[To-Get-Her]

The following is pure fantasy, The Author does not condone the actions of either character. Rape forcible confinement. robbery and assault are all crimes on the law book of most civilized nations around the world. If one had a problem understanding such concepts then please seek medical help  before something happens and the legal establishment seeks it for you as part of your sentence!
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I caught her in the rearview mirror of my Cadillac. She was squatting just to the left of the exit driveway of the building’s underground. She had a sign with blue printing saying “Help” . I could believe she needed help, probably a runaway since she only had on a long coat, jeans and Doc Martens. Just the type that I knew would be grateful if I not only gave them some immediate help but a place to live to boot!

So, I stopped and rolled down my window. “Hey I don’t know you and I know that you don’t know me but I’m willing to help you out, no questions asked!” She just stayed there squatting by the exit so I continued. “You can trust me, I want nothing in return  nor will I accept anything from you for helping you out!”

She rolled her eyes at that but she did stand up and began to approach the car. I could see that she was checking me out, trying to decide if I was for real or if I planned on doing something to her when I got her alone.

“You sure Mister, usually guys want something from me!” Hinting that I might have  wanted some sexual from her.

“Trust me, I have no problems getting things from willing females so I don’t need some homeless girl getting near me sexually!”

Maybe that was why she came around the car and climbed into the passenger seat after I clicked the electronic lock off.  I could see that she wasn’t your typical ‘homeless’ girl. For one she was clean smelling  and not very nervous around a total stranger- that should have been my first warning about her.

So you know I’m Barton Cartier, and you are?” Not that I was expecting a true name from her, nor when she gave me one did I believe it at first.

“Colleen Travis”

I reached over my right hand since the left hand was on the steering wheel. Awkwardly we shook hands as I drove out of the parking bay into the flow of traffic and off to home.

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I spotted him earlier this morning as he pulled into The Armstrong building in his year old Cadillac. If he could afford to drive such a gas guzzler then he could afford to be my next mark. This one would be the magical number eleven and I would bet anything that he never expected what he was going to endure.

The day wore on and  thanks to a convenient dumpster behind a dollar store I got a piece of cardboard and with a trusty piece of blue chalk I wrote the line that would hook my latest conquest!

I took up my position as my mark started to drive towards the exit. Squatting down I held my sign out and just as I hoped, he stopped and rolled down his window and spoke to me.



 “Hey I don’t know you and I know that you don’t know me but I’m willing to help you out, no questions asked!” Quickly followed by, “You can trust me, I want nothing in return  nor will I accept anything from you for helping you out!”

Oh I appeared to hesitate for a few seconds before answering him back. “You sure Mister, usually guys want something from me!”  And as if he never heard the way I said it before.

“Trust me, I have no problems getting things from willing females so I don’t need some homeless girl getting near me sexually!”

Well if he was actually going to believe that there would be nothing between us, then that made getting in with him even easier. I went around to the passenger side and when I heard the lock click, I got in and appeared that I was happy that he was going to help me.

He told me his name or at least what he wanted me to believe it was and I gave him a false name in return. “Colleen Travis”. With that he drove us to where he was staying and I already had things plotted out as to how our time was going to go!

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It was a pretty quiet drive home, I didn’t want to tip my hand as to what was going to happen and she didn’t seem to be too willing to say anything to a perfect stranger. I could just imagine what went through her head when I drove down my street and stopped at the last house on a circular road.



I pulled up into the driveway and touched the remote garage opener, driving in and watching the door close behind me. If she was scared or had the least bit of worry she never gave me any hint of it, not even when I walked her to the main door into the house in the garage.

“Well it may not seem like much, but I really think that you’ll feel safe being here!”

Thinking to be a good host, I offered Colleen something to drink. She accepted a glass of water, as if she might have thought that I was going to doctor it somehow. Going over to the fridge I got out a pitcher. I kept there chilling  and poured two glasses. Just as I was going to pass her one, the phone in the living room rang.

Excusing myself, I went to answer it. In retrospect I should have taken my glass with me.

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I didn’t want to tip my plans off so I stayed quiet and silently prayed that Barton wouldn’t try to make conversation with me. I was in luck, Barton just drove from the city to a suburb where he pulled into a dead end cul de sac. He went into a garage on the last house which was opened and closed by remote control.

He took us into the main house and offered me something to drink. I asked for  water and when he poured two glasses, I knew that all I had to do was distract him long enough to put some knockout drops into his glass. A fast look around didn’t offer me any chance to distract him.

I was about to knock over a kitchen chair when the phone rang somewhere deeper in the house. Barton excused himself and left me all alone. No sooner did he leave the kitchen than I had the vial of drops out of my inner coat pocket and squeezed four drops into his glass.  Swirling the water around until the drops became one with the water.

I placed the glass back on the counter and went to a spot at the kitchen table and waited for Barton to return. Minutes passed then Barton came in and went to the glasses and brought  them over to the kitchen table. Unfortunately the way Barton placed them down, I lost track of what one I had doctored.

“Here’s to your health!”

I hesitated to take a drink, but Barton downed his water in one long gulp. So he didn’t think anything was wrong, I sipped my water. Of course I couldn’t taste anything different about the water since the drops weren’t supposed to cause and taste to occur. I looked at Barton and noticed him trying to stifle a yawn, so I knew that he got the right glass and soon I could really put my plan into action!

To Be Continued

[To-Get-Her]

Most of this part is told from Colleen's perspective!

Part Two

Colleen hesitated to drink her water until I had mine all gone, that should have sent alarms off in my mind since that was a step I loved to use on girls I brought home, But something wasn’t quite right with me, I was suddenly feeling drowsy. I felt myself swaying on the kitchen chair and almost toppled off the chair onto the floor. My eyes started to get heavy  and I was having trouble keeping them open!

I tried to speak by my words were slurred, as if I had just suffered a stroke of some kind. And what I couldn’t understand Colleen just sat there with a smile on her face watching me flounder around, never offering me any kind of help. I went to say something but then everything went black!

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I don’t know how but I managed to keep the excitement off my face as Barton was obviously succumbing to the knockout drops. First it was his coordination trying to sit in the chair then slurred speech and finally his eyelids drooping as if he was fighting sleep.

I knew that it was just a matter of time before he succumbed to the drops. I held my breath just waiting for that moment. Then he just flopped to the floor as if all the invisible strings holding him up in this world were severed. I grinned at first but when I went to Barton and tried to get him up, my girn went to a strained expression, fuck he weighed a fucking ton. It was all I could do to get a hold of his arms and begin to drag him by his heels out of the kitchen.

Of course it was a miscalculation that he didn’t have a regular sofa in the living room and that his fucking bedroom was at the top of a twelve staircase. Fuck it took almost a half hour to drag his knocked out ass up the stairs, I had to bruise the shit out of his lower back by hitting it hard against the front of each stair.

Finally I got him up the stairs where I left him lying on the landing as I went in search of his bedroom.
The second door on the left side of the opening to the stairs was his room, with a king-size bed and a closet containing ties and a surprising amount of ropes and chains. Going back out to Barton, I got his arms up and dragged him into the bedroom. With his arms on the mattress I tried to pick up the top half of his torso. But all I managed to do was get his hands to slide off the mattress and take the rest of his top half crashing onto the floor.

“Fuck!”

I left him there and went back to the closet to see if he had anything that I could use to drag him across the mattress then turn his body around to secure him to the mattress. Just to the right of the door was a sling like contraption that was used to pick up  people with mobility issues. Now why the fuck would an asshole have such a device?

I wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth, taking the contraption, working it under Barton, I got him up onto the bed and used chains from his closet to bind him to the bedframe after stripping his clothes off.
I had to say Barton shocked the hell out of me by possessing a cock that was at least five inches from tip to the emerging skin of his crotch.  His crotch was shaved and I couldn’t help but wrap my fingers around his flaccid cock and tried to stimulate it into hardening.

After five minutes or more I saw the amazing transformation from flaccid to a long hard pole.  His wasn’t the longest I had ever seen before but it was wider in girth than most of the previous guys I took. Just looking at it made me question if it tasted any different from all the other cocks I sucked before. My curiosity got the better of me and I just had to lean over his cock and take a little taste of its tip.

I had to say the tip was with sending my tongue over it. And that was when I began wondering if all i]of it tasted like the tip did? I looked at his face and saw no indications that he was coming out of the effects of the drops, so I took as much of his cock into my mouth as possible. My tongue went down one side and up the other and I had to say that he was differently better tasting than some of the cocks I sucked before. In fact I usually minded sucking cock but I was more than willing to suck this one.

So the next few minutes found me between his spread legs, my mouth traversing up and down his shaft, totally unaware that Barton has come to some kind of consciousness. Only when he groaned in pleasure did I realize that he was semi back to reality.

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I came back to a weird time! My eyes felt like it was covered in a sand like substance, As if I was just waking up from a damn long sleep. I tried opening my eyes one at a time but things I saw made me think that I was either still partially sleeping or that I was hallucinating.

Even before I got my eyes fully open, I felt a weird sensation between my legs and I tried to focus on that. It felt like something warm and wet was moving up and down my cock but that was impossible. Opening my eyes and getting both finally focused, I gasped in a combination of both surprise and pleasure as a head was moving up and down on my hard cock.

I had no idea who was sucking me off but I began to wish I could get a hold of her head to prevent her from stopping. That was when I realized that I couldn’t move my arms or legs and what was truly going on! I was basically being orally raped by the person i brought home to rape.

Suddenly the pleasure I was feeling turned into something so filthy  and disgusting that I threw up in my mouth and all over my chin and neck. That was when I just wanted everything to be over!

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I don’t know what made my look at his eyes but I did and just continued to suck his cock. At first he couldn’t really tell what was going on but in time I knew that would change. As he became coherent with what was happening, I saw the muscles in his throat move, then a liquid came from his lips all over his chin and neck.

So now he knew what A female felt when a cock expelled a load of cum in our throats! For some reason I started smiling at him and decided to ask the obvious.

“What didn’t you like me sucking you off?”

To Be Continued