His head was started to recover from its spin but this was rapidly being replaced with panic ..(where the hell am I and where the f*%k are my clothes) Steve got slowly to his knees and glanced all the way round the room (nope no door) suddenly he caught a glance of something out the corner of his eye and though the sudden movement brought a very real return of the buzzing he kept his eyes on the object that had, as far as he could tell, appeared out of thin air…

   It was a girl … a woman actually… lying on her side in the corner of the room her back to Steve… also completely naked… (what the f$@k . …what the f%&k is going on… ) suddenly she shifted and started to stir (jesus he thought she’s waking up and neither of us have any clothes) Steve slowly crawled to opposite corner and tried his best to hide his manhood and get a grip on reality as the blonde raised her hand to her head and groaned… she slowly turned over and opened her eyes… she focused on Steve and yelped her eyes snapping open and her hands whipping over to cover her breasts and crotch…. But not before he had caught a quick glance of her smallish but firm looking tits … she looked to be a few years older than Steves 25, blonde and maybe a few inches shorter and despite the rapidly rising panic he felt a small stirring down below … (great if I get a hard on she’ll definitely think I’ve raped her or something just concentrate on something else ..like where the hell you are… where your clothes are …and how the hell your getting out)

 “Who are you?”   the voice shook Steve out of his panic ….

”Er Steve ….you….?  Hang what the hell am I saying where the hell are we ?” 

 “What am I doing here where are my clothes what have you done to me?”

“Woah there lady this is nothing to do with me notice my distinct lack of clothes too…”

“But….”

“CREATE”

“what was that ?” they both said at once….

“I could have sworn I heard that in my head… but you heard it too..?”

“Yeah it sounded like it came from inside my head too”

“YOU WILL CREATE NOW”

“What the f%$k …who is that and what do you want with us”

“Just let us go” shouted Anna

   Anna had a splitting headache but the adrenaline was pushing that aside as fear was rapidly taking hold …the last thing she remembered was working late… she always seemed to be working late these days ..and now she was in some sort of … cell without a door naked, with a naked guy… it was too much.

“YOU ARE MALE AND FEMALE, YOU WILL CREATE.. MATE AND WE WILL RETURN YOU”

They both just stared at each other now certain that the voice was speaking to them in their heads and not through some sort of speaker system… who had that kind of technology? To speak into someone’s thoughts …could they hear their thoughts?

“Where are we?” shouted Steve

“MATE AND WE WILL RETURN YOU”

“You must be crazy” shouted Anna “Let us go we’re not doing anything”

“SO OFTEN IT COMES TO THIS …. VERY WELL YOU WILL MATE, CREATE THE GENETIC MATERIAL OF YOUR SPECIES OR YOU WILL CEASE”

“Is that a threat ..look you sick f&%k let us out of here we’re not putting on some sort of sick show or you now open the door” Steve started to edge out of his corner of the room feeling the cold surface for the door … any sort of crack when suddenly there was the most intense bright light and he felt pain …pain like nothing he had ever experienced before fire seemed to burn in every pain receptor in his body ….. and then it stopped just as suddenly as it had started … he was lying face down again gasping for air… he glanced over at the blonde and saw she too looked to be suffering from similar after affects … and blood was running from her nose…he reached up to his own and saw blood smeared on his fingers.

“YOU WILL MATE OR YOU WILL CEASE”

They both looked at each other and Steve could see the fear in her eyes.

Anna was scared now she wasn’t sure what was going on but this was very, very real. Someone..something wanted her to have sex with this total stranger in this empty room or it was going to kill them both. She had no doubt about that whatever it was it had the power to speak into their thoughts and cause extreme pain and she had no doubt it could kill them in an instant if it wanted too. She looked over at the guy … considering her options… simple really she could either let him fuck her or die. Hang on what was she saying to herself why was this a difficult choice? He wasn’t exactly a handsome hunk but he was attractive slim but athletic and despite his trying to hide it with his hands his cock was semi hard and already 6 inches … she should be thanking whoever or whatever had forced her into this situation.. it had after all been over a year now since she’d last had sex without the aid of hands. She almost laughed out loud as she felt her nipples getting harder … she stood up slowly and whilst still covering herself ‘down below’ with one hand she moved the other away from her chest up to her neck…. and smiled.

   Steve was still fighting hard to keep his eyes off the blonde and stop himself from getting hard in front of her, and concentrate on the situation at hand but she was hot and someone had just threatened to kill them both if he didn’t fuck her … his eyes betrayed him again and this time she was standing and her arm was no longer across her chest and she was looking straight at him.

“Look it seems we’re both in the same situation here” she said “And I don’t want to die in this room so what do you say we do this and get it over with”

Steve stood completely shocked (did I just hear that right) he closed his mouth and uttered the words “ No .. No you’re only saying that because he, they, it whatever… is threatening you, otherwise you wouldn’t” (What! Did I just really say those words? Idiot you just turned down the most attractive woman you’ve ever seen naked)

“That’s sweet you’re obviously a gentleman and an honorable guy but I don’t want to die and I don’t see why we can’t make the best of this and have a little fun” She grinned.

  And with that Anna dropped her other arm to her side and started to walk towards him her nipples painfully hard now at the thought of what was to come and a pleasant wetness was growing inside her. Reaching him she took hold of his hands and gently pulled them away from his crotch while she raised herself up on her toes closed her eyes and kissed him softly. She let go of his hands and placed hers on his stomach (hmmm pleasantly firm) sliding them down until she gripped his shaft in her hands, smiling to herself as she the him jolt at her touch.

    ‘Holy crap’ thought Steve as he fought the urge to cum right then… managing to gain control he felt her slide her tongue out of his mouth and lower herself down so that his erect penis was inches from her nose…still grinning she flicked out tongue and licked his head like it was an ice cream cone …. This nearly sent him over the edge again and he thought to wrench his mind away from what was happening down in front of him ‘ I’ve got to get a grip on this before I blow my load in the first 30 seconds ‘ he thought … taking her by the shoulders he pulled her up and backed into the corner of the room gently turning her around as he did so that she was facing away from him. He backed right into the corner feeling the cool surface on his skin and pulled her up against him her firm buttocks pressing his cock up against his stomach. He wrapped his left arm around her chest and started to squeeze her right nipple between his fingers, kneading her breast as he did so. Sliding his right hand down across her stomach his fingers encountered a wet patch and he dipped one into her slit… a small groan escaped her lips and she started grinding her butt against his cock in rhythm to the motion of his finger as it slid in and out of her pussy rubbing against her clit.

    She was really worked up now she didn’t care if there was someone watching it’d been too long since she done this and his finger was sending her into a frenzy she needed him inside her… pounding her as she came…..she couldn’t take it anymore ..she whipped round so fast she saw the look of shock flash across his face as his finger slid out of her

“Fuck me” she whispered

A look of raw animal hunger passed across his face and he pressed her up against the wall picking her up by grabbing her arse and thighs he lowered her onto his shaft feeling her grip him tightly as she slid onto him gliding all the way to the hilt. She wrapped her legs around him tightly gripping him as hard as she could as he started to thrust into her pushing her up against the wall harder. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her his hands on her butt gripping firmly with every thrust, the grunts he made every time he pounded into her.

   Oh god this was good… he didn’t know how much longer he could keep himself from cumming .. he could feel her hard nipples pressed against his chest rubbing up and down his pecks with every thrusting motion.. the small gasping moans escaping from her lips, her legs were wrapped around him so tightly gripping he could feel the effect in her vaginal muscles as they gripped his penis with their satiny walls. It was al too much he could feel the overwhelming pressure building up in his balls. Sliding his hands down from her butt cheeks he unwrapped her legs and gripped each leg on the underside just above the knee and forced her legs open as far as they would go so that her knees were mere inches from being pressed up against the wall she gasped as he started to pound into her faster and faster and started to convulse in uncontrollable ecstasy .. it was too much and he exploded inside her.

   She almost screamed out loud as he unwrapped her legs and forced them open so wide thrusting faster and faster she began to tingle all over and then she felt him throbbing quicker and quicker inside of her and she began to orgasm her stomach muscles spasming wildly as she came feeling him squirt into her she began to milk his cock with her contractions…..

    Gasping they both collapsed sliding slowly down the wall slick with Anna’s sweat she fell on top of him his cock still inside her both of them breathing heavily.

“CONFIRMED….GENETIC MATERIAL ACQUIRED…SPECIES CATALOGUED…WE WILL RETURN THE SPECIMENS”

“What? No” Steve said coming back to himself He looked into her eyes “I don’t even know your name” He blurted out . She smiled and opened her mouth to tell him when there was a sudden blinding flash and they both vanished from the room….

Years later Steve would put the experience down to too many beers the night before and whilst he still wandered occasionally about it he slowly forgot. Anna however, couldn’t she knew it wasn’t a dream and even went so far as to try and recreate to same intense feelings with future partners although all to no avail…..

Yesterday, her veil had almost slipped as she had been chatting in a chat room with a man who seemed to be the ideal solution to her needs. When the conversation turned to a more private chat in the one to one rooms, she had given him her mobile number. All day today she dreaded the thought this stranger ringing her up at work and demanding she do something dangerous that could lead to her being sacked.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, when she had reached home with out that dreaded but exciting call coming. She turned to make herself a hot cup of coffee, when the mobile phone began to ring. With out thinking she answered, A Voice said “Samantha, that is you, isn’t it Samantha?” Something about the way he said her name caused electric pulses to rush from every part of her body all heading directly in to her clitoris. Her voiced trembled as she replied “Yes, this is Samantha! To whom am I speaking?” “You forgot me already, Samantha, I am shocked. Only yesterday you gave me this number to take you to subs paradise!” the sultry voice said. “OH Ray it's you, I was not expecting a call so soon, besides I have only just heard your voice for the first time. How was I supposed to recognize a voice I have never heard?” she asked.

The voice said “Do you really want me to take you to paradise? Can you honestly tell me that the quiver in your voice and the dampness spreading through your cunt at this very moment are not telling me you want me to take you there?” “I am here in Chelsea right now, all I need is your address and I will transport you beyond your wildest dreams!” he continued. Before she knew what had happened she gave him her address. “See you in fifteen” was the last thing she heard before the phone went dead.

She sat down before her shaking legs collapsed beneath her. Had she really just given this stranger she barely knew her address so willingly. As if in a dream she simply sat there, until the whistling kettle reminded her of her thirst. She quickly made herself a coffee and half hoping she had imagined the phone conversation. But no exactly fifteen minutes after the phone call there was a knock on her front door, should she answer, could she answer and more importantly could she allow herself to be transported to the Promised Land.

As if with a mind of their own, her feet steered her to the front door, her arms belied her worries and reached out opening the door. Ray stepped in and closed the door behind him. He slowly scanned every inch of the female form stood before him. “Come” he said as he turned past her and on into the living room. Silently and as if her will had deserted her she meekly turned and followed him. He pointed to a door leading off of her living room and without having to say a word, she said “Bathroom”. He pointed to a different door, “kitchen” came her reply. He walked up to the last remaining door and paused, she gulped before answering “Bedroom”. He opened the door and walked in, then turning to her he called “Here Bitch!” again she meekly followed him into the room. Again looking her over he said “that won’t do, too dowdy. Strip!” Her eyes lowered to the floor as instinctively her hands went to the zip behind her neck. In a trance like state she removed her dress.

“Come on I Said Strip” He commanded. Her hands went to her silk half slip and lowered it to her knees, it freely fell the rest of the way to the floor. His eyes never left her as he stood tapping his fingers on her bedside cabinet. She reached behind her and released the clasp on her bra, dropping her hands the bra slid down her arms and fell away. The tapping increased like a Latin rhythm only it seemed much much louder in her head, her hands went to her panties and slowly lowered them down to her knees. Once they were over her knees they too fell to the floor. She now stood stark naked in front of a man she had met only moments before, yes they had talked for over two hours yesterday but that was with safety of the computer between them.

He stepped forward and immediately placed his hand on her right breast, slowly feeling for the aroused nipple. Which when he located it he squeezed between his finger and thumb. She winced but said nothing, so he sharply twisted her nipple; again she winced but remained silent. This time he tugged her nipple towards himself and a small moan escaped her lips. “Where do you keep your underwear?” he demanded. She pointed to the bottom drawer of a cabinet to the right side of her bed. He walked over to it opened the drawer and with drew a handful of knickers, finally selecting a lacy blue crutch less pair. He threw them over to Sammy. She instinctively caught them. “Put them on!” he ordered. Whilst she slipped on the panties, he opened a wardrobe door and rifled around inside. He found what he sought a button down the front light summer dress that came to just above her knee. He turned and tossed this to her, she instinctively began to put it on but stopped before fastening the buttons.

He turned to her and said “Well what are you waiting for?” “My bra!” she murmured. “You will not be wearing a bra, bitch! So fasten up the dress!” he responded. He returned to searching her bedside cabinet, before turning to her and saying “Well slut where are all your fucking toys” stressing the Fucking. She started to blush and move forward to a drawer unit to the left of the bed, pulling out the bottom drawer she stepped back.

“Fucking useless!” he commented. “I will give you a shopping list of toys you will buy tomorrow!” he added. Next he located six inch high heels and ordered her to put those on. She had not worn this height of heel for quite some considerable time so she was unsteady on her feet as she took her first few paces. He did not seem very tolerant of this as he tried to hurry her towards her front door. She tried to grab a coat as she passed the coat rack but he told her “you won’t need that!” She almost started to say “But I have only this thin dress, and no bra, on!” but his stare made her think better of it.

Soon she was downstairs and bundled into a car. She was forced into the back seat with Ray sliding in beside her. Another man was on the other side of her and one other was driving. As the car pulled away, Ray reached over to the front seat and pulled back a small black bag. He produced from this a black cloth bag and rolled up the sides. Next he slipped the bag over her head and lowered the sides. The bag smelt odd, but she could not place the odour, neither could she figure out the slimy texture as the bag made contact with her face. The bag was then twisted until a hole lined up in front of her mouth, at least I can breath, she thought. Next she felt the opening of the bag tighten around her neck; at first she thought they were going to strangle her but why then the hole to allow her to breath. Then she realized they were fastening some sort of collar around her neck, this was obviously to prevent the hood being pulled off.

The cloth bag muffled the sounds around her, but she still made out some of the conversation going on between the three men. One voice said “Hope the bitch likes cum next to her skin and appreciates the trouble we had to go to, to grease her bag with that amount of it” She now knew the cold grease slime was cold spunk, that must then be the aroma of stale cum. She trembled at what she had got herself into. “What’s her body like?” a different voice offered. “Not bad!” she recognized as Ray’s voice. Suddenly she felt someone touching her right breast, she tried to jerk away. “John, Stop that, there will be enough time later!” again it was ray’s voice. Then much closer to her ear, she heard “word of warning, Samantha. My friends expect full obedience and your safety could depend upon them getting it” Ray said.

“Where did you find her, anyway” the other voice asked. “That’s the beauty of it, she found me!” Ray answered. “Came chatting in a chat room and then agreed to a private one on one chat. Even could not wait to tell me her fantasy was being made to do things against her will” Ray revealed. The three men chuckled at this. Fear began to well up inside her as she heard “Well at least she should be grateful of her fantasy being for filled tonight then”. Ray snapped “don’t alarm the poor slut too much, John” She now knew that John and Ray were sat each side of her. The other voice said “Irrespective, she is here now and here she stays till we have had our fill” John answered “Or should that be we have filled her. Jack” again all three laughed.

After about twenty minutes, or what she thought was twenty minutes, the car came to a stop. Ray climbed out and helped Samantha out; he kept a firm hand on her arm and guided her through a doorway. It sounded like they were in an empty corridor as she counted seventy clicks of her heels as they walked forward. Her mind whirred, what had they got planned for her, would she survive this night, what if their ultimate turn on was to cut her and leave her to die. “Silly stupid cow” her mind kept calling her, “How could be so stupid as to put yourself at risk like this” it reasoned.

Suddenly she was pulled to halt. Spun round and heard Ray’s voice close to her ear “Listen and listen good, Do everything your told, when told and not only will you survive but you may just love the whole experience!” Unaware as to whether he could see it she nodded her head. What choice did she have but to go along with what ever they demanded, She jut wanted to get out of this alive.

She felt her arms being drawn behind her back and a soft rope was tied around each wrist binding them together. “Samantha, do you hear me?” a voice which seemed slightly distant said. “Yes” she tried to say although her throat was bone dry from fear. “Was that a yes, my dear!” the voice asked. She coughed and replied “Yes” “do you know why you are here, Samantha” the voice continued. “No” she answered. Whack a sharp stinging sensation hit the tops of her legs. “Sir or Master. When you answer the voice” ray whispered. “No Master” she repeated.

“You told someone of your inner need to serve a superior man, your desire to be used and abused by him, is that not so?” the voice continued. “Yes Master, I did tell Ray that was so” she quickly answered. “Tonight is your lucky night, for you shall not serve one superior man but ten superior men” the voice carried on. Her heart sank, how was she a single inexperienced woman going to service ten masters in one night. “Prepare the seat!” she heard the voice say. Sounds just off to her right seemed to be moving something heavy. Suddenly she was pushed into sitting position; she assumed she was now sat in the seat what ever the seat was. “Reposition her arms” was the next order she heard. Her hands were untied and retied fastened to two heavy wooden arms.

“Tell me, Samantha, How big are your tits?” the voice demanded. “42 C sir”, she replied, grateful that the cloth hood covered her embarrassment. “Do you shave your worthless cunt?” was the next question. “Not normally, sir although I have for the last week!” she replied. “When was the last time you took a cock in your mouth?” the voice asked. “Years ago, Sir, when I was at law school” came her reply “Why not since?” the voice asked “I don’t know Sir” she offered “Is it that you think your above servicing a cock with your filthy mouth?” “Oh No Sir, I used to love sucking cock” she said “When was the last time you had a cock in your cunt, Bitch” the voice asked. “About the same time as the last cock I sucked Sir, “she replied “So you think you’re above giving your cunt to a man?” “No, No sir, it’s just I have been concentrating on my career” she offered.

“When was the last Cock up your Arse, Slut” the voice continued “OH Sir, my parents taught me that anal sex was dirty and wrong, so no one has ever been up my arse” she offered. “How often do you Masturbate, Bitch?” the questions continued “Maybe once a week sometimes once a month, Sir” she ventured “remove her dress” came the command. Samantha tensed herself for someone to begin UN buttoning her dress but froze when she felt the clod steel of a blade, slide along her arm across her shoulders and down the other arm. Then suddenly her dress was pulled downwards from beneath her. Now she was really worried for she knew that she had nothing to go home in, if indeed they intended her to go home at all.

Suddenly her ankles were grabbed and her legs forcibly spread. Again her ankles were secured by what felt like shackles to what appeared to be moveable wooden slats. The supports for her arms were then moved wider apart and in her minds eye she saw herself spread eagled star shaped. Her head dropped back in to a void area. She had the over whelming feeling of being vulnerable and exposed.

Suddenly the hole in the cloth hood was blocked by what turned out to be a cock. It pushed at her lips forcing its way past her teeth and rested against her tongue. “Lick my prick, bitch” she heard, just as she felt someone’s tongue against her clit, further tongues bathed her nipples in delicious licks. He mind jumped through several hoops as her senses went in to overload. Rapidly her first powerful orgasm began deep in her womb and erupted stronger than any volcano.

Her leg muscles twitched her stomach did somersaults and her mind flooded with wondrous images all based up the rigid male phallus. Despite a mouthful of cock she moaned deliriously. All her senses were heightened by the lack of visual images. Suddenly her arse exploded in searing pain, but the over riding feelings of sexual released numbed her awareness. It was not until she felt the prick being repeatedly thrust into her anal opening that she concluded she was no longer an anal virgin. The tongue licking her clit disappeared and a very thick penis began pushing its way past her labia. What with the cock up her arse and the one now trying to lodge in her throat she felt truly stuffed.

She realized she had reached her promised land and delighted in being the cum receptacle for who ever wanted her, she had never felt so alive. The very core of her nerves tingled. She suddenly felt the first swelling tell tale signs of an impending eruption in the prick in her mouth. As the first spurt of the seed of mankind left its tip, the cock was withdrawn until it was splashing its valuable white seeds just inside the cloth bag that covered her head. Then the cock was gone completely and the area of the fresh warm deposit was slid around her face, some of the fresh sperm even found its way up her nose. The smell was unbelievably erotic and potent.

The cock in her arse then convulsed as it spread its load deep inside her colon, shortly followed by the cock in her cunt. Over the next three hours she lost count of the number of cocks her three holes accommodated but never lost count of the fact she now felt her true self, a wanton cock crazy cum slut. By the time all the cocks had been sated, her body was a mass of cum streaks, her nipples red raw where they had been nipped between teeth and tugged, her cunt was wash with who knows how many loads of cum or for that matter who it all belonged to. Her arse literally dripped its still escaping load on to the floor.

Inside the hood, the cum clotted in her eyes, covered and seeped into her nose and mouth, even her ears were blocked with the thick sticky white sperm. All she could taste or smell was stale cum going cold against her skin. Her tired and stretched limbs were gently returned to normal stance, her legs untied, her arms untied and gently massaged. When she was stood up the heady aroma she had been sensing for the last few hours caused her to near collapse.

“You have done well, Samantha!” the unerring voice boomed. “You have passed your initial well. You will be contacted again and offered a place on our training program to become a worthwhile cum slut for your new masters.” It continued “be sure to arrange a short notice two week holiday from work, to attend that course” it continued. As she was helped from the room the words ‘done well cum slut’ repeatedly ran through her mind. That voice she was to recall much later as she lay exhausted in her bed sounded so familiar, but for the life of her she could not place it.

The puzzle of the familiar voice suddenly was solved next day at work, when a junior lawyer who she had admonished a week earlier passed her in the corridor and said “Hello Samantha!”