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The Capture of Jessica
Jessica had not been satisfied with the turn her life had taken in the past year. Just a year ago she had a successful job in the purchasing department for a large company. But, she had since been let go. It was through no fault of her own, just a product of the failing economy. After working diligently to find a job somewhere else and having no luck, not wanting to have to work at McDonalds and being a very attractive 26 year old, she made the decision to start having sex for a living.
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The weekends had become fairly routine after about 3 months. Jessica would begin sifting through her e-mails, most of which were from potential "clients", on Friday; looking to fill her nightly schedule. Tonight, however, was different. Jessica had found this ad while surfing craigslist. Normally she would just blow it off, but this ad was different, it stood out the moment she read it. All it said was "Attractive female needed for modeling assignment. Pays $1000 per hour." Jessica thought to herself, this might be her way out of having sex with gross perverts who couldn't get any without paying for it.
She called the number on the ad; a masculine voice answered stating, "IS modeling, my name is Paul how can I help you?" "Hi, I saw your ad on the Internet about the modeling job, I was just inquiring about it" replied Jessica. The voice on the other end of the line quickly fired back "ok, I can help you with that, please describe your looks to me and be descriptive." Jessica was a brunette standing about 5'8" tall with a slender build, slim waist, 34C chest and milky white skin. The next question, "are you flexible?" kind of puzzled her but never the less, she answered with an inquisitive yes. "Alright, everything sounds good. Do you know where the old church on the outside of town is?" Paul asked. "Yes" replied Jessica, "I know exactly where that is." Paul's voice shot back through the line "great, you will meet me there at 7 o'clock tonight." Then promptly hung up the phone. Jessica looked at the clock, it read 5:20. That's not much time, she thought to herself, I had better get ready. While she did not live far from the old rundown abandoned church but it would take a little bit of time to get ready, she did want to look good for her job interview.
It took her nearly and hour and a half to get ready, most of which was spent trying to decide what she should wear. She finally chose her tight denim mini skirt that barely covered her ass, a fitted white tank top and a pair of 5" opentoed slingback high heels.
When she arrived at the old church the clock was showing exactly 7. "Nothing like being right on time," she thought to herself. When she pulled up to the church she noticed a newer model black pick up with a cab over the bed. She pulled up next to the truck and rolled down the window, "Hi, you must be Paul." she asked, seeing the middle aged man sitting in the drivers seat. "And you must be Jessica, hop in, let's go for a ride and discuss the job and what it entails. Jessica felt a little leery about getting into a car with someone she didn't even know but all she could think about was not having to have sex with those men anymore. She turned off her car and climbed into the passenger side of the truck. As they pulled out onto the deserted road, which led to the old church, they began to make small talk about the job and Jessica began to feel more comfortable. Paul turned down another side street and pulled the truck over. Before Jessica could ask why they were stopping Paul had a rag over her nose and mouth. She struggled to pull his hand away from her face but he was far too strong for her and simply overpowered her. Jessica slowly drifted into darkness.
Jessica awoke to the feeling of being pulled by her ankles. As she started to come to, she began to recall what had happened before she had blacked out. She tried to use her hands to sit up but quickly realized that she couldn't. They were stacked parallel to each other and she could feel rope circling her wrists, pinning them in place. She also felt ropes around her upper torso above and below her breasts as well as rope cinching her left arm in place which ran around the back of her neck and cinched her right arm in the same manner. There was yet more rope, she noticed, encircling each of her breasts, crisscrossing in front of her neck and tied off in the back. Rope was also tied at her upper thighs, above and below her knees, at her ankles and there was a crotch rope tied tight between her legs. Jessica then realized that the sensation of being pulled by her ankles was actually happening. She was being dragged out of the bed of the truck by a hoist connected by another rope to the rope holding her ankles welded together. As she was dragged out of the bed and hoisted higher into the air she could better see where she was. It seemed to be an old barn, there was hay strewn everywhere and numerous support beams throughout the barn. Suddenly the she stopped; Jessica found herself hanging upside down, by her ankles, about 6 feet off the ground. She started screaming for help when out of nowhere, the man she knew as "Paul" appeared right in front of her. "Shut up, or I'm going to have to gag you," he commanded. Jessica stopped screaming but only to ask where the hell she was and why was he doing this to her. After he answered with a resounding "you are now mine to do with as I please so you better get use to it." She began to scream hysterically again. At that Paul grabbed the underwear that Jessica had previously been wearing and shoved them into her mouth, then picked up a roll of clear tape and wrapped it around her head 4 or 5 times, pinning her used underwear in her mouth and muffling any cries trying to escape. "This is where you will be spending the night after that little outburst of yours," yelled Paul. "I will come check on you in the morning, I will punish you then, and you will also meet the others," Paul chuckled as he once again began hoisting Jessica higher into the barn. She once again tried to scream, but the gag was doing its job well. Resigned to the fact that she was stuck and there was nothing she could do at this point, she began to sob into the gag that held her cries back so well. The hoist finally stopped, leaving her about 25 feet in the air hanging upside down by her ankles and thoroughly bound by the harsh hemp rope encircling most of her now nude body. As Jessica hung there, alone, in the cold dark barn, she futilely struggled to free any part of herself from the bondage holding her firm. After about and hour or two of trying she finally cried herself to sleep.
Jessica was woken the next morning as the hoist she was hanging from was slowly lowered. When it stopped she was still about 5 feet above the ground. As she turned her head, she focused in on Paul; he was standing about 4 feet away and holding a long strand of something in his right hand. He moved closer to Jessica and began to say something. "Do you know what this is?" he asked. Jessica looked nervously at the long tail extending from his hand and shook her head no. "This is a singletail. I told you that you would be punished today and this will be your punishment." With that, he stepped back behind Jessica. He raised his right hand and in one swift motion, stuck a menacing blow to Jessica's ass. She cried out, as she had never felt such pain. Without warning, or time to recover, a second blow came down. This one landing in nearly the same spot as the first. Blow after blow landed hard upon her body from all sides. To Jessica it felt as though her flesh was being ripped from the bone. Then, as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. Jessica looked down at her chest, expecting to see herself cut and bleeding, but what she saw was nothing like what she expected. She saw light red welts scattered along her body. Paul noticed Jessica looking herself over and pronounced, "They will go away in a day or two." "Now let's get you down and ready to meet the others."
Jessica again felt herself being lowered by the hoist. Her head touched ground first follow by the rest of her body. Tied as she was there was still nothing she could do, not that she had the strength to if she were free. Paul stepped over her bound figure and said, "Now, I am going to untie your upper body. Any funny business and I will string you back up and leave you up there. Got it?" Jessica shook her head, letting Paul know that she understood. The last thing she wanted right now was to be hung back up by her ankles. As the ropes fell off of her, she was able to stretch her limbs that hadn't moved in nearly a day. There was no thought of escape; her legs were still bound together anyway. Paul picked her up and forced her to stand. Quickly picking up a length of the hemp rope he pulled her wrists behind her back and tied them palm-to-palm and cinched it in the middle. He did the same with her elbows, forcing them to touch; only he left a little extra rope hanging. He took the excess rope and brought it up over her left shoulder, around the front of her neck, back over her right shoulder and back down to the elbow cinch; he repeated this a couple times before tying it off to the rope around her elbows. Now that she was effectively bound again, Paul began to remove the bondage holding Jessica's legs pinned together. Once all the rope was removed from her lower body, she was allowed the stretch her legs. That didn't last long before Paul grab a long length of hemp and began wrapping it around Jessica's slender waist. He tied it off in the back, then fed it through her legs and up between lips of her pussy and finally up through the waist rope in front. There was still a good 10-15 feet of rope remaining and Jessica wondered to herself, why? It didn't take long before she found out. Paul had taken the remaining rope and tied the end of it to the hitch on the back of his black pick up. Paul approached and said, "We are going over to the house to meet the others, it's only a couple hundred yards but you might want to keep up, or you're going to have one raw little pussy!" Jessica still had no clue whom these "others" were. Were there more men who wanted to use her? She didn't know. Jessica felt a tug as the rope was pulled taught by the, now, moving truck. As she stepped out of the barn, she saw a vast expanse of land, with a house in the distance and multiple other outposts scattered across the property. She staggered as she walked because of the harsh ground under her bare feet. Jessica was trying to concentrate on too many things at once, keeping enough slack in the tow rope, keeping her arms higher up so as not to choke herself, and walking on her bare feet. With all of that, she was struggling to keep up. Finally, after what seemed like taking the longest route possible, the truck slowed as they reached the house. Paul hopped out of the truck and made his way to the back. He released Jessica from the hitch but rather then remove the crotch rope, he used it to lead her into the house.
The house was nothing special, just an old country farmhouse. As she was lead in, Jessica could hear muffled noises coming from the other room. She soon found out what those noises were. As Paul opened the door to the room, Jessica's mouth would have dropped, had her mouth not still been stuffed with her own panties. Oh my god, she thought. "I am not the only girl he has taken!" She glared into the room at 3 more women naked, bound and gagged. The first was fairly tall; she was bound the same way Jessica had first been bound. Her arms were stacked behind her, ropes running above and below her breasts and they were cinched in the same manner as Jessica's were earlier in the day. Rope circled her legs at her upper thigh, above and below her knees and at the ankles. A rope ran from the back of the chest harness up to a hoist pulling her up onto her tiptoes. She also wore a huge black ballgag in her mouth. The second woman was hanging in a cage from another hoist in the corner of the room. This cage was different from any cage Jessica had ever seen. It was oval shaped other then the bottom being flat; there was a hole in the top that the woman's head was protruding through. It was also quite small so her legs were tucked up tight to her chest. She was also naked minus the steel cuffs on her wrists and ankles as well as the large ballgag strapped in her mouth. Finally, the third woman was lying on her stomach; her arms were pulled behind her back and tied as Jessica's currently were. The same hemp rope held her arms at her wrists and elbows, forcing her elbows to touch. Her legs were tied at her upper thighs, above her knees, and at her ankles. Her big toes were also lashed together by some thin twine. Her feet were pulled up to her wrists and connected to her elbows by another length of rope. She to was also wearing a ballgag, however, hers was a harness gag, with straps running to the bridge of her nose then up and over the top of her head, they split at the crown of her head, then ran down to the strap running around the back of her neck. There was another piece of twine running from the loop on top of the gag to her big toes, forcing her head back. Jessica was lead over to the third woman. Her crotch rope lead was removed and she was laid on her stomach. Paul produced more rope and tied her legs in the same way as the woman, now lying next to her, were tied. He next tied her big toes as well and ran a rope to connect her feet to her elbow rope, effectively hogtying her as well. After finishing Jessica's hogtie, Paul spoke. Saying, "I have some things to do, so I will let you ladies get acquainted." He removed all four women's gags and walked out of the room, locking the door behind him.
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Once Paul had left, the first woman broke the silence, "My name is Mallory, what is your name?" Mallory was about 5'9" with dirty blond hair, an athletic build, a 36C chest and legs that went for miles. Jessica then revealed her name to everyone. With that, the second woman said, "Mine is Meghan."
From what Jessica could see, she looked to be about 5'6" with a very slim build, a smaller 34B chest and chin length blond hair. And finally the third woman looked over and said, "I'm Erica". Erica, Jessica thought, was the cutest of them. She was 5'6" as well, shoulder length brown hair, 36C breasts, beautiful legs and great curves.
"What is this place and why am I here?" said Jessica. Erica spoke up, saying that this was his farm and we are here to please him. "There is no use fighting it."
Jessica looked at Erica saying, "Come over here, I think I might be able to untie you." To which she responded with a resounding, "No, we tried that once before and were punished severely for it." "I couldn't sit for a week" Mallory added.
"So, how did he lure you in?" asked Meghan. Jessica told her story, to the three other bound and helpless women, about how she had ended up here. When she finished, she looked at the three of them and asked how it was that they had found their way into this predicament. Erica said, I guess I will start...
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