HOME | DD

Description
Time what is time... for someone who is has been captured again... time is prescious and valuable. But time is also a cruel and unrelenting force of nature.
Time seemed to be slowing down for Bridgett Hanson AKA the heroine Blue Bombshell, she was stripped of her powers and her nipples where just twisted painfully.
The worst part is yet to come for the heroine as she is going to be crated and shipped to a unknown location. Then she will more than likely be auctioned off as a sex slave or something like that, to some rich evil bastard or a deranged lunatic. But for now Bridgett desperately trying to replay the last few hours in her head trying to figure out what or where she could have derived as a clue that this was a trap.

She doesn't even seem to care about or notice the lack of clothing as she is being stripped. She is however doing a wonderful job of blocking out the obvious comments about her toned body from Breezy. That was until Breezy rubs around her crotch and slips her nails into her pussy. It wasn't a even a couple seconds before Bridgett feels her clit being rubbed and her concentration is shattered.

"Trying to figure out what went wrong and how you could have been better prepared for me. Oh sweet Bridgett, we have known each other far too long to well lie to one another. So I'll let you know everything while we wait" Breezy remarks as she swiftly transitions from fingering to handcuffing BB without hesitation or struggle.

"You see, ever since you came and visited me and a whole bunch of nasty rumors spread around your disappearance and then about what all I did to you. Hell even you can't really remember that can you... you just remember visiting my manor and having lunch with me correct?" Breezy states inquisitively.

Bridgett tilts her head to the side as she tries to no avail to remove the cuffs and remember anything else from that visit so long ago. "No of course I don't remember, you drugged me and altered my head. I have even seen a girl who looks like me but is a bizzaro version of me. And Breezy what is your end goal her huh? Sell me and these women for money what, you don't need the money... so what is your plan."

Breezy sighs and looks at BB before continuing. "No I didn't drug you, and I have never altered your mind nor do I have the ability to. Instead I have simply gently subtly pushed you in certain direction. In fact every single tip or clue I have given you, that you have beautiful and dutifully investigation and taken care of. Have all been people who have either been in my way or have made enemies of me. So yes while I have helped boost your career and you have put away plenty of bad people.... you have simply cleared the way for me to ascend to where I needed to be. And you were the last piece of the puzzle to clear off the board. Thou this hint wasn't a ruse or anything like that.

I have been systematically kidnapping high-profile women for years... including a mayors daughter, a business women's daughter, congress women etc. For numerous reasons but you were always going to be the last one. Thou as for what I have planned for you, well it's simple.... domestic servitude."

Meanwhile Nia, discovers that they are out of crates...of course she does however find vacbeds, straps and other things. She finds a old wooden crate but it's way too small for BB. She looks around for anything else until she finds it...a large metal locking pet cage. She grabs the forklift and picks it up chuckling to herself as she passes by a crate... that faint muffled whimpering can be heard from it. "Oh don't worry dear, we will be getting to you soon."
A dusty nameplate reads "Crate 001"

As Nia slowly makes her way back.... as Bridgett is desperate trying to come to terms of what she has just heard. "You are telling me, that you basically have been using me to take care of your petty squabbles... and I have been benefiting from it. No, I can't believe that.... you have pointed me to some serious nasty people... criminals that are above your status and abilities. But why would you use all this to hide your true criminal nature... what are you gaining from this. Nobody really has any idea that you are behind any of it, and really domestic servitude? A maid, really that seems to simple for you."

Nia arrives before Breezy responds.." Um I take it we have no crates? Or you find this to be a more humiliating fate...? What do you think huh Bridgette?
And you are right maid is to simple, pet play servitude seems more likely now!"

Nia chuckles "Well we have zero crates like we normally use.. expect for crate 001. So yes this is all..
But I didn't even think about the humiliation factor. And ah I forgot about how tone you are Bridgett!"

Nia and Breezy open up the cage and guide the fallen heroine Blue Bombshell into the large cage. Her head is the only thing not locked inside. Breezy kneels down and strokes her cheek..."don't worry ill put a cover over you... so no one will know that it's you. And the reason why I have done what I have done.... is simple. Pull off the perfect crime without any sort of outside pressure or heat. And now I'm done and get to have my fun.. !"

Breezy kisses Bridgett before standing up away.

Description
Time what is time... for someone who is has been captured again... time is prescious and valuable. But time is also a cruel and unrelenting force of nature.
Time seemed to be slowing down for Bridgett Hanson AKA the heroine Blue Bombshell, she was stripped of her powers and her nipples where just twisted painfully.
The worst part is yet to come for the heroine as she is going to be crated and shipped to a unknown location. Then she will more than likely be auctioned off as a sex slave or something like that, to some rich evil bastard or a deranged lunatic. But for now Bridgett desperately trying to replay the last few hours in her head trying to figure out what or where she could have derived as a clue that this was a trap.

She doesn't even seem to care about or notice the lack of clothing as she is being stripped. She is however doing a wonderful job of blocking out the obvious comments about her toned body from Breezy. That was until Breezy rubs around her crotch and slips her nails into her pussy. It wasn't a even a couple seconds before Bridgett feels her clit being rubbed and her concentration is shattered.

"Trying to figure out what went wrong and how you could have been better prepared for me. Oh sweet Bridgett, we have known each other far too long to well lie to one another. So I'll let you know everything while we wait" Breezy remarks as she swiftly transitions from fingering to handcuffing BB without hesitation or struggle.

"You see, ever since you came and visited me and a whole bunch of nasty rumors spread around your disappearance and then about what all I did to you. Hell even you can't really remember that can you... you just remember visiting my manor and having lunch with me correct?" Breezy states inquisitively.

Bridgett tilts her head to the side as she tries to no avail to remove the cuffs and remember anything else from that visit so long ago. "No of course I don't remember, you drugged me and altered my head. I have even seen a girl who looks like me but is a bizzaro version of me. And Breezy what is your end goal her huh? Sell me and these women for money what, you don't need the money... so what is your plan."

Breezy sighs and looks at BB before continuing. "No I didn't drug you, and I have never altered your mind nor do I have the ability to. Instead I have simply gently subtly pushed you in certain direction. In fact every single tip or clue I have given you, that you have beautiful and dutifully investigation and taken care of. Have all been people who have either been in my way or have made enemies of me. So yes while I have helped boost your career and you have put away plenty of bad people.... you have simply cleared the way for me to ascend to where I needed to be. And you were the last piece of the puzzle to clear off the board. Thou this hint wasn't a ruse or anything like that.

I have been systematically kidnapping high-profile women for years... including a mayors daughter, a business women's daughter, congress women etc. For numerous reasons but you were always going to be the last one. Thou as for what I have planned for you, well it's simple.... domestic servitude."

Meanwhile Nia, discovers that they are out of crates...of course she does however find vacbeds, straps and other things. She finds a old wooden crate but it's way too small for BB. She looks around for anything else until she finds it...a large metal locking pet cage. She grabs the forklift and picks it up chuckling to herself as she passes by a crate... that faint muffled whimpering can be heard from it. "Oh don't worry dear, we will be getting to you soon."
A dusty nameplate reads "Crate 001"

As Nia slowly makes her way back.... as Bridgett is desperate trying to come to terms of what she has just heard. "You are telling me, that you basically have been using me to take care of your petty squabbles... and I have been benefiting from it. No, I can't believe that.... you have pointed me to some serious nasty people... criminals that are above your status and abilities. But why would you use all this to hide your true criminal nature... what are you gaining from this. Nobody really has any idea that you are behind any of it, and really domestic servitude? A maid, really that seems to simple for you."

Nia arrives before Breezy responds.." Um I take it we have no crates? Or you find this to be a more humiliating fate...? What do you think huh Bridgette?
And you are right maid is to simple, pet play servitude seems more likely now!"

Nia chuckles "Well we have zero crates like we normally use.. expect for crate 001. So yes this is all..
But I didn't even think about the humiliation factor. And ah I forgot about how tone you are Bridgett!"

Nia and Breezy open up the cage and guide the fallen heroine Blue Bombshell into the large cage. Her head is the only thing not locked inside. Breezy kneels down and strokes her cheek..."don't worry ill put a cover over you... so no one will know that it's you. And the reason why I have done what I have done.... is simple. Pull off the perfect crime without any sort of outside pressure or heat. And now I'm done and get to have my fun.. !"

Breezy kisses Bridgett before standing up away.