Captured!
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				Title: <strong>Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MomoPeach</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 19:37:11</strong>
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				Traci slowed her black Ford F-150 pick up truck to a stop and hopped out. Angrily she kicked the tire and cursed. "Fucking piece of shit gps!" The woman pulled a small black cellphone out of her pocket and held it up to the sky searching for a signal. That cursed little red slash still marked that there was none. Growling to herself she climbed back up into the truck and began to drive again. She was dangerously close to being out of gas and with no reception she was beginning to seriously freak out. <br><br>'What a way to celebrate my birthday. I'm supposed to be getting legally trashed, not aimlessly driving around.' She sighed as she continued down a dusty little road that seemed to go on forever. Her palm smacked into the gps, but the gadget simply stayed black. "Fuck!" She slammed her hand against the wheel before reaching over into her purse and pulling out a cigarette. The woman lit it up and took in a deep puff keeping it in her lungs&nbsp; until they felt like they were going to burn. Finally she let the smoke slowly escape her lips, but she wasn't feeling any better. She had a bad feeling about this. She had seen too many tv shows and movies like this and they never ended well. <br><br>Traci shook her head and stared ahead at the road. 'You're getting to yourself moron. Calm down.' The car started giving a little sputter and she cried out angrily. "No! No no no!" The car cruised to a stop and she let her forehead thud against the steering wheel. "This can not be happening to me." Grabbing her purse the black haired woman jumped down out of the truck and started walking. She knew she had to run into life eventually, right? <br><br>It felt like forever, but Traci finally stopped and smiled. "A house!" She did some mental cheering before running over to the house and knocking on the door loudly. "Hello is anybody here? My name is Traci. I'm lost. Can I get some help here? Helloooooo!" The woman stepped back and looked up at the windows. The house didn't seem to be abandoned, but it wasn't immaculate either. 'Maybe I should have thought this one through before banging so loudly. I don't even know who these people are.' She ran her hands down her white tube top that exposed her smooth, pierced stomach and then over her blue jean shorts. <br><br>'Come on, come on. Open up already.' She was thirsty and the beginning of growling could be heard in her stomach. "Hello?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 01:57:16</strong>
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				Ricky had seen Traci coming. He had been sitting in his room up stairs. He'd taken the master bed room since his dad had died. It was, after all the room reserved for the head of the house. And as the oldest, Ricky was the head of the house. His face split into a sadistic grin. This girl was hot. He most certainly wanted to get a piece of her ass. And so he strode down the stairs, pointedly refusing to put on a shirt, knowing that he was a very well built specimen of masculinity. He had to be, living on a small farm. He wondered why Sasha hadn't answered, but he'd deal with her later. Maybe he'd fuck her ass as punishment. She never really did enjoy that. Ricky opened the front door, his eyes taking in Traci and her clothing hungrily. She was even hotter up close.<br>"Who're you?"<br>He figured it would be best to let her explain herself first. Not that Ricky would let her go before he fucked her. He always got what he wanted. It took time sometimes, but he always did. His eyes roamed over her body, taking in the wonderful curves of her tits and ass. Yep. He most definitely would tap that piece of ass at least once.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MomoPeach</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 18:49:05</strong>
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				Traci looked up at the man in front of her and a smile came to her lips. He had a beautifully sculpted body and she couldn't help but to stare. "I'm T-Traci." The woman pushed her hair behind her ear and looked him up and down lustfully. "I got lost and my truck is out of gas. Think you could help me?" She played with a strand of her hair twirling it around and biting her lip. <br><br>'What am I doing? I have a boyfriend.' The woman dismissed the thought though. She was simply flirting. What was the harm in that? "I'm trying to get to Port Ridge. It's my birthday and all of my friends are waiting for&nbsp; me. I'd really appreciate it if you could give me directions." The heat was beating on the back of her neck and she fanned herself lightly. "Could I have something to drink?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LIAR</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 02:46:25</strong>
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				Sasha pushed her feet back and the wooden chair she was sitting on up-ended to two legs so she could dip her head around the wall and give a curious glance-over at the door. Ricky stood there, shirtless and talking to some hot little thing. Sasha almst regretted ignoring the door, but she had been too busy applying a new coat of red nailpolish to her toes to match her fingers. She shifted her weight and the chair resettled on the floor with a thump.<br><br>"Sure sweetie, come on in," Sasha said while standing up. She moved into the hallways so Traci could put a face to the voice. Sasha was wearing a white sundress that clung suggestivly to her body. Unfortunately it was old and there were dingy spots that could no longer be washed out. A glance to Ricky was all the younger sister needed to see that this girl was a keeper- not that she blamed him; Traci was hot.<br><br>"Lemonade or Sweet Tea do you fine?" she asked, beckoning the birthday girl further into the house and around her brother to the kitchen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 08:40:50</strong>
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				Ricky followed Traci into the kitchen, exchanging a knowing look with his sister as he passed her. She knew he loved that dress on her. Several of the stains had been from his cum and she knew it drove him crazy when she just walked around in it. He'd noticed the way Traci had been eying him. And he'd loved it. She was hooked. Now that she was inside, there was no way he'd fail to nail her. Maybe Sasha would want to help. She did so love to torment people and she would already know that making Ricky watch her fuck this girl would be such sweet torture to him.&nbsp; He grinned at Sasha and grabbed her ass while Traci wasn't watching, making sure to squeeze in that way he'd discovered she loved to be squeezed a long time ago. She wouldn't do anything to retaliate just yet. Not with Traci still only just arrived. She'd wait a bit. After she'd had the chance to tease Traci some.<br>"I'd love to give you a ride Doll, but my little brother has the truck right now. He should be back soon though."<br>He smirked. It was such a pity that she'd be late to her party. In fact, if they liked her enough, she wouldn't show up at all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MomoPeach</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 08:57:06</strong>
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				Traci smiled as she entered the house and her eyes rested on the woman. She was pretty and so polite to her. "Lemonade please. Thanks I really appreciate this." 'See? You were worried for nothing. These people are really nice.' As she sipped the lemonade that was handed to her she nodded her head before pulling the glass from her lips and sighing. <br><br>"It's alright. I guess I'll just be late. This really sucks." <br><br>The woman slipped her cell phone from her pocket and held it up in the air. There was a signal now, but it was very faint. Frustrated the woman slipped it back into her pocket. "I'm sorry if I'm inconveniencing you guys at all, but if I could just ask one more favor I'll be out of your hair. Do you have a phone? I can get ride."<br><br>Traci felt completely at ease as she stood in these stranger's kitchens. 'Country people. I should have known that they would be nice.' She laughed inwardly and drank some more lemonade.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 09:09:38</strong>
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				Ricky smirked as Traci tried her cell again. He knew for a fact that she wouldn't get anything usable while she was on his property. He'd set up a cell signal jammer weeks ago. It had been tough, but so worth it. His family had no need for cell phones after all. They rarely had guests and were very close.... Very close. He gave Sasha another knowing look and walked around behind Traci, making a show of opening the fridge again. He took out a beer and, discretely, opened the drawer right next to the fridge, withdrawing a roll of duct tape and putting it on the counter He knew Sasha knew what he was doing and knew she'd love to get in on the fun very quickly. Ricky then closed the fridge and popped the tab on his beer, smiling as he took a swig.<br>"I'm afraid not. Our phone's been dead for a while now. The phone line was accidentally damaged when my brother and I were setting up a fence. We haven't had the time to get it fixed yet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MomoPeach</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 16:11:23</strong>
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				Traci sighed again and shook her head. "Well this just isn't my day is it?" She slipped the phone from her pocket again and stared at the screen transfixed. "Dave is going to be so worried. My boyfriend is at that party." She sighed again heavily and put the phone back once again. "I guess I'll just have to wait on your brother." She smiled at them lightly. "I don't mean to complain and seem rude. Thanks for you help. I think I'll go wait in my car though."<br><br>She gave them a little wave as she turned around and walked slowly out of the kitchen thinking of her predicament. What she really planned to do right now was go outside and search around for a signal. She was close to the front door when her phone gave a familiar jingle. Excitedly she whipped it out and saw a text from her boyfriend. 'Hey birthday girl. You're late to you're own hoedown. Hurry up okay?'Several more text messages popped up and she smiled excitedly. <br><br>"Hey you guys, I found a signal! Never mind." Just like that it was gone again. She stomped her foot like a spoiled child and poked out her bottom lip. "You know I'm convinced. This day really just couldn't get any worse."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LIAR</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 19:24:19</strong>
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				Sasha gave a light laugh and followed Traci towards the door. "Naw hunny, bein' by yourself isn't no way to spend the evening while waiting on our brother to show up. Come into the sittin' room and make yerself comfortable. We don't often get visitors and a pretty little thing like you ain't nothin' but a pleasure to have around." Charming as ever, the sister nodded her head towards a small room where a rocking chair sat by the window and a love seat on the other side of the room with a round table inbetween.<br><br>"Tell me about Dave and this party yer headed off to." She turned over her shoulder to give a sly wink to Ricky and beckoned him to join the two ladies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MomoPeach</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 19:51:01</strong>
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				Traci turned towards Sasha and smiled. "Okay if you insist." The woman followed behind her host. The sitting room was brightly lit and inviting. Besides that the woman herslef, Sasha, had an allure to her. The way she walked, her pretty accent, her politeness was all drawing Traci in. 'She really is beautiful. I guess I can stick around for a while. Might as well wait for their brother.'<br><br>Traci walked over to the rocking chair and sat down. "Well it's my twenty first birthday party. My boyfriend, Dave, set it up for me. He's from Texas and he said a barn party would be a lot of fun so I agreed to it. It's actually at the old MaKeller barn. Do you know where that is?" She ran her hands over her legs as she gazed at Sasha. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 21:57:56</strong>
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				Ricky smirked and slipped the duct tape into his back pocket, careful to walk behind Traci as they stepped over into the living room. Not that he minded walking behind her in the slightest. Her ass looked so inviting in those little shorts of hers. He took a second to adjust his cock in his pants, noticing that it was causing a tent to form. He waits banded the thing so as to not show it off just yet. He couldn't help it.Traci was a fresh new discovery and he had yet to fully explore her the way he wanted to. He would though. Sasha could be very charming. Her accent drove most guys wild.... Himself not excluded. Ricky looked back at his sister and smirked when she noticed him eying up Traci from behind. Traci's boyfriend was a very unlucky man. Ricky was going to have so much fun ravaging his girlfriend in every hole available.<br>"You're twenty one now are ya? Well that calls for a beer of your own don't ya think?"<br>Ricky strode back into the kitchen and grabbed a beer for Traci, not opening it yet, but pulling a sedative from a cabinet. He didn't keep strong ones, but they were good enough to make someone completely relaxed and loopy enough to forget where they were. He pocketed one of the pills and brought the beer back into the living room, setting it on the table for Traci to have at her leisure.<br>"Might as well have fun anyway right?"<br>Ricky smiled warmly at her, his eyes never failing to look hungry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LIAR</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 04:30:11</strong>
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				As they both settled, Sasha lifted one lone leg over the other. Crossing her legs caused her dress to ride up a little higher, revealing the smooth skin of her toned thigh. "MaKeller barn?" the sister said with a drawl. "Mmm, no. Can't say it rings a bell, miss. Your boyfriend is way far away, I think. You sure you in the right county? It sure is a shame there ain't no workin' phone for miles to be had else you could contact yer friends. Bet they're worried sick."<br><br>She gave a sympathetic smile. "Hopefully our brother'll be back soon to get this sorted out. Until then, settle in and enjoy yourself. I know we sure will." She gave a cryptic laugh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 06:42:14</strong>
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				Ricky reappeared in the room just as his sister decided to stretch her legs and cross them, giving him an eye full of her glorious thighs. He was almost tempted to take her right then and there, but no. He would wait for that. Sasha had a magnificently tight pussy, but he wanted this fresh young thing that had strayed so willingly into the lion's den. He'd stepped out of the room again to lock all the doors and made sure that the windows were still sealed shut. He was almost ready to get this little party started. And he was getting impatient. If their brother didn't get back very soon, Ricky was gonna just have his way with both Sasha and Traci by himself. And he knew Tommy hated it when Ricky left him out when they had new toys. Ricky really didn't give two shits if he liked it or not. He was the oldest and that made him the man of the house. If Tommy didn't like it, Ricky would remind him just who was the boss around there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MomoPeach</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 15:01:00</strong>
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				Traci raised an eyebrow at Sasha's last remark, but she discarded it. 'You're being paranoid Traci.' She looked at Sasha's thighs and a small smile formed on her lips. She was sexy that was for sure, and it kept distracting Traci. She loved a beautiful girl to look at. Before Dave she had been with a girl who was kind of like Sasha. She was sweet, polite and a sexual demon. 'If only I were single.'<br><br>The woman leaned forward and picked up the beer that had been offered to her earlier. She laughed lightly as she opened it. "My first legal beer. Congrats to me." She took a deep drink from the bottle and sat it down again. "Good. I'm sorry, but is there a bathroom I could use?" She was surrounded by strangers so maybe that accounted for her feeling of unease. Or perhaps it was the way that Ricky gazed at Sasha. Something just didn't feel right. 'Maybe I can get in touch with Dave. I have to try something.' 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 17:57:19</strong>
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				Ricky destured over his shoulder towards the hall, his body in a seemingly relaxed stance.<br>"It's down the hall, first door on your left."<br>Ricky was begining to formulate a devious plot for this girl. Her style of dress was far too provocative for him not to want her. His cock was so hard that even his waist band was having trouble keeping it contained. As it was, Ricky had to lean forward a bit and hook his thumb through the front of his levies just to keep it from causing a commotion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MomoPeach</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 19:53:12</strong>
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				Traci made a trip to the bathroom quick. Mostly it was just a cover so that she could check the bars on her phone. She held her phone up to the ceiling and sighed, frustrated. The woman wasn't sure, but she was beginning to feel uneasy about being in this house. 'I think I better just head back to my car.' She tucked the cellphone away once again and walked out of the bathroom back to where Sasha and Ricky were. <br><br>"Hey thank you guys really, but I think I better head out." She gave them a smile and then turned to leave. Maybe it was just her imagination, but she didn't like the atmosphere here. 'Better safe than sorry.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Captured!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rukio</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 01:04:08</strong>
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				Ricky chuckled. Here he thought she was going to be one of those stupid ones who failed to even catch on a little bit, but here Traci seemed to be rather uneasy. That only made him more excited. She had some kind of feeling for what was about to happen to her. Good. Ricky liked seeing the fear in their eyes when they realized just how little chance they had to escape. And the fact that Traci was now already nervous, meant that she'd put up a fight when the time actually came. Ricky's chuckle subsided as he stood, revealing that his cock was trying to escape from his jeans. His beer was left on the table and his hand was in his pocket, reaching for the duct tape.<br>"I don't think that's such a good idea Doll. Ya see, My sister and I have taken a liking to ya here. And I think you should stay a while longer and <em>get to know us better some</em>."<br>The last part of his statement made it clear what he intended to do. Especially since he'd torn a piece of the tape off and had, without Traci noticing, moved around so that he was between her and the door. It was locked, but that was only for insurance. She wasn't meant to get that far. Without further warning, Ricky lunged at Traci, tape hanging off his hand like a banner as he went, aiming to pin her against the wall and get her wrists with the tape.
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