| Stacy sat at her desk, hunched over the keyboard watching the words on the papers next to her appear on the screen. Stacy doesn�t think she is much to look at. She is 5 ft tall, 160 lbs, very curvy, with red mousy hair that is always up in a ponytail and glasses over her blue eyes. The quietness isn�t anything new to her as she is working late once again, trying to catch up on her paperwork. Knowing that everyone has left already and Dan, one of the managers had locked up the building before heading out to his Friday night activities with his wife Stacy felt pretty secure in the building. She sits up and rubs her eyes and rolls her shoulders as she hears a noise behind her, tilting her head as if to see if she could hear the strange noise again, she doesn�t and bends her head back to her work once more.
In the parts room behind her, two male figures move quietly to the locked door. One of them hits his knee on the corner of a desk which is the noise Stacy had heard. They both stop and wait holding their breaths until they heard the keys tapping on the keyboard before they move forward. Inching forward they are right next to the locked door. One of the figures hands the other one a key to unlock it. Quickly, the door swings open and the two men slip into the room unnoticed by Stacy. Just as quickly as the door opens it shuts again, with a click. Stacy sits up once more and the men just freeze. Shaking her head as she dismisses the sounds as those of the small rodents that occupy the building, she returns to her work. The men creep towards the unsuspecting girl. One man grabs Stacy by her ponytail and the other grabs her wrists, bring them behind her. Quickly, the one man pulls a blindfold over her eyes as she struggles in their embrace, while the other one cuffs her hands behind her back. Stacy starts to scream, but when she opened her mouth a big red ball is forced inside and tightened around her head. All she can hear are the men chuckling as she tries to kick out at them, only to groan in pain as she hits the desk leg. �Damn that is going to bruise,� she thought. Feeling strong hands grip her waist, she is quickly turned over on her stomach, feeling the keyboard against her soft skin; the men bind her ankles together with rope. Stacy found that the more she struggled to kick, the rope tightened around her ankles biting into her skin. Groaning in frustration, her body is picked up and hoisted over the shoulder of one of the men. Swearing that she can smell the distinct odor of oil and soap mixed together, she knows the man has to be a mechanic, but not sure which one it could be. The man holding her slaps her ass and laughs as they move into the door of which they came in, locking the door behind them. �Maybe once out in the parking lot, someone will think it�s strange to see a woman trussed up on a man�s shoulder� Stacy hoped, but her hopes were lost when she heard a van door open. The man tossed her into the back of the van on top of some blankets; her back hit the parts racks behind her and groaned again. The door shut and then Stacy heard the other doors open in the front of the van. �Shit, what am I going to do? I am stuck in the back of this van and no one will know where I am.� She starts to rock back and forth as the men drive out of the warehouse and close the big overhead door behind them. They stop at the gate and one of the guys, not know who has her yet, swipes his card. Taking a right out of the parking lot onto the main road, Stacy looses all sense of direction and is lulled to sleep. The pain from her hair being pulled on is what woke Stacy up, not the stopping of the vehicle or even when the men removed her from the van. Her blindfold is still on her face and she still has the gag in her mouth, but now she is laying on a hard, cold surface. �It�s cold. Oh fuck, I�m naked� She notices that her hands are not behind her anymore but stretched out above her head, she tries to move them, but finds that she is now in some kind of leather cuff and it�s linked to the hard surface. Testing her feet, she finds that they too are cuffed and linked to the surface. She starts struggling, because whoever had a hold of her hair isn�t letting go, hearing the clinking and clanking of the chains. Suddenly her blindfold is yanked off and the insistent pulling of her hair is stopped. Blinking under the bright light, she looks around at first disorientated. Stacy looks down at her feet, realizing that she is on an examining table. Her nipples are hard as little nubs in the cool air. The only light in the room is right above her. She hears water running and being turned off. Footsteps come towards her, coming to a stop in front of her as her eyes widen. Her heart beats faster as she tries to scream into the gag. Her captor just smiles while he is holding a bowl with water in it. �Stacy, my sweet, I see that you have finally woken up. You see, Ryan and I came up with this plan, since you like to tease us with your low cut blouses and whispers of going out with the two of us. So you see we planned to kidnap you at work. Don�t worry, they won�t miss you, because Ryan is going to call in on Monday to tell them that your mother has passed away and you have moved back to your hometown. You will be ours to do with what we want and how we want.� Johnny smirked as he moved closer to the table. �Of course the first thing we have to do, is get rid of this nasty bush down here.� Stacy starts to shake her head and tears roll down her face. She feels Johnny take a washcloth and wipe it over her pubic hair just to get it wet enough for the razor. Never before had she had her crotch shaved, she was just too grossed out with the whole idea. The soft foam of shaving cream slides over her course hair as Johnny takes out the straight razor. Swiping the razor over the hair quickly, Johnny quickly finishes with Stacy�s pussy. �Oh yes, I do love bald, clean pussies. Just ripe to eat isn�t it?� He leans over, pulling her lips apart to show her pink slit and bud. Softly he blows a warm breath over it and smiles as he feels her shudder. Leaning in a bit closer he inhales and laughs softly as his tongue slides over the bud watching it grow with the little bit of pleasure. �My, my Stacy, you surprise me. Here you are horny because I shaved your little pussy. MMM you do taste good; I can�t wait to taste you when you are dripping with cum.� Stacy, now fully aware of the cool air down on her moist nether lips, starts struggling once more. Yelping in surprise and in pain as she feels a stinging on her leg when Johnny smacks it, she settles down once more only to cry more. She feels him spreading her lips and something hard being pressed into her folds. Clenching her muscles she tries to push it out, but Johnny is to strong for that, slipping a band of leather around her hips, she whimpers realizing that it�s a belt to hold the hard dildo inside of her. The whimpers change into soft moans as pleasure sweeps through her when the dildo starts to vibrate softly, slowly. Her stomach clenches and unclenches as she can feel her pleasure rising and rising. She doesn�t realize that Johnny has started to play with her clit to bring it out even more, and doesn�t feel the clamp that holds onto the little hood that covers her love button. Her moans of desire continue to grow as Johnny takes the needle and shoves it through her hood. Stacy screams into the gag, either from pain or pleasure, Johnny cannot tell as cum seeps out of her pussy around the vibrating strap on. Quickly, he slides the ring through the hood and cleans up the blood. He reaches down and turns the vibrator up higher and grins as Stacy just continues to cum. �Never knew she was a pain slut,� he thought. Seeing if the piercing worked, he taps on the 10 gauge ring and grins as she jumps once more in mounting pleasure. Next he moves to her heavy breasts, god how he loved those 36 D�s and look at those nipples, so big and perky, ready to be nibbled on. Moving even more quickly as the bulge in his pants presses against the zipper, he makes small dots where the needle should come out on each of the nipples. Unable to resist, he leans down and takes one of the nipples into his mouth tonguing the sweet nubbin quickly hearing Stacy pant and moan. He moves to the other one and does the same thing, knowing that Stacy is so close to cumming once more. Taking a new needle he clamps the nipple and pushes through the meaty area, hearing Stacy cry out once more in a mind blowing orgasm, then she is quiet and still. Smiling because Stacy has passed out, he moves to the other side of her and does the same to that breast. He moves back at the still form, her nipples now adorned in pretty 12 gauge rings and her clit hood with a 10 gauge. He rubs his hand over his hardness and groans. Silently letting his pants and underwear fall to the ground, he slides between her legs and takes the belt off of her. Turning off the vibrator, he turns back to the hole in front of him. Her scent overwhelms him as he plunges his cock into her hot pussy. Groaning as he is unable to contain himself he rocks back and forth in the unconscious girl, her pussy still milking him; until he explodes into her depths, spraying his cum inside her. He leaves her there on the table to make a couple of calls, as he is not done with her as of yet. |
| The Taking of Stacy |
| Chapter 1: From the Office to Hell |
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