Author's Note: Strange story. Maybe hard to read. For several reasons


Part 1

Past

The girls were somewhere in the kitchen, when the sedative began to take hold. It was odorless and airborne. Dana and Alexa had already inhaled the effective dose when eventually ...

'I feel dizzy.'

'Don't wet your pants. It's just the adrenaline.'

'No. Really.'

Dana sighed. 'You can't be serious. Come on. We haven't found anything of value.'

During the last 30 minutes, Dana and Alexa had entered the tem-porarily abandoned house and searched most of the rooms. But the loot had been disappointing.

'For now', thought Dana.

Meanwhile, Alexa had sat down. The tight catsuit she wore stretched over her body and accentuated her breasts. Both of the girls wore anthracite catsuits and ballet shoes.

'Perfect to sneak around' she thought.

They were thieves for hire. Professionals. At least, that's what Dana thought of herself. But right now she began to feel dizzy.

'There's something wrong with this place ... It has been ... too ... easy?' Dana parked her ass down on the ground too and leaned against her sleeping friend. 'I hope this wasn't a mistake. Do you see the small red light on the ceiling? Smells like a ... cam-era ... Or something like an ... I don't know. I ... feel ... All I need is to get up and ...'

Zzzzzzzz

Next moment, she fell asleep.

Now

'Sleep well, my beauties. Next time you wake up things will be quite more difficult for you.'

They are perfect. The busty redhead as well as the Latina. When I hired them to sneak into my house, I knew they were the right raw material. Each time I closed my eyes, I saw them nude. Struggling. Bound and ball gagged.

Of course, the police will look for them. But sooner or later the cops will find out that Dana and Alexa were cat burglars. Yes. "Were". That's the right term.

Maybe, the girls were the kind of criminals who leave the country, without telling anyone ... Sounds possible.

15 Minutes ago, when Dana tried to open the cellar door, I had a boner. As if she knew what's waiting down there.

Now, they are unconscious. Still, the camera catches every frame. Every time, Dana's breathing in I see her nipples under the spandex fabric of her catsuit. What a cliché. Dana and Alexa aren't the first girls I've caught in my house but none of them wore spandex ...

I can't wait to see this tits bare naked. And soon, Dana and Alexa will get used to wear nothing than high heels. Heels accentuate my slave's asses and tits and keep them from running away. Down in the cellar you hear every step.

Well ...

I shut down the monitoring screen. Time to play.

Nicotine

Fuck! This is not happening and I'm still the one who is in control. Not the bastard who has tied and gagged me.

My nude body spasms and tightens. I can't hold it any longer. Finally, the pressure in my bowels overwhelms me and one gallon of soapy enema liquid splashes (or squirts?) into the metal toilet bowl.

'Mmmmmmhh!'

My scream (Mmmmmmh = Nooooo!) is silenced by a penis gag. Yes, there's a big, fat rubber cock in my mouth. My tongue feels its shape. A head harness with a broad leather panel keeps the penis in my mouth. This is so humiliating ...

The mouth wide open I take a deep breath. Some of the water is still inside me. Waiting. One way or the other, it will leave my body. Pissing or shitting? The more things change, the more they stay the same. I wonder if my captor is enjoing this. He stands right next to me. After he gave me the enormous enema ('You need to be rinsed') he seated me on the cold steel.

Water jet No. 4. It feels like I'm in labor.

'Nfff!'

'Shht. Don't waste your strength, Dana. You won't talk until you're allowed to.' His voice is calm.

'Mmmh Mmh!' (Fuck you!)

Did I mention that I'm tied up? He did this to me.

He's tall and has an athletic body. Not the muscular type but ... Dark hair with a few gray strands. And he's as nude as I am. But while my nudity underlines my helplessness, his proves his strength and power. Especially when his erection is pointing in-to my face. Believe me, this guy is huge.

Another spasm. More water. This isn't the first enema I'm given today and I feel as empty as exhausted.

A few liters later, he touches my shoulder and when I look up, he says: 'I will ungag you but under one condition: You behave like a nice girl.'

I cramp. Every time my body's shaking, my tits starts to jiggle. Humiliating, like I said. His hand moves down, from my shoulder down to the ... I try to escape from his touch, but he starts squeezing my breasts. Gently. One of his fingers rubs a nipple. I try not to move.

'Do you behave?'

Nodding.

One minute later my tongue pushes the gag from my mouth.

'Fuck!'

'What did I say?'

Shall I obey? 'S... Sorry.' I need to. My arms are still held in this damn (sorry) armbinder and I only wear a pair of high heels (at least five inches high, secured to my feet by zipties)

Then: 'You can't do that to us.'

'You two broke into my house.'

'You made us to!'

'Though. You need a behavioral therapy. Nice girls like you shouldn't invade private areas which belong to other people.'

I sigh. 'Very funny. Maybe not the best joke I've ever heard, but ... funny.'

'So, are there any other questions?'

'Alexa?'

'Yes. You two will see each other soon enough. She's waiting for you.'

I'm sure he has given her enemas too. The first time, he pushed the penis-shaped nozzle into my anus, I thought it would rip me into shreds.

'What is this place?' Of course, this is an unnecessary ques-tion. From my point of view, it's a sex-dungeon.

'This is a place, where nasty girls are transformed to well-behaved, obedient and reproductive members of the society.'

I glare at him, venom in my eyes.

'Wanna smoke?' The next moment, he offers me a cigarette. I'm speechless. Yes, I would do anything for some nicotine. But the cigarette could be poisoned. Like the air Alexa and I breathed. Therefore, I turn my head away.

He says: 'That's okay. Sensible and responsible women do not want to smoke.'

'Fucker.'

Now, I've gone too far.

'A beautiful mouth like yours shouldn't say such foul words.'

'Mind your own problems before you talk ab ... Hey. Take your fin-gers of me. Or I wiaaa ... 'ac'a!'

'You will what?'

Cold metal on my lips. A device stretches my jaw. Before I can stop him, my captor has inserted a spider gag into my mouth.

''u'g'u u 'an 'ach'ar!'

With a metal ring between your teeth, you only speak in vowels.

This time it's not a penis gag. This is real. He shoves his pe-nis in my mouth. Hard and hot flesh. I try to fight him with my tongue until I realize he's counting on it. So ...

He starts fucking my mouth. And I try to stamp at him with the high heels I wear. But it's hopeless.

He gasps: 'I will never understand why girls like you do things like this. But sooner or later you'll understand that you were wrong.'

After we had sex I get my nicotine. He rams a suppository into my tight ass. 'Calm down. And stop choking.'

White foam drips down from my bottom lip. When you can't close your mouth, you can't swallow.

Then, I calm down. It's almost like a cigarette. Only more ... you know. Hü#!/!@%!ng.

He says: 'C'mon. Alexa is waiting.'

Unwillingly, I raise from the bowl and follow my captor. Out-side, in the hallway, you can hear every step I take. High heels. I'm so fucked.


Part 2 (added: 2016/07/21)

Entering Alexa's dungeon

High Heels. A woman's weapons. At least that's what they say. But on our way to Alexa's dungeon Dana stumbles and almost loses her balance. Maybe high heels are weapons, but like most weapons they were designed by men. In this case, to control women. Like miniskirts. Or ring gags.

So, we arrive at Alexa's dungeon. Like I announced, she's waiting. Waiting is all she can do. And cursing (with a black ball gag between her teeth). And sitting. I tied her to a metal chair. Solid steel, arm rests and with a hole in the middle of her seat. So Alexa can take a piss or shit. She's drooling and sweating ... Lots of body fluids.

And I like the fact that she can't hear us. Ear plugs. Most of her senses are inhibited. A ball gag, a blindfold ... But still, she must've sensed us because she starts screaming into her gag.

'M'ffch'fs! Nnn'ee'fff!'

Muscles, tensing beneath shiny skin. Alexa has a tight body. Smaller breast than her colleague but that's okay. She here because of her behavior and not for her measurements.

And there's a necklace with a small silver cross pendant. Sterling silver. Each time Alexa tries to fight her bonds the cross starts dangling between her tits. Nice firm hooters. She's perfect for my plans.

'Mffff! Mffff.'

Dana stares at me. No, not at me. She's checking the room.

I say: 'Keep dreaming, baby. This place is safe. You won't escape from here.'

Dana plays innocent. ''at'u'u'ean?'

So I sigh: 'Don't be naive. You can't fool the guy who has already overpowered and fucked you.'

'Oh'on.'

I love her gag talk.

Cleaning my former colleague

Poor Alexa. Our captor has tied her wrists and elbows to the arm rests and her ankles and knees to the chair legs. The jaw is widened by a really huge black ball gag. The blindfold is black too. Her hair's sweaty and matted, her skin shiny because of the sweat and the drool.

She's totally helpless. Still, I envy her, because in this bondage position where he can't fuck her.

'Okay ...' He clears his throat. 'Alexa can't hear us. So don't even think of ... whatever you just thought of. You're here to serve her. Maybe you have realized that she can't clean herself. One hour ago, I gave her a new bucket ...'

He points at this piece of metal between Alexa's legs.

'... and since then she behaved like a good girl. But she still needs to be cleaned. Get it? Her sweaty feet, moist private parts, the filthy anus. From now on, that's your job.'

''Uck'uh.'

He stays cool. 'Me? You're sure?'

I give him the finger. Fuck my tied hands. Then I shake the head. No. No way. Maybe I'm his sex slave but I won't help him with Alexa. He did this to her.

‚Are you sure? '

I'm nodding.

He shrugs. ‚Maybe we should talk about this during another enema session. There are gallons of

enema liquid waiting for you girls. I will give you so many enemas, until you think your little ass is getting waterboarded. Mmmh ... Maybe you prefer a soapy solution to get rinsed ... Or what's about being fed by enemas? Which is possible. Your colon can absorb salts and protein and carbs. Or are you a low-carb-girl? What do you think of a one-gallon enema enriched with laxatives? Yes, I guess we can talk about your concerns. You, sitting on the toilet, gagged, pressing and trying to ...'

Maybe I should run. The door to Alexa's dungeon is still open.

But he says: 'Come on, babe.'

What am I waiting for? The police? This is the 21st century. Today, women have to rescue them-selves.

'Ool's?'

'Tools? No way. Use your hands and your tongue. Why do you think, you're gagged with a ring gag? Not only because of the sex.'

Son of a ... I stick out my tongue. An offensive gesture. But he smiles.

'You two are so cute. I will give you some privacy while you're ... you know. Licking Alexa's anus. Stuff like that. But don't even think of releasing her from the gag or the blindfold.'

As if I would ever dream of taking your bullshit sex toys. Damn. I need to escape from this place. The longer I'm his captive the more my head gets fuzzy.

'Good girl. Oh, and by the way ...' He retrieves two objects from the front pockets of his pants. 'When you're done, I want you to stuff Alexa's vagina with this dildo and her ass with this butt plug. Okay?'

'O'ee'

He leaves. Door's locked. We're alone.

The Watcher

The world is a cold place. There's so much crime. Too many people who refuse to obey the law. That's the reason why I try to help girls like Alexa or Dana.

Right now I sit in the surveillance room (s-room) and watch Dana licking the other girl, cleaning her vaginal lips with her tongue. 37 hours of sweat and urine, bacteria, ammonia, sex pheromones ... lust. Alexa moans into her gag and Dana looks up, into the cctv and gives me a cold stare.

I shudder.

See. Screen #07 for example. Right in front of me. It shows a small cell with a bed and a toilet. The woman, lying next to the bed, is Sharon B. She is ... was a state attorney. A good one. But I couldn't tolerate her conservative views.

I mean, someone who's writing stuff like this can't tolerate a woman who's opposes the same-sex-marriage. This is the 2016.

So, I abducted Sharon and invited her to a new world full of girl-girl-sex. She was my present for Nadja. A car thief. In 2011, Sharon send her to prison for two years. But Nadja isn't the girl who willing to learn. So, in 2014, she - Nadja - joined my program. One year and one pregnancy later I gave her the blonde Sharon as a present. Wrapped in duct tape, screaming, fighting, ...ing.

Yes, I know, Sharon is not a criminal. Everyone has the right to their political views. But I guess Sharon has learned her lession. For the last six months she has been Nadja's bitch.

And Dana ... she keeps cleaning. Trying to scrape pieces of liquefied shit from Alexa's buttocks. Beautiful ...

Once, while she was ungagged and after several gallons, Sharon asked me: 'Why do you indulge yourself to this silly enema and forced breeding fetish?'

Let me think about it.