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From: dom4syf@aol.com (DOM4syf)
Subject: {ASSM} The Abduction of Britney 03/??
Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2001 12:10:03 -0400
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     As I cupped Britney's mound, she continued to squirm to try and get away. 
Once again, she found she was tied tightly and expertly.  She could not escape
my probing fingers as they examined her slit and begin to slowly roll her clit
in a small continual circles.  "Hmmmmm" came from beheath the ball gag as her
eyes grew wide and the tears flowed down her cheeks.  She shook her head "no"
over and over again, as if that was going to stop me, and I laughed as I probed
a bit deeper with my fingers.  Then stopped.

     "Damn, you really are a virgin still.  In spite of your carefully tailored
semi-slut image, you are a virgin, aren't you?"

     She nodded her head yes, and for the first time since she awoke tied to my
table her eyes showed hope.  Somewhere in the recesses of her mind she thought
the fact that she was a virgin would convince me to stop, to let her go.
Obviously, she didn't really understand the situation.  Her virginity just made
what I was planning for her all the more fun.

    I looked at her naked helpless body laying there and it excited me. 
Britney was a virgin.  I smiled at her, softly touched her breasts, carressed
her slit, and then kissed her neck.  She tried to pull away but could not.  

    I removed the ball gag.  

    "LET ME GO YOU SICK FUCK !!!"

    I slapped her.  "That is not nice.  Talk nice."

    "GODDAMN YOU," she screamed as she tried once more to pull free.

    I slapped her harder.  "Talk nice."

    "FUCK YOU!!!  WAIT UNTIL THE POLICE GET YOU FOR THIS!!!"

    I looked her directly and the eye and said slowly and softly almost like
the hiss of a snake, "Britney ,,,,,,, the police ,,,,,, will never ,,,,,,,,
find out.   You ,,,,,,, are never ,,,,,,, ever ,,,,,,, leaving."

    "And ,,,,,, I am your Master.  You will ,,,,,,, address me ,,,,,,,, as
Master ,,,,,, or Sir ,,,,,, from now on."

    "FAT CHANCE YOU PERV!!!!"

    "Wrong answer," I laughed as I took out my plyers and quickly pulled her
belly button ring out with one swift, savage motion.

    "AGHHHHHHHH."   Her body arched in pain.  She was bleeding, but it looked
worse than it really was because of the fatty tissue in that area.  However, it
had the desired effect on her ---- physical terror and the knowledge that I
really could do anything I wanted to with her, to her, and nothing could stop
me.

    I poured rum on the wound.  It stung the open sore and she screamed once
more, even louder.

    "No escape.  Who am I?"

    "Some sick psycho bastard," she wimpered.

    "Wrong answer."  and I bit down on one of her nipples, drawing blood.

    "AKKKKKKKKKKKKKK." she screamed as her eyes rolled back in her head and she
passed out from the fear and pain.


    I left her lying there, and went over to check my computer uplink.  I had
been filming it all and would now edit it.  I did not want to be seen, only
her, and her torture and pain.  There were those across the web who would wish
they had had the nerve to do this.


    "Ohhhhhhhhh," she moaned as she begin to come around.

    "Welcome back, Brit.  You seem to have a bit of a stubborn streak in you,
so I think I shall have to show you the extent of my power over you." 

     She shook her head, trying to clear it again, as I held a 7" vibrator in
front of her face.  "Perhaps ,,,,,,, you will ,,,,,,,,, obey"   

     I begin to slowly insert the vibrator into her virgin pussy.

    "after ,,,,,, a session ,,,,,, with this"

     I slid it fully into her and set it on low, then strapped it into place. 
She would not be able to dislodge it no matter how hard she tried.

     "When you want it removed, just call out for your MASTER."

     "Fuck you," she said more weakly than before.

     "Just yell out for your MASTER,"  I said as I left the room, "and I will
come for you.  Otherwise ,,,,,,,, have fun."



NOTE:  Greatly appreciate the input after part 2.  A couple of good ideas were
suggested, and as this is a work in progress, most likely will show up later in
the story.  Let me know how you the like the story, and any plot twists you
might like to see.  Enjoy.

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reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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