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Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

She never saw the assault coming. One moment, she was upright, smiling, helpful, eager. The next, knocked out in the back of some random woman's car. She took a long while to rouse, the drug apparently having quite the powerful effect on her system. When she did finally come to, she found her body was not responding terribly well to her commands. She attempted to rub the sore spot on her arm only to find out that both her arms were shackled in place. An attempt to shift her position revealed the same about her ankles. Immediately red lights were going off in the girl's head. She was almost certain this had something to do with her rich parents, and she was more than happy to give them whatever they wanted, she just wanted to get out. She began to whimper and cry out to anyone who could hear her. Hello?? Hello!! Please... someone... The position of her body made it difficult to get comfortable, and her arms and legs quickly became sore being extended as they were.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle watched from her office as Amy started to stir. She smiled and walked back downstairs. Amy could hear the door open but didn't see Annabelle's face untill she walked into the light. Hello, Amy, said Annabelle in a soft sultrly tone, My name is Annabelle... But you can call me Misstress... I've brought you here for a very imporant reason. You see, I've chosen you to be my sex slave. Annabelle then starte to walk around Amy as she stood there in the middle of the floor. You have very nice taste in footwear... Annabelle then unfastened the buckles on Amy's shoes and then removed them. Because of how Amy was hanging removing her shoes forced her to stand on her tiptoes.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Unfortunately, the only person to answer the girl's call was the very woman who'd put her in this situation in the first place. She whimpered at the sight of her and looked down at the floor, hoping if she kept silent and passive she would eventually leave her alone. My father, he can pay you to get me back... anything you want! It immediately became clear that this was not the intention as her Mistress revealed her true intentions. Her jaw nearly hit the floor and her eyes went wide. Y-You're what??? She blushed a bright red and began to cry softly. She was so stunned by the announcement that she simply shifted as the woman took away her shoes. Sure enough, she was left wobbling pathetically on her toes in order to keep the cuffs from cutting into her sensitive wrists.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle stood up and looked at her slave in the eyes. Now, Amy... We can do this the easy way and you can submit to me now or I can force you to submit to me. Annabelle continued to walk around her new slave. Now, I can be a very nice caring person. But, if you cross me, I can be a stone cold Bitch... She looked Amy right in the eyes, What is it going to be, Amy?
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Amy's breathing had become slightly shallow and she continued to stare at the ground in disbelief, sniffling softly as she listened to the woman threaten her with... something... if she didn't submit quickly. She shuddered slightly as the bizarre lady prowled around her like a creature toying with its prey. She looked at her with fear in her eyes. What happens if I... submit to you? What would being your sex slave include...? She seemed almost looking for an excuse to agree, if only so that she could avoid getting hurt. That was the last thing she wanted - she hated conflict and she hated violence.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle smiled when Amy asked what being her sex slave include. Annabelle went back to walking around Amy, You would live your days down here I would have sex with you three times a day. You'd get fed good meals three times a day. You will wear what I tell you to wear. You'll be allowed to exersice an hour a day. Plus, if you continue to be good you'll get other rewards. Annabelle waited for Amy's response.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

For the most part this sounded absolutely horrible, and yet deep down there was also a part of her, somewhere in the shadows of her soul, that actually sounded really interesting and arousing. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a few moment. W-Will you ever let me go? She hoped that just maybe if she'd play along, the woman would eventually send her back home. Not that she was likely to release her any time soon, but even if it was a year or more down the road, it was surely better than whatever kind of tortures a woman like this could cook up.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle shook her head, No, my pet, your old life is now over. You will belong with me for the rest of our lives together. Annabelle was getting wet in anticapation of stripping this girl infront of her and fucking her with a strap on dildo, You should hurry up and make your choice... Before I make it for you...
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Eep! She jumped a little bit at the threat, nearly losing her footing and having to quickly regain it. U-U-Umm... She took one more deep breath and looked in the general direction of the woman's voice and sighed Alright, I'll... I'll do it. I'll be your sex slave... um, Mistress... The word sounded so strange. It was so foreign to her and yet it seemed to slip out of her mouth with ease. And her heart seemed oddly comfortable with the drastic life-change. Just please... Don't hurt me
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle smiled, As long as you do what you are told... I won't hurt you... Annabelle then walked right up to the girls face and placed her lips agaist Amy's in a kiss. Now, my dear, it is time for you to start your new life. Annabelle walked into the darkness and came back with a pair of scissors. As much as I love you in that outfit, I have to cut it off of you. Annabelle then reached up and untied the tie around Amy's neck and dropped it to the floor. Then she unbuttoned each button of Amy's cardigan and cut down each sleave and then it dropped to the floor. She repeated the process with Amy's blouse and then she placed the sisscors in the waistband of the skirt and cut down. And soon Amy was hanging there in her bra, panties, and stockings. Annabelle then went back to walking around Amy to get a good look at the kind of underwear her slave was wearing.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Despite her willingness to submit, she quickly found herself regretting her decision and weeping softly. The kiss was certainly nice, butin moments she could only watch in frustration and horror as the woman cut away her beloved uniform piece by piece finally cementing the idea that she was not going home. Unsurprisingly for a rich girl, the underwear was the finest quality lingerie, dark black and lacy. The realization of what she was now wearing hit her and she blushed softly. Oh, god, now she probably thinks I'm some huge slut who gets off on all this...
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle smiled, as she looked at the young girl standing front of her. Very nice... You know as a reward for submitting to me, I'm going to let you keep your underwear and your shoes. But the stockings have to go, Annabelle then cut the stockings off the young girl and then placed the shoes back on Amy's feet. Now, I'm sure you are hungry and would like something to eat. But first lets get you settled in your new room. Annabelle then released Amy from her chains and took Amy to her new room. The room was quite bare there was a simple bed, a toliet, a sink, and a shower stall with clear glass surounding it. Annabelle then sat Amy down on the bed, So, what would you like for dinner, my pet?
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

The girl was certainly grateful with being freed from her chains, but almost immediately she lost her positive attitude again. Back home, her room was gigantic, with a four post bed and posters all over and a big walk-in closet and her own bathroom and shower. This was... almost insulting. The reality of her enslavement was bearing down on her hard and as soon as she touched the bed and lay down on her side, curling up slightly and beginning to whimper and cry again. I-I... I... I d-d-don't know... She sniffled softly and shook her head.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle held onto the girls hand. I know this must be tough for you. But, if you are very, very, good you and I will see the world together. Now, I'm going to make us some dinner and I'll be back shortly, OK? She kiss Amy on the cheek and head upstairs. Annabelle locked the door on Amy's room before she left.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

For a moment, Amy just stood there and watched the woman leave in disbelief, but it was the next moment that really threw her for a loop. She sat up on the edge of her bed and groaned, her hands flopping into her lap. One of her hands grazed against her panties. Her initial reaction was to be grateful she still had an ounce of cover, but it was quickly replaced by supreme shock. They were... wet!! It wasn't a lot, but something about all this had lit some kind of fire of excitement and arousal inside her, as miniscule as it might be. Could it possibly be true...?? She pushed herself up from the bed and stood in front of the small mirror over her sink and looked at herself. Her face was flushed a bright red from embarrassment, but could it also be arousal as well?
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle made Amy some grilled chicken, oven roasted potatoes and a green salad. She fixed Amy's plate and put it on a tray. She also poured a glass of water for Amy. She then brought the food down to her slave. Dinner's Ready, said Annabelle, as she walked into the room.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

She had returned to her place on the bed and sat around impatiently, unsure what to do with herself in such a tiny, boring room. Eventually, her Mistress did return, and with a pretty delicious looking meal. She felt her stomach growl and was suddenly glad that she was being fed. She took the plate from her with a small nervous smile and nodded Um, thank you, Mistress... She took a few bites and seemed pleased with the results. Um, what exactly am I supposed to do down in this room anyway? It's just that there's really nothing to do... She prayed that being so new meant she was allowed to ask somewhat more annoying and probing questions.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle pretend to think for a moment. She already knew the answer and then she said, I'll tell you what, after dinner we are going to have sex for the first time. If you are a good girl and don't fight back, I will reward you with a choice of ways to keep you entertained here in your room. OK?
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

She swallowed dramatically, nodding her head. She was not a stranger to the affections of the body, but being a sex slave made it seem so much dirtier than ever before. Still, she once again felt that strange arousal that she was certain she shouldn't be feeling. If someone kidnapped you, held you against your will, and had sex with you at any time they wanted, that was completely and utterly wrong, yes? So why was her body reacting so positively. I... I understand Mistress... She tried to eat a little slower, but try as she might, the food was eventually gone.
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Annabelle smiled as Amy finshed her dinner. She took the young girls hand and said, Don't worry my pet. I'll be gentle with you. They walked out to the dungon and Annabelle turned on the lights and Amy saw the large four post bed Annabelle set her down on the bed and started to take off her jacket. I've done a lot of research into you but there was one thing I couldn't find out... Are you a virgin?
Thread: Kidnapped Without Ransom (Billiam & Anna)

Her heart was thumping so loudly she could swear that she could hear it in her ears. She almost seemed to be running on autopilot as the woman led her out of the smaller room and set her down on the bed. She was a little bit weirded out that Annabelle seemed to know so much about her, and had gone to lengths to research her, but she was grateful to know that at least her sexual activity was still a mystery. She finally shook her head and looked at her, wondering if that would be a problem. N-No... Though I've never done anything with a girl before... Er... a woman, I mean...
Thread: Chalk ~~

Cherry-red shined heels occupied the noise as the halls fell quiet she was rarely late, but that hadn't matter. It was her class after all, she didn't have to give a reason as to why she was gone. If anything all the students were glad. Pale blue eyes looked over the room as she entered it-- just as bright of red skirt that claimed the skin around her legs, clinging more than welcomingly. Good-morning, everyone. she greeted as she always had, placing her black Louis Vutton bag down by her desk and removing her jacket-- revealing the white-lined collar shirt that was more than too small on her. It was such a pity-- she had loved it when she bought it, and just because it had shrunk, did not mean she wasn't going to get her uses out of it.Besides, diets were always healthy. Today--... we are going to go over a widely known Subject. She said as she began writing on the whiteboard-- golden curls swayed over her back as she wrote. Maire Antoinette and King Louis. Scandalous, I know. There was a slight groan from a few students, it was a widely known story, and if you hadn't seen the movie with Kristen Dunst in it, you were completely stupid. She simply rolled her eyes and placed her black-framed glasses down onto her desk. It was her personal favorite story in history-- she just died for the lavish way of the french court. Yes, yes-- torture I know. I do believe you'll all live through it some way. she said when turning back to the board, writing down specific page numbers. Now-- since you all learned about this last year, you should already know the basics. How old was Antoine when she married Louis? she asked, only back turned for a moment. She wasn't cruel to her students, but she didn't want to have the appearance of a a push-over like she had last year. Fifteen-- exactly. She had heard someone shout out the answer without asking permission, but she never really believed in any of that hand-raising stuff. Problems already began, because they were too young to consummate their marriage, imagine being forced into all of this when you were in your Freshmen year. She noticed a couple of students in the back not really paying attention. So, she approached one of them and leaned down-- obviously not wearing a bra today. Anything you want to share with the rest of the class? she asked, a brow raised in a kind teasing way. She selected his note pad and flipped the page, writing something down and ripping it off. You'll give this to your next teacher-- you're staying after class and break today. She couldn't afford to look easy, last year she was bullied so terribly by the other students because she gave easy punishments.
Thread: Chalk ~~

A young man sat in the back of his class, the teacher was late of course. He didn't care since it would make it that much easier to get a look at her when she came in. She was the teacher he had always admired. He loved the way her outfits hugged her, of course he was good about hiding his interest. His hazel eyes, who's shade made it look like he had a forest inside them, roamed over the class room as he ran his fingers through his dark brunette hair, he had it cut short and had it in a style described as 'attractively messy'. When the teacher came in his eyes locked on her like most of the others. He groaned when she started writing the subject for the day down, he hadn't cared much for Antoine and Louis, he had trouble remembering all these facts and found them as being tedious. He found himself day dreaming, his eyes wandering around the room, once in a while his eyes stopped on the teacher and he traced her body with a glance, suppressing a small shudder. The girls in class had nothing on her, not in the slightest could they compare, not in this boy's eyes. He couldn't help but jump a little when she approached his desk, he looked down embarrassed. No ma'am...nothing to share. he said, he sadly accepted the paper he was to show his other teacher. He wondered what he was in for having to stay here after class. Part of him rejoiced at the idea of being alone with his teacher, the other dreaded what sort of punishment she had in store for him. He noted the fact she was not wearing a bra today, he didn't manage to hide a gulp or avert his gaze from them soon enough to be un-noticed, he looked down at his desk.
Thread: Chalk ~~

She collected her books that had been placed on the side counter, and replaced their spot on top of her desk. They were far too large for the dainty body she had-- her heels doubtfully added more height to her appearance. She heard a knock at the door and jumped, closing her middle drawer of her desk immediately. She had a few...less than appropriate things in there, and it was an automatic reaction to close it.One second. she took the small key from her silver charm-bracelet and locked it, returning to the door. Ah, right. I forgot. sit down in the front, then. She said, returning to her desk. She had collected the information from his next period teacher, so he was to spend all period in isolation. Well with the exception of her. She selected the Health book down on the desk, and leaned down to flip the pages to where he was supposed to be. Growth and Development-- you should end on the ending chapter the Assessment. Also, a few paragraphs of why Sexual activity is negative for Teenagers. If you didn't get enough information about it with the pages provided, you can use my computer during lunch. And that doesn't mean porn. She smiled once and returned to her desk. Mentally facepalming herself-- she was being too nice again. When it seemed like forever, the bell rang meaning the five minuets to get to class was over-- and a signal that his period of isolation had just begun. She cleared the board from her previous class, only to begin writing it again once this period was over. She didn't have anyone second period, so this suited nicely. She didn't want to have to bring down hardly on him, of all of her students-- but she had to. The mistake of last year, being her first year teaching ever had set a widely known reputation of giving in easily. She cleared her throat and said I don't want to have to keep disciplining you like this. But a lot of students miss valid points-- I doubt you want to spend two periods alone in here, do you? Well, with her supervision of course. Even the scolding she was attempting at was weak-- it had only been her second year of teaching-- so the whole theory of 'Be kind, and that's all it takes' motto quickly was shot down previously. She turned to her desk and placed a gold chain with a decorative heart on it around her neck-- the point of the heart barely teasing the cleavage of her breasts and opened a magazine-- naturally something intelligent like Time, but it was far too thick to be anything of that sort.It was merely a cover on top of her actual reading-- which was a little less than suitable for school. She had used her free period for...'special activities', keeping her drawer next to her handy. She had forgotten that she was to keep Steven in, so she more or less had to share her Me-Time with him.
Thread: Chalk ~~

Steven sighed when knocked on the classroom door, he was dreading his isolation time with Miss Davis. Through the classroom window he was able to make out her quickly pushing stuff into her desk drawer and locking it, he wondered what it was but decided it was probably a very good idea not to ask. He was dreading the isolation time, it meant a full two hours alone with the youngest hottest teacher in the school since break at his school was an hour long thing. Steven gulped and licked his lips as she approached and let him in. He listened to her explain what he was supposed to do as he followed her into the classroom, he almost wanted to complain about having to write something on why sex was BAD for teens considering it was something he as a male was very interested in. He decided he was going to disagree with whatever reasons the book said or else explain why the information wasn't correct but verbally he simply agree'd with her. Yes Miss Davis. he said softly. He picked a desk and sat down at it, then when the bell rang he opened the book and made like he was reading, but while she was erasing the board his eyes were actually on her. He slowly traced his gaze up and down her body, noticing that in the right light her top actually was just barely semi-transparent and he could make out her back, he gulped as he realized what that would mean if she were to turn around and face him so he turned his attention to the book, not wanting to make an awkward situation. He glanced at her and watched her go back to her desk and start to read the Time magazine. He turned his attention back to the book and got to work on his paper, though it was hard work. He carefully wrote down the sort of information she would want to see, arguing the point she wanted, but he made little slips in it that would indicate he disagreed. After a short while Steven grew bored with the assignment so he started to write a short story, a fictional story in which he and Miss Davis were the characters. He described her in sexy lingerie, went into detail on exactly how his hands traced her curves, the feel of her lips. As he wrote he found himself starting to get excited by his own creation. He grew hard as he re-read parts of the short story, his breathing becoming just slightly more excited, he kept shooting glances at Miss Davis to check if she was noticing. He made a small noise sound like a grunt and then froze in terror, he knew that Miss Davis would notice something like that. Feeling like an idiot he quickly tried to shuffle the papers so his very detailed erotic story would be hidden when she came to check, he put on the best innocent face he could and tried to calm his breathing as he prepared to face her.
Thread: The Squire

Their familys honor rode on his apprenticeship to a rather dastardly but powerfully wealthy knight. After having their estate claimed and their title ripped away from them over a gamble, the need to return her familys name to its elevated position burned brightly within her and had within her brother as well. It was fortune that smiled upon them when it turned out that he was naturally born with a gift for the sword and soon, with no training, was besting even the most experienced sparer that lived in their small village. Things were looking quite well for them. Everything was in order. Then, of course, like a cruel joke the accident happened. No healer could have been brought in time he died almost instantly and with him almost all hope felt lost. But Magdalene was unable to take this sitting. They had lost their only son but, by the gods known and unknown, she would make sure that the rest of them died the nobility that they once were. Dressing as a boy, she left their village on her brothers favored horse. It was only a four days ride but at the break neck speed she was going, she made it there in two. On limbs sore from riding she hobbled over to where she was intended to meet the knight. She could not even remember his name nor the way he was supposed to look and she, a half head shorter than her younger brother, probably would not go noticed by him. As she waited, she adjusted the hood that hid her hair and face and felt around her body to make sure her armor and padding hid her frame.