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2/18/2024 11:32 am

KATTIES ABDUCTION FANTASY CH 3-4 IT BEGINS

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Chap 3

They spent the rest of the day doing their normal things. Steve barely got anything done. He kept watching Kattie through the plexiglass window between their cubicles. He was feeling so intensely horny that he thought he’d calm down by watching some forced porn. He searched through the thumbnails and came across a little blond who’s hair looked just like Kattie’s.

As he clicked on her video an add popped up from the Abduction Fantasy site. It proclaimed “Do you want to watch live? Tune in this Friday around 7 pm PST. See one of our female experience her abduction livestream. Only $1 per minute. No guarantee how long the event lasts, as she will be able to use her safe word to end her ordeal. Sign up now to not miss any of the live action.”

When 5 o clock came he leaned into her cubicle as she was packing her stuff up.
"See you next week," he said cheerfully. She made a funny face at him and stuck her tongue out. Steve smiled to himself and calmly walked out of the office. As soon as he was out of sight of everyone, he made a mad dash for his car and drove home as quickly as he could without getting pulled over. He went into his apartment and pulled up the homepage of the fantasy-abduction service, connected his TV and waited.
*
Daniel and his four fellow demented doms sat in their van and watched Kattie cross the parking lot of her apartment building. He looked down at the picture of herself she had sent him.

"There she is boys. Let's give her a little while to get settled in, then we're going to bust in. Remember to make this as realistic as possible. She said she wants it to be a brutal gang-gang. No holds barred. This bitch seems to think she's an ultra-freak. We'll test that theory. I doubt she's prepared for the kind of shit we can come up with. But remember, escalate slowly. Give her time to say the safe word once she's had enough. Remember, it's 'Rumpelstiltskin,' or alternately and firmly blinking three, two and once, should her mouth be gagged. Be on the lookout for it. As soon as she gives the signal or says the word, we pack up and leave her be. She's given us the $500 already, and make sure all of the cameras are set up, our real money comes from vid sales. Jason, first thing you do is hack into her internet, run the live stream originating from her ip address. I don’t want to risk our data connection running out of bandwidth."
They waited in the van for another 45 minutes or so, then pulled their black masks on.
*
Kattie took another sip of her wine and leaned back into the couch. She had Netflix going and wanted nothing more than to just be lazy and do nothing for the next two days. She needed this break. She was just wearing some old running shorts and a baggy t-shirt. She wasn't trying to impress anybody. She tucked her bare feet up under herself and snuggled in.
At that moment a crashing boom reverberated through her apartment. Dazed and in disbelief, she looked up to see that her door had been kicked in, and five men in black were standing in the doorway, wearing masks. She hurriedly got up and stood uncertainly against the back wall, cowering.
"I don't have much money, but you can take whatever you want," she stammered. "Just don't hurt me."
The men came in and shut the door back behind them. One of them stepped forward and looked around the apartment, nodding to himself.
"Take whatever you want," she said again, her voice rising in panic.

'She's a pretty good actor,' Daniel thought to himself.

"Oh trust me," he said. "We will."

He snapped his fingers and the four men behind him rushed forward and grabbed her. She screamed, but one of them quickly put their hand over her mouth. One guy wrapped both of his arms around her chest from behind and lifted her off the floor. Her bare legs went kicking through the air.
"Putting up a fight, are we?" Daniel asked. Snapping his fingers at Jason. Jason pulled out a nice looking camera and attached it to her laptop that was sitting out and already running. “This is easy.” he laughed. "Let's get the show started."

The men held Kattie in place as she looked on, helpless, as this man turned on the camera and angled it on its small tripod toward her. What on earth was happening? He pulled up a webpage and typed something in, then clicked a button. A video player popped up, taking up nearly the whole screen. Kattie could see her own terrified face in it, being played back to her in real time HD. The man clicked again and a red LIVE symbol appeared in the corner. Kattie's eyes widened even further.

"Say hello to all your soon to be fans, miss."

A small counter was visible in the bottom corner, counting up quickly. "89 viewers," in just the first minute.

"Let's get this party started," Daniel said.

The guys holding Kattie suddenly started ripping at her clothing. She gave another muffled scream and kicked and contorted her body wildly, trying to curl herself into a protective ball, but they soon had her shirt off, followed shortly thereafter by her sports bra that they ripped clean down the middle. Kattie vainly tried to cover her breasts and fight her attackers off at the same time, but all four of her limbs were held tightly by different men, and being pulled in different directions. They soon had her shorts off and over her legs, leaving her only in her panties. They positioned her crotch straight at the center of the screen and then held her long, pale legs spread open as wide as they could stretch them. Daniel pulled the flimsy fabric aside that had been her last vestige of privacy. Her pussy was revealed in all its glory to the camera, the shaven lips pulled slightly apart. Kattie's mind was racing. To her horror and embarrassment, Kattie found that her pussy was suddenly moist, and getting wetter by the second.

Daniel ran a finger through her slimed gash. "Well what a nasty little girl we have here," he said. He suddenly ripped her panties in half and pulled them off of her body. He wadded them up and stuffed them in her mouth. She could taste her own pussy mucous coating them.
They continued to hold her spread eagle to the camera, completely naked. The counter now at 4509 viewers. Daniel ran his slick fingers down between her asscrack, centering in on her butthole and rubbing it with his middle finger. She instinctively puckered, trying to resist any intrusion.
"What a nasty little girl indeed," Daniel said, his breath hot against her ear. Suddenly he plunged his finger into her asshole up to the second knuckle, sliding in easily with the aid of her pussy juice. He twirled his finger in what felt like a wide circle inside her, rubbing the inner walls of her rectum. He pulled his finger out and inspected it.

"Lucky you're clean," he said. He pulled the wadded up panties back out of her mouth, and then popped the finger in. Kattie tried to resist, but he was wiping it on the surface of her tongue.

"Suck your juices and slime off of me. That's a good girl."

He pulled his finger out and then rubbed the wadded panties all over her crotch, grinding it in between her pussy lips like he was trying to mop up all the new juice, and then stuck the freshly slimed cloth back in her mouth.

"Say hello to all your viewers," he said. "They're going to get to know you really well, I think."

Hands were groping her entire body, pulling on her tits, slapping them. She felt hands rubbing her feet, fingers between her toes, several groping her groin, exploring recklessly. Fingers going in and out. It was a sensory overload, especially with the added rush of panic and shock. She had never felt so opened. So exposed. The cameras pointed straight at her felt like a giant eye, looking not just at her but in her. Through her. Her crotch felt hot and she noticed the urgent throbbing in it. She hazily noted that her pussy was absolutely pouring. She was confused and terrified, but at the same time she had never been this turned on in her life. She struggled one more time with a great, shaking effort to clamp her legs shut, but it was useless. They were as wide open as if they were held in a steel vice.

20,414 viewers. 'I love these chicks that want to be filmed,' Daniel thought. 'Excellent advertisement.'

Suddenly Kattie noticed a cock slapping against her face. One of the guys pulled the panties out of her mouth. "Let's get some use out of that mouth," he said. Kattie initially resisted but the dick kept pushing against her lips and she ultimately relented. She knew there would be no escape at this point. She had always fantasized of this, but had never wanted it to actually happen. But now that it was, what could she do? In a haze of horniness and bewilderment, she opened her mouth and let the cock slide in.

Now that this had started, all the other cocks came out too. They hoisted Kattie up onto her knees, and stripping themselves of their pants, stood in a half circle around her, leaving a clear shot for the camera, all of them sporting thick erections and waving them in her face. Kattie couldn't help but notice that they were all extremely well-endowed.

"Put some passion into it," one guy said to her. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her further onto his cock. She gagged but managed to take him into her throat slightly. The tip of her nose just brushed up against the man's pubic hair. She started to gag harder, her throat reflexively trying to force the cock out, but he held her head in place.

"Probably not the first cock you've sucked," someone said. "Tell us how many cocks you've sucked, Kattie."

He gave her a sharp pop on the cheek with the palm of his hand. She mumbled into the cock in her mouth. She wondered how the fuck he knew her name. Suddenly she noticed a couple of guns that they had set on her coffee table.

"Give my friends some love, too," he said, and grabbed her wrists and directed her hands to two of the cocks on either side of her. She began clumsily jerking them off as she kept sucking the first guy, now terrified of what they would do to her if she didn't cooperate.

She went in a circle, switching between the five naked cocks vying for her attention while always keeping her sweaty hands full with two others. They controlled her roughly, pounding into her mouth like it was a pussy, balls deep. She wretched and gagged over and over, tears streaming down her face in black rivulets from the mascara she hadn't taken off after getting home. Slobber poured from her mouth and hung in long ropes from her chin. All of the men rubbed her all over and grabbed her modest but shapely tits during this whole process, squeezing them hard and even slapping them. Between cocks she couldn't help but stare straight into the camera in humiliation and lust. How on earth could this be happening? 367,382 viewers. On the right side of the screen a litany of vile comments poured in, commenting on her body and dick sucking skills, most of them degrading her and making vile remarks about what they'd like to do to her. Her pussy was throbbing and pouring, even as she flushed in shame.

After several minutes of this, the leader said "Let's show this slut off to her fans." Three of the men suddenly hoisted her completely off of her feet and once again held her legs wide open to the camera, but this time they held her up in the air right in front of it, so that the camera was pointed straight at her wide-open crotch, from a distance of only about two feet. Kattie tried to let her head flop back so that she didn't have to place her face in the same, humiliating shot, but the guy behind her grabbed her by the hair on the back of her head and forced her head up to face the camera. Kattie's face flushed deep red as she saw comments come in, commenting in detail on her vagina, about what they thought of her labia, and so forth. She thought she would pass out from the shame, amplified all the more by the fact that she had never felt this sexually realized in her life.

"Fucking wet, aren't you?" the leader asked. He ran two fingers up her gash, then brought them to her mouth to suck clean. She really was fucking soaked; juice was literally dripping from her cunt onto the floor. Her pussy was absolutely throbbing as she tried to wrap her mind around the idea of half a million horny strangers inspecting every intimate detail of her.

He pulled her outer labia apart with both hands, revealing the pink, smooth interior.

"Take a good look at it folks," he said. "This pretty cunt is going to be ruined by the end of the night."

He stuck two fingers into her hole, parting them slightly to test the resistance. "Very nice, Kattie," he said. "You've got a nice, tightly clamped little hole here. You're sure you're not a virgin?"

In fact, Kattie had only ever had sex with one man, someone she had dated for five years. She just looked into his eyes in terror, breathing heavily. The tears still poured down her face. Her heart pounded so loudly she could almost hear it as she imagined what all they were going to do to her.

Daniel suddenly plunged his two middle fingers all the way into her, hooking them upward inside her and pressing his palm against her clit. He suddenly jerked his hand in a rapid vibration, twitching his fingers in her in just such a way as he did so. Kattie suddenly felt a rapid surge of pleasure in her crotch like nothing she had ever felt before, a mind-numbing tingle that almost made her roll her eyes back in her head. She found herself moaning and almost screaming hysterically. Suddenly, to her amazement, an absolute jet of liquid shot out of her pussy, spraying Daniel's hand and coating the wall behind the laptop in a huge streak of water, like someone had fired a water gun at it.

"Looks like we got ourselves a squirter," Daniel said. He wiped his wet hand on her face. "Isn't that fun? Tell you what. Max, grab one of the cameras, we're going to need a camera operator from here out. The static angles won't cut it. We need to really follow the action."
As Max grabbed one of the cameras from its tripod and began filming like this was a porno, the men laid Kattie down on her back on the couch, then spun her and contorted her so that her legs were draped over the back of the couch, leaving her ass and pussy up in the air above her face, like she was doing some strange form of scrunch. It was a very strange and uncomfortable position, with her neck and shoulders carrying most of her weight.

Daniel grabbed her hips and adjusted them. "Got to make sure we angle this right," he said.

With that he plunged his fingers back into her and began hitting her g-spot again. Within moments she was squirting again, but this time it arced nearly straight up then fell directly onto her own face. She spluttered and tried to breathe, amazed at how much could keep coming out. The guy with the camera circled around, alternating focus between her gushing cunt and her wet face.

Each of the guys switched out, taking turns puppeteering her cunt like they owned it. There seemed to be an almost never-ending reservoir of this squirt stored inside her. By the time they were done her couch was completely drenched, like someone had upended a five-gallon bucket on it.

"Alright, let's get us some of that pussy now."

They flipped her to lay on her back normally on the couch, her long, lithe legs held spread eagle by guys on either side of her. The camera was front and center, with her man-handled pussy exposed right in the middle of the screen. Daniel shed his pants and stood between her legs.

"We're up to half a million viewers, Kattie," he said. He lay down on her, sinking between her legs. With ease he slid his unprotected, rock hard cock into her soaked cunt, bottoming out in her, despite his considerable size. Kattie groaned. He began picking up a rhythm, fucking her hard.

Chapter 4

The head of his cock kept hitting her cervix at first, but soon it seemed to withdraw somewhat to accommodate him. He slammed all the way into her, over and over. She stifled a piercing moan. It was like every nerve ending in her body had migrated to her pussy.

"How do you like that?" he whispered in her ear. "Getting fucked like a for the viewing pleasure of half a million guys? Like a fucking porn star."

Every word intensified her reluctant pleasure. Wet, squishing sounds came from her crotch as he hammered into it. He shifted his thrusting somewhat so that it was angled upward slightly, rubbing the head of his cock directly on the upper wall of her pussy. She felt that tingle again; he was managing to hit her G spot with his dick.

"I hope you like the idea of being public jerk off fodder for the rest of your life, bitch. Our viewers love to save our videos and repost them all over the place. This ain't never going away. You like that? That turn you on, you nasty slut? The possibility of your brothers, friends, ex-boyfriends finding this video?"

Terror filled Kattie’s mind as she realized what he was saying.

With one last good thrust he pulled out. Another swell had been building in her crotch, and when he pulled out it was like he had uncorked a champagne bottle. She squirted violently all over him, her body trembling uncontrollably with the aftershocks.

"Somebody else use this slut," Daniel said.

The other four men all took their turn with her, fucking her much like Daniel had: unprotected, whispering degrading filth in her ear, and hitting her G spot all the while. After a while they had quit holding her legs open; she was just doing it on her own now, not even noticing. Two of the guys came inside of her, bursting their hot loads directly on her cervix, almost like they were trying to get it straight into her womb. Each burst brought a fresh surge of panic to Kattie, cutting through the waves of pleasure. Being allergic, she was not on the pill. The other two guys pulled out at the last second and deposited their loads directly onto the wet porcelain skin on her face.

Daniel came forward and added his cum to her face after the last guy finished. The guy holding the camera got a close up of her splattered features. One of her eyes was glued shut, and a cum bubble blew out of one of her nostrils when she exhaled. She tried not to look at the camera. She had never been so humiliated in her life. Everyone watching could surely tell how much she loved being controlled and exposed. She tried to tell herself that now they had all cum they would leave her alone and this would all be over.

That illusion was quickly shattered.

"How many guys have you fucked before today, Kattie?" Daniel asked. He kept using her name. She still had no idea who he was or how he knew who she was. "What's your body count? Got to be pretty huge for an easy slag like you. I bet you fuck every guy who takes a second glance at you."
Kattie had, of course, only been with one man, but she couldn't bring herself to defend herself. How could she, covered and filled with the cum of strangers? She said nothing, determined not to play along with this sick fuck's game.

"Well whatever it is, I think your number is going to get a lot higher today." He walked over to where her cellphone was and turned it on. With a sudden sense of dread that somehow eclipsed everything that had happened so far, Kattie tried to wrap her head around what he might be doing now.
*
Steve watched from his laptop in the darkness of his room. He could not believe how perfectly it had all worked out. He watched along with 653,000 other people as Kattie was made to do the most degrading, life-ruining things, and all in HD. He knew he should feel guilty but he just didn't, at least not much. His lust was too great for him to care.

He watched as the second guy came in her unprotected pussy, and the camera got in close again to show the thick creampie slowly ooze out of her red, well-fucked pussy. It was convenient that she seemed to keep herself perfectly shaved. It was like she had prepared for it, which of course everyone watching would think was indeed the case. Only Steve knew that this whole situation was not actually with her consent. Everyone else just thought she was a truly kinky slut with a massive exhibition and abduction fantasy fetish (which, of course, she was). 663,485. He wondered if anyone she knew happened to be watching, in for the surprise and delight of their life.

After the next three guys all came on her face, Steve watched Daniel grab Kattie's phone off the table. Well this was getting interesting.
"How about we show some of your friends how nasty you are?" he asked her. "Would that do it for you?"

Steve could tell Kattie was mortified. She looked paralyzed, but didn't even say anything to stop him. She knew it wouldn't matter. If only she knew the safeword, Steve chuckled to himself.

"Let's see who you've been texting most recently. He grabbed Kattie’s finger and pressed it to the phone’s sensor. Click, the phones main page lit up. Pressing messenger Daniel started reading. Mom...ok we'll skip that for now. Steve? Who's that?" Daniel read off some of their latest texts. "Seems like you've been a bit flirty with this guy. Why not skip the courtship bullshit and see what he really thinks of you?"

Daniel snapped a picture of Kattie up close. He then wrote something on the phone, then held it up in front of her face. "Think that will get his attention? I'm about to hit send." He paused for several seconds, looking at Kattie. Waiting for a response. Steve knew he was giving her the chance to say the safeword. The safeword which wouldn't come.

"Fine." Daniel exhaled.

A few seconds later Steve's phone buzzed. He quickly opened it, his pulse quickening at being brought into it like this. It was a text from Kattie, of course, featuring a close up shot of her on her knees, her face covered in cum, somehow looking sultry and inviting, despite the reality of the situation. The message read: "Interested in joining?"

He refrained from replying. He'd prefer his involvement to be less noticeable at the moment.

Kattie was in a deep state of shock. Thinking of Steve’s words to her at the office. He’ll help me fix this he can do anything with computers. He’ll help me get this off the internet, I know he will.

On the laptop, Steve saw the other side of the scene continue to play out. Daniel was taunting Kattie with the text he had just sent. Now he was saying "Let's send it to some other guys you might know too. Maybe send them some pics of whatever they want?" Daniel started making a group message, showing Kattie each person he was adding.

“No, no why are you doing this to me?” she begged through her tears.
*
Daniel had expected her to tap out, or at least indicate that she didn't want this latest action to occur, but she stayed with it. He was amazed. This bitch is still fully playing the game. He even thought about stopping it all, then he remembered that he had agreed at her insistence that he’d have to give her her money back if he broke character. My god he worried that if she got a lawyer involved, he might even have to give her back all the revenue from the live stream. While thinking through this he had his finger over the send button. He counted out, “Five, four, three, two…” still nothing from Kattie. “One. Pause, Click” He had just sent a photo of her naked, on her knees, covered in cum, to about ten guy contacts in her phone, and she hadn't stopped him. What a kinky freak she had really turned out to be. He thought this could easily ruin her life or career, but she was evidently too horny to stop it. He'd been doing this for a while, but he had never met a who got off so hard to this humiliation and exhibition. Very well he thought. He would find her limit. Everyone has one.

Kattie bowed her head and cried.

Within a few minutes two of the guys had responded. Some lucky, bewildered guys by the names of Ed and Justin.

"Holy shit, you for real?" Daniel read out loud to Kattie.

"Sounds like Ed can't believe his luck.” Teased Daniel.

'Damn girl,' says Justin.

Oh and he's asking for a picture of your asshole. How about that. He seems to have quickly accepted his new conception of you as a slut. Let's indulge him, shall we?"

She shook her head no…

They made Kattie get on her knees, face down, ass up. Daniel got a closeup picture of her widely spread ass, her puckered little pink asshole right in the center.

"He's sure to like this," Daniel said. "I'm going to go ahead and send it to the other guys as well. Along with 'I need you to fuck it.' That sound about right, Kattie?"

She made no response. What would be the point? At the same time, she suddenly felt a fresh jolt deep in her loins, followed by a noticeable renewed gush of wetness to her pussy. She felt the blood rush to her head. As horrified as she was by the proceedings, this latest escalation had excited something even deeper within herself. Was she actually getting excited by the very real prospect of people she knew seeing her like this? Something about the complete loss of power, the complete inability to stop these men from turning her into a completely exposed slut, whose only purpose was to bring them pleasure, almost paralyzed her with nervous, toxic lust.

Over the next half hour Daniel took and sent about 20 more pictures of Kattie in every compromising position imaginable - many closeups of her pussy or asshole, and many with her face in them. He had gone through and sent all of these to about 30 different male contacts in her phone. Old friends, current coworkers. He even sent some to her boss. With each send, Kattie felt another piece of control of her life slip away, and with every send, she felt herself become increasingly resigned to her doom. With this resignation came, ever increasingly, more arousal. It was difficult to explain. She was devastated and horrified, but also more turned on than she had ever been in her life.

The complete domination, the complete loss of control, was intoxicating. Taking the continued pictures began to become intensely erotic for her, knowing that each one was contributing to destroying her professional and probably social life. But what could she do? She could feel her entire body literally pulsing with sexual pleasure, manifesting in her swollen clit and pussy as another closeup of it was snapped. Something happened to her. She began to realize that she was a toy, she craved it.

Daniel completed making a group in her message service of all the male contacts. A hundred and eighty eight of them. He then typed in the link to the live video stream of “Kattie’s premier”. He even had set up a coupon code the gives each 5 minutes of free watch time. The code was KaysContacts.

Talking to Kattie, "I've set up all your male friends a link to the video feed here," Daniel showed her. "And if I had to make a bet, I'd bet that every single one of them is probably going to tune in, don't you think? I'm sure those pictures piqued their interest. He took her chin in his other hand. “Go ahead slut. I want you to press send.” He placed the phone on the floor by her right hand. He knew she wouldn’t, couldn’t or there would be no male friends upon which to continue her existing life. He wasn’t even going to stop her from deleting the link, if she so chooses. Kattie moved her hand over the phone’s keyboard and hit the backspace which deleted the “m” in com at the end of the link. She then hesitated and lightly hit the return button and the message was sent.

She looked up and saw Daniel’s mouth drop open. Daniel became quiet for a few minutes and went over to the laptop. He typed a few things and some stats popped up on the screen. He showed Kattie. One of the stats showed that the number of viewers that used the coupon KaysContacts was at 64 and climbing. Kattie looked dumbfounded as she watched the counter climb… 82… 97…. 118…127… 141. The counter seemed to level off at just under 150.
“So now that they've taken a look at the site they probably have a pretty good idea of what an extreme closet freak you are, huh? Why don't you say something to them?"

Kattie was on the ground, leaning back against the couch, her legs lifted slightly and held wide by two of the guys, almost spread eagle before her, everything exposed from the soles of her bare feet right to the glistening, pulsing gash of her pussy. She didn't fully understand what he meant about the website, but she didn't even care at this point. She gazed brokenly into the lens of the camera. All of her male friends and acquaintances were already watching. There was nothing left for her to hide. She was ruined. She felt a thick, fresh pearl of pussy juice roll out of her hole and down her ass crack, big enough to be visible on camera.

Daniel got in a little tighter with the camera. "Tell them you're glad they know what a nasty slut you are now."

Two bare dicks were slapping against her forehead as she stared into the camera. How was she supposed to deny it? Would anyone even believe her?
"Tell them."


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