Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. Its intended purpose is to be as entertaining and immersive for the reader as possible. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.

It was a pleasant day on the boardwalk as Amber walked along side her boyfriend, hugging his arm and holding him close. She had never been the jealous type, but when she saw the woman walking by them. Her eyes moving up and down his body, practically undressing him and sucking his dick with a glance, it was enough to tip Julia over the edge.

"Keep your eyes off my man, slut."

She had never been that candid before, and it was enough to make her boyfriend react and try to calm her down with a joke. Perhaps it was too much of an overreaction, but at the end of the day, Julia thought it was all in good fun. She knew she'd never see that woman again, and she let her boyfriend know that he was all hers. Little did she know how wrong she was. How one seemingly harmless sentence was enough to change the coarse of her and her boyfriend's life forever.

The first thing that Amber could feel has her vision was coming to was how hot her head was. As an intense headache continued to linger inside her mind that was made all the worse as her vision began to become more focused. Realizing she wasn't where she thought she was.

The second thing she noticed was how restrained she was as she tried to get up and asset the situation. Quickly realizing how limited her movement was. Panic began to set in. She could feel the rope through the fabric around her ankles, her wrists bound tightly behind her back, burning her shoulders, she could see her knees were tied together along with the rope around her neck that was tied to them. All in all, she was in an expertly tied ball tie.

The next thing Amber noticed somehow made her more uncomfortable, skyrocketing her heart rate. She notice how cold the stone floor was underneath her. How much of her skin was exposed. How much her pussy was exposed. She was wearing clothes, but definitely not the same ones she was wearing before she blacked out. She could tell she was now sporting a tightly and thinly laced white top that did nothing to hide her nipples. Knee high socks along with shiny, black platform heels. A short, green, plaid skirt and worst of all, she was deprived of her panties. Whoever did this went through the trouble of relieving her of her clothes and dressing her up like some sort of slutty school girl.

The adrenaline kicked in fast when she realized she wasn't in her boyfriend's apartment, but rather some sort of sick and twisted basement. She kicked, managing to squirm and move a little despite her disposition. Trying desperate to escape her rope prison, only for the material to dig into her skin and cause her discomfort.

"Oh my god! Someone! Please help! Daryl! Where are you!? Help! HELP!"

"Oh won't someone please help me! Hahahaha. Your pleas sound so pathetic. Please keep going."

Amber was shocked to hear another voice. There was no doubt in her mind that his voice was her captor, but what she wasn't expecting was how feminine the voice was. Was a woman responsible for this madness? A question quickly answered when the woman stood over Amber. Wearing black heels as tall as the ones on her own feet, stockings, a tight corset that housed some sort of demented tools around her waist and that emphasized her well endowed breasts, and the eye catcher of it all. Crotchless panties. Amber would've felt embarrassed and uncomfortable, had it not been for how quickly she recognized this woman. Realizing that she was the very same woman who was eye ball fucking her boyfriend all those weeks ago. But why? What kind of sick power play was this?

"Oh you are a smart one. You remember me. Might as well just be honest then. All those weeks ago. I wasn't just checking out your little boy toy that day. I was looking at you too. I was thinking about how hot it would be if you were both my little slaves. A thought I would've taken care of back at my hotel with my vibrator. But then you said it. 'Keep your eyes off my man, slut.'

Oh there was just something about it. So much fire. So much jealousy. I think I cam over ten times thinking of all the ways I could make you shut the fuck up that night. And it still wasn't enough. After a while, I couldn't take it anymore. I just had to break you. I just had to make you mine."

Amber's eyes widened in fear, "Oh my god, you're fucking crazy! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!"

Before Amber knew it, she felt a sharp stinging pain on her upper thigh. A pain like no other that replaced her shouting with eye piercing screams of agony. She squirmed and kick, managing to go around in pathetic little circles around the ground as the woman continued her onslaught. Striking her ass and upper thighs with some sort of leather tassels. Her ass feeling as if it was on fire. Then as suddenly as it began, the woman stopped and kneeled down next to her. Her surprisingly soft hand caressing her ass cheeks and slipping it between her lower lips. Her other hand caressing Amber's face. Brushing her hair behind her hear.

"Oh don't bother." Her voice becoming more sympathetic before becoming sadistic at the turn of a dime. "These walls are sound proof. No one is going to find you here. No one even knew your boy toy was missing for days until you showed up at his precious apartment."

Amber winced and stifled back a moan as the woman shoved her fingers inside her cunt and quickly found her g spot. Massaging it better than her boyfriend ever could. In that moment, Amber thought back to before she woke up. She remembered now. How her boyfriend stopped texting and call her all of a sudden. How one one had seen him and assumed he was with her or on some sort of road trip that he frequently does on his bike. She showed up to his apartment to find any clues or if he had left at all. That's when she blacked out. Amber began to feel anxious at the idea that her boyfriend had been under the possession of his woman for that long.

"Putting two and two together. You continue to impress me. I'll have you know he wasn't as defiant as you'd think. He fell in line pretty quickly. Then again, a caged cock and endless teasing will do that to just about any man." The woman stopped her fingering for a brief moment and adjusted her self so that Amber's face was practically underneath her captor's wet and musty pussy and twitching ass. Then the woman proceeded to eat out Amber's pussy. Talking between breaths.

"He may be loyal to you, but he is still a man. His body couldn't resist these ass cheeks grinding on his trapped cock. He screamed pretty loudly. He's doing quite nicely right now. I'm sure he's still struggling though." As the woman wiggled her ass cheeks in front of Amber's face, disgusting the girl even further.

"Where is he you monster! Let him go! Let us both go!" Amber demanded, despite her present dilemma.

"Ooo. I like that. How desperate you are to save him. How you still think he's yours. Means you'll do anything to help him. Right?" As she buried her tongue inside Amber's pussy, forcing the poor girl to hold back a lustful moan.

The woman quickly noticed how much Amber was holding back her natural reaction. Bring a sadistic smirk to her face.

"Hmm. I'll ask that again. You'll do anything for him? Right?" As her fingers dug inside Amber's pussy, massaging her insides while her tongue pleased her clit.

"Nggggh. Fuck! Oh god! Yes, please! I'll do whatever you want! Just let him go! You can keep me instead. Nggggh fuck...." Amber shouted, breaking her voice in front of her captor.

"Excellent. You can start by returning the favor." The woman lowered her ass towards Amber's face. Pulling out an red wand from the belt on her corset. "And no biting. Or else you'll get to feel this on your clit."

Amber was confused, until she felt a sharp and intense pain on upper thigh. The woman had some sort of taser and the tone in her voice was enough to convince her that the woman was serious. She swallowed her pride and lifted her head up the best she could. Eating another woman's pussy for the first time in her life. A taste and smell that revolted her, but the woman left her no other choice. It was either lick and suck on her lower lips, or get that sharp pain on her clit.

Whatever Amber was doing seemed to be pleasing the woman as she began to moan and wiggle her ass against Amber's face. Moaning behind her closed mouth. She was doing so well, the woman lowered her body further onto Amber's face, putting all of her weight on her head. This put Amber into a panic as she began to squirm against the woman. It was becoming difficult to breath, with nothing but the woman's pussy on her mouth. Her legit need to survive wasn't a concern for the woman, and it was enough to irritate her. The next thing Amber was doing was screaming right into the woman's pussy as she received a shock right where the woman promised.

"Oh yeah. That's good. Hmmmmm. Fuck yes!" Becoming aroused by Amber's screaming more than when she was eating her out. Grinding her wet lips against her face. "Keep going slut, or I won't stop."

The woman continued to use the electric wan on Amber's pussy, moving it up and down her slit, and occasionally shocking her ass hole. Amber continued to scream and struggle against her bindings, but persevered, moving her mouth and tongue to pleasure this demented woman.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Words Amber never wanted to hear as the woman squirted right into her mouth and down her throat. Culminating in the pain and lack of air being too much for Amber to handle. Passing out right underneath her captor. The last thing burned into her memory as her eyes rolled up and her vision faded to black, was the pores of her captor's ass and her twitching ass hole.

Once again, Amber woke up inside her captor's torture chamber of a basement, only she was no longer on the cold concrete. She winced when she felt her hair getting pulled back towards her ankles with some rope. Her arms and elbows and even fingers tied intricately behind her back. She was now in a tight hogtie, laying on top of an old spring mattress. Her head squeezed through the metal bars of the frame. She looked around frantically until she saw her captor in the dark corner of the room. Amber couldn't tell what she was doing, the most she could see was her captor's barely lit ass and the gleam of her cum dripping down her pussy. When she finally turned around, Amber felt her stomach drop, knowing things were about to get worse. Wishing she had stayed over there.

The woman approached Amber with a black rubber cock on a stick. Her smile somehow getting more devious. "Now that I'm all warmed up. It's time to get you prepared.

"I already did what you asked lady! Let us go!" Amber said, still trying desperately to wiggle out of her bonds. Her attempts quickly stopped when the woman slapped the rubber cock across her face. Shocked that the woman would continue to humiliate and degrade her like this.

"Now now. Be a good girl and I might just let you both go. Suck on this cock until I don't hear any gagging." Toying with Amber by running the dildo across her lips, pushing them against her teeth.

"You're insane...ngh....there's no way I'm going to be your entertainment." Still trying to be defiant.

"That's fine. I'll just make your little boy toy suck it. Perhaps find this dildo a new home. Wonder if he could take all of it." The woman's voice was a balance of mocking, teasing, and an underlying level of evil. For Amber, the woman was more than telling the truth of what she'd do, and it scared her back to falling in line.

"Stop! Please don't....Okay...I'll do it...." Feeling more and more devastated by the situation.

"That's 'Yes Mistress.' Say it fuck doll."

"...yes...Mistress..." Amber felt the last bit of defiance leave her body as she opened her mouth reluctantly. Instantly gagging as the cock was shoved quickly down her throat.

"Oh, what's the matter fuck doll? Never taken a cock this big before?" The woman said with a subtle laugh in her voice. Enjoying humiliating Amber even more.

Amber coughed and gagged, trying her best to withstand this woman's abusive onslaught. Thinking that while her boyfriend's cock was just as big as this synthetic one, she never liked giving blow jobs. He understood that she had a weak gag reflex and she liked that about him. But she persevered for his safety. Still holding onto the hope that they'd both get out of this all right, and that this woman would be behind bars.

Amber felt as if she was going to die. Gagging loudly and tearing up. Her mascara running down her cheeks. It wasn't that hard for her to realize that she only had two options. Pass out or worse, or learn how to suck this cock. It took all of her mental fortitude, but she was surprised how quickly she adapted to her torture. Learning to take a hasty breath just as the cock was pulled out of her mouth. How she gradually stopped gagging the deeper the rubber dildo went. Even going so far as to ignore the taste of the material. Until her captor could push the fake cock balls deep down Amber's throat with ease as a strings of saliva and a waterfall of drool poured down her chin, leaving a puddle on the ground.

"Good girl! Very good girl! I grabbed me a natural whore. Well then. As promised. I'll go grab your little boy toy." For the first time the woman's voice showed a hint of humanity as she praised Amber for taking in the dildo, but there was still that underlying sense of deviousness that left a chill down her spine.

The woman walked away leaving Amber gasping for air. The poor girl couldn't help but look at her captor's luscious ass jiggling and swaying side to side as she disappeared into the darkness. Still of the mindset that if she just played along with this woman's sick games, that her and her boyfriend would get out of this. But that thought was fleeting when the woman walked back out of the darkness with Daryl by her side. The very sight of what she saw making her stomach churn. Her boyfriend, completely naked, his arms bound behind his back, blindfolded and gagged, and his cock trapped in some sort of metal contraption, swelling up from trying to get hard. All while being lead on a leash connected to a collar around his neck. His muffled cries and pleas filling the room. She never imagined that her muscular boyfriend, the man who was so tough that he fought off four men in a bar fight one time, the man who could toss her around like a rag doll, would be reduced to this humiliating state.

"Oh. You'll have to excuse boy toy over here. I snuck in a little viagra in his afternoon meal. Easiest way to keep him in line. You ready to play fuck doll?" The woman's tone continuing to unsettle Amber, proving to her that this was all just some sadistic game for her.

"Please ma'am! You don't have to do this! Please let us go! We won't call the police!" Amber was finally getting desperate, crying and pleading with the woman. Her voice quickly getting the attention of Daryl who seemingly tried to call out to her behind his gag.

"You'll see I have a generous side. A more merciful side. Perhaps you'll get a chance to see it, when you learn to get in line. Hm?" The woman tied off Daryl's leash to the bed frame, knowing full well he wasn't going to go anywhere with his hands behind his back and more importantly, without the key to his locked cock.

Amber tried to comfort her boyfriend by nuzzling her head against her thigh. Anything to let him know that she was there with him. Then she caught a peak of the woman walking towards the corner of the room once again. Walking back out of the darkness carrying a strange and perverse piece of attire. A set of panties made of latex, with its most defining feature being that of a large dildo attached to the outside. She pulls the covering up between her legs and Amber notices another smaller dildo inside. One that went up into the woman's own pussy as she settled the straps of the article around her waist. Now the woman was sporting her own synthetic cock. A fact that made Amber sweat profusely from anxiety.

She walked up to Daryl and made it a point to press the fake cock against his leg and near Amber's face, unlocking his cock cage. His dick instantly getting hard and large right in front of his girlfriend's eyes. Amber admittedly dropped her jaw at the sight. It looked bigger than usual. Even bigger than the dildo the woman forced down her throat. Their captor gentle grasped Daryl's cock and guided him towards Amber's mouth, shoving it into her mouth without much resistance and even some mild pleasure. If anything, Amber thought it was nice to feel her boyfriend again, even if it was under callous circumstances. However, due to his drugged up body, his cock was much larger than she could handle. Making it more difficult to breath than when the woman tortured her throat. An unfortunately prelude of what was to come for the couple.

"Your job, fuck doll, is to make boy toy here cum before I do. This specialized strap on will stimulate my pussy depending on how deep it does into his precious little ass hole. Only problem is. If he wants to give you time to breath, he's gonna have to thrust back and take all seven inches of my cock in him. I wonder what he'll do."

This woman was more than just evil to Amber as tears dripped down her cheeks from struggling to breath. Gagging on her boyfriend's cock. All she could think in that moment was "Oh god. Please Daryl, let me breath!"

"Now then. Shall we begin." The woman shoved the tip of her plastic cock into Daryl's ass. It was enough to scare him and move away. Desperately trying to get away from the inevitable. All while shoving the rest of his cock down Amber's throat and sealing her wind pipe.

Luckily for her, Daryl understood the severity of the situation. He heard her struggles and after a couple of quick breaths, he forced his hips back and accepted the cock behind him to let Amber breath. The woman's hands instantly reaching around to jerk his cock off and play with his nipples. Daryl, unfortunately couldn't stand more than two seconds of the cock inside his ass before he trusted back into Amber's mouth. Who barely had enough time to relax and breath in some of that precious air. It was a constant back and forth. As Amber struggled to breath and lick at her boyfriend's shaft, hoping desperately that he'd cum. Daryl struggling internally and externally. The choice of choking the woman he loved with his cock, how good it felt to feel her tongue again, and taking in this lady's strap on while she played with his body. The woman who moaned and clawed at Daryl's chest as the vibrator pleasured her insides every time Daryl had to push up against it.

It was the most depraved scene anyone could have witness. Ending when Amber finally managed to make her boyfriend cum by sucking on the bell of his cock at the right time and pushing her tongue against his urethral opening. He thrusted hard one last time down Amber's throat as he screamed behind his gag. Shooting a huge load down her esophagus as if he hadn't cum in days. Amber was forced to take it all and feel it fill up her stomach. All while the woman moaned behind her boyfriend. Laughing at their misfortune.

The night of torture continued as the woman forced Daryl to clean off her strap on with his mouth. All while Amber licked her boyfriend's ass hole for the first time. Making him strike at Amber's ass and back with a whip, whispering into her ear that if he didn't, he'd lock his cock up for longer than he could take. Before the coup de grace of the night of making Daryl fuck Amber while she ate out her captor's pussy once again. The couple tied up in intricate rope. Their nipples clips and chained together so that any small movement against each other hurt like hell. Amber's clit in an excruciating amount of pain with the clothespin that the woman left on it. With not even the solace of looking into her boyfriend's eyes as she fucked him as the blindfold was kept on him the entire time.

Amber was a fool to think that after all they endured that night, after all those humiliating feats, that their new Mistress would simply let them go. The two became her private little slaves that night. She enjoyed locking the couple in chastity. Teasing them for days until they were begging for release and willing to play more of their Mistress's games. It was particularly harder for Daryl, since his cock would try to expand passed the metal cage, putting Amber in a tight spot to give him relieve of any kind. Having to offer up her body to her Mistress. Have her tits smacked purple just for her boyfriend to be free for thirty minutes. Offer her virgin ass towards the woman she hated for a simple hour. Having her own orgasms denied and left on an edging spree for weeks. All so her boyfriend could experience some freedom for a measly day. Everything was non negotiable. The woman held all the cards using their love for each other against them.

In the coming months, the couple learned to stop calling each other by their real names for fear of punishment. Whipping. Cattle prod. A new piercing. He was now boy toy, and she was now fuck doll. They learned to call her Mistress and get turned on every time they did. Never looking her in the eye, always being respectful and offering their holes to her. If they were well behaved, she allowed the two to have sex, but only while she participated. Fuck doll experiencing her first double penetration as the woman took her ass hole and she stared into the eyes of boy toy with lust. Or 69-ing while she fucked boy toy's ass.

Their training had culminated in the ultimate moment. When their Mistress walked them out to the backyard. Shock collars at the ready. She sat at the lawn chair with her legs crossed and gave them the choice. Walk out the back door and be free. Call the authorities. Have her arrested. Or stay and be her loyal little fuck toys. They were too scared to even try and run off. Was it fear of the collars? Was their training finally complete? It didn't matter. Fuck doll crawled right up between her Mistress's legs and began to eat out her sweaty pussy. Not even thinking that this act alone would've made her sick the first time they met. Now it makes her own pussy shiver with joy. All while boy toy got right behind her and fucked her ass.

No one would find the couple after all those months away. Thinking they had driven off to start a new life, or perhaps some accident happened. The searches died down and people started to move on. Having no idea that this sadistic woman lived on the other side of the country. Who decided to pluck these two lovers out of their lives and into hers. All because of one simple sentence. Now, they're serving a life sentence of servitude.