Annie stopped at the light. She did not want to but it was the LAW. She was late. This was usual for her . Very very disconcerting for others, and about to be modified today. Her license had to many points. So she waited, and fumed at the injustice of her having to wait like a mear person. She should be allowed better, but she had to wait. Today she had taken the shortest route, through a section of town that she would usually avoid. Today their was no choice. she thought.

The drivers side door opened, the seat belt rose and a large man carrying a gym bag said, "MOVE OVER BITCH!" He punctuated his command by pushing her over onto the passenger seat floor. He got in and placed his bag on the seat between them.

"Get out of my car, or I will scream." she began indignantly, as she tried to get back up onto the passengers seat. He reached over and casually slapped her back down to the floor, and drove the car to a deserted industrial parking lot in the next block. There he stopped the car and turned to a silent subdued Annie. Her head hurt. She was frightened and thought it best now to just RUN! She had reached for the door and was about to open it and jump out. Something cold, metallic and sharp touched her temple. She froze. Warily she perceived the raiser sharp knife was so close to her face. She stopped everything including breathing.

"Now we got to come to an understanding here, BITCH." He began, "You are going to do everything that I tell you from now on or I will fix it so that, no man, or woman, will ever look at you again with out getting sick." He had the sharp knife now lowered to her soft white throat. "Is that understood? BITCH!" She could not speak. With wide eyes, she could only carefully shake her head. This brought another slap from her tormentor. "I can't hear you rattle you dumb bitch. So I will know that I have your attention and cooperation I want you to answer me. and answer me respectfully, too bitch!" he said. "Y Y Yes.Sir" she uttered. She was scared, more scared than any time in her life. She had never been hit and it was sure that this man meant business. She would do anything he wanted. "Now to show you understand me, let's try some obedience. Take off the skirt, slip, and panties. That way I can be sure you understand and will obey me. You will also be less willing to jump out bare ass." he said. "Please I'll give you money. the car. anything else but not that." she cried. "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way, BITCH. I can beat you and tear off your clothes. Then you will have nothing to wear when I'm through with you. Or you do as I say and save the clothes, and a lot on wear and tear on your hide. Your choice." he said.

He grabbed her hair and pulled up her head and raised his fist preparing to smash her in the face. "No! No! Please I will do it. Please sir." she cried. Scared as she was she saw no other way. She reached down to unbutton her skirt, and she strained her neck as he still held her hair. She slipped her skirt and slip down and looked up pleading with him. "The panties too, BITCH NOW!" he said and drew back his fist again. She was crying now but she managed to slipped the panties over her protruding ass and then ,with the rest, off her legs. Reluctantly her hands gave the now useless garments to him. She then lowered them to cover her now bear loins and precious pubic hair. "I've done what you wanted. Now here take my purse. Take the car, but let me go. Please. I won't tell. Please just let me go." she cried. He through the purse and her precious clothes into the back seat and said, "That mouth is annoying. I think it will stop it up for now." He reached into his bag and took out a large rubber plug, shaped like a big black penis, with a web of leather straps attached to it. He forced it into her mouth by grabbing her hair, twisting, and when she opened her mouth to scream, shoving it deep into her mouth. She reached up to fight it, and stopped when he asked. "You want to fight about it? BITCH!"



This cowed her. Choking on the thing in her mouth, she lowered her hands and let him arrange and tightened the straps around her head. This forced the prod deeper into her mouth and secured it in her oral cavity. The prod kept her mouth wide open and filled. Satisfied with the arrangement, he reached into his bag and took out a padlock. Secured it to the straps so they were locked. A metallic click announced to her that the thing on her head and in her mouth was there till he wanted to removed it with a key. He reached back into his bag and came up with two sets of shinny handcuffs. He stretched down and trapped her feet with the first pair, securing her ankles together. "OK Now, hands behind your back bitch and no stalling or we do it the hard way." he said. Reluctantly she did as she was told. What choice did she have? Now she was totally helpless and trusted up like a turkey for the pot. (Little did she know how right she was.) He reached onto her blouse, fished around till he found her right nipple, and squeezed it hard. She tried to scream but only a gurgling sound came out. The gag effectively muted her sound of distress.



"Always have to test that it's in right. Now I think that those tits would feel much better out in the air." he said. "Don't you?" With that he held her by the throat and tore off her blouse and bra. In a short time her tits were displayed in all their soft whitness for his inspection, along with all the rest of her body. "Kneel up and let me see if your tits are good enough to warrant staying on that frame, or should I just cut them off?" he asked. tracing them with the knife. Cringing from his comment and threat she straightened to his gaze. He fingered her tits, squeezed them and weighed them. Then lowered his hand to her pubic bone. His hand roamed her soft under belly for a time. Then he pulled some pubic hair and compared it to her other.

"I should have gotten a younger one but maybe the boys will like a motherly whore for a change. Now put your head down to the seat and get all the rest you can. You will need it for the party tonight. If you know what is good for you, you will be the best PARTY ANIMAL that you can be, or it will be really bad." What the hell did he mean? She was no whore. What the hell was a PARTY ANIMAL? This can not be happening to me. Where is he taking me? Through the long ride she hopped that someone would stop them and rescue her. Or did she really want someone to see her like this?