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Subject: {ASSM} A Jailer's Captivity
Date: Sun,  6 Oct 2002 14:10:03 -0400
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This is my 1st attempt at a story.  Please let me know if I should continue,
or hang it up.
meeyass@yahoo.com


A Jailer's Captivity
	I had always considered myself a rather macho type man.  I'm 35
years old, weigh 225 pounds.   I'm 6' tall, and in good shape,
not overly muscular, but well toned.  My profession requires that
I maintain myself in good physical shape.  I've got naturally
curly brown hair, and a very hairy chest and stomach.  I've been
in law enforcement for fifteen years, not as a police officer,
but within the jail setting.  We are trained to rely more on our
physical abilities, than our patrol counterparts  since we carry
no weapons on our persons while on duty.  
	I was living in a second floor apartment in a complex of
approximately 600 units, while attempting to rebound mentally, as
well as finacially, from a rather messy divorce.  The midnight
shift pays an additional bonus due to the hours, and since I was
looking for the extra money, that's when I worked.  
	I had just come home on a Friday morning, and didn't have to
report for duty again until the following Sunday night.  
Entering my apartment, I realized that I had neglected to dispose
of my trash the night before.  Still in my uniform, (the only
difference between my uniform and a partol officer's uniform is
that I don't wear a tie, and I've got short sleeves), I grabbed
the plastic trash bag, tied it, and proceeded down the stairs to
the garbage receptacle located about twenty yards from my
apartment.  As I swung my arm up to toss the bag into the
containr, I was attacked from behind.  What seemed to be a pillow
case was placed over my head, blinding me.  My first reaction was
to reach for the covering with my hands.  As I did so, a noose
fashioned from linens enveloped my hands and was drawn tight
about my wrists.  Realizing I was almost immobilized, I swung my
right leg around, in an attempt to upend my attacker.  A forceful
knee to my groin dropped me to my knees, gasping for air, and
writing in pain.  Another piece of linen was tied tight over my
mouth, rendering me mute, except for a low groan.  
	I was then made to walk, and after proceeding about ten yards or
so, I was spun around repeatedly, which completely disorientated
my sense of direction.   I knew I was near the center of the
apartment complex, but had no idea of which direction I was being
led.    After walking perhaps fifty yards, I was led into an
apartment on the ground floor.  How no one saw what was occuring
was beyond my belief, as this was about 8:00 in the morning. 
Once inside, the door closed behind me, and was locked.  
	I was led into what must've been the living room area.  My
uniform shirt was ripped open, and removed to the point where my
wrists were tethered together.  My boots and socks were removed.
My belt unbuckled and whisked from my trouser's belt loops making
a slapping sound.  My pants were then opened, and dropped to my
ankles.
	Then, there was no movement for thirty seconds or so.  I stood
there, hooded, unable to speak or see, my wrists bound in front
of me, with my uniform shirt dangling from them, and my pants at
my ankles.   I heard some whispering, and knew that there were at
least two captors.  I felt, and heard my own hand-cuffs snap
around my left wrist.  The linen manacle was  removed, and before
I couls attempt to swing my arms, they were forced behind me,
where the other hand-cuff was snapped tight over my right wrist.

	A chop to the back of one knee instructed me to raise one leg,
and then the other, while my uniform pants were removed.  I was
now naked, save for my underwear, and hand-cuffed from behind. 
My own belt was made into a choker, and placed around my neck. 
As the pillow case was being removed from my head, a hand pulled
my head back, by the hair, and the belt tightened.    A ball-gag
was forced into my mouth just as soon as the linen gag was
loosened.  The hood was completly removed, and a blinding
sleep-mask placed in it's stead.  My eyes hadn't had time to
adjust to the light, let alone catch a glimpse of my captors.  
	I was led into a closet, and was forced to sit in a wooden chair
which had been placed inside, and tied to it.  The closet door
was closed, and I was left to sit, and ponder my fate.  As I sat,
bound to my chair, I heard muffled voices.  They were female! 
Simultaniously, I began to feel ashamed as well as slightly
aroused.  Ashamed at not being able to defend myself with two
females, and aroused by the unknown.  
	Hours passed, and I had fallen asleep, (don't forget, I had been
awake all night, at work).  I awoke to the sound of the door
latch opening.  I was untied from the chair.
"Stand up, Worm."
	I slowly rose from the chair, but couldn't respond, due to the
ball-gag.
"Walk, worm.", she ordered.  I slowly proceeded forward, her
voice guiding me into the living room's spacious area.  'Crack!'
my belt came crashing across the backs of my thighs.  "Mmmgh" was
all I could utter.
"When you're told to do something from either Marcia, or myself,
you'd better be quick about it."
"Mmmgh."
	"He's a nice speciman Gloria, I think he'll do fine", Marcia
spoke as she gently explored my chest, stomach, and ass, before
coming to a rest on the bulge on the front of my briefs.  I
couldn't help but feel some stirring in my balls as Marcia's
fingers outlined my cock through my briefs.  "Yes he is.  He'll
do us well.", Gloria replied.
	What in God's name were they talking about?  Do what fine and
well?  What was in store for me?  Fingers quickly grasped my
briefs and pulled them down, exposing me in front of these two
women.  
"Look Gloria," Marcia laughed, "he's getting an erection!  He
must think he's gonna get lucky."
"We're the ones who're gonna get lucky this weekend", Gloria
giggled.
	My wooden chair was brought from the closet, and placed in front
of me, with it's back facing me.
"Lean forward, Worm." Gloria commanded.
	I did as she instructed, the chair's back making contact with my
stomach.  My legs were spread and taped to the chair's legs.  A
hand reached under and caressed my scrotem sack before slipping
some kind of rubber band around my balls.  
"Marcia, you can warm him up."  With that, I heard footsteps and
heard a 'whooshing' sound.  
'Whoosh-Smack!'.  A wooden paddle came crashing into my bared
ass.
"Mmmugh!" was all I could say.
'Whoosh-Smack!'		'Whoosh-Smack!'		'Whoosh-Smack!'		
	One after another after another the paddle struck both of my
ass' cheeks, and around the back of my legs.  The pain was
intense.  I hadn't been paddled this severely since my sixth
grade art teacher found my collection of erotic drawings
depicting her and the school's principal.  Had it not been for
the sleep mask, tears surely would've flowed from my eyes.  
	Marcia wielded the paddle repeatedly, with no pause in her
rhythm, for what seemed like hours, but in reality was
twenty-five wallops.  She stopped and I felt a hand on my sore,
hot ass.
"Ooh, feel the warmth.  You've done a fine job."
"Thanks, Gloria." Marcia replied, as she too, placed her hands on
my ass, feeling it's heat.
"Will you give him a caning now?"
"Soon enough, but first I want him to learn how it feels to be
treated like a piece of meat."
	Gloria sounded angry, as I wondered what was in store for me.  I
felt someone kneeling behind me, and felt breath on my semi-erect
cock.  In an instant, my cock was enveloped in the warm mouth of
one of my captors, her tongue expertly licking me in just the
right way.  I grew rock hard in an instant as she continued
sucking.  Then her mouth released my cock, and began flicking
about on my asshole.  Had it not been for the binding tightly
secured around my nuts, I surely would've cum right then and
there.  But, there was to be no release for me.  
	A greased finger impaled itself into my anus, and began tickling
my prostate.  Then I heard Gloria's voice.  
"Marcia, move over while I take him."
Take me where?  What was about to happen to me?
"Wait Gloria, I want to hear his reaction."
The ball-gag was removed from my mouth just as Gloria's hands
grasped onto my hips, and I felt something hard push slightly
against my asshole.  Oh my God!  She's wearing a strap-on!  
	She pushed against me, and my virgin asshole offered resistance.
 Suddenly, the resistance gave way, and about two inches of dildo
cock rammed into my ass.  I screamed in agony, and was sure that
my ass had been ripped open, and was bleeding all over the
carpet.  Marcia placed her hand behind my head and guided my face
forward.  I smelled her lust before  I felt it's stickiness.  My
nose became buried in pussy.  This was an attempt to get my mind
off of the extreme pain the dildo in my ass was causing.  
	Gloria's hand began slapping my already red ass, as she
forcefully withdrew and re-entered my stretching ass, inching
more of it into me with each thrust.  Her ire raised, or her
patience exhausted, but Gloria dug her fingers intomy hips, and
slammed the dildo cock all the way into me!  I thought I would
black out, the pain was so intense!  Marcia was rubbing her sex
against my face, tickling her clit with my nose.  Gloria began
long-stroking my ass with her strap-on.
"How's it feel to be treated like a fuckin' whore, Worm?" Gloria
demanded to know, while fucking my ass.
"Ah, Ah, Ah" was all I could muster as I fainted from the pain. 

	I was awakened by the feel of my cock being sucked.  Marcia was
licking me again.  She seemed sympathetic towards me.  My ass
felt sore as hell from my fucking.  She again positioned  herself
so that her pussy was in front of my face.  I don't know why, but
I wanted to pleasure this woman with my tongue.  I extended my
tongue and began to taste her charms.  She shuddered and moaned,
and I tasted her cum within seconds. I kept my tongue active, and
gently nibbled on her clit.  This caused her second orgasm.   Her
body remained tense and convulsing.  Her hands firmly grasped the
back of my head, and held my face to her sex.  I lapped eagerly
at her honey-pot, tongue fucking her, when...
'Ssschwipp-Thwack!'  Athin cane seared across my poor worn out
ass.
"Having fun, are we, Worm?"  Gloria had returned and had her cane
with her.
"Are you ready for your caning, Worm?"
"Please don't..."
'Ssschwipp-Thwack!'-again!  I felt a fresh welt rising with each
impact of the cane on my cheeks.  After ten lashes, she paused
and inserted a smaller vibrator-cock into my ass, and turned it
on.  My opening having been stretched by her strap-on earlier,
this smaller one slid in effortlessly.  Then...
'Ssschwip-Thwack!'  again, and again, and again.  I was crying
like a baby, only the mask preventing the tears from rolling down
my cheeks.  As Gloria thrashed my ass, my ass' muscles held the
vibrating dildo in place.  Finally, Gloria's arm tired, and my
whipping ended.  I was untaped from the chair, and placed on the
carpeted floor.  My fully erect cock saluting my two captors.
	Gloria positioned herself so that her pussy was now on my mouth,
and her asshole at my nose.  Marcia climbed onto my cock, and her
pussy swallowed it up.  I pleasured Gloria's sex with my mouth,
causing her to climax several times.  She tasted delicious. 
Marcia, in the meantime, was riding me like a bucking bronco in a
rodeo.  All the while, the vibrator was buzzing up my asshole! 
	My captors changed positions, and each had at least one more
orgasm.  My balls were aching to explode, but the band around
them prevented that.  They both rose up off of me, and I felt my
blindfold being loosened, and then removed!  It took a couple of
seconds, but, when my eyes finally focused, I was gazing up into
Gloria's freshly fucked pussy, just as she began to release a
warm stream of urine all over my face, and into my mouth.  I
coughed as I accidently swallowed some and heard Marcia giggle. 
Then, I felt a second stream flow over my stomach, cock, balls,
and run down into my ass.  I can't explain why, but, I was very
excited by all of this.  When they both had finished, I was
finally able to see my captors.
	Gloria stood about 5'7'', with large firm breasts, and a wool
covered bush.  Her black hair was almost waist length.  She had
long slender legs that went all the way up to her perfct
tear-drop shaped ass.  
	Marcia was shorter, about 5'4", with plump tits, and a clean
shaven pussy.  She had red hair, about shoulder length, and was a
little on the chubby side.  
	I begged them to release my restraints, but "not quite yet."  
Marcia rolled me onto my side and began slowly fucking me, by
removing and re-inserting the vibrator that, until then, had been
still buzzing up my ass.  I moaned, and pleaded with them to at
least remove the tether from my balls, and allow me to cum. 
Again, "not quite yet."  
	Marcia removed the dildo from my ass, and turned it off.  With
Gloria's assistance, she placed me in the wooden chair.  Once
again, I was taped in place, but this time, I was able to speak
and see.  My captors embraced each other, and after groping and
caressing each other, settled into the 69 position with Gloria on
the top.  I watched as these two women loved each other, bringing
each other to multiple orgasms.  Once they had ceased, they rose,
and left the room. I heard the shower run, and had to sit there
with aching balls straining against the rubber band restraint,
begging for release.  
	After about thirty minutes, they re-entered the room.  Gloria
attired in a black Dominatrix outfit with red, fish-net
stockings.  She carried a riding crop that had at least ten
different leather strops attached to it's end.  Marcia wore
nothing but a bath towel around her.
"Marcia seems to be attracted to you Worm.  Would you like to
fuck her?"
	I don't know why after all I'd been through but, I was shocked
by the bluntness of her question.  Before I could answer, she
reached out and pulled away the towel from Marcia's body, leaving
her naked before me, her clean shaven sex pouting invitingly.  
"Can you be trusted, Worm?"
	I assured Gloria that I could be trusted, and that I'd really
love to fuck Marcia.  Marcia walked up to me, removed  the tape
that secured my wrists and ankles to the chair, but instructed me
to not touch the band around my balls.  She leaned forward and
lovingly kissed me on my lips, then stood erect, turned around
and bent down on the floor on her hands and knees, her plump ass
staring me in the face.  
	Gloria folded her arms across her chest, still holding the crop.
 "Fuck her now, Worm."    I rose from my chair, totally naked,
and for the first time in roughly ten hours, I was untethered.  I
walked the few steps to Marcia unsteady, and dropped to my knees.
 Placing my hands on Marcia's hips I swiviled my hips,
positioning my cock's head towards her glistining honey-pot.  
'Schwoosh-Schwaack!'
"Not so fast, Worm.  Before you fuck it, you've got to kiss
it...and not her pussy!"
	I obediently backed away and lowered my face to Marcia's
asshole, breathing in her scent.  I lightly kissed her about her
ass cheeks, and methodically worked my way to her brown eye.  As
my tongue touched her opening, she moaned, but maintained her
position.  I ran circles around her hole with my tongue, causing
her moaning to become quite loud.  I thrust my tongue into her
and felt her tense.  Her ass' muscles clamped around my tongue as
she came.  Weakened, she dropped down onto her elbows, which
placed her in an even more inviting position.  
	I stood on my knees and, rubbinh spit onto my penis, placed it's
head at her asshole's opening.  With one forceful plunge, my cock
was buried in her ass.  She pushed back, meeting my thrust.  I
began pumping in and out of her, each motion countered by motions
of her own.  Her ass seemed to be clinging to my cock for dear
like, each time I pulled away.  Again, my balls were aching to
cum.  
'Schwoosh-Schwaack!'	'Schwoosh-Schwaack!'
	Gloria began strapping my ass as I fucked Marcia's, but this
time it seemed to heighten my pleasure.  I felt fingers grabbing
under my ass on my balls.  In one motion, the band was removed
from my sack.  
	Almost instantly, I came.  Spurt after spurt of cum pumping into
Marcia's willing ass.  I grabbed her hips and slammed into her,
my balls slapping against her.  Finally spent, I fell forward
onto Marcia's back, my quickly shrinking dick easing out of her
ass.  
'Schwoosh-Schwaack!'  again, as the crop sliced into my ass
again.
"It's my turn now, Worm.  And you'd better have saved some for
me!"
	I looked behind me to see Gloria positioning herself on her back
on the carpet, her vinyl suit having been removed, and her wooly
pussy glistening with moisture.  My dick once again sprung to
life and I crawled over to Gloria.  I started at her feet,
licking her soles, and sucking on each toe.  Kissing and licking
her ankles up to her knees.  Discovering how sensitive she is
behind her knees.  Up her thighs.  Purposely avoiding her mound,
I continued up her body, exploring her with my tongue.  Her belly
button, her fingers, arms, neck, and breasts.  I gently bit her
nipple, which caused her to cum instantly.  I straddled her, my
knees at her rib-cage, my now fully erect cock about to enter the
gully between her breasts.  
	I slowly slid between her tits, and she responded by squeezing
them tightly together.  I began a rhythm between her breasts, and
each time my cock's head would poke out from between her tits,
she'd flick her tongue at it.  She sensed that I was getting
close, and pushed me back, wanting to be fucked in the
conventional manner.  I obliged her by spreading her legs wide,
placing  the backs of her knees in the inside of my elbow joint,
and boring into her until our pubic hair intertwined.  Again, I
began a slow, long-stroking rhythm.  Marcia crawled over and,
with her back to me, sat on Gloria's face.  I could see my own
sperm oozing out  of Marcia's asshole as Gloria licked Marcia's
pussy.  I started to cum again.  My load being pumped into Gloria
caused her to cum too, which caused her to bite hard on Marcia's
clit, which caused her to cum, as well. 
	Spent and exhausted, we all just laid on the carpet, panting,
not saying a word.  Gloria was the first to rouse, crawling out
from under me, and going behind me.  I felt fingers caress my
asscheeks, tracing the welts now well risen from the brutal
assault I had endured, but still soothing, with a cool to the
touch lotion.  
"You'll think of this day, each time you sit down for at least a
week, Worm.", she whispered as she playfull slapped my tender
ass.  The pain I felt as she touched my ass led me to believe
that she was telling me the truth.  
	Standing up, Gloria led Marcia and me into the shower, where we
spent the next half hour or so, lathering each other's bodies.  I
fucked Gloria in the ass while in the shower, while Marcia soaped
our bodies.  
	After drying ourselves off, Marcia fetched my uniform, and
handed it to me.  I dressed, and was led to the door.
"We'll see you again."  Marcia said as the door closed behind me.
 
"I'm sure we will..." I thought, as I realized that the apartment
I had been held captive in all day, was the apartment directly
below my own!
	





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