OOC: Jessica's Conversion Casting Call (BDSM)

We're looking for a few good men to join us for "Jessica's Conversion", based on Jessica's Conversion -1:

http://www.eroticstoriesexchange.com/forums/forumdisplay.php?f=19

If you can read the entire story, great. If not, just read the first few paragraphs to get the idea of where we'd like to go.

Miss Shy Newcastle will play the poor woman. I'll chat with MSN if it's open to other women, sub or dom. Anyway, if you're interested, drop a line on this thread.


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scribe_m said:

We're looking for a few good men to join us for "Jessica's Conversion", based on Jessica's Conversion -1:

http://www.eroticstoriesexchange.com/forums/forumdisplay.php?f=19

If you can read the entire story, great. If not, just read the first few paragraphs to get the idea of where we'd like to go.

Miss Shy Newcastle will play the poor woman. I'll chat with MSN if it's open to other women, sub or dom. Anyway, if you're interested, drop a line on this thread.


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That link doesn't work - try http://www.eroticstoriesexchange.com/forums/showthread.php?t=1887 for an idea of where we're looking to go.

OOC: I'll just start on this thread. If anyone wants to join in, please do so!

Ah, the joys of technology. We had set up various wireless webcams around the block, casing the houses for well-to-do bitches whose husbands worked while they sat at home, tending their bodies. We noticed one particularly luscious babe had her husband home late at night, while, during the day, she would have a "male friend" come over. Oh, man, this was going to work well. We set up a camera just outside and enjoyed watching them fuck and suck each other. We'd have raging hardons and several good shots, and thought of the best way to blackmail her. It turned out we recorded her husband leaving the complex. Now, *that* was interesting. We weren't sure how long he'd be gone, so we made our move the next morning.


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Can I can I can I.....Please LOL You know with the chocolate and whipped topping and the needing a taste of it

Just tell me what part to play and I am there!

I hid in the bushes. My partner is a woman, and you know how everyone underestimates them. But I knew what sort of woman she really was, and looked forward to what wonderful awful things she would do to our victim. I watched her as she rang the doorbell. This would be fun.

OOC: Welcome aboard, Devious! Love your domme posts in your blog! MSN, I think you're going to have fun...


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The door opens and I see a face, oh yes she is going to work nicely. I smile "Yes ma'am I have a package for you. It is rather large and we need to see where to put it, do you mind if we step inside and look?" I ask sweetly. I wave to my partner, bringing him up and by my side, waiting for her to let us in.

Jessica was still in her dressing gown - Martin was coming over later and she was looking forward to it. It wasn't that she didn't love her husband Sean - of course she did - it's just they hadn't been sexually active for sometime - and Martin was a god when it came to that sort of action.

She answered the door, listened to the woman sighed. What had Sean bought this time? He was always buying weird and wonderful technological gadgets that she didn't fully understand. She stepped aside and let them in.

"Will this take long? I need to get ready for a visitor" she replied.

"Thank you ma'am" I say as I step in and behind her, letting my partner in the house. I quickly grab her hands and cover her mouth before she gets a chance to scream. Looking over I nod to my partner. "Your turn."

I grin, my "co-worker" spinning the scantily clad lady into full view. She's pinned from behind, and forced to lean backwards to stand up. I pick up her legs from the ankles as we enter into the house.

"Lay her onto the floor," I say. "Straddle her and hold her down." Her legs are kicking until I kneel on them, putting my weight on her ankles. My gloved hands start tearing off her underthings, exposing her naked pussy. I take my finger and start probing, entering her pussy with my gloved finger.


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Reaching into my pocket with a free hand, I pull out the ball gag. Palming it in my hand, I quickly remove the one hand and place the ball in her mouth, letting a small scream out as I put in the gag. I fasten it quickly allowing me to have my hands back.

That done I slide down a little lower and rip her night clothes away from her breasts. "Oh yes these are nice." I run my hands over them slowly making the nipples hard.

I take one nipple between my finger and thumb, pinching it before I twisted it, causing slight pain. My own pussy starting to get wet from the body moving below me.

Jessica tried to scream as the woman covered her mouth, but she was on the floor and pinned down before she had a chance. This couldn't be happening, she reasoned - this was a respectable neighbourhood - this was her husband trying to scare her. He must know about Martin.

Or at least that was what she thought until a gloved hand began probing at her pussy. Another muffled scream came from her mouth and she tried to bite down on the woman's fingers. She succeeded in biting the ball gag as that was slipped in her mouth.

She heard Martin knocking on her back door, and her kicks and muffled protests began again in earnest.

My gloved fingers were becoming all warm and slick and wet with her pussy juices, when I heard a knock on the back door. Hmm... I surrepticiously made my way to the back and took a quick peek. Yeah... Martin.

"Hey, baby, point our little Miss Prissy here so she can see who's behind all this." I opened the door and let him in. "Hiya, Martin.

I could see in Jessica's eyes the tear-stained betrayal. I knelt down to her and held her face close to mine. "Hey, sweetie. At least you're being betrayed by someone you love."

Martin took off his leather jacket, showing off his firm body in his ragged t-shirt. "Yeah. We're gonna treat you nice and sweet before we rob this house blind. Pity you're too wussy to leave your husband. We're gonna have to take good care of you so your husband will never see you again. Hey, you take care of her asshole yet?"

"Jeez," I replied. "I just started on her pussy."

"Well, we're gonna have to fuck her dry, then. You know, Jessica, you never let me fuck you in the ass. Well, today you're gonna get it."

"Hey, what about our... co-worker?" I grinned. "What part of Jessica does she get?"

"Oh, I have it all planned. Here, you go, babe." Martin took out of his jacket a black curved dildo attached to a labyrinth of leather straps. It wasn't until our female conspirator held it right that I saw what it was.

A face strap-on.


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I lick my lips as I take the toy and attach it to her head. "Oh yes baby I am going to use this and cum all over your face."

Once it is strapped on I lean down and spit all over it, some of it missing the dildo and going on to Jessica's face. Her squirming body still bucking under me. I reach over and grab the duct tape, rolling her onto her side I put her hands behind her and tape her writst together.

"There we are, hands tied and a dildo just waiting for my pussy." I say sweetly as I get up and start to undress.

Jessica's heart sank as Martin entered and made no effort to free her. It tried to leap again as he removed his jacket.

"Yeah. We're gonna treat you nice and sweet before we rob this house blind. Pity you're too wussy to leave your husband. We're gonna have to take good care of you so your husband will never see you again. You know, Jessica, you never let me fuck you in the ass. Well, today you're gonna get it."

Jessica whimpered. Her ass was the one place she hadn't allowed him to go - not even her husband had been there - the very idea was disgusting.

As the woman attached the strap on, Jessica wretched. She felt sick. How could this have happened to her? She wished she'd never met Martin.

I helped my friend undress. "Hey, baby, lemme help you." As I stripped her, I sucked and licked her nipples, making them nice and firm. I then played with her pussy, her juices leaking down her legs.

Martin, meanwhile, had Jessica on all fours -- more of a tripod, since her hands were tied, hehe. He said, "Okay, sweetheart. Time for some nice ass-fucking." I could just see him part her nice cheeks apart, as he put his cockhead into her hole.

I spat more on the dildo, not that it had to be wet for my friend. The spittle ran down the plastic cock onto Jessica's face. I spread my friend's pussy lips and inserted the face-dildo into her slit. I then sat on Jessica's back and unzipped my fly. As my co-worker got used to the fat dildo entering her delicious cunt, I said, "Hey, how about my filling your mouth with some real cock while Jessica fucks your pussy?"

OOC: Welcome aboard to MSN's new writer! We welcome our new female assailant and left a hole for you!


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I laugh, "and when have you known me ever to turn down an offer like that?"

I eagerly take your cock into my mouth and begin to suck it. With a cock in my mouth and a dildo in my pussy, I wont take me long before I cum all over her face.

Jessica gave a terrified muffled shriek as Martin's cock slowly began tearing her ass open. This was one of the many things they'd disagreed on - he got off on giving others pain. He'd tried to get her to let him up her ass, use ice cubes and hot candle wax to name but a few - and they were the least painful options. He was taking great pleasure in slowly but forcibly ripping her open.

Below her the woman was getting comfy. Well, she reasoned, this was one fucking she wasn't going to do. She remained still, staring defiantly at the woman below her, who was now naked and eating cock.

Then she remembered - the panic button! If she could just get away for long enough to hit it...

Martin began to giggle. "Yeah, scream for me baby. Lemme hear you through that ball gag and leather strap on. By the time we get finished with you, we'll hear you loud and clear!" He continued to shove his cock up her ass, dry and tearing her inside. "God, this feels good. Your ass is so tight. Tell me how it feels, bitch!"

I felt pretty darn good as well. My friend's wet mouth was slurping and sucking on my hot member. I loved watching her bounce up and down on that she-cock, and I sat forward on Jessica's back to rub and fondle both lady's tits. My friend's breasts were erect and firm -- she was obviously getting off on a face and pussy full of cock. Jessica wasn't so pleased. I pinched and tweaked her nipples harder -- "Scream for Martin," I yelled, "Scream!"


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Finally Martin had forced his cock completely inside Jessica's dry ass. Her eyes almost popped out of her head and she gave a muffled scream of pain, tears running down her cheeks. The other guy sat on her back, pinching and pulling at her nipples - which hurt, but not half as much as the cock in her ass.

She tried to start crawling away, but she was going nowhere with her hands tied together and the guy on her back.

He began moving faster in and out, the pain was excrutiating. With a final screech, Jessica gave in to her pain and passed out.

OOC NOTE: Change of plan - no additional writer - unless anyone wants to join us?

As Jessica passes out, I get up and laugh. "Well then, what are we planning on doing with her now? Do we have more plans, besides taking what we want out of the house." I look around and see nothing that I need.

Looking at Jessica I smile and think to myself, she would make a good slave to someone, with a little training of course.

Jessica slowly came round. As she opened her eyes, she slowly became adjusted to her new surroundings.

She was in a large, dimly lit building of some sort - a barn or something - but strangely it wasn't cold. Something cold was round her right ankle - a chain or something.

A sudden noise made her sit up. Someone else was in the building. She couldn't see anyone else as yet, but she was aware of them moving around.

Looking around she could see all sorts of strange pieces of equipment - there was something that looked like the gym horse that they used in the Olympics - but instead of it being flat it had what looked to be a large cockhead on top of it. There was also a frame that could be stood in, and what looked like an operating table with theatre style lights above it. She could also make out a bookcase which seemed to house literature and DVDs.

"They got you too then Jessica, huh?" said a voice behind her.

Jessica jumped, turned round and screamed. Stood behind her, also naked, was one of her old neighbours - Jenny - who had supposedly died in a car accident. She'd been to her funeral!

"Calm down - I know they've made out I'm dead - but I'm not. I was kidnapped - same as you. I wasn't the first. And you probably aren't going to be the last" she sighed as she sat down beside her.

Seeing Jessica still stunned and lost for words, Jenny gave her a reassuring smile. "They seem to be part of something much larger - Martin picks the woman and gets friendly with her, then one day when your husband is at work you'll get kidnapped by him and 2 others. I don't know what happens in the outside world after that, but I was brought here. I've been trained as a sex slut - not just by Martin and his cronies, others come and go. You'll know Martin has a military background - he knows how to break your will. The other 2 seem to have medical knowledge and know more about the anatomy".

Jessica remained sat still, shaking her head - this wasn't happening to her. It couldn't.

"I'm just waiting to be tagged and sold - hence me not being chained up" Jenny explained.

As someone entered the building, Jessica couldn't take it any longer - she began screaming.

"HELP!! HELP!! HELP!!"

Entering the room I hear Jessica start to scream. Laughing to myself I go about and check on the others. They have been here long enough and have been broken or trained as their new Masters have asked.

Some of the slaves have been taken and made as we see fit, others have been taken by arrangement of their lovers. The slaves never know until they are sold or reclaimed by the lovers.

We don't tell them anything, but their minds do a good job of making stories to help them cope with what is going on. Who are we to tell them the truth?

I walk down to the screaming slave, smiling I take out the gag and insert it into her open mouth. I laugh as she tries to struggle, she will just wear herself out in time.

Catching one arm I put the handcuff on, pulling it behind her back I then catch the other and join them together. With a snap of the fingers the guard comes over and releases her ankle.

"Come with me my little pet, and don't even think about kicking, you will not like the results." I say into her ear as I lead her out of the room and into the hallway.

Leading her to my quarters of the Mansion we pass many rooms, I stop and let her look into the ones with the doors open, before pushing her forward.

"Each of us has our own means of breaking in slaves, and I am one of your trainers. It will only be as hard as you make it." I tell her as I push her into a room.

"Now a few rules while we still have you gagged, Nod when I am done so I know you understand each." I wait for a nod before I go on.

"Good. The rules are simple. First you will address each of us as Sir or Ma'am." I pause again for her nod. "Second, you will not speak unless spoken too, and only then may you look at us." Nod. "Third, obey or be punished, and I know you wont like the punishments." I see her nod again.

"Now if you will be quiet I will take the gag out of your mouth and we can clean you up before you meet your other trianer(s)." I say and wait for the nod.

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Martin smiled, lighting a cigarette. He held Jenny's face with one hand, and placed the end of the match onto her cheek. He held it, even as it dropped ash onto her neck, as the flame crept closer to his fingers.

"I like pain," he said. "I like its feeling. It hurts. It hurts so fine." The match slowly charred, from wood to smoke. "But eventually, you get used to it. Either your nerves die off, or you simply need more." The match was now burning his fingers, yet he did not flich. "Then... then you need to inflict pain on others. You need them to feel pain so that you can feel pain as well. I hope you enjoy your training." The flame was now at Jenny's flesh.

Meanwhile, I set up a few things. That Martin freaked me out. Jessica was being led from one room to another, to disorient her. Yet her room was just next to ours, and there was a one-way mirror. Our slave-in-training had advanced to the point where we needed her to see, as well as feel, pain. Likewise, I set up the microphone so that her screams could be heard in the room with our new slave, Jessica. I then set up the gym horse in front of the mirror.

Done with my work here, I was relieved to let Martin do the dirtywork. I then slipped through a door to meet my coworker so we could begin our training on Jessica...

OOC: Just making up stuff as we go along...


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