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[p_p_man]

There's no plot here, no pre-determined characters. Just join in if you want and let's see where it goes.

Pervman was angry. He'd spent the whole week stalking a pretty woman in her early twenties only to find she'd moved out of town two days ago. Time wasting was right at the top of Pervman's list of things to avoid. Especially now he only had three days before he had to find someone suitable and get her back to the mountains. 'Christ', he exploded 'the others are probably all set up and ready to go by now' He usually looked forward to these annual get togethers of the PervClubs. It was the one time of the year they could all get together, feeling safety in numbers, and where their victims could be used and abused without interference fom outsiders. The idea of the clubs had been his grandfather's, who during his last spell in jail had been beaten and raped by the other inmates, as their particular form of punishment for his crimes. After finishing his time he contacted others he knew and persuaded them to form themselves into a self-protection group, with a once a year gathering where they could indulge themselves in their fantasies. Since those days the PervClubs had grown in number and although the authorities knew of their existence an even who some of the members were, they found themselves helpless in the face of the Clubs practice of closing ranks in self defence.
Pervman kicked at a trash can and turned the corner. Suddenly it happened. Coming towards him was a great looking chick, and although she was wrapped up against the weather, he could see her body was perfectly shaped. He did it without thinking. As she passed him on the lonely sidewalk he turned towards her retreating back and put his arm tightly around her neck. "Not a sound little sister", he whispered into her ear, "just do what I say. We're going for a little ride." He stopped her initial struggling by biting into the lobe of her ear and keeping the skin tightly between his teeth. Then moving quickly he frog marched the girl back to where the van was parked.

 

[Isolde]

Isabelle

Isabelle strode down the street hurrying to her apartment. The birthday party for her best friend had run late and by the time it was over everyone was to drunk to drive home. Angelica had offered her a room to stay in but she just lived down the street a few blocks so she decided to leave her car there and make it home on foot. She hadnt drunk as much as everyone else but she didnt want to take a chance-she had had a brother killed while driving drunk and she swore she would never try it.

The brisk night air seemed to help her sober up some especially since she was wearing a short skirt and the winter wind was cutting into her soft flesh, her sheer stockings and open toed high heels not afffording any protection at all. She was grateful for the heavy coat as it prevented the wind from getting to her uppper body as she was only wearing a black silk blouse with spaghetti straps-not exactly warm clothing but it did catch the eye of Steve at the party and she had been trying to do that for some time now.

Well, only one more block to go and then she could make some coffee to warm herself up before going to bed. Suddenly she heard a sound up ahead and paused. It sounded like a trashcan falling over. When the sound was not repeated, she shrugged and walked on. It was probably an alleycat out prowling for the night.

She turned the corner and found out just how wrong she had been. Suddenly she felt an arm around her neck and a menacing voice in her ear. "Not a sound little sister," It said,"Just do what I say. We're going for a little ride." Her heart dropped and she wanted to cry out but she didnt dare least he tighten his hold on her neck and strangle her. She started to struggle but stopped when she felt his teeth in her earlobe. Her breaths were coming in jagged sobs as he walked her backward to what she did not know as she could not turn her head.

Isabelle closed her eyes and heard a whimper come from her own lips. Quietly she pleaded with him. "Please," She whispered to him,"Please dont do this. Let me go and I wont tell anyone. I promise."

[Edited by Isolde on 02-22-2001 at 09:51 AM]

 

[p_p_man]

She whimpered and begged quietly. Without warning the familiar wrenching twist tore through his gut as he had a violent, momentary, sexual spasm. God he loved that sound. These women who one moment were in complete control of their lives suddenly shocked into using the only defence available to them. Pleading and begging. He tightened his teeth on her ear and she gave a little yelp and fell silent.
Now he had started this he began to worry. Normally he would have everything planned down to the finest detail, but this spur of the moment stuff had unnerved him more than he realised. The only answer was to get her out of sight as fast as possible and get out of town.
He reached the van with the keys already in his hand and unlocked the back doors. He had to move fast before she regained some courage and stated to make too much noise. Releasing her earlobe he threw her violently into the back knocking the wind from her body. Leaping in after her he grabbed the needle he always kept ready and primed in the cold box and lifting her skirt plunged it into her bare thigh. He held his hand over her mouth and waited until her deep steady breathing told him she was unconscious. Reluctantly he pulled her skirt down again. Plenty of time for that later.
Moving quickly he tied her wrists together behind her back, and fastened her ankles to two leg manacles that had been soldered into the sides of the van. Finally he blindfolded her. There was no need to use a gag, the van had been soundproofed and anyway he didn't want her to choke whilst she was knocked out by the drug. Getting out of the van and re-locking the door he got into the driver's seat, started the engine and drove carefully out of town and into the night...

 

[carini]

Ms. O'Shea

I couldn't beleive what i was seeing! This city had stopped shocking me years ago but this was crazy. Working an odd shift i had picked up the habit of staring blankly out my wondow for a while every night until i fell asleep and for once i actually saw something other than pigeons fucking.
Isabelle lived above me. Sweet girl. Beautiful. Noisy as all heck in bed, but who isn't when you bring a trail of studs home the way she does Isee she had been drinking that was the only explaination for her slight stagger and her walking rther than driving her treny little beetle that i coveted so. I decided to follow her as she walked keeping an eye on her through my windows. Streets aren't safe at night for a girl who tipsy. I remember learning that the hard way all to well. She was a few strides from the corner when i heard a trash can fall over. I left her for a minute to check it out and saw a shadowy figure lurking. Before i could even blink she was coming around the corner and he had grabbed her. I ran down the stairs as fast as my chubby little legs could carry me. He wasn't gonna hurt that girl without me getting a few blows in first. I May be a chubby middle aged single woman but i do taebo. I could kick his nuts into his eyeballs. I ran out just as he was getting into his driverseat and began to pound on the glass. "Get out to freak. I saw what you did and i already called the cops!"

 

[p_p_man]

"Fuck!" Pervman screamed aloud. As he had driven off he had heard a thump on the side of the van. At first he paid it no attention but instinct made him look in his mirror and just before he turned the corner into the road that would take him out of town to safety he saw a small dumpy shape standing in the middle of the street. "Fuck!" he swore again, "what the fuck was that?" There was no time to think. He jammed on the brakes bringing the vehicle to a screeching halt. Instinct took over. He couldn't afford to leave anything behind that would point the finger at him later and by association to the Clubs.
He reversed the van pushing the engine to the limit. As he looked in the rear view mirror he couldn't help giving a tight strained grin as he saw the shadowy figure, stop its agitated movements, hesitate and then begin running towards the door of a large tenement building. 'Didn't expect this did you.' he murmered. He stopped opposite the double door entrance and was just in time to see from an overhead light that the cause of his panic was a small, dumpy, middle aged woman who was as quickly as she could climbing the stairs.
Pervman's mind was in overdrive. She might have called the police but would she have had time? He didn't know how long she had been watching or what she had seen but it was unlikely in the darkness she had been able to note the registration number. But she could probably give a good description of the van. "Well, well," he muttered, "you've just invited yourself to a party you interfering little cow." He hated to press the panic button but this was one time he had no choice.
Over the years the Pervclubs had built an impressive network of people who helped out in times of emergency. They were in every town and city and filled many working positions, some of them very influential. In return they were permitted to take part in local Club activities and some were raised to full membership status. Their only task was to drop what they were doing when they were called to assist a member in distress. The Pervman took out his especially adapted cell phone and literally pressed the panic button.
Within seconds he had made contact and was told what to do. The line went dead. He looked across the street and saw the alley he was told would be there. Carefully he reversed into it, turned off his lights, got out of the driving seat and entered the back where the girl was still sleeping heavily, unaware of the activity going on around her. Through the small window overlooking the front seats he saw shadowy figures appear from all directions. Sometimes singly and sometimes in pairs but always staying in the shadows and always being careful not to attract attention. It was a big building and the woman had to be found quickly. Pervman knew they would have no trouble in finding her and getting her out of the building within minutes. Even as he sat thinking and watching a furniture van came to halt outside the building and two groups of men carrying two crates came out of the door.
This threw Pervman into another spasm of cursing. "Two! Fucking two, they couldn't decide which fucking one to cunting bring!" God he was going to be in shit for tonights work. He had no time to think any further as a large camper parked across the entrance to the alley. Two men got out approached the van and rapped on the doors. Pervman knew the procedure. Without a word he took the campers's keys from one of the men and went to start the engine. A moment later a gloved fist banged twice on the side of the camper. The Pervman drove off.
As he finally drove out of town fifteen minutes after his first attempt to leave, his thoughts were full of rage. OK he still had the girl secured safetly in the living area of the camper. But now he had two middle aged plump women to deal with as well. There must have been two fitting the description he gave over the cellphone so to play safe both had been carried off in the furniture van. 'OK,' he thought 'you're both involved now you fat little whoring bitches. Don't worry we'll meet again soon.' His thoughts drifted into areas of fantasy and it was a much more relaxed man who drove towards the mountains.

 

[Isolde]

Isabelle

A sharp pain in her back as she was jarred against something hard caused her to break from her drugged sleep. She still felt drowsy and confused about where she was exactly. Slowly images pushed through her mind and her eyes opened wide only to see nothing but the same blackness as when she had had her eyes closed.

She bit her lip to keep any sound from escaping. Trying to calm her beating heart, she took stock of what was happening. She could feel her hands tied behind her back and her feet were shackled to something. She must be blindfolded from the feel of material across her eyes and the fact she could not see. A tear slid down her face as she lay there feeling the vehicle she was in moving down a bumpy road.

God, why hadnt she accepted Angelica's offer of a nights lodging? She could be in a warm bed right now instead of where she was at going who the hell knew where to a fate that she trembled to even think about. The vehicle hit a bump and she cried out involutarily as she was slammed against something hard again. She gritted her teeth and hoped beyond hope that her capture had not heard.

 

[p_p_man]

Pervman

Pervman heard the woman's sound as he drove and surprised as he was that she had made such a quick recovery he felt completely in control after the trouble in town. He had turned off the main highway and was driving along a bumpy track looking for a place to stop for the night. 'Might as well be here' he muttered to himself pulling over to one side where a small clearing hid the camper from the road. Even though most people would assume he was on a camping vacation it was best not to attract too much attention. Turning off the engine he walked back into the living area and gazed down at the girl. Her feet had been shackled the same as they had been in the van and she still wore the blindfold. As he looked at her he felt the first stirrings in his balls. 'What the hell,' he thought,'It won't take long.' He stripped off his clothes and knelt down beside the girl. He knew she was aware of his presence and he knew she was shit scared. That's good, he thought. There was no subtelty in his actions, no gentleness. That wasn't the way he was made and after the problems of the last few hours he felt the need to release some tension. Without speaking he straddled the girl's chest feeling her soft breasts squashing against his arse through her clothes. Leaning forward he scooped her under her neck and pulled her head off the floor. His other hand thrust into her mouth opening it wide and his cock quickly followed. "No noise now and no biting else you won't see tomorrow." It was a bluff but it always worked.
Within seconds he was mouthfucking the girl, thrusting in and out over her lips and to the back of her throat. She groaned but didn't struggle. He knew she was terrified. His prick grew harder, longer and wider until her lips distorted to take the hugeness of him. He was now pushing it into her throat feeling her gag as the iron hardness of him pushed aside her feeble defence. It was soon over. Too much had happened for him to take any time. His only need was to drain his balls and ease the tension in his body. Faster and faster he fucked her, stretching he throat wider as he went deeper. She struggled and gagged as he his balls slapped gainst her chin and his cock twitched and thrust into her gullet. Then it was all over. With a cry of ecstacy he poured his cum into her rigid body, spurt after spurt sliding down directly into her belly. The final lump of semen shot out of his prick and he started to withdraw. 'Jeez,' he muttered, 'I must have needed that badly the stuff's still coming outta me.' It was true as he withdrew from her throat releasing the tight grip it had held on his cock even more cum spurted from his cock landing on the girl's tongue. As he withdrew from her completely her lips received the final load which quickly ran down her chin. He got up and fetched a beer from the cooler. Downing it in a few gulps he dropped the can onto the floor threw himself on the bed and with a humurous "Night, night girlie," quickly fell asleep.

 

[Isolde]

Isabelle

She felt the vehicle stop and then heard him come to where she was trussed up. Her heart beat faster and she had to force herself to to keep quiet. Maybe he wouldnt realize she was up and then he would just leave her alone.

Her hopes were dashed as she heard movement. The sounds of zippers told her that he was undressing and she began to struggle against her bonds. She soon found herself unable to move as he straddled her and his weight held her down. His hand roughly grabbed her neck and lifted it as his other one pried open her mouth though she fought to keep her jaw locked tight. She gagged as she felt his hard cock enter her mouth and she would have moved her head but his hold on her prevented it. She trembled at his threat and didnt dare to find out if it was a bluff or not.

She relaxed as best she could knowing that it would be easier if she didnt fight it. It went okay for the first little while and she was able to accomodate him until she felt him grow in her mouth. Soon it became uncomfortable and she begin to gag and was unable to breathe as he continued to shove his hard cock in and out of her mouth deeper with each thrust. She moaned as she felt her jaw streatch and ache as he worked himself over her tongue.

Suddenly she heard him cry and stiffen just before she felt and tasted his cum pour out and into her throat. She could feel the slick seed fill her belly as she closed her eyes and begin to swallow simply for the fact that she would choke otherwise. She worked furiously trying to take it all in and she breathed a sigh of relief as she felt him start to withdraw and then gagged once again as another load of seed shot onto her tongue. She swallowed quickly hoping it was over but then felt once more the hot liquid shoot out and splatter on her face and slide down her chin and neck. She heard him mutter something but she was too much into her own misery and shock to hear exactly what it was.

She heard him move away and the pop of a can followed by swallowing sound. Then he bid her good night and she shivered at the cruelty she heard in his voice. She soon heard his breathing steady which told her he was asleep. When she was sure he could not hear her, she lay her head down on the floor and begin to cry. She could still taste the cum on her tongue and she could feel it drying on her chin and neck. She breathed in deep gulps of air as she tried to keep her sobs low so that the man would not hear her. Struggling against her bonds, she tried to free her hands, ignoring the pain in her wrists as the ropes scraped off skin in her effort to get free.

Hours later, she could feel the rope loosing with the slickness caused by the blood from her wrists and she sobbed in frustrations as her arms felt like lead-too heavy to lift or move. Willing her body to cooperate, she finally felt the bonds slip over her torn wrists and then froze. Was that movement she heard coming from another part of what could only be a camper.

 

[p_p_man]

Help

This thread needs some characters...

Characters so far:

PERVMAN - member of nationwide clubs dedicated to perversion
ISABELLE - has been kidnapped by Pervman to be taken to the mountains where the PervClubs are about to have there annual chill out
MS O'SHEA- witnessed Isabelle's kidnapping and was in turn kidnapped herself by a group who protect the PervClub members against exposure.
UNFORTUNATELY...two women matching Ms O'Shea's description were taken (the protection squad only had a desciption to go on) and both have been crated up and driven away in a removal van.
SECOND VICTIM IN THE FURNITURE VAN: Not identified yet.

Current situation: Pervman and Isabelle are in a camper where Pervman mouth fucked Isabelle before he fell asleep. All night Isabelle struggles with her bonds and just as she was able to free herself she hears another noise in the camper (it's definitely not Pervman - he's still asleep).

This site was started to see where it goes. No plot. No pre-defined characters. Just go with the flow.