Most of my stories are written for my wife's reading pleasure. She sometimes is the character and others she is not. Most are written from an aspect that places her there or gives her the most realism that I can possibly give. I hope you enjoy.
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You can't believe it. You have to go back to work on a Friday night. You understood with the new position, it was possible that you may need to come in from time to time to deal with the new account's night ordering system, but only until you were set up to do it from home. At least there were no plans for us this evening. You knew you would be late getting back so you insist that I stay home and enjoy my night off.
What bothers you most was the message coming in from someone other than your manager. It steamed you that you had to ruin your Friday night, but he couldn't even take the time to call you himself. The message stated that the vendor would call you around 9:00pm after clearing their inventory.
At least coming in this late meant no one else would be there and you didn't have to dress up like a normal workday. A pair of khaki shorts and a tank top would be just fine.
Although you're glad no one's there, it's a bit scary pulling into the lot and going inside the dark building by yourself.
Having turned on the lights and sound system, you start feeling a little more relaxed. You decide to pass the time by looking at the account to see if you can speed the process up a bit and get back home a little earlier.
The next moment happens so fast that you barely have time to scream. The lights go out and the room becomes pitch black. In that instance, someone grabs you from behind and a hand covers your mouth. You're stricken with mortal fear and you try to scream, but the hand over your mouth muffles any attempt. You struggle, kicking and punching, but more hands grab and keep you under control. You see that struggling isn't working, so you try to relax and hope that they won't hurt you.
The one with his hand over your mouth leans in and speaks to you. He tells you in a very serious tone, that if you continue to resist, then you "Will" be hurt and they'll still do what they came to do, so the choice is yours. He asks if you understand and you nod your head yes. With that comes a sharp slap across your face and an explanation that you are to answer him with a verbal "Yes" and a verbal "Yes" only! He asks again if you understand and you answer meekly with a "Yes".
A blindfold is placed over your eyes and you're taken from the office area and into the warehouse. You know there are at least three people, but the muttering voices make you think that there are possibly more. Some of the voices sound familiar, but you can't be sure.
You're scared, but trying hard to stay calm. They've told you to stand still and be quiet. You can hear voices and the sounds of things being moved around. You're afraid to even think what plans they may have or who they may possibly be. They haven't hurt you at this point, other than the slap and he did say that as long as you behaved, you wouldn't be hurt.
The voices come closer. They place what appears to be a leather collar around your neck. It's tightened and it slightly restricts your breathing and swallowing. Someone pulls your hair back into a tight ponytail and you listen as they put rubber bands down the length of it.
You hear what you know as the leader's voice tell someone else that he doesn't want it to get in the way and the reply from voice #2 is that it will make it easier to hold on to you.
The leader tells you to be very still. You hear what sounds like scissors being opened and closed then feel the cold metal against your stomach as the scissors are placed at the bottom of your shirt and its cut away. You feel it fall from your shoulders.
In an instance, the cool air hardens your nipples.. You try willing them not to, but it's no use.
Your body betrays your will and the only thing left is your embarrassment. You feel a warm hand gently caress your left breast and you unwittingly let out a soft sigh.
You feel another hard slap across your face and again a warning from the leader. You were not given permission to react to his touch. This time the slap is hard enough to bring blood to your lip and you taste it in your mouth.
A mouth suddenly covers yours and he pushes his tongue deep inside. He pulls away and runs his tongue across your split lip. He says he's sorry he split your lip, but you must only do as you are told.
The cold metal again touches your skin as the legs of your shorts are being cut away. You feel them fall to the floor and you're left with only your panties and shoes.
This time the hand is on your belly. It runs over your smooth tummy and into the band of your panties. His fingers pause as he reaches your very thick bush. You hear a quiet "Mmmmmm" come from him as he runs his fingers through it and beyond to your very wet slit. He comments that he didn't know you had a piercing down there, then pushes two fingers deep in to your pussy.
You think... "Oh My God, this person knows me personally".
The piercings in your nipples and belly button didn't faze him, as though he didn't care, as if he knew about them, but not the clit.
Who are they and what do they want from you? Is this someone that you work with?
Instead of cutting the panties away, he rips them from your body.
He leads you over to another area and tells you to kneel down. He helps you onto something directly in front of you. You have to actually step up a bit to kneel on the surface. It's padded and firm and not too uncomfortable. You feel something pressing against your stomach. It feels like a padded roll bar. He pushes you on to it and bends you forward.
You reach out to steady yourself and keep from falling over the bar. He tells you to reach forward and below you to grab another.
Voice #2 is in front of you now and tells you to grip the bar firmly. He straps both hands in place and secures you tightly.
Your ankles are secured in the same manner and you are completely unable to move. You realize that the position you're in is like being on a crotch rocket motorcycle and you are completely exposed.
They leave you in this position and walk away so you can't hear what they're saying, but you feel the presence of someone still near you.
He kneels by your side and moves closer to you. He begins to caress and explore your body and a very familiar but unknown voice whispers in your ear.
"We're going to fuck you inside out and take you in more ways than you knew existed".