Caught in No Man’s Land

Copyright M.C. Questgend 2017 – all rights reserved

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WARNING: This book contains material of a very explicit sexual nature and is intended for adult audiences only.  The author does not condone unsafe sexual practices. 

I had just graduated and really didn’t have a lot of time to see the country. I shipped most of my boxes home to my folks but still had a few things in my car to transport. Traveling home from college, I decided to take a more scenic route. The trip would take a few extra days, but it was worth it… in more ways than one.

I had gone through a number of small towns stopping for gas or to take a few pictures of the buildings. I was running behind schedule and it was getting late and I needed to find a place for the night. I was debating on whether to turn back and head to the small town I just left or chance it and try and get to the next small town that was about 20 miles away.
My car had other ideas.

I was pressing on when I heard a loud clicking noise from the front of the car, then the car went completely dead. I had just enough momentum to get the car to the side of the road. I used my phone and looked up a tow service in the next town and waited for them to pick me up. About an hour later, the tow truck arrived, but I was shocked at who got out.

Two beautiful women stepped out of the truck and started to get my car ready for transport into town.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, it’s been a busy night.”
One of the girls said.

“It’s okay, it’s my fault for trying to push the car too hard,” I replied.

I explained what happened as they hooked up the car. They offered to give me a ride into town, so I sat between them in the truck and felt a little out of place. No one was talking. Outnumbered, I tried to make with the small talk.

“So, what is the town like?” I asked.
“Well like any other small town, I guess.” The driver said, “People come and go.”

“Is there any place I can get something to eat and maybe stay for the night?” I asked.

“Yeah there’s a motel on the far end of town, but I think the restaurants are closed.” the other passenger replied.

The driver then said, “If you want, you can come stay with us. We live above the garage and you can grab some food and some rest. We probably won’t be able to look at the car until morning anyway.”

I loved the idea but didn’t want to be too obvious.

I said, “I don’t want to impose. I can just stay at the motel.”

“No, we insist. Besides, you probably don’t want to stay there anyway.” The driver replied.

I accepted the invitation and we continued on into town. We arrived at the garage, which was just off the highway and fairly isolated. After unhooking the car and locking up for the night, the three of us went upstairs to their apartment. I walked in and was again shocked. These beautiful women put up a strong front. Almost tomboyish, but I walked into a true chick pad, very pink, elegant, and clean. I was almost afraid to sit anywhere since I had been out in the heat and was sweaty and smelled awful. The girls didn’t skip a beat.

“Why don’t you get cleaned up and we will make you something to eat,” the driver said as she carried in my suitcase.

“Let me get that,” I replied.

As I took the case from her, I said. “I feel stupid about asking this, but I don’t even know your names.”

“It’s okay. We didn’t ask for yours either.” one of the girls replied, “I’m Amy and she’s Kristy.”

“I’m Robbie,” I said.

We exchanged pleasantries, then they whisked me off to the bathroom. When I returned I had a sandwich waiting for me on the table along with a glass of water.
I noticed the girls were nowhere to be found. I assumed they were also cleaning up. I sat at the table and ate and waited for the girls. When I was finished, the girls had still not shown themselves, so I decided to look around the apartment. Listening through the closed doors and hearing nothing, I decided to go back downstairs and see if I could find them.

I got down to the garage area and saw the car was still in the stall. I walked around the garage area to the back and noticed another door to the building.

As I approached it I started to feel dizzy.
Thinking I would be sick or worse pass out, I tried to work my way back upstairs. That is when I felt a pair of hands grab me from behind. I remember being guided through the mysterious door before I passed out.

I started to come to and had no idea where I was.
Still a bit dizzy and struggling to keep control, I noticed my hands and feet were bound. I looked around the room and realized this was no place for a man. The large dark room was decorated like a dungeon of sorts. Large iron wall hangings and medieval cuffs. I then saw Amy and Kristy come from the back.
Dressed in something out of my fantasies… Amy in a lacey outfit and Kristy in a more dominating leather outfit.

“What do we have here, Amy?” Kristy asked as the two walked towards me.

“Looks like we have a snooper,” Amy replied.

Kristy leaned down towards me and whispered, “Do you know what we do to people who invade our privacy?”

I stood completely silent.

“Answer her you whore!” Amy shouted.

“I don’t know.” I frightenedly replied.

“We turn you into one of us,” Kristy said as she moved a mirror in front of me.

I was completely shocked at how I was dressed.
Wearing a similar lingerie outfit as Amy’s. A red-laced bustier and matching crotch-less pantyhose along with black pumps. The girls had everything prepared as if they had done this before and knew I was coming. They moved a stool in front of me and Amy began applying makeup to my face.
When I tried to fight it, Kristy walked up to me and put me in my place.

“Look, you sissy whore, you will do as you are told or you will endure more pain than you can imagine,” Kristy said.

The look on her face told me not to mess around, so I stopped moving and allowed Amy to continue. After she was done with the makeup she sprayed me with some perfume and then walked behind me. She then slid a blond wig on my head. She moved back around to face me and finished fixing my hair.

“She’s ready,” Amy said.

Kristy then walked over and took a long look at me.
She then brushed aside the hair and said, “Yep, Robin’s ready.”

“Robin?” I thought to myself. What the hell was happening? Amy then walked up to me and handed me a drink of water. I should have known not to drink it, but I was so dehydrated that I needed it but I again felt very dizzy.

The two guided me out of the chair and in front of a full-length mirror. They then took pictures of me and moved me to the back of the room where I was positioned onto a bed. There, Kristy took more pictures of Amy and me in bed together. The two seemed to be having a lot of fun with me, but I was really starting to freak out, so much so that I started to make myself sick.

The two then ordered me to stand up. I struggled to stay on my feet since I was still wearing high heels. Amy took me by the hand and slowly moved me to the center of the room. There, Kristy grabbed each of my wrists and cuffed my hands high in the air. Amy sat in a chair facing me while Kristy took a leather whip to my ass from behind.

“Scream all you want, Robin,” Kristy said, “No one is going to hear you out here.”

I could feel each blow and as much as I wanted to cry out in pain, I held it in clinching my mouth together so I wouldn’t make a sound. Kristy then walked out of the room leaving me with Amy. Amy walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me.

“It will be okay Robin, “ Amy said, “She won’t be back for hours.”

Not sure what was going on, I remained silent.
Amy began to caress my body. I started to feel more relaxed – either from her touch or the drugs I had been given. She continued rubbing her hands over every part of my body all the way down to my feet.

“Does that feel better?” Amy asked.

I simply nodded in approval. Amy then knelt down in front of me and began to slide down my panties. She very gently wrapped her hands around my cock and began stroking it until I became hard.
She then began licking and sucking my cock. The feeling was overwhelming that I lost my balance a couple of times. She continued until I began to moan. She then stood up, backed up and slid her pink panties off, and came back over to me.
Giving me a kiss, she turned around quickly and bent over. Unable to use my hands she guided my rock-hard cock inside her wet pussy where she and I fucked until we came together. When she was done she turned around and began to clean me up. Just then Kristy came back into the room furious.

“You fucking whore,” She shouted.

I thought she was referring to Amy, but I was wrong.

“She belongs to me, not you,” Kristy said.

Before I could apologize, she said, “You think you can come into my home and fuck my property.”

I looked over at Amy and she was sitting in the chair in front of us with a weird smile on her face.

“Maybe you should know what it feels like,” Kristy said.

She unhooked the clamp holding my arms in the air and pulled me over a table bent over. She attached the cuffs to the legs, then cuffed my ankles to the other legs.
Amy walked over to me and knelt down again so she could look me in the face. She offered me a quick kiss and some advice.

“Don’t fight it,” she said, “It will only take longer.”

Not sure what she meant, I decided faster was better and I might actually be able to get out of this place. So I stood perfectly still – not that I could help it.
I felt another slap to my ass then my ass became very wet.

“Get ready to receive you whore,” Kristy said.

She stuck her fingers in my ass, which hurt initially, then I remembered Amy’s advice and tried to calm down. As I did, I suddenly noticed the finger penetration had stopped, I attempted to look behind me but Amy remained in front of me and held my head still focused only on her.

I then felt something being squirted on my ass and I jerked suddenly. Amy tried to calm me down, but just then Kristy slapped me on my ass and commanded me to stay still. I then felt the penetration again only this time it was a bit thicker than Kristy’s finger.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I am getting you ready to receive.” Kristy said, “Would you prefer it be rough and raw, or nice and smooth?”

I never responded and Amy continued to caress my face and keep me focused on her.

“You get away from Robin you slut.” Kristy said to Amy, “It’s your fault she is being punished.”

As I watched Amy start to play with herself, I could feel pressure coming from the inside of my ass. Kristy had pushed a plug in my ass and was pumping it up to open me up more. It was a strange sensation but became very arousing.

As scary as it was, there was a part of me that was thrilled at the role-play. I hadn’t had sex in a while and I thought any sex is better than no sex, so I tried to play along.

“Are you going to be a good sissy?” Kristy asked.

“Yes,” I responded.

“Good girl… open your mouth,” Kristy said.

I didn’t want to and resisted initially, thinking she was still being playful… but she was not playing. She grabbed a mouth gaga that forced my mouth open and buckled it behind my head. She then took Amy by the hand and moved her away from me. I heard a door close and then silence.

I remained there restrained for what seemed like hours. As I started to relax and adjust to the gaga and the plug, the door opened and I could hear a set of footsteps walking towards me.

I felt a hand run across my butt and back followed by a gentle run of fingers through my hair. I looked up expecting to see Amy… only it was Kristy instead.

“Sorry to see me again?” Kristy said, “You see, Amy and I have been together for a very long time. We have needs just like you, but the problem is there aren’t a lot of options in our little town… and as you have already guessed… we have very specific tastes.”

I noticed a calmness about her. She explained everything to me and in a way I became empathetic to her needs, willing to help.

“Now don’t think we pick up every guy… or girl that breaks down near our little town, we are very particular.” She explained, “If we weren’t interested we would have dumped you and your car at the motel. So you see, we can enjoy the rest of the evening together or we can make things very difficult for you. Which would you prefer?”

I simply nodded my head slightly and then put my head down. Kristy walked behind me and I could hear another buckle in the background. She then walked back in front of me and picked up my head where I was face to face will a long thick black dildo. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

She slowly slid the tip of the toy across my face and around my lips, then glided into my mouth. Slowly pulling it back out and deeper in each time until the back of my through could feel it.

“That’s it, nice and easy, baby.” Kristy said, “You’ll get the hang of it.”

She continued to mouth fuck me until my eyes opened.

“There you are.” She said, “Now if I take off the gag will you continue to bring me pleasure?”

I wanted the damn thing off and I had gone this far, might as well keep going, so I nodded yes and she unbuckled the gag.
She then held the cock just inches from my mouth waiting for me to make the next move… so I did.

I opened my mouth and Kristy slid the cock inside. Only this time I wrapped my lips around it and took it like a pro.

“That’s it.” Kristy said, “Make it nice and wet.”

She continued to give instructions while I orally pleasured her. Then she slid out and moved behind me.

“I think you are ready now.” She said as she tugged on the plug still lodged in my ass.

She slowly took it out and squirted cold lube that slid deep inside me and down my thighs. Next thing I knew Kristy stuck her wet strap-on inside of me. I couldn’t control my emotions and yelled out.

“OOOHHHWWWWw…” I screamed.

“Shut the fuck up you little sissy whore,” Kristy demanded.

She continued penetrating me until I could no longer fight. I simply began moaning with every insertion of her strap-on.

“I think she is starting to like it,” Kristy said.

“I think you are right,” Amy said as she suddenly appeared and walked in front of me with a camera in hand.

“Do you like it you little sissy whore?” Kristy asked.

“Uh-huh,” I responded.

“It’s yes, mistress, you cock whore, don’t mumble.” Kristy insisted.

“Yes, mistress,” I replied.

“Do you want more?” Kristy asked.

“Yes, mistress,” I said uncontrollably.

She continued to penetrate me until I was rock-hard again. She then reached down and grabbed my cock and demanded that I not cum. I was in no position to control myself. The moment she grabbed me I came all over her hands.

“You fucking whore.” Kristy said, “Look what you did to my floor.”

She slapped my ass and pushed the cock in as deep as it would go.


“You soiled my floor so I am going to punish you.” She said.

“UH… UH… UH… UH… FUCK… YES…” I said.

“TAKE IT BITCH…” she replied.


“Look at her she loves it in the ass,” Kristy said to Amy.

“Can we keep her?” Amy asked.

“No, she is liking this way too much,” Kristy said.


“Do you want more?” Kristy asked.

“Give it to her sis,” Amy said.

“Yes, give it to me mistress,” I begged.

She continued to plow into me when Amy crawled under the table and began to give me a blowjob. I became hard again quickly and was almost ready to explode when I got up on my toes Amy pulled me out of her mouth and I came again all over the floor.

She unhooked me and threw me down on the floor.

“Clean it up bitch,” Kristy demanded.

I began to move my hands closer to wipe up the mess I made and she stopped me immediately.

“Use your mouth you whore… not your hands,” Kristy demanded.

I hesitated and that was not a good idea.
Kristy grabbed the back of my head and pushed it down to the floor.

“Lick it up you cum slut,” Kristy said as she rubbed my face in my love juice.

I had no choice at this point and began licking up all of the cum I shot on the floor. When I was done she picked me back up having me sit on my knees.

“Open your mouth,” Kristy said.

Again I hesitated, but not for long, and opened my mouth. She then took the strap-on and shoved it in my mouth.

“Suck it whore,” Kristy said.

I continued to suck it until I was told to stop. Keeping my eyes closed I didn’t want to see what I was doing. At one point I cracked my eyes open and noticed Amy was playing with herself in front of us again and was using a double-headed dong. Inserting it into both of her wet openings.

“That’s enough cock whore,” Kristy said as she pulled the cock out of my mouth. “Get up and come here.”

I followed her to the bed where she laid on her back and spread her legs.

“Stick that little dick of yours inside me.”
She demanded.

I was in no position to perform after the exercises she put e through, but Amy walked over and helped me, and as sore as I was, I figured I would give her a taste of her own medicine. So I took my still wet hard cock and proceeded to fuck her. She moaned as I continued to force my dick inside her. She then turned over and got up on her knees.

“Fuck me in the ass you sissy whore,” Kristy said.

I had never done that before, but I wasn’t about to stop now. I crammed my cock in her ass over and over again until I came inside her. My cock was sore as hell as I pushed into her tight hole and as I pulled out I shot a little more cum onto her ass.

“Lick it up,” Kristy said quietly.

She was apparently a little calmer now that she got what she wanted so I licked up the little bit that was left and stood completely still. The two girls got up and walked out of the room. I sat at the edge of the bed exhausted, after some time passed, it was clear they were not coming back in, so I decided to try and get a quick nap.

About an hour later, Amy came back in with my clothes and woke me up. She helped me to the shower and after I was cleaned up, she told me that my car was ready to go. I wasn’t sure I wanted to ask what I owed them. Amy answered that before I got a chance to ask.

“It’s on the house, Robbie,” Amy said.

She had packed a bag with sandwiches and sodas and walked me to my car. She gave me a quick kiss goodbye and sent me on my way. I got a few miles out of town and pulled over. I noticed in the bag was an envelope. I opened it to find copies of the pictures Amy had taken.
Embarrassed, I wasn’t sure what I should do. Along with the pictures was a picture of the girls with a handwritten note.
“Thanks for last night. We hope to see you again real soon, Love Kristy and Amy”

I was still unclear what was going on – I didn’t have to pay for the repairs to the car and the events of the evening were unexpected, to say the least. I was concerned about my suitcase that they had gotten out of my car so I decided to check on it. I opened the case to find nothing of mine. It was filled with women’s clothes and the outfit I wore that evening. On top was another note.

“You are a sissy whore. Accept it, love it… or else.”

I could have easily torn up the photos and emptied the case… but they were right and I couldn’t wait to see them again.

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