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From: "CypherSyn" <reply@superperverts.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Diary of an Abducted Woman(MMMF-Abduction,Torture,Branding,Bondage,Caging)
Date: Sun, 30 Sep 2001 16:10:02 -0400
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Before I start with the story I just want to say that for all of you that
used to visit Stealths Story Archive I am putting my site back together.  It
can now be found at www.superperverts.com  The site has free stories and I
have some other free content that I am working on getting put up.

Well hope to see you all there soon.  Anyone wishing to contact me can do so
at
webmasterREMOVETHISHERE@superperverts.com   This story is copyrighted by
CypherSyn.  Webmasters wishing to use this on your site can contact me as I
will sell
the rights to post my stories for a very reasonable rate.


Diary of an Abducted Woman
by
CypherSyn
An in-house writer for SuperPerverts.com



  Before I get started let me tell you what you are reading. I was
kidnapped. My kidnappers have given me pen and paper and ordered me to keep
a diary of my captivity. I can only guess they are using it to get paid a
ransom.

July 11
This is my diary. It may become more appropriate to call it my last words
but I still have hope it won't come to that. I was abducted from a shopping
mall what I can only guess was a few weeks ago. It is hard to keep track of
the days and nights but I am doing my best. I was walking through the
parking garage and didn't notice anything except that I was a little uneasy
that more people weren't around. As I turned off my car alarm and put my key
into the lock I heard a sound behind me. I turned to see the van parked next
to me was now open and two men reached out of it and pulled me inside. One
man held a knife to my throat to stop me from thrashing about and it was
very successful because as soon as I felt the knife puncture my skin I lied
perfectly still. Once I was still they flipped me onto my stomach. I winced
slightly as they cuffed my hands behind my back and with that the first
kidnapper dropped his knife in front of my face, grabbed a dirty rag off the
van floor and stuffed it into my mouth. Soon after, they had my ankles bound
to my thighs in a very uncomfortable position.

I could still manage to see outside of the van and I got a glimpse of one of
them picking my keys up off of the ground and opening my car door. The van
door then slid shut in front of me but before it did I heard my car start
up. This made me happy since I hoped maybe they just wanted my Porsche but
it turned out I couldn't have been more wrong. We were on the move for
hours, I think it was a highway because I did not feel the van changing
speeds after the first few minutes. After the first hour I lost all feeling
in my legs and I was starting to go a little crazy. At this point I was
almost certain they were going to kill me but I still held out hope. When we
finally reached our destination the driver came back and covered my head
with a thick black hood. He released mt legs brom their bonds but I stil
could not move them. He ordered me to get out of the van and I tried but my
legs were just to weak. I could hear him becoming angry and then he finally
through me over his shoulder and carried my limp body. My body was limp
because I new better than to fight back at this point.

It is nighttime now as I write this. I am in a smooth concrete cell with
only one opening that is unreachable without a ladder. The room is about 12
feet by 6 feet and the only thing in it is a small pillow to sleep on and a
bucket for going to the bathroom. The access door is about 10 feet off the
ground. I have no idea what they want me for at this point since they won't
answer any questions, they simply bark commands at me. . I was fed a small
lunch, barely enough food to keep me from starving. There is a small
porthole style window at the top of one of the walls. I am using this to
tell whether it is day or night. There is also a single light at the top
which is turned on long enough for me to write my entries but no longer.

The light is now off and it is getting dark outside so what remaining light
I have is almost gone. I am going to go to sleep and hope that I wake up at
home, far away from this terrible nightmare.

July 12
I was informed today of my purpose here and I am now truly terrified. I am
not being held so that my rich daddy will pay a ransom. Instead I am being
held because of other wealthy people. I have been given a choice. I can
cooperate and do some very awful things and be let go at some point in the
future or I can be executed. The men that kidnapped me are part of an
underground prostitution and pornography ring. They make the kind of porn
that you can't get on the shelves of your local video store. I am trying to
be as good as I can since I was told that the women that behave the best
suffer the least, although all of the women suffer. The women that don't
cooperate are used for snuff films or are sold into slavery to the highest
bidder. Well, I have to get dressed for my first shoot. I will write more
tonight. Until later...

It was awful. I can barely keep it together to write this but I fear what
they will do with me if I do not keep my diary updated. I was brought into a
room with many torture devices. First I had restraints placed on my wrists
and ankles. They were leather with metal loops. My wrist restraints were
linked together and then attached to a chain hanging from the ceiling. The
chain was then used to lift me off of the ground so that I was dangling by
my hands. It felt as though my arms were going to come out of their sockets.
Two men then grabbed each leg and put a rope through my ankle restraints.
There were then tied to hooks on the floor and spread my legs wide open. My
legs were now spread wide open and I could not move at all. The men then
tore off all of my clothes and started smacking my cunt, legs, and ass. The
next thing I saw was the single scariest moment of my young life. A man in a
black executioners hood came out and at first I thought they were going to
kill me. He opened doors to a furnace which was burning brightly and pulled
out a long black metal rod the end of which was glowing almost white. He
brought it over to me and jammed it into my thigh. I screamed and began to
cry. I could not move away because I was suspended so tightly. He removed
the metal from my thigh and threw cold water on it which seemed to make it
hurt even more. They left me hanging there for hours and I never stopped
crying until I passed out. I pray that someone will come and save me but I
am quickly losing hope and I am too terrified to try to escape. I need toget
some sleep, it is dark outside now. I fear what I will have to write about
tomorrow.







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