The light turn to red just as Ann Baker jogged up to the corner. She continued to jog in place waiting for the light to turn when a blue van pulled up beside her.
"Excuse me." Called the pleasant looking young redhead hanging from the window of the van. Ann stopped jogging and turned off her Ipod, she turned towards the van and removed the headphones from her ears letting them hand around the back of her neck just below her hairline. "How do we get to the interstate from here?" The girl asked.
Ann stepped up to the window "Ok, you turn right here and go down three blocks then turn back left go another two blocks and turn right that's 22nd street it'll take you to I 22." She informed the freckled faced young woman.
"Thanks, you've been a great help." The redhead replied.
"No problem." Ann said turning around while pulling her earphones back up on her head.
The side door of the van slid open and a large man jumped out behind the young housewife. His big lift hand covered her mouth as his strong right arm wrapped itself around her waist picking her up and dragging her back inside the blue van. He quickly lay down with her on the floor and wrapped his legs around her thighs hold them still as the redhead slammed the door shut and the driver directed the vehicle towards the interstate.
The big man turned the woman around to face him, as the redhead quickly pulled a rolled up bandana snug into the frightened woman's mouth and then wrapped it around her head and tied it tight. "I got her Donna, give her the shot." He said holding the poor woman's ass up to the redhead. Donna kneeled down by the two and plunged the needle of the hypodermic deep into the soft flesh of the demobilized woman's butt.
Ann could feel the slow numbness move over her body as the inside of the van began to spin, then the light went out. "Ok Mike you can get up now." Donna said as she raised her five foot two inch frame and opened the lid to the beanch seat along the van wall. Mike rolled Ann's limp body away from him and got up on his knees. His slender female friend then pulled their captive's hands behind her back and fastened a pair of handcuffs tightly to her wrists, as he was tying her feet together.
When they had her secured they both began to cut her clothing from her body. Donna cut up the front of the t-shirt between the young wife's firm tits and through the neck hole. She then cut down through the sleeves from the neck, while Mike cut up each leg of the red jogging shorts, and pulled them from under her with one swift yank. He took great pleasure as he rubbed his thumb along her pussy slit on the outside of her white cotton panties, then he lowered his face between her legs and inhaled deeply, "Man she's a sweet one I can't wait to get into this hot cunt!" he smirked while he pulled her panties aside and pushed his index finger between her dry pussy lips and deep up her love hole.
In the meanwhile Donna cut the sports bra off and was pinching and pulling up on Ann's nipples stretching her perfect 36 "C"cup breasts to their limits. "Me too!" she added with a nasty smile on her lips.
"Ok you two, it'll have to wait until we get there," the driver said, laughing out loud as he pulled his finger out his play thing's cunt, and offering it to Donna, who eagerly sucked it deep into her mouth. She released he grip on the blondes nipples and slapped her hard across the right breast.
"I guess you're right Bobby, but we better get there fast or I'll have to do her right here in the van." He then picked the helpless woman up he stuffed her inside the plywood box and closed the lid back down. Donna then returned the passenger seat and Mike lay down on the long bench closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The tall thin man drove out of the city and deep into the woods to the cabin that belong to Donna, the one that they had used tame and time again for their perverse pleasures. He pulled up to the front step and parked the van. The redhead got out and opened the sliding door while Bobby went to the door of the cabin and opened it.
"Ok Mike, get her out." She ordered to the sleeping man.
Mike rolled off of the bench and onto his knees beside it, he opened the lid and slowly raised the twenty four year old wife and mother up into his strong arms. He turns and slid out of the van stand to his full six foot six inch, two hundred and fifty pounds. He walk into the cabin carrying Ann's drugged body with ease. The door leading to the basement was open so he continued down with Donna following him.