Wasp 01: Captured and Submission - Sex Stories

Wasp 01: Captured and Submission

... with a collection route when he was 13 years old. Working for Paulie the puncher. By the time he was 15 he was one of Paulies enforcers. Then the war came. Most of the men got drafted or left the country to join the other side. The families were on both sides of the war.

This left a big void in the rackets. Big Don started taking other collection routes and adding guys to collect for him. One of the generals felt Big Don was getting too big too fast. That man is wearing concrete shoes in the ocean. By 22 years old he had prostitution, drugs, some burglary, and most of the north of the city under his protection.

For his 30th birthday he was going to have 4 Amazonian women to mother his children. The boys would be bigger, stronger, and faster than their counterparts and they could take the whole country. The lead henchman came in just as he was thinking about it.

"It was easy boss. From now on all my men carry tasers with darts on jobs. We shot them and just like Dynamo said, they went down and twitched unconscious. The three are down with the nurses now. Do you need anything else?" the lead asked.

"I am sure your guys are worked up after handling those Amazonian tits. Take them down to Madelaine's and get them all laid on me." Big Don said. "None of them fucked my girls, did they?"

"No Boss, they all know that would have gotten them a bullet in the skull." Lead answered.

"Don't lie to me and say those tits weren't mauled well though." Big Don joked.

"You ...

... can bet they copped their feels at every opportunity." Lead said. Turned and closed the door as he left.

Don rode the elevator to the lowest floor in the mansion. It was a series of rooms, cells, an infirmary and one half of the acre sized floor was a BDSM playroom.

He knew the girls started in the infirmary getting checked out by his personal doctor. The three were now being fitted into their isolation boxes. The next 72 hours they would be in personal isolation.

Each one of the boxes looked like a coffin leaned against the wall at a 70-degree angle. Each woman was already in her box. A catheter tube ran out of each of their urethras and down through the bottom of the box. As did a rectal tube that Big Don knew was held in with an internal and external balloon system but allowed any semi solids to exit.

Each wore a head harness with a VR headset over their eyes and plugs secured inside of the ear canals. Their mouths were currently being stuffed with a combination gag and feeding tube. It had two tubes off the back. One went down the trachea the other down the esophagus.

The one in the trachea exited out the box and up to a set of filter and air purifiers. Gasses could also be introduced to increase the occupant's experience. The one down to the stomach had an attachment to put food bags that would drain into the stomach for nourishment.

Big Don first fondled Flex's freshly shorn vagina. Her jet-black hair was in the standard heroine ponytail. Then Wasp's ...