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Subject: STORY: Jessica, Part 1
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This story semi-fictional, and brings up important issues about
the perception of women in society, and the male viewpoint thereof.
I assure you that the story which follows _could_ happen, and there
is a place very much like the one described herein.  I apologize for
cross-posting, but I think it is relevent to all three groups.
I am interested in people's views about the basic issues of the
woman's role as a sexual object and criticism in general.  Names have,
of course, been changed where appropriate.

Enjoy- Jessica

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                         The Conversion of Jessica


     Jessica 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 soothing 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,
in front of an unseen 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 good 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. None of the men 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 back 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 man 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 the shoulders. The next thing
she felt was a large, erect cock poking at the entrance to her vagina. She
tried to clamp her leg 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 semen 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 no 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 stomach. 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. Before she
could close her mouth in alarm, two great jets of sperm flew into it, choking
her with surprise and alarm. 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. "OHGOD A GUN" she quaked. She
slowly opened her lips. A small pool of white liquid grew 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 seven 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 stong 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?

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                              End of Part One