Mike Bowden was a professional shoplifter, and had never been caught before.

This was his livelyhood, he would steal stuff and fence it for money. Lately, he had his eye on this one pornography store that was owned and operated by an attractive young woman with fair skin and brunet hair named Victoria Russell. She had a sexy, and lightly muscled athletic body. Despite her athletic condition, Mike was convinced that she could not overpower him if she caught him, so he had it in his head that he could steal from her with impunity.

Mike entered the store on a tuesday morning around 2:00 AM. Victoria was sitting behind the counter wearing tight black shorts, pantyhose, kneehigh boots, and a tight black shirt. Her long brunet her was loosely curled and flowed all the way down to her buttocks. Mike noted that he and Victoria were the only ones in the store - or so he thought.

"Hello, how are you?," Victoria said as he walked in.

"Hi," Mike responded and proceeded to the video section of the store.

Mike had a list of titles a "customer" of his wanted to buy from him at a reduced price. Mike pulled out a garbage bag he had stuffed down his pants and got to work filling it with videos. He did not even try to avoid detection. He just figured that if Victoria tried to subdue him, he would just push past her and be on his way. However, what he didn't know was that 5 of Victoria's girlfriends worked as her security guards and were watching him via the security camera on a monitor in the back room.

Mike had gotten the titles he was looking for and proceeded towards the door. Victoria came out from behind the counter and stood in front of the door.

"What have you got in the bag, sir?," Victoria asked.

"Get out of my way, bitch," Mike answered.

"You're not going anywhere until I look in that bag, sir," Victoria said standing her ground.

Mike didn't know that the 5 security guards were already standing right behind him. They were five sexy 22 year old women dressed in Dominatrix outfits. 3 of them were brunets and two were blonds. They all had long, flowing, loosely curled hair.

Before Mike could respond again, two of the girls grabbed one of his arms each. "What the...," he said surprised. He began to struggle wildly in an attempt to free himself.

"Hee-hee, he's a fiesty one," one of the girls said giggling. A third girl grabbed him from behind putting the choke hold on him, and the other two lifted his legs of the ground. They then laid him on his back and sat on him. One girl straddled each of his extremities.

Meanwhile, Victoria had locked the store, put the CLOSED sign in the window, and pulled the shades.

Mike continued to struggle wildly, but it was useless. He couldn't move any of his limbs, all he could do was wiggle his torso. However, Victoria and the last girl put a stop to that when they came over and straddled his stomach and chest. Now he was completely immobile - with 6 women on him, he couldn't move a muscle. However, he continued to growl, and scream and make empty threats.

"Get the fuck off me, you bitches!," he roared.

"You're not going anywhere, ever," Victoria replied with an evil grin on her face. "You made a big mistake stealing from me, buster. Don't worry, sweetie, we're not going to turn you into the police. We're going to keep you for ourselves."

He renewed his pathetic struggles making the girls giggle and get wet and horny. "That's right, you struggle, cutie," one of the security guards said,"we like it better that way."

They kept him pinned down for the next 5 hours. While he was not permitted to move a muscle, they told him all the things they were going to do to him, making him cry and beg to be let go. The more he begged, the hornier the girls got.

After awhile, Victoria said, "Awww, cutie, don't cry, we'll make you laugh instead. Tickle, tickle? "NOOOOO!" Mike cried even harder, "anything but that!"

Victoria attacked his armpits ruthlessly with her sexy red fingernails. He was making too much noise, so they panty-gagged him and continued the tickle-torture. They all had orgasms at the feeling of his body writhing and squirming beneath their luscious thighs. They tickled him until he lost consciousness. Then they hogtied him and put him in the trunk of Victoria's car.

When the sun came up, they took him to Victoria's dungeon where he would serve out the rest of his life being the object of their sadistic fetishes.

They beat and tickle-tortured him daily and nightly, and only fed him moist stinky cat food. If he refused to eat the slop, they would hold him down and force feed it to him. He would regret stealing from Victoria Russell for the rest of his life.