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Ordeal : Mirror Image - 12

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Well, as it turned out there were actually three packages.

One large, one medium, and one small

But she was right about the grief the contents of those packages would cause her

.And the fact that Harper was so pleased and excited to receive them, told the observant naked Black General that it would be a lot of grief.

 Even though the room was warm the handcuffed ball gagged nude Black officer shivered in apprehension. “I’ve got a very bad feeling about this “. She thought.

Roberta noted that all three packages were emblazoned with the logo of a well known private parcel delivery service.

“If UPS knows about this place, then it can not be all that much of secret “Fortress of Doom” type hide out “the brave Black woman thought fully observed, even as she fearfully considered what was in store for her.

Harper, on the other hand was as happy as a little boy on Christmas morning. Going over to a table near the open changing cubicles and some distance away from his chained up prize he set down his packages and carefully opened each one.

Roberta shifted her position and leaned forward, trying to learn just what was in those damn boxes that so delighted the %$^&$ creep. But he stood with her back to her so she had no luck there. All she had to go on was the gleeful commentary as Harper opened each box and examined the contents.

“It’s perfect. A mirror image of the real thing”, the scarred thug gleefully remarked after opening the first package.

(“I shudder to think what that “real thing “is” Roberta thought. “And I am not looking forward to finding out.)

 The contents of the second package made him even happier.” Awesome! You can’t tell it from the original” .He briefly held up a dark circular object and called out “You are going to just love this unit, “Sugar Nipples.”

(“I’m sure I won’t “the naked ball gagged hand cuffed hung up Black General grimly observed.) She had been unable to positively identify the object in question, though she did get an impression which left her with a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.

” Please, God let me be wrong about this one “she prayed.

“Oh this is just perfect” Harper joyfully intoned as he examined the contents of the final package. They got all the details and fine points perfect, just the way I wanted them”.

Watching intently Roberta caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a long sleeve, military green in color, though she should not identify the garment.

“Has this slime bag special ordered some kind of custom made uniform for me?” the brave bare-assed beleaguered Black officer wondered.

“I’m sure I will find out soon enough “Roberta thought as she sought to prepare herself mentally, for the next installment of her ordeal.

“Bring it on” she thought defiantly, though there was more than a little desperation in her heart as well.

 Harper unaware of his captive’s inner conflict   was taking a long look at the new arrivals “This all cost me a fortune but it is worth every cent. I am going to have so much fun with it all, he said.

Roberta continued to watch and after a moment he turned and approached her, a broad smile on his face and a real spring in his step.

“Time to get this show on the road” Ex- Major Melons “  he called out  as he picked up a  towel off  a near by table. (Thankfully clean “noted Roberta) and proceeded to dry off the hand cuffed hanging helpless nude Black heroine. She noted that this time his touch was firm and efficient, if perhaps a bit hurried, like he was in a hurry to move along (“But he did take the time to pinch my nipples” Roberta grimly observed.)

That task completed, Harper tossed the towel aside. Then, moving with purpose he stepped behind his prize and after unbuckling the strap removed the massive silver ball gag and replaced in his left lower patch pocket.

“At last” Roberta thought, as she breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have that invasive monster out of her mouth at last. She just barely stopped herself from saying “Thank you” (“ Remember  Roberta you are not a slave “) the valiant , though stripped and helpless Black officer  told herself   as she worked her jaw ,intent on relieving the stiffness .

A metallic click at the back of her neck  told Roberta  that Harper had re attached the chain to that Damn collar (“ I must never think of it as mine” ) she told herself  and then thought (“It looks like we are getting ready to move “).

Her speculations were confirmed when she felt her tormentors rough calloused hands on her flanks, lifting her up and off the hook.

Setting his prize down the scarred thug took hold of the chain right at the point of attachment and leaning forward, whispered in her ear.

“All right Ex -General Jugs “, time to move out. Quick march!”

He then forced his captive to walk (on unsteady legs) in front of him  towards the table where he had opened those mysterious packages   Approaching the table Roberta saw the packages but no sign of their contents “ He must have repackaged them “ she thought ,  and concluded that “ He must want to surprise me “ and sourly observed. “Trust that juvenile %$^&# sleaze bag to want to show off”. She also noted a single small key on a ring near the piled packages. “I wonder what he has in  mind?”

“AAIEE”

The shock of a sharp pinch on her fleshy wobbling right ass cheek brought Roberta back to the “here and now” A command from her captor to” pick up the pace” immediately fallowed, though even as he issued this order the scarred thug slowed down and pulled back on the chain nearly throttling his captive.

(“Oh Christ It’s this game again “ )Roberta thought (“The #$@^%& creep gives me an order and makes it impossible for me to comply. Then he punishes me for my failure”) None the less she did her best to move faster, nearly choking herself in the process.

AHH!

 OHH!

UGHH!

Mean while Harper gleefully carried on alternately pinching a cheek at every step and continuing to ordered the helpless nude handcuffed Black heroine to “Get a move on”

Beyond her exclamations of pain (which she did her best to stifle) Roberta kept silent, determined not to respond to her tormentor’s provocation.

Harper meanwhile was distinctly annoyed at the silence. He was expecting (and looking forward to) to hearing his prize beg and plead for him to stop abusing her ass. As Roberta had correctly surmised this was another tactic to grind her down and humiliate her. – Give her an order and make it impossible for her obey then punish her for her “failure “ His intent was to create a sense of helplessness  in her  mind  and heart and spirit and  force  her  to the terrible conclusion  that she had no control over  what happened to her and  that He, Harper  was in total  control  and was in fact her master and that she was his property

Plus, he really wanted to her “his fat assed big titted sweet lipped Black bitch beg and plead. And so he decided to “turn up the heat “

AHHHIIEEE!

Pulling back hard on the chain, he forced Roberta to a complete stop as at same time he rammed the full length of the index finger of his right hand straight up her tight ass hole.

Caught totally by surprise by this vile tactic Roberta shrieked in pain and outrage at this new invasion of her person and personal sovereignty. 

“Please, Please Stop No More “she pleaded, responding reflexively to this awful violation.

Smiling broadly, the vile thug leaned forward and whispered in his captive’s ear” Made you beg, Bitch”    and withdrew his  finger and let Roberta proceed. (But he did take the opportunity to stick his tongue in her ear which elicited a shudder of disgust from his captive).

Devastated by what she considered to be her shameful response Roberta moved as fast as she could to her destination, silently reminding herself of her vow to not let Harper actions demoralize her.  She told herself that she needed to remain sharp and strong and always be on the look out for a   way to escape and save “her girls” and the country from this whole wicked and insane plot. But she also sadly acknowledged that  it was just so very hard to deal with constant insults and humiliations and degradations and still stay strong.

Arriving at the their destination, Harper pulled back hard on the chain, again nearly choking the bare beleaguered busty Black heroine , forcing her to  a  complete halt.

“All right now Sweet Lips reach down and pick up the key and unlock your hand cuffs.” the scarred thug ordered, speaking in cold hard voice. “And do not try any thing “He added pulling up on the chain and nearly strangling his captive.

 AGGUAH !

 Roberta gasped and choked and   nodded  

“I Won’t, Sir .I Promise “she replied as Harper slacked off on the chain. Head bowed she reached down and picked up the key

“Keep a firm grip on that key” .Harper warned her.” If you drop it you will not be allowed to kneel down to pick it up.  You will have to bend over at the waist and show off that fine fat ass. And I do not think I will be able to stop myself from ramming my fist up your tight little asshole.

“Yes Sir, I will be careful”.  Roberta replied in a quiet voice, taking her tormentor at his word.(“That is exactly what the $%#&  creep would do “ she thought )

She moved carefully and deliberately, not wanting to give the perverted brute an opportunity to so spectacularly and viciously violate her. It took a couple of attempts (and once she almost dropped the key) but eventually she got the cuffs unlocked and off her wrists.

“Well done Chubby Tits.  Now   set down the cuffs and step along and open up the big box” Harper ordered.

Roberta moved to comply. As she stepped towards the pile of boxes she noted that Harper had immediately picked up the cuffs almost as soon as she had set them down and slipped them into one of his patch pockets The brave bare busty Black officer was sorry to see them go for she was hoping to snatch them up and use them as a weapon (a flail or a impromptu set of brass knuckles) against her tormentor. (“Damn”. “She thought “Why can’t I ever catch a break?”)

Arriving at the boxes, Roberta opened the big one as instructed and looked in .At first she could not identify what she was looking at. It was some sort of garment, like a coat which opened at the back It had long sleeves and appeared to be made of a stiff looking fabric, military green in color. There was also a vertical line of buckles and straps running up the back on either side of the opening.

 Then, there was a shock of recognition (“OH NO”) as the awful realization dawned over her

. It was a Straight Jacket!

He intended to put her in a Straight Jacket!

“Was there no limit to this monster’s perversity?”

Roberta was aghast, but before she could protest or other wise respond the valiant voluptuous nude heroine heard a metallic click and the crackle of electricity, coming from directly behind her, right at the back of her head. She stood stone still and remained silent, (and resolved to stay that way until she had a better idea as to what was going on). She did not have to wait long.

Harper leaned in close and in a low cold cruel tone whispered her right ear.

“Just so you know” Ex General Big Tits “, I’ve got a modified “controlled electrical discharge device (“a cattle prod” thought Roberta) pointed right at the base of your skull. If you give me any lip or try any thing   I  pull the trigger and it will  deliver a 100 volt charge right at the base of your  skull straight to your brain. It won’t kill you but it will hurt like hell and leave you disoriented and highly suggestible for about 35 minutes. Now that is fine with me but since I am such a generous master I thought I would give you a choice “.

 Robert knew she had no choice

“I must keep my wits about me so I can take advantage of any opportunity that might arise. I can not risk being shocked and having my brains scrambled, even temporarily. I must summit.”

“I will give no trouble Sir “Roberta replied in a quiet voice. “I will do exactly as you command.

“That’s my good little slut –slave “responded Harper in his familiar jovial tone. I knew you would soon accept your new and permanent status as my property and plaything”

 (“NEVER! “) Roberta mentally shouted, though outwardly she gave no sign of her desperate and hopeless defiance.

Now, “Thunder Tits” Put on the jacket “Harper directed.” It was designed and custom made just to for you”.

“Lucky me “thought Roberta sullenly thoughshe replied “Yes sir, Thank you sir” in that same quite tone. The brave bare Black women had decided that a subservient demeanor would serve her best right now, though she hated behaving in this way.

“But “she reminded herself “This is not about me”

Picking up the garment she noted the long sleeves, each ending with what looked like a narrow fingerless leather glove with a strap and buckle respectively sewed securely at the end point. Unhappily since, she had no choice the beleaguered back officer slid her arms in to the sleeves, noting that it was comfortably snug fit. Then as she awkwardly pulled the jacket up over her shoulders Roberta saw , to her dismay that the upper front portion   of this perverse garment was missing , leaving her chest ( and her heavy voluptuous breasts)  completely uncovered.

“Oh Christ” Roberta mentally cursed “This damn thing puts my boobs “front and center” on full display. But before she could protest, her owner - (NOOO! Never use that word in reference to this creep” she desperately told herself) – ordered his prize to “fold your arms in front, just under those big Black juicy jiggly jugs”

“Yes Sir “ Roberta replied quietly as complied , thinking that now at last she might have a chance to strike back. Guessing( correctly ) that Harper was about to strap and  secure  the sleeves  of the jacket and reasoning ( again correctly) that he would need both hands free to do so and  would there fore have to set down  his little : shock stik” down , she would be a more even footing with this @#&^*% “ slime – bag “ “Without him having  any weapons I have a better than even chance of taking him down . The creep thinks I have given up. He won’t be expecting me to make a move”.

She waited, poised to spin around and ram her knee into his crotch, busting his balls and butt her head into his face, breaking his nose .Over whelmed by the speed and fury of her counter attack   and the resulting pain the brutish bully would stagger backwards. “Then I will knock him down and “stomp a mud hole in his ass”. Then I will get out of this damn jacket and use his cell phone to call in the team and together my girls and I can clean out this hell hole and put a stop a stop this whole insane scheme.  And then I will settle accounts with that crazy bitch “Dr.”Patricia Pertorious”.

But she never got the chance.

 Even as Harper reached down and pulled the long sleeves behind her back and began to thread the strap through the buckle   Roberta could still hear the crackle of electricity  and detect the smell of ozone , certain indicators  that  the device was still  “active “  and poised to strike

“He must be holding the damn thing in his mouth” Roberta bitterly and correctly concluded.” I wish he would choke on it. “

Harper meanwhile moved like a man with a purpose. Threading the strap through the buckle, He pulled it tight, pinning Roberta‘s arms to her sides and leaving her effectively helpless. Satisfied, that his prize was secure Harper removed the “shocker “from his mouth, turned it off and replaced in his left lower patch pocket. Then the scarred thug set to work tightening all six of the jacket’s straps, starting at the neck and working all the way down

 Roberta, suspecting that she would be in the jacket for some time, twisted and squirmed trying to get her self into as comfortable a position as possible.  As the restraining garment tightened around her, the valiant voluptuous soldier noted that it fit her like a second skin, matching the contours of her body perfectly. Again  she unhappily noted that ,  in order for such a garment to be created  this  %$^&$ creep would had to have  had complete access to  all her  intimate   and personal details , which   was more proof  that the security of  the FEM Force H Q  was truly compromised . And if they can get into FFHQ then “these freaks can go anywhere in the entire Military or even the Government and see or take what ever they want.” She again concluded.” I have to put a stop to this “But then she   sadly admitted to herself” Though right at this moment, I am bare- assed and trussed up in a straight –jacket that puts my boobs out on full display, front and center, so I do not have much chance of making that happen” she ruefully but realistically admitted to her self

.” But I dare give up “she grimly told herself.

“You’re awfully quiet Ex – General Mega Melons” the scarred thug observed as he carried on cinching the straps tight.

“What do you want me to say, Sir “responded Roberta in quiet voice not wanting to provoke her captor and more importantly (to her) she did not want to give the slime bag the satisfaction of hearing her protest or complain or beg (“And no matter what you do or say I am still a General”) she added under her breath.

Harper did not reply. Instead he carried on  and as he tightened the straps he smiled Interpreting his prize’s mild  and passive response of further evidence  of her acceptance of her  helplessness and  hopelessness  he congratulated himself “ I an winning, just like I knew I would . That big titted bimbo is running out of the strength and courage to resist .I am going to have such fun with her “He gleefully concluded, think about all the humiliations and torments and abuse and violations (mental, physical and spiritual) he had in store for her

 Mean while, reflecting on her immediate situation, Roberta noted a long strap which ran down the length of the garment, starting at the stiff uncomfortable collar and dangling down between her legs, bisecting the open area of the straight jacket 

“Between this strap and my folded arms, my boobs are perfectly framed “she bitterly observed “I’ll bet that is exactly what the #$#%^&% creep had in mind “

The observant officer deduced that this was the “crotch strap”. Its purpose was to prevent her from slipping the restrictive garment off, over her head and would be pulled up and buckled behind her back.

Realizing that Harper would soon be pulling up  that strap up hard between her legs and would also  no doubt , also be making salacious and vulgar comments as he did so , Roberta mentally prepared herself  for what she thought was coming.

She was not ready for what actually happened.

“This will liven you up” the scarred thug maliciously smirked as he pulled hard in the strap.

Roberta gasped in shock and dismay as a ridge of stiff projections, set in the center of the inside surface of the strap  right in line with her cunt  strategically located exactly above her clit ,slid between her plump pussy lips and rubbed up against her most intimate and precious  womanly treasure. The valiant but beleaguered busty Black heroine shuddered at this unexpected assault as she was reminded of the similarly placed big knot in the crotch rope that had so tormented and humiliated her during that terrible time in the holding cell. (She involuntarily trembled at the memory of the time she had spent frog tied, ring gagged, crotch roped, and tit tied.) But where as the knot had been hard and coarse- like a fist- these projections were soft and firm – like tiny fingers.

Rather than immediately  buckle the strap behind her back and completely secure his busty Black captive in the restraining garment  Harper continued  slowly tug on the strap causing those invasive projections to  rub on her clit , as he explained in faux  friendly conversational tone that the stiff  ‘fingers” of the “ Clitoral Stimulator attachment” had all been coated with a thick layer of a soft flexible silicon  compound called “cyber skin” and was  designed to simulate actual human flesh  “ Like my thick finger or my big cock “ he added coarsely.

As Roberta sought to deal with this latest outrage  upon her person and  her dignity, Harper further explained  that the inside surface of the crotch strap had been designed and built to accommodate a whole series of custom made  “attachments  intended to “ fill and fuck  both your hot and  hungry love holes”.

Even as Roberta shuddered at these disturbing revelations, the trussed up Black titian found that she was actually enjoying touch of these invading projections .Their contact with her juicy clit   was gentle and caressing and felt pleasant and comforting., (Just like a lover’s touch).It was the best that she had felt since this whole hellish ordeal had begun .And she found herself wishing they would continue, wanting to take refuge in these pleasant feelings and block out the pain  and humiliation that was now defining her existence

A warm feeling was building in the core of her sex and she could feel her pussy begin to “lube up”

Angrily she thrust those desires aside and mentally admonished herself.

“Dam you Roberta, get a hold of yourself. This %^$&* strait jacket is practically raping you and you want it to go on? Are you that weak? NOOO! You are better and stronger than that. Everyone is depending on you. So get your head back in the game.”

But the exposed ebony Amazon knew that no amount of will power wound stave off these urges indefinitely .In a very short while she would  loudly climax and copiously cum  There was no way she could allow herself to put on a show like that for her perverted captor .   She knew she needed to do something to make the filthy%^$*$ slime bag stop tugging on the strap. After a moment’s consideration Roberta came up with a bold plan of action.

 In her now familiar quiet tone (but now with a hint of boredom in her voice) she asked “Can we please just get on with it, Sir?” with a slightly sarcastic inflection on the last word.

Harper was some what taken aback at this statement. Then he smiled. (“So my sweet juicy slut –slave still has a bit of fire left in her?”) He thought (Well, that’s all right I will just have that much more fun bringing her to heel”)

 The scarred thug responded in a quiet voice “Ahhh, so you are anxious to learn what else I have in store for you?  Well I am happy to oblige “

Roberta wondered if she might have inadvertently made things worse for herself, by speaking out, for she knew from bitter experience that soft tone of voice her captor was using, signaled that she had made him angry and now since that crazy bitch Pretorious was out of the picture he could do whatever he wanted to her in response. But the  brave bare breasted Black champion reminded herself  that the &^*%$% scum bucket could do whatever he wanted  to her any way and at least now  he had stopped tugging on that damn crotch strap .  And she did take a measure of comfort from that small victory.

But the moment did last long.

 Letting go of the strap Harper reached down into his lower right patch pocket and withdrew a   small squat plastic wrapped tapered cylindrical cone with a bulbous end. Pale white in color and made of a hard dense plastic with an oblong base. It was a Butt Plug

 Peeling off the wrapping he then  slid the base of the plug into a similarly shaped  fitting set on the inner surface of the strap , designed to hold it ( or any  one of the other custom made attachments  Harper had mentioned earlier ) firm and fast.  Then the scarred thug took hold of the end of the strap and pulled up slowly and steadily

Roberta   gasped and then shrieked, caught totally by surprise as the anal invader   parted    her fleshy butt cheeks and passed through the constricting ring of her sphincter muscle and slide up her back passage.

“AAIIEEEE ! What the hell?” Roberta cursed her tormentor. This was just too much. Given all that she had endured being “boned up the ass” like this was the last straw.  She could not passively accept this latest degradation “The outraged Black Amazon was compelled to re act. “You sick freak. Take that damn thing out of   my ass right now or I swear I will….. Acck. Gaugh.

Shocked at this violation Roberta was about to turn around and confront her tormentor.” I swear I will bite his face off “She thought.

But  immediately after  buckling up the crotch  strap and pulling it tight , thus driving the “stimulator ” and the “plug “ even more humiliatingly deeper inside his prize , Harper, anticipating his play things reaction, quickly  took hold of the chain and  pulled and pulled up hard  and lifted Roberta up onto her tip toes , nearly strangling her. As the beleaguered bare breasted Back officer choked and wheezed and struggled helplessly at the end of the chain, the sadistic thug leaned forward and whispered in her ear

 “You wanted me to get on with it and so I am obliging.  You certainly are a lucky little slut – slave to such an accommodating owner.” Then (as before) he stuck his tongue in her ear and then began to lick her face.

NNNN! PLEETH OOOO! Roberta whimpered and moaned at this (now familiar) assault but the choking collar prevented her from making any coherent response. Her head began to spin and a roaring sound filled her ears. The valiant Black champion feared she was about to pass out – perhaps permanently.  Her mind tumbled into despair.

“I am being “turned on “and ass raped and choked and licked “She thought “.This monster is using me like a toy”.” I am truly in Hell.”. “It can not get any worse than this.”

But the brave, beaten down and bare assed Black woman was about to learn otherwise.


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