The Conversion of Jessica
Part One - The Taking
Jessica had married her husband of three years, Michael, right out of college.
Their whirlwind courtship was happy and full of joy and togetherness. After
college, Michael got an excellent job with a large corporation which enabled
them to buy a good home in a nice neighborhood near the city. They lived the
life of the perfect couple. Until that fateful day.....
Michael came home with an unusual frown on his face. Jessica greeted him at the
door, as usual, in sweatpants and a loose top. He grimaced a bit upon seeing
her.
"Hon, I'm afraid I have some bad news." he started the conversation after he had
dropped his attache and they moved to sit in the living room. "The company needs
to send me to Germany for six weeks to help complete a project over there, and
what with the budget cuts and all, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here alone. I
just can't take you with me." He looked sincerely crestfallen.
"Oh, No!" exclaimed Jessica, her heart falling at the news. They had never been
separated through their married life, short though it was to this point. "Oh,
why, honey, why?" she pouted.
"Look, I'm not overjoyed about it either. But I have to do it. If I turn this
posting down, I'll never get anywhere in the company. It won't be so bad, I'll
call you every other day, and you'll see, the six months will pass very quickly.
The company is advancing me ten thousand dollars to tide you over until I get
back, so you'll have no money problems."
He went on sooth Jessica's doubts through their dinner and quiet evening
afterwards. In bed, they had sex that was quietly satisfying to them both. A few
days later, Michael boarded the airport limo and Jessica waved a tearful goodbye
from their door. She spent the rest of the day almost numb, unseeing, in front
of the television set.
The next morning, Jessica was tidying up a bit around the house, dressed only in
her long nightshirt, when the doorbell rang quite unexpectedly.
"Who could that be?" she thought, puzzled. "Who is it?" she called out from the
foyer.
"Western Union, ma'am." came a voice from the outside. Jessica walked calmly to
the door and opened it. Three burly men forced their way inside before she could
slam the door shut. Jessica gasped in horror. They were dressed completely in
black, black trousers and black turtlenecks. They were each in their late 30's
or early 40's, large men over six feet tall and 200 pounds each. Her arms were
grasped tightly and firmly by two of them, while the third clapped a large palm
over her mouth.
"It won't do you any to scream. The neighbors on both sides are out. We've cut
the phone line. So, if you cooperate, you won't get hurt. Now, are you
satisfied?" he hissed at her. Jessica, her eyes wide with terror, nodded slowly
at him. Her heart was pounding. "Eric, Lars, get the stuff. And be fast, we have
to get out of here quickly." The other two men surrendered Jessica's arms to the
leader and quickly ran to her bedroom, stuffing some clothes and makeup in to a
small bag.
"We're going to make it look like you had to take a quick journey. And you are,
actually. Just not where they might think you're going." the leader said to her
as the two other returned. Quickly they pulled a large black cloth bag from
Erik's back pockets, and pulled it down over the woman, not before Lars had
handcuffed her wrists behind her back and covered her eyes with a blinding mask.
The leader pushed a gag into her mouth. Jessica was completely disorganized. She
had no idea what was going on. The men roughly picked her up and carried her out
the door, one of them shutting and locking it behind them. She felt them carry
her down the short walk and out to the street, and then she was pushed/pulled in
to the back seat of an obviously large automobile or limousine. No one spoke for
several minutes as the car pulled away from her home and headed away at a fairly
high rate of speed. At first, Jessica tried to keep track of where they were
turning, but soon found it impossible to tell, what with the blindfold and bag
over her, and the near-soundless environment inside the limo. Suddenly, an icy
chill ran over her body.
"Ok, Erik, you do her first. Remember the plan." she heard the still- unnamed
leader speak. Jessica felt the bag being removed from over her body, and she was
pulled around on the car seat until her legs extended far out into the middle of
the car and her head was against the backrest of the huge seat. She struggled,
but could not loosen the handcuffs or move the blindfold. Suddenly she felt the
nightshirt ripped from her body. She screamed through the gag, but the men only
chuckled. He looked down at her nearly prone, naked form.
Long, slender legs led to a pair of wide, but not too wide, hips. Her femininity
was covered by a fine patch of curly brown hair. A trim waist and tummy led to
what was perhaps Jessica's proudest asset. Her large breasts seemed almost out
of place on her otherwise petite frame. She had been embarrassed when they first
started sprouting while she was just in sixth grade. Through junior and senior
high, they continued to grow, until now she went through life with a 37D bra
size. They were perfectly conical, with large pronounced areola and thick,
prominent nipples. They heaved with fear now, the nipples erecting in the cool
air, not through any sexual excitement that Jessica felt. Her slim neck and long
brown hair framed an attractive, though not extremely beautiful face. Around the
gag her lips compressed.
The man named Erik quickly dropped his slacks. Jessica felt him reach between
her legs and probe her vagina, feeling the dry fingers invade her most private
areas. He wormed two fingers around and around, trying to stir her up. She
squirmed at his touch, trying to move away, but found it impossible as one other
man held her tightly by her shoulders. The next thing she felt was a large,
erect cock poking at the entrance to her vagina. She tried to clamp her legs
together, but could not. She felt a pair of hands grab each ankle and slip some
sort of smooth, cool rope around them and tie them apart to opposite ends of the
car's interior width.
The cock at her slit pushed itself it slowly, and Jessica was aghast to find
herself becoming stimulated at this situation. Slowly, then faster, the cock
began to pick up speed, thrusting in and out, not roughly , but with greater
force than she had ever encouraged with her husband. HER HUSBAND!! Suddenly
Jessica froze. What would Michael be able to do about this? He was 10,000 miles
away. How could he help? She groaned inwardly. She endured several more minutes
of the thick male member invading her channel. Then, though the haze, she heard
the leader speak once again.
"OK, enough already. Finish it off!" he said gruffly. Abruptly Jessica felt the
pounding stop and the penis was withdrawn. She was puzzled. Seconds ticked by.
She though she could hear a light slapping noise a few inches away, and was
completely at a loss. Then it happened.
SPLAT...SPLAT......SPLAT.......SPLAT.........SPLAT......SPLAT. Jessica was
horrified to feel the wet splashing on her face and cheeks. She could taste the
wet saltiness on her upper lip. "HE CAME ON MY FACE!" she thought, shuddering at
it. The white streams of Erik's ejaculate slowly dripped from her, dropping
slowly and wetly onto the upper slopes of her breasts. Jessica had never, ever,
allowed any man to do that. On occasion, she would perform oral sex for
Michael, and at his insistence, allow him to ejaculate in her mouth, but always
had a tissue ready to spit the sperm into. She thought it distasteful and
disgusting. And now, a complete stranger had raped her and ejaculated all over
her face. She could feel herself blush and redden at the thought. She felt,
rather than saw, the flashes of light and noise that indicated a camera going
off. "OH GOD, They've taken my picture!" she thought, horrified.
She had little time for grief, though, as another hard penis was attacking her,
and again Jessica felt the tremors of excitement start to build. Her vagina gave
her away, slickly lubing the passage of the cock as it thrust in and out. Her
clitoris began to quiver and quake, and Jessica allowed a small orgasm to pass.
The man noticed it.
"Hey, Bruno, I think the bitch just came. I think she's beginning to like it."
he grunted. "Now the leader had a name - Bruno." she thought. Jessica wondered
if this rapist would end the same way Erik had. She awaited the sudden emptiness
in her pussy, wondering when it would come. She didn't have long to wait.
Again, one second there was a hard, slick cock moving quickly through her hot
channel. And the next second it was gone. She felt the presence of the man move
up her body this time, and again heard the light slapping Noise, but this time
she knew what it was - the man was masturbating to climax.
She waited - five seconds, ten seconds. Her breath caught. 20 seconds. Then she
heard a grunt. "Oh fuck here it comes.." she heard the voice say. Then
SPLAT...SPLAT....SPLATSPLAT......SPLAT....SPLAT.....SPLAT the cum rained down on
her features again, mixing and mingling with that of the first man. This
discharge was more copious, Jessica could feel the hot streams hitting her
distinctly. This one seemed to draw great pleasure from spraying his semen on
her. Jessica thanked God for the mask and gag, or she was sure her eyes would be
covered in it, and her mouth, awash. Even as it was, she could feel it pooling
around her lips where they encircled the ball gag. The sperm dripped down each
cheek and her chin and slowly dribbled down her forehead. She knew it was even
in her hair and ears. Jessica groaned again.
Again, the flash of a camera jolted her back to reality. Now they had pictures
of her with two successive discharges of sperm on her. The third penis began
it's work. This one was larger than the other two, larger than any Jessica had
ever felt. It pushed it's way roughly into her being, thrusting and bulling
towards her crotch. Jessica felt waves of revulsion begin to roil around her as
the reality of her situation struck her. She had been kidnapped from her home,
assaulted repeatedly in a car, and was being driven God knows where. Her husband
wouldn't even know about it until at least tomorrow night when he called, and
even then the fact that that phone had been cut off may not alarm him at all.
Jessica shuddered.
This time, the cock did not last long. "Remove the gag." a voice said. Hands
quickly pulled the device from her mouth. Jessica drew in a deep breath, tasting
the rapidly cooling semen from her two rapists. She momentarily forgot that the
cock had just withdrawn from her vagina. Before she could close her mouth in
alarm, more great jets of sperm flew into it, choking her with surprise. She
quickly clamped her lips down. "Don't swallow." the voice hissed in her ear.
Jessica had No intention of doing that! Strangely, No more sperm landed on her.
"Open up again." Jessica didn't move her lips. "Open up." This time, Jessica
felt a cold round tube pressing into her side, just below her armpit. She slowly
opened her lips. A small pool of white liquid pooled at the base of her jaw.
She waited. Then, in quick succession, three jets of sperm flew from the cock
held just inches from her mouth, and splattered noisily into her mouth and lips.
Others dripped and dropped onto her face. It seemed like the man would never
finish. Jessica counted ten complete streams of semen flying into her mouth and
face.
"OK, now hold it like that. One more for the picture album. " Jessica felt a
strong hand grasp her jaw, holding her mouth open. The camera whirred and
clicked, flashing away in the dim light of the car. "Now swallow. And learn."
Bruno said. Jessica shook her head, mumbling "No, no, don't make me do that" as
best she could. The gun barrel pushed farther into her side. Jessica realized
that these people meant what they said. She closed her lips and tilted her face
down. She felt the sperm pool at the front of her mouth. Then she steeled
herself, and swallowed. It didn't all go down the first time. She had to swallow
again. The liquid tasted salty, slightly bitter, like strong starchy seawater.
Jessica reddened and blushed again.
"Good. Get used to it. It may be the staple of your diet for a while." The men
laughed. Jessica groaned to herself. What was she in for? And would Michael ever
find out?
End of Part One
