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Any resemblance to anyone, either alive or\par dead, is purely coincidental.\par \par Please! Send me your comments!\par \par Email to notmystory@kc.rr.com\par ************************************************************************\par \par I also want to give a big thanks to Ted E. Bear, who reformatted and proof\par read the story.\par \par Not My Story\par +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\par Kelly's Conversion \par \par \par \par Prologue \par I had known her since fourth grade, her family had moved into to our\par neighborhood that summer and she and her two twin brothers had all\par started school that year. Kelly was a year older than the twins but\par her parents had held her back so they would all be in the same grade.\par I was always attracted to her, finding her beautiful even way back\par then. Through junior high and high school she had always been very\par athletic, being the star player on the girl's basketball, softball,\par volleyball, and track teams. She was intelligent also.\par \par Starting in junior high I had asked her out every year and every year\par she blew me off never taking me seriously. You couldn't say we were\par friends, but we did talk from time to time, but just about school stuff.\par After graduation I went off to college to become a computer programmer\par not knowing what had happened to her.\par \par About a year after I had graduated college, I was working as a computer\par consultant working at different job sites and working on a variety of\par systems. I met Ryan, while working for the local power plant modernizing\par their systems. He was just some lowly technician who had been assigned\par to drive me to the different sites while I upgraded them. As the job\par took two weeks, we had kind of become friends. At the beginning of the\par second week, on Monday, he told me he was going to the bar that evening\par to watch the football game and invited me to join him. I told him thanks,\par but I don't drink. He said great, then you can be the designated driver.\par Reluctantly I agreed to join him, never enjoying the bar scene, as I\par didn't drink or smoke. I meet him at his place after work, where he\par changed his clothes then he scribbled a note to his wife. Telling me\par that his wife was at the Church, helping out with their vacation bible\par school.\par \par That night he had gotten drunk and stupid, even before the game came\par on. Realizing this guy was a complete ass hole, as I then watched him\par flirt with every gal in the place. All this while his wife was at\par vacation bible school, what a winner. Remembering why I hated bars, I\par hoped he wouldn't do anything too stupid, knowing I still had four days\par worth of work to do with this genius. As the game played on, his state\par went from drunk to shit faced, and as the game ended, our team losing, I\par began to shuffle him back to my car, happy that this night was about over.\par \par Ryan so drunk that he could barely stand, having to grab onto me to steady\par himself several times. Once in the car we headed to his place. He just\par kept chatting endlessly the whole time. He was a friendly, talkative\par drunk and gave me his whole life story on the thirty minute drive, even\par telling me about how timid his wife was. I mean really, what was he\par thinking. We barely knew each other and yet here he was telling me how hot\par she was, and how she is in great shape, as she went to the gym three times\par a week. Then complaining about how boring in the sack she was, never\par allowing him to try anything new, that they always had sex in the same\par position and she wouldn't even let him leave the lights on when they\par did it.\par \par He went on about how he had begged her to let him take some Polaroid's\par of her and how she went ballistic at the very thought. Wishing he would\par just shut up, I just kept driving, not saying a word. As he continued\par to go on about their relationship and their troubles. I was relieved\par when I pulled into his driveway, watching him get out of the car and\par stumble towards his front door.\par \par He dropped his keys twice trying to open his door. Deciding that the lush\par would never get in without some help, I got out of my car and joined him\par at the front door, picking up his keys, as he dropped them once again. As\par I asked him which key it was to open the door, he leaned against it, to\par steady himself. As he started to reply to my question, the front door was\par pulled open, causing him to fall forward into his wife.\par \par As he fell forward, his hand had gotten tangled in her robe. Having\par just gotten out of the shower, when she heard her husband trying to open\par the door with his key, she had pulled on her long bath robe, and had come\par down to let him in. As he pulled himself up, with her help, his arm pulled\par her robe open, exposing me to a full frontal view of her body, as I stood\par just to the side on the front porch. After steadying him, she pulled her\par robe closed again, not realizing that I had just gotten a peek at her body.\par As Ryan began to introduce us, I looked at her face. There in front of me\par was Kelly, my Kelly from the old neighborhood.\par \par Seeing he made it in okay, I told Kelly it was good to see her again,\par and lying to her, I told her that I had had fun tonight. Going home\par that night I laid in bed, thinking of Kelly and how great she had\par looked. Thinking to myself what a younger me would have given for a\par view of her like I had gotten tonight. I began to wonder how she had\par married this retard, when she wouldn't even go out on a date with me.\par Then it came to me. A fiendish plan to befriend her husband, and get\par close to her. Then see what opportunities presented themselves to me.\par \par The next week Ryan and I went back to the bar and watched the game even\par though I had already moved onto another job. With a little work from\par me, we became fast friends, as he was happy to have someone to get out\par of the house with. As the months went by we started to hangout about\par twice a week, Ryan grateful to have someone to drive him from bar to\par bar. As time went on, I had learned that one of her brothers had\par introduced her to Ryan, after the two men had meet at a bar. From there\par they began to date, and eventually married. Having only been married\par for six months when I had meet Ryan.\par \par Kelly had been raised in a very religious family, and as she had matured,\par she embraced her religion and found it rewarding. She taught Sunday\par school to the toddler class even though she had no children of her own.\par She also cleaned the church building, and was an assistant in the morning\par Preschool class throughout the year, for which she was paid a meager\par $150.00 a week. But since she was not doing it for the money, she found\par it rewarding, and at 24, she found herself happy with her life, hoping to\par have children of her own soon, once Ryan found a better job. Her only wish\par was that her husband would give up his drinking, and embrace her religion.\par \par Ryan was still pretty good friends with Chuck, one of Kelly's younger twin\par brothers the two would often go to one of local casino's together a couple\par of nights a week. Her brothers, not embracing their religious upbringing as\par she had, were a couple of degenerates, each one moving from job to job and\par always getting into trouble. Between spending a couple of nights out with me\par and a couple out with her brother Chuck, the newlyweds Ryan and Kelly saw\par very little of each other, over the next three years, as I worked my way\par into their lives. I had built them a computer, so that Ryan could surf the\par net, and to help Kelly prepare her Sunday school lessons. Kelly even asked\par me to design and host her church's webpage, as I ran several webpages on\par the side to boost my income. I got to really know her, as we worked\par together on the church's webpage design, making it just the way that she\par wanted it.\par \par It was then that I decided that it was time to make my move.\par \par \par \par Chapter One - The Setup\par \par \par After pretending to be his friend for the last 3 years, in hopes of\par getting a shot at his wife, my old crush from High School, I decided that\par it was time to make things happen. Having set myself a backdoor into\par their computer, when I gave it to them. I had also showed Ryan how to use\par it to manage their finances, and pay bill's online. I had shown Kelly how\par to use it to chat with her parents, who had moved to Chicago. Lastly\par I allowed them to use the small ISP that I ran, to host webpages with, as\par their Internet connection for free.\par \par Having looked over their finances through the back door in their computer,\par I saw that they were in bad shape financially. Seeing that they had two\par mortgages on their home, and were behind on all of their bills, due to Ryan's\par apparent gambling problem. Having played the part of the good friend, I\par continually warned him to stay away from the casinos, but he never listened\par to my warnings.\par \par As I witnessed Ryan's destructive, downward spiral, I devised my plan. Ryan,\par stressed from his financial problems, and reluctant to talk to me due to my\par constant warnings to him. He began to go out more often, trying to drink\par away his problem's, this led him into having a short lived affair with one\par of the local barflies. I couldn't understand why he was cheating on his\par beautiful wife with this women, seeing that she was over weight and not\par very attractive in my opinion. Kelly on the other hand was gorgeous. I myself\par being a face guy, I was drawn to her deep blue eyes and angelic face. Her\par wavy brown hair dipping beneath her shoulders to the small of her back. Her\par face reminded me of Kathy Ireland's only softer. I was in love with Ryan's\par wife, my "friends" wife.\par \par Having photographed his affair with the barfly I knew I could end his\par marriage at any time, knowing that Kelly, with her religious beliefs would\par never be able to accept his infidelity. That, combined with her gaining\par the knowledge of their true financial troubles, would surely cause a\par divorce. Who knows, if I played my cards right, I could sweep in and pick\par her up, by being her white knight, but hearing Ryan's complaints about her\par prudishness, I knew it wasn't enough to simply make her my wife, in fact,\par it was no longer my goal. I knew I wanted to make her mine, my slave and my\par whore, so that she would carry out all my wildest dreams and fantasies, her\par own reservations be damned.\par \par Having all the pieces in place I waited until Ryan was particularly\par depressed, having just received a letter threatening foreclosure on his\par home, as he was now five months behind on his first mortgage, and swamped\par with bills totaling over $85,000.00. I broached the subject cautiously,\par suggesting he let me help him refinance his house as the interest\par rates where now the lowest that they had been in our lifetimes, telling\par him that it could save him big money. Knowing he was about to lose his home\par and cars and couldn't hide it from me or anyone any longer, he began to\par explain his situation to me, unaware that I already knew it all.\par \par I sat down and acted shocked, as he told me how suddenly he had hit a run of\par bad luck at the casinos and gotten in bad shape. Of course I knew that his\par sudden streak had been going on for over a year. He began to tell me how\par he'd written bad check's, and had let Kelly do so unknowingly, also upwards\par of $5000.00 dollars, and that there had been warrants issued for both of\par their arrests over the matter. He explained to me the hell he'd gone through\par having had his phone number changed, and the old one forwarded to his cell\par phone and how he'd gotten their mail delivered to a post office box to insure\par that Kelly didn't find out.\par \par Having drunk several beers now, my treat of course, he began to cry,\par telling me that there was no way to hide it from her now. Trying to comfort\par him, I told him not to worry, that maybe he could ask his folks for some\par help or maybe Kelly's family. Surely they'd help to keep their daughter out\par of jail. He told me neither could help, reminding me of that which I\par already knew, but only feigned ignorance for his benefit. His parents had\par just filed bankruptcy on their small farm a year ago, and Kelly's parents,\par her mother a cafeteria worker and her father, now disabled after a heart\par attack, had been a janitor, so combined, they made less than his pitiful\par salary. Not to mention the fact that they already disliked their alcoholic\par son-in-law.\par \par Pretending to contemplate the situation, I finally offered to help him,\par telling him it would hit me hard in my wallet. Not letting him know that\par the adult websites I hosted, netted me over a million dollars in the\par previous year, and brought in over $90,000.00 dollars a month, and then\par there was my day job. Never flaunting the money I had, in front of my\par "friends", I had always let on that I was doing okay, but was still hoping\par to do better. Although I made plenty from my web hosting, I still worked\par as a consultant, because I enjoyed my work and it had its benefits.\par \par Knowing how much money we were talking about, he told me that he couldn't\par let me do that, it would be asking too much of anyone. I said fine, knowing\par hat he wouldn't be able to hold out long.\par \par After a half hour at the bar, and another beer for him, he turned and asked,\par "Would you really be willing to do that?"\par \par I looked back and said, "Maybe."\par \par He looked at me and said, "Look, I'd do anything to make this all just go\par away. Is there anything that I can do to get you to help us?"\par \par I looked him in the eyes and said, "Yes."\par \par "What, what would you want, in order to help me? Anything, I mean anything\par you want, just name it." he pleaded, desperate to seal the deal.\par \par "I want to fuck Kelly." I coldly responded.\par \par To my surprise he sat for several minutes, thinking over my offer. As I had\par expected a flat refusal, this was totally unexpected.\par \par "Look I would certainly allow you to have sex with my wife, but Kelly, you\par know her, she'd never go along with it, not in a million years. There's got\par to be something else I...."\par \par I cut him off. "She doesn't have to agree. I have everything figured out.\par Now do you want my help or not Ryan?"\par \par "Yeah, I want your help. If you think you got it figured out, then yes,\par let's do it. Okay" He replied immediately.\par \par I was shocked at how quickly he gave his wife over to another man. He really\par was low, here was a guy who bragged how he had taken his wife's virginity on\par their wedding night, and had been the only man she'd ever been with, and now,\par with less than five minutes of deliberation, he had agreed to let another\par man have her. Kelly deserved better than this guy, he was below her, too bad\par she was in for worse.\par \par I instructed him to take tomorrow afternoon off and meet me at my place at\par 2:00. He said okay, without even a single question. I had spent the\par morning paying off Kelly's bad checks, not worried about Ryan's. I had\par transferred $22,300.00 dollars into his account the amount of all of his\par late bill's, enough money for him to get them caught up on all of their\par debts. I knew that he wouldn't use the money for its intended purposes, so\par I bought the mortgage to his house from the bank.\par \par He arrived at my place late, 2:30, and he'd been drinking. I showed him\par the deposit slip from his bank, telling him that I had placed more than\par enough money, to get his bills caught up, and that I had taken care of\par Kelly's bad checks and warrants, not mentioning his at all.\par \par Next I said "Okay, just so that we have no misunderstanding, I want you to\par go through the terms of your arrangement with me." handing him a piece of\par paper, he read off aloud the terms of our deal, unaware that I was recording\par the whole thing on video tape. No longer reading from the paper, when he was\par asked what I got in return, he did an impromptu answer of "You get to fuck\par the shit out of my wife Kelly."\par \par The recording went better than I had hoped, thanks to his unscripted\par comments, I hit the stop button on the remote in my pocket, ending the\par recording. I handed him a small packet of white powder and instructed him\par to put it in Kelly's juice when she got back from the gym that evening. I\par told him to then go out with Kelly's brother Chuck, like he normally did.\par Handing him a thousand dollar's cash and telling him to have fun. He told\par me to do the same! Chuckling as he left, totally unconcerned for his wife.\par \par I waited until 7:00 to leave, having already packed my bags and calling\par a friend at the sheriff's department before I left. Arriving at Kelly's\par house at 7:20, I used the key that I had gotten copied from Ryan's one\par night when we'd been to out, and he was too drunk to notice. Entering the\par house, I found Kelly sleeping on the couch, still wearing the leotard\par and tights she had worn to the gym.\par \par Setting the bag at my side, I reached out and touched her face, knowing\par that I had less than thirty minutes before she regained consciousness.\par Quickly setting up the two tripods I placed the camcorders in place and\par pulled the hood over my head. I pressed record on each camera, making sure\par that they were focused on my victim. Next I pulled out a pair of surgical\par shears from my bag, and began to cut away her clothing. Moving up the left\par side of her body, I sliced through her clothes with ease. Then moving on to\par the right I sliced through just as quickly. Making sure I wasn't blocking\par the camera's view, I peeled her leotard off of her, removing her tights with\par it, leaving her front half exposed, but still lying on the back half of the\par outfit. I rolled her to one side and then pulled it out from under her. Next\par I reached into my bag, removed a syringe and a bottle of cleanser. Pulling\par some cotton balls from my bag I cleaned off an area on her arm, and then\par injected her with the syringe. Next I removed a leather hood from my bag\par and placed it over her head.\par \par Walking out of the kitchen and into the garage, I lifted the door and\par backed my van in. After opening the back doors to the van, I went back\par inside and packed things up and brought the bags out to the van. Going back\par in, I placed a matching pair of leotards and tights in the restroom hamper.\par Returning to Kelly's unconscious form, I lifted her up and carried her to\par the van, depositing her in the back. I closed the doors and drove the van\par out of the garage. I then lowered the garage doors, making sure that I\par didn't lock it.\par \par Back in the van I drove to her Church's building, only a few blocks away.\par Once there, I drove around back and pulled up next to a door located next to\par the dumpster. Climbing through the back of the van, I opened the rear doors\par jumped down and unlocked the door into the building. Concealed between the\par building and the dumpster, no one could have seen me carry her into the\par building. I carried her into the chapel area of the building. Of course it\par was empty this late in the evening. I laid her down on the table in the\par front of the room and returned to the van, grabbing two of the bags.\par \par Returning to Kelly, with the bags, I began to setup, I placed four Mini-DVD\par camcorders around her. Once the cameras were in place, I removed her hood\par and began to record from the cameras. In just a minute or two, she began to\par move slowly at first, but then more deliberately. Not fully conscious, even\par as she opened her eyes and began to moan, she began using her finger to rub\par her clit.\par \par I had chosen the drugs that I had used on her carefully, making sure that\par in addition to raising her sex drive through the roof, it would allow her\par to remember the events of the night, but not like a memory, rather more\par like a dream, leaving her unsure of what really happened, or if anything\par happened at all. The drug that I had given her was a powerful aphrodisiac,\par and coupled with the drug that I had given to Ryan, to put into her drink,\par had left her in a state of semi-consciousness. She was already on the brink\par of an orgasm, as the drug coursed throughout her body, but she needed\par something more to push her over the threshold.\par \par As she rubbed her clit with her fingers, she began to moan loudly. Her\par mind unaware of where she was, or of what was happening to her, but still\par registering the sights from inside of the church building, yet unable to\par put the pieces together. The drugs left her brain fried at the time, and\par very open to suggestion.\par \par I said to her? "Kelly, you want to suck a cock, don't you?"\par \par Although she had never done it before, not even to her husband, she said,\par "Yeah, I want to suck cock."\par \par I told her to beg me to let her suck my cock, and she did. "Come on please\par let me suck your cock." she pleaded.\par \par I slid my member free from my pants. It was already hard and I placed it to\par her lips. She just laid there stroking her cunt and moaning, unable to\par achieve her release. Seeing that she didn't know what to do, I simply pushed\par her cheeks together, causing her mouth to form a lovely 'O', then I shoved\par my cock into her mouth. Disappointed by the poor blow job that I was getting,\par I pulled my dick from her lips and asked her to beg me to fuck her.\par \par "Please fuck me!" she cooed loudly, as I stepped around to her pussy.\par \par I grabbed an ankle in each of my hands, and pushed her legs apart, as I\par slid her around on the table. Looking down at her eyes, now wide open,\par looking up at my hooded face, with a blank stare in them, as her drug\par crazed mind tried to make sense of what was happening to her. Looking\par down at the girl that I had wanted for more than ten years, I slowly slid\par into her womanhood.\par \par She closed her eyes and began to say, "Yes! Yes! Do it!" Needing to feel\par her release.\par \par Knowing that this was perfect for my needs, I continued to slowly thrust\par into my dream girl. This caused her lust filled mind to overload and she\par began to buck back at my dick, humping me. It felt great as she found her\par release on my member, while I slid in and out of her repeatedly, taking note\par as to how tight she was. I must admit I didn't last long that first night,\par but that was okay, as I was sure I would get a second chance.\par \par I returned her home after I had finished. I had chosen to shoot my load\par across her toned athletic belly, as I wanted to leave her guessing,\par wondering if anything really happened this evening or was it just a\par dream. Collecting my equipment I returned her to her home and after\par cleaning her up, I placed a night gown on her and put her in bed.\par \par She awoke the next morning from a surreal dream. Remembering having\par sex with a hooded stranger wearing black. As her mind said "No", but\par her body screamed "Yes", she was unable to take control of her thoughts.\par But as she looked around, she saw that she was in her own bed, alone,\par wearing her night gown just like normal. It was just after 9:30 am, as she\par finally got up and around. After showering and getting dressed, she noted\par that once again Ryan had not made it home last night. As she rushed off to\par the morning preschool where she worked, she gave little more thought to her\par dream.\par \par Once the children had left, she found herself drawn to the chapel. Inside\par she looked around, as she walked towards the table at the front. As she\par looked up at the ceiling, she had a strange feeling of remembering being\par here in her dream, with the masked stranger. A chill ran down her spine and\par she left to go home, being too scared to stay in the church building alone\par today.\par \par When she returned home she began to do her chores taking the laundry from\par the hamper she started the wash unaware that her clothes had been switched\par the night before. At about 1:30 the phone rang. It was Ryan, he had been\par picked up for DWI last night on his way to the casino. This had been his\par fourth time and, in addition, he had warrants out for his arrest about some\par bad checks, he had explained to her and then asked her to bail him out.\par \par Getting her keys, she grabbed her purse and started to leave. As she walked\par out to her car she found an envelope placed under one of the windshield wiper\par blades of her car. Inside it was a single photograph. A picture of her laying\par across the table in the front of the chapel at the church, her eyes wide open\par looking at the camera, as she laid nude with her fingers in her sex.\par \par Chapter 2\par \par Kelly drove to the jail. to bail Ryan out, in complete shock, unsure of what\par he had really done, and why this was happening to them. As she arrived at the\par jail, she began to question in her mind, if Ryan had somehow had something to\par do with her being raped in the church, as well as the pictures that were taken\par of her rape. He had hounded her for the entire first year of their marriage to\par allow him to photograph her in the nude. She had always refused his requests,\par until finally he stopped asking her.\par \par As she was paying his bail, to get him out of jail, she asked the officer when\par he had been arrested. He told her that Ryan had been arrested at 7:18 PM last\par night, as well as having given the location of the arrest. Hearing where he\par was stopped, she realized that it was over 25 minutes away from their house,\par and he had been arrested only ten minutes after she remembered last looking at\par the time. She therefore ruled Ryan out as a suspect, but she was now at a loss\par for whom to blame. She then felt sure that it must have been someone from the\par church, where the picture had been taken.\par \par After six hours, she finally got him out of jail. His court date was thirty\par days from now. I started to hang out more with Ryan and Chuck, Kelly's brother,\par getting as friendly with him as I could with him. I tried to stay away from\par seeing Kelly in person, and limited my contact with her, to that of online\par chating.\par \par I had watched her online chat log with her mother for that month leading up to\par Ryan's court date. Kelly was worried that he was going to be put in jail for\par at least six months, as he had been warned the last time, by the judge, what\par would happen if he was caught drinking and driving again.\par \par The judge though tempered and even, sentenced Ryan to a year in jail. He also\par ordered him into a rehab program, and suspended his driver's license for the\par next two years. Kelly said goodbye to him in the court room.\par \par I hid in the back of the court room and watched the entire situation unfold.\par Thank god the DWI dockets are so full, that neither Kelly nor Ryan even\par noticed me sitting in the back.\par \par She returned home that day, and immediately got on the computer to chat. I\par made sure that she thought that she was talking to her mother. We chatted for\par hours, she told me all of her concerns and worries. I just listened mostly,\par not giving her much advice.\par \par The chat began to draw to a close, between Kelly and I, with me playing the\par part of her mother. Then, using the name of "urworstfears", I sent a message\par to her, under her chat name of "kellryan", which I had set up for them.\par \par Urworstfears: I know your secret.\par \par Kelly didn't respond.\par \par Urworstfears: I know what you did that night that your husband was arrested.\par \par Still she refused to answer my chat.\par \par Urworstfears: I will show the whole world, starting with your church what you\par did. Is that what you want?\par \par Still she didn't reply. I was troubled that I wouldn't find the right thing\par to say, in order to get her to respond. Then a light bulb went off in my head,\par and I began to type again.\par \par Urworstfears: Maybe your mom, or especially your dad, would like to see a\par video of their little girl's performance that night. What the hell, how about\par your brothers too!\par \par Finally, I had found the right buttons to push and she replied.\par \par Kellryan: I don't know who you are, or what you're talking about.\par \par Urworstfears: I think that deep down you do. You remember how you defiled the\par lord's holy church that night.\par \par Kellryan: Who are you?\par \par Urworstfears: I'm your worst nightmare. I'm someone who knows you for the hot\par little slut that you really are.\par \par Kellryan: I am not a slut! Whatever happened that night was a mistake, and I\par honestly don't even remember what happened that night.\par \par Urworstfears: You showed me what a true slut you really are. You took me to\par your church, and climbed up on the table in the chapel and undressed. Then you\par masturbated yourself, until you were slick with your sex juices, and hornier\par than a hoot owl, and then finally, you begged me to let you suck my cock. Then\par to top that off, you begged me to fuck you too!\par \par Kellryan: I would never do any of that. You're lying. Goodbye\par \par Urworstfears: If you don't hear me out, the first ones who will see that I'm\par telling the truth will be your brothers, and then you folks. Is that what you\par want?\par \par Kellryan: No! Please don't do that! What do you want from me?\par \par Urworstfears: I want you.\par \par Kellryan: But I'm a married woman. You can't have me.\par \par Urworstfears: Oh, but your husband says that I can. He sold you to me.\par \par Kellryan: I don't know what you're talking about. Ryan would never do that.\par Who are you?\par \par Urworstfears: I am your new master.\par \par Kellryan: I don't believe you! I'll ask Ryan, as soon as I can about this.\par \par Urworstfears: Why bother, just go to www.kellytheslut.com, and you can see\par what he thinks right now. I'll wait.\par \par I waited the several minutes it took for her to get back to me. Knowing what\par she would see on her internet browser, when she typed the URL in, that I had\par directed her to. I had actually placed the web site right on her machine, so\par that the video would play without hesitation. When she first typed in the URL,\par she saw a scanned version of a contract, signed by her husband, and then,\par there was a link to the video of him discussing the deal with me.\par \par I had edited it, to allow her to only see Ryan telling someone, off camera,\par why he needed the money, and how much money he needed, along with what he\par would give the unknown person for the money. "You can fuck the shit out of\par Kelly." I had taken a little artistic license in the editing process, but it\par served my purposes, which was to show Kelly, that her own husband had sold her\par out.\par \par Kellryan: Whatever arrangement you have with Ryan, is between you and Ryan.\par I won't have anything to do with it.\par \par Urworstfears: Fine! Then check out your church's Website.\par \par I waited, knowing that she would see the photos of herself masturbating in the\par church, along with the video of her begging to suck the masked man's cock, and\par to have him fuck her, while she laid right there on the table in the main\par chapel.\par \par Kellryan: What do you want to take those pictures off of the church's page?\par \par Urworstfears: I want you to walk to your backdoor and pick up the box sitting\par out there and bring it inside. I then want you to put on the clothes that are\par inside of it, no more, no less, and then go to the address that is written\par down on the paper inside of the box. You are not tell anyone else about this,\par especially where you are going, or else the rest of the world will see all of\par your photos and video's, just like Ryan wants.\par \par Kellryan: If I do that, then do I get the videos and photos back?\par \par Urworstfears: Yes.\par \par Kellryan: Who are you?\par \par Urworstfears: If I don't see you in the outfit, at that address in one hour.\par Everyone you know will see those videos and photos.\par \par Kellryan: Alright, I'll be there, have the videos and photos.\par \par I went to the house that I had purchased for this little endeavor, and began\par to prepare for her arrival. Kelly went to her back door, opened it, and took\par the box inside. As she went to open it, her hands were trembling, she didn't\par know what to expect. Inside of the box, on top, was a thin, clingy black skirt, and\par underneath it, an almost sheer white blouse, that buttoned down the front.\par Having removed those two garments from the box, she saw that there was a tiny\par pair of black panties, a white half cup bra, a pair of black silk stockings,\par and black, high heeled mules.\par \par She blushed, as she had never worn anything so wicked in her life. Even with\par a bra underneath, you could see right through the material of the blouse. The\par panties were so tiny, that she had to really look at them, to even realize\par that they were panties, g-string style. The stockings she guessed would hold\par themselves up by a built in garter, and being still in the package, she hadn't\par yet seen the design of a snake winding it's way around her legs and ending with\par the head high up on the insides of her thighs, with it's mouth open and it's\par tongue sticking out, as if ready to bite her pussy. The shoes had heels higher\par than she had ever worn, being four inches in height, and they were as thin as\par a pencil. The top of the shoe only had a tiny strap covering her arch, and were\par otherwise open, exposing her feet. But the most embarrassing thing was the bra,\par since the blouse was see-through. It was designed, she determined by looking\par it over carefully, to raise her breasts high onto her chest, and would leave\par everything exposed, from her areolas up.\par \par As she pulled these items out of the box, she found the note, containing both\par the address that she was to go to, as well as additional instructions. There\par was also a tube of lipstick and a matching jar of nail polish.\par \par The instructions read, "Get out of your clothes, shower, and put only these\par clothes on. Also, paint both your toe nails and your finger nails with the\par nail polish enclosed, and also apply the lipstick enclosed heavily. I will\par also expect you to use your own eye liner and eye shadow, again heavily. Then\par come over to 123 Kentucky Street.\par \par Kelly looked at her watch, and in a panic, realized that ten minutes had\par already gone by. She quickly showered, then beginning with her toes, started\par to apply the nail polish, as it had to dry, before she could get dressed, at\par least her toe nails. After getting dressed, she felt more naked dressed as she\par was, than if she had been truly naked. The panties covered the front of her\par pussy slit, just barely, but then became a string as it bisected her pussy\par lips and ass cheeks, making it look, especially from behind, as if she wasn't\par wearing anything at all. The bra wasn't much better, it was a front catch\par style, and the shoulder straps weren't even adjustable. This caused her breasts to\par ride very high on her chest, which in turn made them stick out much\par further in front of her than her normal bras did, which made it look like she\par was even bigger chested than she was. In addition, her nipples were being\par obscenely displayed over the top of the half-cup brassiere.\par \par Her skirt was so short, that it barely covered the tops of her stockings and\par she was constantly tugging it down. As she looked in horror at her reflection\par in the mirror, her nipples were plainly visible, right through her blouse. She\par had blanched, as she finally had rolled the stockings all the way up her\par shapely legs, to see the image of the snake, it's mouth open and tongue\par sticking out, just below the hem of her short skirt. After applying a quick\par coat of nail polish to her fingers, she picked up her shoes, not wanting to\par put them on until she got to where she was going.\par \par But on the way out, she caught her reflection in the mirror, and decided that\par she just couldn't go out in public, dressed this way. She hurried back into\par the bathroom, whipped out her hair drier, to blow dry her wet nails, so that\par she could put a coat on over her "outfit". Once her nails were dry, she\par quickly threw on a long jacket, grabbed her shoes and left.\par \par The hour had passed quickly, when I finally heard the door bell ring. I\par turned on the intercom, and using a recorded voice, I ordered her to come in.\par Watching from the upstairs bedroom, I saw her enter the house wearing a long\par jacket. I spoke into the intercom, ordering her to take off the jacket.\par \par "Did I say that you could wear a jacket? Take it off!" I commanded.\par \par As she removed the jacket, I could see that she had put on the outfit that I\par had sent her. She stood there wearing the thin black skirt, that clung tightly\par around her perfect hips. I could see clearly her breasts straining against the\par sheer blouse, and could easily see her nipples through it, and they were\par already hard, tenting her blouse.\par \par As she walked further into the house, unsteadily on her four inch mules, she\par looked around, unsure of where her mystery man was. I spoke into the intercom\par again, telling her to have a seat in the living room. She stopped, demanding\par that I show her the video and the photos. I informed her that the photos were\par in the living room, and told her that she would be given the video, when she\par had satisfied my requirements.\par \par Reluctantly, she entered the living room. She saw nothing out of the ordinary,\par and luckily, she still hadn't seen the cameras that I had mounted throughout\par the house. I spoke into the intercom again, asking her to pour herself a glass\par of wine. She tried to tell me that she didn't drink, but I told her that she\par did tonight, just one glass.\par \par Kelly picked up the bottle of wine, and after inspecting it, decided that it\par was okay. The plastic was still wrapped around the cork. You would have needed\par a magnifying glass, to see where I had pushed the needle through the cork, and\par shot the drugs into it. She popped the cork and poured the glass. As she sat\par waiting for my next directions, I hung up the phone, and started down the\par steps.\par \par As I walked into the living room, wearing my hood with the voice disguiser\par built into it, I said, "Drink the wine my pet."\par \par Kelly, startled by my presence, turned to look at the masked stranger behind\par her, obviously trying to figure out who I was. I heard the tow truck pull up\par out front. I walked closer to her, wanting to make sure that she didn't hear\par the noise of the truck hooking up to her car and taking it away. I asked. "Are\par you on birth control?" She looked at me, startled by the bluntness of my\par question. "Well my pet, do you take the pill or not?"\par \par "Yes, I take the pill, but I hope you don't think I'm ...."\par \par I cut her off saying "Drink the wine, now."\par \par Hearing the tone in my voice, and knowing that it just might help her get\par through this evening, she began to sip the wine. I began to walk around the\par couch, looking her over and admiring her body. She had kept herself in great\par shape, but as I walked around her I made a mental note of the changes I would\par need to make.\par \par As she finished her glass of wine, I heard the tow truck pull away, no doubt\par carrying her car away. Once she had finished the glass, I asked her to follow\par me. I guided her into the next room. I had the room half darkened, so that I\par knew that she couldn't see what awaited her there.\par \par I instructed her to sit down in the arm chair, in the corner of the room. She\par somewhat tripped over it, as the drugs were beginning to cloud her mind. I\par went into the darkest corner of the room, and returned carrying a bag. I\par pulled a ball gag from the bag, and while holding her mouth open, I stuffed it\par into her mouth.\par \par She tried to stop me, but was too drained and light headed, to put up much of\par a fight. The last thing she managed to say, just before I had the gag in place,\par was "What have you done to me?", as she realized that she had been drugged\par again.\par \par Now having her gagged, I reached under her short skirt, and ripped the tiny\par panties off of her. She tried to struggle, but I had chosen them in part, due\par to their flimsiness, and they easily came off of her. Once I had her panties\par off, I pulled her legs out to her sides, and threw them over the arms of the\par chair that she was sitting in. The action caused her to slide further down in the\par chair, pushing her skirt even further up her body, exposing her womanhood and\par the thin layer of hair covering it.\par \par I then took out the shaving cream and straight razor from the bag. Kelly began\par to struggle again, trying to free herself, as she knew what I was about to do\par to her. Her struggles irritated me, so I slapped her with the back of my hand,\par hard across her face. The shock caused her to stop her struggling. I applied\par the shaving cream to her pussy, and shaved away all of her crotch hair, even\par around her anus, leaving her twin fuck holes completely visible for all to\par see.\par \par After wiping the remaining shaving cream and loose hair from her body, I began\par to explore her sex with my tongue. She began to kick and buck, as I licked her\par pussy. I grabbed her breasts, and began to squeeze them, while pinching her\par pink erect nipples. I knew I had to have her now.\par \par I stood and walked over to the darker side of the room again, this time\par returning with one of my digital camcorders, and set it up on a tripod. Seeing\par the camera, she began to try to escape from the chair again, forcing me to\par slap her across the face once more. Again she was subdued by the slap, and\par relaxed back into the chair, as I dropped my pants in front of her.\par \par Although she had seen my cock before, she was so drugged out that time, that\par it really hadn't registered in her head, even after seeing pictures of herself\par sucking on it and having it pounded into her cunt. Now she was truly seeing it,\par up close and personal, for the first time, for all practical purposes. While\par I'm no stud, nor am I even close to being porn star material down there, I am\par somewhat longer, and quite a bit thicker than most men, certainly longer and\par thicker than Ryan.\par \par As I thrust my cock into her cunt, for the first time this evening, I looked\par over at the camera, making sure that it was recording her violation. I also\par made sure that she knew that the camera was recording her having sex with me,\par as her eyes followed mine, over to the camera. Holding her legs even further\par apart, I drove into my old crush, thrusting in and out of her her as\par mercilessly as I could. I used her, as I had wanted to all those many years\par ago.\par \par While I was fucking her, I finally freed her tits, from the sheer top that I\par had sent her to wear, opening the buttons and unclipping the hook between her\par boobs. I felt a power and control that I had never felt before, as I thrust\par into her, while kneading her naked tits in my hands. She struggled under me,\par but her struggles were weak, from the wine and the drugs, as I continued\par pounding my cock into her cunt, until she just lay there under me, accepting\par her fate.\par \par After twenty minutes of fucking her religiously, pun intended, I finally\par released my seed inside of her. I left my penis inside of her, until it\par finally began to soften and fell out. I then began to dress, as I was\par expecting company. She just sat there, lewdly displayed in the chair, looking\par up at me. I walked over to the camera and panned it up and down, over her body\par several times. She didn't move, as she was afraid of getting slapped again.\par \par I reached back into the bag and pulled out a hair net. I placed the hair net\par on her head, and began to stuff her hair into it. I then pulled out a blonde\par wig, and using bobby pins, I attached it to her. Not concerned about how it\par really looked, I merely pinned the wig to her own hair. I then pulled out a\par black leather hood. The hood had two eye openings, so that she would be able\par to see everything that was going on. Her gagged mouth was covered, and there\par was a hole in the back of the hood, for her hair to be pulled out of.\par \par As I laced the hood, I pulled some of the hair from the wig, out the back of\par the hood. Kelly didn't struggle or fight with me, even as I placed the small\par padlock in place, locking the hood onto her face.\par \par I heard the car pull up and looked over at Kelly. I could see that she hadn't\par heard the the car drive up. I got up and walked out of the room. I headed for\par the front door, leaving her laying sprawled open in the chair, her legs and\par pussy spread wide open, with my seed dripping down her thighs. I removed my\par hood, as I walked to the front door, and placed it, and the voice disguiser,\par in a drawer near the door.\par \par I opened the door just as Chuck and John walked up to it, and said hello to\par the guys. I told them how sorry I was to hear about Ryan's sentence, and how\par I had hired some entertainment for the night. As we walked back to the room,\par I told Kelly's brothers all about the prostitute that I had hired for the\par evening.\par \par I explained to them that she was young, and new to the business, and was too\par shy to say anything. I also told them how she liked it rough, and had agreed\par to let me tape it, for an extra $200.00, on the agreement that we didn't take\par her mask off. The twins were now chomping at the bit, to get to the little\par slut, and began joking about how they were going to use this "bitch".\par \par I looked Kelly straight into her eyes, as I walked in with her two brothers,\par as she lay there gagged and half undressed in front of them. John made a\par comment about how he loved blondes, as he began to undress. Chuck walked over\par to the now crying girl, and began to pinch her tits roughly, telling her of\par his plans for her.\par \par I stood back, zooming the camera in, as her two brothers began to prepare to\par fuck their older sister, unknowingly. I looked deep into Kelly's eyes, as she\par sat there, half laying on her back, and crying, while trying to say something\par through her gag. Her deep and penetrating eyes pleaded with me to stop this,\par before it was too late. I looked over at my new pet and smiled broadly.\par \par Chapter 3\par \par As her younger brother began to rub her breasts, groping her, Kelly tried to\par protest, but her protests were muffled by her gag, as she tried to move away\par from him. Her struggles were further weakened by the drugs, and so it seemed\par to be her reaction to his groping.\par \par "Look, the Bitch is getting turned on already!" John said, mistaking her\par movements for those of true arousal.\par \par As the brothers, unknowingly, continued groping their own sister, I turned on\par the lights on the other side of the room. As I did, Kelly was able to see the\par large bed that I had for her. It had four large wooden posts on each of the\par four corners. Its headboard and footboard were made of solid wood as well. The\par bed was circled by cameras and lights, all hooked into a single controller.\par \par I told the brothers to help the hooker out of her clothes, and bring her over\par to the bed. As they did, she was barely able to keep her head up. Once there,\par Chuck began to rub his cock, it was already semi-erect, but as he looked down\par at her, he massaged it, preparing to mount her. She continued squawking under\par her gag, as the tears ran down her cheeks.\par \par I started the camera's recording, just a few moments before Chuck entered her\par gorgeous cunt. She closed her eyes and continued crying, as she was penetrated\par by her own brother, not wanting to believe that this was actually happening to\par her.\par \par Finding her still incredibly tight, Chuck said. "Damn! This must be her first\par night on the job. I can't believe how tight she is!"\par \par John then commented on her body, "Well look at her. That's the tightest little\par body I've seen in my whole life. Look, she's even got a six pack." He said,\par pointing to her tight stomach. "Do you work out a lot Honey?" he asked her,\par leaning over her and running his hand over her tight toned legs and calves.\par \par Chuck continued to thrust into her. He leaned over her and took her nipple\par into his mouth, sucking on it, and giving it love bites. She lay under her\par younger brother, knowing that she could never face him again, knowing that he\par had screwed her, and enjoyed it so much. He said things to her that made her\par feel like a common street whore, as she lay twisting her head from side to\par side, hoping that this nightmare would end. She wished that she could wake up\par to find that this had all been a horrible dream.\par \par Chuck thrust into her roughly, wanting to use the whore to the fullest. He\par went on over and over, ramming his raging hard-on into her with all the force\par that he could muster. He would give her a fucking that she would never forget.\par While his twin brother was humping the whore, John went over and fixed himself\par a drink at the mini-bar, on the other side of the room. As he sipped his drink,\par he cheered his brother on, as he ravaged the hooker on the bed.\par \par After having Chuck fucking her for more than fifteen minutes, he finally\par injected his seed into her. As her brother came inside of her, she remembered\par that she had forgotten to take her birth control pill this morning. Remembering\par the question that I had asked her earlier, she realized why I wanted to know,\par her brother was fucking her bareback, not wearing a condom.\par \par "Holy shit John, this bitch is incredible! You're going to go crazy. Her cunt,\par it just sucks the cum right out of you, I swear. Give her a try Johnny boy."\par \par John just laughed and said, "I believe you brother, but I think I'll let our\par host go next. I'm having a ball just watching."\par \par I looked down at Kelly, her eyes now open and looking at me pleadingly again.\par "Nah, you go ahead John, I've already used her once tonight, so I can wait.\par Besides, I talked it over with her and I'll be a regular customer. Your\par brother's right, she is an incredible fuck. I have never felt anything so\par tight." I told him.\par \par "Fine, but don't say that I didn't warn you. She won't be tight when I get\par done with her." he boasted, as he approached her.\par \par "Yeah, whatever stud. She told me she could handle anything three men could\par give her." I challenged him.\par \par "We'll see." He replied.\par \par John took off his clothes, as he approached her. Chuck stood next to her still\par rubbing her breasts and stomach.\par \par As John grabbed her firm muscular calf, he said "She sure is an athletic gal,\par all muscle, not an ounce of fat on her." He grabbed her other calf, and began\par to raise her legs up, as he brought his now fully erect cock to the entrance\par of her womanhood.\par \par "Damn honey, with a body like this, your in the wrong business, you should be\par like a swimsuit model or something." John said, as he too plunged into his\par sister's cunt.\par \par "No way bro, she's tone enough, but her tits aren't nearly big enough." Chuck\par observed.\par \par "What the hell, anything more than a handful's a waste anyway Chuck." he shot\par back.\par \par John pounded into Kelly with vigor, he was relentless.\par \par "I'm going to rip you a new hole honey!" he said, as he rammed into her\par viscously. Kelly lay under her toher brother now, her head turning from side\par to side, as tears streamed down both of her cheeks.\par \par "Look baby, if you can't enjoy it, you shouldn't be in the business. If you\par want me to stop, just tell me to stop." He told her.\par \par Kelly, hearing his offer, tried to say stop, but under her gag it sounded more\par like a moan, or a grunt of enjoyment.\par \par "That's more like it! Come on, get into it with me honey." John told her.\par \par John lasted for about twenty minutes or so. I took the next crack at her, so\par her two brothers could have more to drink. Even after having three cocks inside\par of her cunt, plus the cum from each left inside of her, Kelly was still\par surprisingly tight. I had expected her to be a sloppy fuck, but her cunt still\par offered a lot of resistance, as I pressed my prick into her. I sawed into her\par for several minutes, before I withdrew form her pussy, flipped her over the\par edge of the bed, kicked her feet apart and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling\par them apart. I then pressed my raging hard-on, now covered in cum and her\par juices, against the entrance of her sphincter.\par \par I had wanted to be the one to deflower this beauty from the moment that I had\par laid eyes upon her, all those many years ago. I hadn't been the first to fuck\par her in the pussy, but I would take her anal virginity. As I continued to apply\par pressure against her nether hole, I felt my dick begin to make progress into\par her tightly puckered prize. As the head of my dick inched in, past her ass's\par ring, her head shot up, as the pain cursed through her lower body and I was\par shocked to have her begin to buck under me as she did. I knew the pain had to\par be intense, to cause this kind of reaction from her. I was sure that the drugs,\par that I had put into her wine, should have left her almost paralyzed, but here\par she was, fighting my anal assault.\par \par "Damn! That got her attention!" Chucked said.\par \par "Good! She was kind of docile before." John replied.\par \par Once I was inside of her ass, I released one of her ass cheeks, and grabbed\par the back of her neck, pushing her into the bed. Now with Kelly more restrained,\par I was able to work my dick further into her anal passage. Once I had inched\par about half of my cock into her, I pulled almost completely out, and then I\par rammed it all of the way back into her. Her ass was painfully tight on my dick,\par the cum did not provide enough lubrication to comfort my prick, as it sawed\par into her virgin ass. But the pain that I felt, would not prevent me from\par claiming my prize.\par \par I continued ramming in and out of her ass, the pain was almost as unbearable\par to me, as it must have been for her. It felt like the skin was being pulled\par off of my dick, but nevertheless, I still rammed it in and out of her butt.\par Kelly's ass was so tight that I couldn't last long, and within ten minutes I\par had shot my seed into her bowels. Not wanting to be finished so quickly, I\par continued to saw into her ass. I found her anal passage a lot more\par accommodating now, and almost comforting on my nearly raw dick. My sperm\par providing the much need lubrication to continue, and now enjoy my fucking her\par in the ass.\par \par I moved in and out of her for another twenty-five minutes, before I let loose\par another stream of my love juices into her now stretched out butt. She had\par stopped fighting with me about fifteen minutes before I finally finished. I\par was not even sure that she was still conscious. As I pulled out of her ass, l\par looked down to see my juice now seeping from her well abused ass hole, which\par still gaped open remarkably large.\par \par Chuck stepped up and said, "Now that looked like fun!" as he rammed his now\par hard cock into her ass. She began to move a little again under the new\par invasion, but her struggles were now only a fraction of what they were, her\par strength now almost completely drained. Chuck grabbed her wrists and pulled\par them to him, as he stoked his dick into her ass. Now the two of them were\par standing almost together, as he fucked her in the ass. I took in the sight,\par brother and sister standing while he rammed his cock into her ass. She would\par be mine forever I thought, checking the camera to make sure I was getting it\par all on film.\par \par Chuck took his time, as he enjoyed ass fucking the whore. John took his turn,\par having already drunk too much by this point. He was slurring his words, as he\par talked dirty to her. Chuck tried to prepare himself a drink, when he noticed\par that there was only one beer left in the fridge. He then picked up the empty\par bottle of Jack Daniels and said, "Shit John did you have to drink everything."\par As soon as John finished, I suggested that they go and get some food and more\par beer out of the kitchen. Then pretending to just remember, I told the brothers\par of the case of beer in the fridge out in the garage.\par \par As the two brothers left the room, I asked them to bring back some food for\par me and the slut. Knowing that the two of them would be gone for sometime, I\par turned on a monitor, and watched as they walked into the kitchen. Once I saw\par them in there, I took the key to the padlock, and unlocked it from Kelly's\par hood. Next, I removed her hood, as I explained to her that she was going to\par give us all blow jobs.\par \par I explained to her that her brothers had already fucked her, and if she didn't\par want them to know that it was her, that she better keep her mouth shut, and\par give us the best blow jobs that we had ever had. As I took the gag out, all\par she could manage to say was "Why? Why? Why are you doing this to me?"\par \par "This is what you are Kelly. If you don't want everyone to know, then I\par suggest that you keep quiet, when your brothers get back."\par \par I quickly pulled a new hood over her face, and pulled her blond wig out\par through the back of it, just like before. As I locked the padlock into place\par once again, I admired her, as I looked at her new hood. This hood had her\par mouth and chin cut out, and available for our use. As she lay sobbing, she\par continued to ask, "Why?" over and over again. Looking on the monitor, I saw\par that her brothers, loaded with food and beer, were heading back towards us.\par \par I leaned over her, and applied a thick, heavy layer of bright red lipstick to\par her lips. I told her what I expected of her. She was to be a happy, energetic,\par and enthused little cock sucker, when her brothers got back. She was not to\par say a word or else, and she had better stop her god damn crying.\par \par She sat there listening to me, still crying. I heard her brothers walking down\par the hall, and told her to stop her crying or else. She tried to stop, just as\par they entered the room.\par \par "Good news gentlemen, our little whore would like to give us all blow jobs."\par I told the brothers.\par \par "Excellent" they both replied in tandem.\par \par "I go first." I told them.\par \par "Alright, but I can't just sit here doing nothing." John said, as he walked\par over to the bed, still nursing his beer.\par \par I pulled Kelly to the edge of the bed, and dropped her head over the side.\par John, grabbed a leg from the other side, began to mount her. As he sunk his\par dick into her cunt again, she started to say, "No Plea...." before I could\par shove my dick into her mouth, shutting her up.\par \par Neither brother even looked up, obviously not recognizing her voice. I slapped\par her on her breast hard, looking down at her and letting her know that I was\par quite displeased. She looked back up at me, and I could see in her eyes that\par she understood.\par \par The blow job started off pretty lousy, but with the three of us giving her\par instructions, she started to get a little better, before I finally shot my\par load down her throat. John had already finished pumping another load into her,\par and had started eating and drinking again, but once I pulled out, he approached\par her and told her to clean him up. She turned her head to the side refusing to\par take it into her mouth. I slapped her hard against her breast again, causing\par her to cry out.\par \par "Remember John she likes it rough." I said.\par \par Hearing my instructions, he began to slap her breasts. Not wanting to be hurt\par anymore, she reluctantly opened her mouth, and allowed him to shove his cock\par in. It took the better part of an hour for John to cum in her throat. Chuck\par had fucked her again in the ass during that time, and drank heavily the rest.\par Chuck handed John another beer, before he forced his cock into her mouth. John\par collapsed on the bed next to his sister, laying there and playing with her\par breasts and running his hands over her body until he passed out drunk as a\par skunk. I had given Chuck another two beers during the time it took her to get\par him off. I had checked the cameras many times, making sure that I was getting\par good shots of Kelly, with our cum flowing from her ass and cunt, the sticky\par liquid stuck to her chin and lips.\par \par Chuck laid down on Kelly's other side, and passed out moments later. I talked\par and clapped my hands, but neither brother moved an inch. Confident that they\par would be out for some time. I removed Kelly's hood, she too had passed out,\par but in her case, it was from exhaustion. I got my best digital camera and\par began taking pictures of the poor girl laying on the bed naked, her equally\par naked brothers' arms draped over her body. I made sure to get pictures of her\par cunt and ass, still drooling our cum out of both holes, her cum pasted face,\par and her brothers' spent cocks, as they all lay there altogether. What a family\par photo this would make. I began to tickle Kelly's feet as she lay there.\par Finally her eyes opened, disturbed by my teasings. I stood there holding the\par hood in one hand, and the camera in the other. She looked from one side to the\par other. Seeing her brothers laying there, she burst out crying, knowing that I\par had taken pictures of them, with all three of their faces fully visibile, while\par they were naked, and looked like they had just had an orgy.\par \par I helped her up from the bed, her two brothers barely moved when she left. I\par almost had to carry her out to the garage, and into the back of my van. We had\par to go back to my place, we had some things to talk about.\par \par Chapter 4\par \par \par \par I took her to my real house, dropped her off, now completely passed out, and\par left her in the special basement room that I had set up for her. I started\par the video, turned up the volume and left.\par \par I returned to my play house, as I call it, and waited for her bothers to wake.\par While I waited, I went upstairs, and began editing the remaining tapes. Chuck\par awoke first. At about 4:30 A.M he woke his brother, and then came to find me.\par I had seen them get up, and made sure that they saw nothing that I didn't want\par them to see. I gathered up the tapes and put them in my bag. I told Chuck and\par John that I would drive them home. I had placed a small tape recorder in the\par bag, and placed it in the back of the van.\par \par As I drove the brothers home, we discussed the events of the evening. They\par went on and on about how great it was to screw that whore tonight, she was\par such a good fuck. The asked me at least a dozen times for her phone number,\par telling me that they were definitely going to call her again. I told them she\par was moving, and that I'd get them the number when she got settled in. Our\par discussion was crude and rude, and they had many wonderful comments to say\par about Kelly's body.\par \par I dropped them off and returned home. Once there, I checked on my guest. She\par was still asleep. I placed the part of the edited video that I had made, up to\par this point, into the machine and hit the auto-repeat button, before I went\par upstairs and fell asleep myself, exhausted.\par \par Kelly awoke about 8:30 AM and took note of her surroundings. She was locked\par inside a small concrete room, two walls were mirrors and the other two painted\par black. On one of the black walls had a large metal door in it, with a slit cut\par in the middle, just large enough to pass a tray through. It was a jail door.\par On the other wall was a small shower stall, made of clean clear Plexiglas, and\par a cot with a velvet covered air mattress. In the wall with the door was a\par large piece of glass and behind the glass was a large television set. The\par speakers for the television were mounted under tiles in the twelve foot\par ceiling.\par \par The picture on the screen made Kelly want to vomit, and she leaned over the\par metal toilet in the corner next to the shower stall and did exactly that. As\par she pulled her head up from the toilet, she saw the sink built into the top of\par it. As she drank from the sink, she realized that she was in a jail cell. Well,\par it was a jail cell with a few little modifications.\par \par Kelly screamed for over two hours, but no one replied. Finally she gave up,\par and started the shower. She showered for over an hour, until she finally felt\par clean, having used the entire bottle of shampoo, and rubbing the bar of soap\par down to the size of a small pebble. As she got out of the shower, she realized\par that there were no towels, or anything else for that matter, that she could\par dry herself off with. She rang her hair out, the best that she could. She\par rubbed the water she could off of her nude body, before exiting the shower.\par \par She sat there for the next three hours on the cot, yelling for help every now\par and then. She tried to find someway to shut the TV off, but it just kept\par playing back what had happened to her last night, over and over again. She\par tried to sleep, but couldn't, scared as she was. She turned her head, trying\par to avoid seeing her images on the screen. She felt as if she was in hell.\par \par I woke up sometime after one o'clock that day, and made us some breakfast. I\par went down stairs and let her out, and she almost attacked me, but thought\par better of it. She immediately started asking questions, which turned into\par accusatory statements and then into threats. She would have me arrested, I had\par kidnaped her, drugged her and raped her. I would go to jail for the rest of my\par life. I would never get away with this. I sat in the locked room with her as\par she continued her threats. She demanded her clothes back, and that I let her\par go immediately.\par \par I waited for twenty minutes, before I finally responded to her. I had just sat\par there, listening to her and letting her vent. When she finally finished, I\par began.\par \par "I own your home, your car, your furniture and you." I said.\par \par She started to protest, "You don't own me. Nobody ..."\par \par "SHUT UP!" I shouted at her, cutting her off. Not knowing what to say, as I\par had never spoken to her like that before, she just stood there quietly, unsure\par what to do "I own you, unless you want the tapes of you at the church to be\par the new feature on the website, and unless you want everyone to see you\par performing with your brothers. I'll mail tapes of you to everyone you've ever\par known. Your mother, father, grandparents, aunts, uncles, friends, enemies,\par people from your church. You can go and tell anyone you want, but there is\par nothing you can do to stop those tapes of you from getting out. So you decide.\par You do what I say, when I say, how I say and with whom I say, for the next 90\par days, or else. That's the deal, you do what I want for the next three months\par or else everyone sees you as the little slut you are. What do you have to say\par now?"\par \par She immediately asked "How can I be sure that you'll let me go free in three\par months? How can I ever trust you again, after all you've put me through? Will\par I get all of the pictures and tapes back?"\par \par I smiled and told her "You can't trust me. But I don't see how you have any\par choice in the matter either. Do what I ask, or I'll destroy you. Just think\par about the trial, if you try to press charges. The jury will have to watch that\par action up on the screen. There'll be press, national coverage too I'd bet. I\par could hire Johnny Cochran. Can you imagine your brothers up there, testifying\par about how they used you, and then you'd have to take the stand."\par \par "Fine, but there has to be some ground rules. One, I won't ..." she started\par to say.\par \par I just laughed at her, as I cut her off again. "You're right, there does have\par to be some rules, only you don't get to make any of them. Rule number one is\par I make all the rules. Rule two is, that you'll do anything I tell you to do,\par or else. Now do you accept my proposal or not."\par \par There was a long moment of silence, before I finally said, "I need your answer\par now or else I'll leave and go mail the tapes."\par \par She just stood there crying, unable to answer me.\par \par "NOW!" I shouted at her.\par \par "Okay, okay! I'll do it, but you can't mail those tapes, no one can see me\par like that." she cried.\par \par "NO, you still don't get it, you do everything I say, you'll be my slave, my\par little sex slave slut. Do you understand?" I asked her again.\par \par "Yes." She said, dropping to her knees crying.\par \par "Stand up and follow me slave." I ordered, leading her into the third of the\par five rooms in the basement.\par \par I just smiled at myself, knowing that she would be mine for as long as I\par desired it. Although she followed me, she was still bawling. I couldn't stand\par it anymore and said, "Stop your god damn crying! I've heard all of that, that I\par care to." I turned towards her, looking angry, and ready to strike.\par \par "Okay! I'll try." She pleaded, afraid that she would be slapped like last\par night.\par \par "No. You'll do it. NOW." I informed her.\par \par As she stood there, and you could see her trying to calm herself, pulling her\par frayed nerves together. She knew that the worst of it was over, it had to be.\par She thought that she would find an opening in my armor somewhere, and then\par she'd make me pay. I watched her closely, as she tried to calm herself down,\par knowing what she must be thinking. No, there would be no release, her feelings\par of hope would soon be crushed.\par \par I went to the wall and flipped on the light, the room lit up, showing her the\par many devices that she would soon become familiar with. I watched her eyes, as\par they darted from one item to the next. She stared at the stockade in the\par corner for a long moment, before moving on. She looked around, seeing the hoods,\par masks, whips, crops, and other S&M toys lining one wall. The collection of\par cuffs, chains, ropes, and other bondage paraphernalia, seemed to cause her some\par discern as well. She looked over to the other wall, and I could see her almost\par lose her composure again. She saw the table with the levers and pulleys\par underneath it, not sure what the menacing device was capable of, but sure that\par she would be forced to find out. The saw horses were sitting next to it. She\par took a deep gulp, when she saw the chair, thinking for sure that it was an\par electric chair.\par \par The one item that barely caught her attention, and didn't even get a second\par look, was the large Craftsmen tool chest. It was soon to be an important part\par of her life. I led her to the center of the room, to the large padded mattress\par that was just below waist high. I had positioned the mattress so that all of\par the hidden cameras in the room would be focused on it. I had placed the\par cameras in such a way as to insure getting a good shot from any angle, and had\par flipped the switch to activate them, when I had turned on the lights.\par \par "It's a shame you didn't eat the food that I had fixed for you, now you'll\par just have to eat my cock instead." I told her sternly.\par \par Seeing no other choice, she moved closer to me.\par \par "Remember slave, I want you to be happy, energetic, and enthusiastic. You'll\par have to beg me to allow you to suck my cock, and then you better make me\par believe that you're enjoying it, or else." I said with a satisfying smile on\par my face.\par \par She took a deep breath, as she took a step closer to me and said quietly,\par "May I please suck your thing?"\par \par "No." I told her.\par \par "What? But you told me to ask you." she exclaimed.\par \par "No. I told you to beg me for it, and make me believe it slave." I spat out\par hatefully at her.\par \par "Oh pleaseee let me suck your thing." She said hoping to when my approval.\par \par I just stood there, still not satisfied with her begging.\par \par "I want to suck your thing. I'm begging you to let me do it, please." she\par paused. Then thinking for a moment, she began again, "I want that big dick of\par your's down my, um, my throat. Please put it down my throat." She said\par hesitantly.\par \par Well this is more like it, I thought, as I allowed her to continue for another\par five minutes. After making her beg me for that long, she really sounded like\par she wanted to suck my cock, if for no other reason than to be allowed to stop\par her begging. That would work great for my purposes, so I finally gave her\par permission to "blow me".\par \par After being told that she could continue, she just stood there, apparently\par waiting for me to take off my pants. "Well what are you waiting for?" I asked\par her, gesturing at my crotch.\par \par Knowing that she would have to take my pants off, she timidly reached for the\par button. I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Make me believe that this is\par what you want bitch." My hurtful name, bringing a tear to her eye, but she\par didn't make a sound.\par \par She now dropped my pants, as I stepped out of them and she slid my boxers down\par my legs. Once again, I stepped out of them. She reached out and started to\par jerk my semi-erect dick.\par \par "What the fuck are you doing?" I asked her, now angry with her.\par \par "I was giving you a blow job Sir." she said.\par \par "You call me Master. Is that understood Slave?" I explained to her.\par \par "Yes, Master." She said.\par \par "Well good!" I thought, "At least she's a quick learner."\par \par Kelly slowly brought her lips to my cock. As she took it into her inviting\par mouth, I was in sheer heaven. The girl of my dreams at my mercy, and giving me\par a blow job. The mere thought of it was enough to make the first several minutes\par enjoyable, but the thrill quickly wore off, with her lackluster performance.\par \par I leaned over closer to her ear and said, "Don't you remember anything your\par brother's and I taught you last night slave? You better start doing it better."\par \par Kelly began to redouble her efforts, hoping desperately to please me. Finally,\par after some time, I felt the beginning of excitement in my dick, and I knew that\par I would cum shortly. She sensed the twitching of my prick and figured out that\par it was coming as well. She began to slide back off my cock, hoping to pull her\par mouth away, before I could shoot my load down her throat. Sensing her\par reluctance, I grabbed a handful of her hair, and pulled her head back down,\par her nose now touching my crotch hair. As she struggled to pull away, I leaned\par over once again and told her, "Stop it! You will swallow it all!"\par \par As I looked down into her eyes, she calmed herself, just before I let loose,\par shooting load after load of my hot seed down her throat again. She tried to\par swallow, as best she could, but some had slipped out of her lips, so much the\par better. I released her hair, and she pulled away, trying to catch her breath.\par \par "I didn't say to stop." I spoke softly to her.\par \par "But you already made me swallow your..." she began.\par \par I just looked down at her and frowned, disappointed in her yet again. Seeing\par my reaction to her pleading, she took my now softening cock back into her\par mouth and worked her best to get it hard again. It took her a long time to\par bring back my erection, but finally I began to stiffen. Feeling my arousal\par returning to me, I leaned over again and told her to, "Beg me to let you fuck\par me slave. Remember I want you to beg me for it."\par \par Kelly stood up, and began her pleadings, it took only three to four minutes\par this time, before I was satisfied with her efforts. Happy with her begging, I\par jumped up onto the mattress, and positioned myself in the middle. Just laying\par there, looking at her. I saw when she finally registered what she would have\par to do. As she slowly climbed up on the mattress with me I saw the worried look\par on her face.\par \par "Remember, you are to be happy and energetic about this, or else." I almost\par whispered to her.\par \par She tried to smile, as she mounted my body, spreading her legs to either side\par of my body. She then slowly slid herself down onto my cock. I just lay there,\par making no effort to move back into her. She sat on my prick for a long time\par before she finally began to move herself up and down on my cock, seeing that I\par had made no effort to do so myself. As she sat on top of me, moving her well\par muscled legs up and down, as she pumped herself on my tool, I took in the view.\par She was still so beautiful. Her face was angelic, although her hair now looked\par a little matted, and she had the dark rings under her eyes, from the hours of\par crying, but she was still gorgeous. As she rode up and down on me, I was drawn\par to her breasts. They looked wonderful, I would have guessed a 34C, although I\par knew that she bought herself 34B bras. I kneaded her small, but ample breasts,\par causing her to moan, as I groped her already tender melons.\par \par Feeling me cuming inside of her, she was caught up in the moment, and suddenly\par came too. As she milked the last of my seed out of my dick, and into her womb,\par I took a deep sigh. 'God that felt good.' Sensing that I was done, she started\par to shift her weight. Knowing that she planned to dismount me, I only looked at\par her and cocked my head to the side, showing her my displeasure. Seeing that I\par didn't want her to leave just yet, she continued riding up and down on my\par still semi-erect cock. As she rode me, for what seemed like an hour, I\par wondered if she really had drained me in the last 24 hours.\par \par At some point in her humping of me, she had thrown her arms back, and used\par them to help lift herself up off of my cock. At first I mistook this action as\par being one of exhaustion, then hearing the low moans escaping from her mouth,\par and felling the warmth on my dick, I knew that she was having an orgasm. The\par knowledge of her arousal was just what I needed, and I felt the life coming\par back to my own organ.\par \par I pulled Kelly down onto my chest. As we lay chest to chest, I whispered in\par her ear "Beg me to fuck you in the ass, Slave."\par \par She looked down at me horrified "Oh please don't make me do that! I'm so sore\par that I was bleeding when I ..." she trailed off, seeing the fire in my eyes,\par and sensing my anger with her building.\par \par Kelly laid on top of me for a few seconds and then began again. "Can't I just\par suck on your dick some more? Please! It will be the best ever, I promise." she\par pleaded with me.\par \par I just laid there closing my eyes. Obviously my slave wasn't as fast a learner\par as I had thought.\par \par "I'm sorry, but I can't. I just can't do that again. It will kill me!" she\par said.\par \par Angered by her refusal to obey I pushed her off of me suddenly, causing her to\par fall to the floor. When she hit the floor she burst out crying "Why? Why?\par WHY?"\par \par Now pissed, I spoke, "No problem, then I guess I'll just be mailing those\par tapes. I'm sure all your friends and family will love them. I do think you'll\par have a little explaining to do to your mother though. Oh, by the way, your\par brothers wanted your number this morning. They said they had to have you again.\par I guess I can tell them that they already know it now."\par \par She still just lay there crying. Damn I guess I didn't have enough on her yet.\par Well that's okay I could always get more.\par \par "Fine, then I guess I'll go up and update the web page." I said, as I walked\par over to the door and began to leave.\par \par "No. No. Alright, alright, go ahead and do it. Do me in my butt." she finally\par said.\par \par "What?" I asked.\par \par "Do it. Do me in the butt, okay. If that's what you want, then just do it."\par she answered.\par \par Cocking my head to the side I frowned at her.\par \par "Please do me in the butt. Please." She started off, as she rubbed the tears\par from her eyes, and tried to force a smile onto her face. "Please just do it\par master." she tried some more. "Please put your dick in my butt." she said.\par \par I just looked at her, and raised my eyebrows. She was going to have work harder\par at it than that.\par \par "Please Master, fuck me in the butt." she smiled, and continued, "Please stick\par your thing in my butt." she said, obviously frustrated by being forced into\par this "Come on, please stick your DICK in my ASS, MASTER." she said, now trying\par to sound as sexy, and as sincere as she could.\par \par I could see right through it, knowing that she hated saying those filthy words.\par I grabbed her by her hair, and pushed her face first into the mattress.\par \par "Well, help me guide my cock into your ass slave!" I ordered.\par \par Kelly reached back blindly, trying to find my now hard cock. Not wanting to\par wait, I took her hand, and guided it to my prick. Wrapping her hand around the\par still slimy rod, she guided it up to her tender, abused ass hole. The moment\par that I felt her bring me up to the now stretched hole of her anus, I rammed my\par cum covered cock into her. She was still far too tight in that area, but now\par angry with her, for her arguing with me, I sawed into her, seeing the blood\par on my prick as I pulled it almost all the way out. Sensing her pain I shot\par yet another load into her ass, after the first or second blast was shot into\par her, I pulled out, and pushed her to the floor. I shot the remainder of my\par thick fluid onto her face, covering her with the stuff and then ordered her\par to "Clean me up."\par \par Kelly, slowly but without an argument, took my cum, blood, and shit covered\par cock into her mouth, licking everything off of me. I then ordered her to lay\par on the mattress.\par \par Without saying a word she climbed up and lay with her back down on the mattress.\par I walked over to the tool chest, and opened one of the drawers, gathering my\par equipment. In the small upper drawers, I had needles, syringes, clamps,\par tweezers, razors and jewelry. In the larger middle drawers, I kept a large\par collection of dildo's, vibrators, and butt plugs, for my slaves. Well, actually\par Kelly was my first and since I had no others, yet, I had set all of this up\par for her. In the larger bottom compartments of the tool chest, I kept all of\par the drugs that I would need for my pet.\par \par "Kelly, you still haven't seemed to accept the fact that I now own you. So I\par thought that maybe we should pierce that navel, in your athletic little belly,\par to remind you who's property you are." I said, as I started to wheel my now\par fully stocked cart over to her.\par \par "No! Please! I did what you wanted. Why won't you leave me alone?" she pleaded,\par and started to get up.\par \par "Stop! Don't you dare get up slave! I told you to lay down, and you'd better do\par so, if you know what's good for you." I hollered at her.\par \par She glanced down at the tray, and seeing the needles, she jumped down from the\par mattress.\par \par "No! I didn't agree to this. You didn't say anything about doing this to me."\par she cried.\par \par "Wrong! Slave I told you, you had to do anything and with anyone that I wanted\par you to do. Now get back up on the mattress and lay down. If you hadn't argued\par with me, then I wouldn't be doing this now. So just get up there and take your\par punishment or else." I replied.\par \par "Please, I didn't mean to argue with you, I just.." she started with me again.\par \par "Fine now I am going to pierce your tongue too. You want to really piss me off\par and I'll do your tits and pussy too." I warned her.\par \par She dropped her head, and climbed back onto the mattress, when she laid down\par I began. I rubbed the alcohol swab over her belly button, and then grabbed my\par sterilized hollow needle. I was by no means a pro, but I had down some\par computer work for a local parlor, and the owner had been kind enough to show\par me how to pierce a woman. Although I had no piercings of my own, and didn't\par necessarily think that they were all that attractive, but I knew what affect\par that it would have on my slave. Having been allowed to do this to several of\par his customers, I felt comfortable trying it on my own for the first time.\par \par I had pierced her navel, and inserted the ring, in no time at all and she\par hardly winced. I then ordered her to go sit in the chair. Once she sat down, I\par began tying her to it, wanting to make sure that she didn't try to escape me\par again. Once she was secured, I told her to open her mouth. She refused, keeping\par her mouth tightly closed, and not saying a word. I simply said "Fine." and\par picked up my body marker. Stepping back I looked at both of her breasts,\par judging them, and then making a mark on one. I stepped back looked at the other\par one, and then marked it as well.\par \par As I picked up the large needle from the table, she finally opened up her\par mouth saying. "Okay! Just be careful." Sticking her tongue out.\par \par I looked at her and said "Good, I see you have finally come to your senses.\par I've never pierced anyone's brow before, and I thought you might be my first."\par \par I then put down the larger needle and turned my attentions to her tongue. To\par say that she didn't feel anything would have been a lie, but hey, it was done.\par With a loop ring in her navel, and a stud going through her tongue, she had\par hoped that it was over. But I immediately picked up the needle that I was\par going to use on her nipples again and she started to protest again.\par \par "Nooo! peease! Iiill oo anythung else yoou wan me ooo oo." She was having\par trouble talking with her newly pierced tongue. \par \par "I'll tell you what, you SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW! Or I'll pierce you pussy,\par nose and both of your fucking eye brows." I told her, now fuming with her\par continued resistance. "Okay, you just sit here like a good little slut slave,\par and let me do your tits, and this will be it. If you don't..." I trailed off,\par leaving the rest of it up to her imagination. I already had other plans for\par her pussy but that could wait for now.\par \par The guy who taught me how to do this would never have done four piercing like\par this in one sitting, but she had really made me angry. I pierced her nipple,\par and inserted metal tubes, before putting the rings through them. She jerked\par and cried, but never said a word. I decided to let her have a break, so I\par walked upstairs and showered, turning on the audio tape of my conversion with\par her brothers from last night, letting her hear us talk about her. Letting her\par brothers talk about fucking her, their sister, even though they didn't know\par that when they fucked her, or even now for that matter.\par \par \fs20\par \pard\f1\par }