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Archive name: Amber.txt (MF, D/d, bdsm, rp, tort)
Authors name: Lansara_Star (lansara_star@yahoo.com)
Story title : Amber is Mine

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Amber is Mine (MF, D/d, bdsm, rp, tort)
by Lansara_star (Lansara_star@yahoo.com)

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A guy rapes a girl who looks just like his sister.

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This story contains non-consensual sex, violence and 
acts not appropriate in a civilized society. Neither 
the author nor this archive condones such actions in 
real life. This story was written as an unusual fantasy
and was not meant to offend anyone who may have been 
subject to real violence in their life. Why can't we 
all just do unto others, as we would have others do 
unto us?

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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.

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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. 

END

I wrote this story based on an e-mail I received about a 
fantasy. Please let me know what you think. 
 
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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