Esha the Theif

WARNING This story contains descriptions of non-consensual sex, rape, bondage etc..If you do not like this materail, read no further.

Part 1 The city: cold and harsh and very lonely.

She stood like a dark, ominous, shapely statue as she watched the moonlit mansion across the road, never swaying or stirring even as the fall breezes blew like blasts of chilling water smashing into the shore. From under her Fedora, Esha glared intensely, spying the structure as she assessed it. Her long overcoat waved in the wind like a gray flag, flapping angrily as the shapely thief sprouted a wicked smile.

"Hmm. not too tough. Well Ms. Birmingham. Time for the hen to part with her eggs."

She'd been tracking Ms. Madeline L. Birmingham for months. One of the wealthiest women in the country, she was also one of the most wed. With 12 incredibly rich husbands, all of whom disappeared or died under explainable but suspicious circumstances, Ms. Birmingham had managed to accumulate a huge fortune and turn it into a successful cosmetics and clothing company; Birmingham's.

Esha began to grow more eager as she remembered the rumor she had heard just two nights earlier.

"Yeah.. yeah. she. uhh. is bringing the jewels in the day after tomorrow. They'll be in her mansion for the next week till she springs `em on the Atlas-Ryko Fashion Show as a surprise exhibit." Rattled Snugs quickly as Esha held him to the wall.

"REAAALLLYY.. Now you wouldn't be lying to your favorite jewel thief now would you Snuggy ol' boy." Esha said glaring down at the shaking snitch through her jet black mask, pulling him eye to eye and nearly lifting him by his shirt collar.

"No. honest. uhhh scouts honor!" he stammered holding up his left hand, then quickly his right and forming a mock scouts honor gesture that looked more like a Vulcan sign of peace.

All he could see was a 6'2" blonde (6'7" in her heels) and two of the most enormous tan breasts he could ever dream about. It was one thing to get rousted by the cops or by gangs but a huge, busty amazon wearing nothing but a black latex, string bikini, black latex shoulder gloves, black vinyl thigh boots and a black mask. This was way too humiliating. Snugs just thanked the stars everyone thought he was leaving with some big chested, deviantly dressed hooker and that no one was in that alley with them watching her slam him about for 5 minutes, like she always did, and then bully all the information she wanted out of him.

"Now why would the great Ms. Birmingham bring $2 million dollars worth of precious jewels to this burg?"

"Well. somethin' about promoting her new jewelry line. She's gonna use her set as the masters. Tain't no one supposed ta know about it. Its a big secret. That's why she's stashin' the stuff at her mansion instead of the bank, so none of the competition get wise." He continued staring straight at her brown tan endowment. She knew everyone stared at them and she liked it. Like she always said, "Better than a gun and a whole lot easier than beatin' the crap out of someone. If it melts them, so be it."

Esha relaxed her grip and sprouted a lazy, sexy smile. "Snugs, you've been such a nice guy all these times. I think you need a bit of a reward."

The fat little man's eyes exploded in drooling anticipation as Esha ran her hands down his chest, over his beer gut and stroked his woody. Yeah, he was being ruffed up but WHAT A RUFFING!

Esha sauntered away from him and stood a few feet away. She turned and faced him with her long, shapely legs apart and she shot him the most devastating sexual expression, letting her lips part and her mouth relax in a slight throwing kiss.

"Why don't you do something with the business end of that excited shaft of yours?" she said softly.

Immediately, the snitch started toward her, his hands wide open. She drew a small Saturday night special and stopped him cold.

"Show me how well you're acquainted with your left hand. I'll let you use me as incentive." The blonde said teasingly as she dabbed her hair with her gloved hand.

"Huhh. ya mean."

"That's right lover. Choke some chicken and dream about me! DO IT NOW!!" She barked waving the gun.

Esha giggled slightly as she remember how much the little squirt actually got into it. "Boy, I didn't think he could cum that hard. He must have been thinking about doing me real good."

She had done stunts like this before, many times, and made a whole lot of enemies, enemies that would do anything to get some revenge. The worst were the bastards she raped. Hard to believe but being a 6'2" amazon has its advantages and Esha was one of those few, rare women who could, would and enjoyed raping not only women but men as well. She had gained a rather notorious, underworld reputation as a rogue. Some huge goddess who did a lot of pilfering and a lot of humiliating. It was a testament to her skills as an athlete and a thief that she had not been caught, or worse, killed.

The thought of all those diamonds, rubies, pearls and gold nearly made her salivate. "Even with the loss I'll take pawnin' this hot shit and scamming a few deals, I can easily clear $1 mil. That stupid woman hauled her stash of jewels all the way to this town just to wave them under everyone's nose. Let's see how Ms. Rich Bitch looks with a bit of egg on her face when I relieve her of her little trinkets."

Esha ran across the road and, in one graceful movement, scaled the huge, rot iron fence and landed gently behind the estate's walls. Not needing to cover her costume anymore, Esha threw off her overcoat and hat and took off across the grounds in her black suit. The grounds were littered with alarms but they were nothing her skills as a thief couldn't handle. She easily made it to the main house and scaled the wall to the roof. There, she snuck over and spied a skylight.

"No need to set off the alarms going through the front door. This looks easy but anyone who brings all that loot to their housemust have taken precautions." She thought as she crept up and looked down through the skylight and into the main hall. The mansion was superbly decorated with elaborate Victorian style amenities. Gothic woodwork, huge oaken cabinetry and deep walnut paneling made the place look more like a castle than a huge estate.

"This woman definitely knows how to live..."

The amazon ducked back as she saw someone enter the hall. A maid, and a rather sexy one at that, walked along carrying a tray full of knic-knacs and small items. Esha then blushed slightly as she got a better look at the servant. The curly hared woman wore nothing more than a truffle laced apron that just barely covered her breasts and ran down just below her crotch. Her hair was adorned with a maids bow and her legs were covered with fish net stockings that ran to the middle of her curvaceous thighs. The outfit was topped off with a pair of six inch stiletto heels making the sexpot walk in a sensual saunter. The girl strutted along almost like a high priced whore as she walked past under the skylight and toward the main hall.

"I've got an idea." the amazon thought sprouting a wicked smile.

With cat like agility and super speed, the thief lifted the skylight window and slipped inside. In a quick, quiet leap, she came down and plowed straight into the unsuspecting maid. Her landing was nice and soft, seeing how she had a shapely mattress to land on. In a matter of moments, the maid found herself tied in the tightest hogtie she had ever been in and totally dazed by Esha's blow.

"OK! You're going to tell me everything I want to know!" Esha said arrogantly as she leaned over the dazed maid and whispered her order. The maid stared up at the most fantastic woman she had ever set eyes on and her shocked expression melted into a gaze of serenity.

"Where is the safe?!"

"Uh. uhh. I don't know."

"I seriously suggest you tell me what I want to know." Esha said softly as she moved closer, staring the woman down with her intense presence.

"I. I. can't. answer ."

"Why won't you answer?"

"The. the madam. She'll have my hide if I talk." The maid stammered.

"Hmm. this isn't going to work like I thought." Esha said to herself. "Without spending a few hours interrogating this girl, I'll probably get nowhere."

For a few moments Esha gazed at the maid, staring at the woman's very obviously sensual form. "I have to break her concentration but how." Suddenly, the amazon sprouted a naughty grin.

With ease, the buxom thief hoisted up the maid and carried her to a small coat room off the main hall. There, she shut the door quietly and placed the maid upside down, laying her on her shoulders and propping her up against the wall. Undoing the woman's ankles, she retied her legs, this time stretched up along the wall and together, securing the end to a sconce.

"Wha. what's going on??!" the young maid stammered as she wiggled slightly in resistance.

"Let's just say I'm going to apply some gentle "persuasion"". Esha grinned.

The heroine's hand reached upward and clamped down gently over the girl's ripe, tight, brown mound. The young nymph shook and froze as Esha slowly began massaging her exposed and unprotected vagina. Slowly breathing heavily and twisting in futile resistance, the maid began to roll her eyes as the sensation started to build.

"Uhh. no. stoppp!."

"Tell me what I want to know. Where is the safe?"

"Can't talk. can't.. UGGH!!" The maid's hips shot forward as Esha pressed in her first two fingers and plunged the young girl's virtue. Slowly and forcefully, Esha see-sawed her fingers in and out of the maid's now heavily lubricating vagina causing the girl to pant and moan like a delirious person with a fever.

Esha herself was kneeling in front of the girl with her long, muscular, bare thighs around the maid's head and her hips over the her face. As she watched and listened to the girl's sexual agony, the heroine began to tingle slightly herself. Was it the excitement? The power? All Esha knew was she liked the sounds of other women in sexual torment.

"My, you are a resistive one." Esha said coolly. As the thief continued to stroke the maid's frothing slit, she sat up and, with her free hand, slowly eased down her French cut bikini bottom . The maid began to pant more rapidly as she saw the huge breasted thief's vagina blossom like a flower before her eyes. The amazon slowly maneuvered her blonde mound closer over the young girl's face, hovering it ominously. Then, with exacting skill and dexterity, Esha slid her vagina lightly over the girl's mouth, gentle touching both her lips to the maid's.

The maid stared in confusion and delirious panic at the most perfect set of vaginal lips she had ever seen. Tight, perky and very healthy, Esha's virtuous cavity continued to hang like a perched viper ready to strike, lightly glancing and teasing the girl's shaking, quivering. Then, the viper struck.

"No. not. hummbllm."

Esha eased her hips down on the young girl's face and slid her slightly wet vagina onto the maid's gasping mouth. Almost instinctively, like she had been trained to do, the maid started wielding her tongue like a deadly weapon against the onslaught of Esha's pert vagina. Rocking her hips and grunting slightly in surprise, the amazon fought back, resisting the sensation and exerting herself even more as she forced the young girl to excite her.

Esha raised her head back and drew the girl's magical mouth into her cavity. Using the muscles in her vagina, she literally began kissing the girl back with her own labia, issuing amazing control over the tiniest muscles between her legs. As the maid's tongue continued, Esha began thrusting her hand even quicker and harder into the girl's sloppy cunt, sending more devastating waves of sexual energy blasting through the maid's already lust ensnared mind.

"Telll. mee." Esha moaned softly. "Tell me what I want to know."

"HMMMMM!!!. MMMMMM!!!"

The shaking of the maid's head sent tingles through the amazon and also told her the girl was still refusing to cooperate. Esha released her plunging finger grip on the maid and lashed out her strong arms, clamping her hands around the girl's hips and digging her fingers into her ripe ass. Then, Esha slowly bent over and hovered her nose just over the girl's now sensitive hairs. Using controlled bursts of slow breaths, she blew air gently from her nose, teasing and taunting the girl's panicked and severely lubing cavity.

Then, like a probing snake, the thief slowly extended her tongue and pressed it firmly against the wet lips in front of her. Like some Greek battering ram, the thief's tongue pushed through the girl's gate, entering and devastating everything in its path. Esha leaned in and sucked a deep mouthful of brown, agonizing muff.

"Hmmmm NOO!!"

Esha's mouth sucked and massaged the girl's cunt slowly and arduously as she worked herself around the maid's now dripping crotch. Kissing, licking, nudging and teasing, the amazon demonstrated one of her better, more "amazing" talents. The maid went into a tirade, slamming her hips and gyrating about frantically, knowing that to climax meant defeat. Esha knew this as well and stepped up her onslaught, devouring the maid's resistance with each mouth full of soft, brown ecstasy.

"MMM. NMMM. NNNOOO!!!!"

Faster and faster Esha continued to blast away at the girl's softening will. A chunk here, a crack there. A wrecking ball couldn't have done as much damage as that thief's tongue was doing. The maid was clutching, squealing. She was losing and Esha smiled in her usual, superior way.

Seizing like a jack lighted deer, the maid shook and convulsed. In an explosion of moaning, the maid burst, pounding her tortured hips against the wall and shrieking like a school girl as her mind was ripped to pieces. She then let out a final moan of exhaustion and sank down in defeat. Esha slid off the girl's now cum covered mouth and returned to plunging her fingers back into the maid's slack, wet cunt.

"Now, tell me where the safe is and, for that matter, where Ms. Birmingham is?"

"She's upstairs. I. I was supposed to bring that tray of stuff to her." The maid gasped as she swallowed and licked off some of the dripping cum on her face.

Esha stood up and stared at the maid for a long moment. "Well, if I go charging up there, God only knows what I'll find. A girl like me in this outfit is rather obvious don't you think?"

Untying the girl's suspended legs, Esha pulled her legs back down and curled them over the maid's chest, turning the young nymph into a human ball. Then, with the loose ends of her rope, she wrapped the girl up in a crouched position, her knees wedged firmly against her chest. The thief then grabbed a convenient handkerchief and stuffed it deep in the young girl's mouth. With a silk tie from one of the closets, she gagged the girl to prevent her from shoving out the rag. With an effortless yank, she hoisted the shocked and dazed maid up and swung her into a closet. She tied the rope around the clothes pole and stood back, staring at the balled up maid hanging from the coat rack.

"Sorry, but I can't have you running around telling everyone I'm here. It just wouldn't be right. I want it to be a surprise. Besides, a girl like you probably loves being all tied up." Esha said arrogantly as she knelt over and grabbed the girl by her chin. Looking over she noticed the maid's lacy apron. "Hmm. that gives me an idea."

The thief pulled off her bikini. The maid gaped in astonishment at the woman's far superior form. Those enormous, gleaming breasts lay low and plump on the amazon's perfect chest making the girl excited, even though she was now trussed up like a side of beef. They were absolutely perfect with the most erect, ripe nipples she had ever seen. She watched as Esha stripped completely down and placed her outfit behind some coats in another closet.

"I don't think you'll be needing these." Esha said as she stripped the maid of her stockings, apron and bow. In a few moments, the super sized, overly endowed thief was dressed like every man's dream maid.

"I'll just go upstairs and reconnoiter. These places always have more servants than the owners know about and, since you're dressed like a twenty dollar prostitute, I should fit right in." Esha thought as she tried to straighten the too tight outfit. The amazon was pretty proud of her plan but she was way too oblivious to the fact that she outclassed the maid by about a hundred times.

Esha closed the closet door with a ta-ta wave to the maid and slipped out into the hall. There, on the floor, was the silver tray and its strewn contents. She quickly picked up the items and straightened herself not looking at them. Then she slowly started up the stares toward her prize.

The main upstairs hall was dark and foreboding and the creaking wooden floor made moving rather obvious. "I'm the new maid remember. just relax." Esha said as she tried the first door. Moving along the hall, she turn each knob only to find the door locked. She then saw a light from a side hallway and ventured down it.

"In here! I'm on the phone!" a voice rang out from her side as she passed an open door. Esha turned with a slight start and readied herself. "I'm Fifi the new maid. Fifi the new maid." She repeated to herself.

"HOLY!"

Esha gasped and nearly dropped the tray as she stared in astonishment. A slim, very curvaceous, young woman with sleek, long black hair stood naked with one knee propped on a vanity chair and her head pinching a phone receiver to her shoulder. She was pretty amazing herself but what she was doing was the real shocker. Around her waist, the young girl had the largest strap on dildo Esha had ever seen. The girl was busy buckling the dildo straps to her legs and back as she chatted away on the phone.

"Yeah, we nabbed her and she's here now. Auntie says to do her real good. make her into a begging sex slut."

Esha stood like a giant breasted version of McCully Caulkum, staring bright eyed at the spectacle before her. Then she heard a moan from around the corner off to the right side of the large bedroom. She turned and saw a large, Victorian style bed complete with canopy and railed head and foot boards. Tied spread eagle, on her stomach with her ass raised was some poor young girl.

Esha walked slowly in and around the side of the bed, walking past the girl on the phone as she tried to circle around to get a better look. The girl on the bed was blonde, very pretty and very well built but she must have been no more that 16 or 17. Esha then looked at her tray and her eyes lit up again. KY Jelly, lube, rubber gloves, and an assorted variety of sexual jels and aids. Esha then looked back at the woman on the phone.

"Wow, I'd hate to be on the other end of that!" The thief thought in fear as she squeezed her legs together in a twinge of shock. She then bent over and leaned toward the young blonde tied to the bed, listening to the dark hared girl's phone conversation to make sure the dildo wielding young girl wasn't suspecting anything.

"Yeah, uhuh, we got her in one of our specialty bondage traps. She wouldn't take the hint and quit the cheerleading team.Now she's gonna pay real good. Auntie says she'll make a great book caddy at school. That's of course, after I sell her to any guy who can afford it.."

Esha was still trying to see if the girl was still alive. If anything, this poor thing needed rescuing real bad. From the whip marks and bruises, that dark hared teen wolf had already done the girl over once or twice already.

For a long moment Esha continued to stare, "Maybe I ought to turn the tables on that little tramp." That moment was a mistake.

"BLAM!"

The thief's head exploded like Mt. St. Helen's. The tray of jars and paraphernalia shot up into the air and all over the bed.

"BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!"

Over and over, blow after blow hammered into the thief's skull like a sledge hammer on a tent pole. She sank to her knees, then her ass, then she slunk down on her arms. Esha stared up slowly through a haze of dizziness at a giant dildo and the dark hared girl wearing it.

"Yeah.. book caddy.sell her to the highest bidder" the girl said with a grin as she pretended like she was talking into a phone that was now, obviously disconnected. With a big draw back, she raised the receiver she had been using to bludgeon Esha with and swung it one last time. A shower of stars, circles and spots cascaded over Esha's vision, then everything went pitch black.

"Uggh. where. what? Where am I?" Esha thought as the blackness faded. Her head rolled slowly and the feeling started to come back to her numb body as the dizziness faded away. Looking up, she could see a marvelous, flower patterned drape. No, it was a canopy, a bed canopy. She tried to sit up but her arms appeared to be firmly tied to posts on the bed. Her legs were tied also, spread eagle and firmly secured. As her vision sharpened, the familiar bedroom came into view. She was now naked except for the thigh stockings, the maid's bow and the stiletto pumps.

"Well, hello there." Said a young voice. Kneeling next to her on the bed, the young, dark hared girl that had just smashed her head like guacamole sat grinning like the Cheshire cat. "Its about time you woke up."

The girl ran her fingers lightly across Esha's face, down between her massive expanse and across her muscular tummy. "I've been dying to ask you. Now, tell me why you're here?! Who sent you?!"

"Hmph! Good luck with that sweet cheeks. You're so frightening I think I'll just spill my guts now and tell you everything." Esha replied with her usual smug attitude shooting the girl a mocking grin of superiority. She knew she had the young trouble maker way out classed and intimidated. All she had to do was play her cards right and she might have a nice, tasty treat before she robbed the family blind.

SMACK!

The brutal slap across Esha's now shocked face told her that bullying this slut was not going to be as easy as she thought. "You fucking CUNT! TALK!"

"How dare YOU! I demand you untie me at ONCE!!! Don't make me kick your little ass all over this ROOM!" Esha screamed half out of bullying tactics and half out of utter shock. Her body exploded in a tirade of struggling and thrusting as she tried to pull, rip or even loosen her binds.

"Sorry you big breasted moron. This bed was made to hold anybody. ANYBODY! I wouldn't get too uppity if I were you. You're not very bright. Obviously some stupid, big chested amateur." The young girl replied snobbishly as she flicked Esha's pert nipple with her long fingernail.

"AMATEUR!!!"

"That's right. If you're going to bag a maid and take her outfit, you might at least take off the mask." She said with a smile as she reached up and tapped the side of Esha's face, making the amazon feel her mask against her skin.

"SHIT!" Esha thought, mouthing it slightly as she rolled her eyes. "Damn things so skin tight I forgot I was wearing it." Not only was that a really stupid move but to have some sixteen year old upstart point it out to her was the torpedo that sank the Bismark.

"Now I get to make you talk." The nymph said softly as she sucked on her lower lip like a little girl and started maneuvering herself between Esha's legs. The blonde thief then gasped in horror. "Oh my GOD! I forgot about THAT!"

The slick, super huge dildo hung from the young girl's belt, hanging like a gun ready to execute its prisoner. Esha glared in terror, pulling and yanking at her binds in desperation. The girl reached down and pointed the dildo, positioning it. Then, with a deep thrust, she started inserting it into the blonde thief.

"AAAARGGHH!!!!!!"

Esha clenched her fists and screamed like a trapped animal as the head of the dildo burst her vaginal gate and worked its way slowly inward. The obviously larger woman began thrusting her hips, swaying and bucking, trying to do whatever she could to throw the young girl off. Even though the nymph was small, she was quite a little power house and her muscular legs and firm hands clamped down for the ride.

"GOD, You're so TIGHT!" the girl panted. "I can tell you've never had anything THIS big before!"

"AAAAGHHH!!! GOOOODDD!!! NOO!!!!"

The young girl had to twist her hips back and forth as she feverishly tried to see saw the huge, oversized phallic into Esha's horribly painful and now overly stretch cunt. Esha blared and wailed like a wounded pig as her virtue was split and stuffed by that enormous, plastic cock. Worse yet, the girl's unrelenting hip pounding and body twisting added new waves of sexual agony, tearing Esha apart with each thrust . That log was going in way too slowly and each inch was like an eternity in hell. Wrestling, screaming and panting, both women's bodies writhed and wiggled as the girl attempted to become one with her new found female plaything. In an unholy display of shimmying asses, jiggling breasts and thrashing hips, the girl moved deeper and deeper, looming closer to her goal of total insertion.

"Huh.. huh. huh. not going in.. loosen up. bitch!" The girl panted as she looked down between their bodies at the half inserted dildo. She then reached up under Esha's chest and grabbed the thief's strong shoulders in a vice like grip. Closing her eyes and clenching her teeth. The girl began slamming her hips down and forward as hard as she could, pile driving the bitch tamer even deeper and digging her nails into the woman's shoulders as she used all her strength to pull upward.

"AAAUUUGHHH!! GOOODDD!!! STOP IT!! SSTTTOOOPPP!!!" Esha screamed in agony unaware that the entire mansion probably could hear her cries. Tear stained eyes glaring in horror, the buxom amazon gasped and shouted in desperation, reducing herself to almost pleading for mercy as the girl continued her onslaught.

"Just a few more. iiiinnnnncccchhhheeesssss." The girl curled up slightly on her knees, pressing her toes against the bed. She re-gripped Esha's shoulders and lay her head on the amazon's chest. "One. two. TTTHHHHHRRRREEEEEE!!!!!!"

End Part 1

Part 2

Esha screamed an ungodly cry of tortured anguish as the last two inches were forced out of her lurching, sex pounded hips. Then, with a massive collapse of muscles, both women came to a rest, panting, gasping and wheezing with Esha thoroughly stuffed way beyond capacity.

"Ahhh. never actually ever used this one before. Had it made as a joke. The guy who made it told me never to try it cause it will definitely rip some poor girl apart. I'd just hate to think what this thing is doing to your insides right now." The girl said sarcastically as her face loomed over Esha's and beads of sweat dripped from her into the thief's tear stained eyes.

"You fucking little WHORE! You RAPED ME! When I get out of this I'm going to shove that thing all the way up your."

"My, what big tits you have." The girl said teasingly, ignoring Esha's cries for revenge. She reached down and cupped one of Esha's enormous mammaries, completely oblivious to the buxom blonde's curses. She pushed the large, Jell-O like mass upward then moved it around in huge circles making it slosh and shimmy. The woman's motherly nipples stuck out between the girl's two fingers and she used her digits to pinch and tease the large, brown teat. "Oh my, and they're all natural too. I thought you spent a fortune on silicone." She mused, licking her lips, as she toyed with the breast.

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME! " Esha screamed blaring like a wild woman. This young girl was obviously not a scared little rabbit. What's worse, the teen really knew how to make a woman's breasts betray their owner. Tickling, massaging and groping, the girl soon had Esha panting heavily from her misbehaved hands. The added super tension from the over sized dildo stuffed all the way inside her added even more sexual icing to the cake.

"Mmmm. I think I'm thirsty."

With a massive plunge the girl slammed her face into Esha's left mountainous flesh and feverishly began sucking the thief's nipple like a crazed animal. Those breasts were Esha's trophies, her pride and joy. Nobody touched them, especially without her permission. This time, however, Esha glared in shock as she watched herself being molested without any control over the situation.

The girl then began shifting her hips. Slowly at first, then more forcefully, she began thrusting her hips back and forth, sending Esha panting and moaning louder and deeper with each lunge.

"NO! uughh!! NOO!!!! Toooo BIIG!!!"

"Now. you know how the Birminghams deal with intruders.." The girl panted as she regripped Esha's shoulders and began slamming the massive dildo home. Faster and faster the fiery girl pumped the large blonde. Screaming, moaning and tightening, Esha struggled helplessly as the defeating wave approached.

"NO! No one climaxes ME! NO ONE!.. " the blonde spitfire thought as she neared her pinnacle. Thrashing her head from side to side, the blonde turned to her left and her eyes exploded in surprise.

"Rope knot! I can reach it."

The wave was rolling up on her like a tsunami approaching a helpless island. The now feverish young nymph was slamming Esha so hard the bed was banging against the wall and both women were thrusting up and down on the mattress in mortal, sexual combat.

"Just a few more.."

"AAYYIIEEEE YA!"

Esha's left fist came screaming from the side and smacked the girl in the head sending her long black hair spraying all over and nearly launching her off the bed. The girl came to a complete stop, moaning and gripping her head in agony as Esha let loose another blow, this time to the teen's kidneys. The girl instantly balled up and wailed in pain as the muscular blonde rapid punched her side.

As the nymph curled and whined, Esha quickly undid her right hand. With expert skill and dexterity, she quickly bound the girl's hands behind her back. She then stuffed the doily from the night stand into the girl's mouth and tied it in place with a scarf gag. In a matter of minutes, the dark hared girl found herself bound, gagged and rolling about like a tied sausage on the bed.

"UGGHH!!! UMMMM!!! UGHH!!" Esha moaned and winced as she slowly extracted the enormous dildo from her aching, swollen cunt. Dripping wet from her own juices, the implement looked even scarier in her hands than it did on the girl's belt. "Wow! What a LOG! Another minute and that would have been it for me."

Esha watched the young girl struggle about on the bed and her body began to tingle at the site of that nice, young thing so helpless in front of her. The thief was now naked except for the maid's stockings, her own mask and her pumps. The excitement of being so nearly taken coupled with being in someone else's house and lusting over someone else's daughter started Esha tingling with desire. She sauntered over to the bed and sat next to the girl, placing her hand on the girl's thigh and rubbing it gently.

"Have YOU ever been raped honey?" Esha asked with a grin as she pulled the girl to face her and held up the bitch staff. The dark hared nymph's eyes burst open in terror telling Esha she had a virgin, or, at least someone who has never been on the other end of abuse.

Stroking slowly and sensually, the blonde thief began doing what she did best; raping women. Her firm, soft hand petted and caressed the girl's tan legs sending the teen jerking and rolling in an effort to escape her rapist. Esha, however, merely attacked a new, fresh part of the girl's exposed legs, buttocks, back and breasts. The dominatrix then reached down and forcefully pressed her hand deep into the young girl's crotch.

"HMMMBLLMM!!!" "That's right, I like it when they wiggle. I have to admit, you almost had me there. I just can't stand being climaxed against my will. It just sucks the fire right out of me and, right now, I've got a WHOLE lot of fire!" Esha said deeply in the girl's ear as she nipped her lobe and massaged the girls lubricating vagina. For several minutes, the blonde thief kissed, teased and licked the girl's ear and cheek as she stroked more and more of the girl's virtue away. "The problem with being so young is, you climax from just about anything." The older woman said sarcastically as she sat up and pressed her other hand between the girl's legs adding five more fingers of devastation to her onslaught. After a bit, the girl tightened, lurched, moaned and tensed. Then with an explosion of convulsions, the nymph collapsed in defeat. Esha reached down and pulled off the gag. She knew the girl was now too wasted to scream or cry out. "Now, let me tell you the rules. One: No one climaxes me! NO ONE!" she screamed with a hair spraying slap across the crying girl's face. "Two: No one touches me without MY permission." Esha screamed as she slapped the young girl across the face again. "Three: I'm in control here. You WILL obey ME!" She continued grabbing the young, sobbing girl by the hair and shaking her head violently. "Yeeesss." "YES WHAT!!!" "Yeessss.. Misssttresss." The girl whimpered. Esha smiled arrogantly like she always did when she won. "Good. Now, putting this monstrosity in me was a clear violation of the rules. For that, you're going to get this up your cunt AND your ass. But first, I need something to relax me."

Esha climbed on the bed and sat against the headboard with her legs spread. She ran her hand down to her crotch and tapped her pelvis invitingly. "Come little one. Amuse me."

Esha grabbed the girl by her hair and pulled her up between her legs, pressing the teen's mouth up into her spread cavity. The girl struggled and whined for a bit, then she settled down and began licking her dominator's tight, wet vagina.

"mmmm. yes. You ARE pretty good. Somebody MUST be training you well." The blonde sighed, bunching her full hair up and leaning her head back. The girl continued pleasing her captor, twisting and wiggling her tongue like an expert and driving Esha back up into the clouds once more.

Suddenly, with a cruel slap, Esha ended the session, smacking the girl's face and sending her crying to one side. "Remember rule one! NO CLIMAXING!" The blonde hissed grabbing the girl by her hair and shaking her head.

"Now sweety. You've got some unfinished business with a rather dangerous dildo." Esha said as she got up, walked to the dresser and picked up the ominous horn. With a scoop of KY, she slowly lubed the monstrosity, holding it up so the frightened teen could stare at it in despair.

"I'm going to really enjoy.."

"HMMMBLLM!!!"

A rag came down over her nose and mouth and Esha's eyes exploded in shock. Hands grabbed her all over from behind, female hands, and they held her firmly as she struggled violently to escape. Her muffled cries soon became soft moans and her darting eyes began to slow as the anesthetic sucked away her spirit. Soon the fire was out and the blonde collapsed to the floor.

---

Esha's head slowly began to rock as the ether began to wear off. She had never been chloroformed before. She did use the stuff on several occasions on victims to render them unconscious so she could tie them up and rob them. Now the shoe was on the other foot and her head felt like an Amtrak train had run through it, hit a pickup on the tracks and derailed. It took several long moments before her wits returned. She immediately discovered that her fate was the same as those victims she had dealt with so many times before.

She was in a standing position with her hands manacled together behind her back with leather cuffs and chains. Her hands hung from a padlock attached to a rod in the ceiling. This kept her arms and hands in one place, preventing her from moving too much. They were pulled upward keeping her arms straight and her back bent.

Her feet were shackled together with more leather manacles chained with ten gauge steel chain. Her ankles were padlocked together and padlocked and chained to a ring in the floor, preventing her from moving her legs. Ironically, she was now wearing a pair of jet black stiletto heels but nothing else.

The whole arrangement had her standing bent forward since the rod in the ceiling holding her hands was about two feet ahead of the ring on the floor and they prevented her from standing straight. Chains and a leather leash around her long neck secured her to the floor and ceiling and prevented her from moving about too much. The only comfortable position, if you can call it comfortable, was to stand with her long legs together and slightly bent and her back bent forward with her rear out in the air.

She moaned but a pump ball gag filled her mouth and was held

in place by a thick sponge that was leather strapped around the back of her head and prevented her from making any real noise.

SMAK!!!!

Esha yelped as a leather bullwhip smacked across her wide ass, slicing into her and sending waves of searing pain through her rump.

"So, our new "maid" has finally woke." Said a sultry female voice. Esha turned around and saw another woman standing next to the small girl she had just abused earlier. The woman was built somewhat like Esha was but nowhere near as big breasted. She was still large but Esha knew she was way over endowed herself, out matching anyone she met. The whip wielder was fair skinned and full figured with short, curly black hair in a loose afro and an older, more sophisticated face. She also dressed the part. Black laced bra, panties, stockings with garters, silk gloves and stiletto heels. The woman was the definition of a dominatrix.

"HA! Who's the boss NOW SLUT!" screamed the young girl as she came up and plowed her foot hard into Esha's prominent ass, shoving the blonde thief forward from the blow.

"ENOUGH URSELA!" screamed the older woman. "I will do the training here! No one ELSE!"

"But mother."

"Leave NOW or you'll end up bow legged!"

"Fine!" the girl declared with a pout.

"And make sure the arrangements are made." Added the older woman as the girl stormed out of the room and slammed the door. The woman then started toward Esha's rear, running her gloved hand lightly over the blonde's bare ass with the slightest of tickles.

"Children. They're so bothersome." The woman said as she circled around front and stared Esha in her glaring, angry eyes. "But I suppose you wouldn't know anything about that seeing how you've never had any." She added tapping Esha's swaying left breast with the hilt of her whip and causing it to shimmy.

"Now, I want you to tell Aunt Maddie why you're here. I seriously doubt you're our new maid with that mask on. By the way, I do so love the mask so I left it on. It makes you look so much more mysterious." Said the older woman who Esha began to recognize as none other than Ms. Birmingham herself.

The woman bent over and grabbed Esha firmly by the chin. "I'm assuming you're some kind of prowler, maybe a jewel thief, though you seem too amateurish to me." Ms. Birmingham grinned arrogantly as she stared into Esha's eyes and was rewarded by a glare of anger and a twist of defiance.

"You fucking bitch!" Esha thought. "Oh I'm really going to do a number on you once I get free! You and your niece are really in for it!"

The dominatrix stood up and raised her gloved hand.

SMACKK!!

Her hand struck Esha face so hard, the blonde's gag nearly popped right out. Golden hair sprayed everywhere as Esha's face swung hard to the left and stung like a giant bee sting.

SMACK!!

SMACK!!!

SMACK!!!

One, twice, three times, again and again slaps rained down across Esha's face stinging and stunning the thief and turning her luscious face redder and redder with angry streaks of abuse. The dominatrix then grabbed Esha by her golden main and pulled her head hard upward. With a balled up fist Ms. Birmingham landed a boxer's blow square into Esha's model like face sending a spirt of lip blood across her cheek. The woman then backed up and, with a high, aerobic kick, punted the gorgeous blonde's face like it was a football sending her head back with a crack against her shoulders.

Esha slumped down panting and whining as blood trickled from her split lip and bloodied nose. As she gasped and sobbed, the dark hared woman sauntered past Esha and around to her hind side. There she raised her hand and lightly smacked the thief on her tan rear. After a few more light slaps to get Esha's undivided attention, she leaned in and cupped both buttocks with each hand, massaging and molesting the thief's rear with abandonment.

"Oh, these are sooo nice. I'm going to enjoy this." The woman

said promiscuously as she stepped away and over to a wardrobe. She opened the oak doors and pulled out a large bat, the flat kind used in cricket. Esha looked behind her and began to wiggle in shock.

"Don't you DARE! I'll fucking KILL YOU.."

KA-BASH!

"HMMMMBBBLLLMM!!!!"

Aunt Maddie raised the bat and let loose another blow with all her strength. The bat slapped down across Esha's rear with a loud, meaty smack, causing her butt cheeks to vibrate and balloon upward in searing pain. Esha retaliated the best way she could by tightening those perfect ass cheeks to their stiffest to diminish the pain.

"Ah, resilient, just as I thought. I'll just have to loosen you UP!"

The dominatrix raised the bat to the ceiling and pile drove another butt buster causing the thief's cheeks to curl around the board and forcing tears to burst straight out of her eyes. Then, in a tirade of unrelenting anger, the dark hared torturer began smashing the bat across Esha's poorly abused hind quarters as fast as she could. Harder and harder, faster and faster. The board smacked, smashed and tenderized that rear in an unrelenting display of horrible violence. Then, with one last mighty blow, the bat came down and exploded across Esha's ass sending splinters and wood all over and causing the bound thief to scream out in uncontrolled agony.

The woman dropped the remnants of the bat and walked away panting. Esha stood sobbing and cringing, her blue and red ass nearly humming from the brutal beating. Esha then sucked in a lung full of air and stared forward, her eyes burning in anger. Panting like a bull she began twisting and pulling at her manacles, dreaming about how she was going to rip this woman apart.

CRACK!

"Ah GOD NO!!!"

Esha cringed again but this time from the agonizing pain across her back as a bullwhip cut into her delicate, tan skin. With utter abandonment the whip wielding witch started cutting Esha to ribbons as she landed blow after tear reeking blow. Streaks of blood dripped and splashed across Esha's back as the woman's whip cut reddened groves of painful torment into her skin and marked her back with crisscrossing lines of agony.

Esha could only wail and scream as she was humiliated and beaten senseless. The next twenty minutes seemed like an eternity, then, with one last hard crack, the woman stopped and Esha slumped down in a crying mass of humiliation.

"You know, you are very beautiful. I would hate to see you become "scarred". Why not tell me who you are and this horror can end. Surrender to me and the pain will stop." The woman said coldly, almost like she was reading off a cue card as she lit up a cigarette and placed it in a holder.

Esha howled like an animal as she shook her head in resistance. Tear stained and reddened, the blonde dominatrix's eyes still blared in hatred and intensity and she snorted like an angry bull.

"Poor baby. I can tell you've never been on the other end of your own abuse now have you?" the woman said mockingly walking up and put her gloved hand on Esha's throbbing rump. Then, heartlessly, she rammed the smoking cigarette deep into Esha's right buttock sending the thief reeling. The dominatrix ground the bud to the filter and then flicked it away leaving a big, brown burn and a smear of cigarette ash. The woman then lit up four more cigarettes, each of which were put out in the same painful way.

Aunt Maddie then circled around and picked up a small chair. She sat down in front of the bent over blonde dominatrix and looked up at agonized face. "You know, you're a complete mess back there. I just hope you don't have to wear a bikini soon." She said sarcastically as she grabbed Esha by her tangled hair. The woman then released Esha and the woman's focus began to drift downward. Her gloved hands reached out and each scooped up a large mammary.

"My, we are a big girl, aren't we? So huge and soft and so natural." The dominatrix then began massaging the thief's huge breasts, groping and molesting them as she formed and griped the woman's tan, fatty flesh with childlike amusement. Esha moaned and squirmed in her bindings, clenching her eyes shut and jerky around as she endured the humiliation of her opponent clutching her massive endowment. Then she began to groan heavily as she felt what she knew was coming next.

The dominatrix stepped up her kneading, squeezing and pinching of the large tits sending waves of pain up Esha's chest. The woman then dug her fingers in hard and grabbed each gland in a firm grip. Reaching up with her long leg, she slammed her stiletto heel into Esha's sun freckled cleavage and pulled back as hard as she could on the giant, Jello like tits. Esha's eyes burst wide open in excruciating pain and she wailed in horrible agony as she saw her breasts being horribly stretched forward like two giant slabs of rubbery dough. Then, the woman released her grip and the breasts snapped back with a painful smack.

"How nice. They'll last for hours." Aunt Maddie said with a girlish smile as she blatantly started slapping the thief's tortured tits with glee. "I'll get back to these later sweet heart. Now, however, I'm getting a bit horny."

Esha shot the dominatrix a stare of flaming anger as she watched the woman get up and walk back over to the wardrobe. The thief's eyes then grew large with horror as she saw the woman pull out the same belt and dildo that she had used on the little girl and that had nearly done her in.

The dominatrix sauntered back over and cupped Esha's now squirming rear. "Oh come now my dear. You must have known you were going to be raped." The woman said teasingly as she watched Esha's obvious gyrations of objection. Ms. Birmingham relaxed her hips and aimed the tip. With a gentle press, she pushed the head into Esha's lips, guiding it with her fingers. She then grabbed the thief's ass and began steadily inserting the dildo.

Esha's head shot upward in terror as she felt her virtue being parted. "NOO!! Not with my legs tied TOGETHER!!!!"

After the first inch, the dominatrix found the going tough. The thief's hips bucking and writhed frantically in a futile attempt at shaking off her rapist. The dominatrix drew in a deep breathe and pressed forward, impaling the rod a few more inches into the wailing, screaming blonde.

"C'mon! You are SO TIGHT!" Ms. Birmingham gasped as she

gritted her teeth and pressed forward. "You fucking PRINCESS! Bitches like you need to be RAPED! NOW LOOSEN UP!"

Esha's screamed again as the dildo gained another inch. Twisting and slamming her hips, the dark hared dominatrix pounded, pressed and squeezed millimeter after agonizing millimeter out of the large chested blonde. After five minutes of butt squirming, crying and shrieking, the dominatrix gasped in relief as her hot, sweaty hips pressed against Esha's gleaming, wet rear. With one final thrust, both woman reeled up and back as the dildo was fully inserted.

"Now! Give Auntie Maddie a good grind!" Ms. Birmingham hissed as she started slamming her hips in and out, pounding the giant, twelve inch dildo like a bloated piston. Esha began crying and panting as she started chugging like a freight train. Faster and faster the two women pounded and thrust, their unholy union growing more electric and intense with each passing moment.

"NNO!!! Can't . can't come.. FUCKING BITCH!!.. DON'T!!!" Esha thought as she knew to give in meant defeat. No way was she going to let somebody who was supposed to be her victim get the better of her.

"MY But you DO have a lot of stamina!" the dominatrix said panting. "With a tight cunt like this, I bet a pretty little angel like you has never been raped! How does it FEEL WHORE! HOW DO YOU LIKE BEING RAPED!!!"

The blonde wailed and screamed as the dildo pounded and tore

away at both her insides and her resistance. The wave was building again. Deep and hard, it began to rise inside and grow over her body like a welling darkness.

"I see that tight pussy of yours needs some persuading.." The

woman reached over and Esha's eyes burst open at the sound of a low, deep hum. Ms. Birmingham raised a muscle massager and swung it around Esha's waist. With both hands, she dug the disc shaped, vibrating head into Esha's heavily lubricating, overly stretched vagina like a killer plunging a dagger into their victim's gut.

Esha exploded in a tantrum of sexual agony. Her body writhed

and bucked frantically as the vibrating head acted as a death dealing catalyst sending Esha to the next level of sexual despair. Her body was tensing, seizing. Like a jack hammer, the massager and the dildo tore chunk after chunk from her will, driving her closer and closer toward the edge of defeat.

"OH YES!!! That's it my dear!!! Give in to Auntie Maddie!!" the woman howled in taunting triumph as she felt the thief growing weaker and heard the woman's quickening pants of desperation. Then, the breathing stopped. The blonde's body clutched and froze. Every muscle of the giant amazon tightened to the breaking point.

"NOOO!!!! Can't bee.. I'm the dominatrix.. I can't beee clima..... UUUUGGHHH!!!!!!!"

Even under her gag, Esha's scream of sexual devastation could be heard all the way out into the hall. Her body exploded in a mammoth hurricane of female climaxing that would have made a dozen ordinary women satisfied for a year. The great jewel thief. The woman above all others. The taunting, teasing, buxom amazon that no man could ever hope to have. The awe inspiring blonde bombshell dominatrix was being.

"RRRAAAAAPPPPEDDDD!!!!!"

The thief's hips slammed and shook as the first climax tore her from head to toe. "Ok. one climax.. can handle it if I can just.." Esha thought in panic.

"Oh no you DON'T." the Aunt Maddie declared as she sensed the blonde's strength returning. She had the buxom thief on the mat, now it was time to pin her good. With renewed zeal, Ms. Birmingham stepped up her thrusts and forced the massager deeper into the thief's heavily lubricating cunt.

"No! can't catch my breathe. can't fight. STOP!!!! Multiple orgas..."

That tan ass surged from yet another mind ripping climax, then another and then still another. Like artillery hammering the Bismarck, Esha swayed and thrust from blow after will draining blow of sexually overpowering sensation. Crying and bleating under her gag, the blonde felt herself slipping away.

After an eternity of unrelenting climaxes, Esha's body slumped forward. In one last gasp, the blonde froze and then exploded in absolute devastation. Her fiery stare now faded to a dull gaze as her head dropped down. Auntie Maddie panting and sweating, clutched the young blonde's rear and steadied herself as she too was nearly exhausted by the ordeal. She then began to back up and withdraw the death dealing implement. "My, now that we've got ol' trigger nice and slick, let's try this hole!"

End Part 2

Part 3

Esha's eyes bulged in horror as she immediately realized what her dark hared tormentor meant. With a squeal from the blonde, the tip pressed against her tightly puckered anus and it began forcefully ramming inward. Auntie Maddie twisted and shoved the giant dildo, rocking and heaving with all her strength as she tried to rip down the blonde's obvious, but futile, attempts at resistance.

"C'mon.. That's it. I can tell you're definitely not a virgin but this ass of yours has never been popped. Its as ripe as a 14 year old's pussy. I bet this is a whole new sensation, isn't it PRINCESS!" The woman hissed as she bore down and forced another inch inward.

Esha bucked and screamed in a violent rampage as her rearward virtue was being so brutally taken from her. The thought of allowing anyone to rape her was demeaning in itself but, to have someone rape away her anal virginity was down right humiliating. She was a goddess and the thought of her being ass banged was beyond redemption.

With utter abandonment, the dominatrix continued Esha's anal onslaught, twisting and pounding the dildo in a violent effort at gaining even the smallest distance. She braced herself and leaned in, applying her full body weight and twisted her hips as all her weight rested on that bitch taming shaft.

Suddenly, Esha's face beamed in an unholy expression of pain and sensation. The dominatrix's hips suddenly dropped four inches as whatever was blocking her attempts at rearward entry succumb and the dildo slipped in like a battering ram.

Then the tantrum really started. The dark hared woman

grabbed Esha by her huge, jostling breasts and hung on for the ride. The blonde thief went into a sexual outburst of mind ripping climaxes as the sunken shaft of doom ripped, raped and stole each ounce of dignity from her. With hips slamming and butt shaking, the blonde amazon bucked like a wild filly, her eyes blaring and her nostrils flaring and gasping.

"Oh YES!!! YES! Struggle my dear. I do so love it when my rape victims start losing. You're going down WHORE and there's nothing you can do to stop it! By the time I'm done with you, you ARE going to be my maid and work for me for FREE!!"

The woman's taunting words, the pounding ass bang, the bondage and hopelessness, the already overly climaxed vagina, all these were stripping the jewel thief of every ounce of remaining will. Then, with one last surging explosion of sexual energy, the tan amazon soared upward and her soul detonated like a multi-megaton warhead. Esha's mind sank and slipped away as she became delirious with sexual overload. Her head slumped as she passed out.

---

Outside the room, Ursula grinned and rubbed herself slightly knowing that the blonde bitch was getting what she deserved and knowing what was to come. She walked away as the four women she had called approached the room with smiles and anticipation on their faces.

The young girl knew them well seeing how she had been a

plaything at their hands ever since she was quite young. Aunt Maddie's "friends" were a group of very wealthy, fit and attractive, middle aged socialites who partook in the same sexual games that their leader, Ms. Birmingham indulged in. Ursula smiled and beamed like a school girl as she saw the ladies saunter past and stand at the door. They stood tying leather straps, lacing stockings, putting on silk panties and getting themselves ready as they started chit chatting.

"Child. You say this one actually broke in?" Lady Tantum asked.

"Oh yes madam. She attacked a maid and myself before Auntie caught her."

"How is she?" asked Belinda Carmicheal like a kid waiting to open her Christmas present as she hooked her garter.

"We couldn't have hired anyone better. She could put Pamela Anderson to shame." The girl said gloating.

"Hmm. I've always wanted to do Ms. Pamela Anderson." Sneered Lady Tantum.

"Isn't she coming to your celebrity film opening next month?" asked Linda Brightstar, the third woman in the group.

"Why, yes. I'll have to arrange something special." Lady Tantum smiled giving Linda a wink.

"Oh God! I haven't had a good gang bang in weeks. I just hope this one lasts longer than that snoopy woman from the IRS." The fourth woman, Sophia Escobar said closing her eyes in anticipation as she licked her lips.

"Well, if nothing else, we've got young Ursula here to entertain us." Coldly replied Lady Tantum as she grabbed the young, frightened girl by her chin and smiled. Ursula backed away in terror, remembering all the other times she was the party toy.

"Do us a favor and fetch us a spot of tea." Ordered Belinda of the young girl. "We'll probably be thirsty in a few hours."

Glad to clear away from those four, the young girl bowed

quickly and ran off as they opened the door and entered the room.

From the open door, Ursula could hear the gagged rantings of their new found toy, crying out in desperation. Then a wave of silence came over the hall as the door slowly shut. Suddenly, screams began ringing out from the room. Horrible screams. Screams of utter despair and terror. Ursula rubbed herself slightly, knowing exactly what that big blonde was getting.

---

The whole house could hear the cries, thumps, bangs, whips and other sounds of torture as the hours passed. Ursula had fixed a tray of silver cups and a tea pot and had slipped into a skimpy, sexually arousing micro mini skirt with matching top. She had decided to wait till the noises died down before venturing up to the room. The last time she had interrupted one of Auntie Maddie's "sessions" she spent the next three days tied to a bed and sexually pleasing any man Auntie could find. Ursula had spent three months teasing the crap out of the gardener and driving him insane only to be humiliated by the fat slob raping the daylights out of her with Auntie watching.

After prettying herself up and grabbing the tray, young Ursula

walked up stairs to the bedroom. She knocked first, then timidly opened the door. The sight left even her speechless and the teen stood and stared in awe at the spectacle.

Esha was now on her knees. Her arms were still tied behind her

back and pulled tightly upward forcing her chest down. Her moaning face was now buried deep in Auntie Maddie's crotch as the woman sat on the floor and held the blonde's head in place with a controlling crop of sweat stained hair. The girl could hear the pathetic lapping of the blonde's tongue as the thief was forced to please the sighing, panting dominatrix.

Esha's rear slowly swayed and shimmied as Belinda

Carmicheal forcefully, but slowly, rocked a studded, dripping dildo deep into the blonde's now blown out anus. The amazon's vagina was also severely plugged. Lady Tantum, who was laying under thethief, pushed her hips up and down as she too slowly impaled the blonde with another strap on dildo. The other two ladies were equally indulging themselves with Esha's large breasts. Each woman had a breast and they were suckling the huge tits as though they were trying to drain the blonde's life's milk.

Suddenly, Esha began to struggle. Her body jerked and thrust and her moaning turned to quick pants of desperation. All five women hunkered down and grabbed onto the blonde, knowing what was to come. Screaming, wailing, thrashing her pinned head and gyrating her severally plunged hips, the thief tensed and seized as the women continued her implement. Like a pride of lions bringing down a wild beast, the women held on and forced themselves more violently on the now feverishly struggling amazon. Then, with an explosion of female energy, Esha convulsed and screamed as yet another humiliating climax punched her down. Her body swayed, listed, then collapsed and the five sadistically laughing women piled on top of her to feast once more.

Ursula put the tray down with a smile. She had been through this before but not to this extent. She didn't even bother to tell them the tea had arrived. They didn't care. Ursula shut the door behind her, knowing they won't want anything all night long.

---

The ray of sunlight struck Esha on her cheek and the warmth caused her to slowly open her eyes. The drapes were pulled shut but a tiny crack cast a shaft of summer light on the bed. The thief moaned softly, then pulled slightly on her arms. Like wet noodles encased in concrete, she barely had enough strength to lift them let alone move. She even had to jerk her arms hard just to get the blood moving and the feeling to return. Sadly, her arms were bound tightly to the headboard of the same bed she had been first raped on when she arrived.

She then tried to move her body but found it way too heavy for

the effort she was putting out. Lady Tantum lay sleeping on top of Esha's prone, spread eagle form, snoozing and griping the blonde thief's giant mammaries like a baby girl cuddling her favorite doll. One rock of her hips told her that she was still severely impaled and in a very dangerous predicament.

"If this fat cow wakes up, she could pile drive me down for good." Esha thought as she tried not to wake her sleeping rapist. ".can't take anymore climaxes. .almost broke me."

Her wrists started to twist and curl the ropes. For half an hour, the expert escape artist worked her bonds until, finally, "FREE!" With catlike stealth, the thief slowly reached over and untied her other hand. She then lay back and looked at the top of the older woman's sleeping head nestled in her tan, sun freckled cleavage.

"Shit! Can't jump her with my feet bound.. HEY! Wait a minute." The blonde sprouted a wicked smile as she saw the bottle of chloroform and the handkerchief on the night stand next to the bed. "Obviously left for me but. I think I can put it to better use."

Stretching, reaching, groping; she extended herself ever so gently until her long fingers grabbed the bottle and the rag. She slowly poured the contents and.

hhhmmmBBBLMM!!!

The woman, at first, was confused as the rag clamped down

over her mouth. Then the strength sapping fumes sent her into a tirade of feverish struggling as she realized what was happening. Too little, too late. Lady Tantum's eyes rolled up into her head and she sank down asleep.

---

The spinning slowly stopped and Lady Tantum shook her head to nix the cobwebs. She immediately started to scream only to find her mouth stuffed with..

"MY OWN UNDERWEAR!! GAHHH!!!"

The older, heavy set woman pulled at her arms and legs only to find them manacled the same way Esha was bound the night before. The woman's rear sat fully exposed with her arms behind her back and her legs bound together. Her chains rattled as she twisted against them but the realization of her predicament made her soon settle down. Then she gasped as she felt a female hand on her ass.

"So COW! Thought you'd break me hmmm?" Esha said softly and arrogantly as she leaned into Lady Tantum's ear and teased her. "I think you need a good lesson on who's really the evil woman here." She said pulling tight the last leather binding of a strap on dildo harness.

Lady Tantum's eyes burst open in shock and she began to

scream under her sweat soiled gag as she saw her assailant affixing the tubular death rod.

"I've been dying to put it to one of you old cows. Now taste THIS!"

With a violent, forceful plunge, Esha slammed the plastic cock into the woman's ripe vagina and began brutally plunging, twisting and ram-rodding it home. Lady Tantum wailed like a wounded animal as the oversized implement burrowed and pile drove its way deeper and deeper. Her hips shot up, down, around and swayed like a cow at a rodeo and Esha grabbed onto the older woman's large ass, barely hanging on for the ride. Gritting her teeth and leaning in with all her might, the blonde thief shoved and plowed her screaming victim wider and wider with each brutal thrust of her muscular hips. "How do you like some of THIS BITCH! Now you know how it felt when you split me like a log! I'm probably permanently widened by you cunts slam banging ME!" Esha screamed thrashing her head about as she pressed onward.

Suddenly, the blonde screamed one last cry of exhaustion as she slumped forward over the woman with the last inch of the foot long bitch tamer fully inserted in a now deliriously crying dominatrix. Then the thief began pumping her hips, withdrawing the tool of destruction, then plunging it violently back in.

"You're going to come for ME! Come for ME! Surrender!!!" Esha screamed as she dug her fingernails into the woman's ass and slammed the poor woman's cunt with untold female ferocity. Her victim was tensing but not fast enough. Esha reached around and grabbed Lady Tantum's swelled clit like she was crushing a walnut with her fingers. The older woman retaliated with another display of frantic objections to her rape. This, however, was the beginning of the end.

Faster the two women see-sawed. With animalistic violence they panted, hissed and growled as the female union grew toward its pinnacle. Then, with an exploding scream of human suffrage, Lady Tantum blared out her defeat from under her gag and Esha seized with sexual excitement. Almost as though she could feel herself ejaculating like a man, the blonde she-bitch tensed her hips and felt herself discharge her own sexual energy. She slumped and relaxed, pumping her hips rhythmically as though filling her prey with juices.

"I wish I were a man.. love to see you get knocked up for what you did to ME!" Esha snarled as she slapped the whimpering woman's ass a few times to beat out her aggressions.

Tired and drained, Esha slowly stood up and started to unbuckle her strap on sex toy. She pulled off the straps and reversed them, wrapping them around Lady Tantum's hips, thighs and waist turning the strap on dildo into a personal, self raper. Lady Tantum could still feel the enormous plug in her privates and any movement of her hips caused the studded toy to rub her toward another humiliating defeat.

"Batter UP!" laughed Esha as she raised the flat cricket bat and brought it down like a pro player right across Lady Tantum's wide ass. The woman didn't scream, howl or even make a noise. Her head shot straight up and her body clutched tight in absolute pain.

"WHAM"

Again the bat came down, this time across the reversed dildo, shoving it painfully deeper. Then the blonde went on the kind of feverish tirade that only a woman could commit. With violent abandonment, the thief began raining down bat blow after horrid blow across the older woman's ass, pummeling, bashing and bruising her light, white skin. After several dozen bat blows, the woman sank howling and crying in agony.

"You know, you cunts really bored me out last night." Esha said coldly as she held up a long, slender dildo. "Nobody touches me and gets away with IT!"

With her last word, Esha plunged the narrow dildo into Lady Tantum's curled anus like a knife, shoving and turning it cruelly as she smiled a wicked smile of satisfaction.

"There, now to make sure it won't come out." She raised the bat and slammed it right down on the end of the dildo, driving it and inch in like it was a nail. Bleating and gasping in shock and incredible pain, Lady Tantum could only clench tight against the anal barrage as the blonde continued to drive her point home. Then, after sinking the rod nearly four inches, Esha set the bat down and wiped her forehead.

"Wow, you're tight. I thought a naught old slut like you would be getting it all the time back here." The thief laughed as she spanked Lady Tantum's reddened, swollen ass with her hand. She then sauntered over to the crying woman's face and stood over her.

"You know, I haven't had a powder room break since I got here." Esha said softly as she placed her hand on her soiled crotch and used her two fingers to part her slit. Lady Tantum glared in horror at the spread pussy in front of her. She then cringed and withdrew as the piss shot out and covered her face. Esha whistled softly as she swayed her hips to aim the stream so she could cover as much ground as possible.

"My, I must have had to go worse than I thought." Said the thief as she shook the last drop off and laughed. "Now I have to go and rip off your friends. Ta Ta!!" She chortled as she swiftly moved through the door and out into the hall leaving Lady Tantum weeping and crying in utter degradation.

"HEY! STOP!" screamed a young voice. Esha turned and saw Ursula at the top of the stairs pointing at her. "AUNTIE!!!"

Ursula was surprised. Thinking she was scaring the much larger blonde, the young girl was taken back when Esha rushed toward her with a deviously wicked grin. "Come here you little BITCH!" hissed the thief as she approached. Suddenly, the amazon stopped dead in her tracks and stared in horror over Ursula's head. Ursula then covered her ears and grinned as the gun went off.

Esha jumped to one side as Aunt Maddie's bullet zinged past her head and blew a hole in the trim next to a door. The blonde immediately made an about face and ran like a Gazelle down the hall.

"Get.. GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!" Aunt Maddie screamed as she tried to fire once more over Ursula's head, only to have the poor girl screw up her aim. The older woman shoved the teen down against the wall and riddled off two more shots at the thief only to watch the blonde slip down another hall.

"GET AFTER HER!!!" screamed Auntie as she too started down the hall.

The group of women stopped at the bedroom door and looked inside. They stood in anger and horror at the sight of their brutally raped friend and ran to help her. Two of the women started to untie Lady Tantum as the rest started down the hall after Esha.

Esha had managed to close two large hall divider doors and was now pushing a large hall desk up against them. The massive oak cabinet took all her strength to move but, she sighed with relief as she got it in place just as the gang of screaming women slammed against the doors.

"DAMN YOU BITCH!" screamed Belinda.

"You're going to fucking PAY!" cursed Linda as she slammed her shoulder against the oak doors.

Esha smiled and backed away, knowing they were too weak to even move the doors or the desk. "Got them pinned. Now cut my losses and get the hell out of this insane asylum." She said running down the hall.

"Wait, she's in the B wing." Said Aunt Maddie. "Come with me." The women walked back toward the bedroom and stopped at a wooden panel along the hall. Pressing a secret button, the panel slipped away to reveal a room the size of a phone booth with a monitor and a set of controls on one wall. Auntie Maddie slipped inside and turned on the screen. A fish eye camera watched Esha running along the B wing, trying every door as she searched for some escape.

"Ah, right near the rug." Belinda said with a grin.

"Oh yes! Just the thing for that big chested cow!" Linda added as she watched Esha move back down the hall toward the hall window.

"That's it my pretty. Head for the window." Aunt Maddie teased as she kept her finger on a toggle switch on the wall. "Just a few more feet."

Esha kept up her guard, facing the large doors while backing her way toward the window and freedom. Her bare feet stepped on a large, Afghan rug on the floor just below the window. She then turned and started pulling at the handles, trying to lift the frame of the window...

"BINGO!"

With a flick of her finger, Aunt Maddie threw the switch and a trap door opened up under the frantic blonde thief. Esha's arms and legs flew in the air and she fell straight down the hole, just like the trap was designed to do. Her body slammed ass first into a super greased, metal tube and she spun, slipped and slid feet first into the darkness. As she fell, the tube began to narrow and the blonde raised her arms over her head to keep from getting pinched. She wound downward, being more and more constricted till her feet hit a small door and her body exploded outward.

With a painful, forceful blow, her crotch slammed straight into a rise between her legs that forced each leg apart. Almost immediately, a hydraulic cushion pressed into her back and slammed her face first into a large, human molded, fiberglass indentation pressing her in like a giant chocolate in a plastic mold. As she struggle and tried to push her way back out, an array of super stretch, plastic sheets hooked her arms and pulled them abruptly behind her back. They then coiled in and tightened, binding her arms behind her back in an elastic material similar to Saran Wrap only much, much stronger.

Then, the back of whatever she was in started to close and Esha found herself encased in some sort of human molded sarcophagus. Suddenly, an array of air hoses came to life as a thick, plastic liners started to inflate with a rapid hissing sound. The liners pressed in all around her bucking, struggling body and the envelope soon turned her wild tantrums into small, harmless gyrations.

"What the FUCK! Get me out of. hmmmblllmmm!!!" A special, inflating pad, rose up over her mouth and pressed around her head acting as a very effective pressure gag. The blonde's angry cries were soon silenced and she could only moan as the last of her wiggling body was rendered immobile.

Suddenly, her body slumped forward as she felt the front of the case give way. Then she realized that it wasn't the entire front, only two holes just large enough to allow her massive breasts to burst out and into the open. She could look out a narrow slit in front of her and could see her sun freckled, tan mammaries swaying and jostling as they sloshed about.

Looking about, she could see she was in some kind of stone room with cobbled walls and a huge, oak door with bars. Suddenly, the door opened and the group of wicked tormentors led by a deviously smiling Aunt Maddie strolled in.

"So good of you to DROP IN." Aunt Maddie said in an obviously mocking tone as she walked up to the sarcophagus and looked into the eye slit at a now panting, glaring, super angry thief.

"My but this thing fits you quite well." She added reaching down and cupping one of Esha's firm, jiggling breasts with her hand and giving it a tight squeeze. "Even behind a fiberglass mold these tits stand out. What a cow."

The crowd of arrogant women began to laugh as Maddie grabbed the thief's giant breasts and started squeezing and molding them about. She then grabbed each nipple with her fingers and pulled the giant orbs together as hard as she could. Then she pulled straight out, stretching the massive breasts like rubber. Esha wailed and screamed inside the coffin as her breasts grew red with strain. Maddie then released her grip letting the sacks slap back against the fiberglass with a loud WHAP.

Esha then stared in shock as Lady Tantum slowly staggered into the room. The erudite woman walked up to the sarcophagus's slit and looked Esha straight in the eye. "We had this planned for you if you weren't going to break. Now I'm going to enjoy doing this myself." She said slapping the side of the crypt with a might whack as she whipped around and headed for a computer on a desk near the coffin.

"So THIEF! Maybe you need something to soften you up a bit." Lady Tantum hissed as she sat at the keyboard and selected an option off the menu.

Suddenly, Esha felt something moving between her legs. Her crotch was still resting on the rounded divider but part of the fiberglass was moving aside. She then felt something touch her lips.

"What THE! Feels like a.. DILDO!!!!"

The coffin began shaking and the occupant started screaming as the female horn started pressing itself into the blonde with unstoppable determination. The toy didn't hurt, nor was it as bad as the one used on her upstairs, but, she never liked being dildoed against her will and the fact it was a machine made the circumstance even more impending.

"Ooops! Had the options set to low." Coyly teased Lady Tantum as she clicked the LOW option off, skipped MEDIUM, HIGH and SUPER and went right for BITCH TAMER.

Inside, the dildo retracted as soon as it had started its assent. Esha sighed in relief. Then her eyes bulged in absolute terror. The six inch, one inch wide low dildo was replaced by a twelve inch, four inch wide monstrosity of horror. The massive rod plunged up like a piston, mercilessly driving its way past Esha's puny defenses and deep into her bucking, writhing hips.

As the women heard the thief scream in terror, Lady Tantum and Aunt Maddie watched the computer screen with glee. The screen showed a wire framed Esha wiggling and thrusting as a wire framed dildo moved inside her and deep into her uterus with malicious violence.

"I think she needs some more stimulating." The women grinned as they typed.

A small door opened behind Esha's plump rear and another, nine inch dildo started outward.

"MY ASS!!! NO!!!!!"

The rounded tip connected with her pinned anus and pressed the curled opening, forcing her apart with painful waves of searing sexual agony. Gasping and crying in panic, Esha could only seize and thrust as the two implements made their way deeper toward their ultimate goal.

The Win 95 screen then issued a message box: "Dildo's now fully inserted. Begin process? Y/N"

"Yes, Y" lady Tantum said as she pressed the Y key with an over exaggerated finger press.

"Select Intensity Level: [L]ow, [M]edium, [H]igh, [S]uper High, [N]ail her ass."

"I think N, how about you?" Lady Tantum asked Maddie.

"Oh yes, she's definitely an N kind of whore!" Maddie replied with a smile.

Suddenly, the dildoes began pumping in and out of Esha's prone body like oil rigs pumping a full well. As fast as a speeding locomotive the toys thrust in, then back out, then in, tearing, bashing and ram rodding their way into the thief's already overly tortured body. The sarcophagus began rocking wildly as the woman inside started convulsing frantically. Dildoes were one of her only weaknesses. Men she could out last but, a vibrator would never tire, never weaken. Even a human user would soon tire but the added complication of having a relentless machine penetrating her added exponentially to the peril.

End Part 3

Part 4

"Can't fight.. Can't control."

Her panting grew quicker. Her body tightened. Then, in a perverted display of thrusting and convulsing, the blonde amazon rocketed upward in a death dealing climax.

On the screen, bar graphs showed the coffin's occupant's vitals. Her orgasm level started to build again and everyone watched and listened as the thief screamed out another defiant climax.

Maddie then clicked on the options menu and selected automatic. The machine then started oscillating its barrage, sensing Esha's vitals and adding to her climax when she rose and stimulating her more intensely as she fell. It tracked her body's reactions so it could keep her constantly climaxing. Esha stared out of the eye slit in total desperation. Her eyes, for the first time, showed real fear as another and another climax pummeled her will.

"Now for the humiliating part." Belinda Carmicheal said as she opened her doctors bag and pulled out a small bottle and a needle. She was a super rich, plastic surgeon and also the groups source for any kind of drugs or chemicals. She filled the syringe and walked with a smile toward the coffin and a horrified Esha. With her free hand she cupped Esha's large, right breast and massaged it gently. She then raised the needle, forced out the air and plunged to deep into the giant mammary.

The needle itself wasn't so bad but, as Belinda emptied the contents, Esha's breast began to burn like it was on fire. Belinda then removed the needle and began kneading the tit, molding and squeezing it as though she were working the fluid through the whole mass. She then did the same for the other.

Esha moaned in agony as her breasts felt like they were thawing out from frost bite. "What. is she doing???." The giant, tan mammaries burned and seared from the mystery serum only adding more intense agony to Esha's pounding barrage of sexual stimulation.

As Belinda finished kneading the other breast, Ursula came in pushing a waist high machine. Belinda grabbed a hose from the machine and raised it so Esha could see it. The tube was transparent with a wider, plastic seal at the open end. Belinda coated the seal with some kind of glistening substance from a balm. She raised the open end up and placed it over Esha's right nipple, pressing it inward to force the sealer airtight around her skin. She then took some tiny, rubber band like straps at the end and pulled them across the giant mammary and hooked the ends to small hooks on the coffin. Esha's breast now had a suction cup attached over her nipple and a tube running from the cup to the machine. Belinda completed the task by affixing another tube to Esha's other breast.

"You see my dear," Belinda said smugly patting Esha's sloshing breast. Those injections were a special mixture of female hormones including a very large dose of Prolactin, the hormone necessary to produce lactation in women.

Esha's eyes burst open in horror. What were they going to do? It can't be!!

"That's right honey," Belinda said seeing the horror in Esha's eyes. "It's milkin' TIME!!"

The arrogant doctor then reached over and flipped on the pumps. Esha immediately surged and screamed in pain as the powerful suction almost instantly stretched her nipples to fill the interior of the suction cups. The searing, intense burning multiplied a hundred fold as the pressure built at her now swelling nipples.

For several minutes, the busty blonde bombshell's tan, sun freckled mammaries shimmied and thrashed about violently as their owner tried in futile desperation to abate the horror that was now building in her chest. The fire raged and the dildos continued to pound her sexual cavities sending yet another and another will shattering climax through her.

Then her long winded screams turned to bleating short wails. The group of deviant lesbians all stood and stared in awe as they listened and watched the unholy and unnatural spectacle before them. Esha tightened and hissed out a long, agonizing shrill then.

"LOOK! Its WORKING!!!" screamed Lady Tantum with an evil gleam.

A small droplet of almost clear fluid formed and then shot down the suction tube. Then another. Then another. Then both breasts started to trickle fluid drop by drop. Then, in an unnatural barrage of convulsions and grunting moans, Esha's nipples burst wide open and a steady stream of milk white fluid ushered forth.

The burning was unbearable. The dildos were also exacting too many climaxes, tearing her apart as she fought in vain to resist. And through all of it, the blonde bombshell could only stare helplessly as she saw streams of milk slowly being sucked out of her perfect, model like breasts and watched as the group of perverted women laughed and stared in enjoyment at her humiliation.

For a few minutes, Esha's breasts swayed this way and that, rippling and surging as she struggled inside her coffin. Then, the unthinkable became reality. Her pert, plump mammaries started to soften, growing more and more liquidy as time went on. The fatty sacks sloshed more violently and spread out more as they started to lose their mass. They also starting to elongate, drooping lower and lower as more and more milk was stolen from them. The ladies merely laughed even louder, satisfied that a big breasted beauty was getting was she sorely deserved.

The sight of her own breasts being mutilated and deformed was sending her over the edge. These women weren't going to stop. They were going too far. For once, Esha's eyes teared and glared in terror knowing that she truly was in way over her head. That beautiful body being so violently dildo raped. Those breasts being so horribly deformed. They reddened and stretched, forming long purple veins as the suction relentlessly continued.

"NNOO!!! OH GOD!!! NO!!!! UUGH!!!" She wept and cried under the sexual torment but with no release. Then her body started to convulse in a terrifying display. Her heart was pounding like a drum. Her head spun and her vision danced. She was going into a seizure, writhing and bucking in utter, mindlessness. Then her body swelled in one last super cataclysmic explosion of sexual energy. Her heart blasted, pounding so hard she could feel her chest aching from its tantrum and thought the organ was going to explode straight out of her ribs. Delirious, frantic and exhausted, Esha surged one last time. Then, with one final unholy scream of female suffrage the great bondage queen was exploded. The great Esha, the Indomitable Dominatrix was DOMINATED!

---

The smell shot through Esha's nostrils like a bullet train through a tunnel. "C'mon BITCH!" hissed Belinda as she shoved the ammonia, smelling stick up Esha's nose and slapped the blonde's face repeatedly. A dull moan escaped the thief's dry, swollen lips and the doctor stepped back with a smile as Esha's eyes slowly started to flicker back to life.

"Well, well. If it isn't Ms. Barbie Doll back from the dead." Laughed Auntie Maddie as the older woman walked up and roughly grabbed Esha by the chin to force the blonde to stare her in the eyes. "You were quite a show. Something you should be proud of." The woman gloated leaning in and pressing her nose to Esha's.

For a long moment, the blonde stared back with a slack jaw and dull eyes. She then slowly closed her mouth, drew in a deep breath and spat what little saliva she had left into the dominatrix's face. It was more like a pathetic puff of bad breath than spit but the woman got the message just the same.

"Glad to hear you agree." Auntie replied with a sinister smile.
She then backed away and watched as Belinda prepped another needle and plunged it deep into Esha's slack rear. Esha began to feel the oddest waves of tension, fire, chills and relaxation all oscillating like a hormonal light show.

Then Aunt Maddie clapped her hands and the group of ladies carted the slack, stunned thief by her arms out of the room and down a stone hall. Auntie Maddie opened a large oak door and waved her hands.

Esha's vision was blurry and distorted at best. Only objects within a few feet were visible at all and the rest was a blur of white light. Sounds were very focal and distinct. She could hear every move, breath and word the women made around her but sounds beyond a few feet completely inaudible. Then the chorus of dozens of low voices rang through her sensitive ears as she was dragged through the doorway.

The dozen or so men began to cat call and cheer as the amazon blonde was carted across the floor and hoisted up. Her long arms were shackled to chains hanging from the ceiling and Esha was soon left to dangle from her binds with her feet barely touching the floor.

"Maddie HONEY!! I didn't know ya had such good meat this time." Esha heard from behind. Then a male hand across her hind quarters brought her rudely back to life.

"Whoa BABY!!! What a RACK!!" slurped another of the men as he walked up and cupped a still sore and throbbing breast. "Kinda soft but da best mam-meat I've seen in months." he added swirling the tit around slowly.

Esha looked up and about and a new wave of terror started to sink deep into her gut as she saw her new audience. The men looked like various social degenerates. Strong backs, big bodies and very small brains. Mostly hired workers, street scum and anybody else Aunt Maddie could apparently get to do any act for money. They looked like they've been here before and had that "business as usual" attitude.

"Shit WOMAN! Ya'll don't even have ta pay us for dis' one." Said another man as he stared drooling at the bound blonde.

"So Ms. Thief or whomever you are. Let this be a lesson to you that crime doesn't pay.. HA I made a funny. crime doesn't pay. get it!!" Auntie Maddie yammered, laughing obnoxiously at her own sick joke.

"You sick FUCKS!!!" Esha hissed in a gravely voice as she stared up at the older woman through her sweat soaked, matted hair. The room grew dead silent and Aunt Maddie's grin shrank to a glaring, intense anger. For what seemed like an eternity the two women stared at each other, locked in a visual wrestling match of power, waiting and looking for weakness in the other's eyes. Then Aunt Maddie broke the thick, intense silence.

"Rape her." She said in a cold, dull voice as she turned and walked out of the room.

Esha exploded upward screaming violently as the waiting pack of lusting men rushed in and piled on top of her kicking, twisting body. Like a drowning woman, the blonde flailed and gyrated in a torrential sea of savage male bodies, groping and lunging trying to stay above the waves. The chains supporting her arms were released and she slipped down into the pack ranting and screaming.

From the stairs, Aunt Maddie could see only small parts of the woman as the men started to assume various strategic positions around her. She watched for a moment as a golden tan shin and ankle protruded from the mass of bodies as one of the men pulled down his pants and slithered his hips brutally between Esha's legs. Maddie then smiled as she heard the thief's screams turn to gasping grunts and one of the men at her head smile a relaxed, pleased smile.

"Oh, by the way. That shot we gave you was a super boost of female hormones including a huge amount of Estrogen. Let's just say any birth control you might be using is useless now." Maddie said coldly as she turned and the door slowly closed.

Esha's lips slid over a long, sweaty cock as the organ pumped itself down her gasping throat. Wincing and moaning in defiance, Esha could only close her eyes and purse her lips lightly around the dick like a little kid hating to eat something. The man's beer bellied gut slammed into her bent over face, slapping ripples of smelly, sweaty flesh against her eyes and cheeks sending waves of utter disgust through her.

Hands were everywhere. Her swollen, throbbing breasts ached even more as four of five hands grabbed, groped and mauled them relentlessly. Then, like animals on a mad feeding frenzy, the men took turns hunkering down on each gland and suckling them like ferocious animals. Her grand breasts were mashed and squeezed together as they were fed upon by her attackers, swirling and sloshing about as they yanked, bit and stretched her already badly abused nipples.

Her hips shot up and around in chaotic futility as her first rapist completed his nine inch trek and pressed his hips deep into her crotch. So maddened and feverish with sexual desire, the man began pumping and slamming himself deep into her at a savage pace. His thrust grew quicker and his organ impaled her deeply again and again sending waves of horrid, sexual sensation through her hips. Then he surged, digging his fingers deep into her plump ass. The thief screamed "NO" a thousand times under her penis gag but her pleas went unanswered. With a loud, gasping "OH FUCKING SHHIIIIIITTT!!!" her rapist exploded inside her, barraging her with the first of dozens of male seedling salvos.

---

The tan, female ass surged from the pile of men, laying exposed and unhampered as it soared upward. A pair of rough, dirty hands from behind clasped down around each buttock and captured the escaping derriere like a free bird being netted. Thumbs with the strength to wield a sledge hammer, crush a can or grip construction metal, forced themselves between her cheeks and pried her fatty masses apart. The penis, long, black and deadly, lunged forward and pierced the pert, curled target before it. The motherly hips rolled and soared, bucking and struggling but hands from below lashed upward and clamped down on her jiggling cheeks. The man leaned in and forced the shaft deeper as he pressured her hips downward. Swaying, rolling and thrusting, her hips shifted, then fell. Her body collapsed back into the pile and disappeared.

---

With an animalistic cry of disgust, she spit out the creamy offerings of the penis as it exploded. The cock left her mouth and the streams of white cum spewed across her already stained face and neck as her attacker did all he could to cover her in humiliation. With a large, forceful hand, he grabbed the top of her head by her bangs and slammed the still pumping organ deep down her throat. At first she moaned and whimpered. Then her Adam's apple started shifting as she took in his spunk.

---

His hips slowly came to a slow rhythm as he slid his shaft deep inside her. The hair around her vagina was dripping wet with lubricant and cum and his load only added more to the devastation. His hips drew back and he watched as his organ swelled and pumped its fertilizing payload. He then backed away and let his deflated member dribble across her thigh leaving sticky streams of gism on her leg. His hips moved aside and a new, feverish set moved into place with an impatient, stone hard penis ready to fulfill its purpose. With aim, the rod plunged its way deep into her and once again the blonde was pumped upward against her will.

---

The giant, fatty breasts splashed and slammed together forming massive canyons of squeezed, mashed and stretched flesh. Wet, slobbering lips suckled, nursed and pulled at her swollen, reddened nipples as her breasts were once again robbed of their precious milk. Hands clamped down. Finger dug in. Like children with clay her rapists molested her with violent abandonment. With monstrous pressure, her tits were squeezed tightly together and another bloated penis forced its way through her mammary canyon of flesh to rock back and forth over her chest. Then, with an explosion of creamy humiliation, her chest and breasts were once again wetted with male discharge.

---

She had no idea how many times it had been. How many rapes. How many assaults. Most of it was a blur, a foggy nightmare, except for one. Huge, muscular and dark he loomed over her and plunged her deep with his member. Even though others were molesting her, her and her attacker seemed to be in a separate world, his eyes burning in the darkness as she stared back in hopelessness. They seized. They froze. His powerful arms cupped her rear and he arched forward. In that moment, two became as one and he released. Something was different. Something was wrong. Fear turned to despair as the worst became reality. She stared down at her belly and knew.

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The city: cold, harsh and very lonely…

...and at three in the morning, especially on the south side of town. Like some macabre stage, the street lights dimly lit the alley in an eerie glow of dull white light. The van pulled up slowly and the back doors opened. A clamor of men broke the silence as they hurried to pull their cargo from the back. With a hefty toss, a large bundle slammed into the lid of a dumpster. The bulk fell down into the metal box's murky depths and the lid came clanging down with a harsh crash. The van's tires squealed and in a moment the alley was silent once more.

Inside, dull female moans echoed. Esha lay bound. Her arms securely handcuffed then duct taped behind her back. Several coils of tape looped around her shoulders and across her stomach clamping her arms to her back. Her bruised, beaten, vein cover breasts were coiled tightly with tape around their base forcing them erect and into strained balls of flesh.

Tape cocooned her thighs and shins forming her legs into a shapely mass of bruised and beaten flesh. Her mouth was securely gagged with a cum soaked pair of underwear stuffed deep inside and several wrappings of tape around her head. Her eyes were also taped shut with more coils.

Apparently Aunt Maddie had decided to "improve" Esha's hair style. With only a few clumps of hair left, the once golden blonde mane was now cut down to stubble and patches of stringy locks. The dominatrix also felt a new color was also in order and Esha's head was spray painted in a wild array of purples, pinks, oranges, reds and any another spray paints they could find. This motif ran down the rest of her naked body turning her into a psychedelic display of tortured flesh. Words like "BITCH, WHORE, SLUT, FUCK ME" and others were sprayed across her like she was a living graffiti wall.

She moaned softly and rolled about slowly in the muck and disgust at the bottom of the dumpster. The thief lay defeated, beaten, raped, molested and now impregnated, beaten by her own treachery, greed and arrogance. For the first time, the great Esha was the loser, a woman dominated and destroyed.

The city was cold and harsh and very lonely.

END.