The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II
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				Title: <strong>The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 23:28:33</strong>
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				The drive had taken the best part of 5 hours all together.&nbsp; Thins had got quiet in the back of the van, the men snoozing and taking the time to relax.&nbsp; The girls had slept, if they were able too, or just laid quietly pondering the fate that awaited them when the van finally got to its destination.&nbsp; The drive was long, and the inside of the van grew hotter as the sun took its age old journey through the sky, throwing her heat down, backing the van and it occupants. Hal drove like a good citizen, the last thing they needed was to be pulled over by the cops.&nbsp; He had a precious cargo to get to the ranch.&nbsp; The ranch was the Mastermind's base of operations.&nbsp; A man with fingers in many pies.&nbsp; He was a tough, violent man who enjoyed breaking women, as the three bitches in the back would find out.&nbsp; He smirked, they seemed to be quite now, they had best learn how to do that a lot or they would suffer.&nbsp; But then they were going to suffer a lot when they arrived at the Ranch.&nbsp; Then things would really begin.<br><br>He turned off the interstate, taking a road out through the pastures.&nbsp; Miles and miles of green fields stretched for as far as the eye could see.&nbsp; He smirked, the women could scream and no one would hear them.&nbsp; No one would hear them for miles and miles.&nbsp; That was the beauty of it all, the Mastermind had chosen well, he had found the ideal spot for his base of operations.&nbsp; Miles and miles away from anywhere, nestled at the foothills, surrounded by trees.&nbsp; It was a place of serene beauty, a place where one could forget the rat race of everyday life.&nbsp; &nbsp;Sadly though the women in the van would not see the beauty.&nbsp; They would not see the rolling hills and the undulating acres of farm land.&nbsp; They would only see the pain, the fear and the horror that awaited them at the hands of the men who had kidnapped them.&nbsp; Wrenched them from the hearts of the community.&nbsp; They would never be the same again, life will be a nightmare for the women, play things of brutal men.&nbsp; They would never be the same again.<br><br>The van drove another hour and the turned onto a track that wound up through the hills, heading deeper into the heart of the country.&nbsp; The ranch was old fashioned, red and white, surprisingly well maintained.&nbsp; Horses and cows grazed in the fields, dogs barked as they chased through the fields.&nbsp; To those who happen to come across it it would look like a normal ranch, if only they knew the truth.<br><br>The van pulled through the gates, driving into the large barn, doors thrown open in welcome.&nbsp; IT came to halt, the engine switched off.&nbsp; Hal jumped out and walked round, throwing the doors open.<br><br>“Welcome home everyone” he said, leering at the three women, his eyes knew what awaited them.<br><br>(http://imgur.com/u21c8.jpg)
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 03:33:23</strong>
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				Cassie had drifted off during the long ride. She had dreams about better times, times before today. Her mind tried to focus on other things, subconsciously masking the horror that was coming. They hit a bump on the back road and she woke up. She saw Toni and Maddy and got sad again, she was still upset about Maddy's statements, but they were still all in this together. Cassie took the high road by mouthing "I'm sorry", to Maddy. She hoped Maddy would not hold a grudge against her. <br><br>Once they pulled up, and the van stopped, Cassie began to tremble. This was it, they were at the destination where the girls would face the horrors that up until now were only in their minds. She saw as the one who called her Suzy Q stared at her like she was a fine rare steak. She knew that it would be him that would pounce on her first. Now it was only a matter of time before he got his meat hooks on her. She knew she was in for a rough time, and no matter if she fought or not, he was going to be the one to break her, and it terrified her. She closed her eyes and just waited to be hauled off. Cassie hoped there was something deep down in him that would not be so rough, but by all his previous actions, she was in for the most horrible assault of her life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 04:12:40</strong>
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				The journey was long and Maddy felt the temperature in the van get more and more uncomfortable.&nbsp; She couldnt get comfortable, the floor of the van was hard and she felt every bump in the road.&nbsp; She felt awful for her outburst, she had lost it, the fear, the worry, everything just hit her and she knew she had a lot to make up for.&nbsp; She felt responsible for the girls being here. She should have said to Cassie not to come in.&nbsp; And told Toni to stay away.&nbsp; But she wasnt to know this was going to happen.&nbsp; She wasnt to know some idiots would pick her quiet town bank to rob.&nbsp; She still couldnt beleive it.&nbsp; And with that extra money.&nbsp; She wouldnt have a job when this was over....she froze, what was going to happen to them?&nbsp; She had an awful feeling they were never going to be let go.&nbsp; They had seen them, they could recognise them.<br><br>She closed her eyes, pushing those thoughts away.&nbsp; They had to stay focused.&nbsp; She had to remain in control, she couldnt afford another melt down.&nbsp; She had to be strong for the girls.&nbsp; She caught Cassie's mouthing of the words and Maddy smiled back, nodding, Cass would know what that meant.&nbsp; She would understand it.&nbsp; <br><br>Toni had been quiet and dazed most of the journey.&nbsp; She had cried a time or two.&nbsp; She was the youngest.&nbsp; She had been hit pretty hard and her head had hurt for a long time.&nbsp; She had laid thinkig about her future.&nbsp; All her dreams had been torn to shreds in a matter of hours.&nbsp; She would not got to college, not get married, have a family.&nbsp; She might not even make the next few days.&nbsp; Toni knew it was about each day, each hour.&nbsp; Surviving another few minutes.<br><br>She shuffled a little, trying to get comfortable, her body ached, her mind was in turmoil.&nbsp; She wasnt sure what to think, what to expect.&nbsp; She wanted to just sit and cry and beg them to let her go.&nbsp; But she knew that wouldnt work.&nbsp; Their notion of letting her go was a bullet in the brain.&nbsp; She cried quietly, managed to sleep a little. She even said a quiet prayer.<br><br>Then the van stopped.....they had arrived..
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				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 04:34:20</strong>
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				Mordecai McCallahan heard the horn and looked out the window. The van was at the gate finally. This would be an interesting process. The Reverend and he had worked hard to set up the prison building. The cages were ready. The interrogation and torture rooms were equipped. The breeding rooms and the positioning equipment so the new property would be handled by the animals as well.<br><br>He had plans like Vegas had never seen.&nbsp; It was all good, at least for his outfit. He pressed the cell to his lips.<br><br>"Reverend, the packages are at the gate. If you can break free lend a hand!" <br><br>Mordecai flipped the cell lid closed and put it back on his hip. He adjusted the shoulder harness of his 45 under his jacket. His glasses on and he was out the door as a brisk walk.&nbsp; People should never run toward business. Business should always run toward you.<br><br>He had business with Hal.&nbsp; A certain amount of neglect that Mordecai McCallahan couldn't tolerate. Gross neglect. Time for a good lesson for the new arrivals. <br><br>He watched the van all the way as he approached. It all looked good from here. He wouldn't really know until he got the full report.<br><br>"Hal, everything go okay?" Mordecai asked calmly. "Frank! Jonesy! How'd it go?"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 04:54:59</strong>
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				Percy was halfway through stowing the last batch of groceries he'd ferried up here. It was a big batch, lots of non-perishables, so he could tell whatever the plan was, it included the long term. He didn't mind. Hopefully bigger plans meant bigger paydays.&nbsp; His cell called for his attention and he answered right away, not wanting his new boss to get the impression he was lallygagging in any way. He was serious about this opportunity, his first big shot. Deadly serious.<br><br>Packages.&nbsp; At the gate. It was time. The boss needed him.&nbsp; And he'd called him Reverend, not Percy. That pleased him no end, and he resolved to carry his end of that deal: anyone who messed with the Reverend on this job would find out right quick they'd just taken one giant step closer to a face-to-face with God, and as the Reverend he'd be happy to arrange the meeting.<br><br>He gave a quick confirmation, slid the last of the bags still unpacked under the large wooden center table and out of the way, and took off, hearing the squeak and slam of the kitchen's screen door behind him.&nbsp; It was the better part of a minute's brisk walk to the gate, time enough to wonder about the packages, and about how much they were worth, and what his share would be.&nbsp; By the time he turned the corner to see the van parked at the gate, his eager smile was peeking through his diligent attempts to keep a cold professional demeanor.
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				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 18:31:55</strong>
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				Frank uncuffed his playtoy (Toni) from the van and smiled at her. Without saying a word to her, he grabbed the back of her neck. His hand was so large and her neck so small that his fingers went 3/4th of the way around her neck. With his other hand, he shoved three fingers into her cunt and hooked them. He used those two grips to carry her out of the van. It was a good thing her panties had been removed back at the bank, he thought.<br><br>"You'll have to ask the others," he called out to the boss man. "You know I'm only along to keep the stupid cunts in line. No alarms were sounded though. I think we made a clean getaway. Where do you want this one? This is mine by the way. I get to play with her first."
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				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 18:42:19</strong>
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				Toni gasped as Frank untied her.&nbsp; She was so scared of this man, he terrified her in a way that sent waves of fear through her.&nbsp; She looked at him with horror filled eyes.&nbsp; "Please dont hurt me" she whispered to him, but she knew it was hopeless, he wouldnt care and he would probably enjoy making her scream.&nbsp; Infact she knew he would, he was just a brutal man.<br><br>He grabbed her and his fingers dug into her, then he forced three thick fingers in her virgin pussy and she screamed at the pain.&nbsp; She had never had anything in her, never pushed her own finger in, so his hurt and stretched her, making her sob as the stark reality of the situation hit her.&nbsp; They were now in theor territory, stuck here.&nbsp; She knew it was only time until he raped her.&nbsp; That thought threatened to make her throw up.<br><br>She turned her eyes, so blue but so haunted to him, "please, please dont do this to us" she whispered to the new man.&nbsp; He seemed older and she hoped he might have more compassion, surely he wasnt going to let these animals rape them, torture them as they had threatened .&nbsp; Surely he would keep them in order.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 22:35:49</strong>
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				The Reverend (whenever he was close enough to actually smell the action, he even called himself that) saw the back of the van open up, his immediate thoughts of diving right in to check the haul evaporated.&nbsp; His desire to make sure no one could lie about the amount of the take and cheat him of his rightful share was no match for the desires the rest of the packages were stirring. He could see the first one, a bit roughed up but clearly damned pretty, getting hauled out, manhandled by the scruff of the neck and a solid bowling ball hold between her tender thighs, up good and tight in her young cunt, and he nodded in appreciation.&nbsp; For the first time he could remember, he felt like he was working with kindred souls, Hallelujah!<br><br>The smile he'd been trying to hide broke through his professional demeanor.&nbsp; But it was Ok, because as he stepped closer to look at the rest of the van's contents, his cock adopted a very hard and professional demeanor of its own. He put one filthy work-stained boot up on the bumper and climbed in, the smell of sweat and fear and God knows what else overpowering, two more delicious morsels bundled inside. "How can I help, fellas?" and he could scarcely wait for an answer as he rolled up his sleeves, ready to get his hands very, very dirty.
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 23:00:01</strong>
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				Cassie panicked as she saw Toni get hauled off, the poor girl was the first to leave the group. Cassie wanted to call out to her, but knew what trouble those actions could cause. She had also heard their real names for the first time, Frank and Jonesy, no more Three Stooges references. <br><br>Cassie watched as the new goon entered the van, she was just as afraid of him, more so because she couldn't gage his personality. He was probably crazy like the others, he had to be, he was all part of this sick scheme. Cassie looked away from him trying not to really get noticed, even though it was just her and Maddy left in the van. Now Cassie only prayed that she would see Toni again, and unhurt by these goons.
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				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 23:15:36</strong>
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				Jonesy shook his head gently at the use of his name. Though he didn’t receive word of whether or not the women would live to tell about their adventure, he knew the use of real names was the final nail in their coffin. Shame, but thems the way the cookie crumbles. He chuckled at Frank’s hold on the other woman…Mandy Lu, but doubted he wanted to exert that kind of activity right now. He knelt next to the tied Suzy Q and unchained her from the floor of the van. She’d still be tied, but at least he could walk her out “Please don’t run. I won’t chase you, but I’m sure they’ll love to give the dogs something to do”<br><br>He chuckled as he saw the Reverend. “Missed a hell of a bonfire, Rev. Might’ve singed a few eyebrows!”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 23:27:12</strong>
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				Maddy was the last in the van.&nbsp; She watched as the younger women were taken out, feeling sick at the way Toni had been treated.&nbsp; A new man entered the van and she watched him, unknown.&nbsp; She wasn't sure what he would be like, but he was bound to be as crazy as the rest.&nbsp; He had to be.&nbsp; Surely.&nbsp; <br><br>Maddy watched him as one would watch a snake, coiled and ready to spring, to sink that venom into its victim.&nbsp; And that was her.&nbsp; She was a victim, Cass and Toni were victims.&nbsp; What would happen to them?&nbsp; They were sure to know they had disappeared now, the bank would have been closed all day.&nbsp; They didn't blow it up, she was sure it hadn't been blown up.&nbsp; The barn with the armoured truck, that had been, she had heard the noise.&nbsp; But the bank.&nbsp; <br><br>What if they thought the girls had given up, closed the bank because of computer problems no one would be the wiser.&nbsp; But the armoured truck was coming to pick up the money.&nbsp; They would have known.&nbsp; She shook her head, she didn't know, so many things raced through her mind and she took a deep breath.&nbsp; Waiting for him to get to her.&nbsp; She didn't like that grin, it spoke of pain.&nbsp; Lots and lots of pain....<br>
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				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 23:30:29</strong>
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				Mordecai gave the Reverend and welcoming look. The man had been solid, hard working and thought ahead. Definitely someone to keep close. Very useful and keen on rewards. The Reverend was already rolling up his sleeves, what could be better.<br><br>The commotion in the Van caught Mordecai's attention. Frank and a young dolly baby emerged first. The report was welcomed. The handling of the young bitch was tastefully done. Frank's claim was no surprise but he had something in mind which he thought Frank would like a whole lot more and it involve the cunt he was holding.<br><br>"Hal," Mordecai said in a calm relaxed voice. "I want a word with you in a minute. Something special."<br><br>He turned his attention back to Frank and the question, "Hang on Frank, just hold her right here for a minute til we get them all out of the Van. I want 'em to see something." <br><br>He motioned to the Reverend and grinned as he spoke quietly, "Reverend, how bout popping into the Van and pulling out the last one. Jonesy looks like he's got his hands full of bitch right now."<br><br>Mordecai turned his look on the young bitch, concentrating hard into her eyes, "Don't you worry. We're gonna take real good care of you. All you have to do is cooperate, or not."<br><br>It was a good team. Good men. They deserved some rewards. He would be the supplier of those rewards. They just needed to understand what was at stake here. From their end anyway.<br><br>Mordecai cleared his throat and stood patiently waiting for the others to step out of the Van. The rattle of chains. He heard Jonesy speaking to the Rev from inside the Van and chuckled. <br><br>“Jonesy, later I’ll show you a satellite picture. It was beautiful,” He promised.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 01:05:06</strong>
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				Cassie was pulled from the van and instructed not to run. Well of course she wouldn't run, along with the mention of dogs, they all had guns! She wasn't that stupid to try to run away now. Even if she did, sje had no idea where they were, where would she go? The fight was gone out of her, she knew the next few hours, days, whatever were bleak now. She stood there with her head down, looking at the ground. No matter how they sliced it, the girls were more outnumbered now more than ever. She stood there and waited for Jonesy to lead her off. He had made it perfectly clear his plans were with her, and she tried as best she could to prepare for that.
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				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 01:11:28</strong>
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				The Reverend stepped deeper into the van, past Jonesy as he took the firm but reasonable approach with his package at least for the moment. He wiggled his eyebrows to the man in appreciation for having some to wiggle, given the evidence-BBQ he'd obviously missed out on.&nbsp; He clomped all the way to the back wall of the driver's compartment, and there was the third package.&nbsp; She was lying face down on the hard floor, her head turned to follow his every move. Her bare legs were tied at ankles and knees, and her arms bound rather uncomfortably behind her. Nice tie. Nice ass.&nbsp; Legs. The wriggling of bound fingers behind her.&nbsp; More than nice. A work of art. But first things first.<br><br>As his eyes adjusted to the dimness, crouching down beside her, he could better see the look on her face, as she tracked him warily.&nbsp; She looked like trouble, this one, and there was probably a reason she was all trussed up like this. He shook his head as he stared at her, making a tssk tssk sound appropriate for a naughty five year old.&nbsp; She was tracking him, her eyes still sharp and observant despite obvious fear, and he recognized that calculating look, seen it many times in the panicky bitches he'd had to beat to convince their deadbeat husbands or pimps or whatever to pay up.&nbsp; He knew what he needed to take from her -- hope.<br><br>He reached down and took a grip of her hair with one fist, pulling her head up from the van's floor, and leaning in close.&nbsp; "Do <strong>not</strong>... cause me <strong>trouble</strong>... is that <strong>clear</strong>..." and he punctuated each key point with a sharp slap across her face, his fist not letting go of her hair.&nbsp; He'd always loved the sound of his hand against female cheek, and the surprised groan or whimper that went with it.&nbsp; He shook his fist in her hair, demanding her attention. "Are we clear? You behave or you'll get more of that. More of a lot of things."&nbsp; <br><br>He knew it didn't really matter whether she behaved or not.&nbsp; It was hanging in the air; he could tell she was in for a world of hurt, no matter what she did. It was just her fate.&nbsp; But if that was how God had stacked her deck, who better than the Reverend to deal the cards?&nbsp; And he could see in her eyes, she might even be sharp enough to realize this too.&nbsp; He smiled.&nbsp; She was going to be more trouble, and he liked that idea very much.<br><br>He started dragging her across the bumpy metal floor, and actually across the spare tire jack as well, pulling her by a grip under her shoulders, not wanting to lift her in the confined space. Then he propped her up into a seated position on the rear bumper, her legs dangling down, and picked her up over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, ready for peeling and boiling, and brought her over to the other two, setting her down for Orientation, just like the first day of Summer Camp.
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				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 01:28:33</strong>
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				Hal stood and watched with a smirk on his face.&nbsp; He saw the boss man stroll across.&nbsp; He was a mean fucker, one you didnt mess with.&nbsp; Hal knew this, but he didnt give a fuck, he did what he was told.&nbsp; Well, most of the time he did.&nbsp; For now though he stood off to the side as the bitches were unloaded.&nbsp; He loved the fear in their eyes, the pain, humiliation.&nbsp; He loved the fact he was here to witness their suffering.<br><br>He was pleased the boss was please.&nbsp; Something special could be he got to stick one of the cunts first.&nbsp; Maybe he could take an arse as one of the others took a cunt.&nbsp; He loved to rape ass, they screamed even more as he did that.&nbsp; Yes, he was gonna get something special.&nbsp; <br><br>~~~<br><br>Toni was sobbing as she was held tightly by the pit bull.&nbsp; She saw the older man stroll across.&nbsp; Tall, surprisingly handsome and she hoped, prayed he might help them.&nbsp; But he didnt.&nbsp; She spoke to them like he was enjoying this, he was pleased with it.<br><br><em>"Don't you worry. We're gonna take real good care of you. All you have to do is cooperate, or not."</em><br><br>"Please Sir, please dont hurt us" she begged him, her face showing the pain, her voice a rasping wheeze from the tears and the fear that was running through her system.&nbsp; <br><br>~~~<br><br>Maddy stared at the man as he approached her.&nbsp; He was as evil as the rest, as crazy and she knew things were about to get a hell of a lot worse. <br><br>He grabbed her hair and wrenched her head up, his eyes hard, harsh and they sent a shiver through him.&nbsp; She gulped.&nbsp; When he spoke she listened, the slaps hard, stinging, turning her cheek a bright red.&nbsp; The pain flooded her and she gulped, but she refused to make a sound.&nbsp; She would not show them her fear.<br><br>She was dragged across the floor, she winced and groaned with each bump, he didnt care.&nbsp; She knew he was like the rest and her heat sunk.&nbsp; When he pulled her over his shoulder she groaned again, bruised and sore from the events of the day.&nbsp; When he lowered her she spat at him, as she passed his face, watching the spit hit his cheek.&nbsp; "Fuck you you stinking bastard" she said to him as he stood her up.&nbsp; "I hope you all burn in hell."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 02:31:50</strong>
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				Everyone assembled outside the van. Hal beside the rear van door. The others in front of the open van. Jonesy with his prize package. Frank with the new piece. Reverend with the bank manager, Mordecai guessed.<br><br>He regarded the three woman tied and waiting.&nbsp; Defiant. Frightened. Angry. Belligerent. Possibly thinking about escape. <br><br>Then there was Hal. Hal had done well for a while. Simple tasks. Tasks that required little thought. However, Hal lacked desire when it came to really important stuff.&nbsp; Things like passing along information to the crew. In other words Hal had reached his level of incompetence. It would be best to let Hal go rather than risk another painful incident in the future. <br><br>"So Hal, tell me we got the bank codes too, " Mordecai said already knowing the answer.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 03:45:05</strong>
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				Hal grinned and approached the boss.&nbsp; but his face soon changed when he asked about the codes.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Shit, shit fucking shit</em> He thought, he had forgotten them, he had totally let that slip from his mind.<br><br>"Erm, sorry boss, I I forgot that" he stuttered, hands in his pockets.&nbsp; "I'm sure the Manager bitch knows them, she would know the pass words." He suggested, "besides they fucked it up, made a lot of noise" now he tried to pass the blame...
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				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 10:54:21</strong>
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				Jonesy shook his head as he held on to his Suzy Q. He didn’t feel one way or the other about Hal, but a man who ran from blame was no man at all in his opinion. Even when he was arrested, he owned up to his part of the reason…you gotta have balls in life. “Now, I know I’m not the sharpest knife in the Drawer, but I don’t even remember anyone saying they needed codes. What about you, Frank? You recollect anyone mentioning codes? Maybe because someone didn’t send the order up the chain?”<br><br>Without a doubt, dear Hal was about to become Dearly Departed Hal. The impending doom was enough to make him feel a little on the horny side, and he’d switched grips with Suzy so he could hold onto her and slide his hand up and down her ass gently before he gave it a squeeze. <em>’Kneecap him first…Let’s hear that piggy squeal’</em> he thought with a toothy grin as he lavishly grabbed on Suzy’s ass meat. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 13:55:37</strong>
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				Casssie feared for Maddy as she was dragged from the van. Cassie was the only one not man handled, and actually felt fortunate. Then she heard the words slip from Maddy's mouth, did she really just say those things? Maddy? Cassie knew now things were going to get worse for them, it was looking real bad. Cassie listened as they conversed amongst themselves, always staying quiet. She had to, her mouth had caused so much pain to Toni earlier. <br><br>Cassie yelped softly as she felt her ass being squeezed. Damn good already had his meat hooks on her. She moved her body, trying to shake his hand from her ass. Didn't work, it was like there was a vice grip on her ass. Jonesy had her and was not going to let her go any time soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 15:29:23</strong>
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				He chuckled, not reacting to the woman's spit, still warm on his cheek and trickling just the teeniest bit.&nbsp; He tossed her down the rest of the way to the ground quite hard after that, barely making out her words, ignoring her false bravado in any event.&nbsp; She was down on her knees and facing the wrong direction to see Mordecai talk, so he dragged her back up to her feet, his fist tight once more caught up in her soft dark tresses, pulling and then keeping her face right next to his.&nbsp; <br><br>He leaned in close and didn't speak so much as growl, the sound quiet, but still quite clear enough that she would hear every word he said.&nbsp; His focus was entirely on her. "So, first mistake already?&nbsp; Such an eager little cunt. Well, lucky for you they call me the Reverend, so I'm gonna give you a chance to atone for that <strong>stupid</strong>" -- he simultaneously jerked her head hard by the roots in her scalp, and smacked her ass through that pretty little skirt with his other hand -- "<strong>move...</strong>" and he jerked her and swatted her again. "You're gonna clean up your mess, and then you're gonna pay me back --&nbsp; and I hope you brought cash, bitch, or it's coming out of your tender hide, and you owe me a lot."&nbsp; He could feel the glint in his eyes, his gaze like steel, feeling very hard as he restrained her. Very hard.&nbsp; "But first, I think we have a little demonstration to watch." His smile grew wider as he turned her body around, forcing her to watch with him, resting her against him, letting her feel exactly how hard.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 00:39:06</strong>
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				"Forgot." Mordecai repeated and nodded his head. <br><br>McCallahan saw the surprised look exchanged between Jonesy and Frank. Jonesy's erstwhile remark. The Rev had just finished squaring Maddy away.<br><br>Mordacai focused on Hal. His gaze bore down on the man, " So what you are telling us is that instead of passing on information that would make everyone in the hunting party so rich they could buy their own countries. You forgot. "<br><br>"And we talked about what to do if the other conveyance was to be abandoned. I suppose you forgot that bit too.&nbsp; Remember, over the Rugged Cross Cliffs so it would plunge into the Snake River Dam where a submarine is scuttled it's so deep. Instead you used so much pyro tech that the Weather Service Satellite picked up the flash. CNN Weather showed a freak lightening strike in that area."<br><br>Mordecai gave a brief smile that was anything but a smile. <br><br>"But you are right. We have people to talk to and we have a small amount of cash to split 4 ways."<br><br>"Just so you know I'm taking your cut and splitting it among people who do NOT forget," Mordecai said pointing the 45 at Hal. A spot between the man's eyes.<br><br>"Say good bye Hal," And pulled the trigger.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 12:35:52</strong>
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				Cassie let out a small yelp as the gun went off and Hal was shot. Her body recoiled and she shuddered. If they were brash enough to kill one of their own, what would they do to the three of them? Cassie had seen Maddy get abused, she had seen Toni get abused, Cassie hadn't suffered half as bad as they did. She was the 'lucky' one, so to speak. Cassie stayed close to Jonesy, not moving and hoping that he would not hit her or slam her around like the others had experienced. In an odd sort of way Cassie actually felt 'safer' with him. Maybe it was the stress and shock of everything that was happening, but she would stay quiet, and by his side, hoping that she was right and he wouldn't throw her around like the others. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 15:09:51</strong>
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				Maddy struggled against her captor, fighting him in any way she could.&nbsp; Which wasn't much considering how she was bound.&nbsp; She groaned as he dumped her on the ground and then pulled her back to her feet, her scalp screaming at the way he was using her hair as leverage.&nbsp; She swallowed nervously as he moved in closer, his eyes burning into her.&nbsp; He was as bad as the others.&nbsp; <br><br>She gasped as he slapped her arse, once, twice.&nbsp; The sting burning as he made his point clear.&nbsp; She was about to tell him exactly what she felt about his idea of clearing up the mess, when he told her to watch and listen.&nbsp; She glared at him and turned attention to the new man, she had a feeling she was looking at the man behind the operation.&nbsp; There was something about him that made her shudder, the aura he gave off was pure evil.<br><br>~~<br><br>Hal was sweating as Mordecai spoke to him.&nbsp; Shit he had fucked this up, he really had.&nbsp; He had wanted the cunts and completely forgot the codes that the man had told him to tell the boys to get.&nbsp; He frowned as Mordecai spoke, a ripple of fear began to work down his spine, the guy was a fucking pyscho.<br><br>“Come on Mordecai, I fucked up, I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you.”<br><br>He began protest, he wasn't happy at the money being taken from him, but the words froze on his tongue as she found himself looking down the barrel of a .45.&nbsp; He felt himself shake hard, he saw the trigger squeezed, a moment of brief panic and then....<br><br>Hal was no more<br><br>~~<br><br>Toni screamed.&nbsp; Her screamed echoed around them.&nbsp; She had watched as the man had his brains blown out and blood splattered over her.&nbsp; She screamed and struggled, fighting, writhing.&nbsp; She had to get out of here, she had to get away.&nbsp; <br><br>Toni had never witnessed these sort of things.&nbsp; She was bought up in a good household, even had her television viewing monitored.&nbsp; Suddenly to be faced with these things and she didn't know what to do.<br><br>~~<br><br>Maddy felt sick as she watched the man so carelessly dispatched.&nbsp; She shook her head and then looked at the man with the gun, “I suppose you think that little demonstration will serve a purpose” she said to him sadly, but there was something about him.&nbsp; Something..then she gasped, her face turning pale.<br><br>“Mordecai McCallahan” her voice was a dead whisper.&nbsp; She was suddenly confronted by a ghost from her past.&nbsp; Her distant past.&nbsp; “Y..you're dead” she said to him, her eyes wide and her face pale.&nbsp; “I was told they killed you” <br><br>It couldn't be him, it couldn't be.&nbsp; He had been a friend of her ex husband and he had always terrified her.&nbsp; And now, now she was here, with no escape.&nbsp; She knew now things were about to get very, very unpleasant.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:49:51</strong>
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				As much as he tried to stop himself, Percy couldn't help flinching just a little at the sudden brutal shot to the head. He had expected a brutal object lesson to be made to help keep the cunts in line on their first day in school, but Mordecai had surprised him, and Percy couldn't help wondering exactly who this lesson was for. He felt his annoyance rising -- here he was, this new development having him think of himself as Percy again.&nbsp; He growled at the woman, and tightened his grip, forcing her to keep her eyes on the bloody, brainy aftermath, steeling himself by controlling her.<br><br>But her recognition of Mordecai, like he was some old friend of the family, shocked him right out of his comfort zone again.&nbsp; He swallowed hard, trying to read the tone in her voice, the look on Mordecai's face, needing to figure out what this complication meant.&nbsp; The Boss was holding a smoking gun over a three eyed corpse; she was his old acquaintance at the least; and he had to figure out whether to abuse her, hand her over to him, or make her tea.&nbsp; <br><br>All he had to go on was the tremble of her body pressed against him, and the shakiness in her voice.&nbsp; It had the sound of something like the combination of fear and indignation he'd experienced at the supermarket when running across former targets of his abuse. Mentally, he crossed off the idea of making her tea; there would be no soft robes and slippers for the Boss's old friend, he was pretty sure of that.&nbsp; He would just have to stay on his toes to see if Mordecai wanted to handle this one himself, maybe close a chapter of history for himself. But the Reverend would remain eager and ready to close it for him, if need be. Just so long as he didn't get his brains ventilated in the process. <br><br>He was happy to be feeling more like himself again as he thought the implications through and put each one into its proper mental box.&nbsp; He reached around and smacked the woman's tits, "The boss did not open up the mic for questions, bitch.&nbsp; Keep it shut until we're ready to have you suck something." Yes, he was definitely feeling like himself again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 22:08:08</strong>
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				Frank rolled his eyes when the boss mentioned codes and Hal tried to pass the blame on. He kept a good grip on Toni just because he knew it caused her pain. His cock strained in his pants as his fingers brushed her hymen. She was a virgin, probably in all three holes. Well, her first time was going to be a very eye &amp; hole opening experience. The blood that spattered over him from Hal just made him smile. Then his cunt started trying to fight. His hands dropped their hold on her cunt and neck. He wrapped her arms around her and began squeezing hard. When that didn't contain her, he pulled out his knife and slit a thin line from her collar bone to one of her nipples. It was difficult because she was still struggling so the line wasn't nice and straight. He managed not to cut her too deeply though.<br><br>"You stupid cunt," he roared. "Stop fighting or your first fuck is going to be with business end of my knife. I'd rather use my cock but my knife works just as well."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 00:37:11</strong>
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				Jonesy saw the shot go down, and smiled broadly as he exclaimed “And boom goes the dynamite!” He looked down at Hal and the frozen look of fear on his face. Poor bastard. He would have did it as a surprise, but knew there were other reasons to off the guy outside of his own blatant stupidity. When he felt Suzy Q’s reaction, he leaned close to her ear and spoke as softly as he gruff voice would allow “That’s called a lesson, sweetie. Try to learn it, please? I ‘m aiming to keep you around for a while”. <br><br>He kept himself in control and stood by to wait for Mordecai to continue, until the smart bitch opened her mouth again. Damn if he didn’t want to give her lockjaw with his cock. Just all that talking! It was enough to drive him to frenzy. When she mentioned Mordecai’s name, like she knew his ass, he was positively shocked. He knew he didn’t have to know the ins and outs of every plan, but they didn’t have standing orders on who to take as hostages…not that he was aware of, at least. “The Lord sure does work in mysterious ways, don’t it Bank Manager?” he said with a toothy, and quite feral, smile.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 02:27:06</strong>
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				Mordecai holstered the pistol as the uproar began.&nbsp; Frank having to restrain the young bitch with a knife. The middle one tried to slip into Jonesy's back pocket. The Reverend handling Maddy was exactly what he wanted. <br><br>These men must have telepathy, their remarks were blunt but nicely put. They had all three earned rewards but first it was business, the codes and that meant Maddy.<br><br>He focused on Maddy in the same way he had focused on Hal but for entirely different reasons.&nbsp; Her comment had him smirking.<br><br>"News of my death has been greatly exaggerated I assure you, but very nice to see you again Maddy," And Mordecai meant it in more than one way.<br><br>"Obviously all of you can see my dilemma. There is indeed codes which were left at the bank. However, since you three ladies work at the bank and opened up this morning that means that one of you has some information I need."<br><br>His hands in his pockets as though he was relaxed and just chatting. He was an observer of human nature and he got a big picture of who was in charge as he watched everyone empty out of the Van.<br><br>"This is your new home. You are the property of this ranch. Life for you will go a lot easier if you cooperate. But it's life at the ranch without possibility of parole, just so you know."<br><br>"Now we've made a special effort to set up your new home with all the modern conveniences." He pointed to the smaller of the five buildings. The one with the grey tin roof. <br><br>"Now there are some questions we're going to ask Maddy while she watches," He looked between the two other woman knowing who he was going to pick but letting them worry .<br><br>" While these men torture one of you at a time,"&nbsp; Mordecai wore an offering expression on his face. <br><br>He was thinking Franky's bitch (Toni). The little one he'd already knifed for a started but asked anyway just to see everyone's reactions.<br><br>His tone light and casual, like he was offering something else, "Who would like to be tortured first?" <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 03:14:56</strong>
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				Cassie's jaw dropped when she heard Maddy knew one of the men. That was it, the connection, that's why they hit their sleepily little bank. He must have had a vendetta against Maddy for some reason. Cassie could not believe what was going on, Maddy knew the mastermind, Toni was cut and bleeding and now there was solid talk of torture. <em>Please not me first, god no,</em> Cassie was starting to think of herself as an individual and not part of the kidnapped trio anymore. She moved closer to Jonesy as a sort of silent protest not to be first. Cassie could not bear the humiliation, the thought of Maddy watching them get raped right there in the open. Cassie stayed quiet as a mouse hoping they would not turn to her first.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 03:31:25</strong>
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				Maddy's initial reaction to seeing Mordecai settled and she once more felt the fear returning to grip her heart.&nbsp; He was a psychotic bastard, he wasn't in it so much for the sex, but the fear and pain.&nbsp; She knew as he spoke that things were gonna be very very unpleasant for the girls.&nbsp; The one holding her was as brutally dumb as the other two.&nbsp; Although saying that Jonsey seemed to be the more sane one, he hadn't shown her he was a man to be afraid of, not like the other three.&nbsp; She hoped Cassie might be safer with him.&nbsp; But then she heard Mordecai say they were property of the ranch.&nbsp; The ranch was his, so they now belonged to him and that was the most terrifying thing she could think of.<br><br>She ignored the grunt of the Reverend, focusing on the one who was a real threat.&nbsp; “They know nothing Mordecai, one is just the Saturday girl and the other is not even an employee, she visited to tell us that she had been accepted to University” she told him, knowing that would likely never happen now.&nbsp; She knew what codes he meant, and she did have some.&nbsp; She was the Senior Manager in the district and because of this she received the codes for the other branches.&nbsp; She hoped they had been changed when the news of the robbery hit, but she wasn't sure.&nbsp; The banks were small, but between them they would bring a small fortune in.<br><br>“Let them go Mordecai, you know I am the one you want.” She hissed at him, “they cant tell you anything.” She was thinking that if he let them go she could tell him false codes.&nbsp; Then the girls would be safe and that would leave her alone to face his wraith.&nbsp; Anything to protect the girls.<br><br>~~<br><br>Toni struggled as the pit bull changed his hold on her.&nbsp; Smothering her in a bear hug that made her cry out in pain.&nbsp; She whimpered and sobbed, so scared, this was a nightmare, she had never seen anything like this ever before.&nbsp; She was sure she would be scared for life.&nbsp; But she wasn't sure if she would have much of a life.<br><br>She felt the point of the knife and cried, he cut her, dragging a line down her chest.&nbsp; It stung and she sobbed, but she held still, except for the shaking of her shoulders. She knew he would carry out his threats too.&nbsp; She knew he would indeed cut her up badly, and he would enjoy it.&nbsp; She she stood still, trembling, terror making her look dazed.&nbsp; Slowly she was beginning to sink into herself, hiding within her own mind..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 04:29:47</strong>
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				The Reverend maintained, kept on keeping on.&nbsp; Restraining his bitch -- Maddy, ha! cute name she used to have! -- all the more brutally now that he knew the Boss saw some kind of value he wanted to extract from her.&nbsp; He felt his heart racing. Boss was gonna put on a show for her, which meant he had front row seats.&nbsp; <br><br>He put his left arm around her abdomen and could feel the material of her skirt as he started bending her forward further, and then further, while pulling back even harder on her hair, forcing her lower but her neck straining to make her look up at the Boss from this lowered and demeaning position, her ass sticking out back at him. Damn she felt fine! And was that silk? Or the cheap fake stuff?&nbsp; He loved the feel of her elegant skirt against his arm, smooth and sliding just a little against her skin, her body squirming beneath it, the feel of her hair tangled and tugging against his fist.&nbsp; He shifted his position now that he had her bending -- ha, bowing to Mordecai, yeah, that was it -- and he wrapped one leg around her hip, getting her completely controlled, wrapping her up with her ass pressed back against his impatient cock.&nbsp; <br><br>Of course she was still yammering useless, distracting, annoying crap that didn't sound like no bank codes to him. "SHUT, the FUCK,&nbsp; UP" he growled in her ear as he released his grip around her middle long enough to slap the shit out of her tits a few more times until the bitch got quiet. "We're not going to be able to hear the screaming properly. And unless I'm hearing bank codes or the gurgling of cock and cum from those pretty lips of yours, you'd better be silent or else," and he laughed, "we'll brand both your little friends right in front of your eyes -- with your name on their burning skin, so they'll always remember whose fault it was."&nbsp; And he listened very carefully for the tiniest excuse to make that little fantasy of his come true.&nbsp; "Oh please bitch," he whispered menacingly so she alone could hear, "just say one more word."<br><br>Of course now that he had the itch, he might want to see all three of 'em branded with the same mark as the ranch's cows, since they were property now instead of people.&nbsp; But he'd wait to whisper that particular little piece of news until it was more useful.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 10:10:41</strong>
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				Branding had been on Frank's mind as well. Unfortunately, his toy had sense enough to calm down. Changing the grip he had on the knife, he used it to slice Toni's only remaining garment free which was the skirt riding around her waist. He remembered how she had lost everything else back at the bank. Finally there was a fully nude cunt to play with.<br><br>"Boss, this cunt here volunteers," Frank called out as he holstered his knife and began pinching her nipples hard. "Back at the bank, I told those two that if they acted up then this stupid cunt got it. Well, they didn't believe and acted up. They believe me now, don't you cunts?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 12:12:33</strong>
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				Jonesy shook his head and chuckled as he felt his Suzy Q get closer to him. She didn’t have much to say now, did she? Suddenly, in a den of lunatics, he was her best friend in the world, but that wouldn’t stop what was coming, and it sure wouldn’t stop what he promised. He wrapped an arm around her waist and smiled. Though it was no longer on her ass, she would perhaps feel that something else was. Sexual agitation mixed with the potent urge to hurt had already got him half-hard. He could only imagine how he’d react to Mandy Lu’s sweet cries as she was ravaged.<br><br>“I think witnessing their friend’s education could make things a little more understandable for them, boss.” He said with a smile. The thought of fucking Mandy with Suzy and the smart bitch watching helplessly made his dick twitch. Then they’d know what was coming…even better, they’d know they were next. He didn’t know what the other boys had in mind, though he knew their appetites were a bit different than his own more simplistic desires, but he knew he was in for a ball-draining time either way. <br><br>He leaned forward and whispered to Suzy “I’m going to make sure you watch, girl. You’re going to get a ringside seat to the rodeo when we drive your friend crazy. Look at her, now…she damn near gone. It’ll be like fucking a nice hot piece of meat, but you…I want you to keep a little of that fight in you, so I can beat it out of your pussy one thrust at a time.” He added a small lick of her ear before he stood back at attention.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 19:56:58</strong>
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				Jonesy's slut became his second skin. She wasn't putting up a fight at all and that was fine with Mordecai. It made the choices easier. <br><br>Frank's bitch was finally under control. A real pistol. She'd be more trouble unless they handled her quick. <br><br>The Reverend was right. All Mordecai wanted to hear out of Maddy's mouth was the codes and then lots of begging. <br><br>"Times up!" McCallahan said cheerfully. "Gentlemen your thoughts?"<br><br>Frank spoke first, volunteering his bitch.<br><br>&nbsp;"Splendid suggestion Frank!" Mordecai exclaimed rubbing his hands together briefly and then he turned to Jonesy.<br><br>Jonesy was ready with his bitch as supporting caste and the after dinner mint.<br><br>&nbsp;"I concur, Jonesy," Mordecai responded spontaneously. Like minds. Yes this was&nbsp; a very good unit.<br><br>"I beg your indulgence.&nbsp; Reverend and I have things ready.&nbsp; Here's a little guidance so things go smoothly." <br><br>"Gentlemen, that small grey building is The Hen House." <br><br>"Thru the center door it opens left and right. "<br><br>"On the right are 6 cages lining the hallway, three on one side, three on the other. That room at the end of the hallway is the toilet and shower."<br><br>"Don't go right. Turn left. Down the hallway to the left. "<br><br>"Left side of the hall.&nbsp; The first room is the 2 way interview room. Reverend, put the lovely Maddy on the special chair. The one you spent time pounding nails into so that someone's ass, back, arms and back of the legs are resting on the sharp points. Cargo strap her down nice and tight."<br><br>"The next room down same side is the interrogation room. Jonesy take that mousy little honey you got and strap her to the X frame on the far wall good and snug. She gets to watch close up and hope to hell that Maddy will talk before it's her turn."<br><br>"Frank, take that wild cat into the same room with Jonesy. Put that bitch to her back on the saw horse. Tie those hands and legs wide open."<br><br>"Now before everyone runs off, a final word. Go slow. Make this last. Escalate, build. We want to make sure that Maddy is completely convinced at some point that we will truly take pieces off everyone a little at a time until we get the bank code that work."<br><br>"Well, gentlemen, let's go show the ladies to their new home," Mordecai smiled graciously and motioned for Reverend to lead off the procession.&nbsp; The cane clipped dangling from the belt at his right hip. It would be used as encouragement while they walked if necessary.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 20:37:43</strong>
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				Maddy struggled with the animal holding her but he was having too much fun bending and making her stand in some obscure way.&nbsp; She winced in pain, but she knew things were just starting.&nbsp; Cassie seemed to think she was safe she thought, the way she was trying to hide behind Jonsey, but she knew they weren't, she knew the quiet ones could be worse.&nbsp; Poor Toni, she was in a state, pale, trembling, unable to speak.&nbsp; She wasn't sure the youngest of the group would be able to cope with things.&nbsp; She was very worried, both the girls she felt were her responsibility.<br><br>She knew they would do what they said.&nbsp; She knew they would love to brand them, mark them like the rest of the stock, after all that's what they were now.&nbsp; All she could hope for were some smart FBI team finding them, but she had a feeling that was not going to happen.&nbsp; She was trying to ignore the feeling of his hardness pressing through their clothes. The very thought of what was happening made her feel sick.&nbsp; She knew the other two were going to suffer first.&nbsp; And she felt so sorry for them. She clamped her mouth shut, even as Mordecai spoke and outlined what was gonna happen she felt her tears fall silently, she refused to speak.&nbsp; She couldn't give him the codes, they were highest security.&nbsp; But could she put the girls in danger to protect them.<br><br>She glared at him, “You know as well as I do that the codes will probably have been changed by now” she hissed at him, knowing they were going to do what they wanted and that she had to tell him the codes would have changed by now, it was standard procedure.<br>&nbsp;<br>Glancing at the building he called the Hen house she gulped.&nbsp; Cages?&nbsp; She had no qualms that they would find themselves in them. She prayed to the Lord, but he seemed to be ignoring her, she couldn't figure out what this was a lesson in.&nbsp; &nbsp;She gulped and took a breath, what he described sounded like sheer torture.&nbsp; It was, she knew that.&nbsp; But what else would they do to them, if she gave them the codes what else could they want out of the women?&nbsp; She froze, she knew what there was.&nbsp; Something she hadn't thought about in a long time.&nbsp; The last hit her husband had done before he was arrested had rumoured to be worth millions, none knew the exact amount.&nbsp; She knew where it was.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had always known. Did Mordecai know that?&nbsp; He couldn't, know one knew what had happened to the money.&nbsp; It was the gunfight between the gang members that had lead to the arrest of the others and the rumours of Mordecai's demise.&nbsp; But none knew her husband had told her where the spoils were.&nbsp; She had kept that quiet, and never touched it, the whole stash as still there.&nbsp; She would wait.&nbsp; She what happened....she was not about to volunteer that information.<br><br>Her eyes widened and she felt her body tremble when she heard what was to happen to them.&nbsp; She whimpered, the sound of the chair was terrifying.&nbsp; But the girls were going to be worse off.&nbsp; They were going to be the ones to get raped.&nbsp; And Maddy was going to watch.&nbsp; She gulped, a quiet sob escaping her lips.&nbsp; She had a responsibility, and she had to hold those codes.&nbsp; She hoped the girls would understand..<br><br>~~<br><br>Toni was terrified.&nbsp; Her face was pale and&nbsp; she was trembling.&nbsp; Her breast had stopped bleeding, but it stung.&nbsp; Her fear and horror escalated as she watched and took in what was happening.&nbsp; Maddy knew the man in charge, he was the most frightening of them all.&nbsp; She suddenly panicked, she had to be free.&nbsp; She stomped on Frank's foot and struggled hard, she kicked and scratched, she struggled and she spat.&nbsp; She was not about to be raped, not by him, not like this.<br><br>She managed to wrench free, and she ran, she ran as fast as she could.&nbsp; She was sobbing, she couldn't be rape, she had to get free.&nbsp; She grabbed a shovel that was resting against the side of the barn and she held it like a weapon, “if you come near me I will fucking kill you” she hissed at them, her eyes wild.&nbsp; She had been pushed too far, she was ready to fight....fight to the death...She glared at them, knowing she didn't stand a chance but she was not about to be raped....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 21:57:08</strong>
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				<em>Please, Please Maddy give them the damn codes,</em> Cassie thought to herself. God it was coming, and soon. Both she and Toni were going to get raped, and their fate all depended on Maddy. Cassie tried her best to remain brave, but she knew, that being 'property of the ranch' meant that each and every one of them would have their turn with her. <br><br>She heard mention of a 'hen house' and that Jonesy was to tie her to an 'X' frame. Cassie became even more freaked out, then Toni went nuts. <em>Toni, no, what the hell are you doing!"</em> Cassie watched Toni as she ran for the shovel. Had she not learned anything from today? She was going to get herself killed! The odds were completely against them, yet for some reason, Toni thought otherwise. And here was Cassie, trying to shrink away, trying not to piss them off. She turned to her captor, "Mr. Jonesy sir, please I beg you, I know what you're going to to to me, but please have mercy. I know I can't stop you or beg you to change your mind, but please-" Her eyes turned up to him like a lost child, no tears, but she knew somehow she had to try to appeal to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 01:00:45</strong>
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				The Reverend paid careful attention to the Boss's detailed instructions.&nbsp; He was determined to show he was not a screw-up, that he could be counted on in a pinch, so this would be his first big job, not his last.&nbsp; A few more scores like this would keep him in whores and beer for years to come, with enough left over to pay for extra dog food so Butch could have a little lady friend again as a reward too.&nbsp; Focus Reverend. Execution demands focus. Focus... and a brutal willingness to do whatever it takes to get the job done, but that had never been his problem -- it was the focus he had to work on.<br><br>He shook himself out of his happy reverie, still gripping the woman tighter than a virgin grips her first big cock -- Damn it Reverend, focus! -- as the young pretty one with the knife mark on her tit broke free.&nbsp; He could see her trying to get away. His first instinct was to laugh at the pathetic ridiculousness of even attempting it given what they'd all just witnessed, but then his mind and his cock put his instincts together slightly different. "Crap, Mordecai, if you gotta shoot the little cunt, for fuck's sake please just wing her -- we didn't get a chance even to rape her none yet!"&nbsp; He hoped she would hear this and come to her senses, but then again, she might have come to the realization she was better off dead at this point in her short life, in which case they'd probably have to actually corner her, take the shovel and maybe beat the shit out of her.&nbsp; He gave it a 50-50 shot.<br><br>He lingered briefly with Maddy to make sure he wasn't needed to handle this before dragging her off, still bound and struggling, toward the henhouse.&nbsp; He was so happy all that hammer and nail work was going to be put to such delicious use.&nbsp; "And remember, you've got nothing I want to hear until the boss asks you about the codes, so keep that pretty whore's mouth of yours shut until I'm ready to put it to use."&nbsp; He coughed a bit from all the dust her bound feet were stirring up as he dragged her along the dirt road, and he continued listening to the sounds of the girl's escape attempt behind them, just in case.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 09:01:42</strong>
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				Frank started cursing the moment Toni stomped his foot. The pain made him let go of her for long enough that she managed to get away fast enough to get a feeble weapon. This damn girl was making him look like a fool in front of everyone. Like a tidal wave, he moved deliberately towards her. No one was going to subdue her but himself. Throwing his knife at her hand was quickly discarded as a very stupid idea. But, he thought for a second more and smiled a very feral smile.<br><br>"By the time I'm through with you today, you'll first beg for me to kill you," Frank hissed out as he kept moving side to side. "But after I fail to do that, you'll beg me to fuck you instead. This stupid cunt is mine, gentlemen. Go ahead and take the others in. I'll be in shortly with the main entertainment."<br><br>With that said, he took hold of his knife by the tip and flicked it at Toni. He actually aimed for a spot a foot above her head and off to the left a little. While the knife was in motion, he began moving forward. His bitch was distracted by the knife so her eyes followed the knife and not him. The blade embedded itself in the wall about two seconds before Frank's body slammed into Toni's. His hand reached out and caught the shovel, crushing her hands between the handle and the wall itself. Very calmly, he reached up and re-sheathed his knife. The shovel was thrown far away as his body held hers against the wall.<br><br>"Time to pay for that mistake, cunt," he hissed as he stepped back and drove a fist into her gut. His other hand caught the chain between the handcuffs. He turned and began dragging her by the cuffs to the hen house, making sure she was face down with her legs being dragged behind her. This left her pussy touching the ground as well. He made sure to drag her over some rocks which abused her legs and cunt to some extent. Finally, he got to the room indicated and dropped the cuffs. Almost casually, he turned and kicked her in the stomach again before bending down and picking her up. He placed her back on the sawhorse and quickly shackled her legs to the horse legs before she could recover enough to fight again. It took a little longer with her wrists because he had to uncuff her first and then force her to bend backwards until he could get the shackles around her wrists. Every time she tried to stop him, he would use a fist to punch her sides or some soft part of her body. Finally, he was done and he stepped back to admire her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 12:22:42</strong>
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				Jonesy looked to Suzy Q as her friend Mandy tried to make a run for it. Her sweet words of imploring were intoxicating, and made him take his mind from the obviously doomed Mandy Lu. Mr. Jonesy indeed! “It’s not my call. See, to me, a debt is owed, and to them you are just one more cow to milk for all you’re worth. I wonder how you would look with a little bell…shame you don’t have fatter tits though, because that would have been amusing” He chuckled and stroked her hair “This is the part where you come with me. You already know you can come quiet, or you can come screaming, but you’re coming.” The hair stroke slowly became a hair grab, though her didn’t pull in any direction yet “Time to choose, Suzy Q”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 13:17:26</strong>
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				Cassie winced as he pulled her hair, why was he so intent on causing pain? "Quietly, I'm not stupid, I know there's no hope for me now." She did know it, after seeing Toni taken down so brutally, beaten beyond means, Cassie did not want that for herself. Her body shook, she was goig to be tied up and on display. God knows how terrible the others would be to her, especially that Frank character, he had no emotion but hate in him. She was nothing more than a body to them, fun and enjoyment. Cassie tried to make her mind go other places, not try to think of what was coming but it was difficult. She wondered if her parents would know by now if she was missing? Or would they think she died in the bank explosion? She pictured them crying, in pain, and she began to well up with tears. They would never know she was alive, they would never find her. Cassie would spend the rest of her days here, serving these bastards until they were done with her. Her head dipped down, her hopes were crushed, Cassie's spirit had just been broken without one of them even touching her yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 00:21:27</strong>
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				Jonesy was smart. McCallahan appreciated that about the man. Not over extending his commitment. Not lying. Mordecai despised lying.&nbsp; It confused the victim. When confused victims seldom remember to be afraid, worried yes but not afraid and certainly not afraid enough.&nbsp; <br><br>He wanted these bitches beyond afraid enough. He wanted them trembling with the sound of hobnail boots moving in their direction. Begging to be good with the sound of the key in their cage lock. Moving quickly to do the most humiliating and shameful acts because they knew if they didn't there would be some kind of punishment and they would do anything rather than be punishment ever again. <br><br>Mordecai had stayed behind and off to the side. Not to assist Frank who clearly would need no assistance subduing the girl but to stop him if he went to far. There can be no lesson without witnesses. This bitch required punished but not without an audience. A warning to the others. <br><br>The bitches would all be branded one at a time today in the interrogation room.&nbsp; The brazier was cooking and the Reverend had crafted two small brand just perfect for searing flesh. <br><br>One brand for today. The spot between their shoulder and right breast. A place they could feel and see it. The undeniable truth that they were no more than cattle or any other animal. They were owned by the ranch. They were in fact his property.&nbsp; <br><br>Later when they sorted themselves out and the Unit wanted to go their separate ways the men could purchase their favorite cunt at a remarkable price. Fully trained and a pleasure in their hands.&nbsp; He grinned at the thought as he watch Frank drag the bitch.<br><br>The brand for that one today, but something special also. Something right up Frank's alley.&nbsp; Something that will cause lots of pain and blood without killing her. It was meant to terrorize the others. He expected nothing less.<br><br>Mordecai turned then and headed toward the Hen House. His first stop would be the interview room. The Reverend and Maddy should be getting acquainted with the chair by now.&nbsp; <br><br>He stepped inside the building and turned left. The first door on the left. Those rooms across the hall were isolation kennels. Maddy would find herself in one if she failed to cooperate fully. <br><br>Mordecai stepped inside the interrogation room with a smile in his eyes. He was looking forward to this. <br><br>"Hello again." Mordecai said cheerfully to them both, "Are we ready to begin Reverend?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 01:07:55</strong>
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				Maddy was struggling with her own guilt.&nbsp; She wanted to tell him the codes, to let him have them and then this would stop.&nbsp; But she wasn't a fool.&nbsp; She knew this wouldn't stop when he had the codes.&nbsp; It was just the beginning, a reason for him to start hurting them.&nbsp; But she knew he didn't want a reason.&nbsp; This man was evil through and through.&nbsp; He was the sort who would hurt them because he could and it made him feel good.&nbsp; <br><br>Tears filled her eyes as she saw poor sweet little Toni break free for the ape holding her and try to run.&nbsp; She knew the girl wouldn't get far.&nbsp; She knew she would be punished for even trying.&nbsp; And she cried as she watched the brute beat her, the girl was so young, so scared.&nbsp; And this was all her fault. And she couldn't make it easier on them.&nbsp; She couldn't stop the inevitable torture and rape that was around the corner.<br><br>The ape dragged her, kicking up a trail of dust.&nbsp; She coughed as well, her mouth dry from the journey.&nbsp; She wasn't about to ask for a drink, she dreaded what they might do if she did.&nbsp; She struggled, but she remained silent.&nbsp; She knew there was nothing for it, they may as well be dead now because they were about to witness the depths of human depravity.<br><br>~~<br><br>Toni had tried.&nbsp; She had tried and failed and now she was suffering at the hands of the worst one of the bunch.&nbsp; She had had no idea people like him actually existed until today and now, now she knew she would never see any decent people again.&nbsp; She screamed and fought as he beat her, crying, sobbing as the pain tore through her.&nbsp; Pain, she knew she was about to get a whole lot more.<br><br>The way he dragged her into the Hen House had her cut and bleeding.&nbsp; Skin was torn from her knees and she felt her sex hit the ground.&nbsp; She cried hard, but she didn't fight him.&nbsp; She was hurting in so many places.&nbsp; She knew what was about to happen.&nbsp; She couldn't believe it.&nbsp; Her poor mother and father would be beside themselves.&nbsp; She would never see them again.&nbsp; She started to fight again, but he soon quelled her struggles.&nbsp; And she was panting, gasping for air.&nbsp; <br><br>He tied her to some device, some piece of furniture.&nbsp; Bending her backwards and tying her body.&nbsp; She tried to fight but every-time she did he just thumped or punched her until she stopped fighting.&nbsp; She was tied prone, open and stretched wide.&nbsp; She knew what was coming and she looked at Cassie, her eyes terrified.&nbsp; This couldn't be happening, oh god please don't let this happen.<br><br>~~<br><br>In the building next to the Hen House was a woman.&nbsp; She watched from the window.&nbsp; Her eyes haunted, sad and tired.&nbsp; She had been here for two years.&nbsp; She was Mordecai's sister in law.&nbsp; A woman who had dared to stand up to the family.&nbsp; She had been a Doctor, with her own practise.&nbsp; Until she had tried to divorce her husband.&nbsp; Then Mordecai took over and she was now his prisoner.&nbsp; She was trapped her, collared to him and the ranch.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched the girls arrive and she cried.&nbsp; She knew what awaited them and she prayed they had the strength to get through it.&nbsp; She walked from the window, looking around her room.&nbsp; She had her own room, no longer a cage.&nbsp; Her nipples were pierced, she was covered in brands and tattoos.&nbsp; She knew what was expected of her.<br><br>The building she was in was also the medical centre.&nbsp; She had everything she could need to help the girls and keep them healthy.&nbsp; She could even tell Mordecai when a girl had had enough.&nbsp; She knew she would be busy after today, she knew she would have a job to do.&nbsp; And then when he summoned her tonight he would be more sadistic than ever and she hated the fact she felt a ripple of desire at the thought.&nbsp; The more he hurt her, the more she wanted him too...Helen couldn't help it.&nbsp; She had been trained to his needs, and he was a man who liked to hurt her...and she needed him to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 04:21:54</strong>
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				Jonesy seemed a little down after hearing her reply, but spoke gruffly anyway “Alright then, get a move on” he let go of her hair, but jerked her arm to emphasize the fact that they were walking. He looked over to the caged area...The Hen House, Mordecai called it. The name alone was meant to give him a fit of the chuckles. <br><br>He proceeded to escort her to the interrogation room, pausing for a moment with a grand stretch and wave of his hand "This is where all the magic happens, baby. You're going to get to watch as we have a chat with one of your friends." He was even, but firm about how he strapped her into the x framed rack, and even whistled Shortnin Bread while doing it.<br><br>When he was all done, he trailed a finger from her jawline down to her chest “Now, use this as another lesson, Suzy...and you'll be good and ready when it gets your turn." he leaned forward to smell her sweat and fear, then nibbled on her earlobe "I'm gonna pump your pussy like I'm drilling for oil, just you wait" he whispered before backing away and whistling again. This time "Happy Days are Here Again"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 04:59:40</strong>
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				Cassie went quietly with Jonesy to the Henhouse. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the devices into room. Poor Toni was already strapped down and bent backwards like a gymnast. It must have been painful to be strapped that way. As Jonesy strapped her to the frame, she whimpered, she was on display for all of them to see. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be. <br><br>She turned away as his finger ran along her jaw and down her body, she hated to be touched by him. He may have been more level headed than Frank, but he was not going to let her off easily. She winced as he nibbled at her ear and spoke of drilling into her. If only Maddy would give up those codes, maybe she and Toni would be spared. She pulled at the restraints, they were tight, no chance of escape. Cassie now had to bear witness to Toni being raped, then when then were done with her, Cassie would suffer the same fate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 06:04:32</strong>
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				The Reverend chuckled to himself as he dragged Maddy over the lip of the Hen House doorway, the sound of the stupid fleeing girl being slammed into the wall back there fading into the distance. Maddy hadn't made a peep in almost 30 seconds, not bad.&nbsp; He dragged her across the threshold, out of the day's light and fresh air, into the musty darkness of the Hen House's entry corridor, turning left and dragging her bound bare feet across the concrete of the hallway, feeling her squirming a bit, almost without purpose, as if she knew she was supposed to still be trying to get loose from him but not really remembering why, or where else she'd go.&nbsp; As she was learning here on the farm, as bad as it might be wherever you were, there was always someplace else right nearby that was a whole hell of a lot worse. And coincidentally, that was precisely the doorway he banged open and dragged her through now. "Come on girl, let's find your seat for the show. I think there's an empty seat down here in the front row!" he snickered as he dragged her into the room, bumping the light switch with his right shoulder on the way in, so the overhead flickered a couple times and then fully illuminated the inside of the room.<br><br>He held her tight, knowing the sight of the chair and all the nails he'd pounded in earlier with his hammer and a bucket full of nails and sweat, well, he almost wanted to run himself, and he wasn't even the pincushion for today's event.&nbsp; Then there were all the instruments hanging from the hooks along the wall, shiny metal and leather too.&nbsp; The concrete floor with the drain in the middle, stains of dark fluids past marking the floor in a swirl around it.&nbsp; But mostly it was the nails, he knew that.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hush, sweetheart, hush!" trying to preempt any useless whining and begging as his eyes quickly hunted down the straps he'd be needing.&nbsp; He reached for the bundle of thick canvas straps he'd left on the metal cabinet just inside the door, the muscles of his other arm tensing, wrapped around her slender torso, and now dragging her with just that arm. He could feel Maddy starting to buck, sounds he refused to recognize starting to come out of her, sounding like the word "no" a lot. Halfway to the chair he lifted the bundle of canvas straps up high and then brought them down hard, first once across her tits (just cuz he liked doing that), and then one more time right into her midsection, to knock the air out of her and to make his point.&nbsp; "Quiet, honey cunt, don't be impatient with that mouth of yours, keep it shut still. I promise we'll give your lips something to do right soon."&nbsp; Damn, he wanted to whack the bitch across the tits one more time, see that lovely bounce again, the painful wordless moaning, but he'd already made his point. Oh what the hell! He lifted the straps once more over her body, now hunched over a bit from the blow to her belly, and whipped them down one more time across the bitch's breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hurts, don't it?" he asked, completely without sympathy, his hand now stroking the straps across her abused tits, not to console, but to taunt, to make totally clear to her that he could do whatever he wanted to her, hurt her, feel her, treat her like dirt, and she'd have no choice in the matter. That was how it was for her from now on, and she might as well start getting used to it. He was just being helpful.&nbsp; He finished dragging her the last steps to the chair bristling with nails, feeling her squirming a lot less now, and even the squirming she was doing was probably more about trying to gasp for breath after getting hit. <br><br>He looked down on the chair and all the nails, pride of craftsmanship in his eyes. He'd spent a good hour hammering them in, and it wasn't easy.&nbsp; He'd first used a smaller nail to create a starter hole before hammering the slightly bigger nails through -- so the points wouldn't get dulled or bent at all from being hammered through the wood. If he hadn't been able to close his eyes once in awhile and imagine the thing being used, he might have gotten too bored to finish the job.&nbsp; Then there was the issue of how many. It was tempting to put in too many, but Mordecai'd been sure to tell him to go easy, that more nails didn't necessarily mean more pain, cuz too many nails could just take all the victim's weight evenly spread across them, like those bed of nails tricks that Houdini guy used to do.&nbsp; No, enough to hold the victim's weight, and no more, so each nail pressed into soft flesh, points painful and threatening to poke through the taut skin resting on them, and maybe with just a little more pressure pushing down on her they might!&nbsp; That was the image that sustained him through the tedious, tiring hammering.<br><br>He stood her up right at the base of the chair, reached for his knife and quickly sliced the expensive skirt right off her. That wouldn't do her no good in this thing.&nbsp; He thought about the pretty little panties, and decided maybe they should stay for the moment, so she'd have one more thing to look forward to losing.&nbsp; He then ripped open her blouse, buttons popping and bouncing and rolling around the floor, pulling it off her shoulders and down, where it got stuck on her bound wrists. Another careful slash of the knife freed her wrists and let the blouse flutter to the floor at her feet. <em>My oh my</em>, he thought to himself, <em>for a slightly used bitch, she was a nice piece of tail.</em><br><br>He quickly lifted her up, before she could start fighting him again, especially with her arms free now. He left her ankles tied so he wouldn't get kicked by one of those pretty legs.&nbsp; He heard her groan as the strength of his arm touched soft parts that were still hurting, and deposited her ass fairly gently but firmly right down onto the nails. Of course she started flailing around so he smacked her across the face, "Sit still, stupid bitch!" and then again, backhanding her across her other cheek. "Struggling around like that is only gonna make it worse, silly cunt!" and he gripped his hand at her throat after the second smack, watching her intently, pressing her back into the chair, slowly squeezing tighter until her panicked movements subsided. He held her exactly like that for 10 more seconds, until it was clear to both of them that she knew how to sit still.&nbsp; Loosening his grip on her throat just slightly, but still holding her there, pressing her into the back of the seat, so she was properly up against the nails all over her flesh, he took the first strap, letting the rest fall to the floor with his other hand. He brought it up and around her throat, then with both hands brought it around the post behind her, holding it tight so her neck was trapped, head held high so she'd have a real nice view of the show.&nbsp; He threaded it through the metal clasps installed behind the chair and tugged it tight, until she was nicely strapped by the neck to the back of the chair. "Hold still girl, almost there."<br><br>He bent down and picked up another strap, holding her right wrist over the arm of the chair, nails even painstakingly installed there, poking into the soft underside of her forearm, and wrapped the strap around her wrist, clamping it down in the metal clasp, tightening it until she gasped and then stopping.&nbsp; Another strap at the elbow, pulling it tight as well. Then the other arm, same thing, each strap tugged tighter until her gasp or visibly reacted to the pain, telling him she was right on the edge, and stopping there.&nbsp; <br><br>He knelt down, and finally freed her ankles with a pull of the knife.&nbsp; He gripped her ankles and pulled them apart, feeling her squirming just a bit, but the sounds she was making it clear she was starting to realize just how bad an idea that was.&nbsp; Two straps around each bare leg, binding them to the chair legs, pressing her calves against more nails -- nails everywhere.&nbsp; Her legs were spread open and he whistled his admiration with all the chivalry of a horny construction worker, momentarily regretting not having stripped her down to her bare cunt but realizing it gave him something to look forward to. He stood up now that she was fully strapped down. He could see the fury and the fear and the pain all mixed together in her eyes, and the helplessness. He loved it. He touched his hardon through his pants, making sure she could see how many inches of thick pity he was feeling for her.<br><br>He debated with himself about the last strap, whether it would be better to put it around her waist and strap her ass down onto the chair and keep her still on it, or to let her wriggle around and occasionally try to lift herself off it, only to hurt worse when she came back down.&nbsp; <br><br>His internal debate was cut short by Mordecai's entry into the room. <em>Fuck it</em> he thought to himself. <em>I can always add it later for a bit of fun.</em>&nbsp; "Ready boss, you've got an audience."&nbsp; And he meant himself as well as the bitch, by that.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 00:23:50</strong>
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				It hurt.&nbsp; It hurt more than she had ever felt anything hurt before.&nbsp; The chair looked like some medieval torture device and she had been terrified when she had been dragged to it and forced into it.&nbsp; He had taken great pleasure in strapping her down, making sure each nail pressed into her, she wasnt sure if any had pierced her skin, she had a feeling by the end of this ordeal she would be a mess.<br><br>She was naked, on show to this psycho and Mordecai.&nbsp; She feared him more than anyone else all ready.&nbsp; She knew what he was capable off.&nbsp; Or she had, he seemed to have gotten much, much worse over the years.&nbsp; She looked through the two way window, seeing the girls tied and stretched.&nbsp; She felt her tears fall silently, but she couldnt hand over the codes, she couldnt.&nbsp; But she knew even if she did, it wouldnt stop.&nbsp; Whatever they had planned for the women, this was just the beginning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 00:59:02</strong>
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				"Wonderful!" Mordecai said as he entered the room. He stepped to Maddy. Standing off to one side. His hand on the control panel so that the interrogation room came alive at the window.<br><br>"We can see and hear them but they can't see us." He told Maddy especially. "They can't hear us."<br><br>"Frank will be expecting to get some sign from me to begin. We can make this as hard or as easy on those innocent girls as you want Maddy." Mordecai said calmly.<br><br>He came over and brushed a finger across her jaw. "This is all your fault and they know it. You know the bank changed the codes yet instead of giving me the old ones and the encryption link you're gonna hold out.&nbsp; It's for nothing and you and I know it. But that's okay with me cause I want to brake both these girls while you watch."<br><br>"I want them to hate you. Because then it's your turn. And your gonna tell me everything I want to know eventually. And things that I didn't know but should know also. You're gonna tell me your dreams before you have them so I don't take you into that interrogation room again. You'll do anything at all to keep from going in there after this weeks up."<br><br>"So what's it gonna be Maddy?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 01:16:42</strong>
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				Maddy looked up into his eyes, her own full of tears.<br><br>"Would it make any difference if I told you everything Mordecai?" she whispered, "would you stop the rape of those innocents if I told you what you wanted?" She shook her head, the strap around her throat restricting the movements, "of course you wouldnt because you want to see them raped.&nbsp; You want them to be hurt and brutally broken becasue you are a sick fucking freak and you always have been" she told him, her voice full of loathing for him.<br><br>She looked at the girls, and she knew they were about to be hurt so badly, and she also knew nothing she did would stop it.&nbsp; And there was also the knowledge that after she had watched them get raped and beaten and hurt it would be her turn, and she dreaded that more than anything.&nbsp; She knew it was coming, but first she had to witness this horrific ordeal.<br><br>"I'm not going to tell you Mordecai" she said softly, closing her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 08:23:08</strong>
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				"Well Maddy, I can't say I understand. People are more important than numbers to me," Mordecai replied. <br><br>"If you'll excuse me Reverend I've got to deliver a little bad news next door."<br><br>He walk to the exit and opened the door without looking back. He took his time. The click of his heel taps slow and deliberate. She was going to learn to shake with fear just from that click. He stepped out into the hall and one door down. <br><br>Mordecai enter the interrogation room, smiling. "Hello Frank... Jonesy." <br><br>He looked at the two women trussed up. "Nice!"<br><br>"Frank, I asked but Maddy isn't willing to give me the information yet. So let's start out with something for punishment."<br><br>"Your choice, scissors or your blade. Your bitch. Her breasts." Mordecai walked over to the girl on the saw horse.&nbsp; <br><br>He drew a triskelion on breast with a permanent black marker. The nipple in the center untouched. He moved to her other breast and recreated the same triskelion.&nbsp; <br><br>(http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt158/simgoboy/Ztriskelion.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt158/simgoboy/DicsTriskele.jpg)<br><br>He pointed to a small table. On top of the table was a tamper, a cigar size box, a sewing kit.<br><br>"Stay inside the line. Cut her nice and deep. Inside the cigar box is clean ash. Tamp the ash into her wound. Sew the lines back together. It will heal as a ridge and leave her souvenir."<br><br>Mordecai turned to Jonesy, "Jonesy, Frank's gonna need a little help her. How bout you handling the tamping and sewing? Can you do that for us Jonesy?"<br><br>"If anybody goes to fuck her in the mouth use the open hole gag. I'm not gettin Helen her to sew a dick back on people who don't use common sense precautions."<br><br>"Remember gentlemen. These bitches are in training. They don't know any better. That's what we're for."<br><br>"Frank you begin any time you want. If Maddy give up any information it's only fair that I stop you guys til I check it out."<br><br>Mordecai looked to both of the men, "Any questions?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 08:37:22</strong>
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				Frank was getting antsy. Here he had this play toy and he couldn't start his fun yet. Well, not the serious fun anyway. There was a dresser of sorts in the room so he walked over and poked around in it. Smiling, he pulled out an interesting toy and closed the drawer. This wouldn't hurt much but it will help the time pass. Besides, the points on it were sharp enough that if he pressed down hard enough, he figured he could draw blood. He spent some time running the needles around Toni's body but paused when the Boss came into the room. Frank's smile just got bigger and bigger as the plan was explained.<br><br>"Well, looks like I get to start playing, cunt," he said as he traced the very tip of his blade along the drawing on her breasts. He didn't draw blood just yet. "Do me a favor and scream nice and loud while I do this."<br><br>Frank began his work in earnest. He had strapped the bitch down tight so there was no way she was going to move enough to mar the drawing. It took him a good ten minutes to cut the design deep enough to his liking. His blade went in a good half inch to three-fourths of an inch when he was done. With one breast flayed open, he opened the box and began to put the ash inside the wounds. He used the tamper to make sure the wounds were packed tight with the ash. Once that was completed, he took the sewing kit and sewed it up. With that done, he traced his finger along the design. Her screams had been music to his ears. <br><br>"Time for the second one, cunt," he said. The process was repeated on her other breast. Finally, he grabbed a cloth and began wiping up the blood. He wanted her boss to see the effect without the mess. Hell, he wanted to enjoy and rubbing the cloth over the abused breasts caused more screams. His cock was begging for release but not yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 16:34:09</strong>
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				Jonesy stood by as Frank went to work. He looked more than happy to handle the job, and Jonesy was comfortable with that. After all, he had sausage fingers. Nothing that would do well with needle and thread, but to slap a bitch? They were juuuust right. He looked to the mirror, seeing his reflection, but knowing he could be seen. He smiled good and deep as the screams flowed through his body. He shivered and put the mirror on the backburner as he went to his Suzy Q “Do you hear that, honey? That’s being done because the smart-mouthed manager wouldn’t give up the goods. She decided her precious codes were worth more than you all…that’s a damn shame.”<br><br>He shook his head for emphasis as he walked to the side of her and made sure she was looking at Frank work&nbsp; “it all could have been easier, Suzy…sure there would still be pain, but this…? We wouldn’t have had to resort to this if we only got what we needed from your boss. Does she think God cares whether or not she gives up the codes? Would giving information to save you two be such a bad thing?” he stroked her hair and sighed audibly “I don’t know what we can do, here, Suzy Q. As much as I would hate for you to get that kind of treatment, if she doesn’t give those codes up…well…a real shame.” <br><br>He left her then, but not before he gave her a peck on the cheek. He went over the Frank to get a good look as what he’d done so far. “Awww, Frank…those look pretty deep. She’s going to be okay, won’t she?” He tried hard to hide his smirk, and gave a quick wink to him as his back was to Cassie. He wouldn’t be able to describe the amount of fun he was having in the moment, and most certainly wished to be around when the ladies tore into Maddy. Codes or not, he was going to make that bitch suffer in his own sweet way, and he’d barely touch her to do it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 16:52:08</strong>
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				Cassie gasped in horror as she watched Toni get mutilated. She could not believe her eyes, they were actually cutting into Toni, a pattern, sick fucks! Cassie cried knowing the same thing would probably happen to her. When they put the ash in, Cassie winced, this was all too much to bear. The thought of them marking her his way was barbaric to say the least. Hey were cruel heartless bastards.<br><br>When Jonesy came to talk to her, her ire for Maddy grew. Why would she let the two of them suffer like this for some damn codes? Cassie saw the mirror on the wall, his look said it all, Maddy was behind that glass. "Dammit Maddy, fuck your morals! Look at what they're doing to her! Give up the damn codes! The bank won't care! Maddy please! Help us for God's sake!" Cassie was desperate, she didn't want to feel a knife pierce her skin, she didn't want to be brutally marked like that. Why the hell didn't Maddy just save them?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 17:05:59</strong>
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				Maddy watched in horror.&nbsp; She knew Mordecai was an evil bastard, but he was worse than she remembered.&nbsp; She couldnt bear it, she watched as they mutilated Toni, the girl's screams were awful and Maddy sobbed.&nbsp; When Cassie screamed at her she knew she had to tell him the codes.&nbsp; "Ok, alright you fucking son of a bitch" she screamed at Mordecai, "I'll give you them, but I know you wont stop hurting them, you like it too much.&nbsp; You sick twisted bastard."<br><br>She was crying hard, Toni was half unconscious, sobbing har,d her voice croaky.&nbsp; Maddy wept, "I'll give them all" she said, "just dont hurt them Mordecai, please" she begged him, but she knew it was useless, he wanted them to hurt, he wanted them to feel the pain.&nbsp; He enjoyed it.&nbsp; "Hurt me as much as you want, but not them, not anymore." She begged, hearing poor Toni sob.<br><br>~~<br><br>Toni had never known human beings could be so evil to each other.&nbsp; Of course she had read about it, seen it on TV and documentaries.&nbsp; &nbsp;But to actually be here, to have a man like this carve her open and actually enjoy it was more than she had ever imagined.&nbsp; She screamed so hard, she kept screaming all the time as he sliced her open, taking great pleasure in it.&nbsp; She cried, her eyes felt at times like they were gonna explode from her head, she hadnt never felt anything close to the sheer agony rushing through her system.<br><br>When one was done she thought that would be it, but then he started on the second one and she started her screams all over again.&nbsp; She felt the black void pulling her in, but the pain wouldnt let her go, she wanted to slip into oblivion, but something held her in place, keeping her awake to face the pain.&nbsp; She screamed and sobbed and pleaded but he ignored her as he continued to carve her.&nbsp; She was theirs, she knew it, there was no other place she could go.&nbsp; She had a feeling they would always chase her and bring her back.<br><br>Finally he was finished.&nbsp; but he hadnt stopped the pain.&nbsp; He wiped her breasts off with a rough cloth and the pain was once more unbearable.&nbsp; She sobbed again, she coudlnt beleive that he actually got a kick out of doing that to her, out of hurting her in such a way.&nbsp; She would never be able to look at her breasts again.&nbsp; She shuddered violently, spasms racking her body.&nbsp; She hadnt been raped yet, that was still to come...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 20:34:28</strong>
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				Mordecai watched in fascination. His groin aching with hunger as the girl pulled on the restraints with each slice of the knife and screamed while Frank marked her. Beautiful job.&nbsp; <br><br>Jonesy's voice flooding that other bitch with poison enough to have her screaming at the one person who could pull the bitches together as a team and get out of here alive.&nbsp; Mordecai could have wept.&nbsp; It was going sooo damn well.&nbsp; <br><br>His voice thick with emotion as he finally spoke, "Take a break for a couple of minutes while I check on our VIP in the other room."<br><br>McCallahan didn't bother to wait for a reply. A couple of minutes waiting would heighten the victims fear. The men's arousal.&nbsp; It was meant to be all good.<br><br>He stepped into the interrogation room once more. Turning his attention to the Reverend. Mordecai made it a policy to speak with someone free before addressing property.&nbsp; It was meant to put slave bitches in their place right for the start. <br><br>Mordecai asked quietly in a calm voice as if asking about the weather, "Anything Reverend?&nbsp; Does this piece of ranch property want to give me the codes yet?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 21:46:29</strong>
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				The Reverend was only able to pull his eyes away from the intense cruelty he was witnessing on the other side of the glass when Maddy's intermittent outbursts grew to pathetic and traumatized to ignore, they become theatre in their own right for his hunger for suffering. The emotional trauma playing out on her face, the gasps of horror as she watched her friend's tits being sliced up, well, it was almost as good as watching her twitch and groan, trying not to impale herself any worse on the nails poking into her.&nbsp; He walked closer to her as she babbled and begged for them to&nbsp; stop, gently stroking her shoulder.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hush, poor thing. He can't hear you.&nbsp; You've already doomed your friend to this, by your stubborn refusal to answer a simple question the moment it was asked, and now she is going to have to suffer through it all. The next time we ask you for something..." he looked back through the glass, as her screams grew louder, the ash being stuffed deep into the cuts on the girl's pretty young breasts. "I can only hope for <em>their</em> sake that you'll learn some obedience and answer right away."&nbsp; He chuckled, moving in front of her for a second, and bent lower, blatantly looking over her nearly naked body, up and down, just panties and bra and acres of beautiful exposed skin, most of it pressing down on sharp nail points.&nbsp; He could see under her ass and on the floor, still dry -- no blood yet. "You'll be happy to know that as much as the nails are hurting you, they're not actually making you bleed yet, so looking on the bright side, it can still get a boatload of worse for you too."&nbsp; Still smiling at her predicament, the screams from the other side of the glass not abating, he moved behind her again, so as not to block her full view of the festivities. As he watched intently with her, he pressed down gently on her shoulders, seeking that perfect level of downward pressure that elicits gasps of maximum pain without actually forcing nail tips through her skin, yet.<br><br>A few more minutes crawled by as they watched together, her gasping and him getting harder and harder, as the slices on the suffering girl's tits were painfully sewn up around the packed-in ash, a stitching job that probably would have made the toughest of hockey players scream done like this with neither anesthetic nor compassion.&nbsp; At last he could hear Maddy's own groans reaching the level he liked and he stopped the gradual increase in weight he was using to force her down onto the nail, keeping her right there.&nbsp; He was really getting into this, feeling like a married couple enjoying a quiet evening home in front of the TV, except the TV was showing torture of a close personal friend, the couch was bristling with nails, and the camera might come for Maddy at any moment.&nbsp; Must see TV.<br><br>He heard the door open.&nbsp; Mordecai.&nbsp; He smiled at the Boss's question. He loved the way Mordecai talked, and hoped his own tone around their victims would convey such a pitiless and relentless sense of brutality soon, so he wouldn't seem out of place when they were looking for help on future jobs.&nbsp; Ranch property.&nbsp; Beautiful. "Yeah, Boss, the <em>property</em> filled me in on a couple key pieces of information.&nbsp; First, let's see, I learned that, how should I put this...you are a sick twisted bastard." He laughed out loud.&nbsp; "Who knew?"<br><br>He slapped her hard on the shoulders, sharing with her just how funny he thought the bitch was, pushing her down even harder for a moment, as he caught his breath to continue.&nbsp; "But she did also include something about the codes.&nbsp; Now -- finally, now! -- she's ready to tell them to you.&nbsp; I don't know though, from watching her, she seems pretty desperate to stop her friends from getting hurt, so if my opinion counts at all on this, I'd say you should be real careful with any codes she gives you.&nbsp; I don't trust her... sincerity... her desire to help us in any and every way possible, Boss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 01:40:08</strong>
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				Mordecai listened carefully to the Reverend as he stared at Maddy. Her little comment had earned her a trip to see exactly what kind of sick twisted bastard he really was deep down inside. All those layers of nice were about to come off.<br><br>How could he refuse so sweet a request.&nbsp; The answer was obvious he couldn't. Her dream was about to come true in living red and other colors of pain. A rainbow of it for the other two while she would get very little for now.&nbsp; And then toss the three of them in together later.&nbsp; Yeah. he was gonna love it.<br><br>Mordecai looked surprised, "Oh my... Frankly I'm shocked to find anyone say that I'm a sick twisted bastard while they're still breathing.&nbsp; I'm thinking that my good reputation is being slandered even as I'm trying to help. But it is a thankless job."<br><br>"I'll sit near the control panel with the laptop and you just give them out to me. You might have just saved your friends from some real trouble." He reassured her as he sat on the stool and opened up the laptop.<br><br>"So bank manager, let's have those codes." Mordecai said cracking his knuckles and waiting.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 02:33:00</strong>
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				Maddy hated this, she hated them.&nbsp; The Reverend was as bad as Mordecai, they were a matched pair.&nbsp; &nbsp;She gulped as the Rev pushed down on her.&nbsp; She didnt speak to him, she loathed him, and she knew he was going to rape her, and he would enjoy it.&nbsp; She didnt give a fuck if the nails were making her bleed.&nbsp; They hurt, they hurt so bad but she was trying to be strong for her two friends.&nbsp; She couldnt beleive what was happening to them.&nbsp; She wanted to fight, to kick and scream, but she couldnt do anything.&nbsp; She was trapped, bound in ways they couldnt imagine.&nbsp; She ignored him, trying to keep her face passive as he pressed on her shoulder, but the nails dug in and she had to groan in pain after a little while.&nbsp; He was a total shit.&nbsp; She wished she could hurt him.&nbsp; But there was no chance.<br><br>She hated what they were doing to Toni, she felt so much for the girl, wished she could offer her comfort, but she knew they would this as her fault.&nbsp; Maddy would end up the one they balmed for this.&nbsp; And that was what he, they were doing.&nbsp; She knew they were fucking with their heads as well as their bodies.&nbsp; And the younger women were two unworldly to see it.<br><br>Mordecai reappeared and Rev continued to slap and force her down on the nails. She loathed him, she loathed and hated them all.&nbsp; Cursing them to the depths of Hell with every breath.&nbsp; She heard what Mordecai said and she felt her heart break further.&nbsp; She knew the codes wuld be changed, that was the first protocol.<br><br>"The first one is the general system code to get me into the banking network" she told him, giving him her user name and password.&nbsp; &nbsp;She gulped, "what do you want next?" she asked him, her voice trembling.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 03:39:58</strong>
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				Frank was having a ball. Toni's screams were going straight to his cock, hardening it even more. His hand picked up the pinwheel and ran it along her labia. As it went over her clit, he pressed down just a little harder to increase the sensation. The boss was working the boss bitch over but that didn't mean Frank had to stop toying with this cunt.<br><br>"You're mine, silly cunt," he whispered as the pinwheel marched along her tender labia again. "Those beautiful tits are thanks to your boss. She decided that you weren't worth it so she didn't give us the information the boss needs. Be sure and thank her when you see her next."<br><br>Frank had seen a hand mirror in the dresser so he went over and grabbed. He grasped Toni's hair and pulled her head up as he positioned the mirror. He had to bend down so he could see what Toni could. It took a moment or two but he managed to finally get the mirror positioned so Toni could see the patterns embedded in her breasts.<br><br>"See those lovely udders? Your boss didn't think your tits were good enough so she refused to tell us anything," he hissed as he licked her ear. "They look so much better now. I wonder how long it'll take before she coughs up the info. I'm hoping I can get to your knees. Next up is your upper chest. That's going to be a joy ride. The tits will feel like a kiddie ride compared to what I'll be doing next. Of course, you can always stop it by begging me to fuck your cunt. All you gotta do is say 'Please fuck my virgin cunt Frank darling.' It's not that hard. You gotta say it loud enough so my boss can hear it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 09:11:26</strong>
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				Mordecai got into the bank central data base with Maddy's user name and password. He didn't even glance over to answer her question. <br><br>"You know what I want. Either give it to me or don't. It doesn't matter to me."<br><br>He glance out the two way mirror as Frank was using the wheel on the bitch strapped to the saw horse.&nbsp; You had to admire an artist. A man who loved his work. That was Frank always will to take it to that next cut. <br><br>Mordecai turned his attention back to Maddy and the laptop.<br><br>&nbsp;"But it might matter to your girl on the saw horse and the other one on the X frame."<br><br>"The codes, Maddy. Give me all of them."&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 16:19:07</strong>
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				When Mordecai requested the break, Jonesy had himself a light bulb moment <em>’Oh this is going to be good…’</em> he thought, before he patted Frank on the shoulder to excuse himself. Five minutes later he came back with two small metallic cups of water. He gave one to Frank and smiled “Try to give her at least half…the other half is up to you” He knew the bitch had screamed up a storm, and that was bound to make her parched. In the meanwhile, he went to his Suzy Q and offered the cup to his lips “Just a little…take the dust off your throat”<br><br>He was surprisingly gentle about it, but that was due to him knowing a few choice things. One, if she did drink, no matter how much she wanted to hate him, she’d remember the moment. One more nail in that pretty little coffin. Two, if she decided to play bitch and do something stupid, then it gave him all the more reasons to accelerate things along. Considering Mandy Lu enjoyed her experience so much, he might be able to convince Mordecai to commission the artist for another job. Either way was a win-win, but he admitted that he’d want her mind the most…then he could have her body anytime. Any.Fucking.Time.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 16:38:33</strong>
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				They had been ordered to take a break. Had Maddy given up the codes? Were they going to be safe now? Casssie felt so bad for Toni as that horrible Frank tortured her with that tool, deep down though Cassie was glad that it wasn't her that was subjected to his evil ways. She had the more 'even minded' Jonesy to deal with. She knew he was still cruel, but nothing like Frank.<br><br>When Jonesy came back with cups of water, she was scared what they might be used for. That was until he offered one to help Toni out. When he moved to Cassie and offered her a drink, she was shocked, he was being <em>nice</em> to her! "Thank you," as the cup was placed to her lips, he took great care to make sure not to spill a drop while he drank. Maybe he was the kind that just went along with what everybody wanted, but deep down he was not all that bad. He was starting to convince Cassie that he was indeed kinder than the others, that he might not be as evil hearted. She didn't realize he was just playing games with her, gaining her trust, just to tear her down. Cassie had a good heart and just hoped she was right about him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 16:59:43</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg3809457#msg3809457">Quote from: dragonsen on 24-10-2010, 03:39:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Frank was having a ball. Toni's screams were going straight to his cock, hardening it even more. His hand picked up the pinwheel and ran it along her labia. As it went over her clit, he pressed down just a little harder to increase the sensation. The boss was working the boss bitch over but that didn't mean Frank had to stop toying with this cunt.<br><br>"You're mine, silly cunt," he whispered as the pinwheel marched along her tender labia again. "Those beautiful tits are thanks to your boss. She decided that you weren't worth it so she didn't give us the information the boss needs. Be sure and thank her when you see her next."<br><br>Frank had seen a hand mirror in the dresser so he went over and grabbed. He grasped Toni's hair and pulled her head up as he positioned the mirror. He had to bend down so he could see what Toni could. It took a moment or two but he managed to finally get the mirror positioned so Toni could see the patterns embedded in her breasts.<br><br>"See those lovely udders? Your boss didn't think your tits were good enough so she refused to tell us anything," he hissed as he licked her ear. "They look so much better now. I wonder how long it'll take before she coughs up the info. I'm hoping I can get to your knees. Next up is your upper chest. That's going to be a joy ride. The tits will feel like a kiddie ride compared to what I'll be doing next. Of course, you can always stop it by begging me to fuck your cunt. All you gotta do is say 'Please fuck my virgin cunt Frank darling.' It's not that hard. You gotta say it loud enough so my boss can hear it."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Toni was dazed, in shock more than anything.&nbsp; She was pale, deathly pale, her face showed the fear she felt in her, it had seeped through her, into her very bones.&nbsp; She was so so scared of him, he didnt care, he liked hurting her and she knew he would do so much more to her and enjoy it.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, her mouth so dry.&nbsp; She felt him use that pin wheel thing on her untouched sex.&nbsp; It hurt, she shuddered, shaking her head "Please please dont hurt me anymore" she whispered, her voice broken.<br><br>His whispered made her cry and she looked at him, pleading.&nbsp; Shaking her hea,d why was he doing this? Why her?&nbsp; She was a good girl.. he then started talking about her breasts, about Maddy.&nbsp; She was safe, she wasnt here, she was not being treated like this.&nbsp; She felt her heart pound as he found a mirror.&nbsp; When he showed her what he had done she sobbed hard.&nbsp; Her beautiful breasts, the ones that had turned so many heads at school.&nbsp; She gasped and sobbed fresh, "Oh god why?&nbsp; Why do you want to hurt me like this?" she asked him, unable to fathom the depths of depravity in this man.<br><br>She cringed as he told her what else he wanted to do to her, how he wanted to hurt her, to continue carving her up.&nbsp; Tears fell, she looked at him, her eyes showing the hopelessness she felt.&nbsp; "I hope you die a painful death" she whispered.&nbsp; "I will never beg you to do that. Never" she said, but she wasnt sure how much more of this senseless pain she could take.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 22:43:05</strong>
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				Nothing from Maddy. That look of defiance in her eyes. He almost shot his wad he was so excited.&nbsp; Did she read the script?&nbsp; Was she actually every bit as Sadist as he was?&nbsp; It thrilled him to think that she was working the girls too. Life was good and about to get so much better.<br><br>Mordecai sighed in disappointment. He closed the laptop but left it out on the counter by the controls as a reminder of what it would take to stop this. Her choice, the stubborn bitch.&nbsp; <br><br>Mordecai rose solemnly from the stool. "Reverend I'm gonna leave you with the property and hope you can talk some sense into her while I try to calm Frank down a notch or two."<br><br>He stepped to the door and turned around at the last minute. <br><br>He looked right at Maddy, "At least some of us care about the girls!" <br><br>Then he went out to the interrogation room. Yeah, he could have used the com but it was all about delivery.&nbsp; It's hard to be believable with just a voice. He wanted the other two women to see the disappointment and to know that he was doing all he could but Maddy was the one who was causing this agony.&nbsp; <br><br>Warming the girls up for later when he'd put all three of them in the cage together and give them some conditions they were just gonna hate. Thanks Maddy!!<br><br>Mordecai walked in wearing a flat expression. His eyes soulful. When he stood in the middle of the room where everyone could see him he shook his head no slowly. <br><br>"Sorry, we're trying everything. She's just not talking." He took a deep breath and exhaled the heavy sigh.<br><br>"I don't think she believes we're serious," He said as he pulled out the permanent black marker and walked to the X frame.<br><br>Mordecai removed the top exposing the black felt tip and pressed it to Cassie's left breast. He drew the Triskelion so that her nipple was in the middle.&nbsp; A moment to stand back and cock his head from one side to the other before nodding.&nbsp; He stepped back to her. The marker fell on her right breast with the same strokes. Once finished he stopped and gave the girl a piercing look.<br><br>His back to Frank as spoke. "Frank try a couple of more things."<br>&nbsp;then added, " Jonesy's up next. Just keep going and I'll tell you if Maddy breaks loose with anything useful. The Reverend is having a talk with her right now."<br><br>Then Mordecai stepped away from Cassie and turned his attention to the men. After all Cassie had just become ranch property. <br><br>"Any last questions or concerns before I go back and try to get that information, gentlemen" He asked. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 23:20:07</strong>
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				The Reverend listened to the receding clicks of the Boss's heels as he left the room and returned to his work with the two other girls, leaving him alone with the silent, stubborn one.&nbsp; He shook his head sympathetically, in full view of Maddy. "It's ok, Maddy. Between the two of us, I understand, in fact -- I want to watch them suffer, too.&nbsp; Really, I get it." He smiled and patted her thigh, seeing her wince as it pressed her tender flesh down on the nails a bit more.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>He reached up on the wall for a wicked looking whip, hard leather wrapped handle, tails dangling with twisted barbed ends.&nbsp; He held it absentmindedly as he circled her, letting her watch the Boss mark the second bitch's tits with the pen, prepping her for her own excruciating cutting.&nbsp; He bent low to her ear, and whispered, his whiskers scratching at her soft cheek: "This is good, little cunt, you're so lucky to get such a great view of exactly what's going to be done to you too -- but not yet, no, not until they both know that all of this pain, all of this suffering is because of one and only one person...YOU."<br><br>He let her hair drop back over her ear and circled around, now letting the whip trail over her bare shoulders, then down her front, across her chest, her abdomen, then the tails dragging their barbs across her naked thighs.&nbsp; "You can imagine how much this is going to hurt if you don't talk, can't you?&nbsp; Especially when the barbs dig into the sewed up cuts, or right into the nipples, or the tender flesh of the inner thigh... or worse."&nbsp; He stared at her.&nbsp; "You need to tell him, cuz it's not going to happen to you, not until we do it to THEM first. And you are going to hear every scream, every time they holler and beg you to make it stop." He let the handle now rest between her parted thighs, letting it press against the crotch of her panties. "You know, it could give them pleasure instead, if you wanted it too -- you could choose that for them." And he stroked it gently up and down against the fabric of her panties, against her cunt, just a taste, just a hint, but enough to lay the possibility out there for her, to give her a choice.<br><br>"So, what's it going to be?&nbsp; Do you want them to think of you as their savior?&nbsp; Or do you want them to realize that you're every bit as sadistic and heartless as we are?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 23:38:03</strong>
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				"You evil heartless monster" she said to him, her eyes shining with tears.&nbsp; "Of course I want to tell you the codes, he didnt give me the chance, I was trying to figure out the best way to do this without setting off the security.&nbsp; It cant be rushed" she told him, her eyes full of tears.&nbsp; "But he isnt bothered, you arent bothered if I tell you or not, you'll still hurt those girls. Because you are a sadistic bastard just like Mordecai and the other two.&nbsp; You dont give a damn if I tell you, it just gives you an excuse to hurt them and blame me." She told him straight.<br><br>She shook her head at the whip, at the threats, at his words, she knew exactly what he what they were doing.&nbsp; "You do not scare me, I have my faith, I am safe in the knowledge my Lord will protect me" she told him, still turning to her faith to sustain her.&nbsp; She took a breath, "tell that son of a bitch I will tell him the codes." She said, her thigh throbbing, she was sure she had felt a nail pierce her tender spot.&nbsp; <br><br>"I will tell him everything and hope that someone finds out and the feds end up coming here and shooting you all." She sneered, "I'll stand there and cheer them on" she hissed, hoping to use bravado over her panic and fear.&nbsp; She was so so scared, she knew there was a whole lot more pain to come for them all.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 00:35:23</strong>
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				As Mordecai entered the room Cassie froze, she saw the black marker in his hand. He couldn't he wouldn't, what was Maddy thinking? As he ripped off her clothes she gasped. She squirmed and tried to move, not wanting him to mark her. She felt the cold tip touch her breast and she began to freak out. "Maddy, please! I'm begging you! Don't let them cut me! Maddy I'm begging!" Cassie felt it touch her other breast and draw the same design. It was going to happen to her too. She was gong to be cut and tortured. She looked at Jonesy in desperation, he wouldn't cut her, she could not imagine him making her go through what Toni just had. She screamed at the top of her lungs trying to break free, the terror gripping her body. If they cut her she knew she would pass out, she just knew it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 03:35:08</strong>
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				Frank pulled Toni's labia apart and put the pinwheel sideways between the two folds of flesh before letting go of her labia. The labia wrapped around the pinwheel and held it there. He pinched her labia and walked away from her. Soon enough, he would be back to play with her some more. When he got to Cassie, he smiled and sucked her nipples into his mouth, one after the other. He pulled out his knife and dipped it into a bowl of iodine before he began to cut the design into her breast. Each cut was preceded by the iodine bath. Her screams were louder than Toni's because of this action.<br><br>"All this fun is because your precious boss doesn't think you two silly cunts are worth the information she has," Frank said in a calm tone as he continued his cutting. "Her God will protect you from this pain. How much do you want to bet that she is behind that mirror praying that you two will be released and no harm will come to you? I can just see the three of you tonight, kneeling down and holding hands in a prayer circle. Such faith must be rewarded, don't you think so?"<br><br>With that, Frank began packing the ash into the first breast. He packed it with more ash than he had with Toni. In fact, when he sewed up the cuts, the flesh was straining at the edge. Almost casually, he poked the needle straight through the nipple of the first abused breast before he proceeded to torture the other mound of flesh.<br><br>"Let's see, do I feel the power of God forcing my knife away from this tit?" he wondered out loud. "Nah, I love slicing into this beautiful tit. Once I'm done, it won't be just beautiful but a masterpiece of art. Be sure to thank your Boss for the chance to work my art on you." He reached down and teased Cassie's pussy with one hand for a few moments. "I can't wait to work my art on the rest of your body or my cunt's body for that matter. That all depends on if the boss bitch holds out more. I bet you she is getting off on this just like I am."<br><br>Eventually he was done with the second breast, including the packing and stitching. Stepping back, he nodded at Jonesy and went back to his bitch. Ever so slowly he pushed the pinwheel up. Her labia got pinched so he pulled the pinwheel back down and simply pulled it out. Her screams were music to ears.<br><br>"Alright, Boss Bitch, hold out again. There's more I want to do with these cunts."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 04:18:51</strong>
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				Cassie saw Frank approach her with the knife, "No, no, please no, I beg you!" Her pleas fell on deaf ears, he looked like the devil himself. As he cut into her, she screamed at the top of her lungs. That wasn't the worst of it, every time he stopped, he dipped the knife in iodine. Now the cuts burned like fire through her body. Cassie's face paled and her breathing turned to hyperventelating. She screamed bloody murder each time the iodine cut into her skin. Her body tensed and all she wanted to do was die now, the pain was so great and truly unbearable. <br><br>As he packed the ash in, Cassie felt her eyes roll to the back of her head. The searing pain was all too great, he was stuffing more ash in her than in Toni. Why? Hadn't she complied since they arrived? Why was he so hell bent on torturing them? Tears streamed down her face, not only was he torturing her, he was playing with her body at the same time. He was not human, he couldn't be to have that much evil in him. <br><br>As he sewed her up, her head dropped forward, "There is no God, if there was one he would have given you a heart," Cassie muttered under her breath. She wanted to pass out, she wanted to die, she wanted to know why Maddy didn't help them. Cassie's trust was broken, she didn't want to see anyone anymore. She would never speak to Maddy again, she didn't hate her but did not know why the God she prayed to didn't answer those prayers. Maddy had faith that twisted her way of thinking. Now it was too late for both Toni and Cassie, they were both marked and their fate fully sealed now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 15:31:39</strong>
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				Maddy watched as poor sweet Cassie was given the same treatment as Toni.&nbsp; She watched as The Revenrend trailed a nasty looking whip thing over her.&nbsp; She waited for him to hurt her, to feel those thongs tear into her.&nbsp; But it didn't happen.&nbsp; He just seemed content to tease her, to make her think he was about to hurt her.&nbsp; She cried as Cassie was butchered and marked, her beautiful young breasts cut up like Toni's.&nbsp; &nbsp;They were evil evil men.&nbsp; “Alright, go and get him, tell him I'll give him what he needs.&nbsp; Please don't hurt them anymore” she begged, the tears falling down her cheeks.<br><br>~~<br><br>Toni watched in horror as Frank moved across and did the same to her as he had done to her only minutes before.&nbsp; She cried softly as she listened to her dearest friend scream.&nbsp; She knew the pain she was feeling, the fire that tore through, but it must have been so much worse for her, the iodine must have added a whole new layer of pain.&nbsp; Toni wept softly even as her own breasts throbbed with fire.&nbsp; She knew it wasn't over, the pinwheel was between her sex lips, digging in.&nbsp; She was relieved when it was over for her friend, but she tensed when Frank returned to her, pushing the wheel up and then yanking it out.<br><br>Toni's tearful screams filled the room and she knew things where about to get a whole lot worse.&nbsp; “please, please Sir don't hurt me anymore” she begged him.<br><br>~~<br><br>Helen heard the screams and knew what that meant.&nbsp; They had begun on the girls.&nbsp; The young ones first, leaving the older till last.&nbsp; She looked down at her own breasts, the same design marked her, it was years ago when she had them done, Mordecai had taken a long time, making her feel every cut so much.&nbsp; She remembered it well.&nbsp; But now she had a job to do.<br><br>She slipped on the white coat.&nbsp; She wore nothing else, just the white lab coat.&nbsp; The collar around her throat was padlocked in place, as were the cuffs around her wrists and ankles.&nbsp; She was Mordecai's prize bitch.&nbsp; She hated him but she needed him, she needed the pain only he could inflict on her.&nbsp; But she was also a Doctor, she had saved his life years ago, that had been the start of this..she wanted to say nightmare but it wasn't, not really, she actually had deep feelings for him.&nbsp; He was a real sadist bastard, but he knew what she needed.<br><br>She grabbed her bag, checking the contents, antibiotics, pain killers (not that she would be allowed to use them, but she might slip them a little dose) dressings.&nbsp; She was listened too for her medical knowledge, if they wanted their playthings she needed to make sure they wouldn't get infections or become ill.&nbsp; That was her job.&nbsp; And too keep Mordecai happy. <br><br>Leaving the medical hut she walked across to the Hen House, remembering the others who had screamed before these three.&nbsp; Now sold to some brothel down Mexico way.&nbsp; She stopped outside the room she knew he would be in and knocked the door, then she knelt.&nbsp; When the door opened she crawled in on her hands and knees.&nbsp; “Master this slut has come to make the new sluts comfortable” she said with a very submissive tone, gaze down, arse up.&nbsp; Always ready for this pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 15:53:14</strong>
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				"I'll tell you what, my sweet little pin cushion. I'll make you a straight up deal." The Reverend found himself in a generous mood.&nbsp; "I'm not going to leave you here all by your lonesome, just to tell the Boss to come back here because you <em>said</em> you would tell him the codes.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; I'm going to let you dictate them to me right now.&nbsp; I'll right them down on this pad and give them to the Boss right when he gets back. But here's the deal:"<br><br>He stroked the whip handle up and down against her cunt, through her panties, as he talked, the barbed ends of the lashes still resting on her bare thighs.<br><br>"If you don't tell me the codes, all of them, right now, I will send this whip in there with a note telling the boys to whip your little friends -- in TERRIBLE places.&nbsp; And we'll sign it with your name because it will be your choice to have them whipped for your benefit."<br><br>"OR, you can give me the codes, and then I will whip you instead of them. That is how you can save them.&nbsp; You are right, and very smart for a cunt. Someone's getting whipped with this thing. You don't take a whip out in the first act unless someone's getting whipped in the third act. Or something like that.&nbsp; So you can choose: you, or them.&nbsp; But for it to be you, you gotta give me the codes, and right now.&nbsp; BUT, if you give us the wrong codes, then your friends get whipped anyway, and you'll all get an extra little something just in your honor for being a dumb cunt. Don't be a dumb cunt."<br><br>"So?"&nbsp; He continued teasing her between her legs, but he was whistling the Jeopardy theme.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 16:14:34</strong>
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				The handle of the whip rubbed against her and she hated it.&nbsp; She hated it and him.&nbsp; She knew he would do as he said, they were all sadistic pricks, each and everyone of them.&nbsp; She had no choice, but of course by him not going to get Mordecai it just meant they would do more to the girls.&nbsp; And she kenw that was the plan, to make Maddy take the fall, for her to seem like the bad guy in all this.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, ignoring the whip, taking&nbsp; along, shuddering breath.<br><br>"Ok you son of a bitch, heres the codes" she then went through all the codes she knew, there were a dozen, each one would get them into various networks.&nbsp; She knew if they were still active they would give Mordecai everything he wanted.&nbsp; He would have a complete schedule for the banks, the armoured truck collections and deliveries.&nbsp; He would be able to see the various transactions between branches.&nbsp; IF...IF he was clever enough he would be able to set up a command function within the banks program to send money to a linked account.&nbsp; She knew how to do it, she had the access.&nbsp; But she hadnt told them, she wasnt about to help him steal millions from the banks, and she hoped none of them would know that a system like that even existed.&nbsp; <br><br>She sat still, silent, the codes were there, all written down, now would he really whip her?&nbsp; Or would he leave her unmarked, adding another nail to her coffin, and knowing thta when the girls saw her, she would have some explaining to do.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 16:59:40</strong>
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				He began scribbling furiously as the cunt began pouring out her financial soul, sounding like she was calling a game of Bingo, but making sure he got every number and letter down, and reading it back to her, all the while, stroking lewdly at her with the handle of the nasty whip. Finally she stopped, and he put the pad down and patted her on the thigh. "Good girl, very good. The Boss will be pleased." He tugged on the hem of her panties, tugging them away from her, and then he shoved the handle of the whip in between the fabric and the skin of her sex, lodging it inside her panties, with the long vicious strands still dangling from her thighs. "Hold this a second."<br><br>He reached for his knife, and held it up in front of her. "Gotta prepare you, cunt, for what comes next." He smirked and put the cool metal against her bare skin beneath her bra strap and pulled, slicing it open. He repeated that a couple more times, until her bra was shredded and he pulled it from her, exposing her bare tits. He flicked at her nipples with his finger, teasing them, and pinching them for a moment, just because he could. But then he put the blade to her hip, slicing through the fabric, tearing at her panties until they were sliced open in a number of spots. He put the knife down and took the whip back in his left hand, and then began tearing away the shreds of fabric, only the little ripped bits remaining that were impaled on nails along with the skin of her hips and ass.<br><br>He stepped back with the whip in his hand, his eyes openly devouring the sight of the now naked woman strapped down onto the nails he'd hammered in this morning.&nbsp; He smirked, taking his time, and making sure she could see the bulge the sight of her like this was causing him.&nbsp; He let the whip trail to the floor beside him, his fingers holding the handle lightly. "You now, you really are a clever bitch.&nbsp; Did you think I was going to mark you before sending you in to your friends, letting you appear just as victimized, or at least nearly so?" He laughed out loud.&nbsp; "Listen cunt, just between you and me, you HAVE spared your friends the taste of this whip, which is now reserved solely for use on your naughty hide.&nbsp; But you're going to have to wait for it.&nbsp; You'll get the whipping you want, but only in front of your friends, when they can feel it is retribution for your cruelty. Not now, when it will let you off the hook."<br><br>He stepped forward and roughly spread the lips of her cunt with his fingers and then he held the thick handle of the whip to her cunt, and began forcing it up into her, knowing it had to hurt without any lubrication or preparation, but he wasn't worried, because this pain wouldn't show.&nbsp; And he twisted and pushed and listened to her cries, until it was lodged up inside her cunt, good and deep and tight.&nbsp; He patted her again on the thigh.&nbsp; "That'll do for now though.&nbsp; That'll do."<br><br>He buzzed Mordecai and then he took a chair and just watched her silently, and her impaled cunt, with the strands hanging out of her. And he waited, smiling with self-satisfaction, for Mordecai to come for his codes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 00:57:10</strong>
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				There had been no questions from either man. It was important to depart so that he could become Maddy's commentator as events unfolded.&nbsp; The look in Frank's eyes spoke to Mordecai as one kindred Sadist to the other. What was there to say except experience.&nbsp; <br><br>Mordecai enjoyed building fear. Savored the trembling and wide eyed expressions as he approached. The cries of pain and the begging to stop. <br><br>He craved the sound of chains rattling as he walk the hall toward a cage knowing that the occupant was submerged in fear so strong that against all common sense would back into the far corner and trying to become small hoping to be overlooked. Thus the chain on the neck attached to the ring on the floor near the front of the cage. <br><br>All he need do is slide the cage open and reach hip level. He always paused and ask politely for them to come with him. Part of the ritual to instill obedience and dry throated begging.&nbsp; <br><br>Maddy would look very lovely conditioned to cum when a man took her chain off the ring.&nbsp; Cassie would look delicious as she came as two men approached and Toni. Yes, Toni would taste wonderful crawling on her belly to one of them begging to give that man a blow job and knowing she couldn't cum without permission.<br><br>So much opportunity. It was about taking ones time and cultivating just the right amount of response over a period of time to achieve the exact combination. Helen was a good example. Helen was a Doctor. She still was. She hated him and he loved it because Helen had been specifically trained to hate him and need the pain he brought her.&nbsp; Addicted to him.&nbsp; She could not run away and stay away. She had tried and failed. She was his.<br><br>A buzzer broke into his daydreaming. Mordecai found himself standing before the door to the interview room where the Reverend and Maddy waited. He closed his eyes and thought somberly to remove any hint of the grin he wore on his face moment before. Once satisfied he was in the right frame of mind he turned the handle and stepped back inside.<br><br>"Well I can't tell you things are going well for anyone today," Mordecai remarked to Maddy as he gave the Reverend a nod.<br><br>He put himself in the seat before the laptop and lifted the lid, " Numbers please Maddy."<br><br>"Oh, I told the guys to just keep on interrogating the girls until I got something useful from you. Something that actually got me into that data base." Mordecai explained.<br><br>"I heard the buzz. So did Maddy come up with anything while I was gone, Reverend?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 04:54:45</strong>
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				The Reverend rose to his feet as soon as he saw Morecai enter, trying to keep his self-satisfied, excited grin under control.&nbsp; Here is was, his first big job, and he couldn't believe that HE had actually come through.&nbsp; He cleared his throat, standing next to the now naked woman, one hand resting conspicuously on her shapely naked thigh, the other toying absentmindedly with the long leather strips trailing out of the whip handle wedged into the bitch's unexpectedly tight cunt. <br><br>He nodded to the Boss, then gestured with a turn of his chin toward the pad he'd tossed down on the table showing the numbers and letters of the code. "Well, Boss, the bitch sang.&nbsp; Apparently she really does have a soft spot for those two lovelies; the show you guys put on for her really did the trick.&nbsp; Of course, you've got to make sure you're satisfied they're right, and give you access to everything you need.&nbsp; But, I hope you don't mind, I did have to make a promise to give her a really nice reward before she would crack. She wouldn't tell us the numbers unless I promised to whip her with this nasty little friend of yours, right in front of her friends no less. I was hoping maybe we could ask the other two to confirm they'd like to see her be the next one whipped before we do it, but she really does deserve her big reward, Boss. Unless of course she lied."<br><br>And he continued stroking that bare, lucious thigh, teasing at the whip lodged inside her, knowing she could feel it moving painfully inside her, and making sure she was constantly aware of what exactly was going to be used on her.&nbsp; And of course he was still grinning.&nbsp; He couldn't believe he was actually getting paid to do this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 11:54:13</strong>
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				When Mordecai had entered the room, he knew things weren’t going well in the other room. Maybe the boss bitch thought she was getting out of this one and didn’t want to give up the codes. If so, she had a higher opinion of the law than he did. When he’d gone on about Maddy playing it mum, he wasn’t surprised, and even sighed a bit. When he finally got to Suzy Q, and took off her clothes, Jonesy could only grin. The guy had a flair from the dramatic, that was for sure.<br><br>This only got more interesting when Suzy tried to move and beg the boss bitch at the same time. Comedy and tragedy wrapped in one tight package. When she looked to him, he only shook his head and put on his best unfortunate face “We have to push her for those codes, Suzy Q. We need them. Obviously we thought Mandy Lu would be enough but…well…she’s proving to be a bit more stubborn in there” He stroked her hair and stroked her hair. When she screamed, he leaned in close “Shhhhh…shhhhhh…it won’t take long. Frank can be real efficient when he wants to be. Don’t give him a reason not to be.” <br><br>As Frank spoke, Jonesy nodded with him “Faith can be such a comfort in hard times, Frank.” Someone who didn’t know him any better would have felt he was sincere with that statement, and he made especially sure to hold Cassie down as Frank did his work “Don’t squirm…squirming hurts more” he said in between her screams. He doubted she heard him on that island of pain she was on. It must be excruciating, especially the knife being reintroduced to iodine after each cut. When Frank was finished, he nodded back at the guy, quite impressed with the job he did on both of them. He could have been a doctor in another life, that was for sure.<br><br>He heard Suzy Q mutter and shook his head slowly “Ole Frank came out the box with everything he needed…I don’t think a heart was one of those things. Me, on the other hand…well…I feel for you, baby. Why should you both have to suffer for the hollow posturing of someone else?” He lifted her head so he could see her eyes “Things are going to get a lot worse before they get better, if she doesn’t hand those codes over. Mordecai’s going to ask for more work, and Frank is more than happy to put in for it because…well, honestly, I just can’t bring myself to cut you. It’s too cruel, and I’m sorry you had to go through that. I’ll make sure nothing else happens like that unless it comes from the man himself, okay? Let’s just hope together that she cooperates this time”<br><br>That being said, he began to give her slow, caring kisses on her forehead, being very careful not to brush against the art she now carried as property of the ranch. He caressed her slowly as Toni’s favorite tune played loudly behind him. The screams were getting a little hoarse though. “Hey Frank!” he screamed to be heard over Toni “These girls might need another drink. Whaddaya say, huh? I got the last one!” He gave his best winning smile to the guy. He didn’t know what he liked, but if a bitch was going to scream, he wanted it as pure as possible, and you couldn’t get that right pitch with a hoarse throat.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 16:01:09</strong>
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				Cassie felt a strange calmness to have Jonesy near. He wasn't as horrible as Frank was, and he was actually trying to comfort her through all the evil that was being done to her. He comforted her and soothed her, making her feel that he really was there for her, that maybe he was only following orders and he had no choice. Maybe they had something on him, and were blackmailing him into doing this. Whatever it was, Jonesy was definitely playing mind games, twisting her thoughts to believe he was&nbsp; the "good guy" in all of this.&nbsp; She nodded to him, he wasn't going to let anyone else hurt her that way. Then he kissed her forehead, like a father does to a scared child, and she settled somewhat, the pain still flowing through her body. Cassie believed, that with Jonesy there to "protect" her, everything would be ok. She didn't know how wrong she would end up being. He was playing her like a fine tuned instrument, and she was none the wiser for it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 16:26:30</strong>
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				<strong>Helen - Doctor Bitch</strong><br><br>When Mordecai swept out of the room, ignoring her Helen didn't move.&nbsp; She looked at the two women and got to her feet.&nbsp; She approached the one on the saw horse first.&nbsp; She had to admit that Frank did good work, the wound was nicely stitched, not as she would have done it, but still it was neat.&nbsp; <br><br>"If I may Sirs, I am going to attend to the property." She said to both the men, her tone suitably humble, she didn't look at either of them, her gaze down.&nbsp; Helen had had her manners beaten into her.<br><br>Moving to Toni she checked it for any of the danger signs, then she looked at the girl's face.&nbsp; "I am Doctor Bitch, I belong to Mordecai" she told her, "I'm going to give you an antibiotic shot for the art work" she told her, knowing that Frank and Jonsey would allow her to do this, she was the Doctor after all, she looked after the ranch's property, and these new ones needed her care.<br><br>She opened her bag, and took out two syringes and a bottle of clear fluid.&nbsp; "This is just to keep infections at bay, you'll have three shots a day for the next week" she had already added a little amount of analgesic to the drug, it would just take the edge off the art work.&nbsp; She drew up the two syringes and then injected Toni.&nbsp; She didn't hurt her, she wanted the girls to feel at least someone understood and cared.&nbsp; Even if she couldn't do much.&nbsp; She then rubbed some antiseptic cream very gently into the breasts and then smiled, "dint fight them" she whispered, moving away.<br><br>She walked to Cassie, "I'm going to give you some anti biotics, as I said to that one" she said to Cassie, feeling so sorry for the girls.&nbsp; She slipped the needle into her arm, injecting the pain relief and the antibiotic.&nbsp; "There, I'll visit you three times a day, this will help" she told her, and then gently rubbed the cream into her breasts.&nbsp; Then she stepped away, "please Sirs, if you feel the bitches have any signs of infection call me, I am hear to make sure they are fit and healthy for their use and training." She said to them, then she closed her bag and left, making her way to the next room.&nbsp; She knocked, entered and then knelt in the corner.&nbsp; She didn't speak, if he wanted her to speak he would ask her too.&nbsp; Until he did, she remained silent.<br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni starred at the woman who came in, she wore a really thick collar, her face was pretty, evidence of bruises across her cheeks.&nbsp; She knew she must be property, like they were.&nbsp; She spoke to her softly, and Toni was glad there was at least medical care.&nbsp; She watched the needle go in, felt the slight coolness as the drug entered her system.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, feeling the pain slightly numb quite quickly, had there been something else in that injection.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you" she said softly, her voice a whisper.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy hated him.&nbsp; The Reverend was pure evil and she knew he was going to do things to her she had never imagined.&nbsp; She felt him rubbing the hard, rough handle of the whip across her sex and she clamped her mouth shut.&nbsp; She was not going to scream, not yet.&nbsp; She felt it positioned at her entrance and was relieved he left it there.&nbsp; &nbsp;But she trembled when she saw the knife.&nbsp; She gulped, she knew he would enjoy hurting her, she knew her time would come.&nbsp; The nails were painful now, digging into her, it hurt everytime she moved.<br><br>She held her breath as he cut her underwear from her.&nbsp; She could see his excitement and that made her feel sick.&nbsp; Perverted bastard, so many memories flooded her mind.&nbsp; So many things she had tried to forget.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and then felt him grab the whip and she jumped, she had a very bad feeling about this.&nbsp; When he spoke she felt relief, at least she had saved them that, but they would still hate her, and she couldn't blame them, she hated herself right now.&nbsp; "You fucking sick and twisted bastard" she hissed at him, her eyes burning with loathing for him.&nbsp; If she could get that knife, she would stick it in his guts, she would have him whimpering in pain.&nbsp; But that was not about to happen.&nbsp; <br><br>Then he raped her with the handle of the whip.&nbsp; her sex, untouched for so many years was suddenly spread and the hard, rough handle worked into her.&nbsp; She cried softly, the pain shooting through her.&nbsp; She didn't scream, but she cried, it hurt and she knew she would be left to last.&nbsp; They would enjoy making sure the girls thought she had betrayed them.&nbsp; Bastards, fucking fucking cunts.<br><br>She saw Mordecai enter and wondered if any of the men working for him knew the depths of depravity that flowed in that mind.&nbsp; She did, she knew.&nbsp; And that terrified her.&nbsp; She gulped as he spoke, "you sick fuck, you always were the worst.&nbsp; You don't deserve to breath the same air as they do" she hissed at him, her eyes burning.&nbsp; Mordecai scared her in a way no other did. It was a deep, dark fear, one that made you cold and wish he would just ignore you.&nbsp; She heard him ask Rev about the codes and the Rev reply.&nbsp; &nbsp;These two were so alike, Mordecai had found a good apprentice it seemed.&nbsp; She heard the talk of the whipping she was going to receive and she knew she was in for a world of pain.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 16:51:49</strong>
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				Frank nodded and left Toni alone for now. He collected the cups and exited the room for a bit. That was a good thing since using his knife like that made him want to do more. It created an itch for him that didn't seem to go away anytime soon. He actually shuddered in pleasure as he filled two cups with water. The image of creating a design (http://imgur.com/iUgEY.jpg) to replace the cunts' pubic hair had filtered through his mind. However, that was up to the Boss. Frank had a feeling that the cutting was over for today. He'd mention the idea to the Boss after the bitches were bedded down for the night. Whistling, he came back into the room and handed Jonesy one of the cups.&nbsp; Tilting Toni's head up so she wouldn't drown, he slowly watered his bitch. He placed his knee under her head so he could use his hand to caress her forehead.<br><br>"That's such a good girl, Toni. You're doing so well," he soothed. "The last bitch I tried this on fainted on me. Her pussy was too sore to be used for a few days since I whipped the hell out of it. That didn't stop me from using it though. The Boss sold her a few days before we acquired you. She wasn't good enough to keep. But, you, my darling bitch, I think I'm going to ask the Boss if I can keep you around."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 17:41:01</strong>
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				Cassie still shuddered even though the woman was there to help her. She felt the needle go in, and her body began to ease, the pain now dulled, Cassie finally felt some relief from all the pain. As the nurse rubbed the cream on, Cassie felt the dull pressure, and it began to hurt somewhat again, she was just glad when it was allover and done with. She actually felt bad for the nurse- how long had she been there? Cassie vowed not to get broken like that, to cower to those men like a slave, she would not demean herself that way. She would never ever crawl for a man, Never!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 03:50:30</strong>
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				The Reverend had brought the rain. It was on the pad next to the laptop. Mordecai did not move his hands to the key board. He did not wish to rush forward like he did not give a damn about anything but the money.&nbsp; <br><br>He didn't care much about the money really.&nbsp; His priorities were the men, the bitches, the ranch to include the animals, and then Doctor Bitch. The money was a means to get what he enjoyed in life. What he enjoyed in life was not pay back or revenge. He was beyond that.<br><br>Mordecai McCallahan was a connoisseur of pain. Sadly Mordecai had been born centuries too late and in the wrong country. In his heart, well okay, he did not get one this time around but if he did, he knew he was a Depraved, French Noble Libertarian.<br>Mordecai listened intently to the Reverend's request. But his eyes were steady on the whip and it's implications. If the man had been gay Mordecai was so excited he would have fucked him right there.&nbsp; Not that Mordecai swung, but he all but swooned with the artwork of guys like the Reverend and the strong men in the other room. <br><br>"Well, let me get to work then," Mordecai said calm and in no hurry he began to tap the key strokes. <br><br>The men in the next room bonding with their bitches. The Reverend had not had the opportunity and he would. But a little later than perhaps the Rev wished.<br><br>As for Doctor Bitch, she was in her place. He didn't have to turn to know she was very aware of his mood. He wondered how wet she was thinking about that whip.<br><br>Mordecai glanced over at the Rev knowing the man would need something to hold him off.&nbsp; "Reverend, there's a pink thumb size vibrator about two inches long in that drawer. It's on a long thin chain. I wonder if you can find a use for it while I work and Maddy sits on the horrible nails heads waiting to assist me?"<br><br>"I would be happy to pip the sounds of orgasm into the next room." Mordecai asked, "What do you think?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 05:17:27</strong>
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				The Reverend smiled with pride, drinking in the way the Boss seemed to be treating him -- the new guy -- with respect.&nbsp; He gave the whip he'd shoved up the bitch's cunt a happy little twist, just wanting to make her squeal and drive herself onto the nails a bit harder as a way of celebrating how happy this made him.&nbsp; He nodded at the Boss's, suggestion...well, the Boss was polite enough to phrase it as a suggestion in front of the bitch, but somehow the way he said it he didn't think it wise to ever take anything the man said as anything but an order.&nbsp; Fortunately, the man's mind didn't seem to live in a gutter too far from his own, and he was more than happy to comply.&nbsp; "You bet Boss.&nbsp; I think our bitch here has been very helpful, and she deserves a nice loud orgasm as a reward, so her friends can hear it too.&nbsp; I'm sure her friends would love to hear her cum, while they are suffering."<br><br>The Reverend twisted the whip handle roughly, now jerking it out of her, not particularly concerned if it is was painful to her.&nbsp; Well, in fact, he was concerned, and it was painful, so all was right with the Reverend's world.&nbsp; "But, I must say, I hope the bitch finds a little politeness in her or I'm going to have to add to her whipping later.&nbsp; She never even thanked me for letting her cunt hold the whip handle.&nbsp; And it's too late now. Open wide bitch, open that pretty mouth for me. I need you to hold the whip for me."&nbsp; He pinched her nose shut so she couldn't breath without opening her mouth as he was demanding, slapping her tits roughly as she tried to twist her head away, "No silly bitch, you don't have a choice, hold still." and he kept at it, slapping her and pinching her nose shut until her mouth was open and gasping for breath, and then he worked the whip handle in between her lips, past her teeth, just the way he had jammed it into her cunt minutes before. He could see her eyes wide, but he forced it deeper, the leather covered wooden handle thick, like the Reverend's cock at this point.&nbsp; He stopped only when she started to gag, not needing to shove the whip down her throat. That pleasure he thought best reserved for later. He pulled it back just a fraction of a centimeter, and stroked her soft black hair. "That's a good girl, don't drop it now!"<br><br>He moved across the room as he watched the Boss examining the results on the screen as he keyed in the codes.&nbsp; Opening the top drawer revealed a treasure trove of wonders that made the Reverend gasp with delight.&nbsp; A slew of clamps, with and without spikes, dildoes, electrical cables and leads, needles and rings of varying lengths and thicknesses, more than he could even imagine in one drawer, but not the pink thing. He closed that one and looked in the next one down, and there he found it.&nbsp; He pulled it out, slammed the drawer shut, unable to stop his mind from wandering over the ideas of the other drawer's contents, but first things first. Back to the bitch, vibrator in hand.<br><br>He put his hand on her thigh as soon as he was back to her, loving the firm smooth feeling of her leg muscles, wondering to himself if it was yoga, or jogging, or swimming that kept this woman so fit.&nbsp; He'd have to find new ways to exercise her so she stayed toned and desirable while she was being trained, and that brought another smile to his face.&nbsp; He could see her face, the look in her eyes, as her mouth held the whip handle that had just been in her cunt, and that would soon be used on her naked body.&nbsp; The Reverend nodded, and now gently worked the nice vibrator between her soft lips, nestling it gently up into her, pushing it in, deeper and deeper, until it was fully buried in her.&nbsp; The vibrator's path into the bitch's cunt had not been as difficult as he expected, and he slapped her leg, "You must be enjoying this a lot cunt, from the feel of that vibrator slipping up into you! Damn, we don't want the thing just sliding out of your wet cunt though." To be sure, he took the length of chain attached to the exposed end of the vibrator and tugged it upward, bringing the end up to where the strands of the whip were dangling from the few inches of whip handle not pushed into her mouth, and wrapped the chain around the whip handle. "There, that'll keep ya plugged and happy!" and the Reverend stepped back to admire his work.&nbsp; <em>So damn sexy like that, the look of pain and confusion</em> he thought to himself, and couldn't help touching himself just a little from the sight of the bitch, all strapped in and plugged up and helpless.<br><br>"Good lord woman, I almost forgot, why the hell didn't you remind me?" The Reverend stepped forward and gave her another slap, this time to her other thigh so she would have matching red marks. "That's for not reminding me!&nbsp; I forgot to turn this thing on!" and he turned a little knob on the remote in his hand, putting it to the first dial setting, and then the second, slowly driving the vibrator faster and faster in the poor cunt's pussy, hoping the vibrator was like those Spinal Tap amps: that it goes to 11.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 00:41:41</strong>
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				The codes. Mordecai tapped the keys of the lap top and listened to the happy dialogue of the Reverend.&nbsp; There was nothing better than hearing man enjoy his work. <br><br>Maddy was a lovely piece of work. Possibly when the Reverend had finished with her she would do very nicely here at the ranch as a permanent fixture. If the Reverend stayed on she would be his. When he left it would be hard to sell her to the man. After all Maddy and he went way back. They had history. She was the reason he was here.<br><br>A different web page came up on the screen. He could tell it was encrypted. His fingers stroked the keys deftly. <br><br><br>He could feel Helen nearby in her corner.&nbsp; The tension was unmistakable. She had been something he trained to his exact tastes over a period of years not months. There was no doubt that she belong to him and no doubt she was not broken. Not in the usual way one thinks of broken. <br><br>The hidden values began to reveal themselves. He toggle the stripper program to run silently in the background and hoped he timed it so it was just ahead of the malware sweep. <br><br>Frank was a rare addition to the family De Sade. An artist with a cutting edge. A surgeon of pain. He deserved about three Toni's. Before their operation moved to the Caribbean&nbsp; Mordecai made a note to point Frank in the direction of several others for everyone's pleasure.&nbsp; He figured Frank would keep the original for himself.<br><br>The site requested the access prompts. He keyed each letter carefully while the light on the hard drive with the stripper program chugged merrily on and off. Technology is a beautiful thing.<br><br>Jonesy was the glue that pulled this Heist all together. He had somehow managed to keep this boyish caring good guy front unmarked. He sounded so sincere. He was the young man old ladies would trust with the keys to their car and their check books. When he found Jonesy doing small time hits on social security accounts door to door in the Wealthy Retirement Communities he knew he had to give this man a starring role in this Heist. <br><br>The web page changed. It said loading and the animated green color began to slip across the long bar. The counter under it read 30%. Mordecai sat straight watching. Come one baby install!<br><br>"Reverend?" Mordecai spoke, he wanted to hear that bitch start to moan before he disable the mute so everyone next door could hear his announcement.<br><br>"Where's the moaning in pleasure?" He asked matter of factly. <br><br>He rested his elbow on the counter watching. The next few seconds would tell him everything. Payday or drop off into oblivion. His chin resting against his fingers as he waited. It read 35%.<br><br>Mordecai toggle the com and put on the head set. His voice calm and pleasant as it came into the next room. "Everyone comfy in there?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 04:40:55</strong>
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				Frank checked the time and realized it was time to shift his canvas. Toni had been upside down too long. First, he undid one wrist shackle and retied it to the same leg her other wrist was secured to. He did the same for her legs but on the opposite leg. Next, he untied the two limbs he hadn't moved already and then pushed and pulled her body until she laid lengthwise along the sawhorse. With her body supported by the sawhorse, he secured her two free arms to the two sawhorse legs that didn't have limbs already attached. He snagged a chair and set it next to the sawhorse so his hand could rest comfortably on her snatch.<br><br>"Hey, this doesn't feel right," he said as he ran his fingers through Toni's bush. "Oh, I know, there's hair that shouldn't be there. Don't worry, girl, I'll take care of that for you."<br><br>Frank began to idly pluck individual hairs out of her bush. He pulled them fast but waited a few seconds between each pluck to make sure the pain didn't become one big pain. When the hairs became too short, he grabbed a pair of needle-nosed pliers and resumed his task.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 22:37:03</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy watched the way the Rev seemed to preen at what Mordecai said to him.&nbsp; She was sickened by the sycophant.&nbsp; What an arsehole, he really was a brown nosed little fuck.&nbsp; She glared at him as he seemed to gloat around her.&nbsp; Her heart sunk either further when Mordecai mentioned the vibrator.&nbsp; He was a real piece of work and she knew he would force her orgasm just to give the girls another reason to hate her.&nbsp; She felt her world totally cracking, slipping away from her as he cleverly manipulated every chance he got to drive a bigger wedge between the three friends.<br><br>She cried out softly as he jerked the whip from her, tearing at the delicate lining of her pussy and making her fear what would finally happen to her when he was allowed to enjoy her in the way he obviously wanted too.&nbsp; She could see the erection he was sporting, and that flooded her system with fear.&nbsp; She was going to be beaten worse than those girls would realise.&nbsp; Mordecai was leaving her to last. He was going to enjoy hurting her terribly.&nbsp; <br><br>The whip handle was forced into her mouth, she could taste herself, she hated the fact she was growing wetter.&nbsp; She watched as he moved to the cupboard, pulling out a drawer, she could only imagine what was in there, things to cause pain and suffering.&nbsp; She watched as he closed one drawer and opened another, removing the vibrator.&nbsp; She gulped as he returned to her, his eyes showing the pleasure he was getting from this.&nbsp; His hands were almost proprietorial over her, as if it was his right to touch her in this way.&nbsp; She couldn't hold back the groan when he pushed it into her.&nbsp; She was glad he wasn't focusing on her clit, she knew she came harder, quicker if her clit was stimulated.&nbsp; Her pussy had never been very sensitive.&nbsp; She couldn't let him beat her, she wouldn't cum, she couldn't not if she was going to beat this pricks and show them she was stronger than they thought.&nbsp; As long as they didn't work on her clit she would be fine.&nbsp; But it felt good and she was getting wetter.&nbsp; She knew this would get to her, she knew she would give into the pain if they continued, she couldn't help it, her body just reacted to it.&nbsp; She hated the Rev, the way he talked, slapped and just treated her.&nbsp; She hated him and hoped to one day get the chance to shove the fucking dildo up his arse.&nbsp; She felt sick as he touched himself, making it obvious how he was feeling.&nbsp; Fucking prick..<br><br>Then he turned it on and she groaned, closing her eyes as the vibrations buzzed through her and made her body tremble against the nails.&nbsp; The vibrations increased in strength.&nbsp; Thank God he wasn't using it on her clit.&nbsp; Thank the Lord for that small thing.<br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br><br>She took the drink and was amazed at the words that seemed to tumble from his mouth.&nbsp; He was actually being nice.&nbsp; She was stunned, the words rippled through her, making her look at him wide eyed.&nbsp; “Thank..thank you Master”she whispered to him softly, her voice trembling slightly.&nbsp; He scared her so much, but inside, deep inside she was confused by her feelings, by the way he actually made her feel.&nbsp; She hated him, but....she was growing aroused.&nbsp; Was she some sick freak as well?<br><br>|Toni's breasts weren't hurting so much as he moved her position.&nbsp; She whimpered in pain, her arms and legs sore and stiff.&nbsp; She watched him, her eyes hopeless, her body already broken, the bruises standing out bright against her pale skin.&nbsp; She was shaking hard, her breasts throbbed gently, always there reminding her of the marks cut so brutally into her.&nbsp; But even as she had been screaming her pussy had gotten wet.&nbsp; She had no idea what that meant.&nbsp; She was just very wet with a strange feeling in her belly.<br><br>His fingers stroked her mons and she saw him look at her, heard the words and just knew what was coming.&nbsp; She yelped as he pulled out the hairs one by one, causing a ripple of raw pain with each one.<br><br>She wasn't sure what was happening to her but as he started on her with the pliers she suddenly felt an intense wave of such pleasure hit her she screamed out, writhing.&nbsp; “Oooooooooooo ooooooooo fuck yes, yes please...I don't know what's happening, but please Master, I like you hurting me” she told him through the crashing waves, the orgasm hitting her fast and hard...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 00:39:48</strong>
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				Jonesy had allowed Doctor Bitch to do her thing, and made sure he got an eyeful of her as she worked. Mordecai knew how to pick em, that’s for sure. How did the story go? Tons of money sewing people up, before she got introduced to the world. Now she’s a good girl that does what she’s told. Yeah…and on top of all that, she still does most of the caring for their…precious cargo. Pussy and Profit savings. Mordecai, you big balled fuck.<br><br>When Frank came back with the water, he accepted the cup with a good natured wink. The guy was a damn artist…bona fide…no questions from the peanut gallery. He had certain…aspirations for his sweet Suzy Q, after her tour of duty. Maybe he’d commission him to cook a little something special for him later on. He’d have to give it a think. In the meanwhile, he made sure that Suzy got another little drink. Not so much this time, he had a feeling she’d need most of it later. “There you go, Suzy…” he said soothingly “That’s my sweetie”<br><br>Damn if he wasn’t going to fuck the shit out of this girl. He was going to need a mirror…something…just to watch the look on her face as he plows her fit to harvest!<br><br>His eyes, however, showed nothing but care for her well-being. That actually was half correct. He needed her alive, because he didn’t fuck corpses. He needed her to trust him, so he could take advantage of her. Pink Floyd’s “Dogs” came to mind as he placed the cup near-by, and he smiled to himself <em>’you’ve got to be able, to pick out the easy meat, with your eye closed…’</em> Damn if they didn’t have that right. He and his Suzy Q were like Goldilocks and the Three Fucking Bears. Mandy Lu was too soft…the smart bitch too hard…but his darling Suzy Q. Oh my, but was she just right.<br><br>He’d watched Frank in action as he shifted Mandy Lu around. The man knew his way around this shit, and he was quite sure he didn’t want to have to have a heart-to-heart with him in anything that included being tied the fuck down. Maybe poker…yeah…poker sounds just fine. He’d watched as the guy did a little landscaping the hard way and sighed as he leaned his head on Suzy’s “Poor Mandy Lu…” he said, until later on he’d seen her getting into it, and then suddenly engrossed. It was quite a show, and left him feeling a little frisky. <br><br>With a lean, he whispered to Suzy as he palmed her pussy “I stand corrected…looks like Mandy Lu’s having the time of her life…” he massaged her sex slowly and watched her a bit before Mandy’s crescendo, to see how she was taking it all. Did watching turn her on…just what kind of freak was his pretty little Suzy Q?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 01:19:39</strong>
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				Cassie was more than grateful Jonesy when he gave her another drink. Her breasts were throbbing with a dull pain now, and she still trembled in fear of what was going to happen. She saw the look in his eyes, it was caring. She knew that he was going to take care of her no matter what the other beasts did to her. She was convinced that yeah, he still had to rape her, but only because he was following orders. No way would he do those horrible things if he was on his own. He had her so played with his "sincerity". <br><br>When Cassie heard what Frank was going to do to Toni, she began to shake. That Frank was a monster. Guess he wanted to finish what he started back at the bank. Casssie heard the whimpers coming from Toni and she almost yelled at Frankz. That was until she heard Toni's words, begging for more. What the hell? She had to be acting, no way Toni would be enjoying it, and then she called Frank "Master"! Toni's mind and spirit were certainly not in the right place, she could not believe her ears. This was horrible. <br><br>Cassie still resisted. She felt Jonesy touch her sex, and jerked her body. "She's confused! Look at what he did to her. He's twisted her mind." Cassie didn't like it one bit as Joney's fingers stroked her, but her body was betraying her. She was getting wet from his touch. "Stop Jonesy, please I'm begging you, don't touch me there." Cassie bit her lip - her mind was saying "no", but her body told a whole other story.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 02:42:55</strong>
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				Frank, always ahead of the pack.&nbsp; A regular Van Gogh.<br><br>Mordecai looked up from the laptop. The headset gave him audio that the interview room didn't have. His hand reached for the plug and he pulled it from the control panel.<br><br>Toni's scream loud and clear to everyone. <br><br>“Oooooooooooo ooooooooo fuck yes, yes please...I don't know what's happening, but please Master, I like you hurting me” <br><br>Only then did Mordecai glance over at his slut Helen. Doctor Bitch should be allowed to enjoy this particular melody. Yes, it was also for Reverend and Maddy but it was particularly geared toward his slut. Driving another nail in the coffin for tonight. He wondered how damn wet she was. How much she hated him now. And it was still afternoon, albeit late afternoon. The night had yet begun.<br><br>The bitches would be caged tonight. No food and water. They were on limited rations until they began to perform in a pleasing way for their trainers. That would be later of course. Very sad for them. Tonight was take it out on Maddy. Just one happy little event to enforce the split among them.&nbsp; <br><br>The team could enjoy Helen tonight if they didn't want to fuck their bitches before they were packed up for bed. He didn't care. Helen would do as she was told and then find him later. The cold turkey and the use without relief would be enough to throw her right into a tail spin. <br><br>The Ting.&nbsp; Mordecai turned back to the laptop. His eyes rapidly moving across the screen.&nbsp; Oh crap, he thought it just wasn't about Maddy anymore the fucking banker bitches!!<br><br>The bank had set up access for this particular site requiring both banking ladies simultaneous provide authorization the release of information.&nbsp; <br><br>This was the Big Kahuna... The key to the back door of the stock and bonds, the trading side of the bank. <br><br>The MOTHER LOAD. <br><br>It wasn't as calm as he liked. It was controlled. It was urgent and excited. Because they were that close. Ninety five seconds close to all the bells and whistles tumbling exactly in place. <br><br>Mordecai was reaching to plug in the headsets as he asked urgently, "Reverend I need Maddy's favorite town. Get it for me in 93 seconds."<br><br>"Jonesy!!" Mordecai called into the head set, "Jonesy!! I need you're bitch to tell you her favorite flower!!&nbsp; Get it for me in 89 seconds!!"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 20:46:14</strong>
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				The Reverend was enjoying the bitch's little squirms and squeaks, the way her body was resisting the pain of the nails and the pleasure of the vibrator at the same time. He wasn't pushing the dial too fast, didn't want her to cum all at once. He wanted her to have plenty of time to see it coming.&nbsp; To fight it and resist it. To know her friends would hear her sounds, the groans and little moans, knowing perfectly well what they were thinking, and not be able to stop him.&nbsp; And then, when she was sweating, when she looked soft and wet and ripe, he'd give her that little extra something, right where the girls always seemed to like it.&nbsp; And then everything she'd fought against and resisted, the humiliation of losing control of her own pleasure, even when it meant the hatred of her friends, it would all come crashing down on her in an ecstatic tidal wave, and he'd make sure the microphones captured every last whimpering breath.<br><br>She was a few minutes in and he was loving the way her hips moved because of the thing buzzing away inside her, the way she couldn't guard herself entirely from the simple pleasure it brought. And then the loud gasps, the groans, as each of those little movements settled her down just a little bit more on the nails, maybe poking her about in a thigh, maybe against her back, or right in the tender cheeks of her ass -- it depended on which way her pleasure made her body move in that moment. He was loving it, and he could tell she knew perfectly well exactly how much he loved it, that was part of the point.&nbsp; He made a particularly lewd gesture and cranked it up a few more notches for her, and laughed as she jerked helplessly and cried out softly, unable to stay silent from it all.<br><br>But the Boss interrupted his playtime, his voice sounding very urgent. He needed information and he needed it now.&nbsp; Hmmmm.<br><br>"Ok sweet cunt," he cooed, playing as much for the microphones as for the gasping bitch strapped down in front of him.&nbsp; "I know this feels sooooo good." And he turned the knob a little more to give the vibrator another little surprising burst of activity, so the sounds of her body reacting to both the pleasure and the inevitable painful result would be quite obvious to any and all who were listening. He grinned evilly at her.&nbsp; Now he moved behind her, so she couldn't even see him by turning her head. He could see her shoulders moving as she breathed, the little breaths and gasps, the light jerks of her body as she struggled to pull herself first off one little nail digging deeper, only to drive herself harder onto another.<br><br>He leaned forward, his fingers brushing her hair aside on her shoulder, bringing his lips right to her ear, grazing her earlobe as he whispered to her softly enough that only she could hear, "give it to us now, or your clit is going to get the full treatment, do you understand bitch?"&nbsp; <br><br>He licked her neck and nibbled at her throat, then back to her ear, "I'll make you squeal like you're having the fuck of your life and make you beg for it if I have to, unless you give us the information right... fucking... now" He turned the dial another notch, licked his fingers, and reached around with his hand, between her legs, letting his fingertips gently brush her clit, once, twice, ensuring she had no doubt that he knew exactly where to find it. "Don't disappoint me, sweet bitch," he whispered again, and then pressed downward on her thigh with that roving hand before tweaking her clit another time, and then again, his teeth and lips back on the soft smooth skin of her neck, nibbling and biting gently, then moving on to taste the slightly sweaty flavor of her shoulder next.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:58:52</strong>
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				Maddy's body was being expertly played and she could do nothing but go with it.&nbsp; She hated it, hated him.&nbsp; She didnt want to let these feelings build in her, but she had no choice, her body was heated up, stroked so cleverly she was moaning and groaning even as she tried to fight the feelings.&nbsp; But she couldnt.&nbsp; It was no good, she was tired, her body exhausted.&nbsp; She couldnt hold the orgasm at bay that he was forcing out of her.&nbsp; She heard Mordecai, knew what he wanted and she bit her lip to keep from speaking.<br><br>Closing her eyes she ignored the two men, but she couldnt ignore the touch, the way she was growing so much hotter.&nbsp; She whimpered and then cried out as she felt him tease her, touching, his voice a whisper.&nbsp; She was losing, she was losing the battle.&nbsp; The girls would hate her, she couldnt imagine what they might do to her.&nbsp; She felt the vibrator move up a notch and she whimpered louder, moving on the chair, feeling the pain from the nails as she was forced even further along the pain trail...<br><br>A town?&nbsp; What did he want....then she knew.&nbsp; He was so close, this was the final hurdle.&nbsp; She felt her orgasm building, and she knew she was lost.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and sobbed softly, even as she continued to moan in pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>"Its Baltimore, the town, Baltimore." She told them, tears falling from her eyes and falling down her cheeks.&nbsp; <br><br>Outside the sun was almost gone, there was no moon tonight. It was going to be dark, unfriendly night...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 06:07:27</strong>
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				Jonesy watched, his attention split between the wonderful show Frank was giving with the pleasurable help of his assistant, Mandy Lu, and the oh-so-cute mindset of his Suzy Q. Man…he didn’t think they made them like her anymore. She was digging it, and her sweet body told him so. He nodded at her explanation that Frank had twisted the girl’s mind, which in all honesty was probably the stone truth, but it wouldn’t be the same unless he could skew her view of things “Maybe he’s finally just letting out what was there all along, Suzy…kinda like this…”<br><br>He held his hand up for her to see, and his fingers were undeniably wet “I don’t think you want me to stop…not really. You’re just down on yourself because you think that all of this is wrong.” He put his hand back to work on her and shook his head “But it feels so right, doesn’t it? But that’s only because your body is waiting for the main event. Can’t do that, though. Not until it’s time. He fondled her for a while yet, until the voice of Mordecai came through the room, requesting Suzy Q’s favorite flower.<br><br>“Oh, now there’s a nice question, isn’t it? Would you care to share, Suzy?” Two fingers slid in her this time, and he began to add a little pressure to the sides of her sex each time he pushed his fingers in “What’s your favorite flower? I’ll even get them to grow them here if they don’t already” He learned forward slightly, to breathe with her as she did. His fingers moved on their own time now, and he concentrated on helping her get a little more comfortable…a little more into the proper mindset, to be a willing and able mind that he could open at will.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 11:36:00</strong>
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				Cassie turned three shades of red when Jonesy showed her his fingers. It wasn't right that her body felt good, not at least at the hands of her kidnapper. But Cassie bad never been touched before, and Jonesy was the first to do so. "No Jonesy it isn't right, please I want you to stop.", she whispered softly.Cassie held on as long as she could, she didn't want to like it, not with him, not with any of them. They were cruel men, and her mind knew what he was trying to do, to break down her resistance, but indeed her body wanted more.<br><br>She didn't have to wait long, as he slipped two fingers in, she stifled a whimper, she couldn't let him know that it did feel good. It wasn't supposed to, he was her captor, she wasn't supposed to feel good, she was supposed to fear and hate him, but his mind games and now his fingers inside her made it so hard to resist. "Lilac, Jonesy," she whispered again, only because if she raised her voice any louder, she would have probably let out a moan that would have been music to his ears. Cassie bit her lip hard, the things he was doing to her, made her lightly pant, and squirm, he knew he had her, just by the look she gave him. That look of innocence betrayed. That look of "Yes Jonesy, please more, but do't let anyone know I want it." It was just so hard to resist his touch, he had been so 'nice' to her, maybe it wasn't such a bad thing that he made her feel this way, she just didn't want everyone to know she was giving into him, like Toni had done to Frank, like Maddy was giving in, Cassie was just so embarrassed to admit what her body really wanted right now, and that was for Jonesy to take her and make her his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 14:49:44</strong>
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				Jonesy had cocked an eyebrow when she told him his ministrations didn’t feel right. Ridiculous. He had drops falling from his wrist that the dry floor swallowed in earnest. He only smiled to her then, not bothering to answer. His hand working should have been answer enough, just as her body’s attempts to guide his hand to her sweet spots should have been hers. <em>’What a dirty girl…and she sounds so light. So very good.’ </em> <br><br>He was going to make her mouth catch up with her body, but he was going to make himself work for it. After all, how many times does a person get to see a flower fully bloom? The exact moment where all the growth, beauty, and toil converged to outstretched petals of the prettiest colors. Oh yeah…that’s his moment. That’s food for his soul. When she’d whispered Lilac, he smiled and nuzzled her gently as his hand worked “Thank you Suzy. You’ve been such a good girl for me. I’ll make sure Mordecai knows how much you’ve been cooperating”<br><br>He’d lifted his head to be more in view of the window “She likes Lilacs, boss!”. His assignment done, he now had ample time to work on his darlin’ Suzy. When she’d looked at him with those eyes…his cargo pants had only grown tighter against him. This was to be his show, and his show alone. Jonesy made a quick show of looking around and making sure no one was watching, and stepped immediately into Frank’s field of vision. No doubt the cameras could still pick up what was happening, but they’d never see her eyes. Not like him. <br><br>He moved just a little closer. Too close would only make his hand feel awkward inside of her, but he had a good distance going, and used his free hand to hold her head just along the curve of her scalp. He felt the still silky tresses of her hair as he gripped her firmly, making sure she couldn’t look away from him. Then his hand worked her faster, still using just the two fingers. He refused to use more, as it would only ruin his surprise later. Her orgasm would be the appetizer, and her screams when he stretched her out would be his full course.<br><br>He watched her intently and nodded <em>’It’s okay…come for Daddy…that’s it’</em>. He could feel her body spasm every so often, and knew that one of those spasms was going to be hard…that was the one he wanted. He needed to see her eyes exactly when she went off like a Roman Candle.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 15:08:41</strong>
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				Cassie began to break down, his fingers hitting all the right places inside of her. She watched as he moved, blocking her view of everyone and vice versa. He was making it a 'private' moment between them. He was sparing her the embarrassment of everyone seeing her give in fully to him. Her heart raced, and her mind flooded with thoughts she shouldn't be having. <br><br>He looked into her eyes as his fingers made her feel better than she had ever been. Her body trembled and shook. Her muscles contracted over his fingers over and over as the pressure in her core mounted. She let out a quiet moan, it felt too good not to. Everything was silent between the two of them, but they had a <em>connection,</em> Cassie knew that now. His fingers stroked and petted her inside and it ended up being more than she could take. Cassie sharply gasped, her body tensed and she climaxed all over Jonesy's fingers, her cum dripping over his wrist and down to the floor. Her eyes never left his, he was training her and she didn't even realize it. She no longer had fear of him, she knew that he would tell the mastermind that she cooperated with her answers and that he would protect her from the others. Jonesy was the 'good guy' in her mind. Now he had made her cum for the first time, and the words slipped from her lips before she could think, "Thank you, please Jonesy kiss me." Cassie needed to taste those lips on hers, he had given her such a great gift, now it was time to give him one in return.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 22:55:31</strong>
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				Could it get any better, Mordecai thought as he typed in the pass recognition word Baltimore then the other word Lilac. The stripper was humming nicely in the background as indicated by the blinking tiny red led. It was home grown. <br><br>Mordecai had created it and programmed it himself. This was the first real application he had used. Everything had been a simulation using information to access private accounts from information he had taken off the net as people hit his site and shopped.<br><br>But this was big. This was going up against Network Admin folks with savvy. It was good that he was not a professional Hacker. He did not have a signature or a special little character or a mark he left behind on his targets. He refused to make a calling card. That was for amateurs and people begging for the attention of the FBI. <br><br>The FBI was like Freddy Kruger.&nbsp; Once they knew you were in their house it was best just to leave the country if you could.&nbsp; They were relentless.&nbsp; But Mordecai had a plan for that too. <br><br>So as he waited to see how deep he was in after he changed the pass codes and phrases then imported another manager's information to layer over Maddy's, which he had to admit might be considered clever. He had time to think about this current arrangement.<br><br>The girls next door were enjoying their first big clincher. <br><br>That fuckin little bitch on the horse was buckin those hips and screaming for more from Frank. That little pleasure ride would probably beg to get a beating before anyone fucked her and probably wouldn't be able to cum until Frank used her hard himself. The man was a Creative Genius.<br><br>What, three hours, a glass of water and watching another bitch get the crap tortured out of her and Jonesy there all over the X girl. In her ear encouraging without promising anything he couldn't or wouldn't deliver.&nbsp; That was the taste of evil so dark that it snuck up so quiet that by the time the victim thought something was wrong and turned to see which was to run, it was already too late. <br><br>There was Lilac tearing up the X while Jonesy serving her a dish of humiliation with his brand of behavioral psychology.&nbsp; The back of the X was tapping against the wall because she was slamming her hips into his hand so hard.&nbsp; Jonesy hadn't touched her once and she was begging to please him. The man was a regular fuckin Freud without the couch and ten years of how does that make you feel. <br><br>The last of the new arrivals in the interview room had her own issues.<br><br>Maddy sounded like a freight train. But that was the Reverend wasn't it. The man who could put religion on a road map and have a bitch slipping it inside her cunt so he would fuck the devil out of her.&nbsp; After of course he punished her for her sins.&nbsp; The man who knew how to make a bad bitch repent again and again.<br><br>Maddy had a few sins that required the Reverends touch, but first there was the obligatory throwing of the first stone.&nbsp; Or the first punch. Putting the cunts in together and letting the other two hammer Maddy.&nbsp; It had to be worked very carefully. So very carefully. <br><br>The stripper stopped humming. It ground to a stop. The access gate opened. It varified the new code changes and authorized the new updates. Mordecai leaned closer. Someone on the other side was making changes also. So everything was getting approved at a higher level and instantly. The Stripper hummed again like it was going to burn up and Mordecai realized the stripper was copying the final authority codes also. He clutched the table until his knuckles were white to keep from shootin his load. <br><br>YES!&nbsp; YES!!&nbsp; YES!!!<br><br>He counted to three silently and then clicked off the site. No trace. Now he could come back any time he wanted.&nbsp; And he would. Early in the morning when they ran their deposit updates. <br><br>He sighed heavily. Hit the start button and click shut down. His hand on his chin watching. Then he rubbed his face with his hand in resignation. He closed the lid slowly and groaned as he click the toggle for everyone to hear both ways.<br><br>"Well!"&nbsp; He let that hang in the air for both rooms.<br><br>"Most of us did our best.&nbsp; Frank your bitch did good to take what we had to give her to convince Maddy to talk.&nbsp; Jonesy your bitch gave up the information in a timely manner. I got the word in before time was up."<br><br>Mordecai let it sit there in the air for a few minutes more. Let the fingers point to Maddy without saying it's Maddy's fault.<br><br>"I don't know. It didn't go the way I expected. Maybe it was too late or the wrong word."&nbsp; He let it sink in without saying Maddy's fault. <br><br>"I'll give it another try in the morning." And he meant it.<br><br>&nbsp;"In the meantime everyone round up your bitch and put them all in cage # 2 so we get to one or all of them without opening more than once cage tonight. Make sure you chain their leash to the center ring on the floor of the cell."<br><br>Mordecai was hungry. The men probably were also. Eat first. Relax and talk about what was really going on and then watch the bitches take Maddy to task in cage #2 on the 40 inch HD TV in the main house. After they beat up Maddy or If they didn't beat her up then it would be time for all 3 men to take Maddy out of the cell and into the interrogation room for what the Reverend promised and so much more.<br><br>&nbsp;Happy Halloween bitches. Fright night has just begun.<br><br>&nbsp;"Questions?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 07:22:51</strong>
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				Frank grinned as his bitch came all over the sawhorse. So, his bitch was a pain slut, he thought to himself. She was going to find her limits with him, that was for certain. He didn't stop plucking until her mound was completely bare. Almost in counterpoint to Toni and Cassie's sounds of arousal came the distinct moans from the Boss Bitch over the speaker system. Time to fuck with his toy's head some more. He began to slowly tease her clit in circles as he cocked his head to listen to the Boss cum.<br><br>"Sounds like the Boss Bitch is getting all the pleasure without any of the pain," he said conversationally. "Such a shame. I wanted to work my art on her tits as well but looks like she gets out of that this time around."<br><br>Frank continued to play with Toni's clit. However, every once in a while he would pinch the mound of nerve endings before resuming his gentle touch. He enjoyed mixing pleasure with pain. Most of the slaves he trained ended up as pain sluts. This one here was already one and she didn't even know it. Yeah, he was going to ask to keep this one around for good. Eventually, the Boss Man came on and outlined the plan for the cunts. He grinned and began releasing Toni from the sawhorse.<br><br>"Come on, Bitch, I'm not going to carry you," he growled. He snagged one of the leashes and collars from just outside the room and quickly put them on Toni. "Sweet Ginger, you look sexy enough to fuck just now. Hey, that's what I'm going to call you. Heel, Ginger. Better stay on all fours like a good bitch if you know what's good for you."<br><br>Frank didn't wait too long before walking towards Cell #2. He knew that she was probably very sore and cramping from being tied for so long so he slowed down to make sure she could keep up. Later he would train her to keep up regardless of the condition her body was in. Once inside the cell, he removed the leash only to replace it with a nice heavy chain. The chain was permanently attached to the floor and a keyed padlock made sure it was secured to the collar. The padlock also secured the collar itself so it couldn't come off. Two other chains were in the room as well. They were all long enough that the occupants could reach each other but not use the chains to choke or harm the others in any way. The Boss Bitch was in for a bad time, Frank thought to himself.<br><br>"Good girl, Ginger," Frank said and walked off without a backwards glance. He made his way to the main house for food and the show that was certainly about to start. He grinned and shucked off his pants. The bitch doctor had her work cut out for her once she came back with the Boss Man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 11:33:32</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong> whimpered half in pain half in pleasure as Frank continued to pull the last of her pubic hairs out.&nbsp; The whole area was so painful now, she was struggling with her thoughts, her emotions.&nbsp; Had Maddy really given into the them? Had she really turned on her friends, caused them all this pain and she hadnt had anything done to her?&nbsp; She wasnt sure what to think, but in her confused, painful state it was easy to hear the words being said and then the sounds from Maddy and beleive what she was being told.&nbsp; The bitch had dropped them into this, it was all her fault.<br><br>When Frank started to touch her clit, she whimpered and moaned softly, he knew how to play her body and when he sent waves of pain mingling with the pleasure she nearly lost it again.&nbsp; When she heard the voice over the intercom she whimpered, there was something so.....frightening in that voice.&nbsp; With Frank she knew what she was going to get.&nbsp; She knew he would hurt her, mess her up.&nbsp; But that was him.&nbsp; That voice was different, cold, calculating....terrifying....she felt her Master release her from the sawhorse and she collapsed onto her hands and knees as the blood rushed back to those areas that had been tight tightly.&nbsp; She felt the collar around her noeck and knew she would never be leaving this place.&nbsp; And it was Maddy's fault.<br><br>Her crawl was slow, she was sore, so very sore.&nbsp; The so called 'artwork' on her breasts hurt badly and she was exhausted.&nbsp; She hadnt been raped yet either, she knew that was coming, but they were keeping it back, waiting...letting her own terror build.&nbsp; Maddy....she had probably done that as well...maybe she was part of the outfit, maybe she was the one who had planned this?&nbsp; She was getting more and more angry as they appraoched the cell or rather the large cage.&nbsp; But she didnt argue, it wasnt her place to protest or complain.&nbsp; And now he had found a name for her, Ginger, a name she loathed, but knew she would have to accept.&nbsp; She hated it.&nbsp; Funny, she didnt hate him, or if she did she hid the feeling.<br><br>The leash was removed and she was attached to a length of heavy chain.&nbsp; She watched him leave and then she sat in the corner and closed her eyes, she had some time to think, to wonder.&nbsp; She was hungry, her belly empty, her mouth dry, but there had been no offer of food....maybe that was something else that had to be earned...<br><br>~~~~<br><br>He was such a fucking bastard.&nbsp; He knew exactly what he was doing.&nbsp; But then Mordecai always did know exactly what he was up too.&nbsp; Nothing was ever spur of the moment even if it looked like it.&nbsp; He had everything planned, even down to when he was gonna shit.&nbsp; She hated him.&nbsp; But it was mroe than hate, she feared him.&nbsp; And that scared her.&nbsp; Maddy didnt know what to expect from him, he was a cool, calculating character and she knew he had it all worked out in his mind, but of course he would never tell, not until the time was right.<br><br>She also knew he knew her secrets.&nbsp; He knew things about Maddy that were best forgotten.&nbsp; As she had done with her own secrets.&nbsp; And he so neatly gave half truths, and even through her tortured mind, even as her body came from the Rev's manipulations, she hear dhim neatly lay the girls torture on her.&nbsp; She was the one they should blame and she knew when they were locked together she would be the one they went for.&nbsp; She cried as she came, her tears on her cheeks as she felt her body crave the Rev's attention.&nbsp; <br><br>She had a feeling this wasnt the end of the night.&nbsp; She just had a gut wrenching idea things would get worse once the moon was up.&nbsp; <br><br>~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>Helen didnt move, she didnt speak.&nbsp; &nbsp;She sat and watched.&nbsp; She knew Mordecai's twisted mind would have the girls believing him, have them turn on Maddy.&nbsp; He enjoyed the mind fucks, the clever manipulation as much as he enjoyed the pain side.&nbsp; But then she knew he would not inflict the pain while he had the 'boys'to do it for him.&nbsp; He wasnt a hands on type of guy.&nbsp; &nbsp;Although he had trained her, he had hurt her, beaten her, humiliated and tortured her.&nbsp; But she was still herself, somewhere inside, but she was his, and everyone on the Ranch knew that.&nbsp; No one touched Doctor Bitch without a word from him.<br><br>She hated him with a deep, dark loathing.&nbsp; But she also needed him, she needed him in an equally deep, dark way.&nbsp; And she knew she would never be free of him.&nbsp; The strange thing was...she wasnt sure if she wanted to be..<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 12:26:41</strong>
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				The Reverend laughed as the bitch came, her body twitching and bucking on her torture chair. It was a delight to watch, and the sounds coming out of the woman were definitely inspiring him to perform much more holy work on her tight little body.&nbsp; He stood over her, watching every last drop of pleasure play across her humiliated face, making sure she could see him laughing at her helpless orgasm, making sure she knew everyone in the building was listening to her as she came.&nbsp; He stepped forward, very close to her now, and leaned in, bringing his lips to hers.&nbsp; "Very nice performance, cunt," he whispered, and let his lips graze hers in the softest kiss imaginable. And then, before he pulled away, his hand gripped the vibrator still buzzing away in her and just jerked it out of her with one serious pull, and then wiped the glistening thing a few times back and forth on the hair covering her shoulder.&nbsp; "Ugghhhh, look at the mess you made!"<br><br>Finally, he reached into the bottom drawer, slowly, so she could wonder what he as pulling out from this treasure chest of horrors, and grinning at Mordecai.&nbsp; Out came a pretty dog collar, a leather one, thick, and stained with dog sweat and drool, and with the name Princess pressed into it with studded sparkly stones. The Reverend chuckled.&nbsp; "Well aren't you the lucky Princess, " he said, slowly sauntering back to her, watching her trying to catch her breath without taking any more pain from the nails digging in to her soft flesh -- a losing proposition for sure. "Looks like the previous Princess wasn't a poodle, so you might get to keep breathing." He opened the buckle and wrapped the leather around her throat, lifting her hair so it went all the way, around, and then buckling it shut snugly around her neck.&nbsp; He watched her and saw her still breathing, so he attached the first padlock to the buckle. "Ok girl, now we lock you in, so no amount of fussing with it or playing with it will let you out, or loosen it even a bit -- unless of course your Master's decide."&nbsp; He laughed, clearly letting her know he included himself in that group.<br><br>Next he took the leather leash, just as thick and strong and well-used around the place for the restraint of willful animals, most now long dead. He clipped it onto one of the several rings protruding from the collar, just to the left of the capital P in Princess.&nbsp; "Now aren't you a cute little Princess...yes you are!" and he scratched her under her chin, his voice talking to her like a little dog.&nbsp; "Let's get you out of here and take you for a walk so you can play with your friends. I'm sure they miss you sooooo much and just can't wait to see you." And now he was laughing again, so looking forward to play time.&nbsp; "Hey Boss, can we video tape this?&nbsp; Play time is going to be great!" he called out, as he slowly released her from the straps binding her down onto the chair's nails. Finally she was free, but it was still no simple move for her to get off the thing, now that she'd squirmed and wiggled her way down onto more than a few of their sharp points.<br><br>"Come on girl, come on!" he stood near the door, the leash fully taut in between her collar and the end in his fist, and he gave it a solid tug. "Come on girl, you've got three seconds to get your ass out of that chair before I just pull you out." He gave her a such a look, that he really meant it.&nbsp; In fact he more than meant it. At this point, the throbbing inside his pants was all but demanding he do something to this bitch, and soon. But he wanted to be a Professional about this, and he was keeping it in his pants still. AT least for now. But he couldn't wait much longer, not with her naked body trembling in the chair, collared, and leashed to the leather strap in his fist. No, not much longer.<br><br>He watched her extricate herself, snickering at how she moved, still breathless from her public performance over the loudspeakers.&nbsp; He stepped forward as she stood in front of the chair, and lashed out at the back of her legs with his heavy boot, kicking her knee and forcing her down to the ground.&nbsp; "Bitches crawl. Learn your place quick Princess, or you'll be sorry -- well, sorrier."&nbsp; he turned and left the room with a wink to Mordecai and long strides down the hall, holding tight to her leash and feeling the tension on her collar as he didn't bother slowing down to make it easy for her to keep up. He wanted her not just crawling, he wanted her scurrying after him on hands and knees down the hallway's hard floors.<br><br>Finally, he stopped her at the cage, and led her in. He kicked at the slut who was already there, pretty little thing but her tits sure looked sore. "Out of the way. A Princess is here." and then he tugged on Princess's leash, making sure to kick the other girl out of the way once more, so she believed that Princess was getting special treatment -- being caged with 2% less disrespect than the other two cunts, yes, special treatment.&nbsp; The Reverend chained her to the ring in the floor, by the chain to her collar, locked it, and left her in the cage without a second thought.&nbsp; Well, he did have a second thought and a few third thoughts as well, but he kept them to himself, at least for the moment.&nbsp; There'd be plenty of time to share them with Princess later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 01:05:16</strong>
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				When his Suzy Q asked his to kiss her, his mind conjured up the sound of a prison cell sliding shut. That sound that represented something final…something not easily broken. He wanted to, but it wasn’t the place…wasn’t the time. He was still building the foundation, and a kiss would set the wrong tone. He leaned forward away, to feel her lean forward as well. He waited to get close, so that just as she thought she could taste him on her, he’d be gone. His lips instead would be to her ear “No…I can’t…I haven’t even fucked you yet. When you’re screaming out as I stretch that pretty pussy, then I’ll kiss you.”<br><br>He nuzzled her cheek some before he went to the leashes left. There was one that was slightly tattered, but the red leather was still vibrant, even if some of the studs looked worn. He actually detested using a leash so early in the game, but appearances must be kept up with, and he’d use this as an opportunity to set himself apart. As he came back to her, he’d heard the boss bitch’s deeply felt orgasm and smiled “Well, looks like someone’s having a good time.” <br><br>With that, he walked back to the x-rack and stood in front of Suzy “I detest collars, Suzy…I really do, but the boss…well, for some reason he thinks you’d try to run. Now, I don’t know why you’d want to run from me, but one shouldn’t try to buck orders” He slid the collar around her and smiled “Now that’s nice…very fitting. Brings out your hair.” The last bit gave him a bit of a chuckle as he released her from the rack slowly. He made sure to hold her enough to brace, but not break her collapse to the floor. After all, it was where she needed to end up anyway.<br><br>He hunkered down beside her smoothly slid his hand back and forth along her skin, from the middle, down to the small of her back, and then back again “We’re going for a walk, Suzy Q. You’re going to crawl beside me, and I’m going to escort you back to the pen. “ with that, he clipped the chain to the hook on the leash and stood, before giving it a few quick tugs “Come on, honey…make sure you keep that pretty little ass up” He said as he watched her. Leash play was nice, but the real deal…the end result, was a bitch who didn’t need one. The collar on her mind would be tighter than anything he could press against her flesh, and she would need him like a plant needs the sun. That’s what made his cock stand on end, and that’s what he was looking to build.<br><br>He walked her at his pace, and expected her to keep up. Since he was moseying along at a slow pace, it shouldn’t have been too hard for her. Once he got to the cages, he led her in to see her friends. He stared them both down as he gave the leash a small jerk for her to stop. His eyes practically begged them to do something he could see as a threat, because as fun as it was, keeping himself from being overly physical was such a mentally tiring task! But his Suzy Q was worth it…oh was she worth it. Finally, he bent down to unhook the chain from her collar, but didn’t remove the collar itself.<br><br>“I’ll see what I can do about getting you some food, Suzy…I bet you’re hungry enough to eat a horse!” He stroked her hair some and smiled before he got up and left. The statement of about food worked two-fold. One, it would get their stomachs to thinking, which wouldn’t amount to any good, and two, his darling Suzy Q would rip into the boss bitch with his good name on her lips, like he was a white knight with candy flavored cum. <em>’I got a feeling…that tonight’s gonna be a good night…’</em> Jonesy thought as he stepped out.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 01:20:19</strong>
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				Maddy knew the game they were playing.&nbsp; She knew that they were setting it up for her to be the bad guy to the others.&nbsp; She hissed and whimpered as she lifted herself from the chair, feeling the nails release their pressure on her skin which in turn sent painful waves through her as blood rushed to those tender points.&nbsp; She hung her head as he placed the collar on her, "I hate you so much" she murmured under her breath.&nbsp; She gasped as he forced her to the ground, violently making her drop, so she had no choice but to go to her hands and knees.&nbsp; Then crawl beside him.&nbsp; He moved so fast she struggled to keep up with him.&nbsp; She was dreading seeing the girls, dreading seeing them, knowing that they had been tortured so horribly and so far she had seemed to enjoy it.&nbsp; Bastards, the whole lot of them were bastards.<br><br>She hated The Revenrend, it was as if he was a mini Mordecai, wanting to be as manipulative and evil as the man himself.&nbsp; And he was doing a good job.&nbsp; A very good job.&nbsp; She sighed as they got to the cage, poor Toni was there alreayd, looking awful.&nbsp; Her breasts must have been so so sore.&nbsp; She couldnt believe it when arsehole kicked Toni aside, as if making way for her.&nbsp; He used that damn name as a way of making her more.&nbsp; She knew by the way he was setting it up that he, like the others wanted her to be the victim.&nbsp; And she would, she wouldnt fight back, she would take everything they did to her.&nbsp; <br><br>The Reverend put her in, clipping the chain to her collar.&nbsp; She looked at Toni, the girl just glared at her.<br><br>~~~<br><br>Toni saw her coming, saw the way she was looking, there was nothing on her, no marks, no bruising, nothing.&nbsp; Her eyes narrowed and she watched her every move.&nbsp; She couldnt beleive that Maddy had done this to her, to them.&nbsp; The bitch, fucking bitch.&nbsp; She would pay for that, but not yet, she would wait until Cassie arrived.&nbsp; She laid back and closed her eyes, ignoring Maddy, waiting for Cass, then they would both show Maddy how grateful they were for the way she had protected them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 02:50:14</strong>
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				Cassie leaned forward as he did, she thought she was going to get the kiss she asked for. That was until he diverted his mouth to her ear and whispered in it. She nodded her head at his words. He was right, now was not the time, it would have to be when they were more "intimate", when it mattered more. He had her convinced that everything he said was right and true. He was the good guy in all of this after all. <br><br>When he went to get the collar, she heard Maddy climax. Bitch was getting off, and sold her and Toni to the devil. She was ready to kill her "protective" boss. When he came back with the collar, his words reaffirmed her thoughts, he didn't want to do all this to her, he was just following orders. He truly did care for her. Just so she would not get him in trouble with his boss, she didn't protest to the collar, but let him slip it around her neck.<br><br>She nuzzled to him as he got her down from the frame. He held her close and she sighed at his "kindness". He made sure she didn't fall, and she liked that he was concerned for her. When he asked her to crawl, again she didn't protest, he was only following orders. She crawled next to him, be went at a good pace for her to keep up. When she got to the cage, she saw Toni, and Maddy. She glared at Maddy like she was going to kill her. <br><br>As Jonesy chained her to the cage and asked her about food, she looked up at him with tender eyes. "Yes Jonesy please, that would be very nice. I am hungry, thank you." She smiled softly at him, and watched him leave. Then she turned her sights on Maddy, "So sounds like you had fun." this was only the beginning of her attack on Maddy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 05:29:21</strong>
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				ROFL!!!&nbsp; &nbsp;restate that my slave girl<br><br>Mordecai made a business of writing notes as the men went retrieving collared and leashed for their bitches to tuck them in their cage for the night.<br><br>He glanced out watching Frank training the new Ginger to the hot mix of pain and pleasure. The intensity of the man's focus said it all. This bitch was going to be Frank's by day after tomorrow and begging him to use her any way he wanted.<br><br>Mordecai had forgotten all about it. But he looked when the Reverend said Princess. The man was brilliant. A dog collar with the name Princess on it. How inspiring. To walk thru that cage wearing a collar with the name Princess written on it after what the other two women had gone thru. He watched the procession walked out the door. He was in awe.<br><br>A movement in the next room caught his attention. Jonesy working his VooDoo magic on his bitch. Clones. How the hell would you clone these three guys. Maybe get the bitches pregnant. He'd have to talk with Helen. She's know who was doing human cloning like that. Maybe have the boys send off a sample and wait 16 years. The juniors trained properly would certainly equal their fathers. <br><br>He set that thought aside for later. <br><br>"Helen," Mordecai said without looking at her. "Go to the main house. After we eat you beg to please each of these three men. When their done with you come see me."<br><br>He collected the laptop and his clipboard.&nbsp; Whistling as he strolled to the main house. It was a clear star lite night. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 12:05:38</strong>
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				Maddy knew as she watched Jonesy bring Cassie to the cage that things were going to get bad.&nbsp; She was sitting very carefully on her bum, the nails had bruised her tender flesh and she was sore and aching.&nbsp; But she knew this was going to hurt even more.&nbsp; Not physically, but mentally, they were her friends and it had been made to look as if she had betrayed them.&nbsp; Fucking Mordecai, she hated him so much.<br><br>She sighed as Cassie spoke, “Cassie, you cant trust what you hear, what they tell you” she said in a voice that was barely above a whisper.&nbsp; “you've been programmed to believe what they want you to” she told her.<br><br>Suddenly a brutal kick caught her in the side, and another.&nbsp; Toni was kicking her violently, her eyes full of loathing, “dont you try to get out of it you fucking stuck up cow.&nbsp; Talk about save your own hide, have you seen what they did to us.” She wanted to hurt her, to hurt her in such a terrible way.<br><br>Maddy knew she wouldn't get through to them, she had to let them do what they wanted.&nbsp; She wouldn't fight back.&nbsp; “I...I'm sorry girls, you cant believe how very sorry I am” she said, tears filling her eyes as she looked at Cassie, and then Toni.&nbsp; She knew she was in trouble, she knew she was going to be their target, the one they would vent their anger on.&nbsp; And she deserved it, she had welcomed them into the bank, she deserved whatever they did to her!<br><br>~~~~<br><br>Helen heard her instructions, no emotion registered on her face.&nbsp; "Yes Master" she simply said and rose, heading out through the Hen House. She caught the last words that the boss bitch spoke, she knew she would have some work to do later, but for now she had food to prepare and men to satisfy.<br><br>She removed her white lab coat and dropped that and her medical bag in the medical hut, locking the door as she walked out.&nbsp; The house was surprisingly well furnished, she knew the men would be hungry after their day and she had already prepared a huge lasagna, garlic bread and salad, not that they would eat that.&nbsp; But she would, if she was allowed any food.&nbsp; She placed it in the oven to heat up and then walked into the main lounge, seeing the men there, "Masters, would like a drink.&nbsp; Dinner is cooking and then after dinner please use me as you desire" she said to them, waiting to hear if they had any drinks requests from her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 12:27:06</strong>
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				Cassie looked at Maddy with hateful eyes. "Oh don't believe what we hear? Really? So you didn't hold out on the codes to that bastard, really? Look at us Maddy, fucking carved up and scarred for life, and you unscathed. Do you know what a knife dipped in iodine feels like? Like the fires of hell are ripping through your body. But his would you know, fucking princess. You know that guy! You probably set this whole damn thing up! I trusted you Maddy, my parents, Toni's parents probably think we're dead. Our mothers sobbing at the rubble that used to be the bank."<br><br>&nbsp;Cassie took a deep breath and continued, "And you getting off in that room having the fucking time of your life with those two. Watching Toni and I beg for mercy, did that get you off too Maddy? Christ thank god for Jonesy, the only one that's shown any decency to me through this nightmare. If he didn't have to follow orders from your bastard friend, I probably wouldn't even have to be in this fucking cage with you. At least he cares, unlike you." When Cassie finished, she slapped Maddy across the face, "You deserve some pain for what you made them do to us. I hate you Maddy." Cassie had just enough slack to turn away from Maddy, no way she was going to look that bitch in the face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 17:59:10</strong>
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				"I did tell them.&nbsp; I gave them what they wanted.&nbsp; They're messing with you Cass, please cant you see that.&nbsp; Even that one you think you have wrapped around your little finger isnt as nice as you think.&nbsp; They are all evil, you cant trust any of them, even Jonsey will turn on you when he wants too." She tried to make her see, she had seen the way Cassie was with him, "dont trust them love, please, dont trust him." She needed them to see this was a game, a huge mind fuck for them to enjoy.<br><br>"I was forced to orgasm, they have ways, believe me they have so many ways." She shook her head, "I am so sorry, but....my time is yet to come." She knew they wouldnt beleive her.<br><br><br>Toni glared, her eyes narrow, "you liar, you fucking liar.&nbsp; Look at you, theres not a mark on you, you werent whipped, you werent cut" she crawled to her, her body coiled for the attack.&nbsp; "You watched this, you knew they were hurting us and still you refused to tell them" she grew closer, looking across at Cassie, "I used to think I wanted to be like you, but you know I dont.&nbsp; I hate you and what you have done to us." With that she went for her, she slapped her face, grabbing her hair.&nbsp; <br><br>"Cassie, lets show her what happens when you betray your friends" she hissed, driving the heel of her hand into her nose.&nbsp; Maddy cried out, tasting blood.&nbsp; Toni knew how to fight...she had trained in martial arts, now she was going to use it to take her anger out on her so called friend...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 18:24:33</strong>
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				Cassie turned back when she heard Maddy tell her not to trust Jonesy, "What are you <em>jealous</em> Maddy? You want to fuck all of them yourself don't you? Holier than thou bitch! Yeah they really forced you to cum, those moans of pleasure sounded so forced coming from your mouth. Please, we're not stupid, you were probably begging to cum, wanted us to hear the fun you were having in there. They even gave you a collar with a title, think that's by chance? You probably rode them till they were content." Cassie watched as Toni neared Maddy,&nbsp; "And the worst hasn't even happened Maddy, they still are going to rape us. And I bet you have a smile on your face when it all goes down."<br><br>She watched as Toni ripped into Maddy, and that sent Cassie over the edge. She lunged at Maddy nails bared and scratched down her cheeks. "How's that Maddy, that isn't even close to what we felt." Cassie moved back and turned away from Maddy again, damn bitch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 02:43:17</strong>
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				Mordecai entered thru the utility room. He went into his office and locked the laptop in the safe. He took off his jacket and walked into the Theatre. Large loungers capable of any position imaginable. Surround sound and his own private 3D HD complete with the 40 inch flat on the wall and those annoying glasses in the side pocket of each lounger.<br><br>Helen knew what Mordecai would be drinking. The fragrance of mouth watering Lasagna wafting thru the air. He sat quietly to one side. The Lounger to the right near the wall where he could see and talk to everyone. The channel already tuned to the Hen House. The volume up and the big screen live. The women had given themselves a few minutes to catch their breath but not many minutes. Mordecai leaned back in the lounger listening and watched. You could learn a lot when you watched the interaction of fresh captured bitches. So very much it was giving him a hard on. <br><br>He looked over to see about the other guys.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 06:32:06</strong>
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				The Reverend sauntered in, one of the leftover nails in his hand, looking at it and gently giving the pad of his thumb a little test poke with it.&nbsp; "Damn Boss, these things are sharp. Sorry, I'm late, I had to stop off and visit my boys.&nbsp; Gave Thrasher a little more water and Spike just needed a little attention.&nbsp; I'm going to have to take them out for a walk in a bit though, they hate pooping in their cages."&nbsp; He sniffed the air and looked around, obviously hungry.&nbsp; "Is that lasagna I smell?&nbsp; And what's this here?" he looked at the big screen television.&nbsp; "Food AND Entertainment? Mordecai, I am impressed. You put on a fine show here."<br><br>He served himself a healthy plate of food, stopping to ask if it was whole-grain vegetarian lasagna, and then cracking up.&nbsp; He found a seat and dug in to his food.&nbsp; Around a steaming mouthful, he asked "What's on TV?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 13:18:33</strong>
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				<strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen had bought the food in just before the Reverend appeared, placing the steaming dish of pasta and rich sauce on the side, along with plates, a salad, and some garlic bread.&nbsp; She dished up some for Mordecai and took it to him, offering it to him from her knees.&nbsp; She then moved next to his lounger, kneeling in the submit position, ready if he should need anything else from her.&nbsp; <br><br>There as wine and beer for them to drink, she had had nothing, it was up to her Master to allow her to eat and drink.&nbsp; Or not as he decided.&nbsp; She would make sure she served the men after they had eaten.&nbsp; She ignored the TV she knew what was about to happen.&nbsp; She wondered if she would have patients tonight, she had a feeling things were only just starting in the way of evening entertainment.<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy didnt move as Cassie went for her, she kept her face raised, feeling the sting as her face was scratched.&nbsp; She couldnt believe the way the girls had been cut up, she knew she had that to look forward too, if not more, they were all going to experience so much more.&nbsp; She thought of that whip and how that was going to be used on her, she had no reservations either.&nbsp; They had said it would and she knew it would.&nbsp; <br><br>"Dont trust them girls, please.&nbsp; They are evil, ALL of them." She said again, feeling her cheek throb.<br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br><br>There was only one thing Toni didnt trust and that was Maddy.&nbsp; She had been so pleased to recieve the college notification.&nbsp; She should have waited to tell them, and now now...<br><br>"You bitch, I hope they cut you up and rape you.&nbsp; I hope they use you for all their sick, perverted little kinks" she hissed.&nbsp; She flew at Maddy, grabbing a handful of hair and forcing her to the floor of the cage.&nbsp; Once there she straddled her and started slapping her, "I have got stuck with such a fucking mad man I am terrified to even breath.&nbsp; Did you know he pulled my pubic hairs out with plyers?" she said, her eyes full of pain, and hatred.<br><br>"Now, we're gonna hurt you" she sneered, "Cassie, do what you like, lets make the boss bitch pay" she said, leaning forward, "I hope you scream..."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 22:35:01</strong>
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				Cassie saw Toni wail on Maddy for all that Frank had done to her. Cassie's blood boiled. "See Maddy, she what you did to her? Took a poor girl and had her body mutilated in more ways than one? Were you laughing behind that glass? You and your boyfriend Mordi- whatever his fucking name is? She had to lay backwards over a saw horse, she could have broke her fucking back!"<br><br>Cassie crawled back to her, "Toni, why don't you let her know what it feels like to have your hair ripped out like that? To make her feel that pain that you did? You sold us out Maddy and you have to feel the pain we did." Cassie then ripped her nails int Maddy's breasts, tearing the flesh. "This isn't even half the pain we felt Maddy while you watched behind that glass. You deserve so much more for selling us out like that." Cassie was out for vengeance, and wasn't going to stop until she was satisfied. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 23:19:12</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy cried as Cassie advanced on her.&nbsp; She sobbed, laying still, her eyes closed.&nbsp; "I..I didnt plan it, I didnt laugh" she whispered, "He isnt my boyfriend." She felt Cassie's finger nails dig into her tender breasts and she cried out.&nbsp; She felt so very sorry, so sorry they had suffered.&nbsp; She whimpered as the pain hit her and she knew she deserved this.<br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni moved towards the prone form of Maddy.&nbsp; She wanted her to pay to feel the pain and the hurt she felt.&nbsp; She leant in and bit her thigh, biting her hard, tasting her blood and hearing her scream.&nbsp; "You havent felt anything yet you bitch" she said, then sat over her legs, keeping them pinned down as she began to pluck her pubic hairs.&nbsp; She pulled out one at a time, or maybe a clump.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy cried out pittifully, she couldnt beleive she had set her friends up, that she had turned them into poor hurting girls.&nbsp; she felt the hairs pulled and she cried out.&nbsp; She couldnt fight them, she wouldnt, she had done this.&nbsp; She deserved it and so much more..<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 00:02:41</strong>
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				Jonesy walked in without saying a word. He was still riding that last piece of mental stimuli he’d shared with the girls before leaving his lovely Suzy Q. It was on, he was sure of it. He’d decided on a light first helping of lasagna and chuckled at the Rev’s veggie joke. Fuck that vegan shit. He needed meat, and since he was unable to pop the cork on Suzy Q, he figured to take Mordecai’s offer on the Doctor Bitch. Waste not, he figured, and took a small testing bite. Good and just hot enough to not worry about a burning tongue. Just the way he liked it!<br><br>He didn’t even take another bite for a while. His eyes were focused on the action in the cage. They really started to work their magic on the boss bitch, and at first he was a little disappointed with Cassie’s low level of ferocity, but she managed to ramp things up well. The boss bitch was putting herself on the cross, and her faithful friends were not hesitating with their lances. He suddenly remembered the food and started to eat, until Mandy Lu really got down. <br><br>“Awwww, yeah!” Jonesy said, his mouth half full of food. This must have been what the crowds felt back when Rome was setting up gladiator bouts and feeding people to lions. This was better than any punishment he could inflict on that smart mouthed broad on his own, but he helped make that happen. It was wonderful to see…like watching a seed you planted become a full grown tomato bush, or something.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 01:12:14</strong>
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				Cassie watched as Toni began to pluck out Maddy's bush. A sinister grin came across Cassie's face, "What's the matter Maddy, not going to give Toni the satisfaction of hearing you cry in pain? Why? You got to hear us. Scream out Maddy, be for us to stop like we had to do with them. Let me hear your cries of pain." Cassie lurched back and kicked Maddy in the ribs, hard enough to hurt, but not to break anything. "Come on Maddy, we should hear you scream and beg too." Cassie kicked her once more waiting for Maddy to give in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 13:55:06</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br>Maddy sobbed as Toni continued to torture her as she had been tortured by Frank.&nbsp; She could hear the hate in Cassie's voice and then the kick that sent a wave of pain through her, and another.&nbsp; She cried out, "please, I didn't do what you think I did" she said to them, sobbing as they continued to hurt on her.<br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br>"Liar" Toni hissed, slapping one of Maddy's breasts hard, "you set us up bitch, you gave us up to them without a fight, and then you were rewarded with that fucking orgasm" she was so angry.&nbsp; "You think you are so much better than us, but your not, you a fucking whore.&nbsp; Back with your Master are you?&nbsp; That fucking freak who seems to be in charge?" she glared at her, then at Cassie, "I want to hurt her so bad Cass, I want to make her pay" she said, looking outside of the cage and spotting a nail laying on the ground.&nbsp; it was one from the chair.&nbsp; Toni managed to scissor two fingers, sliding it towards her.<br><br>"I am gonna show you what I think of you" she hissed, "sit on her Cassie, hold the bitch down" She said, moving a finger to her pussy and stroking her slit, "you liked them touching you there didn't you?&nbsp; Do you like it when I touch you there" she asked her, her finger moving over her.<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br>Maddy cried as Toni spoke, the poor girl was changed, she had been tortured and was now hard, cold and she actually feared her.&nbsp; She looked at Cassie as if to ask her to help her, she wasn't sure what Toni was going to do...<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br>In the house Helen had gotten the men drinks, and made sure they each had some food.&nbsp; She then had crawled naked across the floor and knelt next to the TV.&nbsp; Her knees were wide spread, she was on display for them, fingers laced behind her neck and her elbows back.&nbsp; She waited, when she was called to one of the men she would go.&nbsp; She was nervous, she wasnt sure what to expect, but at the same time her juices glistened on her cunt...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 19:33:50</strong>
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				Frank relaxed in the chair with his pants on the floor in a heap. The others came in but he ignored them. The smell of food and the serving of dinner got his attention though. He stood up and walked across the room with his hard cock waving to all. The dinner smelled good so he piled on lots and sauntered back towards his chair. On his way there, he passed by the doctor and he had to stop.<br><br>"Suck me off, doc," he growled as he stared at the tv. "Hey, Boss, is there any way we can talk to the cunts in the cell? I've got a couple of things I want to tell Ginger. I want to see her reaction when I tell her she can't hurt the boss bitch too much. That'll just enrage them even more, don't you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 19:48:13</strong>
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				Cassie crawled up on Maddy, Straddling her at the chest&nbsp; so her arms were pinned down. "What's the matter Maddy, don't want to scream? Look what you did to her Maddy, turned sweet Toni into a mad woman! Happy?&nbsp; You did this to her! She had so much ahead of her and you let her fall into that bastards hands! She trusted you <em>I</em> trusted you. Now, now I hate you so much I can never forgive you for this!" Cassie began slapping Maddy hard, back and forth, she was in a blind rage. She saw nothing but red in her eyes. The pain of that iodine driving her to almost beat Maddy into unconsciousness. Cassie waited for Toni's cue only then would she stop hitting Maddy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 00:51:44</strong>
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				Mordecai gave a nod to Frank stretched out comfortable on the lounger from his own place. Helen knelt dutifully and his finger played along her shoulder as he watched the initial interaction. Even he was impressed by what a solid job the team had done to divide and conquer the three.<br><br>&nbsp;He glanced over as he heard boot heels on the wood floor. The Reverend reminding him about the dogs. It had his mind whirling even as he answered.<br><br>"Our lovely slaves are on the big screen," Mordecai announced as he motioned for Helen to take her proper position by the TV. <br><br>Watching women wrestling can give a man a thirst swiftly. Mordecai could tell she was aroused by the perk of her ringed tits.&nbsp; This was just the start of a long night for all three of the bitches and his favorite Doctor Slut. It was clear by that wet pussy beginning to sweat on the wood floor that she knew it too.<br><br>Jonesy's cheers brought him back from his own thoughts. Things the team needed to know and things he needed to make sure of before telling them anything.&nbsp; It was Mordecai's policy never to make promises only statements of fact as he knew them. <br><br>Frank was calling for Helen already. Mordecai took that as a good sign. Then Frank asked his excellent question. How far would those other two go, and Mordecai was ready with that answer also.<br><br>"Just so you know. Anytime you want to replay anything it's all on the home network. A private Hulu. Every hour is categorized by location so if you want to see cage #2 at 10pm you just dial it. Everything except the Main House of course. Free men don't get video'd. Your suite's are mini apartments. Once we have the sluts broken properly you can bring them inside."<br><br>"Now let me tell you what we've got so far," Mordecai began. "The heist was small time. $133,334.00 apiece. That includes Hal's cut split 3 ways.&nbsp; The prize was on the bank's server and what we needed were the codes."<br><br>"We're in but not deep enough yet," Mordecai reported the truth. "Backups happen after 2 am and that's when I'll get in again to go deeper. It will take time and our dear Maddy is holding out on us still. I promise you."<br><br>"So to answer your question Frank," Mordecai began. "I want her smacked around by her friends. Then the three of you led by the Reverend take her into the interrogation room."<br><br><br>"Don't mark her breasts. We'll do that in a few days when she's healed good. Tonight brand her. Reverend you promised her some punishment. And gentlemen with the Reverends permission she's also free to fuck tonight."<br><br>"Be creative. Enjoy and terrorize her. She has to think that the world has turned on her and it's all her fault," Mordecai explained.<br><br>"Then toss her back in the cage with the other two and just shut the door. Forget them tonight." Mordecai waited for a few minutes to let it sink in.<br><br>"Tomorrow morning," Mordecai began, "You guys go, one at a time. Give yourselves some space. Pull your bitch out and get her personal's done. Get her exercised."<br><br>"Then feed her with your fingers. Put water in your mouth and then give it to her that way. The bitches must believe that the only way they will get food and water is if it come from you.&nbsp; Nobody else will feed or care for your bitch. That's what they have to learn tomorrow."<br><br>"Questions?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 07:58:16</strong>
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				The Reverend laughed.&nbsp; "I've got one question: how soon can we start Boss?"&nbsp; Damn the man could paint a pretty picture.<br><br>The Reverend hurriedly forked a few more mouthfuls of the lasagna into his mouth, chewing it a little bit before swallowing and stood up, his plate only half finished.&nbsp; "I say, let's get to work."&nbsp; He had such an itch right now.&nbsp; He walked over to Doctor Bitch, kneeling on the floor, and held the leftovers on his plate. "Is she hungry? Is it ok if I feed her?" He looked back at the Boss, the woman clearly his property.&nbsp; He scraped the lasagna from his plate to the floor in front of here.&nbsp; "Go ahead, you can have some lasagna if you want, good girl." He patted her head.&nbsp; "When you two boys are ready -- and I don't mean to rush you -- I'll be over at the interrogation room. I'm eager to set things up for poor little Maddy. Need to make her suffer just right, until she cracks right down the middle and all of her creamy goodness leaks out for us.&nbsp; Then the Boss can scoop up whatever he wants, and we can play with the leftovers."&nbsp; He could tell he had that Christmas morning twinkle in his eyes, only this time, he knew exactly what was in every package, and it was exactly what he'd always wanted.<br><br>Santa must have thought he was really nice this year. Or was it naughty.&nbsp; No matter. As long as he got what he wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 14:20:12</strong>
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				<strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen took Frank's hard shaft in her mouth and expertly sucked him off.&nbsp; She knew what to do, the hours of training to deep throat had been hard, but she could take a cock all the way into her wind pipe now.&nbsp; She worked Frank's cock hard, sucking, licking, taking him down as far as she could and then coming back.&nbsp; She knew she could suck a good cock.<br><br>Once she had pleased him, and swallowed his cum she returned back into her position.&nbsp; When the Reverend bought the remains of his food over, Helen waited to be told she could eat, she was glad the Reverend had thought about her.&nbsp; She also saw a darkness in him, there was a darkness in them all and that excited her.&nbsp; She waited, watching.&nbsp; She had a feeling Maddy was going to be in a lot of trouble.&nbsp; She would have to check on her later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 14:49:29</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br>Maddy was crying hard as her young friend and colleague beat her.&nbsp; She knew the girl deserved to do this.&nbsp; She had every right to hate her, to want to hurt her and she knew that between the pair of them they would.&nbsp; She saw the look of hatred in her eyes and she felt so guilty for getting them into this mess.<br><br>Her body was not touched as theirs were, she had been lucky, but it wasnt luck.&nbsp; She knew it wasnt luck, it was planned that way.&nbsp; Planned so that the girls saw her as the one responsible for their treatment.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br>Toni smirked as Cassie dealt with the bitch.&nbsp; She was still holding the nail, she wanted to hurt Maddy so badly.&nbsp; She glanced down at the design on her tits and her anger flared.&nbsp; She snarled, "bitch." She moved to Cass, looking at the girl.&nbsp; She wanted to kiss her, to tell her it would be alright.<br><br>"Cassie whatever happens here we have to stick together.&nbsp; I want to hold you, to kiss you" she admitted, "I want us to survive this" she whispered, then she looked at Maddy, "the bitch I dont care about, they can do what they want to her.&nbsp; Hold her down, I want to make her scream" she said and then she sat across her breasts, pinning the older woman down as she scratched the nail across her belly.&nbsp; "B I T C H" she scrawled, enjoying the screams.&nbsp; She looked at Cassie again, "suits her dont you think?" she grinned, "I wanna kiss you" she said to her, reaching out and pulling to towards her, "we'll get through this together." She told her as her lips gently pressed against hers.<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br>She couldnt beleive this.&nbsp; She screamed loudly, sobbing as the sweet Toni used the nail to inscribe BITCH across her tummy.&nbsp; She felt it scrape across her, and she wept.&nbsp; She had never imagined her friends ever being like this to her.&nbsp; She had always protected them, looked after them.&nbsp; But them, in all honesty, she deserved this.&nbsp; She had got them into this.&nbsp; <br><br>WHat she didnt expect was the way Toni spoke to Cass, the way she kissed her.&nbsp; She felt repulsed, how could she do such a thing?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 15:26:20</strong>
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				<em>Toni<br>Toni smirked as Cassie dealt with the bitch.&nbsp; She was still holding the nail, she wanted to hurt Maddy so badly.&nbsp; She glanced down at the design on her tits and her anger flared.&nbsp; She snarled, "bitch." She moved to Cass, looking at the girl.&nbsp; She wanted to kiss her, to tell her it would be alright.<br><br>"Cassie whatever happens here we have to stick together.&nbsp; I want to hold you, to kiss you" she admitted, "I want us to survive this" she whispered, then she looked at Maddy, "the bitch I dont care about, they can do what they want to her.&nbsp; Hold her down, I want to make her scream" she said and then she sat across her breasts, pinning the older woman down as she scratched the nail across her belly.&nbsp; "B I T C H" she scrawled, enjoying the screams.&nbsp; She looked at Cassie again, "suits her dont you think?" she grinned, "I wanna kiss you" she said to her, reaching out and pulling to towards her, "we'll get through this together." She told her as her lips gently pressed against hers.</em><br><br>Cassie perked up when Toni told her she wanted to hold her and kiss her. Yes she agreed to stick together with Toni, but the poor girls mind was warped beyond repair! Cassie crawled off Maddy, and moved down to Maddy's legs. She sat across them to hold her legs down. She was facing Toni as she dug the nail into Maddy's skin. "Too bad you didn't have iodine Toni, that would have been the icing on the cake!" She did think the punishment suited Maddy, she deserved to be marked like they were.&nbsp; Then It happened all so fast, Toni pulled Cassie to her and kissed her, Cassie struggled for a moment, poor Toni's mind was lost, she didn't know what she was doing, but as Toni's tongue parted Cassie's lips, Cassie began to pull closer, and returned Toni's kiss. They were finding solace in each other, even if it was the wrong way to go about it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 16:05:00</strong>
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				Jonesy listened with his full attention while Mordecai spoke. For all his faults, he was still a military man at heart, and when the boss spoke, everything else took a backseat. He made mental notes of a few things and let other pass. The boss may have considered 133k a small job, but Jonesy didn’t complain about it. All the same, he was sure the big M had plans for more loot, and Jonesy like the sound of early retirement.&nbsp; <em>’Okay…need more info…straight from the smart bitch…if she makes it through the night’</em><br><br>He’d let the Rev take lead on her punishment, and chime in as he saw fit. Stuff like this required the ability to harmonize with the group, instead of trying to be the star voice. They were going to play that bitch until she told all her secrets. He wanted everything down to the first dick she sucked and when. All of her secrets and fears laid bare, and her mind a wrecked ship with no port in sight. Then he’d leave it to the Rev to do the rest.<br><br>When Mordecai mentioned the fact that he had to forget about his Suzy Q for the night, he pouted like a kid refused a toy in the store. He was already done with the lasagna, and let the rest of what he had to say sink in. His spirits were raised when he mentioned his tactics for dependence. He could already see it, and his reaction was more than evident, but he held his tongue for now…that was until later, after everyone asked their questions of Mordecai, and he saw Mandy Lu and Suzy Q going at it…wait…that wasn’t right. Frank called her Ginger now, didn’t he? Ginger…not as good a ring as Mandy Lu, but that Gilligan’s Island broad was hot. He could work with it.<br><br>He normally didn’t do girl/girl scenes, but the raw emotion and need that the two showed…especially when Suzy tried to pull away and just gave in. Oh the shit that must be going on in their heads! He freed himself from his cargo pants “Oh Doctor…I have this problem…the swelling won’t go down” He said in a sad little voice “I think you may need to sit on it…I feel a lot of pent up frustration” He chuckled and waved his cock around, making sure he asked –just- when she was going to eat. Length-wise, it wasn’t anything overly impressive. A little longer than average perhaps, but its girth…well, when he got a hold of Suzy, she’d know why he asked if she ever shoved a beer bottle in her cunt.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 18:02:19</strong>
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				<br>Toni felt Cassie tense when she held her, kissed her.&nbsp; But she soon relaxed and Toni felt her surrender to her.&nbsp; Toni had kissed a couple of girls at high school, but this was different.&nbsp; They needed each other.&nbsp; She let her tongue swirl over her lips, pushing into her mouth.&nbsp; She wanted to make Cass relax, to feel happy.&nbsp; She pulled back.&nbsp; "You trust me Cass?" she asked her, then she reached down to Maddy and pulled her nipple hard.&nbsp; "Bend your knees cunt, I want you to support Cassie" she hissed, twisting, pinching hard.<br><br>Maddy gasped as the two girls kissed that wasn't right.&nbsp; She cried out when her nipple was pinched, twisted and raised her knees.&nbsp; She wasn't sure what Toni was planning, this was a different side to things.<br><br>Toni watched as cunt lifted her legs and she then pushed Toni back, "I wont hurt you babe, I want to make you feel better.&nbsp; And show cunt what she is missing." She said, slowly parting Cassie's legs and moving so she was kneeling over Maddy's face.&nbsp; She then learnt forward and ran her tongue over Cassie.&nbsp; Toni wasn't as naive as she pretended.&nbsp; Not with women anyway.<br><br>Maddy gasped as she saw Toni move.&nbsp; She turned her head, disgusted by having the girls pussy above her.&nbsp; She couldn't believe Toni was doing this.<br><br>Toni loved the way Cass tasted, she lifted her head, looking at her, then she spoke to Maddy, "if you know whats good for you cunt you better lick me" she ordered, returning to Cassie and licking her gently, wanting her to feel good, relaxed and let her pleasure her in a way she knew the men wouldn't.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 18:59:21</strong>
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				Cassie could not believe Toni was actually kissing her, sweet innocent Toni.&nbsp; This come out of left field for Cassie. She had never kissed a girl, she had never kissed anyone for that matter. She felt Toni's tongue move around her mouth and Cassie moaned softly as Toni began to make her feel good. "Yes I trust you Toni," Cassie whispered softly, submitting to her once meek friend, oh how the tables turned. <br><br>As Maddy lifted her knees, she felt Toni push her back. She listened to Toni's words and shuddered, what exactly was she going to do to her? She was going to make Cassie feel better?&nbsp; Cassie felt her legs part, and looked down nervously at Toni, she wasn't, no, she couldn't? Then she felt the tongue ride over her sex. "Toni!", she squealed, not believing Toni had been bent this far. Cassie tensed once more as Toni yelled at Maddy to lick the girl, Toni had truly lost it!<br><br>As Toni came back to Cassie, she felt the tongue go over her sex once more, and her body jerked, it felt.... good. Damn, Cassie was giving in to Toni and letting her make Cassie feel so hot and good. Cassie moaned in pleasure as she reached down and touched Toni's hair, "Mmm Toni, yes,&nbsp; Oh God." It didn't take Toni long before she had Cassie moaning in ecstasy. Cassie was giving in to Toni, she was being the one to be taken care of, to let Toni do hat ever she wanted with her body, and Cassie began to like it. Maybe more than she ever thought she would. <br><br>Toni had Cassie wrapped around her finger now, and would do anything she asked. But that was Casie now, eager to please. Jonesy had done that to her, made her meek and willing to bend to everyones wishes. Id either he or Toni asked her to jump through a hoop, she probably would right now! But for Cassie and Toni it was all about the pleasure right now, and Cassie was getting so wet and aroused, she knew that if Toni continued, she would make her cum, and give in to everything Toni was doing. She no longer cared about Maddy, but her own pleasure and making Toni one happy girl. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 03:30:18</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He normally didn’t do girl/girl scenes, but the raw emotion and need that the two showed…especially when Suzy tried to pull away and just gave in. Oh the shit that must be going on in their heads! He freed himself from his cargo pants “Oh Doctor…I have this problem…the swelling won’t go down” He said in a sad little voice “I think you may need to sit on it…I feel a lot of pent up frustration” He chuckled and waved his cock around, making sure he asked –just- when she was going to eat. Length-wise, it wasn’t anything overly impressive. A little longer than average perhaps, but its girth…well, when he got a hold of Suzy, she’d know why he asked if she ever shoved a beer bottle in her cunt.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen looked at Jonsey, she knew these men werent to be trusted.&nbsp; Not even this one who seemed to be nicer than the rest.&nbsp; In some respects he was worse.&nbsp; She dropped her gaze again, "where do you wish me to be Sir?&nbsp; If you wish for me to sit on your swelling you need to make yourself comfortable" she said to him, "or I can gauge the level of stiffness and swelling with my mouth" she offered, " I am here to please you and do as you desire" she said, almost monotonously.&nbsp; Helen knew she was nothing to them, just a cum dump, but she did have her uses. <br><br>And then there was Mordecai....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 04:11:42</strong>
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				Jonesy slid his legs around and planted his feet firmly, yet still remained in a slouch. Comfortable was established without question…after all, they were Doctor’s orders. “I’m sure you have a wonderful gauge, Doctor, but this one’s going to need a stronger prescription…here. I’ll give you a place to think it over…” he patted the sides of his thighs and grinned badly “And another thing…I want your back to me. The boss told me I need to be patient, so you’re to door prize…just get ta bouncing.” <br><br>His attention was already off of her and back on the tv. Ginger was tearing her tongue through Suzy something fierce, and he enjoyed every bit of it. His cock twitched at the sight of his lovely Suzy Q turned to such a compliant slut. Was she always into girls…? Naw…she had damn near ran when Toni first kissed her. Seems like she was sufficiently aiming to please. <em>’And a big thank you to Ginger for proving the experiment a success, for now.</em> he thought with a twinkle in his eye. The only thing left was to properly influence her mind with Mordecai’s idea. Excellent. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 06:20:33</strong>
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				Frank enjoyed the cunt doctor's blowjob. It didn't take him long before he was painting her tonsils white. With a resounding spank on her ass, he sent her on his way. Plopping back down in his chair, he kept his eye on Ginger. He nearly choked when she started the whole girl-girl action. His food was almost instantly consumed so he got up and got seconds. The action on the screen kept pulling him so he finally looked at the Boss.<br><br>"This shit is better to watch live. I'm going down there to watch from the hallway. Maybe I'll even feed Ginger a little bit as well," Frank said as he walked to the door. "I'll keep your orders in mind, Boss."<br><br>With that, Frank left the main house and wandered back into the Hen House. There was a fold-up chair in the hallway and he plunked himself down on it. He set the plate on the floor under the chair and spread his legs apart. He hadn't put his pants back on so his cock was hanging free and quickly rising to the occasion again. His&nbsp; hand slowly stroked his length to encourage it.<br><br>"Hey, Boss Bitch, when that cunt is about to start cumming, you better bite that clit hard," Frank growled out. "Don't mind me bitches. I'm just here to enjoy the show."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 07:34:14</strong>
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				Mordecai gave the head nod to Helen as the fight raged in cage number 2. Frank got a decent helping of bitch sucking al la mode. The TV action kept stealing Mordecai's attention. The fight was expected but the young bitch's lust was not. An added bonus to the training.&nbsp; That was Frank, right down to the last pubic hair plucked.&nbsp; Pent up and ready.<br><br>Jonesy wanted a piece of the doc and she obliged him.&nbsp; And why not the way Jonesy bitch was using her talent even Mordecai could write his name on a diamond with his dick.&nbsp; Who could not appreciate a skilled craftsman at work.<br><br>&nbsp;For Helen, sucking cock was part of her job description. It was in the small print. And other duties that are assigned. Definitely this was assigned.&nbsp; When Jonesy was finished with Helen and everyone had gone off to the Hen House that's when he and Helen would get in their alone time. <br><br>Mordecai glanced up at the cunt sucking on the big tube and missed Frank getting up and leaving until it was too late.<br><br>Crap!!&nbsp; That might be a bigger problem later. Mordecai did not want the bitches to think in any way that they were getting Video'd.&nbsp; Best laid plans, Mordecai thought.&nbsp; And as he turned to look there was Frank and a lounge chair on the big screen in one corner taunting them. What the hell was he thinking any way?<br><br>Mordecai closed his eyes and strummed his fingers on the arms of the lounger. They had to keep the mood tense and dark. It could not deteriorate into a petting zoo. <br><br>There still had to been that feeling of irresistible power that had those women crawling on their knees to a cage that would hold them until they were going to be fucked.&nbsp; If not, one or two slips and the team was screwed. The bitches would reunite and then it would be on.<br><br>His voice calm and silky smooth. The other two had to move quickly. Pull that Maddy bitch out in front of those other two and dragger her to the interrogation room. Later when the three of them were done with her she needed to go back to that same cage. Dumped off. Abandoned like the pound. <br><br>"Rev if you and Jonesy are ready head out to the Hen House with Frank and the three of you pull Maddy out. Now would be a very good time. Definitely right about now."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 13:20:44</strong>
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				Cassie was lost in what Toni was doing to her, that was until she heard the chair and heard Frank's voice. Cassie froze, then pushed Toni away from her. "No no" she muttered as she jumped off Maddy and moved as far to the corner as the chain would allow her. Cassie was terrified of Frank and she wanted to distance herself as much as she could from him. She saw his end result with Toni, he had completely changed her. No way was Cassie going to let that happen to her, she wanted no part of Frank, and she cowered in the corner like a frightened child.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 14:08:02</strong>
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				Jonesy hadn’t noticed Frank leave until he heard his growling voice on the tv “Awww, fuck!” he muttered, knowing that couldn’t be good. As if on cue, Mordecai put in the order to start on Maddy and Jonesy moved, if awkwardly to comply “I’m on it…looks like you get to eat finally, Doctor.” He said as he got up. He shoved his cock painfully back in his pants and growled to fight the discomfort before settling it to the side. Maddy was going to have a problem if the Rev decided it was a good time for an open bar.<br><br>He’d noticed his Suzy Q’s voice on the tv, and first thought of all the work he’d put in going to shit. Then he smiled, and boy was it a broad one. Frank’s already established himself as the big bad wolf. If was just one more opportunity to have his little Suzy eating out of his hands. It was worth a chuckle…since soon enough that would be a literal reality. “I shouldn’t be working this hard right now…” he muttered as he stepped out the door.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 14:47:58</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br>Toni was really beginning to get into things with Cass when suddenly she heard that voice.&nbsp; The one that made her tremble with fear.&nbsp; She wasn't surprised when Cass scrambled away, terrified of what was about to happen.&nbsp; Why had he come here?&nbsp; How had he known what they were doing?&nbsp; Maybe it was just a lucky coincidence but she doubted that, she had a feeling there were cameras everywhere, watching them.&nbsp; She moved off Maddy, "think yourself lucky bitch" she said as she crawled to Cass, pulling her into her arms in a friendly hug.&nbsp; "Please Sir, no more.&nbsp; We are both tired and sore and hungry" she whispered to him, her voice trembling.&nbsp; They had to get out of here.&nbsp; They had to find a way before they were nothing more than sub human.&nbsp; &nbsp;Like that poor Doctor.<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br>Maddy had been very reluctant to lick Toni, it was a sin, it was wrong.&nbsp; She was glad they moved off her, but not when she saw that bastard Frank watching them like it was some cheap porno show.&nbsp; "Prick" she muttered and pulled herself up, sitting away from the girls, but still as far from the door as the chain attached to her collar would allow.&nbsp; She had no idea what was going to happen.&nbsp; She knew the girls would never trust her again.&nbsp; She was so scared, Mordecai was there, somewhere.&nbsp; Watching, planning, plotting.&nbsp; The evil SOB had something in mind she had no doubt...it was what that had her so afraid..<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br>Helen did as she was told, she was about to service Jonsey when Master sent them to deal with Maddy.&nbsp; She knew the woman was about to be hurt, she knew she would need her attention later.&nbsp; But for now it was her and her Master and that thought both terrified and excited her.&nbsp; She hated him so much, but she needed him.&nbsp; Only he could make her feel alive, only he could make her cum with a single touch, or a single word.&nbsp; Once the room was empty apart from them she crawled to his lounger, kneeling beside him, waiting...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 21:49:58</strong>
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				"Aw, I was just getting into the show, cunts," Frank said with a frown. "The Boss sent me down here to keep an eye on you. Have to make sure you didn't hurt the Boss Bitch too badly. Imagine my surprise when I saw you two going at each others' cunts. That made my cock stand at attention. I'm sure you're hungry, Ginger. Tell you what. If you get into a sixty-nine with one of the other cunts and she gets of before you do then I'll give you the rest of my dinner here. The other cunt will get belted five times. If you cum first, Ginger, I'll belt your cunt ten times. Of course, if no one wants to then I'll just start belting every cunt until my arms tire."<br><br>Frank sat back and used his fingers to eat some of the lasagna. He figured the boss didn't want the cunts to know about the videos so he gave them a reason for his presence. Besides, it helped drive a wedge between the cunts. He was here to "protect" the boss bitch, to make sure she wasn't harmed too much. He wondered what the cunts would do about his challenge. The others weren't offered any food. They had to earn that from their owners on their own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 01:34:20</strong>
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				And then Mordecai and Helen were alone as the big screen played out the drama in the Hen's House. Frank had Jonesy's bitch scurrying to the far corner on the end of her chain with just his voice. Son of a Bitch that was simply beautiful.<br><br>Frank's bitch not only heavily into pain but protective. That was very useful to know upfront. There was lots of placed to go with a bitch like that.<br><br>Then there was Maddy. Holding out to the very end. What a fucking martyr!&nbsp; That is what rubbed the fur wrong, Mordecai thought.&nbsp; Pretending to be something she's not.&nbsp; <br><br>It would be the team convincing her to be afraid. Very fucking afraid. So afraid she'd pee herself when someone came down that row of cages whether they were coming for her or not.&nbsp; That was tonight with the branding and rape. Nothing like a good ole three man bang to set up some fear and humiliation.<br><br>After that tomorrow Mordecai would check with the Rev. It would be time while Maddy's head was twisted way the hell around that Mordecai have a little chat with her back in the interrogation room.&nbsp; By then that dragged walk should be terrifying as shit. A movement broke his attention from his thoughts.<br><br>Mordecai caught a motion from the corner of his eyes. His hand came back and his arm snapped out. He could see it was going to catch Helen on the cheek. <br><br>Tag! Helen now had Mordecai's full attention. Most people don't even want half of it. Now, he was going to ensure Helen knew she had awakened his undivided attention.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 02:15:17</strong>
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				The Reverend strolled over to the hen house, and pulled out a cigarette as he walked down the hall, lighting it up and puffing it to a nice fragrant smoky redness on the tip as he entered the room with the lovely caged women.&nbsp; He stood in the doorway for a moment, just surveying the scene.&nbsp; He waited until he was noticed, waiting for the three naked women on their knees in the cage, collared and leashed to the ring in the floor by those short chains, to look at him. And he waited some more, puffing on the cigarette again, and then holding it as he blew the smoke, waiting while all three of them had time to wonder what would happen to them next, to wonder if it was them.&nbsp; But it was the bossier bitch, the one with the info that his gaze finally settled on.&nbsp; He put the cigarette back in his mouth. "Let's get started shall we?"<br><br>He moved forward and reached for her chain with a firm grip of his fist, and slapped her right across the face with the back of his other hand. He raised his hand again, and held it there, "You even <em>think</em> about causing me even a moment of trouble and I will slap you until you can't even kneel, until you're lying there unconscious and we have to pee on you to wake you up. Got me Princess?" He looked her in the eye, and blew smoke right in her face.<br><br>Slowly he lowered Slapper -- that's what he liked to call his right hand; although, he sometimes had to explain what kind of slapping he was talking about -- and he disconnected the bitch's leash from the ring.&nbsp; He held the chain, which now dangled against her back&nbsp; as there was some slack in it now between his fist on one end of it, and her collar on the other.&nbsp; He pointed at the floor right outside the cage. "Crawl, Princess." And he kicked her hard in the ass with his boot.&nbsp; "Crawl in front of your friends. We want more information from you, and lets see if you want to get them punished again."<br><br>He followed her out to that spot after another kick was enough to get the dazed bitch moving. Shit if those other two hadn't done a bit of a number on her already.&nbsp; He gripped her hair in one fist, her chain with the other, and turned her roughly, forcing her to face the other two girls, with the other guys looking on too.&nbsp; <br><br>He knelt down and touched her front side, touching her tits and watching the bitch wince. "Keep it shut, bitch. I don't want to hear any whining about how much it hurts. I only want to hear the information the boss needs, and you know <em>damn well</em> what that is."&nbsp; He touched her over all the red spots, all the deep scrapes, oozing lightly. It would heal, but she looked like she was hurting in front.&nbsp; "Well, looks like your two friends went to town on you already, didn't they Princess?"&nbsp; He squeezed her nipple with his chain hand, still holding her head up by the hair, forcing her to face her friends.<br><br>"I was going to work you over in front, and let them watch, and then if you didn't talk, the two of them would give it to both your friends twice as hard and twice as long -- because of you of course Princess. I wanted to paint a masterpiece of pain on your tits and your belly and maybe even a few other places, but it looks like I'd be painting on used canvas, at least for now." he reached down, stroking her belly, and then her clit, not for pleasure, but just to show he could do anything at all to her, and to do it in full view of the other two girls. <br><br>So we're going to work your backside first, back in the other room. But before we go, I'd like to just make sure your friends can see exactly where we're going to be doing our work for the next hour or two." He paused. "Yes, hour or two, depends on how you behave. Now turn around Princess, be a good girl and turn around, show the other two little doggies in the cage your sweet ass, I want to show them something."<br><br>He forced her to turn, treating her hair like a very crude harness, twisting unnecessarily, until she was facing the door and her ass toward the cage.&nbsp; He knelt beside the cage.&nbsp; "Fellas, make sure your bitches are watching, because they need to know what's coming for them if Princess sells them out again just to help a bank that doesn't give a shit about them either."<br><br>"Girls, in the other room, I've got my trusty old whip. That should be good for most of the back..." he stroked the bitch's back gently, even as he spoke of cruelty, "and most of her ass and these sexy thighs and calves." He stroked her each place he spoke of whipping, getting that skin alive to the touch, ready to receive sensation no matter what it was.&nbsp; "And lastly we have to mark you, since you are property now, objects that are owned. Pets or livestock at best, you understand?"&nbsp; he turned and looked at them. "So eventually you'll get branded in some nice places so whoever we let fuck you will know who to make the check out to, but for now, at least for Princess, her first brand will go right here... " and he pulled his cigarette out of his mouth, puffed it to a nice red glow, and touched it to the soft spot in the middle of her exposed foot, holding her ankle as it shook and tried to kick free, burning her foot with the cigarette. "..and here" puffing again and now burning the other foot the same way for a good five seconds, going G-Gordon-Liddy on her, pausing between feet only to slap her ass telling her "Sit still Princess, bad Princess" before burinng the second foot.<br><br>"You see, this way, you won't be tempted to forget what you are, and try to run around up on your feet like a human being, like your Masters. You will crawl from now on, basically for the rest of your lives, however long that turns out to be, am I right gentlemen?" He turned and looked back and forth to his two partners in this endeavor, a broad smile on his face and a huge bulge in his pants.<br><br>He put the cigarette in his <del>pants</del>mouth, listening to Princess sobbing and slapped her again, and then kicked her feet.&nbsp; "Move it, Princess. We've got work to do. Guys, we need an audience. Let's go."<br><br>And he forced Princess down the hall, kicking her as needed to force her to crawl toward the room where her promised torment awaited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 06:14:11</strong>
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				Jonesy walked in with the Rev, hearing the last of Frank’s ultimatum to the girls. In his best opinion, what he was doing would be counterproductive to what they were looking for, not to mention the fact that he took a perfectly hot moment in the henhouse away, and managed to keep him from getting his dick wet all at the same damn time. Not cool…not fucking cool. He had to keep it together, though. It wasn’t the man’s fault if he had no feel for improve, and it wouldn’t do to argue with a fellow coworker…especially in front of company. That’s a big no-no.<br><br>When the Rev went to see Maddy, he kept his eyes trained on his Suzy Q. If anyone had to play this right, it would at least be him. No, he didn’t know what she was doing down here. Yes, he’d be absolutely floored if told that his darling Suzy Q was about to obtain her lick-her license. No, he wouldn’t seek punishment, but would voice his concern over the event taking place without his permission. <em>’Tone…ya gotta set the proper tone!</em> he took a look at the Rev as he worked on Maddy, and then looked back at Frank in a “see?” look. <br><br><em> There ya go, Rev! Climb the Corporate ladder!’</em> he thought with a dry chuckle “just a real straight shooter, with upper management written all over him” he muttered with a smile. He moved his body intentionally in front of Frank, as he could tell his Suzy Q was deathly afraid of the man. After what he did, who could blame her? He wouldn’t interfere with the Rev’s message unless the others got out of line, and was sure to give Suzy a wink after he escorted the smart bitch to the interrogation room. <br><br>It was his understanding that they would be reviewing the information that she was going to tell them…and she was going to tell them, or she’s going to wish they accidentally finished the job in her cell. He looked back at Frank as he was prepped to follow behind the crawling Maddy “Chuck it back in your pants, Frank…we have a Manager to entertain. Needless to say, he stuck around until he moved on…gotta give that man a coloring book or something…keep his ass occupied.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 16:13:24</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>She knew things were gonna get bad when she saw Reverend appear in the door way.&nbsp; She gulped and took a couple of breaths, but nothing could prepare her for the terror in her eyes as he pulled her out.&nbsp; He slapped her, the cigarette smoke making her gag and her eyes flutter.&nbsp; She had always hated them, always hated the smell.&nbsp; <br><br>She crawled out, looking back at Cass and Toni, she shook her head, trying to tell them to behave, don't do anything to upset these bastards.&nbsp; She knew she would be hurt, be badly hurt and hoped they wouldn't do it to the others.&nbsp; She was still trying to protect them.&nbsp; &nbsp; His touch made her whimper and wince, her breasts hurt so much.&nbsp; But she had taken that without a fight.&nbsp; The girls were scared, they had been forced to see Maddy as the culprit, she wondered if their thoughts would change when she was returned to them.<br><br>There was nothing she could do but move, turning so her arse was too the girls.&nbsp; Her head hung resolutely there was nothing she could do.&nbsp; She was already so scared.&nbsp; She felt his hand on her, caressing, stroking her gently.&nbsp; She shuddered under his touch.&nbsp; His words were hard, evil and she knew he was planning something.&nbsp; She felt him grip her ankle and then pain.&nbsp; Raw, sheer agony tore through her, she tried to pull her foot away but he held it tight.&nbsp; She cried out, sobbing, “please please Sir, don't” she begged but she knew her words would fall on deaf ears.<br><br>She screamed out again as he did the same to her other foot.&nbsp; 5 seconds felt like 5 years and she was sobbing hard when he took the cigarette off.&nbsp; Her feet were throbbing and she knew this was just the start.&nbsp; She crawled into the interrogation room, weeping hard, so very afraid.&nbsp; She didn't know what else she had to tell them.&nbsp; She had given them the codes..unless....but that was impossible, the only other code she had was the main system sweep code.&nbsp; That would give him....she gulped, if he got that he would be able to get millions.&nbsp; And she was sure the bank had forgotten she had it, fuck, she didn't even know if she remembered the 12 digit number.&nbsp; And then of course there was the other thing.....the one she was sure he was saving till last....<br><br>She was crying softly as she was forced towards the interrogation room, he kicked her and she cried out, but she knew this was going to change her, she would come out a different woman....she wasn't sure how, all she knew was that she would...<br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni held Cassie tight, trying to protect her as the animals came back. She hated Frank, she hated him so much, she was about to refuse his demand when they dragged out Maddy.&nbsp; She felt glad the bitch was gonna get some.&nbsp; But she wasn't expecting the sheer brutality of what they did.&nbsp; She gasped as they slapped her around, kicking her hard.&nbsp; Then..oh Lord she turned away, but her eyes were drawn back as they pressed the cigarette into her feet.&nbsp; She couldn't believe it.&nbsp; She had never seen anything like this and Maddy's cries made her wonder if they had been set up to beat her.&nbsp; She wasn't a bad woman, she was just...staid and had her principles.<br><br>She saw Jonsey try to work on Cassie and she knew he was as bad as the rest, no matter what Cassie said.&nbsp; He was as equally sick and twisted as the rest, just he did things in a different way.&nbsp; She shook her head, comforting Cass, “its ok love, they have Maddy to focus on, try to relax, we have some time to relax.” She sussed her, stroking her face, trying to comfort her.&nbsp; Even when she was terrified Toni focused on Cass, she couldn't let her fear overwhelm her.<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen knew not to move as his hand sent a sting through her cheek.&nbsp; She knew he was in a mood, she just didn't know what sort of mood.&nbsp; She gulped as she looked at him, then the screen, wincing as they burnt the soles of her feet.<br><br>“Master my this slut attend to that one when she is returned, she is going to need some care” she said, knowing the guys were going to hurt Maddy.&nbsp; She hoped they realised that if they fucked her up to bad she would be out of rotation.&nbsp; &nbsp;Helen might be a slut and her Master's pet, but she was still a Doctor and she had to look after the property.&nbsp; Whether Mordecai would let her take her from the cage tonight she didn't know.&nbsp; But she knew the guys would hurt her, and she would have to make sure she was treated tonight.&nbsp; <br><br>She looked a him, she hated him, loathed him, but she also loved him in a perverted way.&nbsp; He had twisted her, turned her.&nbsp; She was still herself deep inside, she still wept when he touched her, but she knew what he expected and she did as she was told.&nbsp; She had never been so afraid of a man as she was Mordecai.&nbsp; The three with Maddy were amateurs where this man was concerned.&nbsp; She doubted even they knew the depths of his depravity...<br><br>Helen knew, she knew all to well.&nbsp; And she could see by the look in his eyes he was going to hurt her.&nbsp; She hated the way that made her wet, her scent wafted around them and she gulped.&nbsp; Already she was aroused as he knew she would be...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 16:25:18</strong>
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				Cassie cowered in the corner as she heard Franks proposal. She shook her head "no" to Toni, she was so scared, she didn't want to get hurt like that. He was so evil and he terrified the living daylights out of Cassie. Jonesy was nothing like that, he cared, he took care of Cassie, but Frank, he was a monster. <br><br>When Maddy was taken by the Rev, Cassie was actually glad to see her go, she deserved whatever they did to her. She hoped that she would come back as marked up as they did. That was until she saw the cigarette pressed to Maddy's feet. She heard Maddy scream out, and Cassie covered her ears. It was like a bad horror movie. Like her own personal, nightmare, where she can ever escape the bad guy. Cassie looked up to Jonesy and bit her lip. He was there to protect her, right? She knew he wasn't as bad as the others. He was punishing Maddy for what Happened to her and Toni, she just knew that. <br><br>As the men led Maddy away, Cassie's cheeks were tear stained. She stayed close to Toni, her spirit broken and shattered. She didn't know which end was up. Cassie now was the shy one, the one to cower and give in. She just needed comfort and would go to whomever gave it to her. And right now that was Toni. Cassie whimpered and laid down, her head in Toni's lap. "Don't let them kill me," she whispered, as tears fell onto Toni's legs under her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 16:43:15</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni stroked her head, "its ok sweetheart, we'll get through this" she said, but she didnt know if they would.&nbsp; She was scared, terrified of the things that had been done to them.&nbsp; It was getting cold and there was not much to keep them warm.&nbsp; There was one old blanket that was folded in the corner of the cage.&nbsp; Her breasts were sore, but they were not as bad as she had feared, the drug the DOctor had given them was still working.&nbsp; She was hungry and thristy, but she wasnt about to beg.&nbsp; Not yet.<br><br>"Look, the bottom of this cage isnt to bad, its slightly padded. And theres a blanket, lets try to get some sleep" she said to her, "come on" she moved them around so that she could hold Cass, the blanket over the both.&nbsp; it was very thick, but it was something.&nbsp; She wanted to cry as well, but she had to seem strong.&nbsp; She held Cass tight, "we'll get through this, one way or another we'll get through this." She told her gently.&nbsp; Hoping she was right and they would survive...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 16:56:33</strong>
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				Cassie nodded laid in front of Toni. She was shivering now and knew deep in her soul she was not going to make it through the night. She sighed as Toni threw the blanket over the two of them. Cassie didn't dare close her eyes though, god knew how they would punish her if she did. She was so exhausted and scared, and tried to fight off sleep. She knew they would be back with Maddy later and would probably take one of them next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 18:55:33</strong>
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				Mordecai stared sullenly at the screen. <br><br>Frank taunting the bitches and making threats that he didn't have the balls to back up and the Rev doing the sole train on Maddy.&nbsp; It did not look very intimidating and terrorizing. It looked like wanton purposeless torture. That was NOT what Mordecai had directed. <br><br>Terrorizing and intimidating meant stating facts about the hopelessness of a situation and severely punishing minor infractions.&nbsp; Making promises that would be kept to the letter. NEVER lying or overstating anything. When unsure say something general instead of something specific. Always offering an out that was unpleasant so that the choices were always between boiling oil and red fire ants. <br><br>Mordecai thought his instructions were simple enough. Terrorize the other two. Have the Rev make good his promise to Maddy.&nbsp; Brand her in the interrogation room and finish with a three way gang bang. <br><br>He did not expect Maddy to talk. Not to them. Not now. Just get her sore and hurting just enough so that tomorrow or the next day he could take her in there with the Rev and she would be puking out anything he wanted from her by just running a permanent marker on her breasts where they were gonna scar her like the others.<br><br>This with the Rev and the burning the soles. Dammit!! Mordecai had planned for the 3 bitches to try an escape by Wednesday.&nbsp; But hell NO!!&nbsp; Not until that cunt's feet healed enough to run. And forget the FUCK out of tomorrow. If she's worked over hard tonight like the sample video suggests then she'll be down for a couple of days.&nbsp; <br><br>And then Frank and the bitches. The guys were already territorial about their bitches. This was gonna divide the team quicker than money. Frank was gonna find himself bleeding out from separate sacks if he kept fucking with the other two guys bitches.&nbsp; <br><br>PUSSY and MONEY!!!&nbsp; How hard was that to focus on???? <br><br>Mordecai took a shallow breath and released the tight grip on the arms of the lounger. He trusted all three men. He trusted Frank to be brutally efficient. The Reverend to be subtly evil. Jonesy to be a psychological mind fuck and a half. They were his most precious asset. He trusted them to do the job he sent them to do. Creatively. It was time to let them do it while he watched.<br><br>Helen butted into his thoughts with her usual Doctor stick.<br><br>His eyes never moved from the Big Screen. Mordecai raised one finger after Helen spoke. Silence. <br><br>Mordecai was annoyed. He never got angry. This was business. He was a professional. His hand slipped into his pocket and retrieved the five alligator clips with wire leads. He placed them on the arm of the chair displayed for Helen to see.<br><br>Then with a wiggle of his index finger, he motioned for Helen to move closer. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 19:21:29</strong>
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				Frank rolled his eyes when the other guys showed up. So much for being able to follow through with his threats. Then he thought over what he said and smiled evilly. He reached down to get his belt and then remembered that his pants were back in the main house. Standing up, he walked into the cage and grabbed the blanket from the bitches.<br><br>"It's not time for you to sleep, Ginger," he murmured. "I gave you an order and I expect to be obeyed. Now, as you can see, I don't have a belt on me right now so I'm going to go get one and come back. I can be nice if everyone just does what they are told to do. Be a nice bitch and play nicely with the others."<br><br>With that, he walked out of the cage and dropped the blanket on the chair he had been sitting on. A frown marred his face as he stalked quickly back to the main room. The other guys should know that he wouldn't damage their cunts too much until after they were turned over to him. Hell, he had no problem letting the others use Ginger, of course, only after he took all of her holes first. He walked into the main house in record time and put his pants back on. Without a glance at the Boss, he marched back to the Hen House. His bitch needed to know that he never made idle threats.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 19:32:37</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>The once shy and quiet girl sat up slowly as Frank tore the blanket from them.&nbsp; She had no intention of doing what he said.&nbsp; "Fuck you arsehole" she whispered.&nbsp; she knew he would hurt her, but Cassie was in no way fit enough to take anything, if she tried the girl would be a wreck, was that what they wanted?&nbsp; She watched him leave, and looked at Cassie. <br><br>"I'll try to protect you babes, but this guy is totally mental" she warned her, knowing that her refusal would cost her, but she wasnt about to do anything to Cassie.&nbsp; "I am not gonna do anything to her" she hissed at him, "cant you see how she is?&nbsp; Fuck you are a sick, twisted bastard, just leave us alone for a few hours" she told him with hatred burning in her eyes.<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br><br>She fell silent on his simple command, she could tell he was not happy and that was going to mean pain for her.&nbsp; She knelt were she was, waiting, knowing he would turn to her when he was ready.<br><br>Her eyes grew wide as she watched him produce the 5 nasty looking clips.&nbsp; She gulped, he was going to hurt her.&nbsp; She saw his gesture and she crawled towards him, so that she was right next to him, kneeling ready for him to use and torture her...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 19:55:57</strong>
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				Cassie whimpered like a hurt puppy when the blanket was removed. She was terrified of Frank, and Jonesy was already gone. Cassie scrambled to the corner of the cell, and she huddled, making herself as small as possible. "He's gonna hurt us, he's gonna hurt us.", Cassie just kept repeating it as Frank went to get his belt. No matter what Toni said, she knew the sheer brute force of Frank, would break her even further. Cassie was on the raid to being one of those beautiful glass dolls, broken and thrown in the corner that no one wanted. If Frank go to her, it would be all over for sure. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 01:00:08</strong>
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				~~ Mordecai with Helen at the Big Screen<br><br>Someone had returned and by the Big Screen it must be Frank. Mordecai wasn't surprised when he saw him grab his trousers and put them on. It made sense to go back to the Hen House dressed for a game of three on the bitch.<br><br>Mordecai had been a fan of the Cooking Channel. Interrogators could learn a lot from those great Chefs. Who in their right mind would pay 25 bucks a plate for half a spoon full of potatoes, six green beans, and a silver dollar sized piece of tenderloin.<br><br>&nbsp;NO ONE... <br><br>Unless it was put on a white medium sized plate drizzled with a few lines of savory gravy and served on a white table cloth by someone with a towel over their arm.<br><br>&nbsp;It was all about the presentation. You could serve people anything if the presentation was right. And charge anything for it. <br><br>Mordecai decided after he got good at taking money he'd open a restaurant and make more money then he knew what to do with. He would just have to steal and collar two good Chef's and he'd be set.<br><br>After all he stole a damn Doctor and collared her. That was a fucking nightmare with all the pedigrees and associations she has to keep up with annually. She fucking costs a fortune but oh so worth it. <br><br>Mordecai glanced over at the arm of the chair selecting the first one. He picked the middle one with thumb and finger. Turning to Helen he squeezed the tip and let her watch those saw teeth jaws open. <br><br>"Right tit, lean forward please," Mordecai said quietly much calmer than he might have managed earlier. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 16:09:17</strong>
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				The Reverend gave the crawling woman one more kick, motivating her to enter the room as she stopped briefly at the door. This kick was right on her sexy ass rather than her feet.&nbsp; "Just wanted to watch your ass jiggle one last time, sweet Princess, before it's all marked up and striped from the whip. You understand, don't you Princess?" as he followed her into the room. "Corner. Now." and he pointed to the back left corner. He had mounted brackets, one drilled into each wall.&nbsp; They were higher than her head, and each was about 2 or 3 feet away from the actual corner itself. "Go on." and he gave her bottom a pleasant spank -- pleasant for him, stinging for her.<br><br>He followed her to the corner, and reached down to disconnect her leash from her pretty Princess collar. He tossed it behind him and then took a grip of just a bit of her hair, pulling upward so it would hurt quite a bit, but not hard enough to actually rip it out.&nbsp; Enough to strongly motivate, but certainly not enough to do any of her work for her: standing up on those feet was her job now, not his.&nbsp; "Come on Princess, this is your corner.&nbsp; Time to stand up for me. Up you go." His hand did caress her side, her hip, enjoying her struggle to get up, knowing putting her foot on the floor was going to hurt like hell, and she'd probably only be able to stand on the balls of her feet or tip toes. He looked forward to seeing how she worked that out.<br><br>Once she was finally standing, he turned her. "Don't look at us, Princess. Did me or Jonesy say you should look at what we're gonna do to you? Turn around, face your corner."&nbsp; Once she was no longer looking he quietly pulled out a pair of handcuffs from the drawer in the workbench behind him and laid it across her shoulder, pleased that the metal was so cool from lying in the drawer.&nbsp; "Take those and put it on your right wrist. Go on Princess." He gave her a bit of a swat across her bottom, making sure she knew there was no way out of this. "Do as I say or it will be even worse for your friends.&nbsp; And we'll feed you birthday cake and soda pop in front of them while we do it, just to make sure the two of them know your role in it." He kept talking as she finally put the cuff to her wrist. "Now the other end. Attach it to the bracket up there to your side, up on the wall. Go ahead."<br><br>He waited and watched, and smacked her once more until she did it. Now she was trapped, facing the corner, her right arm cuffed to a wall bracket at her side, over her head.&nbsp; The Reverend pulled out the second cuffs, letting her hear this one a little better. "I'll have to do this one myself, since it looks like you're in no position to do even such a simple thing as cuffing your own wrist now, Princess, but don't worry, baby, I'm here to take care of you." He was almost whispering this in her ear from behind now as he approached her.&nbsp; "Wrist." he demanded. He tugged on her hair. "Don't make this harder on those other two than it has to be. You will suffer regardless, you and I both know that, but the question is how badly will <em>they </em>suffer while you eat your birthday cake."<br><br>He took her smaller wrist in his hand and snapped the metal around it, "Smart girl, very good." he stroked her hair, letting her know she made the right choice.&nbsp; He moved to her left side, holding her cuffed left wrist, and lifted it up over her head, stretching it out to the bracket up on the other wall of the corner, to her left. He snapped it shut and stepped back. "Isn't she a lovely picture like that Jonesy? Like a canvas just waiting to get painted on?"&nbsp; She was standing naked, facing the corner, with both arms raised out to her sides.&nbsp; It was not so high that she <em>had</em> to go on tiptoes, but that was really the only way she'd be able to tolerate standing with those burns on he feet. That and a lot of helpless agonized squirming. And the tiptoes part would only work so long as her leg muscles held out.&nbsp; At the same time, her arms were extended outward, but not so far that she couldn't pull them a bit this way and that, she was not taut in this position, but she would not leave it. She could not kneel from there. She could not protect herself with her arms.&nbsp; She could not lean against the wall.&nbsp; "What a lovely sight you are Princess. I'm so glad we have this time to play together."<br><br>He left her standing. He moved around the room, his footsteps audible. He didn't really do all that much except pick up the leash he'd dropped, close a few drawers he'd left open earlier, moving back and forth to her as he did this.&nbsp; But he wanted to give her a few minutes to get used to her position, to give her muscles a little chance to wear themselves out from the anxiety of waiting and from the strain of trying to stay off her burned soles.&nbsp; He stopped behind her briefly, and reached down to grab one of her ankles and pull it up behind her, bending her leg back at the knee and stretching her leg awkwardly so he could look more closely at the burn, touching it, and sucking in a breath. "Yeah, that's gotta hurt." He dropped the leg suddenly, and walked across the room to confer with Jonesy in hushed but clearly audible tones, asking if he had a cane they might be able to use.&nbsp; <br><br>But finally, he couldn't wait any longer. He took the whip, the one he'd promised her, and took it from its place where he'd left it earlier. He let it dangle against the ground, the sound of the leather strands hitting the floor quite distinct. He walked back to her slowly, watching her reaction to that noise, the sound as the strands dragged across the floor, his footsteps returning to her, each step like one more lost number in her countdown.<br><br>Finally he was at her back, stroking her hair. "I made you a promise, and I'm going to keep it.&nbsp; You earned this, and I will give it to you. And then there is going to be so much more. The question, who will suffer, you? Or them?&nbsp; We know there are more things you did not tell us.&nbsp; If you cough up what the Boss needs, AND even the stuff you think he <em>doesn't</em> need and <em>doesn't</em> know about, then you will get the rest of the suffering.&nbsp; But if you DON'T.&nbsp; Or if I have to come back for more, because the Boss tells me you didn't give him EVERYTHING he needs, then you will get birthday cake, and they will get your presents instead of you."<br><br>He stroked the whip across her back gently, letting her feel it.&nbsp; He took the frayed tip of one strand, rubbed it against her cheek, irritating her skin for sure, making sure she had time to contemplate what was about to happen to her, and what the consequences were for disappointing them.<br><br>"Oh, and one last important detail before you get the whipping you wanted. Jonesy, would you be kind enough to bring over the spreader bar and get her ready while I warm up my shoulder?&nbsp; I really can't do a proper job under these conditions." And one last whisper to her, "Remember Princess. We want EVERYTHING.&nbsp; Everything you know belongs to us now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 16:40:35</strong>
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				<strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen gulped as he selected the first of the clamps, her body already aching for his touch, for his abuse.&nbsp; She leant forward when ordered too, presenting herself to him.&nbsp; She took a deep breath, wondering if he was going to really hurt her tonight, he seemed to be rather annoyed, but others wouldnt see that, it was only because Helen had been with him a long time she could see the tiny tell tale signs.&nbsp; <br><br>She made sure her right breast was there for him, nipple hard, the globe clear of any bruises.&nbsp; For the moment at least.<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>The Reverend was a man who took his work seriously, Maddy could see that.&nbsp; He was as evil as Mordecai, but she wasnt as coweled by him as she was the boss man, not yet anyway.&nbsp; She tried not to make a sound as he slapped and kicked her, she crawled, her eyes still wet with tears as they took her into the room that she feared being in.&nbsp; She whimpered as she was pulled to her feet, doing a sort of dance to keep her weight off the burnt soles.&nbsp; She whimpered, praying to her God for his strength and help.&nbsp; She winced a couple of times, yelping as her feet touched the ground and the pain shot through her.<br><br>She was turned to the corner, facing the walls, she saw the brackets and knew what they were for.&nbsp; She was not about to get her two girls in anymore trouble, they were in enough.&nbsp; She would protect them as much as she could.&nbsp; She took the handcuff and placed it on, doing it up and then reaching up and hooking herself over the hook.&nbsp; She gulped again, terror already rushing through her veins.&nbsp; She hated the way he smacked her, the way he just did what he wanted to her.&nbsp; She knew Jonsey was in the room, but she knew he was as bad as the rest, if not worse with the mind games he was playing.<br><br>"Why are you two like this?&nbsp; Why do you want to hurt us so?" she asked as her other wrist was cuffed and then stretched up.&nbsp; She jostled around, her feet hurt so badly, she couldnt put them down, the pain was sheer agony.&nbsp; But she knew that was just a start, she would feel a world of hurt before too long.<br><br>"Please, please I havent any more to give you.&nbsp; I gave you everything" she sobbed, twisting, writhing in the restraints.&nbsp; She was beginning to feel panicked, beginning to dread this.&nbsp; She knew they would enjoy this.&nbsp; "I..I dont know what else he wants from me" she whispered, "you cant trust him, you know that dont you." She said to them, "he double crossed another gang, years ago.&nbsp; He let them take the fall and took off with their stash" it was a lie.&nbsp; She had been the one to ring the cops, she had told the FBI about the next hit.&nbsp; It had all been her.....and none of them knew, they blamed Mordecai cos he was the only one who wasnt arrested.&nbsp; <br><br>"Please please Reverend, I know you are a man of the cloth, please let us talk and maybe ask God for guidance.&nbsp; Please it doesnt have to be this way" she pleaded, feeling the whip on her body, knowing she was close, so close to feeling that evil device on her.&nbsp; "Please Jonsey, you seem a decent man, please lets talk about this, please dont do this.&nbsp; I...I have nothing else to tell you" she sobbed, her panick bubbling over.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 01:52:02</strong>
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				Mordecai licked his thumb and index finger across his tongue as he watched the Jonesy, the Reverend and Maddy. His fingers painting his spit across Helen's perked nipple. He could imagine how wet her cunt was getting with anticipation. He wanted her dripping tonight. Dripping without relief from everything he was lining up for her.<br><br>Mordecai glanced over to Helen's body. Satisfied her nipple was ready. He caressed her breast tenderly. The prelude. Building the moment with every single touch. <br><br>His other hand with the open jaws of the saw tooth clamp. Letting her see both how gentle he was touching her and what menace he planned for her. Slowly. Closer. The jaws hovering. The teeth straddling the tight flesh of her nipples.<br><br>"I want to hear sounds from you tonight," Mordecai told Helen as he slowly released the teeth of the clamps on her nipple. <br><br>Four more to go, Mordecia thought as he watched her reaction. Then he turned back to the Big Screen where the real shows were taking place. He dialed in cage #2 and the hallway in thumbnail at opposite corners. Frank and the girls should be there somewhere.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 04:29:55</strong>
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				Frank had left them entirely, though he didn’t know for how long. He imagined that he was getting a little chilly without pants, but part of him couldn’t help but get a little territorial in regards to his sweet little bitch, Suzy. Mordecai said it best…they were property. Not his property, but property. Period. He would have to trust these guys to do what they do best, and vice versa. <br><br>Watching the Rev get his fill of the smart bitch was entertaining in and of itself. He enjoyed the bit part he was able to play in building up the tension just before the whipping. The spreader bar, however, gave him a little hope for the night. He almost hoped she’d play it strong in the beginning…it was so much fun to see the breakdown of strength, but the obliteration of hope…damn, but was that a sight to behold. <br><br>The Rev knew he didn’t have no damn cane, but that didn’t stop him from playing along. In truth, he was more the…hands-on type. Instruments were handy, and his hands couldn’t inflict with as much damage or precision, but he was happier using them and happiest using his mind. Well, when he was busy twisting the minds of others. One should always have a goal in life, and to him, enslaving the mind was so much more valuable than enslaving bodies in shackles and chains.<br><br>But that didn’t mean it didn’t have its uses! One of which Jonesy was more than happy to apply to their neighborhood bank manager. He kept things cordial when he got near her…very businesslike. You wouldn’t have guessed that he still had a standing grudge from something that almost felt like it happened years ago. What a difference a change in scenery makes! No…there were still some hard feelings, and though turning her friends against her for a while, and this whipping would help with a few of them, it would only be the start.<br><br>When she started begging, well, things became a little less fun. She wasn’t scheduled to beg until about the 4th or 5th lash…they just don’t make them like they used to. After securing her ankles on the spreader bar, then making sure there was a good wide gap, he locked things in and stood up. His eyes would have seemed dead to her as he ignored what she said about Mordecai. Even if it was true, it was still just a desperate attempt to get her ass out of trouble. When&nbsp; she spoke of decency, he replied “Oh, I am decent, Maddy. I like reading, movies, and nice walks on the beach. I like hot sex, cold beer, and room temperature beef jerky. I also like to hear you scream, and I’m decently pleased to know that will be coming soon”<br><br>He chuckled at that and backed away. Damned if he was going to get a taste of that whip with her. He raised an eyebrow<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 19:22:21</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy listened to him and she knew he wasnt like that.&nbsp; How could a man pretend to be a normal man when he enjoyed the things he did?&nbsp; When he did what he did?&nbsp; She hissed at his words, "You are as bad as the rest, you pretend you are more civilised, more of a gentleman, but you arent, you will hurt us as soon as look at us" she told him, her voice full of loathing for him.<br><br>Her legs were forced apart by the spreader bar, she was tied so she couldnt do anything.&nbsp; She took a breath, "well, go on then, I know you are both looking forward to this.&nbsp; So go ahead and do it." She sneered, knowing she was going to be torn to shreads by the whip and wondering if they would actually care, if the Reverend would go mad or whether he would stop after a few lashes.&nbsp; She knew she was at their mercy, if they had any that was.<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen moaned softly as he caressed her nipple, making it so hard.&nbsp; His gentle touch didnt fool her, she shivered knowing he was at his worst when he was in this mood.&nbsp; She watched the clamp move closer to her and she whimpered, his words bought a nod from her and she gulped.&nbsp; Then the clamp bit down and she cried out loudly, her voice full of pain.<br><br>"That really hurts Master" she whispered, her body aching with need.&nbsp; 4 more sat there and she looked at him, "you're going to hurt this slut Master arent you?" she said softly, lowering her gaze from his.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 04:37:03</strong>
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				Mordecai ignored Helen's question but not the pain. He loved her in pain. She was always his night cap. <br><br>There was much going on in the interrogation room which had his attention. The Reverend and Jonesy were handling Maddy nicely. Maddy was pinking up just by the handling. This had great promise. He knew Maddy. She was tough. The whimpering they got from her already earned major cudos with him.<br><br>Mordecai reached for another clamp. He licked his fingers before pinching Helen's other nipple into a sharp stiff cone.<br><br>There was the matter of the cage. The two women had engaged in unsolicited sex with each other. It was a great show and one Mordecai especially appreciated. However, a punishable offense. It just went against the grain of independence the men were working so hard to create to include orgasm. <br><br>The jaws opened. The saw teeth slipped between Helen's unprotected nipple. <br><br>There was an order to things after all. The two conspirators in the cage had too much energy and required some benign punishment. They required a hard work out at the wheel while Maddy was occupied elsewhere. <br><br>Mordecai thought about just how to go about that as he released his grip on the clamp and let the teeth sink deep into Helen's nipples.<br><br>Then he looked at her in the way a scientist looks at his lab experiment as he watched to see the effects.&nbsp; His fingers wiggling the clamps so her nipples bobbed rapidly.<br><br>"Feel free to hurt as much as you need to," Mordecai encouraged. "Don't hold back, my slut."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 08:31:57</strong>
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				Frank took his time walking back to the Hen House. As he passed the interrogation room, he heard the lovely sound of a whip being used on a body. The scream that came next warmed his black heart. Finally, he was back at the cage staring at the other two cunts. Before he could do anything though, the phone rang.<br><br>"Yeah, Boss, what's up?" he asked as he casually removed his belt from his pants. He still needed to use it on Ginger just to show her that he meant what he said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 21:07:39</strong>
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				The Reverend finished stretching his shoulder. He didn't really need to stretch his shoulder; hell, the whip would do all the real work. But he enjoyed making all those noises, letting the naked woman cuffed and spread in the corner think about the kind of ferocity that was going to get unleashed on her back.&nbsp; He set the whip down for a moment and approached Princess from behind as Jonesy finished with the bar at her ankles.&nbsp; "Yeah, Princess," he chuckled, "I'm a man of the cloth, so to speak."&nbsp; He stepped very close to her now, his body pressed firmly against her from behind, letting his hips work a bit of lewd business against the small of her back, and he wrapped his hands around to her front, one teasing her right nipple lightly, the other slowly rubbing her tummy, almost like when he rubbed his own dog's tummy.&nbsp; "Maybe not exactly the cloth you're thinking of.&nbsp; My cloth is the one that wipes up a bloody mess, or maybe shuts up an annoying slut when she just can't take it anymore.&nbsp; I'm a man of a useful cloth, not that shit you're thinking of."&nbsp; He stroked a little lower with the hand on her tummy, and the fingers on her nipple started sqeezing... hard... then harder... "So, if you think you need a man of my kind of cloth, maybe you want me to gag the shit out of you, who knows, just say the word."&nbsp; His hips gave her a sharp thrust, jerking her body a bit.&nbsp; "Enjoy sweetie. I know we will."<br><br>He stepped back and crouched down.&nbsp; He could see she was struggling to stay up on her toes, up off the cigarette burns on her feet. He stroked her straining calf muscles, scratching them gently.&nbsp; Then he playfully slapped the exposed bottoms of her feet, just to watch what happened, and he laughed."Yes, this is gonna be fun Princess."<br><br>He stood up.&nbsp; "Let's make sure she stays up on her toes like that. It stretches her legs so beautifully, makes me want to fuck the shit out of her ass right now."&nbsp; He looked in the drawers, until he found a couple small blocks of wood and some sandpaper. He pushed a tack through the sandpaper, attaching a piece to the top of each small block of wood, with the rough side facing up. He came back to her, and showed her the blocks, reaching around and stroking them against her soft skin, her breast, her nipple, her cheek, the sandpaper scraping at her. "Your job is to be the very prettiest Princess you can be for us, to keep us hard and ready to rape you whenever we want. So, Pretty Princess, you'd better stay up on those toes, keep your legs all sexy like this. No matter how much we hurt you, no matter how tired your leg muscles get, you still gotta stay Pretty for your Masters."&nbsp; Then he crouched down and slid the sandpaper blocks under her feet where they rested, her toes on the floor and her heels up in the air, leaving enough room to slip the blocks under her. "This is just to remind you, in case the pain makes you forget. You can thank us now, unless you want us to think you're an ungrateful bitch."<br><br>He got up, not bothering to wait to hear her undying gratitude. He could hear it just as well with the whip in his hand.&nbsp; "Jonesy, you got the camera?&nbsp; I'm going to want to send some snaps of this to the boys back home. They love posting shit like this on the internet."&nbsp; He picked up the whip and made a test snap against the spreader bar between her ankles, the impact shaking her feet, and making her flinch, but not hitting her yet.<br><br>His heart was pounding. He'd never actually had the chance to do this before with a real whip like this. Sure, belts, sticks. A wire hanger.&nbsp; One time he used a sock with a few coins in it. But this was the real thing. <br><br>"Oh, last rule Pretty Princess.&nbsp; You need to count.&nbsp; You know that right? Whenever you watch your internet porn, I'm sure you saw, the girl always has to count and say thank you, or she gets punished worse.&nbsp; Any mistake, and you suffer more got it? That includes if you stop being pretty enough, if there is a brief second where you aren't making me want to rape the shit out of you -- and I mean that literally -- then you'll be sorry. Let's see, how high should we go? What do you think Jonesy?&nbsp; Let me know when you think we're getting close."<br><br>He raised the whip and without any more delay lashed it right against her gorgeous ass, and watched her jerk and shake, listening to her response. "My God, did you hear that Jonesy, did you hear the sound of that tip biting into her ass?&nbsp; I gotta see this."&nbsp; He set the whip down and stepped closer. There were multiple red lines streaked close together from that single blow. "Whoaa, Jonesy, come here you gotta see Princess's ass."&nbsp; They were scratches really, little biting scraping scratches from the frayed, barbed ends of the whip. He touched right where he knew it would hurt the most, feeling the heat, the texture of her abuse.<br><br>"Oh Princess, you didn't count and thank me fast enough. So now I have to go all 'man of the cloth' on your ass. He reached into his pocket and took out a little rag. Then he found the bottle he had seen earlier in the other drawer, and he came up behind her. He poured a bit of the bottle onto the cloth, letting her hear some liquid pouring, and then he began stroking the vinegar soaked rag against her first whip mark, wiping the scratch marks none too gently. "You can thank me now Princess. You can also start confessing your sins now. But we've got time. We've only just begun. Jonesy, you want to try the next one? It's a lot of fun."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 02:38:51</strong>
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				<strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen knew he was thinking hard, the wheels of evil genius were turning as he played gently with her nipple, making it throb for his touch.&nbsp; She hated him.&nbsp; She had never hated a man as much as she hated him.<br><br>Or known a man she needed so much...<br><br>She watched him slowly open the jaws of the clamp, she gulped and whimpered, already feeling the bite that was to come.&nbsp; Her other nipple was burning with pain, driving her body towards that place only he could send her to.&nbsp; The place where pain and pleasure blurred in such a way she couldn't see where she was going and stumbled like a blind man looking for the light.<br><br>When the jaws closed over the tender bud she cried softly, tears falling from her eyes.&nbsp; It didn't matter how much he abused her he had never let her get used to it.&nbsp; He still hurt her, and she knew he enjoyed it, knew it was what made him hot and hard.&nbsp; And she hated to admit it but she loved knowing she had that power over him.<br><br>His eyes never showed much in the way of emotion, it was as if he was reading her responses, seeing how she was reacting and where he could go next to get another interesting response.&nbsp; No more than an experiement...a lab rat..<br><br>She moaned at his words, “I...I hate you so much” She told him, her voice aching with the need he released in her.&nbsp; “Please, please hurt me more, make me scream as you inflict such agony on this slut Master.” She begged for him to torture her, she hated herself right then.&nbsp; But she needed this, she needed this in a way even she didn't understand.<br><br>Her tears continued to fall as he wiggled the clamps.&nbsp; She saw Frank enter and she knelt silently, ignoring him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He wasnt there to see her, he was there to see her Master.&nbsp; So she waited, tears falling as she prepared herself for her Master's use.&nbsp; <br><br>And his torment....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 03:03:41</strong>
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				~~ Pics Below post<br><br>The interrogation was in full swing. Well, Maddy was in full swing and the Reverend had crash landed the first strike of the whip against her ass. Jonesy was acting the part of the body guard. It was starting to gain momentum. This was definitely a time for religion or at least praising the powers to be for a rag of vinegar and a penchant for extracting every infinitesimal moment of pain. It was definitely a happening in the interrogation room.<br><br>His bitch was beginning to sweat with arousal. The soft begging had already begun. She would need more so. Perhaps he would deliver or not. <br><br>Moredcai glance over at the small thumbnail on the right. Two women hunkered down in the corner holding on to each other. That simply would not work. It was definitely not in Frank's or Jonesy's best interests. <br><br>This called for a hero!!&nbsp; Mordecai's kind of hero. The kind of hero that made things happen in the very darkest of directions. A movement in the other thumbnail. The shape recognizable instantly. It was the one man who would answer the call.<br><br>&nbsp;Mordecai picked up the cell. <br><br>&nbsp;"Hey Frank," Mordecai began in that calm nonchalant tone. "The bitches in cage 2 have too much time on their hands. "<br><br>"I'm sure you're gonna have a moment with your disrespectful bitch.&nbsp; However to prevent any further occurrence of them having orgasms without permission.&nbsp; Can you hitch and harness them both to the single arm of the grinding mill and set it to keep them walking at a decent pace?"&nbsp; <br><br>"This way you don't have to walked behind them with a belt. And you can get into the interrogation room in time to enjoy some of the torture and all of a good fuck. How's that?" Mordecai asked.<br><br>(http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt158/simgoboy/th_ZGrind.jpg) (http://s607.photobucket.com/albums/tt158/simgoboy/?action=view&amp;current=ZGrind.jpg)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 16:38:56</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy decided he wasn't even worth a response so she closed her mouth and starred ahead.&nbsp; She knew they were going to hurt her, they were going to make her pay, Reverend (stupid name) had said he was going to whip her, ands he knew he was.&nbsp; She could hear the swish and tap of the whip as he stretched himself.&nbsp; Idiot, she wanted to tell him just what she thought of him.&nbsp; She was trying to focus herself, to bury the fear that was pulsing through her.&nbsp; But she wasn't doing very good.<br><br>The blocks were just another thing to use to humiliate her, the sandpaper rough and nasty.&nbsp; He had pushed it under her feet and she groaned, the burns rubbing on the edge of the blocks.&nbsp; She already felt her heart racing, she was so very scared.&nbsp; &nbsp;She hated this, hated everything, already her legs were throbbing, aching....<br><br>She hated the way he stroked her hair, how he seemed to think he owned her.&nbsp; Maddy wasn't accepting that, she would get away, she would run from here and see them rot in hell.&nbsp; She had to cling to that, if she didn't she would crumple, she was stronger than that, she was stronger then them and she would prove it. <br><br>Count? Thank him?&nbsp; He must be fucking crazy to thinks he was going to do that.&nbsp; She would never do any of that.&nbsp; She was firm in her refusal.&nbsp; Until the first lashes hit her and she screamed loudly, her head coming up, eyes wide and tears crashing from her cheeks.&nbsp; She cried loudly, then remembered, she couldn't bare too many of these.&nbsp; “One...thank you” she sobbed, her voice quivering.<br><br>When he touched her she cried out again, it hurt, oh god it hurt, it burnt through her and she whimpered, her body trembling as she tried to pull away from his touch.&nbsp; She couldn't see what he was doing, all see could do was face the wall, but even that was obscured by her tears.&nbsp; The stinging grew worse as he rubbed the vinegar soaked cloth, her screams filled the room and she struggled, “fuck you, screw you I am not going to tell you anything” she sobbed, fighting all the way....<br><br>Then he offered Jonsey a go and&nbsp; she relaxed, she knew he couldn't be trusted but he was even getting to her, maybe he wasn't as bad as the rest.&nbsp; Maybe he would be gentle with the whip...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 18:01:02</strong>
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				Frank nodded as he listened to the Boss. Then he remembered that the bitches weren't supposed to know they were being watched so he said, "Sure thing, Boss." The phone went back on the cradle and he sauntered back into the cell. He walked over to his Ginger and gently slapped a tit with the end of his belt.<br><br>"It's time for some exercise, Ginger," he cooed as he slid the belt around her neck. The end went through the buckle as he pulled it tight. The prong kept the leather from pulling out so he pulled it until it began to restrict her airway. Quickly, he pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the chain from Ginger's neck and did the same for the other bitch.<br><br>"Now, Cassie, if you don't follow me and do as I say, I'll just keep pulling on Ginger's 'leash' until she stops breathing," he said as he pulled on the belt for emphasis. "See? The poor doggie is choking already. If you kill my doggie, I'm going to have to take it out on you, you know. Now, come along. Heel, Ginger. Walk like the doggie you are."<br><br>With that, Frank bent down and adjusted the belt so it wasn't choking Ginger anymore. If she didn't keep up, the belt would automatically tighten. Every so often, he would look back to make sure Cassie was following them. He led them out of the Hen House and into the Mill. The grinding stone was motorized but there was the option to disengage the motor so manual labor could be used instead. Tonight, frank kept the motor connected and quickly attached the bitches to the thick beams. One bitch to one beam at opposite sides of the room. They were actually behind the beams so they had to keep up or be dragged around. Once again, there were short chains permanently attached to the beams that were locked onto the collars. With the bitches taken care&nbsp; of, Frank turned on the motor and left the room.<br><br>Soon he was in the interrogation room watching the Rev. Frank hadn't the first clue about whips. They weren't his favorite tool so he didn't use them often. He was content to watch the boss bitch get whipped. Of course, he still had a raging hard on so he couldn't wait to fuck the shit out of her, literally.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 05:29:01</strong>
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				Mordecai watched the big screen. The thumb nails were perfect displays on each corner. The other sluts and Frank were like nails on the two top corner. It was so very good to see Frank handling those two. He watched as they were hitched. Obvious they were sore and tired. It would be good to have them worked into a sweat. <br><br>Mordecai slipped his hand between Helen's thighs as the Reverend readied the whip. His own fingers striking over her clit. Tugging. Spreading her lips to give him access to her. He was welcomed with wet knuckles. <br><br>The action on the screen slowed momentarily. Mordecai's thoughts turned to the thumb nail at the grinding mill. The sluts were moving steadily around the grinding stone. Mordecai turned up the volume in that building. <br><br>The two sluts would be put back in that cage with Maddy tonight once the team was done with her. Mordecai watched the door to the interrogation room open. Frank entered. <br><br>Mordecai reached for another clamp with his free hand. He pinched and gripped Helen's right pussy lip. Tugging sharply as he brought the saw tooth jaws of that clamp on her. His fingers sliding down the lead as he watched her.<br><br>Tonight was already starting out as a Kodak moment. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 06:14:07</strong>
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				Cassie watched as Frank put the belt around Toni's neck. She feared that he would kill her right there! Cassie slowly got up and stood behind Frank, following closely along, she wouldn't chance Toni getting hurt. She wouldn't allow her friend to fall victim to that hateful bastard. She felt horrible that Frank exacted his vengeance on Toni for no reason but to torture her. <br><br>Once they reached their destination, Cassie shuddered, what the he'll was he attaching them to? As the large wheel began to move, Cassie was forced to walk, trying to keep up pace. She looked at Toni, hoping she was ok. Cassie just kept walking and walking, she had no choice. After a while she was getting tired, she was worn out from the days events, and her legs were sore and wobbly. <br><br>Cassie struggled to keep going, "Toni, I can't- my legs," Cassie faltered and almost fell. She knew if she fell, she'd be dragged, and possibly strangled. She tried so hard to keep going, but it was proving to be a difficult task.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 12:09:14</strong>
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				Jonesy stood by, wishing her had popcorn. Whips weren’t his thing, but seeing it get done…the anticipation growing as she half-hung, half-stood on those tippy toes of her…well, that was worth the price of admission! Then the Rev said something that made his enjoyment come to a screeching halt. Camera? He was supposed to have a camera? “I must have left it back at the lounge” he said off-handedly when asked about it. All the same, he wasn’t keen on having this broad’s person on the net. People had a tendency to notice too damn much when stuff was posted online.<br><br>He supposed it was just a sign of the times.<br><br>Now he was really aching for popcorn…and a fucking…and maybe even a little more of that lasagna. Violence always made him hungry. When asked how high to post the whip, he gave his best southern accent when he said “Give dat bitch ten lashes…that’ll hold ‘er. Spread em nice and even-like too” He wanted that pain all over her back for two reasons. One it was aesthetically pleasing to his eye, and two the damage would be less if spread around than if focused on one particular area, while not taking away from the bitch’s experience getting her smart ass whipped.<br><br>He actually jumped a bit when the first lash landed. He’d never heard a whip used in real life, and damn did it sound crisp! When he inspected the damage with the Rev, he nodded, assured the request he made was the right thing under the circumstances. Very nice, and very clean…he craned his neck to watch the smart bitch in agony as the vinegar was applied, and both did it look like it hurt! But she still had something to say “You hear that Rev? Bitch still has some fight in her…I guess that means we can continue. However…Maddy, right? Maddy…you should really debate on actually giving us what we need. See…we’re going to get it, if we have to pry it from your lips after we’re done with you, but if you do it while you still have the legs to carry you, then you save yourself a little pain.”<br><br>He doubted she would do what he asked, but he knew that part of her…the part that would want the whipping to stop, the pain to stop period, would be chipping away at that resolve. That was what he was talking to. He’d let her do the convincing and leave things at that. When offered a chance at the whip, Jonesy politely waved it off. “Please continue, Rev. I like to watch.” After all, he’d done his small part. When Frank finally got there, Jonesy chuckled “You just missed the trailers, bud, but you’re in time for the feature presentation!” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 00:21:51</strong>
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				The Grind Mill had Mordecai's attention as his fingers stroked and pinched Helen's untouched labia. Frank had secured the both sluts to the hitch and harnessed them to the arm. They moved around the wheel endlessly. The placement of the harness and chains were perfect. <br><br>Should one of them falter and fail to keep moving the arm would keep rotating. It would drag them along in the dirt. Certain to be scraped up and that alone should encourage someone to keep on their feet. The harness was set so it would tighten around a body as it was dragged. Restraining any girl foolish enough to fall. <br><br>Mordecai reached for the fourth clamp. The fingers of his other hand pinching and pulling on Helen's lip. He pressed the clamp against her flesh and let it slowly bite down on her.&nbsp; His fingers tugged on the lead to seat it solidly into her flesh.<br><br>One of the bitch's on the mill stumbled and looked like she recovered. It wouldn't take long to be begging to be beaten rather than dragged in the dirt any more. Mordecai would add things in that dirt at some point. He would add the other arm at some point. He would make all the sluts push it at some point and let the men enjoy that torture as well.<br><br>Mordecai turned back to the interrogation room with Maddy and the team. Reverend watching the action. Frank with words of encouragement.&nbsp; Mordecai took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he saw Jonesy with the whip then give it back to the Reverend. Reverend had a solid reputation with a whip.&nbsp; The man could make a length of leather do anything he wanted it to. <br><br>Mordecai's hand stroking into Helen's heat again. Tugging at her clamped pussy lips. Stroking up her belly to the leads on the clamps at her suffering nipples. He tugged there also.&nbsp; His hand stroked down her body. Brushing across her flat belly before diving into her mound. He began rolling her clit between his thumb and index finger.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Where do you think I will put the last clamp, Helen?" Mordecai asked.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 21:33:45</strong>
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				The Reverend continued with his holy work.<br><br>He held the whip in a firm grip, and after each request for the information went unanswered by anything more intelligible than screaming, he let it fly once more. The first few strokes followed Jonesy's impeccable advice: laying lines of searing red pain across her back, spaced nicely, making sure she didn't have a nerve-ending back there that wasn't within an inch or so of blazing agony.<br><br>He took a pause once the pattern was so nicely filled in.&nbsp; "Lovely, Princess, a real work of art.&nbsp; Such balance and tonality.&nbsp; The message really is the medium. I wish I could hang you on my wall; you'd really complete the room.&nbsp; Here, let me wash your back a little, I know how bad that must be, you poor thing.&nbsp; Hopefully a little tender care from a man of the vinegar-soaked cloth will help free your tongue."<br><br>He set the whip down, picked up the cloth and stood behind her, his mouth now nibbling on her neck, tasting the sweat of her struggle and letting his teeth scrape her skin as he sought each and every mark of the whip on her back with personalized attention, feeling the thrashing of her body against him, the intensity of the screams in her throat vibrating his teeth as he nipped her.<br><br>"Nothing to say, pet? No? The memory of this pointless bravery will be all you have to comfort you tonight when we leave you lying on your back in a puddle of this stuff tonight, waiting for us to come to you again."&nbsp; He picked up the whip once more.&nbsp; "Now let's see, how about some marks that you'll really love when the three of us finally take you down to rape the shit out of you. Nothing to say? Very well. I am getting tired of having to go back and forth with your cloth though.&nbsp; Maybe I'll save the effort and just dip the end of the whip in the vinegar, cut out the middle man."<br><br>He dipped the frayed edges and took aim, his eye now on her thigh, so lovely as it quivered and trembled from the effort of holding her position and carrying her fear. He lashed out, the hypersonic sound of the leather whistling through the air tensing her up just that delicious bit, her muscles taut to receive the sharp crack. He snapped it across the back of her left thigh, about an inch below her ass, letting the tip wrap around and really bite into the inside or her thigh.&nbsp; Not all the way in front, but just about the soft tender part between her legs, where it would touch her other thigh if she were ever to try to close her legs, or about where he fully expected she was going to feel the relentless pounding of male hips against her for a good long time soon enough.<br><br>"You can talk now, Princess, or you can talk a little later.&nbsp; I don't mind.&nbsp; We're having such fun together aren't we? I could go on all day."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 01:14:28</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>The room was filled with the sounds of the punishment.&nbsp; The whip cracked against her.&nbsp; She screamed loudly, pulling on the restraints holding her.&nbsp; her legs were hurting now, but the pain from the effort of remaining on her tip toes was lost in the sheer agony of the whip.&nbsp; She had never known such pain, never known man could dream to do such evil to another.&nbsp; Her eyes were screwed closed, her cheeks damn form the tears and her throat as growing sore from the screams.&nbsp; She knew they were enjoying this, waiting.&nbsp; But she didn't speak.<br><br>She didn't know what they wanted, the final codes, the big ones.&nbsp; She was sobbing hard.&nbsp; She was relieved when he stopped but not when he cleansed the wounds with the vinegar soaked cloth, her cries were full of pain,pleading, sorrow.&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; Where they really enjoying this?&nbsp; She sobbed hard, trying to pull away from the stinging, but she couldn't, she was trapped, held there by their chains and she loathed them all the more.&nbsp; She didn't want to tell them, but she didn't know how much more she could take.<br><br>What he did next was the depths of human depravity.&nbsp; She had never ever dreamt that there were people she would come across who would like what she was doing.&nbsp; She was half dazed when he said he was going to dip the ends of the whips.&nbsp; Surely he wasn't that sick.&nbsp; But when the whip struck this time the agony was worst than anything.&nbsp; The ends struck, digging in, the pain exploded and she screamed so loudly.&nbsp; She couldn't take this, she couldn't..."please, please I'll tell you" she sobbed, "the final code I have is this, get a pen, I don't know....if I can remember it but I think its. Alpha-October-034-659/papa-yankee-hotel..." she sobbed harder then, her body shaking, finally she was breaking....<br><br>She wasn't even thinking about them raping her, she couldn't, she prayed silently.&nbsp; But her faith wasn't working, she realised she was alone....with these animals..<br><br>And then there was Mordecai...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 01:28:01</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni and Cassie's nightmare was only really just beginning to hit them.&nbsp; The mill wheel was relentless and the Toni was struggling, but she had to keep going, they had too.<br><br>"Keep at it Cassie, we cant stop.&nbsp; We cant fall.&nbsp; It wont care, we'll be pulled along.&nbsp; Please love keep walking" she said, her own legs screaming in protest, every step was torture, every muscle hurt and every part of her body was in such agony.&nbsp; She had stopped praying, the God she Had trusted for so many years had finally let her down.&nbsp; <br><br>It was up to them now.....<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br><br>The pain was numbing in her nipples now, but she knew that was only short lived.&nbsp; She knew the clamps he was so <em>lovingly</em> putting on her most sensitive points were the ones he would hook to the E-stim.&nbsp; He would soon shoot her up with electricity, and she knew he would make her writhe in agony.<br><br>He continued to stoke the fires that raged within her belly.&nbsp; He aroused her like no other, even through the pain she orgasmed, she hated both herself and him for the way she needed him.&nbsp; Depended on him.&nbsp; Loathed him..... loved him...<br><br>His fingers knew all her sensitive spots and she was so wet, she knew he loved this, loved the effect he had on her.&nbsp; bastard.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Where do you think I will put the last clamp, Helen?" Mordecai asked.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"On my clit Master" she whispered, knowing he would put it there, the place that it would hurt the most....<br><br>How she hated him.....but craved him...desired...wanted....so many words, she knew she would never leave him.&nbsp; &nbsp;They were too entwined....<br><br>She glanced at the screen.&nbsp; She would visit them later, the new girls.&nbsp; They would all need a shot to help them sleep.&nbsp; She would be merciful tonight, and knock them out gently.&nbsp; The nightmare for them had only just begun...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 07:54:38</strong>
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				Helen's whispered answer had Mordecai licking his lips in anticipation. His fingers already with the clamp on it's way to the new target. It had been a while since he had used electricity on Helen. Tonight was her lucky night. Tonight he would set it to a different type of stimulation.<br><br>"Very good," Mordecai replied as he took his time brushing the cold metal against her heated clit.<br><br>The jaws around and open, he pressed it against her tender flesh and watched her response. Priceless.<br><br>He had reached for the controller when he glance up to the screen as Maddy began to beg again. That is when it happened. Maddy finally and appreciatively spilled the last code.&nbsp; He pulled out the marker and wrote it across Helen's left breast.<br><br>The controller was in his other hand. Once he put the marker away he began to fiddle with the dials. He took each lead and placed them into the corresponding hold on the hand held device.<br><br>"Well, Helen," Mordecai began. "In celebration of Maddy's submission, I'm changing the setting to both the intensity of the stimulation and the endurance to random.&nbsp; The range is from 1 to 10 but I've set the range of intensity from 1 to 8. The duration from 3 seconds to 15 seconds. The delay between each cycle random."<br><br>Mordecai stood and took Helen by the hair. He brought her over her ankles so that her ass cheeks were on her heels and she lay open on the floor. He looked down at her as he slowly inched the narrower end of the controller&nbsp; into her cunt an few inches.<br><br>"Now I'm not sure when this will start because I set everything to random. I'm not sure which intensity you'll get or how long it will last. I just know it will run for 90 minutes before I need to reset it."<br><br>"You lay there and enjoy whatever comes your way and I'll see to you when I get back. Right now I'm going to pull those two bitches off that grinding mill and take them back to the cage before the team finishes with Maddy and shoves her inside.&nbsp; That way Frank doesn't have to rush off."<br><br>Mordecai patted her belly, "Have fun til I get back Helen."<br><br>And then he was gone. Heading out for the grinding mill to see about two cunts and a hitching arm. But he was thinking about the look on Helen's face as he left. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 13:49:54</strong>
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				Cassie was tired...no exhausted, she couldn't keep this up much longer. "T-Toni I c-can't, my legs." Cassie was in excruciating pain, her legs were tired and burning. They were turning to jelly under her. This was unbearable. What had they done to deserve this?&nbsp; Right now, Cassie had wished that they killed her, put her out of her misery. Maybe Frank was crazy enough to do it. Maybe if Cassie begged that crazy bastard would kill her and let her escape from this. <br><br>Her feet were in pain also, the dirt was beginning to cut into her feet. She could feel each grain did in and she drug her feet to walk. "I-it hu-rts I ca-n't!" Cassie faltered again, not fully falling, but she was close. Where was Jonsey? Why wasn't he there to help her? He must have been told to be elsewhere, but Cassie wanted him there to comfort her. Cassie had no idea that the worst one of them all was on his way, if she did, she probably would have found a way to do herself in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 18:40:07</strong>
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				Mordecai strolled but he took the short cut to the grinding mill from the main house. This way was past the dog kennels and runs that were attached to the dog house. The dog house was a full sized kennel with additional equipment and two special rooms for the darkest deviant tastes.&nbsp; Breeding took all forms and dogs needed attention as much as the men. Mordecai prided himself in offering a healthy selection for such occasions.<br><br>There was also the stable and barn down on the right of this shortcut. Horses. Horses and saddles, Mordecai thought. The Australian Ozzie saddle was his preference while working the herds. The special saddle while working the attitude out of a bitch as he took a long leisurely ride on Rhett.<br><br>&nbsp;Mordecai glanced over at a motion and caught sight of a piece of property. His eyes narrowed and the male slave stopped raking hay and bowed at the waist. Safety first Mordecai thought and picked up the pace ready to pull the bitches off the arm.&nbsp; Well, excited to get their attention before unhitching them.<br><br>Mordecai had worked for hours on the back door of the grind mill so that it had the rusty kind of finger nails to the chalk board heart stopping Oh My God dreadful sound so important when establishing impending doom and near death experience on property. He had even tried to get an arousal mist that smelled like hot lava or brimstone into the air duct but the local health codes prevented it.<br><br>Mordecai firmly believe that presentation was everything. He had even set up the grind mill so that there was a long delay between that hideous door sound like the last clang of a vault door shutting and someone materializing from that direction.<br><br>Thus he stood watching briefly as Cassie stumbled and recovered. Her pleas instantly endeared her to Mordecai for all the dark reasons.<br><br>Mordecai could not tell if they heard him walk closer. But they would. His voice in a quality that was every horror movie he'd ever watched. He had spent days perfecting it to illicit just the right shivers from his victims and hoped after the fourth or fifth time he came specifically to collect one of them that the rest could be relied upon to respond in terror. It was his life blood. It made his heart tick.<br><br>Mordecai stepped from the shadows as the two sluts hitched to the grind arm was at the 12 oclock position to him.&nbsp; It would give them their first real good look at him in his business suit with the look of concern on his face. He had practiced that look too.<br><br>"You look in distress.&nbsp; Would you like to stop and get out of that harness?" Mordecai asked them both.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 18:42:16</strong>
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				Jonesy only shook his head at the Rev’s work. Where he came from, craftsmanship was commended on all levels. And what he was doing to that bitch’s back was as good as any Picasso he’s seen. To be honest though, he wasn’t much of a lover of the fine arts. Ole Jack said it best in Batman, and he felt it prudent to say to the Rev when he was finished “Well Rev…I don’t know if it’s art, but I like it!”. He walked forward to inspect the wounds more and watch the agony play across her face as the vinegar was applied. Deeeeelicious!<br><br>When she finally opened up to reveal the codes, he nodded and brushed her hair “Good…good…see? That wasn’t so bad, was it? What do you say Rev.? Maybe we lay off the vinegar, huh?” He continued stroking her hair and smiled “Maybe we use a little baby formula instead eh?” He had a good laugh over that one, though he had to admit, he did wonder how cum would feel over an open wound…maybe it had healing properties! They might be on their way to discovering another way to treat open cuts and wounds! One small step for man-type shit.<br><br>He turned back to Frank and chuckled “I don’t know about you buddy, but I feel like I could be a sperm donor for a small town” he looked at Rev and bounced like a kid on Christmas “Can we open her, Rev…? Pleeeeease? I promise to be good!” Jonesy wasn’t necessarily crazy…he just had a tendency to be everywhere at once. It was a handy trait to have, until it wasn’t. Right now, though, without access to his Suzy Q, and his shot with the good Doctor having left him, he was in dire need. The need, to seed!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 00:43:32</strong>
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				Frank just smiled and walked forward to examine the boss bitch in close detail. Sure she was marked but he guaranteed that she wasn't even close to the pain her two younger friends had experienced at his hands. He slid his hands very gently up and down her sides. His fingers brushed the curves of her breasts but didn't move to the tempting centers at all. Finally, one hand slid down and one finger began circling her clit as he turned to face his partners.<br><br>"You know guys, this poor cunt has been through a lot," he said with a smile as his finger continued to tease Maddie. "I think she deserves a reward for giving the Boss that code. Here, let me step out of the way so you two can play with her ass while I keep her mind focused elsewhere. Mixing pleasure and pain always gives a slut a bigger climax."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 01:21:34</strong>
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				Cassie had heard a door open, but she was so tired, she had no idea what direction it came from. Sure it sounded like the devil himself was opening the gates of hell, but she didn't care, if Lucifer himself showed himself and offered her a deal to go free, she would have taken in right about now. <br><br>As the footsteps came closer, she shuddered, was it Jonesy? Was he coming back for his girl? She couldn't tell, she was in so much pain, her eyes couldn't focus. Then she heard the voice, that voice, the voice of the devil. It was just as she had imagined, but Cassie didn't care. "Yes sir please, too much pain." Cassie was already broken and was felling further into the abyss. So what if Maddy had sold them out to him, if he was going to get her off this god forsaken machine, she would give him anything right now. Cassie could barely raise her head from exhaustion, and honestly didn't care. They were property now, and had no rights, hopefully he would show some mercy if she gave in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 16:59:45</strong>
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				<strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen felt the sharp jaws close around her clit, biting into the tender nub and sending a wave of extreme pain through her body.&nbsp; She cried out loudly as he watched, knowing he loved to see her in pain.<br><br>She watched with wide eyes as he attached the wires to the hand unit.&nbsp; She was already trembling, knowing she was in for a rough ride.&nbsp; &nbsp;When he said how he had set it, she shuddered, her eyes widening, “you are really determined to see me in pain” she said to him, getting to the floor as he directed her, forcing her down.&nbsp; He then pushed the controller into her and she groaned, knowing she would have to lay and take what happened, she couldn't orgasm.&nbsp; She couldn't risk her muscles clenching, or her body writhing, she could set the controller off on a high level.&nbsp; Then she would be in trouble.&nbsp; So she was in a real predicament.<br><br>She watched him leave, her eyes following him.&nbsp; She hated him, despised him.&nbsp; Then the first jolt hit her, hard, deep intense and she cried out, her eyes closing as the pain flooded and she forced herself to hold still.&nbsp; She had no idea how long he would leave her.&nbsp; It might only be minutes, but to her it may as well be a lifetime.<br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Her body hurt so much.&nbsp; Every muscle, every fibre.&nbsp; Every step was like fire flooding her system and her sobs filled the room.&nbsp; She wouldn't not let this beat her, she would keep going.&nbsp; She hated the fact she had given into Frank already, that her body had betrayed her in such away that she hated herself.<br><br>Her legs felt like concert as she pushed the arm, each step hurt, each step seemed to take so long.&nbsp; She whimpered, tears falling, “gotta keep on, gotta keep on” she said, even getting to the point where she ignored Cassie.<br><br>Then the door opened and she heard a sound that must have come from the depths of Hell its self.&nbsp; She whimpered, almost afraid to see who had come through the door.&nbsp; She was shaking, shuddering, trembling.&nbsp; Her fear so deeply set into her bones.&nbsp; <br><br>Continuing to push the arm Toni saw him, standing there looking refined, even regal.&nbsp; But she knew he was evil incarnate.&nbsp; This man could well be Lucifer himself.&nbsp; His voice even made her think he cared, but she doubted it, he was different to the others.&nbsp; He had a coldness about him that the others couldn't even fake.&nbsp; <br><br>“Please Sir, please can we stop” she bagged him, her legs dragging as she forced herself to continue, “please please let us rest.”<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy had never felt so abused.&nbsp; Her body was screaming, every part of her being was in excruciating pain.&nbsp; And they hadn't finished yet.&nbsp; She ignored the way they spoke, she knew they were enjoying this, enjoying her pain and discomfort.&nbsp; Her fear and terror.&nbsp; She was so very exhausted, the whole day had been a nightmare, and she prayed for it to end.<br><br>And now they wanted to rape her, they were getting so excited with the very idea.&nbsp; “I fucking hate you all” she hissed, wishing she could fight them, protect herself, but she couldn't, she was trapped, secured.&nbsp; She had no choice, she was to be abused in the worst possible way.&nbsp; Not even her poor naïve mind could fathom the depths of depravity she was about to witness.<br><br>The Frank decided he was going to touch her and she hated him, hated them.&nbsp; How dare they do this.&nbsp; His fingers caressed her, gentle, almost loving and she cried softly.&nbsp; He found her clit, an area she was not used to touching, Maddy wasn't a woman who needed sex, sex was not the pleasure it was meant to be.&nbsp; She sobbed as her body slowly responded.&nbsp; She grew wet, she writhed, slightly, pushing herself to his fingers.&nbsp; She hated it, hated the hunger that she had long ago buried inside herself.<br><br>“No, no no please please don't do this” she begged, but even as she did she knew she was fighting a loosing battle.&nbsp; She begged them to stop even as the first strains of an orgasm built in her belly, making her sob harder. “No no don't I don't want this...” but it was too late, she came on his fingers, writhing, sobbing, feeling betrayed by her own body...Maddy was so exhausted, the orgasm hitting her hard, she had never cum before.&nbsp; She had never had much sex....she hated sex..and hated these men for forcing this on her.<br><br>“Mordecai you bastard, I hate you so much” she screamed as she thrashed, the orgasmed hitting her and spreading through her in a warm glow...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 00:29:47</strong>
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				Mordecai did not smile. His eyes more shadowed from the lightening but his tone was one of sincerity and in a way he was very sincere. <br><br>"It look painful," Mordecai remarked.<br><br>It was the struggling gates that had him focused. The limping pain with each step unsure that the next would be a solid. It was the sweat on their brow and down their bodies that had his cock hard and pressing against his trousers. <br><br>&nbsp;"I will stop it," Mordecai said as he made sure they saw him move to the control on the wall. His finger hovering over the red stop button.<br><br>"All you have to do is beg me to use you as I please. And... really give me some sincere begging."<br><br>Mordecai stood waiting for them to speak. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 00:44:00</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Was he their savour?&nbsp; Was he the one who could stop this, could make everything right?&nbsp; But he had drawn the design on her breasts, he had been the one to give the orders.&nbsp; Alarm bells were screaming in her mind but she was too exhausted to listen to them.&nbsp; She saw him walk to the big red button, certain it was all about to stop...<br><br>And then he spoke and her world, one that had a glimmer of hope a few moments ago was suddenly plunged into darkness as he spoke.&nbsp; As he said they ahd to beg for him to use them.&nbsp; And he wanted them to beg, she whimpered, disbelieving he could so cold, so totally evil.&nbsp; She wanted to scream at him but she was too exhausted.&nbsp; They had no other option.&nbsp; She looked at Cassie and then cried softly.<br><br>"Please please Sir stop this.&nbsp; I..I beg you to use me in anyway you want.&nbsp; Please use me, abuse me, hurt me" She pleaded, "please Sir, please I want to feel you do anything to me just stop this, oh god please just stop this machine..." she stumbled, almost crashing to the ground.&nbsp; Her legs were refusing to move, each step was harder and harder to take...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 01:23:13</strong>
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				Cassie watched him, seeing his finger on the button was tempting. Then he spoke of begging him to use them- any way he wished. The red flag was raised, that opened up a world of things he could do to them. She had heard dogs barking on the ranch, knowing him the sick fuck would use them on her and Toni. <br><br>She looked into Toni's eyes, then she heard Toni cry out. "No Toni, god no!" But it was too late, Toni had given in, she had caved. It was almost like the two of them went back and forth with their strengths. Cassie looked at Mordecai, hate and loathing in her eyes. He had broken Toni, but Cassie kept walking. "I'm not your whore to do what you wish with me. I'll walk here until I die." Somehow through sheer will, Cassie found the strength to keep going. Her legs were on autopilot now, and even if she did stop, her legs probably wouldn't let her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 04:01:44</strong>
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				Toni's remarks were the sweat of a tired overworked slut. It was refreshing after the Maddy attitude. Unfortunately for Toni Cassie was of that same pioneer get the garlic and the wood stake mob mentality. It would have worked better if Cassie had more mob then the girl who was ready to drop in the dirt next to her. Telle est la vie! as the French would say, thought Mordecai, such is life.<br><br>"Oh... uh." Mordecai paused dramatically allowing the arm to turn. "Does that include your friend beside you. I can't possibly stop for one without stopping for the other.&nbsp; So are you gonna be like Maddy. Make everyone suffer for your pride?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 04:24:52</strong>
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				Cassie looked at him defiantly. "What is it with you? First Frank and now you. Punish one for the other. Coward! Can't have one so both suffer. I hate you.", she hissed at him. "You want your way with me, with us, it's going to happen anyway so why make me beg for you to rape and hurt me? Just get on with it, you've planned from the very start to make us your slaves, so just do it, but I won't beg for it, not after what you already did to us." <br><br>It wasn't so much pride, as Cassie knew he would do whatever he wanted to with her and Toni. He just wanted the icing on the cake, to have them whimper at his feet. "Turn off the machine and take her, turn it back on and let me walk until forever.&nbsp; Surely a man of your 'caliber' can handle that." She was so sick and tired of her actions reflecting on others. Toni had already given in, if he wanted her, he could just take her, bit it was all just a sick game to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 17:55:24</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>She heard Cassie and then the reply from Lucifer's own and she whimpered.&nbsp; She couldnt go on.&nbsp; She felt her body scream in agony.&nbsp; She couldnt do it.&nbsp; She needed rest, she needed food.&nbsp; She sobbed, "please Cassie" she whimpered.&nbsp; But she wasnt going to give in, if Cassie could fight him she would too.&nbsp; She stood, and then carried on walking.<br><br>Each step was torture, her legs hurt, her calf muscles were red with pain, her body was in sheer agony, but she was not about to give in.&nbsp; She wanted too, she wanted to just give in, she had earlier.&nbsp; But now, she had to keep going, had to keep up with the arm.&nbsp; She stumbled but she kept going, she kept walking....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 06:46:34</strong>
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				Jonesy watched with rapt attention as Frank gave the smart bitch a little touch. For all of her complaining, Frank’s fingers had some damn shiny gloss on it “Well, damn…fingers got her revved up that damn much…” he walked over to the thrashing woman and shook his head like a man who saw the truth in her through the lies. He pointed looked at her, as he wanted her to understand a little something “If fingers got you in the mood so soon, sweet cheeks…you’re going to be begging for what you’re going to get inside of a few days…”<br><br>He continued “pussy doesn’t forget. Even if you hate yourself for what you’ll feel, it won’t stop your pussy from wanting it. I heard some people…truly holy people…are able to refuse the body pleasure in the service of their god.” He chuckled a bit and looked at the other guys “Looks like she failed that one…” he turned back to her and smiled a genuine and warm smile, fit to light up a room “But that’s okay, princess…you’ll say enough oh gods to give everyone their due.”<br><br>He ignored her last words of defiance and even leaned on her as he would a piece of furniture “Well, Rev. Looks like we are in the slick and prepared for take-off. Care to do the honors?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 10:10:17</strong>
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				The Reverend stepped close with a smile, "Jonesy, I would be delighted."&nbsp; He stroked her cheek from behind with the coiled up whip now as he spoke.&nbsp; His other hand now stroked her naked body, no more cloth now, just the raw contact of skin against skin.&nbsp; Of course the skin of his hand was rough and strong, her skin soft, warm and quivering from a serious whipping, but that didn't stop him from reading her back like Braille.&nbsp; <br><br>And of course there was the matter of what Frank had been doing to her. He smirked at Jonesy, still leaning on her like she was just a lamppost to him.&nbsp; "Men, I do believe this one's ripe. Ripe for the plucking.&nbsp; Let's make sure she's good and plucked." He laughed, so pleased with his cleverness. It didn't take much when he was in a good mood.<br><br>"Guys, do you mind if we work over here, where there's a little more room?"&nbsp; The Reverend put down his whip and dragged a rough wooden saw horse across the floor and set it in the middle of the room's open central space.&nbsp; He shook his hand, teasing a splinter from his finger with his teeth as he walked back to the striped Princess. "Damn, those splinters hurt!" He stepped through, under her left arm, looking up into her eyes as he popped up in front of her in the gap between her and the corner, standing in the triangle of floor space formed by her outstretched arms and the two walls that supported her cuffed wrists.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Ready for me to let you down, sweet Princess?&nbsp; Oh, I bet those sandpaper blocks would really hurt if you stepped down on them. Hmmm, well, I'm sure you'll figure out something."&nbsp; <br><br>He could see her legs were shaking from having stayed up on her toes so long with her legs spread wide in the bar -- a very difficult position even for a person who hadn't been so brutally whipped.&nbsp; He could see her body slumping wearily, her hands gripping the chains of her cuffs. "Hang in there, Princess, I've got you." He reached up and unhooked first her left cuff, and then her right. He could see her starting to fall forward, no longer supported by her arms, and stuck on the balls of her feet with her center of gravity too far out in front of her, and unable to rock back on her heels to stand, her knees too weak and shaky after her whipping to do much to help her.&nbsp; As she started to topple forward, the Reverend stepped to the side rather than help her in any way, letting her topple to the floor face down in the corner, cuffs on her wrists flying as she barely avoided smashing her head into the walls. The Reverend just whistled as he stepped over the fallen Princess, "Graceful move, very nice. The East German judges give it a 2."&nbsp; He reached down and swatted her bottom, hitting one of her whip marks. "No, don't get up, I've gotcha."<br><br>He gripped the middle of her spreader bar and dragged her face down across the floor and dumped her at the base of the wooden horse. "Hey, would you rather I drag you on your back? Stop all the whining and whimpering Princess. Now get up."&nbsp; He knew she couldn't do it herself with her legs in the spreader, so he grabbed a nice handful of her thick dark hair with one hand, and gripped her between her legs with his other, and lifted. First he got her to all&nbsp; fours, then back up on her toes, and then he let her slump forward, her hips across the saw horse. "Lovely, Princess, your ass looks just too good to pass up like this." He gave her another smart swat on the ass, and then grabbed the hand cuffs dangling from each of her wrists and began pulling them up behind her back, drawing them together and pulling up until her arms were straining up behind her, wrists together, pulling her up so her face was at the Reverend's thigh level.&nbsp; He slipped both of the cuffs over one of the hooks dangling on a chain from the ceiling.&nbsp; She was now nicely set up, her ass over the sawhorse, legs still forced wide by the bar, her body almost horizontal in front of the horse as she hung limp, most of her weight hanging on her arms pulled up behind her, head weakly drooping.<br><br>"Well, whaddya think guys? Anyone up for some serious plucking?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 22:32:51</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>She didnt look at Jonsey as he spoke, what was the point he was just as bad as the rest.&nbsp; She gulped as she slowly came down from the forced orgasm.&nbsp; She hated the way her was reacting, she hated everything.&nbsp; But she couldnt do anything about it.&nbsp; She was theirs.&nbsp; She belonged to them and she knew the depths of depravity Mordecai was capable of.<br><br>Jonsey was leaning against her and she shrugged, but it did no good, he was still leaning on her.&nbsp; Then the Rev was with her and she knew things were about to get so much worse.&nbsp; He spoke to her gently, almost as if he cared, but she knew he didnt, she was nothing to him, something to hurt, to torment.&nbsp; His touch made her skin crawl, she ahted the way he touched her, as if he owned her, but in a way he did.&nbsp; She would never be free of this place, she knew that now.<br><br>She heard him move something into place and moan about splinters.&nbsp; She guessed she was going to soon be over that, and the splinters would be in her.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, dreading the next bit.&nbsp; She hated sex, and this was going to be rape, pure and simple.&nbsp; No niceities, just a hard, rough rape.<br><br>"I fucking hate you" she hissed at him as he returned.&nbsp; She hated him so much.&nbsp; He lifted her down and then just let her fall.&nbsp; She had no strength to stop it, no strength to pick herself up.&nbsp; She was slightly dazed from where her head had crashed into the wall.&nbsp; Dizzy and seeing stars.&nbsp; She was dragged across the floor, whimpering as her body was grazed on the concrete.&nbsp; She hurt so much.&nbsp; He lifted her in a humiliating way and she was thrown over a saw horse, the rough wood digging into her flesh.&nbsp; She felt the splinters embed into her.&nbsp; <br><br>He hadnt finished though.&nbsp; Her wrists were pulled back and she cried out as her shoulders squealed in protest.&nbsp; She whimpered, knowing she was totally open, prone to them and she couldnt do anything.&nbsp; They were going to rape her.&nbsp; She began to cry softly, dreading the next part of the ordeal..<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 00:57:54</strong>
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				"I understand completely. Honestly I do," Mordecai replied. "What you may not realize yet is that I am a sport. Fair play and all that."<br><br>"I love resistance. I enjoy you hurting the other girl and yourself as you argue pointlessly with me. You're giving me what I want."<br><br>It was time to let out a few of his secrets. "It's why I came here in the first place. No one should suffer without an audience to appreciate it."<br><br>"You would have disappointed me and spoil my fun if you had begged. I would&nbsp; have had to keep my word and take you both off the arm. Then allow that pesky busy body Helen to you both before you got a good nights sleep. So thank you and do carry on bravely. If either of you want to moan or cry out in pain please feel free to do so. I enjoy that also."<br><br>Mordecai waited by the panel as he watched. It was then he thought about popcorn and a beer. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 01:45:13</strong>
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				Cassie was hurting, in so much pain, she hated him for making her responsible for Toni's demise. She couldn't do this to her friend, be responsible for her pain. Cassie could not believe the next words that came from her mouth.&nbsp; "Use me however you want, go ahead, just stop this thing and let her rest." She did it to save Toni, but her heart sank, giving him that permission just opened her up to anything his diabolical mind could think up. She didn't care anymore. Her spirit was gone, so tired of her being responsible for everyone's pain. Cassie was defeated and she knew it. She couldn't even bear to look at Toni, so many times it was her fault for Toni's pain. But she was done, she wouldn't fight any more, she didn't want to be the scapegoat any longer. Hopefully he would stop the machine and let them get some rest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:03:30</strong>
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				Frank idly sucked on his wet fingers as he watched the Reverend position the Boss Bitch. His cock was aching again to be in a hot, wet hole. He was certainly ready but this wasn't his show nor his bitch. Instead of just stepping up and burying his shaft in her cunt, he just fished it out and began to idly rub it, keeping it hard but not getting him close to a climax at all.<br><br>"If this bitch is open season, I'm going to need some guidance," he said languidly. "Which hole is going to be the cum dump? No, don't tell me. Just label her holes so we all know what they are for, including the other bitches. I'm thinking there's a clean up hole, a prep hole and a cum dump. Which one is which? Clean up hole is obvious, her mouth. But that little rosebud here could be the prep hole and that wet hole is the cum dump but it could also be switched around. This isn't my bitch so I'm not going to call the shots on this one. Rev?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:34:12</strong>
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				Then Mordecai heard the request. Whispered. He was a good sport. A decent fair man. A pinnacle of his community. Stellar performer and all around great fellow. But it took every ounce of fortitude he had to reach over and hit that stop button. He was just having so much more fun watching them hate themselves and each other. <br><br>"Well, that wasn't so hard now was it," Mordecai said as he stepped toward the arm.<br><br>Reaching into his pocket he removed a chain. His finger hooked Cassie's collar and he placed the latch of the chain on the back ring.&nbsp; <br><br>"There we go. Won't be a moment and off we go to your beds," He promised taking the other end of the chain and attaching it to the front ring on Toni's collar.<br><br>Mordecai reached in his pocket and removed a long piece of twine. He made a slip knot on both ends and then eyed Cassie's pussy. Wordlessly he moved quickly to keep her from responding. <br><br>His fingers dipped tenderly into her heat. Teasing her clit just long enough to place that slip knot doubled around it and tug once so it was snug enough to have it swelling and not come lose without someone who could see removing it.<br><br>Mordecai ran the twine between Cassie's legs then stepped beside Toni. He held her up and reach into her bare cunt. Less ceremony and warming. She seemed less able to respond. He found that acorn and secured the other end of the twine to it. A last tug to keep it tight and in place before stepping away.<br><br>His hands to the hitch and yokes. Frank had done a masterful job placing the sluts in them. Easy in, easy out without a chance they could do it themselves. <br><br>"My lead goes clipped on the front of your collar," Mordecai told the Cassie. <br><br>Mordecai continued to explain things to both of them as he released them from the arm. Then placed the clip of the lead to the collar as promised.<br><br>"You behind me, "He said to Cassie,&nbsp; "and your girl friend behind you. That twine choking your clits and chain at your necks keep you from getting lost. A friendly way to keep the two of you together."<br><br>"Oh, word of caution. If either of you slows down it's gonna hurt you both. The good news is I'm not a runner. So we're going to stroll back to the Hen House just like I promised. Questions?" Mordecai asked them both.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:58:06</strong>
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				Cassie hated him with every fiber of her being. Act like he's so concerned and charming. He was evil personified. Cassie watched as he approached with the chain, she felt and heard it click on the back of her collar. She just stared forward as he walked to Toni and attached the chain to her collar. Cassie never looked at either of this through the whole ordeal. <br><br>When he came back and slipped his fingers into her folds, finding her button, she looked away. His touch wasn't even pleasurable, even though her body twitched, she hated the fact he was touching her that way. Then she felt the twine slip around her bud, with the tug, she whimpered, it hurt. She could not believe someone could think up something this horrible. The collars were demeaning enough, but to attach them like this was beyond cruel. She felt sub human, but that's what she was in his eyes, nothing more than simple property to him. <br><br>She listened to him talk and his voice was that of Lucifer himself. As she attached the lead to her, she slowly began to move behind him, praying Toni could keep up. She didn't want that twine to pull or she would be in for a world of hurt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 22:55:36</strong>
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				The Reverend gently stroked her hair. "Awww, sweet Princess, don't you cry now." He was speaking in such tender tones. "We haven't even given you anything to really cry about yet. Save those tears, you're going to need them soon enough."&nbsp; He gripped her hair from behind now and forced her head up to look at him as he pronounced the last part of that, then he kissed her brutally on the lips, his other hand gripping her collar, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth and taking what he wanted before pulling away.<br><br>He reached in a drawer to his left, and scavenged, looking for something very particular, and glancing back to her from time to time.&nbsp; "Well Princess, here it is, time already. Time for you to choose. Time for you to accept what's going to happen, to accept what you are to become. We'll see if you're ready." He looked back and then turned to a neighboring drawer. "Damn, where is that thing?"&nbsp; Back to her for a moment, "Rape? Definitely. But you need to beg for either Frank or Jonesy to fuck one of your holes.&nbsp; You have to beg the one you choose, and tell him exactly which hole you want him to rape and why.&nbsp; If we're happy with the job you do, you'll get your wish.&nbsp; But if we think you did a piss poor job, well, you'll get both your holes fucked hard and deep, and you can bet I'll be busy up here hurting you at the same time.&nbsp; I don't know which guy will go first, or choose which hole, they're two bright boys and they'll work that out. But why don't you be a sweet Princess and beg for what you want, now."<br><br>He reached in and with a look of glee pulled out exactly what he'd been looking for: a twisted bit of metal for inserting between rows of teeth, to gag and hold a mouth wide open. "Best you beg now, cuz once I get this thing wedged into your teeth it'll be too late, darling Princess. Go on."<br><br>He came closer, playing with the little things on the side, seeing how wide he could make it before actually using it on her. Soon enough. Give the bitch a fighting chance first, or at least let her think so.<br><br>"And guys, please, one rule for playtime here: for god's sake please don't cum inside our sweet little Princess. First of all, she hasn't done anything to deserve the honor of getting our cum inside her womanly holes.&nbsp; Second, I don't think it's time for breeding her yet; Boss might have plans for salvaging some value out from these little baby ovens when we're done with the rest of their bodies, so let's not fuck that up until we're sure.&nbsp; And last, but most important, I want to fuck her too once I get her set up, and I'm really not interested in stirring somebody else's sauce, if you get my drift.&nbsp; Don't worry, I'll have her mouth nice and safe to cum on or cum in, or simply face fuck down her throat.&nbsp; It's all good."<br><br>"Ok Princess, what's it going to be?"<br><br>He gave her a few seconds to answer before advancing with the gag, laughing, and wedging it into her mouth.&nbsp; Once it was seated and opened full width and strapped on, he went back to look for the nipple clamps and weights, while the sounds of the fun starting made him smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 23:17:44</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br>The young woman was just to exhausted to do anything but continue walking.&nbsp; Each step was worse than the last and by the time he reluctantly switched the machine off she was trembling hard, her legs barely holding her.&nbsp; &nbsp;But He hadnt finished, she was in for more.&nbsp; The chain was attached to her collar, in the front , she kept her eyes lowered, she couldnt think of anything except surviving.&nbsp; She had to survive this.&nbsp; Had to make it through.&nbsp; She was so sore, in so much pain.&nbsp; But he didnt seem to care.&nbsp; He didnt seem to care at all.<br><br>She cried softly as his fingers defiled her.&nbsp; The twine tightly placed around her clit, making her gasp in pain.&nbsp; She couldnt speak, she couldnt do anything.&nbsp; She wept silently, this place just got worse, so much worse.&nbsp; She didnt have any questions.&nbsp; She was terrified, simple.&nbsp; She was so exhausted, she hoped she could make it without causing any pain to herself or Cassie.&nbsp; Toni was broken. Pure and simply....<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br>Maddy heard Frank and then watched the Rev.&nbsp; She hated what he did to her.&nbsp; What he was saying to her.&nbsp; She was not about to beg them to rape her.&nbsp; She was not going to ask them.&nbsp; She saw the gag and she gulped, but she had no choice, she couldnt do anything.&nbsp; <br><br>"I am not going to beg you you lousy son of a bitch..." she hissed, the words not a surprise, then the gag was forced in, her mouth wedged open and she felt the pressure on her jaw.&nbsp; She knew this was it.&nbsp; They had her, she hated the way they talked.&nbsp; She wanted to scream, to fight, but they had her so well tied.&nbsp; She was terrified they were going to rape her anus.&nbsp; She had never had anal sex, and she hated dicks in her mouth.&nbsp; She glared at Rev, and tried to prepare herself for the rape.<br><br>But how could you ever prepare something so terrible...<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br>Helen was sweating profusely.&nbsp; The jolts went from low, pleasurable to such intense pain.&nbsp; She laid there, still trying not to move.&nbsp; But it was hard especially with the inensely painful ones that hit her.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and cried, glad the rotation seemed to have hit a pause.&nbsp; She was trying to recover when a sudden hard, intense pain hit her, the strongest pulse yet and she screamed.&nbsp; So nearly twisting away, so nearly clenching...<br><br>She hated him....but she would never leave him.&nbsp; He would find her and that would not be good.&nbsp; Not good at all...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 23:44:55</strong>
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				Mordecai was breathing thru his mouth in short pants as the two sluts moved in a single file as he indicated. Their moans and whimpers as the new heat and the old mixed in a fiery concoction. Their eyes averted. They had that subdued slouch so common among those having their first few brushes with his style of torture.&nbsp; He was delighted and hope Frank and Jonesy would be also.<br><br>There were no questions. The older one with the set jaw probably would not ask a question if her life depended on it. The younger one, the one so fond of a good meal of pussy just wanted a place to rest. Exactly where he wanted them both. <br><br>No idle hands. Punished for orgasming without permission without them knowing the team had watched the whole performance and loved it. Punished on the sly since Mordecai did not want to let them know they had been watched. And they begged to be used. Good enough for him. Something they would remember tomorrow when their trainers came for them.<br><br>Tonight it was back in the cage. Mordecai gave a satisfied nod and tugged on the leash attached to Cassie collar. <br><br>"Come" Mordecai said and stepped off. <br><br>There was no rush. His plan was straight forward enough. Take them by way of the short cut. Past the dog kennels where the dogs would be waiting to jump out and try to eat them thru the chain link fence. Past the horse barn where the odd looking saddles were placed on the saw horses. Then to the Hen House. A short walk and then pop them into their cage. Simple.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 01:24:36</strong>
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				Cassie moved slowly behind Mordicai, trying not to get to close to him. She didn't want to be near him at all, she hated him with a passion. She didn't look at Toni either, but hoped the girl would keep up to avoid further pain. Cassie felt horrible as she stepped out of the mill, she didn't like being paraded around this ranch naked at exposed. She kept thinking of he parents weeping, thinking she was dead. Right now death would have been a better alternative.<br><br>As she walked, she heard dogs, the same ones she had heard when they arrived, but now the bastard was taking them past the vicious animals. Cassie shuddered as the beasts ran for the fence trying to reach her and Toni. He was truly evil for doing this, parading them infront of these horrible beasts. She looked away and tried to ignore the sound, but it was deafening. Once they were past the dogs, Cassie breathed a sigh of relief, she wanted to be as far away from them as possible. She didn't even notice the stables and the saddles, she was too tired to care. Right now she just wanted to get back and sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 23:01:34</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni stumbled as she kept up with Mordecai and Cassie.&nbsp; She was sobbing softly, every step hurt, her clit was sore and the twine rubbing painfully against the tender bud.&nbsp; She wasn't sure where they were going, when they walked past the kennels and the dogs leapt out, barking, growlong, Toni screamed.&nbsp; She hated dogs, they scared her.&nbsp; One bared his teeth and she couldn't help but let the contents of her bladder escape.&nbsp; She felt totally humiliated as she wet herself, the dog barking viciously.&nbsp; She wept harder, ashamed, aware of the smell.&nbsp; She wanted a shower, she wanted a bad.&nbsp; She wanted to be home...<br><br>She was still weeping when they walked through the horse barn.&nbsp; She saw saddles that terrified her, ones with huge penis shaped things on them.&nbsp; And there was a frame that looked like a horse, there were straps and chains on it.&nbsp; She shuddered, she had never been in such a place.&nbsp; What would they do to her, what would HE do to them?&nbsp; Suddenly she wanted the sadistic Frank.&nbsp; At least he was easy to understand...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 00:28:00</strong>
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				Mordecai walked. He took the sluts on a leash like train cars one behind each other along the scenic route. It was both his pleasure and reward at the reactions at the kennels. The younger one screamed. It delighted him but he never let on. He turned, with a look of concern stopping the forward progress and staying put letting the dogs have another round at the fence.<br><br>&nbsp;The younger one pissed on herself. The older one, shuddered as the dogs leaped. She was silent now hate glowing from her eyes like beacons in a storm. He moved them along. Fun over. It was so excellent.&nbsp; <br><br>The barn a prelude to possible futures. A ride in the country would take on a whole new meaning. Mordecai knew he probably shouldn't spoil them so but he couldn't help himself. Today had been very enjoyable and he wanted to give them something to look forward to before putting them back to bed. <br><br>Time waited for no man, Mordecai thought as he finished the refreshing walk with the opening of the Hen House door with a press of his thumb to the code key. Safe and secure.<br><br>"J' arrive'," Mordecai announced as he turned toward the cages. His steps light and carefree. He assumed their's was also. He opened the cage door and stepped to one side. <br><br>"In you go!"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 15:34:05</strong>
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				Cassie was so glad that the walk was over. She moved into the cage and looked down, surely he would not keep them attached with the twine all night long. Maybe once he chained them into the cage he would remove it, offering some relief from the fear. There was no way she could sleep like this attached to Toni. If either of them moved it would be terrible pain. <br><br>Cassie kept her look away from Mordecai, all Sne wanted was Jonesy. And where was Maddy? Was she enjoying being fucked and wanted to stay longer? Typical, uptight bitch was probably begging to be taken over and over. Not Cassie though she wouldn't beg, she knew it would be horrible. Now she stood waiting, her legs wavering to have him release them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 20:20:49</strong>
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				Frank was itching to get some relief for his cock again. The blow job from the bitch doctor had been good but he'd seen a lot of arousing sites since then. That ring gag that the Rev put in gave him a perfect opportunity to fuck the boss bitch's face and mind. Fear was certainly a strong motivator and he planned to use that a lot more than pain. Sometimes the fear of something was actually greater than the event itself. Stepping up to Maddy's open mouth, he shoved his cock in as deep as he could. Instead of grabbing her face to steady her, one big hand clamped itself over her neck and began squeezing. He didn't care about her at all. All he wanted was to get his entire cock in her mouth and throat.<br><br>He shoved his hard shaft repeatedly against the back of her mouth, trying to shove into her mouth. His hand prevented her from being able to breathe so he kept an eye on her face. Just as she started to turn a light blue, he let up with his hand and put just the head of his cock in her mouth. Once she had her breath again, he repeated the process. He almost came a couple of times when he felt her gagging and choking on his cock.<br><br>"Come on, bitch boss, swallow that cock," he growled. "You're going to take it all the way right now. You are alive because the Big Boss decided that you need to live still. He gets the final decision but we all get to give our input. So you better please me, bitch or I'll get his permission not to let up. I've read somewhere that suffocating to death is a horrible way to go."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 20:52:33</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Every step felt as if her legs were made of lead.&nbsp; It was such an effort to simply walk.&nbsp; She was glad when they returned to the cage.&nbsp; She was sore, so sore.&nbsp; She wanted the twine from her sex, that hurt so much.&nbsp; She whimpered as she bent to crawl in, "Please Sir, please will you remove the twine?" she whispered to Mordecai, afraid of the intelligence in his eyes.&nbsp; There was something else there too, and it was that that made her shudder in fear.<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy gagged as the cock was rammed into her mouth. She choked and tried not to panic but the hand around her neck was terrifying her.&nbsp; She didnt trust Frank, she didnt trust any of them.&nbsp; He squeezed and she felt her lungs burn as they tried to get air, she started to panic but she couldnt do anything, she had to accept what he did to her.&nbsp; There was no other choice.&nbsp; She was shaking hard as she felt the fear take grip.&nbsp; he would let up and she would breath and then he would do it again and she was soon gagging, choking, gasping for breath.<br><br>And this was just the beginning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 21:27:24</strong>
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				Mordecai had to admit to himself that training sluts was a life time commitment that was well worth it. He watched the older one enter the cage first. <br><br>If Mordecai had hinted this afternoon that she would look forward to an iron barred cage and one blanket to share amount three women all night she would have probably spit in is face and laughed. Yet here she was practically dancing on her toes to get inside and be chained to that ring again.&nbsp; <br><br>Mordecai watched the twine pass him and the second younger slut crawl inside. Her plea a far cry from her bravado earlier or her unauthorized orgasm. She too found that far corner and eyed the chain hopefully. He entered after them.<br><br>His hand to a chain. It took a moment to set it in the ring at the older sluts collar. His hand reached behind him groping momentarily for the second one. A moment later he had the chain secured on the other one's collar. Mordecai took an extra minute to look at the both of them. Letting them wonder before he responded.<br><br>"Beg your trainers to remove them when they return," Mordecai told them and he stepped out of the cage. His hand on the iron door closing it with that echoing metallic sound of infinity for they were truly here forever.<br><br>"Night!" He said as he left them.&nbsp; His thoughts now to the Main House. Helen and the code written on her breast.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 21:52:31</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>The cage was a welcome haven from the tortures of the men and Toni was only too happy to be chained inside.&nbsp; She wished he would remove the twine and she shuddered when he said it was up to the others.&nbsp; She sobbed once, shaking her head, looking at Cassie, but she didnt speak, what could she say?&nbsp; She laid down the best she could, trying not to cry.&nbsp; She was so tired, but she couldnt sleep, she was to afraid of what would happen to her if she did.<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen was a mess.&nbsp; She was laying in a pool of juices, she was twitching, her mouth open, eyes closed as she tried to get her breath back.&nbsp; She was using a break to try and gain control.&nbsp; She had been in pain and pleasure.&nbsp; Suddenly a shock hit her, hard intense and she bucked her hips, arching her back, she couldnt help it, she was so tired, but she kenw for her the night was probably just beginning.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 04:58:08</strong>
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				Frank kept up his assault on the boss bitch. She would be the first one to learn to take his whole shaft down his throat. The gagging only heightened his arousal. After the fourth time of cutting off her air supply, he paused again with his cock just barely inside her mouth. It was time to see if the choking had made any effect on her.<br><br>"You need to work on getting my cock down your throat, cunt," Frank explained. "Swallow when you feel my cock at the back of your mouth. If I don't think you are working hard enough, I'll go back to doing it my way. My way, you have a pretty good chance of up chucking whatever is in your stomach. If that happens, you get to lick it up after we are done with you. It's your call this time, cunt."<br><br>With the end of his speech, Frank grinned down at the bound cunt and shoved his cock back into her mouth. This time he didn't ram it but just went at a somewhat leisurely pace to see if the boss cunt was going to behave. If she didn't try then he'd grabbed her throat and do his best to just ram his cock down her throat. That would certainly hurt her but he didn't care. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 16:40:38</strong>
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				Jonesy was most certainly in the mood for some finely aged pussy, and the bank bitch seemed to fit right in. Now it was simply a question of whether or not he’d fit in as well. Her little ass looked good bent over…accessible…and glistening from that fingering Frank gave her. It really made a man feel welcomed! He was still in his coveralls, which he promptly ditched to pool at his spread thighs as he watched her struggle under Frank’s cock. The struggling put a little wiggle into her ass, and Jonesy knew a tease when he saw one!<br><br>“Well, well, well…looks like I’m up!” he said with enthusiasm. He took his cock and slowly rubbed the warm meat along her thighs and ass, embracing the smooth thighs and the transition to whipped and rigid flesh. He already knew he was going to come on her back. He hoped it stung, but that was for later. Fully hard off the sheer torture they had in store for her, he took his shaft in hand and used his other to spread out her cheeks a little more. He let his head make contact, then pushed. <br><br>He made sure to feed her pussy nice and slow. He wanted her hear her over that full mouth of hers. his own breath his as he dived into a surprisingly delicious hot pussy “Damn! I think she’s been waiting for this, boys!” He said as he pushed himself in her to the limit. He made sure to grind it in nice and slow too, since he was given the honor of popping her open. From there, all pleasantries were done away with, and he made sure he had a good grip on her hips as he got to fucking.<br><br>“Yeeeeee Haw!”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 17:46:41</strong>
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				He was a bastard! After chaining her to the cage, Cassie heard his words, he wasn't going to remove the twine! God only knew when Jonesy would be back, and she may be asleep by then. Cassie laid on the floor and put her hands under her head. She was cold, and tired. Her body shook from the cold, the blanket was still outside the cage, to far to reach. Cassie practically passed out from exhaustion, before she knew it, she was out cold and sleeping on the hard floor of the hen house. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 22:59:50</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy was full of panic as Frank began really fucking her mouth.&nbsp; She couldnt take him down her throat, she couldnt do it, she hated doing this.&nbsp; She was choking and gagging and her body was shuddering hard.&nbsp; She had never felt so very humiliated.&nbsp; She had nothing in her stomach, she hadnt eaten since this morning, she was starved, but she was glad she had nothing in her to throw up.&nbsp; She would of long before now if she had food or anything in there.<br><br>Her throat was so sore, he was ripping into her without a care.&nbsp; She couldnt take him, she had never been able to take cock into her throat, she was too tight, too afriad too tight.&nbsp; She forgot the others.&nbsp; That was until she heard Jonsey speak and then felt his dick rubbing against her.<br><br>Maddy screamed against the intrusion as he pushed into her.&nbsp; She hadn't had sex in a long time, she had stopped that when she had joined the Church but now, now she was being raped, forced to take him and it hurt.&nbsp; She cried as she felt his thick length work into her, she couldnt do this but there was no choice.&nbsp; She was no one to these animlas and this was just the start.<br><br>It wasnt long beofre she was being forcibly fucked in both holes, her mouth being forced and hurt, her pussy so full, she could feel every thrust, it hurt as well.&nbsp; She hated this, she hated them...<br><br>She hated herself...because deep in her belly....a fire was igniting, a fire that she had smoothered many years ago.&nbsp; She couldnt let them reignite that, she couldnt become what she had once been...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 23:05:49</strong>
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				The Reverend stepped forward, admiring their work on Princess. "Excellent job, fellas.&nbsp; Look how much Princess loves it.&nbsp; She's drooling over your cock!"&nbsp; He could see the trail of spit down her chin, dribbling to the floor.&nbsp; He reached under her, quite casually, watching her body being jerked back and forth by the two cocks pumping her, one at each end, and grabbed a nipple, squeezing and teasing it, getting it nice and hard.&nbsp; "Yes indeed, do save me a piece of that ass too, Jonesy.&nbsp; I do believe she might need a bit more than just one ride around the block."<br><br>He watched and enjoyed the show, his cock already imagining the tightest of grips, hearing her groans and gags, and thinking about how Princess is going to sound by the time they're done with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 00:27:33</strong>
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				Mordecai entered the main house quietly. He was met by the most delicious screaming. It was as thought someone was beating a nail into the wood floor and hit a hot power cord by accident.&nbsp; Helen was gyrating on the floor like a rolley coaster on a set of bad tracks around the big curve. Flopping across the carpet was an understatement.&nbsp; She was almost fully under the coffee table by the time Mordecai reached her.<br><br>Mordecai did not move his hand immediately to her pussy to retrieve the controller.&nbsp; Instead he hovered his hand there and bent over the table to call out to her as he looked down on her. She was very fond of that in his mind. Him there watching her suffer. It was important to him that she knew he saw her.<br><br>" I'm gonna pull you out now," Mordecai said and grabbed Helen at the knees.<br><br>Mordecai gave her a couple of tugs and stopped when she was out from under the coffee table. She was still shaking like a blender when he tried to read the code across her breast.&nbsp; His brows knit in frustration unable to get a good look at the last two marks. <br><br>"Helen, you're simply going to have to hold still," Mordecai scolded as he removed the soaking wet controller from her slit and hit the off button.<br><br>Mordecai made clicking sounds with his tongue as he unplugged each of the five leads. He huffed while he removed each of the jaws off her heated and swollen flesh.&nbsp; It gave him a little pleasure to rub the heat into each of her tortured parts including her clit which he spent a little more time with before releasing her wrists from her ankles. Then he straightened.<br><br>Mordecai looked down on her and mouthed the code silently to himself.&nbsp; He wrote it on the back of his hand by dipping his finger in her slit and writing it using her juice.&nbsp; He spoke to her without glancing down at her again.<br>"Okay, funs over," Mordecai announced. "Pull yourself back together. The bitches will need a last look tonight once the team has toss Maddy in the cage."<br><br>Mordecai turned to retrieve the laptop from the safe and stopped, "Oh Helen, I'm going to fuck you tonight.&nbsp; So be waiting in the special treatment room."<br><br>Without another word Mordecai was off to the other end of the house. Money was waiting with just the right code. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 23:41:49</strong>
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				<strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen saw him come in, watching her as he just enjoyed the sight she made and that made her hatred for him explode, but she loved him too.&nbsp; The two emotions frequently fought within her.&nbsp; She moaned as he grabbed her knees, she groaned as he told her to hold still.&nbsp; She tried too, but her body was twitching and she was not really sure of what he was saying.&nbsp; She moaned as he pulled the controller from her snatch, a plop of release making her whimper at the sudden emptiness.<br><br>She wasnt quite focused when he removed the clamps, but the sudden jolts of pain hit her and she yelled out, writhing, when he rubbed the sore points she cried softly, her body throbbing for his depraved touch.<br><br>Her clit was so tender and as he began to stroke it she soon was at the edge, wanting to cum so badly, but he stopped and she silently cursed him.&nbsp; Bastard man..&nbsp; He even dipped his fingers into her and she bucked her hips towards him, wanting him to let her cum, but agian he didnt he pulled them out and she whimpered in disgust at him.<br><br>She got to her feet slowly, thinking about the three new comers.&nbsp; His words sent a buzz of pleasure and pain throguh her, she knew when he said all night he meant it.&nbsp; He had the most amazing energy.&nbsp; "Yes Mordecai" she said softly, leaving him to his laptop as she returned to medical and prepared the shots for the bitches.&nbsp; She was giving them another dose of antibiotics each as well as a sedative to make them sleep tonight.&nbsp; They would be receving this for a while at night, it would calm them and send them off, they needed their sleep and without a helping hand they would probably stay awake all night.<br><br>She shuddered as she thought about his words.&nbsp; The exam room was their place.&nbsp; A place of such torment.&nbsp; But also such sweet pleasure.&nbsp; It all depended on his mood...and she wouldnt know that until he came to her...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 17:53:43</strong>
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				The laptop in place. Mordecai eyed the screen. The first set of security protocols easily walked thru. Not so now. He wiped his palms on his pant legs and sighed. Bringing his hands together he cracked his knuckles and stretched. Rolling his neck from side to side. He could hear the creaking of his joints. <br><br>Hours. He had been at this for hours. The bitches put away and Helen had seen to them and still he went slow. Cautiously slow. There was too much at stake to screw this up with carelessness. It was frustrating. <br><br>Mordecai placed his hands on the keyboard again. He set the anti hacker program to run in the back ground. The curser to the pass word and user name. <br><br>Curser. Mordecai grinned ruefully. That was a proper name for it. Curser. It was what he had been doing the last two hours. Cursing and fretting as if he were the victim, as if he were caught and waiting to see what happened next.&nbsp; Any other time he'd have a raging hard on and stop to get some relief. This time he was just cursing as he used the curser to navigate thru the security to the treasure full of stock options and penny cash flow. A virtual dragon's horde.<br><br>Mordecai applied the code and started at it. This was it. This should open it up like a flower. This should be the one quarter that popped open all administrator privileges. He ran his hand over the stubble on his chin and with a nod of his head he hit...<br><br>Enter. <br><br>Then stared as the tumbles fell away. The page switched. A thin smile creased his lips as he waited for the next one to load. The bar at the center of the page filling with color as the percent ticked off. 76%.&nbsp; 92%. <br><br>Yes, Mordecai thought. <br><br>The screen went almost entirely black. Almost. Except for two small boxes requiring a password and a username.<br><br>Mordecai's mouth opened in a gap of disbelief and he barked, "WHAT THE FUCK!!!!<br><br>Mordecai stared at it in disbelieve. Another one. Fuck Maddy!! That bitch. He was definitely going to have some alone time with that cunt later today. She owed him. She owed him big time and she was going to come clean. <br><br>A thought nudged into his anger. What if that was all Maddy had. It was as far as she could go and no further without someone over her dropping in the next code before the funds manager opened. What the hell could he do about that? Surely to god they weren't that clever. But if they were, what then.<br><br>He took a drink of coffee and stared at the screen as he pondered his options. It was a bank holiday. A great one. Thanksgiving. The mad rush towards Christmas when transactions were measured by the nanosecond. Now was the time. To delay now would cost exponentially. <br><br>Mordecai needed a plan B. If his little chats with Maddy were unfruitful he would need something else. A Weapon. Someone he could trust to sit down and punch out a few critical pieces of code and crack the security shell safe. Trust was the problem. He could buy anyone. He just couldn't trust any of them to be loyal to him with this kind of capital leaking out like a pin prick in a plastic water bottle.<br><br>People were so damn greedy any more. It surprised him. <br><br>So was there a plan B, Mordecai grumbled silently to himself. <br><br>Was there anyone in the world so loyal to him that money did not even enter into the picture. Someone who would do anything to please him and have all the right combination of skills to pull this off smoothly. Mordecai ran thru the list in his head and groaned as he came to the first name.<br><br>Mordecai stared at the screen as he thought about the pay off. The cost to him personally should he pick up that cell. He stared at the screen thinking. His finger tapping on the table. Deciding. He did not do this lightly. But he saw no other way. This was too big to allow chance to have a had in the way it went.<br><br>He picked up the cell and pressed he speed dial number. It range twice and went to voice mail. He waited patiently for the sound of the tone.<br><br>"I need you here right now."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 12:30:51</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy sobbed as they continued to abuse her.&nbsp; her body was so sore, the welts from the whipping stung and she felt generally awful, her pussy was being slammed into, her mouth raped and she was sure they weren't going to stop there.&nbsp; She was gagging as Frank forced himself into her maw, and the feeling of the cock sawing into her tight, unused cunt was horrible.&nbsp; But her body was throbbing, she hated it, but inside she was groaning, enjoying this treatment.&nbsp; She couldn't let them know this, they would only use that against her.<br><br>She closed her eyes and wept as the men took what they wanted.&nbsp; She prayed none would want her arse, the thought of being violated there was disgusting...<br><br><strong>143 miles north, a Motel room</strong><br><br>The body on the bed moaned softly, his wrists were tied and his cock bound in leather straps.&nbsp; She had put them on wet, and now they were dry.&nbsp; VERY dry.&nbsp; Sitting watching was a woman, a cigarette held almost negligently in her fingers, a cruel smile on her face.&nbsp; She was beautiful, but there was something in her eyes that made you think she was only just holding onto sanity.<br><br>The man moaned and looked at her, his straining erection swollen and angry, "poor baby, does it hurt?" she asked, her voice soothing.&nbsp; She stood in a fluid motion and walked across to him, flicking the ash from her cigarette onto his belly.&nbsp; "I told you I expected full payment and what did you do?&nbsp; You tried to run away" she looked at him, eyes full of sadness as she reached for a syringe, stubbing the cigarette out on his stomach.&nbsp; She ignored the cries.&nbsp; He was gagged, she had got fed up with the pitiful noises he was making.<br><br>"This will make it all better my lover, when you wake, you wont remember a thing" she said, seeing the look of fear in his eyes, he knew her too well.&nbsp; He had been her play thing for almost 6 months now, but sadly, like so many he had let her down.&nbsp; So he was joining a long line of wannabes.<br><br>The needle sunk into his arm, the drug entering his system.&nbsp; He twitched a few times and then sank into unconsciousness.&nbsp; It hurt, the drug wasn't nice, it was a neural inhibitor, stopping him accessing short term memories, he would loose the last few months.&nbsp; <br><br>"What a disappointment!!" She muttered, packing her bag.&nbsp; Then the cell went off and she picked it up, letting voice mail get it.&nbsp; The voice, the words.&nbsp; She grinned wide.&nbsp; She was being called home, her dear brother wanted her.&nbsp; Now everything would be alright again.<br><br>A few minutes later all traces of her had been wiped from the room. The man was untied, and covered, he would wake with no memory.&nbsp; And she, Madelaine McCallahan was on her way to her beloved brother.&nbsp; Now all she needed was a gift, after all it was inconsiderate to arrive empty handed!!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 16:00:52</strong>
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				<strong>Emma Harris - in the middle of nowhere</strong><br><br>Emma got out of the car, "Stupid thing," she muttered to herself as she kicked the tires. She knew the car was old, but she had hoped it would have gotten her further than this. She had left Dirk over two hours ago and was not about to let him come and get her. No, she would move forward and try to get a ride on her own. <br><br>She grabbed her backpack, and her purse and began to walk. Sne would make sure she would only accept a ride from a women, Sne knew what a man could do to her if she got a ride from one. Her jeans and sweater kept her warm under her coat, the click of her boots on the pavement echoed through the night. She walked and when a car came by, she'd put her thumb out. Nothing. She kept going. Nothing. Emma just kept going then another Astor headlights - that were starting to slow down......
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 21:37:57</strong>
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				Jonesy hammered at the bank bitch like it was his full time job. This wasn’t about his pleasure, other than the pleasure of hearing her shame and anguish in each plowing stroke. This was about making sure he took that latent anger she built up in him out on that pretty little piece of mature meat. He made sure he slammed into her good, since he wanted her to choke down Frank’s dick, and maybe get a few splinters while she was at it. “Maybe this! Will make her…a little. More. Congenial!” <br><br>His strokes slowly, but surely became easier and though he kept it as a bit of a surprise for now, it appeared as though their bank bitch was enjoying the treatment. He couldn’t tell for sure, but he did change his stroke a bit. Maybe they might make a good slut out of her yet…maybe really pipe through some sounds of their little vixen in heat. Jonesy loved it…her back and part of her ass was whipped to shit, and he was shoehorning his cock in her tight little hole, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that she was starting to like it. <em>’For shame, bank bitch…for shame!’</em> he thought as he worked.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 22:22:04</strong>
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				Frank had given the boss bitch enough chances to swallow his cock on her own. He wanted his cock completely in her mouth and he wanted it done an hour ago. Growling, his thrusts took on more power and soon he was shoving his cock as far down her throat as he could. It was frustrating because he really wasn't getting past her throat opening. Well, they had a doctor cunt to look after this bitch so he decided to go whole hog. Dear ol' Frank started to face fuck Maddy as if her mouth was the cunt on some wide broad who could take a hard pounding. With each thrust he felt her throat muscles give just a little. The gagging and screaming he just ignored. After about ten hard thrusts, he thought that the next one would do the trick. He pulled his cock out until just the head was inside her lips and then slammed forward with everything he had.<br><br>"ARGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! About FUCKIN' TIME!!" He shouted when he felt Maddy's lips nestled against the base of his cock. He held it there and watched her struggle for air. "Use your damn nose, bitch. I ain't that big to choke you to death. See? With the right power, you can do anything. Now, I'm going to back out and go slowly this time. If you don't get my entire cock down your throat then I'll go find a dog with a cock big enough to choke you to death. Got it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 23:47:08</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>The car purred along perfectly, it was no effort driving such a vehicle.&nbsp; She loved the way the car drove, it was a sleek and black Audi, she had had it just over a year now, she loved to date men who could get her what she wanted.&nbsp; But she rarely slept with them.&nbsp; There was only one man she shared her bed with.<br><br>The roads were pretty much deserted as she drove, which suited her fine as it meant she could put her foot down and get there quicker.&nbsp; The night was warm, dry and she didn't need the air con on.&nbsp; She slowed when the lights caught the car on the side of the road, she smiled, "I wonder where the driver is?" she muttered, driving along the road slowly.&nbsp; This was just too good to be true, some poor person stuck on the road, she would of course do her good Samaritan piece and she wouldn't arrive empty handed.<br><br>Driving along she caught sight of the driver.&nbsp; A woman.&nbsp; And she was hitching a ride.&nbsp; This was just perfect, she would talk to her and offer to help her.&nbsp; She slowed and stopped, the window lowering, "is that your car? You poor dear you must be exhausted, what a place to break down.&nbsp; Hop on in and I'll take you to the nearest town." She said, glancing at her cell phone in the cradle, "there's no signal out here, I think there's a town about 30 miles away." She told her, waving her round to the passenger side of the car.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 02:29:15</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She was so happy to see a woman slowing down for her. She smiled and moved to the car. "Yeah thanks for this. Damn hunk of junk, I knew I should have taken the bus." Emma slid in next to the pretty woman.&nbsp; "I really do appreciate this. Maybe I can get a bus to L.A. when we get to town. I'm Emma by the way. I can give you a little cash when we get there, but it won't be much, hope that's ok. God what a desolate street, I should have stuck to the highway, but I figured this short cut would have been faster. Hey thanks again for helping me out. I really do appreciate it." Emma settled back into the seat, little did she know it would be the last taste of freedom she would ever have.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:47:21</strong>
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				The Reverend watched the rocking of Princess's body as she was fucked, quite brutally he had to admit, by his two partners.&nbsp; Her hair was in her eyes, and her skin was a little damp with perspiration from being whipped and now fucked, struggling for breath and choking down her throat's first cock.&nbsp; <br><br>"Lovely, simply lovely, Princess." He traced one of her excruciating red welts across the length of her back, slowly, with his finger, watching the writhing of her belly, the useless attempt to squirm or twist her body, as she was unable to do anything to pull away from this simple pain.&nbsp; He especially loved the way the movement and the pain influenced the gagging sounds of her cock sucking.&nbsp; "There there Princess, don't fret.&nbsp; Over time you'll we're going to train you to love the pain as much as the pleasure.&nbsp; You'll learn to accept it.&nbsp; Just relax, take your fucking like a good little Princess, enjoy having your body used and abused the way nature intended.&nbsp; Because in another minute, by the looks of it," and he stole a glance at Jonesy to confirm his estimate, "I'm going to use it the way nature never intended, and you'd best prepare yourself to enjoy that as well or I'll be more than a bit annoyed with you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 16:17:45</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy felt totally degraded.&nbsp; She had looked after herself carefully over the years, made sure she had a good shape, but she had never dreamt this would ever happen.&nbsp; When she had been married she had tolerated sex because her husband had been the type to take it even if she didn't want it.&nbsp; Once he had been sent to prison she was able to forget about sex and things.&nbsp; She knew that now her life was very different, she would have to endure things like this frequently.<br><br>Frank's cock was ripping into her mouth, forcing its way down her throat and she couldn't do anything but try to take it.&nbsp; It hurt, the pain was unlike anything she had felt before, her throat was being forced open, her jaws was throbbing and she wept with humiliation.&nbsp; Jonsey's cock was hammering into her cunt and she hated to admit she was liking it.&nbsp; Her body was wet, aching, she could feel a burning in her belly, an orgasm was building, and that was making her feel terrible, she didn't want to cum again, not in this way.&nbsp; But she knew she had no choice.<br><br>When the Rev spoke she whimpered, his gentle touch across the welts sent a ripple of pain through her and she tried to writhe, tried to get away from it but she couldn't she had to endure this, to accept the pain.&nbsp; When he spoke to her her eyes were wide and she tried to scream, but the cock in her mouth gagged her.&nbsp; She heard what he said, how he was going to use her and she panicked, struggling, pulling, trying to fight them, but she was tied tight, she had no way to stop him raping her arse.&nbsp; She screamed into the cock, begging him not too but she knew her desperate sounds would fall on deaf ears.&nbsp; <br><br>The Rev was gonna fuck her arse and there was nothing she could do to stop it....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 16:25:24</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg3944373#msg3944373">Quote from: lovelygirl on 28-11-2010, 02:29:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She was so happy to see a woman slowing down for her. She smiled and moved to the car. "Yeah thanks for this. Damn hunk of junk, I knew I should have taken the bus." Emma slid in next to the pretty woman.&nbsp; "I really do appreciate this. Maybe I can get a bus to L.A. when we get to town. I'm Emma by the way. I can give you a little cash when we get there, but it won't be much, hope that's OK. God what a desolate street, I should have stuck to the highway, but I figured this short cut would have been faster. Hey thanks again for helping me out. I really do appreciate it." Emma settled back into the seat, little did she know it would be the last taste of freedom she would ever have.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Madelaine</strong><br>"Keep your cash Emma, I think that car will need every cent you have" she said as she drove, "short cuts are a funny thing, they can seem the perfect way until you break down" she chuckled softly, impressed with her own performance.<br><br>"So what brings you out this time of night?" she asked her, "I'm going to visit my brother, poor dear cant really look after himself, and he called me to come and help him" she said, "he really does try but you know what these men are like, they cant seem to do even the simplest thing without a woman's touch.&nbsp; Theres a town on the way so I'll drop you there." She told her.&nbsp; Of course she had no intention of dropping her there, she was a gift to Mordecai.&nbsp; She was sure she would look lovely tied with a large red bow.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 16:53:38</strong>
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				Jonesy huffed a bit as he worked, and the feeling inside her shifted and was unmistakable. This closet minx was getting soaked! It was glorious. “Rev…Rev, you’re going to love this…” He gave her a few hip shifting thrusts with a evilly crooked smile and shook his head “This bitched turned bout as wet as rain in that tight cooch of hers. She’s loving this shit!” He promptly slapped the banker’s ass and gave a wolf howl as he kept fucking “Show the Rev how much you like it…let’s see that pussy drool” <br><br>He saw his shaft’s sheen was glistening after each thrust, and he knew beyond a doubt that she was good and ready. That would work out just fine for him, since as soon as she started to slicken, his ability to hold was greatly reduced. That this broad was so tight, despite his girth pushing her, spoke volumes for her sexual appetite…she didn’t really have one, or maybe she just wasn’t in the right environment. Yeah…that had to be it. She needed to be used and abused to cream! What a find! “Rev…just to let you know…that asshole looks like it’s never been plucked. You are probably in for a treat!”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 17:18:13</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy could feel it churning in her belly, the ripples of her climax beginning to work through her.&nbsp; She moaned into the cock that was face fucking her, closing her eyes in shame as suddenly she exploded.&nbsp; She hadnt felt an orgasm so powerful and the sheer intensity of it made her scream around the cock in her mouth.&nbsp; She cried, tears fell as she gushed over Jonsey's cock.&nbsp; <br><br>She hated the fact these men where raping her and she was cumming.&nbsp; She hated the fact they were forcing her to cum.&nbsp; She twitched, the waves of pleasure swamping her and she knew she was lost...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 17:56:12</strong>
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				When Jonesy felt the clench of her sex along his shaft, his eyes half closed as she milked him “That’s it…just like that” he muttered as she came. He could see her pussy still attempting to grip even after he pulled himself out with a loud smacking pop. “Here we go…!” he said as he felt a wave of heat travel up his shaft to erupt in arching ropes of cum along her wounded back. “Covered six, no seven lashes!” He exclaimed as he jerked himself to completion. “She’s like one of those movies that start off slow, but when the shit gets started, watch out!”<br><br>Spent and euphoric, he held himself and backed away with a lazy chuckle “Rev…I believe that rosebud is yours, and I thank you for the fun time…” with that, he tucked himself away and found a wall to lean against. A good cum always made him want to nap…it felt like he was wrapped in a nice warm blanket, but his mind was too active for sleep, and his eyes slowly became hard again as he pushed the pleasure from his mind. Torment, and shame. He wanted to see it in her eyes, just like those still wet tears coursing down her cheek. Now he could see her eyes widen from the impending invasion. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 18:50:15</strong>
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				The Reverend chuckled loudly, watching Princess struggling with the awful problem of realizing she was being raped to orgasm, right in front of them. He made sure to add a bit of commentary, so she would know how swollen her nipples were as her body spasmed helplessly. "Good Princess, very good, that's a good girl, cum for your Masters, show Jonesy how much you loved his cock, yes."&nbsp; He watched her, loving the twitch and garbled muffled moans as she came around Frank's cock in her throat, her tormented back covered in a criss-cross grid of red whip marks and white streams of cum that made him want to play checkers on her.<br><br>"Now for your dessert, sweet cheeks."&nbsp; The Reverend stepped behind her, letting his large cock loose.&nbsp; Her torment had him hard enough to cut glass or fuck her ass.&nbsp; He touched gently at her tightly closed bud, stroking her, teasing her.&nbsp; Then he stroked his cock between her legs, laughing at how wet she was down there. "Good Lord, Princess.&nbsp; You're like a swamp down here.&nbsp; Such a dirty, slutty little Princess!&nbsp; You should have told us!"&nbsp; He rubbed and lubed his cock, taking one quick dip in her simmering moist depths, going in deep and slow, then pulling out with a groan. "Oh yeah, baby, now the Reverend is ready to tend to the flock."&nbsp; He raised his aim just a bit, teasing his thick head between her cheeks, pressing against her tight hole.<br><br>"Relax Princess, accept it.&nbsp; Fighting it will just let me hurt you that much more, and I'll still get what I want in the end -- in the end, ha, I slay myself sometimes!"&nbsp; He began pressing forward, a little harder, with no consideration for her comfort, just wanting her first anal penetration to be the thick head of his cock.&nbsp; He could work deeper from there, but he didn't want to mess around with that business of warming her up, using a little finger, and then another, until she's nice and ready.&nbsp; "Take it Princess, that's a girl, it's going in there, the only question is how much you're going to suffer in order to take it."<br><br>And he pressed harder.&nbsp; And harder.&nbsp; Gave her a hard smack on her bottom, right across her whip marks just to distract her from her fear, and then pressed harder still.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:09:47</strong>
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				Frank loved the sensations of the bitch screaming around his cock. He kept his cock buried in her throat as long as possible to muffle the screams and to enjoy them to the fullest. When she came, Frank lost it and sent his second load of the night down her throat right after she finished her own climax. He reached down and patted her cheek like she was a good dog. Once he felt his cock softening, he slowly pulled out, making sure his cock was clean of cum before pulling out of her mouth completely.<br><br>"Knew you could do it, boss cunt," Frank grunted as he flopped down in a chair. "I'll be sure to give you a chance to practice your new skill each day. Damn, I'm not as young as I used to be. Don't think I have enough energy for another cum so soon. Guess you lucked out since I won't be fucking your other holes today. Glad you enjoyed what we are doing, boss bitch."<br><br>With that, Frank just relaxed and enjoyed the rest of the show. Once the rape was over, he ambled out and followed the boss bitch as she was towed to the cell. He had to check on Toni tonight anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:36:58</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg3946458#msg3946458">Quote from: kaz on 28-11-2010, 16:25:24</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Madelaine</strong><br>"Keep your cash Emma, I think that car will need every cent you have" she said as she drove, "short cuts are a funny thing, they can seem the perfect way until you break down" she chuckled softly, impressed with her own performance.<br><br>"So what brings you out this time of night?" she asked her, "I'm going to visit my brother, poor dear cant really look after himself, and he called me to come and help him" she said, "he really does try but you know what these men are like, they cant seem to do even the simplest thing without a woman's touch.&nbsp; Theres a town on the way so I'll drop you there." She told her.&nbsp; Of course she had no intention of dropping her there, she was a gift to Mordecai.&nbsp; She was sure she would look lovely tied with a large red bow.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She seemed so nice, a good samaritan helping out someone in need. "Oh I think that thing is long for repair. Anyway where I'm going I'm not coming back for that thing. I'm headed to L.A. You know bright lights big city. Left that loser of a boyfriend behind. Jeez I sound like a country song," she chuckled.<br><br>"Oh yeah guys have no idea how to take care of themselves, Christ, mine was such a deadbeat. I should have listened to my parents. Anyway, thanks again for helping me out. You must be a really good sister to be helping your brother out like this, he's really lucky." Emma smiled warmly, if only she knew she was riding with the one person that would never let her know freedom again.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 11:54:57</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br>Maddy had never been so afraid of anything as she was when she felt the Rev move behind her.&nbsp; When he pushed into her cunt she felt his size, the thickness of him and she wept hard even as Frank continued to face fuck her.&nbsp; She was not prepared for what did happen.&nbsp; She tried not to tense, but it was impossible.&nbsp; She felt him push against her and then she screamed in agony as he forced himself into her arse.&nbsp; She felt as if she was being torn in two, ripped apart by him as he forced deeper into her.<br><br>Frank exploded into her mouth and she swallowed it, she didnt want to taste it.&nbsp; She continued to scream and cry as the Rev fucked her.&nbsp; She hated him, hated this whole thing.&nbsp; She couldnt beleive this, he was raping her arse and she sobbed hard.<br><br><strong>Madelaine</strong><br>MAdelaine listened to Emma.&nbsp; Better and better.&nbsp; LA?&nbsp; Really? Oh this was just too easy.<br><br>"So your parents must be worried about you?" she asked her, "are you planning on visiting them?" she wanted to know everything there was about her.&nbsp; The last time she had bought Mordi a gift he hadnt been happy.&nbsp; But then how was Madelaine to know the gift had been a Senator's daughter?&nbsp; Stupid bitch had been hitch hiking.&nbsp; Mordi took care of it.&nbsp; Mordi always took care of things...<br><br>Her cunt twitched.&nbsp; She needed him to take care of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 13:00:09</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>"Oh, no they don't lice in L.A., they pretty much gave up on me when I started living with that loser. I haven't talked to them in two years. Maybe when I get out there I'll give them a call, let them know I left him." Emma just felt so comfortable talking to her. She watched as the scenery passed by, the night was so dark, Emma's favorite time of day. She like how the night you could get lost in, fade from your problems. I she only knew where they were really heading.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 16:01:16</strong>
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				The Reverend pushed harder, feeling her opening to his hard thrusts, breaking through her resistance as her body tensed and then jerked against the wooden horse.&nbsp; He started slow, pushing, pushing, going deep, and then when he was fully in, balls deep and resting against her cunt, he held himself there, stroking her whip marks, feeling her reaction to Frank's cumming in her mouth rippling through her, feeling her gripping down helplessly on his cock, and THEN, then he started to pull out, and back in again, starting to fuck her ass in earnest. "So damned tight, Princess!&nbsp; Oh yes, we're going to have to do this everyday, feels so good in here. We'll turn you into an ass-whore yet."&nbsp; He slapped her bottom and began grunting as his thrusts grew more vigourous.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 21:53:20</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy's screamed echoed around the room as the Rev really began to fuck her arse.&nbsp; She had never known anything so painful.&nbsp; She cried out, she writhed, she tried to move, but she was tied so tightly all she achieved by moving were splinters buried deep in her flesh.&nbsp; She sobbed as his hard cock sawed in and out of her.<br><br>Tears fell from her face and she hated the fact he was enjoying it, he was forcing more and more of himself into her.&nbsp; And he wanted to do this every day?&nbsp; She screamed at that, the gag making the sounds come out as loud groans.&nbsp; Her body was reacting and she hated that as well.&nbsp; How could she possibly enjoy this?&nbsp; She cried, wanting this to be over, the slaps and touches to the welts from the beating stung.&nbsp; Her world was full of pain....<br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br>She watched Cassie sleep, wishing she could do the same.&nbsp; She wanted to sleep badly, but if she slept tomorrow would come round quicker and she didn't want that to happen.&nbsp; It would mean Frank would come for her, and then...she sobbed, cuddling up to Cassie, terrified of the next day and the things that were going to happen to her...she could hear the screams and the sobs from the interrogation room.&nbsp; She wasn't sure if they were cries of pain or pleasure....<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br>The syringes were drawn up.&nbsp; A mix of antibiotics, anti inflammatory and a sedative to knock them out for the night.&nbsp; They would be drugged at night for a while.&nbsp; She knew they would probably not sleep if they weren't given some kind of drug.&nbsp; Helen would watch them carefully, she would make sure they weren't put into too much danger.&nbsp; She still had some power with Mordecai.&nbsp; It cost her of course, but he did listen to her.<br><br>Carrying the syringes on a tray, covered with a cloth, she walked across to the hen house.&nbsp; She smiled at Toni, glancing over her, she was OK.&nbsp; Her breasts were looking good, which was a joke considering what had happened to them.&nbsp; She gave the two in the cage a jab, Cassie was sleeping so Helen gently injected her thigh, Toni offered her her rump, and Helen quickly injected her.&nbsp; Then she waited for Maddy.&nbsp; The girls were sleeping peacefully.&nbsp; But still Maddy was in the room...<br><br><strong>Madelaine</strong><br>Madelaine listened to Emma, "well I'm Madelaine, and my brother Mordecai is all I have.&nbsp; He raised me when our parents were killed" she told her, "I think that's a great idea, you should ring your parents, they must worry about you?" she said sympathetically.<br><br>"If your thirsty theres water in there" she said, pointing to the drop down drawer in front of her, "help yourself, theres some nibbles in there to.&nbsp; Theres even a flask of coffee.&nbsp; Many a time I have needed coffee making this drive, so now I bring it with me." She chuckled, shaking her head.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 22:17:39</strong>
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				<em>Madelaine<br>Madelaine listened to Emma, "well I'm Madelaine, and my brother Mordecai is all I have.&nbsp; He raised me when our parents were killed" she told her, "I think that's a great idea, you should ring your parents, they must worry about you?" she said sympathetically.<br><br>"If your thirsty theres water in there" she said, pointing to the drop down drawer in front of her, "help yourself, theres some nibbles in there to.&nbsp; Theres even a flask of coffee.&nbsp; Many a time I have needed coffee making this drive, so now I bring it with me." She chuckled, shaking her head.&nbsp; </em><br><br>"Oh that's horrible, I am so sorry for your&nbsp; loss. It's good you have someone to lean on. I bet you and your brother all real close. You're lucky. My parents yeah they don't care, they haven't bothered with me in a while." As Madelaine offered Emma the goodies, she took some water from the bottle and drank it. "Thanks for this, I'm parched. I should have brought some for&nbsp; myself, but left in a hurry." <br><br>As Emma began to take sips from the water, she began to feel woozy, lightheaded. "Wow, guess I was more tired then I thought. She drank some more and set the drink in the cup holder. "Mind if I take a little nap? Will you wake me when we get to the city?" Emma's eye's slowly closed, she didn't know the water was drugged. Emma was out in a matter of seconds. <br><br><strong>Cassie</strong><br><br>Cassie was out cold as she laid on the floor. She was so tired, and she began to actually dream of Jonesy. She had forgotten that she was still attached and when&nbsp; Toni huddled close, she put her arm around the girl, half for warmth, half because she was dreaming. Cassie curled up close, waiting for her Jonesy to come and "rescue" her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 22:45:01</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>Sometimes Madelaine was just so good.&nbsp; She watched as Emma sipped the water and smirked to herself.&nbsp; The drug was a quick acting one, she had a whole selection she could pick from, some just paralysed but left the mind alert.&nbsp; She liked that one.&nbsp; This one was a sedative, quick and easy and she knew when this little present woke she would be tied up for her darling brother.<br><br>She drove for a while, and then pulled over.&nbsp; She pushed the woman forward and pulled her arms behind her, cuffing them with police issue handcuffs.&nbsp; She then placed a thick leather collar around her throat and then tied the cuffs to the collar, pulling her arms up.&nbsp; Madelaine liked pain, she loved to cause it.&nbsp; She didnt like recieving it, but to give it made her fucking wet.<br><br>Next she pushed her back and then placed a bright red ball gag in her mouth, tying it tight.&nbsp; She wanted to make sure this gift knew she was in trouble.&nbsp; Then she tied her knees together with bright red cord.&nbsp; Finally she pulled out a thick red ribbon and then tied it around her and made a great big red bow.&nbsp; "THere, sll tied up for Mordi" she said to herself, driving off.&nbsp; She would give her a shot to wake her as they got closer, she wanted to see the fear on her face when she realised she was not going to LA.....<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 07:25:08</strong>
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				The Reverend laughed and fucked her harder now, her tight gripping ass stroking him with every thrust. He reached down between her legs, touching her cunt and starting to stroke her there, knowing how ashamed this stuck up bitch would be right now. "That's it Princess, that's a good girl, take that cock up good and deep in your tight little bottom, you'll get used to it." He stroked her, "Feel the pleasure.&nbsp; Getting fucked in the ass is the best thing in the world for a little pet like you, isn't it, Princess?" He stroked her clit now, intent on starting to train her for that pleasure connection with her pain and humiliation.<br><br>He kept at it, the rhythm stroking her clit matching the pace of his cock as he fucked her ass harder, his grunts getting louder. Finally, he could take no more, "What a beautiful bitch you are Princess, oh yes, that's it... making me cum, such a good little Princess," he pulled out, giving her clit a few last strokes and then stepped around, stroking his hard cock with his hand the last two or three strokes he needed, and then came right in her face, the jets of cum roping across her cheeks, her her forehead, dripping down her nose.&nbsp; Two powerful spurts went right in her mouth, still held open by her gag, and dribbled down her lip and chin.&nbsp; He stroked her hair with his free hand, muttering "Good Princess, Good girl," over and over as he came on her.<br><br>Finally he stepped back, spent. He sauntered lazily over to join his two partners in crime.&nbsp; "She's not too bad. I've had worse, don't you think?"&nbsp; The stood for a few minutes, catching their breath, just watching her struggle with her shame of being seen covered in cum and whipmarks like this, the effects of the stroking of her clit left incomplete for her to deal with too.<br><br>Finally, the Reverend stepped forward and pulled the saw horse roughly from under her hips, letting a few more splinters dig into her soft bare skin as well. She sagged, her arms taking up more of the weight until her ankles still in the spreader could adjust.&nbsp; He bent down and undid her ankles, freeing them from the bar.&nbsp; He gave her a spank on her bottom. "Good girl, Princess.&nbsp; Such a lovely ass. Now hold still and I'll undo your arms. Then you'll crawl like a beautiful pet, and when we get to the cage you willl thank the three of us in front of the cage for having given you such a wonderful fucking, is that clear? If you don't do that, we'll bring you back here immediately and do it all over again."<br><br>He attached the leash to her collar again, holding the other end in his fist, and untied her wrists, letting her slump to the floor. "Come on girl, up on all fours, let's go."&nbsp; He didn't even wait, just tugged on her leash and started walking back to the cage with the other two men.&nbsp; When they got to the cage he stopped her. "Before I open the door to your cage and let you back in with your friends, sweet little Princess, is there anything you'd like to say to us first?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 14:46:21</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy - "Princess"</strong><br><br>Maddy hated him!!! She hated him so much...her embarrassement and humiliaiton was enough, he had to continue heaping it on her.&nbsp; She was sobbing softly as he fucked her arse so hard, forcing his thcik shaft deep into her bowels.&nbsp; She had never felt so degraded.&nbsp; When he started to play with her clit she felt her body react and that bought fresh tears.&nbsp; How could she betray herself in this way?&nbsp; She couldnt figure it out at all.<br><br>When he finally pulled out, leaving her right on the edge, her arse sore and bruised she thought it was over.&nbsp; But nope, he came to her head and then wanked himself a couple of times before cumming over her face.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, tears mingling with his cum.&nbsp; She had never felt so disgraced in all her life.&nbsp; The humiliation burned within her.<br><br>She was let down harshly, her arms taking the brunt of her weight when he pulled the saw horse out.&nbsp; More splinters embedded into her and she wondered if he would enjoy getting them out of her tomorrow?&nbsp; Probably he would hurt her in some way digging around in her flesh for the slivers of wood.&nbsp; She wasnt given any time to get her focus, he marched off and she was yanked on the leash to keep up.&nbsp; She licked her lips when the gag was removed, but there was one more humiliating step to take.<br><br>At the cage the other two seemed to be almost asleep, at least Cassie was, and Maddy saw the Doctor hovering nearby.&nbsp; She looked at the Rev, hatred glowing in her eyes, "thank you Sirs for giving me such a wonderful fucking" she said, her voice trembling.&nbsp; She wanted to sound sarcastic but she didnt have the energy.&nbsp; She crawled in, keeping to the side away from the huddled Toni and Cassie.&nbsp; She cried softly, hearing the door close and lock.&nbsp; She hated her life.<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br>Helen saw the three men arrive with Maddy and she knelt until they had her in the cage.&nbsp; She then stood, her eyes scanning over her back, she would need a thorough exam in the morning, just to make sure she was doing alright.&nbsp; She gave her the injection, and then retreated, heading back to the exam room.&nbsp; Once in she knelt, waiting. <br><br><strong>Toni</strong><br>As she drifted to sleep she caught sight of the one man she didnt want to see ever again.&nbsp; Frank was there, watching her.&nbsp; She felt a hand of fear grip her heart and then she slipped into the darkness.&nbsp; But that face haunted her, Frank was never out of her mind, even in her dreams he was there, watching, scaring her.<br><br><strong>Madelaine</strong><br>The drive was long, but she knew she would soon get there.&nbsp; Probably as the sun began to stain the horizon she would arrive at the ranch.&nbsp; She grinned, reaching over and stroking Emma's thigh, "you just wait precious, he is so going to love you" she said.&nbsp; She would give her a little bit longer to sleep then she would give her the stimulant, let her watch and wonder for the alst hour of the journey.&nbsp; Let the anticipation build in her.<br><br>When she knew they were about an hour away she pulled over and injected Emma, watching as she woke, "welcome back sweetheart, did you ahve a good sleep?" she asked, "and you wont be going to LA after all, I have decided to give you to my brother, he does love new pets" she purred, "now sit still, theres a good girl, we'll be there in about an hour" Madelaine explained as the sun began to streak the horizon.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 15:00:00</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Emma had slept through the whole thing. The cuffs, the collar, the gag, the ties on her legs. It was a strong drug and she knew nothing of what happened. That was until she started to wake up. She felt something foreign in her mouth. Her arms were pulled behind her and&nbsp; hurt like hell. She felt the tight collar around her throat. She then looked as she saw her legs tied together. <br><br>She looked over and began to scream. Who was this crazy bitch? What was she doing to her? Not going to L.A.? Where the hell was she taking her?Emma wriggled and screamed through the gag but she was muffled. She tried to thrust herself against the door, but nothing worked. She pulled away from the psycho that was driving. Pet? Her brother? What the fuck was going on!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 00:52:32</strong>
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				Jonesy watched the Rev cram Maddy’s ass full of cock and shook his head. When he got a look at her, she was nice and tight…very much an “exit only” kinda girl, but now? Shit. She’d probably fart soundless for a few days. He chuckled as the he made the trip around to her face to deliver the money shot. It wa san impressive display, and Jonesy held up two fingers as he said “two points for the mouth, Rev…gotta work on that aim!” and snickered.<br><br>He ambled with the rest of the gentlemen behind Maddy and watched her crawl her way back to the cage. Taking his time on a walk never felt so damn good, and the whole situation proved to heal a rift that he’d experienced with the boss bitch, and as they were halfway there, he said to her “You know, Princess…this is healthy…I think we all bounded.” He looked over at the other guys and nodded “A real sense of…well…togetherness. Feels good” and walked along silent from there.<br><br>When they’d got to the cage, his eyes had trained on his Suzie Q and grinned at her sleeping form. She got a lot of activity in today, so he wasn’t surprised to see her a little tuckered. After Princess did her performance, he watched Helen inject her and take her leave. Since things were done on his end, he decided to follow her, parting when she went to the exam room, and him back to the lukewarm lasagna. Apparently, raping made him hungry.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:06:15</strong>
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				Mordecai ~ Early the next morning<br><br>The special examination room door opened quietly. Mordecai push and stepped out wiping the last of the blood from his fingers onto the towel. He tossed it in the dirty linen basket just outside the door in the hallway. <br><br>No need to lock it. She wouldn't be up for a few hours and no one would bother her. The team had their bitches for a free day to do whatever the hell they wanted with them.&nbsp; The sky was the limit. The team had successfully pulled off this job and required a full day of rewards before the serious training began. Today it was feed and water the bitches by hand and ride 'em like they were fifty miles of dirt road. <br><br>Mordecai thought about the damn laptop. He'd let the Rev play with Maddy today. Then tomorrow there would be some questions she couldn't refuse to answer.&nbsp; Besides he had two days before help arrived. The holidays were taking an upswing and this should all work out so very well or it would work exceptionally well.&nbsp; <br><br>After all, Mordecai thought, what the hell could go wrong?<br><br>He put on his sun glasses and stepped out into the morning sun. The sky was peachy and robin's egg blue.&nbsp; The rhyme of the seaman came to him as he looked west.<br><br>Red sky in the morning... sailors take warning.<br><br>He froze in his tracks. There on the horizon very very faint was the wisp of a dirt cloud trail where no trail should be rising. He moved instinctively toward the small locker by the barn and opened the door. Binoculars in hand he turned back to the west for a better look. <br><br>Adjusting the vision he could just barely make out the shape of a black Audi. It looked like the newer ones he'd seen on line. That black Audi was coming in this direction. More precisely that black Audi was making a B line to the entrance gate of the ranch. <br><br>"Oh hell," He whispered and watched it approach hoping he was wrong.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 19:19:03</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>The drive was almost over, the car turned into the old track that looked as if it didn't go anywhere.&nbsp; The car bumped and vibrated over the dirt ridges.&nbsp; She hadn't driven this way in a long time, she hadn't seen Mordecai since the Senator's daughter incident.&nbsp; It had been about 10 months since she last saw him.&nbsp; &nbsp;And to be totally honest, she had got a little bit out of control.&nbsp; But she would never admit that.<br><br>She glanced at her passenger, "nearly there my darling, then you will begin your new life.&nbsp; I hope you enjoy it.&nbsp; But then if you don't I don't really care." She told her, reaching over and pinching her breast through the shirt.&nbsp; "Hmmm I am sure Mordecai will enjoy you." She said to her, smiling as the ranch grew bigger.<br><br>As they got closer she felt her excitement grow, she couldn't wait to see him.&nbsp; She drove up the track, the car purring along beautifully.&nbsp; Then she saw him watching and she smiled, her whole being sparked to life.&nbsp; She stopped the car just near him, switching the engine off and then opening the door.&nbsp; She stepped out and then grinned, "Hello Mordi, its been a while" she said to him with a seductive pur to her words.<br><br>"I've missed you my dear brother" she walked to him, throwing her arms round his neck and kissing him in a very unsister like manner.&nbsp; She kissed him for a few moments, rubbing her body against his.&nbsp; When she pulled away she was flushed and there was a look in her eyes that would probably make him groan.<br><br>"I bought you a gift Mordi. I made sure she wasn't anyone special.&nbsp; I know you were a little upset over the last one" she told him, grabbing his hand as she pulled him to the car and showed him the gift wrapped Emma.&nbsp; "See, I got her just for you" she gushed, opening the door.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 19:27:38</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Emma bounced along in the car. She had no idea where they were going. She hated this woman, this was kidnapping! Surely her brother would not stand for something like this!. Emma yelped as her breast got pinched, it hurt so much. She then saw a man looming in the distance. Was that her brother?&nbsp; <br><br>She sat there as Madelaine jumped out of the car and saw her approach the man. Then the kiss, they were siblings? Not with that kiss they weren't Emma closed her eyes trying to block it all out, that was until she heard her car door open. She looked up with pleading eyes. He had to let her go right?&nbsp; This was all just so wrong and she wanted out of here. Maybe just maybe he would be nice enough to let her call someone and let her go. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 01:45:08</strong>
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				Yes. Yes it was, Mordecai thought and a strangling sound escaped his lips as the vehicle came to a stop. <br><br>It was his own fault. Mordecai had called her. He needed her. But it had been so very relaxing and quiet since she had been away that he was not sure he was ready for her bubbly helpfulness. He eyed the drivers side as she put it in park. <br><br>She stepped out revealing those long athletic legs and Mordecai remember why he loved her.&nbsp; He couldn't help but smile as she rushed into his arms. His embraced her. Kissing her like she had never left or at least returned from a short shopping trip. He stroked her body with his and kissed her in a deep long kiss. Slowly he released her lips. <br><br>He should have known better than to let her talk. But he thought what the hell, a present. That was nice. Cuban cigars, a bottle of rare scotch, and he was very excited as he came around the Audi. <br><br>And stopped abruptly at the word, she.&nbsp; <br><br>"SHE????"&nbsp; Mordecai barked as he stared at a girl wear a red bow, and a ball gag restrained in chains and handcuffs. <br><br>The car door wide open and the girl, beautiful. Exciting. And probably one hell of a great fuck, sat wide eyes frantically murmuring in the gag fighting the restraints.<br><br>Mordecai grabbed Madeline by the arms and turned her to face him. "Madeline!!"<br><br>Then he calmed down but his eyes were hot pitch, and his hands clamped around her forearms, "We've talked about this before. You CANNOT bring any more strays home!!"<br><br>Mordecai put up his finger to silence her protests, "NONE!! Not one!!&nbsp; NO ONE ELSE!!" He emphases. <br><br>The damage had been done. The girl awake and watching them knew far too much to be simply turned loose. The girl goes to the police because someone's sister kidnaps her and the next thing you know the team is locked away for the rest of their lives. They would probably hold a grudge. And his luck he'd been accessible to them.&nbsp; <br><br>Mordecai stared hard right thru Madeline's eyes, "PROMISE!! NO MORE!!"<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 22:45:15</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>The sounds of the dogs barking reached through the drug induced sleep, pulling Maddy back to consciousness.&nbsp; It took her a few moments to remember what had happened to her, and she wished she was asleep still.&nbsp; The cage was still locked and she was huddled next to the other two.&nbsp; She moved away quietly, not wanting to wake them, it was kinder to let them sleep a bit longer.&nbsp; <br><br>The sun was streaking in through the small windows, sending ripples of light across the floor of the so called Hen house.&nbsp; She wanted to stretch, to be free, but she knew there was no chance of that happening.&nbsp; So she sat up, her back against the bars, waiting for the guys to come and get them.&nbsp; She didn't want to think about the day, she didn't want to face what would happen to her.<br><br><strong>Madelaine</strong><br>Madelaine pouted as she watched Mordecai's reaction.&nbsp; She tilted her head at him, giving him her best puppy dog eyes, blinking at him, forcing tears into her eyes.&nbsp; "I just wanted to bring you something special" she said to him, "I was only thinking of you Mordi!!!" She whispered, using all her wiles to make him feel guilty.<br><br>"I made sure to check her out.&nbsp; Shes left her bullying boyfriend, and she hasn't spoken to her parents for years.&nbsp; No one is gonna miss her Mordi.&nbsp; please, please say you like her" she begged him, holding his hand and using her eyes to plead with him.<br><br>"You know I only want to make you happy" she told him, not answering his earlier demand.&nbsp; "I have some other things for you, but shes the biggest.&nbsp; Please tell me you like her, she screams delightfully." She said, reaching out and squeezing her tit hard.&nbsp; "She'll be so much fun Mordi, say you like her, please, please Mordi.&nbsp; For me" she batted her eye lashes at him, pouting, playing all her cards to make him soften towards her.&nbsp; Madelaine had forgotten who exactly was in charge here....<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 23:21:52</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Emma watched the exchange between the two, he was not happy his sister had hauled her here. Maybe he would let her go, let her run and escape. She didn't really know where she was anyway. Emma's eyes followed the exchange between them. Him stern and commanding, she trying to be cunning and sly. They were quite a pair the two of them. <br><br>Emma screamed out as her nipple was pinched. Damn it hurt! She hated this woman! Hopefully he wouldn't want to keep Emma and would tell them to turn around and dump Emma somewhere soon the main road. She could only hope. <br><strong>Cassie</strong><br><br>She basically passed out and slept through the night. She started to rouse and turned a little, that's when she felt the tug again. She was still attached to Toni in that humiliating manor. She looked and saw Maddy. She saw the welts and marks that adorned Maddy. She looked awful. What had they done to her? Cassie could only imagine and hoped it wouldn't happen to her today. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 06:11:41</strong>
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				Mordecai crossed his arms as Madeline began her routine. His expression unreadable as she explained. His look bore into her as she tried to make the best of things. She had really made a god awful mess this time. They were so close to being beyond wealthy and she brings what insurance companies called 'an act of god'.&nbsp; A reference to an extreme event precipitating a natural disaster. <br><br>This 'present' qualified as both.&nbsp; This was the last of his patience. He had Maddy holding out on him, the bank ready to change their codes, and now Madeline practically calling the FBI herself. <br><br>Mordecai tapped his foot but instead of being impressed and shifting gears to something more tolerable he watched Madeline lean over and pinch the present's tit to make her scream.&nbsp; <br><br>"PROMISE!!"<br><br>But it was already too late. The present did scream. Madeline was right. Mordecai's eyes narrowed and now focused on the present with keen interest. <br><br>Damn it! Mordecai thought but he growled at his sister, "PROMISE Madeline or you and her hit the road.&nbsp; And I mean dropped from a plane!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 21:50:55</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>She pouted when he spoke, when he demanded her promise.&nbsp; She dropped her gaze from his.&nbsp; <br><br>"I promise Mordi" she said softly, "if you like her I wont have to bring you any more.&nbsp; Unless you tell me too" she said, her arms around his neck, "I love you, you know that?&nbsp; I've missed you and I cant wait to watch you break her" she giggled, kissing him and then moving to the car, reaching in and grabbing Emma's hair and pulling her out.&nbsp; It should be said the way she was tied was hard for her to move, but Madelaine didnt care.&nbsp; She just wanted her gift out.<br><br>"Look, cant you taste her fear already?" she said to him, Emma's hair gripped in her fist.&nbsp; She shook her, "see, you will enjoy her so much" she whispered, "cant you see it, she will hate you Mordi, she'll hate you so much.&nbsp; But need you.&nbsp; Like I need you" She told him, stroking Emma's cheek.<br><br>"Shes all yours Mordi, enjoy" with that she pushed her hard, throwing her to her front on the ground before Mordecai.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 22:07:06</strong>
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				Emma screamed bloody murder through the gag as her hair was pulled. Fucking bitch! She dragged Emma's body only a foot it two, but Emma hurt, both her hair and her body for the way she was tied. She looked up at Mordecai in fear and loathing, surely he wouldn't consider keeping her, no way, his sister had kidnapped her after all! <br><br>Her eyes almost pierced Mordecai's icy dark soul. The crystal blow of the sea could be seen in them. No he wouldn't keep her, he couldn't. Break her? Emma would not stay around to find out what that meant. She wasn't a toy on Christmas. She was a person, and no way was she going to let either one lay a finger on her. <br><br>She hit the ground with a thud, and tried to turn herself over. She couldn't she was face down in the grass. Emma just prayed that this Mordecai would let her go and let her return to her life. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 23:03:52</strong>
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				Jonesy woke in his hideaway on the ranch. With a little work and a lot of second guessing, the hayloft this once was had become a rustic living space. The very idea of it screamed “man”, but he also found it cozy. It was best to leave the group for a little when he wasn’t supposed to work on one thing or the other. The bed he sat up in, though old, was damn near the most comfortable thing on this whole ranch. Sack time, be it alone or with someone else, was the best time after all. <br><br>Light poured in through the window, and he saw a new car in the distance “da hell…?” he thought as he threw on a pair of jeans and work boots. As he walked out the door, his hand grabbed a shirt hanging as if in afterthought. He reached into the jeep he kept parked next to the barn and pulled out a set of binoculars. He saw the boss man screaming at some woman, who appeared to want to show him something. That something turned out to be another loss lamb. With a chuckle and a slight shake of his head, he threw the nocs back in the truck. It looked like everything was peachy…<br><br>Since there was no immediate danger, he ventured to the small washroom to give himself a once over along with an honest to god tooth brushing. He was going to see his Suzy Q today, and with what he planned, it would be downright rude to go in breath all to hell and back. Once he was properly squared away, he walked out of the barn and toward the kitchen. It should have brought him in sight of the others, but seeing as Mordecai was in control of the situation, he only gave them a passing nod. He didn’t even bother looking at the girl on the ground. He’d meet her soon enough, he reckon.<br><br>After having a quick light breakfast, he added some eggs, bacon, and toast on a plate, along with some water to wash it down. What girl could turn down breakfast in bed? With that pleasant thought, he slipped over to the hen house. “My boyfriend’s back and you’re gonna be in trouble…” he half sung, letting his hum carry the chorus as he approached the cage. His stride was easy, almost cheerful, and he unlocked the cage to check on his Suzy. He would keep the food outside for now, just in case she wasn’t up to it.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 00:49:29</strong>
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				<strong>Cassie</strong><br><br>She had kept her distance from Maddy as they sat there. She didn't say two words to her as they sat alone. Part of her felt pity, the other still hated her. Cassie couldn't move much since she was still tied to Toni. <br><br>Then she heard the singing. Jonesy! Her eyes lit up and she smiled even before he entered the hen house. He was coming for her and she missed him. After that horrible night at the mill, seeing him would be a godsend. Her Jonesy was coming and she brushed her fingers through her hair to look somewhat presentable.<br><br><br>Then she saw him. He was a sight for sore eyes. "Jonsey," she whispered wanting him to take her away from all of this. "Please untie me, it hurts," she indicated the string that bound her to Toni. She hoped he would free her, then she could be with "her" Jonesy once more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 01:39:37</strong>
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				Jonesy saw his Suzy Q on the ground, dangerously close to Toni and chuckled inwardly. <em>’What the hell did Mordecai do with you ladies, eh?’</em> he asked himself as he squatted next to Cassie “Awww, Suzy…who did you tick off?” he asked as he stroked her hair. He looked at the tie for a moment and nodded. He adjusted his jeans and took his handy leatherman out. First thing he did was separate Cassie and Toni. That way he could concentrate on his girl. Once done, he looked at her with a stern, albeit patient look. “This might hurt a little…but it’s for your own good”<br><br>Strangely enough, it was true. He had to ease the knot, since cutting that close to her was not in his best interests. Hers either, he was sure. He was able to slowly reverse the knot enough to free her clit, then balled up the twine she had in his pocket “See? You’re all set. I would advise you not get the boss man angry…it had to be him that did it. There’s not a lot I can do for you if you make my boss mad…” he frowned, as if his powerlessness frustrated him. Small bits of disassociation helped. He didn’t heap it on…that wouldn’t be believable. Just enough to make her come to him is all.<br><br>“I got you some breakfast Suzy…you can eat it in here, but maybe you’d rather get out of here first?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 01:58:09</strong>
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				Cassie smiled as he touched her hair. "I didn't mean to piss him off, he just made us tell him he could do anything to us. I didn't like that at all." she felt relief as he cut her apart from Toni. She was free, so to speak. <br><br>Next he went in to take the knot off her. Cassie winced as he loosened the knot then felt little pangs of pleasure as his fingers worked over her. God he made it feel good. She smiled as he took that last piece of twine off her. "I know I'm sorry I made him mad, but the dogs, and horses..." her mind raced as to what Mordecai could do to them with those animals. <br><br>When he said he had breakfast, her face lit up, then the promise of getting out of the hen house. "Really? Out of here? Oh I am hungry, but I would love to get out of here too. Where would you take me?" Cassie hoped he would keep her to himself. She didn't want the others having their way with her. She was all Jonesy's at least she hoped so. She looked to him and waited for his answer, excited she would get out of the hen house for a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 02:31:55</strong>
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				Jonesy smiled at her lit up face and thanked Mordecai for the opportunity to dig a little deeper into her “We’ll go to my place. It’ll be quiet, and no one’ll bother us for the day”. She saw the horses already…he wondered how she’d look trying to get that much meat in her mouth, then immediately jumped off of that particular train of thought. He looked over the other women and chuckled before he stood up again. He reached out to her and nodded “Come on. Be careful, and mind your manners.” <br><br>He’d carry the food and water to the barn that he made his home. The loft had a hunting lodge look to it, without the dead animals. placing the water on the table in front of the couch, he sat unceremoniously and held the plate in one hand. Switching a leg up on the couch, he invited her to sit down “Boss says I have to feed you this way, Suzy…come on over here. A girl like you needs her strength if you wanna stand up to us” He smiled, in all honesty liking the girl’s spunk. It made getting her in line so much more fulfilling.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 02:52:38</strong>
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				Cassie smiled as he reached out a hand to her. She was going to his place. She looked back and Toni was still asleep. Maddy gave her a disapproving look. Cassie didn't care, she was out of there with her Jonesy. "Yes, I'll mind my manners."<br><br>She followed him to the barn and to his loft. It was nicer than the hen house. She was at his place. She felt like she could breathe again being out of that horrible place. She watched as he held the food and called her over. "I understand, you're under orders. I don't want you to be in trouble. I know you really don't want to do this, you just have no choice." <br><br>That's how she rationalized his behavior, it made him less of a terror. She sat where he instructed her too and looked at him. "um, Jonesy, why don't you ever call me by my name? It would be nice if you would." She looked at him with doe eyes, the kind that would melt any heart. She just didn't like Suzy Q, but maybe he was told to call her that. Maybe she wasn't supposed to be Cassie to them. It was easier to call her a name that wasn't hers. Still she just wanted her hear her name from his lips, just once.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 04:46:49</strong>
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				Frank groaned and rolled out of his king sized bed. Pillows flowed off the bed like a frozen waterfall. Green and red dominated the room. At first glance, it looked like a wolf kill in the middle of an evergreen forest with the way the colors were placed in the room. Of course, that was the way Frank wanted it so he was happy with it. Stomach growls interrupted his wake up routine so he strolled out of the small cabin to the main house. It only took him a few minutes to inhale his food before dumping some leftovers into a dog dish for Toni. As he walked to the Hen House, he overheard the argument between Mordecai and a couple of bitches, one was bound and gagged. Great, Frank thought to himself as he smiled, more play toys.<br><br>Jonesy had beaten Frank to the cage but Toni was still out of it. Twine rested on the floor and it looked like it went between her thighs. Frank sat down on the floor with the dog dish next to him and smiled at his bitch. His hand picked up the twine and began jerking it ever so slightly. No words came out as he waited for the jerks to wake Toni up for breakfast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 04:52:21</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni whimpered softly as sleep slowly gave way to awareness.&nbsp; She didnt want to open her eyes, she didnt want to move.&nbsp; She was cold and stiff and she knew something bad was out there.&nbsp; But an insistant tugging made her blink, looking at the man sitting outside of the cage.&nbsp; <br><br>"Is it morning already Sir?" she whispered, so hungry, so thirsty.&nbsp; She could smell something, breakfast she thought as her belly grumbled.&nbsp; She looked at Frank and held back a shudder, she knew today he was going to do things to her she didnt want him to do.&nbsp; But at the same time she couldnt stop a buzz of excitement rush through her system.<br><br>Today was going to be painful, and she knew he would enjoy that.&nbsp; She hated to admit the fact she might as well....
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 05:39:59</strong>
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				Jonesy watched her for a moment, then looked around, as if he was afraid to call her name too loudly. Soon she’d be literally eating out of his hand. It would be a shame not to offer some concession. “I don’t know…it’s…well, okay. Come sit by me, Cassie. You need to eat, and I don’t have any utensils. He smiled at her and held up a little bacon for her, which was ready for her when she sat “I’ll be gentle. Promise.” the glint in his eye and tone in his voice must have been the same one the spider used when he invited the fly in for a snack…<br><br>He could call her by her name for a little…soon, he’d be able to call her anything he wanted. He just needed time and patience. The first he could not control, but the second he had in abundance. he patted the couch space between his legs. He’d be feeding her in a fashion much like a roman nobleman was fed fruits by his handmaidens. He’d attend to her now so he could attend to her later. It was agreat trade in his book!<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 06:16:03</strong>
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				He said her name and she smiled. Not Suzy Q, but he actually called her Cassie. She sighed deeply, he cared, cared enough to oblige her request. She knew he was different then the rest. She knew there was a heart in that gruff body of his. She moved to him and sat where she was instructed. <br><br>"Thank you Jonesy, it means a lot that you call me by my name." She was so happy, she literally almost snuggled with him. She knew though that would be out of the question, he was under orders and she didn't want him to get in trouble.<br><br>&nbsp;She sat between his legs and opened her mouth for the bacon. She was like a child being fed for the first time. Oddly it was nice that he had to feed her, it was almost like being treated like royalty, even though it was the exact opposite. Yes, she was glad to be alone with him, she would be his perfect pet. She was sinking faster into that role than she even realized. Jonesy was that good, that cunning to make her go from hating him, to wanting to be under his protection. He twisted her mind good, and she never even saw it coming, she just let it happen as it did. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 12:35:47</strong>
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				Jonesy fed her a few pieces of bacon slowly, making sure she could handle more as he did. There was no telling what her ordeal had done to her appetite. He then gathered eggs in the lightly toasted bread and fed her that as well, just a small bite at a time “It’s okay…take your time” he said to her. He nuzzled her hair, and chuckled at the bits of hay still in it. It would be good to get her cleaned up. Fortunately, he had a few old sun dresses around here…the last girl packed them before she was invited for a trip overseas…<br><br>“You’re doing so well, Cassie. I’m glad I could get a little food in you. He set the plate down and picked up the cup of water. “Now it’s time for a drink. I want to give it to you special…” he said before he took the water in his mouth. His hands were gentle about the way he moved her mouth towards him, and as he sealed their lips with a kiss, he slowly released the water in her mouth. He stroked her hair the whole time, as if letting her know it was okay…that everything would be just fine.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 13:21:12</strong>
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				Cassie ate very slowly as not to get sick. Her belly was empty, and she was tempted to gulp it down, but she knew it would come right back up if she did. The bacon tasted so good. Nice and crunchy, just the way she liked it. She felt so close to Jonesy like this, she felt like his special girl. As he fed her the eggs and toast, she was so grateful to him for all this. She would stay here forever with him if she could, hidden from the bad men at the ranch. He wasn't like them, he cared, at least that's how he made her feel. He was so good and twisting her fragile trusting mind to believe that. <br><br><br>Then she watched as he took the water, drank it himself. She pouted for a bit until he drew her closer. As his lips touched hers, she sighed, getting the kiss she wanted from him. She thought it was so sexy how he gave the water to her, and she tilted her head back to swallow. Her lips lingered on his as the liquid went down her parched throat. She broke from the kiss and blushed hard, he had aroused her, her body felt it, tingled and waves shot through her. She was his for the taking if he wanted, Cassie looked at him, "Thank you Jonesy, I appreciate all that you've done for me." her mind was so warped she didn't know right from wrong with him, which is exactly how he wanted her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 01:27:44</strong>
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				It was the look from someone in a ball gag and tight restraints. The kind of hate that only the very exquisite can show. Mordecai thrived on those kinds of looks. He bent to the new bitch. His hand in her hair lifting her head up so she could see him at his calmest. <br><br>His voice a whisper of concern, "We have rules. I'll teach them to you one rule at a time. Like the one you just broke. You are not permitted to look directly into the eyes of any man here without permission.&nbsp; It's a punishable offense."<br><br>He wiped the dirt off the side of her face tenderly, " First punishment.&nbsp; then we'll get you sorted out and after that you'll have a nice quiet place to rest until I come for you."<br><br>He released her head and straightened as he caught a glimpse of Frank heading for the hen house. Mordecai turned his attention back to his present. A long stride and he was straddling her knees. He bent and gripped the loops on her jeans, lifting her ass in the air so that her knees were under her. His foot nudged her legs open as he pulled out the switchblade. <br><br>He cut along the seam of her trousers from her her knee to the center of her pussy. Neat. Clear. Sharp. Maybe a nick or two.&nbsp; Definitely nothing compared to what he was about to do to her all over.&nbsp; Back down her other leg.&nbsp; <br><br>He closed the blade. Safety first. His fingers in her cunt as he cooked his fingers on the jeans and pulled hard to open it up so that her ass to the back of her knees were showing.&nbsp; What panties she had was the only covering for her pussy. He used his fingers to shove that material into her ass hole and her pussy slit until there was a nice wad in each hole. <br><br>He let the air reach her. While he undid his belt. Mordecai planned to beat her ass and thighs until she begged him to stop. <br><br>"All you have to do is beg me to fuck you," He told her calmly knowing she still have a ball gag in her mouth. That was half the fun wasn't it. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 02:57:38</strong>
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				She couldn't look a man in the eyes? What? Punishment? What the hell was he talking about? Fuck they were both crazy! He was so even toned, calm as he spoke, yet he was a frigging psycho! All hopes of her being let go were now dashed, Emma was trapped and she had no hopes of escape. What was this place anyway? She was scared to find out, but she would fight this bastard the whole way. <br><br>She felt him sit on her knees, and soon he was dragging her up, her ass high innate air. Emma began to swear and scream through the gag. She was limited in how she could struggle, but she would make one hell of a noise as he touched her. She heard he jeans rip and could feel the tip of a blade trace into her skin. She screamed more, he was cutting away at her clothes! He was insane, a madman and Emma just wanted to get away from him. <br><br>As her jeans were cut away, she felt the cool air on her skin, and she turned three shades of red. She was exposed to him and his sister. Emma screamed more as she felt his fingers probe her. Who was he to somehow to her? Soon she felt her panties pulled tight, tucked into her bum and her pussy. He was just so cruel. Then he wanted her to beg him to fuck her? No way! He was way out of line and no way was Emma gonna beg for that. Her muffled screams became louder, as they did, her throat became scratchy. But she would fight and scream as long as she could, she had to, no way would she give into the crazy loon on top of her.&nbsp; Never!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 09:03:37</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg3980341#msg3980341">Quote from: kaz on 06-12-2010, 04:52:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni whimpered softly as sleep slowly gave way to awareness.&nbsp; She didnt want to open her eyes, she didnt want to move.&nbsp; She was cold and stiff and she knew something bad was out there.&nbsp; But an insistant tugging made her blink, looking at the man sitting outside of the cage.&nbsp; <br><br>"Is it morning already Sir?" she whispered, so hungry, so thirsty.&nbsp; She could smell something, breakfast she thought as her belly grumbled.&nbsp; She looked at Frank and held back a shudder, she knew today he was going to do things to her she didnt want him to do.&nbsp; But at the same time she couldnt stop a buzz of excitement rush through her system.<br><br>Today was going to be painful, and she knew he would enjoy that.&nbsp; She hated to admit the fact she might as well....<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>At least his bitch managed to show the proper respect by calling him sir. Frank looked the woman over like she was a prized possession. His hand traced the design cut into her breasts again. They were healing nicely, he thought to himself as he crouched down to get as close to Toni as possible. Ever so casually, he pinched one nipple until it was flat between his fingers.<br><br>"Ding dong, morning delivery," he said with a smile as he brought the dog dish in front for her to see. "I'm supposed to feed you this slop with my fingers but I'm going to give you a choice, Ginger. Don't say anything until I'm done or you might choose wrong. If you want me to feed you with my fingers, I'm going to keep track of the number of bites I give you. After the bowl is clean, I'll whip your ass with my belt the same number of times as bites you took. Your other option is get on all fours and eat out of the bowl without using your hands. If you choose that option. I'll just tan your ass with my hand until you finish eating every morsel in the dish. If you talk, you choose the fingers. If you bark, you choose to feed yourself. Better hurry or I'll decide for you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 12:32:04</strong>
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				The Reverend stretched as he strolled through the hen house, into the room where the cage held the sleeping beauties overnight.&nbsp; He stood in the doorway, yawning, looking over the scene.&nbsp; "Looks like I overslept."&nbsp; He smiled and chuckled, then stepped up to the cage.&nbsp; "Good morning Princess.&nbsp; Your room service is here."&nbsp; She was sitting against the bars, looking lovely but glum as she watched how her fellow slave friends were being treated.<br><br>The Reverend brought his first hand out from behind his back, showing her a bowl.&nbsp; "I brought breakfast for you.&nbsp; Not exactly breakfast in bed, but breakfast on the floor at least." He lowered his face to the bars.&nbsp; "Crawl on out here for me and I'll show you the second surprise, before I serve you breakfast."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 19:27:07</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni trembled as he reached out and touched the healing cuts from yesterday.&nbsp; It was still sore, but not as bad as she had feared it would be.&nbsp; The drugs the doctor had given them were definitely helping. When he pinched her nipple she hissed, whimpering softly as pain filtered through her system.&nbsp; Why did he always want to hurt her?<br><br>She felt disgusted at his words.&nbsp; He was going to feed her?&nbsp; It was that or eat out of the bowl like an animal, after she barked.&nbsp; She was not about to bark!! But could she cope with a belting?&nbsp; She gulped, she was so hungry, but could she....she had no choice, her belly rumbled and she needed food.&nbsp; <br><br>"I...I ask for you to feed me Sir and then beat me" she said softly, her eyes on the floor as she waited for his next instructions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 19:33:37</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>She watched as the Rev walked in, fear pounding in her body as he stopped and looked at her.&nbsp; She hated him, she hated him more than she had known it was possible to hate anyone.&nbsp; But she was also trapped here, she couldn't do anything to stop him or the treatment she or the others were receiving.&nbsp; She would just do as she was told, they might not treat them so harshly then.<br><br>Toni had been moved away from the cage by Frank, Cassie had long since gone, she had snared herself the best one of the pack.&nbsp; But Maddy wasn't fooled by him, she had a feeling he was as bad as the rest.&nbsp; Time would show his true colors.<br><br>She sighed as the Rev spoke, her skin prickling with fear.&nbsp; She looked at the food, her tummy rumbling, she was starved.&nbsp; She crawled out, her back and buttocks sore from yesterday.&nbsp; She looked at him, "I hate you" she whispered, clearing the cage and dropping her gaze to the floor.&nbsp; She couldn't <br>imagine what this surprise was.&nbsp; Something nasty she was sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 19:41:07</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>Madelaine grinned as she watched her brother deal with his present.&nbsp; He unwrapped her with such care, revealing such a sweet sight.&nbsp; She licked her lips, she couldn't wait to see that creamy arse bright red and glowing.&nbsp; She loved that, loved the way a freshly beaten bum looked.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wanted to watch him as he trained her, broke her, bent her.&nbsp; Madelaine loved watching the pain, loved the way they changed.<br><br>"Shes gorgeous isn't she Mordi, I cant wait to hear her scream when you fuck her.&nbsp; Maybe she likes her arse fucked?&nbsp; I want to fist her?&nbsp; Can I? Can I force my fist into her holes and make her scream? Maybe you can have your big thick cock in her mouth? Choking her?" she suggested, moving round and crouching down in front of Emma.<br><br>"You really should do as he says my dear" she whispered, ""he isn't the sort of man you should annoy, he really will do what he asks.&nbsp; Why don't you beg him to fuck you?&nbsp; He has such a lovely cock, are you sure you don't want to see it?&nbsp; Or maybe you need to see him fuck me?&nbsp; Would you like that? To see me fucked by my brother.&nbsp; He's the only man who has ever fucked me.&nbsp; What more could a sister ask for?" she whispered, stroking her face, "beg, or hurt.&nbsp; That's the choice facing you....."&nbsp; or hurt, hurt and more hurt, but she would soon discover that for herself.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 19:50:33</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg3986308#msg3986308">Quote from: kaz on 07-12-2010, 19:41:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br><br>"You really should do as he says my dear" she whispered, ""he isn't the sort of man you should annoy, he really will do what he asks.&nbsp; Why don't you beg him to fuck you?&nbsp; He has such a lovely cock, are you sure you don't want to see it?&nbsp; Or maybe you need to see him fuck me?&nbsp; Would you like that? To see me fucked by my brother.&nbsp; He's the only man who has ever fucked me.&nbsp; What more could a sister ask for?" she whispered, stroking her face, "beg, or hurt.&nbsp; That's the choice facing you....."&nbsp; or hurt, hurt and more hurt, but she would soon discover that for herself.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Emma glared at the bitch, she was pissed that this woman had deceived her like this. God they fucked each other, brother and sister? Fucking sick shits! god knew what they would do to her, but she would fight and fight hard. Emma screamed again at her, wanting to spit in her face. No way was Emma going to let either of them put anything inside her! Neither her fist or his cock. She would not beg to be fucked, never in a thousand years, they had a challenge on their hands, and she was never going to let them have their way! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 01:04:56</strong>
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				Mordecai's hand cupping her ass. Massaging it tenderly. His other hand held the belt buckle and folded the belt in half.&nbsp; It too joined the other hand. Rubbing along the new slave's unmarked ass.<br><br>He raised slightly, bent his knees and stepped to one side. The hand with the belt swinging backward then snapping forward. The first strike across both ass cheeks detonating with a solid crack.&nbsp; He was not going to give her a chance to breath before delivering four more just as solidly. <br><br>His hand to the waist band of her jeans to hold her in place. Mordecai used the belt to brush across the heat he had left there. Letting the pain soak in. It would be random for here on out. The back of her thighs and her buttock were the targets.&nbsp; <br><br>Mordecai brought that belt up and swung.&nbsp; Connected solidly.&nbsp; He counted to an odd number then hammered her again.&nbsp; Sometimes counting to three, sometimes nine. Never allowing her to know exactly when that next strike would hit her flesh.<br><br>He couldn't decide if he liked how she welted or how she moved when the belt leather exploded against her flesh.&nbsp; It was going to be disappointing when she begged but he gave her time between the strikes to think about it.&nbsp; After all he was fair minded fellow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 02:44:27</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She had no idea what was coming. All she heard was feet shuffling behind her. She could not see anything, him, the belt, nothing. When the first blow came, her body jumped and she screamed through the gag. Then again and again and again. Emma screamed each time. The cool air on her hot stinging bum was a contradiction of sorts. She wasn't giving in, no matter how much it hurt. <br><br>Emma would not let this monster fuck her, not a chance. Each strike came in different waves. She never knew when the next one was coming. Her bum was on fire and Emma was trying to breathe and scream through the pain. It was all too much to bear, Emma felt light headed and her breathing got shallow. Her body shut down and she passed out from the intense pain. Her eyes closed and everything went dark, it was just too much to handle. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 14:55:58</strong>
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				The Reverend listened to her as she crawled to him from her place in the cage, his eyebrows lifting in amusement. "Well, isn't that sweet. I missed you too, Princess. Such a sweet little pet you are."&nbsp; He held the bowl of eggs and toast where she could see it and smell it, letting her belly truly understand what she wanted.&nbsp; "My other surprise is that I wanted to help you." He waited a beat. "No? Don't want to thank me for being so kind and generous?&nbsp; No matter, there will be time for you to beg my forgiveness for your rudeness later.&nbsp; Before we see how much breakfast you get, pet, I want to help you, because I remember how difficult it was for you yesterday. I know it is hard coming to grips with being little more than amusing pet and plaything, and that having to accept that your ass exists for our pleasure wasn't easy for you, let alone having to fit an actual cock up there, well, you need my help.&nbsp; Turn around a little, let me see."<br><br>He held up a little shiny tube, black, about 6 inches long, thick on one end, and narrower on the other, with a gently curved notch near the end. And trailing from the end of the tube were long, thin, twisted strands of leather.&nbsp; He held it in front of her and made a circular motion with it to enhance his demand.&nbsp; "Turn around, Princess. Be a good girl."&nbsp; He held it by the tube, and it looked like he could hit her with it if he wanted to.<br><br>He waited until she reluctantly complied.&nbsp; "Knees apart." Then he spit on the end of the tube, then again, getting it nice and wet.&nbsp; He crouched down behind her and pressed the firm plug to her anus, twisting and working the spit around&nbsp; a bit, then pushing harder until he'd forced it into her tight opening, sliding the plug into her and settling it so the thick part passed in, and the curved notch on the other end kept it seated where he wanted it, the leather strands now dangling behind her like a tail. "There you go, Princess. Now you've got a tail, at least for now, to help remind you what you are now, and the plug will help get you ready for your training today, all while you eat breakfast. You do still want to eat don't you, let me know with a cute little bark if you're still hungry. Otherwise I can give your food to your friends and we can get straight to your training."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 17:55:20</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>She gasped as she saw what his 'surprise' was.&nbsp; She shook her head sadly, but she was hungry, she would do anything for food, for a shower.&nbsp; For a chance to just feel normal for a few moments.&nbsp; She hung her head, turning slowly, spreading her legs wide.&nbsp; Her body was trembling, she was trying not to cry, but tears filled her eyes.<br><br>She tried not to tense, to keep relaxed as she felt him begin to work the butt plug into her tight rear hole.&nbsp; She sobbed once, eyes tightly closed as he forced her to accept the black tube, opening her tight muscle and finally seating it in her.&nbsp; There was an intense burning pain, a feeling of something being forced open that shouldnt be forced.&nbsp; It hurt, but she knew better than to protest, she had to just accept.&nbsp; She could feel the leather thongs brushing against her thighs, and she blushed a deep red, she hated it.&nbsp; Humiliation washed over her, she knew he was enjoying this.<br><br>But he wasnt satisfied yet.&nbsp; He continued to pile the humiliation onto her.&nbsp; She groaned when she heard what he said, he wanted her to bark.&nbsp; She couldnt believe this.&nbsp; But she was hungry, and she needed food.&nbsp; She turned and looked at him, hatred burning in her eyes.<br><br>"Rooafffff, rooafff" she yapped, hoping it sounded like a dog, but her cheeks were bright red and she felt her shame wash through her.&nbsp; But Maddy knew to survive this she had to seem to give in....<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 18:41:39</strong>
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				The Reverend laughed and stroked the blushing woman's hair, "Good girl, Princess, good girl.&nbsp; Ok.&nbsp; Such pretty little barks and begging has earned you a little bit of breakfast. Let's say two bites. Then I'll give you a chance to earn more."<br><br>The Reverend turned from her and walked to sit down on the bench near the others, away from the cage, taking the bowl with him. He sat and then picked out a little shred of the toast with some egg on it in his fingers, and held them down near his feet in his open palm.&nbsp; Then he looked back to her, still on hands and knees, her tail dangling&nbsp; between her legs.&nbsp; <br><br>"Come. Come Princess."&nbsp; He smiled, watching the way her tail moved, and the look in her face, keeping his hand down, showing her first mouthful to her.&nbsp; "Good girl, come here."&nbsp; He turned to look at the others, and then back to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 18:48:38</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy "Fucking Princess"</strong><br><br>She couldnt beleive this.&nbsp; He was just doing everything he could to steep humiliation on her.&nbsp; She felt her shame build, along with her anger, but she was hungry.&nbsp; She wanted to eat, but this wasnt right.&nbsp; She couldnt risk annoying him, she needed the food, she was feeling light headed as it was.<br><br>She crawled across to him, the tail rubbing against her thighs.&nbsp; She bend and took the toast from his palm, but she didnt look at him.&nbsp; She kept her gaze on the ground as she ate the toast, her belly grumbling as she swallowed it.&nbsp; She looked at him then, and knew hwat he wanted.&nbsp; She took a breath, buried her pride, the few shreads that were left anyway, and then wiggled her bum, making the tail sway, "woof, woof" she said again, she was hungry, she needed the food, and maybe if she behave he would allow her some normalacy today.&nbsp; Or at least a decent breakfast.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 00:27:54</strong>
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				Mordecai stood as the body went limp. "That's annoying."<br><br>He put the belt thru the buckle then bent. His hand on her ankle stretching out her leg then the other. He put the belt around both ankles like a choker and pulled on the end. <br><br>"Come along Madeline.&nbsp; You can watch and then I have work for you," Mordecai told her as he began to dragged the unconscious woman by the belt wrapped around her ankle behind him. <br><br>"She welted nicely," Mordecai mused as they passed the stables and the kennel on the way to the lower level of medical where the experiments were conducted. <br><br>"Too bad she not much of a stayer. Can't take a good ass beating. I counted 36. I didn't even break the skin."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 12:54:21</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>There was something about watching her brother 'work' that just made Madelaine tingle all over.&nbsp; For one she was glad it wasn't her who was the recipient of his attentions.&nbsp; He swung the belt with force and she giggled as she watched the welts flare up, changing the pale arse from white to pink and then to a glowing red.&nbsp; She knew he was a master of pain.&nbsp; And she loved it.&nbsp; Emma's screams were music to her ears.&nbsp; And then the little slut went and passed out.&nbsp; Now that was just bad form, did the silly cow not know that?<br><br>But that didn't stop her brother.&nbsp; He quickly had his belt tied around her ankles and then used it to pull her along, Madelaine ignored the bouncing girl, she would feel it when she woke up.&nbsp; Maybe that would teach her not to pass out during punishment!!! And this was just a mild taster, honestly, people these days had no stamina!!!<br><br>"She'll learn stamina Mordi, they all do under your expert touch and guidance" she said to him, her body swaying seductively as they headed to the depths of medical.&nbsp; The ranch was much more than met the eye.&nbsp; What was seen above ground was like the tip of the iceberg.&nbsp; Mordecai had been working for years on this place.&nbsp; No one really knew the extent of the structure.&nbsp; Only the man himself.<br><br>"I cant wait to get to work Mordi, I love the little jobs you set me up." She said with a wide, almost innocent look.&nbsp; "Then maybe we can spend some time together, its been too long my darling" she sighed, stroking his arm gently, caressing him with long, loving fingers.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 15:48:41</strong>
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				Shrugging, Frank unlocked the chain from Toni's collar and replaced it with a dog leash that was hanging on a hook just outside the cell. Giving a tug, he led his bitch back to the play room as he liked to think of it. It took him a few moments to cuff her hands together in front of her. Cuffs were added to her ankles and then he used a spreader bar to keep her feet spread out. Finally, he lowered the chain and hook and slipped the connecting chain of her wrist cuffs on the hook. There was a winch but Frank preferred lifting her by hand so he pulled on the chain until her feet were just clear of the floor.<br><br>He grabbed a short ladder and placed it next to the dangling girl. The top step put him high enough above he so he could feed her without straining his arms. The slop used to be eggs and sausage but he had mixed it together so there were not any big chunks. It took 41 bites for her to finish the meal. With a smile on his face, he stepped down and replaced the ladder where it belonged. The belt cleared his pants with the characteristic sound. He hadn't said anything at all during the entire time. Doubling his belt, he positioned himself so the first strike hit Toni on the left side. He put all of his strength in the swing. The resounding slap of leather on flesh followed by the scream made his grin even wider. Now the poor girl was twisting in the air. Forty swings of the belt landed on her thighs, stomach and ass, depending on when he struck as she continued to turn in the air. For the last strike, he stopped her from rotating with her ass facing him. The final one sailed up between her legs and struck squarely on her clit and cunt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 18:12:41</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni was still very naive, she had no idea about the depravities of human nature.&nbsp; But she was learning.&nbsp; She was learning quickly, and with someone like Frank as her teacher, the lesson was harsh and painful.&nbsp; She was back in the room she had been in yesterday and that flooded her with fear.&nbsp; She knew she was going to hurt today, she knew he would make her scream and cry and she was nowhere near ready for it.&nbsp; Or him.&nbsp; She knew she would not be a virgin much longer either.&nbsp; And that terrified her.&nbsp; So much for saving herself for a man who loved her!!<br><br>The cuffs were fitted tightly around her wrists, and her legs placed in a spreader bar.&nbsp; She was then hoisted up, her arms and shoulders protesting, sending a wave of pain through her as she hung there, her body suspended by her arms.&nbsp; He used a step ladder to climb to her and then fed her.&nbsp; She didn't like the way he did it, but anything was better than starving, and she knew he was going to hurt her when he finished feeding her.&nbsp; She ate, trying to count the bites, but she knew he would keep count, even if she got it wrong.<br><br>When she had been fed he heard him remove the belt and she whimpered.&nbsp; She knew he was going to beat her.&nbsp; The first slash of the belt made her scream.&nbsp; That was just the start.&nbsp; Over the next minutes her life seemed to go on slow.&nbsp; Every strike made her sob, she cried, she screamed, but she didn't ask him to stop.&nbsp; She knew he had told her this was what he would do.&nbsp; Her thighs, her bum, her stomach were all targetted.&nbsp; He even caught her lower back, and she screamed in agony with each lash, praying it would soon be over.&nbsp; <br><br>The last strike made her yell so loudly, she then fell into uncontrollable sobs, her body red, her skin was on fire, she wanted to die.&nbsp; She hung there twisting, hoping he would show her some compassion.&nbsp; But she didn't think Frank knew what the word meant....<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 00:19:10</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg3981540#msg3981540">Quote from: lovelygirl on 06-12-2010, 13:21:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She was his for the taking if he wanted, Cassie looked at him, "Thank you Jonesy, I appreciate all that you've done for me." her mind was so warped she didn't know right from wrong with him, which is exactly how he wanted her.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jonesy nodded and smiled “I’m happy to know that, Cassie. Have a little more” he said, before he took more of the water in his mouth and slipped his lips to her again. He made sure the water was released nice and slow, after all, her choking would be bad for the mood. When he was done, he looked at her for a bit while he put the water to the side. “ I like calling you Suzy Q, Cassie…it makes me feel closer to you. If they know that I’ve named you, it might help them take it easy on you.” He stroked her back as he spoke, so caring, so concerned for her well-being. He only did it to make her safe…<br><br>He only did it tie one more chain around her mind. More binding than anything that could be put to flesh. He wouldn’t have to take her…she’d simply give herself to him and wonder why she waited so long to do it. That was his way, to be a cancer on the mind and burn away what he didn’t like. After a while, the name Cassie would only be a distant memory, barely remembered. Even when it was, there’d be no recollection as to why she should remember it. There would only be the comforting feel of his arms and voice, and the delight of an owned soul that warm the cockles of his heart.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 01:17:59</strong>
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				Mordecai felt her hand on his arm and feared she was right. Madeline had been without adult supervisor for almost a year. It worried him to think about the trail she might have left getting here. All in good time.&nbsp; First to begin experiment 93 and then to put Madeline in front of that laptop.<br><br>He opened the steel door to the container. It had the most unmentionable equipment but he thought he'd start with the basics as he dragged his new property to the center of the room size container. He dropped the belt and released her legs. <br><br>"Get me those four chains with the cuffs hanging on the wall Madeline," Mordecai asked calmly.<br><br>"Spread eagle and still clothed," He said. "I really like the effect it has when they wake up and start to pull on the chains."<br><br>"Do you still like to hear them curse and scream?" He asked as he rolled Emma to her back.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 07:04:59</strong>
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				The Reverend gave her another small handful, down by the floor, making her bend down and take the bit of food from his palm like a little animal.&nbsp; "Look at me while you kneel and eat, Princess. I want to see that you are grateful, because if you aren't, then we don't have to waste time feeding you."<br><br>He sat and watched until she swallowed that mouthful.&nbsp; "Good girl."&nbsp; He stroked her hair. "If you want more, you can see there's plenty left in the bowl, but I'll want you to show me that you really want it, you hear girl?&nbsp; Now, I'll only feed you some more if you get right up close to me, get you thighs around my leg, straddle my shoe like the horny little puppy you are, hug my leg. I want you pressing that pretty little pussy of yours down on my shoe, and I want to feel you pressed against my leg, holding on. Then I'll give you another bite."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 08:56:07</strong>
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				Frank placed one hand on Toni's hip and lovingly trace the belt marks all around her body. He pressed with a little force and sighed in contentment as she hissed in pain. When he got around to her front, he bent forward and took one nipple into his mouth. His tongue laved it gently as he sucked softly on it. After several moments of this attention, he bit down hard. He didn't draw any blood but it was a close thing. Always one to be fair, the other nipple received the same treatment. His hands slid down her sides until they settled on her hips. Ever so slowly he knelt down to stare straight at her angry cunt. It was time to reward his girl for taking her stripes.<br><br>A long, wide lick that went from the bottom of her slit up to her nub introduced his tongue to her sex. Gently he sucked on each of her labia before licking his way once more to her clit. Instead of sucking on it right away, he used his tongue to flick it a few times. His hands slid around her hips to cup her ass. This new position let him lift her mound up so he could give more attention to it. Of course, that put added stress on her shoulders and arms but he figured the pleasure he was giving her now would offset that pain, maybe even turn it into pleasure itself. His mouth made love to her pussy until he could tell she was getting close. He bit down hard on her clit as his fingernails dug into her ass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 20:50:09</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She didn't realize how long she had been out for, but she could feel she was no longer on the ground. Her bum still hurt so much. She began to move and felt something on her wrists. She still had the gag in her mouth and struggled against the restraints. She couldn't even move her feet. God she was chained tight! She began to scream and wriggle about, she saw the two evil siblings stirring around her. She had no idea where she was now or what the hell they were going to do to her. She would go down fighting and screaming as hard as she could not letting them do anything else to her. It would be hard though since she was chained to the damn floor, spread wide for both of them to see.<br><br><strong>Cassie</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg3995160#msg3995160">Quote from: Writersblockade on 10-12-2010, 00:19:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jonesy nodded and smiled “I’m happy to know that, Cassie. Have a little more” he said, before he took more of the water in his mouth and slipped his lips to her again. He made sure the water was released nice and slow, after all, her choking would be bad for the mood. When he was done, he looked at her for a bit while he put the water to the side. “ I like calling you Suzy Q, Cassie…it makes me feel closer to you. If they know that I’ve named you, it might help them take it easy on you.” He stroked her back as he spoke, so caring, so concerned for her well-being. He only did it to make her safe…<br><br>He only did it tie one more chain around her mind. More binding than anything that could be put to flesh. He wouldn’t have to take her…she’d simply give herself to him and wonder why she waited so long to do it. That was his way, to be a cancer on the mind and burn away what he didn’t like. After a while, the name Cassie would only be a distant memory, barely remembered. Even when it was, there’d be no recollection as to why she should remember it. There would only be the comforting feel of his arms and voice, and the delight of an owned soul that warm the cockles of his heart.<br><br><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Cassie took the water from him nice and slow, he made sure she didn't cough and choke on it, as her lips lingered on his. She listened with an open heart as to why he called her Suzy Q. It made total sense, if he named her, laid claim to her, she would be safer. What man would want to touch another mans woman? Plus he felt closer to her, just want she wanted, his caring and his protection from the bad men. "Ok Jonesy, then Suzy Q it is. I want you to keep me safe, that Frank is something awful, and your boss, he frightens me so much. Anything for you to keep me safe from them."<br><br>She opened herself up with that last sentence, <em>anything</em>. Cassie felt for him, wanted to be with him, the rest were so mean and heartless, but he, he was a kind a giving soul to her. At least that's what she thought. She never even knew her feeble mind was being twisted to his will, she saw it all in the name of protection and devotion. When she got back to the hen house she would tell the girls to call her by her new name, just to be protected from the others. She didn't care if Maddy and Toni objected, it was allfor Jonesy's protection, that was all that mattered now.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 01:09:09</strong>
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				Madeline had been less helpful than Mordecai had expected. He would never had asked her to bring anything home but a cuban if she could get hold of one. This was different and try as he might seeing the new bitch splayed out and struggling in chains with her pussy exposed had his cock throbbing.<br>Mordecai watched the bitch struggle and scream around the ball gag a little longer. He moved then. Suddenly, unexpectantly and not to the bitch on the floor. He turned to Madeline, taking her arms roughly to her back. <br><br>"God, I want to stick my dick deep in that wet pussy but you're going to wait, because you've been naughtly, dear Madeline," he told her as he cuffed her wrists behind her back. <br><br>His hand in her hair he took her to the bench and pushed her down on it. He opened the drawer with one hand and held her with the other. Removing one of the special ropes from the drawer he put it around her neck in a choker. <br><br>The end he draped down her back. Wrapped the rope around the chains of her wrists and pulled up. Forcing her wrists up towards her shoulder blades before he secured the other end to the chocker at her neck. He made sure it was tight. He loved ropes tight on her and knew she both hated and love how he treated her.<br><br>He took her off the bench by her hair and brought her to kneel beside the prone bitch. His hand down the front of her dress slipping into her bra and lifting her breast out. Exposing for the right one then the left breast.&nbsp; He jerked her head back and took her mouth in his, covering hers and thrusting deep letting her know what he was going to do with her after she earned his cock.<br><br>His hand down the side of her body. He found the seam of her skirt and lifted it up. His hand wandering into her hot cunt. He expected her wet. He teased her for a minute before pulling away to slip something from his pocket.<br><br>Mordecai showed Madeline and the bitch the clover clamps. His mouth at Madeline's ear, "For your pussy lips sweet Madeline."<br><br>And that's where his hand went. First one then the other. No hesitation. No apology. He wanted Madeline so hot she couldn't think of anything but getting fucked.&nbsp; He secured the chain of those clamps to the ring on the floor so Madeline couldn't go any where until he decided she could move.&nbsp; It was to keep her from screw up what he was going to do with Emma.<br><br>Finally Mordecai pulled away from Madeline. He stepped to Emma's head and bent down.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll give you one more chance to beg for my cock. Beg me to fuck you," Mordecai said calmly and removed the gag from Emma's mouth.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 01:21:23</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Emma laid there watching the whole horrid scene unfold. This guy was fucking insane! The way he tied his sister, rendering her helpless, then popping her breasts out for Emma to see. He was an absolute nightmare. She had figured maybe he was dropped on his head as a child, maybe a fractured skull that never healed. <br><br>Then he did what she thought Sne would never see, touching his sister in a more sexual way that shepukd have never been done, and what the hell were those things? Clips, on her what? God he really was the devil in front of her. Once he was done with his sister, he turned his attentions back to Emma. <br><br>"No fucking way in hell," she spat out as the gag was removed. "Don't touch me you insane psycho! You two are sick and deserve each other, fucking let me go!" If Emma could have bit him, she would have, but there was no chance she was gonna beg for him to fuck her- never!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 18:11:23</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>The woman kneeling on the ground had never felt so totally hopeless.&nbsp; But there was no choice was there, if she refused he would stop feeding her and she was hungry.&nbsp; But what he was doing made her feel sick.&nbsp; She took the next morsel of food and chewed it.&nbsp; But when he said what he wanted her to do next she felt her insides freeze.&nbsp; There was no way she was doing that, hell would have to freeze over before she humped his fucking leg.<br><br>Madison looked at him, her eyes suddenly hard.&nbsp; “I am not going to do that” she told him, then she defied him either further and stood up.&nbsp; “I am not an animal, I am not a dog, or a bitch.&nbsp; I am a woman and I will NOT hump your leg, that is just sick and disgusting.” She told him defiantly, her voice hard.&nbsp; She was actually getting angry now and she suddenly swiped at him, knocking the bowl&nbsp; from his hands, “you fucking eat it” she snarled at him, her eyes blazing, she could only take so much.&nbsp; Fuck him, fuck the lot of them.<br><br>She even reached round and pulled the butt plug out, wincing as it came from her tight rear.&nbsp; “I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING BITCH” she told him, slapping out at him, her temper finally getting the better of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 18:12:04</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni was sobbing quietly after the beating, but she had taken it.&nbsp; Her body was on fire and she hurt all over, but she had accepted it.&nbsp; She wasn't sure how Frank felt about her.&nbsp; She didn't know what to make of him.&nbsp; She did know he enjoyed hurting her.&nbsp; And she was frightened of him.&nbsp; But he also ignited something in her, she wanted him in a dark way.&nbsp; A way she had never knew she had.&nbsp; It was as if he was revealing a darkness in her own soul.<br><br>She hissed in pain as his touched the welts his belt had left.&nbsp; He seemed to like her covered in the raised red marks.&nbsp; They stung so badly, they hurt, everyone sent a ripple of fire through her.&nbsp; He took her nipples into his mouth, one after the other.&nbsp; Sucking hard, biting, making her cry out in pain but at the same time a tingle ran through her and made her clit twitch.&nbsp; She had never experienced anything like this ever.&nbsp; She was confused by the way her body was reacting.&nbsp; It made no sense to her.&nbsp; Did she really like this treatment, being treated so meanly by a man she should loath but found herself growing more attracted too?&nbsp; Maybe she was loosing her mind!!<br><br>Nothing had prepared or what he did next.&nbsp; She gasped as she felt his tongue on her sex.&nbsp; She moaned as he went to work on her, licking, sucking, driving his tongue into her.&nbsp; The pain in her shoulders was mingling with the pleasure he was sending through her.&nbsp; She moaned loudly, her hips bucking as she felt her insides churn in sweet pleasure.&nbsp; She had never known a woman could feel like this.&nbsp; She had felt this way yesterday too, but it hadn't been so intense, so deliberate.<br><br>The waves of pleasure began to pulse through her, she could feel her insides trickling from her slick pussy, then he bit her clit and she exploded over him, the pain seemed to be the final push to make her cum.&nbsp; She screamed as she writhed against him, cumming hard and feeling swamped with the pain and pleasure mix, her body aching with a need that had began to bloom.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would soon crave the pain Frank gave her....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 19:00:43</strong>
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				<strong>Madeleine</strong><br><br>She watched as Emma came round and relished the fear in her eyes as the woman realised she was tied out, displayed for them to enjoy.&nbsp; She was about to touch her when suddenly Mordecai grabbed her arms, pulling them behind her,.&nbsp; Her heart leapt in her chest and she moaned as he subdued her in a way that made her insides throb and melt.&nbsp; She needed him to do this, she needed him to do so much to her.<br><br>How she wanted his thick, heavy dick fucking her.&nbsp; She knew he wouldn't be gentle, he would be rough, forceful and that was what she loved.&nbsp; She moaned as he pulled her to the bench, then found the choker and placed it round her neck.&nbsp; He continued to tie the rope around her cuffs and then back to the choker, she knew what he was doing, he was asserting his dominance over her, reminding her just who was in charge.&nbsp; She had a feeling he wasn't happy with her.&nbsp; She hadn't meant to bring so much trouble last time, this one wasn't anything special.<br><br>HE was making her pay she realised as he lead her to his prize.&nbsp; He exposed her breasts, making her nipples so hard .&nbsp; She moaned as he touched her, letting Emma see the way he was with her.&nbsp; She loved him hated him, needed him...<br><br>His kiss made her body explode with need, his fingers found her cunt and she moaned loudly, knowing he would make her wait.&nbsp; The clamps made her whimper in pain, then he was even worse and secured them to the floor, but that just made her hotter, wetter, needier.&nbsp; She wanted him so badly, but she knew he would make her wait.&nbsp; He was going to play with his new toy before he took her.<br><br>Then he returned to Emma and Madeleine felt her juices gush, he was going to make her scream and she loved that...she might cum form that alone, and then she would be in trouble.....that idea excited her, she wanted to hear the girl hurt, to watch her writhe.&nbsp; She wanted to witness her downfall to her brother......and she was going to enjoy every moment of it...<br><br>"Mordi..make her screamfor me my love, please" she begged him, pulling the clamps on her pussy lips, enjoying the zing of pain that went through her.&nbsp; "Hurt her for me my lover" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>15-12-2010, 00:54:39</strong>
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				Mordecai took out a razor knife from his pocket. His other hand cupped Emma's breast long enough to grabbed the material and pull it and her flesh upwards. He opened the knife so she could see and cut a circle exposing the dark flesh of her nipple.<br><br>"My, but you're tit is perked," Mordecai remarked with a hint of evil. "Let's see about the other one."<br><br>His hand moved. He cut the material and bra in a circle to expose that dark flesh of her other tit also. He dropped the fabric on her blouse and pinched and rolled her nipples between his thumb and fingers. His voice husky as he noticed he nicked her slightly on both. He was sure Madeline noticed and knew she'd be a hot fuck later.<br><br>"Since you're not interested in fucking me then for the purpose of the experiment let me introduce you to Ben." with that Mordecai stood and walked swiftly over to a bench. <br><br>His back to them both he moved things before turning around to face them. He was expressionless as he walked slowly to the splayed Emma with a white mouse in a long wire tube and two safety pens stuck to his right lapel.<br><br>Mordecai stepped between the girl's open legs wondering if she could guess what he was about to do.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ben hates fire. Flees. If I even snapped a cigarette lighter at one end of this tube he would be trying to escape out the other. Strangely enough the tube could be inserted almost anywhere." Mordecai said and waited for their reaction. <br><br>He loved this part almost as much as actually doing it. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-12-2010, 01:10:21</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She nearly pitched a fit when she saw the knife drawn in front of her. Shit was he going to kill her? This guy was terrifying to say the least. He should have been committed into a psych ward and locked up for good. She heard her top tear away agains the knife, she even gasped as the tip nicked her four times. Once the first nipple was exposed, it stood almost at attention for him, the effect of the air on her skin only.<br><br>Then the second one cut away. This time three nicks on her tender flesh. He pinched and rolled them and Emma hissed at him, "Get your hands off me! I am not a piece of meat!" Then he spoke of Ben? Who the he'll was Ben? She saw him turn with a metal tube with a mouse. What the? He stood there explaining that the mouse was afraid of fire, and would scurry away from it at all costs. <br><br>No be wouldn't - he couldn't? A live mouse? That was just sick! That was beyond all human thinking at this point. She had to change tactics, she had to beg, no way would she allow him to put that mouse anywhere on or in her! "Please don't please that's wrong, please get the mouse away from me. Fuck me I beg you, anything but a live animal, Please!" Emma pulled against the restraints, she prayed to god he would put that mouse away and just fuck her and get it over with. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gav</strong> on <strong>15-12-2010, 15:43:08</strong>
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				The Reverend kept a calm expression on his face as she seemed to reach some sort of a limit.&nbsp; It was understandable to a certain extent -- she hadn't been trained yet, she was still burdened with all the expectations and understandings of her old life, of being a normal human being. It would take time for her to learn to be a proper pet Princess.&nbsp; Her rebellion was understandable.&nbsp; But it was not tolerable.<br><br>He raised a menacing eyebrow as she stupidly knocked her food from the bowl and onto the floor, apparently not that hungry after all.&nbsp; He rose slowly, looming over her as she pulled out her tail, enoying the wincing look on her face, but not letting her see the amusement in his eyes.&nbsp; She screamed at him, losing control, that she was not his fucking bitch. He smiled as her hand lashed out at him, and his hand came up automatically and caught her by the wrist, a motion so practiced it was clear he'd stopped more than a few scared or angry opponents from reaching him.<br><br>He held her wrist tight in his grip, squeezing hard, letting it hurt, and bending his hand so there was downward pressure, letting her feel the slowly growing possibility her wrist might snap in his grip if she didn't lower herself. His voice was low, intense and threatening, but totally controlled.&nbsp; "You are my bitch, Princess.&nbsp; That is all you are now. My bitch. Clearly you need a lot more training to truly understand and accept what you've become, but don't worry sweet Princess, you'll get all the training you need, and more."<br><br>He slapped her across the face as he spoke, again, then again, overpowering her with his words and his hand. Then he backhanded her hard enough to knock her to a sprawl on the floor.&nbsp; "Apparently you weren't really hungry, Princess, or you prefer licking your meals from the floor. So we'll wait until tomorrow to give you another bowl of food, and that will only be half rations so we don't waste anything on an ungrateful bitch." <br><br>He stepped foreward and reached down, twisting his fist in her hair and pulling her head up to knee height, forcing her onto her knees and dragging her back to the cage.&nbsp; Then he pulled her inside the cage, still on hands and knees, and pulled a metal fastening ring from his pocket, and slipped it through her collar. He pulled her lower, until her face was down at the floor, and he attached the other end of the ring to the lowest horizontal metal span of the cage, fastening her in that low position.&nbsp; "Stay." He chuckled, having overstated the obvious, but she needed to be reminded now, constantly, of her position, to be treated like a disobedient pet, until she learned.<br><br>He stepped back and picked up her tail by the strands and tossed it back to land right in front of her face, on the other side of the bars.&nbsp; "Put your tail back in Princess."&nbsp; He watched her, and then stepped over to a cupboard and pulled out a slender flexible rod, bent it and tested it as he walked back.&nbsp; Work your fingers through the bars, and pull your tail through and then get it back where it belongs, up your delightfully tight little ass, my disobedient Princess."&nbsp; He waited. "No?&nbsp; We've got time."&nbsp; <br><br>He stepped to the entrance of the cage, right beside her where her collar was fastened to the bars at the floor, looking down on her. He gave a quick whistling slash of the stick across her firm bottom, raising an eyebrow in appreciation of her shape, and making a note to get her some exercise in the yard later.&nbsp; He'd want to keep her a firm and trim and deliciously sexy pet. He raised the rod again, giving her a few seconds to consider.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 06:43:21</strong>
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				Mordecai's brows knit into wrinkles of disappointment and sympathy. He kept the cage where she could see it as Ben was already making little jail break sounds and trying to climb up the cage.<br><br>"Oh, but it's too late," He told Emma. "I warned you it was my last offer just before you refused. Sorry. Being fair and all."<br><br>He made a clicking sound with his mouth and shook his head as he thought. <br><br>"But some people and mice...," Mordecai remarked. "I understand."<br><br>Mordecai brightened, "So tell you what. I'm a decent fellow. I'll even let you decide." <br><br>"But&nbsp; this is my ONLY offer between these two." Mordecai warned Emma. "Play with Ben or I'll pierce your tits with safety pins."<br><br>"What'll it be?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 07:15:46</strong>
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				Frank eagerly lapped up the flowing nectar from Toni's pussy. His tongue flicked out and attacked her clit until she hung limply from her arms. Stepping back from his toy, he picked up his belt and lovingly drew the leather along her torso. How he longed to lash her breasts but they weren't even fully healed yet. Any abuse to those mounds would ruin the wonderful artwork he had painstakingly wrought. No, give the designs a couple weeks to heal and then he would have fun with them.<br><br>He lowered the girl until she was a crumpled heap on the floor. The spreader bar remained attached as he lifted her up and placed her over her shoulders like a bag of flour. Whistling a happy tune, he sauntered back to the interrogation room. The sawhorse received its rider again as Frank placed Toni on it once more. This time, her back ran the length of the beam. Her pussy rested on the very edge as her legs hung down. A short chain ensured that she couldn't move her legs at all. Another chain secured her arms. Duct tape snaked its way around her torso, starting at the base of her breasts and looped around until it touched her hips. The silver vest looked very fetching on her and emphasized his artwork. Standing at her feet, he smiled at her. The belt snaked out and struck her displayed pussy squarely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 07:42:13</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Decent fellow? Was he joking? He wanted her to beg to have him fuck her, now he wants her to play with a mouse? Or have her nipples pierced by what? Safety pins? He is crazy. How could someone offer that and think it's fair? <br><br>Her mind raced, mouse or pins? God there was no good choice, either have a mouse scamper about on her or endure tremendous pain. Emma swallowed hard. How could she make her choose between two terrible fates? What if the mouse got in- god no she couldn't&nbsp; think of that. <br><br>"The mouse," she whispered scared as hell to see just what he would do with that damn mouse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 11:51:30</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg4009966#msg4009966">Quote from: lovelygirl on 13-12-2010, 20:50:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br><strong>Cassie</strong><br><br>Cassie took the water from him nice and slow, he made sure she didn't cough and choke on it, as her lips lingered on his. She listened with an open heart as to why he called her Suzy Q. It made total sense, if he named her, laid claim to her, she would be safer. What man would want to touch another mans woman? Plus he felt closer to her, just want she wanted, his caring and his protection from the bad men. "Ok Jonesy, then Suzy Q it is. I want you to keep me safe, that Frank is something awful, and your boss, he frightens me so much. Anything for you to keep me safe from them."<br><br>She opened herself up with that last sentence, <em>anything</em>. Cassie felt for him, wanted to be with him, the rest were so mean and heartless, but he, he was a kind a giving soul to her. At least that's what she thought. She never even knew her feeble mind was being twisted to his will, she saw it all in the name of protection and devotion. When she got back to the hen house she would tell the girls to call her by her new name, just to be protected from the others. She didn't care if Maddy and Toni objected, it was allfor Jonesy's protection, that was all that mattered now.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>“I’m so glad you understand Suzy. We’d try to take care of each other, right? Because I’ve been a little lonely on the farm…and I could use someone like you, who can appreciate how hard it is to live with the kind of guys I’m with.” His hands began to trace along her stomach and work their way up to her chest “it can get a little lonely, and I can really use someone as pretty and warm as you are Suzy”. His cock hardened enough to bulge the jeans against her, but it wasn’t full yet. For that he’d need a little help.<br><br>He leaned her slightly to the side to kiss her neck and whispered “I need you so much, Suzy Q…can’t you feel how much?” he asked as he led her hand to his bulge. She seemed like such a good and proper girl, and it excited him all the more as he wondered if any dick ever touched her lips at all. He’d continue to spread through her mind and nudge it ever so closer to the edge, before he pushed her over. By the time he was done with her, she’d have thought it was her idea to jump…then he’d get to see who she really was.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 13:21:40</strong>
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				<strong>Cassie</strong><br><br>Yes it all made sense, of course he was lonely, surrounded by those awful men. He had to endure those commands and instructions from his boss. Then the other ones, well they were just brutal. But Jonesy, well he was the only one with a decent bone in his body. He must have felt like the outcast, tue softy amongst them. Yeah must have been real difficult to be made to kidnap innocent women and bring them here. It must be tearing at his very soul. <br><br>Cassie put a hand to his cheek. "I understand, you protect me, and I take care of you. My poor Jonesy, all alone here. I'm here now, your little Suzy is here for you." She was so far gone, she actual was starting to think this was the way it was supposed to be. That he cared, maybe even loved her enough to share how sad and lonely he was. He needed her so much, someone to keep close, to adore and care for him. She was that girl, she wanted to be that girl. <br><br>Now Cassie was a virgin so she had no knowledge of anything sexual. No clue at all. Yet, when he traced his finger from her stomach to her chest, she got this flutter in the pit of her stomach. He was stirring something up in her, she didn't know what it was, she just knew it felt good to be touched this way. He was so caring, so soft, not like the others at all. <br><br>When he leaned in to her ear and whispered, she shivered, he was so close, and he needed her. Her hand was placed on his cock and she shied away a little, reluctant to touch him. She was an angel, untouched, she didn't know how to do such things. But be needed her, yes he needed her. "Yes Jonesy, I feel how much." her hand rested there for a moment. She had excited him, aroused him, she was unsure what to do with all of this. She was still a lamb that needed to be led to the slaughter, she wasn't ready to jump into the fire yet. <br><br>But she felt that flutter again, what was it? Why did she feel like this? She was confused and unsure and still needed his guidance, a little more pushing to finally send her sailing over the edge to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 18:31:27</strong>
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				Mordecai ~ Experimenting with Madeline and Emma<br><br>The mouse. Ben. The long wire mesh cage a little larger than two paper towel tubes duct taped end to end. The mouse was what the chained bitch wanted. It was hard but Mordecai concealed his delight. No one had ever picked the mouse. <br><br>"Ben," Mordecai said and he bent slightly to Madeline giving her nipple clamp chain a decent tug before moving.<br><br>He stepped between Emma's legs again. No reason to speak further. He placed the cage along one leg. Dismissing it for now. His hands running along her inner thighs. Slowly brushing fingers against her flesh.<br><br>Mordecai didn't care what she said now. She had said the one thing he listened to and now it was all pleasure. Technically hers. Definitely Madeline's and probably his. He watched her knowing it would get him hotter.<br><br>His fingers found her sex. Roughing her cunt lips. Pinching and teasing. Getting her ready for what he had in mind. When he thought she was swelling nicely he spread her lips apart. Two fingers. Madeline said she had sex before, so two fingers at first. <br><br>Mordecai pushed those two fingers in her to the first digit slowly. Stirred inside her. Pressed his thumb to her clit. He wanted her throwing her hips around as best she could. He liked them that way. Saying no and lifting. It was part of the turn on. Only part. <br><br>After giving her enough to get her damp he moved in deeper. Carefully. Caressing and teasing her clit as he began to fuck her with two fingers. He bent to her belly. Kissed her. Letting her enjoy his touch. Showing her what she missed.<br><br>His two fingers entered her then stirred and twisted before pressing outward as he pulled out.&nbsp; Over and over. <br><br>Mordecai glanced at Madeline from time to time. Enjoying her heat and his denial of her orgasm.&nbsp; <br><br>But his focus always return to his new trainee. Her cunt. Her arousal. Her use. Three fingers stroked into her. He was going to fist her to his knuckles. Slowly keep giving her more of his hand until she was taking him to his knuckles and moaning as he watched.&nbsp; Oh and he was watching between kisses and nips he placed on her breasts.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 19:16:53</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Emma trembled in fear as he stepped closer to her. She felt the metal of the cage next to her leg. Please god he wouldn't no, not here, he wasn't that sick was he? Then she felt his fingers brush her, trailing up further to her soft sex. Emma was nervous and sick, scared out of her wits at what he would do to her. <br><br>She felt his fingers pinch her, and she winced. Pain, dull, but yet pain. Before she could think, she felt two fingers enter her soft walls. Emma bit her lip, shit he as going to tease her, try to get her off. But something was different, there was an odd calmness as he did this. Why? Was he fucking with her mind as well as her body? She tried to keep a clear mind, but he knew how to play a woman, all the right places to hit. All the right ways to move his hands.<br><br>He kissed her bell y and she sighed, shit, why was he doing this? Should she have begged for that fucking now? It was all too late. Her mind was swimming, swimming in conflict. She wanted him to stop, but he was making her feel good. Emma pulled against the restraints as her pussy got wetter and wetter with each stroke. Her hips rose to meet his thrusts, just like he knew she would. She was a puppet on a string, well chain for him. <br><br>Her moans began to fill the room, it was too much for her to not give in. He stayed calm as she panted harder. Three fingers. Emma bucked against the chains once more, "Oh God, " she panted. She didn't want to but she felt it, the pressure rising in her body. She didn't want to beg him, he was still evil and would probably thrive off it. Emma had forgotten all about the evil bitch next to her as she writhed against his fingers. <br><br>She was getting close, and she closed her eyes as his mouth focused on her breasts. Her nipples were hard as little pebbles now under his ministrations. Her body tensed as his hand went deep, filling her hot walls. Christ her body wanted this even if her mind didn't. It was all wrong to give herself up like this, she knew it, but she couldn't stop, not now. Now she needed release, and she needed it more than ever.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 01:31:30</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Experimenting with Madeline and Emma</strong><br><br>Leaping up to take as much of his fingers and hand as he would give her. She was a great slut.&nbsp; Once she was hot there was no stopping her. Mordecai had to admit that Madeline picked the perfect toy. He'd come back to those tits after he helped Ben out.<br><br>He reached into his back pocket for the funnel while he was still fucking Emma with his hand. It took a moment but Mordecai had been practicing slipping on the funnel at one end of the long wire cage one handed, like the nurse that swaps vials as she's taking blood.<br><br>Mordecai adjusted. Put a dash of cheese send in his fingers as he enter her again. Waited until Emma was on the down swing and shoved the narrower padded end of the funnel where his hand had been. Deep. He took his other hand and pressed her pelvic arch down as he shoved more of the funnel into her cunt. <br><br>Ben was nervous now that the funnel was in Emma's cunt. Mordecai opened that end and Ben moved to the opposite.&nbsp; Mordecai patted Emma's pelvic mound roughly as he strapped her hips down tight to the floor then turned his attention back to Ben.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ben needs a little encouragement," Mordecai reported to solution to the dilemma to Madeline and Emma.<br><br>"You're gonna love this Madeline," Mordecai said moving to the other end of the cage and reaching into his pocket. <br><br>He gave Emma a thoughtful look, "You're gonna cum alright. You're gonna cum like you've never cum before."<br><br>Then he produced the lighter and flick the lid open at the far end of the wire cage. That's all Ben needed to hear. Ben leaped into that funnel like he'd been shot from a cannon.<br><br>It was like a cat in a paper sack. The tunnel was padded and gave but strong enough to hold for a while. Ben couldn't dig out right away. Mordecai closed the cage door and watched. <br><br>The smell of cheese. The tight cramping space that collapsed around him. One thing on that mouse mind. Escape. Race the length of that hole as fast as he could to find a way out. Every movement would push that bitch galloping into her orgasm while Mordecai watched. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 08:10:42</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>The bastard had Emma completely under his control. She wasn't fighting him, She was fighting her own desire for him. She wasn't paying attention as he began to set her up for his little "experiment".&nbsp; Emma had no idea he was readying her body and the mouse. <br><br>She just bucked against his hand, he was making her pant and moan as he set the cheese in place and the funnel. Emma felt a certain pressure as the funnel was inserted, yet she could not see exactly what he was doing. <em>Ben needs encouragement,</em> Emma snapped out of her stupor real fast. Shit what was inside her? What was tha pressure? <br><br>She looked up at him in terror- no he wouldn't no, how warped was he? Only an insane person would think up such things. Emma pulled against the chains, furiously trying to get free. "No, please, god no!" Emma heard the click of the lighter and she screamed. Emma felt something enter her body and her eyes flashed to him. How coukdnhe do this to another human being? "Get it out! Get it out of me!" <br><br>Emma pulled so hard against the restraints, her wrists and ankles were rubbing and turning pink. She cried this was a nightmare, no this was hell. She had arrived in hell, pure and simple. "Please, please, just get it out, I'm begging you!" she shouted As she felt the tiny fury think scamper about inside of her. She no longer though of pleasure, but how sick and repulsive this whole ordeal was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 18:28:16</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Experimenting with Emma as Madeline watches</strong><br><br>Mordecai cocked his head from side to side as he watched. Oh yes, her response was exquisite. But something was lacking. It was her turn to need a little encouragement.<br><br>"Oh my dear, you CHOSE the mouse," Mordecai reminded her. "I'm only giving you what you want. I can't possibly disappoint you." <br><br>He moved to her other side opposite Madeline. His expression on of pure customer service. He aimed to please. His hand caressing her breasts once again as he bent slowly down to her pelvic mound. <br><br>"But I can help you," Mordecai added. <br><br>He opened his mouth to cover her cliff. His tongue probing her clit. She tasted sweet and juicy. He envied the mouse but set about his task. His tongue brushing over her clit. Lathering her nub as he pinched and squeezed her breasts to hit every hot spot on her body.<br><br>Mordecai wanted her to cum from a mouse. She needed dread and humiliation. Something a beating with a whip couldn't do. He wanted the very sight of the wire cage to have her screaming to do anything he wanted. Anything else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 18:53:26</strong>
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				<strong>Emma- completely freaked out</strong><br><br>She had chosen the mouse, but she never actually expected he would do what he did. She figured he would release it in her bell or something that she would have to come to face with it, but never THIS. She felt the little rodent inside her, scurrying around, why the hell hadn't it come out yet? She felt the tickles of fur and the pinpricks of it's claws as it moved about her walls. Her body reacting to the foreign matter in a way she never expected, she was getting wet, real wet from the feeling.<br><br>She was so confused, it was sick and disgusting, yet, it felt oddly arousing. Once Mordecai went down on her, Emma screamed so loud it filled the room and echoed off the walls. "Please, I'm begging, get it out, god, please, mercy." His mouth coupled with the mouse, drove her to insanity. She ripped at the chains, pulling hard, trying so desperately to get loose. Hands on her, pinching and pulling. A hot mouth on her licking her to make her give in. And that damn mouse crawling in her, making her body build to a climax she should never have. <br><br>Emma's cheeks were red as a fire engine. She was so humiliated, so distraught, her world was spiraling out of control. The whiskers ticked her spot and Emma came, came like the River Nile, her honey spilling forth from her body, expelling the mouse under Mordecai's chin. Ir was over, done. Emma wanted to die, to kill herself right there and then. She closed her eyes too ashamed to look at either of them, tears streaming from her eyes. She didn't say a word, she just wanted to curl up and die from what that evil swine had done to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 22:29:54</strong>
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				Mordecai rode Emma until she was seizing randomly against his mouth. His hand closed the cage door on Ben. He was at the far end again shaking to dry himself like he'd had a bath. No decent female mouse was gonna touch him for a week with the estrogen in that dip he took. <br><br>It amused Mordecai to watch but his business was really with the new slave. He moved to her ear and whispered quietly.<br><br>"You were fucked by a mouse." Mordecai remarked. "But the worst part. The really despicable part was you liked it. You liked that mouse fucking your cunt. You came so hard maybe I should call you Minnie!! You little mouse fucker."<br><br>He kissed her neck as his fingers teased her clit. "I'm gonna move your lover, he needs to dry out." Mordecai told her and did just that.<br><br>He moved from her neck. His hands and attention between her legs. The cage and funnel slowly pulled away.&nbsp; He watched as the funnel withdrew from her tunnel inch by inch. <br><br>He stood with the cage in his hands. Reluctantly. He moved to the bench only to return with a bottle with an L shaped tube. He knelt between her legs and spread her sex lips so he had a good view of her slit. Inserting the tube inside her without a word. He pumped up the bulb so it wouldn't come out then released the ketch on the bottle of topical antiseptic.<br><br>"I want your little cunt clean when I decide to fuck you." Mordecai told Emma as his thumb stroked her clit. <br><br>He turned to his sister. "Madeline, If you want me to use you then you have to do something first."<br><br>Mordecai glanced over at the locker along the wall. It was time for that now. Time to allow this slut to really humiliated and alone. <br><br>He gave Emma a pat on her belly, "I'll be right back."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 22:51:01</strong>
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				<strong>Emma humiliated and ashamed</strong><br><br>His words cut her deep, it wasn't bad enough what he had just done to her- he had to rub it in, make her feel that much worse about it. She didn't like it, she really didn't it was the stimulation, that's all. There was not real pleasure, not from the mouse, no it wasn't true. Emma struggled to rationalize it, prove to herself he was wrong, that he was screwing with her mind now. <br><br>She felt the funnel withdraw from her, god she was glad that was over with, that she no longer had to deal with a mouse, and actual - god, no that really didn't happen. It really didn't. She then felt something else slip inside her. No, no, now what? Soon her insides burned, burned and seared from the antiseptic. Fuck this was a human torture chamber. Emma nearly thrashed to the point she tore the skin on her wrists. He spoke to his sister then patted her on the stomach. She had heard the words that he would fuck her too, but she could not bear that, not now, not after all of this. Now Emma laid in fear of what other horrid torture he would put her through. She wanted to die, right then and there, just curl up and die. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 01:05:30</strong>
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				On the move again. The empty bottle lay on her belly still connect to Emma by the tube inside her cunt as Mordecai rose to his feet. He went to that locker. His back to them both as he looked at the equipment deciding exactly which one. Something a little medieval. <br><br>Mordecai removed the iron mask and a chastity belt from the shelf before closing the door to the locker. A few brisk strides and he was kneeling at Emma's head. Looking down at her as he set the chastity belt to one side. But the mask he took apart. <br><br>It came off in two pieces. Front and back. He set the front to one side as he grabbed her hair to lift her head up. He placed the back of the mask on the floor then set her head back down. It was a perfect fit.<br><br>Mordecai pushed her head back with a hand to her forehead. Setting her in the back of the helmet. He strapped her head in place by tightening the strap across her forehead. He clipped the chain attached to the back of the mask to the ring on the floor.<br><br>The front part of the mask was now ready to put in place. Her head was held down by the ring on the back of the helmet. He pushed her hair neatly on either side of her face. Then he reached for the front part. He rotated it and brought to cover her face.<br><br>There were two eyes holes. Two small holes to breath thru her nose. A small hole for her mouth. <br><br>"No one can hear you scream," Mordecai told her. "No can understand what you are saying."<br><br>"I'm going to cut your clothes from your body. Chain you the way I wish you chained and place you in chastity. Then into an isolation cell. Only I can get you out. Only I can feed you. You are mine. The sooner you understand that I own you and will do whatever I want to you the sooner you will have more freedom."<br><br>Mordecai was practically panting with an arousal that had his balls aching. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to do so many many bad things to her as he fucked her. While he beat and tortured her or just because he could. But he used his steel control to keep all that desire to a dull roar.<br><br>"Anything you want to say before I snuggle you into your prison?" Mordecai offered magnanimously.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 02:24:58</strong>
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				<strong>Emma, chained and defeated</strong><br><br>Emma watched as he returned with what could only be described as something that should have been on display in a museum about torture devices. He held a mask and some odd round metal band with a lock. I coukdn't be? No, who would still make them? <br><br>She looked at him with sad eyes, little fire and fight still there, but not for now, not after what be had made her do. She watched as he undid the mask, lifted her head and placed the back part under her head. It was cold and uncomfortable. She did not know what to make of all this, why he would put a person through all of this. Heartless, cold, Emma feared him like she would a demon in a fairy tale. The strap stap round her, keeping her head in place, the mask chained to the floor to immobilize her. <br><br>She stayed silent the whole time, shock and terror gripping her. She felt like her mind would snap and bend at any moment. The dark, hard front of the mask covered her beautiful face. Emma felt trapped, like she was entombed. All because she took a ride from a stranger. Who knew that ride would be to hell. She barely listened to his words of ownership, trying not to hyperventilate in the mask. Emma closed her eyes as he asked her if she had anything to say. She couldn't words had left her, amd Emma was his prisoner, now and for the rest of her life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 04:35:23</strong>
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				He could see her frightened eyes as he press the front face piece into place. He snapped the sides to lock it together.<br><br>"Once I teach you some manners and you act civilly the mask comes off," He informed her. <br><br>Mordecai was after abject obedience. He would settle for nothing less. Whatever he told her to do she would do when he was finished training her. Anything rather than face the possibility of his wrath. She would learn never to intentionally defy him. <br><br>It was a lesson that Madeline would learn. But not right now. He needed her for his special project. He expected her to do the job right the first time and trusted that she would.<br><br>This slave would learn that too. First she must be stripped of any sense of freedom and will. Even if a cage door was open she would sit quietly until he came for her. That is how he wanted her. That is how he would train her to be.<br><br>Mordecai bent down and kissed the forehead of Emma's mask then moved from her head. The chastity belt in his hand. He went between her legs where the tube was still inserted.&nbsp; <br><br>He released the bulb that held it in place. Moved the bottle to the floor and let the antiseptic drain from her slit. Then he removed the tube and set it all to one side.<br><br>His hand under hips. He raised her up enough to get that chastity belt on her. Secured it around her hips and lock it in place. Next was her feet. He brought one of the chains that held her open and used it to connect both ankle manacles. She had 18 inches of heavy chain between her ankles. A shuffling gate. If she performed well she's get more length. <br><br>Everything was a reward. She was starting at ground zero. <br><br>Mordecai bent over her mask so she could see him as he spoke. <br><br>"I'm gonna release you from the rings. I'll get you up standing. When I tell you start walking with short steps. Your going to the Hen House. There's an isolation room there. It's where I'm gonna keep you until your good and house broken."<br><br>He'd strip her in isolation. He'd do other things to her there. But first he'd strip her. He released her chains on the rings.<br><br>Mordecai turned to Madeline then. "Stay put. I'm going to release you but you stay put until my property and I are clear of this room. Then you got to the Main house. In the office. The safe. Notes and the laptop. Solve the problem. That's what I brought you here for. When you have I'll take care of you like always."<br><br>With that he turned back to Madeline. His focus was Emma now. <br><br>"Ready," His hand gripping her shoulders his hands on the chains still as he brought her to a sitting position. <br><br>"Gather your legs under you and stand," Mordecai said stepping behind her to support her. The chain of her wrist in one hand now.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 19:11:00</strong>
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				<strong>Emma - masked and scared</strong><br><br>She heard the mask click into place, and she knew she was done. Lost forever to the outside world around her. <br><br><em>"Once I teach you some manners and you act civilly the mask comes off,"</em> she almost chuckled to herself as he said that, the irony of it all. He didn't have a single civil bone in his body. Monsters never did. She would find a way out, she knew she would, but for now, she kept quiet, lulling him into believing she was going along with what he wanted.&nbsp; Yes she would get out of her right as he was on the cusp of thinking she was his, then Emma would make a break from him and this place. She shivered as he kissed the mask - psycho.<br><br>She felt the pressure decrease as the liquid drained from her body. She almost sighed in relief, but would not grant him the satisfaction of hearing that. Soon she was lifted and cold metal surrounded her waist and her sex, it was heavy, just like the mask was. Soon she heard a *click* and it was locked in place. Emma could not even believe some one of this day and age would possess something like this. But then again Mordecai wasn't just "someone".<br><br>As he secured her ankles to one another, flashes of slaves, and prisoners went through her mind. That's what she was, his prisoner, and soon would be his slave. She would fight it all the way if she could. He was bringing her to another building, a Hen House? She was going to be in a building with chickens? What was it with this guy and animals. Emma shuddered and worried just what was in that building. Isolation room, alone, no one to talk to, only her thoughts. She was frightened, but something in her said not to give up, that she could get through this and survive. <br><br>With a brief respite for him to command his sister, Emma exhaled deeply, trying to make sense of it all. Her body was pushed into a sitting position and told to stand. She curled her legs under her, limited by the chains, she pushed herself up as best she could, faltering a little until she was fully standing. Once she was up, she looked back at the bitch who had brought her here, <em>I hate you, </em> she thought, <em>and I will kill you if I ever get my hands on you.</em> Emma would make her pay for bringing her to and trapping her in hell. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 00:25:13</strong>
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				Mordecai ~ Emma and Madeline <br>Mordecai jerked Emma's wrist behind her with the chains. He clipped her wrists together.&nbsp; <br><br>Rope from his pocket circled her flesh just above one elbow. Tight. His hand on her other arm. He pulled her elbows back as close as he could get them to each other. Then tied the rope securely to her second arm same as the first. <br><br>Mordecai looked around. His cool hand on her warm breast. He rubbed his fingers across her nipples. Noticing the change in her posture. The rope forcing her shoulders back, making her arch out for him. Her breast lifted. <br><br>Mordecai would strip those clothes off her once he got her in that isolation container. She was on video for him alone in there. He'd have a good look at those tits, her breasts. See if she was worth using to lactate. He liked sucking warm milk for breakfast. <br><br>So far he liked what he could see. He like that she enjoyed his fist. She'd be taking lots of big things in that cunt. He'd have her begging for him. He'd break her for his use piece by piece. <br><br>The two chains in his hand went to the collar around her neck. One to the front ring and one to the back. The one on the back he draped between her wrists and her ass. His hand between her legs as he snagged it and brought the chain tight into her ass crack and cunt. <br><br>Mordecai tugged it roughly so it bit into her soft pussy lips and grazed her clit. She'd be thankful he stripped her. It would keep the chain from biting into her flesh. Everything was a trade off. Everything had a price. <br><br>Mordecai came around to her front with the lead chain in his hand. He gave it a tug.<br><br>"Say good bye to Madeline and come along," Mordecai directed, "We're off to your new home."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 03:04:26</strong>
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				<strong>Emma being led away into the darkness</strong><br><br>Her wrists hurt behind her, pain surged through her arms. Yet there was more pain to come. Rope around one arm, tight chafing, each stand of the coarse rope rubbing her soft flesh. Then a tug, arms pulled in a position not humanly possible oth their own. Tied to the other, more pain, much more pain. <br><br>Under the mask Emma held back the screams of sheer pain she felt like this. Her chest was now on prominent display for him, his own trophy to touch and stroke with ease. His had was gentle on her, a contradiction of everything else he was doing to her. She had no idea the future horrors she would face with him, this was only the tip of the iceberg, and the Titanic was heading right for her. <br><br>Soon she felt chains, one in the back that made her body jolt as it hit her spine, one in the front. She looked like Marley's ghost with so many chains attached to her. Soon the one in the back was pulled tight against her body. Christ this guy was into getting his jollies from pain. She winced as he pulled it so she felt scraping of the chain against her most tender spots. <br><br>With a tug, it was time for her to go- say good bye- yeah right, only if the bitch was six feet under right now. Emma walked, no lumbered slowly behind him, the clinking of chains marking her every&nbsp; step.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 03:56:28</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Walking Emma to her new home</strong><br><br>The swishing of chain behind him. Paced. Tinkling. The Maiden in the Iron Mask came forth at the end of his leash. She came in despair and hate flushed with humiliation as he walked her in broad daylight past several buildings. Past the kennels now empty. The dogs out on patrols. He walked her past the stables with the different arrangement of saddles she would learn about at the proper time of his own choosing. Past the servants who looked. Watched. Saw and went back to their duties. <br><br>She did not know it but the servants too had once been in his chains. Chains that held her physically until the invisible chains that held the others also held her. He would bring her into his world. Depraved. Dark. Merciless. With no escape. <br><br>Mordecai pressed his thumb on the lock that opened the door to the Hen House.&nbsp; It was there he brought her into. The door closed and locked behind them. Ahead the wide hallway T. <br><br>A woman's voice cried out. Mordecai turned in that direction. The direction of the interview, and torture room.&nbsp; Across the wide hallway was the home of his new acquisition. His property. Her new home was Isolation room #4 at the end of the hallway. <br><br>Mordecai palmed the lock before grabbing the handle and turning. He liked the way the isolation latch turned. The sound it made like the cog wheels on a safe or the hatch of a submarine. It had taken him months to perfect that sound. <br><br>Everything was for heightened effect. Everything prepared specifically for her. He demanded that she be broken but not destroyed. <br><br>He wanted her terrified every day for the rest of her life but not all day. Only parts of it. Randomly. Other parts of the day he wanted her ecstatic. Laughing happily. Feeling loved and cared for because it made the terror so much richer. So much more intimate. So much more unnerving. <br><br>It began here in this 4 by 6 chamber. Where only certain sounds seeped in at certain times. Where only he watched her every move. Where light could not leak in. Where the temperature never changed. Where the sound of the hideous chamber opening was terrifyingly welcome because it meant human contact of the worst kind. <br><br>The only contact she would be allowed for now. Until she responded to training. His training. His use.<br>&nbsp;<br>It was number 4 that he brought her. The door stood open as he stepped inside leading her after him. He gave the five foot chain a tug to draw her in. The door would remain open until he left. His hand would close it just as his hand would open it. <br><br>Mordecai would feed and care for her. And for her time would stand still between those times. He turned to bring her further into the cell. It was time to secure her leash to the ring on the floor and strip her.&nbsp; Everything as he promised. Everything to the last detail.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 04:18:56</strong>
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				<strong>Emma - the long walk</strong><br><br>She followed slowly behind him, the chains making her body heavier. Little steps, the chain only slowed for smaller steps than she was used to. Her long strides reduced to baby steps now. Cumbersome, lagging, slow. <br><br>Emma was paraded through this place. First she saw cages, perfect size for dogs, but they were empty. Escape would be difficult if a dog were turned loose. Difficult but not impossible. Small steps, baby steps. <br><br>Next a stable. She heard the whinnie of horses inside, but did not see them, only saddles that were not like anything she had seen before. Modifications to the seat on a few, modifications to the underside on others. She shuddered to think what those were used for. After what she went through, nothing would surprise her in this place. Slow baby steps, unable to go faster.<br><br>Emma turned away as others watched her walk. She was ashamed for others to see her like this. For once she was happy the mask covered her face. They would be unable to make out just who is newest victim was.&nbsp; Chains clinking, baby steps, nothing more. <br><br>Soon they stopped at a building, not very large, but she assumed this is where she would be in the dreaded isolation. The door unlocked and he led her in. Baby steps, easy pace, learning now how to go slow. Emma followed him down the hall. Dark, a definite evil lurked here. <br><br>Emma turned also as she heard the scream. Others here, she wasn't the only one being held captive. What were they doing to that poor girl? Would it happen to her? Baby steps, nearing her home. Emma heard the lock turn and click open. She peered inside. Black as night. No light. She trembled in fear, how would she escape this? Jer chances diminished as she saw where she would actually be. <br><br>She stepped inside after him, quiet the entire time, thinking, planning. Trying to decide how to flee her prison. She saw a single metal ring on the floor, nothing else. Emma had no idea she would be secured to that spot with little room to move. She looked at him from behind the mask amd saw the devil, the one that would eventually claim her soul no matter how she wanted to fight it. She would lay at his feet eventually, happy to do so, pleasing him, her future master in any way he wanted. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 05:28:52</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ With Emma Isolation # 4</strong><br><br>Mordecai stepped behind Emma. The leash chain in his hand as he held both of her arms. <br><br>"Kneel," He told her as he nudging the back of her knees and guided her to the floor. <br><br>Mordecai was careful with her. Some might describe him as gentle. What ever the description he wasn't vicious as she knelt with her back to him. He removed the chain that went between her legs and dropped it to one side. He removed the chastity belt between her legs but did not take it from around her hips. <br><br>She still wore the shackles on her ankles and of course her arms and wrists were displayed for his pleasure. The iron mask would not come off until he chose some time later. Perhaps much later. Her collar would never come off. He might change it out as she progressed but it was now a permanent symbol of her slavery. <br><br>Mordecai pulled her backwards to lean against his legs. Far back so that with the Mask and her arms behind her there was no way she could move from that position. <br><br>His hands down over her shoulders. Fingers along the collar of her top. He tore the material slowly. Opening her inch by inch. Revealing her body for his pleasure. Stopping to stroke and touch her flesh. Let her feel his hands roaming freely as the fabric twisted away and dropped down to her arms. Her bra was the last casualty of her upper body. His hands between the cups to caress and pinch her breasts. Roll her tits and tug. Feeling the ripe melons in his palms as he measured her for his other purposes. She lay open and exposed to him from her hips up. His hands everywhere guiding sensation that she could feel as the cooler temperature of the room surrounded her bare skin.<br><br>He would get to what was left of her jeans but not yet. He wanted to heat her up with his touch. <br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 05:58:33</strong>
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				<strong>Emma, isolation, with Him</strong><br><br>Emma could feel him behind her, he was like a phantom in the darkness. She heard him speak a single word, "Kneel." Out of sheer fear, Emma got to her knees in front of him. She blushed hard under the mask, not believing she was doing this. it was all out of fear, right? Scared of what he might do if she protested. Her arms burned, the pain surging through her limbs.<br><br>She felt a chain release, the one that had pinched her the whole time she walked. Then part of the chastity belt, but only part. Emma felt relieved that some of the items were coming off of her. Maybe there was another side to him, a soft side? No it coukdn't be possible, he was only screwing with her mind now. <br><br>He pulled her up tight against his legs. She could feel his knees bear into her shoulder blades. Even in the darkness she could just feel his eyes staring down at her. Soon there was a sound. She felt his hands on her shoulders, and felt the tug of her shirt. Fabric ripping, inch by inch, exposing her flesh to him. Her flawless fair skin now in his sights. <br><br>Emma shivered as his fingers trailed over her and he tore away her shirt. Goosebumps formed on her skin every place he touched. This was wrong, the same man that put her through hell, made her do inexplicable things, bound her, was now being tender and soft? What game was this? She tried to keep her wits about her but as her breasts were touched and kneaded, Emma moaned out loud in the cell. <br><br>She could not&nbsp; deny it. What he was doing felt good. His hands firm, gentle, groping and touching her, Emma squirmed against his legs. She knew deep down in her soul this was all wrong, wrong like the devil's touch, but it was too late. Emma moaned once more, as other parts of her reacted also. Now she was wet, wet and muscles twitched, wanting something to give her relief.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 06:52:03</strong>
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				Mordecai ~ With Emma<br><br>A hand snaked down her body. Dipping into her pussy. Stroking over her soft lips and teasing her clitoris. Kneading her heat like gathering dough. It was time for her to want him. She would learn what good behavior would bring her. <br><br>His hand to her breast driving fresh sensations to sweep over her. Massaging and pressing her mound tight against her chest. Mordecai listened for her sighs as he watched her sides for a change in her breathing. He felt the weigh of her melons. The thought of suckling her breast every morning thrilled him. Her arms bound behind her back. Sitting on his lap facing him. His hand cupping a breast making her watch as his mouth descended. Making her beg for him to empty her. <br><br>Yes, that would be splendid in a few days. Once she had enough manners to take her into the house.<br><br>For now she needed hard broken. Without stealing the core of her. So no confusing signals. Reward good behavior as heartily as he would discipline her. <br><br>Reward was in both his hands.&nbsp; The hands he lavished on her body. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 08:08:07</strong>
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				<strong>Emma, giving in</strong><br><br>She felt his finger press past her nether lips. She inhaled sharply as he touched her clit, trying to stifle a moan. It was difficult as he fingers stroked along her slit, while he rubbed her tender bud. She closed her eyes and raged against the feelings she was&nbsp; having. Wrong, wrong, all wrong. He humiliated her just to build her back up? She didn't want to be his toy, but she could feel her strings being pulled, just like a puppet in his grasp. <br><br>As her sex burned for him, needed his touch, so did her breasts. Emma enjoyed his hand on her soft orb. Pressing it into her, touching her, piniching and molding her. Her soft sighs became louder, emanating fromthe masks she wore. Her breathing became ragged, as he pushed on, bringing her closer to climax. A moan slipped from her lips, then another, and then a string of them one right after the other. <br><br>Her body pressed against his legs, shaking and quivering. Why? Why would he do this? He was breaking her resistance by giving her what she wanted, what she needed. He was evil, pure evil. He had now driven Emma to the edge, and she was ready to go bounding over the edge with a climax that would flow over his fingers and onto the cell floor. <br><br>With a little squeak and groan, Emma let go, let her orgasm wash over her. She turned red once more ashamed she had let him bring her over the edge. She was more mad at herself than with him. She should have been stronger, resisted him, but it was too late for all of that now. Emma stayed there, kneeling, still as she wondered what he would do to her now that he got her to cum once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 13:35:14</strong>
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				<strong>Princess (Ha fucking ha)</strong><br><br>He was going to break her wrist!!! She was sure of it as he gripped it tightly in his hand, making her whimper in pain as he bent it, she had no choice but to drop to her knees to stop the pain.&nbsp; She moaned loudly, tears springing to her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.&nbsp; She hated him, she would fight him the whole way.<br><br>The slaps to her face made her head spin, she hit the floor hard, something in her side screamed in pain, she felt a searing pain burn through her and knew she had hurt more than he wanted.&nbsp; She would be in trouble for that as well no doubt.<br><br>Dragging her across the floor she moaned, the pain in her side burning through her, but she didn't speak.&nbsp; She moaned as he secured her in place, her eyes still burning with hatred, but there was pain there too, a pain that throbbed with each movement.&nbsp; She wouldn't tell him though, she wouldn't do anything, she hoped the pain was something serious, something to get her away from him.&nbsp; Maybe it would cause her death.<br><br>But she doubted it, it felt like a rib...<br><br>“I am not putting that back in” she hissed, her face pale.&nbsp; She couldn't move much, it hurt too much.&nbsp; But still she didn't say anything.&nbsp; She doubted he would care.&nbsp; “I hate you, I am not a fucking dog, and I am not going to do anything you want” she said the words in a quiet voice, but she knew he would beat her, the small stick he held hadn't gone unnoticed.&nbsp; <br><br>The pain in her side was growing worse.&nbsp; She knew she had done something, but still she kept quiet....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 13:35:34</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>There is only so much the human mind can take before it begins to retreat.&nbsp; To hide away from the pain and torture.&nbsp; And that was what was happening to Toni.&nbsp; She couldn't face the pain much longer.&nbsp; The orgasm washed through her, but she knew there would be more pain and that idea terrified her.&nbsp; She was 19, so young still, so innocent, she had never came across the depravities of the human mind and now she was faced with Frank.&nbsp; The poor girl didn't know how to deal with it, so she began to protect herself by hiding within her own inner mind.<br><br>As he carried her into the interrogation room her eyes began to take on a glazed expression, she was losing herself.&nbsp; It was the only way she could keep herself sane.&nbsp; She felt him lower her over the saw horse, but she made no noise.&nbsp; She starred at the ceiling, her eyes wide, face pale.&nbsp; She was losing the battle and Frank would have to rethink his methods if he wanted a slut to enjoy and not just an empty shell.<br><br>The belt whistled down and she twitched, silent tears fell from her eyes, they focused on him and she shook her head, “Please, no more, don't hurt me anymore” she begged, her voice so quiet, so frail.&nbsp; She was so close....so close to retreating from him and the life they were forced into.&nbsp; &nbsp;Toni was barely an adult, if Frank wanted a plaything he would need to show her something more than the pain and the beatings....<br><br>Deep in her mind Toni doubted he would care.....<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 13:35:52</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>There was something about watching her Brother work that made her all wet and drippy.&nbsp; The way he did things was just wonderful. She loved watching how he hurt his gift, how he was revealing her place to her.&nbsp; <br><br>Madelaine had no idea she walked the thin line between freedom and being his property.&nbsp; She had no idea how close she was walking to that edge.&nbsp; She had never had to worry, she was his sister, he would never hurt her in the way he hurt his bitches.&nbsp; She was certain of that.<br><br>His words made her tremble and smile, he had a task for her.&nbsp; Perfect.&nbsp; He released her and she watched as he lead the masked whore, she couldn't help a giggle, he was ingenious, bitch had no idea what he would do to her.&nbsp; He was the Master, totally sadistic and evil.&nbsp; None of them knew him like Madelaine did.&nbsp; He would never be like that to her.&nbsp; He loved her, he protected her.<br><br>She stood and walked across into the house, rubbing her wrists, glad to be freed of the chains and things, she wasn't as into that stuff as Mordi, but she did enjoy a little bit.&nbsp; As for cages.....fuck off..<br><br>She entered the house, heading to the kitchen first where she ordered the slave there to make her a coffee and something to eat.&nbsp; She then headed to his office.&nbsp; She flopped in his large leather chair and reached for the laptop.&nbsp; She turned it on and looked over his notes.&nbsp; She shook her head, this stuff was child's play to her, she had always been able to think on the binary level, to understand the language of computers.&nbsp; She went into the site and began to run the various code breakers she had made up.<br><br>Then she logged into Facebook, may as well check things over, after all she did have a life outside of her brother.&nbsp; She was also trying to sell her latest concoction, there had been a bit of interest, she needed to check her emails too.&nbsp; And twitter. <br><br>She checked the code breaking programmes, grinning as she saw the amount of money that would soon be in his off shore bank accounts around the world.&nbsp; She set a smaller transaction up, a couple of million into her private off shore, he wouldn't mind. After all she was his little sister.....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 17:07:20</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma </strong><br><br>Mordecai felt her hips lunging into his fingers as he took her. Forcing an orgasm as he force pain upon her.&nbsp; He chose. He gave. He permitted. All these things she would acknowledge later. Now he worked at the cellular level. The emotional level. The systems of the body. Those systems that ran without regard to circumstance. Desire. Will of the soul within. Anything was possible thru that gate.<br><br>The muted sounds from inside the mask gave him the temp of his use for her. Her body ripened. Muscles strained and tensed. Breasts gathered. Nipples perked. Her inner walls collapsed and swallowed his three fingers to his wrist over and over until the final surging. <br><br>"Cum," Mordecai whispered in deep tones against the metal helmet.<br><br>The detonation as her dam broke. Showering his fingers with her need to release. Giving him the control over her body that he desired. Knowing soon she would know what she had done. What he had done to her. That she had been a willing participant in her own enslavement at his hands. Just his hands. He hadn't even used her yet. <br><br>But he would. Yes, he would. <br><br>Mordecai gentle allowed her head to sink to the floor. Her ass still in the air. He retrieved a small flashlight from his pocket and something else in a sterile container.&nbsp; His legs nudging hers wider. Opening her to him even as she dripped on the floor.<br><br>The flashlight in his mouth. He tore the small bag open and removed the urethra plug. His fingers on her sensitive sex again. Not for stimulation but for something else. He carefully moved her folds to reveal her to him then inserted the plug in her urethra.&nbsp; He pumped the tiny bulb that would bloat the insert inside her to make a leak proof seal and hold the small plate tight against her flesh on the outside. <br><br>Mordecai spoke calmly to her as he removed the pump, "You have to earn everything from now on except the air you breath. Your mine now. I will see to all your needs. Every single one."<br><br>"I'll be back later to empty your bladder and give you something to drink if you earn it," Mordecai told her. <br><br>"Either way I'll be back." It was a promise. <br><br>It was time to set her up in the room. She would need time to think. He would need time to check on things. See to the team. Check on Madeline. Business before pleasure.<br><br>Mordecai stood knowing with the weigh of the mask and her arms pinned behind her she couldn't move. He shoved the trash and flash light back in is pocket and stepped around the corner to the locker for two blankets. She had earned them. <br><br>He moved back inside and dropped one blanket on the floor. He collected the leash that locked on her collar and snapped it into the ring on the floor. His hands stroking down her body. Touching her with gentle caresses to show his approval. A reward she would soon want over food and water. He cupped her breasts before his hands slid to her back. <br><br>He slowly released her elbows. Tenderly rubbing back the circulation as he removed the biting rope completely. He fastened the chastity belt snuggly into her well used sex. Then he removed the hand cuff from one wrist and brought both arms to her belly where he fastened them together. This time he set the chain to her front ring of her chastity belt. <br>She would not be allowed to touch anything but the few inches the cuffs offered her. To break her to his full use, he would chose what and how she had access to including her body which was now his. <br><br>Mordecai lifted her by the hips and placed her on her side as he brought her the few inches to the blanket. He pinched her tit fondly then covered her in a blanket.<br><br>There was no reason to tell her to think about what this meant to her. Take time to consider her new situation. Mordecai imagined she'd be doing just that once he left her in darkness only the night vision camera could decipher. One last pat on her hip and he stood.<br><br>Without hesitation or a final word he walked out and closed her off from the world she knew with the setting of the lock on the chamber hatch. Mordecai liked the dull thud and deep tones as the large bolt slide into the receiver.<br><br>Mordecai gave the hatch an affectionate pat before turning towards the exit. He could hear the youngest girl begging Frank not to hurt her as he walked past in the torture room.&nbsp; Before he got to the exit he notice the Rev moving around and the cage door open. He grinned knowing Maddy and he were chumming up. <br><br>Mordecai wondered where Jonesy and his bitch had gotten off to this morning. No need to worry, she was in strong hands. He'd have a look see later if he hadn't heard her screaming. For now he turned his attention to the main house and Madeline. <br><br>He tossed the trash from his pocket into the bin near the sink. Washing his hands with soap and drying them was important to safety. Keeping everyone from exchanging all the bad virus was important to a working slave and auction house. He wiped his hands on the paper towel and toss it in the bin on his way out of the Hen House.<br><br>Next stop Madeline.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 17:22:21</strong>
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				<strong>~Mordecai with Madeline</strong><br><br>Mordecai entered the main house by way of the kitchen. The fragrance of bold rich coffee in the air the moment he stepped inside and close the door. The servant must had seen him coming. The his mug held out for him to take which he did.<br><br>"Madeline in the office I presume?" Mordecai asked and got the bow, and yes Master.<br>"Good," He said and stepped off in that direction. <br><br>Two doors down on the right. Mordecai frowned. The damn door was wide open. He never ever permitted that.<br><br>&nbsp;No one was allowed to see the inside of the office. No one. Mordecai cleaned it himself and she had the damn door wide the fuck open. <br><br>He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.&nbsp; Calm. Calm thoughts. He forced a smile on his face. A small one. The corners of his mouth curl slightly.&nbsp; He set his fury aside until he knew what was going on with the bank. <br><br>"Madeline, how are you coming along?" <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 18:20:22</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>Madelaine had no conceipt about privacy or tidiness.&nbsp; She did what she wanted, when she wanted too.&nbsp; She was eating a bacon sandwich, butter dripping from the thick sliced fresh bread.&nbsp; She had dripped the dribbles down her top.&nbsp; She didnt care, her fingers were greasy, she tapped the keys without a thought to the mess she was making of his laptop.<br><br>Her coffee mug was on the desk, leaving a ring of moisture on the polished top.&nbsp; Again she didnt even think about it, she just did it.&nbsp; She was flicking between the bank's pages, the money was being moved, they wouldnt have a clue until they went deep into the records.&nbsp; She had set up a cover page, it would tell them everything was normal.&nbsp; If only they knew..<br><br>Looking up, she licked the butter from her fingers, smiling at him, "hi Mordi, almost done" she said absently as she finshed the bacon, and flicked back to Facebook.&nbsp; she really didnt have a clue at how pissed off she was making him....after all she was Madelaine, he looked after her.&nbsp; She would stay here a few more days, then she would be gone again.&nbsp; Before he discovered she had taken a couple of million without asking...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 18:33:45</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ about to seize up and throw a clot watching Madeline </strong><br><br>Mordecai entered and closed and locked the door behind him. He turned to her as she spoke. He shifted uncomfortably. His eyes darted everywhere trying to find a place to look that didn't send him into a raging fit. <br><br>He held back the bellow in his throat to a light muttering by supreme effort.<br><br>"oh...good," but inside he shook. <br><br>The corners of his smile twitched. His brows nit. "Uh, Madeline. The office door. Must be shut and locked all the .... Is that your Facebook page?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 18:51:47</strong>
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				<strong>Emma - ashamed, tired and near a breaking point</strong><br><br>Her body quaked in the aftershock of her controlled orgasm. She had cum right on his cue, almost like her body knew he had to control it. Her head began to slowly lag front fromthe weight of tue mask, her the quiet clink of metal against concrete as it rested on the floor. She figured he was done with her, would leave her alone now to let her thoughts race through her head. <br><br>She felt her legs being pushed apart by his legs, he her ass in the air. She felt him insert something into her, not in her pussy, but right where she had to pee. She felt a pinch amd then pressure as something pressed against her insides. It was a dull thudding pain, a discomfort of sorts. He would deny her all the freedoms of life. something as simple as going to the bathroom was now controlled by him. Emma gulped through the pressure, wondering just how sue was going to get through all of this.<br><br>She heard a distinct click as she was attached to the floor by the metal ring. Everything was so heavy, Sne could barely move on her own. She heard something drop by her, a muted thud, a blanket or cloth of some kind. His touches were so soft and gentle, bathing her skin in delight with each small stroke. She was confused and exhausted and didn't know which way was up any more. <br><br>She felt the tension on her elbows release. She sighed deeply as her arms could now relax, his hands rubbing and caressing the wounds the ropes made. She felt the chastity belt go across her sex once more and felt him lock it into place. Wrists moved in front of her now, clipped to the belt. Her arms felt so much better this way, the throbbing was starting to subside from her limbs. <br><br>He fondled her more as he lifted her and placed her heavy chained body on the blanket to rest. She whimpered as he grabbed her breast once more before covering her with another blanket. Then she heard his footsteps move away from her, and the distinct sound of the door closing amd locking, sealing her away from the freedom of the outside world. <br><br>Emma was alone, scared in the darkness. She was tired as thoughts ran trough her head. She just lay there, processing everything. The ride, the woman that brought he here. The whipping. Waking in a torture chamber. The mouse, the mask, the belt. Her forced and controlled orgasm. Yes she left out details, it was too much to bear. She hated herself for stepping in that car. This was her own fault. Never take a ride from strangers. <br><br>She was fighting sleep as thoughts of him and how he touched her flooded her psyche. It was all wrong, the way he pleasured her. He was screwing with her mind, making her think she wanted it, wanted him. No Sne would fight back those Feelings of pleasure he have to her. It was all manipulation, still her body quivered thinking of his soft touch. Emma slowly drifted off, getting wet once more thinking of How good he made her feel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 19:10:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg4032499#msg4032499">Quote from: The Fifth Master on 19-12-2010, 18:33:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Mordecai ~ about to seize up and throw a clot watching Madeline </strong><br><br>Mordecai entered and closed and locked the door behind him. He turned to her as she spoke. He shifted uncomfortably. His eyes darted everywhere trying to find a place to look that didn't send him into a raging fit. <br><br>He held back the bellow in his throat to a light muttering by supreme effort.<br><br>"oh...good," but inside he shook. <br><br>The corners of his smile twitched. His brows nit. "Uh, Madeline. The office door. Must be shut and locked all the .... Is that your Facebook page?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>She giggled at him, "no one is gonna see what I'm doing Mordi, god relax" she giggled, flicking from Facebook to Twitter and putting a line up.<br><br><em>"I love my brother, but seesssh he does go on."</em> <br><br>There was a buzz and she went into the bank page, she entered another code, smirked, typed in a bit more and looked at him, "another couple of minutes and it'll all be done.&nbsp; I've transferred it to the various accounts, all these listed.&nbsp; They wont be able to run a trace.&nbsp; As soon as I come out of the page theres a virus set that will go in and scramble everything.&nbsp; It'll take them a couple of days to get their systems sorted, thats if they have a good IT guy" she told him smuggly, "I've taken my fee, I am sure you wont miss a couple of million from the 1.3 billion I've tranferred for you" she said, "damn, I've broke a nail" she exclaimed, reaching for an emery board to file it down, "now I'll have to go and get them done again" she complained.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 23:25:56</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ a man for all seasons</strong><br><br>"Uh huh.." <br><br>It was all Mordecai could manage. He turned his back swiftly and shoved his hands in his pockets to keep from reaching for her. His mantra; not yet.<br><br>He stood at the door gripping it tightly. His voice as calm as a lake, "Madeline, once you're finished with the virus down load come see me. I'll be in my room."<br><br>Mordecai disappeared behind the door as it locked with a solid thud. He was heard mumbling all the way down the hall to his rooms.<br><br>"Not yet. Not yet. Not yet. Not yet. Not yet. But very very fucking soon!"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 01:27:23</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>It took forty-three minutes for the final stages of the transfers.&nbsp; She watched them to the last cent and then...then she pressed the button and the virus was on its way.&nbsp; She used a scrambler to scramble her ip address.&nbsp; No one would be able to trace what she has done.&nbsp; She was clever Madelaine, more so than any realised.&nbsp; She watched the virus hit and grinned, she ran a final blocker and then closed all the various sites until she was out of the bank.&nbsp; They wouldn't have a clue what had hit them, not until they dealt with the virus. And by then it would be too late, all traces were gone.&nbsp; The virus would see to that.<br><br>She finished off on Facebook, building a barn in Farmville and then checking another of her games before logging out.&nbsp; Then she sent a final twitter and when she was certain she had done everything she came out of twitter.&nbsp; But before she closed down the laptop she spent a few minutes going through his personal files.&nbsp; She was intrigued by what she read, he was a dirty old bastard.&nbsp; And some of those pictures......FUCK they made her wet.<br><br>She finally closed the laptop, leaving it sitting on his desk.&nbsp; She then exited the office, not bothering to lock the door and made her way to his rooms.&nbsp; She knocked and walked in, "OK, all done Mordi" she said, looking around for him, a wetness seeping through her panties.....<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 06:31:55</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Not happy with Madeline</strong><br><br>Mordecai turned from the TV monitor. He stood and moved towards Madeline. His arm on hers as he spoke.<br><br>“Let’s have a look shall we?” He said mildly as he escorted her back to the office.<br><br>He could see the door open from the hall way. He brought her inside and close it behind him. It shut solidly. He took a deep breath as he eyed the place.<br><br>Mordecai‘s first response, “Not acceptable.”<br><br>“Office door open. Laptop sitting for anyone to see.” He stepped to it and turned it one. <br><br>A brief search of the Event View disclosed the rest of her sins. He turned to her and wiped the sticky grease off his fingers from the laptop key board onto a napkin disguarded by the ring of water that formed around the cup which just happened to be sitting next to a coaster. <br><br>Mordecai turned the monitor where she could see, but he knew she already knew. He knew she knew her little side trips to the virus whores of the internet were forbidden on one of the special laptops. Nothing was to being traced on it but business. Yet it was all right here in the Administrator Utilities. <br><br>Mordecai darkened. He slipped his fingers on the top of the screen and closed the lid. He disconnected the charger and toss the laptop in the open safe before locking it. <br><br>“Four Mortal sins,” He said calmly as he walked to her.<br><br>His hands on her. Turning her around. Cuffing her hands behind her back. His voice even like the crust of ice on the top of an artic lake. <br><br>“You know what this means.”<br><br>He took her by the arm and stepped out into the hallway. He’d take care of things in there later. She needed to know the extend of the damage she caused in terms she could understand. <br>The door closed behind him. He check that it locked before he continued towards his rooms with her in his grip. <br><br>He brought her inside his room and close that door to then locked it behind him. She had pushed him in all kinds of ways. It stopped here and now. He took her to the other room. The room he had only taken her to a few times. He walked her to the post. Pushing her body against it with one hand he released one cuff. <br><br>He jerked her hand with the cuffed wrist upward to the ring. Ran the open cuff thru it and then got her other wrist into the cuff. Her hands over her head held by the cuffs on her wrists. <br><br>He hands to her top. Tearing it off her back. Tearing it off her shoulders and pulling the dress down to her ankles. He didn’t care how much she squirmed. Not this time. She had jeopardized everything. All the men. All the money. Everything in the three hours she had been here. From the moment she had arrived she had jeopardized him. <br><br>He could not even speak. His hands shook with anger as he turned from her to the locker. He flung it open and searched for the right weapon. He returned to stand behind her with a three tongued whip. It was meant to smart. He used it on slave who’d been especially bad. <br><br>It was meant to bite and welt with a burn. He planned to lather her back so that she looked like meat off a professional grill. He planned to let that leather snap along her exposed sides. He planned to flip her around and whip the crap out of her belly and breasts. <br><br>Mordecai was not happy. He just had to remember to count. He had a number in mind and anything else would probably result in whipping her til she bled. Right now that was sounding mighty good so he had a number. Something a lot less than anything that would do that. <br><br>His arm went back and then snapped forward. The whip trailing and then suddenly taking the lead. Exploding against the soft flesh of Madeline’s back. <br><br>“ONE!”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 05:07:45</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg4020686#msg4020686">Quote from: lovelygirl on 16-12-2010, 13:21:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Cassie</strong><br><br>Yes it all made sense, of course he was lonely, surrounded by those awful men. He had to endure those commands and instructions from his boss. Then the other ones, well they were just brutal. But Jonesy, well he was the only one with a decent bone in his body. He must have felt like the outcast, tue softy amongst them. Yeah must have been real difficult to be made to kidnap innocent women and bring them here. It must be tearing at his very soul. <br><br>Cassie put a hand to his cheek. "I understand, you protect me, and I take care of you. My poor Jonesy, all alone here. I'm here now, your little Suzy is here for you." She was so far gone, she actual was starting to think this was the way it was supposed to be. That he cared, maybe even loved her enough to share how sad and lonely he was. He needed her so much, someone to keep close, to adore and care for him. She was that girl, she wanted to be that girl. <br><br>Now Cassie was a virgin so she had no knowledge of anything sexual. No clue at all. Yet, when he traced his finger from her stomach to her chest, she got this flutter in the pit of her stomach. He was stirring something up in her, she didn't know what it was, she just knew it felt good to be touched this way. He was so caring, so soft, not like the others at all. <br><br>When he leaned in to her ear and whispered, she shivered, he was so close, and he needed her. Her hand was placed on his cock and she shied away a little, reluctant to touch him. She was an angel, untouched, she didn't know how to do such things. But be needed her, yes he needed her. "Yes Jonesy, I feel how much." her hand rested there for a moment. She had excited him, aroused him, she was unsure what to do with all of this. She was still a lamb that needed to be led to the slaughter, she wasn't ready to jump into the fire yet. <br><br>But she felt that flutter again, what was it? Why did she feel like this? She was confused and unsure and still needed his guidance, a little more pushing to finally send her sailing over the edge to him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jonesy hid his excitement over a veil of caring and concern “Thank you, Suzy…thank you for understanding. It’s nice to be able to…be myself around you. To know that you are willing to help me through all of this.” he kissed her neck gently but noticed her hand shy away when he’d placed it on his bulge. It was cute, and in its own way, even hotter than her ripping his clothes off. She was still shy. Maybe she was still a virgin? It actually worried Jonesy a little, since he was fairly sure she would need to be stretched out some…<br><br>He’d nodded when she rested her hand on his bulge again and wondered if she could feel the heat through the jeans he wore. The bulge seemed to rise against the fabric when it felt her hand settle “Looks like you’ve just made a friend, Suzy…let’s see if I can do the same…” he said as he slipped his hand over her panties to give her a little massage. “Now you just relax a bit, Suzy Q…Jonesy has to make sure you’re okay to fly” He chuckled gently as his fingers teased and rubbed her clothed sex ever so slowly. If he was right, then she was going to take a little work. But anything that was worth doing was worth doing right.<br><br>“Now, Suzy…what you currently have your hand resting on is what I’m aiming to fit in you, so you can help take care of me, but I need your help, baby…” He’d used his other hand to release himself from his jeans, with a soft his as he rubbed along his zipper a bit. He was free though, and he slowly helped ease her hand along it “Don’t be afraid, buttercup…just let your hand get used to it…let it slide…good girl. That’s all for you, Suzy…your reward for giving me someone to confide in.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 05:36:08</strong>
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				<strong>Cassie getting an "education"</strong><br><br>She smiled sweet at pie to him, she was so happy be knew she was there for him. That was her place now, to take care of him, comfort him when he needed her. She felt so close to him now, knowing she had purpose with him. She was his baby, and him her protector, it worked, even if her brain was twisted into a pretzel my him.<br><br>She giggled when he said she made a friend. She had felt how hard he was. It was the first time she had ever felt a man's arousal. She blushed a bright pink as her hand remained there. She wasn't sure what to do at all, but for some reason, she liked the idea that she excited him like this. <br><br>Soon Jonesy was touching her nether region. The first man in uncharted territory. Cassie bit her lip and whimpered&nbsp; as he stroked her through her panties. "That feels funny, is it supposed to feel that way?" She was so sweet and naive, she had no idea that in a few days she would want that feeling, would be begging for it, but for now it was all about learning, finding out about her own sexuality and his. <br><br>He made Cassie wet with his ministrations, her head was spinning with the new found feelings he gave her. She was panting lightly when he undid his own pants. When she saw it, he eyes grew wide. He was going to put that it her?&nbsp; I was so big, he would surely rip her in two with that thing. <br><br>Cassie nodded as he told her to get used to it. Her tiny hand wrapped around it. She could feel the heat, feel&nbsp; it twitch and pulse. She was so unsure of herself, it slipped from her hand a few times. "I'm sorry Jonesy, I'm trying," she thought he would get upset with her clumsiness. This was all new to her, she needed a teacher to guide her. She wanted to make him feel good, she really did, it would just take time to perfect a technique with him. But for now, Cassie stroked him lightly, hoping he was enjoying every second. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 17:20:28</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>Madelaine loved her brother.&nbsp; She loved him with every part of her being, but she didn't actually know him all that well.&nbsp; She knew the man she wanted to know.&nbsp; Not the man who was actually in front of her.&nbsp; Not the man who practically frog marched her to his office and pointed out her misdemeanours.<br><br>She didn't know the man who took her to his special room.&nbsp; &nbsp;Certainly she had seen this man, watched as he used and abused the bitches.&nbsp; But he had never turned that man on her.<br><br>Not until now.<br><br>She didn't understand why he was so upset.&nbsp; She was an expert at covering her tracks, no one would trace her here.&nbsp; She couldn't understand why he was so upset.<br><br>She didn't realise how upset he was.&nbsp; She didn't even think.&nbsp; She felt excited when he cuffed her, when he tore her top from her.&nbsp; When he revealed her creamy form to his eyes.&nbsp; She whimpered, the realisation slowly dawning on her.<br><br>"Mordecai, I don't understand" then the whip hit her and she screamed.&nbsp; She screamed loudly.<br><br>"Please Mordi don't, I was only..." but she was struck again, tears cascaded down her face and she whimpered.&nbsp; Why was he doing this to her?&nbsp; Surely he could have just told her off.&nbsp; Each time the whip struck she cried out, it stung, it smoldered, it left her body on fire.&nbsp; She sobbed, begging him not to do this.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was his sister...he shouldn't treat her in this way....<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 21:02:07</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai _ Punishing Madeline before visiting Emma</strong><br><br>Madeline started to scream. It pleased him. He wanted her to feel every moment of anguish and pain she had cause him in the few hours since her arrival. The lines were stinging red across her back, down her ass cheeks, and the back of her thighs.<br><br>Mordecai smiled at her as he swung it in the air. Each snap across her flesh echoing in the room. Randomly drawing marks on her body. No pace. No rhythm. No way for her to prepare. To anticipate the next strike. To relax. <br><br>Painting the bite of the lashes so that it curled around her sides. Nipped her breasts. Colored her young melons with angry red accents. Her body glowed with the heat of his attention as he counted.<br><br>Mordecai stopped at that specific number. His sister thoroughly punished. He walked up behind her as she hung on the post. He opened his shirt and pulled his trousers down so she could feel his cool flesh against the fire on hers.<br><br>His voice a ragged hiss, his cock flag poled. He press against her tender heated body. Pushing her against the post. Rubbing against her so she could feel what she would be missing.<br><br>"Bad Madeline," Mordecai growled.<br><br>"I'm going to leave you hanging while I go fuck that bitch you brought me." He explained. "Then I'm coming back to you and put you in the cage by the bed for the night. Be a good girl and in the morning I'll fuck you and let you dress."<br><br>Mordecai grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as he cupped her breast, "Fuck up again and I'll make this arrangement permanent.&nbsp; I mean it Madeline. I'll use you just like the rest of them."<br><br>"Be my Madeline, and I'll give you everything I have. This has all been for you. All of it.... but you keep fucking it up. I can't have that Madeline. It's not cute any more."<br><br>Mordecai rocked against her. Sawing her cunt with his hard cock before he pulled away and tucked himself presentable again. <br><br>"I'll be back," Mordecai told her and closed the door behind him. <br><br>It locked. His room door locked.&nbsp; He cleaned up his office and then locked that door. It wasn't until he was out of the house and on the way to the Hen House that he began to whistle softly.&nbsp; He stopped off at Medical for a few things then went straight there. The Hen House. The hallway. Isolation room number four. The iron masked maiden on the floor.<br><br>Mordecai unlocked the door.&nbsp; It groaned with anticipation. <br><br>"I'm back."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 22:31:28</strong>
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				<strong>Emma - alone</strong><br><br>She had been alone in her thoughts, running it all over in her mind. She had made the biggest mistake in her life getting into that car. Why did she get in that car? How could she have known? Now her fate was sealed, trapped, locked away from the world. <br><br>Her bodywas heavy, heavy chains, heavy mask, heavy belt. She felt low she was part of the floor. She could not lift one bone in her body. Emma was hungry too, her stomach gurgled and growled. Jer eyes began to flutter closed to sleep, when she heard his voice, even denied sleep. Her eyes flew open, and her body tensed. She could only imagine what he was going to do to her now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 06:41:29</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai entered and the hatch shut behind him. It was dark again. Mordecai removed the glasses from his jacket and put them on. Night vision. He could see everything while she remained in the dark. <br><br>This was an experiment. He decided to do everything with her in the dark. Or where she was unable to see. It would heighten her other senses. Touch would be so much more. <br><br>He waited in the dark for a few minutes just watching her breathing. Then fingers grabbed the corner of the top blanket and pulled it slowly off her. His voice in the dark. Echoing slightly in deeper tones.<br><br>"I am here to care for you," He informed Emma as he knelt beside her.<br><br>His hand on her knee, stroking up to her hip. "On your back," He instructed.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 07:21:35</strong>
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				<strong>Emma in the pitch dark</strong><br><br>All she heard was footsteps coming toward her. <em>Please don't hurt me,</em> she thought to herself. She shivered as she felt the top blanket getting removed. She heard his breathing so close to her. Nothing else, just total darkness. She knew how close he was, she couldn't see him, He was like a phantom. <br><br>As he touched her, she jumped, not expecting the touch on her knee or hip. Emma slowly turned on her back from her side. The metal seemed to groan as she moved. Now looking at the ceiling, Emma lay there motionless, everything still heavy, and her stomaching grumbling in the dark once more. <br><br>"Please don't hurt me again," she whispered softly, still frightened of him and what he was capable of doing to her. Now it was a waiting game, seeing just what he would do to her while she struggled in the darkness, unaware of what he had in store for her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 20:00:43</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>She moved as she had been told. Her whisper an soft echo. The fear in her tone. He didn't care what she said only that she feared him. His hand to the wrists chained to her chastity belt. Unlocking the chain and forcing her arms up over her mask where he locked her wrists to the chain from her mask.<br><br>She was open to him. No way for her to move her hand to protect herself no matter what he did. His hand on her mask and turn her head to one side. Holding her head in that position as he bent to her. Brushing his lips over across her shoulder. As he cupped her breast. Kneading it. Getting it ready for his purpose. <br><br>His mouth to the other breast. The mustache pricking across her soft flesh before he swallowed as much of her that ready desire as he could. His hand moving off her breast to unlock her chastity belt. Release the metal thong that covered her cunt from other intruders. <br><br>His fingers played at her. He roughed her nipple across his teeth. Then to the other. Lathering them both with hot wet attention. She would drink later. He was empty her bladder later. For now he would heat her. Get her dripping wet and begging. <br><br>Mordecai pushed her thighs open. Bending her knees so she was fully spread for his use. Here in the dark she would receive his care and tenderness. He would train her to become an oven of lust in the dark at his voice alone. <br><br>He would train her for other things. Many other things but for now it was all about him. The primal lust screaming to fuck her. The jerking pipe in his trousers straining against his zipper. <br><br>Mordecai released her head. His hand to his pocket. Removing the cold metal clamps. He laid one to the side to keep it cold. The other he grazed across her breast. Pressing it against her nipple while his two fingers teased in and out her cunt.<br><br>"Do you feel me inside you pretty bitch?" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 20:53:02</strong>
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				<strong>Emma with Mordecai</strong><br><br>She felt hands on her wrists, and they were being raised above her and locked in place above her. She couldn't move, she was completely exposed now, and her head was turned to one side, perhaps for her hot to look at him, she couldn't tell, it was so dark. Then she knew, she felt lips on her skin and goosebumps followed. If he was so evil, why was he being so gentle, so easy on her? Maybe that was his way, fuck with the body and mind. <br><br>She sighed softly as his hand found her breast, caressing her, prepping her for his future endeavors. <em>Emma, don't give in don't give, aaahhhh.</em> His mouth, his lips, the mustache. Emma had a moan that caught in her throat, and she slightly arched her back, as much she could from the weight that held her down. <br><br>She heard the click of the belt and felt part of it fall away. Would he take all of it off? Maybe? He was confusing her, going back and forth, left breast, then right breast. all in the darkness so she couldn't see what he was going to do next. <br><br>She willingly spread her legs for him, unconsciously really since she was concentrating on his ministration of her breasts. Her body accepted his fingers almost instantly, her wetness drawing him in. Like her body needed him, needed the sensations he was giving her. She was wet for him ,even if she didn't want to be. Her mind wanted to fight him, but what he was doing, he was breaking down any protests she may have had. <br><br>"yes I do," she answered softly, hating that he had just called her bitch, she was far from that. At least in her mind she was.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 23:45:17</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>His fingers to her breast. A nail brushing the flat of her nipple. His mouth down her body to taste her slit. He moved between her legs as he lapped into her. His other hand on her flat stomach. Rubbing her tender flesh with the heat of his palm. <br><br>He rested his wrist against her breast. His fingers pressing the clamp jaw open. His other hand moved up her body. Cupped around her ripe melon as the jaw clamped on her tit. He moved to the other breast. Getting it in position as he patted the floor searching for the other clamp for a moment. <br><br>His tongue busy working her wet heat. Thrusting inside her. The faint taste of antiseptic like vinegar on his tongue. He liked what it was doing to make her tighter on the inside. So tight he had to practically force his tongue into her. She was gonna be very tight when he fucked her. Almost new.<br><br>The other clamp in his hand. Her breast in the other. A moment later she was clamped. He threaded the chain from the one clamp thru the ring on the other. Pulling her breasts by the nipples closer together. <br><br>His suit jacket laying somewhere. He unzipped his fly. Kissing up her body as he raised up to pull his rock hard cock out to use on her. He tugged on the chain with his teeth as he brushed the head of that fire engine against her wet slit.<br><br>"Groan if you want fucked," Mordecai whispered.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 00:10:28</strong>
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				<strong>Emma losing it - quickly</strong><br><br>He had gotten her wet to the point she made a squishing sound with every thrust of his fingers. Soon though, fingers were replaced by a tongue, a hungry tongue inside of her. Her hips rose, as much as they could to meet him. He made it feel too good to refuse. Her head was spinning, she knew he was evil, vicious, but he wasn't acting that way now. Was it all a show for his sister? No if it were, she wouldn't be chained like this. <br><br>She felt the first clamp go I place and her body tensed and froze. Such searing pain, her mind jolted back on how horrible he was. Soon a second clip, more pain, and she whimpered. Her hands tried to move but the were clipped in place and she was defenseless to stop this.<br><br>She panted through he pain as he crawled up her body. A tug on the chains made her body jerk, her nipples throbbing in pain from the clips. As she heard his request she took less than a second to decide. The last time she refused she ended up with a rodent inside of her. From deep inside the mask came a groan just loud enough for him to hear, knowing she had given in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 05:26:08</strong>
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				Mordecai ~ with Emma<br><br>"Yes...that's right," Mordecai said as he began to push his head cock inside her. Slowly pressing then pulling back. Inching himself deeper each rocking movement. His hand at her hips lifting her up to take more of his throbbing hard cock. <br>His thumb circling her clit as he entered her. Searching out the sensations that had her pulling on the chains from before. He would call out that pleasure mix it with the pain of the clamps. His body on her as he slid in and out of her slowly. Opening her tunnel for his pleasure as he glided into her on a thin layer of her lust. <br><br>"Take my cock deeper, and I'll let you cum for me," He whispered then chewed her neck.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 06:19:11</strong>
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				<strong>Emma, descent into damnation</strong><br><br>She felt him enter her wet walls. He was thick, and her body was trying to consume him, drawing him in with each thrust. Her body wrapped around him like a fine silk sheet. The pain on her breasts began to dull as her body got used to the clamps. It was more of a throbbing pain rather than sharp now. <br><br>With each thrust her life spiraled out of control. She had intended to fight, claw and scratch at him. Scream and yell, curse him. All that washed away with his tender touch. She hated&nbsp; herself more than him now. He knew exactly how to break Emma down, make her submit, make her want more. <br><br>Moans escaped her lips, and she pulled against her chains. The rattle and clinking matching her breathing. She raised her hips on her own also, her body begging for him to go deeper. She felt his weight on her, but could not see him, could not see his face, nothing at all. Emma trembled under him, ashamed she was enjoying this so much and wanted even more from him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 06:39:33</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ The demon within Emma</strong><br><br>The sound of her surrender. The way her hips lifted to take more of him. He pushed his cock all the way up to his balls. Until they were resting against Emma's pucker hole and then began to roll his hips back and forth. Plunging his cock in and out of her. <br><br>He pressed her ripe breasts against his chest. Allowing the chains and clamps to catch and tug as he pumped into her. He felt her raise her hips urgently, higher. Taking his plummeting cock to his hilt. <br><br>He chewed her shoulder. Pounding into her harder and with the primal need that overtook him. He could feel his climax approaching as he raced his cock back and forth in her grasping pussy. <br><br>"CUM!" He barked ready to lose total control.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 13:23:31</strong>
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				<strong>Emma - sealing her fate</strong><br><br>She could nit take much more. This man, evil, vicious, was a better lover than her ex ever was. Each thrust pushed her closer to climax, each stroke edged he a little more toward sweet release. <br><br>Then there was pain. Each thrust brought a tug to the clamps, pulling, moving the chain and clamps up and down. She panted through the pain mixed with the sweet erotic pleasure. He was training her, showing her how wonderful pleasure mixed with a little pain could be. <br><br>The pressure hat built to a fever pitch inside her, she was ready to explode. As he gave the command, Emma exploded in a fury of colors. Her body flooded his cock, her moans turned to whimpers, and she bit her lip under the mask. Her honey flowed over him, coating him well. <br><br>He had done it, broken her defenses, made her cum for him. Emma could nit beige how easily she went down, not even one punch thrown. No verbal barbs of how she hated him. Nothing. Now she lay there, in the darkness ashamed of what she had just done. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 23:22:54</strong>
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				<strong>Moredcai ~ Binding Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai panted and cursed as he thrust in her wildly. He was making animal sounds when she clamped around his thrusting piston. Her tunnel collapsing around his full length, punishing him for daring to take her. <br><br>His body tense. He crushed her to his chest. Wanting the pain the clamps sank into him. Wanting her to join in that mix as his load surged upward. Shooting into her, spraying her with thick creme. He threw back his head and bellowed as he came with her. <br><br>Riding her thru her climax. Gulping air like it was his last breath. Steam rolling against her until she quivered around his cock. <br><br>He lay heavily against her. "Sooo... good!"<br><br>His lips against her hot flesh. Mordecai kissed her neck. His fingers gentle brushing over her melons. <br><br>"I love how you moved for me... so hungry," He said in short gasps.<br><br>"Lets take these off. I don't want you sore," Mordecai murmured as his fingers were already opening the jaw of her left clamp. <br><br>He took it off her and replace it with his hot wet mouth. Suckling her tit as he swirled his tongue over that pinched flesh. He was making up his mind about lactation as he pressed his hips against her. It was a very real possibility.<br><br>Mordecai moved his hand to her other breast. Pinched the clamp and the jaws opened. His mouth found her sore tenderness there as well. He swallowed as much of her breast as possible and slowly moved inside her. Working her tit, as he teased deep inside her heat.<br><br>His mouth back away. The vacuum pulling her nipple until it popped from his mouth.<br><br>She could not see of course. But she could feel everything. He didn't bother to wipe her. He simply pulled out of her very slowly. Letting her tunnel collapse behind him. His hand on the chastity belt. <br><br>It would be time to get her moving soon. He stroked down her sex.<br><br>"You came hard, "Mordecai reported then asked. "You like that hard cock don't you?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 23:37:44</strong>
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				<strong>Emma, fulfilled and calming </strong><br><br>She felt him tense, his groans, told her that he was readying to fill her with is seed. As he pressed his body to hers, the clamps pushed into her skin, and she gasped, pain rushing through her body once more. <br><br>Then she felt it, his release, warm thick ropes of his seed sprayed deep inside her walls. He filled her so well, she could feel the warmth throughout her body. Emma moaned once more as he emptied into her. <br><br>His weight felt like a heavy blanket covering her, adding to the weight of the metal on her body. Soft whimpers came from the mask as his lips brushed her skin and his fingers moved to her breasts. She couldn't see him, but could hear him and feel his movements. She sighed deeply as he removed the first clamp. , A sigh of relief and happiness that it was off her. Her back arched as his mouth unexpectedly replaced that clamp. His mouth felt so good on her after the release of the hurtful clamp. <br><br>As he removed the other and did the same, she groaned softly, his movement inside of her aching to have more. She wasn't greedy, but he was making her need him.&nbsp; Her whole body was beginning to need him. She cursed herself for that. She had slept with the enemy so to speak, and she enjoyed every sweet second of it. <br><br>Her voice quivered as he withdrew from her, and she attempted to answer his question- "Y-yes, I-I d-id." Her face was red under the mask. She had just admitted to the devil she was his plaything, and liked it. Emma was now his solely, her fight driven from her by not a menacing beast, but a fallen angel with a feather touch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 04:13:09</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Taking possession of Emma's soul</strong><br><br>His hand caressing her the curves of her body tenderly. Mordecai held her as they cooled. <br><br>"I want more of you," He told her. "I want to give you so much pleasure. Make you mine. And I shall. You simply must obey me and you will have the run of the place. More freedom than you have every imagined. More pleasure than you though possible."<br><br>Mordecai closed the chastity belt. Locked it firmly. His hand over her mask to her wrist. He released them from the chain that held her iron mask to the ring on the floor. Guiding her hands down to lock back in that chastity belt. <br><br>Mordecai kissed each breast one last time before rising. He dressed as he spoke.<br><br>"We have must prepare you properly, " Mordecai explained. "I'm going to let you live."<br><br>He bent to the ring that held her iron mask. Released it and held the chain in his hand.<br><br>"I'll help you up to stand," He told her as his strong hands grasped her forearms.<br><br>"Ready?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 05:13:51</strong>
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				<strong>Emma giving up everything to live</strong><br><br>Her breathing had returned to normal as he began speaking to her. He made promises she never expected to hear. He wanted more, would give her freedom, well a fair amount. All she had to do was obey him. She had no choice really. Her fate was locked in his hands. Her life would be hell if she refused, Emma learned that earlier. His last line caught her- more pleasure than she thought possible. He was like The Godfather, giving her an offer she couldn't refuse.<br><br>Her hands were released and once more locked onto the belt, after I was properly closed and locked. She wished she could see him, his face, had it softened since they had just coupled? She moaned softly as he gave some final attention to her breasts before telling her he had to prepare her "properly". She was confused and wondered what that meant. Emma prayed it was nothing harsh and demeaning. She didn't know with him though, he was like Jekyll and Hyde. <br><br>Emma shuddered when he told her be would let her live- had he planned on doing away with her I she fought him? She could not think of that now. Now she had to concentrate of getting up. She folded her legs under her, readying to rise. With his help, she slowly rose to her feet. She stood there, knowing he was right in front of her, but she could see nothing, just sense that be was there. It was on to the next phase- whatever that would be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 07:09:27</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Taking Emma to Medical</strong><br><br>Mordecai clipped the leash to her collar. His hand on her forearm to guide her in the dark. He would keep his hand on her to guide her into the light until her eyes adjusted. All the time she would feel his touch. Contact with her flesh. A reminder of how symbiotic their relationship was and would continue to be.<br><br>He walked her up to the hatch. Stopped her and opened it. His hand on her again.<br><br>"Trust me and walk," Mordecai whispered to her.<br><br>It was part of the training. Her total dependence on him for everything. At his whim. For his pleasure. It did not matter if she knew or understood. Only that she obey. <br><br>He walked her out of the Hen House. Down the path past the stable and the Kennel. He took the upper level of the Medical Building. Opened the door. Down the long hallway and turned right at the last door.<br><br>He had a fondness for exam room one. It had the exam table with stirrups. Yes, he was very fond on that room. <br><br>Mordecai brought Emma inside. The door closed by itself. He pressed the button on the wall. Helen would be here soon. <br><br>He patted the exam table. His hand guiding Emma backwards slowly, carefully for her to sit. <br><br>"Once your butts on it I'll help you lay back. Don't worry I'll guide your feet into the stirrups." he told her. <br><br>He'd shave her pussy first. Use a straight edge and let her feel that blade on her flesh. By that time Helen should be there. There were six chips on the counter waiting. Emma would get the first one. <br><br>Drain her bladder. Hydrate her with a tube in her mask. Feed her the same way and fuck her in the dark. He wanted her again already. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 12:24:33</strong>
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				<strong>Emma following Mordecai's lead</strong><br><br>She knew it would take tine for her eyes to adjust, she prepared herself for it. With his and on her, she walked out for the room, eyes closed already. By the time they had made it out of the hen house her eyes had adjusts and she walked with him, quietly softly, never saying a word. <br><br>She glanced at him a few times under the mask, studying him, trying to remember the curves and details of his face. She did it to be able to recall his features in the dark if they made love again in her dark cell. She hadn't paid much attention to her surroundings this time, only looking at him or the ground. <br><br>On e they entered the building, she quivered, it looked like a hospital of sorts. What was he planning for her? She entered the room and it looked like her GYN office. Emma was hesitant, unsure what lay ahead for her. She got herself onto the table and, with his help, scooted back. <br><br>Laying down, her feet were placed in the stirrups, and she stared at the ceiling, pondering what was coming next for her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 13:23:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg4038595#msg4038595">Quote from: lovelygirl on 21-12-2010, 05:36:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Cassie getting an "education"</strong><br><br>She smiled sweet at pie to him, she was so happy be knew she was there for him. That was her place now, to take care of him, comfort him when he needed her. She felt so close to him now, knowing she had purpose with him. She was his baby, and him her protector, it worked, even if her brain was twisted into a pretzel my him.<br><br>She giggled when he said she made a friend. She had felt how hard he was. It was the first time she had ever felt a man's arousal. She blushed a bright pink as her hand remained there. She wasn't sure what to do at all, but for some reason, she liked the idea that she excited him like this. <br><br>Soon Jonesy was touching her nether region. The first man in uncharted territory. Cassie bit her lip and whimpered&nbsp; as he stroked her through her panties. "That feels funny, is it supposed to feel that way?" She was so sweet and naive, she had no idea that in a few days she would want that feeling, would be begging for it, but for now it was all about learning, finding out about her own sexuality and his. <br><br>He made Cassie wet with his ministrations, her head was spinning with the new found feelings he gave her. She was panting lightly when he undid his own pants. When she saw it, he eyes grew wide. He was going to put that it her?&nbsp; I was so big, he would surely rip her in two with that thing. <br><br>Cassie nodded as he told her to get used to it. Her tiny hand wrapped around it. She could feel the heat, feel&nbsp; it twitch and pulse. She was so unsure of herself, it slipped from her hand a few times. "I'm sorry Jonesy, I'm trying," she thought he would get upset with her clumsiness. This was all new to her, she needed a teacher to guide her. She wanted to make him feel good, she really did, it would just take time to perfect a technique with him. But for now, Cassie stroked him lightly, hoping he was enjoying every second.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>“Awww…how could I be mad at my darkly Suzy?” He cooed as he stroked her hair. Quite frankly, things were getting too hot and heavy for the couch, and the bed behind them sat there empty “In fact, honey, why don’t we get up and head to the bed over there. I think after so much pain, you deserve to feel good for a bit. We both do, right?”. He sounded warm…almost loving as he invited her deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole. <br><br>His plan was fairly simple. First he was going to get her nice and wet…maybe even make her cum, and then he was going to put her pussy into traction. It might not had been so bad if he hadn’t had a taste of Doctor Bitch first, but he felt like he had a river of seed in his balls, and her pretty pink pussy was going to have to pay for the sins of others. She’d understand…she may even like it. One could never know. He helped her up and stood himself afterwards. He shaft remained engorged, and the veins it protruded seemed to bring some visual measure to his hunger.<br><br>She could hand job him into tomorrow, and it wouldn’t make a difference. That’s how keyed up he was for sweet heat inside her. Even as he delivered&nbsp; a small kiss along the back of her shoulder, it took all he had to keep from taking her then and there. His patience was surprisingly high, but that was probably because he saw an end in sight. Perhaps, her rear end, who knows. What he did know was that this good little girl was going to need a little convincing to get over to the dark side…and he had his hooks in her just enough…now he had to seal the deal.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 15:21:07</strong>
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				<strong>Cassie (Suzy) with Jonesy - is that I white rabbit I see?</strong><br><br>She tilted he head to him like a little puppy. Yes they both deserved pleasure and happiness. She was so warped, she was actually excited that he was doing all this for her. He would take her innocence and make her a woman- his woman. "Yes we both deserve to feel good. You've been alone too long. You deserve someone who cares for you like I do." <br><br>She stood up and followed him to the bed. She was nervous, how would she compare to others he had? She was a virgin, not experienced at all, he would have to show her, guide her the whole way. She was ready for him though, her body began to cry out for him as she laid on the bed. "Be gentle, I'm still a little nervous." her eyes were so innocent, but her body screamed slut, for him at least. She was ready to give up everything for him. It was for her protection, and his loneliness she was doing this. She dare no tell him the feelings that were growing in her heart for him. No it wasn't time for that. Later maybe but not now. <br><br>She kissed him gently and looked to him, waiting for him to begin his dominance over her, making her believe it was all her idea. "I need you," she whispered and then drew him down to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 21:26:02</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai with Emma&nbsp; waiting for Helen</strong><br><br>Mordecai let her settle on the exam table before he placed restraints on her thighs, legs and ankles. He moved to her side stroking along her leg. The cuffs locked on her chastity belt was next. He used the chain to lift her arms back over her head. His other hand cupping her breasts. <br><br>"Yes, just like that," He said in a deep voice as he locked her chains on the ring. <br><br>Her arms on either side of her mask and stretched so that she arch slightly. Pushed out her breasts for his pleasure. He touched her as his fingers moved all the way down to her chastity belt. Unbuckling it and moving the belt off her so that her belly and her cunt was fully exposed.<br><br>Mordecai came round between her legs and stopped to appraise her. He shook his head and opened her wider by moving the stirrups out until she was completely open. It was then that he reached for the cup with the shaving brush. <br><br>Stirring it rapidly, expertly to lather while she watched. He did not speak but watched her body. Letting her guess what he would do to her. Wanted to do to her. Would do to her often while she lay helpless waiting for him to do this to her needing and hating it.<br><br>With a decent amount of cream on the soft bristles he pressed the along the fur of her mound. Painting her with the shaving cream as if she had a layer of snow on her. He set that thought aside for winter. Or the summer and the snow cone machine he hadn't used in two years. <br><br>The cup on the tray. He removed the razor. The old style. He opened it and reached for the leather strap. Something he would use on her sometime but for now it was to sharpen the razor. So very very sharp. His hand scraping the blade back and forth across the strap until it was ready.<br>His hand on her belly. <br><br>"Don't move." He warned and pressed the sharp edge to her velvet. <br><br>Short strokes. The towel over his shoulder. Wiping the razor on it before moving back to her. Shaving her pussy. Touching. Squeezing. Manipulating her folds. Shaving into her sex. Dipping the blunt end of the instrument into he slit from time to time and stirring. Getting her wet while he shaved her bare, revealing her to the most causal observer. <br><br>He heard the door to the exam room open just as he was finishing. He knew it would be Helen. Her duty to implant the chip into Emma's ovary. Yes. He wanted to watch that procedure as well. <br><br>Mordecai's hand scraping along Emma cunt. "You may now moved your hips if you wish bitch."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 23:17:13</strong>
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				<strong>Emma on the table. </strong><br><br>She felt the restraints go down he leg. She was getting used to him restraining her, she didn't like it, but she was getting used to it. She watched from behind the mask as he moved her hands over her head once again. She heard the click and knew she was locked in place. <br><br>Emma sighed as he ran his fingers down her body, each section begging for his touch. The click and release of the belt, she almost smiled as it came off. It was a relief no to have that thing binding her. She began to gr set once more as he took the stirrups and moved them further apart, exposing her for his viewing. <br><br>She could not see what he was doing, just hearing the clinking of something against glass. Her gaze focused onthe ceiling since the mask gave her little movement for anything. <br><br>She felt a coolness on her pussy as he lathered her up. She knew now what he was&nbsp; about to do. Her body tensed fretting tha he might cut her. She didn't have to be told not to move, she was as still as a statue. she gripped her hands into fists, worried he might nick her, something she prayed wouldn't happen.<br><br>She felt the blade on her skin, and stayed there motionless. Emma felt the cold blade flick back and forth with precision strokes. She barely breathed as he continued to shave her clean. Emma was quite surprised that he didn't nick or cut her at all. Sure once or twice he dipped one end into her sex for good measure, but he was very meticulous when it came to that razor. <br><br>As he finished she sighed, feeling like she could move once more. She figured it was over and he was done, so why wasn't he releasing her? Maybe he would fuck her right there. Then she heard a door open and wondered who was entering now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 16:31:10</strong>
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				<strong>Helen's exam and procedure</strong><br><br>Helen knew she would be expected to carry out an exam on the new toy that Madelaine had bought.&nbsp; She missed nothing.&nbsp; She had already showered, tended the injuries from his attentions.&nbsp; She wondered now if he would want her any now he had a new toy.&nbsp; She hoped maybe she would get some time to herself, but she doubted that, Mordecai wouldnt let her go.&nbsp; He might be distracted by his new toy, but she knew he wouldnt leave her alone for long.<br><br>She wore a knee length white coat, there was a large, colorful bruise across her cheek.&nbsp; Her breasts were bruised and her nipples so very sensitive.&nbsp; It hurt to sit down where her bum was bruised.&nbsp; She knew he had arrived and she made her way to the exam room.&nbsp; She entered the room and closed the door.&nbsp; She stood and watched as he shaved his new toy.&nbsp; A ripple of jealousy rippled through her but she pushed it away.&nbsp; He would enjoy knowing she felt jealous.&nbsp; Her true feelings for him could never be revealed.<br><br>She moved to prepare the instruments she would need.&nbsp; Syringes of antibiotics, some vials to take bloods.&nbsp; She was going to give the toy a complete exam, bloods, checks, a complete check over.&nbsp; She would also implant the chip direct into her ovary, she could do it in one of two ways, one intrusive and painful, the other slightly comfortable and quick.&nbsp; She would see how the rest of the exam went.&nbsp; Right now she was leaning towards hurting the bitch.<br><br>She got out a specumlum, swabs, slides, everything she needed.&nbsp; She had a full lab along the corridor and would do all the work herself. She would do this on all the girls.&nbsp; Probably tomorrow, once they had been here a day or two.&nbsp; She stood watching, waiting.&nbsp; She wouldnt approach until he told her too.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 21:50:56</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Helen and Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai allowed Helen to move about. Get the medical things ready for what he had her for. Her job. The health and well being of his property. All of his property. Even her.<br><br>When she finally finished setting things up in trays and stood waiting. Only then did he call her over to stand in front on him. He turned his back on the bitch in the stirrups. His eyes now on the mark on Helen's cheek as he watched her walk towards him. Wondering how swollen her sex was now. <br><br>His hand went to the second button of her white lab coat. Opening it sliding his hand to her breast. Tugging the nipples as he looked into her eyes. He moved to the other one and gave it a tug rubbing in the pain. Knowing he'd need to let her rest one more day before he used her again. He didn't want to wait but health of them all was his priority. She like everyone else needed a day or so to heal from his attentions. The new one would learn that as well.<br><br>He removed his hand. Buttoned her lab coat and stepped out of her way to watch.<br><br>"You may begin. And spare nothing. I want it all done as though I were doing it to you," Mordecai instructed then found the extra stool and had a sit down.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 23:32:08</strong>
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				<strong>Emma on the table</strong><br><br>She couldn't see a thing. The mask was too heavy for her to move her head back and forth. She knew some one had entered the room, but she didn't know who. She heardthe clinking and clanking of medical devices being moved and arranged. <br><br>Shebhad no idea the antics that were going on between the two, nor did she need to. She didn't realize that sue had made the person jealous that had entered, would they exact revenge on her even if she was the innocent victim in all of this?<br><br>She then heard his voice once more. She tensed, his words dark once more. She closed her eyes praying that whatever this was, would not be painful, she didn't know how much more pain she would be able to endure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 17:47:09</strong>
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				<strong>Helen – starting the exam</strong><br><br>Helen stood before him, her true feelings for him buried deep as she looked into his eyes.&nbsp; She dropped her gaze after a moment or two, she couldn't hold his gaze for long.&nbsp; He reached out and unbuttoned her coat, she winced as he gripped her nipples, the pain fizzing through her, sending a wave of lust to her sore, beaten, swollen sex.&nbsp; He had used her hard last night, she had been so very abused.&nbsp; And cum so hard for him...when he allowed her.<br><br>Her breasts were throbbing for him, but she knew she couldn't handle his needs in the tender condition she as.&nbsp; Her heart ached for him.&nbsp; Her love was so deeply buried, she struggled with her feelings as he closed her coat and she turned to the woman in stirrups.<br><br>“I'm going to carry out a full medical exam on you.&nbsp; I need to take bloods and give you a cervical smear and full check up.” She told her, reaching for her stethoscope and listening to her heart.&nbsp; She moved through the stages quickly and efficiently, taking blood, checking, asking questions.&nbsp; <br><br>Moving between her legs she hooked a wheeled stool and sat.&nbsp; She started the pelvic exam by gently running her hands over her belly, pressing, touching.&nbsp; She ran her fingers over her arse, lubing them and then pressing them in.&nbsp; She was tight, she managed to get one in, she was very tight and Helen fucked her arse a couple of times before removing it.&nbsp; She removed her gloves and put on new ones.&nbsp; Then she lube her fingers and moved to Emma's cunt.&nbsp; <br><br>Running her fingers over the outer lips she slowly worked in two fingers, fucking her gently.&nbsp; She pushed in another, and then a fourth, the woman was very tight.&nbsp; “She has a nice tight arse and cunt Master” she said over her shoulder, “you'll need to stretch her ass when you take her there, she'll tear otherwise” she knew his tastes and didn't want to be stitching the woman up after.<br><br>She then removed her hand, liking how wet Emma got.&nbsp; A speculum was next, cold steel pushed into her cunt and then opened.&nbsp; Helen took a swab and then examined her cervix.&nbsp; All looked good.<br><br>She had one more thing to do.&nbsp; She could hurt her, she wanted to hurt her, but Helen was still a Doctor.&nbsp; She had sworn to not cause pain to others.&nbsp; So she removed the speculum and let her cunt relax.&nbsp; <br><br>“I am going to use a Ultrasound on you to pinpoint your right ovary.&nbsp; I am going to then insert a chip into you.&nbsp; You are Master's property.&nbsp; You will always be his” she was stern with her warning.&nbsp; All the pets and slaves had these insert.&nbsp; All except Helen.&nbsp; She would never run from him.&nbsp; She loved him. He caused her such pain but the vicious, evil, perverted animal was the only man she had ever loved.&nbsp; Without him her life meant nothing.<br><br>She reached for the scanning pad and squirted jelly over Emma's belly, then she used the ultrasound to find the ovary.&nbsp; The needle was thicker than a normal syringe, “this will hurt a bit, but it wont be for long” she warned Emma, picking up the syringe and knowing Mordecai was enjoying this, he liked this bit.&nbsp; It hurt badly, but she didn't tell them that.<br><br>She found the ovary and then pushed the needle into the woman, she ignored the cries as she sunk it into her ovary and inserted the GPS chip.&nbsp; Then she removed the needle and placed a small plaster over the site.&nbsp; She rubbed the woman's cunt a few times, “good girl” she said, then looked at Mordecai.<br><br>“I have a new toy Master, I could try it on her and reward her” she said, knowing sometimes he let her fuck the girls.&nbsp; Her latest toy was a thick, nobbly vibrator that was incredibly powerful.&nbsp; She wondered if it was as powerful as she hoped it might be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 20:22:55</strong>
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				<strong>Emma getting screwed, I mean checked over by Helen</strong><br><br>Emma lay there still as the woman told her she would give her a full exam. Ok most of that made sense, they had to know if she was healthy right? Soon the exam was under way and Emma only winced when the woman took the blood samples. She hated that part and kept her eyes closed through it.<br><br>Soon she heard a stool being saved over. Emma grunted as she felt a finger in her bum. This woman was being thorough in her exam, maybe too much so as she went in and out of Emma's tight hole. This woman was enjoying her job a little too much.<br><br>About a minute later, same thing, but in Emma's pussy. Emma got so wet, even though is was a woman, Emma was definitely dripping over the fingers of the woman. Emma sighed in relief as the fingers were withdrawn, happy she didn't cum for the woman. <br><br>Next came <em>That</em> thing, god she hated feeling like she was spread open to the world. The swab tickled, and soon the pressure was released in her wet walls. Emma didn't like the comments the woman had made about stretching Emma, but she brushed them aside, knowing in part that she was right. <br><br>She listened to the woman about the ultrasound, and wondered why the devil hey would be checking that intensely. Emma just lay there as he cold jelly got spread on her. Hopefully it wouldn't take too much longer.<br><br><br><em>It will only hurt a bit...</em> As the syringe went in, Emma screamed loudly, almost making both of them deaf. It hurt like nothing she had ever felt. What was it about the people here and pain! Emma tried so hard to work through the pain, but she felt like she wanted to pass out. <br><br>Soon everything was one and Emma lay there whimpering, still hurting, wondering what she had done so horrible in life to deserve all that she was going through now. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 21:25:42</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Emma and Helen</strong><br><br>Mordecai found it hard to sit on the stool during the exam. Instruments stroking in and out of his bitch. Fingers proding. Probing. It was almost too much. Her screams of pain so intoxication his hand was on his pants adjust his growing muscle. Helen's magnanimous offer. How could her refuse.<br><br>He rose from the stool and stood by the bitch's side. His hand covering her breast. He pinched and rolled her nipple.<br><br>"Yes, let's have a look at the new toy," Mordecai told the doctor, "She has firm ripe breasts, doesn't she.&nbsp; Ripe enough for milking. Not a lot. Just the morning. A single thirst. Is that possible. Just the morning?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 21:39:28</strong>
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				<strong>Helen with Master &amp; the new bitch</strong><br><br>She watched as he touched the toy, a pang of sympathy fro the girl, but it didn't last long before it turned to jealousy.&nbsp; She was pleased when he gave her permission to try the new toy out.&nbsp; She moved to the nearby drawer and opened it, removing a long, but strangely twisted piece of metal and plastic.&nbsp; <br><br>"Its a new design, it adjusts itself to fit the cunt its in and presses against the G-spot.&nbsp; It can even open a cervix" she told him, it wasn't a toy available to the public, this could be used for intense pleasure.....or unbearable pain.<br><br>"I was sent it from the Hallabi Brothers" he would know then exactly what sort of toy it was.&nbsp; "It is remote control and can be locked into the cunt.&nbsp; It has the capacity to drive the vict..I mean woman crazy with pleasure or pain" she told him.&nbsp; The toy was about 10 inches long, and a good 2 inches thick.&nbsp; It seemed to writhe in her grasp.&nbsp; "Its new technology" she told him, "see the beck like thing at the end, that will force is way into the neck of the cervix if it is pressed against it for a minute or two.&nbsp; It even develops a knot like a dogs cock so it cant be removed" she knew he would love it.<br><br>"I have two they sell at $3000 each" she informed him, passing him a complex remote.&nbsp; "As for the lactation thing I have a new experimental drug, if she is injected every evening direct into each nipple it will stimulate the breasts to produce milk for the next 8 hours.&nbsp; It hurts as you have to inject it directly through the nipple, but I don't think you will worry about that" she said, her eyes on the woman on the table.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 22:43:40</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Helen and Emma</strong><br><br>He recognized the name immediately. The cost was minimum compared to the 1.3 million that had been taken from him recently. It still pissed him off and he wasn't thinking about this bitch when she explained all it could do. He was thinking about Madeline.<br><br>"On second thought, we'll hold off on the demonstration. I have someone else to use it on who's been a very very bad girl." Mordecai remarked.<br><br>"Show me how to inject her, then watch while I drain her bladder and tube feed her water and that liquid. She has to earn everything." Mordecai told Helen.<br><br>He was going to fuck this bitch in isolation again. Then test the new toy on Madeline before fucking her in the morning if she promised to be good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 00:00:31</strong>
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				<strong>Helen with Mordecai and his new bitch</strong><br><br>Helen replaced the dildo in its sleek velvet lined case and handed it to her Master.&nbsp; "I have the drug int he fridge next door, let me pop into the lab and fetch it" she said to him, nipping into the lab and opening the fridge, selecting a small bottle of a blue color liquid.&nbsp; It was one of many experiemental drugs Helen was sent.&nbsp; She had a quietly sadistic side and enjoyed watching the effects of the drugs.&nbsp; <br><br>She returned and selected two small, fine needled syringes and then filled them with a small amount of the solution.&nbsp; "The exact dosage is pretty much guess work to begin with" she told him, placing the two syringes on a tray.&nbsp; "I can also hook her up to a drip if you wanted to feed her that way, or an NG tube?" she said, stroking the woman's breasts, making the nipples hard.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 01:58:54</strong>
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				<strong>Emma with Helen and Mordecai</strong><br><br>Still reeling from the syringe, Emma tried to take in what they were saying. They spoke like she wasn't even in the room. Like she was a cadaver lying there, with no knowledge of what they were saying. <br><br>When the woman spoke about the toy, and how it functioned, Emma's eyes grew wide, no way were they going to use that on her. It sounded like a torture device, and she had enough of those. Christ where did these people get these things? Was this some type of sexual torture farm? <br><br>When the conversation switched to lactation, well Emma knew she was safe. She wasn't pregnant, so no chance of that. Until she heard the doctor or whatever she was speak of some drug that could be injected. Was she kidding? And he was agreeing to it? He eyes grew wide, ready to freak out. She knew if they injected into her nipples it was going to painful. Obviously a main theme at this place. <br><br>Sponsor felt hands on her breasts after the woman had returned with some bottles. Emma's nipples immediately go hard as rocks and was ready for that horrible stuff they would put in her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 06:08:44</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~With Emma and Helen</strong><br><br>Mordecai listened to Helen. He trusted her medical judgment. She had shown surprising good sense once she had been sufficiently broken. There was that about her that had always aroused him. Still aroused him. He wanted her but not at the cost of several days without her. <br><br>He watcher her manipulated a nipple. Roughing it to perk. "Yes, inject her with the drug. His hand casually brushing the prone woman's open sex. <br><br>"Can you slide an NG tube down her nose thru one of the holes in her mask? I don't want to remove it since she hasn't earned that freedom yet. I thought there might be enough room but I wasn't willing to try it. You've got the touch. So run an NG down her nostril and into her stomach."<br><br>"She's in isolation until she learns her place and shows some manners. If she had the NG I could hang a feeding container from one of the rings on the wall of her new home. Much better than running a line in a vein." <br><br>Then he bent down and pressed his mouth against her cunt. His tongue stirring her heat. Lathering her folds and warming her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 07:24:40</strong>
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				<strong>Emma, put in a what?</strong><br><br>Emma cooed softly as he played with her alread wet sex, she was enjoying it until he mentioned the tube. She knew what it was. An aunt of hers had one when shewas in the hospital. Emma nearly threw up herself&nbsp; when she saw her aunt with one, now he wanted to put one in her?"<br><br>A tiny whimper came from behind the mask. "Please don't I'll be good, I promise. I'll listen, just not the tube. I'm begging you, anything but that." Tears formed in her eyes. Even as he dove into her sex with his mouth, she could not bear the thought of that tube being inserted into her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 23:42:33</strong>
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				<strong>Helen with Mordecai and Emma</strong><br><br>Helen nodded at his instructions, she made sure the girl's nipple was hard then she wiped it with an antiseptic wipe.&nbsp; She picked up the syringe and without any thought for Emma pushed it into her nipple, down into the flesh of her breast and pushed the fluid through.&nbsp; She removed the syringe and massaged the breast, working the drug through the various glands in the breast.&nbsp; Then she repeated the procedure on the other side.&nbsp; <br><br>"I don't know how much drug is needed, we will have to adjust the dosage depending on the amount she produces in the morning.&nbsp; Helen ignored the girl, she was just another to be worked on, she had no time to think about what she was doing to her.<br><br>"I will fed a tube down, she will need to be fed through it three times a day.&nbsp; I have some bottles of nutrient solution, enough for a week or two at least" she told him, removing the gloves, washing her hands and thoroughly drying them before she pulled on a new pair and began to gather what she needed to put the NG tube down.&nbsp; It wasn't a nice procedure, but it was his order, and she was not about to go against him.<br><br>She got out a sterile tube, tape, and then returned, speaking to Emma for the first time, "this isn't pleasant, but its going down.&nbsp; Now you can help by not fighting me, or you can fight and I will strap your head in place and force it down.&nbsp; Dint think I wont!&nbsp; Master wants this in you and I do as my Master says" she told Emma, looking through the eye slits at the girl.<br><br>She returned to the tray and unwrapped the tube.&nbsp; She then carried out the procedure, feeding the tube down her nose, the back of her throat and into her stomach, she asked her to swallow and in a few seconds the tube was taped into place, the end secure to the mask.&nbsp; <br><br>"Did you want her to get pregnant?&nbsp; Or do you want me to give her some contraceptives?" she asked him, "later of course we can always carry out a hysterectomy, but I know there is a demand for babies on the black market.&nbsp; It was done here a lot, they had 6 breeders who were kept pregnant.&nbsp; Nine months a year they were knocked up.&nbsp; Three months to rest then a night or two with some guy.&nbsp; If that didn't work Helen artificially inseminated them.&nbsp; They charged up to $200 000 for a kid.&nbsp; Some folks were desperate enough, and they didn't ask questions...breeders didn't last long.&nbsp; They usually ended up in Mexican brothels.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 00:38:13</strong>
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				<strong>Emma losing all dignity</strong><br><br>She screamed out loud as the needle pierced her breast. She felt like the whole world was coming crashing down. She felt the drug working through her, it was warm and she felt it fill her breast. She screamed just as loud for the second one, gritting her teeth and bucking. Sure he was still licking at her sex, but that did nothing to ease the pain from the needle. <br><br>What was it about the women in this place, did they all have it out for her? Christ they were more sadistic as she went along. She saw the look in the woman's eyes, she was liking this, putting Emma through this pain. Why? What had she done so wrong to receive this treatment? <br><br>Emma's pleas about the tube just floated in the air like a mist, like she didn't have a say in anything. I guess I was true, whatever he wanted, he got. She knew how painful this would be, how pretty much now, sue would be rendered silent until the tube came out. <br><br>She tensed as the tube began being fed through her nose and down her throat. Tears streamed down her face as the tube caused even more pain. She was in a nightmare of epic proportions. THe tube settled into he stomach and Emma just wept and wept. It was like she was an invalid, she was scared or of her mind and her whole body shook on the table. <br><br>When the woman mentioned pregnancy, Emma's mind raced, no, no she couldn't, sue was too young to worry about a baby. Christ, that would be the icing on the cake, sue would be used up and dumped somewhere, broken and defeated and no one would even care.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 05:41:56</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Helen and Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai stood open mouth panting as he watched the needles inserted and the girl bow and scream. Even thru the mask her cries were delightful. And milk in the morning. Suckling those pretty tits while he fucked her. What could be better.<br><br>He was heating her cunt with his mouth as he gulped air. His attention wasn't to arouse her. If it happened that she was, lucky girl. He ate her because he wanted to eat her pussy. Nothing more. <br><br>The question about pregnancy had him straighten. He frowned and patted Emma's flat belly. <br><br>"Contraceptives. No accidental pregnancy for this girl." Then he slipped the catheter tube into the urethra plug. <br><br>"There just like I promised. Bladder emptying," He said and moved to watch Helen run the NG tube into her nose.<br><br>"Be a good girl and I'll fuck you again in your cell," He promised and roll her sore swollen nipple waiting for her to drain and Helen to chart.<br><br>&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 09:38:53</strong>
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				<strong>Emma, the hideous monster</strong><br><br>She knew she must have looked like one, an iron mask hid he beauty. A tube was hanging out of her nose. She could already feel her breasts start to swell from the drug. She was no longer a girl but Frankenstein's monster. <br><br>She was relieved that he said no pregnancy, one of only a few acts of mercy on her. She could feel her bladder empty as he stood there next to her. He wanted to fuck her again? Looking like this? Well she would be in the dark, what did he care what she looked like. Emma was broken, sunk to the lowest depths of humanity. She felt numb, and no longer like herself. She was merely a shell now, just a toy for him to fuck and control. Emma wondered if the mask would ever come off or if she would have to wear it for tue rest of her time here. Sure "f she was good", was subjective and who knew to what lengths he would push her to now to get what he wanted. <br><br>Emma just closed her eyes, she had given up, and wanted to just curl up and be left alone by the entire world. Her sadness overwhelmed her and now she lay there motionless, waiting to be dragged back to her cell. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 14:45:46</strong>
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				<strong>Helen ~ watching and knowing</strong><br><br>Helen knew the new toys always went through a time of despair.&nbsp; She had herself, infact she frequently did, but she was able to hide how she was feeling.&nbsp; She was able to carry on regardless.&nbsp; She turned from the girl and selected a 3 month contraceptive.&nbsp; The drug was already in a syringe, she simply had to inject it into the patient.&nbsp; She did that quickly, and then looked at Emma, stroking her arm gently, she felt for her.&nbsp; Even though she was here to replace her, she still felt for her.<br><br>Helen turned to Mordecai, and took a breath, "Mordecai" she said in a voice only for him.&nbsp; Rarely she used his name, she usually called him Master.&nbsp; She called him Mordecai if something was really a concern, "she is at that point now.&nbsp; You know the point I mean.&nbsp; She could be remoulded and shaped or you will lose her forever" Helen had seen it before, there were some who just couldnt take this treatment, especially his type of brutality.&nbsp; "Dont make her run away, dont make her turn into a shell" she begged him, if he wanted Emma in her place she would have to make him see the girl could be lost if he didnt give her some hope.<br><br>"Please Master, dont ruin her before she's had a chance to adjust." She begged him, knowing he would be pissed at her.&nbsp; But she could just see the spark fade in Emma's eyes...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 19:39:11</strong>
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				<br><strong>Mordecai ~ with Helen and Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai grunted. It was his response to Helen. She had used his first name. They had been with each other for nine years. She had earned the right to warn him. Whether he liked it or not, he considered what she said.<br><br>The new thang probably wanted to get rid of the urethra plug.&nbsp; There was the mask. The chains. The isolation. Her brand new feeding tube. One thing at a time. Let her feel how hell was really like so when he removed anything or change any little anything she was be ecstatic.<br><br>Eighteen hours ago if he had told her he wanted to watch her pee she would have laughed, slapped him or called the police.&nbsp; Tomorrow, when he told her it would be hard for her to contain her excitement. It would be a privilege for her to pee while he watched. She might possibly be giddy at the thought of such a remarkably simply act and the pleasure it brought him.<br><br>She would learn that the way to get all those nice rewards she had taken for granted was to show some appreciation and some enthusiasm.&nbsp; He didn't want to threaten her. He didn't want to promise her. He didn't want to tell her what would happen if she screwed up.&nbsp; He was showing her what would happen when she displeased him. And she had displeased him today.<br><br>Now she would know first hand. This little taste of hell on earth was meant to brand into her conscious mind every waking minute why pissing him off was a very bad idea. Because actually this was just the first layers of hell. She had only been tossed into the tip of the ice berg. <br><br>&nbsp;It could get worse. He didn't bother to give her worst when he could give her a guided tour with a sampler so she knew he had no qualms about cutting loose and getting very very depraved for a very very long time and enjoying it. <br><br>Then there was Helen. Mothering annoyed him but it looked cute on Helen. He enjoyed those wary eyes of concern looking up at him as she used his first name.&nbsp; Nothing like sex with her. Sex with her was screaming hot.&nbsp; He just had to back off for a few days. They had gotten a carried away this time.<br><br>He had watched her on video doting over the swollen tummies. Delivering some lucky adopting couples first child. The glow on her cheeks as she held the squalling blanket. There was something else about her now.&nbsp; The soft look in her eyes and how she came to him even hotter afterwards. He'd probably have to get around to that too. But not today. Today he had things to do and people to train and punish.<br><br>So Mordecai waved a hand to Helen, "Are you done?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 19:55:06</strong>
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				<strong>Helen ~ a pange of sadness</strong><br><br>She knew how his mind worked.&nbsp; She knew when he listened, but ignored.&nbsp; She nodded and stepped back, collecting up the things she had used and left him with her replacement.&nbsp; He didnt see the tears that cascaded down her cheeks.&nbsp; He didnt see the pain and hurt that shown in her eyes.&nbsp; Nine years she ahd given him, she had always known he would throw her aside when he found a newer, younger model.&nbsp; And it looked as if that time was fast approaching.<br><br>She closed the door of the exam room and headed to the general work room.&nbsp; She threw away the sharps and things.&nbsp; The other stuff she put into the steriliser.&nbsp; She placed her hands on the counter, letting her head fall forward.&nbsp; She hurt, not just from his rejection and replacement of her, but also from the treatment she received from him last night.&nbsp; <br><br>After she cleared up she went to her private room and laid on the bed, she rolled onto her side and softly cried.&nbsp; Her time was nearly up.&nbsp; He had found a new toy.&nbsp; She coudlnt see him wanting her anymore....<br><br>And he wouldnt even tell her.&nbsp; He would just ignore her and move on, leaving her heartbroken.&nbsp; WIthout him in her life there was no meaning, no reason to carry on.&nbsp; He was brutal, sadistic, evil and at times she hated him.&nbsp; But she loved him so much, she always had...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 20:11:39</strong>
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				<strong>Emma seeing the pain in Helen</strong><br><br>Emma had a glimmer of hope when the woman told Mordecai that Emma should have a respite, something not to break her spirit so quickly. Did she actually care how Emma felt? Then she saw it, the woman had a thing for or with Mordecai. She could see it in her eyes. It was a woman in love, one that felt like she was losing her lover. <br><br>That hope was dashed when Mordecai all but ignored the woman's suggestions. He was hard and cold, not nice to either of them. She felt sorry for the woman, trying to connect with her in the pain. She watched as the woman gathered her things and left. Emma closed her eyes once more, she couldn't look at him. He caused her all this pain. She felt sick to her stomach from all the pain, and just wanted to to go lay in the darkness, alone away from everyone now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 09:21:34</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma as Helen left<br><br>Mordecai saw. He wondered if it was the full moon again. He'd see to her once the bruising went away. Tomorrow probably. He'd have to be a little more careful. String it along a little more rather than do more. He shrugged. <br><br>His attention to his trainee. She was ready to move. He reattached her chastity belt to her waist. Then between her legs snugly. Her arms were next. Down from her head to her chastity belt. He couldn't help but mouth both nipples briefly.<br>He released the chain of her helmet. Then the restraints along her legs. When she no longer wore anything to held her to the exam table he stood between her legs and bent over her.<br><br>"If you want that urethra plug out you'll do exactly what I tell you to do tomorrow." He told her.<br><br>"You can dream about it tonight. what it's gonna feel like to pee by yourself while I watch. What that might be like. Whether you want it or not."<br><br>"All you have to do is what I tell you," He told her. "That's all you have to do to enjoy freedom. Know what your suppose to do and do it."<br><br>"We'll start tomorrow. Tonight you can rest," He said and took her by the shoulders and brought her up to a sitting position.<br><br>Mordecai let her get her balance. When he thought her head has stopped swimming he clipped the leash on her collar and brought her feet to the floor. he held her there until she seemed certain of her footing.<br><br>"Ready?" He asked waiting for her to nod yes or shake her mask no.<br></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 14:08:20</strong>
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				Emma getting ready to be moved<br><br>She felt the chastity belt click into place. she was more than ready to go to her cell. His mouth gently nipped at he breasts as he moved her wrists into position to be attached to the belt. She felt like sne was sub human now, nothing more than a machine actually. <br><br>She listened to him speak, and didn't respond. Sure she wanted the plug out o her, she wanted all of this of her. She could not imagine why on gods green earth he got off on watching her pee, it was definitely odd, but then there was nothing normal about him. <br><br>As he lifted her to sit, she could feel the tenderness in her breasts as she moved. The drug was working just fine, she would be lactating by morning. She nodded "yes", she was ready to leave, sne wanted to leave amd be alone. She never looked at him, but averted her eyes at every chance. She was ready to go back, be alone and not be around anyone the way she looked. The darkness is where sne belonged so no one could see how hideous she had become. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 00:49:01</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma walking her back to number 4</strong><br><br>The nod was all he was waiting for. Mordecai turned and stepped off. It wasn't that he didn't have any feelings. It was that all his feelings ran along a vein of behavior that people discovered in a Stephen King novel. His kind of person really did exist beyond 'the end'. And it was him.<br><br>Unlucky people like Helen and Emma sometimes came in contact with him. And what made it worse was Mordecai was not a serial killer. <br><br>He didn't have bodies stuffed everywhere, although there was the occasional accident but that was purely an accident. Mordecai didn't play with something once then dig a hole or buy goulashes and a 50lb bag of concrete then drive to a dam.&nbsp; People like Helen and Emma weren't that lucky.<br><br>&nbsp;Mordecai enjoyed stuffing people into his collar and training them to follow his orders, because unlike serial killers, Mordecai actually had a plan beyond taking someone. It was only when errant and careening comets like Madeline came along and messed up everything he had spent a lot of time properly planning that threw him off balance. <br><br>Mordecai was definitely off his game. He couldn't get some relief enjoying Helen. It was too soon. She had to heal up a bit first. The team had the bitches and Madeline wasn't getting any piece of him until tomorrow, and then only is she apologized and sounded sincere. <br><br>That left Emma for his personal attention. <br><br>Mordecai opened the door of the Hen House and tugged on Emma's chain.&nbsp; Down the wide hallway to number four. He opened it up and motioned Emma to go first as he reached into his jacket pocket for those glasses and closed the door behind him.<br><br>So she could get his undivided attention. "We're going to move against the wall."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 01:06:34</strong>
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				<strong>Emma the long walk back to her cell</strong><br><br>She stayed quiet, walking three paces behind him. She kept her head down, she didn't want anyone to see her like this, a freak, a monster. She shuffled along as he led her back to the hen house in silence. She was scared, worried that he might do more to her. She had been through a lot a lot already with him. She just wanted to go back to the cell, lay on the blanket and curl up, alone. <br><br>He had undone her, smashed her humanity into pieces and left her broken. She never knew that there were people in the world as cruel as he was. Her throat hurt from the tube and her breasts were swelling from the drug. It was a dull ache but an ache none the less. <br><br>She stood there at her door, number four. She just wanted to go inside and be alone. chain her to the floor and leave her. That was not to be as he told her to move to the wall. God was he going to make her sleep standing up? Emma pressed her back to the wall, she was in total darkness with him again. She didn't whimper, she didn't cry, she just waited...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 06:44:07</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma in her cell</strong><br><br>Mordecai hung the chain on the ring. He unleashed her collar. His hand to her NG tube, pressed the tube that held the liquid nourishment into the tube securing it then hung it above her head. <br><br>"Something to fill that tummy," He said released her hands from the front of the chastity belt. <br><br>He could tell there was no fight in her for now. Bringing her hands to her back he cuffed her. She was open to him, exposed again. <br><br>"Spread your legs," he said quietly. <br><br>His hand cupping her breast. Kissing her nipple. The center piece on the chastity belt unlocked. He let it fall down. His fingers moved to cover her sex. Teasing her. Her reward. The feeding, watering and his attention. His undivided attention as she orgasmed with just his touch.<br><br>Mordecai wanted her to crave his hands on her. Get her addicted to him. The dark would be his ally. The feeding. His own touch. Her body. He would turn everything available to his weapon. She wouldn't care as long as he touched her. She would need his touch and his use of her no matter what else he did before that. <br><br>"Yes... move those hips... " Mordecai whispered.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 08:01:03</strong>
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				<strong>Emma in the dark with Mordecai</strong><br><br>Emma felt the collar release, she was surprised and confused that he would take it off her. That was until she felt the liquid fill her belly. She wanted to cry but the tears didn't come. She was all cried out.&nbsp; She felt so degraded, so humiliated that she was to be fed this way. No person should be meant to be treated this way. <br><br>Her hands went behind her and her breasts were pushed forward in his hands. She slowly spread her legs apart as instructed, she would not disobey him, not now, not ever again. She was reduced to his personal sex toy, and she knew she would never see the light of day without doing just as he told her to.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt his hand touch her breast as his lips gently kissed it. She felt the belt release and drop. No he couldn't, not with the tube in her throat. It would hurt to moan, to react. She wouldn't even be able to beg him to cum. It was such cruel and unusual punishment for one person. <br><br>She tensed as his fingers went to her sex. God he was, he was going to make her cum. Her throat would be sore, hurting,&nbsp; more pain. Her breathing became erratic in the dark. He was manipulating her to orgasm, trying to get her to release. She knew with that very release would come more pain. <br><br>She rocked her hips slowly against his fingers as he instructed. She tried hard to stifle her moans, but they came out more like croaks against the tube. Emma could not bear it, denying her release would show more mercy than making her go to full climax. She held tight, She tried not to get herself to the point of no return, but it was getting to lat for that. She was dripping wet and she was no on the verge of another orgasm. She braced herself for the worst, knowing how bad her throat and neck would hurt if she tried to push forth any more moans or screams. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 00:12:15</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai could feel the dampness. The soaping wet over his fingers. He pressed two fingers into her. A rhythm she had not been able to resist earlier. He watched her shoulder rise and fall quickly. She twisted her melon against his face as he swallowed and chew her nipples. His body pressing her hips to the wall. <br><br>Mordecai wanted her to cum. No excuse. No denial. Orgasm on his terms. That was the ownership part. His choices. His desires for her. Pushing her to the edge and then further. Wanting to toss her into the heat of her climax.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 00:35:57</strong>
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				<strong>Emma nearing climax</strong><br><br>She nearly lost it as he pressed two fingers into her wet sex. She wanted to moan to let him knew the pleasure she felt, but only squeaks and croaks came out. Her throat hurt bad. Between his fingers and his mouth, she didn't know which outweighed the other, the pleasure or the pain. Poor Emma was right there, teetering on the edge of climax. He had not given the command to cum and her body tensed. She held back, she knew to listen for his voice, not to let go until he told her to. She bit her lip and held tight until she heard that voice in the dark telling her to cum for him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 10:47:50</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>The tension in her body could have launched a space ship. She was dripping down to his elbow. Squirming at every turn. <br><br>Mordecai watched. He wanted. He knew. And she held. Against every force of nature she waited. Defied everything to surrender to him. <br><br>Not even Mordecai could resist such an act of devotion and duty. He lifted from her nipple and spoke against the lips of her mask.<br><br>"Cum, bitch."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 13:50:10</strong>
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				<strong>Emma finally releasing </strong><br><br>She had nearly held her breath for half a minute trying to wait for his command. She didn't think she could take much more, then he spoke. She felt his breath through the mask and she let her body go. If the tube wasn't in her throat she would have screamed out in pleasure, but only a small squeak left the mask. Emma flooded the floor, it dripped all the way down his arm and pooled right under them. <br><br>Her body slowly calmed her breathing returning to normal. He was so close, I she didn't have the damn tube and mask, she would have thanked him and kissed him. But that was not to be. Now Emma just stood there, trembling against the wall, exhausted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 20:44:03</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>"Yesssss," Mordecai hissed. <br><br>Slowly Mordecai moved from her breasts. His hands over her head removing the tube of fluid. Repositioned the chastity belt in place. Brought her hands to the front of the belt again and locked her in place. He unlocked her leash from the ring on the wall. The chain came to rest against her body. His hands on her trembling forearms.<br><br>"I have you, melt," He whispered as he collected her in his arms and brought her gently to the blanket. <br><br>It was her blanket on the floor. He placed her there once again. The chain of her mask once again on the ring of the floor. He cupped her breast one last time then covered her in the second blanket. She had earned it. Her obedience pleased him.<br><br>Mordecai was stone cold hard when he left Emma. Every step was a throbbing reminder he didn't fuck her. The hatch of isolation number 4 creaked closed and locked with an echoing cha chunk. <br><br>Helen was out of commission for the moment. Then he smiled. Turning to the main house he let the idea churn like an automatic dough kneader.&nbsp; There was on person in that house who was still just hanging around he could torment. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 20:54:35</strong>
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				<strong>Emma being released by Mordecai</strong><br><br>She felt the&nbsp; belt click closed, then her arms were moved back to the belt. Bound once again to herself. She was tired. It had been a long trying day for her. She heard the click of the leash and felt the chain on her cool body. She didn't have to be told twice to melt. Her legs went to jelly as he scooped her up and carried her to the blanket. <br><br>He placed her gently and she appreciated that, he was being kind once more and Emma felt comfort as the mask was chained to the floor. She sighed softly as she felt his hand before he covered her. As the door creaked closed, so did her eyes. Her throat was throbbing in pain, but she was so exhausted, she let sleep overtake her. Her mind was blank as she drifted off, just there alone in the darkness, Emma would sleep until he came back and woke her once more.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 01:03:57</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Calling on the Team</strong><br><br>Mordecai was on his way to the main house with a boner from hell. He was thinking about giving and getting. The Bank job went well but now what? That's when it hit him.&nbsp; <br><br>The bitches were nice for a while but he wanted more out of them. They needed to earn their keep. And what could be better than if the guys broke 'em so they would do exactly what they were told. How cool would it be for Princess, the bank manager, Suz Q the teller and T tot-in Toni to pull off an all girl Heist?<br><br>How fucking beautiful would that be. The guys would be right there callin the shots and the bitches would be taking all the risks.&nbsp; If the girls got caught... Bank Heist mystery solved. The News would say it was an inside job and lock them up for years in a rehabilitation center.&nbsp; The same kind of center that Mordecai with the help of Dr. Helen had applied to become. <br><br>How fucking cool was that?&nbsp; Get 'em takin down jobs and if they get caught the cops bring their dumb asses home!!&nbsp; <br><br>SWEET!!<br><br>Mordecai turned around and headed back to the Hen House. It was time to talk with Frank. See how he and the other two guys felt about it. Although the bitches were ranch property they really were getting along nicely with the Team.<br><br>Mordecai hated to bother the Team hard at work but this was important. He wondered who he would see first.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 03:38:27</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy - back in her cage</strong><br><br>The phone ringing was like a call from salvation!! Maddy moaned softly as the Rev walked away from her, listening to the speaker.&nbsp; He didn't look happy.&nbsp; He spoke curtly, one or two words at a time, moving round and untying her.&nbsp; He continued to talk as he lead her back to the cage, he was preoccupied as he didn't even bother to make her crawl.&nbsp; Just as well really considering how ill she was feeling.&nbsp; She was actually pleased to see the cage.&nbsp; It looked welcoming..Safe...<br><br>She crawled in, almost collapsing, the burns on the souls of her feet were throbbing, her head was pounding, she felt sick and all she wanted to do was sleep.&nbsp; She heard him say he would leave immediately.&nbsp; He slammed the cage door closed and locked it, then without even looking at her he was gone.&nbsp; Maddy had never been so pleased to see the back of someone.<br><br>Well maybe once she had....but that was a long time ago.&nbsp; She laid shivering on the floor of the cage, pale, aching.&nbsp; She hurt all over, Maddy needed attention and it wasn't the sort she had previously received...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 06:12:18</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg4049244#msg4049244">Quote from: lovelygirl on 24-12-2010, 15:21:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Cassie (Suzy) with Jonesy - is that I white rabbit I see?</strong><br><br>She tilted he head to him like a little puppy. Yes they both deserved pleasure and happiness. She was so warped, she was actually excited that he was doing all this for her. He would take her innocence and make her a woman- his woman. "Yes we both deserve to feel good. You've been alone too long. You deserve someone who cares for you like I do." <br><br>She stood up and followed him to the bed. She was nervous, how would she compare to others he had? She was a virgin, not experienced at all, he would have to show her, guide her the whole way. She was ready for him though, her body began to cry out for him as she laid on the bed. "Be gentle, I'm still a little nervous." her eyes were so innocent, but her body screamed slut, for him at least. She was ready to give up everything for him. It was for her protection, and his loneliness she was doing this. She dare no tell him the feelings that were growing in her heart for him. No it wasn't time for that. Later maybe but not now. <br><br>She kissed him gently and looked to him, waiting for him to begin his dominance over her, making her believe it was all her idea. "I need you," she whispered and then drew him down to her.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jonesy descended upon the poor unsuspecting doe that was his little Suzy Q and eased her legs apart with his body. When she whispered that she needed him, he smiled and nuzzled her slowly “Then you’re going to need to relax…this might hurt at first”. He was going to stretch her newly minted pussy something fierce, and he didn’t want her having second thoughts until it was too late. <br><br>With the practice of a patient man, he pushed the engorged head of his cock against her sex, and then pushed ever so slowly. It was more for his benefit than hers. Forcing her harder might actually make things better, and that just wasn’t his style. The slow sink into her tight little cunt would be the best part of the ride for the first round…there was just something about the feel of making a woman adapt to his needs…physically…mentally, that just seemed to make the end result worthwhile.<br><br>She was going to be his sweet little fuck toy, and he would twist her love for him in new ways. Where he could not stretch her hot little box, he would force it on her mind, to the point where he wouldn’t have to reason with her…to the point where she lost herself to him. To the point where he truly owned her. <br><br>And it started here, with his own little invasion. Inch, by delicious inch.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 07:53:29</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ The Hen House</strong><br><br>How many trips was he gonna make here today. He shrugged as he opened the door again. The line of cages on either side. His head turned to see into the one cage door that was shut. <br><br>It brought him to an abrupt stop.&nbsp; Mordecai stood for a moment looking curiously at the bitch in the corner. A bit of curling and weeping was expected. This was training in the raw. Still there was something odd about the way she held herself, something that look somewhat more unhealthy than was productive.<br><br>The Rev was sent off on an important scouting job so when Mordecai pulled out his cell he had someone else in mind. <br><br>“Yoatz, where are you now?” Mordecai asked as he looked in the cage. “Good, let Leroy brush Duffy down. Come up to the Hen House. Take the bitch in cage 4 to Helen.”<br><br>There was no good bye. Mordecai simply closed the cell. That business seen to it was time to give someone a shout. He was looking for Frank but was hoping to run into anyone.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 14:40:37</strong>
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				<strong>Cassie with Jonesy</strong><br><br>As he parted her legs, she signed. She had always wanted her first time to be with someone sne loved and it looked like she was getting her wish. "Ok I'll relax, just be careful." Cassie let her body sink into the bed as she felt the head of his cock press against her sex. She inhaled as she felt him slide slowly into her. God it felt so good to have him enter her body, that her walls were practically sucking him in.<br><br>Cassie moaned as he filled her, god he was thick and he began to rub spots that made her moan for him. "Oh god Jonesy, yes, that feels so good. I want you so much, don't stop." He was bringing her such pleasure, but hadn't broke through her barrier yet, that's when the pain would come for sure. Still, she was quickly descending into being his wanton slut, the one woman that would bed him to fuck her over and over at his will. It was for her protection after all. Didn't want the big bad men to get to her. <br><br>Her hips rose to draw him in quicker, she no longer wanted to be that sweet innocent girl hebjad captured and taken prisoner, she wanted to be his woman, his lover, his one and only. She was falling for him hard, his little tricks molding her mind to what he wanted. It was so easy, she trusted him at every turn now, his kindness made her believe he was the one for her. Now Cassie was surrendering fully, letting him fuck her, claim her fully as his, amd she loved every second of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 23:15:24</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>It was probably only a virus.&nbsp; maddy had been fighting one off for a while and the events of the past couple of days was enough to make her body succumb to the illness.&nbsp; It wouldn't have been anything to worry about if she was at home.&nbsp; She would have nursed herself, some cold remedies and early nights and she would have been fine.&nbsp; But here, here in this hell she was facing a different illness.<br><br>Aches and pains caused every nerve and fibre to scream out in pain.&nbsp; All Maddy wanted to do was sleep.&nbsp; but she couldn't get comfortable, she was so hot, but at the same time so cold.&nbsp; She was clammy, sweaty and there was a niggly cough that seemed to rattle around her chest.&nbsp; She cowered at the back when Mordecai appeared, but he didn't seem interested in her.&nbsp; Not to hurt her, he called up someone, and then was gone, leaving Maddy to shiver and cling to the thin blanket.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 20:32:06</strong>
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				<br><strong>Tomus Yoatz ~ collecting Maddy</strong><br><br>Tomus Yoatz wasn't directly part of the Operation. He wasn't part of the Team. He wasn't on the side of the ranch that brought in money in the same way that Jesse James had brought in a cash flow.&nbsp; <br><br>Tomus hadn't even gotten arrested. That's not to say he did everything legal. It just meant he wasn't important&nbsp; enough or stupid enough to get in over his head and get caught. Tomus preferred the majority of his efforts to be legal as a screen and the other 65% under the table, as far under the table as China in some cases. <br><br>Right now as he walked from the stables to the Hen House it seemed like he'd be digging his way in that direction shortly. He was the kind of solid criminal all master minds required. No questions. Did the job before him. Didn't get nosey or want to take over. He didn't worry about getting cheated just killed. He was quiet, intelligent enough and did his work so thoroughly it was like he wasn't there most of the time.<br><br>Until now. He opened the door to the Hen House and stepped inside. He looked around to get his bearing. It was a cage he was looking for not a room. The number was four. At the T he turned left and stopped before cage number four.<br><br>Peering inside he made the outline of a lump covered with a blanket. That must be the her, he thought as he unlocked the door. <br><br>People told Yoatz he could be a radio announce on a classical music station. They said he had the voice for it. It was that voice he used to speak to the lump as he stepped inside to fetch her. <br><br>"Easy now," He said unlocking her chain from the ring on the floor. <br><br>He bent to her, without any hesitation he lifted her to his chest as the lump of blanket she was. It was then he felt the heat from her. Nothing a blanket by itself would cause. He hoped she didn't have anything that was catching. It answer the question about why Mordecai chose him instead of the 'chosen'. Well, as long as she didn't give him man flu he didn't give a shit.&nbsp; A jobs a job.&nbsp; <br><br>It was pay by the hour no matter how he spent it. So he stepped out of the cage with her in his arms and headed for the Hen House exit.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 21:05:51</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy ~ with a new trainer</strong><br><br>Maddy groaned as she heard the cage door open.&nbsp; She was lifted out gently, which surprised her, and then held in a pair of strong arms.&nbsp; The voice was different.&nbsp; She coughed, "please...not more pain" she whispered, "no more beatings!"<br><br>Maddy felt so ill.&nbsp; She couldnt keep her eyes open, but she was afraid, she tried to struggle, "please...no..please dont hurt me" she whispered, her voice raw, her throat felt like glass...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 00:03:35</strong>
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				<strong>Tomus ~ with Maddy</strong><br><br>"You're already feeling lousy, what more could I do," Tomus replied as he brought her out into the sun light. <br><br>"Close your eyes," He reminded as the heat of the sun wrapped around him. <br><br>It felt good to be out in the clean air. He always liked that best. Preferred the fresh air of the outdoors to the stuffy inside of a torture room. Kennels were okay but only for containment. Outside was where there was room to breath. <br><br>He walked past the stables with her in his arms. Keeping her close against him and folded enough to keep her and the blanket securely in his grasp. It wasn't a long walk and he guess it was part of the design of the place. <br><br>The door to the clinic opened automatically. He smirked. They had been expected. He kept right on walking. Someone would call out to him and tell him where to take her.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 00:16:28</strong>
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				<strong>Helen with Tomus and Maddy</strong><br><br>With every batch of new arrivals there was always one who came down with something.&nbsp; She had been watching the new arrivals, knowing that the first few days were the worst.&nbsp; She was always prepared, her clinic as well supplied as any small hospital and Helen was as well trained as the best Doctors in those facilities.&nbsp; She was ready.<br><br>She saw him leave the Hen House via the CCTV.&nbsp; She had cameras over the cages and the main entrances in case someone took ill.&nbsp; She had monitors in her small office.&nbsp; She had been watching on and off and was glad to see Tomus summoned, Mordecai was a cold hearted bastard, but he knew to look after the merchandise.&nbsp; Tomus was an enigma to her.&nbsp; He always came across as polite and well educated, but there had to be a cold heart or something in him that interested Mordecai, he didn't employ just anyone.<br><br>She watched as he walked across, opening the door for him.&nbsp; She called out, "in here Mr. Yoatz!!"<br><br>The room was like a private hospital room, a bed, IV stand, monitors, machines.&nbsp; A sink and a private bathroom.&nbsp; There were also chains and restraints.&nbsp; She motioned to the bed.<br><br>"If you could lay her down, I will give her a thorough examination" she said to him.<br><br>Maddy whimpered, muttering something.&nbsp; Helen touched her forehead, the woman was burning up.&nbsp; "Hope you've had your flu shots?" she said to him, thinking she would have to get a batch in and give every one a shot.&nbsp; Hopefully a few days of TLC would have this one back on her feet again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 00:25:52</strong>
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				<br><strong>Cassie and Jonesy sittin’ in the tree, F-U-C-K-I-N-G</strong><br><br>Jonesy was starting to enjoy him before she rose her hips “Oh Suzy Q…baby doll…You’re gonna have to learn to be patient…” he said, before he grabbed her neck and plowed the rest of his cock in her. He pushed until he got it all in, then drew it out to the head to drive it all back in. The neck grab was careful, meant to reign in more than choke. He was going to give her what she wanted, after all. No sense in her trying to leave until then, now was there? Every thrust in her was calculating…every slap of their bodies together meant to describe the depravity of their act, without him saying a word.<br><br>She was going to be his slut, no doubt about it, but the question still remained in regards to just what kind of slut. He leaned down and settled on short quick strokes. He wanted to talk to her for a bit. “Such a naughty little slut…letting me fuck you while you have that crucifix on…tell god what a whore you are. Ask him to forgive you letting me ravage your tight little pussy.” he smiled and stared at her as he picked up the tempo for a bit. He saw her firm young breasts bounce with each administered stroke, and it only made him want her more. He wanted her mind bent to the point where the only reason she got on her knees was to slurp his cock.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 07:24:10</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz~ with Helen and Maddy</strong><br><br>Yeah, that was exactly what he wanted to hear.&nbsp; The Flu. Great. He came in from the horses just to catch a batch of Flu.&nbsp; Terrific.<br><br>“Her nose isn‘t wet. Check her for parvo too,” He replied dryly. <br><br>Yoatz placed the blanket bundle just as Helen... He was sure her name was Helen.&nbsp; Anyway he put the blanket bundle down just where Doc Helen wanted her. <br><br>Flu. He hated sick. Hurt. Broken. Burnt. He could tolerate that. But that other crap that turned a man into a foaming Petri dish experiment gone wrong. Green crap every time he threw up or coughed. The head ache that throbbed everywhere for days. Death looked better and he was always too sick to finish the job. <br><br>&nbsp;He did NOT want anyone to share that with him. Especially when they hadn’t gotten acquainted yet.<br><br>&nbsp;Yoatz scanned the exam shelves. He reached for one of those green masks that covered the nose and mouth, the kinds with the elastic ban that went around the back of the head. <br><br>“Is it too late for this?”<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 13:48:37</strong>
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				<strong>Cassie becoming a slut, er woman</strong><br><br>She would try patience, but be felt so good it was difficult to not want more.&nbsp; As he grabbed her neck and thrust in hard, she felt her barrier break, and a small scream got trapped in her throat, and she gipped the bed. The pain quickly subsided as he began to bring her such pleasure. Her breathing changed to panting, and her body craved every sweet stroke inside of her. "Oh Jonesy, god yes," she whispered as she fell to him fully. She was his slut, his wanton bitch. She never knew she had it in her to be so needy, to crave his body, to want so much from him. <br><br>She shivered as he slowed and spoke in her ear. Cassie would run into a burning building If he asked her to. "Oh god I am such a whore. I need him, forgive me for letting him fuck me and make me feel better than I ever have." She moaned once more, wrapping her arms around him to hold him close to her. Cassie then intertwined one leg around his, feeling so close to him. Their coupling was so primal, he bringing her to the other side of darkness completely. She never saw it coming, all she saw was a man that cared for her, wanted her, amd would protect her from all the evil on the ranch, even though he was a huge part o that evil. Still sir cared for him deeply and knew deep down she could love this man for everything he had done for her. Poor girl had been so twisted by his words and actions, she was part of his world now amd would do anything he asked of her. Cassie was gone, now only Suzy remained, Jonesy's wanton bitch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 18:15:36</strong>
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				<strong>Helen with Tomus and Maddy</strong><br><br>She watched as he placed Maddy on the bed.&nbsp; Moving to her Helen removed the blanket and looked at the woman before her.&nbsp; Her body was a mass of bruises and welts.&nbsp; She had been whipped hard and the damage was colorful and painful.&nbsp; There were a couple of welts that looked angry and very swollen.&nbsp; She glanced across at Mr. Yoatz, knowing better than to laugh as he picked up the mask.&nbsp; <br><br>"It cant help, it depends exactly what it is, I'll know more when I run tests and things" she said to him, "it could be a selection of things,&nbsp; When bodies get scared and stressed they can show so many symptoms." She explained to him, taking her temperature, pulse and making a note of it.<br><br>She placed an IV in her arm, pushing some fluids into her, shock was also a risk factor here, especially for Maddy, she was older, her body not as resilient as the younger women.&nbsp; She then took some bloods.&nbsp; <br><br>"If you want to stay with her you can, but I dont think shes going to be going anywhere for a few days" she told him, "I'll across the hall, I need to<br>start processing these and seeing whats wrong." She said to him, before she left she gave Maddy a hefty shot of antibiotics.<br><br>"If she wakes she can have a sip of water, but thats it.&nbsp; She is off limits for training until I clear her." She told him, leaving the room.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 01:14:37</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Helen and Maddy</strong><br><br>Shit! <br><br>Too late for some protection just like he thought. He shoved his hands in his front pockets and watched Helen work. He watched until he saw her go for the package labeled syringes.&nbsp; He looked at his steel toed boots. The ceiling. Turned around pretending he heard the door open.&nbsp; Looked everywhere but Helen. Specifically, the hand that held the syringe. <br><br>Past experience told him what happened after he had a glanced at that sharp point puncturing flesh, and it wasn't gonna be pretty.&nbsp; He wouldn't remember it. Never did. He'd just open his eyes and be horizontal.&nbsp; Yeah, not good.<br><br>But he did listened to every word she said. He took exception to a few phrases like Helen was saying that he had something to do with those marks on this woman. Which wasn't true.<br><br>&nbsp;He wouldn't have wasted his time whipping her or anything else.&nbsp; There was too many stupid women and too much god forsaken desert to bother with one who wouldn't train for very long. But he didn't say that. He just stood there worried about how sick he might get as he watched Helen walk out to the lab.<br><br>"Okay," He called after her.<br><br>It took him a few minutes to realize he was standing beside Typhoid Mary or whatever the hell her name was as if catching what she was giving out free was inevitable.&nbsp; He took another quick gulping breath and held that one too. Maybe if he didn't inhale too many germs at the same time he'd be okay.<br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 01:56:52</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy felt her head slowly clear as the drugs Helen had given her began to work.&nbsp; Her eyes felt like they had a ton of sand in them and it took rapid blinking to clear before she could see clearly.&nbsp; There was a man standing near her bed, although he gave the distinct impression he would rather be anywhere but there.&nbsp; She coughed a little, fidgetting to get comfortable, her bottom and back were sore and pressing against the pillows.<br><br>"You're a different one" she said in a gravelly voice, her throat felt like she had swallowed some broken glass.&nbsp; "Am I allowed a drink?&nbsp; My throat is raw" she said, coughing again, her head pounding slightly with the movement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 19:25:15</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy </strong><br><br>Yoatz blinked in surprise with the wisping voice and cough from the exam table. He took a step back listening. She wanted a drink. He looked around as he remembered what Helen had said.<br><br>"Yeah, a sip." He said.<br><br>On the move now with a purpose. He stepped to the sink and the dixie cup dispenser. The cup filled half full of water so she didn't spill it. <br><br>&nbsp;He was striding to her, resigned to catch whatever diseases she was carrying. He lifted her head off the table as the cup edge touched her lips.<br><br>"Small sips," He said.<br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 16:50:20</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy smiled at him, watching as he filled the cup from the tap by the sink.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to fight the fatigue and the general feeling of being totally washed out.&nbsp; She sipped the water when he came, lifting her gently.&nbsp; It was delicious, cool and strangely sweet.<br><br>She laid back down afterwards, looking at him, "so who have you pissed off to be stuck with me?" she asked him, licking her lips and watching him closely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 17:28:53</strong>
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				<strong>Frank</strong><br><br>Frank finally released Toni and hefted her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. From the sounds of things, it looked like she needed a little break. That was no problem for him since he wanted to walk around a bit and see how the other bitches were doing. It took him about five minutes to get his bitch chained back up in the big cage. A pat on the ass and a cheap feel and he was back out the door. Whistling as he walked out of the Hen House, he noticed the Boss.<br><br>"Hey, Boss man," he called out. "Been enjoying the bitches today?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 23:20:54</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Frank</strong><br><br>Mordecai turned with a nod at the sound of Frank's voice. <br><br>"Speaking of bitches," Mordecai said as the man stepped to his side.<br><br>He motioned Frank to walk with him. A stroll where they could talk without the annoyance of being over heard.<br><br>"Frank, I'm thinking about opening a new enterprise. It'll be short lived but spectacular."&nbsp; Mordecai began as they walked past the stable.<br><br>"The bitches in our possession are going to rob banks for a few weeks," He announced.<br><br>"Not right away," Mordecai continued. "They'll need trained to be obedient to their handlers and me."<br><br>"Absolutely mindlessly obedient," He let that sink in before he continued.<br><br>"Then we train them to commit a bank heist. Pull off four until the heats on then hide them away and reap off the earnings."<br><br>"What do you think?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 23:21:49</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy</strong><br><br>He crushed the empty dixie cup in his hand and tossed it without looking over his shoulder. It hit the rim of the trash bin, danced along the edge briefly then dropped in.<br>"I'm about to become your brand new best friend," Yoatz told her.<br><br>"You do what I say we'll get along fine. You give me that fucked up cough or any other disease and you'll be on my shit list for a while."<br><br>"I train animals so I know how to make your life more miserable in an ongoing way than even you can imagine," He assured her.<br><br>"I can also make it worth your while to hang around to see what happens next. It's all up to you. I'm just gonna give you what you asked for in spades," He said.<br><br>"Either way you're owned from now on. Better with me than someone else. Start thinkin in those terms and life will get a whole lot easier."<br><br>"Now, what tricks have they already taught you how to do?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 15:40:06</strong>
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				<strong> Jonesy and Cassie</strong><br><br>“Good girl” he cooed, landing a small kiss on her ear before raising himself up again. He roughly took her hips in his hands and bucked hard against her “Now let’s see how much of a mess you can make, Suzy. Let that tight little pussy cum” he growled as he continued to pull her body into his in painfully exquisite collisions. It was getting difficult to refuse the pleasures that such a newly minted pussy could give, let alone fucking a girl that’s had her first taste and was aching for more. He smiled down at her as small trails of sweat flowed from his brow. The bitch was making him work, and he couldn’t ask for anything more.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 16:24:55</strong>
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				<strong>Cassie with Jonesy</strong><br><br>Oh god she wanted that, wanted to cum for him so bad now. She growl made her shudder in delight. His dominance turned her on, made her push herself further. <br><br>She was there, the cusp of climax. "oh Jonesy, oh god, yes!" Suzy's body shook and shivered, her climax bursting forth over his hard shaft. She screamed out in pleasure never knowing just how good he would make her feel. It was incredible, she saw stars and her body rocked with wave after wave of immense pleasure. <br><br>As she began to calm,&nbsp; she looked at him, "Oh thank you Jonesy, that was amazing. I have never felt so good in my life. I am so happy you made me yours." Poor girl, so gone, so warped, and he did it, made her want it and enjoy it. She was completely his now, and his Suzy was not going to leave is side or disobey him ever again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 16:42:45</strong>
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				<strong>Jonesy and Cassie</strong><br><br>Jonesy nodded to her as she came, and could feel every twitch of her body, he was sure she’d drained herself good, but even as she thanked him, he still couldn’t let get off so easily. His cock exited her with an audible pop, the pale skin glistening from her release “ I need you Suzy…Stroke it in your mouth. I want to see you drink from it.” he moved closer and left one leg up on the bed while he stood on the other. He wanted her to get a feel for it first, since it was no fun to fuck her face in the beginning if she was just going to keep gagging! jesus, then he’d never cum.<br><br>“That’s right…sit up and take it…it’s all yours.” he said with a sickeningly sweet smile<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 17:14:16</strong>
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				<strong>Suzy (Cassie) with Jonesy</strong><br><br>She whimpered as he withdrew from her. He had felt so good that she didn't want him leaving her body so quickly. She did smile when he said he needed her, needed her mouth to go around him. <br><br>She looked up and nodded as his glistening cock hung in front of her. "Yes Jonesy, anything for you." Suzy then moved to his cock and wrapped her lips around him, tasting her own nectar. Christ he tasted good. She eagerly began to suck and lick him, tasting every inch she could. She moaned and hummed as she went up and down happy to please her new lover.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 10:46:18</strong>
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				Frank followed the Boss as he reminisced about the artwork he had cut into the bitches' tits. When they got to a quiet spot, the Boss laid out his plan. Frank wasn't much of a thinker at times but he could see a problem right away with what the boss planned to do. Knowing that the big man hated to lose at anything, Frank figured he better tell him right away since the problem he saw would undermine the entire operation. Taking a deep breath, he turned and faced Mordecai.<br><br>"Boss, I see one problem with your idea," he began carefully. "Now, I may not be thinking right but hear me out. You want four cunts to be completely obedient to their handlers and to you. You also want these same four bitches to pull off bank heists. Pulling off bank heists requires the entire crew to think on their feet. Plans never go according to how they are on paper. There is always something that crops up that no one foresaw. I know how to get a bitch to be completely obedient to me but I do it through fear. I don't let them out of my sight for too long or they get ideas and start to rebel. I'm not one to train sluts to love me. Slaves that are completely obedient through fear will not be good slaves to release on their own with a set of instructions. Just my two cents."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 20:26:51</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Frank</strong><br><br>Frank was Mordecai's kind of thinker. It was one of the reasons he wanted Frank on the team. There were others but right now those other reasons didn't count.<br><br>Mordecai mulled over what Frank said. Fear, training and line of sight supervision. Not that the bitches were ready for a job. If their cage door was left open today they'd be gone. Mordecai was sure of that. He was also sure that fear would elicit obedience which was half of the prescription to success. <br><br>So what was the other half of the ingredients.&nbsp; What kept men like Frank pulling jobs for guys like Mordecai in the first place.&nbsp; If Mordecai had an answer to that he'd have the key to the bitches loyalty. <br><br>Mordecai nodded, "Thanks Frank, it's why I asked you. I wanted your two cents."<br><br>"OH, Madeline showed up this morning with a present. It's in isolation. I'm gonna get it hard broke quickly."<br><br>"In the meantime, how about taking your bitch to the clinic and letting Helen look her over," Mordecai requested.<br><br>"And just so you know," Mordecai paused for a moment, "It's payday and there's something extra in it for you. The transfers were completed early this morning."<br><br>"Good job Frank," Mordecai said and meant it. <br><br>"You see which way Jonesy went?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 01:21:25</strong>
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				<strong>Jonesy and Suzy: Bombs bursting in air…</strong><br><br>Jonesy rocked his hips as she drew him in deep. There was just something about a pretty girl’s mouth filled with cock that got him good and ready, and when it happened to be his then it was just icing on the cake! “Stroke it…there ya go…hell yeah!” He growled as he thrust roughly in her mouth and hand. With that delicious inward pull, he felt his seed rise and then fire out wildly, first as a spatter shot, and then in the form of a few ropes of cum fired uncaringly to her face and mouth.<br><br>He was in another world for a few seconds, his eyes trained on the ceiling of the loft they were in. He didn’t even want to speak. Huffing deeply, he finally looked down at the mess he made of his darling Suzy and smiled “Awwww…I got baby batter all over you, sweetheart…Don’t you look the grade A slut. Come with me…I’ll clean you up good.” He said as he tugged her arm a bit. No way was he damaging his new toy right after he finished programming her. Where was the fun in that!?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 04:22:21</strong>
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				<strong>Suzy getting, well, sprayed by Jonesy</strong><br><br>She happily sucked him and let him fuck her mouth. She loved the taste of his rigid cock in her hungry little mouth. She looked at him with innocent eyes, such a contradiction to the act she was performing on him. She felt him tense and tighten, knowing he was getting ready to cum for her. <br><br>As he did, she swallowed some of his seed, the rest being sprayed on her face and chest as he withdrew while he was still cumming. She quickly closed her eyes as he covered her in his seed.&nbsp; Suzy was a bit put off by this, she was not used to getting covered like this. It was obvious on her face that she was a little creeped out by it. <br><br>Even as he joked about it, and offered to clean her up, Suzy wanted to get this off her as soon as possible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 07:29:36</strong>
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				Frank shrugged. Personally, he thought that the Boss' little sister needed to be thrown in with the dogs for a few days. Getting gangbanged by a bunch of dogs would change her attitude. But she wasn't his to deal with so he let it slide. He smiled at the mention of payday and wondered what he could spend his money on. As he walked back to the Hen House, he began making a list.<br><br>"Boss, I haven't a clue where Jonesy is," he called out over his shoulder. "I'll go get my Ginger and take her to the nurse. I think I want to learn how to work metal. Think we can order some blacksmith stuff and set up a forge, boss?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 21:49:18</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Frank</strong><br><br>A forge. It was like a drop of water in a calm lake. The ripples sent shock waves of images in every direction.&nbsp; A thin crease curled Mordecai's lips and he could almost taste the screams of pain that might follow with such a forge.<br><br>"I'll look into it," Mordecai replied. <br><br>The operation was expanding.&nbsp; There was the hire. The one that just got a promotion to Maddy. Frank might meet him at the Clinic. Mordecai pictured the face with the name and came up with Yoatz. He did some smith work here on the brazier. They needed something bigger.<br><br>It was time to check on Madoline. Give Frank a chance to move his Ginger then Mordecai would see to Emma. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 23:30:11</strong>
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				<strong>Helen ~ work never stops</strong><br><br>The door closed softly behind her and Helen leant back against it, pulling the hat from her head and screwing it up into a ball and throwing it in the waste.&nbsp; She still wore scrubs, the pale blue outfit of pants and tunic was standard down in the maternity section.&nbsp; Especially in the Ors.&nbsp; There were three on site, and they could deal with any eventuality, if not there was always a Doctor not far away who could be called in and paid handsomely for silence.<br><br>This time though Helen had handle it, but it hadn't gone well.&nbsp; One of the breeders had died after delivery.&nbsp; She had haemorrhaged badly and she hadnt been able to stop the bleeding.&nbsp; The baby was fine, a fine baby boy weighing in 7 lb 4.&nbsp; He was being cared for by one of the six slaves who had been trained by Helen to look after the breeders and the babies.&nbsp; But losing one was always hard, especially when she was quite new, they had hoped to have her produce for another five years at least.&nbsp; But that was the way it went.&nbsp; She logged the baby's details, he would be with them a few days and then taken to his parents.&nbsp; <br><br>There was a girl due any when, the breeder was in labour, this one the parents were waiting, they had paid a small fortune for her.&nbsp; Her new mother had watched the father rape the breeder.&nbsp; The baby would be raised as theirs and no one would know any difference.&nbsp; Helen had a feeling the baby would come in the next few hours.&nbsp; The new parents were ready and waiting in the Parents suite.&nbsp; The mother in labour strapped to a bed and looked after by the slaves. <br><br>Mordecai would need to know.&nbsp; They still had 10 breeders, three were ready to cover, so he would need to select the men for that unless he had any specials lined up.&nbsp; She jotted the notes down, ready for him, the numbers of the female, and how many babies they had had.&nbsp; Helen remembered them all.&nbsp; She was trusted, she knew everything....she loved him....<br><br>There was a faint murmur of voice from the room where Maddy was, she lifted a syringe, and headed down, she didn't want too much conversation, the woman needed to sleep.&nbsp; She knocked and walked in.<br><br>“Mr Yoatz, hows the patient?” she asked, ignoring Maddy as she studied the readings and stuck the needle in her arm, sending her off to sleep.&nbsp; “She needs rest.&nbsp; I';ll release her to you tomorrow if she is better.” She said, giving him a sad, weary smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 01:22:02</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ watching Maddy and NOT watching the syringe</strong><br><br>The door swing open. He looked elsewhere in the way that a young girl looks everywhere else in a room full of old men in thongs.&nbsp; This was a clinic. The bitch he was to train was laying down wrung out. When a door opens a smart guy who hates needles assumes. This time it was a good call.<br><br>Yoatz just kept looking intensely at Maddy's face as he answered.<br><br>"You interrupted, but she talking. That's a good sign right?" He asked and got out of the way by walking over to the sink and filling up one of those dixie cups full of water.<br><br>&nbsp;He even made a business of taking a drink, A nice long one. Long enough that the syringe was gone by the time he took a few steps to stand at Maddy's feet.<br><br>"Tomorrow, she'll be here until tomorrow," He looked around.<br><br>"So where's my bed? Don't you got a bed round here for me to sleep in," He said.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 19:58:30</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>The cage was a welcome haven after the abuse she had received from Frank.&nbsp; She had crawled into it willingly.&nbsp; Her body was a mess.&nbsp; She was beaten, bruised, bloody.&nbsp; her breasts were swollen, the cuts red and puffy.&nbsp; They were so hot.&nbsp; She curled in the back of the cage, crying softly.&nbsp; She had had such dreams, so many things she wanted to do.&nbsp; but she would now not get to do any of those, she was stuck here.&nbsp; She knew she would never escape.<br><br>She hated the way she changed when she was near the men.&nbsp; She wanted to fight, but something inside her stopped her, self preservation she guessed, do as they say and she wont get hurt.&nbsp; She shivered and trembled, unaware that she would be visiting Helen soon.&nbsp; She needed her attention, she would need a day of care to keep her fit enough for the training.&nbsp; Toni knew this was just the start....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 20:15:15</strong>
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				<strong>Helen with Yoatz</strong><br><br>Helen nodded as she disposed of the needle in the sharps bin.&nbsp; There was an incinerator out the back, <strong>EVERYTHING</strong> was burnt.&nbsp; Literally anything that needed to be got rid of went in the large incinerator.&nbsp; Helen didn't do it, there were three slaves who looked after the generators and other machinery that kept the farm running.&nbsp; Mordecai had spent years on this place.&nbsp; It wasn't all above ground.&nbsp; There was a large development under the buildings, this was where the slaves lived and the main jobs were carried out.<br><br>"I'll get one of the slaves to bring you a bed in" she told him, "I'll be back later" she told him, leaving the room and heading to her office.&nbsp; She had a new course she wanted to attend, she would have to check with Mordecai that she could go.&nbsp; She had also received a shipment of new drugs from one of her 'contacts'.&nbsp; She wasn't sure about them, but she had some test subjects here she tried some drugs out on.&nbsp; They had pens in level 4 with a dozen people taken off the streets.&nbsp; They paid good money for any bought in, especially if they were homeless and had no one looking for them.<br><br>The drugs were meant to quicken healing time.&nbsp; She had tried many over the years, some had nasty side effects.&nbsp; One was amazing, she used it on the girls during training.&nbsp; It seemed to speed up the healing process and that was very helpful in this business.&nbsp; There was one drug that had arrived that was meant to be a truth serum...she was always worried about them but she would let Mordecai know, he might have someone he would want to try it out on.<br><br>The coffee machine bubbled and she poured a cup and returned to her desk, so much to do...<br><br>"Doctor, number 2 is 9 centimeters, she wont be long" a female slave said, wearing the same scrubs as Helen, Helen nodded, "thanks Jane, I'll be right down" she said, needing her coffee first.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 19:26:14</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy ~ waking up a few hours later</strong><br><br>Maddy coughed as she slowly opened her eyes.&nbsp; She blinked, the light in the room was dim and she felt a lot better.&nbsp; She was actually feeling&nbsp; alot more human.&nbsp; It took her a moment or two to remember where she was.&nbsp; She felt a wave of depression descend as she looked around.&nbsp; There was another bed in the room and the new guy was snoring his head off.&nbsp; <br><br>Maddy needed to use the rest room.&nbsp; She sat up and the room spun, she closed her eyes and then slowly stood, the room violently twisted and she fell back with a cry.&nbsp; She couldnt believe how weak she felt.&nbsp; Damn she needed to go, there was no sign of anyone.&nbsp; Just him...<br><br>She took a breath, "hey , hey wake up" she said, watching him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 21:12:53</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy</strong><br><br>It was one of those dreams. The kind that seemed so real. The kind that had all the right stuff. It was like a $50 trip to one of those ritzy steak places where they brought the thigh size meat on skewers from table to table and you ate til you burst. The kind where you moaned it was so good. Like the kids in the wardrobe where you spill out into the wrong place and love it only to spill back into....<br><br>Yoatz jerk awake. His hands on the side of the cot, sitting up right and expecting the dream.&nbsp; <br><br>FUCK!!<br><br>Someone was calling out as he took it all in. The room. Medical. The sink with the small stool size trash bin. The exam bed with.... <br><br>Without his new trainee. Because ole shaky jelly legs with burnt soles was trying lamely to stand beside the damn thing wearing more pins and needles than a sewing pillow.<br><br>"Whateryouthinkin?" Yoatz blurted out knowing she was gonna drop.<br><br>He reached for the closest thing. Trash bin in hand he was at her side in one long stride. His hand gripped her arm as he slammed the trash can against the back of her calves.<br><br>"Sit before you fall down!" Yoatz growled looking around for that stupid call button. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 22:22:36</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy whimpered as Yoatz suddenly sprung forward, making a grab for her.&nbsp; She swayed, her body felt weird, like jelly.&nbsp; Pain erupted where he hit her, she gasped and collapsed back, "I need to go to the bathroom" she said, struggling not to make a right fool of herself and burst into tears.&nbsp; Her feet throbbed, her legs ached, she felt generally awful again.<br><br>"You big oaf, you're as bad as the rest, all I wanted was to go potty, wash and try to make myself feel more human." She said, glaring at him across the bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 04:12:07</strong>
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				Frank took his time getting back to the cage in the Hen House. He actually swung by the main house and grabbed a small bag of chips to snack on. By the time he finally got back to the cage, the bag was empty. His bitch was resting and he smiled. Wrapping his hand around the bag, he blew into the bag until it was full of air. Closing his hand on the bag trapped the air inside. He slapped his hands together and burst the bag. It sounded like a bomb had gone off in the cell.<br><br>"Wakey, wakey, Ginger," he called out. "Boss says it's time for you to visit the nurse. Lucky you. From the looks of things, you'll probably be sequestered away for a day or two. Too bad. I was having so much fun playing with you. No matter since I'll get you back once the nurse says you have recovered enough to play with me again. Let's go."<br><br>Frank unlocked the door and strolled into the cage. He unlocked the chain from Toni's collar and hauled her up over his shoulder. The position probably hurt like hell but she was only going a few hundred yards. His free hand rubbed her ass as he made the trek to the infirmary.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 23:28:13</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni had never felt so stiff and sore as she did as she lay in the cage trying to sleep.&nbsp; She hurt in places she had never known existed.&nbsp; She had just managed to doze off when Frank returned and dragged her from her slumber and out of the relative safety of the cage.&nbsp; She whimpered, fearing where they were going.&nbsp; When he explained she relaxed, she might actually get some sleep and be able to rest for a day or two.&nbsp; She had accepted there was no way out of this, so she was slowly accepting the harsh reality of life here.<br><br>She cried out in pain as she was unceremoniously slung over his shoudler and carried like a sack of potatoes through the compound towards the medical hut.&nbsp; She winced, every step jolted her and her breasts rubbed.&nbsp; They hurt so much, she was sure they were infected.&nbsp; The door seemed to door before they got to it as if someone had seen them.&nbsp; She hated the way he was carrying her, but strangely she liked the way his hand rested on her rear...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 00:42:16</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ on to see Madeline</strong><br><br>It was a quick walk back to the main house. Probably quicker because Mordecai had plans. These plans were evolving and his head was swimming with disconnected thoughts for the moment. It was random creativity at work.<br><br>There was no reason to make extra stops.&nbsp; He had given specific instructions and expected them carried out in the same manner. Thru the bedroom door he went removing his jacket and shirt. Once on hangars he walked to the one door that contained the play room. <br><br>It had a much different creaking tone then the isolation chamber. This was more a merry bird chirping. Perhaps a crow or even a Raven. He liked to think a Raven because the hinges seemed to scream give her more.<br>&nbsp;<br><br>"Hello Madeline," Mordecai said ominously as the door shut, "Open those legs."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 00:42:55</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz with Maddy</strong><br><br>"Yeah I got that. So pee already," He growled and hovered near her sitting on the trash bin in case she got stupid and tried to stand up again.<br><br>"This is a medical. They bath people in bed. People ever as stupid as you." He replied arms across his chest as he glared at her. "The puppies are smarter. I heard you're a banker. I hope you're better with number than with customer service. Frankly, you suck."<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 01:17:13</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>Madelaine was stiff, cramped and sore.&nbsp; The welts from the beating had left her uncomfortable and when she tried to move they pulled.&nbsp; She was not very happy.&nbsp; She didnt like the way Mordecai had just left her.&nbsp; Honestly, she was his sister, his baby sister, he was meant to be lookig out for her and protecting her not beating her leaving her.&nbsp; She would have words when he returned.<br><br>When the door opened with a creak that made her cringe she looked at him, opening her legs as he said. " Why did you leave me like this Mordecai?&nbsp; That was not nice, I have things I could be doing" she pouted, her shoulders beginning to really smart now.<br><br><strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>She glared at the man who had suddenly proclaimed himself a part of her life.&nbsp; "I am not going to piss in a waste paper basket." She said in a dangerously low voice.&nbsp; "If you think I am you are greatly mistaken" she sneered at him.&nbsp; Her voice was cold, hard and unforgiving.&nbsp; She had been through hell over the past day or so and she was not about to let some jumped up little stable boy treat her like the Rev had.&nbsp; No, she would not take any more crap.<br><br>"If fact why dont you fuck off and let me rest" she said to him, her insides trembling but she had a cool exterior.&nbsp; "I am way beyond you and your type, so fuck off and leave me alone." She told him in no uncertain terms.<br><br>As she finished the door opened and a stunned little slave in purple scrubs stepped in, she as holding a bed pan.&nbsp; "Oh you shouldnt...erm...here..use this..!" She thrust the bedpan at Maddy, "the Doctor will be up shortly" she said and scuttled out.&nbsp; World war 3 was about to explode in that room.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 04:09:55</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy</strong><br><br>Yoatz turned his head to the sound of the open door. His finger pointing at the nurse, "YOU!! OUT!!"<br><br>Yoatz grabbed the bed pan out of Maddy's hands and threw it at the door. "That too!!"<br><br>"I got business here with this bitch so you tell that damn doctor to find someone to sew up for an hours. And when she comes back to bring a six pack of stout!"<br><br>"Now get the fuck OUT!!"<br><br>Yoatz didn't wait. He turned back to Maddy. His face red with the kind of rage feral dogs have. <br><br>He spoke between clinched teeth, as he reached out and grabbed her by the hair,&nbsp; "Now lets talk about fucking off!"<br><br>He kicked the trash bin out from under her. His hand reaching for the cuffs at his belt. <br><br>He expected her to spill off on knees and hands. He was gonna cuff her ankles to her wrists while she was in that position. That would probably put her forehead to the floor so unless she rolled on her side her ass would be up and open. <br><br>He wasn't going to fuck her right then. He'd wait for the stout then give her time to beg him to let her go. Then he'd fuck her good. Giving him a good ride would determine if she got released or spent the night in that position. <br><br>She wanted a war she picked the wrong side of him. She was gonna get the kind of war that didn't take prisoners. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 04:10:29</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Madeline</strong><br><br>His hand to his belt. It unbuckled easily. He folded the leather in half. Snapping it at her ass, it found her flesh ripe and ready. <br><br>"You're mine Madeline," Mordecai said as he stepped against her. "Say yes sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 10:06:56</strong>
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				Toni's grunts of pain aroused Frank. In response, his hand slipped from her ass to rub the edges of her pussy lips, what he could reach of them anyway. Just to make things more interesting, he made a wrong turn and wandered about the farm for several extra minutes before reorienting on the Infirmary. Sadly, he arrived before he figured Toni would cum but that would only frustrate her more, he thought. The door slid open as he approached and he found an empty exam table to lay his captive on. Once she was in place on her back, he quickly secured her arms and chest to the table with some straps. Stirrups were attached to the table as well and he manhandled her feet into them. The beauty about these stirrups was that they could be locked so she couldn't escape. Resting his hand just above her mound, he let his thumb brush her clit while he waited for the nurse to show up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 18:11:13</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy ~ shit</strong><br><br>Maddy stared at him as he barked and knew he was cut from the same cloth as the other guys here.&nbsp; She groaned inwardly, knowing she was going to get sorted out and not in a good way.<br><br>He grabbed her hair, she gasped.&nbsp; She was soon on her tummy, forehead down.&nbsp; Cuffed and restrained and still in need of a wee.&nbsp; She felt awful, the drip had been ripped out of her arm.&nbsp; She felt sick, wozzy and hoped she wasnt gonna pass out or throw up.<br><br>Closing her eyes she groaned, her chest was on fire and she coughed hard.&nbsp; She felt everything spin and knew this was not good....she wasnt well, she ahd lost it and now she was really in trouble...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 18:24:27</strong>
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				<strong>Madelaine</strong><br><br>Madelaine pouted again as she heard him remove his belt.&nbsp; She took an impatient breath.&nbsp; She wanted to be let go but he obviously wasnt ready yet.&nbsp; <br><br>"Please Sir, please let me go, I'm sorry for what I did but can I go." She asked, still not really understanding the situation she was in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 00:49:45</strong>
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				<strong>Toni </strong><br><br>Toni was getting very good at shutting herself away from the torture Frank subjected her too.&nbsp; She had learnt in a very quick time how to close her mind away.&nbsp; As he carried her around the farm, touching, caressing, forcing her to the point of orgasm she focused on everything else except what he was doing, but her body responded to his touch and she felt the battle lost as she was taken into medical.<br><br>Relief spread through her when she was set down, but not in what or how.&nbsp; She whimpered as he strapped her down, she wasnt sure what was going to happen, but she hoped she might get some time to get over this and regain some strength.<br><br>The door opened and a woman stepped in.&nbsp; It was the same woman who had given them the shots yesterday.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm Helen I'll be dealing with her treatment.&nbsp; First I dont want her in the gyno chair" she said, that was not the sort of place to treat the girl.&nbsp; "Bring her through to a room, I will want to do a complete check over" she looked at the state of her, "I think she will be here under my care for al teast a day.&nbsp; Might be more depending on my findings" she explained to Frank.&nbsp; She didnt like Frank, she saw him as a brute and there were no need for animals like him.&nbsp; Not in her eyes, but she kept her thoughts to herself.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 06:36:28</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ getting a little clarification</strong><br><br>Yoatz stood over Maddy. Her on her belly with a cuff placed wrist to ankle then another one wrist to ankle.&nbsp; <br><br>"I ain't taking you're shit for being helpful or anything else. You need to pee good. Pee right there. Stupid cunt!"<br><br>Yoatz knew how to train animals. She was the talking no fur kind. He'd have her broke to his directions in two days. Good and broke. Real good and broke. <br><br>He glanced over at her on the floor as he got comfy in the soft cot. Sooner if she kept this up. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 06:38:15</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Madeline</strong><br><br>Mordecai took the belt and wrapped it around Madeline's body. Placing it across her breasts and paying special attention so that the clamps were pressed tight against her when he set the buckle. <br><br>"Comfy I hope.' He said.<br><br>His hands down her body as he spoke, "I"m sure you're sorry. But darling I must be convinced you're very sorry. So sorry this little problem will never happen again. And that part about taking out a fee for helping me...."<br><br>He made a tisk tisk sound as he put the six inch dildo on the post. <br><br>"Bad girl," He said as he adjusted the height so that the head brushed against her pussy just enough but no more. <br><br>"I think some quality time with Mr. Happy will help you remember these little lesson in the future."<br><br>Mordecai turned the dildo on low vibrate.&nbsp; It would be enough to tease and no more. <br><br>He stood and kissed the back of her neck. "I'll be back later after you've had time to think about why your in this position. I really need to hear that your seriously repentant."<br><br>With that Mordecai turned and walked out of the play room. The door locked solidly behind him.&nbsp; It was time to check on Emma.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 02:09:50</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Well this was a fine mess...she refused to look at him.&nbsp; She really didnt know what she had done to deserve this.&nbsp; She had gone to church every sunday, she had done everything she felt she had too.&nbsp; And now when she needed Him, when she really wanted to know he was there she was left alone, abandoned to whatever evil was coming to her.<br><br>She lay on the floor, on her stomach.&nbsp; She could feel the pressure building.&nbsp; Her body was scremaing in pain, so sore, so many reminders of yesterday.&nbsp; For the first time ever she wondered if life was actually worth living....she was sure it wasnt, what was the point in living like this.&nbsp; She had met men like this one before.&nbsp; Men who didnt give a damn, they just did whatever they felt needed doing.&nbsp; And sadly right now that was Maddy.&nbsp; She knew she had pushed him, but fuck it, what was she meant to do.&nbsp; Her life had changed so much, she had been through hell and they expected her to be civil....<br><br>Ok, they wanted civil, she would be civil.&nbsp; She was going to refuse to speak, refuse to eat.&nbsp; She would refuse to do what they wanted.....she didnt want this life, so hopefully if she went on hunger strike she would be able to end her miserable existance.&nbsp; She had nothing to live for anyway.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She still needed to go to the loo.&nbsp; Her bladder was so full now.&nbsp; She wasnt going to speak to him, he obviously wanted her to wee herself.&nbsp; CLosing her eyes she relaxed, she let her bladder empty there on the floor.&nbsp; She felt the warmth spread under her and wept silently.&nbsp; Maddy knew there was no point in trying any more.....so she wasnt going to!!!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 00:56:15</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy</strong><br><br>Stupid bitch.<br><br>Hooked up to everything in the room and wanted to fight with the new guy who was getting it done quick as he could.&nbsp; Fine.&nbsp; She got the fight she wanted and didn't have to worry about him touching her. <br><br>Stupid bitch.<br><br>Yoatz almost rolled out of that bed and kicked her. He'd had a dog or two that was like that. He had to put one down but the other one died savin his life. Wonder which she'd turn out to be.&nbsp; Maybe neither. Bitches were so damn stupid.<br><br>He pulled the covers over his head and settled in to sleep. Let one of those fuckin slave nurse bitches bring their ass in here and clean that cunt up. Not that he was mad. He was well beyond mad and headin right thru rage. <br><br>A couple more minutes of quiet and he'd be calm again. Yoatz shut his eyes and tried to relax.<br><br>Stupid bitch.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 01:09:12</strong>
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				<strong>Annie - slave nurse</strong><br><br>Annie had been at the ranch for longer than she cared to remember.&nbsp; She was an older woman, rarely looked at by the men of the place but that was fine with her.&nbsp; She was a dark skinned amazon of a woman and didnt seem to catch the eye of any for some reason.&nbsp; But that suited her, it gave her a chance to do her job.&nbsp; Which she surprisingly enjoyed.&nbsp; She could nurse and look after people, and not have any cares or worries.<br><br>She had been told that there was a slave in room 3 with a trainer, he had chased one of the younger girl's out.&nbsp; She didnt take crap anymore, she was polite, respectful but she did her job.&nbsp; Room 3 was her next port of call.&nbsp; With the Doctor busy else where Annie was the higher ranked nurse.&nbsp; She tapped lightly, walked in and saw the patient on the floor.&nbsp; She sighed softly, sometimes she wondered if these men had any resembling brains in their heads.&nbsp; they wanted the women fit and healthy but the treated them in a way that made it hard to keep them healthy.<br><br>The smell was unmistakeable.&nbsp; Annie looked at the woman, and she bent down, touching her fore head.&nbsp; She was still hot to the touch.&nbsp; Glancing at the man she took a breath, "Sir if this is your charge please can you remove the cuffs?&nbsp; I can cuff her to the bed once I have her cleaned up but she is a health risk at the moment and I am sure you do not want her to behere longer than necessary."&nbsp; She could see the woman had that dead look in her eyes. She knew this one would need special handling or they would lose her.&nbsp; She wouldnt be the first, and she wouldnt be the last.<br><br>Annie waited, she wouldnt touch the woman until told she could.&nbsp; If he was gonna be awkward she would go and find the Doctor...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 00:26:06</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ No rest for the wicked</strong><br><br>That was it. Yoatz had enough. He tossed the covers aside and was on his feet before the sheets had hit the bed.<br><br>He darkened as he stepped toward the nurse. A fine looking black woman. Full bodied and gutsy. He liked bitches who were polite and gusty. <br><br>"I'll tell you in a minute," He said standing over Maddy. <br><br>He gave the kneeling slave a nudge with his foot just to make sure she knew he was talking to her. <br><br>"You gonna give me any more grief tonight, because if you do you can stay in that puddle of piss until hell freezes over."<br><br>"You gonna behave?&nbsp; The response that will get you cleaned up is, yes sir." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 00:46:16</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Throughout Maddy's life she had tried to make something of herself.&nbsp; She had been a model for a short time when she left school.&nbsp; Until she met her husband.&nbsp; He refused to let her do anything like that and began to keep her a prisoner in her own home.&nbsp; Her father had tried to do it to her but she had run away at 14.&nbsp; Her husband had kept her a virtual prisoner for always 15 years.&nbsp; until his death.&nbsp; That had spelled her freedom.<br><br>She had gone to work at the bank then.&nbsp; She was a simple clerk, working the desks, but she provedworthy and worked through the system until she was the branch manager.&nbsp; Then the robbery had taken place and her life was back to her being a prisoner again.&nbsp; She knew men like Yoatz.&nbsp; Quick to fly off the handle, a temper that was hit first think later....much later with this imbecile.<br><br>The nurse had seemed polite, but Maddy knew her life was in the hands of fuck face.&nbsp; She knew he would do what he threatened.&nbsp; She felt like death warmed up again, not to mention laying in ones piss wasn't the most relaxing and calming position to be in.&nbsp; When he spoke she didn't move, she didn't make a single movement.&nbsp; "Yes Sir" she said quietly, the words hollow, the spirit had almost gone.&nbsp; Maddy was back were she started and that was eating away at her like a diesease.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 06:52:58</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ standing over Maddy</strong><br><br>“Good! See you do,” He said uncuffing her. <br><br>His eyes on the nurse wearing a collar. His eyes tasting her as he slipped both sets of cuffs in his hand. A couple of steps back to sit on the stool and watch the nurse work.<br><br>“I’ll put her back in bed when your ready,” Yoatz offered now not angry. “And you can make sure I got a working call button within reach.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 18:08:07</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy </strong><br><br>When the cuffs were gone she swallowed.&nbsp; "Thank you Sir" she said, knowing now how to play the game.&nbsp; He had caught her temper at the worst, something she instantly regreted, but now she knew how to play it she could make sure she didnt piss him off again.<br><br>The nurse was quick to clean her up and help her back onto the bed.&nbsp; Maddy gave her grateful smile, she washed her down, offering a shower when she felt better.&nbsp; Maddy laid back on the bed, she didnt care she was naked, she had been naked for the past day or so.&nbsp; At least here she was soon covered, the drip attached again.&nbsp; <br><br>The nurse gave Yoatz the call button, "just press and one of us will be here" she said.&nbsp; "Do you need anything else Sir?" she asked, the manacles and straps for the bed neatly laid across the foot of the bed.&nbsp; "I'll be back in a couple of hours to do drugs and make sure everything is going alright."&nbsp; Then she left, leaving Maddy with Yoatz.<br><br>"I'm sorry I had a go at you.&nbsp; The last day or so has taken a toll" she said to him, coughing, laying back and closing her eyes, "I didnt mean to have a go at you." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 20:48:15</strong>
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				Frank frowned and pinched Toni's clit hard before he released her from the table. Grumbling, he helped the woman off with surprising gentleness. Even he knew that if he caused more pain now, she would be removed from his care for even longer. However, that didn't stop him from touching his girl in very intimate locations as they walked to the exam room. The walk only took a few seconds though and soon Frank was slouched in the chair reserved for handlers. If he didn't have to be present, he wouldn't even be there but there was no way he was going to let his bitch out of his sight unless she was chained up somewhere else.<br><br>"Looks like she's all yours, Nursie," Frank told the nurse. "I'll be here until she's secured for the night. You know the rules. Got anything to keep me awake? Sitting down for hours on end tends to put me to sleep."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 01:37:53</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy</strong><br><br>The call button in hand, Tomas was back in charge. <br><br>"Thanks," He told the nurse as she walked out the door.<br><br>"No more hero bad guy crap," He showed her the button like it as a magic wand.<br><br>"You're with me now." He told her. "I ain't into bitches doing party tricks. I train. So you're gonna get trained once your up and around. Trained by me. Only me. Don't give me a load of shit and things'll go along fine."<br><br>He pulled the covers up to her chin, "Sleep so I can. Give a shout you need something."<br><br>It was more words then he'd spoken in months. Women were like that. Made him talk. It was annoying.&nbsp; This one was probably gonna have him using complete sentences. Damn it!<br><br>He moved a stray curl from stuck on her cheek. It was no big deal. Didn't mean anything.&nbsp; He walked to the cot and turned it to face her. So if she called&nbsp; out he didn't have to raise up just open his eyes. He pulled the covers over his head and closed them to sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 22:22:09</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ checking on Emma</strong><br><br>The darkness was Mordecai's friend. The darkness had special rules for time and sound that light forbid. Time stretched forever in darkness. Sound seemed so very close and without direction. Both happened without warning. <br><br>Along with time and sound, touch had special conditions in the darkness. Touch, any kind of touch was always a surprise. It was as if touch happened like a rap from behind. <br><br>There was nothing better for training a bitch then chaining her alone in the dark to wait. <br><br>Glasses on.&nbsp; Hatch open. Mordecai entered isolation room number 4. The only thing he did quickly was close the door. He walked to the hook on the wall and stopped. His eyes on her every second as he removed his jacket. <br><br>The way she lay aroused him. Helpless and waiting. He wanted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 15:24:18</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Time meant nothing to Emma now. She was in darkness, she didn't know if it was night or day. She drifted in and out of sleep, unsure what else to do. She was heading that way once more, when she heard the door open and close. The footsteps echoed in her ears as he came in. She turned over, facing in the direction of the steps, "Sir, is that you?" she whispered, unsure if it was indeed him or someone else that had come for her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 02:36:57</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy with Yoatz</strong><br><br>She was sure she caught a glimpse of a decent human being there somewhere.&nbsp; It wasnt much, just a hint that he would be a decent bloke.&nbsp; Which he might to others, but she doubted he would to her.&nbsp; She was to be trained.&nbsp; it sounded like she was some damn show dog, going to be put through her paces and taught to jump through hoops.&nbsp; She shook her head slightly, she knew how to keep people happy, she had done it enough whilst she had been married, it looked like she was back to that.<br><br>Watching as he settled she knew this was it.&nbsp; Maybe if she behaved and didnt give him a hard time he would be half decent to her.&nbsp; It would make a change after the scum she had seen here.&nbsp; Especially after last night...bastards all of them...<br><br>Closing her eyes she felt the effects of the drug take hold and slowly push her towards sleep.&nbsp; She knew to get better she had to sleep, it was just the worry of what awaited her when she was well that haunted her dreams.&nbsp; She pushed those thoughts from her mind, she needed to sleep....<br><br>There was a gentle snoring coming from the bed he was in, she wondered if he was tired or just using the time to nap.&nbsp; She would probably never find out.&nbsp; It was only a few minutes later when she drifted off, her gentle snores joining with his...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 02:47:06</strong>
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				<strong>Toni</strong><br><br>Toni winced as Frank pinched her clit.&nbsp; Every part of her hurt.&nbsp; She hadnt realised how much it hurt until she let herself give into the pain, and it almost bought her to her knees.<br><br>Her breasts throbbed, they were beginning to ooze, and were red and puffy.&nbsp; She was helped onto a proper bed, but it hurt to lay back, but she did, she knew she had to let the Doctor carry out the work.<br><br>She watched as Frank sat in the recliner next to the bed, she wished he would leave her, let her relax properly, but she guessed this was all part of his role.&nbsp; The Doctor was there then, she was quick and efficient.&nbsp; Asking questions, touching, taking temperature and pulse.&nbsp; The Doctor frowned and Toni gulped.<br><br>"Is..is everything alright?" she asked, her voice a whisper.<br><br>"Nothing a day or two here wont put right.&nbsp; You've got a temperature and an infection.&nbsp; I'm going to hook you up to a drip, and pump some drugs through you." She told her, "I'm also gonna take some bloods and make sure theres nothing nasty lurcking there" she told her, working quickly and efficiently.<br><br>A drip was put in her right arm, bloods taken and then some syringes of drugs pumped into her.&nbsp; She immediately felt drowsy and sleepy.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, drifting into a deep, dreamless sleep as the drugs began the work of fighting the illness and healing her.<br><br><strong>Helen</strong><br><br>Helen made some notes on the chart about the patient, then she looked at the man in the chair.&nbsp; "I am a Doctor" she told him, "I am here to see to the well being of the slaves and to make sure they are fixed when their are hurt" she was trying to hide her contempt, but Frank just annoyed her.&nbsp; "I will send someone in too you, I have to go and check on another patient" she said, shaking her head.&nbsp; She wondered how often this young woman would be here.&nbsp; She had been stuck with animal, she knew he liked to hurt the girls....and this one was the latest in a long line.&nbsp; She loathed him, but no one knew that.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 01:23:02</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ visiting Emma</strong><br><br>It wasn't hate or love or torture.&nbsp; Well possibly torture but definitely not love or hate. If someone had asked Mordecai, he would have simply replied because he wanted to fuck. Not a generic fuck. He didn't waste his energy on things like that.&nbsp; A generic fuck was like masturbation and he only stroked his own cock for effect, usually shock or fear as he came towards the recipient of that cock.<br><br>Mordecai wanted to fuck Her. The her was his new property. He had walked from the house to the isolation chamber specifically for that purpose. He intended to do many things as he fuck her. All of those things done while she was very helpless and begging.<br><br>"Yes, bitch," he said quietly as the metal of his belt buckle hit the floor and his finger tips reached her sex.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 03:51:08</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She heard his voice in the darkness. The sound filled the room of silence. It had been hours, days, weeks, she couldn't tell as time had no meaning in that room. Emma rolled on her back and heard the belt drop near her ear. She knew the sound, knew what he was there for. The clink followed by leather dropping, his belt, off, but she hadn't heard fabric flutter or wrinkle, pants were still on. <br><br>The greeting cold and stark, she didn't earn more that that. BITCH. That's what she was to him, nothing more than flesh for his use. She inhaled deeply as his fingers found her sex, he was there, close touching her. She could have sworn she heard his heart beat. That was if he did have a heart. Stifled moans came through her lips, she trying to stay quiet, permission not granted for sound or noises yet. Emma knew, knew there was punishment for a false move. So she laid there, quiet, as she let her new master manipulate her as he wished once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 00:45:43</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>"That's right," Mordecai said. "Nice and quiet."<br><br>He released her cuffs from the chain at her waist as his finger slipped across her clit. She was probably full again. He tend to that in a few minutes but first it was time to warm her. Something special for her. Her training would be very different from the others. <br><br>"Make noises when you want to cum," He directed.<br><br>There was no way she could see him. It's exactly what he wanted from her. That expectant unknown. Something but what. His lips kissing her inner thigh would be a surprise. His digits roughing her pussy lips. Rimming her slit in a promise of something else. <br><br>His mouth slowly sinking against her clit. Her training session had just begun.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 03:31:22</strong>
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				<strong>Emma in the dark</strong><br><br>She had to rely on every sense other than sight. His scent filled her nose, he was there, unhooking her chain. Touch, his fingers running over her sex, making her body want more of him. Her hips rose to meet his fingers just as she felt his lips brush against her thigh. In her mind it was sweet torture, his fingers and mouth bringing her to a point she would never refuse him. She would long and desire his touch, his mouth everytime the lights went out. <br><br>Her breathing was deep and slow, inhale, exhale. His mouth on her clit sent sweet pulses of ecstasy through he body. She needed this, she needed him. Being his good girl had it's perks, Emma knew that now. She would be good, do as he said. No noises until she had to cum. Until then, she would just listen to her own breathing and focus, letting him continue on and bring her to a wonderfully explosive climax.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 17:49:12</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg4154777#msg4154777">Quote from: lovelygirl on 20-01-2011, 04:22:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Suzy getting, well, sprayed by Jonesy</strong><br><br>She happily sucked him and let him fuck her mouth. She loved the taste of his rigid cock in her hungry little mouth. She looked at him with innocent eyes, such a contradiction to the act she was performing on him. She felt him tense and tighten, knowing he was getting ready to cum for her. <br><br>As he did, she swallowed some of his seed, the rest being sprayed on her face and chest as he withdrew while he was still cumming. She quickly closed her eyes as he covered her in his seed.&nbsp; Suzy was a bit put off by this, she was not used to getting covered like this. It was obvious on her face that she was a little creeped out by it. <br><br>Even as he joked about it, and offered to clean her up, Suzy wanted to get this off her as soon as possible.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>Jonesy walked her to the sink and slowly helped wash off the semen with warm water and his wash cloth. She had such a face on, that it made him want to cry laughing, but he kept his feelings in. Instead he rubbed her back with his other hand and spoke “I’m sorry if that scared you, Suzy. I happen to like doing that…maybe we should try it more, so you can get used to it. I’d never let you wear it for long, but it would make me happy if we could. Wouldn’t you like for me to be happy?” he asked as he washed the last bits from her eyebrow and cheek.<br><br>He had to exercise patience and reason, but he knew it wouldn’t be long before pain and humiliation would have to be introduced as well. The time table would be up to her, in the end. He was just the screw that inched himself in her mind. She still wasn’t fully his…he may have to establish an example to make her understand that he was her only salvation. She’d be dependent on him…trust only him…do his bidding, if only because she would know it in her heart to be right. That was what he was working towards.<br><br>All he had to do was find himself a monster to chase from her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 19:06:52</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ using Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai used two fingers to spread Emma's pussy lips open. Her clit and cunt button hole gaped. Her lips glistened as he plunged his tongue into her opening. His upper lips pressing over and around her clit as he pushed and out of her. Her juice tangy.<br><br>There was no&nbsp; where she could go as she lay on her back. He would shift her to all fours in a moment once her had her hips jerking and sounds escaping her lips. He had no intentions of allowing her to be silent.&nbsp; None at all. <br><br>Mordecai worked on her pussy deliberately. His lips and tongue went over and around her welcoming sex.&nbsp; His own hunger growing ravenous. He began to want using her more than teasing her. He began to want her enough to take shallow open mouth breaths and grip her flesh to pull her against his mouth.<br><br>"Beg me to fuck you, slut," He growled. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 14:47:18</strong>
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				<strong>Suzy with Jonesy</strong><br><br>As he led her to the sink and started cleaning her she felt better. At least this was coming off her face. He might like it, but it was going to take some getting used to on her part. "Oh yes Jonesy I want you to be happy, this is just so new to me. I wan't expecting it. I'll be good, I'll get used to it. I want you to be happy with me. Just give me a chance I'll prove it to you."<br><br>As he washed her off, her heart swelled for him. Suzy wanted to be everything for him. He had given her so much already and she wanted to prove she was worthy to be his girl.&nbsp; Even as he cleaned her off, she looked up at him, "Maybe we can try again later, would that be ok?" All she wanted now was to please him and make him happy so he would keep her safe there on the ranch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 14:54:02</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>As she felt his eager mouth on her sex, she jerked and pulled. He knew how to work her over. She was to a point now where she wanted this, it was evident by her arousal. The darkness surrounded her but she felt his lips and tongue work her over more and more. <br><br>He breathing became shallow as moans and squeaks escaped her lips. Her hips rose to let him go deeper, wanting for him to make her cum. She was his little slut, her body wanting and needing everything he could give her. She would be good, do as he said, let him take her every way he wanted to.<br><br><br>As she neared her climax, she paired out her words, "Please sir fuck me. I need you too. Please sir I need you inside me, taking me." Emma wanted to feel his cock inside her, making her moan and scream for him in the darkness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 21:18:25</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy ~ waking in the night</strong><br><br>It was dark when she opened her eyes.&nbsp; There was a dim light from the corner, a tablelamp threw a faint light across the room.&nbsp; She could see the shape of her new trainer sleeping and she knew she had to change her tactics with him, he was a different type of man.&nbsp; She was thirsty and managed to reach the glass, sipping the water in the tumbler.&nbsp; She returned it to the table and wriggled to get comfy.&nbsp; Sadly she was awake, she couldnt sleep anymore.&nbsp; And she was hungry, her belly was rumbling and she wondered if there would be anything to eat.&nbsp; She hadnt had anything much in 48 hrs and she could feel it today.<br><br>She sat quietly for a while, but it wasnt long until she felt sick, she needed some food.&nbsp; She leant forward, "Sir, Sir." She called, reaching out across the bed to tap him.&nbsp; She needed something, even some toast, she was feeling really sick, she had to have some food to settle her belly...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 22:31:56</strong>
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				<strong>Jonesy with his darling Suzy Q</strong><br><br>Jonesy leaned his head to one side a bit, as if in thought. “I guess we can try again later…I’d like that.” He stroked her hair and gave her a final little wipe “And I’m very glad to see you so easy to please. I think we’re going to be able to do wonderful things together…to really get to know each other fully. I look forward to that.” He rinsed the cloth and hung it on a new-looking hook next to the sink and walked behind her “After all…we have to look out for each other…I would hate to see such a beautiful girl tainted by the horrors of this farm” <em>’Unless I introduced you to them first’</em> he thought with a passing kiss of her neck.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 22:51:52</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ raping Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai heard her soft whimpers and moans. Music in time with the lifting of her hips to take his tongue deeper. The urgent gasp. The muffled begging as he used a finger with his tongue. She was ready.<br><br>He lifted to hover over her. Releasing the chain that held her helmet in place. His hands to her ankles taking her out of the spreader. <br><br>His voice to the side of her helmet.<br><br>&nbsp;"Straddle me on all fours. I'm gonna suck your tits while you ride my cock," he said moving to allow her to get to hands and knees above him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 01:19:01</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy</strong><br><br><br>A voice broke into a dream. Yoatz was instantly alert. He turned in that direction. The light was decent. The bitch lay on the bed. That was good. He was up on one elbow. <br><br>"What?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 01:23:09</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy didnt have the energy to piss about, she knew with him she had to get straight to the point and say what she wanted.<br><br>"Sorry to wake you Sir, but would it be possible to have something to eat?" she asked him, dropping her eyes, she coughed a couple of times, but it was easier on her chest this time.&nbsp; "I wouldnt normally ask but its been over 48hrs and I am feeling really sick from having an empty stomach" she hoped he would be human enough to allow it, but she wasnt expecting it from him.&nbsp; These men seemed to enjoy keeping the women in a bad way...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 20:49:53</strong>
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				<strong>Suzy with Jonesy</strong><br><br>She knew she had to stay safe and the only way to do that was to make Jonesy happy. She would do anything in her power to make the once person she trusted in there happy beyond her means if it meant he would keep her from harm. "Jonesy, I would do anything for you. I'm just glad I don't have to be near theat Frank guy, he terrifies me. Look at what he did to Toni. At least you care about me and would never hurt me. So I plan to do anything you ask, I just want you happy."<br><br>She was gland to get that stuff off her face, but knew it time she would eventually get used to it. For now though she was just content that he washed it off and she felt clam and collected once more. She didn't want to know of the horrors of this place and she was sure Jonesy would never let her get in harms way. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 20:54:52</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>Her head was heavy with that helmet on and wondered if he would ever release her from it's binds. What would she have to do to prove to him she was worthy of not having to wear it any more?<br><br>As he unclipped her, she moved to get on all fours unsure of really exactly where he was laying. It didn't take her long to discover he was right there on the floor next to her. She crawled over him and felt his erect cock on her thigh and she knew he was ready to bury himself deep into her wet folds. She dropped her hips as she stayed up on her arms and let her velvet walls surround him, sinking down to take his full length into her wet and wanting sex. <br><br>Emma now began to rise and fall over him, moaning and sighing as his length went slowly in and out of her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 21:51:04</strong>
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				Yoatz ~ with Maddy<br><br>"Can't get better that way," He grumbled and pressed the call button.<br><br>Can't train a sick bitch. Can't train an injured one either. She would heal without enough to put some energy and stuff in her. So nothing was gonna get done until she had some food no matter what they crammed into her veins. <br><br><br><br>She was actually a fine hunk of woman.&nbsp; A little mouthy but workable. He'd had a few he'd a sooner drowned but this one at least learned quickly. It was her saving grace. <br><br>"Button pushed. Someone'll be here soon," He told her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 22:30:40</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy with Yoatz</strong><br><br>Maddy gave him a small smile, "thank you" she said to him, leaning back and closing her eyes whilst she waited for the nurse.<br><br>It was a different one who appeared, still a slave, but a slender, petite Asian woman.&nbsp; "You rang Sir?" she asked, moving over to Maddy and just checking her over quickly.<br><br>Maddy opened her eyes, smiling, "I'm starving" she said, looking from the nurse to her new best friend...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 00:30:53</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy and the nurse</strong><br><br>When the door opened Yoatz looked over. Yep, a nurse alright. He decided to let her check Maddy before he said anything. The slave, who was a nurse, did what nurses did first. She checked the patient. <br><br>However the patient, who was a slave, didn't do what a slave did. Instead this mouthy bitch was making requests.&nbsp; Not good. <br><br>So Yoatz just kept quiet waiting for that nurse, who was a slave, to ask him what HE wanted.<br><br>Once he got that he'd straighten out this little misunderstanding with chatty cathy. <br><br>So he waited for the nurse to ask him what he wanted.&nbsp; HE, the free man, who was in charge versus the silly shit who got beaten to a ragged edge probably for what he was gonna beat her for; talking out of turn!<br><br>He cross his arms across his chest and pursed his lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 00:52:14</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy ~ a lot to learn still</strong><br><br>The nurse didnt speak to Maddy, she did what she had to do and then moved to Yoatz, kneeling before him.&nbsp; She had been here a while, she knew her place.<br><br>"How can I help you Sir?" she asked him.<br><br>Maddy didnt even think about what she did.&nbsp; Not until the nurse slave had done the check.&nbsp; It was when her eyes were closed and she was laying back she thought about it and wanted to sigh.&nbsp; It seemed she couldnt get anything right.&nbsp; She knew she would be punished for speaking without permission.&nbsp; Oh well, too late to do anything about it now, she would take what he gave out and would remember not to do it again.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dragonsen</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 02:27:06</strong>
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				Frank ignored the doctor's attitude for now. He would get to play with her later anyway. There was no illusion for him. He knew every woman hated him. Most also feared him. Being the butt of so many jokes about his appearance had guaranteed that Frank hated every woman out there. That hate helped fuel his perversions. Since he was quite comfortable with the entire situation, he had no desire to change it. Right now, the bitch doctor was putting out vibes of disgust. Those would change when he got his time with her. Fear aroused him almost as much as inflicting pain on others did.<br><br>Looking at his bitch, Toni, he saw that she was out cold. Laughing to himself, he pulled out his cock and slowly wanked off until he came over her face. It wasn't a lot of cum but she wasn't going to wake up anytime soon so it had plenty of time to dry. He wondered if the smell would penetrate her drug-induced sleep and give her some nice dreams. He settled into the easy chair and quickly nodded off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 05:29:41</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy</strong><br><br>"Food, and something my bitch can eat." he told the nurse and pulled her close kissing her hard before turning her loose.<br><br>He watched her slip out of the room before turning to Maddy. "I got told you were broke and all I had to do was train you. Looks to me like you were beat up until you gave in long enough to catch your second wind."<br><br>He stood and walked to her without putting on his clothes. "Guess they were wrong."<br><br>He shoved his hand under her sheets. His fingers following her inner leg to her pussy. His touch gentle.<br><br>"Open your legs. I want to see that cunt." He told her but his finger explored her for swelling. <br><br>He was full of questions. What had they done to make her surrender without submitting? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 05:48:10</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>Her flavor of hot pussy slurped around his cock as she sank down. His hands on her breasts. Cupping and pinching. He wanted that swollen meal. Wanted the taste of her for his use. Hearing her gasps and the heat of that cunt gripping his hard shaft had his grunting.<br><br>"Yeah... good," He said as on hand slid down to her ass and he gave her a pop.<br><br>"Bring those tits close to my mouth. You know where I am," He told her. <br><br>The flat of his hand making contact like he was snapping a belt. "Grind when you get to the bottom of that cunt. Ride on that cock."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 13:59:10</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>Maddy watched him with the nurse, glad she was being allowed to eat.&nbsp; When he stood she wanted to scramble back away from him.&nbsp; She wasnt submitting, she was scared.&nbsp; She had been beaten and tortured, her body was still covered in the marks of her punishment.<br><br>"I wasnt expected to submit, they just wanted information, so they beat m, used my friends against me.&nbsp; I'm not stupid, I'll play the game, I know whats expected" she told him,parting her legs for him, his touch surprisingly gentle, but even that sent a wave of pain and she hissed.<br><br>"I'm sore, I hurt, but I wont fight you, I havent the energy, strength or desire to be beaten anymore" she told him honestly.&nbsp; "If you want to fuck me I cant stop you, I cant do anything to make you not hurt me.&nbsp; So do what you must, I was married to a man who used to beat and rape me, so this isnt anything new" she told him, admitting something she had not told anyone.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm sorry if i speak too much.&nbsp; The past couple of days havent been the best" she smiled sadly,shaking her head, fighting the tears that threatened to fall.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 16:34:32</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She did as she said and leaned in closer to him, her breasts now against his lips. She wanted to feel his mouth against her to have him suck on her and taste her flesh. <br><br>Emma's body jolted as he smacked her, but she deserved it, she was his slut and she deserved everything he was giving her. <br><br>As she got to the base of his cock, she rocked her body back and forth, grinding down on him. He was so deep and Emma made sure that he was rubbing against the perfect spot. She moaned softly from behind the mask and began to once again ride up and down him, wanting his wonderful cock to penetrate her deep and make her cum once again in the darkness. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 01:17:42</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz with Maddy</strong><br><br>The wince said it all.&nbsp; He trained using positive reinforcement. Brutal was okay but not if he wanted someone to cooperate long term. Beating a bitch like her all the time wasn't gonna get him anywhere. <br><br>He hit the call button and moved his hand from her heat. "Yep you talk way too much."<br><br>The sheet came with his fingers and he piled it on her belly. "Keep your legs open."<br><br>He could see she'd been nailed good. Where the fuck was that damn nurse or better yet the Doc.&nbsp; He wanted that fixed. Some cream or other shit. Whatever they did for that. Ice packs maybe. <br><br>"Oh, and fear me. I'm a lot worse then any of them." He told her as he looked around tired of waiting.<br><br>He was on the move again heading for the trash bin. A new 13 quart bag was in a box on the shelf. He took it and headed outside for the ice machine. When he came back inside the room the bag was full.<br><br>He snagged a towel and a wash cloth. "You get doctor Yoatz special attention for pain and ache of a major ass kicking."<br><br>He stepped to the side of the bed and put the wash cloth over her pussy. The ice was placed carefully on the wash cloth then the towel over that. <br><br>"An old receipt. Give it about ten minutes then it come out for half an hour then ten again. We'll do it when you start hurting bad," he told her. <br><br>"Your job is to keep track of time." He told her. "And practice sayin Sir and being quiet. Shit like that." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 01:13:31</strong>
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				Mordecai ~ with Emma<br><br>Mordecai grunted and cursed as her slick tunnel gripped down and up his shaft. He was throbbing with the clamping. His head dragged against her sending electric jolts into his chest. His stomach tightened and his hips shot up as she dropped lower and gave him access to her tits.<br><br>He bobbed in a fish kiss to swallow dark warm perk. His mouth gazing as he suckled her. The fullness of her evident as he pushed his hand into her other one. Pinching and milking her tit as he pounded into her sex.<br><br>He groaned against her tit and pulled away to draw any milk. His hand slapped her ass again to remind her to keep going. He would have cursed but he was far to busy enjoying her full use. <br><br>That pressure building as he hammered into her. A rhyme that accelerated as he felt how close he was getting. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 02:07:13</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>The helmet made her head so heavy she hated it. She wanted to be free of it and be able to move her head easily. The whole top of her body felt heavy with it on. Even as she dipped down for him to put his mouth on her, she found it hard to keep balance with her upper body. <br><br>She moaned as his mouth enveloped her breast. She noticed as they hung there, they felt noticeably heavier, full, ready for him to drink from them. And he did, suckled on her like a hungry baby. It felt different, it almost turned her on even more knowing he was drinking from her. She wanted him to do it more and her moans and motions would hint at it. <br><br>Emma rode him hard, her pussy clamping down on him, stretching him, wanting him as deep as she could get him. Her hips rose and fell as his hard shaft pierced her body. She shook with excitement, she was his to use and she didn't care. <br><br>Soon her body tensed, "Sir may I please cum. Please let me I have to." Emma didn't know if he would let her, but she knew she had to ask no matter what he decided for her. She would wait if she had to, but she knew she would not be able to last too much longer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 05:37:56</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ doing Emma</strong><br><br>His mouth around her tit drawing in her milk. Like taking everything she would give him as he nailed her hips with that hard stiff rod. He squeezed her other breast as he suckled her dry. A moment later he barked to her.<br><br>“Keep moving cunt! Don’t you dare cum til I tell you!” <br><br>He opened his mouth and snapped her other nipple into his mouth roughly. Setting up a vacuum with is tongue while the flat of his hand heated the curve of her ass and the back of her thighs.&nbsp; She was throwing herself down hard and he made sure she kept it up until her milk stopped shooting into his mouth. <br><br>Biting her tit enough to pinch but not enough to break skin before pulling off her. His cock loaded and his trigger seconds away from going off by itself.<br><br>“Now!! Fuck that cock!!” His hand gripped her hips and he arched into her as he pulled her down hard on that bat head. <br><br>He fired suddenly. Growling and cursing as he drilled her to the sky. His head back with the full release.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 14:27:08</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85946.msg4232167#msg4232167">Quote from: lovelygirl on 07-02-2011, 20:49:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Suzy with Jonesy</strong><br><br>She knew she had to stay safe and the only way to do that was to make Jonesy happy. She would do anything in her power to make the once person she trusted in there happy beyond her means if it meant he would keep her from harm. "Jonesy, I would do anything for you. I'm just glad I don't have to be near theat Frank guy, he terrifies me. Look at what he did to Toni. At least you care about me and would never hurt me. So I plan to do anything you ask, I just want you happy."<br><br>She was gland to get that stuff off her face, but knew it time she would eventually get used to it. For now though she was just content that he washed it off and she felt clam and collected once more. She didn't want to know of the horrors of this place and she was sure Jonesy would never let her get in harms way.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><strong>Jonesy with Suzy</strong><br><br><em>’Anything, huh?’</em> he thought with a raised eyebrow. “Well…one of the best ways to avoid trouble is to make sure you prove useful. I have a few chores, and you can help. That way, I’m able to put in a good word for you…maybe keep you out of the hen house if I can prove you’re trustworthy.” He nodded at her “So get dressed…don’t worry about your lack of shoes. You won’t need them”. <br><br>He waited for her, then escorted her to the stables “The boss likes a good ride…in more ways than one, but he likes his horses pristine and well cared for. Watch the shit, but make sure you fill the feed bag for them before you start using the brush…” he pointed to the large grooming brush next to the bag “That way they’re busy eating while you work. We’ll take care of these ladies first, then we’ll work on Brutus” he said with a thumb to the back of the stable. “You’ll get the hang of it…it’ll be just like brushing your hair, but their body gets a little gleam to it.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 16:37:17</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>There was a chill in the darkness as she rode him. Her body was responding favorably, her breasts were being milked by his mouth, and even as he bit her, she moaned and cooed. It felt so good to be tasted like this, to have his mouth suck on her and drink in her essence. <br><br>She felt his hand strike her and she did as he said. her body now slamming down on him. Somehow she manged to keep her upper body as still as possible for him to drink from her, as her lower body, hurled down on him time and time again. His cock was deep and her moans became screams that&nbsp; echoed off the cell walls. <br><br>She felt him explode and she growled, trying to hold back her own release. She gritted her teeth under the mask. Her body began to shake and tremble, almost violently as she cursed him silently and tried not to release. She had to, or he would punish her. Her body resisting as much as she could she tried to think of anything to prevent her from cumming, but there was nothing only darkness. Emma waited for waht seemed like an eternity praying he would give her the released she so desperately needed right now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 16:48:14</strong>
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				<strong>Suzy</strong><br><br>She wrinkled her nose when he spoke of chores. She sighed he was right, she had to do as he said and with the promise of maybe not going back to the cell, she shrugged her shoulders and nodded to him. She quickly got dressed and followed him to the stables. She was trustworthy, and if he didn't know that by now, she would prove it to him there in the stables. <br><br>Suzy knew exactly what he meant when he talked about the boss, she got the double meaning right away. She listened carefully to what she was supposed to do. Sounded pretty cut and dry, fed and brush the horses. Suzy went to the feed bag and filled it, placing it over the horses head. She grabbed the brush and began brushing the beautiful animal. Suzy had always loved horses. As she brushed the horse down, she rested her head against the neck of the animal. "Shhh, it's ok, I'm just here to brush you and make you look pretty girl," she cooed to the horse, making sure to brush the entire horse as she petted it along the way. <br><br>She continued with the other female horses in the same manner. They were all tame beautiful animals. She then moved to Jonesy with the brush and bag in her hand. "All ready Jonesy, the girls are all done." Suzy was all smiles, happy to help and make the horses look beautiful for the boss. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 23:36:44</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ taking Emma all the way</strong><br><br>In the brutality of his use. Thrusting hard into her. Lifting her off the floor as he shot another load. He bit her breast and came off her nipple grudgingly.<br><br>“Cum!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>12-02-2011, 04:21:57</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She was gasping for breath behind the helmet, her lungs burning. She began to feel dizzy as he pumped hard into her as he bit down on her breast. Every scream made it harder to take air in. She was sweating under that mask, wet and dripping like she was in a sauna. <br><br>Her body also grew weak. She was dehydrating, and as he came inside her and barked at her to cum, Emma released with such force, that she was unable to breathe deep enough to sustain consciousness. Her eyes rolled back under the helmet and her body fell just to the left of his. Out cold, Emma lay there motionless, barely breathing. Her world had been dark already, so that didn't change, just the fact that the poor girl had been overused and was now teetering on the brink of death from lack of air.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>12-02-2011, 05:36:48</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai was finished spilling his load when Emma collapsed. Lucky for her he was done. However it brought up a problem with the helmet. It might just be a little heavy and cumbersome. It was old technology and it was designed to be icky. She could do just as well with a hood. But had she earned it?<br><br>Mordecai pondered that very question as he rolled her on her back. Loosening the strap that held her head in place under her chin which might allow more comfortable breathing he contemplated her recent behavior. He drained her bladder as he dripped fluid and food down the NG tube. <br><br>A few more days of this treatment and she’d beg for a hood. Bread would seem like a banquet. Talk about grateful. When she was awake again he’d remove the plug. He wanted to show her off to Madeline and give Emma a reward. He’d remove the helmet and place her head in a hood.<br><br>Tomorrow if she performed well in the morning he’d keep her in a cage in his room when he wasn‘t taking her to training. She was his property but he had other matters. Helen was high on his list. She had been neglected a day too long but she needed to heal before he went to her. <br><br>All in good time. He looked down to see if Emma was waking. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>12-02-2011, 20:41:13</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She was out for a long time, trying to get air into her lungs. She was so hot under that mask, even as she came to, she was groggy and the world was hazy. She wanted to speak, and tried, the tube making it difficult right now. "Please," she whispered, "No more mask sir." Her voice was raspy and it was still hard to breath or swallow. Tears flowed once more. She had been good, listened to everything he said, didn't she deserve some relief from her agony? <br><br>She felt so weak and used, and knew this was her life now with him, but even she deserved a bit of mercy for her obedience to him. Emma prayed with all her heart that he would grant her that one wish of taking that heavy iron thing off her head. Her neck was hurting, and her breathing sharp and she just wanted solace in his arms. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 01:25:09</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy with Yoatz</strong><br><br>Maddy wasn't sure what he was doing, but she had a feeling her was going to be different to the others.&nbsp; He didn't seem interested in beating her and when she had winced he had sprung into action immediately.&nbsp; She had been totally amazed how he looked after her, finding ice and covering her sore pussy.&nbsp; It stung initially but after a minute or two it numbed the area and it felt nice.&nbsp; She actually began to relax.<br><br>“Thank you Sir” she said quietly, her legs wide spread, the ice feeling comforting on her tender, abused flesh.&nbsp; There were a couple of areas on her back that were getting sore, probably infected, not to mention the possibility of the splinters that had to be embedded in her.<br><br>“Erm...Sir, if I may speak” she asked him, “could you check my back and buttocks in a bit, I think there may be some splinters that need to be removed, there's some places that are really sore” she said quietly, finally giving into the weariness in her soul, allowing the fear and the pain surface.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 01:31:46</strong>
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				<strong>Helen ~ checking up on Maddy</strong><br><br>Helen had been told bu the nurse that Mr Yoatz wanted food for his woman.&nbsp; Helen had been pleased to hear that, so she had gone to the house, into the kitchen and made a plate of sandwiches.&nbsp; She had made a selection of fillings and enough for both of them.&nbsp; she also made a thermos of coffee, grabbed some water, a couple of cans of soda, some crisps and some cookies.&nbsp; She was going to make sure that the woman left feeling better and she always looked after the trainers.<br><br>She entered the room with the platter, seeing the nurse call was also on she would deal with what ever was the problem.<br><br>"Mr Yoatz, I've got some fresh sandwiches and other things for you and your charge" she said to him, placing them on the low table.&nbsp; "What else was it you wanted?" she asked, moving to the bed and checking over Maddy.&nbsp; her temperature was still slightly raised, but she had more color in her cheeks.&nbsp; She quickly changed the drip bag, she would keep her on that until she discharged her, never hurt to keep the fluids flowing.<br><br>She saw the ice pack on the woman's sex and frowned, "sore, swollen, abused?" she asked, Maddy kept quiet, Hellen pulled the ice back, "ok, keep that on, ten minutes on, then off for a while etc." She advised, not knowing Yoatz had already said the same, "I'll bring some cream up" she also noticed some nasty red patches on her thighs, "splinters? Hmm, I'll send some tweezers up, then if you want you can see if you can get them out, horrible things splinters" she told him, putting the ice back, and looking at Mr Yoatz.&nbsp; <br><br>A brief pange of sadness filled her, she knew where Mordecai was.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wasnt his favourite anymore....<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 17:46:58</strong>
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				<strong>Jonesy and Suzy, in the stable</strong><br><br>Jonesy nodded and nudged his head towards the back “Brutus is back there, and in one of his moods I believe. Once we calm him down though, he’s a big ole softy.” He chuckled and walked with her to the back, where the clopping of the agitated horse could be found. Once they were there, Brutus could be seen pacing. He seemed to be keeping an eye on them as he did so. “Suzy…Brutus, Brutus, meet Suzy” Jonesy said with the mirth he couldn’t contain at this particular prospect. “Suzy…I’m going to need you to take that dress off now”<br><br>He looked to her patiently. His eyes weren’t offering a hint of humor, though perhaps his voice was. “Take it off and start fingering yourself. Let Brutus get a good whiff of that tight little pussy”. It would appear as though the horse was expecting something, as it had already picked up her scent from their previous fucking, but something a little more fresh should get his attention real good. Jonesy waited for her reaction with interest. When a girl says anything, he wants to make sure she means it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 19:16:16</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br><br>Fed and watered thru the NG. Mordecai had drained her. His cum juice coated along her slick pussy lips. The helmet moved. She was awake. Her voice a plea. It was about the helmet of shame. <br><br>He nipped the inside of her thigh. A light pinch of his teeth. Ownership. Claiming her. She begged for mercy. Obviously, she didn’t know him very well. This was her base line. Something she would fear. Something she would dread and do anything to avoid in the future.<br><br>That was the point. She was to earn those little things one at a time. He loosened the strap around her chin that held the helmet in place.&nbsp; One thing at a time. Since she begged for a lot of things he’d let her choose.<br><br>“Uretha plug or helmet?” Mordecai said without explanation.<br><br>Why would anyone explain anything to a slave. It was like explaining how trees grow to a door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 19:16:53</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Maddy</strong><strong><br>Yoatz was gonna answer Maddy when the doc arrived. It surprised him to see food. His favorite; lunch, chips, sandwiches and coffee. It went all to hell quickly. The doc checking the ice which was good but there wasn’t any cream.<br><br>Cream no sugar in his coffee. Designer cream if there was any, that French shit. The two things the French were good at, surrendering and fancy food. <br><br>Only the French would think about charging $90 a plate for fried fungus that grew free on the side of trees and damp places in a back yard. Only dumb asses with a snot full of money would think they were getting a deal from the French.<br><br>He wanted to be that. He wanted to have a snot nosed full of money. He wanted to laugh at $90 for a tablespoon full of fungus. It wasn’t happening any time soon but it didn’t make the wanting any less. <br><br>So no creamer. Fuck. He waved the doc off, “Just bring creamer.”<br><br>He reached into his pocket for his swiss army knife. The damn swiss knew how to survive alright.<br><br>“I got tweezers, pliers, screw drivers, a flashlight, sewing kit, fish line and hook, a snake kit, spork, and a couple ah blades that might do a nice incision in a pinch. So just send one of them nurses back with a handful of creamer, French vanilla if you got any.”<br><br>The doc was a looker but he was told in no uncertain terms off limits. Yoatz nodded. Splinters were painful, not so on other people unless you stuck yourself digging them out. He turned back to Maddy.<br><br>“Lunch or splinters first?”&nbsp; <br><br><br><br></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 20:22:16</strong>
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				<strong>Suzy</strong><br><br>She watched as the large horse paced. He was an amazing sight to look at. When Jonesy told her to take odd her dress and finger herself, she looked at him strangely. "Why? I don't understand. Why do you want me to do that?" Suzy didn't really know what he was getting at. Was it for Jonesy's own amusement or something more? <br><br>Suzy looked at him dumbfounded so very unsure of why she had to get naked in front of a horse. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 20:28:02</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>It was almost as if she wanted the darkness to consume her once more. He bit at her and she whimpered, there was no rest for her. <br><br>When he told her the choice she had to make it was easy. She could suffer with the plug longer, the helmet had to come off. "Helmet,please", she croaked out, wanting that damn thing off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 23:58:09</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai~ training Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai’s voice was consoling. Not that he was sad or thought she was struggling or wanted anything from him. He just knew it was important to show some emotion which was the only good advice the team of psychiatrists gave him. <br><br>The green peace people had cautioned him about leaving a carbon foot print, which was another good piece of advice. After that little tip he was mindful how he left the scene of an arson. He was careful with fires. Especially his own.<br><br>Having just put his fire out for the moment, it was time to take care of his foot print. He turned his attention back to Emma.&nbsp; <br><br>“Of course.” he said and fiddled with the buckle. <br><br>It slipped off easily. No accidental injuries for Emma, if she was going to get hurt it would be deliberate. Mordecai supported her head.<br><br>The room was without the benefit of any light. Seeing prematurely wasn’t an issue. He’d even let her cool before shoving her head in a hood.<br><br>“That was very good. Your milk came down nicely.” he assured her. <br><br>That was something else he had learned. Ask about a victims welfare after you’ve gotten a good session out of them. Some kind of bonding thing which seemed to work every time. <br><br>“Is that better?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 00:55:45</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She never thought the time would come that he would actually grant her a request, bit there he was sliding that god forsaken hunk of iron off her head. Emma took in a few deep breaths, she felt free to breathe. The air felt cooler without the metal surrounding her, it was a godsend. <br><br>Her hair was still damp with sweat, but she could live with that now that helmet was off. He eyes closed as she listened to him speak of her milk. She blushed in the darkness, feeling some shame that she was indeed full of sweet milk for him to drink. She knew with that success, she would probably be injected over and over so he could suckle on her tender breasts. <br><br>"Oh yes this is so much better", she managed to mutter with the tube still in her throat. Hopefully she would earn him taking that out too, her throat was quite sore from it now. One thing at a time though, Emma was just glad that heavy metal helmet was off her head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>15-02-2011, 04:47:47</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai~ tormenting Emma</strong><br><br>Mordecai rested a hand on her thigh to keep her leg open. He bent down and mouth her clit and slit. She had a fresh taste. It would be dandy tomorrow morning when he used her again. <br><br>“You’ve behaved. That earns you a night in the house,” He announced. <br><br>He stood then leaving her on the floor. A few minutes he was dressed then bend down to raise her into a kneel. <br><br>“Up you got,” He said as his other hand went to the hood in his back pocket. <br><br>No helmet. Hooded instead. It was all the same to him. He wanted her so hot every time she was in the dark she would beg for him to fuck her. So well trained that the sight of a hood would have her slick to her ankles. Hood and chains, her breasts swelling with milk for him in the morning. <br>Life was good. It was about time to show Madeline what she was missing. He licked his lips just thinking about it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-02-2011, 05:44:40</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She moaned and bucked as his mouth went over her in a tease. He knew how to get her aroused, then just let her hang there. He was so good at training, Emma didn't resist him or stop him. <br><br>She smiled in the darkness, she was leaving the cell. The room that was stark and lifeless, sue was getting to leave since she had behaved. He ha left her to dress, she could tell by the rusting of clothes next to her. Emma felt two hands move her to her knees, she couldn't do much else since her hands were still bound, he would have to fully help her to her feet. <br><br>Emma had no idea that the trade off for the helmet would be a hood. Little did he know she would gladly accept anything after getting that hunk of iron off her head. The hood would be very different, lighter, easier to bear and Emma would not argue when he decided to place it on her head. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 03:51:02</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ moving Emma</strong><br><br>It was important that Emma got a good taste of freedom as she would begin to think of it.&nbsp; The promise of what he would bring her had to be enough for her to want to do as he asked. It wasn’t enough to toss her in the isolation cell. A constant diet of that would kill any desire she had and make her useless to him. <br><br>It was a balance of punishments and rewards. It went with pain and ecstasy he wove in every orgasm. Not like Helen. Helen was a pain bitch supreme. Helen thrilled him like no other woman and he lavished pain on her as he fucked her. <br><br>Emma was different. She would be used differently. Pain would be required for her orgasm but with the dose of pleasure. He’d seen to that. He’d make sure it was her addiction like having her lactate twice a day for him. Reminding her as her breasts filled that so would her cunt and only then would she find release and relief.<br><br>He brought the hood over her head. The smile and her face covered. Later when she earned it he would simply tape her eyes. He had considered blinding her permanently but decided against it.&nbsp; He didn’t want her hot all the time.&nbsp; Only when she was in total darkness. <br><br>Then he wanted her so hot she’d fuck anything. <br><br>The leash to her collar, his hand on her forearm to guide her, “Take three steps and stop.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 12:14:12</strong>
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				<strong>Maddy</strong><br><br>The Doctor left them, she felt sorry for the woman, there seemed to be a sadnss in her eyes, as if she yearned for something and never got it.&nbsp; She was sure she was here becasue she was a slave, yet she was obviously a very intelligent woman.&nbsp; Maddy turned her attention back to Yoatz and the choice he had given her.<br><br>"Get the damn splinters out first Sir please, theres one or two that are really beginning to get uncofortable" she told him, moving around in the bed so she was laying face down.&nbsp; Her back, buttocks and thighs showed signs of the chair she had been put in, not to mention the beating she had recieved.&nbsp; Her creamy skin was a mix of bruises, pin pricks and red ugly patches from splinters that were embedded in her.&nbsp; She moaned as she settled, her body aching.<br><br>"I'm so sore acros my back, I didnt realise it until the pain relief wore off.&nbsp; I imagine it paints a pretty picture for you"she said, a hint of bitterness in her voice.<br><br>A nurse returned with the creamer, and then left again, it seemed no one wanted to spend any time with the charmer who was Tomas Yoatz.&nbsp; But Maddy didnt mind, he wasnt the bully that the others seemed to be, he was more...well..human, if that was possible in this situation.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 13:25:43</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She felt a soft fabric go over her head. A hood? Well I was better than that fifteen pound helmet he had on her. Emma sighed, obviously she was not meant to be fully free of a cover over her head. Thoughts filled her mind of why. Silly thoughts. Did he think she was ugly? That he wanted he hideous face covered for no one to see? Maybe he didn't want her to determine where they were going? Surely he didn't think she would try to figure a way to escape any longer. She didn't know that it was a training method to get he hot and ready for him, but she would learn that soon enough. <br><br>Emma did as she was told and took three steps and stopped. She stood there quiet and waiting, waiting to hear the sound of the door opening and her chance to be out of the dank cell she had been in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 00:16:13</strong>
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				<strong>Yoatz ~ with Miss Splinter</strong><br><br>Tomaz grunted when she turned. Painful. She ought to be on her last leg but she was smarmy and still raising her voice. It said a lot. She was definitely someone who needed his expertise to bring her along, train her properly.<br><br>&nbsp;“You’re a posy patch alright,” He remarked as the nurse dropped off the crème.<br><br>It was then he looked carefully at all her hurts as he decided which one first and what angle. Angle was important with splinters and cactus needles, or porcupine quills. He’d removed his share of them all personally and for others animal and human alike.<br><br>He didn’t waist any time. The tweezers placed at the puncture and pinched, drawing the worst out expertly. He wiped the nasty looking piece on the tray and moved back to remove more. <br><br>Quickly and easily.&nbsp; Ignoring the sounds she made. Ignoring the pain he was adding. No help for it. She’d just have to bare up under it until he was finished.<br><br>They hadn’t dragged her in reverse so there wasn’t any breaking off. But there were a hell of a lot of them. By the time he was done he had a smart pile. Large enough to start a fire. Definitely start a small fire with the collection.<br><br>“Cream now,” He warned her and gave her a few minutes to catch her breath from digging the splinters out. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 00:17:04</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ Moving Emma to the main house</strong><strong><br>Mordecai stepped to the door. His hand on latch as he spoke.<br><br>“Door are funny old things. They open out and open just a quickly back in. Keep that in mind.”<br><br>He pulled the locking mechanism and the heavy lock protested but opened. He gave it a little more of a tug and the door stood aside. It was time to take her for her first outing. <br><br>He stepped to her. Her hands chained to her waist. The leash dangling between her breasts waiting for his attention. How could he resist. He collected her leash and pressed him mouth to her shoulder as he pulled her roughly against his well muscled frame. His teeth grazed near her neck as he suckled her flesh. A hand at her back keeping her in place as the other brushed the chain links across a breast.<br><br>A few moments of his attention before he suddenly stepped back. “Five steps then stop.”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 15:06:34</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She never knew what to expect from&nbsp; him. Yes she fully understood the reference to the door, that she best behave or it was back into the dark sell for her. But when she heard the door open, she never expected him to pull her to him and make her body sing once more just by a few touches and nibbles to her neck. She instantly got wet and her body needed him. It was over before it began and soon she was instructed to take five more steps, which she did, then waited. Emma would listen to every word he said, making sure never to disobey her new master. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Fifth Master</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 01:39:48</strong>
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				<strong>Mordecai ~ showing Emma around</strong><br><br>Mordecai was reluctant even then to let Emma move. She did and took those five stepped. Five stepped that allowed him enough room to shut the isolation room. The staff would clean it. Open it to air. But for now he chose to close it from preying eyes. Let them wonder and worry who was next.<br><br>In the meantime, Mordecai was thinking about how to fuck this luscious bitch in front of Madeline tonight and tomorrow. It would have been Helen but he had gotten robust and she was in no condition for another session. But he wished she was. <br><br>He shrugged off that feeling, pushed it aside. Helen was a slave bitch. Besides what he planned for her would be worse than the sessions and last considerable longer. <br>Mordecai then turned his attention back to Emma. His cock hard again as he took her chain. His hand on her forearm and he gave the chain a tug.<br><br>Then stepped off. It didn’t take long to make the distance from the Hen House to the Main house. Emma wouldn’t have any idea of course. Unless the restless sounds from the stable or the vicious growling as they walk along the kennels meant anything to her. It didn’t to Mordecai except that he had planned for Madeline which involved animals. <br><br>But first he had Emma, who he wanted to fuck so hard his dick was screaming obscenities as he continued to delay his own pleasure.&nbsp; He had priorities. He was willing to sacrifice his own pleasure to see that justice was done, no matter how long he had to hold off. <br><br>Into the main house thru the kitchen the only way slaves were allowed. Down the hall and to his suite. This hand on the door as he entered. <br><br>“I hope you’ve been resting Madeline, because it’s time for your training to begin,” Mordecai told her.<br><br>“You remember Emma don’t you?”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Heist - Arriving at the Ranch - Act II</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 04:41:40</strong>
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				<strong>Emma</strong><br><br>She waited and heard the door close, the door to the dark hell she hoped never to return to. The room that held nothing but darkness and silence for her. <br><br>As the leash was tugged, Emma moved, walked with him moved to a new place. The feeling under her feet changed. At times there was grass, then gravel. The gravel cut into her tender feet, but she didn't utter a word. Why would she, he was moving her to a better place. <br><br>Soon, once more she felt a floor under her feet. It was quiet again. No barking dogs, no whinies from horses. Just the sound of his shoes on the floor near her. <br><br>When he spoke the bitch's name Emma stood there, waiting, wondering just what he had in store for his sister, and how Emma played into the whole scheme.
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