Stories of Men Kidnapped by Women

   Donald Sanderson met Judith Colbert when he came home for the summer after his freshman year at the University of Wisconsin at Madison. Judith had recently moved into his neighborhood and became a friend of Donald’s mother.

   At 38 Judith was 19 years older then Donald. He did not show much interest in her but she became quickly intrigued in him. One day when his mother was at work Judith came over to the house and asked Donald if he could come over to her house and help her move some furniture around. He went over with her to her house and helped her move her rearrange her living room. Between the furniture and the perfume that she was wearing tired him out a little.

   “Thank you very much, Donald,” Judith said. “I could not have done this by myself.”

   “Oh that’s okay Mrs. Colbert,” Donald said.

   “Would you like a lemonade?” Judith said.

   “Thank you,” Donald said. “That would be great.”

   “Have a seat on the couch,” Judith said. “I’ll go get us the lemonade.”

   Judith went into the kitchen and came back a few minutes later, handed Donald his glass of lemonade and sat down next to him. Her perfume now totally overwhelmed him and he soon felt himself growing drowsy. Then he fell asleep.

   When Donald awoke, he found naked, sprawled out and tied with scarves to a bed.

   “What the fuck,” Donald said.

   Donald pulled at his silken restraints but they only got tighter.

   “Hey anybody here,” Donald cried out.

   Donald saw the bedroom door open and Judith walked in.

   “I am, baby,” Judith said cheerily. “Welcome back, sleepyhead.”

   Judith walked over to the bed and sat down on it next to Donald.

   “What the fuck is going on?” Donald demanded.

   Judith ran her fingers along Donald’s stomach making him squirm and giggle.

   “Well, you seem to be a ticklish boy,” Judith smiled. “How wonderful.”

   Judith’s blue eyes sparkled with merriment as she surveyed Donald who was young enough to be her son. It was obvious to him that she was delighting in thoughts of what she was going to do to him.

   “Let me go,” Donald demanded.

   Donald began tickling Donald’s underarms armpits driving him wild

with laughter.

   “Please stop,” Donald gasped.

   “Sorry, no can do, baby,” Judith said.

   Judith attacked Donald’s ribs with her fingers as he howled with fear and laughter. She began stroking his balls with her beautifully soft fingers, skillfully covering his balls with tickling strokes that drove him wild. She also tickled his cock devilishly, making him shriek with hysterical laughter.

   When she was done tickling Donald she straddled his chest and clamped her hand over his mouth before he could get his breath back and yell. She looked him in the eyes.

   “Some of my lady friends are going to join us, baby,” Judith said. “And we’re going to have the most delicious fun with you. We’re all proficient in the delightful art of loving young boys and now we’re going to use our skills on you.”

   “Mmmmmmppppphhhhhh,” Donald screamed into Judith’s palm.

   The delight in Judith’s voice sent a tingle of fear through Donald’s body.

   “Just think, baby,” Judith said. “Think about our hands, mouths and tongues all over your body at once. And by real experts.”

   “Mmmmmmpppphhhh,” Donald said.

   “You see,” Judith explained. “We’re all older married women who have had years of practice with our husbands. But they can no longer satisfy us. We have exhausted them and they are no longer fun.”

   Judith’s words truly frightened Donald. She noticed the fear in his eyes.

   “Don’t worry, dear,” Judith said. “We’re not going to hurt. Just lay back and enjoy it.”

   Judith reached down and picked up a pair of panties. She looked him directly in the eyes.

   “Now I’m going to take my hand off of your mouth,” Judith said in a sexy but no nonsense voice. “You will not scream but you will open your mouth so I can gag you with these panties. Oh and don’t worry they have never been worn before I bought just for your mouth.”

   Judith took her hand off of Donald’s mouth.

   “Open your mouth,” Judith said.

   Donald shook his head no. Judith shook her head.

   “What am I going to do with you?” Judith asked. “I know.”

   Judith smiled and pinched Donald’s nose. Donald suddenly couldn’t breathe but he still refused to open his mouth instead he shook his head violently back and forth trying to dislodge Judith’s fingers pinching his nose shut. After a few seconds he had to get air and he finally opened his mouth. Before he could yell Judith shoved the panties in his mouth.

   “Good boy,” Judith said. “I knew you would finally give in.”

   Judith tousled Donald’s brown hair, leaned down and kissed him on the forehead leaving a lipstick image of her lips on his forehead. She then tied a scarf around his head securing the panties in his mouth and got off of him.

   “Now I’m going to go downstairs and get my girlfriends,” Judith said. “They’re been waiting to meet you. So don’t go anywhere.”

   Judith smiled wickedly at Donald and left the bedroom.

   About ten minutes later Judith came back into the bedroom with six other beautiful older women smiling at Donald impishly.

   “Ladies,” Judith said. “This is our toy boy, Donald. Isn’t he cute?” 

   The women nodded and giggled in agreement.

   “Would you like to have some fun with him?” Judith asked.

   “Oh yes,” they exclaimed together.

   “Well, ladies,” Judith smiled. “I’ve discovered that our boy here is ticklish. Isn’t that intriguing?”

   Judith looked at Donald.

   “You know, Donald,” Judith said. “You should be very careful,

especially about helping older women move furniture around. Otherwise, you might fall into the hands of some mischievous, beautiful, boy hungry cougars who’ll kidnap you and then sexually use and tease and tickle you, without mercy.”

   The women eagerly took positions around the bed. Their eyes gleefully aglow as they looked at the bound and gagged 18 year old boy before them. They took dark pleasure in having him naked and helpless.

   “Donald,” Judith said. “I want you to meet Anna, Debbi, Susan, Louise, Karen and Carol.”

   “Mmmmmmmppppphhhhhhh,” Donald screamed into his panty gag.

   “Take his panty gag out, Judy,” Susan said. “Let the poor boy talk.”

   “He’ll only yell and scream,” Judith said.

   “There are seven of us and one of him,” Debbi said. “We can shut him up quickly if he starts to yell.”

   Judith removed Donald’s panty gag.

   “Let me go, you bitches,” Donald demanded. “Hahahahahaha------“

   Debbi started tickling Donald’s ribs vigorously and he began howling with laughter and struggling vainly against his silken restraints. When Debbi stopped Louise began tickling his underarms, making laugh raucously, much to the women’s delight.

   “No stop,” Donald squealed. “Please.”

   “Why, sweetie, don’t you like being tickled?” Louise asked.

   Karen began devilishly stroking Donald’s cock making him squirm.

   “Squirm and suffer, you poor boy,” Karen taunted him.

   Anna and Susan positioned themselves on either side of the bed and began running their fingers around Donald’s nipples. He went wild, screaming with riotous laughter. Tears streamed down his face and he laughed louder and longer than ever before in his life. Then they stopped to let him rest.

   The women left the bedroom and returned ten minutes later.

   The seven women surrounded the bed and started running their hands all over Donald’s body. He was suffering true sensual torture at the hands of these seven older women who were well versed in the art of teasing a man and were intent upon tormenting and humiliating him.

   “Stop,” Donald screamed. “I can’t take much more.”

   The bed shook with the vibrations of Donald’s body trying to break free from his silken restraints. The women were sinfully delighted and pressed on. They enjoyed, not only his begging but also his wriggling,

Writhing and squirming in response to their merciless touching and tickling.

   “Look at him,” Carol said.

   “And listen to him howl,” Karen giggled.

   The women paused briefly.

   “Oh, ladies, please stop,” Donald pleaded. “This is so humiliating.”

   “It’s supposed to be, you silly boy,” Judith said.

   “It seems that teasing him reduces him to the level of a little baby,” Susan said. “Something that he finds terribly embarrassing. Isn’t that so, little baby?”

   “Speaking of which,” Anna smiled. “Isn’t it humiliating to be so vulnerable to a gang of women old enough to be your mother?”

   Donald blushed and by now his cock was quite aroused, much to the women’s delight.

   “My, what’s going on down here?” Judith asked.

   Judith fingered Donald hard cock.

   “Baby,” Judith teased. “How does it feel to be held captive and used by older, experienced women. We are having so much fun with you.”

   Judith began to skillfully and gently massage Donald’s balls driving him wild.

   “My goodness, baby,” Judith said. “How very your balls are.”

   “Stop it,” Donald screamed.

   Donald’s screaming and writhing simply delighted the seven older women.

   Then Judith resumed stroking Donald’s cock devilishly.

   “Oh my God,” Donald shrieked.

   Donald’s body squirmed vigorously.

   Judith stepped aside to let the other women take turns playing with Donald’s cock and balls. Which they did expertly and with glee. Their faces reflected cruel merriment as they took care not to let him come. They made him keep it in, which made is ordeal doubly maddening.

   Finally, they stopped and Donald lay exhausted from his ordeal, while they stood above him, smiling heartlessly. His eyes flitted pleadingly among them. The seven women regarded him with wicked satisfaction, delighted by his exhaustion and humiliation.

   “This is the way we like you, baby,” Carol taunted.

   Donald moaned.

   “Isn’t it fun turning a young boy into nothing more then a sex toy?” Judith asked.”

   The other women agreed wholeheartedly. Then they all began to run their hands all over Donald’s body again driving him to new levels of insane sensuality. Their nimble fingers met all his most sensitive spots without mercy, playfully and truly sadistic and he screamed hysterically.

   “Ladies, please,” Donald pleaded. “Have mercy. I can’t stand it. I can’t take anymore.”

   “Do you hear that, ladies?” Debbi giggled. “He can’t take anymore. How delightful.”

   The women laughed heartily as Donald suffered the most maddening sensual sensations imaginable. They penetrated his body like electric currents.

   Finally, and most humiliatingly, Donald’s cock exploded in Anna’s hand. The women smiled in amusement, but he was dreadfully embarrassed.

   “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh,” Donald cried out.