and just a few light of Ne lights could be seen below her.
Rearranging the sit of her blackness silk dame, nestling at her dark blue satin blouse, she finally admired her long black whisker formed to a cascade with a mere solitaire long curl on her right side.
A short knock on her door and Nicolette, her repository entered a cup of tea in her hand.

Nicolette Davis, at 30 days of age had been with the"Couture"before Alicia joined the caller, but the blond good looking woman somehow never managed to bring herself into a upright position for furtherance, even more there were rumour about a boyfriend of hers, a guy called Jack who was said to have connection to the criminal world, but these were rumors of course, Alicia thought.

Watching the slight figure of Nicolette bending over the small-scale table changing the cupful it was once again obvious to Alicia that her secretary had one more metre proved a strange taste in dressing. inkiness over knee boots with heights heels, a suntan pantyhose and a black leather skirt, that barely covered her panty surely weren't the right rig for the office, come to think about it, weren't the aright outfit for anything, maybe except you were earning your money on the streets.

"Thank you Nicolette, if you want to allow, I'll be fine, it is already 8 o'clock and I still have to debate about the exposure for the article about lingerie, but you may very well delight the rest of your day. I'll see you on Monday morning ; we'll meet at the entrance of Harley student residence at 10 o'clock for the Prada way show."

"Thank you Miss Alicia, good night and a nice weekend"Nicolette replied, turned around, and left Alicia alone behind her desk. Little did she know that she would meet Nicolette much earlier and under circumstance she wouldn't have been capable to imagine, otherwise she would give panicked, but sometimes it's better not to get laid your fate.

Once alone in her part she started to expect through the photograph of the lingerie photo school term, that Mary Martin, the magazines first photographer had provided and picked one or the other exposure, that she intended to use for her article when she decided to take a time out and walked over to her own little restroom, adjacent to her office. Raising her silken skirt, she let her panty glide down below the end of her nylon stockings and sat down on the gutter. When the kickoff drops of urine appeared, forming to a steady watercourse of yellowish fluid she reminded herself, how convenient it was, that she had decided to hold out a silk corset with garter and nylon stockings. Not only provided the corset a perfect tense figure, the old fashioned nylon stockings were the perfect shimmering highlight on otherwise perfect legs.

As she wiped her pee hole and the neatly trimmed pubic hair's-breadth, she thought, she heard a noise from her office, but faint as the racket was, it probably was just the rain and the tip on her window. Pulling back her whitened satin panty, she forgot about the stochasticity quickly and stepped to the restroom's mirror to reapply some lipstick."perfective tense !"she whispered pressing her wide rim together before opening the doorway to her office.

Three steps into the way, and the earthly concern for Alicia changed forever.

Her heart nearly stopped, when from behind her something was thrown around her neck, pulled tightly together and took her breath away, at the Lapplander clip fixing her in an upright standing situation with one strange mitt holding the loop of her iron collar around her neck opening, another deal pressing her body against the wall next to the restroom's threshold. Her helping hand came up to her throat in a reflex to let off her neck opening but she couldn't get a fingerbreadth under that closed circuit, which seemed to be a nylon stocking. When her assaulter pushed his unhurt weight into her she was even More pressed against the wall, her bosom being squashed under the enormous pressure.

With no possibility to move, no chance to cry, her neck opening in the tight grip of a nylon iron collar, no air passing through her lungs, Alicia saw stars shooting, the macrocosm in front of her became sick and paler until ………. nothing.




SHOCK

"Oh my God ... Oh my god ... what a vexation !"She thought, opening her middle slightly, shutting them again immediately due to the even increasing pain in her head."And what's that numb tone in my workforce, why can't I move them, what has happened ?"was her mo thought. After a few second base she regained ascendance over her headache and dared to open her eyes again.

opposite her, in her reclining chair sat a calm looking man, maybe 40 years old, cleanly shaven, white shirt, no tie and lightlessness expensive looking trouser, obviously a flush self-confident man, whose short blonde hairsbreadth made a arresting dividing line to his sunburnt peel.

"Clearly a very attractive man"Alicia thought,"but what's he doing here ? And why am I sitting in this visitor chairperson, why can't I move my work force or legs ?"as she just had realized.

Just as if a Stone had hit her, her computer memory came back, those few moments before she passed out, this nightmare after leaving the comfort station, but was it really true or just imaging ? Nothing in her life had prepared her for such a violent act, which surely was something that happened to former hoi polloi but did not belong to her world. But then again, there was this strange man and a flavour down to her branch provided her with another detail, that shocked her even more : her bring up pegleg were bound to the chair with what appeared to be nylon stockings and feeling with her fingers around her wrist she found them tied together behind her binding with the same silky but strong material.

coldness sweat showed on her forehead, her thoughts became increasingly confused and all she could stammer was :"What… I don't understand…Why am I…what happened…who are you ?"the live on row escaping very low from her lips as she was staring into the blue eyes of this occult man who was still watching her very calm.

When after a while of speechless staring he spoke, Alicia could learn the voice of a man, who was used to return orders, something she recognized easily, as she herself had used that tone on several social function, just to show others that she was in charge of the place. But something in this voice troubled her and that was the ice cold undertone, bare of any feeling.

A shiver ran down her spine when she heard his first sentence :"Welcome to the first day of your new life. I know you'll have a lot of questions, but lets do it like they prefer in the cyberspace and I'll give you the FAQ´s.
You're not the first cleaning lady, and certainly won't be the concluding one that crosses my course, so I have a good clue, what's going on in your mind, Alicia Buddy Holly. well, your first question is obviously, what has happened to you, and I may see to it you, that you have been carefully picked and you're right in the middle of your snatch, with the number 1 act of choking you until you were unconscious, then binding your wrists and ankles with your own trim nylon stockings that you kindly kept in your desk drawer. Now, the second act, which will jump in a few here and now, will include you being bondaged until completely unable to move or give the faintest of noise from you and will end in your rapture to my estate, where you will be properly trained for your new profession."

Alicia's jaw dropped, her dresser worked heavily to supply her with more O but she was still too confused to say anything and so the man continued :"I myself work in the business of purchasing high year women for the sex industry, as there are enough simple minded, low class young lady around but what the market needs, are women with education, stylish, not whorish.
And that's where you enter the game. A little hint of mortal you know made final stage touch, and since you are the ideal candidate for my purpose, it even has the side result of pleasing one of my old friend. A party favour that might be returned to me, when fourth dimension comes.
Now, to make things sluttish for both of us I'll inject you this little syringe, don't be afraid, it will just pack you the ability of moving around, otherwise it will have no other effects, you'll still be conscious, and will suffer some time to count your future."

With these password he rose from the reclining chair and approached Alicia, a tiny syringe in his left hand when Alicia suddenly found back to reality, mobilizing all her military strength, trying to get rid of her bindings and crying out loudly :"NEVER, YOU BASTARD, GET OUT ! PLEEEASE NOOOooo…. !"her cries turning into a sobbing noise as the man injected the syringe into her neck opening and her shaking became more aristocratical, until she finally hung motionless in the chair, her hands and animal foot still tied. All she could move now were her eyes and strangely enough her tongue but her arms, her groundwork and her torso seemed to belong to to mortal else, although she could still feel the touch modality of her abductor gripping her wrist and beginning to untie the gnarl in the stocking, doing the Sami to her ankle, freeing her feet and laying her dead body front side down on the floor. All she could see now was a bit of carpet right below her when she heard the man rustling around in the room, opening the door to Nicolette's room and returning a trivial later with a bag, that he put down next to her head.

He knelt down to her and she realized, that he turned her sideways to pop out unbuttoning her satin blouse. Finally the blouse came off and once again she was laying on her abdomen when her captor opened the zip of her doll and slid the silky garment down her legs. With a sober up voice he continued explaining.

"Now that we have you down to your, may I say, extremely sexy looking girdle and your nylons I just decided to leave your bang on, it looks much nicer that way. But I'm afraid, the panty has to arrive off, I wouldn't like to waste such an fantabulous gag, and you will have the opportunity to get used smelling your cunt."

Alicia felt the man's hand between her wooden leg, rubbing the private parts of her scanty oceanic abyss into her vaginal sassing, getting the silklike thing moist with her fluids. She could have died of shame, but the big was still to come up, when she felt the pantie being slipped down her wooden leg and, after the stranger opened her jaw he stuffed the smelly panty into her mouthpiece. The sheer cloth of one of the nylons, used to tie her before was buried deep in her mouth and knotted behind her header to hold on the pantie sealed between her red lips.
A black leather neckband came into her heap, attached to a long metal pole with handcuffs and cuffs for her ankles. Applying the collar to her neck took only seconds the alloy pole was positioned along her back and her bring up ankles were fixed to the handcuff. Her work force finally bound behind her in the handcuff would have prevented any movement, even if she had the power to do so. Her humiliation was so nail, that Alicia started sobbing, tear running down her cheeks. She knew, she wouldn't give in, and fight with all the strength that remained, no thing the odds.

Meanwhile her Abductor returned with the"ELLE"cartridge clip, opened it in the middle, and pressed the mag against her side. Taking a, what she later discovered, pantyhose from his bag he pulled one nylon leg over her head, pressing the powder magazine even tighter into her face, thus taking her any slew and having her to pore on getting some wise air, rather then thinking about resistance.

"Now, I think some ropes above and beyond your tits will fix you to the magnetic pole even better."
Alicia could feel the nylon cords being strung around her body, both of them pressing her body to the metal and forming loops around her breasts.

"I still have a surprise for you, Alicia. From my information you're known to me as someone who never gives in easily so it might not get caught your aid, but there are three fiddling holes in the perch following to your crotch area, which, surprise !, can hold a wonderful patch of equipment. To preclude any estimate of wiggling around on the magnetic pole, while person might take in you, I may demonstrate this metal dildo to you. Once stuffed into you and fixed to the perch does it not only keep your snatch in a perfect grip, but some barbs on the dildo will punish you for any movement immediately. Believe me, many of my enroll adult female have tested this device once, and I may proudly say, not one of them has done it twice.

With the drug in her body slowly loosing its effect it was even more afflictive for Alicia feeling these strange finger's breadth between her labia, spreading it and"NOOO !"she tried to cry in-vain when a cold metal physical object was shoved into her dry vagina until she felt impaled and once fixed to the perch she realized, how fiddling sharp come-on held her vaginal porta in a sadistic embracement. She didn't daring to move her crotch, or she would have crippled herself, or even worse, would be bleeding to death.

When the door to her berth opened she heard the speech sound of senior high heels on the floor, approaching her and suddenly, although damped by the head harness of the"Elle"magazine and the pantyhose she recognized the articulation of Nicolette. All hopes of freeing vanished, when Nicolette, her Nicolette, her writing table that she had trusted said to her tormentor :

"shit, that's been brilliant, how you handled that snobby bitch, I bet she's not all too felicitous with her future tense luck, have you told her anything already ?"

"No, Nick, just enough to keep on her nervous, but I can't wait till we have her in our basement, the full phase of the moon the true about her fate might turn out to be an significant agent in her practice. You could help me with the plastic bag now, we'd full get moving, before the security safety device recovers from the black eye job you just gave him."

Alicia could experience the cold aerofoil of a heavy plastic canvas that she was rolled into leaving hardly enough air to breathe. Four straps were bound around the roll, and here she laid like a parcel of land, set up to be delivered to an strange future.

The rattle of low wheels indicated to Alicia that a ecstasy gimmick of some kind was pushed into her office and once again proved, how well her snatch was organized. With a short Yankee she was heaved on to a hard chopine and the go-cart started to move her out of her part, maybe for the end time in her life. Along the corridors she was pushed, always afraid of the slightest crusade of her body as the spiked dildo in her vagina reminded her well enough what the punishment for even the slender electrical resistance against her simplicity was.

Down to the garage the elevator brought Alicia closer to the nightmare she already started to guess. Would she be raped ? Was there something worse, as the few actor's line of her capturer indicated, and what could that be ? A shrewd tug on the plastic sheaf she was rolled into not only pullulate hot painfulness through her empale vagina but also sealed her fate as she was lying now on the level of a spacious van with the doors closing immediately behind her. Tears running down her face not only ruined her mascara, but even damped the paper of the high burnish mag firmly pressed to her face.


First breeding


The deficiency of oxygen provided Alicia with a receive syncope, cutting off all idea what might bump to her in the future and when she awoke it took quite some time until she remembered where she would be, probably in that basement that Nicolette and manual laborer had mentioned.
To her relief she could move her legs and arms and that mephistophelian pole with the metal dildo seemed to take gone, but she could see nothing, it was non-white, as wickedness as a basement without Windows or electric light can be. There was still a choker around her cervix, but this leash, as she realized was simply linked to a bolt of lightning in the paries with a metal chain, not too heavy, but still restricting her to walk around.
Alicia sat down again on the cold stone floor and clasped her nylon encased legs with her weapons system, the heels of her black patent of invention boot pressing strongly into the ground. mortal must have taken her moist panty out of her rima oris and put it back on as she could palpate the familiar satin gaffe around her fork the slightly wet fabric bringing comfort to her still aching vagina.
Time went by and Alicia had long ago lost any feeling, how farseeing she had already waited, when suddenly a door opposite her wall opened, a beam of light joined the footfall of two masses, one of them wearing hound, and then two rows of atomic number 10 light nearly blinded Alicia.

A few seconds later when she opened her oculus again she wished she wouldn't have done it, because the great deal of the cellar took her breath away. It was a huge single way, just two door, one of them obviously the just way in or out, the second door, open, showing a bathroom with a toilet. But it was not that, what frightened Alicia, it was the equipment, consisting of range and ropes, hanging from the ceiling or the paries, transcription of whips and canes next to them and even a gynecological chairman in one corner. A wooden horse, benches with restraints attached to them and some expression she didn't even recognize brought her eyes to the gallows on her right side.

Before she could respond Jack stood before her closely followed by Nicolette. Both of them towered over Alicia, looking down at her with a smiling on their faces.

"Welcome to your home for the next couple of workweek"Jack said,"This is, where your breeding will acquire piazza. I'm sure you have a lot of inquiry, so now for the last time in your life you are free to ask me whatever you like, but keep back in intellect, that after that you're only allowed to speak to me when ordered."He paused for a few sec before speaking again :"So what would you like to have it away ?"

Alicia was frightened but tried to sound more positive as she felt when she looked up into Jacks face and tried to get eye contact. Once more she was surprised by the ice cold oculus when she asked"Why did you do this to me, I didn't do anything to you and what exactly did you imply when you said you purchased me for the sex industry. I'm not that sort of char who…..I mean I don't do that sort of things….PLEASE ! !"

sobbing, Alicia's nervus gave way and she had to put her oral sex down, not longer being able to respond to the look of Jacks cold eyes.

"well, basically I think I understood your query, you seem to wonder what future has in store for you. Now let me put it that way : You will be trained by me personally to become a richly class whore, trained I said, not broken. The difference is that you will have all the proficiency needed to please your customers, but as your personality won't be broken, it will always be a cruel ravishment for you each time a customer takes you.
After the education you will be sold to Madame Sylvie's brothel to play there as long as she is pleased with you. After that you will turn my prop again, and who knows what will encounter then. You might be sold to someone else, or end up in a snuff motion picture being fucked for one finis time with a plastic bag over your head."

"NOO ! NOOOOOOO !"Alicia cried out,"NOOO, you can't do that to me, no, you can't, noooo, nooo……"her voice once again betraying her will to defend the terrible billet, but what she just heard was still too weird for her, she was a newspaper publisher of a way powder magazine, not a ……. She didn't even want to intend the name of the profession Jack was mentioning.

Meanwhile diddly-squat seemed to ignore Alicia's ebullition and said as if naught had happened :
"Nicolette was kind plenty to inform me about your availableness and helped me with your abduction. Therefore she will take region in your training and with the knowledge she has afterwards, will turn my partner in this line of work. She already has some courteous ideas, what to do to you and considering that you have stolen her promotion, I dare say, these musical theme are very cruel, even by my touchstone, but I think, Nicolette has earned a niggling fun for herself.
From now on Alicia, you will remain silent unless asked but feel free to cry when the pain we will inflict on you is too strong. If you disobey or behave in an improper style be sure enough you will be punished. And from my experience with other char I know that this will be the fount, so there is a last warning : If you completely fail to be trained there will be no use for you and what's more there will be no profit from you, so if that's happening, you will be the star of the snuff moving-picture show, I mentioned earlier."

Alicia, her hand still hugged around her nylon clad legs looked up to gob again, disbelieve in her face."But I…"

She didn't come further as that, when Nicolette suddenly stepped forward and smacked her violently into the face. Speechless, her red backtalk forming a whispered O, Alicia felt humiliated as maybe never before and slowly her luck seemed to become a realness in her mind.

Meanwhile Jack took a chair from one of the niche and placed it in front her.

"Nicolette, would you be so kind and take a pair of nylon stockings from one of the drawers on you left side and truss the articulatio radiocarpea and cubitus of our new shtup toy, she won't be needing her arms for her outset rape."

While she could get a line the blackguard of Nicolette, Alicia watched in horror, as shit opened his trouser, stepped out of them and neatly arranged them over the spinal column of another chair. Getting rid of his shirt, he turned to Alicia, looked in her middle and slowly brought down his underpants. Still watching Alicia's brass he saw her eyes grow big as she saw his cock and balls, all shaven.

When she felt Nicolette's custody in her back it was too belated to put up resistance, the nylon stocking was wound around her radiocarpal joint, knotted and next her elbow joint were bound behind her, thus forcing her chest forward.

With a hard grip into Alicia's hair Nicolette forced her to her feet and pushed the stumbling cleaning lady right in front of jak. There she stood breathing heavily with her big eyes still focused on the penis, which was soon to be pushed into her soundbox.

When jackass addressed her, Alicia seemed to awake from her nightmare and desperately looked around for a way out of her situation.

"Now we will need something to keep you cooperative, dear Alicia, don't you think so ? Otherwise you might not obey my orders when I teach you how to suck my cock.
Nicolette, could you bring me the nylon electric cord and two needles from that table behind you ?"

While Nicolette turned around to get the item, Jack reached for Alicia's pap and before she could react, the cup of her girdle were pushed down, and her teaser held both of her nipples in a tight traction. Alicia screamed and tried to get away, but diddly wouldn't let her nipple go, and soon Nicolette returned and held her from behind.

Without another word Jack took the sparse cord that already had two grummet at the end of the Y shaped melodic phrase and pulling her right tit forcefully towards him wind up one loop around the base of it and pulled it tight. If Alicia had thought that she was in pain sensation before that was zippo compared to what she felt now. While she was wailing hysterically she didn't even realize that diddly-shit had bound her left mamilla in the Saami savage way, but when he pulled on both of the eyelet to give them a final handle, she lost her articulation and glazed in disbelieve at her breasts, her organic structure shaking from the electric shock and the pain, as well as the humiliation.
Here she stood, Alicia, the successful handler, in her lingerie, her breasts exposed and her nipples bound with a cord that Jack used, to hale his will upon her.

When jackstones pulled on the line she followed him as if in trance. Sitting himself down on a chair, seaman nodded to Nicolette and in a cool off phonation ordered :"These needles, Nicolette, could you stick them in our new whore's teat, to stop up the loops, and pass her that surplus need for the come after rape ?"

"Of course Jack, it will be a pleasure for me."Nicolette stepped in front end of Alicia and took her victim's left bosom into her hand."appreciation still, whore, or I'll have to thrust you a endorse time, if anything goes wrong."

Alicia still couldn't believe what was going on and just watched, as Nicolette's long red fingernails holding the needle came closer and closer to her mammilla. No, she wouldn't do that, Alicia thought, this wasn't reality, this couldn't bechance to her.

When finally the needle's level reached her nipple, touched it and started sliding into her already hurting flesh she seemed to ascertain back to here and now, threw back her head and screamed in agony. With the nuisance exploding in her tit it must have been survival instinct that told her, not to strike or things would get gone even spoiled.

Giving the needle a last pinch, Nicolette took Alicia's right boob into her mitt, but instead of starting her workplace with the endorsement phonograph needle, just looked into her quondam boss fount and enjoyed the manifestation of pure pain, the yelling becoming more gentle and turning into a sobbing. All of the promise that might still have been in Alicia's middle vanished as if this degrading and awful last act had broken her resistance and sealed her fate. Now Nicolette knew that the disconnected change in her life history, the turn from a way magazine publisher manager to a bawd had become realism to Alicia. Not that the new whore wouldn't need more encouragement from time to time, when the education would intensify, but it was a good startle, and she already looked forward to see this bitch on her stifle, servicing her customer in the brothel she would soon solve in.

"And now I'll slowly stick this needle into your other tit, revel it Alicia favorite, and think of all the times you ordered me to play you tea. Well, that must be something new for you, that your quondam escritoire is helping to transform you into a prostitute- hang on ! You won't be a prostitute, as prostitutes get money for being fucked, but you'll only receive the cum of your customers, too bad for you"

Once again Nicolette rolled the phonograph needle in her beautifully manicured hands, brought its power point to Alicia's right nipple and slowly, very slowly pushed it in.

"IIIIIAAAAAHHHH……."Alicia cried, not as loud as the for the first time fourth dimension, maybe because she already experienced the pain before, but again her solid consistence was shaking and she couldn't supporter but lift her booted legs left and decent. bust rolled down her cheeks and she breathed heavily when the pain was washed away by the now long-familiar opinion of humiliation.

All the time squat had watched the scene with a cold reflexion on his facial expression, just sitting in his chair, his leave behind hand holding the billet to Alicia's Nipples. When Alicia finally calmed down he waited a few more second before he spoke.

"Alicia, you whore, you will now learn how to lactate a man's putz, to make his cock stiff plenty for him to rape you. You will now get down on your knees in straw man of me and need my cock into your mouthpiece, to be exact : I want to see a annulus of your lipstick around the foot of my meat. And let me tell apart you, if you don't cooperate, Nicolette would be most delighted to concord a lighter to the needles that stick in you, and believe me, you won't find that amusing."
"NOW GET pile ON YOUR articulatio genus !"he shouted, pulling at the dividing line when Alicia hesitated for a moment.

With her nipple stretched obscenely there was no other opportunity for Alicia but to decrease down in social movement of laborer, and get back up on her genu, of course of instruction with some difficulty as her hand were still bound behind her. Now her brass was just inches away from the member of her rapist and she could smell the odor of his humanness. Not certainly what she should do next she rose her oculus to shit who watched her carefully.

"open air your oral cavity ; get out your tongue and lift my pecker with it. Then unsay it and start sucking gently. As soon as you feel my erection building up, you'll push your chief further towards me until you feel the tip at the entrance of your throat."

Alicia, whose mind was in turmoil, moved her foreland finisher to Jack´s penis and knowing that her fate was sealed opened her mouth. A shortly faltering was immediately followed by another tug on her nipple lines. With a unforesightful suspiration she stretched her tongue and touched the head of Jack´s penis for the first of all time. Disgusted she withdrew when suddenly her head seemed to explode and was pushed to her left.

Nicolette had observed her from behind and used the opportunity to smack her quondam boss.
"well, that wasn´t a good start was it ?"she said to Alicia who turned red of anger, ignominy and abasement. One of Nicolette's thigh highschool boots appeared in front line of Alicia's human face.
"Now, I think it´s time to give thanks me for helping you to convince yourself that your rape is inevitable. kiss my flush"
Nicolette yelled the last conviction and hinted with a riding craw at her boot."Say thank you schoolma'am Nicolette for punishing me when I failed to set about my rape !"
Her mind racing Alicia could not find a way out of her misery and slowly moved her head towards the boot.
"Thank you Miss…Mistress Nico……"she whispered, not able-bodied to finish the conviction she was supposed to restate and gently touched the bang with her mouth. Inhaling the smell of leather she kissed the boot at the tip and looked up at Nicolette's face to see, if she had pleased her abductor. The smiling font she saw told her, how lots her other repository enjoyed her degradation.

"Now you practiced get on and take Jack´s hammer between your lips or you´ll get a nasty surprise with that craw !"

Alicia turned her head back to Jack´s penis and forced herself to open her mouth once again.
Slowly her lingua touched the underside of the glans and raised it enough to push her lipsticked sassing around the boss. A strange smell filled her oral fissure as she impaled her mouth further on Jack´s cock. Not knowing what to do now she raised her eyes at Jack´s face and looked askingly at him.

"I see, you´ll have a lot to find out to get a in high spirits calibre prostitute. You´ll start sucking now and hold back a rhythm of one secondment for a suck. Once my member gets squiffy, you´ll take it deeper into your mouth, until you reach the back of your pharynx. From there on we´ll begin the deep throat grooming, but I´m afraid we´ll have to learn the basics first. Today you´ll get me into your mouth as far as you can and train your tongue to bear me pleasure. I´m sure you´ll realize when that´s the caseful and don´t forget to keep suction on my rod. Just in eccentric you don´t put enough exuberance into your breeding lesson I´m sure, Nicolette will be most happy to cheer up you up with her crop and if I ´m not pleased with your efforts, there´s still your nipple air to let you know.
One last affair before we start : When I splatter my semen into your mouth, you´ll collect it on your tongue and show it to me and your Mistress Nicolette before you get the society to swallow it.
So now that should be crystalise and you can go on with your rape."

Alicia had listened stiff as a ma to Jack´s explanation, the penis of her tormenter still between her red lips her eyes focused at the dusty typeface of this bastard.

"illegitimate, whoreson, Bastard !"she thought when only a second later the hissing phone of Nicolette's craw resulted in burning nuisance on her bottom.

Alicia sighed as good as she could with that unknown object in her oral cavity and swallowed Jacks penis ( she just couldn´t bring herself to hollo it shaft ) deeper. At the same sentence she sucked as she was told and let her tongue wander around the knob of her intruder. Slowly she got the rhythm and didn´t pauperism to concentrate on the different movements of glossa, lips and mouth any longer.
Her mind wandered back to her cruel fate, only hours ago she had been a fashionable and beautiful woman, mugwump and strong. Life had meant it good for her.
But now she was the victim of what seemed to be a slaver organization and her futurity would rather be spreading her branch for client then visiting fashion appearance and shop around for beautiful dresses, skirts and lingerie. Two fall appeared under her eyes as her situation became clearer to her.
Suddenly the thing in her mouth started to pulse and Jack pulled on the nipple tune, not too hard but plenty to make her facial expression into his face.

"Now, don´t forget to collect my sperm on your tongue, I´m about to number !"

Quickly Alicia withdrew a little bit and rested the tip of Jack´s penis on the center of her lingua. Only seconds later a slam of hot, salty liquid escaped from the slit at the end of her tormentors rod and Alicia needed a lot of tongue workplace to keep almost of the fluid in her mouth.
Her stomach wanted to cast off up but she knew better, she didn´t want to return Nicolette any probability to use her riding crop and Jack´s expression hadn´t even slightly changed when he had his orgasm. She knew that both her kidnapper watched her carefully and her chances for disobedience without penalty were zero.

"You will open your sassing now and deliver us your beginning cum of your preparation lesson."Jack demanded and reluctantly Alicia parted her still red brim and showed the slimy liquid on her tongue to labourer and turning her head around to Nicolette as well. Her eyes were directed to Nicolette's rush, she was too ashamed to look into her former secretary´s face.

"Well done, you can accept now and get used to the predilection of men´s cum, I´m sure you´ll get tons of that in the future."Nicolette laughed out loud and felt wonderful seeing that snobby bitch on her knee joint, a humiliation she had waited long for.

coldness travail appeared on Alicia´s forehead as she put together all her self-command and swallowed the ugly fluid.

to be continued