From evilduck@teleport.com Wed Feb 26 00:56:43 1997

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

Subject: Esha the Thief [2/4][nc,bd,ff,fm...,preg]

From: evilduck@teleport.com (Mr. X)

Date: Wed, 26 Feb 1997 05:56:43 GMT



**WARNING**

This story contains descriptions of non-consensual sex, rape, 

bondage etc..If you do not like this materail, read no further.



Esha the Thief.



Part 2

     Esha screamed an ungodly cry of tortured anguish as the last two 

inches were forced out of her lurching, sex pounded hips. Then, with a 

massive collapse of muscles, both women came to a rest, panting, 

gasping and wheezing with Esha thoroughly stuffed way beyond 

capacity.

     "Ahhh. never actually ever used this one before. Had it made as a 

joke. The guy who made it told me never to try it cause it will 

definitely rip some poor girl apart. I'd just hate to think what this thing 

is doing to your insides right now." The girl said sarcastically as her 

face loomed over Esha's and beads of sweat dripped from her into the 

thief's tear stained eyes.

     "You fucking little WHORE! You RAPED ME! When I get out of 

this I'm going to shove that thing all the way up your."

     "My, what big tits you have." The girl said teasingly, ignoring 

Esha's cries for revenge. She reached down and cupped one of Esha's 

enormous mammaries, completely oblivious to the buxom blonde's 

curses.  She pushed the large, Jell-O like mass upward then moved it 

around in huge circles making it slosh and shimmy. The woman's 

motherly nipples stuck out between the girl's two fingers and she used 

her digits to pinch and tease the large, brown teat. "Oh my, and they're 

all natural too. I thought you spent a fortune on silicone." She mused, 

licking her lips, as she toyed with the breast.

     "GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME! " Esha screamed 

blaring like a wild woman. This young girl was obviously not a scared 

little rabbit. What's worse, the teen really knew how to make a 

woman's breasts betray their owner. Tickling, massaging and groping, 

the girl soon had Esha panting heavily from her misbehaved hands. 

The added super tension from the over sized dildo stuffed all the way 

inside her added even more sexual icing to the cake.

     "Mmmm. I think I'm thirsty."

      With a massive plunge the girl slammed her face into Esha's left 

mountainous flesh and feverishly began sucking the thief's nipple like 

a crazed animal. Those breasts were Esha's trophies, her pride and joy. 

Nobody touched them, especially without her permission. This time, 

however, Esha glared in shock as she watched herself being molested 

without any control over the situation.

     The girl then began shifting her hips. Slowly at first, then more 

forcefully, she began thrusting her hips back and forth, sending Esha 

panting and moaning louder and deeper with each lunge.

      "NO! uughh!! NOO!!!! Toooo BIIG!!!"

     "Now. you know how the Birminghams deal with intruders.." The 

girl panted as she regripped Esha's shoulders and began slamming the 

massive dildo home. Faster and faster the fiery girl pumped the large 

blonde. Screaming, moaning and tightening, Esha struggled helplessly 

as the defeating wave approached.

     "NO! No one climaxes ME! NO ONE!.. " the blonde spitfire 

thought as she neared her pinnacle. Thrashing her head from side to 

side, the blonde turned to her left and her eyes exploded in surprise.

     "Rope knot! I can reach it."

     The wave was rolling up on her like a tsunami approaching a 

helpless island. The now feverish young nymph was slamming Esha so 

hard the bed was banging against the wall and both women were 

thrusting up and down on the mattress in mortal, sexual combat.

      "Just a few more.."

     "AAYYIIEEEE YA!"

     Esha's left fist came screaming from the side and smacked the girl 

in the head sending her long black hair spraying all over and nearly 

launching her off the bed. The girl came to a complete stop, moaning 

and gripping her head in agony as Esha let loose another blow, this 

time to the teen's kidneys. The girl instantly balled up and wailed in 

pain as the muscular blonde rapid punched her side.

      As the nymph curled and whined, Esha quickly undid her right 

hand. With expert skill and dexterity, she quickly bound the girl's 

hands behind her back. She then stuffed the doily from the night stand 

into the girl's mouth and tied it in place with a scarf gag.  In a matter 

of minutes, the dark hared girl found herself bound, gagged and 

rolling about like a tied sausage on the bed.

     "UGGHH!!! UMMMM!!! UGHH!!" Esha moaned and winced as 

she slowly extracted the enormous dildo from her aching, swollen 

cunt. Dripping wet from her own juices, the implement looked even 

scarier in her hands than it did on the girl's belt. "Wow! What a LOG! 

Another minute and that would have been it for me."

     Esha watched the young girl struggle about on the bed and her 

body began to tingle at the site of that nice, young thing so helpless in 

front of her. The thief was now naked except for the maid's stockings, 

her own mask and her pumps. The excitement of being so nearly taken 

coupled with being in someone else's house and lusting over someone 

else's daughter started Esha tingling with desire. She sauntered over to 

the bed and sat next to the girl, placing her hand on the girl's thigh 

and rubbing it gently.

     "Have YOU ever been raped honey?" Esha asked with a grin as she 

pulled the girl to face her and held up the bitch staff. The dark hared 

nymph's eyes burst open in terror telling Esha she had a virgin, or, at 

least someone who has never been on the other end of abuse.

     Stroking slowly and sensually, the blonde thief began doing what 

she did best; raping women. Her firm, soft hand petted and caressed 

the girl's tan legs sending the teen jerking and rolling in an effort to 

escape her rapist. Esha, however, merely attacked a new, fresh part of 

the girl's exposed legs, buttocks, back and breasts. The dominatrix 

then reached down and forcefully pressed her hand deep into the 

young girl's crotch.



"HMMMBLLMM!!!"

     "That's right, I like it when they wiggle. I have to admit, you 

almost had me there. I 

just can't stand being climaxed against my will. It just sucks the fire 

right out of me and, 

right now, I've got a WHOLE lot of fire!" Esha said deeply in the girl's 

ear as she nipped 

her lobe and massaged the girls lubricating vagina.

     For several minutes, the blonde thief kissed, teased and licked the 

girl's ear and 

cheek as she stroked more and more of the girl's virtue away. "The 

problem with being 

so young is, you climax from just about anything." The older woman 

said sarcastically 

as she sat up and pressed her other hand between the girl's legs adding 

five more 

fingers of devastation to her onslaught. After a bit, the girl tightened, 

lurched, moaned 

and tensed. Then with an explosion of convulsions, the nymph 

collapsed in defeat.

     Esha reached down and pulled off the gag. She knew the girl was 

now too wasted 

to scream or cry out. "Now, let me tell you the rules. One: No one 

climaxes me! NO 

ONE!" she screamed with a hair spraying slap across the crying girl's 

face.

     "Two: No one touches me without MY permission." Esha screamed 

as she slapped 

the young girl across the face again.

     "Three: I'm in control here. You WILL obey ME!" She continued 

grabbing the young, 

sobbing girl by the hair and shaking her head violently. 

     "Yeeesss."

     "YES WHAT!!!"

     "Yeessss.. Misssttresss." The girl whimpered. Esha smiled 

arrogantly like she always did when she won. "Good. Now, putting 

this monstrosity in me was a clear violation of the rules. For that, 

you're going to get this up your cunt AND your ass. But first, I need 

something to relax me."

          Esha climbed on the bed and sat against the headboard with her 

legs spread. She ran her hand down to her crotch and tapped her 

pelvis invitingly. "Come little one. Amuse me."

          Esha grabbed the girl by her hair and pulled her up between her 

legs, pressing the teen's mouth up into her spread cavity. The girl 

struggled and whined for a bit, then she settled down and began 

licking her dominator's tight, wet vagina.

          "mmmm. yes. You ARE pretty good. Somebody MUST be 

training you well." The blonde sighed, bunching her full hair up and 

leaning her head back. The girl continued pleasing her captor, twisting 

and wiggling her tongue like an expert and driving Esha back up into 

the clouds once more.

          Suddenly, with a cruel slap, Esha ended the session, smacking 

the girl's face and sending her crying to one side. "Remember rule 

one! NO CLIMAXING!" The blonde hissed grabbing the girl by her 

hair and shaking her head.

          "Now sweety. You've got some unfinished business with a rather 

dangerous dildo." Esha said as she got up, walked to the dresser and 

picked up the ominous horn. With a scoop of KY, she slowly lubed the 

monstrosity, holding it up so the frightened teen could stare at it in 

despair.

          "I'm going to really enjoy.."

          "HMMMBLLM!!!"

          A rag came down over her nose and mouth and Esha's eyes 

exploded in shock. Hands grabbed her all over from behind, female 

hands, and they held her firmly as she struggled violently to escape. 

Her muffled cries soon became soft moans and her darting eyes began 

to slow as the anesthetic sucked away her spirit. Soon the fire was out 

and the blonde collapsed to the floor.

          *

          *

          *

          Esha's head slowly began to rock as the ether began to wear off. 

She had never been chloroformed before. She did use the stuff on 

several occasions on victims to render them unconscious so she could 

tie them up and rob them. Now the shoe was on the other foot and her 

head felt like an Amtrak train had run through it, hit a pickup on the 

tracks and derailed. It took several long moments before her wits 

returned. She immediately discovered that her fate was the same as 

those victims she had dealt with so many times before.

          She was in a standing position with her hands manacled 

together behind her back with leather cuffs and chains. Her hands 

hung from a padlock attached to a rod in the ceiling. This kept her 

arms and hands in one place, preventing her from moving too much. 

They were pulled upward keeping her arms straight and her back bent.

          Her feet were shackled together with more leather manacles 

chained with ten gauge steel chain. Her ankles were padlocked 

together and padlocked and chained to a ring in the floor, preventing 

her from moving her legs. Ironically, she was now wearing a pair of 

jet black stiletto heels but nothing else.

          The whole arrangement had her standing bent forward since the 

rod in the ceiling holding her hands was about two feet ahead of the 

ring on the floor and they prevented her from standing straight. 

Chains and a leather leash around her long neck secured her to the 

floor and ceiling and prevented her from moving about too much. The 

only comfortable position, if you can call it comfortable, was to stand 

with her long legs together and slightly bent and her back bent 

forward with her rear out in the air.

           She moaned but a pump ball gag filled her mouth and was held 

in place by a thick sponge that was leather strapped around the back of 

her head and prevented her from making any real noise.

          SMAK!!!!

          Esha yelped as a leather bullwhip smacked across her wide ass, 

slicing into her and sending waves of searing pain through her rump.

          "So, our new "maid" has finally woke." Said a sultry female 

voice. Esha turned around and saw another woman standing next to 

the small girl she had just abused earlier. The woman was built 

somewhat like Esha was but nowhere near as big breasted. She was 

still large but Esha knew she was way over endowed herself, out 

matching anyone she met. The whip wielder was fair skinned and full 

figured with short, curly black hair in a loose afro and an older, more 

sophisticated face. She also dressed the part. Black laced bra, panties, 

stockings with garters, silk gloves and stiletto heels. The woman was 

the definition of a dominatrix.

          "HA! Who's the boss NOW SLUT!" screamed the young girl as 

she came up and plowed her foot hard into Esha's prominent ass, 

shoving the blonde thief forward from the blow.

          "ENOUGH URSELA!" screamed the older woman. "I will do 

the training here! No one ELSE!"

          "But mother."

          "Leave NOW or you'll end up bow legged!"

          "Fine!" the girl declared with a pout.

          "And make sure the arrangements are made." Added the older 

woman as the girl stormed out of the room and slammed the door. The 

woman then started toward Esha's rear, running her gloved hand 

lightly over the blonde's bare ass with the slightest of tickles.

          "Children. They're so bothersome." The woman said as she 

circled around front and stared Esha in her glaring, angry eyes. "But I 

suppose you wouldn't know anything about that seeing how you've 

never had any." She added tapping Esha's swaying left breast with the 

hilt of her whip and causing it to shimmy.

          "Now, I want you to tell Aunt Maddie why you're here. I 

seriously doubt you're our new maid with that mask on. By the way, I 

do so love the mask so I left it on. It makes you look so much more 

mysterious." Said the older woman who Esha began to recognize as 

none other than Ms. Birmingham herself.

          The woman bent over and grabbed Esha firmly by the chin. "I'm 

assuming you're some kind of prowler, maybe a jewel thief, though 

you seem too amateurish to me." Ms. Birmingham grinned arrogantly 

as she stared into Esha's eyes and was rewarded by a glare of anger 

and a twist of defiance.

          "You fucking bitch!" Esha thought. "Oh I'm really going to do a 

number on you once I get free! You and your niece are really in for it!"

          The dominatrix stood up and raised her gloved hand.

          SMACKK!!

          Her hand struck Esha face so hard, the blonde's gag nearly 

popped right out. Golden hair sprayed everywhere as Esha's face 

swung hard to the left and stung like a giant bee sting.

          SMACK!!

          SMACK!!!

          SMACK!!!

          One, twice, three times, again and again slaps rained down 

across Esha's face stinging and stunning the thief and turning her 

luscious face redder and redder with angry streaks of abuse. The 

dominatrix then grabbed Esha by her golden main and pulled her head 

hard upward. With a balled up fist Ms. Birmingham landed a boxer's 

blow square into Esha's model like face sending a spirt of lip blood 

across her cheek. The woman then backed up and, with a high, aerobic 

kick, punted the gorgeous blonde's face like it was a football sending 

her head back with a crack against her shoulders.

          Esha slumped down panting and whining as blood trickled from 

her split lip and bloodied nose. As she gasped and sobbed, the dark 

hared woman sauntered past Esha and around to her hind side. There 

she raised her hand and lightly smacked the thief on her tan rear. 

After a few more light slaps to get Esha's undivided attention, she 

leaned in and cupped both buttocks with each hand, massaging and 

molesting the thief's rear with abandonment.

           "Oh, these are sooo nice. I'm going to enjoy this." The woman 

said promiscuously as she stepped away and over to a wardrobe. She 

opened the oak doors and pulled out a large bat, the flat kind used in 

cricket. Esha looked behind her and began to wiggle in shock.

          "Don't you DARE! I'll fucking KILL YOU.."

          KA-BASH!

          "HMMMMBBBLLLMM!!!!"

          Aunt Maddie raised the bat and let loose another blow with all 

her strength. The bat slapped down across Esha's rear with a loud, 

meaty smack, causing her butt cheeks to vibrate and balloon upward in 

searing pain. Esha retaliated the best way she could by tightening 

those perfect ass cheeks to their stiffest to diminish the pain.

          "Ah, resilient, just as I thought. I'll just have to loosen you UP!"

          The dominatrix raised the bat to the ceiling and pile drove 

another butt buster causing the thief's cheeks to curl around the board 

and forcing tears to burst straight out of her eyes. Then, in a tirade of 

unrelenting anger, the dark hared torturer began smashing the bat 

across Esha's poorly abused hind quarters as fast as she could. Harder 

and harder, faster and faster. The board smacked, smashed and 

tenderized that rear in an unrelenting display of horrible violence. 

Then, with one last mighty blow, the bat came down and exploded 

across Esha's ass sending splinters and wood all over and causing the 

bound thief to scream out in uncontrolled agony.

          The woman dropped the remnants of the bat and walked away 

panting. Esha stood sobbing and cringing, her blue and red ass nearly 

humming from the brutal beating. Esha then sucked in a lung full of 

air and stared forward, her eyes burning in anger. Panting like a bull 

she began twisting and pulling at her manacles, dreaming about how 

she was going to rip this woman apart.

          CRACK!

          "Ah GOD NO!!!"

          Esha cringed again but this time from the agonizing pain across 

her back as a bullwhip cut into her delicate, tan skin. With utter 

abandonment the whip wielding witch started cutting Esha to ribbons 

as she landed blow after tear reeking blow. Streaks of blood dripped 

and splashed across Esha's back as the woman's whip cut reddened 

groves of painful torment into her skin and marked her back with 

crisscrossing lines of agony.

          Esha could only wail and scream as she was humiliated and 

beaten senseless. The next twenty minutes seemed like an eternity, 

then, with one last hard crack, the woman stopped and Esha slumped 

down in a crying mass of humiliation.

          "You know, you are very beautiful. I would hate to see you 

become "scarred". Why not tell me who you are and this horror can 

end. Surrender to me and the pain will stop." The woman said coldly, 

almost like she was reading off a cue card as she lit up a cigarette and 

placed it in a holder.

          Esha howled like an animal as she shook her head in resistance. 

Tear stained and reddened, the blonde dominatrix's eyes still blared in 

hatred and intensity and she snorted like an angry bull.

          "Poor baby. I can tell you've never been on the other end of your 

own abuse now have you?" the woman said mockingly walking up and 

put her gloved hand on Esha's throbbing rump. Then, heartlessly, she 

rammed the smoking cigarette deep into Esha's right buttock sending 

the thief reeling. The dominatrix ground the bud to the filter and then 

flicked it away leaving a big, brown burn and a smear of cigarette ash. 

The woman then lit up four more cigarettes, each of which were put 

out in the same painful way.

          Aunt Maddie then circled around and picked up a small chair. 

She sat down in front of the bent over blonde dominatrix and looked 

up at agonized face. "You know, you're a complete mess back there. I 

just hope you don't have to wear a bikini soon." She said sarcastically 

as she grabbed Esha by her tangled hair. The woman then released 

Esha and the woman's focus began to drift downward. Her gloved 

hands reached out and each scooped up a large mammary.

          "My, we are a big girl, aren't we? So huge and soft and so 

natural." The dominatrix then began massaging the thief's huge 

breasts, groping and molesting them as she formed and griped the 

woman's tan, fatty flesh with childlike amusement. Esha moaned and 

squirmed in her bindings, clenching her eyes shut and jerky around as 

she endured the humiliation of her opponent clutching her massive 

endowment. Then she began to groan heavily as she felt what she 

knew was coming next.

          The dominatrix stepped up her kneading, squeezing and 

pinching of the large tits sending waves of pain up Esha's chest. The 

woman then dug her fingers in hard and grabbed each gland in a firm 

grip. Reaching up with her long leg, she slammed her stiletto heel into 

Esha's sun freckled cleavage and pulled back as hard as she could on 

the giant, Jello like tits. Esha's eyes burst wide open in excruciating 

pain and she wailed in horrible agony as she saw her breasts being 

horribly stretched forward like two giant slabs of rubbery dough. Then, 

the woman released her grip and the breasts snapped back with a 

painful smack.

          "How nice. They'll last for hours." Aunt Maddie said with a 

girlish smile as she blatantly started slapping the thief's tortured tits 

with glee. "I'll get back to these later sweet heart. Now, however, I'm 

getting a bit horny."

          Esha shot the dominatrix a stare of flaming anger as she 

watched the woman get up and walk back over to the wardrobe. The 

thief's eyes then grew large with horror as she saw the woman pull out 

the same belt and dildo that she had used on the little girl and that had 

nearly done her in.

          The dominatrix sauntered back over and cupped Esha's now 

squirming rear. "Oh come now my dear. You must have known you 

were going to be raped." The woman said teasingly as she watched 

Esha's obvious gyrations of objection. Ms. Birmingham relaxed her 

hips and aimed the tip. With a gentle press, she pushed the head into 

Esha's lips, guiding it with her fingers. She then grabbed the thief's ass 

and began steadily inserting the dildo.

          Esha's head shot upward in terror as she felt her virtue being 

parted. "NOO!! Not with my legs tied TOGETHER!!!!"

          After the first inch, the dominatrix found the going tough. The 

thief's hips bucking and writhed frantically in a futile attempt at 

shaking off her rapist. The dominatrix drew in a deep breathe and 

pressed forward, impaling the rod a few more inches into the wailing, 

screaming blonde.

           "C'mon! You are SO TIGHT!" Ms. Birmingham gasped as she 

gritted her teeth and pressed forward. "You fucking PRINCESS! 

Bitches like you need to be RAPED! NOW LOOSEN UP!"

          Esha's screamed again as the dildo gained another inch. 

Twisting and slamming her hips, the dark hared dominatrix pounded, 

pressed and squeezed millimeter after agonizing millimeter out of the 

large chested blonde. After five minutes of butt squirming, crying and 

shrieking, the dominatrix gasped in relief as her hot, sweaty hips 

pressed against Esha's gleaming, wet rear. With one final thrust, both 

woman reeled up and back as the dildo was fully inserted.

          "Now! Give Auntie Maddie a good grind!" Ms. Birmingham 

hissed as she started slamming her hips in and out, pounding the 

giant, twelve inch dildo like a bloated piston. Esha began crying and 

panting as she started chugging like a freight train. Faster and faster 

the two women pounded and thrust, their unholy union growing more 

electric and intense with each passing moment.

          "NNO!!! Can't . can't come.. FUCKING BITCH!!.. DON'T!!!" 

Esha thought as she knew to give in meant defeat. No way was she 

going to let somebody who was supposed to be her victim get the better 

of her.

          "MY But you DO have a lot of stamina!" the dominatrix said 

panting. "With a tight cunt like this, I bet a pretty little angel like you 

has never been raped! How does it FEEL WHORE! HOW DO YOU 

LIKE BEING RAPED!!!"

           The blonde wailed and screamed as the dildo pounded and tore 

away at both her insides and her resistance. The wave was building 

again. Deep and hard, it began to rise inside and grow over her body 

like a welling darkness.

           "I see that tight pussy of yours needs some persuading.." The 

woman reached over and Esha's eyes burst open at the sound of a low, 

deep hum. Ms. Birmingham raised a muscle massager and swung it 

around Esha's waist. With both hands, she dug the disc shaped, 

vibrating head into Esha's heavily lubricating, overly stretched vagina 

like a killer plunging a dagger into their victim's gut.

           Esha exploded in a tantrum of sexual agony. Her body writhed 

and bucked frantically as the vibrating head acted as a death dealing 

catalyst sending Esha to the next level of sexual despair. Her body was 

tensing, seizing. Like a jack hammer, the massager and the dildo tore 

chunk after chunk from her will, driving her closer and closer toward 

the edge of defeat.

          "OH YES!!! That's it my dear!!! Give in to Auntie Maddie!!" 

the woman howled in taunting triumph as she felt the thief growing 

weaker and heard the woman's quickening pants of desperation. Then, 

the breathing stopped. The blonde's body clutched and froze. Every 

muscle of the giant amazon tightened to the breaking point.

          "NOOO!!!! Can't bee.. I'm the dominatrix.. I can't beee 

clima..... UUUUGGHHH!!!!!!!"

          Even under her gag, Esha's scream of sexual devastation could 

be heard all the way out into the hall. Her body exploded in a 

mammoth hurricane of female climaxing that would have made a 

dozen ordinary women satisfied for a year. The great jewel thief. The 

woman above all others. The taunting, teasing, buxom amazon that no 

man could ever hope to have. The awe inspiring blonde bombshell 

dominatrix was being.

          "RRRAAAAAPPPPEDDDD!!!!!"

          The thief's hips slammed and shook as the first climax tore her 

from head to toe. "Ok. one climax.. can handle it if I can just.." Esha 

thought in panic.

          "Oh no you DON'T." the Aunt Maddie declared as she sensed 

the blonde's strength returning. She had the buxom thief on the mat, 

now it was time to pin her good. With renewed zeal, Ms. Birmingham 

stepped up her thrusts and forced the massager deeper into the thief's 

heavily lubricating cunt.

          "No! can't catch my breathe. can't fight. STOP!!!! Multiple 

orgas..."

          That tan ass surged from yet another mind ripping climax, then 

another and then still another. Like artillery hammering the Bismarck, 

Esha swayed and thrust from blow after will draining blow of sexually 

overpowering sensation. Crying and bleating under her gag, the 

blonde felt herself slipping away.

          After an eternity of unrelenting climaxes, Esha's body slumped 

forward. In one last gasp, the blonde froze and then exploded in 

absolute devastation. Her fiery stare now faded to a dull gaze as her 

head dropped down. Auntie Maddie panting and sweating, clutched 

the young blonde's rear and steadied herself as she too was nearly 

exhausted by the ordeal. She then began to back up and withdraw the 

death dealing implement. "My, now that we've got ol' trigger nice and 

slick, let's try this hole!"



End Part 2