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The Kidnaping of

Part 1

She woke up in a cell with close to 15 other girls her age.  They were all still passed out.  Lisa couldnt remember how she got there.  She was at a rave just last night, someone gave her a drink and the rest is darkness.  Wherever they were, they were mobile.  And whoever was driving, wasnt caring for the bumps much.  They bounced around like luggage in a trunk of a car for what seemed like an eternity.  Some of the other girls started waking up and sniffles and moans began to come out of them, some even crying.  It wasnt long before a loud scream pierced the calm air.  Within a second  of that scream, Lisa heard a loud CRANK! Sound as a large door opened letting in a blinding light.  About 5 large round figures moved in each grabbing a girl and dragging her out the door and into the light, shutting the door again as they left.  Lisa couldnt get a good look at the figures. 

       They would return shortly and get more, I was one of the last ones to get picked up.  I tried to fight him, but his grip around my waist was so tight that I couldnt even move.  I could barely breathe.  Where was I and what the hell was happening to me?  I knew it couldnt be good. 

       Outside, I realized I was in a strangely shaped airplane and I was drug across a runway and into a concrete room with no windows and pitch dark when the door was closed.  I sat there scared as hell and wondering what the hell was going on.  I was kidnapped.  I was going to be tortured until my daddy came up with ransom money.  That shouldnt be a problem.  Daddy would do anything for his angel.  Yes, I was a spoiled little girl.  I always got what I wanted, and when I didnt I would just be mad at daddy for a few days and he would cave and give it to me anyway.  Where was daddy now?  Did he know I was kidnapped?  Was he trying to get me back already?  If only I knew.  But I hope it happens quick and I hope they catch these gorilla pieces of shit.

       It wasnt long until the cell door opened and a fat, hairy man walked in, or more like waddled in.  He shined a bright spotlight on me and told me to keep still.  All I had to do was obey until daddy came through and I would be ok. 

       “What the fuck is going on here?”  I said angrily.

       I felt a sudden pain on my mouth as his hand smacked me hard.  I could feel my lips fattening immediately. 

       “Shut the fuck up or you will get worse.”  the voice was gruff and sounded strong and serious.

       “Look, my da…..”  SMACK!  This time I got it on my nose bringing tears to my eyes.

       “ Wanna go for more bitch?”

       I got the picture then and realized I better shut up and listen.

       “Rule number one, you will not speak, or make a fucking sound unless you are asked a question, or you are told to make that sound. Is that understood whore?”

       I nodded my head.  A hard slap to the face followed.  “answer me in a complete sentence and call me Sir.”

       “I will not speak or make a sound unless I am asked a question or told to do so, Sir.”

       “Good girl.  Now I am going to explain a few things for you.  Some of them are going to be rules.  Some are going to be explanations.  When you are asked a question, you will have one second to answer or you will be severely punished.  Is that understood?”

       “Y..Yes Sir.”  a quick slap across the mouth cutting it.

       “Complete sentences whore, thats a warning and strike number one. Now try again.”

       “Yes Sir, I will have one second to answer any questions asked of me. I understand Sir.”

       “Better.  Next, you will not try to escape, or you will suffer extreme torture and then die.  Dont believe me?  Watch this.”  He turned off the spotlight and a film began.

       It was a young girl in the same room I was in.  she was about my age.  she was naked and the man was holding a whip in his hand.  She ran for the door and the man used the whip to trip her up making her fall hard on the floor.  He reached for her and pulled her up by her hair, and threw her across the room making her head hit hard on the far corner.  He then picked her up again by her hair and sat her down  on a stool.   He bound her hands behind her back and made her elbows touch in a tight helpless bind.  He tied her feet to the stool legs and her knees were tied to a spreader bar.  He made a phone call and shortly after, two other men showed up with bags full of stuff.  They placed them on the metal table and pulled out some tools and rope.  Each of the men got a handful of hair and yanked out a huge chunk. Of hair laughing as he did it.  The first man forced a huge ring gag into the girls mouth fastening it tightly behind her head.  You could tell the girl was screaming in agony as the men kept yanking out hair and filling her mouth with it, she coughs some of it out as tears run down her face.  Soon enough the girl had no hair left on her head.  All that remained were a few strands and blood trickling down her face and scalp.  A bandage was placed on the head and she was left there.  The movie continued with the girls head healed but with several scars.  She still had the ring gag on, only now her mouth was bleeding from the strap being on for a few days.  The big fat man kept slapping her bald head making her cry and beg for mercy.  He pulled out a tool that looked like a large pair of pliers and he clamped her nose shut.   The man the twisted the pliers breaking the girls nose and twisting it upside down.  He then used the same pliers to pull out each of the girls teeth. 

       He took off the ring gag after punching her dead in the face giving her an instant black eye.  You could tell her jaw had been dislocated from the gag as she wasnt able to move it and it was at an awkward angle.  He punched her in the jaw and watched her fall to the floor.  The next part he had huge nipple clamps on the girls nipples pulled hard to a hook on the wall in front of her.  He pulled out a large pair of scissors and without a blink, cut off her nipples leaving them hanging from the chain. The pain made the girl pass out.  When she woke up, her nipples were on a plate in front of her and the holes that remained were sewn shut in small xs.  tears streamed down her face non stop.  He stabbed the nipple with a fork and forced it into the girls mouth making her eat it using his hand to make her chew and rubbing her throat to make her swallow it.  You could easily tell, the girl had lost her mind by this point.

       The movie continued with the man cutting off her legs, then her arm and hanging the body parts on the wall in front of her.  Each interval had a long waiting time.  I guess they allowed her time to recover from each decapitation.  By the end of the movie, the girl was nothing but a head and body.  She was hung on a wall through a hook on her back and left there to starve to death.

       “this is no bullshit cunt.  Run and this WILL happen to you.”

       Fear struck me like a ton of bricks.  The movie made me puke at least 3 times all over myself and my shoes.

       “will you do as you are told?”

       “Yes sir, I will do as I am told.”

       “Good girl is learning already.”  He had an evil grin on his scraggly face.

       “Next rule, when you are given an order, you do it without hesitation and you have a second to do it.  Failure to do so will be reason for punishment and trust me, you  dont want that.”

       He walked around me checking out my body.  “now strip whore.”

       I hesitated, and a second later I felt a hard blow to my stomach.  “We just went over this, you must be a total fucking idiot.”

       I quickly took off my clothes and dropped them to the floor in front of me.  I tried to hide my body as best I could.  “hands at your sides bitch.”  I quickly did as told remembering the blow to my stomach.

       “spread your legs more than shoulder distance and put your arms straight out, not 45 degrees, not 30 degrees, straight out.”  I did as told. Feeling exposed and helpless and scared.  I lost the idea that daddy wasnt getting me out of this one.   Those arms will not drop or move at all. He said. 

       He sat on the stool right in front of me.  He pulled out a folder and removed a packet of papers.

       “ok, you already know the first three rules.  What are they?”

       “I wont speak or make a sound unless I am told to or am asked a question, I will answer in complete sentences and immediately.  I will obey your commands without hesitation.”

       “very good cunt….  Ok, as of now that will be your name, Cunt.  That is your new name, and your old name no longer exists as your old life doesnt exist.  You are now a slave.  Property. A thing.  A toy.  You are nothing.  You are worthless, and you are stupid.  As of right now, your body, your soul, your heart and air all belong to me.  I can do what I want, when I want and how I want to do it.  Your comfort means nothing to me, and my comfort means the world to you.  You have now been dehumanized and demoted from normal human being, to a worthless piece of shit. If you think you have it bad with me, think twice, the world out there will be much more cruel with a cunt like you.”  He took a deep sigh as he say that my arms were starting to shake.

       “when you refer to your body parts, you will call them mine, as they all now belong to me.  When you refer to yourself, you will use it or slave or cunt, nothing else.  The words no, me, mine, my, I and myself are no longer a part of your vocabulary.  You are mine.”  I started crying uncontrollably.

       He walked over to her and placed the folder in her left hand.  “this will not fall from your hand.  Five times a day you will read these rules.  Each time you will read them on your knees and read them five times.  He walked over to me and pulled my hair making my head cock back.  I winced in pain.

       “Whose hair is this?”

       “this hair is yours Sir.” I responded.

       “And what can I do with this hair?”

       “you can do whatever you want with it sir.”

       “And that I will, I may cut it, color it, shave it, burn it, rip it out, whatever I please right?”

       “Yes Sir, whatever you please.” remembering to speak in complete sentences.

       He released my hair and pulled pressed his thumbs hard against my eyeballs. “and these eyes are mine too, I may color them, gouge them, blind them or cover them as I please right?”

       “Yes Sir, whatever you please.”

       He grabbed my nose hard and held it there. “this nose will smell what I want, snort what I want, and take up it what I want it to.”

       He pinched my lower lip.  “These lips will be used for kissing anything I want them to, they will not bitch or complain, they will not speak, they will not dissapoint.  They will be used for pleasuring me.  Now stick out your tongue.”  I quickly did so.

       “this tongue will be used to lick anything I want it to, please whatever I want it to, taste what I want it to.”  He let go and squeezed my cheeks together.  “this mouth will be used to please me in whatever I wish, it will eat what it is given, it will thank me for everything it gets to consume.  It will swallow what I want it to swallow.  It will never bite or scratch anything that has flesh or be severely punished.  This is now to be named pussy as it will be used like a pussy most of the time.”        

       He grabbed my throat making my arms lower a bit in exhaustion. And cutting off my windpipe.  “this throat will swallow anything it is told to swallow and nothing it is not given permission to.”

       He reached down and squeezed my breast hard like they were clay.  I couldnt help but yelp.  He didnt hit me I think he liked it.  “these are now refered to as your pleasure bags.  I will play and abuse them as I see fit or for my own entertainment.”   he reached down and pulled the hair on my sex and gave a hard yank making me squirm a little and making my tired arms lower even more.  “this is now called the pleasure hole, as It will be my hole to get pleasure from.”  he stuck his pinky finger inside my anus.  “this is now called my shit hole as that is what it really is…. Say, I like that name better than cunt.  That will also be your new name, shithole.  Your new full name is now, shithole cunt slut.  Yes I like that.”  he stepped up on my toes and feet pressing down.  “These feet are mine to torture also shithole.”  the name brought him pleasure as he smiled every time he said it.

       “now, lower your hands, I will show you your basic slave positions.  First the waiting position.  On your knees.”  I did as told.  “toes pointed backwards and feet crossed, and sit on your heels, knees spread apart wide and hands on thighs palms up, head lowered as you are never to look at me above the chest, the punishment for that will be an immediate eye gouge.”  I assumed the uncomfortable position.

       “this position you will always be in when you are doing nothing and have no orders to complete.”  He pulled me up by my hair.

       “next, is the offering of the cunt.  You will kneel up with your back straight and pleasure hole pushed forward, arms crossed behind your back, feet crossed and toes pointed behind you, eyes closed or downcast, knees will be together, you will have to learn to balance this way, your cunt will be wide open and the dick massager (tongue) will be stuck out as an offering,  assume!”  I assumed the position wobbling and trying to keep my balance.  “this position will be utilized when you are given the command cunt offer.” 

       “next is the standing position.”  he pulled me up by my hair again it was starting to make my head hurt from all the pulling.  “arms behind your back, feet shoulder length apart and toes perfectly pointed straight forward.  Head lowered, breasts stuck out.  Assume!”  I assumed the position.  “this will me utilized when you are allowed to stand whether in public or private.”

       “next is the punishment position.  Grab your ankles and arch your back and stick the ass high. Assume!”  I did.  “this will be used when you hear the command punishment” 

       “finally there is the offering of the pleasure hole.  Lift your left leg high and hug it with your left arm in place.  This will also take balance skill.  Head and eyes lowered, right hand out to keep balance.  Assume!” I did but couldnt keep my balance.  He just laughed at me.  “We are in for a long, long ride.”


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