Amber is Mine

For as long as I can remember I have wanted to fuck my

sister's brains out. She's gorgeous. At 5'4", she looks

like a pixie, sweet and delicate. Petite features that

look like they would break under my hands. Creamy, white

skin with pink rose petal accents. She has slight

breasts, firm and perky B cups. A tiny waist with

hipbones gently rounded. Long legs that end in perfect

feet and delicate toes.

Her eyes are round and innocent looking and they're blue

like the color of the sky. She has white blond hair that

looks silver in some lights, cascading gently over her

shoulders. A cute little button nose and dimples that

make my hart pound. I want to fuck her so badly, but I

could never hurt her.

It started as a fascination. I started looking for

females that looked like Amber. Nameless to me, but

gorgeous like my sister. I needed one. I needed to

fantasize it was her, to feel her under me, around me.

It was a need that became an obsession.

I found her about a year after I started looking. God,

she could have been Amber's twin! Even down to the pixie

toes painted a light pink in the sandals. Her body, was

perfect. Her hair was just right, but her eyes were just

a bit greyer.

I watched her. She flirted with her friends, her short

shorts almost showing her cute little butt-cheeks. I got

hard imagining slipping them off of her. She wore a blue

tank top that could easily be torn of off her. I saw her

breasts wiggle delightfully as she moved.

It was getting dark when she finally left her friends.

She walked, alone, towards her car. Her tiny back pack

hung down over her ass and swung back and forth in time

to her hips. I had parked my van next to her car. All I

had to do was make my move.

I waited until she bent down to unlock her door, at the

moment she was distracted and then struck. I grabbed her

from behind, my hand wrapping around her waist, careful

not to hurt her. That would come later. My other hand

held a rag soaked in chloroform over her mouth and nose.

She didn't even have time to scream before she went limp.

I quickly moved her into my van. I handcuffed her to the

seat-brace and then gagged and blindfolded her. Her

backpack and keys I dropped on the floor of the van in

the back. I backed up slowly, making sure not to arouse

suspicion. My hands were shaking inside the leather

gloves I wore. I had done it! I had kidnapped her! God,

this would be so sweet.

*

It took me over two hours to get to the room I had been

renting for almost a year. It was little studio

apartment, in probably the worst neighborhood. Crack

dealers littered the corners, but I knew no one would

bother us there. She had been making little noises for a

while and I knew she was awake.

I put the chloroform over her noise again and waited for

her to pass out. I checked her breathing and got excited

again as I watched her chest raise and fall. She was

small enough that I got her into a huge gym bag to take

her inside.

The stairs weren't that many, but they seemed endless as

I carried her up in the bag. I unlocked the deadbolts and

opened the door. I had furnished it sparsely, with only a

mattress in one corner, a video camera and tripod, which

I turned on, and my contraption.

My contraption was a work of art. I had built it myself.

It was metal pipes, shaped like a sawhorse but with a

table. I had put padding over all the edges to make it

comfy. She would be leaned over it, so I could access her

ass and pussy without obstruction. Holes in the table

would allow access to her breasts. It was made so she

could kneel. I had used Amber's measurements to make sure

it would fit. It also had a crank, with a rope attached

to it. I could handcuff her and then crank it so she

would be bent over and held firmly.

I quickly set the bag down and pulled her out of it. I

stripped her and redressed her in a leather corset and

zippered panties. All I had to do was unzip her and

expose her to me. The corset pushed her breasts up but

didn't cover them at all. I replaced the gag in her mouth

and the blindfold with a mask I had found on the

Internet. It was a ball gag, but it was a hood too. I

buckled the gag in her mouth, then pulled the face part

up. It had an opening for her button nose and then came

up and went over her head. It had an opening on the top

that I pulled her hair through, like a devilish ponytail.

Then, I zippered it into place.

I manhandled her onto my toy. I strapped her legs onto it

first as I laid her over it. Her knees were strapped to

the bottom pad, as were her ankles. A strap went across

her middle holding her back and hips in place. It was a

perfect fit! I had access to her from the front and the

back. I felt her breasts through the holes, pulling her

nipples until they were hard and long. Another strap went

across her upper back so she couldn't pull away.

She started to move and groan through her gag. She would

be waking up soon. I quickly got under the table and

attached the nipple chain to her breasts. I relished the

feeling of those clamps biting into her skin. I tightened

them until her nipples turned white. I added weights

until I felt they were pulling her nipples enough.

Her body twitched and I knew she was awake. Her still

free hands started flailing, trying to reach her breasts

to tear away the pain. when they couldn't, she tried

pushing herself up. I watched in delight as her hands

then went to her mask, trying to pull it from her face.

She was panicking and I relished every moment of it. I

finally grabbed her wrists and held them. She stiffened

as she felt the cold metal of the handcuffs click into

place.

I suckled on her fingertips, teasing her, testing her. I

bit one of them and she stiffened and tried to pull away

again. She fought more when I began cranking her arms

tight. I saw her shoulders straining and the metal

digging into her wrists. I cranked once more and locked

her into position.

"Amber, you have been a naughty girl. You've been teasing

me for years and now I'm ready to play my own game."

She shook her head at me. I slapped her ass. Her whole

body jerked with it. GOD, did this feel good. I was gonna

cream myself, but I needed to hold on, to see her squirm.

Out of another bag I pulled a wooden yardstick. I had

always fantasized about breaking one across Amber's ass.

Now I would.

SMACK! Her body jerked violently. The leather panties

must sting against that spot. SMACK! Oops, I hit the

zipper. SMACK! Oops, again. SMACK! Oh, I slipped and hit

her pussy area. SMACK! Damn, I did it again. Her body was

shaking and I knew she was sobbing. I went and undid the

panties, letting them fall to the floor. OOH, she had

bruises.

I let the yardstick hit her again across both cheeks. Her

entire body jerked and stiffened. I paused for a minute

in my spanking and with the tip of the stick, pulled down

a touch on the nipple chain. Her entire body seemed to

arch. The yardstick came back on her ass, this time

breaking into pieces. I threw it away and started licking

and sucking at her ass. OH, it was so hot.

I quickly stripped, throwing my clothes across the room

into the corner. I spread her ass cheeks now. I wanted

her, NOW. I had the Vaseline ready and spread it all over

her ass and pussy, then all over my dick. I strapped on

another one, above my own. It was thinner than my own and

shorter too. My own meat was probably about nine inches,

this was only eight.

I lubed both up and positioned myself. My cock head

teased the inside of her pussy, running up and down her

lips. The fake one gently pushed at her ass. She was too

tense for me to enter her. DAMN! She too tight.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a clit vibrator. I

turned it on high and pressed it against her. She tried

to resist, but I could feel her body responding as I

pressed against her special spot. When she relaxed

enough, I plunged into her hard.

GOD! She was so tight! I felt her hymen rip and then the

blood from both holes as she was spoiled. Her back arched

and her head was whipping back and forth. she was trying

to move, trying to dislodge me. GOD! She was so tight!

"Amber, oh God Amber! AMBER!"

I exploded with such intensity that I nearly passed out.

I felt her shaking as I pistoned myself, trying to get

deeper and deeper. Even as I started softening, I

continued to thrust, not wanting it to end. I finally

fell out of her and collapsed on the floor, my breathing

erratic.

"I think I'll keep you Amber. Yes, I definitely think

I'll keep you... for a while at least."

I saw her body shaking and knew that I would have her

again and again. Amber was finally mine.