This story is a short episode from within a much longer story about kidnapping, rape, and enslavement. The longer story is “My Second Rape” which was the sequel to “My First Rape.” This is a very substantially modified version of “My Second Rape.” One of the major characters has been left out. I did this because it makes this version of the story easier to tell. For the full, rich version with all characters present, go read “My Second Rape.” Some considerable time after I wrote those two tales, I combined and re-wrote them into the single story “Diary of a Rapist.”
Here’s the background to the present story: One year after his kidnapping, rape, enslavement, and brainwashing / re-programming of beautiful, 14-year-old, platinum blonde, blue-eyed Wendy (see “My First Rape”), the Master plots his 2nd acquisition. With Wendy’s assistance plus the help of others, the Master is about to abduct a beautiful young redhead with pure white skin and green eyes named Ivory.
I was still looking at my two computers when Wendy emerged from the hotel bathroom. My teen beauty had a towel wrapped around her wet platinum blonde hair and another wrapped around her pale white body. She walked over and stood next to me. I smelled the fresh fragrance of her 15-year-old body. Wendy draped an arm around my shoulder. I put an arm around her waist.
“What’cha doin’ Daddy? Planning to kidnap and rape a little girl?” she teased.
“You bet your ass, bitch!” I said as I reached under her towel and grabbed her naked white ass, squeezing her left buttock and then her right one.
“Mmm!” Wendy said as I fondled her buttocks. “My ass is your property, Master. It belongs to you. You can do anything you want with it. My ass is at your service, Master. Always.” She dropped the towels from her head and body.
I looked at her naked body. Whenever I pause to contemplate Wendy’s pure white skin, platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, increasingly womanly figure, her growing breasts, pink nipples, downy platinum pubic patch, and amazingly beautiful face, I feel like I am in the presence of a young goddess, or an angel. She is my treasure from paradise. And I took her with my own two hands. Best of all, my pure white angel has the soul of a slutty sex slave. I have programmed her to channel that sexuality so that it dovetails with my desires perfectly. I’ve turned my little cunt-angel into behaving in ways that no pristine angel ever would. Wendy is my angel whore slut-slave, and she lives and breathes and sucks and fucks only for the pleasure of her Owner/Master.
As Wendy leaned down and kissed me on the lips, her wet hair draped across my head and shoulders. I cupped one of her small, young breasts in one hand. I put the other hand on her flank and moved it slowly down to her hips, feeling the softness of her moist, smooth flesh. I held my palm flat against her, splaying my fingers. Then I drew my hand across her lower abdomen, and down to her pubic area. I felt her soft, young, delicate pubic hairs against my palm and then between my fingers.
“Ooo, Daddy-Master” she sighed. “Do you want to fuck me? Or should I give you a blowjob? Maybe both?”
“Well, I haven’t had a shower, bitch. I’m not all clean like you are, my little frosted cupcake with cherries on top” I said, and then began suckling at her pink-nippled breasts, one after the other.
Wendy wrapped her arms around my head as I sucked her tits. “That’s ok, Master” she cooed. “I want your dick inside my mouth, or my cunt, or my ass no matter where it’s been, and no matter how dirty it might be.” She kissed me on top of my head. “Besides, Daddy-Master dearest, I think I did a pretty good job of keeping your dick clean in my mouth on the whole drive after lunch.”
I stopped sucking the teenager’s tits and looked her in the eye. I smiled. “That you did, you little whore. You had my dick in your mouth for over an hour before I made you stop.”
Wendy leaned over and kissed me on the lips again. “I wish you hadn’t made me stop. I could have kept going!”
I laughed. “Someday we’ll see how long you can suck my dick without stopping. Right now we’re on a mission from god” I said, quoting the old BLUES BROTHERS movie line. I gestured at the screens on the two laptop computers sitting on the desk in our hotel room. “See all those green circles? Those are the signals that everything is GO on our mission. We might be able to snatch Ivory tomorrow morning. There is no school. Her mom will be out. And we’ve got a way into her place and out again that should make the snatch and grab easy.”
Wendy clapped her hands. “Oh yes! I can’t wait! What do I have to do? You never told me.”
“You’ll sit in the car and wait. It won’t be our compact RV. It’ll be another vehicle” I said. “I’ll give you instructions on what to do in case the plan changes. I have a Plan B, Plan C, Plan D, and more, in case things go awry. I’ll review them with you briefly later.”
“Daddy-Master, I know you told me not to ask you about the people who are helping you with this. But can’t I ask one question? Pretty please?” Wendy pleaded.
“You can ask, bitch, but I won’t answer” I said.
“It’s a very simple yes or no question” Wendy said. “You don’t even have to answer. You just have to let me do something if it’s a yes, or tell me not to do it if it’s a no.”
I was intrigued. “Like I said, you can ask, but I won’t answer, cunt” I said.
Wendy smiled. “OK then. I want to give you a blowjob, Master. Right now. Let me do it right now if the answer is yes, or tell me to blow you later if the answer is no. Here’s my question. Do the men who are helping you ... I mean, I’m guessing they’re men ... do the men who are helping you also own girls or women like me?”
I smiled. “Get on your knees and blow me, you little slut” I said.
“Thank you, Daddy-Master” said Wendy as the naked teenager knelt on the floor and crawled under the desk. With some help from me, she took my pants off, and then took my dick into her mouth. The last words she said before she began a long, loving blowjob were “Thank you for letting me blow you, Master. And thank you for owning me. I live to suck your dick and swallow your cum.”
While Wendy blew me I typed on my computers. In a matter of seconds, photos and videos of Ivory appeared on the screen. I gazed longingly at my next acquisition. Then I lowered my gaze beneath the desk and looked at my beloved first acquisition who had my dick in her lovely mouth. Wendy sucked me with great skill and passion. What a great piece of property! Owning this young bitch was priceless. What would owning two young bitches be like? I would soon find out.
I let Wendy blow me for almost 10 minutes when I finally placed one hand on her head and gently pushed it back. “I’ll bet your cunt is pretty juicy by now, bitch” I said.
Wendy looked up at me, her eyes half-lidded in bliss. One hand was between her legs. “Would you like to smell my fingers to know for sure, Master?” the platinum blonde beauty asked, moving her hand from between her legs to just under my face. I took her arm, then slowly pulled her upward until Wendy’s fingers were in front of my face and she was standing in front of me. I smelled the heady fragrance of her cunt juices. Wendy and I locked our eyes on one another. I continued gazing at her beautiful blue eyes as I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. She gently brought her finger to my tongue. I pulled them into my mouth, where I licked and sucked on them. Wendy closed her eyes, smiled, and sighed.
I pulled her fingers from my mouth. I moved them to Wendy’s face, resting them on her lips. Wendy fixed her blue eyes on mine as she opened her mouth and began to suck on her own fingers, which now tasted of her cunt and the saliva from my mouth.
I said softly “I want to fuck your cunt now, bitch.”
Wendy looked down at me and smiled. “Yes, Master. And thank you for calling me ‘bitch’. I love it when you call me dirty and degrading names.”
Wendy was gloriously naked, while I was only naked from the waist down. In between exchanging kisses, Wendy helped me remove my shirt. Then we walked the few steps to the bed. I pulled the bedcover from the bed. Wendy climbed onto the white sheets and knelt on hands and knees. She presented her bare bottom to me. The pure white skin of the teenager’s ass was still dazzling to me, even after a year fucking her in every hole. Wendy turned her head to look over her shoulder at me. Her long platinum blonde hair hung down in straggling bunches, still moist from her shower.
“Do you want my ass or my cunt, Daddy-Master” she asked sweetly.
“I love both. You know that, bitch. I want you to lie down on your back so I can eat your sweet cunt before I fuck it” I said.
“Yes, Master” my little slave said as she lay down flat on her back. Wendy put her hands under her knees and pulled her legs up, exposing her beautiful pussy and ass. “You can lick whatever you like, Master. I am your property. You own me body and soul.”
I smiled. Wendy had learned her dialogue perfectly. Over the past year, I had schooled her repeatedly in all the words and phrases I most wanted to hear from my sex slaves. Wendy had gotten them down pat. Even better, she had found out by trial and error the best times to use each and every one of them. This was one of those times.
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