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Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

RE The Bimbo Doll Devilla Roche x Anonymous An attractive, buxom woman in her mid-30's, Ms. Devilla Roche was quite the clothes horse and enjoyed the finer things in life - as she should, coming from wealth will do that to a person. Devilla sat in her town car as she eyed Clarissa, whom she had investigated by a private investigator. In a black dress and black seamed stockings and her six inch heeled, Manolo blahnik shoes, and her sable fur coat, Devilla dressed the way her social class dictated. Devilla chose Clarissa because she was attractive, had blonde hair cut in a bob and her skin was perfect - somewhat tanned and unblemished. Clarissa had small breasts, which were fine. The private investigator had found out that her bra size was a 'B-cup' when he broke into apartment to collect some information about the would-be-target and share that info with his client. With her two minions in the car, Devilla would have no trouble abducting Clarissa, who sat by herself and lazily stared into another wine glass. Devilla had several approaches. The quickest on, was to just have her two minions quickly pull her off the street and into the trunk of the car. This was such a bore and had no challenge whatsoever. Another approach would be to take a seat at the young woman's table and introduce herself, join Clarissa at the table and buy the young lady a drink. This option could be lengthy and Devilla wasn't quite sure if she had the patience. Of course there was a third option. Devilla takes her places a small gun in her right hand coat pocket...with such a big for coat it is not even noticeable....she walks slowly into the restaurant....a young lady approaches.... May I seat you?' No, I will get a drink at the bar if you don't mind. Of course, of course, please do. Devilla grabs her red cabernet and walks slowly outside toward Clarisssa....she wastes no time with introductions.... In a nonchalant fashion and playing on the girls ego... Please, may I. Devilla sits.... I saw you at an off-off Broadway play a few months back. Chorus Line I believe. You were very good.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Seeing that the girl in front of her had a thick French accent and seemed to struggle with the English language, Devilla begins to talk in French, which she knows fluently...you see Devilla was born and bred in France, but for some time, had gone to school in the U.K. and in the States...she too had a French accent, but it was not nearly as thick, at least not when she spoke English....it was only when she began to speak her native French, that it came back again.... Devilla takes a sip of her wine....then slowly pulls the small pistol out of the pocket of her fur coat, keeping it under the table and pointing it right at Clarissa's pussy... Again in her native French and in a very syrupy chilling voice... Now listen to me Clarissa. As I speak, I have a gun pointed directly between your legs. Don't panic. Don't scream. If you attempt to scream I will be forced to kill you. The gun in my hand has a silencer attached to it. If I am forced to shoot you, it will look like you passed out. No one will know that I just killed you. If you look over my shoulder, you will see two very large women in sunglasses by the black Bentley at the curb. They are with me. Devilla pulls out a few Euros from her right hand pocket and places the money on the table to pay for the rest of Clarissa's tab and tip... Devilla takes a last sip of her red cabernet... In an unwavering, calm voice Devilla continues... I want you to quietly get up and smile. Then I want you to get up and walk over to the Bentley. I will be right behind you with my pistol in my pocket. If you dare to run, one of my associates will be forced to run after you and retrieve you for me. They are both fast and strong and they will catch you. They have been given the authority to do whatever it takes to intercept you. Devilla stares at the girl who seems to be in utter shock... Get up now, and do as I have said.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

The associates waiting were very tall and very large muscular woman...they were dressed very well, in pant suits, but it was evident that they were both very fit....they were there to receive Clarissa...one associate, in black hair, opened the door and let her in, while the other associate, with red hair, opened the door and got in....the associate in the car was quick to handcuff Clarrissa around her wrists and her ankles...the associate withdrew and held the door for Devilla....she was let in...the two associates got in the town car and sped off from the curb.... Devilla sat there, pulling out a small compact, opening it up and was then fixing her hair....apparently, others, like Charissa were vain too...Devilla then pulled out a tube of lipstick and applied it to her rather thick upper and lower lip, pursed her lips...and then turned to Clarissa with a crooked smile.... In a low and syrupy voice she spoke to the girl.... You see there are others who care an awful lot about appearances other than actresses and models. Devilla pulls out her gun and places the end of it into Clarissa's side... We will be taking quite a long ride out into the French countryside, to my manor house. Once we are out of Paris, I will no longer have a need for this gun. But until then, I need you to be quiet and I need you to listen. There is a dramatic pause.... Again, with her low, syrupy voice, which has a way of making one spellbound.... I have had you investigated for some time now. I have had you followed, I have had your phone tapped, and I have quite a collection of photos of you. You are not so famous that your abduction will be high-profile, you have no family to speak of, being an only child and not having your mother and father in your life. I am sorry at how they perished at the hands of a jetliner. Tragic. Another pause.... So you my dear are a perfect candidate to come join me at The Lace. I think you will like it there. It is a large manor house on an even larger piece of land. You will be fed well and treated well as long as you do as you are told. If not, well, then I cannot guarantee anything, especially your health. Another pause as Devilla has that crooked smile again.... Do you have any questions of me? Now would be a good time to ask.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Shock, hmm. That's understandable. I've seen all kinds of reactions, believe me so your is not a surprise. dDevilla states the obvious and never takes her eyes off the girl.... As they meander through the countryside silence becomes the overarching theme to this ride....farm after farm, field after field...then the car makes its descent upward into the Vosages Mountains, near the German border....a place that had seen its share of war, the latest having been World War II...one of the places that had survived was The Lace and now Clarissa would be brought into its clutches very soon.... Heavily fortified with masonry walls, the Bentley rolls through the western gate and meanders up the narrow gravel drive and finally to the house...the door is opened for a moment and Devilla leaves... To Clarissa... Don't worry, my minions will take good care of you. To the Minions... See to it that she is brought to her new room. And make sure that Milena will help Clarissa get ready. The minions nod....now the car rolls to a side entrance to this large manor house and then comes to a stop....the minions pull Charissa out and the black haired minion just tosses the girl over her back....in the house they go...through the service entry and through the kitchen...they find a petite woman with dark brunette hair in a French maid's uniform...she is busy carrying something...she is pretty, but is clearly here to work...her bosom is fairly big and the uniform is quite short, the black dress cut short at the to reveal cleavage at the top and much of her legs at the bottom...under her dress is a fluffy white petticoat and her heels are fairly high.... The maid follows the minions up a spiral staircase which is lined in stone...at the second floor they exit into more service rooms....finally they come to Room 17 and the door is opened...the room is not large, but is very pink...hello Kitty is a predominant theme throughout the room...things are very soft...lots of pillows a pink shag rug...playful white and pink dresser and a bed table with the knobs big, like for a child...there is a make-up table too, adorned with lots of make up from mascara to lipstick to rogue to creams and lotions for the face and body....off the side is a small bathroom with a tub...there are no windows - none at all... The cuffs are taken off of Clarissa's wrist and her ankles...the minions sit her on the bed and then speak to Milena... 'We will be outside the door. Let us know if she gives you any trouble. The door closes....Milena curtsies and says... My name is Milena and I am here to get you ready for Ms. Devilla. We will start by taking off your clothes. Please stand up Ms. Clarissa and I will help you.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Milena, had been through this what seemed like a thousand times before...a new girl is brought in to The Lace and among the many jobs that Milena had was to get these new girls ready for Ms. Devilla...get them undressed and dressed...then make them look good, by styling their hair and applying makeup and seeing to it that they have on their new heels...of course, every girl was different, even though they seemed the same after a while all bimbo girls and being kept as human bimbo dolls in their bimbo rooms... Milena still had some compassion, that had not been taken away from her....she went up to Clarissa, even got on her knees and gently grabbed her one foot over her crossed legs and smiled up at the new girl...Milena then massaged Clarissa's lower leg gently.... Your question is not for a lowly maid like me to answer. I was brought here so long ago that I have forgotten why she chose me. I have come to terms with my captor and feel that my life is more fulfilling in here. I enjoy what I do and like to meet and serve pretty women such as yourself. Milena looks up at Clarissa and her eyes are inviting and compassionate... Ms. Clarissa, I cannot make you take off your clothes. But, if you do not do as I say Ms. Devilla will have to reprimand me and I will be beaten. You do not know me, but please have some compassion and do not let such a thing happen to me. Milena waits and hopes that Clarissa will comply and start by taking of her shoes and then the rest of her clothes....
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Meanwhile, from another location in The Lace... Devilla sits comfortably with a drink and even though it is getting late, she relaxes and sits in front of a bank of monitors and is tuned into Room 17....she watches every move that both Clarissa and Milena make...then she hears Milena's words... In a whisper Devilla speaks aloud to herself... That's right my little Milena. I will beat you into oblivion, with the pain to match. Lets hope the girl has some compassion for you my dear. Lets hope she thinks of someone other than herself.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

The funny thing was that Clarissa of all people was the last sort to really care about the troubles of others, not unless it affected her in some sort of way in the end. It was tricky to assume at what might really being gone on in her head but there was no doubt at all that she entirely freaked the hell out. She felt like she was having a real serious cruel joke played out on her and that this whole nonsensical kidnapping wasn't quite real at all but rather some horrible figment of her imagination she had conjured up from drinking so much wine back at the restaurant. She believed that up until the maid made contact with her leg and she felt her fingers press against her thigh.. she really did want to understand her but why? Why would she be beaten if she didn't? What was really going on here? Clarissa for the first time in her life was actually curious about someone other then herself, but only due to the circumstances of her own situation. She couldn't help but find herself bewildered with imaginative possibilities ones that assumed were probably all false in the end. The more she thought about her immediate situation the more flaws she was able to point out in her surroundings. This room.. it seemed too perfect, not weird but flowered up so well that it was expected to belong to some who reflected the psychotic delights of the decorations inside. Her eyes couldn't help but sweep back to the maid as she'd wonder if this was her room or someone else that bore similarities to her? One thing was for certain, her expression never faltered and she was still entirely consumed by fear in the end. She looked shocked but mostly freaked out and had trouble finding it in her to even bother trying to rebut. She didn't want to know what that Devilla woman had in store for her and when she heard the maid refer to her being beat she could only wonder what she might do to a total stranger like herself in a similar situation. She simply said nothing after Milena pleaded to her on knees as she'd just sit there on the stool with a single leg in the maids hand. Part of her wanted to make a run for it but another part of her felt that was the stupid thing to do and it might be better if she waited and played along for a bit and tried to look out for a better option. For now she'd probably have to force herself to watch herself slowly become striped by the maid as it was likely she was much too freaked out to really show any form of resistance.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Still in her tight black outfit, her heels and her sable fur coat, Devilla grabs her black leather paddle and marches right up to Room 17 and opens up the door... To Milena... Get up off the floor Milena!! On your feet my dear!! Milena looks at Clarissa who is her only hope to avert any kind of beating...she stands up straight her back to Devilla.... Down you go!! ...Devilla barks as she pushes the maid over.... Grab your legs, you know the drill my dear! Milena is fully bent over, if it weren't for the Barbie pins and maid's cap holding her log hair, it would be on the floor...Milena takes hold of the front of her legs, just above her ankles....Devilla pulls up the maid's dress and then her beautiful white petticoat...underneath, two things reveal themselves....Milena's rosebud is filled with an anal plug and her pussy is no pussy....on the contrary, the maid touts a huge cock, which is trapped in a chastity device, her cock trying to get hard and escape...Milena is certainly a different type of girl.... Devilla then takes out the paddle - black leather only on one side and on the other are metal studs...with the plain black side Devilla rips into the maid without any hesitation..... CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! Milena howls as the hard slaps hit each cheek of her derriere... Then Devilla says... Don't you dare enjoy this Milena, don't let me dare see you cum!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! CRAAAAAKKK!!! There is a deep crimson red on each cheek now...Devilla now turns to Clarissa with the paddle held out toward the girl's face.... Clarissa my dear, take off all your clothes right now. And you do whatever this maid tells you to do, understand?!?
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

She had no real way of even guessing at what would happen next. She couldn't imagine how things really worked around here and was even less interested in how they did function to begin with. The only thing she did care about was finding a way out as soon as possible and Milena was not helping her make that any easier. She couldn't help but wonder what was really going on around her though and why there were threats of one being beaten around this place. Clarissa didn't care about Milena as much as she did herself, but it were likely that if there was a sort of danger here that Milena was afraid of then she may very well be subject to it as well. She could only ponder on the thought of what sort of terrible things might happen here and the fact that she had been asked repeatedly to remove her clothing, which to her seemed very awkward after all that had happened to her. She found that she could only stare back over at Milena and watch that fake smile of hers slowly fade into a look dangerous caution as the sound of quick heels clicking sharply to a freshly swiped floor came crashing into the scenario. The door seemingly flew open and Clarissa found that familiar sense of desperation and fear come back to her when she saw Devilla again, the one behind all of this. It was obvious she wasn't happy as she'd quickly stomp over to the maid and pull her from her place. The maid seemed terrified as she was bent over and whipped across the buttock multiple time with no regard. Clarissa could only watch in horror as she was a witness to the brutal discipline before her as she felt her legs tremble beneath her from where she sat. Her eyes struck to the highest regard of alarm as her regard for her safety reached its peek and she felt the urge to scream, but not for herself.. but for the odd seeming maid in front of her. Stop.. bea-ting.. her!? She seemed confused by the end of her sentence, probably for a number a reasons, but the obvious one seemed to be noted. She wasn't sure if the maid was a female or male anymore, having seen what was under her skirts and on top of that she felt utterly bewildered at the idea of her caring about anothers well-being, if that was what the whole outburst was about at all. She felt like she was less concerned about Melina's weel being and more so shouting aloud to keep Devilla from doing the same nasty thing to her. She'd shake her head nervously in a consesnual fashion, as Devilla ceased in her actions. She'd slowly reach for the top of her leggings and begin to tug down on them slowly, as she'd bite down hard on her lip, more nervous then ever.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Watching her remove her leggings so slowly... That's it. A bit faster, I don't have all day. Devilla pulls down Milena's petticoat and dress and addresses the poor maid who has been reprimanded at the expense of not only Clarissa not doing as she was told by the innocent maid, but by being a bit too concerned about herself..... Again to Milena.... You may release your legs my dear. Stand up and tend to Clarissa over here. I think she is more willing to listen. Devilla turns to Clarissa feeding off of her nervousness which is so evident now.... Aren't you my dear? Devilla being the good maid receives Clarissa's leggings...the maid's posture is somewhat contorted, and she tries her best not to say a word, not to complain about the pain...she sets the leggings aside on the bed behind Clarissa and then goes to work on her top....this too gets placed neatly on the bed, folded to perfection... Devilla starts to tap her foot, she is not amused by Clarissa's hesitation... My dear young lady. The bra. Take it off, before I do. And, if I do I will be indiscriminate in my way and you will be left in some pain. Now let's move it!
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

It were as if time were standing still and she had all the time in the world to be doubtful. To her at least, thats how she felt about the whole thing, though to everyone else it was quite the opposite. Devilla had little patience in the matter of her striping herself before two complete strangers she didn't even know. Though Clarissa had proven to share a good memory of how she was taken from the restaurant in the first place and the last she wanted to see was another gun in her face. She was not a woman of violence, she preferred gossip to be her weapon at the end of the day. She felt the impact of words and actions often had a deeper effect against her enemies and foes, which often proven to be numerous. The more she thought about it the more she realized just how successful she had been within the field of ticking people off quite easily. She was a snob and a good one at that, but not the sort that had everything and just wanted more, but more the type to have next to nothing and want it all. This however she did not want and thus she found herself at a predicament as she'd slowly find herself tugging her tube top down from where it hugged her breasts.. She was left in her bra and panties and obviously her footwear now. She hadn't been wearing much to begin with and her clothing was rather fake in its authentic so called rich nature. These weren't the clothes of a high class model at all, just that of some who who would imitate such a type. Still even after she had removed the cheap fabric from her body she felt more naked then she had ever been, despite hardly ever wearing anything at all on any day of her life. The truth was she liked to sell out, mostly her self image to reel in attention and make people simply consider her importance on the everyday street. She liked to make people believe she was some sort of star or new money that was in the midst of crashing Hollywood or Broadway in the next big film. Here however it was obvious she was probably no one important and that the sorts of schemes and plots that Devilla might have in store for her may take her in a very opposite direction. She cringed a bit as Devilla raised her voice at her and she felt herself even more hesitate to obey her command. She was scared and felt naked sitting there in her under garments. It wasn't until Devilla would sort of scowl at her and demand the removal of her bra that she'd snap her hands to her sides and want to cover herself up with them. She couldn't cover anything with her hands her body was too exposed as it were and she felt stupid sitting there in front of them on a stool practically selling herself out to someone like she were a street walker. After a moment she'd slowly reach behind her and unhook her own bra before turning her attention away from Devilla and the maid completely.. she just found it impossible to look at them once the bra had slid from her body.
Thread: The Bimbo Doll (Devilla Roche x October Screams)

Witnessing the girl's bashfulness not so much embarrassment, because she had a perfectly good figure made Devilla less angry and more compassionate for Clarissa...actually, this is exactly as she wanted her - to strip her down and now have the girl in a position where she was unable to fight back...the girl was weakened by being treated this way and stripped of her clothes....it is disarming and Devilla knew this and was partly the ploy in this game of hers..... Devilla places her hand on Clarissa's chin and moves her head toward her, forcing the girl to look at her...with a more lustful tone.... Clarissa you look lovely. Lets see the rest of you shall we. Devilla looks down at Milena....her eyes on Clarissa's shoes...that's all that needs to be said....Milena swiftly goes to work and removes Clarissa's shoes.... Devilla then states in a relax tone.... Now lets have you stand up my dear. Devilla grabs Clarissa's left hand and gingerly lifts the girl up Clarissa's does all the work, Clarissa is stares back at Devilla with fear in her eyes.... Devilla says with a bit of a chuckle... Sweetheart, there is no need to fear me as long as you do as I say. It is as simple as that. Devilla stares down again at Milena...the maid responds and slowly pulls down Clarissa's panties...it is clear from Milena's face that she is in some awe of the girl's pussy...so beautiful, so pink, the labia so tight and folded, the line in between so perfect, hairless, such a thing of beauty...Milena slowly stands up and takes two paces backwards....then Devilla lets go and does the same...