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Michael turned them into submissive sluts, willing to do anything to avoid the harsh punishment their disobedience would bring. And he shared his girls with his friends, the girls driven into unspeakable acts and public humiliation with up to five men at one time. And pain was not only for punishment, but for the pleasure of the men that came to watch and play with Michael’s toys.

There were four, a mother and her two daughters, one married, the other a virgin. And the fourth, a girl spoiled by her rich parents, now turned into a life of sexual servitude.

Lovely Haley, a virgin, the most submissive, giving up all of her virgin holes to Michael with barely a whimper, eager to please her new Master, Michael always demanding more then she could imagine. Jenna, driven from her marriage by her husband`s jaded sexual demands find Michael and his friends wanting much more perverse sexual acts from her, sodomized with the largest cock, her body whipped to ensure her submission, bound and gangfucked. Paige, her life sheltered, learns that pain would make her willing to comply with the most perverse demand, Michael playing her body back and forth between pleasure and pain until she craves both. And Beth, the mother, made to perform in front of an audience, taken by her own daughter while bound, twin dildoes piercing her while cocks fill her mouth until her lips are stretched tight.

Michael Devlin trained them meticulously until they each became one of the Devil's Sluts. Now they only serve one Master, their bodies for Michael and his friends to use and abuse. Will they endure the hardship or embrace it?

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For Jenna it had been a whirlwind romance, meeting Alex barely two years ago, finding so much in common between them it was scary. And he was so kind and understanding, especially about sex. For Jenna was a virgin when she met him, though by the time they were married a year later, she was no longer chaste. The first time they made love wasn’t what she had expected all of her life. It was almost anticlimactic. He was gentle, taking her with little pain, trying to make her cum but she faked it, Alex not realizing it, or at least he didn’t let on he knew. They only had sex twice after that until they were married, neither time doing anything to turn her life upside in that split second. She still only came from solo masturbation, her vibrator the only thing between her legs that knew what she needed.
They moved to a small apartment on the other side of town from her parents and her sister, Haley. Haley was three years younger, 19, just graduating from high school, not sure what she wanted to do. Jenna missed the late-night intimate talks with Haley, but when her parents divorced three months ago after 25 years of marriage, Jenna almost felt strange in the house.
And Alex had changed once they got married. He became more demanding. Especially about sex. It was about two months after they got married, Alex snuggling up to her one night in bed, a signal that he wanted sex, though Jenna had a headache. A real headache, not just a not-to-have-sex headache. “Not tonight, honey,” she purred to him as his hands cradled her near-naked breasts. “My head is killing me.” The voice that spoke back sounded as if it were coming from someone else, not her husband Alex.
“You’ve been neglecting your wifely duties, Jenna.” His voice was demanding. “I only want part of your head tonight, just your mouth.” Alex pulled her head down, throwing the blanket aside until his cock popped free of the confining blanket. She had used her hands on him, after he forced her to, but she hadn’t given up her mouth to him. That would end tonight, Alex intending to get what was due him.
His hands were harsh on her head, yanking her down until his cock was only inches from her mouth. She refused to take his cock in her mouth. That was the most revolting task that she could think of, her mouth clamping shut in spite of his insistence. She mumbled a no, but her hand began to stroke his cock. It was the only way she could avoid sucking his cock, even the words sounding gross. But he held her face only inches from his cock, one of her hands stroking up and down his cock, the other teasing the cum from his balls, anything to end this degrading task. It didn’t take him long, hearing him groaning loudly, his hands tighter on her head until he spewed his cum all over her hands, anything better than her face.
“I oughta make you clean it”, he grumbled harshly, turning over and snoring in a matter of minutes. Jenna cried herself to sleep that night.
That did little to satisfy him, Jenna finding herself in the same position many nights after that, her face only inches from his cock, but instead of her hands gathering up all his cum, he pushed her hands away, pumping his cock onto her face as she clenched her eyes and mouth tight while the hot cum splattered onto the soft skin of her face. He would quickly turn over and go to sleep, Jenna suffering until he did and she could go into the bathroom, cleaning the milky white cum from her face until her skin was almost raw.
It was strange, Alex not even mentioning it most times, acting like the loving husband. It had gone on for two months, most nights making love, but it was like some nights there was a different man in her bed. And those nights Jenna was forced to jerk him off until he shot his cum on her face, though he always tried to get his cock into her mouth, Jenna steadfastly refusing the obscene act.
But it was last night that forced Jenna back into her mother’s house, her marriage ended, walking out on Alex while he was at work, a short note her only explanation. She was sitting on her sister’s bed, trying to explain to her without embarrassing herself.
Haley was trying to comfort her sister, but she knew little of sex, her upbringing, like Jenna’s, was strict and sex was never openly discussed. Although she was 19, many of her girlfriends losing their virginity at early ages, some as young as fourteen, Haley still clung to the traditional values that she should be chaste on the night of her wedding, giving her husband her most prized possession. She had dated quite a bit, extremely attractive like her sister, though not as voluptuous, learning how to satisfy boys with her hands when she had to, but only allowing them a quick feel of her smallish breasts, and maybe letting them stroke her thighs under her skirt, but it would end when they tried to touch between her legs. That was still reserved exclusively for herself under the covers when everyone was asleep, her mind wandering off to all the things that her girlfriends bragged about.
“I’m not even sure if he is the same person,” Jenna trying hard not to cry, but her eyes were already wet. “After dinner he was so sweet, holding me in his arms as we watched television. I could tell he wanted to make love to me, his hands wandering as he watched television, but he was arousing me. We went to bed after Law and Order. I went into the bathroom, putting on a lovely negligee for him. It took me quite a bit of time, but I figured he would appreciate it once he saw me. I opened the bathroom door, surprised to see an angry look on his face. He was naked, his penis hard. It was the bed that scared me. In each corner of the bed, leather straps were attached to the bedposts, laid out so carefully that there was no doubt what he wanted to do. They were meant to tie me up. Spread eagle on the bed.” She stopped for a moment, choking up as last night came back into her mind so vividly.
“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, Jenna.” Haley was almost too embarrassed, not only for Jenna, but herself. What did Alex do to her? To tie someone up naked and have their way with them against their will?
“No, I have to tell someone, and Mom isn’t the type that would listen. Before I could say a word, he pounced on me like some animal, ripping my negligee from my body. The one I put on just for him. I was so scared, stripped naked, Alex snarling like some crazed lunatic. I actually feared for my life. He threw me on the bed like a sack of potatoes. I tried to get up, but he sat on top of me, driving the air from my lungs, struggling to breathe as he grabbed my wrists one at a time. Before I realized it, both of my arms were pinned by the leather straps, already feeling the pins and needles as the circulation was cut off to my hands and fingers. I tugged on them, the bed creaking but holding me tight. He finally got off of me. I was breathing hard to fill my lungs with precious air. Just as I sucked in a mouthful of air, a piece of cloth, probably my negligee, was jammed into my mouth until I choked when he shoved it to the back of my throat.” She had to stop again, the story becoming too real. “And then my legs. Pulling them open, embarrassed even though he was my husband, my sex exposed as he tied each one to a corner of the bed until my crotch ached. I was afraid he was going to split me up the middle. He stood at the end of the bed, staring up at my spread, naked body, his hand on his penis, pumping it up and down. It was bigger than I had ever seen it. He was excited by what he was doing to me. How could someone enjoy creating terror in a person like he was doing to me?”
Haley was afraid to ask, but she needed to know and Jenna needed to get it off her chest. “What did he do to you?”
“He fucked me. Not making love, but fucking me like some street whore. He bit my breasts, all the while his penis was inside me, stretching me like no other time, pumping in and out. And he did it so long, or at least it felt like a long time, all the while the pain between my legs shooting to my brain. I heard him getting ready to cum, but he pulled out, kneeling over my face as he pumped his penis until he came on my face, this time landing on my lips. Even with my negligee in my mouth, I could taste it entering my mouth, thick and salty. I choked, but was afraid of vomiting, sure to choke to death if I did, the gag plugging my throat. He rubbed his penis all over my face until I could feel his cum drying.”
“That’s terrible. For your husband to do such a thing to you is despicable.” Haley felt sorry for her sister.
“He wasn’t finished with me yet. He got off of me, but left me tied to the bed. I heard him in the other room, sure he was having a beer. When he came back in, his penis was already hard. He climbed on top of me again, his hands under my butt, lifting me up as he slid inside me again. It still felt like he was splitting me up the middle, this time lasting longer, his hips never stopping as he fucked me. His hands gripped my butt cheeks, raising me up so he could thrust into me even harder, feeling bruised on the inside as he crashed into my cervix. I was crying now, the gag only allowing my muffled sobs, Alex not caring as his penis fucked me endlessly. He came in me; I was grateful that he didn’t cum on my face again. He climbed off of me, but then he began to play with my bound body as if he could somehow erase what he did if he made me cum. He disgusted me and after half an hour of trying to arouse me, all he did was succeed in getting hard again, jumping on top of me like I was just a convenient tight place to put his penis.” Jenna stopped again, still feeling the pain between her legs from Alex’s rape. Yes, that is all she could call it. “He did me five times last night, finally cumming one last time in me as the sun came up.” He got off of me almost casually, dressing for work like it was a normal day. As he was ready to leave he untied me, my body frozen on the bed until I heard the click of the door as he finally left.”
Haley hugged Jenna, unable to do anything else. She was crying now and she did the only thing a sister could do. Be there with her.
Beth, short for Elizabeth, knew that her daughter had a problem with her marriage to Alex but asked little in details. Men were such scum, her husband proving it not long ago, leaving Beth for another woman, sure that she was much younger. After all she had done for him, putting up with his terrible lovemaking, their two daughters the only bright part of all she endured sexually with him. It was good riddance to him, she was much better off without him.

* * *

Michael Devlin was on the hunt. He needed to stock his house with fresh girls, his friends counting on him to supply them with the delicacies that they sought. He had sold the last ones he had, tiring of them, needing fresh meat. His house was over a thousand miles from here, Michael driving a large van, the back fitted to hold the human cargo that he would return with. He was in a small town, just the type that he liked, the police usually unsophisticated, giving him ample time to get out of their reach with his captures. He stayed in a campground about 25 miles from the town, off-season, few would remember him, staying to himself, pulling in after dark each night. He had a number of false alarms, thinking they might make good captures, but something always making him hesitant.
He had been following the latest candidate for three days, usually starting at the local grocery store to find women that fit the characteristics he sought. It wasn’t hard to find out about them, small towns notoriously gossipy. He was parked down the street from her house, typing in notes onto his laptop, keeping a detailed schedule of their day. People had a tendency to lead structured lives, following set patterns even though they would loathe admitting it. Her name was Elizabeth. She was 41, though I am sure she wouldn’t admit that. Lovely woman, short brown hair, good looking and a lovely figure, though she didn’t dress to enhance it, more to hide it. She was recently divorced, and from what most said, her husband ran off with another woman. When hard pressed, many said that he was unsatisfied, emphasizing unsatisfied, small town talk for Elizabeth not being very good in bed. She had the body for it; she just needed the training, Michael’s specialty. But it wasn’t the mother that drew him, it was Haley. The lovely 19–year-old daughter. Long brown hair that hung down to her waist, smallish breasts but full hips and a great ass. And he hoped like mother, like daughter, sexually suppressed, maybe even a virgin. She had graduated from high school, yet she didn’t have a job and lived with mom, still trying to find her place in life. Michael would be more than willing to teach each the necessary skills to entertain him and his friends.
It was all too easy, Michael ready to snatch them up when all of a sudden another girl was thrown into the picture. Michael scrambled to find out who she was, surprised to find out Beth had another daughter, Jenna. Michael should have known that, an unpardonable sin for someone so meticulous and careful. She was married, but it was already gossiped that she left her husband. Sexual reasons, though none really knew the details or were too embarrassed to discuss it with a stranger. She had blonde hair, obviously bleached, but he would soon know her truth. She had the tits in the family, full breasts that begged to be touched. And an equally lush ass that swayed provocatively as she walked, sure that she didn’t realized the sexuality she threw off. She pulled up to the house, suitcases in her hands. This was not a short stay, but a permanent change. Michael had never taken three at once, but it would make his task easier. He required four, one young girl already in his van, tied spread eagle to the wall in the enclosed back, her mouth gagged with the large ball gag. He loved the terror in her eyes each time he went back there, sure that she thought he was going to rape her. In time, he would, but first he would take them all back to his house where he could leisurely rape and train them for their new purpose in life.
He snuck into the house when they went out for lunch, spiking all of the drinks in the refrigerator, even the unopened bottle of wine, a thin syringe filling it with the drug. He waited, his truck parked down the street while he peeked in the window. They were all sitting down at the table, a heartfelt family dinner, Michael noticing the bottle of wine on the table already half gone. It wouldn’t be long, less than an hour. He watched until the bottle was empty, pleased that Mom even let Haley have a glass of wine. It made his job easier. He went for his van, waiting for an hour impatiently before he drove back to the house, quietly slipping his van up the driveway and around to the back of the house where the neighbors wouldn’t see it. He picked the lock on the back door, going in without hesitation, the house silent except for the sound of the television droning on incessantly. There were his prey, three lovely women sprawled out on the furniture, some of them ungracefully, their legs spread lewdly as if they were waiting for him.
He picked up Beth first, surprised that she was so light, throwing her over his shoulder, his hand holding her ass as he went out the back door. He propped her up against the wall in the van, slowly attaching her arms to the shackles that were bolted into the side walls, her body slumping down as he secured her. His hands went to her legs, pulling them wide and securing them, standing back to admire his handiwork. His cock was hard, part from sexual arousal but part from the thrill of the capture. He kissed Beth, his hand going between her legs as he felt her sex. It wasn’t as good as when she would be awake and feel the power he had over her. He looked over at Paige. “Some friends for you, Paige. Some very intimate friends for you.” He went back into the house, taking his time with Jenna, unable to contain himself, feeling up her tits before he threw her over his shoulder and brought her to the van. He made short work of securing her to the other side so she could see her mother, his hands running up her legs and pushing under her skirt to feel her pussy before he went back for the last one.
Michael laid Haley on the couch, lying down next to her, his hands running over her young body, his cock pushed against her hip, rubbing softly back and forth, masturbating his cock on her. He could feel her nipples beneath the sweater she wore, pinching them until they perked up involuntarily. He spread her legs, his hand sliding up and down the sleek thighs, each time stopping short of touching her pussy, teasing himself. He kissed her, rolling on top of her, between her spread thighs, rubbing his hard cock on her pussy as his tongue forced its way into her mouth. He had a feeling that Haley would be very submissive, only a little force needed to get her to comply with the increasingly obscene requests he would require her to perform. Not like Jenna or Beth. Only physical pain would force their compliance, or at least he was hoping that it would be that way. He reached down, unzipping his fly, pulling out his cock. He yanked her skirt up until his hot flesh felt her soft skin, sighing deeply as he began to masturbate on her again, this time flesh against flesh, rubbing on her naked thigh. He didn’t stop until he spurted his cum on her skin, humping up and down until he was sated, at least temporarily. She looked so sexy on the couch, her eyes opened and glazed over as if she was in bliss, her legs spread, her skirt hiked high up, his milky white sperm covering her thigh. It was as if she had just had the most exciting orgasm in her life. He picked her up, stringing her up across from Paige, spreading Haley’s legs, his cum beginning to slowly drip down her thigh. He went back into the house, straightening it up as if they had gone to bed, messing up the beds. It would be tomorrow at least or maybe if he was lucky the next day before anyone would become concerned. He could travel fast, driving all night and day, making it home in a little more than half a day without stopping. By tomorrow night, he would begin to enjoy his catch, starting with Haley.


Excerpt..

For Jenna it had been a whirlwind romance, meeting Alex barely two years ago, finding so much in common between them it was scary.
And he was so kind and understanding, especially about sex. For Jenna was a virgin when she met him, though by the time they were married a
year later, she was no longer chaste. The first time they made love wasn’t what she had expected all of her life. It was almost
anticlimactic. He was gentle, taking her with little pain, trying to make her cum but she faked it, Alex not realizing it, or at least he
didn’t let on he knew. They only had sex twice after that until they were married, neither time doing anything to turn her life upside in
that split second. She still only came from solo masturbation, her vibrator the only thing between her legs that knew what she needed. />
They moved to a small apartment on the other side of town from her parents and her sister, Haley. Haley was three years younger,
19, just graduating from high school, not sure what she wanted to do. Jenna missed the late-night intimate talks with Haley, but when her
parents divorced three months ago after 25 years of marriage, Jenna almost felt strange in the house.

And Alex had changed once they got married. He became more demanding. Especially about sex. It was about two months after they got
married, Alex snuggling up to her one night in bed, a signal that he wanted sex, though Jenna had a headache. A real headache, not just a
not-to-have-sex headache. “Not tonight, honey,” she purred to him as his hands cradled her near-naked breasts. “My head is killing me.”
The voice that spoke back sounded as if it were coming from someone else, not her husband Alex.

“You’ve been neglecting your wifely duties, Jenna.” His voice was demanding. “I only want part of your head tonight, just your
mouth.” Alex pulled her head down, throwing the blanket aside until his cock popped free of the confining blanket. She had used her hands
on him, after he forced her to, but she hadn’t given up her mouth to him. That would end tonight, Alex intending to get what was due
him.

His hands were harsh on her head, yanking her down until his cock was only inches from her mouth. She refused to take his cock in
her mouth. That was the most revolting task that she could think of, her mouth clamping shut in spite of his insistence. She mumbled a no,
but her hand began to stroke his cock. It was the only way she could avoid sucking his cock, even the words sounding gross. But he held
her face only inches from his cock, one of her hands stroking up and down his cock, the other teasing the cum from his balls, anything to
end this degrading task. It didn’t take him long, hearing him groaning loudly, his hands tighter on her head until he spewed his cum all
over her hands, anything better than her face.

“I oughta make you clean it”, he grumbled harshly, turning over and snoring in a matter of minutes. Jenna cried herself to sleep
that night.

That did little to satisfy him, Jenna finding herself in the same position many nights after that, her face only inches from his cock, but
instead of her hands gathering up all his cum, he pushed her hands away, pumping his cock onto her face as she clenched her eyes and mouth
tight while the hot cum splattered onto the soft skin of her face. He would quickly turn over and go to sleep, Jenna suffering until he did
and she could go into the bathroom, cleaning the milky white cum from her face until her skin was almost raw.

It was strange, Alex not even mentioning it most times, acting like the loving husband. It had gone on for two months, most nights
making love, but it was like some nights there was a different man in her bed. And those nights Jenna was forced to jerk him off until he
shot his cum on her face, though he always tried to get his cock into her mouth, Jenna steadfastly refusing the obscene act.

But it was last night that forced Jenna back into her mother’s house, her marriage ended, walking out on Alex while he was at work,
a short note her only explanation. She was sitting on her sister’s bed, trying to explain to her without embarrassing herself.

Haley was trying to comfort her sister, but she knew little of sex, her upbringing, like Jenna’s, was strict and sex was never
openly discussed. Although she was 19, many of her girlfriends losing their virginity at early ages, some as young as fourteen, Haley still
clung to the traditional values that she should be chaste on the night of her wedding, giving her husband her most prized possession. She
had dated quite a bit, extremely attractive like her sister, though not as voluptuous, learning how to satisfy boys with her hands when she
had to, but only allowing them a quick feel of her smallish breasts, and maybe letting them stroke her thighs under her skirt, but it would
end when they tried to touch between her legs. That was still reserved exclusively for herself under the covers when everyone was asleep,
her mind wandering off to all the things that her girlfriends bragged about.

“I’m not even sure if he is the same person,” Jenna trying hard not to cry, but her eyes were already wet. “After dinner he was so
sweet, holding me in his arms as we watched television. I could tell he wanted to make love to me, his hands wandering as he watched
television, but he was arousing me. We went to bed after Law and Order. I went into the bathroom, putting on a lovely negligee for him.
It took me quite a bit of time, but I figured he would appreciate it once he saw me. I opened the bathroom door, surprised to see an angry
look on his face. He was naked, his penis hard. It was the bed that scared me. In each corner of the bed, leather straps were attached to
the bedposts, laid out so carefully that there was no doubt what he wanted to do. They were meant to tie me up. Spread eagle on the bed.”
She stopped for a moment, choking up as last night came back into her mind so vividly.

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, Jenna.” Haley was almost too embarrassed, not only for Jenna, but herself.
What did Alex do to her? To tie someone up naked and have their way with them against their will?

“No, I have to tell someone, and Mom isn’t the type that would listen. Before I could say a word, he pounced on me like some
animal, ripping my negligee from my body. The one I put on just for him. I was so scared, stripped naked, Alex snarling like some crazed
lunatic. I actually feared for my life. He threw me on the bed like a sack of potatoes. I tried to get up, but he sat on top of me,
driving the air from my lungs, struggling to breathe as he grabbed my wrists one at a time. Before I realized it, both of my arms were
pinned by the leather straps, already feeling the pins and needles as the circulation was cut off to my hands and fingers. I tugged on
them, the bed creaking but holding me tight. He finally got off of me. I was breathing hard to fill my lungs with precious air. Just as I
sucked in a mouthful of air, a piece of cloth, probably my negligee, was jammed into my mouth until I choked when he shoved it to the back
of my throat.” She had to stop again, the story becoming too real. “And then my legs. Pulling them open, embarrassed even though he was
my husband, my sex exposed as he tied each one to a corner of the bed until my crotch ached. I was afraid he was going to split me up the
middle. He stood at the end of the bed, staring up at my spread, naked body, his hand on his penis, pumping it up and down. It was bigger
than I had ever seen it. He was excited by what he was doing to me. How could someone enjoy creating terror in a person like he was doing
to me?”

Haley was afraid to ask, but she needed to know and Jenna needed to get it off her chest. “What did he do to you?”

“He fucked me. Not making love, but fucking me like some street whore. He bit my breasts, all the while his penis was inside me,
stretching me like no other time, pumping in and out. And he did it so long, or at least it felt like a long time, all the while the pain
between my legs shooting to my brain. I heard him getting ready to cum, but he pulled out, kneeling over my face as he pumped his penis
until he came on my face, this time landing on my lips. Even with my negligee in my mouth, I could taste it entering my mouth, thick and
salty. I choked, but was afraid of vomiting, sure to choke to death if I did, the gag plugging my throat. He rubbed his penis all over my
face until I could feel his cum drying.”

“That’s terrible. For your husband to do such a thing to you is despicable.” Haley felt sorry for her sister.

“He wasn’t finished with me yet. He got off of me, but left me tied to the bed. I heard him in the other room, sure he was having
a beer. When he came back in, his penis was already hard. He climbed on top of me again, his hands under my butt, lifting me up as he slid
inside me again. It still felt like he was splitting me up the middle, this time lasting longer, his hips never stopping as he fucked me.
His hands gripped my butt cheeks, raising me up so he could thrust into me even harder, feeling bruised on the inside as he crashed into my
cervix. I was crying now, the gag only allowing my muffled sobs, Alex not caring as his penis fucked me endlessly. He came in me; I was
grateful that he didn’t cum on my face again. He climbed off of me, but then he began to play with my bound body as if he could somehow
erase what he did if he made me cum. He disgusted me and after half an hour of trying to arouse me, all he did was succeed in getting hard
again, jumping on top of me like I was just a convenient tight place to put his penis.” Jenna stopped again, still feeling the pain between
her legs from Alex’s rape. Yes, that is all she could call it. “He did me five times last night, finally cumming one last time in me as
the sun came up.” He got off of me almost casually, dressing for work like it was a normal day. As he was ready to leave he untied me, my
body frozen on the bed until I heard the click of the door as he finally left.”

Haley hugged Jenna, unable to do anything else. She was crying now and she did the only thing a sister could do. Be there with
her.

Beth, short for Elizabeth, knew that her daughter had a problem with her marriage to Alex but asked little in details. Men were
such scum, her husband proving it not long ago, leaving Beth for another woman, sure that she was much younger. After all she had done for
him, putting up with his terrible lovemaking, their two daughters the only bright part of all she endured sexually with him. It was good
riddance to him, she was much better off without him.



* * *



Michael Devlin was on the hunt. He needed to stock his house with fresh girls, his friends counting on him to supply them with the
delicacies that they sought. He had sold the last ones he had, tiring of them, needing fresh meat. His house was over a thousand miles
from here, Michael driving a large van, the back fitted to hold the human cargo that he would return with. He was in a small town, just the
type that he liked, the police usually unsophisticated, giving him ample time to get out of their reach with his captures. He stayed in a
campground about 25 miles from the town, off-season, few would remember him, staying to himself, pulling in after dark each night. He had a
number of false alarms, thinking they might make good captures, but something always making him hesitant.

He had been following the latest candidate for three days, usually starting at the local grocery store to find women that fit the
characteristics he sought. It wasn’t hard to find out about them, small towns notoriously gossipy. He was parked down the street from her
house, typing in notes onto his laptop, keeping a detailed schedule of their day. People had a tendency to lead structured lives, following
set patterns even though they would loathe admitting it. Her name was Elizabeth. She was 41, though I am sure she wouldn’t admit that.
Lovely woman, short brown hair, good looking and a lovely figure, though she didn’t dress to enhance it, more to hide it. She was recently
divorced, and from what most said, her husband ran off with another woman. When hard pressed, many said that he was unsatisfied,
emphasizing unsatisfied, small town talk for Elizabeth not being very good in bed. She had the body for it; she just needed the training,
Michael’s specialty. But it wasn’t the mother that drew him, it was Haley. The lovely 19–year-old daughter. Long brown hair that hung
down to her waist, smallish breasts but full hips and a great ass. And he hoped like mother, like daughter, sexually suppressed, maybe even
a virgin. She had graduated from high school, yet she didn’t have a job and lived with mom, still trying to find her place in life.
Michael would be more than willing to teach each the necessary skills to entertain him and his friends.

It was all too easy, Michael ready to snatch them up when all of a sudden another girl was thrown into the picture. Michael
scrambled to find out who she was, surprised to find out Beth had another daughter, Jenna. Michael should have known that, an unpardonable
sin for someone so meticulous and careful. She was married, but it was already gossiped that she left her husband. Sexual reasons, though
none really knew the details or were too embarrassed to discuss it with a stranger. She had blonde hair, obviously bleached, but he would
soon know her truth. She had the tits in the family, full breasts that begged to be touched. And an equally lush ass that swayed
provocatively as she walked, sure that she didn’t realized the sexuality she threw off. She pulled up to the house, suitcases in her hands.
This was not a short stay, but a permanent change. Michael had never taken three at once, but it would make his task easier. He required
four, one young girl already in his van, tied spread eagle to the wall in the enclosed back, her mouth gagged with the large ball gag. He
loved the terror in her eyes each time he went back there, sure that she thought he was going to rape her. In time, he would, but first he
would take them all back to his house where he could leisurely rape and train them for their new purpose in life.

He snuck into the house when they went out for lunch, spiking all of the drinks in the refrigerator, even the unopened bottle of
wine, a thin syringe filling it with the drug. He waited, his truck parked down the street while he peeked in the window. They were all
sitting down at the table, a heartfelt family dinner, Michael noticing the bottle of wine on the table already half gone. It wouldn’t be
long, less than an hour. He watched until the bottle was empty, pleased that Mom even let Haley have a glass of wine. It made his job
easier. He went for his van, waiting for an hour impatiently before he drove back to the house, quietly slipping his van up the driveway
and around to the back of the house where the neighbors wouldn’t see it. He picked the lock on the back door, going in without hesitation,
the house silent except for the sound of the television droning on incessantly. There were his prey, three lovely women sprawled out on the
furniture, some of them ungracefully, their legs spread lewdly as if they were waiting for him.

He picked up Beth first, surprised that she was so light, throwing her over his shoulder, his hand holding her ass as he went out
the back door. He propped her up against the wall in the van, slowly attaching her arms to the shackles that were bolted into the side
walls, her body slumping down as he secured her. His hands went to her legs, pulling them wide and securing them, standing back to admire
his handiwork. His cock was hard, part from sexual arousal but part from the thrill of the capture. He kissed Beth, his hand going between
her legs as he felt her sex. It wasn’t as good as when she would be awake and feel the power he had over her. He looked over at Paige.
“Some friends for you, Paige. Some very intimate friends for you.” He went back into the house, taking his time with Jenna, unable to
contain himself, feeling up her tits before he threw her over his shoulder and brought her to the van. He made short work of securing her
to the other side so she could see her mother, his hands running up her legs and pushing under her skirt to feel her pussy before he went
back for the last one.

Michael laid Haley on the couch, lying down next to her, his hands running over her young body, his cock pushed against her hip,
rubbing softly back and forth, masturbating his cock on her. He could feel her nipples beneath the sweater she wore, pinching them until
they perked up involuntarily. He spread her legs, his hand sliding up and down the sleek thighs, each time stopping short of touching her
pussy, teasing himself. He kissed her, rolling on top of her, between her spread thighs, rubbing his hard cock on her pussy as his tongue
forced its way into her mouth. He had a feeling that Haley would be very submissive, only a little force needed to get her to comply with
the increasingly obscene requests he would require her to perform. Not like Jenna or Beth. Only physical pain would force their
compliance, or at least he was hoping that it would be that way. He reached down, unzipping his fly, pulling out his cock. He yanked her
skirt up until his hot flesh felt her soft skin, sighing deeply as he began to masturbate on her again, this time flesh against flesh,
rubbing on her naked thigh. He didn’t stop until he spurted his cum on her skin, humping up and down until he was sated, at least
temporarily. She looked so sexy on the couch, her eyes opened and glazed over as if she was in bliss, her legs spread, her skirt hiked high
up, his milky white sperm covering her thigh. It was as if she had just had the most exciting orgasm in her life. He picked her up,
stringing her up across from Paige, spreading Haley’s legs, his cum beginning to slowly drip down her thigh. He went back into the house,
straightening it up as if they had gone to bed, messing up the beds. It would be tomorrow at least or maybe if he was lucky the next day
before anyone would become concerned. He could travel fast, driving all night and day, making it home in a little more than half a day
without stopping. By tomorrow night, he would begin to enjoy his catch, starting with Haley.


Excerpt..

For Jenna it had been a whirlwind romance, meeting Alex barely two years ago, finding so much in common between them it was scary.

And he was so kind and understanding, especially about sex. For Jenna was a virgin when she met him, though by the time they were married a

year later, she was no longer chaste. The first time they made love wasn’t what she had expected all of her life. It was almost

anticlimactic. He was gentle, taking her with little pain, trying to make her cum but she faked it, Alex not realizing it, or at least he

didn’t let on he knew. They only had sex twice after that until they were married, neither time doing anything to turn her life upside in

that split second. She still only came from solo masturbation, her vibrator the only thing between her legs that knew what she needed.
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They moved to a small apartment on the other side of town from her parents and her sister, Haley. Haley was three years younger,

19, just graduating from high school, not sure what she wanted to do. Jenna missed the late-night intimate talks with Haley, but when her

parents divorced three months ago after 25 years of marriage, Jenna almost felt strange in the house.


And Alex had changed once they got married. He became more demanding. Especially about sex. It was about two months after they got

married, Alex snuggling up to her one night in bed, a signal that he wanted sex, though Jenna had a headache. A real headache, not just a

not-to-have-sex headache. “Not tonight, honey,” she purred to him as his hands cradled her near-naked breasts. “My head is killing me.”

The voice that spoke back sounded as if it were coming from someone else, not her husband Alex.


“You’ve been neglecting your wifely duties, Jenna.” His voice was demanding. “I only want part of your head tonight, just your

mouth.” Alex pulled her head down, throwing the blanket aside until his cock popped free of the confining blanket. She had used her hands

on him, after he forced her to, but she hadn’t given up her mouth to him. That would end tonight, Alex intending to get what was due

him.


His hands were harsh on her head, yanking her down until his cock was only inches from her mouth. She refused to take his cock in

her mouth. That was the most revolting task that she could think of, her mouth clamping shut in spite of his insistence. She mumbled a no,

but her hand began to stroke his cock. It was the only way she could avoid sucking his cock, even the words sounding gross. But he held

her face only inches from his cock, one of her hands stroking up and down his cock, the other teasing the cum from his balls, anything to

end this degrading task. It didn’t take him long, hearing him groaning loudly, his hands tighter on her head until he spewed his cum all

over her hands, anything better than her face.


“I oughta make you clean it”, he grumbled harshly, turning over and snoring in a matter of minutes. Jenna cried herself to sleep

that night.


That did little to satisfy him, Jenna finding herself in the same position many nights after that, her face only inches from his cock, but

instead of her hands gathering up all his cum, he pushed her hands away, pumping his cock onto her face as she clenched her eyes and mouth

tight while the hot cum splattered onto the soft skin of her face. He would quickly turn over and go to sleep, Jenna suffering until he did

and she could go into the bathroom, cleaning the milky white cum from her face until her skin was almost raw.


It was strange, Alex not even mentioning it most times, acting like the loving husband. It had gone on for two months, most nights

making love, but it was like some nights there was a different man in her bed. And those nights Jenna was forced to jerk him off until he

shot his cum on her face, though he always tried to get his cock into her mouth, Jenna steadfastly refusing the obscene act.


But it was last night that forced Jenna back into her mother’s house, her marriage ended, walking out on Alex while he was at work,

a short note her only explanation. She was sitting on her sister’s bed, trying to explain to her without embarrassing herself.


Haley was trying to comfort her sister, but she knew little of sex, her upbringing, like Jenna’s, was strict and sex was never

openly discussed. Although she was 19, many of her girlfriends losing their virginity at early ages, some as young as fourteen, Haley still

clung to the traditional values that she should be chaste on the night of her wedding, giving her husband her most prized possession. She

had dated quite a bit, extremely attractive like her sister, though not as voluptuous, learning how to satisfy boys with her hands when she

had to, but only allowing them a quick feel of her smallish breasts, and maybe letting them stroke her thighs under her skirt, but it would

end when they tried to touch between her legs. That was still reserved exclusively for herself under the covers when everyone was asleep,

her mind wandering off to all the things that her girlfriends bragged about.


“I’m not even sure if he is the same person,” Jenna trying hard not to cry, but her eyes were already wet. “After dinner he was so

sweet, holding me in his arms as we watched television. I could tell he wanted to make love to me, his hands wandering as he watched

television, but he was arousing me. We went to bed after Law and Order. I went into the bathroom, putting on a lovely negligee for him.

It took me quite a bit of time, but I figured he would appreciate it once he saw me. I opened the bathroom door, surprised to see an angry

look on his face. He was naked, his penis hard. It was the bed that scared me. In each corner of the bed, leather straps were attached to

the bedposts, laid out so carefully that there was no doubt what he wanted to do. They were meant to tie me up. Spread eagle on the bed.”

She stopped for a moment, choking up as last night came back into her mind so vividly.


“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, Jenna.” Haley was almost too embarrassed, not only for Jenna, but herself.

What did Alex do to her? To tie someone up naked and have their way with them against their will?


“No, I have to tell someone, and Mom isn’t the type that would listen. Before I could say a word, he pounced on me like some

animal, ripping my negligee from my body. The one I put on just for him. I was so scared, stripped naked, Alex snarling like some crazed

lunatic. I actually feared for my life. He threw me on the bed like a sack of potatoes. I tried to get up, but he sat on top of me,

driving the air from my lungs, struggling to breathe as he grabbed my wrists one at a time. Before I realized it, both of my arms were

pinned by the leather straps, already feeling the pins and needles as the circulation was cut off to my hands and fingers. I tugged on

them, the bed creaking but holding me tight. He finally got off of me. I was breathing hard to fill my lungs with precious air. Just as I

sucked in a mouthful of air, a piece of cloth, probably my negligee, was jammed into my mouth until I choked when he shoved it to the back

of my throat.” She had to stop again, the story becoming too real. “And then my legs. Pulling them open, embarrassed even though he was

my husband, my sex exposed as he tied each one to a corner of the bed until my crotch ached. I was afraid he was going to split me up the

middle. He stood at the end of the bed, staring up at my spread, naked body, his hand on his penis, pumping it up and down. It was bigger

than I had ever seen it. He was excited by what he was doing to me. How could someone enjoy creating terror in a person like he was doing

to me?”


Haley was afraid to ask, but she needed to know and Jenna needed to get it off her chest. “What did he do to you?”


“He fucked me. Not making love, but fucking me like some street whore. He bit my breasts, all the while his penis was inside me,

stretching me like no other time, pumping in and out. And he did it so long, or at least it felt like a long time, all the while the pain

between my legs shooting to my brain. I heard him getting ready to cum, but he pulled out, kneeling over my face as he pumped his penis

until he came on my face, this time landing on my lips. Even with my negligee in my mouth, I could taste it entering my mouth, thick and

salty. I choked, but was afraid of vomiting, sure to choke to death if I did, the gag plugging my throat. He rubbed his penis all over my

face until I could feel his cum drying.”


“That’s terrible. For your husband to do such a thing to you is despicable.” Haley felt sorry for her sister.


“He wasn’t finished with me yet. He got off of me, but left me tied to the bed. I heard him in the other room, sure he was having

a beer. When he came back in, his penis was already hard. He climbed on top of me again, his hands under my butt, lifting me up as he slid

inside me again. It still felt like he was splitting me up the middle, this time lasting longer, his hips never stopping as he fucked me.

His hands gripped my butt cheeks, raising me up so he could thrust into me even harder, feeling bruised on the inside as he crashed into my

cervix. I was crying now, the gag only allowing my muffled sobs, Alex not caring as his penis fucked me endlessly. He came in me; I was

grateful that he didn’t cum on my face again. He climbed off of me, but then he began to play with my bound body as if he could somehow

erase what he did if he made me cum. He disgusted me and after half an hour of trying to arouse me, all he did was succeed in getting hard

again, jumping on top of me like I was just a convenient tight place to put his penis.” Jenna stopped again, still feeling the pain between

her legs from Alex’s rape. Yes, that is all she could call it. “He did me five times last night, finally cumming one last time in me as

the sun came up.” He got off of me almost casually, dressing for work like it was a normal day. As he was ready to leave he untied me, my

body frozen on the bed until I heard the click of the door as he finally left.”


Haley hugged Jenna, unable to do anything else. She was crying now and she did the only thing a sister could do. Be there with

her.


Beth, short for Elizabeth, knew that her daughter had a problem with her marriage to Alex but asked little in details. Men were

such scum, her husband proving it not long ago, leaving Beth for another woman, sure that she was much younger. After all she had done for

him, putting up with his terrible lovemaking, their two daughters the only bright part of all she endured sexually with him. It was good

riddance to him, she was much better off without him.





* * *





Michael Devlin was on the hunt. He needed to stock his house with fresh girls, his friends counting on him to supply them with the

delicacies that they sought. He had sold the last ones he had, tiring of them, needing fresh meat. His house was over a thousand miles

from here, Michael driving a large van, the back fitted to hold the human cargo that he would return with. He was in a small town, just the

type that he liked, the police usually unsophisticated, giving him ample time to get out of their reach with his captures. He stayed in a

campground about 25 miles from the town, off-season, few would remember him, staying to himself, pulling in after dark each night. He had a

number of false alarms, thinking they might make good captures, but something always making him hesitant.


He had been following the latest candidate for three days, usually starting at the local grocery store to find women that fit the

characteristics he sought. It wasn’t hard to find out about them, small towns notoriously gossipy. He was parked down the street from her

house, typing in notes onto his laptop, keeping a detailed schedule of their day. People had a tendency to lead structured lives, following

set patterns even though they would loathe admitting it. Her name was Elizabeth. She was 41, though I am sure she wouldn’t admit that.

Lovely woman, short brown hair, good looking and a lovely figure, though she didn’t dress to enhance it, more to hide it. She was recently

divorced, and from what most said, her husband ran off with another woman. When hard pressed, many said that he was unsatisfied,

emphasizing unsatisfied, small town talk for Elizabeth not being very good in bed. She had the body for it; she just needed the training,

Michael’s specialty. But it wasn’t the mother that drew him, it was Haley. The lovely 19–year-old daughter. Long brown hair that hung

down to her waist, smallish breasts but full hips and a great ass. And he hoped like mother, like daughter, sexually suppressed, maybe even

a virgin. She had graduated from high school, yet she didn’t have a job and lived with mom, still trying to find her place in life.

Michael would be more than willing to teach each the necessary skills to entertain him and his friends.


It was all too easy, Michael ready to snatch them up when all of a sudden another girl was thrown into the picture. Michael

scrambled to find out who she was, surprised to find out Beth had another daughter, Jenna. Michael should have known that, an unpardonable

sin for someone so meticulous and careful. She was married, but it was already gossiped that she left her husband. Sexual reasons, though

none really knew the details or were too embarrassed to discuss it with a stranger. She had blonde hair, obviously bleached, but he would

soon know her truth. She had the tits in the family, full breasts that begged to be touched. And an equally lush ass that swayed

provocatively as she walked, sure that she didn’t realized the sexuality she threw off. She pulled up to the house, suitcases in her hands.

This was not a short stay, but a permanent change. Michael had never taken three at once, but it would make his task easier. He required

four, one young girl already in his van, tied spread eagle to the wall in the enclosed back, her mouth gagged with the large ball gag. He

loved the terror in her eyes each time he went back there, sure that she thought he was going to rape her. In time, he would, but first he

would take them all back to his house where he could leisurely rape and train them for their new purpose in life.


He snuck into the house when they went out for lunch, spiking all of the drinks in the refrigerator, even the unopened bottle of

wine, a thin syringe filling it with the drug. He waited, his truck parked down the street while he peeked in the window. They were all

sitting down at the table, a heartfelt family dinner, Michael noticing the bottle of wine on the table already half gone. It wouldn’t be

long, less than an hour. He watched until the bottle was empty, pleased that Mom even let Haley have a glass of wine. It made his job

easier. He went for his van, waiting for an hour impatiently before he drove back to the house, quietly slipping his van up the driveway

and around to the back of the house where the neighbors wouldn’t see it. He picked the lock on the back door, going in without hesitation,

the house silent except for the sound of the television droning on incessantly. There were his prey, three lovely women sprawled out on the

furniture, some of them ungracefully, their legs spread lewdly as if they were waiting for him.


He picked up Beth first, surprised that she was so light, throwing her over his shoulder, his hand holding her ass as he went out

the back door. He propped her up against the wall in the van, slowly attaching her arms to the shackles that were bolted into the side

walls, her body slumping down as he secured her. His hands went to her legs, pulling them wide and securing them, standing back to admire

his handiwork. His cock was hard, part from sexual arousal but part from the thrill of the capture. He kissed Beth, his hand going between

her legs as he felt her sex. It wasn’t as good as when she would be awake and feel the power he had over her. He looked over at Paige.

“Some friends for you, Paige. Some very intimate friends for you.” He went back into the house, taking his time with Jenna, unable to

contain himself, feeling up her tits before he threw her over his shoulder and brought her to the van. He made short work of securing her

to the other side so she could see her mother, his hands running up her legs and pushing under her skirt to feel her pussy before he went

back for the last one.


Michael laid Haley on the couch, lying down next to her, his hands running over her young body, his cock pushed against her hip,

rubbing softly back and forth, masturbating his cock on her. He could feel her nipples beneath the sweater she wore, pinching them until

they perked up involuntarily. He spread her legs, his hand sliding up and down the sleek thighs, each time stopping short of touching her

pussy, teasing himself. He kissed her, rolling on top of her, between her spread thighs, rubbing his hard cock on her pussy as his tongue

forced its way into her mouth. He had a feeling that Haley would be very submissive, only a little force needed to get her to comply with

the increasingly obscene requests he would require her to perform. Not like Jenna or Beth. Only physical pain would force their

compliance, or at least he was hoping that it would be that way. He reached down, unzipping his fly, pulling out his cock. He yanked her

skirt up until his hot flesh felt her soft skin, sighing deeply as he began to masturbate on her again, this time flesh against flesh,

rubbing on her naked thigh. He didn’t stop until he spurted his cum on her skin, humping up and down until he was sated, at least

temporarily. She looked so sexy on the couch, her eyes opened and glazed over as if she was in bliss, her legs spread, her skirt hiked high

up, his milky white sperm covering her thigh. It was as if she had just had the most exciting orgasm in her life. He picked her up,

stringing her up across from Paige, spreading Haley’s legs, his cum beginning to slowly drip down her thigh. He went back into the house,

straightening it up as if they had gone to bed, messing up the beds. It would be tomorrow at least or maybe if he was lucky the next day

before anyone would become concerned. He could travel fast, driving all night and day, making it home in a little more than half a day

without stopping. By tomorrow night, he would begin to enjoy his catch, starting with Haley.



Reviews

PowerOne's best to date. This is a theme that is in hundreds of Internet stories, man in a van abducts women to train. Well, I've never read one as good as this one. The mother and two daughters is handled very well and is the signature of this story. 5 out of 5 (qubert)

I've been a fan of Powerone for years. This is an older book by that author and the one I like the best. I especially like his "relationship" with little Haley. Many cums. 5 out of 5

I'm not a fan of Powerone and I couldn't tell you why I bought Devil's Sluts. I'm glad I did, for while this is yet another kidnap-the-victim-and-use-them-as-slaves story, it's handled much better than is usually done. Jenna, Haley, and their mother, Elizabeth are kidnapped by Micheal, along with Paige and taken to be trained as sex slaves. What follows is what extreme BDSM stories should be. The victims, while undergoing horrific experiences are slowly and subtly changed by them. While telling themsleves that it's lonly to avoid punishment for themselves or those they love, we know otherwise. Add in some powefully hot sex scenes, and you have a winner from Powerone, a pleasant surprise for this reader who had just about given up on him. Well done. 4 out of 5

Very good. One of Powerone's best 4 out of 5

Not one of Powerone's best! Just seemed to wrap up rather quickly. 3 out of 5 (LuvErotica)

Way to much dialog so so reading sorry 3 out of 5 (Flash)

Too plain. Even violent. 2 out of 5

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Author Information

Powerone resides at the beach in San Diego where scantily clad females
forever perk his imagination.

A prolific, best selling author, he captivates readers by bringing them into the minds of both male and female lead characters. With vivid description and rich detail, Powerone draws readers
into a world often found only in fantasy and leaves them aching for more.

 


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