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Jessica's Conversion
edited by Carrie
Part 1
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, me
six months will pass very quickly. The company is advancing me ten thousand dollars to tide you
over until I the 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
me 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 the 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 head 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, her 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 of the other men held her
tightly by her 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 in 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, through 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 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, lubricating her passage as the cock 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 trailed 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 the 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 pulling towards her.
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. "GOD A GUN" she quaked. She slowly opened her lips. A small
pool of white liquid sat 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 strong 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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