“What the hell just happened?” Eighteen year old Sarah Boyd shouted as she looked around the strange little antique shop. She couldn’t see her Louis Vuitton bag anywhere! “You fuckin’ thief! How did you do that?”

While the strangely dressed shopkeeper was distracted, Sarah had managed to put several rather heavy gold chains into the bag. Then she swept an entire tray of gold and silver rings into it as well. They had to be worth thousands! She couldn’t wait to feature them in her next video!

The exceptionally tall, deeply tanned, and startlingly busty silver haired woman seemed to sense something was wrong. She had spun around and glared angrily. Then she made a strange hand gesture. Sarah took it to be some kind of gang sign. She gave a sudden start when she realized she was empty handed. It was as if her bag had simply ceased to exist.

“Give it back, bitch! That bag cost more than you make in a month!” She sneered. “Maybe even a year! Give me back my property!”

“Your property?”

The woman seemed to look into her soul. Sarah felt a tiny and unaccustomed sensation of guilt. Several weeks ago, her trusty fake ID got her into a very exclusive club. In the ladies lounge, she met up with a real classy, but drugged out of her mind rich bitch. It had been like taking candy from a baby to snatch the bag from the dazed woman, dump the contents on the floor, and then run like hell!

“Yes! My property!” She rallied and glared right back. “That is my bag!”

“A lesson needs to be learned.” The weird woman said evenly. “I am inclined to teach it.”

Hands waved again in an intricate pattern. The light flared in the dim shop, and Sarah felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

The petite blonde looked around in shock. Gone was the strange little antique shop she had been exploring and pilfering. She blinked her eyes against the sudden brightness.

She was ... Outside! She pulled her iPhone out of the hip pocket of her snug jeans. There was no service. She looked for a WIFI network she could log onto, but there was absolutely nothing. A city girl, she had never known a time when her phone couldn’t work. They may be password protected, but there were usually dozens of WIFI nets detected by the phone anywhere she went in the city!

“What is this place?” she said softly as she looked around. “Is this a park?”

She was in a rather lovely clearing, apparently in the middle of the woods. The sky was astoundingly blue, and the air smelled different. The warm breeze she felt was so crisp and clean. She didn’t know it at the time, but it was air that had never known the emissions of an internal combustion engine.

The air before her seemed to sort of shimmer. Then, out of nothingness, the shopkeeper appeared. She stepped through the shimmer as if walking through a door. She threw off her gaudy baggy dress, and revealed herself to be clad in leather. She looked like a warrior woman from some Marvel or DC movie. The woman could out wonder Wonder Woman!

“Thief.” The woman said quietly as she strode towards Sarah. “You must pay a penalty.”

“You stole my bag, bitch!” Sarah screamed. “You’re the thief!”

The tall woman rather casually slapped Sarah’s face. That was it! Sarah was about to unleash sudden fury on the fucking huge titty towering dominatrix leather slut, when she received yet another shock.

With a sudden gesture of both hands, the woman pointed directly at her. Sarah was unable to stop her arms from thrusting straight forward. With a stinging clap, her hands slapped together. Her iPhone went flying. She heard an unmistakable crack when it landed screen first against a large rock. The woman picked it up, and threw it high in the air. Just as it reached it’s peak, and began falling down, it exploded with a loud bang! Sarah felt a sickening lurch in the pit of her stomach. Her phone was her life! The bitch destroyed it! She struggled, but could only move her hands around, as if something had locked her wrists in place.

“I’m stuck!” Sarah cried. “I’m stuck! What did you do?”

Having experienced it before, Sarah felt exactly like she was in handcuffs. There was no metallic sound, but she felt a cold unyielding force encircling both wrists. There was nothing there, but the sensation completely duplicated when she had been restrained by a damn cop after some pathetic store owner dared to trespass her! Her! Sarah Boyd, with her 87K followers on YouTube!

“Let me go!” she cried as the woman came closer. “I’ll scream for the police, you sicko!”

“I fear you could not scream loud enough for your police to hear, thief.”

Sarah tried to pull back when the woman boldly fondled her breasts. It was no use. Her hands were locked in place, as if the invisible restraints were embedded in concrete or steel. Pulling and tugging, she could not move an inch from where she stood. Oddly, it didn’t hurt the way handcuffs would have. She had to stand there and take sexual abuse from a damn lesbian! The huge amazon was obviously some kind of deviant, getting her jollies by groping her tits! It infuriated her when her nipples engorged at the surprisingly gentle caressing.

“What the hell!” She shouted, trying to ignore her body’s responses. “What do you think you’re doing, you oversize pervert?”

“Assessing your value, thief.”

“Stop!” Sarah cried, as her arms suddenly shot upward.

She felt like she was in some old movie, where a cowboy had drawled “Reach for the sky!” Strong hands gripped her blouse, and tore it open. Buttons flew out into the grass. The blouse was yanked upwards. She was too angry to notice how the sleeves of the garment slipped easily from her arms, as if her hands weren’t bound together. The woman then tossed the blouse into the air, where it suddenly burst into flame and dwindled into soft fluffy ashes.

“Are you kidding me? That cost three fucking hundred dollars!”

In a rage of humiliation, Sarah stood in the lovely clearing, completely naked from the waist up! Feeling a blush spreading over her entire body, she regretted her habit of going bra-less. She would never admit it aloud, but she really had no need to wear one. The woman’s eyes glinted an astounding gold as she openly stared at her nakedness.

“Quite lovely.” The woman said approvingly. “Such a delicate bosom is quite rare in this realm. I see nothing but value here.”

“Are you saying my boobs are too small?” An embarrassed Sarah stammered. She was rather sensitive about only being an “A” cup. It seemed to be part of being so fucking short. “I’m well proportioned for my size, you bitch!”

“You are as small as a child of my people, but clearly a woman of birthing age.” The woman smile sweetly. “You are so exotic. Your value is incalculable.”

“Fuck exotic value! I am not as small as a child either!” The four foot seven woman screamed at the nearly seven foot buxom giant. “Anyone can see that I’m eighteen! I’m a grown ass woman!”

“Now that you mention it, I approve of that apple cheeked little bottom as well. It is almost flat in it’s perfection.”

“Fuck you!” Sarah screamed, mortified that someone called her a flat ass, after implying that her tits were too small. “I’ll have you know that my followers adore my body, not that any of those losers will ever get near it! I don’t care how much they beg! I don’t send nudes! Heaven help them if they send me any dick pix, either!”

The woman waved her hands. The legs of her skinny jeans made a sort of sizzling sound. They parted, as if under the influence of invisible scissors. The twin rends in the fabric made their way up to the waist, and cleanly parted that, too. The ruined jeans just fell away from her body. At the snap of her fingers, the woman grinned as they too burst into flames. They were consumed completely in a matter of seconds. She was left standing there in only her favorite ankle high boots, and a fire-engine red thong.

Sarah struggled, but she couldn’t lower her arms to try and cover her body. Oh God! The woman actually licked her lips while she stared at the sheer fabric covering her pussy.

“Denude of hair in such an intimate place? Such value in one so small. Why, I can see every delicate detail through your gossamer undergarment.”

“Shut up!”

Sarah whimpered. Her pubic hair had always been embarrassingly sparse. It had seemed to be a good idea at the time to go for electrolysis. It had been free, after all. Some pathetic loser sent her ten grand as an eighteenth birthday gift to have it done. His only stipulation was that she send her pictures of the results.

She happily took his money. Then she threatened to turn him over to the FBI since technically, she was only seventeen when he made the request and transferred the funds to her account. Finally, she permanently blocked his ass! It had taken a few appointments, and wasn’t the most pleasant thing she had done, but well worth the trouble. She would be as bald as an egg down there, forever. Now, she was just humiliated to have it pointed out by the Amazonian bitch.

“Do I see a hint of wetness?” The woman said with a sunny smile. She sniffed. “Do I detect the delectable scent of a human in heat?”

The woman casually waved a hand. The thong was suddenly yanked down her legs by invisible forces, until it rested on the fine leather of her imported footwear. Sarah jumped and squealed when the thong burned as completely as her blouse and jeans. Now she only had her boots, scorched by the burning scrap of fabric! She was standing naked in the damn woods, while some towering leather queen pervert eyed her like she would a cherry cheesecake after a drop in subscriptions.

“Stop looking at me!”

“Daylight is wasting.” The woman said conversationally. “Come, we have somewhere to be.”

Sarah had no choice. Her arms dropped, to once again point straight ahead of her. The invisible bond around her wrists began to tug her along. She was forced into a brisk pace to keep up with the long legged stride of her captor.

“I don’t have clothes!” She whined. “Oh shit! I’ll get a serious sunburn!”

“Do you think I would be so careless with my property?”

“I’m not your property!” Sarah cried. “I need sunblock!”

“You need nothing, thief.” The woman sighed. “I am well versed in the healing arts. The light of this star will never harm your milky white hide.”

“This star? You mean The Sun!”

“Foolish human. This is not the star of your backward world.”

‘What the hell are you talking about?” Sarah would have froze in her tracks, if she weren’t being pulled along at such a fast pace. The sky was a stunning blue, with not a cloud in sight. She could even see the moon. It was full, but looked a lot smaller than usual. Then she saw another moon rising. It was huge, and had rings like Saturn!

“Where am I?” She couldn’t help screaming.

“Haven.” The woman answered with a smile. “A far more hospitable world than your Earth.”

“Oh my God!” Sarah whimpered. “I, I’m on another planet!”

“You are in an entirely different realm.”

Sarah must have passed out for a moment. When her eyes fluttered open, she found that she was still traveling at the same rapid pace. Now though, her ankles were also invisibly bound together. Arms and legs pointing to the sky, she glided along with her naked ass just inches above the soft grass. Her heart sank when she noticed that her feet were now bare. She was completely naked, trapped on another planet, with literally nothing to her name!

“I’m dreaming!” She frantically cried. “That’s it! This is all a dream! I’ll wake up in a minute, and start work on my jewelry haul video!”

“You believe you are asleep?” The woman said with a grin. “Let me reassure you that you are wide awake.”

Sarah stopped moving. She just hung there as the woman came closer. She reached out a strong hand with surprisingly long and delicate fingers. Sarah let out a scream after those fingers preformed an indignity.

“Stop it!” She wailed, as her ass was wickedly pinched for a second painful time. “Cut it the fuck out!”

“Do you still assume to be asleep?”

“No!” Sarah sobbed. “Let me go! Give me clothes! Send me back to Earth!”

The woman ignored her, other than to just smile. With a beckoning crook of a finger, Sarah began to once more glide along through the air. They traveled for what felt to her like hours, but was closer to forty minutes. They had left the grass, and were now moving up a long gravel pathway leading to a large stone house.

“We have arrived.” The woman stated evenly, but obviously happy. She called out quite loudly. “Big sister! See what treasure I have brought you!”

“Electra!” A voice cried. “I had thought you might make an appearance on this day!”

A woman rounded the side of the house, and strode confidently towards them. Sarah couldn’t help gasping. The newcomer obviously was this woman’s sister! They had the same flashing yellow eyes. That wasn’t so startling. Electra had silver hair. Even Sarah had to admit that it wasn’t the white of advanced age. The shopkeeper’s hair gleamed like fine strands of Sterling Silver. Her sister’s hair blazed in the sun, like 24K gold!

Sarah could accept that. The thing that made her tremble, was that the big sister really was big! Electra was nearly seven foot tall. Her sister was closer to eight! Electra’s huge breasts looked a bit modest compared to her sister’s massive orbs! What the hell was keeping them up under that simple leather halter?

“What say you, Diana?” Electra said with a smile. “Will she not make a fine addition to your stable?”

“Indeed she will, my dear sister!” Diana laughed. “I see nothing but value in this human.”

“My words exactly. Earth is ripe with such beauty.”

Sarah floated along behind the sisters, as they walked hand in hand towards the stone structure. It was more of a manor, but Sarah didn’t see much of it. They moved through a large hall, big enough to throw a massive Rave, and then went down a long flight of stone steps. There was a long line of stout wooden doors. One was open. Sarah drifted into it, and dropped unceremoniously onto the floor.

“That hurt, bitch!” she yelled as she scrambled to her feet, and then rubbed her sore bottom. “I demand that you take me back to earth!”

“Oh, she is full of fire!” Diana said with a laugh. “I love that in a playmate.”

“Am I to assume that you will want to sample her first?” Electra said with a crooked grin.

“Sister dear, you know me too well!”

“Wait, what?” Sarah cried as the golden haired giant slipped off her leather halter. Dear Lord! The massive orbs didn’t droop a bit! “You got the wrong idea, cunt! No one is sampling me!”