tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10610845299470596112024-03-13T07:29:38.365-04:00Uniform Stealing StoriesStories of women who mug, knockout & force strip at gun point Women in Military Uniform for their Uniforms & Lingerie, so they can impersonate the women & assume their identities!Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-78205568917339471982022-06-12T23:44:00.011-04:002022-06-13T00:02:37.704-04:00(US13) Shouldn’t have followed her<p> <b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">(US13) Shouldn’t
have followed her</span></b></p>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><b>In
her current situation U S Navy Lieutenant Susan Smith had been tied up nude extremely
tight in a very strict hogtie, thoroughly gagged and a leather bondage hood put
on her head to muffle any sound she made for the past 3 days. A mistake that
she wished she hadn’t made by following a woman that was able to get on base by
just looking like the Lieutenant. Susan had tried everything to get </b></span><b>loose,</b><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><b> but
the woman knew her rope work very well.</b></span></span><div><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">It started more
than a week ago U S Navy Lieutenant Susan Smith was getting ready to receive a
very important Top Secret package from a courier that hadn’t arrived yet. She
was wondering why it haven’t arrived so Susan called the courier to find out
what happen to the package. The courier explains that she had handed it off to
her over an hour ago at the Base Exchange and it was on the way to Naval
Intelligence Office.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Susan was beside
herself as she said to the courier that she wasn’t there yet because she hadn’t
left her office. Then who did I give the package too? Ask the courier. I don’t
know but we’ll have to keep this hush, hush until I find out, so no more
communication until then. The courier agreed and hung up. Susan decided to do
some research and stake out the gate and the exchange to see if she could see
who this mystery woman was. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Susan would take
leave and wouldn’t anybody know where she was going, that meant turning off her
cell phone and removing the sim card to avoid being tracked. She would get the
package back one way or another. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie Snow was
just walking past the gate and wondered if she could sneak in pass security. It
worked out with no problems and she walked into the base and went to the
exchange. She was walking and not driving so security was a little bit relaxed.
Stacie was checking out the place to what it was about. A few people said Hi
Susan. Stacie couldn’t understand that people were calling a different name,
but it was a mistaken identity situation and no one knew her. She just figured
that she must look like this Susan.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie met this
woman who must have thought that she was this Susan. Hi Susan, I’m Pam and
here’s the package. Have a nice day. Unknown to the courier didn’t realize that
the woman she gave the package to wasn’t Susan but someone else. Stacie didn’t
even have a chance to respond before the woman left. Stacie took the package
and went home. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">Stacie
wondered looking at the mysterious package what she had gotten herself into
with receiving this package. Susan was now on leave and decided to stake out
the base gate and the exchange. She watched the vehicles come in and nothing
sitting her car wearing her khaki Cotton and Twill uniform. It consisted of a
short sleeve blouse, above the knee strait length skirt, matching belt, brass
belt buckle and 2 ½ inch black patent leather heels. Susan wore underneath a
khaki satin slip, matching satin khaki bra and panties with nude color
pantyhose. She saw a group of people walking in and the last person coming in
was a woman that caught her eye.</span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"><br /></span></b></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">From a distance the
woman could’ve been mistaken for her with no problem. The woman was headed to
the Base Exchange and Susan decided to follow her. Susan parked and watched the
woman get something to eat, check things out and left the Exchange heading out
the base gate. Who is this mystery woman and what was her intent being on the
base?<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie walked to
her car and got in. She started it up and headed home, Susan followed her at a
distance at least 3 cars back. Stacie had a feeling that she was being followed
but wasn’t sure who. Stacie decided to make a few turns taking the long way
home. After awhile she noticed a red sports car following her at a distance. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie wondered if
this person wanted the package that she mistakenly received two days ago.
Stacie turned down a ¼ mile long driveway to a rundown looking house. Susan
waited for a minute and followed her down. Susan parked her car around the
corner out of view of the woman getting out the blue car. Stacie knew and could
see a red sports car parked around the corner through the trees.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie went into
the house as the person was watching. Susan watched the mystery woman go inside
and when the door closed Susan decided get out of her car and go inside. She grabbed
her purse that had a 40 cal hand gun inside along with her garrison cover and
started to creep towards the house. Stacie once inside peeked outside and saw a
military woman in a naval uniform slowly making her way towards the house.
Stacie got ready putting heavy objects throughout the house, if needed to
defend herself against this possible threat. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Susan got to the
front of the house but moved towards the back. The door was unlocked and Susan
decided to go inside with her gun drawn. Susan knew if she was caught by the
authorities she would be in deep trouble. This is why she decided that this
would be off the record recovery. Susan quietly and slowly opened the back door
and went in. Susan could hear someone in the back of the house in a room to the
right.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie heard the
door open and knew where the intruder was by the sound of the floor boards, she
got ready. Susan came into the spare bedroom gun drawn and told the mysterious
woman freeze, hands up. Stacie froze and did as she was told. What do you want
from me? Ask Stacie. Where’s the package you got a few days ago? Ask the navy
woman. Its right over there, some woman gave it to me and called me Susan. I
don’t know any Susan or why I got this package by mistake. So get it and leave
my home. Stacie said to the navy woman. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">I sure will, don’t
move and I’ll be on my way. Susan replied to the woman who watched Susan’s
every move. When Susan got to the package she was so distracted by her quick
success and didn’t notice the woman moving behind her. Stacie grabbed one of
the heavy objects she place around the house. Yes I got it back said the navy
woman. With a very quick movement Stacie cranked back her right arm and with as
much force as possible hit the navy woman on the back of her head making a loud
thump.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">Susan
let out a female grunt as she was hit and all went black. She now lay at the
woman’s feet out cold in a heap. Stacie smiling at her success scooped down taking
the gun and the black purse from her defeated opponent. Thank you hon but I’ll
be taking these. Now to figure out whom you are, but first things first time to
get you stripped nude and tied up my dear. With that Stacie grabbed the navy
woman’s purse, setting it on the dresser.</span></b></p><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie quickly got
undress removing her green halter top, jean skirt and tennis shoes wearing no
bra and only left her white nylon tricot panties on her body. I always wanted
to do this to another woman. Stacie said as she looked down at the unconscious
navy woman.</span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></b></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie looked down
with a smile knowing she was going to enjoy what was coming next. With her
nipples hard as diamonds Stacie scooped down and started to strip the
unconscious navy woman. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">She first removed
the black patent leather dress shoes with a 2 ½ inch heel on them and set them
aside. Next Stacie unbuckles the khaki belt and slides it off setting it aside.
She unfastens the fastener and unzips the zipper on the skirt and pulls the
skirt down and off the unconscious navy woman.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie was smiling
as she set the skirt aside and started to unbutton the blouse. She pulled and
sat up the unconscious navy woman then removed the blouse setting it aside.
Stacie pulled up the satin slip and removed it, she unfasten the hooks on the
satin bra sliding it off of the unconscious navy woman. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">She
put these aside and laid down the unconscious navy woman, next came the nude
color pantyhose. Stacie pulls these down the legs and slipped them off setting
them aside. Stacie smiling even more started to pull down the matching satin
panties as she revealed the unconscious navy woman pubic region and finally the
woman hood of the unconscious navy woman.</span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></b><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie set these
aside and rolled the unconscious navy woman on her stomach grabbed the woman’s
wrists and put them in the small of the back. She grabbed some she had hidden;
Time to tie you up honey said Stacie as she tied the wrists extremely tight of
the unconscious navy woman. Stacie tied the elbows extremely tight as well.</span></b></div>
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<div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">Stacie
rolled the unconscious navy woman on her back taking more rope and tying the
ankles extremely tight and more rope tying the knees extremely tight. Stacie
needed to secure the arms to the torso. She wrapped more rope just above the
wrists and around the torso just above the hips pulling the rope tight as
possible and tying it off. Satisfied Stacie stood up and got the gag ready to
silence the unconscious navy woman.</span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></b></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">The unconscious
navy woman started come to; what happen, what why am I tied up? Hey where are
my uniform and my undergarments? Stacie came over smiling and standing over her
defeated opponent; Ah, so we are awake. Never mind your uniform and
undergarments they are mine now. The real question is what inside that package
and who are you really? <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Let me go you
psycho bitch, you’ll go to jail for kidnapping me! said the tied up navy woman as
she struggled against her bondage. No I don’t think so since you broke into my
house and threaten me with a gun. Instead I’ll interrogate you for information.
Stacie said with a smile as she grabbed a pair of medical scissors. You’re
going to tell me everything you know or I’m going to cut off your nipples!
Stacie told the tied up navy woman as she rolled her over on her back and
straddled her.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">I ain’t telling you
anything psycho. The tied up navy woman replied in defiance. Oh really we’ll
see how much you’ll take, time to start cutting. Stacie said as she grabbed the
left breast nipple pulling it up. All it took was the metal touching the nipple
area and the tied up navy woman scream NNNNOOOO and started to talk. Good now
where’s your passwords and pin numbers located at? Stacie asks with a huge grin
on her face. Inside my purse in a hidden compartment in the middle of my purse:
the tied up navy woman said as Stacie asks her next question. Does anyone know
that you’re here? No, no one knows I’m here: I left my cell phone at home
turned off and I removed the sim card so I couldn’t be traced. The tied up navy
woman said as she tried to loosen the ropes. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Excellent, how long
are you expected to be off before you’re missed on the base? Ask Stacie. Three
weeks, I’m on vacation for three weeks. The tied up navy woman said in discuss.
Excellent, then I shouldn’t have any problems impersonating you then. I don’t
think you have a choice or able to stop me. Remember you followed me here to
cause me harm. One last question hon, who is this Pam and how do you get a hold
of her?<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Pam is my inside
person in the DOD and I have a number to call her. I’m supposed to get a hold
of her when I retrieve the package. The number is on the bottom of my password
list. The tied up navy woman replied in defeat. Great, thanks for the
information hon, but it’s time to get you gagged and more secure. Stacie said
as she unstraddled the tied up navy woman taking the medical scissors with her.
NNNNOOOO, you can’t do this to me! Screamed the tied up navy woman as Stacie
got more rope and everything she needed for the gag. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"> Of course I will nobody knows that you’re here
you’ll won’t be missed for three weeks. You have told me everything I needed to
know and I have time to learn more about you and practice your signature.
Stacie said as she sat down the items she gathered a ball gag, white duct tape,
white foam tape and as a mouth stuffer her white nylon tricot hipster panties.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">What the hell are
you doing? Ask the tied up navy woman as she watched her captor rub her vaginal
area making the crotch area wet. You’ll found out soon enough Stacie said as
she sat down the object she was going to use and then slid off her vaginal
juice soaked panties wading them up with the crotch on the outside.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">NNNNNNOOOOOOO,
screamed the tied up navy woman moving her head side to side as Stacie sat on
top of the tied up navy woman said as she desperately tried to move but with no
avail. Open wide hon and have a taste. Stacie said smiling as the tied up navy
woman refused to open her mouth. Stacie pinched the tied up navy woman’s nose.
You’ll have to take a breath sometime honey. NNNNNOOOOO screamed the tied up
navy woman as Stacie jammed in the panties making sure the crotch was on the
tongue and all the way in, she quickly grabbed the ball gag and inserted it
into the mouth. Stacie fastens the belt to the ball gag holding the panties
inside.</span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></b></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">MMMMPPPPPHHHH came
from the tied up woman as Stacie grabbed the white duct tape. The tied up navy
woman screamed MMMMPPPPPHHHH through her gag as Stacie tore off five strips of
white duct tape. Now, now honey don’t fight it, it’s too late for that. Stacie said
as she applied the first piece of white duct tape over the ball gagged mouth.
MMMMPPPPPHHHH came from the tied up navy woman as Stacie applied the rest of
the white duct tape. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<div><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><b>Stacie
smoothed out the white duct tape for a better seal on the mouth. MMMMPPPPPHHHH
came from the </b></span><b>tied-up</b><b style="font-size: 12pt;"> navy woman as Stacie grabbed the micro foam tape and
started to wrap it around the lower head of the </b><b>tied-up</b><b style="font-size: 12pt;"> navy woman.
MMMMPPPPPHHHH was the response as the micro foam tape was being wrapped around
her head.</b></span></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></b></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Four good wraps
around that gag should muffle any sound that you’ll make. Stacie said as she got
finished and stood up nude, smiling and knowing what she had to do next as she
grabbed more rope. MMMMPPPPPHHHH came from the tied up navy woman as Stacie
grabbed more rope. Stacie stood over the defeated and dominated military woman
smiling and gloating of what she had done, knowing soon the defeated and
dominated military woman would watch Stacie get dressed in her under garments and
uniform.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie uncoiled a
length of rope and got it ready to wrap the rope around the chest. MMMMPPPPPHHHH as the rope was being applied to
the chest being wrapped around the chest above and below the breasts, around
the shoulders, the upper arms pulling each wrap tight then tied off in the back.
MMMMPPPPPHHHH scream the tied up navy woman as Stacie finished.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie grabbed
another piece of rope uncoiled the rope and wrapped it around the mid torso. MMMMPPPPPHHHH screamed the tied up navy woman
as Stacie finished and tied off the rope. She took even more rope and tied up
the legs even more. Two more on the upper thighs and two on the calves MMMMPPPPPHHHH
screamed the tied up navy woman as Stacie finished and stood up. Well that
outta hold you and keep you quiet while I get ready Stacie said as she got
ready to take a quick shower.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">As Stacie walked
away satisfied with her rope work MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH
came from the woman who was securely tied up and thoroughly gagged. She screamed
as loud as she could only to be ignored by the victorious woman who went into
the bathroom to get ready.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie grabbed the
navy woman’s purse and went through it. She opened the purse and looked at the
ID: Susan Smith Lieutenant O-3 U S Navy. Stacie found a piece of paper with
Susan’s signature on it. Took out the lipstick, touch up makeup and eye shadow
items she would use to make herself more like the unfortunate Susan who let her
guard down after her success and Stacie struck her with ease. Thanks for the
info hon but gotta take that shower as she took the gun with her into the
shower. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">As Stacie was
taking a Shower Susan was struggling hard against her strict bondage. The woman
knew her rope work very well and Susan was tied extremely tight. Then the woman
came out from the bathroom, picked up the makeup, lipstick and sat down. As
Susan watched the woman put up her hair just like Susan did. Once this was
done, the woman done her makeup and lipstick with the just right amount MMMMPPPPPHHHH,
MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH came from Susan as the woman finished.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Well I guess I’m
looking a lot like you, now to get dressed in my newly acquired lingerie and
uniform Stacie said gloating as she picked up the satin khaki panties stepped
into them and pulled them up. Nice, feels good on my ass and crotch. MMMMPPPPPHHHH
came from Susan as the woman picked up the satin khaki bra slipping it on and
fastens the hooks in the back then adjusting the straps for a better fit. Nice
fit same bust size as well Stacie said with a smile as she picked up the nude
color pantyhose getting them ready to be slipped on.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH,
MMMMPPPPPHHHH screamed Susan as she watched in despair as the woman slipped on
her pantyhose right foot first then. Stacie slipped her left foot in and
started to pull them up smoothing them out as she went. Stacie pulled them up
into place and snapped the waist band, Silky smooth pantyhose, love ‘em Stacie
said as she grabbed the satin khaki slip. MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH
screamed Susan as she knew the woman was getting close to being completely
dressed as her.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stacie slipped on
the satin slip and adjusted the straps for a better fit, Very silky smooth and
feels great on me Stacie gloated as she picked up the khaki C/T blouse. MMMMPPPPPHHHH,
MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH screamed Susan in discuss as she watched the woman
button up the buttons on the blouse. Stacie loved the feel of C/T blouse on her
and smiled. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">MMMMPPPPPHHHH
screamed Susan as she watched the woman pick up the khaki C/T strait above the knee
length skirt. Stacie stepped into the skirt and started to pull it up tucking
in the satin slip and the khaki C/T blouse. Stacie zipped up the zipper and
fastens the outer fastener. She grabbed the khaki C/T belt looping it through
the belt loops and then fastens the brass buckle. Stacie brushed the skirt down
and sits down, the khaki C/T skirt road up Stacie’s legs as she sat down. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">MMMMPPPPPHHHH
screamed Susan as she watched the woman pick up the right 2 ½ inch black patent
leather heel, slips it on and then picks up the left 2 ½ inch black patent
leather heel and slips it on. In case you haven’t notice Susan that we look like
each other. I can pass as you with no problem; we’re the same height, weight,
bust, hips, waist and size. We have the same looks as well but you were too naive
to see that but I wasn’t. So you’ll be kept here for a while so I can assume
your identity and impersonate you. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"> MMMMPPPPPHHHH screamed Susan shaking her head
NO!!!! With that Stacie grabbed another length of rope then dragging Susan into
a closet that locked from the outside. MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPPHHHH
screamed Susan as she was dragged into the closet. Quiet now this is where you’ll
be for a while so enjoy it Stacie said as she rolled Susan on her stomach and
started the strict hogtie. She pulled Susan’s legs close as possible then
looped the rope several times before tying it off. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Susan screamed in
pain MMMMPPPPPHHHH as the hogtie was applied and tied off. She could feel the
blood being cut off. Stacie got up walked out and you could hear the heels
clicking on the wooden floor. She grabbed the white duct tape and a black
leather bondage hood then came back into the closet. Time to put on the
finishing touches hon. Stacie wrapped the white duct tape around Susan’s hands
effectively encasing them. She then wrapped even more white duct tape around
Susan’s feet keeping them together; Susan couldn’t move her feet and loosening
the ankle ropes. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;">Now for the very
last thing as Stacie unbuckled and unzipped the zipper and put the hood on
Susan’s head. She zipped up the zipper and buckled the buckle. Stacie took out a
small lock and locked it securing the leather hood on Susan’s head. There that
should muffle any sound that you’ll make, Stacie said as she got up and went to
the door. Thanks for the identity and the uniform, especially the sexy lingerie
hon but I have to go. A muffled scream MMMMPPPPPHHHH came from Susan as Stacie gloated
at her success. With that Stacie blew Susan a kiss and said CHOW and then
closed the closet door. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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<div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">Stacie
locked the closet door’s locks then grabbed the package and put it in the purse
along with the gun, put on the garrison cover and left. Stacie made sure her place was well secure and
walked to Susan’s red sports car. Stacie unlocked it and got in, the skirt road
up on her hosiery covered legs. Stacie looked at the address on the driver’s license
then she started it up and drove off. Stacie wondered what was in the package
or what she was getting herself into but first she had to be U S Navy
Lieutenant Susan Smith she had completed the first part.</span></b><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span face=""Verdana","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"> </span></b></div>Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-50464391488304839262019-10-25T21:58:00.000-04:002019-10-25T21:58:19.297-04:00Vegas here I come, Star gets replaced.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Vegas here I come,
Star gets replaced.</span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";"></span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Star was a Bank executive at 1<sup>st</sup>
credit union and an Army reserve officer. She was due to pick up a large
deposit this morning around 11 am.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
was 7 am and there was a knock on the door. It was a semi friend Samantha that
came by for a quick visit. Star wouldn’t have time today, but Star wearing a
purple satin robe answered the door anyway. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Hi Samantha what are you doing here
so early in the morning?” </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Oh High Star just dropping by for a
quick cup of coffee” </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Well I’m just getting ready for
work. I don’t have time for coffee this morning.”</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Really I just needed to talk to
somebody about this situation that I’m in.”</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Star knew that Samantha wouldn’t go
away until she got whatever was bothering her, reluctantly Star agreed.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Thanks Star it won’t take long.” </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Ok but I have to get ready for
work, so I’ll listen while I get ready.”</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Star walked up the steps to the bed
room and Samantha followed with a slight grin on her face. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;">“Well
what’s been going on now?” Star asks as she takes off her robe.</span></b><br />
<b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“It’s about getting a loan at the
credit union.” Samantha replied.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Really with your credit score” Star
replied taking off her satin nightie.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Star puts on a pair of purple satin panties
and matching bra, silky smooth nude color thigh high.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Yes and with your help I can.”
Samantha replied</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“You’ll just blow it anyway at the
casinos.” Star was now slipping on her satin purple dress and zipped it up. She
then slips on a pair of 3 inch black dress shoes. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“I’m sorry but I can’t help you.”
Star said fixing her blonde hair and checking her makeup. Star put on her
expensive jewelry. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Well that’s such a shame, time for
plan b.” Samantha said as she crept up behind Star. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Whatever you have planned it will
work out.” Star said as she reached for her clutched purse. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Star was going over everything in
her mind, she had everything packed and ready to go for the weekend. Star
didn’t even notice that Samantha had crept up behind her. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Samantha had taken out a small club
out of her back pack and with a good solid blow to Star’s head knocking Star
out cold. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“It sure will Star.” Samantha said
looking down at Star lying at Samantha’s feet.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Well time to get ready to be you,
but first things first. I’m going need to barrow your clothes first sweetie. I
don’t think you’re going to mind if I do.” </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Samantha slips off Star’s heels and
then unzips the purple dress. She slides the dress off Star’s body and lays it
on the bed. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Samantha slips off the silky smooth
nude color thigh highs and then purple satin matching bra and satin panties
licking her lips as the panties were sliding down Star’s silky smooth legs.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Now completely nude it was time to
get Star tied up, gagged and kept out of the way.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Samantha rolls Star on her stomach
grabs her wrists and ties them tight. Samantha pulls up both of Star’s ankles
and ties them tight as well. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">She quickly tied Star’s elbows tight
and rolled Star on her back. Took out a pair of panties from her back pack
waded up the panties and stuffed them into Star’s mouth. Samantha cut several
pieces of duct tape and applied them to Star’s mouth, smoothing them out. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Samantha grabbed more rope and tied
Star’s knees above and below tight. Samantha grabbed more rope and wrapped the
rope around Star’s waist and through her crotch and tied it off in the front
for a good crotch rope. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">Star was still out cold and Samantha
had two more little details. Samantha sat Star up and wrapped rope around Star’s
breasts above and below securing the rope in the back. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">One more thing to do to Star and
Samantha would have to start to get herself ready. Samantha rolled star on her
stomach pulled Star’s ankles up as close as she could to Star’s tight butt.
Grabbing the final piece of rope Samantha tied Star’s ankles to her hands tight
putting Star into a strict hogtie.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">As Samantha was getting up Star was
starting to come around. Clearing her head and figuring out what happened.
Unable to move and speak it became clear as what happened to her. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;">“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH”
Screaming through her gag trying to free herself and was furious at Samantha as
she watched her so called friend Samantha was getting undressed and start to
get ready to take her place.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Thanks Star for the good idea, I
mean you just talk way too much about your job and I just couldn’t resist.” Samantha
said with a smile as she stepped into the satin panties and pulled them up. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH” screamed Star as
she watched in horror as Samantha slipped on the first silky thigh high.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“I told you that I had a plan b and
it’s working out so far.” Samantha said laughing slipping on the 2<sup>nd</sup>
silky smooth thigh high.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH” angrily came
from Star fighting her tight bondage and watching helplessly as Samantha now
slipped on her matching satin bra.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;">“Hey
what can I say, there was an opportunity to get a lot of cash and I took it and
soon the money too.” Samantha said as she stepped into the satin charmeuse
purple dress. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH” as her dress was
zipped up and adjusted on the imposter Samantha. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Well just my hair and makeup to do
and a quick double check on everything you packed for me.” Samantha gleamed as
she started to do her makeup.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH” came from Star
as she fought against her tight bondage.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“What is this, a blonde wig? Well I
guess being a blonde won’t too bad.” Samantha said as she slips on the blonde
wig doing it up just like Star would wear her hair.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH” screamed Star as
she knew that Samantha could pass for her, get the money and head for anywhere
she wanted too. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;">“Well
Star how do I look? I would like to stick around and chat but I have to check a
few things first and then leave for the credit union.” Samantha said walked
over to the bed and then checked to make sure everything was packed: U S Army
uniform, semi evening dress, nighties, bras, panties, hosiery and dress shoes.</span></b><br />
<b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH” Star replied as she rolled
around as best as she could to watch the imposter goes through her stuff. </span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif";">“Well Star looks like everything is
all packed and so I have to go, but don’t worry enjoy your bondage and I’ll
just tell the reason why you couldn’t make it because you’re all tied up.” Samantha
said in a sarcastic tone grabbed Star’s purse, keys and the luggage and left
locking and closing the bedroom door.</span></b><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , "sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;">“MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH”
Star screamed as loud as she could as she watched the imposter walk out her
bedroom and close the door. Star started to work on the tight rope work that
currently held her in a strict hogtie. Star swore vengeance on her imposter and
former friend, but first she had to get free and then plot her revenge.</span></b><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike></div>
Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-80201595716618597092018-05-25T00:46:00.000-04:002018-05-25T00:46:17.267-04:00U S Army Intelligence Officers Impersonated by Imposters!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Intelligence Officers Impersonated by Imposters!</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">U S Army Intelligence had a small
group all women stationed in upper side of a rich part of the suburb of Los
Angeles. There was an invitation only party at a big mansion and was owned by a
very sadistic woman and an arms dealer. The U S Army had gotten a hold of an
invitation and decided to have one of their female Majors to go and check
things out. The Major arrived wearing a silver silk gown and drove up to the
front. The brunette female hostess opened the car door and the Major got out. She
walked up to the front door and was greeted by the sadistic arms dealer Maria
wearing a blue knee length silk dress. “Hi and welcome to the party, please
enjoy yourself.” Maria said with a wicked smile. “Well thank you, I sure will”
the Major replied with a smile. The receptionist gave the Major a wrist band
with a tracker inside, she was now being tracked. After the entire guest had
arrived the party went on and the female arms dealers were talking to
themselves. </span></b></div>
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mist and she figured it was the attractive blonde in the silver gown. Most of
her guest was known but she was kind of new. So she walked over to her
assistant Vivian and told her to keep an eye on the new blonde woman in the
silver silk gown. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Maria’s staff were all brunette hair
color all equally trained in martial arts, spy techniques, bondage, rope tying
and expert marksmanship in hand guns and rifles. She even had a few dressed in
gowns mingling around in the crowd to weed at the fakes and spies. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Vivian went over to two of the
undercover staff and gave her the information on the attractive blonde and had
them follow her around. The two met the Major and started to make small talk. “Well
let’s take a look around this big beautiful mansion” the Major said. “Sure that
sounds like fun and interesting” the brunette said with a smile on her face. All
three walked down a long hallway and away from the main crowd. They went around
the corner out of sight of anybody. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">That’s when the secretary Mindi Vega
wearing a green uniform suite came out the office and confronted all three
women. “What are you doing here away from the party?” Mindi asks. “We’re just
looking around” Samantha replied. “You’re not authorized to be here” Mindi said
with an angry face. “Sorry about that we’ll just go back to the party” Samantha
said. “I’m afraid you can’t since you’ll be detained, move it down to the office”
Mindi said in an authoritarian voice. Samantha took a step back and then one of
the undercover guards pulled a small gun from her hand bag putting the gun into
Samantha’s back. “Do as you’re told lady and move it” the brunette said. “Ok
I’m going” Samantha said. “First things first” the second brunette undercover
guard said as she grabbed Samantha’s pocket purse off of Samantha and pulled
out a pair of hand cuffs from her small pocket book. She ordered Samantha to
put her hands behind her back. “Put your hands behind your back” once Samantha
did, the brunette guard cuffed them and then pulled out a black satin scarf and
put it over Samantha’s mouth then tied it off behind her head gagging Samantha.
Once Samantha was secured, all four women then headed towards the office. Once
they got to the office Samantha was sat down in a chair and her ankles tied
with rope. </span></b></div>
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piece in her ear that a possible spy was caught and she was needed in the
office. “MMMPPPHHH” came from Samantha as she watched the second brunette guard
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“Don’t worry blonde we’ll find out
who you are soon enough” Mindi said with a wicked smile. “MMMPPPHHH” replied
Samantha through her gag. All three brunettes laughed at their prisoner. “Well,
well look at this a military I D, Major Samantha Smith U S Army” the second
brunette guard said handing the military I D to Mindi. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“Our boss is on her way to deal with
you Miss Smith and won’t be good for you either” Mindi said with a hint of
laughter in her voice. </span></b></div>
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minutes later. “Well what do we have here a spy” Maria said with a tone of
discus in her voice. Mindi handed Maria the military I D and Maria looked at it
and smiled wickedly at Samantha. “MMMPPPHHH” screamed Samantha through her gag
at Maria smiling. “Stand her up, Mindi stand up as well” Maria said sizing both
women up. “Same height, weight, size, bust, hips and very similar looks with
exception of hair color no one would tell you two apart.” Maria said with Mindi
smiled and Samantha got a worried look on her face. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“Take our little spy here up stairs,
have her strip completely nude, tie her up and properly gag her and have Mindi
take her place. Mindi you’ll have to strip nude, wash up, dye your hair bleach
blonde and put on her panties, hosiery, shoes, gown and her jewelry. Guards
make sure the Major is secured and won’t cause a problem for the rest of the
party and our imposter who will now take her place not only here at the party
but at the U S Army base as well” Maria said with very wicked smile on her
face. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">The second brunette guard untied
Samantha’s ankles and Mindi and the two brunette guards left taking Samantha upstairs
to start the process of turning Mindi into Samantha as Samantha would watch stripped
completely nude and tied up. “Enjoy yourself Major I know my ladies will
especially Mindi” Maria said blowing Samantha a kiss as she was escorted out by
the two brunette guards. <span style="margin: 0px;"> </span>Maria after
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Mindi’s bedroom with Mindi leading the way as Samantha realized that she would
not be making back home tonight and report tomorrow of what information she
gathered, instead the imposter would and give U S Army Intelligence false
information in her place. The second brunette guard untied Samantha’s ankles
and uncuffed her hands. “Now stand up and strip completely nude Major, right
down to your birthday suite and keep the gag on” the first brunette guard said.
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jewelry and Mindi called for Maria’s hair and makeup artist to come up to her
bedroom. Samantha then unzipped her silver silky satin gown slid it off and
handed it to the first brunette guard. She then removed her shoes, silky smooth
thigh highs and finally her satin string bikini silver panties with a bronze
pattern on them handing everything over to the first brunette guard. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">The guard laid everything on Mindi’s
bed. “Good girl, put your hands behind your back Major” Samantha put her hands
behind her back knowing that she would be tied up and forced to watch the
Imposter get dressed as her. The second brunette guard started to tie Samantha’s
wrists extremely tight. Next more rope was applied to Samantha’s elbows,
cutting off the blood flow to the lower arms. Samantha screamed in pain into
her gag. “Quiet” said the second brunette as she took a length of rope wrapping
it around Samantha’s waist and the tied wrists to Samantha’s body. Next was the
ankles, the second brunette guard tied these extremely tight and then tied
Samantha’s knees, two lengths of rope one above and one below the knees. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Mindi came out of her bathroom
having bleach blonde hair completely nude holding the panties she was wearing
in her right hand. Her hair and makeup made Mindi look exactly like Samantha in
every way. “MMMPPPHHH” screamed Samantha through her gag. “Take a very good
look Major at the new Samantha” said Mindi as she turned around. “I think we
can remove the gag temporally” Mindi said removing the gag. “You won’t get away
with this” Samantha snapped looking in despair at the duplicate who would soon
be taking her place. With a laugh Mindi replied in kind “Yes we will and now
open wide my dear I have a tasty gift for you” as Mindi wadded up her used
panties and rubbed them one more time across her pussy. “Nnnnnoooooo” Samantha
said through clinched teeth. Mindi held Samantha’s nose closed until she had to
take a breath. Samantha tried to scream but Mindi jammed her panties into
Samantha’s mouth. “There you go Major tasty aren’t they” Mindi said as she
pulled out a yellow ball gag from her vagina and inserted it into Samantha’s
mouth securing her panties inside. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Samantha as she
tasted Mindi’s woman hood in her mouth. “Now you can watch me get dressed in
your panties, thigh highs and gown Major but first a selfie as you” as she
picked up her Iphone and took a pic. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Next Mindi grabbed Samantha’s silver
satin string bikini panties and slid them on. “MMMPPPHHH” screamed Samantha as
she watched in horror as Mindi started her final part of the transformation.
“Panties feel good on my ass, thanks Major” Mindi said admiring them on her
ass. “MMMPPPHHH” screamed Samantha through her panty gag as she watched Mindi
slid up the right thigh high enjoying every moment of it. “MMMMM nice silky
smooth and expensive, thanks Major” Mindi said as she smoothed out the thigh
high on her right leg. Mindi grabbed the left thigh high and slid it on
enjoying it even more. “That was really nice, felt really good doing it” Mindi
gloated as she picked up the silver silky satin gown Samantha was wearing.
Samantha screamed “MMMPPPHHH” as she watched Mindi stepped into her gown and
slid it up. “Don’t worry Major, I’ll enjoy wearing it along with your uniforms”
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“MMMPPPHHH” screamed the Major as
she saw the imposter walk up to the huge floor mirror and look herself over. “Well
everything seems to be in order, take the Major down to the back stairwell and
secure her to the railings lock the door and post two guards so she can’t
escape. I’ll be going back to the party and take her place among the guest.”
Mindi said as she watched the two guards grab Samantha and hauled her up and
out of Mindi’s bedroom. Mindi blew Samantha a kiss as she watched the Major being
escorted out. Mindi grabbed Samantha’s pocket purse and went down stairs to the
party as Major Samantha Smith U S Army. </span></b></div>
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their reliefs and then locked the doors and headed back to the party taking the
keys with them. Once back at the party they caught up with Samantha (Mindi) and
all three went up to Maria and acknowledge that the imposter had replaced the
real Major and she would now get all of the Intel she needed. </span></b></div>
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anyone else on the base U S Army 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant Elizabeth Wells
decided to sneak onto the grounds of Maria and headed towards the back door of
Maria’s office. Unknown to Elizabeth, she was already spotted and 4 brunette
guards were waiting for her when she entered Maria’s office. A fifth one dressed
in a black catsuit wearing long black gloves would capture her and tie her up. </span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;"></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Elizabeth walked up to the door and
found it unlocked. “That is really stupid, not to big on security this should
be easy.” Elizabeth thought to herself and entered being quiet as she could. As
Elizabeth opened the door she looked around to see if anyone was inside. Nobody
seemed to be around so Elizabeth went in. If something went wrong nobody would
know that she was captured by Maria. All 5 brunette guards watched and waited
for the stupid Army officer to come up stairs. All 5 were licking their lips
and getting impatient for Elizabeth. Elizabeth continued on her way to Maria’s
office but would soon realize this was a big mistake.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">The 5<sup>th</sup> brunette guard
wearing a black cat suit with rope in hand snuck out the room she was hiding in
and approached Elizabeth from behind. Elizabeth not knowing someone was behind
her continued towards Maria’s office when from behind someone grabbed her and
hand gagged her. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Elizabeth started to fight back but
the brunette guard was able to get her on the floor and Elizabeth continued to
fight back. Both women fought for position rolling on the floor but the brunette
guard got the best of Elizabeth getting her on her stomach pulling off
Elizabeth’s jacket. The brunette guard had position she then pulled Elizabeth’s
arms behind her and tied her wrists. “There we go Lieutenant Wrists are tied
and now for the rest of the bondage to make sure you don’t escape.” The
brunette guard said as she grabbed more rope and tied Elizabeth’s ankles,
knees, thighs and breasts securing her arms to the upper torso. “No let me go
you bitch, Nnnnnoooooo.” Elizabeth screamed. “Scream all you want Lieutenant no
one can hear you, since the party is on the other side of the mansion.” </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 8pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;"> </span></span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“Untie me bitch and
let me go. You’re in deep trouble for doing this to me.” Elizabeth screamed as
the brunette guard finished her rope work. “Oh I doubt that blonde bitch and
don’t we have such a potty mouth on us. We’ll just have to secure it and keep
you nice and quiet” the brunette guard taunted her defeated prey. Once the rope
work was done the brunette guard gagged Elizabeth with a black silk scarf
silencing her while she put Elizabeth into a front hogtie. “MMMPPPHHH” screamed
Elizabeth as she tried to free herself. Rolling on the floor while the brunette
guard went to get the other 4 guards Elizabeth got to the edge of the stairs.
Knowing that the brunette guards would be back Elizabeth started down the
stairs and attempting an escape attempt. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 8pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;"> </span></span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Elizabeth knew she was
way over her head and in deep trouble. She made it to the door she came inside
but the 4 other brunette guards who were watching the female Army officer
struggling to get down the stairs came out and caught Elizabeth by the door.
“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as she saw 4 brunette guards coming down the
stairs laughing and taunting her as she tried to escape. “Well look who hopped
all the way down stairs to the door.” The first brunette guard said as she
grabbed Elizabeth. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as
she knew that she wasn’t going anywhere. “Awe are we a little upset that you
got caught or that you’re that stupid trying to break into Maria’s office.” The
second brunette guard said lifting Elizabeths’ head up seeing Elizabeths’
expression on her face and laughing. “MMMPPPHHH” the reply came from Elizabeth
as she getting angry at being teased. “She has a really nice ass and great set
of tits.” The third brunette guard said as she rubbed Elizabeth tight firm ass.
“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as she was being groped by third brunette guard.
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“As you can see blonde bitch we look
alike in every shape and form, you have blonde hair, I have brunette hair, same
eye color, height, weight, bust, waist and hips. It should be real easy to
impersonate you. Your uniform and everything else you’re wearing underneath it
should fit me really well and feel good on my body. Enjoy wearing your uniform
and lingerie while you can because soon I’ll be wearing it and for your
enjoyment as you watch me as I get dressed in your uniform and lingerie.” The
fourth brunette guard said as she stood in front of her who would be taking Elizabeth’s
place within the hour. While Elizabeth would be joining the Major in the
torture cellar after the party was over.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">All four brunette guards laughed at
Elizabeth as she was being told as to what will be happening to her in the next
hour. “MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as she looked at the brunette guard who
would be soon taking her place and impersonating her on the base. “Time to get
you in my room getting you stripped and start my transformation but first
notify Vivian and let her know that we caught another spy in uniform.” The
fourth brunette said as she contacted Vivian via a small radio, which would
then let Maria know via her ear piece. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">The other 3 brunette guards made
Elizabeth hop back up the stairs to the fourth brunette guards’ Rachael private
quarters. This surely would tire Elizabeth out and weaken her preventing any
fighting or resistance. Once the fourth brunette guard relayed the information
to Vivian she joined the other 3 guards and Elizabeth heading towards her
private quarters. Vivian contacted Maria’s hair and makeup artist to come up to
brunette guard Rachael’s private quarters. Bring blonde hair dye and everything
else Rachael might need to assume another blonde’s identity. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Once all five women got to Rachael’s
private quarters, Rachael opened the door and the brunette guards got Elizabeth
inside. “All right blonde once we untie you, you’ll keep the gag on and start
striping completely nude understand.” One of the brunette guards pulled out a
gun and kept it trained on Elizabeth as she was being untied another brunette
guard. Once untied but still gagged Elizabeth started to strip nude. There was
a knock on the door and another brunette guard left Maria’s hair and makeup
artist inside as Rachael started to strip out of her dress. Elizabeth removed
her skirt after unzipping it and laid it on Rachael’s bed. Rachael removed her
dress tossed it on the bed and removed her black patent leather dress shoes
with a 3 inch heel on them. She then wrapped a towel around her hair and took
off her black satin panties tossing them on the bed as well. Rachael stood in
front of a mirror and took a selfie before watching Elizabeth continue to strip
nude and being tied up. </span></b></div>
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removed her neck tab and then unbuttons her green blouse removing it and laying
on the bed. Elizabeth was wearing a light green satin bra and was ordered to
remove it along with her thigh highs, light green garter belt and panties.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">Elizabeth unfastens her bra laid it
on the bed next came the tan thigh highs as Elizabeth unfastens each one from
the satin light green garter belt. She slid each one down her silky smooth legs
laying each one on the bed. Elizabeth unfastens the satin light green garter
belt and laid it on the bed. Finally she removes the satin string bikini light
green panties steps out of them and laid the panties on the bed. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“Good little girl all stripped completely
nude and now time for you to be tied up blonde bitch turn around hands behind
your back palm to palm.” Rachael said as one of the brunette guards grabbed
some rope and then started to tie Elizabeth’s wrists. “MMMPPPHHH” came from
Elizabeth as she screamed in pain from the rope being tied around her wrists
extremely tight cutting into her skin and cutting off blood flow to her hands.
Rachael stood in front of Elizabeth smiling and savoring every moment as she
watch the blonde bitch being tied up.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH” came from Elizabeth as more rope
was applied around her elbows and then above and below her breasts. “MMMPPPHHH”
Elizabeth screamed as the rope was being tied tight around her elbows cutting
off more blood flow. The brunette guard was enjoying this and especially
wrapping the rope around Elizabeth’s ample breasts as her nipples were getting
hard. “Make sure the ropes are nice and tight, don’t want this one to get away”
Rachael said as she was taking this all in as she was getting excited watching
another woman being dominated. “MMMPPPHHH” replied Elizabeth as the rope was
tied off. Next was the ankles and the knees. The brunette guard wrapped the
rope tight above Elizabeth’s knees and then below the knees. Finally
Elizabeth’s ankles were ties tight, Rachael walked up to Elizabeth. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“I think we can remove the gag now.”
Rachael said untying it and removing it. “You won’t get away with this, untie
me now!” All the women laughed at Elizabeth, “Oh yes we will to a T.” Rachael
said with laughter in her voice. “Nnnnnoooooo” screamed Elizabeth. “Time to
regag you and keep you quiet” Rachael said as she picked up a red ball gag and
then rubbed it across her vagina. Elizabeth rough clinched teeth tried to hold
out as long as she could but Rachael pinched Elizabeth’s nose and eventually
Elizabeth had to take a breath. “Nnnnnoooooo” as the red ball gag was inserted
into her mouth as she tasted Rachael’s vaginal juices.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“MMMPPPHHH” came from Elizabeth as
the red ball gag was secured behind her head by Rachael. “There now all nice
and quiet and pretty tasty as well, time to put you on the bed so I can start
my make over ladies put her on the bed and keep an eye on her.” Rachael said as
she headed into the bathroom. “MMMPPPHHH” came from Elizabeth as she watches
Rachael walk away and go into the bathroom before her transformation into her.
The three brunette guards now laughed at Elizabeth as she lay there struggling
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ready and took a selfie after which she came out strutting her stuff towards a
bound and gagged Elizabeth still struggling in her tight bondage. “Well
Elizabeth how do I look?” Rachael asks with laughter in her voice.<span style="margin: 0px;"> </span></span></b></div>
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herself right before her very eyes and knew now that she wouldn’t be going
anywhere any time soon. “Ah approval from the soon to be Ex-Elizabeth Wells” Rachael
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she watched in horror as the imposter Rachael got ready. “Now now don’t be such
a sore loser. I’m going to enjoy this fully as you watch me get dressed into
your lingerie and uniform.” Rachael said as she picked up Elizabeth’s satin
string bikini light green panties and stepped into them.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as
she watched her satin panties go up Rachael’s silky smooth legs and cover her
well clean smooth shaven pubic region. “I guess once my scent gets into the
cotton crotch they’ll be marked as being mine.” Rachael gloated as she gave the
crotch area a slight rub. </span></b></div>
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Rachael continue to get dressed and slip on the light green satin bra. Rachael
fastens the hooks in the back and slips the straps over her shoulders and then
adjusted them for a better fit. “Just like the satin panties a perfect fit.”
Rachael laughed as she looked at herself in the large floor mirror.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth in
horror as Rachael picked up the satin light green garter belt and slips it on
and then fastens the hooks, next Rachael picks up the right tan silky smooth
thigh high and slips it on. “Hhhhhmmmm, nice and silky smooth love it.” Rachael
said as she fastens the right thigh high to the satin light green garter belt.
She picks up the left one and slips it on, pulling it up and fastens it to the
satin light green garter belt. She adjusts both thigh highs for a better fit. <span style="margin: 0px;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as she realized
that Rachael was looking more and more like her as she continued to get
dressed. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“Love doing this, it’s the best perk
of the job to impersonate another woman especially a woman in military
uniform.” Rachael said as she picks up the light green blouse and slips it on. “MMMPPPHHH”
Elizabeth screamed as she could only look on as Rachael button up the buttons
on the light green blouse. Once Rachael button up the blouse she picked up
green skirt and stepped into it, sliding it up her silky smooth tan covered
legs. “Almost done my dear and then I’ll start having a lot of fun
impersonating you.” Rachael said as she tucked in the light green blouse and
then zipped up the zipper. She fastens the outer clasp and straitens out the
uniform.</span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as
she watched the imposter finishing getting dressed in her uniform, she once so
proudly wore. “Thanks for the boost in confidence.”<span style="margin: 0px;"> </span>Rachael said as she stepped into the black
patent leather dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;">“MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as
she watched in horror as the imposter put on the dress cover to complete the
impersonation of Elizabeth. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;"> </span>“Well Elizabeth what do you think of the new
and improve Elizabeth Wells?” “MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth replying to the
imposter’s remarks. “Well got to go and get back to base, don’t worry these
lovely ladies will take care of you very well as I enjoy your life and everything
else you have, Tah, Tah Elizabeth and thanks for your uniform.” Rachael
(Elizabeth) said as she blew the real Elizabeth a final kiss good bye and
walked out of her bedroom. “MMMPPPHHH” screamed Elizabeth as she watched the
imposter walk out and impersonate her at the base. The brunette guards started
to play with Elizabeth and regagged her and set Elizabeth on the floor.<span style="margin: 0px;"> </span></span></b></div>
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assistant and she was handed a flash drive to upload a program so that Maria
could get the information she needed for her operation. With two of the U S
Army Intelligence officers being replaced with imposters Maria could now move
on to her next big arms deal. </span></b></div>
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and went to her office, with nobody around uploaded the program onto the base
computer system and especially the Major’s computer. With the program in place
Elizabeth (Rachael) went home and met the Major Samantha Smith (Mindi Vega) later
who was also an imposter and talked about the plan to deal with the other women
at the base. The real Major Samantha Smith and U S Army 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant
Elizabeth Wells were interrogated for information and trained as sex slaves for
Maria and her super sexy brunette guards. </span></b></div>
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weeks off and being retrained Alyssa and Stacey were ready to get back into the
action. Their last mission was a complete success and the two women used a new
way of getting to their targets and would use it the first chance they got.
Alyssa and Stacey got information on their next mission: Norad in the Cheyenne
Mountains. Basically install software that would create a link that the agency
spies could get the information on the missile silos and missile defense system
being updated. Alyssa and Stacey got the intel on their prospective targets.
Alyssa’s would be a 29 year old Air Force Major, blonde hair, blue eye 5 ft 7
in tall beauty with 35c breasts and 35-24-35 figure that women would kill for.
The Major was a lesbian and because of this she would be easy pray for Alyssa.
She would be a newly assigned so nobody would know her at NORAD. She would be
leaving the NSA in Washington DC in a week and driving to Colorado and Alyssa
would intercept her along the way, assume her identity and take her place as
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Stacey looked
over her target information on a 24 year old 2nd Lieutenant in the Air Force.
She stood 5 ft 3 in with a 34b bust, blonde hair, blue eyes with a great figure
of 34-23-33 going along with killer looks. She would also be a newly assigned
officer as well so nobody would recognize her there at Norad. Stacey saw that
the 2nd Lt would be leaving from San Antonio, TX and was not of the lesbian
persuasion and would have to take her out another way. Some knockout gas would
do the trick and make quick work of the 2nd Lt. Both Alyssa and Stacey received
pictures, videos and information on the Air Force women that each would study
for the next week. No matter how Alyssa and Stacey would use to subdue their
targets but it would be effective. They returned to their homes and got ready
for the start of the mission. Each went on her separate ways but would meet up
again at Norad. They came up with a code that each would know if the other was
successful in impersonating the Air Force women. Alyssa packed everything she
needed to overpower the Major: knockout gas pellets, chloroform, rope, hand
cuffs, white duct tape, ball gag, satin scarf, hair dye, mask maker and two
pair of high cut white nylon briefs. One pair would be used as the centerpiece
for the satin scarf gag. Alyssa would also take her .38 caliber semi auto
handgun with a silencer just in case she needed to use it. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">After she was
done packing Alyssa loaded up everything in her black van and went back
upstairs to study the information and watch the videos provided on the smokin
hot Major. She wouldn’t mind getting a taste of that and soon would be. Alyssa
actually enjoyed watching the videos on her targets while they were in uniform.
Getting dressed, undressed with their sexy lingerie that the women wore
underneath the uniforms. Alyssa read the file , wrote down notes that the Major
did certain things and this would help her to assume the Major’s identity with
no flaws. Alyssa went back upstairs to her bedroom, striped completely nude and
watched more of the videos of the Major which made her nipples hard as
diamonds. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Meanwhile Stacey
was packing up as well, some clothes, knockout gas pellets, ball gag, rope,
duct tape, 2 pair of white nylon hipster panties one of which would be used in
a satin scarf and her trusty .38 caliber semi auto handgun. Once she was done
Stacey loaded up her black van and reviewed the information packet on the young
Air Force officer, made several notes. Stacey like Alyssa stripped completely
nude in her bedroom and started to watch the videos that she was provided. The
young officer was a smokin hottie, Stacey couldn’t wait to get a taste of her.
Stacey liked what she saw the young hottie getting dressed, undressed, laying
out getting some sun in a two piece American flag bikini. Stacey licked her
lips, nipples hard as diamonds and her Pussy was getting wet especially as she
watched the young hot Air Force officer put on and take off her sexy lingerie.
Stacey was to say at least wetter than the sides of a swimming pool on a hot
summer day. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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Alyssa and Stacey met for lunch spending the day and night together. The next
morning Alyssa and Stacey good bye to each other and Alyssa got into her van
heading towards Washington DC to intercept the Major and Stacey got into her
van heading towards San Antonio to intercept the 2nd Lt. Each one was highly
trained especially in the art of impersonation of military women who were the
preferred targets of Alyssa and Stacey. Each woman had a very nice collection
of military uniforms, satin slips, chemise, gowns, dresses, panties and bras
from each of the military women they had dominated and were later sold as sex
slaves. Alyssa’s was a little bit bigger due to her starting out before Stacey
in the business. Stacey would reach her target first and was following the
tracking signal located inside the 2nd Lt’s car, As Stacey drove towards Texas
as the 2nd Lt was driving towards Montana unknown to her that she was being
tracked by another woman who was hell bent on taking her place and assuming her
identity. The 2nd Lt stopped a hotel in Oklahoma, seeing this Stacey decided to
pull into a hotel as well in western Oklahoma. Stacey kept a close watch on the
2nd Lt and planned on leaving before the 2nd Lt got up and would intercept her
on the northern side of Oklahoma and follow her from there until the 2nd Lt
Plan stop again. Alyssa was on her way and went through Oklahoma and stopped in
Joplin, Missouri for the night, the Major on the other hand stopped at a hotel
on the Ohio / Indiana border for the night. Alyssa kept track of the Major’s
movements and she would head north and intercept the Major following her until
her next stop. Just like the 2nd Lt the Major never knew that she was being
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a quick check on the 2nd Lt then got a shower. She checked out got something to
eat and was on the road before the 2nd Lt woke up this would give Stacey a good
chance to catch up to the 2nd Lt with no problem. 3 hours after Stacey had left
the 2nd Lt got up, took a quick shower got dressed in her dress uniform. She
checked out and started back on her way towards Colorado. By the time the 2nd
Lt got on the road, her soon to be imposter was only 30 minutes behind her and
closing in. The tracking device also gave the speed of the 2nd Lt’s car and
what speed was needed to intercept. In a hour Stacey was 6 cars behind her
target and now all she had to do was to follow her to the next hotel stop and
then strike. She filled up her tank before the 2nd Lt left so no problem there
as the 2nd Lt went about driving towards her new base without a clue as to what
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for a few hours and decided to stop to get something to eat at a restaurant
just outside Kansas City, Missouri. Stacey pulled in as well and would follow
the 2nd Lt Inside and would get something to eat as well. She waited for the
2nd Lt go inside and Stacey followed. The 2nd Lt took a booth by the window and
Stacey got one a couple booths down from the 2nd Lt who was wearing her class A
uniform with patent leather shiny dress shoes with a 2 ½ inch heel on them. The
2nd Lt ordered her food and so did Stacey. They ate and Stacey got done first
and decided to fill up her gas tank while waiting for the 2nd Lt to finish. The
2nd Lt came out and filled up her gas tank then got back on the road she got on
interstate 70 west and headed towards Colorado, Stacey waited a few minutes and
left staying 6 cars behind the 2nd Lt. They were on the road for another 7
hours and the 2nd Lt decided to pull off for the night and get a hotel in Hays,
Kansas. This was perfect and what Stacey was waiting for. The 2nd Lt would
reach her new base the next day and Stacey had to get the 2nd Lt before that.
Stacey pulled in after the 2nd Lt watching her go in and Stacey parked her car
and followed inside to get her room. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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everything the hostess and the 2nd Lt were saying and the 2nd Lt got her room,
she didn’t even notice the same woman at the diner was now behind her. The 2nd
Lt got her room 2149 was a connecting room but the 2nd Lt only needed her side.
As Stacey was getting her room the 2nd Lt was going up to her room. Stacey got
her room and the number was 2150, right next to the 2nd Lt’s which was perfect
for Stacey to do what she needed to do. The 2nd Lt went into her room just as
Stacey was getting off the elevator. Stacey saw her target go inside dragging
her suitcase inside behind her and Stacey went inside her room quickly. She
took out a small video camera from her black bag of tricks. She slide the
camera under the two connecting doors and with a small monitor watched the 2nd
Lt go about her business of getting ready for her shower, as Stacey took off
her clothes pulled out her black nylon cat suit. She wadded up one pair of the
white nylon hipster panties and shoved them up her vagina. the other pair she
was already wearing for a few days and were nice and ripe for the 2nd Lt. The
2nd Lt continued to unpack what she needed as Stacey slipped on her nylon cat
suit and then zipped it up. Stacey slipped on her black mask to hide her face
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even hear the camera sliding under the door nor did she even realize what was
going on in the connecting room next door as she sat on the bed watching tv.
Stacey got her knockout gas pellets out and ready then opened the door on her
side and then waited to pick the lock on the 2nd Lt’s side. As Stacey watched
the small monitor the 2nd Lt decided to get up and go into the bathroom. She
turned on the light and closed the door. This was the moment Stacey was waiting
for. She picked the lock and went into the 2nd Lt’s room, pulled out her gas
pellets and got ready. She slide on her MCPU2 gas mask, opened the bathroom
door and tossed in the pellets. “Hey what the Fuck” came from the 2nd Lt as the
unlocked door was opened. 3 pellets were tossed in and the effect was instant
as the 2nd Lt started to gag and choke on the thick white smoke. Stacey went
inside and closed the door preventing the 2nd Lt from turning on the fan. The
2nd Lt tried to get the fan switch but was punched in the gut by Stacey which
made the 2nd Lt to take in deeper breaths. The effects were taking hold and the
2nd Lt slumped to her knees and then collapsed on the floor unconscious. Stacey
put a towel across the bottom of the door to prevent any of the gas from
getting out. Stacey waited for a few minutes before turning on the fan, venting
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remove her gas mask and stood triumphantly over her prey and now could send
Alyssa a coded text that phase 1 was done on her side and was moving on phase
2. Stacey grabbed the unconscious 2nd Lt under the armpits and dragged her out
to the foot of the bed. It was now time for Stacey to start phase 2 and get the
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and was taking a hot shower getting ready to get dressed for her day. After
getting dressed, she checked on the status of the Major, who didn’t leave her
hotel yet. Alyssa checked out and got something to eat. After that Alyssa
decided get on the road and head northeast towards the Major’s position. Alyssa
got a alert that the Major was on the road again heading west towards St Louis
and she was heading towards St Louis as well. The two women would cross paths
right around there and then Alyssa would follow the Major to the next hotel
stop for the night where she would strike and take care of the Major. Alyssa
got a coded text that Stacey had completed phase 1 of her part and was starting
phase 2 of the plan. Soon the Major crossed into Missouri and within a few
hours was on the outskirts of St Louis and so was Alyssa. Both women stopped
for gas and got something to eat. After about an hour both women got back on
the road and Alyssa was now only a few miles away from the Major who was now on
interstate 70 heading west, Alyssa got onto interstate 70 west as well and now
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decided to stop at a hotel for the night outside of Topeka, Kansas. Alyssa who
was 8 cars behind the Major followed and decided to get a room. The Major was going
inside just as Alyssa pulled up. The Major stopped and did a quick look at
Alyssa as she pulled in. The Major smiled as she liked at what she saw pulling
in, a brunette in a dark purple satin charmeuse dress. Alyssa got out of her
car wearing a mid thigh dark purple satin charmeuse dress and walked inside.
The Major was getting her room as a gorgeous woman walked in. The Major smiled
and said “Hi”, the woman (Alyssa) replied in kind “Hi, getting a room for the
night?” “Well I sure am and how about you?”. “Oh yes, need a break from
driving”. “I hear that.” the Major replied as she got her room number “Room
3024 it’s a connecting room.” the woman behind the counter said. “Ok thanks.”
the Major waited for the gorgeous woman in the dark purple satin charmeuse
dress to get her room and then proceed with conversation they started on the
way up to their rooms. “Room 3025, a room that connects to your new friend’s
room 3024” “Thank you so much, that room was just what i needed.” Alyssa
replied to the woman behind the counter as she was smiling knowing that the
woman behind the counter hooks her up. The Major heard this and smiled from ear
to ear knowing she was going have a date for the night and a hot one at that.
“Thanks for waiting for me, I guess we have connecting rooms.” Alyssa said as
she and the Major got on the elevator. “No problem, I just wanted to wait for
you. I find you very interesting and attractive. Here we come floor number 3.”
the Major replied as the doors closed and the elevator went up. “Thank you, I
find you attractive too, especially a woman in uniform.” Alyssa replied as the
elevator stopped on the 3rd floor. The 2 women walked down to their rooms and
opened the doors. “I’ll see you in a few minutes?” the Major ask before heading
into the hotel room. Alyssa smiled back “Sounds good to me.” replied as she
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got her black bag of tricks, did a double check to make sure she had everything
she needed, grabbed her room key and went to the Major’s room. Alyssa knocked
on the door waiting for the Major to answer. “Hi” the Major replied as she
answered the door still wearing her Air Force dress uniform. “Hi, what do you
want to do?” Alyssa replied as she walked into the Major’s room. “How about
some dinner and then a relaxing evening.” the Major replied as she let Alyssa
inside. “That’s sounds good to me and maybe later a little excitement for the
night.” Alyssa replied as she sat down in a chair by the table in the corner.
“Ok, let's order some dinner first. I don’t know about you but I’m starving.”
the Major replied as she picked up a couple of menus handing one to her guest.
“Thanks, a sub looks good.” Alyssa said as she was planning her next step. “Yes
it sure does.” replied the Major as she had no idea as what was going to
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">“Well that’s
sounds good, subs and some wine.” Alyssa said as she reached into her black bag
pulling out a bottle of red wine. “Yes that will definitely do.” the Major
replied as she got up and retrieved 2 cups on the bathroom sink. Alyssa opened
the bottle of wine and poured the wine into the cups. “Well here is to meeting
new people on the road.” Alyssa said in a toast. “Yes here’s to meeting new
people on the road.” the Major replied as she and her guest touched cups. Both
smiled and drank. A knock on the door came, “Well I guess our food is here.”
the Major said as she got up and opened her purse taking out cash to pay for
the food. Alyssa slipped out a small bottle containing a knockout drug from her
bag unnoticed by the Major. “I’m pouring some more wine for us.” Alyssa said as
the Major headed to the door. “Ok fill me up.” the Major replied as she went to
open the door. Alyssa opened the small bottle and poured in the knockout drug
then poured the wine mixing the two in the Major’s cup. Alyssa filled her cup
and then set the bottle of wine down, slipping the empty small bottle back into
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I’m starved.” the major said as she sat down handing her guest one of the subs.
She sat down opened her sub and started to eat. “Thanks.” Alyssa said as she
opened hers and started to eat. The Major after 4 or 5 bites from her sub took
a drink from her cup. Then ate the rest and slammed down the rest of the wine.
“Here is some more.” Alyssa said as she did the same as the Major. Alyssa
poured the wine into both cups and then both women drank. After a few moments
the drug started to take effect on the Major and she started to feel drowsy.
“WOW that’s some kind of wine you have there.” the Major said to her guest as
she started to feel warm and flushed. “Are you ok?” Alyssa asks as she got up
and went over to the Major. “What’s happening to me? What did you put in my
drink?” the Major said as she went over to the bed and sat down. “Well if you
really want to know, I put a knockout drug into your wine. I’ll be removing
your uniform and lingerie from that smoking hot body then tie you up and gag
your naive ass.” Alyssa said as she came over to the bed standing in front of
the Major. “Why are you doing this to me?” the Major ask as she attempted to
get up from the bed. Alyssa pushed her back down onto the bed. “Oh I plan on
impersonating you Major and I need to keep you out of the way.” Alyssa replied
as she took out a bottle of chloroform and a rag. She soaked the rag in the chloroform
and placed it over the Major’s mouth and nose. “NNNNOOOO, mmmmpppphhhh!” came
from the Major as the chloroform soaked rag was applied. “Yes, just breath in
honey and it will be over in a few moments.” Alyssa said as she held the rag on
the Major’s face smiling wickedly as she watched the hapless Major slip into a
state of unconsciousness. Within a few moments the Major was out cold and
Alyssa kept the chloroform rag on her victim's face for a few more minutes to
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sent Stacey a coded text that the Major was subdued and it was time for Phase
2. “Have a nice nap major, time to get you stripped out that uniform and
completely nude.” Alyssa said as she opened the adjourning room door that
entered her room. Alyssa got the rest of the stuff she needed and then left the
Major’s room from the door and entered her room through her door. Once this was
done no one would be wise to her as she would leave the Major’s room dressed as
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a powerful sedative, knelt down beside her prey and injected the sedative into
the 2nd Lieutenant’s neck rendering her unconscious for a while. Stacey stood
up while looking down on her prey unzipped her nylon black cat suit and slid it
off. She stepped out of it and with her right foot slid the cat suit back. “Now
for the fun part” Stacey said as she knelt down beside the unconscious 2nd Lt.
She removed the right and then the left patent leather shiny black dress shoes
with a 3 inch heel on them. Moving up to the blue jacket, Stacey unbuttoned the
3 silver buttons on the blue jacket. This made her nipples hard as diamonds as
she removed the neck tab setting it aside. Stacey licked her lips as she
started to unbutton the buttons on the light blue blouse. Once she was done she
spread open the light blue blouse exposing a light blue satin charmeuse slip
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">She removed the
blue jacket setting it aside then removed the light blue blouse setting it
aside as well. Stacey slowly slid down the straps of the light blue satin
charmeuse slip. Unfastens the hooks on the matching satin bra then slid the bra
off exposing perfect 34b breasts. Stacey laid the 2nd Lt Down and then moved
down to the blue skirt. She rolls the 2nd Lt Over on her right side, unfastens
the outer clasp then unzipped the zipper. Stacey slides off the blue skirt
pulling it down carefully as not to snag the hosiery that was worn underneath.
She removes the skirt then sets the blue skirt aside exposing the rest of the
light blue satin charmeuse slip and nude colored thigh high nylons. Stacey
pulls down the light blue satin charmeuse slip and removes the slip setting it
aside with the other uniform items. The 2nd Lt was wearing a pair of matching
light blue satin charmeuse string bikini panties which Stacey was happy to
remove by pulling them down slowly. She can feel the warm moist heat rising up
from the 2nd Lt’s vagina. She slips the panties off taking a whiff before
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Now came time to
remove the silky smooth nylons from the 2nd Lt’s legs. Stacey removed the right
nude color silky smooth thigh carefully setting it on the bed, next came the
left nude color silky smooth thigh high sliding down easily and off the 2nd
Lt’s body. Now completely nude the 2nd Lt would now be tied up and panty gagged
by her imposter. Stacey rolled the 2nd Lt over on her stomach pulled back the
wrists and took a good length of rope from her black bag. She tied the wrists
extremely tight cutting off the circulation off to the hands. Next was the
elbows just like the wrists were tied extremely tight cutting off circulation
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down to the ankles, she grabbed a good length of rope and just like the wrists
wrapped them extremely tight cutting off the circulation. She grabbed two more
lengths of rope and moved up to the knees. Stacey tied the knees just below extremely
tight, then tied the knees above extremely tight as well cutting off the
circulation. She grabbed more lengths of rope 3 in all for the upper torso and
securing the arms to the body. Setting up the 2nd Lt up, Stacey wrapped the
rope below the breasts and then above the breasts tying the rope off in the
back. Next she took another length of rope and wrapped it around the elbows and
mid torso tying the rope off in the back. Finally she took the length of rope
wrapping it around the wrists and waist looping the rope between the thighs
across the vaginal area running the rope underneath the waist, mid torso and
both breasts rope running over the shoulders looping in the back and back over
both shoulders and tying it off in the front on the breasts rope squeezing both
breasts together. Satisfied there was only two things left to do to the 2nd Lt,
panty gag her and put the bitch into a stringent hogtie. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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the 2nd Lt was on her back, she grabbed the satin scarf took out the panties
from the sandwich bag and rolled them up. She placed them in the center of the
satin scarf and rolled it up putting a knot in the center holding the panties
in place. Stacey squated over the 2nd Lt’s face opening the mouth. She pulled
out the panties from her vagina and placed them into the 2nd Lt’s mouth. Stacey
sat the Air Force woman up putting the knotted scarf into the mouth, wrapping
the satin scarf around the head and then tying it off in the back of the head.
She took the white 3 inch wide duct tape and wrapped it around the 2nd Lt’s
head 5 times securing the knotted scarf and panties in place making a very
effective gag. Now it was time to put the 2nd Lt into a hogtie securing her so
Stacey could go about getting dressed into her newly acquired uniform and sexy
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2nd Lt over on her stomach, then pulled up the ankles as far as they could go
to the butt. Stacey slid the rope between the calves up to the ankles rope
looping it through the eye and down to the wrists rope. Wrapped the rope underneath
then back up to the ankles. She pulled the rope and pushed the ankles down
making it tighter. Stacey pulled the rope back down to the wrists rope then
back up to the ankles rope tying it off. Satisfied that the 2nd Lt was tied up
and effectively gagged she stood up smiling as she looked down at the
unconscious 2nd Lt, now it was time to send Alyssa a coded text saying that the
2nd Lt was secured, tied up, gagged and that she was moving onto phase three of
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Alyssa unzipped
her purple satin charmeuse dress and slid it off. She was now completely nude
and it was time to get the major stripped nude and tied up. Walked over to the
bed knelt down and slid off the major’s patent leather dress shoes with a 3
inch heel on them, the left one and then the right one setting the dress shoes
at the edge of the bed. Next she unbuttoned the three silver buttons on the
blue jacket, she then removed the neck tab and started unbutton the buttons on
the light blue blouse. Alyssa spread it open revealing a white satin charmeuse
slip with a matching bra. Sitting the major up, she removed the blue jacket
sliding it off the major’s body setting it on the bed. Alyssa then slid down
the light blue blouse pulling out the arms and setting the blouse on top of the
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">She pulled down
the spaghetti straps of the white satin charmeuse slip, sliding it down the
major’s torso and then slid down the straps of the white satin bra. She
unfastens the hooks on the back and removes the bra setting it on the blouse.
Alyssa lays the major back down, rolling the major on her right side unzips the
zipper on back of the blue skirt. She pulls the skirt down over the silky
smooth nylon covered legs and off the major’s body. She pulls the white satin
charmeuse slip up over the breasts and off the body of the unconscious major.
Alyssa slides the left nude color silky smooth thigh high down and off the leg,
next came the right one. Sliding it down just as carefully as the left and off
the leg. She gently set these aside on the pillow. Lastly was the satin
charmeuse string bikini panties that the major wore underneath her skirt. Royal
blue, shiny and silky to the touch and they slid off just as easy as the
thighhighs that she put on that morning. Alyssa took a whife before setting the
panties aside and retrieving the rope that she would use to tie up the major
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the rope, satin scarf, panties and duct tape to secure and gag the major. She
pulled the major off the bed laying her on the floor on her stomach. She pulled
the hands behind the major’s back and with a good length of rope tied the wrists
extremely tight cutting off the circulation as Alyssa pulled the rope tight and
tied it off. Next was the elbows to be tied extremely tight, as Alyssa wrapped
the rope around pulling it tight and tying the rope off cutting off more
circulation to the hands and lower arms. She rolled the Major on her back and
grabbed a length of rope tied the ankles wrapping the rope around pulling it
tight and tying the rope off cutting off the circulation to the feet. Next
Alyssa moved up to the knees and grabbed two good lengths of rope then tied one
around the upper knee pulling it tight and tying it off, then she wrapped
another length below the knees pulling it tight cutting off the circulation in
the calves and feet. Alyssa grabbed three more good lengths of rope and sat the
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Alyssa wrapped
the rope below the breasts twice then above the breasts twice pulling the rope
making it tight securing the rope in the back, securing the upper arms, now
came securing the elbows to the body. She took a good length of rope and
wrapped it around the mid torso and then tied it off in the back. Next was
securing the wrists to the body and adding a crotch rope as well. Taking a good
length of rope and wrapped it around the waist pulling it tight, then looped it
between the wrists and then pulled between the butt cheeks over the vagina and
pulled then tied off in the front, this would make the crotch rope irritating
to the Major when she finally woke up. The only two things left was panty gag
the Major and put her ass into a hogtie. Alyssa pulled out a satin scarf and a
pair of balled up panties. She put the panties into the center of the satin
scarf and rolled them up inside. Alyssa squated over the Major’s face, pulled
out the panties out from her vagina opened the Major’s mouth and pushed the
panties inside. She then placed the knot in the satin scarf inside the mouth
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up Alyssa wrapped the scarf around the Major’s head and jaw then tied the scarf
in the back. She grabbed the 3 inch wide duct tape and wrapped the duct tape
around the Major’s head and jaw securing the scarf and panties inside the
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Major back down and rolled her over onto her stomach. Alyssa grabbed the last
piece of rope pulled up the ankles looped the rope through the ankles pulling
and pushing the ankles down as far as the ankles could go then looped the rope
around the wrists rope and back up to the ankles. Alyssa did this a couple of
times and then tied the rope off at the ankles putting the Major into a hogtie.
She stood up looked down at her prey and smiled. It was time to send Stacey a
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satisfied that the 2nd Lt was now unable to escape and she could now move her
bags and stuff over to the 2nd Lt’s room. Once this was done Stacey was able to
get down to business of assuming the 2nd Lt’s identity. She went and took a hot
shower, then came out turning on the mask making machine to warm it up and
uploaded a picture of the 2nd Lt’s face. Once it was at the right temperature,
Stacey commenced to make a mask of the 2nd Lt’s face. It was a perfect match in
every detail of the real 2nd Lt’s face. The skin felt real and would move just
like real skin would. Now Stacey could get dressed into her newly acquired
lingerie and uniform. She picked up the right silky smooth thigh high, rolled
it up and slid it over her foot pulling it up slowly into place. She grabbed
the left one and rolled it up sliding the silky smooth thigh high over her foot
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the satin bra and slides it on, she fastens the hooks in the back and adjust
her breasts for a more comfortable fit. She now picks up the light blue satin
string bikini panties and steps into them. Stacey pulls them up slowly into
place and gives the crotch a slight rub, putting her scent into the cotton
marking them as hers. She picks up the light blue satin charmeuse slip and
slides it over her head letting it fall over her torso. She adjust the straps
for a better fit and then picks up the light blue blouse. Stacey slides it on,
buttons up the buttons and then buttons the sleeves. Now Stacey picks up
the blue skirt and steps into it. She pulls it up tucking in the satin slip and
light blue blouse. She zips up the zipper and then adjust the skirt for a
better fit. Stacey goes to the mirror and looks herself over to make sure
everything checked out. She picks up the neck tab and puts it on, satisfied she
slips into the patient leather shiny dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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up the mask she made of the 2nd Lt’s face and puts it on. Smoothing out the
edges, she puts on the makeup and lipstick the 2nd Lt was wearing. Now it was
time to put on the blue jacket with a name tag, ribbons and awards on it and
slips it on buttons up the 3 silver buttons. Giving herself a good look over,
Stacey puts on the blue dress cover and then makes a call for the pick up team
to remove the real 2nd Lt and her stuff that she didn’t need. Stacey sends
Alyssa a coded text to inform her that she was wearing the 2nd Lt’s uniform and
had completely assumed the identity of the 2nd Lt and would be on her way the
next morning. Now she had to wait for the pick up team and within a half hour
they ejected the real 2nd Lt with more sedative and put her inside a large
luggage box and carted her out. Stacey could now head out to get something to
eat and relax. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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2nd Lt’s room and headed out to a restaurant for a nice dinner. She heads down
to the lobby past the desk the female clerk looks at her and smiles. It was the
same clerk that checked her in and the 2nd Lt in as well. As far as the clerk
was concerned the female Air Force officer was heading out and would be back
soon. After a few hours the imposter came back, smiled at the clerk and headed
back up to her room to get ready for bed. Stacey unlocked the door and went in.
She started to get undressed and then put on some of the 2nd Lt’s sexy lingerie
for bed. She turned in after setting the alarm and went to sleep with a smile
on her face. The pick up team left one woman behind to check out of Stacey’s
room in the morning.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Alyssa received
the coded text from Stacey, now it was her turn to assume the identity of the
major and get on with the mission. Alyssa doubled check the major to make sure
she was out cold and tied up. Satisfied, Alyssa turns on the mask machine and
goes to dye her hair blonde and take a hot shower to get ready. She came out
strutting her stuff across the room to where the major’s lingerie and uniform
was lying. Alyssa loads up a picture of the major’s face and starts the
machine. Within a few minutes the machine made a perfect mask of the real
major’s face. She removes it and sets it down on the surface of the dresser.
Alyssa does up her hair just like the major and then applies the mask. Smoothes
out the edges and then applies the right amount of makeup and perfume. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Satisfied with
her looks she walks over to the bed and picks up the right silky smooth nude
colored thigh high, rolled it up and slips it on. Alyssa glided the thigh high
into place, then smoothed it out. Picking up the left silky smooth nude colored
thigh high, rolled it up and slid it on. She pulled it up into position, then
smoothed it out. Next came the white satin bra, Alyssa picks it up and slides
it on fastening the hooks in the back. Next came the royal blue satin charmeuse
string bikini panties. As she picked them up, Alyssa could smell the major’s
scent in the cotton crotch. This would soon change as she stepped into the
panties and pulled them up into place, she gave them a slight rub soaking her
scent into the cotton crotch marking the panties as hers. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">With a quiver
wearing the major’s panties, Alyssa picks up the white satin charmeuse slip and
slips it over her head letting it fall over her upper torso. Just like the bra
adjusted the straps for a better fit. Now it was time for the uniform items to
be put on. Alyssa picks up the light blue blouse, slips it on and button up the
buttons including the cuffs. Now she picks up the skirt, steps into the skirt
and pulls it up tucking in the the slip and blouse. She zips up the zipper in
the back and then steps into the patient leather dress shoes with a 3 inch heel
on them. Alyssa looks herself over and likes what she sees and picks up the
jacket. She slips it on and button up the 3 silver buttons. She picks up her
cell phone and calls for a pick up team to pick the real major. She then sends
Stacey a coded text letting her know that she was now the major.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">The pickup team
arrived and sedated the real major. She was loaded up into a chest and carted
out. Another woman of the team went back to Alyssa’s room so she could check
out as her, while Alyssa would check out as the major. It was time for a
victory meal and some shopping. She picks up the major’s purse, keys and dress
cover then headed out. She would now enjoy the fruit of her labor.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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very Last Mission and a New Start!</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Stacey had went
to a really nice restaurant, ate a nice steak dinner with some red wine. She
paid her bill and went shopping at the local dress / lingerie shop. It had a
really nice selection of satin charmeuse dresses, gowns and sexy lingerie.
Stacey picked out a purple dress and gown along with the matching lingerie. Now
all she needed was some really nice shoes to match the dress and the gown. Once
she found the perfect pair, she bought them and then headed back to the hotel
room to enjoy the rest of her evening. She drove back and got her newly bought
stuff out and went up to her room. Stacey hung up the dress and gown then
decided to take a dip in the hotel pool. She brought out the 2nd Lt’s swim suit
a two piece American flag style bikini made out of nylon and polyester
material. Something she always liked when it came too swimsuits that she liked
to wear. She smiled as she knew that the 2nd Lt had really good taste in what
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Stacey started to
remove her uniform, she unbuttoned the 3 silver buttons on the blue jacket and
slid it off. Next came the neck tab, once she removed the neck tab setting it
aside, she unbuttoned the buttons on the light blue blouse. She pulled the
blouse out from the waistband of the skirt then slid it off, laying it on the
bed and then unzipped the zipper on the blue skirt. Stacey slid down the blue
skirt down her silky smooth nylon colored legs and off laying it on the bed.
She reached the ends of the satin charmeuse slip and pulled it up and off her
body. She lays it on top of the uniform and then unfastens the hooks on the
satin bra, then slides it off. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Stacey lays it on
top of the satin slip, she slides down the right silky smooth thigh high,
laying it on the bed and then slid down the left thigh high taking it off and
laid it next to the right one. She pulls down the satin charmeuse string bikini
panties and tosses them on top of the uniform and lingerie pile. Now it was
time to put on the bikini that the 2nd Lt was probably wearing last week. She
steps into the bottom and pulls it up into place, she re-ties the sides for a
better fit. Next was the top, she hooks the back slides it around puts the neck
strap over and then adjust the neck strap for a better fit pushing her breasts
around a little to get the right look. Satisfied at what sees in the mirror,
she grabs a towel and the room key then headed down to the pool. The pool was
heated and she was going to enjoy her newly two piece bikini at the hotel pool.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Alyssa got into
the major’s car and drove off heading towards the fancy dress/gown/lingerie
store. It only took her a half an hour to get there but it was worth it. She
was pulling into a parking spot at one of the biggest store she had ever seen.
She got out, headed inside amazed at the huge selections in satin charmeuse
gowns, dresses and sexy lingerie. Alyssa was going enjoy this shopping spree at
the major’s expense. She picked out a pink, purple, light blue and royal blue
gowns, then picked out the matching knee length dresses and matching lingerie
to go with the gowns and dresses. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Now it was time
to get something to eat at the restaurant down the road. A nice steak dinner
would do the trick, she ordered her food. Alyssa ate the steak dinner, left
money for her bill and tipped her waitress. She would head back to the lingerie
store to buy more satin string bikini panties. When she was done shopping she
bought 150 pairs of panties that the store had there. All done with her
shopping spree it was now back to the hotel room, undress and go through her
newly bought wardrobe. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Alyssa arrived
back at the hotel, grabbed her shopping bags and went inside. Going up to her
room she felt good and couldn’t wait to get on with the mission at hand. She
opened the room to the major’s room and got undressed. She unbuttoned the 3
silver buttons on the blue jacket. She slides the jacket off and laid it on the
bed, removes the neck tab and then unbuttons the buttons on the light blue
blouse. She removes the light blue blouse laying it on the bed as well. Alyssa
unzips the zipper of the blue skirt, she slides the skirt down and steps out of
it, lays the blue skirt on top of the blue jacket. She slips off the patient leather
dress shoes, sets them aside and then pulls the satin charmeuse white slip up
and off her body. Tossing the slip onto the bed she unfastens the hooks in the
back and slides the white satin bra off. Alyssa tosses the bra on the bed as
well. She slides the right silky smooth thigh high down her leg carefully
pulling it off setting it on the foot board, she does the same with the left
silky smooth thigh high laying it on top of the right one. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Still wearing the
satin string bikini panties the real major was wearing, she goes over and gets
the deep purple satin charmeuse floor length gown, unzips the zipper in the
back and steps into it. Pulling the gown up putting her arms through the
spaghetti straps. She zips up the zipper in the back fastens the back strap
clasp and looks herself over. Alyssa loves at what she sees in the mirror and
decided to go through the 150 pairs of satin string bikini panties while
wearing the satin charmeuse gown. She was happy and very relaxed as she went
through her newly bought wardrobe. After a few hours Alyssa decided to go to
bed and get a good night sleep for the drive to Colorado. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">She unfastens the
back strap, unzips the zipper in the back and slides the deep purple satin
charmeuse gown down. She steps out of it, then puts it back on the hanger and
then hangs it back up. Alyssa opens up the major’s suitcase and pulls out the
light blue satin charmeuse chemise that the major would have worn that night
and probably worn the last few nights. After she slips the chemise nighty on
she crawled into bed and got a good night sleep.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Stacey got done
taking a dip in the pool, the two piece bikini had fit perfectly. She got out
of the swimming pool, dried off and headed back upstairs to her room. She
opened the door and went in, Stacey removed the top then the bottom. She jumped
in the shower and put on a turquoise satin charmeuse nightgown the same gown
that the 2nd lt wore the previous night and then crawled into bed. Stacey had
gotten a very good night sleep and woke up around 8 am, she decided to get
dress in the same uniform that she took off the 2nd lt the day before but put
on new hosiery and lingerie.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Stacey went over
to the suitcase, picked it up and opened the suitcase. She removed a white
satin charmeuse slip, white satin bra, white satin string bikini panties a pair
of nude color silky smooth thigh high nylons. She took off the turquoise satin
charmeuse nightgown, then picked up the white satin bra and slips it on fastens
the hooks in the back. Stacey adjust the straps for a better fit, she then
picks up the nude color silky smooth thigh high rolls it up and slides it up
her right leg. She smooths it out and picks up the left one rolls it up and
slides it on smoothing it out. Now Stacey picks up the white satin string
bikini panties, steps into them and pulls them up into place. Her scent quickly
fills the cotton crotch marking them as hers now. Stacey picks up the white
satin charmeuse slip and puts it on over her head letting the slip fall over
her torso. She adjusted the straps for a better fit, grabbing the light blue
blouse slips it on. Stacey buttons up the buttons and button up the cuffs, she
picks up the blue skirt, steps into it and pulls it up over her silky smooth
nylon covered legs tucking in the satin slip and light blue blouse. She zips up
the zipper in the back, reaches under the skirt pulling on the blouse and slip
for a better forming fit. She picks up the neck tab and puts it on, looks at
herself in the mirror making sure everything was ok. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Stacey steps into
the patient leather shiny dress shoes then picks up the blue jacket. Slips it
on and buttons up the three silver buttons, satisfied with her appearance
Stacey gathers up the rest of the 2nd lt’s stuff and her newly bought clothes
and heads down stairs to the lobby to check out. Stacey checked out, loaded up
the car and headed towards NORAD near Colorado Springs. Leaving Hays, Kansas
Stacey headed west on Interstate 70, 225 miles to NORAD about a 4 hour drive.
It would not take all day and soon as she got checked into the command the
better. After 2 ½ hours Stacey reached Limon, Kansas and headed southwest on
state route 24 towards Colorado Springs. She stopped for lunch and fill up her
gas tank. She was back on the road again and in a 1 ½ hours Stacey would be at
the gate of the Cheyenne Mountain Air Force base and she could check in as the
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reached the gate of the base and was directed to the admin building to start
her check in process. She would be given a BOQ room on base until she would
find an apartment in west side of Colorado Springs. She got her paperwork and
headed towards the BOQ to get her room. Stacey arrived there, got her room and
would continue the check in process. Once she moved into her room she sent a
coded text to Alyssa letting her know that Stacey had made it to the base and
was checking in. Stacey unpacked the suitcases and other bags she had and then
settled in for the night. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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very Last Mission and a New Start!</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">As Stacey was
heading towards Colorado Springs, Alyssa was getting ready to leave Topeka,
Kansas and heading west on Interstate 70. She would arrive 4 hours behind
Stacey at the Cheyenne Mountain Air Force base. She took out a fresh pair of
light blue satin string bikini panties, nude color silky smooth thigh highs,
light blue satin bra and a light blue satin charmeuse slip. Alyssa would wear
the same uniform that she had taken off the major the night before. She took a
hot shower, dried off came out and does up her hair then puts on her makeup. She
then picks up the right silky smooth thigh high rolled it up and slid it on
pulling it up into place. She grabbed the left silky smooth thigh high rolled
it up and slid it up. Alyssa picks up the light blue satin bra and slips it on
then fastens the hooks in the back. She adjusts the straps for a better fit,
then picks up the light blue satin string bikini panties steps into them and
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt; margin: 0px;">Alyssa picks up
the light blue satin charmeuse slip and slips it on over her head letting it
fall over her upper torso. She adjusted the straps and then Alyssa picks up the
light blue blouse, slips it on and buttons up the buttons. Next she picks up
the blue skirt, steps into it and pulls the skirt up tucking in the slip and
blouse. She zips up the zipper, fastens the outer clasp reaching under the
skirt pulls on the blouse and slip to get a tighter fit showing her curves.
Alyssa looking into the mirror puts on the neck tab. Satisfied she slips on the
patient leather dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. Happy with her
appearance Alyssa gathered up her stuff, pack it and left the room to check
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out, put her suitcases into the trunk and left the hotel parking lot. She got
on interstate 70 west and headed towards NORAD. A few hours later she stopped
at Hays, Kansas for lunch and gas. She got back on the road heading west at 70
mph not to attract to much attention to herself. in another 2 ½ hours she was
in Colorado and now in Limon, Colorado. She stopped for dinner and gas, got back
onto the road heading southwest on state route 24 heading towards colorado
springs. In another hour and a half she would be at the Air Force base checking
in. Stacey was checked in and at the BOQ waiting. Alyssa arrived at the air
base and checked into the BOQ getting a room right next to Stacey’s room. She
sent Stacey a coded text that she was in her room and that she would meet with
her in the lounge down stairs. Stacey rogered up and went down stairs, Alyssa
followed and went in. Acting like she didn’t know the young woman started up a
conversation with the young officer after introducing herself. They would check
into the base administration building tomorrow. It would take a few weeks to
actually get the mission started but the mission would start tomorrow as the
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Alyssa and Stacey were done talking and headed their separate ways. They would
get ready to start the mission and get ready to check into the command. Alyssa
got into her room and got undressed, she removed the mask put on the major’s
sexy lingerie and went to sleep. Stacey did the same thing and fell asleep
really quick in the 2nd lt’s sexy lingerie. Both women would get up early and
get ready for the second part of the mission. The morning came early and Alyssa
and Stacey got up at 5am and started to get ready. Today would be a big day and
start of the mission. Alyssa dropped the satin charmeuse chemise turned on the
mask making machine and strode into the shower. When she was done Alyssa came
out and did up her hair, applied her makeup and picked out a pair of white
satin string bikini panties, matching bra, white satin charmeuse slip, silky
smooth nude colored thigh high and the fresh uniform that she took out doubled
checked the awards, badges and rank insignias on the blue jacket.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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the right silky smooth nude thigh high, rolls it up and slides it on. She pulls
the thigh high up into position and then smooths it out, then picks up the left
thigh high. Alyssa rolls it up and slides it on. She pulls it up into place and
smooths it out. Picking up the white satin bra, Alyssa slips it on and fastens
the hooks in the back adjusted the straps for a better fit. She picks up the
white satin string bikini panties, steps into them and pulls them up into
place. She picks up the white satin charmeuse slip, slips it on over her head
letting it fall over her upper torso. Alyssa adjusted the straps for a better
fit and then went over to the table and got ready to do her makeup and hair,
but first she pressed the mask making machine button and the mask began to take
shape. In a few minutes, Alyssa had her mask of the major’s face ready. She sat
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the edges and the rest of the mask but it was perfect when Alyssa got done, now
she did her makeup and her hair. Satisfied that she could pass as the major,
She went ahead and continued to get dressed. She takes the light blue blouse
off the hanger and slips it on. She buttons up the buttons and button the cuffs
as well. Next she removes the blue skirt from the hanger, steps into it and
pulls it up tucking in the satin charmeuse slip and the light blue blouse.
Alyssa zips up the zipper, fastens the outer clasp and reaches under the skirt
tugging on the blouse and slip to get a tighter fit making Alyssa’s perfect 35c
breasts stand out. She steps into the patient leather dress shoes with a 3 inch
heel on them. She picks up the neck tab and puts it on, she adjusts it and then
takes the blue jacket off the hanger and slips it on. Alyssa buttons up the 3
silver buttons and looks herself over in the mirror. Satisfied she grabs the
blue dress cover, black purse, transfer package and the car keys then heads out
to the base administration building.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;"></span></div>
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getting ready, so was Stacey. She picked out a clean fresh uniform to wear, as
well as a white satin bra and a matching pair white satin string bikini
panties. Stacey opened the drawer containing silky smooth nylons and pantyhose.
She selected a pair of nude color non-control top pantyhose. She took a quick
shower, applied her mask, did her hair, make up and got dressed. Stacey slipped
on the white satin string bikini panties pulling them up into place, next came
the nude color pantyhose. She rolled the right leg up and then slide it on
pulling it up to the knee, she then rolled up the left leg and slide it up to
the knee. Stacey carefully pulled up the pantyhose up into place letting the
waist band snap. She smooths them out and picks up the white satin bra, slides
it on and fastens the hooks in the back adjusting the straps for a better fit. Next
she picks up the white satin charmeuse slip and slides it on, adjusting the
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on her sexy lingerie, Stacey takes the blue skirt off the hanger, unzips the
zipper and steps into it. She pulls up the skirt into place zips up the zipper
and fastens the outer clasp. Stacey checks the name tag on the lt blue blouse
takes it off the hanger and slips it on. She button up the buttons tucks in the
blouse into the skirt reaches up under the skirt and pulls the blouse down. She
looks herself over in the mirror to check the uniform is in regs and looks
good. Satisfied Stacey checked the ribbons and name tag on the blue jacket took
it off the hanger and slides it on. She buttons up the 3 silver buttons and
then steps into the black patent leather dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on
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her transfer package, dress cover, purse and car keys. She headed out the door
locking up her room and then headed out to her car. She started the car and
headed towards the administration building. Stacey would check into the command
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arrived at the administration building to start their check in process. It took
a few hours but both of the spies made it through the check in process and were
heading over the part of the base that would start on their security clearances.
Alyssa (the major) and Stacey (the 2nd lieutenant) gave fingerprints and
retinal scans to the young sergeant taking all of the information. </span></div>
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was done both of the spies left for their rooms and started to look for
apartments for rent. The BOQ was only temporary lodging for two weeks after
that both women would be told to get an apartment. Both women found apartments
inside the same apartment complex and this would pay big dividends later as
Alyssa and Stacey could communicate more effectively throughout the mission.
It would take two weeks for their security clearances to come in and for them
to get started on working in the secure areas of the base. The spies for now
get as much information as they could and possibly look at some of the women on
the base for future capture. Some of the women on base were hotties and would
fetch a nice price. </span></div>
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security clearances came in and Alyssa and Stacey could now go into the secure
part of the base and get started with the mission. First they would get the
layout of the inside where the security cameras are and how easy or hard
access was for the computers. The spies were impressed that security was tight
and not to easy to get around. Where's there is a will there's a way and these
two ladies would find that way to get around all of the security. First get to
know your target and abilities, study and do small practice runs before you
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got their apartments and moved in, set up a small base of operations in their
spare bedrooms and started to communicate in code on what to do. This is going
great according to the plan, Stacey said to Alyssa in code. Yes it is and
tommorow we’ll get started on getting everything setup to get the information that
is required. Yes the sooner the better so we can get on with retirement and
living our lives, Alyssa replied. I guess we shouldn't get a head of ourselves
but complete the mission first, Stacey replied. Exactly so lets go over what we
need to do, Alyssa replied. After several communications between them Alyssa
and Stacey knew what each other had to do and would start everything the next
day. </span></div>
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Alyssa and Stacey got ready to go back in the base. Once on the base they got
to work sneaky and without anyone noticing put small recorders inside the
computers and bus centers. This would automatically download the information
directly to their computers at their apartments. When the day was over both
spies could send it to the agency without any further reroute to another
computer bus. This was going really good and it was coming up on the time for
both imposters to be transferred to separate bases at which time both officers
would disappear for ever leaving no trace as to who they really were or what
they really wanted. As it came to transfer both Alyssa and Stacey removed all
the download equipment and took it with them. The last day came and both
received medals for their hard work while stationed at the base. With
everything packed up and ready both Alyssa and Stacey left with no trace of
their existence. Once back both Alyssa and Stacey told their handler about
their retirement and wanting to start a family. The agency handler agreed and
offered a position to both in the training of new spies and receiving
information from the spies out in the field. </span></div>
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Stacey agree to do that and would give them the required time to start their
family, having all girls would enhance the future of the agency having female
spies available in the future. Within a year Stacey was pregnant with the first
of 2 girls. Both would be homeschooled and start their training at a very young
age which would make them more efficient and effective spies. Samantha was born
first then Sammie was born second. One blonde and one brunette just like their
parents. As time went on the girls had Alyssa and Stacey as their handlers,
which would be a big boost in their missions. With the next generation in place
it was time for both to retire permanently from the spie game and enjoy each
other's company as long as time permitted. Samantha and Sammie did very well
and could be attribute this to their parents. Both girls watched their parents
pass on and they couldn't be happier that they were taught by such great women
and could now carry on their legacy with pride. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">After another two hour drive, Nicole was back in her apartment. The first thing she needed to do was put away the jar with the blonde’s vagina, uterus and ovaries with the rest of her collection. She taped the woman’s drivers license to the jar, opened the floor boards by her bed and put the jar next to the other eight she had. After awhile the body parts would soak in the formaldehyde preserving them for ever. With that done She could now go onto the next thing and that was to get more intel on her next victim. Nicole had already sized Sabrina up and was a perfect match including the looks. She would have to dye her hair blond but women did that often in todays world. She would leave her pubic hair jet black to remind her of how dominant she was. A nice stripe down the middle would do the trick. Since this was a special one, Nicole would buy a pair of cheap white nylon panties, shove them up her vagina letting them soak her vaginal juices. A satin scarf would be used to hold in the panties with the knot also soaked in her vaginal juices. Foam tape 3 inches wide would be used to make sure the panties and knotted scarf wouldn’t come out. Nylon braided rope with no core would be used to tie up Sabrina extremely tight cutting off any circulation of blood, making any use of arms, hands, legs and feet useless. That part of the plan was done the other part was the execution of the plan, how to get inside, knock her out or force her to strip nude at gunpoint. The gun would have a silencer on it to muffle any sound if needed. Another thing Nicole thought about was to get inside and place video surveillance inside and get the codes for the security system. This would also give her insight to who Sabrina talked too, got dressed, undressed, walked, talked, facial expressions and her life in general. Nicole would also have a chance to get access to any safe in the house which would hold passcodes and words to any banks accounts, atm cards and credit cards. She would also get a hold of paper with Sabrina’s signature to practice it. That would come in very handy for later use at the banks, stores and the Air Force base where she worked. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">After an hour in the hot tub, Sabrina got out dried off and went to her bed covered in the finest satin charmeuse comforter and sheets, deep purple in color which made her blond hair stand out against the pillow. She had almost every color in the satin charmeuse sheets and she could afford them. Sabrina knew that most women would be jealous and would hate her for what she had. That is why she never made female friends, she felt that the women she met were stuck up and were thinking that they should have everything that Sabrina or any other rich woman had without having to work for it. It was an advantage and disadvantage to have no friends, advantage - no one would be able to take advantage of her wealth, disadvantage - if something would happen to her, nobody would know or be concern about it. She would often think about it but came to the conclusion that it was easier to be a loner than to deal with all the bullshit that came with friendships and relationships. Sabrina fell asleep and dreamed. Sabrina woke up and went to the bathroom to do her business and splash some water on her face. Little did she know that about an hour ago a car pulled into the driveway and was hidden behind the bushes that she would not able to see since her bedroom was in the back of the house and Sabrina never set the video or alarm system she had installed. She went back into the bedroom, opened the dresser drawer and took out a light blue pair of satin charmeuse string bikini panties a matching front closure bra and garter belt. Her hosiery would be neutral pair of thigh highs silky smooth to the touch. Sabrina slipped on the light blue satin bra over her perfect firm 35c breasts and fasten the front closure. She adjusted the straps for a better fit pushing up her cleavage a little. She grabbed the light blue satin garter belt, slips it on fastens the hooks in the back and then picks up the right silky smooth thigh high. Sabrina rolls the thigh high up, slips it over her right toes. As she pulls the thigh high up over her well smoothen shaven right leg. She pulled it up into place and fastens the thigh high to the fasteners. Next after smoothing out the right thigh high, Sabrina picks up the left one rolls it up and slips the thigh high over her left toes. Sabrina pulls it up into place and then she fastens the thigh high to the fasteners. Just like the right thigh high, she smooths out the left one. Sabrina wouldn’t never admit it but she always got a little excited when she got dressed in her sexy lingerie. She picks up the light blue satin charmeuse string bikini panties and steps into them. She pulls them up slowly into place feeling her tight firm ass in the palm of her hands. The cotton crotch was nestled up against her hot and wet vagina, soaking in her scent marking the satin charmeuse panties as hers. Sabrina strutted over to the make up table and did up her hair then applied the makeup and some perfume. She strutted over to the third huge walkin closet, slides open the mirror door automatically turning on the lights inside. She picks out a light blue / navy blue satin charmeuse slip, takes the satin slip off the hanger and slips it on. The slip falls over her torso forming to her body’s figure, then adjust the straps for a better fit. Sabrina walks out of the third walkin closet to the second huge walkin closet where she stored her uniforms, opens the sliding mirror door. When opened the mirror door the lights came on and she gets the uniform she wore the day before taking it over to the bed. She hung it up on the tall bedpost, then slides off the light blue blouse. Sabrina slips it on her and then started to buttoned up the buttons in the center, after that she buttoned the cuffs. She unclipped the blue skirt from the hanger and stepped into it. Sabrina pulled up the skirt over her silky smooth nylon covered legs tucking in the slip and blouse as she went zipping up the zipper and then fastening the outer clasp. Reaching underneath the skirt pulling down the the slip and blouse while she watched herself in the mirror door, she was now ready for her neck tab.</span></div>
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She had put recording devices on the the house phone and then snooped around the place she found a slip of paper with Sabrina’s signature on it and took it. She lifted the pictures on the walls for any safes in the house and decided to head down to the basement. It was just as big as the upstairs with storage rooms that were empty. A very good place to keep her captives until she was ready to dispose of them. No safes were down here but the dirty laundry was and on top was the satin charmeuse string bikini panties Sabrina wore the day before with the American flag print on them. Nicole picked the panties up and took a whife before putting the panties in her pocket. She went through the dirty laundry taking a satin charmeuse slip, bra and a few more pair of panties. Nicole went back upstairs to the master bedroom and decided to do a more thorough search there. Once back inside the master bedroom, Nicole started her search. She opened one of the 4 huge walkin closets, the first one was filed with shoes, but tapped the floor anyways. No safe was in there, so she moved to the next one and slid open the door. Inside was Sabrina’s uniforms, dress suits, skirts and satin charmeuse blouses where. She took a good look around and no safe was inside so Nicole decided to take a grey dress suit, grey mid thigh skirt and royal blue blouse satin charmeuse blouse with a matching satin charmeuse scarf. She went to the first walkin closet and took a pair of grey dress pumps with a 3 inch heel on them. Sliding both mirror doors shut she moved onto the third huge walkin closet, opening the sliding mirror door. Nicole was at a loss at what she saw and knew she hit the jackpot. She checked for a safe but there wasn’t one inside the walk in closet. She took a royal blue satin charmeuse camisole, a silver satin charmeuse mini slip that matched the length of the grey skirt. Nicole left the third walk in closet sliding the door closed and went to the fourth huge walk in closet, sliding the door open and when the lights came on her mouth was drooling at what she saw. satin charmeuse gowns, dresses and mini dresses. She checked for a safe and to her surprise there was one behind the gowns. It was unlocked, she slide it open and went through the stuff inside finding what she needed. Passcodes, passwords, pin numbers, banking information and the four digit number to the security system and the schematics to it. The location of the sensors and video cameras inside and outside of the house. She even knew where the brains of it where and she would soon connect her stuff to it. She copied everything down and took pics of the schematic and then put everything back to where it was so Sabrina wouldn’t get wise that somebody was there inside her house. She took a satin charmeuse royal blue gown, dress and a mini dress. Nicole felt that Sabrina had so many that she wouldn’t know if one was missing since she would take the hangers too from what she removed from the walk in closets, she also took a satin charmeuse night gown, chemise and a teddy. Royal blue was Nicole’s favorite color as were purple was Sabrina’s. Nicole packed everything inside her black back pack and decided to turn on her surveillance system, do a quick check on her laptop. Everything was a go as she scrolled through the various camera views of the house. Outside was good to go too, but before leaving she had to check out the patch of woods just beyond the flower garden. Nicole left the side door of the garage unlocked heading towards her car. She put everything in her car and headed on down to the woods. When she got there it was perfect, very dense on the outside and thin in the inner part and the trees were spaced apart as well. A very good place to bury the bodies of her unsuspecting blonde victims and to store the jars a perfect place inside the house. Once she got rid off the real Sabrina, Nicole would do some remodeling of her own. Nicole got into her car and left for her whole in the wall apartment to wait for Sabrina to come home and enjoy the show. </span></div>
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Then around 5 pm Sabrina pulled into the driveway and Nicole got excited as she watched the car come down the driveway. Sabrina opened the garage door and pulled the corvette in. She shut off the engine, shut the garage door and went inside. Nicole was observing all of this and decided that she needed video inside the car as well, just to get a look at her saluting and an up the skirt shot for her enjoyment. She would sneak in tonight to set them up, besides Sabrina didn’t even check the side door or even turn on the security system. Sabrina walked into the kitchen from the hallway sat her dress cover down along with her purse and keys. She proceeded upstairs to get undressed, Sabrina started to unbutton the 3 silver buttons on her blue jacket. When she got to her bedroom she slid off the jacket and hung it up on the hanger. She opened the second walk in closet and hung it up. She then began to strip out of her uniform, all the while unknown to her someone was watching her on video and enjoying every minute of it. Sabrina removed the neck tab and slipped off the patent leather black dress shoes. She unzipped the zipper of the blue skirt, unfastens the outer clasp and then slides it down over her silky smooth nylon covered legs. Sabrina hangs the blue skirt up on the clips on the hanger then unbutton the cuffs of her light blue blouse and then the buttons in the center. She slides the blouse off exposing the light blue / navy blue satin charmeuse slip hugging every curve of her body, hangs put it on the hanger over the skirt. Nicole licked her lips as she watched Sabrina get undressed. Sabrina took the blouse and skirt to the walk in closet and hung the uniform up and then lifted the satin charmeuse slip up and over her head removing it from her body, this exposed the light blue satin blue charmeuse bra, garter belt and string bikini panties. Sabrina bends over then unfastens the silky smooth thigh highs from the garter belt and slides them down taking each one off gently as not to snag it causing a run in them. She sets them aside, reaches up unfastens the front closure of her satin bra, sliding it off and laying it on the bed. Sabrina unfastens the hooks on the garter belt, removes it laying it on the bed. She picks up the silky smooth nylons, puts them into a small laundry bag along with the bra and garter belt put them down the laundry chute in the bathroom. Now wearing only her light blue satin charmeuse string bikini panties went down stairs to get a glass of red wine and soak in her hot tub. Nicole was taking it all in and got excited when she watched Sabrina strut her firm ass around in the satin charmeuse panties. With Sabrina’s panties in her hand Nicole rubbed them between her fingers as she watched Sabrina on her laptop. Soon she would be doing that as Sabrina as the real Sabrina watched all tied up and panty gagged. Nicole would keep Sabrina as a sex slave for awhile before doing her in. Sabrina had no idea that she was being watched and went about her routine her firm breasts bouncing a little every time she walked. She sat down watched a little TV and drank her red wine. This was very good information to have as Nicole watched and ate her dinner. Sabrina decided to get something to eat and made herself dinner. It was time to go to bed and Sabrina decided to head on up. She set her plate and wine glass in the sink. Nicole watched most of video as it was coming and soon would go to sleep after Sabrina did. Sabrina walked upstairs heading towards the bedroom, the satin string bikini panties moving on her tight firm ass as she walked. She got to her bedroom and crawled in after she pulled back the satin comforter and bed sheet. Sabrina enjoyed sleeping this way ever since she was a young preteen. As she was observing Sabrina, Nicole was getting all the information she could on the bank accounts, etc. She loved at what she saw and knew that she had hit the jackpot. Nicole decided to turn in for the night and get a good night sleep before heading back over to Sabrina’s place to install cameras inside the vehicles. </span></div>
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Sabrina takes off the blue jacket from its hanger slips it on and buttons up the 3 silver buttons. She steps into the patient leather dress pumps and then looks herself over in the sliding door mirror. Satisfied with her appearance, Sabrina grabbed her purse, keys and dress cover then headed down stairs to the garage. As usual Sabrina never put on the alarm system, got into her corvette started the engine as the garage door opened and then backed out. She closed the garage door and headed towards the base as Nicole watched from her laptop. Nicole would get her stuff ready to install the video equipment inside the vehicles. First she would review the video she recorded and burn it to a cd. Nicole got dressed, she decided to pick out a royal blue satin charmeuse mid thigh dress with black silky smooth thigh highs, royal blue satin thong and black dress pumps. First she would take a shower first shaving her legs and trimming her jet black pubic region. Once she was done Nicole came out of the bathroom finishing drying off. She tossed the towel down on a chair and then picked up the right black silky smooth thigh high, rolled it up and slipped it over her toes. Nicole pulled it up over her well shaven smooth right leg into place. Next she rolled up the left one, slipped it over her toes and pulled it up over her left well shaven leg. Once she pulled it up into place Nicole smoothed both thigh highs out and picks up the satin charmeuse thong and steps into it and pulls it up into place. Nicole removes the royal blue satin charmeuse mid thigh dress off from the hanger, unzips the back zipper and steps into the dress. She pulls the dress up putting her perfect 35c breasts inside the cups, then zips up the zipper. Finally she steps into the black dress pumps with a 2 inch heel on them. Everything she was wearing belonged to victim number 9 and soon Nicole thought she would soon add on to her stolen wardrobe. She looks herself over in the mirror, satisfied she decided to grab the equipment she needed. Nicole would take over the stuff she would need to tie up Sabrina when the time came, that way it would be available if needed before the planned attack date. Nicole already took a few things of Sabrina’s and in a day or so wear them out on the town. She would observe Sabrina for a few more weeks. It would be a long weekend, the 4th of July. A perfect time to strike and still have time to play with her new captive. Nicole was still practicing Sabrina’s signature and she had already went through the bank accounts and credit cards. Nicole would go through the house again to do a double check to make sure she didn’t overlook anything important. Nicole grabbed the rope, tape, panties and the satin scarf stuffed them into a black back pack flung it into her shoulder. She picks up her the black bag containing the extra video equipment and headed out the door. She opened the car door setting the black bags on the passenger seat, started up her car and headed towards Sabrina’s. It took her about an hour to reach Sabrina’s house. She pulled behind the bushes to conceal her car, grabbed both black bags and then walked up to the side door of the garage. She opened the door carefully and listen for an alarm. As before Sabrina didn’t put on the security system which made it easy for the deadly stalker named Nicole to gain access to Sabrina’s house. Nicole took full advantage of the lack in security to her advantage with no alarm sound Nicole went to work. First she hid the black back pack behind some boxes and then went to the black SUV. Seeing the SUV unlocked she open the drivers side door and placed a video camera underneath the dash pointing at Sabrina’s crotch when she sat inside the SUV to drive. Another one was placed on the top corner of the passenger side to view Sabrina from above. While she waited for the soon to be ex owner of the house to return she decided to put another video camera underneath the makeup table. A great shot at Sabrina’s crotch and one that Nicole was looking forward too. After she installed the video camera Nicole went down stairs and got something to eat. She poured herself a glass of red wine Sabrina’s favorite. After eating Nicole cleaned up and decided to relax until it was time to hide back inside the garage. She could now relax and enjoy herself in a house that soon would be hers. </span></div>
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Now start stripping, completely nude down to your bare ass honey!” the mysterious woman said with a hint of disgust in her voice. “Ok, why do you want my uniform?” Sabrina asks as she started to unbutton the three silver buttons. “I need your uniform and since i’ll be wearing it and i’ll take those undergarments too while you’re at it.” the mysterious woman said waving her gun up and down. “That’s sick wanting to wear another woman’s panties.” Sabrina replied as she slid off the blue jacket and laid it on the purple satin comforter. “You might think so Sabrina but I don’t mind wearing another woman’s panties especially yours.” the mysterious woman replied in kind as she watched Sabrina remove the neck tab and tossing it on the bed. “How do you know my name? What’s your name?” Sabrina asks as she unbuttons the buttons on her short sleeve light blue blouse. “Ok sweet cheeks, my name is Nicole and I have been stalking you for a long while. Just so you know who I am and it won’t get you out of this, now keep on stripping and put a move on it.” Nicole replied as she had a wicked smile on her face watching Sabrina remove the light blue blouse. Sabrina laid it on top of the blue jacket and then unfastens the outer clasp on the blue skirt. “Why did you stalk me Nicole if that’s your real name.?” Sabrina asks as she unzips the zipper. Sabrina slides down the blue skirt and steps out of it. She laid the skirt on top of the blue jacket and light blue blouse. Nicole liked at what she saw and she licked her lips. “Oh it was real easy to pick you out. Shopping at expensive shops, buying expensive clothes and lingerie. After following you home was easy as well, thanks for not putting on the security system that made it so easy to do what i’m doing now.” Nicole said with a laugh and a wicked grin as she watched Sabrina pull up the light blue satin charmeuse slip over her head and off. “I can’t believe this, why me? I never did anything to you.” Sabrina asks as she laid the slip on top of the uniform pile. “Because I wanted too and you had really nice gowns, dresses and lingerie that I really want.” Nicole said with a laugh and enjoying the strip show right in front of her. Sabrina unfastens the hooks on the light blue satin charmeuse bra and slips off her chest exposing her perfect 35c firm and perky breasts. This got Nicole excited as her nipples got hard and erect underneath the sun dress she wore. “I don’t understand why me?” Sabrina said as she started to slide down the right silky smooth nude color thigh high. Taking it off and then laying it over the footboard, she then slides down the left silky smooth thigh high taking it off as well and laying it next to the right one. “Now for those panties. Take them off slowly so I can enjoy it Sabrina.” Nicole said as she directed Sabrina. “What are you planning to do with me Nicole.?” Sabrina asks as she slowly pulled down the hot pink satin charmeuse panties slowly as Nicole watched and was clearly enjoying as what she saw. “You’ll see soon enough my dear put the panties on the bed, put hands on top of your head and get on your knees.” Nicole directed Sabrina as she took her black back pack off and retrieved some rope. “Ok i’m doing it just don’t hurt me. You have what you want, my uniform and lingerie.” Sabrina replied as she put her hands on top of her head and got on her knees. “Nice metal chair you have here. A nice chair to tie you up in.” Nicole said as she retrieved the metal chair and put it behind Sabrina keeping an eye on her prey. “Now get up and sit in the chair, put your arms behind your back clasping your hands together.” Nicole told Sabrina as she kept a close eye on Sabrina retrieving the first length of rope. “OK.” came from Sabrina as she got up, sat down in the chair and put her hands behind her clasping her hands together. “Don’t do anything stupid Sabrina, understand!” Nicole told Sabrina as she put the end of the barrel to the back of Sabrina’s head. “Yes, I understand. I’ll do what you want me to do.” Sabrina replied as she felt the rope being applied around her wrists. “I’m going to enjoy this part and you will to.” Nicole said with a smile on her face as she wrapped the rope around Sabrina’s wrists 3 inches wide and then pulled the rope as tight as the rope would go. Nicole wrenched in pain as this was happening, Nicole being satisfied that the rope was tight as possible tied it off with several tight knots. “Hey the rope is too tight, you’ll cut off my circulation.” Sabrina said wincing in pain. “Hey I said enjoy it, you’re going to get a lot more rope soon enough so deal with it.” Nicole said retrieving five more lengths of rope out and wrapping one around Sabrina’s elbows. “Please not so tight.” Sabrina begged as she felt the rope being wrapped around her elbows and being pulled tight making sure the elbows were touching each other. Just like the rope around the wrists, the rope around the elbows was 3 inches wide and pulled as tight as it would go and then several tight knots were tied off securing the wrists and elbows together. Sabrina winced in pain as the elbows were being tied together and she knew her ankles would be next. “Please Nicole not so tight, it hurts.” begged Sabrina but it fell on deaf ears as Nicole began to tie Sabrina’s left ankle to the chair. First a figure eight wrap and then wraps the rest around pulling the rope tight. Sabrina winced in pain as the rope was pulled tight and then several tight knots tied off to secure the rope. With a wicked smile on her face Nicole grabbed another length of of rope and just like the left ankle did a figure eight at first pulling it tight. Nicole then wrapped the rope around pulling it tight, when she was done the rope on both ankles were 3 inches wide and tied off with tight knots. Sabrina winced in extreme pain as she felt more rope was figured eight around her right knee then wrapped the rope around pulling it tight until the rope was 3 inches wide. Tugging on the rope, Nicole tied the rope off with several tight knots. Sabrina winced in pain as she felt the rope being figured eight first and then wrapped around her right knee, Nicole smiling as she pulled the rope tight. Nicole tied the rope off tight with several knots. “A few more lengths of rope and we’ll be done with tying you up.” Nicole said as she grabbed the last three lengths of rope and unwound the first one. “What are you doing to me?” Sabrina asks as she felt rope being applied to her tied wrists. “I’m tying you up sweety and making sure you don’t go anywhere.” Nicole responded as she wrapped the rope around Sabrina’s secured wrists then around her waist securing the arms to the chair and the body. Nicole pulled the rope tight and tied it off, next after picking up the length of rope Nicole wrapped it around Sabrina’s chest, above and below the perky firm breasts. “No this can’t be happening.” Sabrina cried out as Nicole secured the breasts rope pinning the upper body to the metal chair. “Just one more rope to do and then it’s time for your gag.” Nicole said with laughter in her voice. She took the last length of rope looped it through the bottom rung then under Sabrina’s left butt cheek and leg. Sabrina felt the rope being tugged underneath and then sliding into her butt crack. She knew that this rope would make her pussy very sore. Nicole with a smile pulled the rope underneath the pussy then passed it underneath the waist and breasts ropes. She split the rope then underneath the top bar and then back over the shoulders. Nicole pulled on the rope tight and then wrapped it around the breasts ropes squeezing the perky firm breasts together as Nicole tied it off. Sabrina screamed in pain as the rope was pulled tight and really screamed as it was tied squeezing her breasts together. Nicole watched as Sabrina squirmed all tied up in the metal chair and had a huge smile on her face as she knew what was next. “Just relax Sabrina and accept it, your are tied up extremely tight and you won’t get loose.” Nicole told Sabrina as she now went to get the panty gag ready. “NO, let me go!” Sabrina screamed as she fought the tight bondage trying in vain to get free. “Nope, I’m afraid I can’t do that honey. You were dominated by me and your sweet ass is mine now. I thinks it’s time to keep you quiet with a hot pair of my panties crammed into your pretty mouth.” Nicole responded as she pulled out the white satin scarf with a medium size knot in the middle. She stepped in front of the Sabrina reached underneath her sundress sticking her fingers inside her vagina pulling out a white pair of nylon panties that was soaked in her pussy juices. “Now Sabrina you can do this the easy way or the hard way? So be a good little girl and open up.” Nicole told Sabrina as she held the panties near her mouth. Sabrina moved her head back and turned her face away. Nicole got pissed and grabbed Sabrina’s hair pulling her head back. “I said open up bitch.” Sabrina resisted feeling the pain as her hair was being pulled. “NO!” was Sabrina’s reply through clenched teeth. Nicole got really pissed slapping Sabrina’s face and then pinching her nose holding the panties on Sabrina’s lips. “You have to take a breath some time bitch.” Nicole said smiling knowing that her pussy juice soaked panties would eventually be inserted into Sabrina’s mouth. Sabrina tried as hard as she could to break free her nose and take a breath. Soon after 2 minutes Sabrina had no choice but to open her lips and try to breath, but Nicole twisted the nose and Sabrina opened her mouth to scream from the pain. Nicole was quick to push in the panties then clamping her hand over Sabrina’s mouth so she could get the knot of the satin scarf in Sabrina’s mouth. She inserted the knot , pulled the scarf tight then wrapped it around the lower jaw and then tied it off in the back of the neck. “There now a nice pair of tasty panties in your pretty mouth. Lets make sure that those panties don’t come out.” Nicole said as she grabbed the roll of 3 inch wide foam tape and started to wrap a layer around the lower jaw. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Sabrina as the foam tape was being wrapped around her head and lower jaw. Nicole wrapped the foam tape just under the nose then back behind the head. At least five good layers of foam tape was wrapped around Sabrina’s head and lower jaw preventing any chance of the panties comin out and Sabrina yelling for help. “There now all nice and quiet, the way I like my victims. “MMMPPPHHH!” screamed Sabrina through her gag. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Sabrina tried to move around and screamed into her panty gag as she heard every insulting word Nicole said to her. “MMMPPPHHH!” as Sabrina tried to arch herself in the chair but the bondage was extremely tight and Nicole did a really good job tying her up. Sabrina watched as the imposter rolled up the right thigh high then slipped it over her toes pulling the thigh high up slowly. “Oh feels so good going over my well shaven leg, I should have found you earlier sweetie. Just think thanks to you I’ll have the best of everything. The women before had really nice wardrobes but not this kind of quality.” Nicole said to her tied up victim as she pulled the right thigh high into place. She picked up the left thigh high, rolled it up and slipped it over her toes. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Sabrina as she watched Nicole get closer to achieving her goal of impersonating her. Sabrina screamed and tried to move as the left thigh high got pulled up the imposter’s leg into place. Nicole had a huge smile on her face smoothing out the nude color silky smooth thigh highs. “Dam these feel really good on my legs, great quality as well. Little inferior bitch like you having such fine things makes me sick to my stomach. You wonder why I did this to you, that is why. You had it, I didn’t so I decided take it by force. Love this light blue satin charmeuse slip, turns me on.” Nicole replied to Sabrina’s muffled scream. She slipped the slip over her head, letting the satin slip fall over the upper torso adjusting the straps for a little better fit. “MMMPPPHHH!” screamed Sabrina as she watched Nicole put on her satin charmeuse lingerie, clearly enjoying it. “MMMM, really love the feel of satin lingerie against my body especially when it’s another woman’s lingerie.” Nicole rubbed it in as she picked up the blue skirt from the bed and steps into it. “MMMPPPHHH!” reacted Sabrina in a very angry scream as she was being insulted by a woman who was stealing her life and pulling up the blue skirt she wore only a few hours ago. Nicole tucked in the light blue satin charmeuse slip as she pulled up the skirt zipped up the zipper and then fastens the outer clasp. “Awe are we upset that I’m wearing your lingerie and uniform. Well don’t worry sweetie you are not the first woman I did this to and won’t be the last either.” Nicole said as she brushed down the blue skirt, then reached underneath the skirt to pull down the satin slip. Sabrina tried to rock back and forth in the chair screaming through her panty gag “MMMPPPHHH!” as she was disgusted at what Nicole was saying to her. She was planning killing more women and her house would be used as her death chamber and grave sight. “Try as you must but you won’t get loose. You won’t be around much longer so just enjoy your time on this earth.” Nicole told Sabrina as she picks up the short sleeve light blue blouse from the bed and slips it on. She button up the buttons and picks the neck tab. “MMMPPPHHH!” screamed Sabrina as she watched the woman that now looked exactly like her put the finishing touches on her appearance. Nicole puts on the neck tab, adjusted it for the best fit and then slips on the shiny patent leather dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. “Yes a perfect fit. Now for the jacket to complete my transformation as you.” Nicole said rubbing it in as she picked up the blue jacket and slipped it on. “MMMPPPHHH!” screamed Sabrina as she watched Nicole button up the three silver buttons and then checking herself out in the sliding door mirror. “WOW I can’t believe how hot I look in uniform! Not only that but I look exactly like you, can’t believe my good luck. Well not so lucky for you sweetie, thanks so much for being such a naive bitch thinking that no one would get into the house and tie your ass up.” Nicole gloated as she looked herself over, checking out her ass in a military skirt that was a half inch above the knee but she would get away with it. Sabrina scream profanities at Nicole through her panty gag as she watched the bitch imposter looking herself over, gloating as she went about rubbing it in. “Such a potty mouth, glad we stuffed my panties in there. Well I think it’s time for the world to meet the new Sabrina Smith and say good bye to the old one. Don’t worry honey I’ll just tell everyone that you got yourself all tied up.” Nicole said as picked up her gun and hit the former Sabrina over the head knocking her out. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Sabrina as she was smacked on the head. Her head dropped, her chin resting on her chest and with no movement the ropes that cut off the blood circulation, cut off even more turning Sabrina’s hands and feet even more blue. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Very satisfied with knocking out the former Sabrina Smith with knowing that she could now go out as Sabrina Smith and really enjoy her self for the very first time impersonating another woman that she looked alike in every way and no one would be able to tell the difference. She had did her homework very well, stalked her victim and practice her signature for almost a year. Video every part of Sabrina’s life from going to work, getting dressed and even going to the bathroom. There was nothing that Nicole didn’t know about Sabrina and now it was time to put it to good use. The first stop would be the lingerie store and then the gown/dress shop as practice runs. She checked the rope work and headed down stairs. Sabrina (Nicole) picked up the purse, car keys and dress cover and then headed out to the garage. She opened the car door and got in, pressing a button opening the garage door, Sabrina (Nicole) started the engine. She backed the corvette out and headed towards the store. “Love the feel of a sports car underneath me and the power between my legs.” Sabrina (Nicole) said as she headed down the driveway. Making a left towards the sexy lingerie shop and being Sabrina Smith was a feeling she really loved and for the first time plan on being for a very long time. After an hour she arrived at the lingerie store, she pulled in and shut off the engine. Opening the door she got out, locked up the door and went inside. She went about everything in the store picking out what she liked and could now afford thanks to the old Sabrina she could. Nicole use to stalk and kill her victims, take whatever money they had usually a couple hundred grand and their wardrobes. As she would do eventually cut out their uterus, ovaries and the vagina’s preserving them in formaldehyde to enjoy as trophies. Burying the bodies, then digging them up after a year gave her a sense of dominance over her unfortunate female victims. Most were business women and sexy secretaries, but now Nicole hit the jackpot. A woman in the military who was rich as hell and had the wardrobe to go with it. She bought what she wanted and decided to go over to the gown / dress shop and get a few more that she bought as Sabrina Smith. After a few hours Sabrina (Nicole) decided to head on home and enjoy her evening. She reached her new home and pulled into the driveway heading up to the garage. Sabrina (Nicole) opened the garage door and pulled the corvette in shutting off the engine, Sabrina closed the garage door and got out. She loved how the uniform moved on her body especially the skirt as it rode up her silky smooth nylon covered legs as she bent over. After retrieving the bags she went inside and unlike the real Sabrina set the alarm system. Now she felt safe and secure inside her newly acquired house and her base of operations she took everything upstairs to the master bedroom. Her first test run and it was a huge success, no one didn’t even notice the difference between her and the real Sabrina. This made her happy and now it was time to rub it into the poor little rich girl that was currently all tied up.</span></div>
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She re entered the bedroom with Cinderella looking up at her with discuss, “MMMPPPHHH!” came from her sex slave as she turned on the TV and started drink the wine. After a few sips Sabrina decided to put away her uniform. She opened the second sliding mirror door the lights turned on automatically, she went inside and grabbed the 2 hangers. Sabrina took the blue skirt clipped it to the hanger then took the light blue blouse and put it on the hanger. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Cinderella as she watched the imposter getting the uniform ready to be put away. Sabrina just ignored the muffled protest and put the blue jacket on the hanger and took the 2 hangers into the walk in closet hanging them up she stoops down picks up the dress shoes and puts them away in their own walk in closet and came out to enjoy some fine wine, TV and her sex slave roll around on the floor in her leather bondage. “Well time to enjoy my evening and night watching my sex slave struggle in her bondage and drink some wine.” Sabrina told her sex slave as she drank the wine and watched Cinderella struggle. “MMMPPPHHH!” Cinderella screamed as she struggle in vain against the bondage, she was getting tired from all struggling and not to mention the 2 blows to her head took their toll on her and she soon passed out. Sabrina laughed when Cinderella passed out and raised her glass to the passed out woman and thanked her for the great life she would now enjoy for a very long time. She decided to put her sex slave Cinderella inside the forth walk in closet for the night. Sabrina enjoyed the first night in her new home. After putting Cinderella inside the walk in closet she decided to take the bottle of wine down stairs, get something to eat and get the holding cage out and take it upstairs. Once she got it upstairs, she quickly assembled the cage and put Cinderella inside and locked it up. Sabrina laid on the satin covered bed and watched TV and fell asleep. After a good night sleep Sabrina woke up and heard the muffled cries of Cinderella. She got up went into the bathroom, did her business wiped herself and came out. She opened the 4th walk in closet door and when the lights came on her sex slave was screaming through her gag. “I guess you have to use the bathroom. I’ll unhook you then you can hop to the toilet. Don’t do something stupid like trying to escape. If you do you’ll suffer the consequences you understand.” Sabrina said opening the cage and dragging Cinderella out. “MMMPPPHHH!” nodding YES to the imposter as she felt the leather strap holding her in a hogtie get unclipped. Her legs were let down and she was assisted to her knees then onto her feet. Cinderella hopped over to the toilet and did her business. Sabrina wiped her sex slave, washed her hands and made Cinderella back into the master bedroom. Cinderella was sat down on the metal chair she was originally tied too and with the leather strap used to put her into a hogtie was used to hold her to the chair. “There now you can enjoy the day with me. I need something to eat as well, just maybe get you something too. As my sex slave you’ll be bathed once a day, toilet a few times a day and fed once a day. I don’t want you dieing on me, not until i’m ready to get rid of you.” Sabrina said taking another strap and securing the legs making sure her slave couldn’t hop away. “MMMPPPHHH!” responded Cinderella as she agreed to the terms that the imposter told her knowing that it was her best chance to survive this female serial killer. Sabrina turned on the TV and went down stairs to make some breakfast. Cinderella tested the leather restraints that held her and it was obvious it would never give way so she just stopped and would accept the bondage until she was able to escape. Sabrina came back up and ate first as her sex slave watched then she put her plate down and walked over to her sex slave. “I’m going to ungag you, if you scream or try to talk without permission you’ll be gagged and punished. No food or water and a good whipping understand.” Sabrina said to Cinderella and her sex slave nodded and Sabrina undid the leather gag harness, pulled it off and pulled the panties out of the mouth. Cinderella coughed as her throat was dry and Sabrina gave her some water. “Drink and say thank you mistress when your done, understand.” said Sabrina as she had Cinderella a drink of water. “Thank you mistress.” came from Cinderella as she thanked her mistress for the water. “Open your mouth and eat.” Sabrina directed her sex slave. Cinderella ate her food and enjoyed the first meal since lunch yesterday on the base. she could feel the weak sensation go away and wondered when she was going to get a shower. “The spare walk in closet will be your holding cell and you’ll shower down the hall in the spare bathroom after today. This belongs to me now and you can’t use it anymore. I get to wear your wardrobe and no clothing for you ever. You’ll stay completely nude at all times. So it’s time to get you showered.” Sabrina said taking out handcuffs one pair with a 3 foot chain on them so Cinderella could walk and step into the shower. “Yes mistress.” came the reply as she watched the imposter get ready to unstrap her. “If you try to escape or fight I’ll kill you understand me.” Sabrina told her sex slave with a stern voice. “Yes mistress.” responded Cinderella as she watched the imposter remove the holding straps, stand her up and then felt the wrists restraint being undone. Cinderella didn’t move as the handcuffs being applied and tighten enough so she couldn’t get free. Sabrina removed the ankle restraint then applied the leg cuffs and then removed the rest of the leather restraint for later use. “Lets go move your ass in the shower.” Sabrina directed her sex slave as she slapped Cinderella on her ass. “Yes mistress.” Cinderella replied as she went into the shower she used so many time before, but would never use it again after this shower. Sabrina washed the sex slave and then dried her off. Sabrina then took her sex slave back out to the master bedroom and reapplied the leather restraint and the leather strap clipped to the knees and chest putting her in a front sitting hogtie. Cinderella was put against the large dresser to watch the imposter go about her business enjoying the life she once had. “Now you keep quiet or you’ll get gagged. I need to get your new home ready for you Cinderella. Just remain quiet and watch TV while I get your room ready.” Sabrina said as she went to get what she need to install a lock on the door and a video camera to watch her sex slave 24 hours a day. “Yes mistress.” replied Cinderella as she watched the imposter leave the master bedroom. The imposter returned then installed the lock and the video camera. Once this was done Sabrina put back the tools and did a check on the video. Everything worked out fine and she did up the holding cage a lot better. Now the room was ready for her sex slave to use to sleep and so she could hide her when needed as the room would be made soundproof soon enough. “Well the holding room is done and ready for you to use it. What to do today, try on my newly acquired wardrobe. I really love satin charmeuse, it’s my favorite fabric to wear. I have killed 9 women to get theirs along with the money they had. Maxed out their credit cards shopping for more but that wasn’t enough for me. I wanted more from them so I decided to remove their overies, uterous and vagina’s as trophies of my dominace over them. It wasn’t good enough for me to knock them out, strip them nude, tie them up and panty gag them. I wanted to make sure that the women being dominated would never mate and produce offspring with inferior genetics. My first two when I was in high school. Killed the little blonde bitches and took their satin charmeuse gowns, panties, nylons, shoes and jewelry. My next kill was a very young and pretty secretary, 5 of them to be exact. The 8th was a flight attendant and the last one was a young business exec who had a little more than the first 8. After their bodies decomposed, I dug them back up cleaned their bones by boiling them and putting the bones in plastic containers for safe keeping. Now you come along and jackpot I hit it really big, no fucken way I was passing you up. You were really stupid for not using your alarm system. It gave me a big advantage of dominating you with no problems. Now my name is Sabrina Smith and your sex slave name is Cinderella. No longer will you be a woman in military uniform, I am and will be for now on and forever. I plan on bring up my trophies and placing them on my new dresser. My skeleton remains will stay down stairs. As I was stalking you, my 9th victim was decomposing nicely and I dug her skeleton up just before I conquered you.” Sabrina told Cinderella as she retrieved a ball gag to use on her sex slave. Cinderella didn’t respond to what she was told and thought it would probably save her life if she didn’t. “Open up Cinderella.” Sabrina told her sex slave and Cinderella complied. She felt the ball gag go in and the imposter fasten the straps in place, making sure Cinderella would be quiet. Cinderella would watch an imposter get dressed in her expensive sexy lingerie, gowns, dresses and military uniforms. This woman did her job extremely well and was able to pull off impersonating her at the stores she always went to and shopped, next would be the military base and the department she worked in. The imposter was able to get a hold of her passwords to the computers at work, giving her full access to Top Secret Material. “MMMPPPHHH!” screamed Cinderella at the imposter as she fastens the straps holding the ball gag into place. “There now, all nice and quiet. I can go through my newly acquired wardrobe without a peep from you. I say lets start with the satin charmeuse gowns.” Sabrina said opening up the 1st walk in closet. Before her was a long line of satin charmeuse gowns in every color. She would enjoy the feel of silky smooth fabric against her skin. Cinderella watched as the imposter put on gown after gown on until it was time for bed. “Well it’s time to head to bed and put you away for the night as well my little sex slave.” Sabrina said as she walked towards Cinderella in the nude. “MMMPPPHHH!” screamed Cinderella as she watched the imposter came towards her. The imposter Sabrina unclipped the front hogtie strap, assisted her sex slave up and holding her as Cinderella hopped into the 4th walk in closet which was now her imprisonment. Cinderella was put into her holding cage and the cage was locked up. Cinderella watched the imposter strut out and closed the sliding door, locking it up as well. </span></div>
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chair tied up and panty gagged, forced to strip nude by another woman who had
tricked her by needing a ride home. The TV was on to cover any noise that was
made coming from the room that she now sat in. A woman came out from the
bathroom drying her hair that was now dyed blond. “Well how does my hair color
look on me know?” asks the woman as she stood in front of the tied up Captain
completely nude. The woman wasn’t a natural blond like the Captain was but a brunette
with her pubic hair now shaved and a half inch wide stripe trimmed down the
middle. The woman’s legs now shaved as well looked very silky smooth to the
touch. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the tied up Captain shaking
her head “NO”, this was always a fantasy of Captain Anderson to be tied up and
gagged by another woman and then watch the other woman get dressed in her sexy
lingerie and military uniform. Her best friend was playing the part of the
other woman as she sat down on a chair in front of a mirror. She started to do
her hair up just like the tied up Air Force Captain would do. Susan was very
happy that her best friend was willing to play along and to fulfill her fantasy;
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">BREAKING NEWS BULLETIN came over the TV: “A woman named
Christie A Wilkins is wanted by federal authorities for embezzling and stealing
$80 million dollars from a firm that she worked for dealing with the federal government
as an accountant. She’s 5 foot 7 inches tall with black hair, blue eyes. She’s
been on the run for the past 7 years for this crime; let’s go live where
authorities say she has been hiding for the last 5 years.” Shown on the TV was
her best friend’s Alice L Moore house. Alice turned to Susan “Sorry that you
had to hear that Susan, you know my secret now and I must assume your
identity.” Alice said with a wicked smile as she finished her hair, Susan now
regretting that she had told her best friend about her fantasy. Susan was tied extremely
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Five years earlier…..A woman named Christie A Wilkins
had been eluding the feds for the past 2 years. Her clothes were dirty and torn
a little; she was coming to the edge of the woods when she saw a big beautiful
house with a swimming pool, shed out back and a 3 car garage attached to it. Christie
snuck up through the back yard. She got up to the back of the house and looked
through one of the back windows and saw a blond woman her age, height, weight
with very similar looks reading a map. The woman was wearing a royal blue satin
charmeuse dress with short sleeves and the skirt was about 4 inches above the
knees. The dress hugged every curve of the woman’s body and the woman’s jewelry
was very expensive as well. The blond woman wore a matching pair of royal blue
dress pumps with a 3 inch heel on them. Christie still had her silver plated
.38 cal semi auto hand gun and decided to look for a way in. A door leading
into the garage was accidently left unlocked and Christie opened the door cautiously
and took a quick look around before going in. Once inside she looked around and
found some duct tape, rope and an old purse. She put the rope and duct tape inside
the purse and looked around some more. Christie found a knife that she could
use to cut the rope into lengths to tie up the woman. She headed for the door
that lead into the house and went up to it quietly and put her ear to the door.
With no noise inside Christie opened the door and snuck inside, there was a
hallway leading down to the area where the blond woman was. The blond woman was
so involved with reading the map and papers that she didn’t even hear another
woman sneak into her house and down the hallway. Christie now saw a blond woman
Alice L Moore a young widow of 24 years old reading a map for a property that
she bought in her maiden name, she was Christie’s height, weight and size and
even her eye color was the same. At 125 pounds she had a figure that allot of
women would kill for. The map was an old bomb shelter built during the Cuban missile
crises and the woman must have had it refurbished as a hidden retreat to get
away from everyone. The road was hidden as well as the bomb shelter from very
dense woods and would be a perfect spot to hide. Christie snuck up behind the
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Oh my god, what do you want?” Alice said. “Just shut
up bitch and keep quiet, just do as you’re told and get your hands up.”
demanded Christie. “Ok, just don’t hurt me. I do what ever you say.” Alice
replied as she put up her hands with a scared look on her face. “I said be
quiet bitch. Now get up and keep your hands up. Let’s go move your ass to the
bedroom and no tricks.” Christie said as she waved her gun around. “All right
I’m moving. You don’t have to wave that gun around and be rude about it.” Alice
said getting up from her chair with her hands up and heading towards the
bedroom, neither woman said anything heading down the hallway. When they
reached the stairs Christie pushed Alice up the stairs with her gun in Alice’s
back. “Let’s go get up there, move it up the stairs.” Christie demanded as she
held the gun in Alice’s back. “All right I’m going.” Alice replied as she went
up stairs. They reached the top of the stairs and then headed into the master
bedroom. It was huge, nice and roomy with large walk in closets and mirrors as
doors to them. Also inside was big dresser with large drawers and a king size
bed with satin sheets covering it. “Inside bitch!” Christie said as she pushed
Alice inside. “Hey you don’t have to push me, I’m going.” Alice said as she
stumbled into the bedroom. There was a silk scarf lying on the dresser,
Christie picked it up. “Put your hands behind your back and no tricks.” Christie
directed Alice. “Ok I’m doing it.” Alice replied as she did as she was told to
do. Her hands were tied behind her back tight. “Ouch not so tight.” Alice said
as she felt the silk scarf being tied off. “I said shut and be quiet. Now sit down
and don’t move.” Christie said as she turned on the rest of the lights and
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Now where is the safe?” Christie asks pointing her gun
at Alice. “It’s behind the picture of me in my wedding gown.” Alice said as she
watches the strange woman go over and check it out. Christie removed the
picture and there it was the safe. “What is the combo?” Christie asks as she
pointed the gun at Alice. “8-16-32-0” Alice said as the woman dialed in the
numbers. Christie opened up the safe and inside was cash, jewelry, a pass port,
pin numbers, access to bank accounts and keys to safety deposit boxes. “Wow, I
really hit the jackpot, but don’t worry we’re not done yet.” Christie said as
she had a wicked smile on her face. “Now what, take anything you want and
leave.” Alice replied with discuss in her voice. “Now stand up, you’re going to
strip completely nude and then I’m going to tie you up.” Christie said as she
waved her gun in an up motion to Alice. Alice complied and stood up to have her
hands untied and to strip nude. Once Alice had her hands untied she started to
strip, taking off all of her clothes. She slipped off her pumps and then
unzipped the zipper on her satin charmeuse royal blue dress and took it off
exposing a matching satin charmeuse royal blue slip. “Lay the dress on the bed
and take off the rest, hurry it up.” Christie said pointing her gun at Alice.
Alice reached down and pulled up the matching satin royal blue charmeuse slip,
taking it off and laid it on top off the dress. This exposed a matching set of
satin royal blue bra, garter belt and string bikini panties along with nude
color thigh high nylons. Alice unfastens the front closure of her satin royal
blue bra and slid it off, laying it on the bed. She then unfastens the nude
color thigh high nylons from the satin royal blue garter belt and slid them
off, placing them on top of the satin pile of clothes. Finally she slid down
the royal blue satin string bikini panties and tossing them at Cristie as a
sign of defiance. Cristie took a whiff and tossed them on the bed. Now
completely nude Alice had a well shaven pubic region and silky smooth shaven
legs. She waited to see what happen next but she had an idea what was to come.
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slots and then clasps your hands together.” Cristie demanded from her prey.
Alice did as she was told to do and sat down, as she was putting her arms
through the slots and clasping her hands together Alice saw a chance to attack
Cristie as she grabbed a length of rope to tie Alice’s wrists. Alice charged
and grabbed her captor’s right wrist and hit it off the bed post. The gun
bounced off the bed and landed on the floor near a night stand. Cristie responded
quickly after being taken by surprise and hit Alice with a hard right to
Alice’s face knocking her backwards. Cristie then kicked Alice in the stomach
knocking the air out of her. Alice dropped down to the carpet and Cristie
jumped on Alice and punched her several times in the face. Alice reached up and
pulled Cristie’s hair pulling her back onto the floor. Cristie screamed in pain
as Alice ran towards the gun, but Alice got up and was faster and grabbed Alice
from behind pulling her towards the bed. As both women landed on the bed they
knocked over a heavy statue on a stand near the bed. They rolled of the bed and
landed on the floor, Alice crawled towards the gun and Cristie jumped on her
back. She pulled Alice back grabbing her arms preventing her from reaching the
gun. Cristie kept pulling back on Alice and saw the statue as Alice managed to
get free and crawled towards the gun. Cristie jumped back onto Alice’s back and
pulled her back as hard as she could and grabbed the statue. Alice kept trying
to get to the gun and Cristie raised the heavy statue and brought it down hard
on Alice’s head. Alice let out “AAAAHHHH!” as she went limp. Cristie raised up
the statue again and brought it down again harder than the first time, she did
it again just as hard as the second time. Out of breath and breathing heavy, she
checked for a pulse but there was none and Alice wasn’t breathing either.
Cristie got up on her knees and replaced the statue on the night stand. Getting
her breath back Cristie brushed her black hair back and laughed at the stupid
blond bitch. “You dumb ass blond bitch all I wanted was your money, clothes,
jewelry and your car but took your life instead.” Cristie said looking down at
the lifeless body of Alice whose hand was 6 inches from the gun. Cristie picked
up the gun very satisfied with what she had done; Cristie got up, got undressed
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and headed towards the bed. She picked up the satin comforter and Alice’s
clothes off the floor and placed them back on the bed. It was a good cat fight
to the death but the dominant female won and survived. It was time for Cristie
to reel in the spoils of war and enjoy herself. She put the gun into the safe
and went into the bathroom to clean up and get ready to assume the dead woman’s
identity. Cristie dyed her hair blond, shaved her legs and pubic region leaving
a half inch wide stripe down the middle. She took a shower and dried herself
off, hanging the towel up and heading back into the bedroom. Cristie saw a pink
satin charmeuse / lace robe and put it on and went down stairs. She found a
linen closet and grabbing some white sheets and then going into the kitchen. Cristie
picked up the map, papers and the purse and went back up stairs. She sat
everything on the bed, picking up one of the white cotton sheets and tearing it
up in strips. Cristie knelt down next to Alice and rolled her over on her back,
taking a piece of the bed sheet and tied the wrists. She took another and tied
Alice’s elbows, took two more strips and tied the arms to the upper body. She
moved on down to the knees and ankles. Alice’s lips were now blue and it was a
sign that no life was present in Alice. Cristie took a strip of the bed sheet
and tied the knees and then took another one and tied the ankles. Cristie took
a white bed sheet and laid it out next to Alice and then rolled her on to it.
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to the makeup table and did up her now blond hair. She put up her hair just
like Alice and then proceeded to do her makeup. She applied the right amount
and then got up and went over to the bed. Cristie took off the pink satin charmeuse
robe letting it fall on the floor. She was now ready to put on her newly
acquired lingerie and satin charmeuse dress. She picked up the royal blue satin
string bikini panties and stepped into them and then pulled them up. Only a few
hours before the satin panties were worn by another woman, her scent inside and
now the cotton crotch would have Cristie’s dominant scent inside the cotton
crotch of the satin panties. Cristie then picked up the royal blue satin garter
belt and put it on fastens the hooks. She slides it around and then picks up
the right silky smooth nude color thigh high and slips it on, up her smoothed
shaven right leg. Cristie fastens the thigh high to the garter belt and then
picks up the left one and slides it on her left leg pulling it up carefully and
then fastens it to the garter belt. She picks up the royal blue satin bra and
slips it on; she fastens the front closure, adjusting the straps for a better
fit. She was feeling really good about herself knowing that she was wearing
another woman’s sexy lingerie and soon putting on the woman’s satin charmeuse
dress. Cristie picked up the royal blue satin charmeuse slip and put it over
her head and letting it fall over her torso. She adjusted the straps for a
better fit and then picked up the royal blue satin charmeuse dress and stepped
into it. Cristie smiling pulled it up over the sexy lingerie and onto her body.
She zipped up the zipper in the back and then picked up the right royal blue
pump and slipped it on. She did the left one and was now ready to put on the expensive
jewelry that Alice wore and fully assume the identity of Alice L Moore. Once
Cristie put on the jewelry, she looked herself over in the sliding door mirror,
satisfied with the result she picked up the purse and opened it up. She looked
through the wallet and pulled out the ID and read it. Alice would have turned
25 years old in September, she put the ID back and looked through the wallet
some more. Cristie found credit cards and an ATM card. She put these back as
well and went back up stairs and opened the safe to retrieve the pin numbers
for the credit cards and something with Alice’s signature on it. She put these
inside the purse and then looked over the map that the blond woman was looking
over. Cristie could use this place to bury the body and dispose a few more if
she needed to. She had the address to the isolated place and decided to go
there, but first she would need to put Alice’s body into another closet in
another bedroom. Cristie grabbed Alice’s ankles and dragged her down the hall
and into the spare bedroom closet. Cristie closed the closet door and then
closed the bedroom door, now she could drive there and with the help of GPS
find the place and check it out. She went back down to the master bedroom and
grabbed the gun, map, purse and Alice’s GPS. Cristie grabbed the keys and the
deed to the property and went out to the garage after she made sure the house
was locked. She couldn’t believe her eyes; inside the garage was a candy apple
red corvette convertible and a black SUV with tinted windows. Cristie opened
the corvette car door and got in; she started the engine and then opened the
garage door. She put down the top and then backed out and closed the garage
door. Cristie headed towards the secret place to check it out and she felt the
cool breeze flowing up the satin charmeuse dress skirt. The cool breeze gave
her goose bumps and made her nipples hard as diamonds. It took almost an hour
but she finally made it to the address and turned down the road leading to the
old bomb shelter, it looked like the road had never been used. The road was
bumpy and rough for ¾ miles and the GPS told Cristie left on another bumpy
rough road for another mile, but there it was a perfect hide out if she needed
one. She stopped the car, turned off the engine and got out. She went up to the
door and found the right key to open the door. Cristie went in cautiously
looking around after turning on the lights. The furniture was covered with
sheets, but all the furniture was modern. Cristie looked around the upper level
and then went down stairs and looked around. Inside one of the rooms was a
kitchen, inside another was a bedroom. The other room was a spare space that
could be turned into a holding room. Just like everything else everything was
covered by bed sheets. Cristie went back up stairs and turned off the lights;
she closed the front door and locked it. She looked around the outside and
walked down a path leading to an old garden at one time. Cristie knew she found
a perfect spot to bury the body of former Ms Alice L Moore and maybe a few
other bodies if she needed to. Satisfied, Cristie went back to the corvette and
got back in. She started up the engine and turned around and headed back to the
house. After about an hour drive she arrived back at the house and Cristie
opened the garage door and pulled in the corvette in. She shut off the engine
and put up the top; Cristie closed the garage door and went back inside. Once she
was inside the house, Cristie went back upstairs and went into the master
bedroom. She found a canceled check and started to practice Alice’s signature.
She did this for a few hours and then decided to check on the body of the
former owner of the house. Cristie satisfied that the body was still there, she
decided to check out the rest of the house. Once she was done, Cristie went
back up stairs and got undressed and took a hot shower. Once she was done she
put on the satin pink charmeuse robe and got something to eat and then relaxed
for the first time in years. She figured that she could gather everything she
needed to bury the body tomorrow and get on with her life and she went to bed.
Cristie woke up after she gotten a very well deserved sleep and got out of the
bed and put on a pair of blue jeans, an old shirt and a pair of slip on shoes.
She went down stairs and got something to eat. After wards she went and
retrieved everything she needed to dispose of the body, a shovel and a rug. She
went upstairs with the rug and took it into the spare bedroom. She opened the
closet door and turned on the light and went inside. Cristie dragged the body
out and then rolled it up inside the carpet. She tied the ends with rope and
then dragged the body down stairs into the garage. She opened the back of the
SUV and lifted the body into the back and put the shovel inside. Cristie closed
the back and went back inside to get the purse and the GPS. She opened the
SUV’s door and got in, started the engine and opened the garage door. Cristie
back the SUV out, closed the garage door and headed towards the burial site. It
took her an hour but Cristie reached the burial site at her retreat / hide out.
She shut off the engine and got out, opened the back and dragged the body out.
She took out the shovel as well and placed it on top of the carpet. Cristie
dragged the body down the path down to the old garden and then brushed aside
the leaves, branches and then started to dig. After about 45 minutes Cristie
had dug a grave 4 feet deep, 3 feet wide and 6 feet long. She set down the
shovel next to the pile of dirt and then untied the ends of the carpet. Cristie
unrolled the carpet exposing the bed sheet wrapped body Alice L Moore. She
dragged the body over to the grave and rolled it in, and then Cristie started
to cover it up. After 35 minutes the dirt covered the body and then Cristie
covered the grave with the leaves and sticks. Satisfied Cristie headed back to
the SUV to head home and go through the wardrobe and bank accounts. She put the
shovel back in the back of the SUV and then closed it. She got in and started
the SUV up and then turned around heading home as the new Alice L Moore. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the garage door and shut off the engine. Alice got out and opened the back took
out the shovel and closed the back. She quickly washed off the shovel and put
it in the corner to dry off. She went back inside the house after grabbing the
GPS and her purse. Alice decided to get something to eat and then went up
stairs to clean herself up. She took a quick shower and walked around the house
nude. She saw her panties on the floor that she was wearing the day she killed
the real Alice and picked them up, they were silver in color with black lace
trim nylon tricot III bikini and had a slight tear on the right seam. Alice
(Cristie) wasn’t going to throw them away and decided to keep them. She felt
along with the silver panties the royal blue satin string bikini panties had
her dominant scent in the cotton crotch, folded both pairs up and went over to
the safe. Once she opened the safe, she put both pairs of panties inside and
closed it. Still nude she sat down at the table, turned on the laptop computer
and put in the password. She accesses the bank accounts and she really hit the
jackpot. Millions of dollars and more were to come in years down the road. She
was excited about this and looked at the other bank accounts. She would start
to with draw the money little bit at a time and take it to the secret resort
and store it there. Alice logged off and decided to go through the huge walk in
closet. She turned on the light and slid open the mirror doors. She walked in
and started to go through her new wardrobe starting with the satin charmeuse
gowns. The real Alice had very good taste and every color was there in many
different gowns, especially her wedding gown, pewter in color and satin charmeuse
was the fabric used to make it. Every dress, gowns, night gowns, chemises, slips,
camisoles, half slips, blouses and certain skirts were made out of satin charmeuse
fabric and this was just fine with Alice (Cristie) as she loved this fabric on
her body. The satin charmeuse wedding gown and the sexy satin charmeuse
lingerie the real Alice wore underneath it hung right beside it. This would be
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wardrobe and decided to put on a two piece bikini bathing suit. It was a shiny
red, white and blue flag print that felt like satin. She really liked this
feeling against her ass and breasts. She grabbed a towel and went to the pool which
could be an outside pool just by opening the roof of tinted windows and sliding
the side doors open. It was connected to the house and you get access to it by
going through the game room. Alice opened the roof and slid open the side
doors, took a swim and laid out for awhile. When she was done Alice decided to
take a shower and explore more of the house that she now occupied and owned.
She went the videos, pictures and drawers looking at everything so she could
fully assume this woman’s identity. By the end of the week, Alice (Cristie) had
gotten down the dead Alice’s signature, accessed her bank accounts, credit
cards and safety deposit boxes. Alice went through the wardrobe rack by rack
and was very well pleased. Alice decided to lie out for a while and grabbed the
satin two piece bikini with a American flag print on it. After lying out for a
few hours and taking a dip in the swimming pool, Alice decided to get fake ID’s
that the feds could trace back to her. Once this was done, she settled into her
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">After assuming the identity of Alice L Moore, she
noticed that a woman was moving into a new house down the street that was
completed only a few months ago. It appeared to belong to a blond woman in a
blue military uniform. Alice watched and observed the military woman watching
the moving company move her furniture and stuff into her new house through the
pair of binoculars. Alice decided to head over to introduce herself to the
woman. Alice got into her car and drove down to see the new resident; she got
out of her car and went up to the woman. “Hi welcome to the neighborhood my
name is Alice Moore, I live up the street.” Alice said as she held out her
hand. “Hi I’m Susan Anderson, 1<sup>st</sup> Lieutenant United Air Force.”
replied the woman shaking Alice’s hand. Little did Susan know that she was
shaking the hand of a killer that was sizing her up? “If you have time I would
like to invite you for dinner tonight?” Alice asks Susan. “Sure, I would love
to, about 7 pm?” Susan replied with a smile. “That sounds good, see you
tonight.” Alice said as she got back in her car and drove home to her house to
get dinner ready. Susan went back inside and started to unpack her clothes.
Around 6:50 pm Susan got into her car and drove down the street to Alice’s
house. Susan got out of her car and went up to the front door. Susan rang the
door bell and waited for Alice to answer. Alice came to the front door and
opened it up. “Hi Susan, welcome please come on in.” Alice said with a smile on
her face. “Thank you very much; I brought a bottle of red wine.” Susan replied
handing Alice the wine and walking in. “You are welcome. I see that you are in
uniform, you look really great.” Alice replied showing Susan to the kitchen.
“Thanks, you really look great to in your dress.” Susan replied as she sat
down. “Thank you, I really do love wearing satin charmeuse dresses as much as I
can.” Alice replied getting out two wine glasses. She opened the bottle of wine
and poured the wine into the glasses and handed one to Susan. “Thank you, I
really enjoy wearing my uniform.” Susan replied as she took a sip of her wine.
“Especially the sexy lingerie underneath my dress, I love wearing all the time
too.” Alice said taking a sip of her wine as well. “Oh yes, I love wearing sexy
lingerie underneath my uniform. It makes me feel sexy while I’m wearing it.”
Susan replied thinking about what sexy lingerie Alice was wearing underneath
her satin charmeuse dress. “Thanks, you look really sexy and hot in your
uniform.” Alice said as she got out the silver wear, plates, and two salad
bowls. “Thank you very much; you look really sexy and hot in your satin charmeuse
dress.” Susan replied as she put the silver wear down and then started to put
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Thanks, my husband passed away a few years ago and he
left me a nice chunk of change.” Alice said as she sat down. “Me too, my
husband passed away a last year, so after I graduated from the Air Force
Academy I got married. After he passed on I decided to get stationed here and
bought the house.” Susan replied as she sat down, both woman ate dinner and
talked. “Well here’s to deceased husbands and starting our new lives.” Alice
said in a toast. “I hear that.” Susan replied clinging her glass with Alice’s.
When dinner was finished both women went into the living room. , drank coffee
and more wine and talked. It was 11 P M and Susan needed to go home and get
some sleep. Unknown to Susan the real Alice L Moore was dead and buried in an
unmarked grave in a secluded place well hidden from view. Alice eyed and sized
Susan up, just in case she needed a new identity. Alice continued to observed
and study Susan for the next 4 and ½ years. Alice even installed miniature
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Susan and Alice were relaxing in the hot tub when Alice
noticed something wrong with her friend. “Is something wrong?” Alice asks
Susan. “I really don’t want to say, it’s kind of weird. I have been dreaming of
something.” Susan replied with an embarrass look on her face. “If it’s kind of
kinky, it’s ok I get those once in awhile myself.” Alice replied with a smile. “Well
ok as long as you don’t laugh. I had this dream of driving from the base and
stopped and offered her a ride. Once she got in and told me what happened, she
figured out that she could impersonate me. The woman pulled a gun on me and
forced me to drive to a deserted place. The woman forced me to strip completely
nude, and then she tied me up, gagged me with her panties and secured them with
duct tape. She dyed her hair and then forced me to watch her get dressed in my lingerie
and uniform.” Susan said with a red face. “WOW are you still having those
dreams? If you are its ok I have them too. It’s normal to have those kind of
dreams. Mine was wearing your uniform for a weekend.” Alice replied with a
smile. “I never knew that. May be we could help each other satisfy our dreams
and make them come reality.” Susan said thinking about her dream. “I think we
can help each other, but first I’ll need a little plastic surgery, so I can
resemble you a bit. I know someone who will do it with no questions asks. I can
pay her in cash and we’ll get to keep the records.” We can come up with a
script and practice it. How do you feel about it?” Alice explained asking Susan
about her thoughts. “Plastic surgery? Would she be ok with doing it and then
reversing it?” Susan inquired with a sense of curiosity. “Yep she sure would,
but it she would wait at least 12 months to reverse it due to the healing
time.” Alice replied. “Well that’s sounds good to me, I’m fair game.” Susan
replied with a smile. “Great we’ll get started this weekend on the script and
I’ll start on the plastic surgery next week. So I’ll need a picture of you to
give to her.” Alice said relaxing in the hot tub. “Ok I’ll drop one off on the
way to the base.” Susan replied thinking about how her dream coming true. Susan
and Alice relaxed for a while longer and then Susan got out and dried off, she
got dressed and went home. Alice got out and dried off. She went into a locked
room and turned on her computer hooked up to the video cameras. Alice watched
Susan get ready for bed and this turned her on. She knew that she was running
out of time before the Feds would catch up with her again. A few years ago, she
paid an escort to act like Cristie Walkins and fly to Europe for a while, but
the escort tried to black mail her and Alice had to get rid of her for good.
The escort was buried next to the real Alice and for sure another body or two
would bury there as well very soon. The Feds fell for the bluff but soon
figured it out and Alice knew she was on borrowed time. She went back to the
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a hold of the plastic surgeon. They would meet later on that night to go over
everything. It would take a few weeks but during this time she started to move
all the clothes over to the secret hide out. Alice and Susan met with the
plastic surgeon and the surgeon started the plastic surgery. It took 4 hours
but it was done. The surgeon would get paid once the bandages came off. Susan
and Alice worked on their script and started to rehearse the script. After 3
weeks the bandages came off and looking in the mirror was an exact duplicate of
Susan. The plastic surgeon did her job very well and it was time to pay her for
a job very well done. Alice told the woman where the money was, inside the
closet. A very fatal mistake when the surgeon opened the closet door she was
hit over the head and then 4 more times. She quickly stripped the dead woman
nude and then took her to the burial site. Alice buried the body and then
cleared out the plastic surgeon house, especially her wardrobe and took it to
the secret hide out. After 3 months of practice both Alice and Susan were ready
to go ahead and fulfill Susan dream. Making it come true and did little did
Susan know she would have it done by a real imposter. Susan thought her and
Alice fantasies would be played out but she would not get her life back. Susan
took leave and time off for this and took Alice to the base and showed her
everything that she would need to know to get on the base, her office and the
work she did. Little did Susan realize that this would be a big mistake that
she would later come to regret? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Today was the day and Susan got up early took a hot
shower and got dressed. She picked out her dress uniform and hung it up by the
bed. She took out a light blue satin charmeuse slip, a matching light blue
satin bra, light blue satin string bikini panties, matching light blue satin
garter belt and silky smooth nude color thigh high nylons. She had shaved her
legs and her pubic region making them silky smooth. Susan picked up the light
blue satin garter belt and put it on. She fastens the hooks and slid it around
and then picked up the right nude color silky smooth nylon and slid it on. Susan
slid it up slowly and then smoothed it out. She then took the left one and slid
it on and slowly slid it up her left leg. Susan smoothed it out and then attached
the thigh high the garter belt. Susan fastens clasps to the thigh high and then
picks up the light blue satin string bikini panties and stepped into them. She
pulled them up slowly and once in place let the band snaps into place. She
picked up the light blue satin bra and slips it on, Susan closed the front closure,
and then she adjusted the straps for a proper and better fit. Susan picked up
the light blue satin charmeuse slip and slipped it over her head, letting it
fall over her head. She adjusted the straps for a better fit and then took off
the blue C/T jacket from the hanger. Laying it on the bed, then removing the
light blue blouse from the hanger and then slipped it on. Susan button up the
buttons and then button up the cuffs, she then removed the blue C/T skirt and
then stepped into it, slowly pulling it up tucking in the satin slip and the
blouse. Susan slid on the right patient leather dress shoe with a 3 inch heel
on them. She slid the shinny left one on and then picked up the neck tab and put
it on. Finally she slipped on the blue C/T jacket and then button up the 4
buttons. She went down stairs and then grabbed her purse, keys and dress cover.
She headed out to the garage and started her car. She opened the garage door
and backed out. Susan shut the garage door and then headed to pick up Alice.
Little did Susan know that this would be the last time that she would ever wear
her Air Force uniform? Alice was waiting, she decided to wear a white tang top T-shirt,
blue jean jacket, blue jean skirt, white nylon brief panties and slip on shoes,
both women were ready to play out their fantasies. Susan pulled up and Alice
was ready to go, she grabbed her black back pack. Inside was a gun, rope, hand
cuffs, and 4 inch wide foam tape. Alice couldn’t wait to use the stuff inside
her back pack and today was the day. “Hi, are we ready for today?” Alice asks
Susan as she got into the car. “Good morning and yes I am. I’m so excited for
today that I can’t wait to get started.” Susan replied as she drove down the
long driveway and headed towards the drop off point. Once there she would drop
Alice off and headed down the road. She would wait till 3:30 pm and then head
towards Alice to start the bondage game. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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home the base when she noticed a young woman walking alongside the road. Susan
slowed and put down the window and asks the young woman if she needed any help.
“Hi, do you need some help or a ride somewhere?” Susan asks the woman who was
about her age, height, weight, same body type and very similar looks. “Oh yes
please if you wouldn’t mind, my car broke down.” The woman replied as she
opened the car door and got in. “Hi my name is Susan. Where can I take you or
drop you off?” Susan asks with a smile. “My name Crissy, You can drop me off at
a friend’s place if you don’t mind.” The woman named Crissy replied. “Ok just
let me know where it is and where to turn.” Susan said as she drove off. “Its
10 miles down the road and then you have to make a right.” Crissy replied as
she put her back pack between her legs and then put on her seat belt. “So what
do you do?” Susan asks looking for the right turn. “I work as a waitress part
time while going to college at night. The right will be coming up.” Crissy
replied as she got ready to do something she needed to do. Susan made the right
and soon would be dropping off her guest. “You’ll be coming up on a left turn
in another half mile.” Crissy said as she readied her gun. When Susan came up
on the left turn there wasn’t a road to take. “Um there’s no road to take, but
a old looking path.” Susan said looking and wondering if the woman gave her the
wrong directions. “It’s a road but you don’t realize it. My friends place is
well hidden from the road.” Crissy replied. “I don’t think I should, maybe I’ll
just drop you off right here, I don’t want to get stuck.” Susan replied a
little scared as she got ready to turn around. Crissy pulled out her gun and
pointed it at Susan. “OH I think you will. Besides I insist, now go down the
road.” Crissy demanded. “Ok I’ll do anything you want me to do. Just don’t hurt
me.” Susan replied as she turned down the abandon road “Keep on going and no
tricks.” Crissy said pushing the gun into Susan’s right side. “Hey, you don’t
have to do that. I’m driving down to where you want me to go.” Susan said
driving down the road. “Good little girl and now turn left here. Keep on going
until I tell you to stop.” Crissy directed Susan. “Where are you taking me?”
Susan asks the woman. “Just be quiet and drive.” Crissy told Susan as they came
up to a place that looked like an old bomb shelter. Crissy pulled out a pair of
hand cuffs. Susan thought this must be some kind of a hide out that her captor
used now and then. “Good, now turn off the engine and hand me the keys.” Crissy
demanded. Susan turned off the engine and handed Crissy the car keys. “Good,
now put your hands behind your back.” Crissy demanded as she cuffed Susan’s
right wrist and then Susan put her left hand behind her back and Crissy cuffed
the left wrist. “Now we are getting out and going inside. Don’t worry I’ll get
the purse, now let’s go get out.” Crissy said as she opened the car door and
Susan slid out. Crissy grabbed the purse and her back pack, then they headed
inside. “Ok I’m going; you don’t have to push me.” Susan replied as she now
regret stopping for the woman now. “Just shut up and get inside.” Crissy said
as she opened the door and shoved Susan inside. “Hey, I said that you don’t
have to do that. I’ll do anything you want.” Susan said as she caught her
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Now strip completely nude, down to your birthday
suit.” Crissy demand as she held the gun on Susan. “Who the hell are you?”
Susan demanded as she looked at the woman holding the gun on her. “Never mind
that, I need a change of clothes, a car and a new identity. I guess that’s a
uniform that you are wearing? That would be just fine with me, a very nice disguise
for me to get past any police check points as I’m wanted by the authorities.”
Crissy said waiving the gun in a up / down motion for Susan to start stripping
nude. With a look of discuss on her face Susan started to strip. “Ok I’m doing
it, taking off my uniform. Don’t get your panties in a bunch.” Susan said as
she slipped off her dress shoes and then unbuttoned the buttons on her blue C/T
jacket. “Oh I won’t get my panties in a bunch; speaking of panties I’ll be
wearing yours. Now get a move on and strip nude.” Crissy replied as she watched
Susan take off the jacket and laid it on the table. She removed her neck tab
and then started to unbutton the buttons on her light blue blouse. “You’ll
never get away with this no matter how much you try.” Susan said pulling out
the blouse from the blue C/T skirt and slid it off. “Yes I will, no matter what
you think. We’re the same height, weight, bust size and from what I can see the
same panty size, so your uniform and lingerie will fit me just fine. Now hurry
it up and strip, I don’t have all day.” Crissy replied as she watched Susan laid
the light blue blouse on top of the jacket. “No you won’t, you don’t even look
like me.” Susan said as she unfastens the outer clasp and then unzips the
zipper. “Oh don’t you worry about that sweet cheeks, just keep on stripping
until you’re completely nude.” Crissy replied as she saw Susan pull down the
blue C/T skirt and then laid it on top of the blouse. Now the light blue satin charmeuse
slip was pulled up and off. “This is so humiliating to be forced to strip nude.
So do you always wear another woman’s underwear to get off or what?” Susan asks
her captor. “I sure do! I wouldn’t have it any other way, having my scent
inside another woman’s panties. Inside the cotton crotch and knowing that she
can’t do anything about it, I just love it.” Crissy replied licking her lips as
the satin charmeuse slip was placed on top of the skirt. Susan unfastens the
front closure of the light blue bra. She slides it off and places it on top of
the satin slip. “You’re a skank, wearing another woman’s bra and panties. It’s disgusting
to do that knowing that the woman went to the toilet.” Susan said as she
unfastens the silky smooth nude color thigh high nylons from the garter belt.
“It doesn’t bother me at all, especially if the woman has something I want. I
just take it and put it on front of them after I tie them up.” Crissy said as
she watched Susan slid down the right thigh high nylon, placing it on the pile
and then the left thigh high was done in the same manner. “Well if you ask me
it’s just sick and so are you for doing it.” Susan said as she unfastens the
hooks on the light blue satin garter belt. She removed it and placed it on top
of the lingerie and uniform pile. “Ok now for those yummy good tasting panties
I can’t wait to wear.” Crissy said as she licked her lips. “Ok I’m doing it, no
need to rush me.” Susan said as she removed the light blue satin string bikini
panties, sliding them down and then stepping out of them. She put them on top
of the lingerie pile. “Good, now get on your knees, cross your legs and sit on
them. Put your hands on top of your head and lock your fingers together and
don’t try anything stupid.” Crissy demanded Susan to do as she grabbed a metal
chair and slid it in front of Susan. Crissy then started to remove her clothes,
keeping her gun trained on Susan at all times. She slipped off her slip on
shoes and then removed the blue jean skirt, letting it fall on the floor. Next
came the blue jean jacket and then the white tang top t-shirt exposing her 35c
size breasts. The only thing she had on was the white nylon brief panties. Within
a few minutes Crissy was done stripping off her old clothes and now it was time
to get her captive tied up and out of the way. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Get up and sit in the metal chair and keep your hands on top of your head, no
tricks.” Crissy demanded as Susan decided to do as she was told to do. Susan
knew that she wouldn’t have a chance against a woman holding a gun on her. “Ok
just settle down, I’m doing it. No need to get feisty with me or hurt me in any
way. I’m not going to do anything stupid.” Susan replied following the
directions she was given. “Now put your arms through the slots and then clasps
your hands together palm to palm, don’t try to be a heroin.” Crissy directed
Susan as she opened her back pack and pulled out a length of rope. “My uniform
and lingerie isn’t worth my life.” Susan replied as she felt the rope started
to be tied around her wrists. Crissy tied the rope around Susan’s wrists extremely
tight, cutting off the circulation. “Owe, owe please not so tight. I’m no
threat to you.” Susan pleaded to her captor but to no avail. “Shut up, you know
you like it. Bondage is something you must enjoy but if don’t you’re going to
enjoy it.” Crissy said as she grabbed two more lengths and then tied Susan’s
right ankle extremely tight, Crissy then tied the left one extremely tight.
“Come on, I didn’t do anything to you. Why are you tying me up so tight?” Susan
asks wrenching in pain as the ankle ropes were knotted off. Crissy just
snickered and smiled at her poor captive. “Well to bad if you don’t like it,
but I just don’t you getting loose and causing me any trouble while I escape.”
Crissy said with laughter in her voice as she grabbed more length of rope and
wrapped it around Susan’s elbows. Crissy pulled the rope extremely tight and
then knotted it off. Susan wrenched in pain as the rope was tied off and then
she watched Crissy get more rope. “You’re going to be sorry if you don’t let me
go.” Susan said as she watched Crissy get ready to tie her knees to the metal
chair. Her last comment earned Susan a slap across the face, just to let Susan
know who was in charge. “I said shut up and be quiet. I don’t want to hear
anything else from your whinny little ass.” Crissy said as she tied Susan’s
right knee extremely tight and then the left one was soon tied in the same
manner. “You don’t have to slap me like that.” Susan replied knowing that
opening her mouth would likely result in another slap across the face. “I think
it’s time to shut that big mouth of yours.” Crissy said as she pulled off her
white nylon brief style panties and balled them up. She then wiped the panties
on her vagina and grabbed the foam tape out her bag. “Look you don’t have to
gag me with your panties, I’ll be quiet.” Susan pleaded as she watched Crissy
bring the panties to her mouth. Susan clinched her teeth together and refused
to open her mouth. “Open your mouth bitch and take your medicine!” Crissy said
as she held the panties on Susan’s lips. Finally she got tired of Susan not
accepting the tasty panties. She pinched Susan’s nose and held the panties on
Susan’s lips until she had no choice but to take a breath. Susan tried as hard
as she could but soon had no choice but to open her mouth and take a breath.
Crissy shoved her panties into Susan’s mouth pushing the tongue all the way
back. Once the panties were stuffed inside, Crissy wrapped five good layers of
foam tape around Susan’s head, securing the panties inside and silencing Susan.
“Nnnnnnnooooooo, MMMPPPHHH!” came from Susan as the vaginal soaked panties were
stuffed into her mouth. “There you go all nice and quiet, just think great
tasting as well.” Crissy said with laughter in her voice. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied
Susan as she was upset at the insult that Crissy sent her way. Susan was a
little upset that another woman stuffed her panties into her mouth against her
will, but there was nothing she could do about it. “Now to finish tying you up
so I can get ready to go.” Crissy said grabbing more rope and then wrapping it
around the upper torso underneath the breasts. Crissy continued to wrap the
rope around the torso above the breasts. She pulled the rope tight and knotted
it off in the back. “MMMPPPHHH!” Susan replied as she wrenched in pain as the
rope was pulled tight and knotted off. “You must really like it.” Crissy said
as she clearly enjoyed what she was doing. “MMMPPPHHH!” came the reply from
Susan as she watched Crissy grabbed more rope. Crissy wrapped the rope around
the mid torso securing the arms to the metal chair and then took more rope
wrapping it around the waist securing the wrists to the metal chair. This
effectively secured Susan to the metal chair and taking away any threat that
she might have been. Finally Crissy took another length of rope and looped it
between the breasts and under the arm pits; she secured it in the back. Susan
was secured and now Crissy could now get ready to escape in her new disguise as
an Air Force officer. “MMMPPPHHH!” wrenched in pain as she pleaded Susan
through her panty gag for Crissy not to do this any further, but the pleads
went unheard as Crissy ignored it and she gathered up what she needed to assume
her new identity. “Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back.” Crissy gloated as
she strutted into the bathroom to start her transformation. “MMMPPPHHH!”
replied Susan through her panty gag as she watched the woman strut her ass into
the bathroom. As Crissy was getting ready to become Susan, the real Susan was
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chair tied up and panty gagged, forced to strip nude by another woman who had
tricked her by needing a ride home. The TV was on to cover any noise that was
made coming from the room that she now sat in. A woman came out from the
bathroom drying her hair that was now dyed blond. “Well how does my hair color
look on me know?” asks the woman as she stood in front of the tied up Captain
completely nude. The woman wasn’t a natural blond like the Captain was but a
brunette with her pubic hair now shaved and a half inch wide stripe trimmed
down the middle. The woman’s legs now shaved as well looked very silky smooth
to the touch. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the tied up Captain
shaking her head “NO”. “Well don’t we have an opinion about this situation?
Don’t worry about it, I’ll be the better military woman of the two of us.”
Crissy said as she pulled up her hair and put it up exactly like Susan had
hers. “MMMPPPHHH!” Susan screamed as fear came to her as she realized that her
friend was going beyond the script that they had agreed on. Crissy finished her
hair and makeup and now it was time to get dressed, just then a News Flash came
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">BREAKING NEWS BULLETIN: “A woman named Christie A
Wilkins is wanted by federal authorities for embezzling and stealing $80
million dollars from a firm that she worked for dealing with the federal
government as an accountant. She’s 5 foot 7 inches tall with black hair, blue
eyes. She’s been on the run for the past 7 years for this crime; let’s go live
where authorities say she has been hiding for the last 5 years.” Shown on the
TV was her best friend’s Alice L Moore house. Alice turned to Susan “Sorry that
you had to hear that Susan, you know my secret now and I must assume your
identity.” Alice said with a wicked smile as she picked up the light blue satin
bra and slipped it on. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from Susan in
discuss at Cristie for deceiving her like this. Nobody would know anything
about what took place, only Susan and Cristie. She knew that she had made a
mistake by doing this and there was nothing she could do about it. “Well I
wonder what I should do with you. There can’t be two of you, can there?”
Cristie said as she fastens the front closure of the satin bra and then
adjusted the straps. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” Susan replied as she
panicked and desperately tried to get free but the metal chair was bolted down
and the ropes were tied extremely tight. “I thought of everything, I bolted
down the metal chair and made sure that I tied you up extremely tight.” Cristie
said as she picked up the light blue satin string bikini panties and stepped
into them. She pulled them up and adjusted them to make sure a nicer fit on her
tight ass. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!”Came from Susan in a panic as she
knew now that she made a huge mistake that she now regretted. “What the
authorities don’t realize is that just 30 feet from here are the 4 bodies of
women buried in unmarked graves. The real Alice L Moore, a greedy call girl, a
nosey neighbor and the plastic surgeon that did such a great job making me into
you.” Alice replied as she picked up the light blue satin garter belt and put
it on. She fastens the hooks and slid it around into place. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” Susan replied in horror as she watched Alice pick up the
right silky smooth nude color thigh high and slipped it on. Alice slid it up
her right leg and then fastens the thigh high to the garter belt. “I guess that
makes me a seriel killer?” Alice said as she picked the left nude color thigh
high and slid it on. She slid it up her and then fastens the thigh high to the
garter belt. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” Susan replied as she tricked by
a serial killer who now smoothed out the silky smooth nylons and picked up the
light blue satin charmeuse slip and put it over her head letting fall over her
torso. She adjusted the straps for a better fit and then picked up the light
blue blouse and slipped it on. “The real Alice L Moore wardrobe was moved
during the week. The other 3 women wardrobes were taken right after I killed
them, they are down stairs Along with Mrs. Alice L Moore’s. I plan on keeping
them down there and just think I even took their money and jewelry.” Alice said
as she button up the button on the light blue blouse. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH!” Susan replied as she heard the horror. “I forced the real Alice to
strip nude at gun point. Just as I was tieing her up she tried to fight me and
I picked up a heavy object and crushed in her skull. I took over her life but knew
that I would need a new identity and thanks to you I do.” Alice said as she
picked up the blue C/T skirt and stepped into it. As she pulled it up, Alice
tucked the satin charmeuse slip and the light blue blouse. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” replied Susan as she watched the imposter continue to
get dressed. Alice zipped up the zipper and then fastens the outer clasp. “As
long as you behave yourself, I’ll keep you alive as my sex slave, but if you
don’t well another unmarked grave wouldn’t be so hard to dig.” Alice said as
she stepped into the right patient leather dress shoe with a 3 inch heel on it.
She stepped into the left one and decided to look herself over in a floor
mirror. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” Susan replied shaking her head “NO”.
Susan couldn’t believe her eyes as she saw herself standing in front of the
floor mirror. “How do I look? I think just like you.” Alice said as turned
around and picked up the blue C/T jacket and slipped it on. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” replied Susan as she watched the imposter button up the
4 silver buttons and then picked up the blue dress cover and put it on. “I
think some nice leather straps and a cage to keep you in would be very nice for
you and just think nobody even knows about this. Well I guess that it’s time to
go make an appearance at my new home and assume my knew identity as Susan B
Anderson, Captain United States Air Force. Think about my offer or you’ll be
joining the other 4 women, just one more thing to do before I go.” The new
Susan said as she grabbed a bottle filled with a sedative and a syringe.
“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from Susan as she watched the imposter
fill up syringe and come over to her. The new Susan grabbed the old Susan’s
hair and then injected the sedative into the old Susan’s neck. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” Susan screamed through her panty gag as she felt the sedative
go into her neck and within a few seconds the old Susan was out cold. The new
Susan grabbed the black purse, keys and walk out, turning off the lights and then
locked the door from the outside. The new Susan put a lock and chain on the
door from the outside ensuring that the real Susan was sealed inside for the
next couple of days until she was able to check on her new sex slave. Instead
of going to her newly acquired home She went to the base instead and stayed for
a few hours. When the new Susan decided to go home, the FEDS were gone and she
could now enjoy herself. Over the next few years, she gotten rid of the real
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good as she had hope for. She had bad credit, overdue bills, her car getting
ready to be repo’d and soon she would be getting evicted for not paying her
rent on her one room shit hole she called an apartment. The electric, water,
and phone were getting shut off and soon the internet would be shut off as well.
If only she had a way out of this mess she called her life. “A very fine mess
you’re in this time broke as a hell again.” Rachael said out loud as she sat
down on her couch. In another part of town a very different woman was actually
enjoying her life to the fullest. A 24 year old woman named Stephanie Wilson a
Lieutenant in the U S Navy. She had blond hair, blue eyes, stood 5 feet 6
inches and had a figure of a supermodel 35 25 35 were here measurements. At 125
lbs Stephanie had a body that most women craved for but didn’t have. She had
money, a very nice house, very expensive sport car along with great credit and
a collection of credit cards. Stephanie lived in a two car garage style ranch
house with an indoor swimming pool that had a roof that could be opened and a
big master bedroom with large walk in closets with mirror doors that locked
with a code from the outside. Inside the large walk in closets was a wardrobe
that most women would kill for. Stephanie had satin and silk blouses, satin
dresses, satin charmeuse gowns, satin lingerie, very expensive skirts, dress
shoes and one heck of a collection of satin string bikini panties and thongs.
In one section were her Navy uniforms along with her dress shoes and dress
covers. Unknown too many people Stephanie had inhered a lot of money and
property from her deceased parents worth $81 million dollars. She would collect
most of it when she turned 30 years old, but for now she got the interest from
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">It was bright sunny Friday in May. Rachael was heading towards
the mall. A place where she could get away from all of the shit she was
currently dealing with. She didn’t really have any family or friends for that
matter and if something would ever happen to her no one would even care or
notice any way. Rachael finally reached the mall and she felt relaxed for the
first time in a couple of weeks. Stephanie had gotten off work early and
decided to head to the mall to do some lingerie and gown shopping. With the top
down on her convertible corvette she could feel the cool breeze flowing up her
nylon covered legs and under her white C/T skirt. This gave her goose bumps and
made her nipples hard as diamonds. Underneath her white C/T summer uniform
Stephanie wore a white satin / lace slip a white satin bra with a front closure
a white pair of satin string bikini panties and a nude color non control top
pantyhose. Her white dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. Stephanie pulled
into the mall and reached behind her and grabbed her dress cover. She put on
her dress cover, grabbed her white purse and went inside after putting up the
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Rachael picked out a spot where she could watch and
check out everyone else going about their business spending money to no end.
The bench that Rachael picked out was a good one in that she could see what
women were wearing underneath their skirts and dresses. Rachael was looking at
all of the women in the mall and thinking of how nice it was to spend money
like there was no tomorrow. All she could do was to watch and dream about how
nice it would be to have some money to spend. As Rachael was watching she saw a
woman that caught her attention wearing a white naval uniform coming her way
and from where she was sitting could see everything she wore underneath her
uniform, all satin lingerie white in color with nude color pantyhose.
Underneath the pantyhose she could see the Navy woman was wearing a pair of
satin string bikini panties. Rachael nipples were getting hard and she was
turned on by the woman in uniform as she watched the uniform now move on the
blonds’ body as she moved. Rachael decided to get up and follow the Navy woman
and see what she was up to. Stephanie never saw or noticed that another woman
was looking her over and now following her. She went into kohl’s, macey’s, j c
penny’s and Victoria secrets to do her shopping. She tried on numerous satin
dresses and gowns including buying some expensive lingerie. Stephanie got
something to eat and then went to her car with the shopping bags. Rachael
followed the Navy woman out to her car and just shook her head. “A real stuck
up bitch that has everything given to her on a silver platter.” Rachael said as
she waved down a cab and then had the cab follow the corvette home. Rachael
told the cab driver to stop and then paid the cab driver once she saw the
corvette pull down a long driveway towards a very beautiful house that she
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disappear around a bend. This meant that the house and driveway were hidden
from view and Rachael decided to walk down towards the house. Stephanie pulled
up to the garage and opened the door. She pulled in and shut off the engine and
left the garage door open. She opened the kitchen door and went back to her
corvette grabbing some shopping bags and went inside. Rachael came down to the
open garage and took a look inside. Seeing no one around she ducts inside
hiding behind some boxes to see who else was inside the house. Then Rachael saw
the Navy woman come back out grabbing the rest of her shopping bags and then
closing the garage door. The Navy woman went back inside closing the door
leading to the kitchen as Rachael watched. Rachael waited for a few moments
before making her way to the door leading into the kitchen. She put her ear up
to the door and listens for any movement inside. Rachael heard the Navy woman
go into another room and Rachael decided to open the door slowly and quietly as
possible. She took a quick glance around and saw nobody. Rachael went inside
the kitchen and grabbed a towel to open the drawers so she could start to look
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Stephanie was going through her shopping bags and
hanging up her satin charmeuse dresses and gowns never hearing anything that
would alarm her that someone was going through her drawers. Rachael found rope,
duct tape in one drawer and when she went through the Navy woman’s purse she found
a .38 caliber hand gun. She proceeded into the living room and looked through
some more drawers and found 2 pair of hand cuffs with keys. Once she was done
looking around Rachael decided to move towards the bedrooms. She could hear the
Navy woman going through the shopping bags and not even noticing that another
woman was peeking around the corner looking at her. Rachael was surprised that
the Navy woman was completely unaware of her presence because the Navy woman
was so engrossed in what she was doing. Stephanie held up a silver satin
charmeuse slip admiring it and didn’t hear another woman with a gun pointing at
her was approaching her. As Stephanie turned around with a big smile on her
face to place the satin slip on a hanger she saw a strange woman pointing a gun
at her. “Who the fuck are you and what do you want?” asks Stephanie in an angry
voice. “Just shut the fuck up bitch and do as you’re told. Now strip completely
nude and no staling bitch!” demanded the woman as she looked her prey up and down
licking her lips. “What, you want me to strip nude, have you lost your fucking
mind? I won’t do it bitch so why don’t you get the fuck out my house.” The Navy
woman replied with anger and defiance in her voice. “I said strip bitch down to
your birthday suit you little whore and get a move on, I don’t have all fucken
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doing it, just don’t shoot me.” The Navy woman responded dropping the silver
satin slip on the carpeted floor and then slid off her white dress shoes with a
3 inch heel on them. “I said hurry it up and quite staling bitch.” The woman
demanded from her prey thinking of what she would soon be wearing instead of
her cheap thin blouse with no bra underneath, a blue jean mid thigh skirt with
pink nylon panties underneath that and cheap slip on shoes. Seeing what this
stuck up had to wear everyday really pissed Rachael off to no end as Rachael
had nothing. “You won’t get away with this bitch, robbing me at gun point.” The
Navy woman said as she unbuckled her white C/T belt and removed it dropping it
on the floor. She then unfastens the outer clasp on her white C/T skirt with
the length ending just above the knee caps. “What is your name little miss
stuck up bitch?” the woman asks her prey as she watches the Navy woman unzips
the zipper on the white skirt. “My name is Stephanie Wilson like that matters
to you bitch.” Stephanie replied as she pulled down the skirt and laid it on
the carpeted floor. “Well Stephanie you need to go faster so I can get you tied
up. Come on off with the blouse my little bitch Stephanie.” The woman commanded
as she waived her gun up and down at Stephanie. “Alright I’m moving as fast as
I can. What are you an escaped prisoner or something else?” Stephanie replied
as she unbuttoned the buttons on her white short sleeve C/T blouse and slipped
it off dropping it on the floor exposing a very expensive white satin charmeuse
slip. “Let’s move it Stephanie I don’t want to be here all night.” The woman
replied as she saw the expensive satin white slip and then watched Stephanie
pull up the satin slip and took it off. “Can I at least keep my bra and
panties?” Stephanie asks as she dropped the satin slip on the floor. “Sorry
Stephanie but I want to wear those too, now let’s get them off.” The woman said
with a smile on her face. “You must be really desperate to wear another woman’s
bra and panties.” Stephanie replied as she unfastens the front closure and slid
off the white satin charmeuse bra. “Let’s just say I have a thing for wearing
another woman’s bra and panties especially expensive ones. Now let’s see that
woman hood Stephanie.” said licking her lips as she watched Stephanie pull down
the nude color non control top pantyhose. Stephanie set them down near the rest
of the uniform pile and then pulled down the white satin string bikini panties.
“It’s not really safe to wear another woman’s panties. It’s unhealthy thing to
do no matter how desperate you are.” Stephanie said as she took off the satin
panties and tossed them at her capture. “Thanks!” said the woman as she took a
whiff of the panties from Stephanie. “Not bad at all, but if a woman really
desperate and in a situation that she had too, a woman would wear another
woman’s panties in a heartbeat without even thinking about it!” the woman said
dropping the panties on the floor. “What do you on planning to do with me?”
Stephanie asks the woman that held her fate in her hands. “Sit down in that
metal chair and put your arms through the slots near the head rest and then
clasp your hands together.” The woman directed Stephanie as she pulled a chair
to Stephanie. Stephanie did what she was told to do with her hands up to show
the woman she wasn’t a threat to her. Stephanie put her arms through the slots
and clasps her hands together waiting to see what happened next. The woman
grabbed a pair of hand cuffs and cuffed Stephanie’s wrists and she squeezed the
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as she felt the cuffs tighten. “Hey just be quiet Stephanie and enjoy it. Who
knows you might just like it.” The woman said taking a length of rope and tied
Stephanie’s right ankle extremely tight. “Come on not so tight. I don’t even
know your name at least you can tell me your name.” Stephanie asks as her left
ankle was being tied as well. “Well my name is Rachael like that going to
matter anyways. Beside I’m not letting you go no matter how much you plea with
me Stephanie.” Rachael replied as she got up and retrieved more rope. “I don’t
think you have to tie me up any further, I’m not going anywhere.” Stephanie
said as she felt rope being applied around her elbows cinching them together.
“I told you to be quiet and enjoy it, besides I plan on taking your place for
awhile and assuming your identity and life.” Rachael said as she tied off the
elbow rope extremely tight. “What why are you doing this to me, I didn’t do
anything to you.” Replied Stephanie as she felt rope being wrapped around
underneath her breasts. “Of course you didn’t but you do have a life that I
want and can’t get so I’m taking yours instead.” Rachael told Stephanie as she
wrapped the breasts rope above Stephanie’s breasts and then tied it off in the
back of the metal chair. The breasts rope was tied extremely tight as well and
now another rope was being wrapped around the chest starting in the center of
the breasts, cinching the breasts rope together squeezing Stephanie’s breasts. Rachael
looped the rope underneath the right armpit through the elbow rope and then
through the left armpit, then back through elbow rope and then tied off in the
front between the breasts. This rope was tied extremely tight as well and
Stephanie winced in pain “Ow why are you tying me up so tight?” Stephanie asks.
“I don’t want you escaping and ruining my plans.” Rachael replied as she
grabbed more rope and wrapped it around the right knee, tying it off extremely
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turning blue and she realized that Rachael was hell bent on doing what she was
going to do, assume her identity. “You won’t get away with this; you’ll never
be me in a million years.” Stephanie said as she watched Rachael start to get
undressed. “Yes I will, other than the hair color we are the same in every way.”
Rachael replied with a smile on her face as she took off her blouse and then
slipped off her shoes. “Let me go now and you can help yourself in the long
run.” Stephanie pleaded with Rachael as she watched Rachael remove her skirt
revealing a pair of pink nylon hipster panties. “I don’t think so, after I went
through all this trouble and taking the risk. I think it’s time to keep you
quiet so I can get ready and finish tying you up.” Rachael said as she walked
inside one of the large walk in closets and picked out a nylon ankle length
half slip. “What are you doing in my closet?” Stephanie asks. “You’ll see soon
enough.” Rachael said as she took the slip and put a knot in the middle, pulled
down her panties and shoved the knot into her vagina and then took off her
panties and wadded them up and then wiped her vagina with them. Rachael walked
behind Stephanie “Opened your mouth! I said open your mouth bitch!” Rachael
said as she put her panties up against Stephanie’s mouth. “NO!” Stephanie
replied as she tried to move her head. Rachael pinched Stephanie’s nose forcing
her to hold her breath. Soon Stephanie had no choice but to take a breath and
Rachael stuffed her panties into Stephanie’s mouth. “NNNNOOOOO!” came from
Stephanie as the panties in. “Don’t my panties taste good or what?” Rachael
asks as she pulled out the nylon knotted slip and stuffed the knot in
Stephanie’s mouth as well. Rachael tied it off and then wrapped it around
Stephanie’s mouth then tied it off again. Rachael pushed Stephanie’s head down
as she bent down to retrieve the roll of duct tape. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from
Stephanie as she saw Rachael put the edge of the duct tape on her left side of
her face and then wrapped the duct tape around her head 5 times securing the
knot and pink nylon panties inside her mouth. This prevented any hope of making
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Rachael was completely naked and Stephanie looked at
her capture with despise and hatred. “Well looks like you got yourself all tied
up and now it’s time to get myself ready and get dressed into my newly acquired
uniform. Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back.” Rachael said as she grabbed
the blond hair dye and went into the bathroom. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stephanie
as she watched Rachael strut into the bathroom. As Rachael was taking a shower
and dying her hair, Stephanie tries to loosen the ropes that were holding her
to the metal chair. After 45 minutes Rachael came out from the bathroom hair
now dyed blond and she sat down at the makeup table. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from
Stephanie as she watched the imposter do her makeup and hair. The ropes were
tied extremely tight and Stephanie couldn’t even loosen them. “Trying to get
are we, no matter you won’t be able to. The ropes are tied extremely tight. I
plan on taking over your life and everything else you have and there’s nothing
you can do about it.” Rachael said after she did up her hair exactly like
Stephanie’s and applied the right amount of makeup and perfume. “MMMPPPHHH!”
Stephanie replied angrily at the thought of another woman assuming her identity
and life. Wearing her bra and panties, her uniforms, sexy lingerie, satin
charmeuse gowns and satin dresses. “Well it’s time to get dressed and then make
sure you don’t cause me any trouble as I look through your stuff and learn more
about you.” Rachael said as she picked up the white satin bra and slipped it
on. She fastens the front closure and then adjusted the straps for a better
fit. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stephanie as she was clear pissed off as she
watched Rachael wear her satin bra and then grabbed her white satin string
bikini panties. “Now to put on those satin panties and get my dominant scent in
the cotton crotch.” Rachael told Stephanie as she stepped into the white satin
string bikini panties and slid them up. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied Stephanie with
even more anger knowing that Rachael scent would be in her panties cotton
crotch. There was nothing Stephanie could do about it but just watch as Rachael
picked up the nude color non control top pantyhose and rolled them up. Rachael
slipped on the right one first and then the left one. She pulled them up
carefully and smoothed them out once she pulled them up and then letting the
waist band snap against her skin. “MMMPPPHHH!” was the response from Stephanie
as she watched the imposter pick up the white satin charmeuse slip and put it
on over her head, letting it fall over her torso. “Wow, the satin feels so good
against my body and makes me feel sexy too. Thanks Stephanie for the sexy
lingerie.” Rachael said as she adjusted the straps for a better fit.
“MMMPPPHHH!” angrily came from Stephanie as she watched in horror knowing that
another woman was going to impersonate her and now was picking up her uniform
that she so proudly wore every day. “I would call this one hell of an identity
switch, wouldn’t you? I mean once I get to know everything about you, no one
would ever suspect that I’m an imposter.” Rachael gloated as she picked up the
white short sleeve C/T blouse and slipped it on. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from
Stephanie as she watched Rachael button up the buttons. Now it was time for
Rachael to put on the white C/T skirt. Rachael picked up the skirt which came
too just above the knees and stepped into it and then pulled it up tucking in
the satin slip and the blouse as she went. “MMMPPPHHH!” responded Stephanie as
she watched Rachael zipping up the zipper and then fastens the outer clasp.
Rachael picked up the white C/T belt and put it on slipping the belt through
the belt loops and then buckles the brass buckle with the U S Navy officer
shield on it. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stephanie as she watched Rachael slip on
the right white dress shoe with a 3 inch heel on it and then the left one.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Well don’t I look really hot or what in uniform?”
Rachael asks her tied up prisoner as she continued to gloat. “MMMPPPHHH!” came
from Stephanie as she saw an exact duplicate of herself gloating in the sliding
door mirror. “We look exactly alike and just think I’ll be you for a long while
enjoying your money, house, car and identity.” Rachael said as she strutted
over to Stephanie looking up at the imposter with discuss and hatred.
“MMMPPPHHH!” replied Stephanie as looked Rachael who looked like her in every
way. “I think it’s time for me to get to know who I’m going to be for the rest
of my life. Let’s see where that combo for the hidden safe is. Ah here we are
the combo hidden right under the panty drawer. Very good Stephanie, but I’ll be
changing it so I can remember it.” Rachael said as she dialed the numbers in
and opened the safe. Stephanie watched in horror as Rachael went through the
important papers including pass codes for the bank accounts and passwords for
her home laptop and work computer. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stephanie as she realized
that Rachael could now impersonate her without even needing her alive for any
information required. “I can’t wait to see how much money you have in the bank
Stephanie. Well what do we have here a very expensive diamond necklace and keys
to safety deposit boxes. I really hit the jackpot didn’t I?” Rachael gloated as
she went to turn on the laptop that Stephanie had in her bedroom. “MMMPPPHHH!”
replied Stephanie as she was turned around and the table was brought over
towards her. Rachael pulled up another chair and sat right next to Stephanie.
Rachael entered the password for the laptop and it came online. Rachael then
clicked on the bank short cut and then entered the login id and then the pass
code. The account information came up on the screen in 3 separate accounts was
millions of dollars and probably allot more. “I can’t believe it how much money
I now have, thanks for the millions Stephanie.” Rachael got up picking up the
laptop and going through everything before logging off and shutting down the
laptop. “MMMPPPHHH!” came the reply as Stephanie was now pissed off and very
angry that this bitch was stealing her life. “Now what to do with you
Stephanie, I mean there can’t be two of us having fun all the time. I really do
love the feel of the satin charmeuse lingerie moving on my body along with the
uniform. Maybe I’ll keep you as my sex slave or sell you to the highest bidder
after I train you.” Rachael said as she stroked Stephanie’s breasts.
“MMMPPPHHH!” was Stephanie’s reaction as her breasts were being rubbed by her
imposter Rachael. “Well I think it’s time to go out and do some shopping in my
uniform, but first I need to blind fold you and put a pair of pantyhose over
your head to muffle any sounds you may make, how about a satin blind fold for
you Stephanie?” Rachael said as she brought out a satin scarf and a pair of
nude color pantyhose from the walk in closet. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied Stephanie as
she felt the satin scarf being wrapped around her eyes blinding next she felt
the pantyhose go over her head and then being wrapped around her eyes and then
tied off. A muffled “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stephanie as she felt the chair that
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don’t worry I’ve changed the combo on the walk in closet and the safe. I think
I’ll stop by a adult dirty book store and pick some stuff up for you, a new
outfit for you, leather perhaps with cuffs and a hood. Oh yea defiantly a
leather hood and a ball gag and a muzzle. I know someone that will build me a
holding cage just for you. So I’ll be leave now to enjoy my new sports car and
don’t you go anywhere.” Rachael said closing the safe and locking it and then
closed the walk in closet door and locking it. Rachael went down stairs and
picked up the car keys, the white purse and dress cover. She headed out to the
garage and opened the car door. Rachael opened the garage door and started the
engine. She backed out the car and then closed the garage door. Rachael headed
towards the adult book store and a few other shops in town. Stephanie couldn’t
see a thing but still tried as hard as she could to loosen the ropes holding
her to the metal chair. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her as she
sat there all tied up by another woman who looked exactly like her after the
woman dyed her hair blond. She was forced at gun point to strip completely nude
with her own gun and then was panty gagged with the imposter’s panties, held in
by a knotted nylon slip both soaked by the imposter’s vaginal fluids. The
imposter was wearing her satin panties and now the imposter’s scent filled in
the cotton crotch replacing hers. The imposter’s pubic region was a real mess
not shaven and had a slight odor to it. After the imposter shower and cleaned
up the imposter’s vagina had a pleasant smell and the imposter had left a half
inch wide stripe down the middle of her pubic region as a sign and a
remembrance of the imposter’s dominance over her. Time was not on Stephanie’s
side as she felt the numbness in her arms, legs and torso. Soon the imposter
would return and Stephanie knew that she would live out her life as a sex slave
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C/T skirt and making her nipples hard and she now knew the feeling that
Stephanie felt wearing her military skirts and satin dresses. She returned
after 4 hours of shopping and brought in begs from an adult store she also had
shopping bags from a grocery store. She went back to the garage and retrieved a
holding cage and a box meant to hold a sex slave. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied
Stephanie as she saw the stuff that the imposter had bought and brought into
the master bedroom. “I got some really nice stuff for you Stephanie and you
should enjoy wearing, but first I need to mix up the ingredients for the
chloroform.” Rachael said as she brought out the chemicals and took them into
the bathroom. Stephanie knew that she needed to get free as soon as possible or
face the fact that she would be a sex slave for the rest of her life.
“MMMPPPHHH!” screamed as she watched Rachael mixing the chemicals. “I just want
to thank you for the identity switch Stephanie; I’m going to enjoy being you.
So I think we need to come up with a new name for you. How about Rachael, since
I’m taking yours you can have mine.” Rachael said as she finished the
chloroform and walked towards Stephanie. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied Stephanie as she
watched the imposter set the chloroform down and then bring out a collar,
leather straps, leather cuffs, chains and locks along with a leather hood and a
leather muzzle. “See I told you that I bought some stuff for you to wear, I
really like this one. It’s a complete leather strap outfit that is all
connected.” The new Stephanie (Rachael) said as she laid out the outfit that
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poured some of the chloroform onto a rag and placed it against the new
Rachael’s lower face and she fought as hard as she could but soon the
chloroform took its toll and the new Rachael passed out. The new Stephanie held
the rag on the face a little while longer before removing the rag soaked with
chloroform. Once Stephanie knew that Rachael was knocked out, she quickly cut
the ropes holding Rachael to the chair and then laid her on her stomach taking
the wrists cuffs and cuffed Rachael’s wrists and then the ankles. Stephanie
then put the elbows and knees into leather restraints. Stephanie rolled Rachael
over on her back and then fastens the straps holding the arms to the body along
with the crotch strap holding the wrists to the body as well. Rachael now was
secured; her breasts were slid into leather straps that secured them and the
upper arms. Stephanie put the neck collar on Rachael’s neck and fastens it in
place, now it was time for the muzzle gag but Stephanie would keep her nylon
panties in Rachael’s mouth. Stephanie removed the foam tape and removed the
knotted slip. She quickly applied the muzzle with Rachael’s nose through
leather straps just like the breasts and fastens it in place. She took chains
and brought up Rachael’s legs and chained them to the wrists cuffs putting
Rachael into a hogtie. Satisfied that her new sex slave was now secure,
Stephanie went about going through her new house and decided to get the spare
bedroom ready to hold her sex slave, but first she would have to change into
something to get dirty. Stephanie (Rachael) redid the bathroom to with rings
installed with chains with hand cuffs attached. Once this was done she changed
the lock on the closet door and to the spare bedroom, now it was time to get
the cage and box into the spare bedroom and then retrieve the new Rachael
(Stephanie) and get her into her new home. The new Stephanie went down to her
master bedroom and walked in. She retrieved the holding cage and then the box
taking them both down to the spare bedroom and setting them up. Now her sex
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sex slave onto a blanket and then dragged her sex slave down the hallway to the
sex slave room. With the sex slave named Rachael still out cold Stephanie
rolled the sex slave into the holding cage and locked it. Now she could go and
enjoy herself in going through her newly acquired stuff, exspecially her new
wardrobe. Stephanie took a hot shower and decided to reflect on the days
events. At the start of the week she was a broke woman with no hope, money or
future, now by Friday evening she had a nice house, a sports car to drive,
expensive jewelry to wear and millions of dollars to spend as she pleased. She
came out and decided to go through the wardrobe. She picked out a very nice
satin charmeuse robe red in color and slipped it on. Stephanie tied it off and
went through the new stuff the old Stephanie now sex slave Rachael had bought.
2 satin charmeuse mid thigh dresses one red the other purple, 2 satin charmeuse
floor length prom gowns one royal blue and one light blue. She had also bought some
sexy lingerie that the new Stephanie would defiantly enjoy wearing. It was time
to go and check up on her sex slave and then practice the signature of the real
Stephanie. She walked in after unlocking the door and then headed to the
holding room closet door. Stephanie opened the holding closet door and saw that
the sex slave had finally come too. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from the sex slave as she
saw the imposter wearing her sexy red satin robe. “Now, now no needs to be
upset at the fact that I’m impersonating you, besides I hope you enjoy your
life as my sex slave and do what ever I want you to do. I just want to thank
you very much for the Identity Switch and luxury life that I’ll now live thanks
to you. Don’t worry if anyone asks what happened to you, that I’ll just tell
them that you got yourself all tied up! Good night Rachael, see you in the
morning.” Stephanie said as she turned off the light and shut the door locking
it. She walked out of the sex room and would turn it into the world’s best sex
slave rooms. The new Stephanie practiced the real Stephanie’s signature to a
tee. She went on to retire as a Commander in the Navy after 20 years, during
that time she sold Rachael and got a younger sex slave as a replacement. The
sex slave named Rachael would live her life as a sex slave until her end
knowing that a woman named Rachael had forced her to strip nude out of her
uniform, lingerie and her life as she knew it. She had watched this imposter
enjoy her life and bought many things with her money that she no longer had
control of. She was forced to watch time after time the imposter get dressed
and wear her clothes as if they were the imposter’s, knowing full well that her
scent no longer occupied the cotton crotch of the charmeuse satin string bikini
panties and thongs that were her pride and joy along with her collection of
very expensive sexy lingerie. The imposter’s scent now occupied the cotton
crotch of the charmeuse satin string bikini panties and thongs, including the
two piece bathing suits. The imposter kept her feed, clean with a warm place to
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">A very young attractive 24 year old named Beth drives
towards a hotel. She’s been upset and crying her now ex-boyfriend has left her
for another woman. Who this woman is nobody knows but Beth is hell bent on
finding out. She drove around until she saw for what she was looking for, her
cheating exes’ fancy sports car. Mr. Rich ass-hole of a cheater who dumped her
at the first chance he got. They were engaged for two years and were going to
be married in 3 weeks. Now he was with another woman who was enjoying what she
felt was hers. Who was this bitch that took her place and was enjoying the life
that she should have at this moment, a very expensive house, money, cars,
jewelry and clothes. This bitch might enjoy the life she stole from Beth but
not before she got her ass kicked but well. Beth pulled into a corner parking
space where she could watch and not be seen. Beth couldn’t wait to see this
bitch that took her life away from her that she knew. Now Beth would go back to
her hole in a wall rundown apartment and struggle to make ends meet. She wore
very nice clothes and very expensive lingerie which she had to leave behind. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">A few hours later Beth started to video record a hot
looking blond coming out of a room. She was about 24 years old her height,
weight with very similar looks. Once the blond got into better light she even
had the same bust size wearing a U S Military uniform walking towards a car
while her ex was watching from the doorway. Her ex went back in and the blond
opened the car door and got in. She started up her car and left, heading home.
Beth started her car and decided the blond bitch home. The blond military woman
pulled into a car port and got out. Beth recognized the blond bitch as the
woman in her bastard of an ex co-workers on the base. They never met but Beth
saw her around talking to her ex and the bastard took down all of her pictures
so the blond bitch didn’t know what Beth looked like. So Beth had a good
advantage when it would come to surprising the blond bitch and beat her up.
Beth decided to go home and come up with a plan to deal with the bitch. She was
no longer upset and crying but filled with anger and hate towards a blond bitch
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reviewed what she recorded. She and the bitch were the same height, weight,
bust size with very similar looks. Thanks to her ex Beth had an advantage and
she would put it to good use. She went out and bought surveillance equipment
and would now use it against the blond bitch after she gained access to her
house. Beth would watch her target and get the inside scoop. Beth would learn
the blond bitch’s routine down and come up with a plan to take her place and
assumed her life. She would need to take some pictures and video of her target
and use them to make herself more like the blond bitch. To gain access to the
bitch’s place she would act as a surveyor and then steal her key so she could
make a copy of it. Beth could pull this off because her bastard of an ex never
had pictures of Beth around his office and so no one knew what Beth looked
like. Neither the blond bitch nor the bastard would know what was coming their
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Beth took a hot shower and went to bed. She got up and got dressed in her best
blouse, skirt and jacket. She watched the blond bitch leave and waited for a
few minutes and followed her target to the base. She saw the blond bitch salute
the guard and go towards her office. Beth went to go get something to eat and
waited for the blond bitch to head on home. At about 4 pm Beth watched the
blond bitch head home and she followed. Beth would do this for a week and then
she would go and act as a surveyor and gain access to the blond bitch’s house.
Friday morning Beth got up and took a hot shower and dried off. She took out
her best business suit grabbed her clip board and a fake id and headed towards
the blonds’ house. Once there she knew the blond would be going to the base
late. Beth went up the door and knocked. Within a few moments a very attractive
woman in a khaki uniform came to the door. “Hi may I help you?” the blond asks.
“Yes, I was doing a survey of the neighborhood and I was wondering if you have
a few minutes to spare to answer some questions?” the young surveyor asks.
“Well yes I can no problem at all.” The blond replies as she let the young
woman inside. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“This will take only a few minutes to complete the
survey.” The surveyor replies as she is lead to the kitchen. “Here we are, just
let me get a pen.” The blond replies as she went into the living room. Beth saw
the blond bitch’s keys laying there and she took the house key off and put it
in her purse. “Here you go I got a pen.” The blond said as she started to fill
out the survey. It took about 10 minutes and the blond finished the survey and
handed it back to the young brunette sitting across from her. “Well that will
help us try to get more funding for programs.” The young surveyor said as she
put it back on her clip board. “Well I’m off to the base.” The blond replied
grabbing her purse, keys and dress cover and walking to the front door along
with the young surveyor. “Military?” asks the young surveyor as she walks out
of the house. “Yes, U S Navy.” The blond replies as she locked the door from
the inside and closed it. The young surveyor got into her car and drove off,
the blond followed and headed towards the base. Beth went right to the hardware
store to get her a copy of the blonds’ key. Once she got the key made she
headed back towards the blonds’ house and put her cameras inside. It took about
an hour to complete this but Beth did it and did video equipment check.
Everything checked out and now she now only had to wait to until next Friday to
spring her trap. Beth watched her target get dressed, take showers and went
about her daily life as nothing was wrong, but little did the blond navy know
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">It was now Friday morning and Beth got up, dyed her
hair blond and took a shower. She packed up a bag with rope, a knotted nylon
slip, foam tape and a 18 inch crescent wrench with electrical tape around it.
She got dressed in a cheap sun dress with no bra or panties on. She waded up a
pair of her cheap nylon panties and shoved them up her vagina. Beth slipped on
some slip on shoes and headed out. The blond U S Navy officer woke up and went
into the bathroom and took a shower. She dried off and then sat down at the
makeup table. The navy woman did up her hair, makeup and put on some expensive perfume.
Next she went to the big walk in closet and picked out a white satin slip,
white satin bra, white satin string bikini panties and nude color non-control
top pantyhose. She laid these out across the bed and went back into the walk in
closet and picked out a white C/T summer uniform. The navy woman laid the
uniform across the bed and picked up the white satin bra and slipped it on. She
fastens the front closure and then picks up the white satin string bikini
panties and then steps into them. She pulls them up into place and then picks
up the nude color non-control top pantyhose and rolls up the right leg and
slips it on. The navy woman pulls it up to her knee and then rolls up the left
one and slips it on. She pulls it up to her left knee and then pulls the
pantyhose up to her waist letting the band snap on her skin. Next the navy
woman picked up the white satin slip and put it on letting it fell over her
torso. She adjusted the straps and picked up the short sleeve white C/T blouse
and slips it on. She button up the buttons and then picks up the white knee
length C/T skirt with a white nylon liner in it and stepped into it. She pulls
it up tucking in the satin slip and blouse as she went. The navy woman zipped
up the zipper and then fastens the outer clasps. She then put the white C/T
belt through the loops and then buckles the brass polished buckle. She stepped
into the white patient leather dress shoes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">She went over to a huge floor mirror to look her over, satisfied
she went down stairs and grabbed her dress cover, white purse and car keys and
then headed out the front door to the car port. Beth arrived and watched the
blond bitch leave for the base. She waited 10 minutes to make sure the blond
bitch didn’t return for something. She pulled down the driveway and then hid
her car around the back. She opened the door and went in heading upstairs and
got her stuff ready. In about seven hours Beth would assume her new identity
get even the cheating two timing bastard. She looked around and found a metal
chair and she took this into the spare bedroom and then got everything else
ready. Around 5 pm Beth heard a car pulling into the car port and then the
front door opening up. She heard the blond bitch in the kitchen and then starts
heading upstairs. Beth got ready and hid behind a row of satin charmeuse gowns.
Beth heard the blond bitch come into the bedroom and Beth got ready to strike.
The blond navy woman turned on the light and opened the door. She went over to
the rack having the bathing suits and started to pick one out when Beth came
from behind the satin gowns and with a very hard strike she hit the blond bitch
over the head with an 18 inch crescent wrench. The blond navy woman never knew
what hit her she left out a “uuuugggghhhh!” on her way down to the carpet
floor. Satisfied at what she had done Beth picked up the unconscious navy woman
and dragged her to the foot of the bed. “Now to get you stripped nude and tied
up bitch!” Beth said dropping the navy woman on the carpet floor. Beth unzipped
the zipper on the sundress and let it fall to the carpet floor and then slipped
off her slip on shoes. Now completely nude Beth knelt down beside the blond
bitch and started to strip her prey nude.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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off the white patient leather dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them and set
them aside. Next she unbuckled the polished brass buckle and slid the white C/T
belt out through the belt loops on the skirt and set the belt aside. Beth
rolled the blond bitch on her side and unfastens the outer clasp then unzipped
the zipper. Beth then pulled down the white C/T skirt with a white nylon liner
and then took it off. She set the skirt aside and then unbuttons the buttons on
the white C/T blouse and then pulled up the blond navy woman and then removed
the C/T blouse setting it aside. Beth pulled up the white satin slip and took
it off setting it on top of the white C/T uniform. She unfastens the front
closure and then slid the white satin bra off and setting it on top of the
white satin slip. She moved down to the nude color non-control top pantyhose
and started to pull them down. She carefully slid them down and then removed
the nylon pantyhose and set them aside. Next Beth slid down the white satin
string bikini panties and took them off. She could feel the warm moist air rise
from the blonds’ vagina as she removed the satin panties. She set them aside on
top of the uniform and satin lingerie pile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the metal chair from the spare bedroom. She came back in and then pulled out
some rope and then picked up the blond bitch and set her on the metal chair.
Beth took and put the blonds’ arms through the slots in the top of the chair
and then taking a length of rope Beth tied the blonds’ wrists extremely tied
cutting off the circulation. Next Beth took another length of rope and tied the
blonds’ right ankle and then the left ankle extremely tight cutting off all
circulation. Beth then took another length of rope and then tied the blonds’
elbows together extremely tight and then she moved down to the right knee. Beth
took another good length of rope and tied the right knee extremely tight and
then the left knee. Beth continued to tie up the blond bitch and Beth made sure
every rope she tied was extremely tight cutting off all circulation. Now it was
time to panty gag the blond bitch and secure it in place silencing any pleads
for help. Beth reached up her vagina and pulled out the nylon panties balled
up. She opened the blonds’ mouth and inserted them cramming them all the way
in. Beth pushed the blonds’ tongue all the way back and then took the knotted
nylon slip and put it in the blonds’ mouth. She tied it off in the back of the
neck. Beth then took the 4 inch wide foam tape and wrapped it around the
blonds’ lower head 5 times securing the panties inside the blonds’ mouth.
Satisfied that the blond bitch was tied up and thoroughly panty gagged and
wouldn’t cause any trouble. Beth decided to take a shower and then get dressed
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front of the conscious navy woman who came too as Beth was in the shower.
“MMMPPPHHH!” came from the tied up navy woman as she watched another woman that
she never seen before sit down at her makeup table. “Well I see the stuck up
bitch that thinks her shit doesn’t stink is finally awake.” The blond woman
sitting at the makeup table said. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied the navy woman who
tested her strict bondage holding her to the metal chair. “I was hoping that
you would wake up from your little nap, as you can see that I plan on taking your
place for awhile and getting even with that two timing son of a bitch that
dumped me for you.” The blond said getting done with her hair and makeup.
“MMMPPPHHH!” came from the tied up navy woman who now realized that the woman
who knocked her out, stripped nude, tied up and gagged her that she was hell
bent on taking her place and impersonating her at the base on Monday. This
woman was clearly a scorned ex-lover that would do what it took to get even.
“I’m going to enjoy every moment impersonating you and wearing your uniform and
sexy lingerie that you where so nice enough to have available for me to wear.”
The blond imposter said as she got up from the makeup table and heading towards
the bed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH!” came from the tied
up navy woman as she could see that there was a strip of black pubic hair down
the middle of the imposter’s pubic region and this lead her to believe the
imposter was a brunette not a real blond. “I left a ¾ inch wide strip down the
middle of my pubic region to remind myself that I’m a brunette and not a bitch
ass blond and second my dominance and victory over you and any other blond
bitch.” Beth replied as she picked up the white satin bra and slipped it on.
She fastens the front closure and adjusted the straps for a better fit. “MMMPPPHHH!”
came angrily from the navy woman as she watched another woman put on and wear
her satin bra. “Feels real good and it fits me perfectly. Now for the satin
panties and get my dominant scent in the cotton crotch.” The imposter said as
she picked up the white satin string bikini panties and slipped them on. Beth
pulled them up and into place. “MMMPPPHHH!” the tied up navy woman responded as
she watched the imposter rub her ass while wearing the satin panties she wore
only a few hours earlier. The navy woman knew that her scent would no longer be
inside the cotton crotch and that the imposter’s scent would be including the
rest of her panties and bathing suits. “I hope you’re enjoying this I know that
I am. There is nothing you can do about it either but just sit there all tied
up and by the way panty gagged. How do my panties taste?” the imposter gloated
as she reached and picked up the nude color non-control top pantyhose and
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prevented this from happening to her just by keeping more vigilant and being
more careful. Now all she could do was watch another woman put on her sexy
lingerie and uniform and impersonating her. Her arms and legs were turning blue
and do to the lack of blood flow they were going numb as well. All she could do
now was offer up muffled protest through her panty gag that the imposter
gloated about stuffing into her mouth. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied the navy woman as
watched the imposter slip on her pantyhose and pull them up into place. “They
really feel good on my shaven legs, must be very expensive ones to buy. Well I
guess if you have the money you get to wear the very best of everything you
can. I just decided to relieve you of that nice stuff and just take it by
force.” The imposter replied as she smoothed out the pantyhose and then picked
up the white satin slip and put it on. “MMMPPPHHH!” came with discuss and
hatred for the woman that was putting on her sexy lingerie as the navy woman
fought against her bondage but to no avail watching the imposter slid the white
satin slip over her head and letting it fall over her torso. The imposter
adjusted the straps for a better fit and then picked up the white C/T blouse.
“Ah can’t wait to wear my newly acquired navy uniform.” The imposter gloated as
she slipped on the white C/T blouse and then buttoned up the buttons. “MMMPPPHHH!”
was the response as the navy woman knew that she couldn’t do anything but watch
the imposter get ready and assume her identity. The imposter picked up the
white knee length C/T skirt and stepped into it and pulled it up. The imposter
tucked in the satin slip and the C/T blouse as she went. The navy woman watches
the imposter zip up the zipper and close the outer clasp on the skirt. The navy
woman knew it was a waste of time to do anything and just decide to sit there
watching the imposter finishing getting dressed in her uniform and save her
energy as she was getting tired from struggling. “What nothing more to say
through that panty gag or you know by now that there’s nothing you can do about
it but just accept the fact that you’re being impersonated by another woman
hell bent on revenge.” The imposter said as she picked up the white C/T belt
and slipped it through the belt loops. The imposter buckled the brass polished
buckle and then slipped on the white patient leather dress shoes with a 3 inch
heel on them. Finished she decided to look herself over in the floor mirror and
liked what she saw. “Well what do you think blonde?” the imposter asks the tied
up navy woman who was shocked to see an exact duplicate standing in front of
her. “MMMPPPHHH!” the navy woman responded as she knew that this imposter was
going to get away with impersonating her. “Well I’ll take that as a defiant
seal of approval.” The imposter gloated and picked up more rope and walked over
to the tied up navy woman. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied the navy woman as more rope was
applied around her torso and tied off extremely tight. The imposter didn’t even
respond and grabbed more rope and applied it to the navy woman’s legs and tied
it off extremely tight as well. Beth loved the feel of the skirt and satin slip
ride up her nylon covered legs as she knelt down and the navy woman saw this as
the skirt and slip did on her legs when she knelt down. The navy woman winched
in pain and started to get the ropes loose to better the blood flow. The navy
woman never thought this would ever happen to her but it did. A woman got into
her house after stalking her and was able to knock her out cold, strip her
completely nude then tied her up to a metal chair and then the imposter put a
pair of her panties inside her mouth and secured them in with foam tape. She
could actually taste the imposter’s vaginal fluids inside her mouth as she
watched a brunette put on and wear her sexy lingerie and naval uniform she was
wearing just that morning and afternoon.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Revenge is so sweet! Now I can get my revenge on that
two timing bastard and thanks to you little blond bitch for giving me the means
to get close to him. Since you took my life away I’m taking yours. He was
dating me until you decided to move on in without even thinking about whether
or not he was engaged to someone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So
that’s when I decided to take your identity and place so I could get even.
Revenge is so sweet isn’t?” Beth gloated as she got ready to go through her new
wardrobe. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied the tied up navy woman who was now sicken from
what she heard from the imposter and wondered what the imposter was going to do
with her. Surely the imposter would need information about her job, bank
accounts and stuff before the imposter killed her. This would buy her time and
come up with a plan to escape. “Don’t think about trying to escape or anything
stupid like that. You think I don’t know anything about you, but I do. I
watched you for as awhile and know everything about you. I even got your
passwords for work and bank account information, so I guess I really don’t need
you. I just need to decide on when to dispose of you. I already got a really
nice spot to dispose of your body.” The imposter said as she looked through the
drawers looking at the sexy satin string panties. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from the
navy woman she knew that she had to get loose and run from this psycho bitch.
“Well look at what I found your combination to the safe that’s in the other
closet. Shall we take a look inside to see what we have in here?” The imposter
said opening up the safe. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied the tied up navy woman as she
realized that with the information the imposter obtained, she wouldn’t need her
around for very much longer. “I really hit the jackpot didn’t I?” the imposter
gloated as she saw the very expensive jewels, access numbers to off shore bank
accounts and keys to a few safety deposit boxes. “MMMPPPHHH!” screamed the navy
woman as she watched the imposter go through everything. “Well it’s time to go
out for a while so I think I need to put you a sleep for a while, besides
revenge is so sweet is it?” Beth said as grabbed the crescent wrench and went
over to the tied up navy woman. “MMMPPPHHH!” replied the navy woman as she
watched the imposter brought down the wrench against her head. For the second
time today the navy woman was knocked out cold. Beth dragged the chair into the
walk-in closet, closed the door and went down stairs. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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she moved around. She picked up the dress cover, car keys and the white purse
and headed out the front door. She locked the front door and opened the car
door. She got in and started up the engine and headed towards the bank. It took
about 30 minutes to get there but Beth arrived and parked the car. She went
inside and went to the first available teller. She got access to the off shore
accounts and to the safety deposit boxes. She really did hit the jackpot and
now it was time to put an end to the two timing bastard once and for all. Beth
headed back to the house but first she would need to stop at her hole in the
wall apartment to clean out her stuff and leave. She packed all of her clothes
and cheap nylon lingerie and headed back to her new home. She pulled in and
shut off the car. She got out and opened the trunk and took out the suit cases
and took them to the front door. Beth opened the front door and put them
inside, Beth went upstairs to check up on the tied up navy woman. Beth opened
the walk-in closet and saw the navy woman still out and tied up. Beth noticed
that the navy woman wasn’t breathing and her face was blue. She checked for any
sign of life, there was none. The navy woman was dead and no longer a threat to
Beth. She went to retrieve a knife and cut the ropes to get the navy woman to
be buried at the grave site Beth picked out. Now the only thing she had to do
was to dig and get it ready. It took only 45 minutes but the grave was dug and
ready for the body to be put in. Beth went back into the house and grabbed some
bed sheets and then took them back up to the bedroom. She wrapped the body up
in the bed sheets and then dragged the body down stairs. Beth dragged the body
outside and to the grave site. She dumped the body in and covered it up with
dirt, leaves and sticks. Beth went back inside to start to get ready for her
revenge on the two timing bastard once and for all. A couple of years later
Beth eventually married the two timing bastard. She decided it was time to do
in the timing bastard. She arranged for an accident to happen to the bastard’s
car and it worked perfectly. Beth inherited all of the bastard’s money, house,
car and life insurance. Revenge is sweet especially when Beth had gotten the
best of the two that had ruined her life and she now enjoyed the life she
always wanted. Nobody realized that an imposter had taken the place of a navy
woman years ago and plotted revenge. Beth wouldn’t stop until she got revenge on
the two people she hated the most. As far as Beth was concerned REVENGE WAS
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woman up and down. A blond with 35c breasts, same height, same weight a real
nice tight ass with movie star looks wearing a royal blue satin dress. She
follows the blond from a distance watching the blonds every move. The blond
goes into a car garage and the brunette follows. She watches the blond get into
a candy apple red corvette, starts it up and drives off. The brunette follows
at a safe distance keeping the blonds’ vette in sight. After about an hour
drive the blond pulls into a long driveway heading towards a very expensive
house. The brunette stops and waits for the blond to drive down the long
driveway and then the brunette turn down the long driveway and stops in front
of the garage. She gets out and heads to the front door. She knocks on the door
and waits for an answer. A blond woman comes to the door wearing a royal blue
satin knee length dress. “Can I help you miss?” the blond woman asks opening
the door. “Yes if you can. I’m lost and don’t know my way around here and need
to make a call. My cell phone doesn’t work around here. Can I use your phone
please?” the brunette asks with a smile. “Oh yes, please come on in.” the blond
replied as she showed the well dressed brunette in. Little did the blond woman
know who she left into her home, not just a killer but a serial killer know as
“The Chameleon” to the authorities who preyed on women with blond hair color,
but no one knew what she looked liked or where she was. “I was supposed to meet
my boyfriend for dinner but I think he gave me the wrong address.” The brunette
replied as she was shown to the phone and picked it up. “My husband passed away
over a year ago and I haven’t got back into the dating scene.” The blond said
as she stepped into the next room. “Sorry to hear about your husband.” said the
brunette as she dialed a fake number. “Thank you very much.” The blond woman
replied as she looked at the TV. “I had the wrong address.” The brunette said
as she hung up the phone and the blond woman came in. “I hope you get to your
dinner on time.” the blond replied as she came into the kitchen. “Yep I sure
hope so. Can I use your bathroom it’s going to be a long drive.” The brunette
asks the blond. “Sure not a problem at all, let me show you where it is.” the
blond replied walking up the stairs with the brunette following close behind as
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bathroom for guest. Once inside the brunette did her business and then pulled
out a grout with wooden handles and a steel wire. The brunette put the grout in
the small of her back and came out of the bathroom. “Let me show you out.” the
blond woman said as she lead the way back down stairs. As the brunette followed
down the hallway to the stairs and about half way to the stairs the chameleon
struck. She pulled out the grout and with the quickness of a lightning strike
wrapped the grout around the blonds’ neck and pulling it extremely tight. The
blond woman was caught by complete surprise and reacted just as all the
chameleon’s victims did, trying as hard as they could to pull the wire from
their throats but to no avail as the chameleon pulled the grout even tighter.
Time was not on the blonds’ side as she was getting weaker by the moment. Soon
the blond dropped to her knees as her face turned blue and soon her arms
dropped to her sides and the chameleon kept her blond prey that way for another
10 minutes. Finally the blond was now deceased and the chameleon wrapped the
grout around the blonds’ neck some more and then tied it off. The chameleon let
the blond fall face first on the carpeted floor and she located the zipper on
the back of the very expensive royal blue satin dress and unzipped it. She then
pulled up each of the blonds’ feet and removed the very expensive dress shoes
she wore. The chameleon rolled her blond prey over and sat her up pulling down
the satin dress to the waist and then did the same thing to the matching royal
blue satin slip. The chameleon then unfastens the front closure of the matching
royal blue satin bra and pulled it off. She let the blonds’ body fall back onto
the carpet and then pulls down the royal blue satin dress and slip, taking them
off setting them aside. She then pulls down the silky smooth non control top nude
color pantyhose taking them off and setting these aside on top of the satin
dress, next came the royal blue satin string thong panty as she pulled it down
the chameleon felt the warm moist heat rise up from her prey’s vagina. She took
them off and put the satin thong panty with the rest of the clothes. She
removed the dead woman’s rings, ear rings and necklace placing them in her
right breast pocket on her red satin blouse. The chameleon’s dead blond prey
was now stripped nude. “Thanks honey, I’ll enjoy wearing your very expensive
clothes, sexy lingerie, jewelry and assuming your identity.” The chameleon said
as she grabbed the blonds’ wrists and dragged her into the guest bathroom
shower. Once this was done she picked up the satin dress, slip, thong, pantyhose
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">The chameleon saw pictures of the blond bitch with an
elderly man that was the blonds’ deceased husband and that made her a gold
digger. The chameleon felt this way that she did the old rich men of the world
a favor by killing this gold digging bitch. The chameleon would now use the
very big expensive house as a base for operations and had lots of room to store
the wardrobes she would take from her victims, plenty of burial space outback
in the perfect spot so nobody would find the bodies. This place was perfect as
were the chameleon would move from place to place as she killed the blond women
she preyed upon and lived their lives for a while until she found a new victim.
No more would she do that and now she could hide here for years to come without
being detected. She eliminated a woman that she felt was inferior to her in
every way she would take over her life as well as the gold digging blonds’
wardrobe. The chameleon quickly removed every picture of the blond and her
deceased husband and took them down stairs to remove the rest of the pictures.
Once this was done she went into the garage and opened the 4<sup>th</sup>
garage door and went to retrieve her car. She opened the trunk tossed in the
pictures she took and got in her car. She started it up and drove it inside the
garage and turned it off. She shut the garage door and went back inside to
locate the keys to the navigator that was parked next to the candy apple red
corvette. Once she found the keys she took a quick look around to make sure her
new place was locked up and secure. She checked up on the dead blond whose face
was now purple and blue, so she left and went to retrieve all of her stuff from
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and she wiped down all of the walls and surfaces leaving no finger prints and
DNA behind. Once she was back she unpacked the navigator suv and brought the
stuff she got to a guest bedroom down from the master bedroom. Among the stuff
she brought back with her was an embalming machine used to embalm bodies at
funeral homes, embalming fluid and 4 sets of skeletal remains of her very first
victims out the six she had killed. She had killed two when she was a teenager
and haven’t retrieved them yet. As a young woman getting the thrill of killing
another woman and taking her clothes, she decided to become a female serial
killer killing woman and assuming their identities. This gold digger blond
bitch was her fifth as an adult and her seventh blond overall. Once she
unpacked everything she went back into the master bedroom to look around some
more and found a safe inside the walk in closet and found the combination
underneath a piece of carpet that was sticking up. Inside was a real jackpot of
$250,000 cash, very expensive jewelry, a passport, account numbers, pass codes
to the accounts, keys to 5 safety deposit boxes and a silver .38 semi automatic
hand gun. First the brunette would have too dyed her hair blond and then get
access to the bank accounts and safety deposit boxes. She looked around and
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">The brunette decided to take a shower and get dressed
into the dead blonds’ dress and sexy lingerie. She undressed and took off her
clothes that she was wearing earlier that day and put on a purple robe provided
by the dead blond. After a very refreshing shower the brunette women now bleach
blond took off the robe and let it falls on the carpeted floor. She went over
and picked up the royal blue satin thong and slipped it on, pulling it up into
place. The serial killer then picked up the non control top silky smooth
pantyhose, rolled them up and slid her right foot into the right side and then
slid her left foot in. She pulled them up slowly and then smoothed the
pantyhose out and then grabbed the royal blue satin slip. The serial killer
slipped it on and let it fall over her upper body. It felt good to her to feel
the satin on her body and gave her a thrill to wear another woman’s lingerie
and clothes. She now picked up the royal blue satin dress and stepped into it.
As she pulled it up, she tucked in the satin slip and then zipped up the
zipper. The serial killer known as the chameleon had assumed another woman’s
identity and was now hell bent on assuming more. The chameleon looked herself
over in a large sliding door mirror and was pleased. She went over to the
makeup table and sat down. She took a picture of the dead blond and compared
herself to the blond woman she had killed and she was amazed that she look
exactly like the dead woman to a T. Satisfied after putting on some makeup and perfume
the chameleon decided to go to the bank and check out the safety deposit boxes.
She went to the safe and took out the five set of keys and locked the safe back
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locked up, grabbed the dead woman’s purse, putting the safety deposit boxes
keys inside along with the .38 cal hand gun. She picked up the corvette keys
and headed out to the garage. The chameleon loved how the satin dress and satin
slip felt and moved on her body as she walked towards the candy apple red corvette.
It was a convertible and soon she would feel the cool breeze flow up the dress
she wore. This would make her nipples hard as diamonds and make her feel very
excited to kill again. She opened the garage door and started up the corvette
and backed out. She could smell and feel the previous owner inside the corvette
she now occupied, but that would soon change as she now took it over and soon
her scent would occupy the dead woman’s stuff. After she backed out and the
chameleon put down the top and closed the garage door. She turned around and
headed towards the bank knowing that soon she would find out how much this
blond gold digging bitch really had. It took about an hour but she soon got to
the bank and she parked her corvette and walked inside. The chameleon went up
to the nearest bank official and asks to get access to her safety deposit boxes
and to check up on her bank accounts. “Oh hi Mrs. Larence, how may I help you
today?” the young woman in her mid twenties asks after she recognized her. “Hi,
yes you can. I need access to my safety deposit boxes and to check up on the
status of my bank accounts.” The chameleon replied as Mrs. Larence and sat
down. “Sure not a problem at all, I’ll just take you to one of our private
rooms and bring in a laptop for you to use.” the young woman said as she got up
and showed the woman who she believed to be Wendi Larence to a private room to
do her business of looking and checking over her bank accounts and safety
deposit boxes. The chameleon looked this woman up / down really close and
started to think about putting this little hottie on her list. The young woman
brought in a laptop and started it up; she left and brought in a cart with 5
big safety deposit boxes. “Just ring when you are done and I’ll let you out and
secure everything.” the young woman said as she logged onto the computer and
left, closing and locking the door behind her. She would leave Mrs. Larence out
after she rang and told the young woman she was done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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The woman known as Wendi Larence was a little rich bitch and a gold digger at
that. She had 5 accounts each having at least 50 million dollars in each and a
local account with about 2 million dollars in it. The 5 safety deposit boxes
contained at least 2 million dollars in cash and very expensive jewelry. The
chameleon really enjoyed this and was having a joyous moment knowing that she
had assumed the identity of a rich woman and nobody ever suspected anything
that the real Wendi Larence was laying in the guest shower nude and strangled
to death. She now knew she had to get back to the house and dispose of the body
before someone got wise to what happened. The chameleon rang a buzzer and the
young woman came in and shut down the laptop and put the 5 safety deposit boxes
on the cart and took them back to the safe and locked them back up. The
chameleon watched the young woman lockup the 5 safety deposit boxes and the
laptop and then left. She unlocked the door to the corvette and got in. She
started it up, put down the top and backed out of the parking space. As she was
heading home she stopped at the drug store and bought some blond hair dye. Once
she got home and put the corvette into the garage, she went up to the guest
bathroom and looked at the blonds’ body. She knelt down and removed the grout
from the dead woman’s neck. By now the blond woman she had killed hours before
was now cold and bluish gray and it time to get her embalmed and buried
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">She went to the clothes she brought from her last hide
out and took out a pair of coveralls and laid them on the master bedroom floor
and then she grabbed a pair of slip on sneakers. She quickly disrobed and took
off the satin dress, slip, pantyhose and thong and put on the coveralls and slips
on sneakers. The chameleon went into the guest bathroom and knelt down. Grabbed
the former Wendi Larence by the wrists and dragged her out of the shower and
down into the basement. The chameleon laid the former Mrs. Wendi Larence on a
table and went to retrieve the embalming machine and the embalming fluid. She
quickly hooked up the hoses in their proper places and then inserted the
needles into the veins and started the machine. The chameleon massaged the body
to get more of the blood out. Once the embalming fluid started to flow out of
the drain hose she stopped the machine and removed the needles and hoses. Now
all she had to do was dig a grave and put the body inside. Once this was done
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">It took about 45 minutes but the grave was dug and she
went to retrieve the body. The chameleon grabbed the blonds’ body and dragged
her up to the garage and put it in a wheel barrel and then out to the grave.
She dumped the former Mrs. Wendi Larence and gold digger into a grave and
covered it up. Once the chameleon was done she went back inside and took a
shower. Once she was done she came out nude and opened the sliding glass mirror
door to the walk in closet and looked around. She decided to pick out a red
satin dress with a matching red / lace satin slip her favorite color. She then
went and picked out a red satin / lace garter belt with a matching red satin
thong panty, next the chameleon picked out nude color silky smooth thigh high
nylons. She came out and laid everything across the satin covered bed and went
over to the hair and makeup table. The chameleon knew only that morning another
woman had sat where she now sat and put up her hair and makeup on completely
nude. Now the woman currently who sat there did up her blond hair and applied
the makeup, just like the previous owner did. Once she was done the chameleon
got up and went over to the bed. She picked up the red satin thong and stepped
into the thong and pulled it up. She then picked up the red satin / lace garter
belt and put it on. She fastens the hooks in the back and picked up the right
silky smooth thigh high. The chameleon slipped it on and smoothes it out and
then fastens the thigh high to the garter belt; she repeats this on the left
one and then picks up the red satin / lace slip. She puts her arms through the
spaghetti straps and pulls it over her head and let it fall over her upper torso.
The chameleon adjusted the straps for a better fit and then took the red satin
knee length dress off the hanger and unzipped the zipper. She then stepped into
it and tucked in the red satin slip as she pulled it up and then zipped up the
zipper. She stepped into a pair of red stilettos and went over to the sliding
door mirror to look at her new identity.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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matching pocket book and a little black bag and headed out to find her next
victim. As she headed out to the garage she loved how the satin dress felt and
moved on her body. She grabbed the keys to the candy apple red corvette and
went into the garage. The chameleon opened the door and sat inside. She opened
the garage door and started up the engine and backed out. She closed the garage
door and headed out. After about an hour she spotted a blond woman in a
military uniform, U S Army uniform from the color of it walking around window
shopping and the chameleon watched from a distance. She snapped a few pictures
and filmed the U S Army woman and watched as the military woman continued to
window shop. The chameleon looked this woman over good; they were the same age,
height, weight, and bust size with very similar looks. The military woman went
inside a lingerie store and the chameleon decided to head into the store as
well to check out the military woman. The chameleon looked around the store
checking out the satin and silk lingerie while checking out the military woman.
The military woman saw the red satin dress on the attractive blond standing
near the chemise isle. When the two women locked eyes each one smiled and went
about shopping. Little did the chameleon know it at the time but the military
woman was a lesbian and loved the company of other women. This would be her
down fall as little did the military woman know that the woman in the satin red
dress was in fact a serial killer known as the chameleon and soon she would
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“Just fine, looking at the sexy lingerie to add to my collection.” replied the
chameleon with a smile. “Nice me too, I just love the feel of the silk and
satin against my body. That is why I wear it under my Army uniform all the
time.” replied the army woman with a smile back. “I hear that, I just love the
feel of the satin and silk against my body as well.” the chameleon replied with
a smile on her face. “Well I guess I have to go and head on home, have a good
day and it was a pleasure to meet you.” The army woman replied as she stuck out
her hand for a hand shake. “Well thank you very much and it was a pleasure to
meet you to. Maybe we could have lunch some time, here is my phone number?” the
chameleon asks as she shook the Army woman’s hand and both left the lingerie
store. “That sounds real good, I’ll call you Friday.” The army woman said as
she parted ways with an attractive blond about her age. The chameleon got to
her car first and watched for the army woman to leave and she would follow her
home and find out where her next victim lived. It took about 45 minutes but the
army woman arrived home and the chameleon mark it on her GPS and watched the
army woman pull inside the garage and get out. The chameleon took video of this
to review it once she got home. She would now come up with a plan to kill the
army woman and take her uniform, sexy lingerie and anything else she wanted. The
chameleon went home and the U S Army woman went inside and went into the
kitchen. The army woman put down her dress cover, keys and purse on the counter
and then proceeded to the bedroom. She unbuttoned the four gold buttons on the
green C/T jacket with a green nylon liner inside and took it off laying it on
the bed. Next she slipped off the patient leather shinny dress shoes with a 3
inch heel on them and then she unzipped the zipper on the green C/T skirt the
length just above the knees with a green nylon liner. She pulled it down and
off placing it on the bed on top off the green jacket and then unbuttoned the
buttons on the long sleeve light green blouse starting with the cuffs. She
removed the neck tab tie and then unbuttoned the center buttons. The army woman
slid it off her body placing it on top of the skirt, exposing a white pearl
satin / lace slip. A very expensive one at that the army woman loved to wear
underneath her uniforms. She pulled it up and over her body taking it off and
placing it on top of the uniform pile. The army woman now only wore a white pearl
satin bra, matching garter belt, matching satin string bikini panties and silky
smooth nude color thigh high nylons. She unfastens the hooks on the back of the
bra and slid it off placing it on top of the satin slip and then she unfastens
the silky smooth nylons from the garter belt. She slid each one off carefully,
placing each one next to the uniform pile and then unfastens the hooks on the
garter belt laying it on top of the satin slip. Finally the army woman slid
down the satin string bikini panties taking them off and placing them on top of
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Now completely nude she strutted over to a sliding
mirror door leading to a huge walk in closet. She turned on the light and
picked out a dark purple short satin rode and slid it on. She tied it off and
grabbed the hangers and a lingerie wash bag she would used to wash her lingerie
and to hang up her uniform. She went over to the bed and picked up the satin lingerie
and the nylons placing them into lingerie wash bag and putting it inside the
dirty clothes hamper for her lingerie only. The army woman took great pride in
her lingerie and her military uniform making sure both were taken care of. Now
she picked up the green skirt and placed it on the clips. Next she picked up
the light green blouse and slid it onto the hanger and then finally the green
jacket. She then took it over to a hook on the sliding mirror door and hung it
up for use the next morning. She thought about the very attractive blond that
she talked too and had gotten her phone number. The army woman decided to call
the blond and arrange a date for lunch tomorrow as it would be Friday. Maybe
she would get lucky and get a tasty desert in the blonds’ hot juicy pussy as
she thought as she picked up the phone and dialed the phone number. Little did
she know or realize that she was making a very fatal mistake and it would be
her last. “Hello, can I help you?” the blond woman asks answering the phone. “Hi,
I decided to call you to see if you wanted to get some lunch tomorrow?” the
army woman asks the blond. “Sure that sounds good to me. Do you want me to come
over to your place or do you want to come over here?” the blond asks the army
woman. “How about if you come over to my place, we’ll have lunch and take a dip
in the pool or hot tub.” The army woman replied as she licked her lips. “Ok,
I’ll come over to your place and we’ll have some lunch and some fun after
that.” The blond replied with a smile on her face. “Great sounds good, I’ll see
you tomorrow afternoon. Have a good night, bye.” The army woman said hanging up
the phone. “Bye.” The blond replied hanging up her phone watching the army
woman on video and smiling. By tomorrow evening the chameleon would have a
military uniform to wear and the woman’s lingerie underneath it as well and a
body to embalm and bury. The army woman thought she had found a lover and a
hottie at that, but all she did was to seal her fate with a very deadly woman
and tomorrow morning would be the last time she would ever put on her military
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">It was Friday morning and the army woman got up and
went into the bathroom and took a hot shower. After about 40 minutes she came
out and sat down at the makeup table and did up her hair, applied the right
amount of makeup and lipstick. She got up and went over to the huge walk in
closet and opened the sliding mirror door to the walk in closet. She picked out
light green satin / lace slip, matching garter belt, forest green satin string
bikini panties, light green satin bra and suntan silky smooth thigh high
nylons. The army woman laid the lingerie across the bed. She picked up the
satin bra and slipped it on and then fastens the front closure. She adjusted
the straps for a better fit and then picked up the forest green satin string
panties. The army woman stepped into them and pulled them up. Next she picked
up the light green satin garter belt and put it on fastening the hooks in the
back. She then picked up the suntan silky smooth thigh high nylon and slipped
it on her right foot. She fastens it to the fasteners and then did the same
thing to the left silky smooth suntan thigh high nylon. The army woman picked
up the light green satin / lace slip and put it on over her head and letting it
fall over her body. She adjusted the straps and went over to grab her army
uniform from the hook it was hanging on. She took off the jacket from the
hanger and placed it on the bed. The army woman then took off the light green
blouse from the hanger and slid it on. She buttoned up the center buttons and
then the buttons on the cuffs. Next she took off the green skirt from the clips
on the hanger and then stepped into it. She slid the skirt up tucking in the
satin slip and the blouse in as she went. The army woman picked up the neck tab
tie and put it on. She straightens out her uniform and grabbed the jacket and
slipped it on and then buttoned up the four gold buttons. Finally she slipped
on the patient leather shinny black dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. She
went down stairs to the kitchen and grabbed her keys; purse and dress cover and
headed out to the garage. She opened the door and got in. The army woman opened
the garage door and started her car and backed out. She closed the garage door
and headed to the base. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and makeup just like the army woman would and got up going over to the large
walk in closet and decided to pick out a dark purple satin knee length dress.
She decided to wear a matching satin / lace slip and a matching satin garter
belt. The chameleon decided to wear nude color silky smooth thigh high nylons
underneath with black pumps with a 2 inch heel on them. She would gather
everything she needed to carry out the task at hand. She grabbed the grout she
used to kill the former owner of the house she now occupied, rope and a bed
sheet. The chameleon picked up the dark purple satin garter belt and put it on
and then fastens the hooks in the back. She then picked up the nude color silky
smooth nylon and slipped it on her right leg; she repeated it with the left
one. She hooks the thigh high nylons to the clips and smoothed them out. Next
she picked up the dark purple satin / lace slip and put it on letting the satin
slip fall over her body. She adjusted the straps for a better fit and then got
the dark purple satin dress and unzipped the back zipper. She stepped into it
and pulled it up and zipped up the zipper. The chameleon slipped on the dress
pumps and started to pack what she needed inside a large purse including a
stars and stripes two piece bikini that the previous owner must have worn at
one time or another. She was ready to go and all she had to do was to wait for
the phone call from the army woman. It was about 12:30 pm when the chameleon
got the call from the army woman. “Hi, how was your day?” the blond woman asks
the army woman. “Good, how was yours?” the army woman asks back. “Good as well,
are you ready for some lunch?” the blond asks as she picked up her purse and
keys. “Yep, I sure am. Here is my address, I leaving now and I’ll see you in
about an hour.” The army woman replied. “Great got it, see you then.” The blond
replied. The chameleon hung up the phone and headed to the garage. She opened
the car door got in and opened the garage door. She started up the car and
backed out; she closed the garage door and headed towards the army woman’s
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army woman’s house around the same time the army woman did. They both pulled
into the long driveway and headed towards the house. The army woman opened the
right side of her garage and pulled in and shut off her car. She got out of her
car and opened the left side door and told the blond to pull in. The blond
pulled in and shut off her car and got out. “Hi there so nice to see you again.”
the army woman said. “Hi, yes it is.” The blond said as she grabbed her purse.
“Well let’s go inside and get something to eat and drink. Did you bring a
bathing suit?” the army woman asks the blond leading the way in. “Yep, I sure
did, Can’t wait to get into it.” The blond replied as the army woman opened the
door leading to the kitchen. “Wow, I really love that dark purple satin dress
that you are wearing.” The army woman replied showing her guest inside. “Well
thank you very much. I love your uniform that you are wearing.” The blond replied
in kind stepping inside the kitchen. “Thanks a lot, maybe we could switch
clothes sometime. I would love to try on that dress, I just love purple.” The
army woman said setting down her dress cover, purse and keys. “That sounds like
a great idea, maybe later on after we take a dip in the pool.” The blond
replied setting down her purse on the counter. “That sounds good to me. Here
are some sandwiches to start.” The army woman replied taking a sandwich and
eating it. The army woman poured some red wine into two glasses and both women
ate and drank. Full they waited for an hour before heading to the bedroom to
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grabbed her purse with her bathing suit inside and followed the army woman. The
army woman open the bedroom door and walked inside with the blond following
behind. The army woman opened the sliding mirror door and picked out a hot pink
bathing suit. The chameleon grabbed the bathing suit but also grabbed the grout
and walked over to the walk in closet after she removed the dress shoes she was
wearing off. The army woman wasn’t aware that her guest had entered the walk in
closet and was concentrating on picking out a bathing suit. The chameleon
quickly took full advantage of the situation and wrapped the grout around the
army woman’s neck and pulled it extremely tight. The army woman caught by
surprise struggled and tried to grabbed the metal wire wrapped around her
throat and cutting off her air supply and blood flow to the brain. The
chameleon just pulled the grout tighter as the army woman continued to
struggle. In a few minutes the army woman sank down onto her knees, her face
turning blue tried as best as she could to pull the wire from her neck but to
no avail. Soon the army woman’s arms slumped down to her sides and she slipped
into unconscious. The chameleon held the army woman in this position for another
10 minutes before letting go and letting the army woman fall face first onto
the carpet. The chameleon tied the grout off and grabbed the army woman’s
wrists and dragged her to the bed. The chameleon picked up the army woman and
put her on the bed. She removed the grout from the army woman’s neck and
started to get undressed. She unzipped the back zipper on her dress and slid it
down and then pulled down the straps on the satin slip and slid it down and off
her body. Next she unfastens the silky smooth thigh high nylons from the satin
garter belt and slid them off. Finally she removed the garter belt after the
chameleon unfastens the hooks in the back, now completely nude she slides the
dress and the lingerie that she was wearing back behind her with her right
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">She went up to the lifeless body of the army woman and
rolled the army woman on her back. She removed the patient leather shinny dress
shoes and set them aside. Next she unfastens the outer clasp and unzipped the
zipper on the green C/T skirt. The chameleon pulled it down and slid it off the
body and set it aside. Next she unbuttoned the 4 gold buttons on the green C/T
jacket and then pulled up the army woman and removed the jacket from the body
setting it aside. She quickly removed the black neck tab tie setting this aside
and then laid the body back down on the bed. The chameleon unbuttoned the
buttons on the cuffs and then on the center of the light green blouse. She sat
the army woman back up and slid the light green blouse off. She then pulled up
the light green satin / lace slip and removed it from the body. The chameleon
unfastens the front closure on the light green satin bra and removed it as well
setting all three items aside. She unfastens the silky smooth thigh high suntan
nylons from the clips and slides each one down carefully and then unfastens the
hooks on the light green garter belt and she removed that from the army woman’s
body. The chameleon set these aside and finally she slides down the forest
green satin string bikini panties and removes them from the body. She took a
whiff of the panties before setting them aside. Now with the army woman
stripped completely nude she started to get dressed in the lingerie and uniform
she just removed from her latest victim before the body heat from the army woman
left the articles of clothing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">The chameleon picked up the forest green satin string
panties and stepped into them and then pulled them up. She could still feel the
warmth from the army woman still inside the cotton crotch as she reached her
vagina. She would now have her dominant scent inside the cotton crotch and she
felt good as she picked up the light green satin garter belt and put it on. The
chameleon fastens the hooks on the back and then picks up the right silky
smooth suntan thigh high nylon and slipped it on. She pulled it up and fastens
it to the clips and picked up the left one. She slipped it on and pulled it up
and then fastens it to the clips. She picked up the light green satin bra and
slipped it on and fastens the front closure. She adjusted the straps for a
better fit and then picked up the light green satin / lace slip and slipped it
on. The chameleon let the satin slip fall over her body and then she adjusted
the straps for a better fit. Next she picked up the light green blouse and
slipped it on, buttoned up the center buttons and the buttons on the cuffs. She
then picked up the green C/T skirt and stepped into it and pulled it up tucking
in the satin slip and light green blouse as she went. She zipped up the zipper
and then fastens the outer clasp. She brushed down the uniform and picked up
the black neck tab tie and put it on. She stepped into the patient leather
shinny black dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. Finally she picked up the
green C/T jacket and slipped it on. The chameleon buttoned up the 4 gold
buttons and then looked herself over in the sliding door mirror; she now wore
the uniform of a woman in the U S Army and could feel how the previous owner
felt wearing it along with the sexy lingerie she wore underneath the uniform.
Satisfied the chameleon started to prep the body for removal and transport to
her house. She reached inside the huge purse she brought and pulled out the
rope and plain white bed sheet setting them next to the army woman’s body. The
chameleon knelt down besides the body and could feel the skirt ride up on her
legs as she took a length of rope and tied the army woman’s wrists and then
tied the ankles together. She unfolded the bed sheet and then rolled the body
onto it and then wrapped it around the body. She tied it off and got up and
dragged the body down stairs and into the garage. The chameleon opened her
trunk and then put the army woman’s body inside. She closed the trunk and went
back up stairs to the bedroom and got all of the suit cases out. The chameleon
packed all of the dead army woman’s clothes including her dresses, gowns,
lingerie and extra uniforms. She picked up her satin dress she wore and put it
inside the large purse and then got a hold of the army woman’s bank accounts
and would in time withdraw all of the money, max out her credit cards as well.
She went down stairs several times and made several trips from the bedroom to
the garage until both cars were full. She got the car keys for both cars and
the garage door opener and then got in her car. She started it up and opened
the garage door. She backed out and headed for her house to drop off the body
and the first load of clothes. She enjoyed this experience and decided she would
get one woman from each branch of the service. The chameleon cleaned up the
second trip getting rid of all DNA and finger prints at each site. After a few
years, she had killed over 15 women and would kill a few more before she was done;
using the house she took from the very rich blond woman she killed years ago as
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">A brunette woman named Samantha Walters had snuck onto
an Air Force base to confront her two timing boyfriend. She snuck onto the base
early in the morning after she dyed her hair blond and put on a black wig after
she found out that he was seeing other women on base that had blond hair.
Samantha walked up to the building unnoticed by anyone, she needed to find a
way in and in the back of the office building was a door at the bottom of a
stair well. Samantha went down the steps to see if the door was unlocked and it
was. She entered and went inside down a corridor towards another pair of stairs
that lead to the offices inside. She cracked the door opened and saw only one
Air Force person inside a female 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant coming towards the
door. The female Air Force officer didn’t see or notice that the door was
cracked open and a woman looking at her. Samantha went back down stairs to hide
and checked the other doors to see if they were unlocked. One was and it was a
storage room and the Air Force woman opened the door and walked down stairs
towards the storage room. The Air Force woman opened the door and Samantha panicked
as she knew if she got caught she would go to jail for a very long time. Samantha
looked around she found a wrench, rope and duct tape laying on top of a table
and she grabbed them just as the door was opening and hid behind some boxes. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">The Air Force woman opened the door and turned on a
single light. She went towards another door, unlocked it and went inside going
towards some filing cabinets sitting on carpet. She unlocked them and started
to look through them looking for some files. The Air Force woman was completely
unaware that another woman was inside the storage room with her and was now
scoping her out. Samantha watched for a minute and decided that she could use
the Air Force woman’s uniform. They were the same height, weight, bust size,
hair color and very similar looks nobody would ever tell them apart if Samantha
would walk into the building wearing the Air Force woman’s uniform on. Samantha
didn’t have anything personal against this woman but Samantha was very desperate
and needed her uniform to make her way upstairs and blend in. Samantha decided
to act and snuck up behind the unsuspecting Air Force woman and with all of her
strength hit the Air Force woman with a solid hard blow to the back of the Air
Force woman’s head. Air Force 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant Jessica Myers didn’t
even know what hit her from behind as her world fell into darkness as she crumpled
on the carpeted floor unconscious in front of the woman who had done this
unspeakable deed to her and soon would take her place by wearing her uniform
and lingerie underneath it after the woman had stripped her nude, tied her up
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Samantha set down the wrench and knelt down pulling off
the patient leather shinny dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. “Sorry but I
need your uniform!” Samantha said as she unbuttoned the buttons on the light
blue short sleeve blouse that wasn’t tucked in the skirt and then slid the
woman’s arms out; exposing a white satin / lace slip with a light blue satin
bra underneath it. Samantha unfastens the outer clasp on the dark blue C/T
skirt and then unzipped the zipper. She then pulled down the skirt and took it
off of the Air Force woman setting it aside. Samantha then pulled up the full
satin / lace white slip and then sitting the Air Force woman up. She pulled the
slip up and over the Air Force woman’s head taking it off and then setting it
aside. Samantha unfastens the hooks on the back of the light blue bra and then
slid it off setting it aside as well. Samantha let the Air Force woman upper
torso fall back onto the carpet bouncing the Air Force woman’s head off the
carpet floor. She then slid down the nude color silky smooth non control top
pantyhose very carefully, removing them and setting them aside. This exposed a
pair of navy blue satin string bikini panties which Samantha pulled down
removing them and taking a whiff before setting them aside. The Air Force woman
was now stripped completely nude and it was time to get her tied up and gagged.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Samantha rolled the unconscious Air Force woman over on
her stomach and then pulled the woman’s wrists behind her back. She wrapped
nylon rope around extremely tight cutting off the circulation to the hands.
Next Samantha took more rope and wrapped it around the elbows extremely tight
as well tying it off cutting off the circulation to the forearms. She rolled
the Air Force woman back over on her back taking more rope and tying the ankles
extremely tight and then moved up to the knees. Samantha took more nylon rope
and tied it above the knees and then below the knees extremely tight cutting
off the circulation. Samantha found a rag and stuffed it into the Air Force
woman’s mouth and then wrapped 5 good layers of duct tape around the Air Force
woman’s jaw and lower head, this secured the rag inside the Air Force woman’s
mouth. Samantha opened up one of the huge bottom drawers and put the Air Force
woman inside on her stomach. She then took more nylon rope and put the Air
Force woman into a hogtie. Samantha took a couple of blankets lying around and
put them over the unconscious Air Force woman. She closed the huge drawer and
locked it up and Samantha folded up the lingerie and uniform than put it inside
another empty drawer. She went up stairs and went towards the cheating S O B’s
office to confront him. When she walked in he didn’t seem to notice Samantha at
first but soon realized who she was. He tried to hide the pictures of the women
he had been sleeping with but Samantha saw them and noticed one in particular.
An attractive blond that was wearing a royal blue satin chemise gown, a blond
that she had knocked out, stripped nude, tied up and gagged. She was now hidden
inside a huge drawer down in the storage room that Samantha had the keys too.
“Don’t bother trying to hide the pictures you’re busted.” Samantha said with a
smirk on her face. He got up and went into a small office closet and Samantha
pulled out some poison from her purse and put some into the S OB’s coffee, stirring
it in and grabbed the picture of the blond woman tie-up down stairs putting it
inside her purse. The two argued a little more and Samantha left just as some
more people arrived at the office. No one seemed to notice her as she went back
down the stairs leading to the storage room. Samantha now knew that she would
need to get dressed into the Air Force woman’s uniform and lingerie and escape.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">The cheating bastard drank the coffee with the poison
in it and within a couple of minutes collapsed on the floor. Some of the people
inside the office called for an ambulance but it would be a waste of time.
Samantha quickly got undressed and took off all off her clothes, stuffing them
inside a garbage bag along with her purse and put on the satin panties and bra.
She slipped on the silky smooth pantyhose and slipped on the satin slip.
Samantha quickly slid up the skirt tucking in the satin slip and zipped it up
and then fastens the outer clasp. She then slipped on the light blue blouse,
buttoned up the buttons. She smooths it out and then opened the drawer and
pulled back the blankets exposing the Air Force woman’s head. She removed the
hair clip and hair pins. Samantha quickly did up her hair and put the blankets
back over the unconscious Air Force woman, putting the garbage with her clothes
inside and closing the huge drawer then locking it. She brushed down her
uniform and grabbed the files that fell on the floor left the small file room
locking it up and taking the keys she had used and putting them inside her
skirt pocket. She finally locked the storage room door and went up stairs to
blend in. She noticed the commotion around an office and decided to avoid it
and search for the Air Force woman’s office. She found it and looked around she
saw that she was due to go on leave for a couple of weeks starting today. She
decided to go and see what the big commotion was and headed towards the SOB’s
office. She asks what happened and looked down at the SOB that now lay on the
floor blue in color. Nobody knew what happened to the SOB but the EMT’s said must
have been a sudden event because he was grabbing his chest. Samantha now the
Air Force woman she had jumped and took her uniform was now U S Air Force 2<sup>nd</sup>
Lieutenant Jessica Myers and she acted like she was in shock. Jessica
(Samantha) was handed the SOB’s coffee cup to get it out of the way and she
decided to go back to her office and dump the coffee out and wash the cup. Getting
ride of the poison inside and getting rid of any evidence that could lead the
authorities back to her. Acting like she was upset, Jessica (Samantha) said she
would go home and start her leave early. She was granted this and she needed to
put back the files she had first. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Jessica (Samantha) grabbed her dark blue jacket slipped
it on and buttoned up the four silver buttons. She then grabbed her purse and
dress cover and went down stairs to put back the files. In fact she went down
stairs to the file room to kill the bitch that slept around with her now ex.
Once she opened the door to the store room and then the file room. Samantha
unlocked the drawer and opened it. She pulls back the blankets that covered the
bitch and grabbed a length of rope. She wrapped this around the Air Force
woman’s neck choking her. Samantha pulled as hard as she could and then tied it
off, this would eventually kill the little bitch. Samantha grabbed the garbage
bag containing her purse and clothes and put back the files and then locked
everything back up and headed out the front door to the 2<sup>nd</sup>
Lieutenant’s car. She found it opened the door tossed in the garbage bag and
got in starting up the engine. She backed out and headed towards her old
apartment before the authorities came. She quickly packed all of her clothes
and left for the real Air Force woman’s place to start her new life. Samantha
(Jessica) drove up to the Air Force woman’s house. It was a two story ranch
style house with a two car garage attached. Inside was big and roomy with a
huge cellar and a large master bedroom with 3 large walk-in closets. She would
look around as she wore the dead woman’s lingerie and uniform as it was now hers.
By night time they had said the two timing SOB was poisoned and the authorities
were looking for a woman that was seen leaving his office and gave a description
of the woman. She was around 5 foot 7 inches tall, slim figure, with black hair,
wearing blue jeans and a grey shirt. It would be some time before the
authorities would locate her old apartment and she decided to unpack the car
and put her old clothes inside a storage room down in the cellar. She went back
upstairs and looked around the house some more. Samantha went through the Air
Force woman’s wardrobe and liked what she saw and then came across a safe
inside one of the large walk-in closet and she started to look for a
combination for it. She found it and opened the safe up and was amazed at what
she saw inside.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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safety deposit box, a passport, jewelry, a hand gun and all the passwords to
her personnel computer and work computer. She found a cancelled check with the
woman’s signature and decided to practice it. She retrieves a large suit case
and loaded it into the trunk of the car. She would go to the base early in the
morning and get the little bitch’s body out of the large drawer and bury it in
the woods she knew so well where she grew up. She undressed and took the
picture of the blond bitch and the black wig and put it inside the safe. After
a hot shower she went through the woman’s wardrobe and tried on some of the
clothes and the fit was perfect. Inside the 3 large walk-in closets were satin chemise
gowns, satin dresses, satin blouses, skirts, satin and nylon slips, satin night
gowns, chemise nightie, shoes, military uniforms, satin bras, satin panties,
satin garter belts, silky smooth pantyhose and thigh high nylons. Everything a
young woman would want in her wardrobe. This Air Force woman had it all nice
clothes, money, a nice house and a nice car to drive around in. Samantha had
none of this, just cheap nylon tricot III lingerie to wear. This more than ever
gave her the reason to justify her killing the little bitch and taking her
place for good.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Samantha went to bed and woke up early in the morning,
taking a shower and getting dressed in uniform. Underneath she wore a white
satin bra, satin string panties, garter belt and nude color thigh high nylons.
She grabbed the purse and dress cover then headed out to the garage. She opened
the door and got in, started the engine and opened the garage door. She backed
out and closed the garage door. Samantha turned around and headed towards the
base to retrieves the bitch’s body and then leaves for the burial site 6 hours
away. In 45 minutes she arrived at the base with no problems and got on and
headed towards the office building. She pulled in by the stair well back door
and looked around to see if anyone was watching. She shut off the engine and
popped open the trunk and went down to open the door. She found it still open
and went to retrieve the large suit case. She dragged the suit case to the
storage room door and opened it up. She went in and closed the door and then
opened the file room door bring in the suit case. She locked the doors behind
her as she went and then opened the large drawer. Pulling it open and pulling
back the blankets, she saw the Air Force woman’s body now all blue from being
strangled to death. Samantha opened the large suit case and put the woman’s
body inside. She put the blankets back were she got them from and closed the
suit case dragging it out to the car. It was still dark out and she pulled the
suit case up the stairs and opened the trunk. She put the suit case in and then
closed the trunk. She went back into the office building through the front door
and went to her office. She acted like she needed to get the work done from
yesterday and down stairs. She went and got some files and worked for an hour
before putting them away and locking up. Samantha left with the real Air Force
woman’s body inside the trunk heading for the burial spot she picked out in her
mind. Once she buried the body and the authorities were looking for a strange
woman she went on enjoying the life that she now had. In a few years she was
promoted to captain and then a major in the Air Force. She later found out that
the woman that she killed and assumed her identity for good had in fact
inherited a large amount of money and now she was set for life. Just think Samantha
only needed to borrow the Air Force woman’s uniform for awhile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">24 year old Alicia Ellison was being transported from a
maximum security prison to a court house. She was being put on trial for 1<sup>st</sup>
degree murder and she wasn’t happy about it especially after she was on the run
and got caught. She had robbed at gun point a 24 year old woman of her clothes,
jewelry, money, credit cards and car. Alicia than shot and killed the woman in
cold blood and then was on video using the dead woman’s credit cards and atm
card. She was spotted by the state police and a chase ensued with a shoot out
and when she ran out of ammo Alicia surrendered and was arrested. Now Alicia
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house when she would meet her trial lawyer, knock her out and take her clothes.
Alicia would then just walk out and escape in the lawyer’s car heading
somewhere before the authorities noticed and caught up with her. There was no
way in hell that she was going to spend the rest of her life behind bars.
Alicia arrived at the court house in shackle and chains and escorted to the
meeting room / change room where she would meet her court appointed attorney
and changed into her court clothes. The court appointed lawyer was shown inside
by the deputy who would wait outside the door. Alicia looked her young pretty
lawyer up / down and noticed that they were the same height, weight and similar
looks. The lawyer was wearing a red satin blouse, grey skirt and jacket with
nude color pantyhose and matching grey pumps with a two inch heel on them. This
shouldn’t be a problem at all since the room was sound proof so that clients
and lawyers could speak in private it was just her luck that her lawyer was who
she was a young naive woman just right out of law school. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">The deputy said that there was an hour delay and that
she would be right back with more information. “Ok great, just more time to
prepare for the trial.” The lawyer said as she sat down and opened her brief
case. The stupid deputy forgot to lock the door and Alicia knew it. Alicia
didn’t have much time and so she sprang into action with a blow to the lawyer’s
left face knocking her back and down on the floor. As the lawyer was holding
her eye when Alicia came up from behind the lawyer and wrapped her arm around
the lawyer’s neck, choking her. The young pretty lawyer fought hard as she
could but to no avail as she slipped into unconscious state and Alicia held her
hold for a few more minutes just to make sure the lawyer was knocked out.
Alicia quickly stripped out of her orange jump suite, prison issued sox, shoes,
underwear and bra. Now it was time to strip the lawyer completely nude and get
dressed into really nice clothes. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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her orange jump suit and tied up the young lawyer up and then gagged her with
her panties securing them with the bra. She got dressed and looked herself over
and satisfied she closed the brief case and grabbed the purse with the car keys
inside. Alicia opened the door and noticed no deputy insight. She slipped out
without anyone noticing a thing about a lawyer leaving the court house. Alicia
went to the parking garage and found the young lawyer’s car and opened the
door. She got in and started the car up and left. Alicia paid for parking and
headed first to the young lawyer’s place to pick up some extra clothes, cash
and anything else she could use. Just as Alicia was driving off there was an
incident inside another court room and the deputy forgot to check up on the
lawyer and her client which was a big huge mistake. This gave Alicia time to
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packed up the lawyer’s dresses, skirts, satin blouses, gowns and sexy lingerie
and put it inside the trunk of the car. She found some rope, duct tape, blond
hair dye, a .38 cal hand gun and 2 boxes of bullets. She put these inside an
oversize purse she found and went back to the car. She got into the car,
started it up and took off. Alicia knew it was only a matter of time before the
authorities would be looking for her and so she would need a new identity. As
she headed towards finding her next victim a radio report came across about an
escaped violent criminal that had killed her court appointed lawyer and took
her clothes and escaped in the lawyer’s car. Alicia knew now she would need a
new car, clothes and identity now rather than later. If Alicia got caught this
time she would put to death and she didn’t want that to happen. She was already
across state lines and started to get scared when she spotted a very attractive
blond about her size wearing a U S Air Force uniform putting shopping bags into
her car. This was just her luck and she needed it now more than ever. She turned
around and pulled into the parking lot and watched the military woman leave.
Alicia followed and started to put a plan together. The Air Force woman pulled
into a long driveway leading to a really nice house that was out of the way and
kind of hidden from view. This was a perfect target to get what she needed and
she needed it now. Alicia went down the road and turned around to head back
towards the military woman’s house, this would give the military woman time to
get in and get settled. Alicia pulled in the long driveway and headed towards
the house and then found a nice place to hide the lawyer’s car which by now was
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Alicia grabbed the huge purse, locked the doors and
started to walk towards the house. She finally reached the house and knocked on
the door. A very attractive woman in a military U S Air Force uniform in her
mid twenties came to the door. “Oh hi can I help you miss?” asks the blond hair
Air Force woman. “Oh yes if you can. I’m a lawyer and I was heading to court
and my car broke down and my cell phone doesn’t get any coverage out here. Can
I come in and use your phone?” the pretty brunette lawyer asks. “Um sure please
come on in and I’ll show you were the phone is.” The Air Force woman replied
showing the young lawyer in handing her the portable phone. “Thanks a million
miss.” the young lawyer replied with a smile as she looked the young Air Force
woman up / down getting all the details of how the military woman’s<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>uniform would make a good fit on her. Alicia
dialed a fake number and acted like she called a tow truck company and then
called the court house, but really she called no one. Just as the military
woman was watching TV a special report came across the TV screen about an
escaped convict that had killed her lawyer taking her clothes and escaping in
the lawyer’s car. As Alicia heard this she reached into the large purse and
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">As the Air Force woman was reaching for the phone she
saw the young woman she left in pointing a hand gun at her. “Who the fucks are
you and what do you want from me?” the Air Force woman said with a harsh tone
in her voice. “Just shut the fuck up bitch and do as you’re told. I’m in charge
now and you know who I am from the TV report. So just drop the phone and get
your hands up and no tricks. Do as you‘re told and don’t try to be a heroin and
you’ll live to see tomorrow understand!” Alicia told the Air Force woman as she
dropped the phone and put up her hands. “Just take what you want and just
leave. I have no problems or beef with you.” The Air Force woman said as she
looked at the escaped woman up / down. “We’re the same size height, weight, and
bust with the same looks so your uniform and lingerie will fit me just fine. Let’s
go get up stairs and then start stripping completely nude.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Alicia demanded while she was pointing the
gun at her soon to be victim. “Ok I’m going; just don’t do anything stupid like
shooting me. I’ll do anything you want me to do.” The Air Force replied walking
down the hall with her hands up. She started to go up stairs and was told to
stay in the middle of the stairs. “Good little girl and get moving, get up
there and no tricks bitch.” Alicia said still pointing the gun at the Air Force
woman heading up stairs. “Ok I said I’m going up. No need to rush me here.” The
Air Force woman replied as she reached the top of the stairs and headed towards
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“I have no problem killing another woman as you heard
on the TV. Now get in there and take off your military uniform and lingerie
underneath it.” Alicia said pushing the Air Force woman into the bedroom. “Hey
no need to do that, I’m going to do what ever you want.” The Air Force woman
said as she was forced into her bedroom. “Your military uniform will be a
really nice disguise for me to escape the authorities. I want everything that
you are wearing now get started to get strip completely nude and no stalling
bitch, hurry up I don’t have all day.” Alicia demand as she waved her gun at
the Air Force woman. “Ok don’t wave that gun at me. You won’t ever get away
with this no matter how hard you try.” The Air Force replied as she slid off
her patient leather shinny dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. She then
unbuttoned the 4 buttons on the blue C/T jacket. “Yes I will, once I dye my
hair blond and dress in everything that you’re wearing I’ll look exactly like
you in every way with some minor differences that no one will be able to tell
us a part. We have very similar looks that is a great advantage to me, besides
they’ll be looking for a brunette in lawyer’s clothes not a blond in military
uniform. Hurry it up take off your uniform more quickly and be quiet about it.”
Alicia said as she watched the Air Force woman remove the blue jacket and place
it on the bed. “Ok I’m stripping. You might look like me but you’ll never be
me. Besides you don’t even know what I do on the base.” The Air Force woman
said as she unfastens the outer clasp and unzips the zipper on the blue C/T skirt.
“You keep dreaming about that and I’ll keep stripping and killing dumb ass
women like you. You have a really nice place here and I might stay here for a
few days, like you are going to do anything about it.” Alicia said as she
watched the Air Force woman pull down the blue skirt and taking it off placing
ti on top of the blue jacket, exposing a white satin / lace slip, with silky
smooth nude color hosiery covering the Air Force woman’s legs. “You must get
off doing something like this to other women?” the Air Force woman said as she
removed the neck tab tie and then unbuttoned the buttons on the cuffs and then
the buttons on the light blue blouse. “The TV report said I killed two women in
fact I already killed 5 women total, 3 they don’t even know about yet. Only I
know where they are buried and hopefully I won’t have to bury anymore.” Alicia
said as she watched the Air Force woman remove the light blue blouse and then
lay it on top of the rest of the uniform. The Air Force woman now only had on
her sexy lingerie and within a matter of minutes that would be removed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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slip taking it off and setting it on top of the uniform pile exposing a
matching bra and garter belt. “Who were the women that you killed? I mean they
had to have names.” The air force woman asks as she unfastens the front closure
of the white satin / lace bra. “I don’t care about their names or who they
were; besides all I care about is getting what I want even if it means taking
it by force. If the women end up dead and buried who cares.” Alicia said as she
watched the Air Force woman remove the white satin / lace bra and place it with
the satin slip. “What do you plan on doing with me after I strip nude?” the Air
Force woman asks the escaped woman as she unfastens the thigh high silky smooth
nude color nylons from the white satin / lace garter belt. “That is up to you.
If you cooperate and give me no trouble you’ll live, if you don’t well let’s
just say you’ll have a very nice burial site on your own property.” Alicia said
as she watched the Air Force woman unfasten and then remove the silky smooth
nylons from her legs carefully. The right one first and then the left one
followed. The Air Force woman set these next to the uniform pile and then
unfastens the hooks on the white satin / lace garter belt. She removed it and
set it on top of the uniform pile. “I guess you want my panties too so you can
wear them? That is not really a healthy thing to do.” the Air Force woman asks
with a plea in her voice so maybe the escaped woman would let her keep her
panties. “I don’t think so bitch. I especially want your panties so I can wear
them and get my scent in the cotton crotch and own them for good. So let’s go,
take off your satin panties.” Alicia said waving her gun at the Air Force
woman. “Ok I’m taking off my satin panties.” The Air Force woman replied with
discus in her voice as she slid down the light blue satin string bikini
panties, taking them off and setting them on the uniform pile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Good little girl, now it’s time to tie you up and
panty gag your bitch ass so I can get ready and escape. Lie down on your
stomach and put your hands behind your back, come on move it.” Alicia said with
a very demanding voice and the Air Force woman complied and did what she was
told to do. The Air Force woman lies down and put her hands behind her back
waiting for the escaped woman to tie her up. Alicia grabbed the Air Force
woman’s wrists and took a length of rope ties the woman’s wrists extremely
tight cutting off the circulation. The Air Force woman winced in pain “Owe, owe
that hurts.” “Hey just shut the fuck up and deal with it.” Alicia said as she
grabbed another piece of rope and starts to tie the Air Force woman’s elbows.
“Please not so tight it hurts.” The Air Force woman replied as the rope around
her elbows was tied off extremely tight as well. “I said shut the fuck up you
little whinny bitch. Now roll over on your back a position that you’re probably
use too.” Alicia said as she grabbed more rope and grabbed the Air Force
woman’s ankles. “Why are you doing this to me? I have done nothing to you.” the
Air Force woman said as the rope was wrapped around her ankles extremely tight.
“I guess you don’t listen to well. I said shut the fuck up bitch.” Alicia said
as she tied off the knot for the ankle rope and then slapped the Air Force
woman across the face. “Ouch! You psycho bitch.” said the Air Force woman after
she got slapped as she watched her captor grab and wrap rope around her knees
just above them. Alicia wrapped the rope around the Air Force woman’s knees
above them extremely tight and then wrapped more rope below the knees extremely
tight cutting off the circulation and securing any hope of the Air Force woman
to escape. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“There you go, all nice and secure. Now it’s time to
get you quiet and keep you that way.” Alicia said as she got up and grabbed the
foam tape, an old nylon half slip with a knot in the center. She came over to
the now tied up Air Force woman and reached up the skirt and pulled down the
red panties and took them off balling them up. “What are you planning on doing
with those panties?” asks the Air Force woman knowing full well what the
escaped woman was planning to use them for. “These are going help to keep your
little whinny ass quiet so I can get ready in peace.” Alicia said as she knelt
down wiped the balled up panties across her vagina and pinched the Air Force
woman’s nose. The Air Force woman clinched her teeth together “NO, NO!” and
then held her breath as the escaped woman held the panties against her mouth.
“Open up bitch and take your medicine.” Alicia said as she waited for the Air
Force woman held her breath but eventually had no choice but to take a breath
and Alicia shoved her panties into the Air Force woman’s mouth. “Nnnnnnoooooo
MMMPPPHHH!” came from the Air Force woman as the panties went in silencing any
cries for help. Alicia held the panties in by covering the woman’s mouth with
her hand. She then took the knotted nylon slip and shoved that in and tied it
off at the back of the woman’s head. Alicia sat the Air Force woman up and took
the foam tape and wrapped it around the lower head and around the jaw of the Air
Force woman securing the knotted nylon slip and panties inside the woman’s
mouth silencing any cries for help. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the tied
up Air Force woman as she could taste the escaped woman’s panties covered in
her vaginal fluids. “How do my panties taste bitch. Well I guess that you’re
all tied up and won’t be a problem anymore. Just one more thing to do to make
sure you don’t hop away and cause me any trouble. Besides there can’t be two of
us; can there?” Alicia said as she grabbed more rope and rolled the Air Force
woman back onto her stomach and pulled the woman’s ankles up. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH!” came from the tied up Air Force woman as she was turned over on her
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put.” Alicia said as she started to wrap rope through the ankles and then
through the wrists rope. She pulled the Air Force woman’s ankles flush against
the tight pert ass of the Air Force woman and securing the legs by tying it off
by the ankles. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the Air Force woman as the
rope was pulled extremely tight and tied off. “There I guarantee you that
you’ll won’t be going anywhere. It’s time to get myself ready and get the fuck
out of here for good.” Alicia said as she got up and was very satisfied with
her rope work. The Air Force woman was extremely tied up real tight and then
panty gagged to keep her quiet and was now no threat to Alicia in anyway. So
Alicia could now go about the business of first hiding the lawyer’s car inside
the garage and then unpacking it. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” kept coming from the
Air Force woman as watched the escaped woman lay the sexy lingerie and the
uniform she had put on earlier that morning across the bed. “Well I have to go
and hide the pretty young lawyer’s car inside your garage and then I can get a
shower and get dressed in my newly acquired lingerie and uniform thanks to
you.” Alicia said as she grabbed the lawyer’s car keys and left to retrieve and
hide the car. She opened the garage and took a look around making sure no one
was watching and ran down to where she hid the car. She opened the car door got
in and started the car. Alicia drove it quickly down to the house and into the
garage. She shut off the engine and got out closing the garage door and took
some of the suit cases out and into a spare bedroom to go through later.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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silence them by placing a hood over the Air Force woman’s head. “Well that is
done and now it’s time for my shower and to dyes my hair blond.” Alicia said as
she grabbed the blond hair dye and took it into the bathroom. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH!” the Air Force woman replied through her panty gag as she watched
the escaped woman start to get undress. The escaped woman pubic region was
unshaven and poorly maintained and as she found out the hard way as the panties
were crammed into her mouth and the escape’s woman vagina also had an odor to
it and didn’t taste too good as well. Once Alicia was undress she decided to
rub it into the tied up Air Force woman; “Don’t go anywhere I’ll be right
back.” Alicia said rubbing it in as she strutted pass the tied up woman and
into the master bathroom. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” angrily came from the Air
Force woman as she rolled around trying to free herself from her strict bondage
and watching another woman use her bathroom and her stuff knowing that there
wasn’t nothing she could do about it. Alicia dyed her hair blond and took a hot
refreshing shower, dried off; blow dried her hair and came out, her pubic
region shaved except for a half inch wide strip down the middle. “Did that
shower feel really good and now it’s time to get dressed into my sexy lingerie
and Air Force uniform. I left a half inch wide strip down the middle of my
pubic region as a reminder of my dominance as a brunette over you since I dyed
my hair blond.” Alicia said as she sat down nude at the makeup table and did up
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owner of the lingerie and uniform as she saw she couldn’t believe. The escaped
woman looked exactly like her in every way once she dyed her hair and did it up
along with the makeup. “Wow I can’t believe it we look exactly alike. Just my
good luck to force a woman in military uniform at gun point to strip nude, tie
her up and panty gag her so I can take her place instead of going on the run!”
Alicia said as she stood in front of the Air Force looking down at her now
gloating about her good fortune. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” angrily came from the
Air Force woman as she knew that this had changed everything about the current
situation that she found herself in, not only would this escaped woman planning
on taking her sexy lingerie and her uniform that she was wearing an hour ago
but would now assume her identity and her life for good. It would be up to the
escaped woman who now became an imposter what would become of the Air Force
woman who could now only plead for her life maybe live as a sex slave to her
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“I think I’ll get dressed and just see how much we
really look alike and decide what to do with you; Kill you or have you as my
very own sex slave for my enjoyment.” Alicia said as she picked up the white
satin / lace bra and put it on. She fastens the front closure and then picked
up the light blue satin string bikini panties; stepping into them and pulling
them up. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the Air Force woman angrily as she
watched in horror as another woman was wearing her bra and panties. “Just be
quiet and enjoy the show as I get dressed into what was once yours but is now
mine.” Alicia said as she picked up the satin / lace garter belt and fastens
the hooks. She swung it around and then picked up the right silky smooth nude
color thigh high nylon and rolled it up. Alicia carefully slid it up on her now
shaven silky smooth right leg and then fastens the clasps to it. She did the
same thing to the left thigh high nylon and then smoothed both nylons out with
her hands. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” kept coming from the former owner as she
watched the imposter get dressed. “The nylons, panties and bra feel really nice
against my skin. I just love the satin / lace slip.” Alicia kept rubbing it in
as she got dressed and picked up the white satin / lace slip and then putting
it over her head and then letting it fall over her torso. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH!” came from the Air Force woman angrily as she watched another woman
who would now impersonate her for good put on her sexy lingerie and soon her
Air Force uniform she so proudly wore every day since she was commissioned as a
1st Lieutenant five years ago. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Now it’s time for me to put on my Air Force uniform
and enjoy wearing it.” Alicia said as she picked up the light blue blouse and
then slipped it on. She buttoned up the buttons on the cuffs and then the
blouse buttons. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” angrily kept coming from the former
owner of the uniform now being put on by another woman before her very own
eyes. “Nice really nice fit; the skirt is going to look good on me, better than
you bitch.” Alicia said as she picked up the blue skirt with a blue nylon liner
inside and stepped into it. She pulled it up tucking in the satin slip and
light blue blouse as she went. Alicia zipped up the zipper and then fastens the
outer clasp. She smoothed out the skirt and reached under the skirt to pull
down the satin slip and blouse for a better fit. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came
from the Air Force woman as she realized that only a few items were left before
the imposter was fully dressed in her uniform. Alicia picked up the neck tab
tie and put it on making sure it was right and then stepped into the right
black patent leather shinny dress pump with a 3 inch heel on it. She did the
same with the left one and then picked up the blue jacket with a blue nylon
liner in it. She slipped it on and buttoned up the 4 silver buttons, she then
looked herself over in a full length sliding door mirror. Satisfied Alicia
turned around and looked down at the former owner of the Air Force uniform that
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the Air Force woman
as she saw her exact duplicate standing over her and looking down with<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a huge smile on her face. “Well since you cooperated
so well, I decided to let you live as my sex slave. I have to go out and pick
up a few things first so just be quiet and stay put. Sorry sweet tits that I
have to do this.” Alicia said as she picked up the .38 cal hand gun and brought
it down on the Air Force woman’s head knocking her out cold. Alicia could now
go out and get a leather hood, leather straps, locks and leather cuffs. She
would also pick up the stuff she needed to make homemade chloroform. Once she
got back she would retied the Air Force woman in the leather restraints and get
what ever passwords, pin and account numbers for the Air Force woman’s bank
accounts, computers, atm and credit cards. Alicia couldn’t believe her good
luck and good fortune by selecting a woman in military uniform that she looked
exactly alike after she got cleaned up, dye her hair blond and got dressed in
the woman’s uniform. After about two hours Alicia returned and went up stairs.
The Air Force woman was coming around “MMMPPPHHH!” came from the woman
recovering from a blow to the head. “Waking up from our little nap?” Alicia
said setting down the shopping bags containing the leather restraints and the
chemicals needed to make the home made chloroform. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!”
replied the Air Force woman to the question. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“Well I got your new outfit so you can wear it with
pride and keep me happy.” Alicia said pulling out the leather hood and a ball
gag from the shopping bags. She knelt down and removed the foam tape and untied
the nylon slip she used as a cleave gag. She had the Air Force woman spit the
nylon panties and Alicia inserted the ball gag quickly fastening the buckle in
the back. She then took the leather hood and placed it over her new sex slave’s
head securing it in place by buckling the straps in the back. Now it was time
to get the rest. She would first have to make the chloroform and knock out her
sex slave. It took 15 minutes but the chloroform was ready for use. Alicia used
a spray bottle and sprayed some on a rag and put it over the sex slave’s nose. The
sex slave fought but to no avail and was knocked out in a few minutes. Now
Alicia could take off the nylon ropes and replace them with leather cuffs and
straps. It took only 15 minutes but the sex slave was now nice and secure and
was still out cold. Alicia sat her up against the foot board of the bed. After
that Alicia looked for the required information to get into the bank accounts.
As she was looking around she found a safe hidden inside the huge walk-in
closet and then located the combination for the safe and opened it. Inside was
all the required information needed to assume the Air Force woman’s life for
good and she did………Years later Alicia was now a major in the Air Force and had
a really nice life. She had her sex slave for a few years then she died one
night from heart failure but Alicia didn’t even care as the dead sex slave was
buried out back in a patch of woods on the property. Alicia went to recover the
first two bodies and reburied them there as well. Alicia went on to kill and
bury on the property 9 more women, 4 more military women and 3 flight
attendants and two very well to do women. She went through their wardrobes and
took what ever else she wanted. She had money a very nice house and one heck of
a wardrobe. She would always remember the day it was just her luck that she was
able to escape from the authorities and come across an Air Force woman that
looked exactly like her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Air Station, U S Navy Lieutenant Commander Miranda Andrews was on her way home
when she decided to stop at a lingerie store to buy some sexy lingerie. At 29
years old she still had a cheerleader body that she had in high school with
looks to go with her 5 foot 7 inch frame with curves to match. Her measurements
were 35, 24, 34 figure on her body and blond hair with blue eyes to match. She
walked down the side walk wearing her dress Khaki C/T uniform hugging her body
as it moved, skirt swaying back and forth. As she reached the door Miranda
bumped into a brunette with very same facial features and the same type of body
measurements especially in height, weight, bust including the same shoe size and
blue eyes as well, the only difference was the hair color. The brunette could
be Miranda’s identical twin, but Miranda didn’t even notice that another woman
was her exact double and look alike because she was too busy being rude and
stuck up. “Oh sorry about that miss, please women in uniform first.” The
brunette said with a friendly smile. “You should be, don’t ever forget your
place.” Miranda replied with a stuck up tone and discuss in her voice and walked
into the lingerie shop like she owned the place.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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anger set in as she watched the stuck up female Navy woman pick out a couple of
matching satin bra and panty sets as well as satin slips with matching satin
garter belts. Miranda also picked out a couple of charmeuse nities. Annette
continued to watch the stuck up Navy woman as she headed back to the changing
room. Annette followed and as the Navy woman got undressed, Annette noticed the
very expensive silky satin charmeuse lingerie underneath the Navy woman’s
uniform. What a bitch this woman must be and the way she must treat the people
that work for her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">As Annette was leaving the lingerie store she noticed
that the Navy woman had dropped her driver’s license, military I d and
information card, she scooped down and picked them up and left the store. This
would teach the stuck up bitch on how to treat people. Annette got into her car
and waited for the Navy women to come out and leave. When the Navy woman came
out Annette watched her get into her corvette as the uniform moved on the Navy
woman especially the knee length skirt and then watched her pull out. Annette
followed her home reviewing the woman’s every move. Miranda was completely
unaware of who was following her home and that she had dropped her
identification on the ground. That the woman that she was rude too was now
following her home and was now hell bent on stalking her. Annette followed the
stuck up bitch home when the Navy woman pulled into a long driveway leading a
big ranch style house. Annette wrote down the address and would plug it in her GPS.
Annette didn’t have a mean bone in her body but this stuck up bitch deserved to
be taught a lesson in manners. She would come up with a plan and execute it in
a week.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Annette had to get a few things first: A .38 cal gun, blond
hair dye, nylon rope, 4 inch wide foam tape, an old nylon tricot ankle length
half slip and a pair of her nylon tricot hipster panties she wore for a few
days. Annette felt this Navy woman was a silver spoon feed bitch that had
everything handed to her but that was going to change. Miranda pulled up to the
house and opened the garage door and pulled the silver corvette inside. She
shut off the engine, closed the garage door and got out. She grabbed the
shopping bags and went inside heading up stairs to the master bedroom. Miranda
got undressed and put on a short purple satin charmeuse robe, got something to
eat and enjoyed her evening as she went through her sexy new lingerie. Miranda
placed it in the proper place inside the huge walk in closets that she had. 2
in fact in her master bedroom with mirrors as doors which slide open after
being unlocked. She had dresses, gowns, slips, half slips, camisoles, night
gowns, and chemise nities hanging up in one of the walk in closets. In the
other she had her uniforms, dress covers, swim suites, bras and panties in the
other walk in closet.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">By the time Annette got home to her one bedroom
apartment she was pissed off at the stuck up bitch who thought her shit didn’t
stink. The woman that thought the lingerie shop was hers and only hers had
something coming alright, a hard lesson in manners that Annette was more than
happy to provide. Annette looked around her small apartment and thought it
would be nice to have a bigger place to live in. Nicer clothes to wear and
money to spend as she pleased. The stuck up Navy woman had all of this and more
if she wanted it including a very nice expensive car to drive around. Annette
decided not only to teach this bitch a lesson but to take her place for good
and assume her identity. She would have to do a little recon first and then in
a week spring the trap after she made a phone call to lure the Navy woman into
a false sense of security and get her to Annette’s apartment. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Annette waited in the morning for the Navy woman to
leave and she followed her to the base watching the Navy woman return a salute
from the guard at the gate. Once the Navy woman was on base, Annette headed
back to the Navy woman’s place to recon and see what security was like. She
would wait for the Navy woman to get home and watch through the windows in the
garage as she got out her car and headed in side. First Annette needed a few
drinks and to hide her car from view. You couldn’t see the house from the road
and the road from the house as it was hidden by trees and thick tall bushes.
Annette drove down the long driveway and noticed a very good hiding place for
her car. She checked it out and it was a very good hiding place that she could
use but first she had to get a video camera she had and a regular camera and
then go back to the base to follow the Navy woman home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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pulled out and followed. Annette marked how long it took for the Navy woman to
get home and what route she took. It took almost an hour and half for the Navy
woman to get home and to the base in the morning. Annette now knew what time to
be at the Navy woman’s house in the morning and the afternoon. She would start
her videotaping and picture taking tomorrow morning. Little did Miranda know
that she was being stalked by another woman or little did she know that the
week coming up would be her last wearing her navy uniform and her sexy lingerie
underneath it? The next morning Annette got up and got dressed and then she
headed over to the Navy woman’s place to wait for the woman to get up and get
dressed. She turned off her lights and pulled into the long driveway and into
the hiding spot. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Annette snuck up to the house and waited for the woman
to awake. When she saw the lights come on she started the video record getting
dressed through the bedroom window. Miranda wasn’t even aware that her every
move was being recorded by another woman as she got out of bed nude. She
grabbed the short purple satin chemise robe on went into the bathroom. Annette
went to the bathroom window and recorded as the Navy woman went to the toilet
and did her business and then got into the shower. Annette was recording
everything and now knew that the Navy woman was a true blond. Annette was
watching the woman’s every move and watched her put on deodorant and put the
robe back on and went back into the bedroom. Annette watched the Navy woman
unlock and opened the large walk in closet containing her military uniforms.
Miranda picked out a short sleeve summer white uniform and then got a white
satin bra and white satin string pair of panties. She picked out a nude pair of
non control top pantyhose. Miranda hung up the white uniform and laid the bra,
panties and pantyhose on the bed and went into the other walk in closet after
unlocking it. She picked out a white satin / lace slip, a pair of white dress
shoes with a 3 inch heel on them and went over to the bed. Put the slip on the
bed and the dress shoes by the bed on the floor. Her bed was covered in satin
sheets and a satin comforter all in red. Annette only wished she had that type
of bedding in her apartment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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untied the robe and let it fall. She was a true blue blond and Annette was
getting everything on camera, she was getting excited as the Navy woman started
to get dressed. Miranda picked up the white satin bra and slipped it on and
closed the front closure. She then adjusted the straps for a better fit and
then picked up the white satin string bikini panties and stepped into them.
Miranda pulled them up slowly savoring every moment as they finally reached
their proper place, covering her tight ass. Next Miranda picked up the silky
smooth nude color non control top pantyhose. She rolled them up and stuck her
right foot in first and then her left foot in. Miranda pulled them slowly and
carefully as not to snag them causing a run. Miranda picked up the white satin
/ lace slip and put it over her head letting it fall over her torso and then
adjusting the spaghetti straps for a better fit. She removed the white C/T
short sleeve blouse from the hanger and slipped it on. Miranda button up the
buttons on the blouse and then removed the white C/T skirt with a white nylon
liner. She stepped into the shirt and pulled it up tucking in the white satin
slip and the white blouse. Miranda zipped up the zipper and fastens the outer
clasp. She brushed down her skirt and then stepped into the white dress shoes
with a 3 inch heel on them. Miranda stepped into the right one first and then
the left one and then she proceeded to look her over in the sliding door
mirror. Satisfied she picked up the white dress cover and grabbed the white
purse and headed to the kitchen to drink her coffee and grab a bite to eat.
Annette was filming the Navy woman getting dressed and then decided to follow
her into the kitchen to get her on more film. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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After she ate and drank her coffee Annette watched the Navy woman pick up the
white dress cover and grab her purse and head out to the garage. Miranda opened
the door to her corvette and got in. The white C/T skirt rode up on her silky
smooth pantyhose covered legs and Annette got this on video as Miranda got into
her corvette. She started up the car and put down the top. Miranda opened the
garage door and backed out. She closed the garage door and left for the base
driving down the long driveway. As Miranda headed for the base, Annette decided
to check to see if the stuck up Navy woman left a door open by mistake and
Annette would find out she did. The side door to the garage was left unlocked
and Annette opened the door slowly. She entered the Navy woman’s house and
tried the garage door leading to the kitchen. It was also unlocked and Annette
went into the kitchen to start looking around.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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that a woman that she was rude too and was also hell bent on assuming her
identity and life was snooping around her house looking through her stuff
getting personal information on her to make the identity switch allot easier.
Annette wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to get some information and a
good look at the Navy woman’s life, a life that she would soon be taking over
for good. She found a piece of paper with the Navy woman’s signature on it and
she stuck this into her pocket to practice it. She also found her banking
information and pass words as well as passwords for work, pin numbers, credit
card account information and a combo for a safe. As Annette looked around she
went through the Navy woman’s dirty laundry and took the light brown satin
string pair of panties the Navy woman was wearing the day she bumped into her.
These would be a trophy until she got the uniform and sexy lingerie the Navy
woman will be wearing the day she would force this bitch at gun point to strip
nude. She went through the wardrobes inside the huge walk in closets after she
unlocked them. Annette videotaped this as well and the whole lay out of the
house. When she was done Annette made sure everything was back in place and the
doors were left opened and locked as they were when she entered the house that
soon would be hers. Annette left and headed for home to make sure she had
everything she needed to pull this off and to look over the video and practice
the Navy woman’s signature. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">A very long weekend was coming up and it would be the 4<sup>th</sup>
of July weekend to be exact. This would be a perfect opportunity for Annette to
lure the stuck up Navy woman over to her place on Friday and force the Navy
bitch to strip nude at gun point, tie her up, panty gag her and assume her
identity forcing the stuck up Navy bitch watch Annette get dress in the sexy
lingerie and Navy uniform the Navy woman put on just that morning. No one would
even notice that the real Navy woman was missing and that Annette was an
imposter because the Navy woman didn’t really have any close friends nor did
she enjoy being around anyone from the base and she didn’t have any siblings
either. Both of her parents had passed away leaving the stuck up Navy woman
everything including a very big inheritance that she was now living off of.
Annette would defiantly enjoy the Navy woman’s life style and she couldn’t pass
this chance up. She worked hard for nothing to show for it and an opportunity
had presented itself because a stuck up bitch was being rude and thought she
was better than every other woman she met. Annette would make sure this would
change permanently on the 4<sup>th</sup> of July weekend. During the week
Annette packed up all of her clothes and important stuff and got a storage
place not far from the navy woman’s house. Her apartment was empty except what
she needed for the next few days. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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phone call, she was nervous but she thought she had to do it. She picked up the
phone and called the Navy woman. “Hello can I help you?” the Navy woman named
Miranda answered. “Um yes, I found your military I D, driver’s license and
information card on the ground. I was wondering if you want me to drop them off
or can you pick them up?” Annette asks politely. “I can pick them up today at 1
pm today, what is your address?” Miranda replied kind of rudely. “Ok that is
fine, I’ll see you then.” Annette replied and hung up. “Enjoy it bitch because
won’t soon enough.” Annette said as she went to get the stuff ready for the
stuck up Navy bitch. Annette must have figured that this Navy woman didn’t want
another woman who she thought was beneath her. Annette knew by this time
tomorrow that she would be out of the whole in the wall apartment and into a
nice big expensive house. At 1 pm there was a knock on the door. Annette got up
wearing a sun dress, flip flops, no bra and no panties underneath her sundress.
Annette had the panties she was wearing stuffed up her vagina and could feel
them move inside as she went to the door. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Miranda was standing at the front door in her Khaki C/T
uniform as she knocked on the door. Little did she know that she wouldn’t be leaving?
“Hi please come on in.” Annette said with a smile. “Just hurry up and give me
my stuff I’m on vacation for the next two weeks.” Miranda snapped at the woman
opening the door and pushed passes her. This made Annette mad but she didn’t
show it. “They’re in my bedroom; let me get them for you.” Annette said as she
pointed towards the bedroom door. “Thanks, I’ll get them myself.” Miranda said
as she went towards the bedroom door. This really pissed Annette off as this
bitch acted like she owned the place and disrespected Annette in her own place.
Annette followed the Navy woman into the bedroom knowing that there were
objects within reach to knock this bitch out with. Miranda opened the door
oblivious to the danger that she was in when she entered the bedroom. “Where?”
Miranda asks as she looked for her stuff. “Inside the night stand drawer.”
Annette replied as she pointed to the night stand. “Good, I don’t want your
nasty hands on my stuff.” Miranda said as she headed towards the night stand.
This really pissed Annette off as she thought this bitch would be tasting
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ID’s and then stood back up. “I hope you didn’t do anything stupid like trying
to stealing my identity?” Miranda said as she opened her purse and put the ID’s
into her purse. Annette reached under a blanket and retrieved a .38 cal hand
gun and pointed it at the Navy woman. Miranda turned around with a surprised
look on her face. “What the hell is this?” Miranda demanded to know. “Just shut
up bitch and drop your purse on the bed. You think your shit doesn’t stink and
yes I plan on stealing your identity. NOW start stripping completely nude, take
off your uniform and your lingerie underneath bitch. Don’t do anything stupid
bitch like trying to be a heroin and attacking me” Annette demanded from the
Navy woman as she pointed the gun at her. “You nasty bitch, you won’t get away
with this. I’m not giving you a dam thing. Go fuck yourself you skanky ass
bitch.” Miranda said defiantly as she could. “Yes I will. You can remove your
uniform now or I can do it when you’re dead. It’s your choice to make it
doesn’t matter to me.” Annette said as she pulled back the hammer on the gun.
“Ok bitch you don’t have to shoot me, I’m stripping nude alright.” Miranda said
as she slipped off the patient leather shinny black dress shoes with a 3 inch
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“You’re the bitch treating people like they’re
underneath you. So continue to strip nude and shut the fuck up bitch. You are
not in charge here I am.” Annette said as she watched the Navy woman unbuckle
her khaki C/T belt, take it off and put it on the bed. “You think you have this
all figured out. You are about stupid as you are pretty.” Miranda said as she
unfastens the outer clasp and unzipped the zipper on her khaki C/T skirt. “Its
women like you that give us women a real bad name. It’s time to teach you’re
stuck up ass a lesson in manners bitch. Don’t worry about yelling for help no
one can hear you.” Annette said as she watched the Navy woman take off the
khaki C/T skirt and place it on the bed. “You still won’t get away with this
you psycho bitch. Someone will notice that you aren’t me.” Miranda replied as
she unbuttons the buttons on her khaki C/T blouse. “That is what you think
bitch but I have been watching you since the day you were rude to me at the
lingerie store. Since that day I became observed and hell bent on taking you
place you stuck up bitch.” Annette said as she watched the Navy woman take off the
khaki C/T blouse and place it on the bed. This left the Navy woman in a light
brown satin / lace slip with spaghetti straps and a matching bra underneath it.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“You got a surprise coming you skanky ass bitch.”
Miranda said as she pulled up the light brown satin / lace slip up over her
torso and head. “Just shut the fuck up and hurry it up.” Annette said as she
watched the Navy woman remove the satin slip and placing it on the bed. “You
must get off doing this to me don’t you bitch?” Miranda asks as she unfastens
the front closure of the light brown satin / lace bra. “I sure do especially
doing it to a stuck up bitch like you. NOW hurry the fuck up, I don’t have all
day.” Annette said impatiently watching the Navy woman take off the satin /
lace bra and put it on top of the uniform pile. “I hope you get a vaginal
disease or something for wearing my panties you skanky bitch.” Miranda said
pulling down the silky smooth nude non control top pantyhose. “Don’t snag the
pantyhose bitch, Nice and easy so I don’t have to beat you senseless bitch.”
Annette said as she watched the Navy woman take off the pantyhose and set them
aside. “I hope you get caught bitch and go to jail for a very long time.”
Miranda said pulling down the light brown satin string bikini panties and
taking them off. As a final sign of defiance Miranda tossed her panties at her
captor. “There choke on them you skanky ass bitch.” said Miranda. “Thanks I’ll
enjoy wearing them. Now sit you’re stuck up bitch ass on that metal chair and
then put your arms through the slots, hurry up and no tricks bitch.” Annette
demanded the Navy woman. At this point Miranda knew that she had no other
choice but to comply with the woman’s demands and did as she was told. “There
are you happy?” Miranda said as she sat down on the metal chair and then put
her hands through the slots. “Good little girl and now it’s time to tie you up
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“No matter what you do you will never get away with
this bitch, owe, owe, owe.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Miranda said
as she felt her wrists get pulled up and the nylon rope get wrapped around her
wrists. “Hurts does it, we’ll just shut the fuck up and deal with it bitch.”
Annette said as she wrapped the Navy woman’s wrists extremely tight cutting off
circulation. “Hey the ropes are too tight.” Miranda said as she felt the ropes
get tied off. “Too bad bitch not so bad asses now are you. Besides I will get
away with it and there is nothing you can do about it bitch.” Annette said as
she took another piece of rope and tied the Navy woman’s left ankle and then
the right ankle. “Owe, owe, owe that hurts you bitch.” Miranda said as the rope
around both ankles were wrapped around each ankle and tied off. “I said shut up
bitch!” Annette said as she slapped the Navy woman’s face. Annette now stood in
front of the Navy woman and untied her sundress letting it fall on the floor.
She was now completely nude and walked over to grab the knotted nylon slip and
too pull out the nylon panties out of her vagina. “You look like a skanky
bitch.” Miranda said she knew what was coming next and could see her captor’s
unshaven brunette pubic hair. “Open your mouth bitch.” Annette said as she grab
the Navy woman’s hair and pulling her head back with force. “No!” Miranda said
through clinched teeth as she tried to move her mouth away from the panties.
“Ok have it your way bitch.” Annette said as she pinched the Navy woman’s nose
and held the panties at the Navy woman’s mouth. Miranda tried as best as she
could to hold her breath but she had to take one. “Nnnnnnoooooo, MMMMPPPPHHHH!”
came from Miranda as the abductor’s panties went in silencing any more replies.
“How do my nasty panties taste bitch? I’ve been wearing them since last week
just to stuff them into your big bitch ass mouth!” Annette said as she held the
panties in place and then stuck the knot in the nylon slip in and then tying it
off at the back of the Navy woman’s head. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda as
she felt the gag being tied off in the back of her head. “Well I guess you
won’t be saying too much for now on you smart ass bitch.” Annette said as she pushed
the Navy woman’s head and then grabs the 4 inch wide foam tape and then started
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came angrily from Miranda as she felt
four good layers get wrapped around her lower head securing her captor’s nasty
panties inside her mouth. “Well that should keep your big mouth shut and now
it’s time to secure you more thoroughly and keep you put.” Annette said as she grabs
more rope. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from the tied up Navy woman as rope was applied
above and below her breasts and then tied off in the back. “Bet you must really
like this allot. I can see your nipples are getting hard.” Annette rubbed it
into her now captive Navy woman. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” Miranda said through her gag
as her captor got more rope. Annette pulled the Navy woman’s arms back and
wrapped the rope around the woman’s elbows cinching them together and Annette
tied the rope off. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” screamed Miranda as the elbows were tied extremely
tight and more rope was wrapped around the waist securing the wrists to the
Navy woman’s body. Annette ignored the screams of pain as she kept on wrapping
more rope around the Navy woman’s mid torso securing the arms to the chair and
body. Annette wrapped one more piece of rope around the Navy woman, first
cinching the breasts rope together and then looping the rope over the left
shoulder and then under the left arm pit. Annette then looped it through the
breasts rope in the back and then over the right shoulder and under the right
arm pit back over the right shoulder and tied off in the back. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!”
the Navy woman kept on screaming in pain and disbelief as this wasn’t really
happening to her. Now it was time for Annette to secure the knees and ankles
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tied it off extremely tight and then did the same to the right knee.
“MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda in pain as the rope was tied off and then she
saw her captor take silver duct tape and then wrap it around her calves
securing her to the metal chair. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda directed at
the woman that had did this to her. “There bitch you’re all tied up extremely
tight, thoroughly panty gag and not going anywhere. Looks like it’s time to
start my new life as you and there’s nothing you can do about it you little
fucken cunt.” Annette said as she slapped the tied up Navy woman across the face
for being rude to her. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda as she was insulted
and hit. She watched the imposter grab some blond hair dye and go into the
bathroom. After about an hour the imposter came out showered hair dyed blond
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of my pubic region to remind me of my victory and dominance over a bitch like
you.” Annette said to the Navy woman who was steering at her with hate and
discus. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda as she watched the woman do up her
hair exactly like she did. The woman put on the right amount of makeup and
lipstick. When the imposter was done she strutted over to the bed and started
to get dressed. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda as she saw her exact
duplicate getting ready to dress in her sexy lingerie and uniform. “You
shouldn’t be too surprised that we look exactly alike. You didn’t notice
because you were too busy being a stuck up bitch and mistreating people.” Annette
said as picked up the light brown satin / lace bra and slipped it on. She
fastens the front closure and then adjusted the straps for a better fit.
“MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda as she knew that another woman was wearing
her bra and soon her panties as well. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head
off I’ll enjoy wearing everything especially your panties.” Annette said with
an insulting voice as she picked up the light brown satin string bikini panties
and stepped into them. Annette pulled them up slowly right in front of the tied
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda angrily as she
watched the imposter put on her panties and enjoy doing it. Now came the silky
smooth nude color non control top pantyhose. Annette rolled them up and slipped
the right foot in and then the left one. She pulled them up slowly and let the
waist band snap in place and then Annette smooth out the pantyhose. “The
pantyhose really feel good on my freshly shaved legs. Thanks a million for
being so stupid to bring yourself over to my place. I would have never got a
chance to wear such nice and expensive lingerie and hosiery.” Annette said as
she picked up the light brown satin / lace slip. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” angrily kept
coming from Miranda as she knew the imposter was right about her being so blind
by hate for other women that she never noticed that another woman was her exact
look alike. Now she watched as her exact look alike was putting on her slip
that she just wearing only that morning. She watched as the light brown satin /
lace was put over the imposters head and then being pulled down over the satin
bra and the torso. The imposter adjusted the straps for a better fit. “Wow the
satin feels really good against my body. I can’t wait to put on the rest.”
Annette said as she picked up the khaki C/T blouse.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">“MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda as she saw the
imposter get dressed in her uniform made her mad. The imposter slipped on the
khaki C/T blouse and buttoned up the buttons. The imposter then stepped picked
up the khaki C/T skirt with a matching nylon liner and stepped into it. “The
skirt feels really great against my silky smooth pantyhose covered legs.”
Annette said as she pulled up the khaki skirt tucking in the satin slip and
khaki blouse as she went. She zipped up the zipper and fastens the outer clasp.
“MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda as she watched the imposter brush down the
Khaki skirt. Now she watched the imposter step into the patient leather shinny
black dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them, the right one and then the left
one. The imposter went over to the mirror and looked herself. She picked up the
Khaki dress cover and put it on. Satisfied with her appearance the imposter
turned to the tied up former owner of the sexy lingerie and Khaki uniform the
imposter now wore. “Well how do I look? Exactly like you no difference that I
can see.” Annette said as she stood in front of the Navy woman who now sat tied
up extremely tight to a metal chair, panty gagged with the imposter’s panties
secured in her mouth. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!”
came from Miranda as she looked at her exact duplicate standing right in front
of her. Miranda couldn’t believe her eyes and her bad luck that she was duped
into coming to the imposter’s place and get forced at gun point to strip
completely nude. Once she was tied up all she could do is watch as another
woman assumed her identity and truly gets away with it. “Well I think its time to
put you into the closet for safe keeping and then for me to get the fuck out of
this dump.” Annette said as she opened a closet door and turned on the light.
“MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Miranda as the imposter grabbed the metal chair and
dragged it into the small closet that once held clothes. Annette set the tied
up Navy woman inside the small closet, turned off the light and closed the
door. “There you go enjoy your life in your new holding place bitch. Thanks for
the sexy lingerie, military uniform and new identity. Sorry you won’t be able
to go to the base Monday, I’ll just tell everyone that you got yourself all
tied up, TAH, TAH bitch!” Annette said to the tied up Navy woman as she closed
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kept coming from Miranda as she saw the small closet door shut and then she
heard a noise that sounded like a lock. You could hear the muffled protests
very faintly but within minutes Annette stuffed old towels under the door
filling in the crack underneath the door. Annette then took a sealer and sealed
the door shut around the edges. She then took an old cot mattress and put it
against the door and then slid an old large dresser against it sealing the
small closet off and silencing any noise coming from there. Miranda tried as
hard as she could but to no avail to get free. Annette grabbed the black purse
and the keys as she headed out the bedroom. She locked up the small hole in the
wall apartment door for the very last time. She tossed the keys down a street
drain and got into the corvette, started it up and took off heading towards her
new home and starting a new life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Stacey were enjoying the fruits of their labor and hard work. Alyssa especially
enjoyed Stacey being back with her. They had enjoyed a really nice vacation
down in Fiji islands. A quick visit from their handler ended any vacation
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contained profiles of women that where working on secret weapons for the
Pentagon. Alyssa’s would be a 29 year old U S Air Force Major Rebecca Wilson. 5
feet 7 inches tall, blond hair, blue eyes, bust 35c, waist 24 inch, hips 35
inches. A body that would attracted allot of attention from male suitors. She
didn’t smoke or but did drink, kept herself in shape and really concentrate on
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Jessica Winters standing 5 feet 2 inches with blond hair, blue eyes, 34c bust
and a figure with 23 inch waist and a 33 inch hips and looks that would stop a
Mack truck dead in its tracks. She was single, no children, didn’t smoke and
had a drink now and then. The information handed to them would help Alyssa and
Stacey in their quest to impersonate the two military women. It would be early
fall and the women still wore their skirts and Stacey’s target would be wearing
her dress blues. They would be leaving in a week which was ok to Stacey and
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targets faces. Alyssa and Stacey made several masks of their targets. These
would be useful to Alyssa and Stacey to help them gain access and during this
week Alyssa and Stacey would get everything ready that they would need for the
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Washington D C. Both women where excited to be back at work. Three days later
they arrived at the safe house in Washington D C. Just 15 minutes away from
each of the targets houses which made real easy to observe the two military
women. Alyssa and Stacey would enjoy this mission, two more military women to
impersonate and take the spoils of war, the sexy lingerie and uniforms for them
to enjoy. Alyssa and Stacey put away their things, grabbed what they needed and
headed out to start observing their targets. Both military women lived within
30 minutes of the safe house, which made it really nice. They were equipped
with infra red detection equipment to see any movement inside the residence.
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She used the infra red sensor, no one inside at the moment. Alyssa decided to
sneak in and set up her recording equipment. She looked around to see if
someone was watching and didn’t notice anyone and so she proceeded to access
the house. Alyssa disabled the alarm and gained entry into the major’s house.
She quickly went into the bedroom and set up video equipment in the bedroom,
large walk-in closet and the bathroom. Then she proceeded to put video
equipment in the hallways, kitchen, living room, dining room, basement and the
garage. Alyssa did a quick equipment check and everything worked. This was new
equipment which had voice recording in it as well. This made it easier for her
and the rest of the spies to carry less equipment. She was on her way out when
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inside a hallway closet close to the Major’s bedroom. She cracked the door open
and watched the major go into the bedroom and quickly change into some fitness
attire, then quickly left again. Alyssa seized the opportunity to take the
major’s bright lime green satin string bikini panties. Once these were in her
bag, she left and closed and locked the door. The major left the alarm off
while she went onto a run. Alyssa was now able to get more information on the
major that was provided to her. As she drove away she saw the major jogging along
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place and used the infra red sensor to see if her prey was inside. She was and
decided to see what the Navy Lieutenant was up to or if she would leave to go
out. Stacey got lucky when she saw the Lieutenant left in a tight little night
life dress. She must be going to a club or something. After the Lieutenant
left, Stacey decided to go in and set up her equipment. Just like Alyssa she
set up in the bedroom first, and then snatched up the pair of satin string gold
panties the Lieutenant was wearing. She quickly set up the rest of her
equipment and did a quick check. The equipment was working great and would
record the Lieutenant’s voice for a voice modulator if needed. Satisfied that
everything was in order, Stacey left and headed for the safe house to
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where well dressed. Both of them wore satin dresses that came up to their mid
thighs. Alyssa wore a teal satin dress, while Stacey wore a royal blue satin
dress. They decided to hit the club part and inside where their targets, both
enjoying themselves and each other company. When Alyssa and Stacey walked into
the club area both the major and lieutenant took notice of them, checking them
out with some kind of smile on their faces. Both women ordered Alyssa and
Stacey a drink as they sat down at a table and decided to invite themselves
over for a chat. The Major was wearing a red satin mid thigh dress and the
Lieutenant wore a purple mid thigh dress. “Hi, my name is Rebecca and this is
Jessica. We just wanted to know if we could join you two for a quick drink.”
The major said with a smile. “Hello my name is Lacey and this Rachael. You sure
can, please sit down.” Lacey (Alyssa) replied back with a smile. “You two must
be new here in town? Never seen you around here?” Jessica replied as she sat
down. “We sure are, just got in a few days ago from out west. We both are
starting new jobs at the capitol bldg.” Rachael (Stacey) said as she took the
drink from the waitress. “Thank you honey.” the major said to the waitress.
“You ladies are very much welcome.” The waitress said as she took the money and
left. You could see a nice firm ass on the young woman as she walked away. All
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all ladies night here or should I say lesbian’s night. Just so you two know
what kind of club you’re in tonight.” The major said with a smile. “Well here
is too lesbian night. That waitress is a real hottie?” Lacey replied with a
toast to the night ahead. “Oh yea!” said the other three women. “So what do you
two do around town?” Rachael asks. “We work at the pentagon and are stationed
here. We are both in the military. I’m in the Navy and she is in the Air
Force.” The lieutenant said with a smile. “What about don’t ask, don’t tell?”
Lacey asks. “Oh that has been lifted. Now gays can serve openly. That is why we
look at really hot ass women on lesbian night at the club.” The major replied.
“Wow that sounds good to me. We prefer the hot ladies as well.” Lacey said with
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to my place for a couple of night caps.” The major asks as she finished up her
drink. “Why not sounds ok to me, how about it ladies a couple night caps over
Rebecca’s place?” Rachael said as she and Lacey finished up their drinks.”Why
not, let’s go” the lieutenant replied as she put down her empty glass and
grabbed her little purse. All four grabbed their little purses and left. Lacey
would ride with the major and the lieutenant would ride with Rachael back to
the major’s house. Both the major and the lieutenant had a few more drinks than
the two women they picked up. Lacey and Rebecca also took pills that slowed
down the effects of the alcohol. Both military women were chatty and gave them
allot of free information about themselves and what they did. Alyssa and Stacey
recorded this and it was sent to their lap tops for storage. The major liked
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they had another round of drinks and the major and Lacey went into her bedroom
and the lieutenant and Rachael went into the spare bedroom. All four women
engaged in sex and then switched partners before Lacey, Rachael and the
lieutenant left. All four women got phone numbers and would meet again during
the week. Unknowingly to the two military women they just picked up the two
women who in a week’s time knock them out and impersonate them. They met up
several more times and each woman fell in love with the other or so it seem.
The major wanted to play a role playing game with other three women. She would
explain it to the other three tonight over dinner and some drinks. All would
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they had a couple of drinks and had a nice dinner. “I was thinking of a nice
role playing game that I always wanted to play. I’ve been waiting a long time
for this opportunity to come along with the right women to do it. I hope
everyone is up to it and is ok with it?” the major said taking sip of wine. “It
all depends what it is. I always had a thing for women in uniform and so does
Rachael. I always wanted to know what it felt like to wear a military uniform.
I know Rachael does too, but we never had the chance to explore that fantasy.”
Lacey said with a smile. “WOW, what a fantasy. We have the same thing about it.
We would want to watch other women put on our uniforms and lingerie after they
forced us to strip nude, tie us up and gag us. We talked about this but could
never get any women to play along.” The lieutenant said with allot of interest
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mean the women didn’t get into bondage or anything kinky like that?” Rachael
asks. “I don’t think the women we picked up weren’t interested in that sort of
thing. So it would get boring with them really quick. My idea is this, Lacey
and Rachael would act like two women that need a ride, but actually are on the
run. We pick you up and offer help and bring you back here to my house. After
some small talk we hear the report of two escape women on the run and that is
when you two pull guns on us. Forcing us to strip nude, tying us up and gagging
us with your panties. Then you two would force us to watch you getting dress in
out lingerie and uniforms. Then you two leave to go and get some takeout food,
bring it back here. After we get untied, we’ll eat and have some drinks. How
about it, you two in or what? Both of you will have your fantasies filled along
with ours.” The major said with a big smile on her face. Lacey and Rachael
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involved would get to have their fantasies full filed in one night.” Lacey said
knowing that the major and lieutenant would have played right into their hands.
“That sounds great, how about this Friday after work. We’ll would be wearing
our uniforms all day and pick you up at 5 pm at the exit. This gives you two a
couple of days to prep yourselves for the roles. Any ideas about this?” the
lieutenant asks. “Just a couple of questions, what about the chairs and ropes
to tie you too or do you prefer to be tied up on the floor?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What would you prefer to use to secure the
panties in, cloth or duct tape?” Rachael asks. “Um, good questions, I prefer to
tie up to a chair and have a cloth then duct tape over that to hold in your
panties.” The major said pouring more wine. “Just make it as real as possible.
I mean make the ropes tight as can be. We want to experience it to the fullest.
Then taunt and tease us as you get redressed in our lingerie and uniforms.” The
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“We’ll gag you with an old nylon slips and put foam
tape over that. White nylon rope should do the trick. These chairs I think are
perfect for the chairs to be used, strong, sturdy and metal. We can have you
two put your arms through these slots and tie them extremely tight. This should
be allotting fun this Friday. Then the following day we’ll reverse the roles so
we can have some fun as well. That is why you’ll keep the uniforms for the
night.” The lieutenant said. “Ok that sounds great. We’ll all have lots of fun
on Friday and Saturday. I can’t wait for this fantasy to be fulfilled.” Rachael
said with a smile. “We’ll wear matching sexy lingerie underneath our uniforms
for you two. I don’t know about anybody else, but my mouth is watering and my
nipples are getting hard just thinking about it.” The major said licking her
lips and taking a sip of wine. “I think all of ours are. I guess we can’t wait
till Friday for it to happen. So is anybody up for some bedroom action?” Lacey
said taking a sip of her wine. “Let’s go, grab a partner and get to it.” The
lieutenant said grabbing Rachael’s hand. “Yep, let’s go.” Rachael said getting
up and following the lieutenant into the spare bedroom. The major and Lacey
went into her bedroom. “I guess having the woman who going to tie you up on
Friday is just icing on the cake.” Lacey said grabbing the major’s tight pert
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would be a test run for the two women they had picked up at the club. The two
naive military women thought they picked up two lovely civilian hotties, but
they picked up two women hell bent on impersonating them. Alyssa and Stacey
would use this tactic as an easier way in and in the future use this as another
way to impersonate military women. Since they lifted don’t ask, don’t tell
policy it was allot easier for gay women to openly serve. This meant that they
could fall victim to women who looked to impersonate them as well. The military
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the major, lieutenant, Lacey and Rachael got ready for the day. Lacey and
Rachael would get things ready for Friday as well as the major and the
lieutenant making preps for Friday as well. Thursday evening all four went over
the final details and had dinner. Lacey and Stacey would wear blue jean skirts,
white t-shirts, blue jean jackets, white hip hugger nylon panties, slip on
shoes and black back packs. Inside the back packs they would have white nylon
slips, 4 inch wide foam tape, white nylon rope, blond hair dye and a fake gun.
They wouldn’t wear any make-up or perfume. The major would wear her blue Air
Force uniform. Underneath she would wear a matching set of satin / lace bra,
satin string bikini panties and garter belt, all in light blue. The blue satin
/ lace slip would have two colors to it. The bottom would be navy blue for the
top light blue. The thigh nylons would be a nude color and she would wear her
black patent leather shinny dress shoes with a 3 inch heel. The lieutenant
would wear her C/T Khaki uniform with a matching set of satin / lace bra,
string bikini panties, garter belt and slip set in light brown in color. The
thigh high nylons would be nude in color and she would wear her black patent
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toasted to their new exciting adventure that lied ahead. Lacey and Rachel would
keep the uniforms for Saturday role reversal. All of them looked forward
towards the fun. If all went well they would do this a couple times a week on a
regular schedule. They went to bed and relaxed the rest of the evening. When
they woke up, the major and the lieutenant got dressed in their uniforms and
Lacey and Stacey went home to get ready for their part in the role playing
game. As the day went on, all were getting anxious for it happens. They also
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out for the meeting point and called a cab to take them to a small shop just a
block away. Once in position they would text the two military women that they
were waiting. At 4 pm the major and the lieutenant got into the major’s car and
headed for home, the lieutenant text Lacey to let her know that the two were on
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Lieutenant and a U S Air Force Major were heading home after a long day at the
Pentagon. When their exit came up and the major got off. That is when the major
saw two women on the side of the road that looked like they needed some help.
The major pulled over and lieutenant put down the window and asks if the two
women needed any help. “Hi, do you need any help?” asks the Navy lieutenant.
“Why yes we do. Our car broke down and could use a lift to our place across
town. Cell phones don’t work either.” The tall brunette replied with a smile.
“Well how about we give you a lift to my house a couple miles up the road and
you can call for a tow truck and a cab. I mean this isn’t a safe place for two
women to be stranded.” The Air Force major replied with a smile on her face.
“It sounds ok to me. I don’t want to be here any longer than we have too.” The
short blond girl replied. “Here get into the back. So where are you two from?”
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“We are from San Diego, California originally then
decided to move to west part of Washington D C. We work at a clothing store
while we attend college. My name is Lacey and this is Rachael.” The tall
brunette replied. “What about you two?” asks the small blond? “My name Rebecca,
I’m a Major in the U S Air Force and this is Jessica and she’s a Lieutenant in
the U S Navy. We work at the Pentagon and been here for almost two years now.”
The major replied as she came up to her driveway. “Nice house you have. Not
allot of stuff going on here like wild college parties. Nice and quiet I bet.”
The brunette responded after seeing where the major lived. “Yes it is. That’s
the way I like it, nice and quiet.” The major replied as she opened the garage
door and pulled the car in. They missed the news reports and the information
about two escape women from a prison as the major shut off the engine and shut
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women they just picked up and offered help too were in fact the same two escape
women from a prison in Maryland earlier that morning. If they had known this
they wouldn’t have stopped. The brunette and blond escape prisoners started to
form a plan in their minds. They broke into a car but it broke down and needed
another way out of Washington D C. This was the opportunity to get a new set of
wheels and a new disguises as two U S Military women. They weren’t going to
miss this chance to do it and continue their escape to freedom. Besides the
authorities were looking for two escape women wearing rangy looking clothes,
not two women in a U S Military uniforms. No one would suspect that the two
real women that own the uniforms were in fact all tied up and gagged in a house
in southern D C and two imposters were now wearing their uniforms to escape. If
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lieutenant set down their dress covers and black purses on the kitchen table.
“The phone is in the living room. After your call, I’ll give you two a tour of
my house and a drink, how about it ladies.” The major asks with a smile on her
face picking up the phone and handing it to the tall brunette. “Thanks a
million. I don’t know what we have done if you two hadn’t stopped.” The
brunette replied as she took the phone. The brunette dialed a fake number for
the tow truck company and the cab company as well. The short blond girl was
checking out the place as the brunette made the fake phone calls. “Really nice
place you have here. Must have put allot of work into it. My parents busted
their buts to make a good home for me.” The short blond said. “Oh yes, allot of
hard work indeed.” The lieutenant replied handing the blond and major a drink.
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tour?” the lieutenant said as she handed the brunette her drink. “Thanks, you
can lead the way.” The brunette replied as she followed the major and the
lieutenant and the short blond behind them. “This is the dining room and over
there is the family room.” The major said with a smile. “Nice really nice
house.” The short blond replied as she took it all in. “Down stairs is a game
room and storage space.” The lieutenant said as she opened the door leading
down to the rooms down stairs. “Wow, a game room. What a really nice place.”
The brunette responded as she saw the game room at the bottom of the stairs.
“Wait until you ladies see the bedrooms upstairs, nice and big and with sliding
mirror doors to the large walk in closets.” The major replied as she headed
back up stairs. “We just love big bedrooms with large walk in closets.” The
short blond responded as they headed up to the bedrooms. “Here are the two
spare bedrooms and down the hall is our bedroom.” The major said opening the
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are going to enjoy this one.” The lieutenant said as she led the way. “Oh I’m
for sure we will.” Replied the brunette as she followed the lieutenant down to
the master bedroom. “Here we are our favorite room in the whole house.” The
lieutenant said as she opened the door. “WOW, what a lovely bedroom. Nice and
big, plenty of room with four large walk-in closets with mirror sliding doors,
really nice. I can see why this is your favorite room in the whole house.” The
brunette replied as she saw the huge bedroom. Nice place to pull off a nice
switch of identities without anyone seeing or hearing anything. Both the tall
brunette and short blond licked their lips as the two military women opened the
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uniforms, nice big bed to sleep in and comfortable too, look a flat screen TV
mounted on the wall.” The short blond said taking it all in as the major turned
on the TV and turned up the volume. Also inside the bedroom were chest seat and
a table with two metal chairs with good soft cushions. Two make up tables with
nice padded chairs to sit on in the nude if the women wanted. The two military
showed the inside of the 4 walk in closets and the 4 large dresser drawers. The
master bathroom had a hot tub in it and a shower, as they were finishing up
with the tour when a breaking news report came across the TV. The major quickly
turned up the volume even higher to hear the breaking news report. The
lieutenant stood right beside her and the tall brunette and short blond looked
at each other and moved behind them near the bedroom door and reached into
their jackets. Little did the Major and Lieutenant realize that the lingerie
and uniforms they put on and worn so proudly this morning would be shortly
forced to take them off their bodies and soon two women that had escaped from
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shock and surprise in their eyes. The two escaped women Lacey and Rachael
quickly pulled their .38 cal semi-automatic guns and pointed them at the now
shocked military women. The Major and Lieutenant put their hands up. “What the
hell is this about?” the major asks. “Just shut the fuck up and keep your hands
up bitches. Keep the TV volume where it’s at so no one will hear anything. You’re
going to do exactly as you are told to do and nothing else, understand?” Lacey
said with authority. “What the fuck do you want from us?” the Lieutenant asks
with some disrespect. Rachael slapped the Lieutenant across the face. “We are
in charge here now and you’ll follow orders. You two do know how to follow
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away with it. Why don’t you two just turn yourselves in?” the Major said
thinking of how too attack these two women. “Yes we will. What we want are your
military uniforms and lingerie underneath them and your car. Don’t do anything
stupid, like trying to attack us or will put you two down. We escaped and stole
a car and then it broke down and didn’t know how we could get out of here. That
is when you two fell right into our hands, a perfect disguise to escape in. Two
military uniforms and a good car. Now you two are going to start stripping
completely nude and no tricks or staling! Come on, move it, get naked!” Lacey
demanded pulling back the hammer on her gun and waiving it at the Major and
Rachael did the same at the Lieutenant too start stripping. “You can’t have our
uniforms or car. OK, we’re doing it. No need to shoot us. All we wanted to do
is to help you two out. Now you’re going treat us like this. Take our uniforms
and car.” the Lieutenant replied slipping off her dress shoes and unbutton her
Khaki C/T blouse. The Major slipped off her dress shoes as well and started to
unbutton her jacket. “Next time you two Lesbos think about picking up two women
to have a one night stand with, be sure they aren’t packing heat. I do think
we’ll get away with it no problem at all. The authorities are looking for two
escape women in prison issue clothes, not two women in military uniforms. Now
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due back at the Pentagon tomorrow and we don’t show up, someone will come
looking for us. You two will never ever get away with this.” the Major replied
as she took off her jacket. The Lieutenant pulled out her blouse from her Khaki
C/T skirt and took it off. “Fold them nice and neat ladies. Place everything on
the bed behind you.” The Major and Lieutenant complied with the orders. “What
you two in for, shoplifting? You don’t have the brains to pull something big
off.” The Lieutenant said unbuckling her Khaki belt. The Major pulled off her
neck tab and then unbutton her light blue blouse. “We are in for murder of two stuck
up boy friend stealing whores and just think we fooled you two stupid military
women. OH, we have to help the damsels in distress. Now thanks to you two
stupid military women, we have a way out. Come on whores, hurry up and finish
stripping. We still have to tie you two up yet and get ready, we don’t have all
day.” Lacey said as she watched the major remove her blouse and folded it up
neatly and placed it on top of the jacket. The Lieutenant removed her belt,
placed it on the bed and unfastens the outer clasp and unzipped the zipper on
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authorities caught you two once they’ll catch you two again. This time you’ll
have kidnapping charges and federal charges as well. So who are the two stupid
women now?” the Major replied as she unfastens the outer clasp and unzipped the
zipper on her dark blue knee length skirt. The Lieutenant pulled down her knee
length Khaki C/T skirt and took it off. Lacey and Rachael laughed at the two
military women. “Oh really, how is that going to happened since you two aren’t
due back until Monday morning. I saw your schedules on the fridge, dumb ass. So
I don’t think anyone would even notice until it is too late. So you dumb fucken
bitch remove the rest and just shut the fuck up.” Lacey replied as she watched
the major pulling off her skirt and folding it up neatly. Just like the
Lieutenant had done a few seconds before her, she placed it on the bed. Now
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“OH you think you two are getting away with this. I
don’t think so. The authorities will find you two and put your sorry asses away
for life.” The Lieutenant said pulling up her satin / lace light brown slip as
the Major was pulling up her light and dark blue satin / lace slip. Both
military women took off the slips, folded them up and placed them neatly on the
bed. “Yes we are whose being forced to strip nude at gun point, certainly not
us. Hurry up ladies, take off the rest. Bras, panties, garter belts and nylons.
We want to feel your body heat still inside them when we put them on our
bodies. COME ON MOVE IT!” Rachael demanded from the two military women who now
realized that the two women forcing them at gun point to strip nude would get
away with impersonating them as the two military women unfastens the hooks on
their satin / lace bras. Lacey and Rachael watched as the Major removed the
light blue satin / lace bra placing it on the bed and the Lieutenant took off her
light brown satin / lace bra as well placing it on the bed. “You two must get
off doing this to other women. Wearing another woman’s panties isn’t very safe
thing to do and it’s nasty as well. I hope you two catch a STD or something.
That will teach both of you.” The Major said as she and the Lieutenant
unfastens the nude color thigh high nylons from their garter belts. “We’ll take
that chance anytime just to rub it into women as they are forced to strip nude
and sit there all tied up and gagged watching another pair of women put on and
dress in their lingerie and military uniforms, knowing that they can’t do a
thing about it. Just sit there and watch. Mad as hell knowing that their body
heat and scent from their Virginia’s is being replaced inside the cotton crotch
of their panties with another woman’s body heat and scent. So soon you two will
know how that feels and watch two dominant females get dressed into your
lingerie and military uniforms.” Lacey said as she watched the two military
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belt on the bed just as the Lieutenant placed her light brown satin / lace
garter belt on the bed. Now each woman started to slide down the nude color
silky smooth thigh high nylons from their legs. “Well I still hope you two
still get something, besides my scent will always be in my panties bitch.” the
Lieutenant replied as she took off her right thigh high nylon, placing it on
the bed as did the Major. They started slide the left one down their legs.
Taking them off and placing them on the bed as well. “OK ladies, now for those
satin string bikini panties. Let’s see those woman hoods you two got. Don’t be
shy; we sure won’t be when we get dressed in front of you two. We can’t wait to
wear them and the rest. NOW HURRY UP!” Rachael said as she and Lacey watch the
last thing come off the two military women, who now placed a light brown pair
of satin string bikini panties and a light blue pair of satin string bikini
panties on the bed. “Now what?” the Major asks as she and the Lieutenant put up
their hands standing completely nude. “Rachael gets those two metal chairs and
put them behind our so called proud military women here.” Lacey told Rachael as
she had the two military women covered with two guns. Rachael placed the chairs
behind the Major and the Lieutenant who felt them on the back of their legs. It
was now apparent to the Major and the Lieutenant that the two escape female
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and clasp your hands palm to palm. HURRY UP! Rachael watches these two while I
tie up their wrists and ankles and get them secure. If they make a move, shoot
them.” Lacey said as she handed her gun to Rachael and then took out rope from
their back packs. “No, no, no, no, this can’t be happening. Please god no.”
said the Major as she felt her wrists being pulled up and nylon rope being
wrapped them extremely tight. “OH yes, yes, yes, yes it is happening honey.
There’s nothing you can do about it, so just enjoy it and be thankful you two
aren’t dead.” Lacey said as she knotted off the rope around the Major’s wrists.
She started tie the Lieutenant’s wrists and the Lieutenant winched in pain.
“Owe, owe, owe that hurts. Not so tight please. OWE, hey not so tight.” the
Lieutenant complained as the rope was knotted off extremely tight as well. Both
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woman. Lacey took some more rope and wrapped the Major’s ankles to the steel
legs of the chair, the left one first then the right one. Both were tied
extremely tight as the Major winched in pain as the ropes were knotted off.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch that really hurts. You really don’t have to tie us up this
tight.” The Major said with a painful expression on her face. “It’s supposed to
be tight so you two don’t get away any raise the alarm. I think you two are enjoying
this anyway. Now it’s your turn sweet thing. Nice and secure that is the way we
love our women.” Rachael said as she watched the Lieutenant get her ankles tied
extremely tight to the steel legs of the chair. “Owe, owe, owe why are you
tying me up so tight?” the Lieutenant said as the ropes were knotted to secure
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“There we are, all nice and secure. Now we can get
down to business getting undressed and have some more fun finishing tying them
up and then getting dressed in our newly acquired military uniforms.” Lacey
said as she walked over and grabbed Rachael’s tight pert ass. “Um, I think you
got that right.” Replied Rachael as she grabbed Lacey’s tight pert ass and gave
her a hot passionate kiss. “Let us go you psycho bitches.” The major screamed
as she tugged on her ropes. “No I don’t think so. Now you two stupid military
women can be good little girls, sit there and watch us get undressed.” Lacey said
as her and Rachael started to remove their raggy looking stolen clothes. “I
think it’s time to shut them up so we can get ready in peace.” Rachael said to
Lacey as she removed her jacket and white tang top. “Just take what you want
and go.” The Lieutenant said as she moved in her chair trying to loosen up the
ropes. “We’ll get undress, then we can gag them and finish tying them up.”
Rachael said as she and Lacey pulled down their skirts and pulled off their
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panties into a ball, grab two knotted dirty nylon slips and walk over towards
them after putting the knotted slips into their vaginas. “What are you two
planning on doing with those?” the major asks, but she already knew the answer
to the question. “Well to help keep you two quiet and give you a taste of what
two real dominant females taste like.” Lacey replied as pinched the major’s
nose and tried to stuff in her panties and the major clinched her teeth.
Rachael pinched the Lieutenant’s nose and shoved her panties into the
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she felt Rachael’s panties go into her mouth. “There you go all nice and tasty
just for you honey.” Rachael said as she pulled out the knotted slip from her
virgina and put that inside the Lieutenant’s mouth and then tied it off in the
back, pushing her tongue and the panties back further, silencing the
Lieutenant. “Come on honey open up and taste my panties that I’ve been wearing
for the last two days. Your friend over there just did and she likes the taste
of another woman’s panties.” Lacey said as the Major took a breath and Lacey
shoved in her nice and tasty white nylon panties. “NNNNNOOOOOOO, MMMPPPHHH!”
came from the Major as she tasted the panties as they went in. Lacey pulled out
the knotted slip from her virgina and put that in pushing the panties and
tongue to the back of the Major’s mouth, effectively silencing her. Lacey tied
it off at the back of the Major’s head. “Now all nice and quiet, let’s finish
tying these two women up and get ready.” Lacey said to Rachael as she walked
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together extremely tight and did the knees. The Major and the Lieutenant
screamed in pain through their gags as the ropes where pulled tight and knotted
off. “Come on ladies, you know you two like it nice and tight.” Lacey said with
laughter in her voice adding more insult to the women being tied up.
“MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two military women as a sort of protest. “Awe, are
we getting upset about this or do you two want the ropes tighter?” Rachael asks
as she and Lacey grabbed some more rope. She and Lacey wrapped more rope around
the wrists and the waist securing the women’s wrists to the metal chair. Then
they did the same thing to the elbows and the lower chest effectively securing
the two women to the metal chairs. Both military women let out painful screams
through their panty gags, but these were ignored by the two women tying them
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across the back and tied it off in the front between the women’s breasts,
squeezing them. This made the Major and the Lieutenant scream in extreme pain
and discomfort. This made Lacey and Rachael smile and laugh a little. “Well I
see that they really do like it, but just one more thing to do.” Lacey said as
she and Rachael admired their rope work and then picked up some 3 inch wide
foam tape. They wrapped the foam tape around the Major’s and the Lieutenant’s lower
jaws and head four times, silencing any more cries for help. Nothing more than
muffle sounds came from the two tied up military women who could now only watch
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she grabbed Lacey’s hand and led her into the master bathroom. The two tied up
military women started to pull and tug on their bondage moaning as they did,
but to no avail. In 45 minutes the two escaped women emerged from the shower
and strutted over to the two tied up military women who were tired from trying
to free themselves and turned them around so they could watch the two escapees
get dressed into the lingerie and military uniforms that they were wearing an
hour ago. Lacey who had dyed her hair blond and Rachael picked up the satin /
lace bras off the bed and slipped them on, fastening the hooks on the back.
“MMMPPPHHH!” came from the major and the lieutenant as they watched in horror
knowing that they would be now forced to watch two women get dressed and escape
by impersonating them as military officers. “Told you two to be quiet and enjoy
the show. There’s nothing you two can do about it anyways.” Lacey said as she
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Nice fit and the bras feel really good too. Now
for the garter belts and nylons.” Rachael said as she and Lacey picked up the
satin / lace garter belts and put them on, fastening the hooks. They picked up
the nude thigh high nylons and slipped them on. The right leg first and then
the left one, rubbing their legs to smooth out the wrinkles. “MMMPPPHHH!” came
from the military women as they watched the two imposters connect the thigh
high nylons to the garter belts. Next came the satin string bikini panties.
“Now time to take a whiff, um not too bad how about yours?” Lacey asks Rachael
as she took a whiff from the Lieutenants. “The Lieutenant’s panties aren’t too
bad either. Well it’s time for our dominant scent to be in them instead.”
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responded with anger through their gags as they heard the two escaped women
talk about wearing their panties and filling the cotton crotch with their
vaginal scent. “Now your panties will have our dominant scent in them and
there’s nothing you two tied up military women can do about it. I just love the
satin / lace slips, really nice matching colors too.” Lace said rubbing it into
the two tied up military women as she and Rachael picked up the two satin /
lace slips off the bed and put them on, letting the slips fall over their upper
bodies. They adjusted the straps for a better fit and picked up the skirts.
Both skirts were made out of C/T fabric and had a matching color nylon liner.
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as they watched the two escaped women get closer to finally getting dressed
fully in their uniforms. “They haven’t got a clue do they? I mean just think
about it, no one would suspect us as two escaped prisoners wearing their
military uniforms.” Rachael said as she and Lacey picked up the blouses and
slipping them on. They buttoned up the blouses and Rachael tucked hers in along
with the light brown satin / lace slip. Rachael zipped up the zipper and
fastens the outer clasp, while Lace tucked in the bottom half of the full satin
/ lace slip and zipped up the zipper and closed the outer clasp. Lacey pulled
down the light blue blouse down and then grabbed the neck tab. Rachael slipped
on the patient leather shinny black dress shoes with a 3 inch heels on them and
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rubbed it into the tied up military women. “Well how do I and my partner look
in our military uniforms?” Rachael asks as she watched Lacey slip on the black
patent leather shinny dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. Finally Lacey
picked up the matching dark blue jacket and slipped it on. Standing in front of
the major buttoning up the four buttons very slowly, smiling as she did each
button, just another way to rub it into the tied up major as she sat there in
despair tied up and panty gagged. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two tied up
military women with anger as they now saw the two escape women almost completed
their transformation. “Now we need to do our hair and makeup and then pack a
suit case.” Lacey said as she and Rachael sat down at makeup tables the women
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">After they got done with their hair, makeup and
putting on some perfume, they grabbed two suit cases and filled them up with
extra uniforms, lingerie, dresses, shoes and bathing suites. With this done the
two escaped women were now ready to leave and escape down south in their new
military disguises thanks to two stupid naive lesbian military women who
decided to stop and offer help, may be getting lucky and getting laid as
payment in return. Instead being forced to strip nude, tied up, panty gagged
and watched as two escaped women took a shower, do their hair and makeup and
then put on the lingerie and military uniforms on impersonating them as the
escaped the authorities. There was nothing that the two tied up military women
could do about it, the cotton crotch in their satin string bikini panties now
had the imposters scent in them. They took even more satin string panties when
the two imposters packed their suit cases up. All the two tied up military
women could do was offer muffled protest through their well packed panty gagged
mouths. Tasting the two imposter’s vaginas as the panties and knotted slips
filled their mouths and was soaked in their saliva. Now all they could do was
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Well ladies we would love to stick around and
chat, but we have to go. Thanks a million for picking us up and especially the
military uniforms. Sorry you two won’t be able to make it to the Pentagon on
Monday; we’ll just tell everyone that you got yourselves all tied up! Tah, Tah
and enjoy yourselves.” Lacey said as she and Rachael picked up the suite cases
and left. “Bye, Bye.” Rachael said as she and Lacey blew kisses and closed the
door. All they heard from the two tied up military women was muffled protest
“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” coming from the women as they
watched the bedroom lights get turned off and the door closed. Lacey and
Rachael walked down to the kitchen, grabbed the dress covers, purses and the
car keys and left. As the two imposters headed out the two tied up military
women pulled at the ropes holding them to the metal chairs. The two imposters
did a really great job tying them up. Their extremities were turning blue do to
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the Major’s house, pulled in and went inside. “Let’s go and untie those two
quickly before their arms and legs fall off.” Lacey said to Rachael as they set
down the Chinese takeout and wine on the table. They grabbed a couple of
kitchen knives and went up stairs to the master bedroom. The door opened and
Lacey and Rachael started to cut the Major and the Lieutenant loose.
“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two women who had a
sign of relief on their faces. “Sorry for taking so long, dam restaurant was
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to their extremities. After their hands were free both women worked on their
gags, while Lacey and Rachael cut the ropes holding the legs. After the Major
and the Lieutenant got their gags off, they coughed and chocked a little.
“Thanks ladies for coming back. We thought you two weren’t coming back, it
seemed like forever.” The major said as her and the Lieutenant began rubbing
their arms and legs. “I’m glad we made it back in time before your arms and
legs fell off.” Rachael said as she started to rub the Lieutenant’s extremities.
“Thanks. I think the ropes were too tight. Maybe next time we’ll keep them a
little loose for the roll playing.” The Lieutenant said being glad just to have
the blood flowing again and being untied. “I think we could all agree on that.
Someone could get really hurt. Are you two sure you are ok?” Rachael said with
concern. “Oh yea is anybody hungry? We have some Chinese takeout and some wine
down stairs.” Lacey said helping the Major up. “That sounds good. You two did a
great job and really look great in military uniforms.” The major said putting
on a red satin robe. “You two sure do.” The lieutenant said getting out of the
metal chair. She put on a purple robe and all four women headed down stairs to
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go over the details for the next roll playing game tomorrow night.” The major
said as the four women ate the Chinese takeout and drank some wine. “Sounds
good, well here’s too our first roll playing game success.” Lacey said as she
toasted to the success. “Here, here, here.” The other three women said in
unison. “Well I know now what it’s like to be forced to strip nude and be tied
up by another woman. Tell you the truth. I liked it very much and my fantasy
came true. I mean watching Rachael getting dressed in my bra and panties was
the real turn on for me. Seeing how the satin slip and uniform moved on her
body was great.” The Lieutenant said as she rubbed her Pussy and licked her
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Yes it was. Being forced to watch another woman
putting on your lingerie and uniform and knowing you’re powerless to do
anything about it. For me it knew lacey was going to have her hot juicy scent
soak into the cotton crotch of my satin panties. Knowing at that moment she now
owned the panties I was wearing just a short time ago. That is what I really
loved about it, but my fantasy came true as well. Thanks ladies. Tomorrow night
we’ll reverse the rolls and tie you two up.” The major said rubbing Lacey’s
silky smooth covered nylon legs. “How about we take up this wine up to the
bedrooms and you two ladies can help us get out of these military uniforms and
lingerie. All four women refilled their glasses and headed back up stairs, each
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showers and Lacey and Rachael got ready as the two military women too be tied
up as Rebecca and Jessica got ready as the two women on the run from the law.
Lacey and Rachael put on new matching sets of bras and panties. The same colors
as Rebecca and Jessica had on yesterday. Being lesbian lovers each had clothes,
lingerie and uniforms over at each other places. This was soon to change as
Jessica’s rental lease was up at the end of the month and she would move into
Rebecca’s place. “Wow, I really like dressing up a bad girl from the wrong side
of the tracks.” Rebecca said as she put on the jean jacket and picked up the
black back pack filled with white nylon rope, foam tape and a fake gun. Jessica
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Jessica headed out to a place and relax for a while as Lacey and Rachael now
dressed as two female military officers headed to the mall to do some shopping
until the role playing game started. They would stay in contact until the
start. Lacey and Rachael instead of heading to the mall headed to the safe
house and down loaded the past few days and watch the video of yesterday’s
events. Alyssa and Stacey watched Rebecca’s and Jessica’s reactions to what was
happening. Both liked what they saw and decided that the last role playing game
each woman would not be untied, but instead knockout by chloroform, stripped
nude, tied up, panty gagged and impersonated. At this time they would bring
their mask equipment and voice modulators to fulfill the mission and get the
information required. This would be about next weekend but the games would be
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(Rachael) were heading back to the house and Rebecca and Jessica were inside
the Major’s house waiting to start the role playing game. Unknown to the real
major and Lieutenant their every move was being monitored by Alyssa and Stacey.
As they drove back to the Major’s house Lacey and Rachael went over the final
details and so did Rebecca and Jessica. Soon the game would begin and the fun
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">It was 1700 hours and it was a long day for two
military women that worked at the Pentagon, an Air Force Major and a U S Navy
Lieutenant. Both were lesbians and lovers as well. They met while working at
Pearl Harbor, HI. Now both stationed at the Pentagon and working very hard in
the military’s top facility. They just got done with another hard day’s work
and were heading home to relax and enjoy each other’s company. They ignored the
news reports that had breaking news but the last bit about two women who had
escaped a state prison just north of Washington DC. Neither was concerned as
the two military women thought the two escape women wouldn’t be in the D C
area. Little did they know or realize that they were wrong and soon would find
out the hard way not to ignore TV or news bulletins. They arrived home and
pulled into the garage. Nothing seemed out of place in the two story house with
a basement and game room down stairs. The major Named Lacey pulled the car into
the garage and shut off the engine. She clicked the garage door opener and the
garage door closed. The two military women went inside and the U S Navy
Lieutenant named Rachael went to the bathroom by the down stairs office. Lacey
came in carrying their dry cleaning and hung it up. Taking out two wine glasses
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owners or renters of the house or property but the two escape female prisoners.
Who earlier escaped the state prison by jumping into a laundry truck and then
came across a house that the owners were not at home. They broke in and looked
around, got something to eat and found two hand guns, rope and foam tape along
with two black military issue back packs. The house was owned by two women in
the U S Military and must be lovers, because only one bedroom was used and the
four large walk-in closets were filled with the wardrobe of these two women in
military uniform. They got into the house 20 minutes before the current owners
got home and now were in hiding after they heard someone coming in. They decide
to hide while seeing what the two military women would do next, knowing that
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out of the bathroom. Neither woman noticed dirty dishes in the sink as their
minds were on something else much more personal, like sex. Little did the two
mindless military women realize that they were heading into an ambush from two
desperate women that badly needed what they had on, their military uniforms and
what they wore underneath them? They also didn’t see that they were being
watched like a hawk from a crack in a door from one of the spare bedrooms.
Rachael had the bottle of wine in her hand and waited for Lacey to open the
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that they would want to wear another woman’s bra or panties, especially after
the woman had worn them all day, but on certain occasions some women had no
choice but to wear another woman’s bra and panties and would in a heartbeat
when the situation meant they had too or really didn’t care, especially if they
were in a desperate situation and had too as when one woman would need to
assume another woman’s identity and take her place. The two women hiding inside
the spare bedroom were just this type of women. Except for the occasion that
the woman would need to barrow a dress, blouse, skirt or gown for a special occasion
from a female friend or relative but most women bought their own clothes to
wear. The two women watched their soon to be female military victims and needed
a change in clothes and lingerie nor did they care either on how they got them.
The two escape women would take another woman’s clothes by force killing them
if needed too. They wore no bras just t-shirts and white nylon prison issue
hipsters, nothing sexy or comfortable to wear just plain and simple underneath
their prison issue skirts and jackets. The two military women heading into the
bedroom were perfect targets and must be wearing allot better panties and
lingerie underneath their uniforms. These two escaped women certainly didn’t
care or worry about wearing another woman’s bra and panties. They were
desperate and needed two new disguises to escape and get through the road
blocks. Now as they watched the two military women go into the bedroom from the
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">As the little blond closed the door with her foot,
the taller blond turned on the TV and turned up the volume. The two escaped
women came out of the spare bedroom quietly and with guns drawn snuck up on the
master bedroom door. The tall blond escapee turned the handle and open the door
quickly with her gun pointed at the two shocked military women. “Hands up and
be quiet and do as you two are told and you’ll live to see tomorrow.” The tall
blond said with her gun pointed at both the military women. The shorter blond
came right in behind her pointing her gun at the smaller military woman. Both
raised their hands and stood in shock. “What the hell do you two want from us?
Just take what you want and leave.” The tall military woman asks. “You must
think we’re stupid or something like that, so we’re going need to get you two
stripped and tied up. We need your uniforms and lingerie underneath them, now
you two start stripping completely nude and no tricks. Hurry up we don’t have
all night.” The small blond escapee chimed in waiving her gun at the two
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“You got to be kidding us right? I’m not giving you
my uniform or lingerie. I’m not doing it I just won’t.” the smaller military
said standing her ground. “Do it or die. We’re already in for life for murdering
two socialites for their identities, so you two wouldn’t be such a great loss
or worry to the world. Do as you two are told and start getting naked.” The
tall escapee said cocking back the hammer on her hand gun; the smaller escapee
did the same. Seeing that they had no other choice but to comply, the two
military women started to remove their uniforms. “Fine we’re doing it ok; just
don’t do something stupid like pulling those triggers.” The tall military blond
said as she and the small military blond slipped off their black shinny patent
leather dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. “That is up to you two dumb ass
women. How we proceed is up to you. We can either tie you two up or bury you
two in the back yard. What is your choice? Either way is fine with us. Now
hurry up and stop stalling we need to get redressed in your lingerie and
uniforms.” The small escapee said licking her lips at the prospect of getting
something nice to wear. “You two must be the two women who escaped from prison
this morning. In for murdering to socialites for their identities so you two
could live a life or luxury. Got life without parole for it didn’t you? What
made you two do something like that?” the tall blond military woman asks as she
unbuttoned the buttons on her jacket and the smaller military woman unbuttoned
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“We were just sick and tired of watching other
women wearing very expensive dresses, skirts, blouses, gowns and jewels. We had
nothing like that busting our asses for penny’s while a bunch of stuck up
whores did what they wanted too. So when we saw two women who we looked liked
and then we decided to take their places for good and so we killed them.” The
tall escapee explained as she watched the taller military woman remove her dark
blue C/T jacket and the smaller one remove her blouse, laying them on the bed
neatly in two separate piles. “That is just sick; just too kill a couple of
women for what they had. You two got caught once and you two will get caught
again. You’ll never get away with this, besides we are expected at the Pentagon
tomorrow. Someone will notice that we didn’t show up.” The tall military woman
said as she removed her neck tie and unbuttoned the light blue blouse. The
small military woman unfastens the outer clasp and then unzipped the zipper on
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“You two might think it’s sick and twisted but we
saw something we wanted and took it and in the process took out two stuck
bitches that thought their shit didn’t stink. They found out the hard way, that
their money didn’t save their sorry asses from being murdered from two other
women who looked allot like them.” The small escapee said as she watched the
two military women continue to strip. The taller military woman removed her blouse
and laid it on top of the jacket. The smaller military woman removed her skirt
and neatly put it on top of the blouse. “Yes it is sick and twisted what you
two did too those two women. They didn’t do a single thing to you two. They got
married to a couple of rich guys that gave them the lives that they enjoyed. So
with your ignorance, you decided to end their lives for what, money, clothes or
just being a couple of lazy bitches.” The small military woman said as she
pulled up and removed the light brown satin / lace slip. The tall military
woman pulled down her dark blue C/T skirt and took it off. Both women placed
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Well aren’t we the tough little military woman.
We’ll see how tough you are after you’re stripped nude and tied up. We are not
the women being forced to take off our uniforms and lingerie at gun point,
besides you military women are supposes to be dominant females. You two don’t
look so dominant to me or my partner. We are for sure because we already killed
two women and just might kill two more.” The small escapee said watching the
small military woman unfasten the hooks on her light brown satin bra and remove
it, placing it on the pile. The tall military woman pulled up her half and half
satin / lace slip and took it off placing it on her pile. She unfastens the
hooks on her light blue satin bra and quickly removed it. She placed it on top
of the satin slip. “I don’t look at the world of women as if there are two
groups, dominant and non-dominant females, just sick ass women like you do. So
I guess you two want to do something like this and feel like your dominant, but
you’re really being stupid. This is a federal crime, kidnapping two military
officers, wearing their uniforms and impersonating them. You two will be in
isolation for ever or death row.” The tall military said as she and the small
military woman unfasten the thigh high silky smooth nude nylons from the
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“I don’t think so bitch. By the time anyone finds
you two we’ll be long gone and into another set of clothes. So you see it
doesn’t matter what you two inferior women say to us. We’ll take what we want
and leave on our happy way. Free as a bird and into two disguises that the
authorities won’t even notice us in thanks to you two.” The tall escapee said
as she watched the tall military woman unfasten the hooks on the light blue
garter belt and took it off and then placing it on the her pile. The small
escapee watched as well as the small military woman unfasten the hooks on her
light brown satin / lace garter belt and took it off placing it on her pile.
Then both military women started to remove the silky smooth thigh high nude
color nylons from their legs carefully as not to snag them. The right one came
off first and then the left one came off. The military placed the thigh high
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panties too? You don’t want to wear another woman’s panties; it’s sick and not
healthy.” The tall military said looking at the two escaped women with smiles
on their faces. “Well we sure do and we don’t mind wearing another woman’s
panties, especially if it means that the woman or women have too, they will
just to impersonate another woman or women. Give you an example: a woman stalks
and then knocks out a woman who is married to rich guy and her hubby saw what
panties she was wearing while getting dress to go out. Just to pass as her and
to impersonate her, she would have choice but to do it so she wouldn’t get
caught impersonating the wife. So you see ladies, let’s just take off those
satin panties to complete the impersonation of you two.” The tall escapee said
as she watched the tall military woman pull down the light blue satin string
bikini panties and then placing them on top of her uniform pile. The small
military woman did the same, pulling down the light brown satin string bikini
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Now what?” the military women asks in unison.
“Turn around, get on your knees and put your hands behind your backs. No tricks
or doing something stupid. Cross your legs and sit on them. Let’s go ladies me
and my partner want to get dressed in our lingerie and uniforms.” The tall
escapee said as she watched the two military women comply, while the smaller
escapee got the two black back packs and pulled out the white nylon rope to tie
up the two military women. “Cover them while I tie their wrists” the tall escapee
said as she got the rope ready. “You don’t have too tie us up or gag us. We
promise not to call the authorities.” The small military woman said as she
watched the Major have her wrists grabbed and pulled up to be tied. The tall
military winched in pain as the nylon rope was wrapped around her wrists. “Oh
yes we do. That way you two ladies won’t be able to notify the authorities that
two escaped women are now impersonating two female military officers.” Replied
the small escapee as the rope was knotted off. “Please don’t tie me up.” Came
from the small military woman as her wrists were grabbed, pulled up and rope
applied. The small military woman winched in pain as the rope was wrapped
around her wrists. “There you go, their hands are secured. Ok both of their
wrists are tied and now let’s finish tying them up.” The tall escapee told the
small escapee as the rope was knotted off and then small escapee put down her
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“This can’t be happening to us. Why are you doing
this to us? We have no beef with you two.” The tall military woman said as her
elbows were cinched together and knotted off. The small military woman had the
same thing happened to her. “Just cooperate and enjoy it while you answer my
questions. You two already our names from the TV Rebecca and Jessica, what are
you two names?” the tall escapee asks as she and the small escapee grabbed more
rope to wrap around the two military women’s upper torsos. “My name is Lacey
and I’m a Major in the US Air Force and this is Rachael a Lieutenant in the US
Navy.” The major replied as rope was wrapped around her upper torso, above the
breasts and then below the breast. The rope was then looped through the back
and under each arm pit. Finally back in front between the breasts and tied off
in the back pinching the Major’s breasts between the nylon rope as it was
pulled and knotted off in the back. The Major winch in pain as it was and the
Lieutenant did the same as it was done to her. Even more rope was used to
secure the arms to the torso at the wrist the rope was wrapped around the
women’s waist and then put through their vaginal areas and knotted off in the
front. The elbows were done in the same manner, securing the arms to the torso
and now it was time for the two escape women to tie up the ankles and legs of
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Thanks for the information, it will be very use
full to us and allot easier to impersonate you two. At least we’ll know the two
names of the two military women who gave us our ticket out of here. Now turn
around and sit on your butts, legs out front and no tricks.” Rebecca said as
she and Jessica watched the two military comply with her orders. “Ok we’re
doing it, our feet are numb. My arms and hands are going numb too. Knowing our
names aren’t going to help you two get away with this. The authorities will
find you both and you’ll go to jail for ever.” The Lieutenant said as rope was
being grabbed by the two escaped women. “Well we’ll just see about that won’t
we? We’re already getting away with it aren’t we? Talk all you two want because
soon you two will be gagged and silenced while we get dressed as you two.”
Jessica said as she wrapped the rope around the Lieutenant’s ankles and then
knotted off the rope. Rebecca did the same thing to the Major and then the two
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don’t we get undressed and get comfortable and then we can finish tying these
two up and gag them.” Rebecca said as she took off her prison issued jean
jacket. “That sounds good to me.” Jessica replied as she did the same. The
Major and Lieutenant watched as the two escaped female prisoners got undressed.
Next the t-shirts and then the skirts the women were wearing leaving them in
their prison issued white nylon hipsters. Not the kind of panties most young
women liked to wear to feel sexy in, but these two women felt if the situation
arises and the opportunity presented itself, they would take and wear another
woman’s panties in a heartbeat to feel sexy once again. “Late 70’s early 80’s
hipster panties made of cheap nylon tricot III material, just what you two and
all the female prisoners should wear in prison. It serves you two just right to
wear such granny panties for what you done.” The Major replied as she watched
the two escaped women knell down and grab more rope and then wrapped it around
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panties instead of our granny panties. Like I said before if the situation
presents itself or requires, most women will wear another woman’s panties in a
heartbeat. What we plan on doing with our panties should be more of a concern
to you Major and the Lieutenant and not whether we’ll be wear yours at all.”
Rebecca told the Major as she knotted off the rope above the knees and now
wrapped more around just below the knees. The Lieutenant had watched Jessica
finish securing the rope above her knees and then watched as Jessica wrapped
more rope just below her knees. It was quite evident that the two female
escaped prisoners would get away with this unspeakable deed by impersonating
them and getting away for good. “What do you two planning on doing with your
panties anyways?” the Lieutenant asks as the rope just below her and major’s
knees were knotted off. “There all tied up, that should hold you two. Oh don’t
you two military women worry about that you two are going to find out right
now.” Jessica replied as she and Rebecca stood up and pulled down their panties
in unison. After removing their white nylon panties they rolled them up, knelt
down and pulled out two old white nylon slips knotted in the middle. They
shoved the nylon knotted slips into their vaginas and got behind the major and
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military women they wiped their virginals with their balled up panties. “Open
up wide ladies and just make this allot easier on yourselves, besides our
Pussies taste great.” Rebecca said as she pinched the Major’s nose after the
major clinched her teeth shut and refused to open her mouth. The Lieutenant did
the same thing holding her breath as long as she could, but to no avail. Soon
both the Major and the Lieutenant had no choice but take a quick breath.
“Nnnnnnnooooooo, MMMPPPHHH!” came from both military women as the panties went
in and Rebecca’s and Jessica’s hands covered the military women’s mouths to
hold in the panties until the knotted slips were pulled out of the virginals of
the two escaped women and put into the military women’s mouths. The escaped
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are all tied up secured, gagged nice and quiet, the way it should be. Now to
make sure our panties don’t come out we’re going to wrap some foam tape around
your lower jaws to hold in those nice and sweet tasting panties of ours in your
mouths.” Replied Jessica as she and Rebecca grabbed two roles of 3 inch wide
white foam tape and wrapped it around the major’s and the lieutenant’s heads.
“MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two military women as protest as five good layers of
foam tape were wrapped the two military women’s heads securing the two escaped
women’s panties inside. “We’re almost done with securing you two. Let’s put
them against the bed post and secure them to the bed post and then secure their
knees to their chests.” Rebecca said as she and Jessica dragged the two
military women up against the bed post. They took more rope and secured their
torsos to the bed post and then secured the knees to their chests putting them
into a front hogtie position. As these were being done the two military women
let out muffled protests through their panty gags but to no avail “MMMPPPHHH!”
“There now we’re all done, time to take a shower and freshen up so we can get
dressed in OUR lingerie and uniforms.” Jessica said as the two military women
continued to protests but the protests were ignored by the two escaped women
who now picked up their guns got up and went into the bathroom to take a shower
while the two military pulled on their bondage to free themselves but to no
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from the bathroom showered, legs and pubic region shaved and they sat down at
the makeup tables and did up their hair, put on their makeup at the same makeup
tables that the two tied up military sat just this morning. A little perfume
was used and now both escaped women strutted over to the bed to get dressed
into the stolen lingerie and uniforms. “Well it’s time to get dressed in our
uniforms and then get out of here.” Rebecca said as her and Jessica picked up
the two bras from the uniform piles. They slipped them on and fastened the
hooks in the back and then adjusted the straps for a better fit. “MMMPPPHHH!”
came from the two military as they watched in horror two escaped prisoners putting
on their lingerie. “I hear that, so let’s not take too long to get ready. Hey
you two your bras fit really great.” Jessica replied as she and Rebecca picked
up the satin string bikini panties and stepping into them. They pulled them up
into place and grabbed the satin / lace garter belts. The two tied up military
women watched as the two imposters got dressed as quick as they could to leave
the scene of their latest crime. “MMMPPPHHH” came from the two tied up military
women as they pulled on their ropes trying to free themselves. The two
imposters fastened the hooks on the garter belts and picked up the silky smooth
thigh high nude nylons. They slipped on the right one first then slipped on the
left one and then fasten the nylons to the garter belts, next came the satin /
lace slips picking them up and slipping the slips over their heads and then
letting the satin slips fall over their upper torsos. “MMMPPPHHH!” kept coming
from the two tied up military women as they knew the two escaped women would defiantly
get away with impersonating them and escaping. Both imposters ignored the two
tied up military women’s muffled protests and continued to get dressed. “This
lingerie feels really good on my body, how about yours?” Rebecca said as they
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two imposters smiled down at their victims knowing the two tied up military
women couldn’t do anything about what was going on and then the two imposters
picked up the skirts and stepped into them. “It sure does and so do the
blouse.” Jessica said as they pulled the skirts up tucking in the slips and
blouses and then zipped up the zippers and fastens the outer clasps. Jessica
stepped into the dress shoes as did Rebecca. “MMMPPPHHH” kept coming from the
two tied up military who were now clearly the former owners of the lingerie and
uniforms that the two imposters stole at gun point. Rebecca grabbed the neck
tie and put it on and then picked up the jacket slipping it on and buttoned up
the four buttons. Now both imposters were now completely dressed and ready to
leave. “This uniform feels and looks really great on me and so does yours.”
Rebecca said checking herself out in the sliding door mirror. “It sure does and
these two surely do look good in their ropes. Hey what you two think about how
we look in our uniforms?” Jessica said as her and Rebecca strutted and turned
around in front of the two tied up military women. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the very angry two tied up military women as
they were taunted by the two imposters as they watched the two new owners of
the uniforms they wore that morning parade around in them. “Well ladies we
would love to stick around and chat but we have to go. We’ll need to take some
extra clothes with us if you two don’t mind, but I don’t think you two won’t
need the clothes in the near future anyways.” Jessica said standing in front of
the two tied up military women who now realized that the two imposters were
going to get their way and impersonate them. The two imposters left taking a
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The two imposters drove off and went south. After
about an hour Rebecca and Jessica returned with some Italian take out and some
wine. Both women proceeded right up stairs and knelt down to cut the ropes from
Lacey and Rachael. After about 10 minutes Lacey and Rachael were free from the
ropes. “Are you two alright?” Rebecca asks looking over the two. “Yep, we sure
are. It was better this time that the ropes weren’t so tight this time.” Lacey
said as she rubbed her wrists and ankles. “Good then we all agree on that. Give
you two a few moments to let the blood flow back into your arms and legs.”
Jessica said getting up and stretching. “Thanks, so what did you two get to eat
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two like Italian?” Rebecca said helping Lacey up and getting her a satin robe
to wear. Jessica gave Rachael one to wear as well. “Everybody ready to get
something to eat, I don’t know anyone else but I’m starving.” Lacey said
heading down stairs and the other three followed in suit. “I guess we are on
for next Friday? I think the next role playing game with should act as if me
and Rachael are spies, sneak in and use chloroform. What do you two think about
that scenario?” Lacey asks as she grabbed 4 plates and handed them out. “Hey
that sounds really great. A very nice twist to it, do you mean real chloroform
of a water soaked rag. If you ask me I rather have the real chloroform to used,
so that way we can make it more realistic as possible.” Rebecca responded as
she started to put the food on the plates. “Um real chloroform, can we make it
or can you buy it from some place?” Jessica asks as she purred the wine into
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computer or see where we can purchase it. It would be a really nice to do
another role playing game using it.” Rachael said setting up the napkins and
silver wear. “Ok why not sounds good to everyone? Here’s to our next role
playing game using chloroform.” Rebecca said as she raised her wine glass in a
toast. “Oh yea!” the other three women agreed to the toast raising their
glasses as well. “I found out that we don’t start our jobs until next week, so
until then we have the week off.” Lacey told the group as she ate her food.
“Well why you two just hang out here. Just go on Monday to your place and check
up on it and bring back some stuff for the week. How about it, sounds good to
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aren’t imposing on your two privacy.” Rachael said as she took a sip of her
wine. “No not at all, we really are enjoying this. It’s not too often that you
find two other women that like role playing games.” Rebecca said finishing up
her plate of food and drinking some more wine. “Yes it is nice to have two
other women with the same interest as you. I like the role playing games so far
and they are fun. Me and Rachael get to dress up in real military uniforms and
wear some really sexy lingerie and you two get to have your fantasies full
filed as well.” Lacey said drinking the rest of her wine and finishing her
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we clean up?” Jessica asks as she rinsed off the dishes and put them into the
dish washer. “Oh yea, that sounds really good to me, how about you two?”
Rachael asks as she helped Jessica. “That sounds good but we don’t have bathing
suites.” Lacey said getting up from the table. “Who said anything about wearing
bathing suites? We sit in the hot tub totally nude.” Rebecca replied as she
headed up stairs to get undressed. “That’s the way it should be, completely
naked.” Lacey replied as she followed Rebecca upstairs. Jessica and Rachael
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with Rebecca and Rachael slept with Jessica. When Sunday morning came around
Lacey and Rachael headed to their apartment a safe house as the two spies knew
now that next Friday would be the day that they would assume the two military
women’s identities for good. All of this was being caught on video and next
Friday would be a good day. During the week the two spies would get all the
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ahead of them next Friday when the role playing game would be for real? Alyssa
and Stacey couldn’t wait till next Friday came around. After knocking out the
two naïve military women, stripping them nude, tying them up and gagging them
they would finally show these two never pick up strange women in a club because
you never know who you would pick up. The two military women had two really
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(Stacey) went over to the major’s house to pick her up and then went over to
the Lieutenant’s house to pick her up as well. Lacey and Rachael dropped the
two military women off and would pick them up at 4 pm (1600 hours) and go back
to the Major’s house to enjoy the week ahead. This gave the two spies a good
chance to check out security and just to see who the Major and the Lieutenant
saw and talked to in the morning. The Major and the Lieutenant didn’t even seem
to notice that the two women that they met only a week ago were getting their
routines down and other important information about how they went about their
military lives. The major and the lieutenant were just to horny and blinded the
prospect of having sex all week long to notice that they were being set up by
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and the major got up to get ready to start her day and took a hot shower. After
she was done she came out sat down at her makeup table and did up her hair, put
on her makeup and a little perfume on. Little did she and the lieutenant
realize that this would be the last time they would ever put on their lingerie
and uniforms as she strutted over to the huge walk in closets to pick out the
uniform and lingerie to wear for the day. She would pick up the lieutenant on
the way to the Pentagon and would talk about what would happen today with the
other two women. The lieutenant awoke and got out of bed. She took a hot shower
and picked out her uniform for the day, her service dress white uniform which
meant that she would wear all white satin lingerie underneath. The major picked
out her service dress blue uniform, except she would wear a white satin slip,
white satin bra and American flag satin string panties underneath her uniform,
both military women would wear non-control top pantyhose. As both the major and
lieutenant were getting dressed the two spies were getting everything ready for
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get dressed as the slipped on their bras and then fasten the front closure.
They licked their lips as the two military slipped on the satin string panties
and pulling them up. Next was the non-control top nude pantyhose, each woman
smoothed the wrinkles out from each leg. They both grabbed the white satin /
lace slips and put them over their heads and letting them fall over their
torsos. After adjusting the straps, they picked up the blouse and slipped them
on. They buttoned up the buttons and then picked up the skirts. The women
stepped into the skirts and pulled them up tucking in the slips and the blouses
as they went. They zipped up the zippers and fasten the outer clasps on their
skirts. The major slipped on her patient leather shinny black dress shoes with
a 3 inch heel on them. The lieutenant slipped on a pair of white dress shoes
with a 3 inch heel on them. They grabbed their neck ties and put them on
looking in the mirror to make certain that they had them on correctly. Finally
the military women picked up the dress uniform jackets and standing in front of
the sliding mirror doors looking themselves over as they buttoned up the four
buttons. Satisfied at their appearance they grabbed their dress covers and
purses and headed down stairs. The major grabbed a cup of coffee before heading
over to the lieutenant’s house to pick her up. She locked up got into her car
and headed towards the lieutenant’s house. The lieutenant made a cup of coffee
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lieutenant’s drive and the lieutenant locked up and got into the major’s car.
The major backed out and drove off towards the Pentagon talking about what
would happen when they got done with work. As they talked Alyssa and Stacey
listen to every word that was being said. “I just can’t wait for work to over
today. I really do love them two women and for them playing the role playing
games with us.” The major said as she had a big smile on her face. “I know
right? I’m getting wet just thinking about it and my nipples are hard.” the
lieutenant replied as she rubbed her legs. The major had the windows down so
the cool morning air went up under the two military women skirts turning them
on even more. “I love watching Lacey putting on my bra and panties. She looks
hot in a military uniform and so does Rachael. I’m glad we found them two in
the club before any other women did. They certainly light up our sex lives.”
the major said as she felt her nipples get hard and her Pussy was getting wet.
“They sure do, can’t wait for tonight’s episode.” The lieutenant replied as she
took a sip of her coffee and it was now time to get her military I d out and
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">By the time they had reached the Pentagon, the
major and the lieutenant were hot and horny wanting the day to be over. Both
women went to their offices not really thinking of what they had done. The two
military women blinded by sex and role playing games let two unknown women into
their world that they didn’t even know and didn’t even realize that the two
women were taking in all of this to impersonate them for real and to steal
military secrets. The day went on and soon it was time to go home. Mean while Lacey
(Alyssa) and Rachael (Stacey) got their stuff ready and took it over to the
major’s house. The major gave Lacey a key to get in so her and Rachael could
wait for her and the lieutenant to get home. They got over their as soon as the
major and the lieutenant arrived at the Pentagon. During the day they set up
their holding cages and mask making machines in the spare bedroom. Everything
was ready and going according to plan and all they had to do is lay and wait
for their victims to walk right into the trap. Around 5 pm the major’s car
pulled into the driveway and the garage door opened. Lacey and Rachael heard
the car pull in and then the engine shut off. The garage door closed and they
heard the two military women get out and head inside through the kitchen. They
waited for this all day and couldn’t wait for this little role playing game to
start. The two military women felt the same way, but would feel differently
only if they knew the truth. The two horny military were only minutes away from
founding out what a big mistake it was to let two unknown women into their
military life. As the two military women headed upstairs the two imposters got
ready to pounce on them and have fun stripping the military women out of their
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The unsuspecting Major and Lieutenant opened the
bedroom door and went in. The two imposters snuck out of the spare bed room
quietly and went up to the master bedroom door. Peaking in Alyssa saw that the
two military women weren’t even paying attention as to who was outside the
master bedroom. The Major went into the walk in closet and the Lieutenant went
into the bathroom. Alyssa gave the ok too Stacey and they snuck into the master
bedroom and hide, Alyssa behind the walk in closet door and Stacey behind the
bathroom door. The Major came out from the walk in closet and Alyssa grabbed
her from behind and pinning the Major’s arms to her side. Before she could say
anything Alyssa put the chloroform soaked rag over the Major’s mouth and nose.
The Major struggled hard but to no avail. At that time the Lieutenant came out
from the bathroom “What the hell?” came from the Lieutenant as she saw her
lover getting attacked and that is when Stacey grabbed the Lieutenant from
behind pinning her arms to her side putting a chloroform soaked rag over her
mouth and nose. The Lieutenant fought hard but to no avail and soon both women
felt the effects of the chloroform and was knocked out cold in a few moments. Alyssa
and Stacey kept the rags in place for a few more minutes to make sure the
chloroform took effect and that the two military women wouldn’t wake up any
time soon. “Ok let’s get these two bitches stripped nude, tied up and panty
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out cold they removed the rags and started to strip their unsuspecting victims.
Alyssa and Stacey laid the two military women on the king size bed and removed
the dress shoes setting them on the floor. Next they unbuttoned the jackets and
then sat the unconscious military women up and removed the jackets. They sat
them aside and removed the neck tab ties setting them aside as well. Letting
their victims fall back onto the bed they unbuttoned the buttons on the blouses
and slide the arms out. Picking up the women again Alyssa and Stacey slide the
blouses from underneath their victims and setting them aside. They then
unfasten the outer clasp of the skirts and then unzipped the zippers. Alyssa
and Stacey then pulled down the C/T skirts sliding them off and placing them on
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the sexy lingerie that the two women put on that morning. They pulled up the
white satin / lace slips and sat the women up and removed the slips setting
them on top of the uniform piles. Next they unfasten the hooks on the two
mating white satin bras, removed them and sat them on top of the slips. They
let the two military women fall back onto the bed and pulled down the silky
smooth non control top pantyhose sliding them off carefully. They set these on
top of the pillows and then slid down the white satin string bikini panties.
Alyssa and Stacey could feel the warm moist heat rise from the military women
as they pulled down the panties. Once off they took a quick whiff and set them
on top of the uniform piles. “This defiantly feels good to do this too two
naïve cunts that were too busy thinking about sex than protecting their asses.”
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the king size bed stripped of the military uniforms and sexy lingerie they wore
so proudly. Alyssa and Stacey rolled the two women on their stomachs and got
the ropes from their back packs. “Ok now let’s get undressed.” Alyssa told
Stacey as she unzipped her zipper on her black nylon cat suit and Stacey nodded
in agreement and unzipped her zipper on hers. They removed their slip on shoes
and then removed their black nylon cat suits, pushing them to the back with
their right foot. They pulled down their white nylon hipster panties and balled
them up and inserted them into their vaginas. Completely nude Alyssa and Stacey
pulled out the rope that they would use to tie up the two military women and
set it on the bed. They pulled the Major’s and Lieutenant’s wrists behind their
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tight cutting off circulation. Next were the elbows these ropes were tied
extremely tight as well. They rolled the two women on their backs and then
grabbed some more rope. The ankles were tied extremely tight and then more rope
was tied above and below the knees extremely tight. “Ok help me sit the Major
bitch up and I’ll get more rope to tie the upper and lower arms to her body.”
Alyssa said as she grabbed more rope and sat the Major up. “Sounds good to me.”
Stacey replied as she held up the Major in a sitting position. Rope was wrapped
around the Major’s upper torso above and below the breasts and tied off in the
back. Another piece of rope was used to tie the breasts rope together in the
center and then under the arm pits squeezing the Major’s breasts together.
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the floor in front of the foot board. Alyssa pulled out the white nylon hipster
panties from her vagina and inserted them in the Major’s mouth. She then took
the white nylon half slip with a knot tied in the center and inserted that into
the Major’s mouth tying it off in the back of the neck securing the panties
inside. Now it was Stacey’s turn to finish tying up the Lieutenant. “Ok sit the
little cunt up while I get more rope.” Stacey told Alyssa as she grabbed more
rope. “Not a problem.” Alyssa replied as she sat the Lieutenant up. Just like
the Major rope was wrapped around the upper torso above and below the breasts.
Another piece was used the squeeze the Lieutenant’s breasts together starting
in the center and then wrapped under the arm pits tying the rope in the back.
Next rope was wrapped around the waist securing the wrists to the lower body
and then looped through the crotch and tied off in the front. The Lieutenant
was then taken off the bed and laid on the floor next to the Major. Stacey took
out the white nylon hipster panties and put them into the Lieutenant’s mouth.
The panties were followed by the white nylon half slip with a knot tied in the
center. This was put into the Lieutenant’s mouth and tied off in the back of
the Lieutenant’s neck securing the panties inside the Lieutenant’s mouth. Now
it was time to put the two military women into a hog tie. Alyssa and Stacey
rolled the military women onto their stomachs and then grabbed more rope. They
pulled the Major’s and the Lieutenant’s legs up and against the women’s pert
tight asses and tied rope around the ankles and around the waist securing the
two military women into a strict hog tie. With the two military women now tied
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pubic region and let a half inch wide strip down the middle. Stacey did the
same and dyed the half inch wide strip in her pubic region black. By the time
the two military women were coming too Alyssa and Stacey were putting on their
face masks. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two
military women when they finally came too and saw two women looking down at
them who were exact look alike them. “Well I see that our brave Major and
Lieutenant are finally awake. As you two cunts can see we are going to take
your places to steal some top secret information. This entire role playing gave
us a good idea and that we could away with it. We know everything about you two
and your routines to pull this off you dumb ass bitches.” Alyssa said standing
along with Stacey in a dominant stance over their prey. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came the reply from the two tied up women who now
realized their big mistake letting two strange women into their military world.
Lacey and Rachael if that were their real names duped the two military women
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Lacey and Rachael aren’t our real names but you
two cunts realize it now and it’s too late to do anything about it. Practice
makes perfect and we had allot of it thanks too you two naïve dumb ass bitches.
We can’t wait to go to the Pentagon on Monday as you two. It’s going to be fun
to pull it off and no one will be the wiser to us.” Stacey gloated as her and
Alyssa turned around and strutted over to the makeup tables. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>MMMPPPHHH!” came
angrily from the two military as they watched the two imposters go over to the
makeup tables and sat down nude on the benches that they used only just this
morning. The two tied up military women watched in horror as they saw the two
imposters do up their hair exactly like the Major and the Lieutenant. “I can’t
wait to wear the Air Force uniform at the Pentagon. The poor Major can’t do a
thing about it but watch as I impersonate her Monday at the Pentagon.” Alyssa
gloated and smirked as she applied the right amount of makeup onto her face
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coming from the tied up military women as they watched the two imposters get
ready. Hair, makeup and perfume all applied just right according to
regulations. All there was left was the sexy lingerie and uniforms to be put
onto the imposters who had the exact same faces as the two real military women
who were now tied up in a strict hog tie looking and watching. “I guess you two
wonder how we got our faces to be as exact as yours. Well it was so simple to
buy stuff off the internet these days. The fake skin feels and looks real so
that makeup and lipstick can be applied with no problems. I just can’t wait for
Monday to be here so I can really wear a real military uniform at the Pentagon.”
Stacey gloated as she and Alyssa strutted over to the bed to get dressed.
“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>MMMPPPHHH!” angrily kept coming from the tied up military women who’s
arms and legs were going numb from the lack of blood flow. The two imposters
did a real effective job tying them up and now the military women watched as
the two imposters picked up the satin string bikini panties from the uniform
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their hands rubbed their butt cheeks to get the feel of the soft satin on their
skin. “These panties feel really good against my ass. How about your panties?
How do the satin panties feel against you nice little tight ass?” Alyssa asks
Stacey as they picked up the matching satin bras. “They feel really great and
look great on both of us as well. I can’t wait to feel the satin slip against
my body.” Stacey replied with a smile on her face as she slipped on the satin
bra. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the tied up
military women in despair as they continued to watch the imposters enjoy
themselves getting dressed. “Now, now no need to get upset. You two were just
sex hungry lesbians with access to top secret information and very good lives
and yes we took advantage of it. So just lay there and be quiet while you two
tied up military women watch as two dominant females assume your identities,
your lives and take your place by impersonating you.” Alyssa rubbed it into the
military women as they watched the two imposters fasten the hooks on the satin
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very angry reply from both women as they pulled hard on the ropes that were tied
extremely tight around their bodies cutting off circulation. “Yep it sure is
going to feel good to have a great identity and life. Thanks ladies for getting
them started for us. We’re going to enjoy ourselves so much living your lives.
The money, cars, houses, wardrobes and yes the military uniforms and the sexy
lingerie that you wear underneath them." Stacey replied as she and Alyssa
pulled up carefully the silky smooth pantyhose into place letting the waist
band snap on their skin. They now smooth the pantyhose out and then picked up
the white satin / lace slips. They put their arms through the spaghetti straps
and put them over their heads, letting the satin slips fall over their torsos.
“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” kept coming from the two tied up
military women as they knew that the two imposters were enjoying every moment
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“This slip feels so good on my body and now for the
military uniform I’m going to enjoy wearing.” Alyssa said as she picked up the
light blue blouse and slipped her through the sleeves with a smile on her face.
“Yes it sure will feel great to wear a military uniform that another woman was
wearing. I just can’t thank the both of you for giving us the opportunity to do
it.” Stacey replied as she slipped her arms through the sleeves of the white
blouse. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” just kept coming from the
two dominated military women who really now regretted their decision to have
sex with these two psycho women who planned on impersonating them. They watched
the two imposters’ button up the buttons on the blouses and then pick up the
dark blue and the white C/T skirts with nylon liners inside them. “Well we’re
almost done getting our uniforms on and go out as a real Major in the U S Air
Force and a Lieutenant in the U S Navy.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey stepped
into the skirts and pulled them up as they tucked in the satin slips and
blouses. The two imposters zipped up the zippers and fasten the outer clasps.
Next they slipped on the dress shoes each with a 3 inch heel on them, the right
one first and then the left one. “The uniform does feel really good on me.”
Stacey said as she brushed down her dress white skirt as Alyssa brushed down
her dark blue skirt as well. The nylon liners made the feel of the satin slips
feel even better on their silky smoothed nylon covered legs as the satin and
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replied the two former owners of the uniforms as they watched the two imposters
pick up the neck tab ties and put them on. The two imposters looked into the
mirror to make sure that everything looked according to regs. “Everything looks
good and now for the jackets.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey returned to the
bed and picked up the jackets. As they slipped them on a furious “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two military women as they
pulled on their ropes as they watched the final step as the two imposters put
their arms through the sleeves of the dark blue and white C/T jackets with
matching nylon liners inside the jackets. The two imposters buttoned up the
four buttons and were now a U S Air Force Major and a US Navy Lieutenant
standing over the two tied up military women who were now the former owners of
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Well how do we look?” Alyssa asks the real major
as she and Stacey turned around in a circle in front of the tied up women and
then scooped down beside their prey.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from both tied up
women as they watched the skirt ride up the imposters’ legs and could see the
satin slip, crotch of the pantyhose and the satin panties underneath the skirt.
“Awe I think we’ll take as a yes you two really looks great and that they must
really do enjoy doing this and watching two other women get dressed into their
sexy lingerie and uniforms after being knocked out and tied up.” Stacey replied
with laughter in her voice as she and Alyssa took 3 inch wide foam tape and
wrapped four good layers around the Lieutenant’s and the Major’s heads to hold
the panty gags in and then rubbed the real military women bodies. Alyssa did
the same as she was enjoying the moment as well. “Well I think it’s time to put
you two into a couple of holding cages so that we can go out and enjoy our victory
over you two horny military women.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey got up put
away the extra rope and stuff and went to retrieve the cages. A minute later
both imposters rolled two cages into the master bedroom and opened the doors.
They dragged and pulled both women inside and locked up the cages. “Thanks for
the identities and the uniforms ladies. Sorry that you two can’t go out to the
club with us. We’ll just tell everyone that you two got yourselves all tied up,
Tah, Tah ladies!” Stacey said as she and Alyssa went down stairs to head out to
the club. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” kept coming from the
two tied up military women as they watched two imposters who looked exactly
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could to free themselves but to no avail as they heard the kitchen door leading
to the garage open. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the
two military women in despair as they now knew that the women that for over the
past week and a half tricked them into bondage games so that they could
impersonate them for real. Alyssa and Stacey went down stairs put on the dress
covers grabbed the purses and keys and headed into the garage. “This feels
great to go out as two other women?” Alyssa asks Stacey as they open the car
door and as Alyssa sat down in the driver’s seat she felt the sensation of the
satin slip and skirt ride up her legs. “It sure does and boy do we enjoy our
work or what?” Stacey replied as she sat down in the front passenger seat as
Stacey could feel the skirt and satin slip ride up her silky smooth covered
legs. “Yep we sure do don’t we my dear?” Alyssa replied back as she opened the
garage door and started the car. She backed the car out and closed the garage
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coming from the two tied up military women as they keep trying to free
themselves. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” as the Major and
Lieutenant Felt the extremely tight ropes dig further into their skin. Who ever
these two imposters were they did a great job tying them up. Soon they were
getting tired and weak from the struggle and the lack of blood flow soon took
its toll on the two tied up military women and they soon passed out. After 7
hours the two imposters soon came back and Alyssa opened the garage door and
pulled the car in. They got out and went into the kitchen took off their dress
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Alyssa turned on the light in the master bedroom.
“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came angrily from the two tied up
military women as they saw the two imposters walk in and gloat about their time
as them. “We had a really great time tonight. Nobody even thought about a
difference between two imposters and the real military currently tied up at the
Major’s house.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey knelt down beside the cages
holding the real military woman. The Major and Lieutenant watched the skirts
ride up on the silky smooth covered legs of the two imposters just like the
skirts did on their legs when she wore it and knelt down. “MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the real Major in discuss as she
knew the imposter was enjoying every moment of the impersonation. “Now now are
still upset about this. You two should have known that this could happen to you
two at any time. Picking up two strange women in a club and showing them what
you do for a living invites trouble and that is what exactly happened. We took
advantage of the situation to have a better life and new identities.” Stacey
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from the Lieutenant in discuss looking at the woman who now wore her sexy
lingerie and uniform and now will impersonate her every day from this moment on
and that she feels like she was happy to do it. “I think it’s time to get
undressed and knock these two back out again and enjoy the wine we bought in
the hot tub.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey got up to retrieve a couple of
syringes from their black back packs. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH!” in a begging sound that came from the real military women as they
watched the two imposters pull out two syringes from their black bags and walk
over to the cages. “Just a little pinch and soon you two will be asleep for
hours so you two won’t cause any trouble.” Alyssa as she opened the cage and
grabbed the Major’s hair pulling her head back and Stacey did the same thing to
the Lieutenant. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from both
women as the pain from the knockout sedative was ejected into their necks.
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wine.” said Alyssa as she and Stacey took off their uniforms. “That sounds
good.” Stacey replied as she and Alyssa now took off the sexy Lingerie. “Ok I’m
heading in and get the water hot.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey were now
completely nude and she went into the master bathroom. Stacey went quickly down
stairs and got the wine and two glasses. She headed back upstairs as Alyssa had
the hot tub started up and was now ready. “This is going to feel good.” Alyssa
said as she got in and Stacey poured two glasses of wine. “Yes it sure will.”
Stacey replied as she handed Alyssa a glass of wine and then got in. “Well here
is too our latest couple of conquest. May they be good sex slaves to who ever
buy them?” Alyssa said in a toast to Stacey holding up her glass of wine. “Here
here!” Stacey replied as she put her glass of wine against Alyssa’s and
acknowledge the toast. Alyssa then gave Stacey a very passionate kiss and the
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went to bed after checking on their unconscious prey. They had a really good
night sleep lying in the king size bed completely nude under red satin sheets
and satin comforter. By morning the sun had risen up and was Saturday and
Alyssa and Stacey strutted over to the cages and checked on their victims. The
Major and the Lieutenant started to come too. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH!” came the two military women who now knew it wasn’t a bad dream but
it was for real that two women knocked them out, stripped them nude, tied them
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Now now ladies it could be allot more worse than
it is. I mean we could have disposed of you two instead we decided you two will
be our sex slaves. What do you two think about that?” Alyssa said as she stood
up with a smile on her face. “Yes what do you two think about it, death or sex
slave?” Stacey said repeating the question with a smile on her face.
“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two tied up
military women in a “NO” motion shaking their heads. “I guess you two women
want to be sex slaves.” Alyssa said as she blew the two tied up women a kiss
and Stacey followed with a kiss of her own. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,
MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two women who now knew their fate would be. Well it
was better than death and at least they would get some kind of food and drink.
“We’ll we have to get dressed and go out to buy your new out fits that you’ll
be wearing.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey started to walk out. “Don’t go
anywhere ladies we’ll be back in a few.” Stacey said as she closed the door to the
master bedroom. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came angrily from
the two tied up women as they watched the two imposters walk out and closed the
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dressed they came back into the master bedroom wearing the women’s dresses that
the Major and the Lieutenant wore the night they picked up the two imposters.
“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the two tied up women
as they saw the two imposters wearing their dresses. “Time to put you two into
the spare bedroom for safe keeping, we don’t want you two thinking about
escaping and causing us any trouble.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey grabbed a
cage and pushed them down the hallway and into the spare bedroom. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH,
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inside and towards the walk in closets. “By the way we put locks on the sliding
doors to lock you two inside.” Stacey said as the Major was put into one and
the Lieutenant was put into the other one and the closet sliding doors were
closed and locked. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” was the only
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sex slave out fits for their dominated prey and headed back up stairs. Once
they got to the spare bedroom Alyssa and Stacey unlocked the sliding doors and
opened them up. They pulled out the cages and took out two syringes filled with
a mild sedative. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” came from the
two tied up women as the doors were opened and taken out. “Well ladies we have
the right sex slave out fits for you two but we have to knock you out to get
you properly dressed.” Alyssa said as she and Stacey pulled their prey’s hair
back and exposing their necks. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!”
came from the two women as the sedative went into their blood stream. Within a
few seconds the two tied up women were out cold. Alyssa and Stacey waited a few
more minutes before opening the cages and dragging their prey out. They cut the
ropes taking the women out of the hog tie and cut the breast and crotch ropes
as well. They cut the elbow and ropes around the knees. The color started to come
back into their victims’ arms and legs. They quickly applied the strap type sex
slave out fits to their sex slaves. Once the elbows and knees were secure they
did the wrists and ankles. Next came the neck collars and finally ball gags
with a half leather muzzle replaced the panty gags and tape. The two women were
put into a front hog tie but the leather straps permitted blood flow. Alyssa
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the first thing the two women could say as they realized that they were in a
leather strap type outfit and could actually feel their hands and feet. “We
told you that given a choice you two would rather be sex slaves rather than two
lifeless bodies buried somewhere.” Stacey said as she and Alyssa looked down at
their new sex slaves. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” in yes
motion came from the two sex slaves. “How about something to eat, you two must
be hungry? We’re going to remove the gags but any screaming for help or
questions will mean being knocked out and taken to a grave site in the woods do
you two understand us?” Alyssa asks as the two women nodded yes and then she
and Stacey removed the gags and the women waited to be feed. They quickly feed
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military women. They injected more sedative into the two new sex slaves and
soon the pick up team arrived and took the two to a training center to be
reprogrammed and now Alyssa and Stacey could now get down to business of
getting the required information. They reviewed all of the security inside the
two offices that the real Major and Lieutenant had at the Pentagon. They
decided to put on two bikini bathing suits and lay out for a few hours. They
ate and headed for bead. Tomorrow would be a big day for them and just like
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Alyssa and Stacey left for the Pentagon. They got up and took hot showers and
went over to the makeup table and did up their hair the same way as the real
major and Lieutenant did. Alyssa and Stacey applied the right amount of makeup
to their faces and lipstick was applied as well. Now it came the part of
dressing in the uniform. Alyssa dressed in the US Air Force dress blues and
Stacey dress in the U S Navy khaki uniform. Once dressed they headed out and
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doing the same. They went to lunch and came just like the two real military
would have. No one was any wiser to what was happening that vital information
was being copied and stolen right from their noses. By 1700 hours it was time
to put away the information, clean and lock up and head home for the day.
Alyssa and Stacey went to the safe house grabbed their suit cases and left for
Nevada. They would stop a couple of times at a hotel but really wanted to get
home. When they arrived they saw their latest additions to their ever
increasing wardrobes. It took a few more days than usual to go through
everything. The Major and the Lieutenant had bigger wardrobes than most women
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And then THIS came in my email : <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><br /> Important Update to Adult Content Policy on Blogger<br /> <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><br /> You are receiving this message because you are the admin of a blog hosted on Blogger which is identified to have Adult content.<br /><br /> Please be advised that on June 30th 2013, we will be updating our Content Policy to strictly prohibit the monetization of Adult content on Blogger. After June 30th 2013, we will be enforcing this policy and will remove blogs which are adult in nature and are displaying advertisements to adult websites.<br /><br /> If your adult blog currently has advertisements which are adult in nature, you should remove them as soon as possible as to avoid any potential Terms of Service violation and/or content removals.<br /><br /> Sincerely,<br /> The Blogger Team<br /><br /><b><i><span style="color: red;">So now after years of nothing, I have to wonder and worry about the opinion of some arbitrary anonymous babysitter as to whether or not my text links constitute "Adult advertisement", most likely because Blogger / Google doesn't think it's getting a piece of the pie. </span></i></b><br /><b><i><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></i></b> <b><i><span style="color: red;">Ridiculous.</span></i></b> </div>
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Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-1051145653405454832012-11-04T19:08:00.004-05:002012-11-04T19:09:10.903-05:00That is what Friends are for!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Friday was going to be a big day on the base. A Washington big wig was coming in and this would ruin Sarah’s plans of getaway on a cruise. “A D C big wig is going to ruined my plans for my vacation on a cruise ship.” Sarah said. “I don’t know what you could do about it, but just suck it up.” Allison replied with a smile. “I know a way, but only if you’re up to it. “ Sarah replied with a big smile. “What do you have in mind?” Allison asks, knowing what Sarah was up to but Allison was going to put her own plan into action. “Well I always knew that you always wanted to wear one of my uniforms for a couple of days. You’ve been to the base and my office. All you have to do is stand in the formation and then leave to enjoy the weekend as me in my uniform!” Sarah told Allison with sparkles in her eyes. “I don’t know, if I get caught I’ll go to jail.” Allison replied. “We have a week to get you ready, I need your help and besides that is what friends are for. Just think you’ll be me for a day and get to wear my uniform, not to mention my very expensive sexy lingerie. I’ll even let you keep a uniform and the matching lingerie as a gift.” Sarah told Allison. “I don’t know about this. I get to keep a uniform and lingerie or no deal!” Allison said sticking out her hand to shake on it. “Ok lets go, you may have to sign some paper work, so you’ll have to practice my signature. We’ll stop by a drug store and pick up some blond hair dye on the way home.” Sarah replied paying for the check. “Ok, sounds good to me.” Allison said following Sarah out of the restaurant.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Allison couldn’t believe that she was going to be able to pull this off and wear one of Sarah’s uniforms, but Sarah was being lured into a false sense of security by showing Allison what to do and how to do it. With this Allison could impersonate Sarah for good, this fit right into Allison’s plan. “Ok, here is $100 dollars to pick up the blond hair dye and you can keep the change.” Sarah said handing Allison a $100 dollar bill. “Ok, I’ll be right back.” Allison said getting out of the silver corvette and heading into the store. Sarah got out and got some spending some money for the week. Allison in addition to buying blond hair dye, she bought rope, 3 inch wide duct tape and an 18 inch crescent wrench. She put these in her purse and kept them out of sight from Sarah. This would be Allison’s best opportunity to be Sarah and she wasn’t going to waste it. Sarah came back and got into the corvette and they headed towards Sarah’s place. “I can’t thank you enough for doing this.” Sarah told Allison. “Not a problem. You’re making a dream come true, besides that is what friends are for.” Allison replied excited about what is to come.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">They arrived at Sarah’s house a big ranch style home with a huge basement with rooms down stairs to lock stuff up. Upstairs was 3 bedrooms and a huge master bedroom with huge walk-in closets and sliding mirrors as doors which could be locked from the outside for security. Sarah pulled into the 4 car garage and shut off the engine to the silver corvette and closed the garage door. They went inside and went into the kitchen. “Lets go up stairs. I have to show you what uniform you’ll have to wear next Friday.” Sarah said setting down her dress cover, purse and keys. “Good, can I pick out the lingerie?” Allison said getting excited. “Sure, just make sure everything is white. White under white uniforms and the khaki is any color, but I keep with similar colors underneath it.” Sarah said heading up to the large master bedroom. “Thanks, I can’t wait to see it.” Allison replied following Sarah up stairs. “You’ll have to wear a full dress white uniform for the ceremony next Friday.” Sarah said unlocking the mirror door to the huge walk-in closet. “I can’t wait to wear it.” Allison said licking her lips. “I’m for sure you can’t, but I need you to take off your clothes.” Sarah said grabbing the required uniform and bringing it out. Allison started to remove her clothes. “Down to my bra and panties?” Allison asks as she removed her slip on shoes, and then removed her sun dress. “I need you completely nude, so you can wear the matching lingerie as well.” Sarah said hanging up the white uniform. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Nice, where’s the lingerie?” Allison said taking off her nude color bra and matching hipster nylon panties. “The lingerie is over there and the satin slips are inside the walk-in closet.” Sarah said admiring her white uniform with her back turned towards Allison, which was a big mistake. “Ok great.” Allison said reaching into her purse and pulling out the 18 inch crescent wrench. Sarah didn’t see what Allison was doing because her mind was on her trip. Allison snuck up on Sarah from behind and with a very hard swing, connected with a solid blow to Sarah’s head. “UUUUHHHHH!!!” came from Sarah with a painful expression on her face as she hit the carpet floor hard. Sarah lay unconscious at Allison’s feet who now stood nude above her, looking down at her victim. “No thanks little rich stuck up bitch. I already know where everything is, thanks to you.” Allison said setting down the wrench on the bed and then knelt down beside Sarah to start stripping her nude. She removed the shiny black dress pumps with a 3 inch heel on them setting them aside. Next Allison pulled out the Khaki C/T blouse from the skirt and unbuttons it. She then pulled Sarah’s arms through the short sleeves and removed the blouse setting it aside. Allison rolled Sarah on her right side, unfastens the Khaki C/T belt and removed it setting it next to the dress shoes. Allison unfastens the outer clasp and unzipped the zipper on the Khaki C/T skirt in which when Sarah stood up came just above her knees. Which Allison loved about Sarah’s military skirts and couldn’t wait to experience herself. She pulled it down and off setting it on top of the blouse. The only thing now left was a light brown satin slip with matching satin bra and satin string bikini panties. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Allison pulled up the satin slip and removed it from Sarah’s body, then laid it on top of the skirt. She unfastens the front closure of the satin bra and removed it from Sarah’s body exposing her 35c breasts. She next carefully pulled down the non-control top skin tone pantyhose. Allison removed them and set them on the satin slip. She finally removed the satin string bikini panties by pulling them down and exposing Sarah’s woman hood. As Allison did this she could feel the hot moist heat rise up from Sarah’s pussy. Allison set them aside after taking a whiff of Sarah’s panties. Allison reached over and pulled out the white nylon rope from her purse and then rolled Sarah on her stomach. Allison wrapped pieces of duct tape around the white nylon rope and with a pair of scissors cut the required length she needed for tying up Sarah. She then grabbed her wrists and tied them extremely tight with white nylon rope cutting off all circulation to Sarah’s hands. Next came the elbows and with Allison pulling as hard as she could, tying them extremely tight as well. This made sure that Sarah would lose all blood flow to her lower arms. She rolled Sarah on her back and taking another piece of white nylon rope tied the ankles extremely tight, cutting off all blood flow as well. Allison grabbed 2 more pieces of rope and tied the knees extremely tight above and below the knees. This also cut off the blood flow. She sat Sarah up and taking another good length of rope, wrapped it around Sarah’s upper torso as tight as she could digging into the skin. Allison did 2 of these above and below Sarah’s breasts, cutting off the circulation in Sarah’s torso and arms. She repeated this at the elbows and wrists. She let Sarah fall back onto the carpet and watched her head bounce off the floor. Now for the gag, which Allison waded up her cheap nylon tricot tan panties, shoved them up her virgina, pulled them out and shoved them into Sarah’s mouth. She took the 3 inch wide duct tape and wrapped it around Sarah’s head 6 times, securing the panties inside. Allison rolled Sarah on her stomach again and taking the longest piece of white nylon rope put Sarah into a very strict hogtie and securing her victim but good. Allison could now start her transformation to become Sarah. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Allison gathered up the uniform and lingerie off the floor and laid it out properly across the bed which had satin sheets, pillow cases and comforter in pink. She put back the dress white uniform in the walk-in closet and locked it using a key. Satisfied that Sarah was not a threat or a danger of escaping or getting revenge on her, it was now time for Allison to dye her hair blond, shave her pubic region and assume her new identity. Allison shaved her legs, brunette pubic region leaving a ¾ inch wide strip down the middle, dyed and washed her hair, then washed her body using Sarah’s stuff. This made her feel good like she was a dominant female, knowing that she tricked another woman into a false sense of security to assume her identity for good. When Allison was done with shower, she came out strutting her nude body across the bedroom. She sat at the makeup table and did up her hair and makeup. Allison put on the same shade of lipstick and the same perfume as Sarah wore. She was getting done when Sarah was coming too. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from Sarah as she shook out the cob webs from her throbbing head. She quickly gathered what happened and why she couldn’t move or scream for help. “Well I see that we’re finally awake.” Who now stood over Sarah?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH!!!” came angrily from Sarah through her panty gag. “How do my panties taste? Thanks for letting me into your life. You made it easier for me to assume your identity and impersonate you. I was already practicing your signature and watching you for the past 3 years when you came up with idea. I already came up with mine on how to do it. The only thing I needed was a time and place to pull it off.” Allison said rubbing her right foot across Sarah’s firm breasts. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from a very angered Sarah as she tried to move away from her former friend. By now it was quite evident that Allison’s stringent rope work was doing its job as Allison could see that Sarah’s hands, feet, arms and legs where turning blue and going numb. Sarah still tried as hard as she could to loosen up the rope, but to no avail. “If you don’t mind I’m going to get dressed into my sexy lingerie and military uniform.” Allison said to the tied up Sarah who was looking up at the woman that was going to impersonate her. Sarah could see that Allison nipples where hard and sticking out as Allison reached for and picked up the light brown satin bra. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from Sarah as she watched in horror Allison slipping on the bra and fastens the front closure. Allison adjusted the straps and her breasts inside for a better fit. I know everything about your life, your ATM and credit card pin numbers, your bank account pin and passwords, even your passwords on your home computer and computers at work. I’ve practiced your signature so much that it is second nature to me. I’ll get away with it because I walk like you, talk like you, act like you and look like you in every way. Soon you’ll be out of the picture for good, besides there can’t be 2 of us around?” Allison said with an evil smirk on her face and an evil laugh on her voice. Allison picked up the matching light brown panties and stepped into them. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” replied Sarah as she watched the imposter pull up the light brown satin string bikini panties up and into place. Allison adjusted them and then picked up the skin tone non control top pantyhose. They felt silky smooth and would soon be on Allison’s freshly shaved smooth legs. Sarah watched the imposter continue to get dressed while still trying to free herself. “I can’t thank you enough for wanting me to take your place for a day, but I had other plans as you can see. I guess that is what friends are really for. To help out one another, but as you can see it can back fire on you.” Allison said gloating as she put on the nylons on her feet and pulled them up. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH!!!” Sarah replied shaking her head “NO” as she watched Allison smoothing out the pantyhose. She knew now that Allison was not her friend at all, but just another evil woman who was hell bent on getting a better life any way she could. “I really do love the silky smooth sexy expensive lingerie and how it feels on my body.” Allison told Sarah picking up the light brown satin slip off the bed. “MMMPPPHHH! MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from Sarah as she was still trying to free herself. “UUUMMM, I really love the feel of this slip. It’s going to look good on me. Thanks a million; I never had such nice and expensive stuff like this in my life. Thank you very much indeed.” Allison said slipping on the satin slip and letting it fall over her body. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from Sarah shaking her head “NO” rolling around on the carpet. “Hey, just be quiet and enjoy the show. I know that you’re trying hard to free yourself, but you won’t. I tied you up extremely tight and time is not on your side. It’s time for me to put on my military uniform.” Allison told Sarah mocking her tied up victim as she picked up the Khaki C/T blouse. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from Sarah angrily as she felt her body start to tingle from the lack of blood flow. She watched Allison slip on the Khaki blouse and button it up. “The blouse feels really good, now how about that skirt?” Allison said still mocking her victim picking up the Khaki C/T skirt and stepping into it. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from Sarah in disbelief as she watched Allison pull up the Khaki C/T skirt tucking in the satin slip and blouse. The imposter was now finishing getting dressed as she put on the Khaki C/T belt and fasten it. Finally the imposter Allison stepped into the shiny black dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Allison walked over to the mirror and looked herself over. “Dam don’t I look hot or what in uniform?” Allison said admiring herself in the mirror and gloating. ” MMMPPPHHH!!!” Sarah replied shaking her head in disbelief looking up at the imposter admiring herself. She now regretted asking Allison for her help and to be her for a day so she could go on a vacation cruise. She now knew that Allison had a different plan and executed it very well and one that she never saw coming. Sarah knew that she couldn’t anything about Allison impersonating her and started to whimper and cry through her panty gag. “I bet you’re regretting asking for me to do that little favor now, don’t you? That is why you’re crying like a little bitch. Well it’s time to go out, thanks for the uniform. I’ll tell everyone why you won’t make it next Friday because you got yourself all tied up. TAH, TAH and Night, Night.” Allison said as she bent down and hit Sarah on the head again knocking her out cold. Allison then wrapped Sarah inside a blanket then dragged Sarah into the other walk-in closet and locked it. Allison would now enjoy herself as Sarah and everything about Sarah’s life. Allison went to the base and worked a little as Sarah and everything went without a hitch. Allison couldn’t believe her luck that nobody noticed that the real Sarah was missing and that an imposter was in her place. She went home and went up stairs. Allison unlocked the door to the walk-in closet, and then brought in a large suite case to put Sarah in and take her down to the basement. Once this was completed, Allison went about her evening trying on the very satin gowns, dresses and lingerie. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">On Saturday and Sunday Allison dug a nice grave in a patch of woods on Sarah’s property. This was a good site for Allison to keep a close watch on the body as it decomposes. The next week went very well without anything going wrong. Sarah (Allison) was told not to worry about being at the ceremony on Friday and with that information she would be going on the vacation cruise. She managed to clear out her apartment during the week and dug a grave to put the real Sarah in. It was Thursday and Sarah (Allison) was on vacation. When she got home, she changed out of her uniform and lingerie. She was now completely nude and went down to the basement. She unlocked the door and opened the suite case. The real Sarah was weak, battered, bruised and almost dead. Allison took a wire hanger and wrapped it around Sarah’s neck. Sarah struggled a little and within a few minutes was dead. Allison cut the ropes away leaving the wire around Sarah’s neck. Allison dragged Sarah into the rinse tub, took out a surgical instrument and cut out Sarah’s uterus and ovaries. She placed it inside a jar filled with embalming fluid to preserve it. Allison wrapped Sarah’s body in a white sheet and put her back into the large suite case. She dragged it upstairs and into the garage by the back door. She went and put on an old pair of blue jeans and slips on shoes. She then put Sarah’s body inside a wheel barrel and moved it to the burial site in the woods. She dumped Sarah’s body into the grave and covered it up. Once the dirt was in place, Allison covered the grave up with branches and leaves to hide it. To the observer it would look like a compost of decaying leaves, grass and braches. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Allison enjoyed her vacation cruise and when she came home enjoyed her life as Sarah Peterson, Lieutenant, U S Navy. She was able to spend money like she never had before and had access to the millions of dollars. After about a year, Sarah (Allison) was promoted to Lieutenant Commander and looked still hot as hell. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-78253846467573091752012-10-29T12:52:00.002-04:002012-11-04T20:32:59.364-05:00An Uninvited Guest!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Thanks for the Uniform Series!!! - </span><u>An Uninvited Guest!<o:p></o:p></u></span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A 24 year old brunette just found out that the Army base commander was having a formal party at a hotel down town. Everybody was invited Military members, wives and husbands of military members but no one else, not even if you where dating or engaged. This really pissed off Nancy Smith. She knew that her boyfriend would be around allot of single women in uniform. Something he really liked and already had sex with a few of the women on base. One woman in particular was 24 year old blond named Stacey Steele, a real looker with a hot body that would take any man if she wanted too. Nancy’s boyfriend strayed now and then especially with this one named Stacey. Nancy knew her boyfriend treated her like a booty call when women on the base weren’t available.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Both had very similar looks, same height, weight, eye color but the only difference was Nancy had black hair and Stacey had blond hair, other than that the two women were identical. Nancy knew that Stacey wore very expensive silk and satin lingerie underneath her uniform. She also shook her ass like her shit didn’t stink. That is why every guy on base chased after her and this pissed Nancy off the most to the point of hatred. Nancy wore plain Jane type cheap nylon tri-cot lingerie. K-mart blue light special and nothing real expensive to wear and enjoy. Stacey had money and lots of it as were as Nancy had none. Nancy’s boyfriend enjoys such things and Nancy knew this. That is when she decided to take Stacey’s place and go to the party as a woman in uniform. She knew all the regulations on how to wear the uniform properly thanks to her boyfriend leaving a copy of the uniform regs at her apartment.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The first thing was to get everything she needed and then get Stacey to let her guard down. She would then knock her out, strip her nude, tie her up and gag her with a pair of her cheap nylon panties. After that was to get ready for the party and her new life after little miss stuck up was secured in a nice place to hide her for awhile. Nancy would eventually dispose of Stacey in the future, but for now she was getting things ready to strike. The party would be this Friday night; Nancy would strike Thursday afternoon when Stacey got home from work. Nancy had found out that Stacey would have the day off before the party to do some shopping. It would be Thursday and Stacey always went shopping in her uniform. This would fit perfectly into her plans. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It was Wednesday night and Nancy had everything ready to do the deed. She watched Stacey come home from the base and took some video of her walking. Nancy would watch this later, but now headed for her tiny apartment to take a shower and go to bed. Nancy got up, wadded up a pair of her nylon panties and shoved them up her virgina. She then put on a sun dress and slip on shoes, grabbed her purse which had everything in it she needed and headed towards Stacey house. When she arrived Nancy took a deep breath, grabbed her purse and walked up to Stacey’s front door.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She knocked and waited for a response. Stacey came to the door already dressed in her class “A” green army uniform. “Hi, come on in.” Stacey said with a smile. “Thanks, I hear that the base is having a party down town?” Nancy asks as she is shown in. “Yep, but sadly single military women, wives and husbands are invited. I guess that means that you won’t be going along with your boyfriend.” Stacey said with a smirk on her face. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“That’s total bullshit that women like me can’t go!” Nancy replied with anger in her voice. “I can’t wait to wear my dress uniform tomorrow night. That is why I’m going shopping for some new sexy lingerie to wear underneath it. Let’s go up stairs so I can show you.” Stacey said heading up stairs to the master bedroom. “Ok, this I got to see.” Nancy replied as she grabbed her purse and followed Stacey up stairs. Stacey’s house had 3 levels. It was a huge house and it was paid for and had a patch of woods in the back, a perfect spot to hide a body on private property. “Well here we are my big master bedroom. There it is, my dress uniform in which consist of a black jacket and skirt with a white blouse and black neck tie. I really look hot as hell in it.” Stacey said walking up to it. “I guess you would. It must be nice to have everything you want and get it.” Nancy said in discuss as she set down her purse. Stacey picked up a red pair of red satin string bikini panties to admire them. “Who they for?” Nancy asks. “You know one special guy at the party.” Stacey replied being so occupied with rubbing it into Nancy that she failed to notice that Nancy pulled out an 18 inch crescent wrench. “I sure don’t. Why don’t you tell me?” Nancy said as she snuck up behind the little bitch and just as Stacey was responding holding up the red pair of satin string bikini panties when Nancy struck a knockout blow to Stacey head. “Oh sure you do, Uuuuhhhh.” Were the last words to come out of Stacey’s mouth when she hit the carpeted floor? Nancy bent down and hit Stacey on the head again with even more force, then stood up smiling. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well you stuck up bitch. I guess I’ll be wearing your satin panties for now on. Time to get you stripped nude, tied up and panty gagged.” Nancy said to the unconsciousness Stacey as she started to strip out of her cheap clothes. Once undressed, Nancy grabbed her purse and put away the wrench. Now nude Nancy knelt down beside Stacey and removed the patient Leather shinny black dress pumps with a 3 inch heel on them. She then unbuttons the buttons on the green jacket. Nancy then removed the black neck tie and then unbuttons the buttons on the light green blouse. Nancy then pulled Stacey up by her hair and removed the jacket and the blouse exposing a satin pearl slip and matching pearl satin bra. As she was doing this, her nipples were hard as diamonds. She felt excited and could feel the body heat rise from Stacey. She let Stacey’s head bounce off the carpet floor then set the jacket and blouse aside and then unfastens the outer clasp of the green skirt. Nancy then unzips the zipper and pulls down the pearl satin slip and the green shirt exposing a matching set of satin pearl string bikini and garter set.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She set the satin slip and green skirt aside then unfastens the silky smooth skin tone thigh high nylons from the satin pearl garter belt. Nancy then unhooks the garter belts hooks, removes it and set the garter belt aside. She then rolls down gently the silky smooth thigh high nylons one at a time, setting them aside. Nancy then unfastens the front closure of the pearl satin bra, removes it and set it aside. Finally she pulls down the pearl satin string bikini panties and Nancy could fell the warm moist heat rise up as well as Stacey’s scent from her virgina. “Not as good tasting as mine, but you’ll soon find that out.” Nancy said dropping the satin panties on the uniform pile. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy was really enjoying herself as she rolled Stacey on her stomach putting her wrists on her back, then took out a piece of nylon rope. Nancy tied Stacey’s wrists extremely tight and then the elbows. Nancy moved on down to the ankles taking another piece of rope tying them extremely tight. Next came the knees, two more pieces of rope. She also tied the knees above and below extremely tight as well. Nancy was now ready to panty gag the little bitch. She reached up her virgina and pulled out the nylon tri-cot panties soaked in her juices, opened Stacey’s mouth and inserted them in. Nancy then took an old nylon slip put a knot in the middle and placed it into Stacey’s mouth. She sat Stacey up wrapped it around Stacey’s head and tied it off. Nancy let Stacey’s head bounce off the carpet and took 3 inch wide surgical sticky tape and put it over the nylon slip, securing the panties inside Stacey’s mouth. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nancy then rolled Stacey over on her stomach took another longer piece of rope and put Stacey into a tight strict hogtie. With Stacey now secured and silenced, Nancy could now get onto the makeover.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy quickly got redressed in her clothes and already took the battery out from her cell phone so no one could get a ping off the cell towers. Nancy locked up and got into Stacey’s car and then headed back to her apartment to packed her clothes, drained all of her $150.00 from her bank account and left for an old shack in the woods her family owned years and years ago. After about an hour drive she arrived and unpacked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She now headed back towards Stacey’s place after a quick stop at a mom / pop operated store in the sticks and picked up some blond hair dye. She arrived back at Stacey’s after about an hour and a half. She unlocked the door and went up stairs to check on Stacey. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">By this time Stacey was awake and furious that Nancy had did this to her. “Well little miss stuck up bitch, I told you about rubbing it in to me about fucking my boyfriend. Now I’ll have my revenge on you and the other whores.” Nancy said in an insulting voice. “MMMPPPHHH!” came Stacey angrily. “I’m going to hide and get rid of my car by junking it. After that, I’ll be assuming your identity for good!” Nancy said turning around and leaving. “MMMPPPHHH!” Stacey replied as she watched Nancy strut out of the master bedroom. Nancy locked up and went to the junk yard to scrap her car. Once she did that she got a cab and went back to Stacey’s house. She arrived and went up stairs to start her transformation into Stacey.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy stripped in front “Well little stuck up bitch. Looks like this is the last time I’ll be dressed in these cheap ass clothes.” Nancy said pushing her old clothes away. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stacey as she watched in despair. “Now please excuse me I’m going to take a shower and freshen up. Just sit tight and I’ll be right back.” Nancy said as she strutted into the bathroom. “MMMPPPHHH!” Stacey replied angrily as she watched Nancy strut her ass into her bathroom. Stacey knew there was nothing she could do. Nancy had tied her up extremely well and the bonds were extremely tight. Her arms, legs and parts of her torso were turning blue and going numb. Nancy was now done her hair was dyed blond. She had dried it and put it up. Stacey couldn’t believe her eyes, her and Nancy could be twins. “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from Stacey in horror as she watched Nancy sit down at the makeup table to get ready.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“I guess you won’t be wearing those red satin panties tomorrow night for that special someone, I will be instead. Nancy said as she started to apply the makeup to her face. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stacey as she still watched Nancy transform herself into her. She knew that Nancy was going to impersonate her at the base party and no one would know the difference. Stacey tried as best as she could to free herself but to no avail. Nancy was now done with the makeup and went over to the bed. She picked up the pearl satin bra and slipped it on then fastens the front closure shut. She adjusted the bra for a better fit and then picked up the pearl satin panties and stepped into them. Nancy turned her butt cheeks towards Stacey and shook it back and forth as she pulled them up. “MMMPPPHHH!” Stacey screamed through her panty gag mad as hell. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“How did you like that? The best is yet to come!” Nancy bragged as she put on the pearl satin garter belt. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stacey as she watched the imposter Nancy gets dressed in her sexy lingerie. Nancy picked up the right thigh high silky smooth nylon and slipped it on. She smoothed it out and fastens the garter belt hook to it. She picked up the left one and did the same. “You see and I’m sure you didn’t notice that we look alike, sound alike and I even began to walk like you, act like you and watched you get dressed in uniform and recorded it. You were too busy sleeping my boyfriend to even notice and thanks for that.” Nancy said as she slipped on the pearl satin slip and adjusted the straps. “MMMPPPHHH” came from Stacey that she now realized her mistake by letting Nancy around her so much. Nancy knew everything about Stacey and knew her routines so well that she would get away with impersonating her. “I’ve watching you for over a year and been practicing your signature, so you see I’ll get away with it and there’s nothing you can do about it bitch.” Nancy said picking up the light green blouse and slipping it on. “MMMPPPHHH!” Stacey let out as she watched Nancy button up the buttons on the blouse. “I figured out who he was sleeping with over a year ago. Now I’ll have my revenge against that two timing son of a bitch. They’ll be looking for me but I’ll be right underneath their noses.” Nancy told Stacey as she picked up the green skirt and stepped into it. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stacey as she watched Nancy tuck in the satin slip and light green blouse into the skirt. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey knew that Nancy would dispose of her in a few days and she still made getting lose and free a priority. “You didn’t notice I found of your all of your bank account, atm credit card information and passwords and codes. Including the ones for work.” Nancy said as she zipped up the side zipper and fastens the outer clasp. “MMMPPPHHH!” Stacey responded in anger as she realized the depth of the betrayal by Nancy. She watched as Nancy stepped into the shiny black dress shoes. “Everything that you wore just a few hours ago fits so well and really feels nice against my body, especially the sexy lingerie.” Nancy rubbed it into the tied up and gagged Stacey rolling on the floor trying to free herself. Nancy picked up the green jacket and put it on. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from a desperate Stacey as she watched Nancy button up the jacket and put on the dress cover. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Well time to go and do some shopping and buy some stuff I always wanted too. Sorry you can’t come along; I guess that you’re all tied up!” Nancy said looking down at Stacey and rubbing it in. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from an angry Stacey as she watched Nancy walk out the master bedroom.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy was now wearing Stacey’s uniform and enjoyed it. She received a call on Stacey’s cell phone from the two timers. He had asks what Stacey was doing and if she could stop by for a quickie. “No problem.” came the reply. I have to make a quick stop first.” Stacey (Nancy) said even before pulling out of the garage. Stacey (Nancy) shut off the phone and set on a work bench in the garage before leaving. She also grabbed some rope and ducted tape before heading to a drug store. She opened the garage door, started the engine and backed out. Stacey (Nancy) closed the garage door and proceeded. She (Nancy) would have her revenge on the two timing bastard. She would be able to dispose of him as Stacey, but the authorities would be looking for Nancy with her finger prints and DNA would be all over the place. So in fact Nancy posing as Stacey would be safe by the criminal system in place. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy enjoyed the feeling of the cool breeze flowing up the skirt and going along the silky smooth nylons which gave a tingling sensation up and down her legs. She arrived at the PX and bought over the counter sleeping pills. She figured along with some wine this would at least render the bastard helpless enough to smother him with a pillow after she tied him up. She headed toward the bastards place to get extract some justice. She would get the other whores later one at a time. She arrived the bastards place, took a deep breath grabbed her purse and headed inside. Stacey (Nancy) was inside and acted just like the real Stacey and the cheating bastard never knew the difference. Besides he didn’t care anyway being horny as he was. He was just looking to get laid and that was it. Apparently the real Stacey didn’t care either. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">They headed up stairs with a couple of wine glasses and a bottle of wine. Stacey (Nancy) let him get undressed then tied him to the bed and blind folded him. She had him drink the wine then excused herself. She went into the bathroom, got dressed into some sexy red lingerie, crushed all of the sleeping pills and got them ready. Stacey (Nancy) came back into the bed room, took a sip of her wine and put the crushed pills in his. She refilled his glass and stirred his glass and made him drink some more wine. She kept this up for awhile all the long not really drinking herself. She would ride him just like Stacey would. After about 15 minutes he was out cold. Stacey (Nancy) took a pillow and smothered him. He started to fight back but the pills and the wine had taken its toll. The bastard finally quit struggling, but Stacey (Nancy) kept the pillow in place for another 5 minutes to make sure. She then took a piece of rope and wrapped it around his neck tight as it would go and tied it off. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Satisfied that she had gotten her revenge Stacey (Nancy) got dressed. She checked him to make sure that the cheating bastard wasn’t alive. No pulse and his face were turning blue. Stacey (Nancy) would now go and do some shopping. Most if not all of his neighbors were still at work. Heading to some expensive stores she was happy and for the very first time in her life satisfied. She had access to money, something that she never had before. It would be days before anyone would find the lying cheating bastard. She would now concentrate on disposing of the real Stacey and getting ready for the base party. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She arrived back at Stacey’s house, opened the garage door and pulled in. She closed the door and shut off the engine. She grabbed the shopping bags and went inside. Nancy went up to the master bedroom, opened the door and saw the real Stacey still lying on the floor tied up and gagged. She had made a mess on the floor. She was now weak and not moving around too much. “MMMPPPHHH!” come from Stacey as watched Nancy come in with shopping bags. “Well I see that you made a mess. I think it’s time to get you into a better place to hold you. How about a large suit case until I dispose of you. Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back.” Nancy said leaving to get a large suit case from one of the spare bedrooms. “MMMPPPHHH!” came from Stacey as she watched Nancy walk away. Stacey was shaking her head “NO” when she saw Nancy come back with the large suit case. “MMMPPPHHH!” in a panic state Stacey was fighting with all of her might against the tight ropes. “Time to get you cleaned up and inside so you’ll be out of the way. I can’t wait to wear the sexy red satin panties tomorrow night under the service dress blues.” Nancy said smartly as she cleaned up Stacey. Done she opened the suit case and rolled Stacey inside and closed the lid. Nancy locked it and fastened the two leather straps. She then rolled it down to the spare bedroom and put it into the closet with the others. Nancy put other suit cases on top to hide it and reduce the noise coming from inside. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy wouldn’t tell Stacey what happened to the bastard until she ready to dispose of her. Now it was time to get out of the uniform and try on some of the lingerie, dresses and other stuff she bought. It was time for bed, Nancy took a quick shower and decided to sleep nude in the satin covered bed. She loved how it felt against her body. The next morning she woke up, got something to eat and put on a t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans and slip on tennis shoes. She got a shovel from the basement and went out back. She found a nice spot in the middle of the small patch of woods. Nancy cleared the dead leaves, branches and sticks to the side and started to dig. After 45 minutes, she had dug a nice size grave. She put the dirt next to the leaves and stuff. If anyone would ask, she would tell them it was for a compost pile for fertilizer, which she would put on her garden. Perfect cover story and a perfect place to bury a body, besides it was time to get ready for the party.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy quickly stripped off the dirty clothes and took a hot shower. She shaved her legs, pubic region and dyed her hair blond again just to make sure the hair color stuck. She came out, did her hair and makeup and then went over to the bed. She picked up the white satin bra and put it on. She fastens the hooks on the back and picked up the red satin panties that the real Stacey was showing off. Nancy slipped them on shaking her ass back and forth. Picking up the red satin garter belt, Nancy fastens the hooks and slips it in place. She picked up the right silky smooth thigh high and slips it on adjusting it then fastens the clamps. She did the same for the left one. Nancy then picked up the half white and half black satin full slip. She put it on and adjusted the straps for a better fit. Next was the white blouse. She slipped it on and buttoned the buttons, then the blue skirt which actually looked black. She stepped into it and tucked the satin slip and blouse in as she pulled it up. Nancy zipped up the side zipper and fastens the outer clasp. She stepped in the shiny black patent leather pumps with a 3 inch heel on them. Next was the neck tie, she fastens it in the back and put the collar down. She picked up the jacket and slipped it on, then buttons it up. Nancy checked herself out in the mirrors that were actually a sliding glass door. Satisfied with her appearance, she headed to the party. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy really enjoyed herself at the party and found out who else was sleeping with the bastard. No one even seemed to notice that he hadn’t shown up. Everyone was just having a good time and seems not to care either. One thing was for sure Stacey (Nancy) knew that son of a bitch wouldn’t show up. She also knew who the other women were sleeping with the cheating bastard, one from each branch of the service. Stacey was from the army, a woman named Linda from the air force, Heather from the navy, Lacie from the marines and Susan from the coast guard. Nancy would eventually get each one of them and keep their uniforms for herself, but for now it was time to go home and get ready to get rid of the real Stacey in the morning. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nancy didn’t have too much alcohol at the party so she was able to concentrate on allot of details. She undressed and went to bed; Nancy had a very good sleep. She woke up early next morning got something to eat and looked outside. She was watching people go to work and leave for the day. She waited for an hour, then went back up stairs got dressed in the same t-shirt and blue jeans. Put on the same slip on tennis shoes and went to the spare bedroom. Removed the other suit cases and pulled out the large suit case holding the real Stacey inside. She opened it up and saw no movement inside. The real Stacey had passed out from the lack of food and oxygen. Nancy took a piece of rope and tied it around Stacey’s neck as tight as it would go. Nancy waited and checked for a pulse. There was none and Nancy cut the rope holding Stacey into a hogtie. She then wrapped Stacey’s body inside a white bed sheet and dragged the body down stairs and into garage. She loaded the body into a wheel barrel and wheeled it to the hole in the woods. Looking around all the way down to the grave and looking before dumping the body in. Nancy went into the grave and removed the bed sheet and rope from the body. She then covered it up with the dirt, then with a pile of leaves, sticks and branches. She had completed her revenge on the bitch that stole her life and would now look forward on getting the other whores. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-80455032148235550442012-08-03T00:05:00.000-04:002012-08-03T00:33:01.318-04:00The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission! Part one <br />
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Alyssa was planning to get the last traitor and deal with her swiftly. She didn’t want to fly to Eastern Europe as herself, so a flight wasn’t going to make her flight. Alyssa watched several flight attendants walk in and out of the airport. She saw a blond her size walk out and got into her car. The blond flight attendant pulled out and headed home. Alyssa pulled out and followed the woman. It took about an hour to get to the flight attendants house. Alyssa had her bag of tricks with her and went to work. Alyssa went up to the door and knocked. The blond woman came and answered the door, a big mistake. Alyssa pushed her way inside with gun in hand. “Just shut up and do as you’re told!” Alyssa said. “What do you want from me?” the blond woman asks. “I said shut and move up stairs!” Alyssa demanded. “Ok, ok I’m moving. Just don’t hurt me.” The woman replied. Both went up stairs and into the bedroom, Alyssa turned on the lights. “Close the curtains and no tricks.” Alyssa demanded. The woman did as she was told. “Ok now what?” the woman asks. “Now strip completely nude and no talking!” Alyssa demanded. “You can’t have my uniform.” The woman said. “Oh yes I can, now take it off and hurry it up. I have no patients for this bull sh*t!” Alyssa said in an angry voice. “Ok ok I’m doing it. You don’t have to do this you know.” the woman replied as she slipped off her blue pumps and unbutton her jacket. “This is nothing personnel. You’re just going to miss your flight tomorrow. Now keep on taking it all off!” Alyssa demanded. “I guess you want my bra and panties as well?” the woman said as she took off her blue jacket and started to unbutton her light blue satin blouse. “The less you know the better.” Alyssa said as she watched the flight attendant continue to strip. “I guess you are acting out a scene of revenge against someone?” ask the flight attendant as she slipped off her satin blouse. She then unzipped her blue skirt and pulled it down. “I told you to be quiet and strip. Now do as you’re told and shut up and strip completely nude.” Replied Alyssa as she watches the skirt get taken off by her victim. “Ok, ok I’ll be quiet and do as you say.” replied the flight attendant as she slipped off the light blue satin slip. “Now for the rest and hurry it.” Alyssa said as she watches the pretty blond unfasten the front closure of the bra. “You won’t get away with this. You don’t even look like me.” The flight attendant said as she took off the bra. “Yes I will and I’ll enjoy wearing everything.” Alyssa said licking her lips as she watch the flight attendant unfasten the thigh high nylons from the light blue satin garter belt. “What do you plan on doing to me?” ask the flight attendant as she slid off the right thigh high and then the left. “Never mind that and hurry it up take off the rest!” Alyssa said as she watches the woman take off the garter belt. “OK here comes the panties.” replied the flight attendant as she slid off the light blue satin panties. “Now what do you want me to do?” ask the flight attendant. Alyssa pulled up a metal frame chair. “Sit down and put your arms through the slots, then put your hands palm to palm.” Alyssa directed the nude woman. The flight attendant did as she was told to do. Alyssa took out some rope and tied the woman’s hands extremely tight. The woman wrench in pain from the rope being applied. “Hey be quiet and suck it up!” Alyssa told the woman as she grabbed another piece of rope then tied the woman’s right ankle. “Please not so tight, that hurts.” The woman replied as her left ankle was tied as tight as her wrists and right ankle. “Now for that gag to keep your little whinny ass quiet.” Alyssa said as she pulled out a used pair of panties. “What do you plan on doing with those?” ask the nervous woman as she watches the intruder walk towards her. “Just open up.” Alyssa said as she started put the panties into the woman’s mouth. “Nnnnnnoooooo!!!” came from the woman as she clenches her teeth together. Alyssa pinched the woman’s nose and held the panties against the woman’s mouth. “I said open bitch!” Alyssa demanded as the woman fought as best as she could. Finally she had no choice but to take a breath and the panties went in pushing the tongue back. Alyssa applied a cleave gag and then duct tape to secure the panties in place. “There now, that should keep you all nice and quiet!” Alyssa said with a wicked smile on her face. Alyssa quickly finished up applying more rope and made it next to impossible to escape. Alyssa went into the bathroom, dyed her hair blond and prepared her equipment for a mask. The tied up flight attendant watched as the imposter now removed the finished mask and applied it. Within moments Alyssa transformed herself into the blond she had force to strip nude and plan onto impersonating her. The flight attendant couldn’t believe her eyes that the intruder looked exactly like her. Alyssa quickly got dressed into the flight attendant’s uniform and sexy Lingerie. She took out a syringe out, filled it up then ejected the flight attendant with a powerful sedative putting out the woman. Alyssa tossed 20 thousand dollars on the bed and headed out towards the airport for her flight. Alyssa caught the flight and landed in Romania. She tracked down the last of the traders. She was enjoying herself and was not aware what was coming next. The trader was shopping to her hearts delight. Alyssa followed the woman home with the target not even noticing who was following her. It was night time and the bitc* was enjoying a hot bubble bath and a glass of wine. Alyssa snuck in and slowly opened the door very quietly. Alyssa approached from the back; the radio was playing so the trader didn’t even hear Alyssa coming. “Hey you little traitorous cunt. I bet you didn’t think that nobody would catch up to you here.” Alyssa said with a wicked smile and gun with a silencer pointing at the surprised woman. “What the hell how did you find me?” the traitor asks. “It’s time to pay the piper bitch I waited for this for months and I’m not going back without knowing that your bitch ass is dead.” Alyssa as she fired her gun three times and the traitor slid under the bloody water. Two shots in the right and left chest and one shot in the head. Completed her mission, Alyssa set fire to the place and walked out. She took a shower, relaxed a little bit before getting ready to fly back. <br />
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The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission! Part two <br />
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Alyssa was now satisfied that she had gotten rid of all traitors. She took along hot shower and then got ready to fly back. She would need a new flight attendant uniform. She would go to the airport and pick one up. She packed and headed out. She arrived at the airport and picked out a nice looking blond, same height, size and weight. Alyssa followed her into the restricted room, Alyssa quickly surveyed the scene. She decided to walk behind the flight attendant followed her into a dressing room / lounge. Alyssa notices that she and the flight attendant are the only women in the room. Alyssa went into action as she followed the flight attendant into the dressing room and struck quickly. The flight attendant asks the strange woman “What are you doing back here, its restricted area.” Alyssa gave the flight attendant a swift punch to the gut and then a chop to the neck. The flight attendant was out cold. Alyssa didn’t even reply. Alyssa dragged the knocked out woman into a change room and quickly strips her nude. She duct taped the woman and used a panty gag. She stashes the tied up flight attendant in a closet and locked it. Alyssa quickly dresses in the flight attendant uniform and heads off to her flight. After landing in the United States, Alyssa wanted to rent a car and drive home, but decided to take another route instead. She bumped into a female army sergeant then started up with some small talk. The woman offered the flight attendant a ride to a hotel. Little did she know this was going to be a very bad move, but first she needed to stop at her apartment? Alyssa agreed and started to form a plan. The woman arrived at the army woman’s apartment. “I need to use the bathroom. I’ll be right back” said the army woman. “Ok, I’ll wait right here.” Alyssa replied. She waited until the army woman was coming back. Alyssa smiled and just like the flight attendant, she punched the army woman in the stomach, then grabbed a candle holder and hit the army woman on the head. The woman was knocked out cold. “Sorry honey but I rather cross country in a military uniform.” Alyssa said as she grabbed the army woman under the arm pits and started to drag the unconscious woman to the bedroom. Just like Lacie Caldwell she didn’t use any chloroform or knock out gas. This was good old fashion lady power with a blunt object. She got the army woman into the bedroom and started to strip her. Alyssa removed the patient leather pumps then unbuttons the jacket. She then removed the neck tie and unbuttoned the cuffs and blouse. She sat the woman up then removed the jacket and blouse. Underneath was a pearl satin slip with matching bra. Alyssa pulled down the slip and unfastens the bra and removed it. She rolled the woman on her left side unfasten the outer clasp then unzipped the skirt. Alyssa removed the skirt and slip putting them on the uniform pile. The woman wore sheer top pantyhose and matching pearl satin string bikini panties. Alyssa removed the pantyhose carefully and then removed the panties. She could feel the moist heat rise up from the woman’s virgina, this made Alyssa excited. Alyssa grabbed some rope and duct tape from the woman’s garage before coming in and now it was time to use it. She rolled the woman over on her stomach and then tied the woman’s wrists extremely tight. She then tied the elbows the same manner. She moved down to the woman’s ankles and knees, after rolling her on her back tying them extremely tight as well. This cut off circulation in the woman’s arms and legs. Alyssa pulled out a pair of panties she wore 4 days ago, wadded them up and stuffed them into the woman’s mouth. Alyssa secured the panties in place with a cleave gag made from a nylon black slip. Finally she put 6 pieces of duct tape over the panties to really hold them in place and muffle any sounds. Finally Alyssa wrapped rope around the upper torso, above and below the breast, then around the stomach area securing the arms to the body. Now it was time to get a shower and get dress in her army uniform. Alyssa came out of the bathroom and went to the makeup table. She sat in the nude putting up her hair, then put on her makeup and perfume. Alyssa walked over to the bed and picked up the bra and put it on. After adjusting it, she picked up the panties and stepped into them. Alyssa pulled them into place liking the feel of them against her ass. She then picked up the sheer top pantyhose and slipped them on adjusting them as she pulled them up. She then picked up the pearl satin full slip and put it on letting it fall over her body. This gave her a tingling sensation all over her body. She picked up the skirt and stepped into it. Pulling it up and tucking in the slip as she went. Zipped up the zipper then fasten the outer clasp. Alyssa then picked up the blouse slipped it on then button up the buttons and the cuffs. Next was the neck tie then she slipped on the patient leather pumps with a 3 inch heel. Alyssa was dressed and now it was time to pack the extra uniforms, dresses, blouses, skirts and Lingerie. The army woman was coming around finally as Alyssa was finishing the packing. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from the woman as looked at the flight attendant now wearing her army uniform. “Well are we finally awake? I’m all done packing except one thing and that’s you. I’m not a real flight attendant just a woman that likes taking another woman’s uniform and everything else that she’s wearing underneath it.” Alyssa said standing in a dominant stance. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch let me go!) Replied the tied up army woman. “Now, now let’s not get all upset, because you have a long trip ahead of you. Besides I’m going enjoy wearing your uniform and Lingerie while driving. So I hope you have a nice little nap.” Alyssa said as she brought down the candle stick holder again on the army woman’s head, knocking her out cold. Alyssa opened up a large suit case and stuffed the woman inside. She dragged the suit case down to the garage and put it in the trunk then she put other bags around it. Alyssa went back inside wiped down everything grabbed the candle holder put it in her purse. She put on the dress cover picked up the keys and the purse and went to the garage. She wiped down everything as she went not leaving any prints behind. She opened the garage door started the engine then backed out closed the garage door and headed towards Nevada. Alyssa made a few stops along the way picking up some stuff to make some homemade chloroform. She knocked out the woman with this until she made it home. Alyssa was glad and happy to be home knowing that she took care of the traitors. She was also sad that she knew that Stacey wasn’t going to be there. Alyssa pulled into her drive way and opened her garage. She closed the door, shut off the engine and opened the trunk. She grabbed a few bags and went in to her surprise was a voice saying “About time you get that sexy ass of yours home!” to her surprise it was Stacey sitting in a wheel chair smiling back. Alyssa was so happy that she ran over to Stacey and gave her a huge hot passionate kiss. She was excited to see her that she almost forgot to get her latest conquest out of the trunk. Alyssa pulled the suit case out and took the woman down stairs and into a holding cell. She then went back up stairs to reacquaint with Stacey. <br />
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The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission! Part three <br />
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Alyssa was so happy to see Stacey, even though she was in a wheel chair and getting rehabilitation to be strong enough to get back to work. Alyssa made some dinner for the both of them. Once they got done eating Alyssa helped Stacey with her rehabilitation and then gave her a nice bath. They retired to the bedroom and got reacquainted for the next several hours. After a nice sleep Alyssa and Stacey went down stairs to the holding cell to check on the Army woman. Alyssa put back on the Army uniform and dressed Stacey in a nice Nighty. The captured Army woman had come too; she let out an angry “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” (Fucken bitch) thewoman who knocked her out and was wearing her uniform. Alyssa still wearing the Sergeant’s uniform was gloating as she stood in front of the Army woman in a dominant stance. “Well honey how was your trip along with your little naps?” Alyssa asks with a smirk on her face. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” (Fuck you Bitch! take off my uniform.) Came the reply from the tied up woman. “Thanks for your uniform and sexy Lingerie. I really enjoy wearing them. Looks like you’re not going any wear so enjoy your stay. Let’s make you a bit more comfy.” Alyssa said as remove a chloroform soaked rag. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!” (Fuck you Bitch! get away from me.) replied the woman as she tried to stay away from her captor. Alyssa put the rag over the woman’s face and within moments the chloroform took effect. Even though she fought against the chloroform but it was to no avail. Once the woman was out cold Alyssa started to untie her to get her into some leather cuffs and straps. Stacey was getting excited watching Alyssa go to work on this little fucken cunt. Her nipples were hard as diamonds and her pussy was wetter than a rain forest. Alyssa and Stacey both licked their lips as they knew the unconscious woman was being retied with leather cuffs. Alyssa took the woman’s wrists, inserted them into the cuffs and buckled them shut. She did the same with the elbows then moved down to the knees and ankles. She took the woman’s ankles and placed them inside and buckled them shut. Alyssa did the same to the knees then worked the gag. She removed the tape but the panties in place. Alyssa took a ball gag inserted it and buckled it in place. She then took a leather hood and placed it over the woman’s head then fasten the straps. Alyssa then took straps and wrapped it around the upper and lower torso. She did the same for the legs then put the woman into a cage and locked it. Alyssa and Stacey went back up stairs to watch some home made movies of the women that they have dominated. A call came in from the handler and she was on her way to give Alyssa a new mission. Alyssa couldn’t wait to see what it was and within 15 minutes the woman arrived. She was happy to see Alyssa and that Stacey was feeling better. Alyssa was still wearing the uniform she took by force and took the package. Her target was a Air force major 30 years old Lidia Smith Intelligence, blond hair, blue eyes, 35c-24-34 figure, drinks, smoker, no children and no family since she was abandoned as a child. She buys Avon and loves to shop for dresses and sexy Lingerie, she was also a lesbian so this would make her an easier target to dominate and assume her identity. Stacey would be in a van giving Alyssa support and this would give Alyssa a bigger advantage. Alyssa would snag another woman in uniform for Stacey and let her have her way with her. Alyssa and Stacey would go over the files and videos provided to get better acquainted with her target. The handler would get a retrieval team to pick up Alyssa’s latest conquest. The woman thanks Alyssa for getting rid of the traitors and handed her $2 million dollars for her work. She and Stacey were also paid for the mission that was compromised. Alyssa’s next mission would start in a week and so Alyssa and Stacey started on learning more about the Air force major and getting everything ready. Within an hour a team came by and took away the Army woman. They watched the videos and read the file as they went along. Alyssa observed how the woman walked, talked and how the uniform moved on her body. When she sat down, stood up, walked and bent over in different positions. What clubs she visited and what women she slept with and took home. How long the women stayed or not or if she had sex with them at all. After a week after getting to get to know her target Alyssa was ready and Stacey had improved so she didn’t need the wheel chair anymore. They loaded up the van and headed off towards Cheyenne Mt AFB. Her mission would be get information on any new technology on the tracking systems on aircraft. <br />
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End of part three <br />
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The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission! Part four <br />
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Alyssa and Stacey Drove towards their targets house, they got to the safe house and unloaded the equipment. Alyssa reviewed the files on her target and Stacey got the equipment ready. Afterwards Alyssa helped Stacey with her physical therapy. This took a few hours and Alyssa and Stacey took a shower then went to bed. Alyssa told Stacey not to push herself and to take it slow getting back into the game. Stacey agreed with her and assured her that she would take it easy. Stacey just had one request: A uniform for her to wear home. Alyssa agreed and said it was no problem. Both woman got up early, ate and headed towards the Air Force major’s house. They used the GPS to find it. Alyssa parked across from the house to get ready. Stacey had the cameras ready to go, Alyssa put a video camera and they started filming. Alyssa would do pictures as well. About 0630 the major walked outside to pick up her morning news paper. She was dressed in her uniform and when she scooped down to pick it up; Alyssa noticed how the uniform moved on the woman’s body. She licked her lips and continued to film her target. Alyssa couldn’t wait to wear it herself. Stacey was taking allot of pictures that would help. They waited for the Major to leave, and then Alyssa got out of the van when the close was clear and headed towards the door. There was no alarm system on the door and Alyssa picked the lock with ease. She took out a sensor that picked up signals from any video camera inside the house. Alyssa noticed that none where inside and she proceeded to set up her video equipment and Stacey would do a check on them to make sure that the cameras worked. Stacey also was looking out just in case the major or anybody else came to the house. Once the video cameras where set and recording they would go to get something to eat. They enjoyed a good lunch and headed back to the major’s house. They parked in a parking lot across from the house that was used for extra parking. When the major pulled up and opened her garage door, Stacey recorded the frequency and inputted it into another one. Now Alyssa would have an easier way to get in and knock this bitch out and take her place. Stacey’s nipples where getting hard and her pussy was getting wet just thinking about it. Alyssa was getting the same feeling. They stayed there for another 30 minutes and left. They headed back to the safe house. With the cameras on and working good, Stacey watched the major undress as Alyssa drove back. “She has allot of sexy Lingerie and satin panties.” Stacey said as the major opened the drawer. “Good I can’t wait until I go through it. Once I take her place I can look for one for you. Do you want a sergeant or Lieutenant?” Alyssa asks with a smile. “I’ll take a Lieutenant, with whipped cream and strawberries.” came the reply from Stacey smiling back. “UUUMMM, whipped cream and strawberries sounds good to me.” Alyssa said pulling into the safe house garage. She closed the door and they got out. Taking the lap tops into the kitchen and turned them back on. The videos were being downloaded onto the laptops even though they were shut off. Stacey made dinner and they watched the major as she went about her daily life. Alyssa cleaned up after dinner, and then she and Stacey continued to observe the major. Finally the major got ready for bed wearing a purple satin Nighty with a matching robe. Alyssa and Stacey slept in the nude making some hot passionate love. They got up early to watch the major get dress and to observe her morning routine. Alyssa watched the major how she picked out her panties, bra, slip and pantyhose she would wear for the day. This also gave her an idea of how often she wore the same uniform two or three days. Alyssa then reviewed the data after the major left. When the major returned home Alyssa watched her target undress and relax until she got ready for bed. The next morning Alyssa and Stacey got up early to wait for the major to leave and then they followed her to the base. They got almost to the gate and acted that they were lost and turned around. Now they had enough information to go ahead for Alyssa to take the major’s place. Alyssa and Stacey observed the woman for the next couple of days and would strike on a Friday. The Avon lady was coming with some knock out lipstick to show the major. <br />
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End of part four <br />
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The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission! Part five <br />
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It was finally Friday morning Alyssa and Stacey got up got dressed, ate then waited for the major to awake to start her day. The major woke up took a shower and made her bed. The coffee was ready and the major came down stairs only in her purple matching robe. She made up a cup of coffee and headed back up stairs. She sat down her coffee then disrobed and then went to the panty drawer to pick out a pair of satin string bikini panties. The pair she picked out has the print of the American flag on them. The major then picked out a matching satin bra with a front closure. She then went another drawer and picked out a matching garter belt then a pair of neutral thigh high nylons. She took them over to the bed sat them down on the red satin comforter then picked up the satin bra and put it on. She fastens the front closure and adjusted the straps for a better fit. She then picked up the satin panties and stepped into them pulling them up. She grabbed the garter belt put it around her waist and fastens the hooks. She moved it around into position and picked up the right thigh. The major rolled it up and put it over her right foot gently pulling it up gently then she fastens the clasps the thigh high. She then rolled up the left one then slipped it over her left foot. She gently pulled it up and then fastens the clasps to it. She walked over to a huge walk in closet and then picked out a white satin slip and put it on letting the slip fall over her body then adjusting the straps for a better fit. The Major picked out a fresh uniform and would drop the 4 used ones at the dry cleaners. She came back out and laid it on the bed. She went to the makeup table and applied her makeup and perfume. The major went back over to the bed and removed the jacket, the blouse and the skirt from the hanger. She picked up the skirt, unzipped the zipper and stepped into it. She pulled it up tucking in the satin slip as she went. She zipped up the zipper and fastens the outer clasp. The major then picked up the long sleeve blouse and slipped it on. She button up the buttons and then button up the cuff buttons. She picked up the neck tie and put it around her neck then fastens the Velcro. The major adjusts her collar then went over to the floor mirror and stepped into the black shinny patient leather dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. The major went back over to the bed picked up the jacket and slipped it on. She buttoned it up, checked herself out in the floor mirror and then went down stairs. The major picked up the dress cover, keys, purse, and a cup of coffee and then headed out to the garage. She opened up the garage door started her car and then pulled out. She closed the garage door and headed towards the base. Alyssa licked her lips as she was getting excited as what she soon would be wearing. “I envy you. Look what you’ll soon be wearing.” Stacey said with a smile and licking her own lips. “I know. I can’t wait either. When I get into the base and after I get what we need, I’ll get you a nice hot Lieutenant to toy with.” Alyssa replied as she stuffed equipment into a bag to use against the major. Stacey was getting the van ready to go and picked out a nice ball gag out then handed it to Alyssa. “Thanks, this will be a nice fit into her mouth along with your panties Stacey.” Alyssa said taking the ball gag from Stacey. “Well thank you. It’s going to be an honor to stuff my panties in the major’s mouth.” Stacey said as she was now getting excited. “You’ll act as my new Avon trainee and that way we’ll both be inside when we knock her ass out.” Alyssa said with a wicked smile. “Thanks, I have a really nice dress picked out to wear, a royal blue satin dress.” Stacey said putting in the final stuff needed into another bag. Well, let’s get to loading up the van and then getting dressed.” Alyssa said picking up 2 of the bags and heading towards the garage. “Sounds very good to me.” Stacey replied as she picked up 2 more bags and followed Alyssa. They packed the van and then went back inside to get ready. Alyssa and Stacey took showers, ate lunch and got dressed. They put on their makeup and perfume then Alyssa put on a navy blue satin blouse with a grey skirt. Alyssa wore no panties or bra underneath. She put on a pair of neutral control pantyhose then slipped on a pair of grey pumps. Stacey rolled up a pair of white nylon string bikini panties and stuffed them up her virgina. She then put on a pair of neutral control top pantyhose. Stacey put on her royal blue satin dress. Zipped up the zipper then put on a pair of matching pumps. Alyssa and Stacey picked up their purses, keys and the Avon bag of tricks and headed to the garage. Alyssa started up the van and opened the garage door. She backed out closed the garage door and headed towards the major’s house. The major was getting off early today since it was a Friday. The major was just getting home when Alyssa and Stacey was pulling up. The van had a Avon sign on each side, they pulled over a few miles from the major’s house to put them on. The major saw the van with the signs on them and wave to them. Alyssa stopped and waved back. “Hey why don’t you pull in and come inside.” The major said as she opened the right side of the garage. “Hi, sure do you want me to pull into the garage?” Alyssa replied with a smile. “Sure go ahead. I know you have stuff that can melt in a hot vehicle.” The major replied with a smile on her face. Alyssa pulled in and shut off the engine then she and Stacey got out. “Hi, my name is Alexia and this is my trainee Samantha.” Alyssa said shaking the major’s hand. “Well hi, my name is Lidia. I’m a major in the Air Force. Please come inside.” The major replied as she showed the 2 women inside. “Thank you very much. We have lots of new products, especially lipstick and perfume.” Alyssa replied as she and Stacey went inside. “Good then I guess I’ll just wait to change out of my uniform then.” said the major as she led the 2 women into the living room and sat them down. “I think you look good in uniform and we have lipstick that won’t standout to bad.” Alyssa said reaching into her bag and pulling out a rag and solution to wipe off the major’s lips. She handed them both the major. “Thank you I really love what you two are wearing.” The major replied as she sprayed the solution onto the rag and wiped off the lipstick on her lips. Alyssa pulled out several trays of lipstick and set them down on the coffee table. “Here are some samples we have, but I would like for you to try this one first.” Alyssa said handing it to the major. “Thank you.” the reply from major as she took it and headed to the wall mirror. Alyssa looked at Stacey and both acted like they were reaching into their bags to get some more samples. Each put their hands on their gas mask as the major opened the lipstick. S soon as the major opened the lipstick a thick white smoke shot out and into the face and lungs of the major. Alyssa and Stacey quickly put on their MPU2 gas masks and watched the gas take effect on the major. The major began choking and gagging, fell to her knees and then collapsed on the floor. Within a few minutes the major was knocked out cold and lying on the floor. Alyssa and Stacey had huge smiles on their faces while they waited for the gas subsided. Alyssa found the control for the air conditioner and turned it on. Both women waited for 15 minutes before removing their gas masks. “Well just look at the sleeping beauty.” Stacey said as her and Alyssa stood over the unconscious major. “You go get the cage ready while I take miss sleepy head here up stairs to strip her nude.” Alyssa told Stacey. “Roger that. I can’t wait to stuff my pussy juice soaked panties into her mouth.” Stacey replied as headed to the garage. Alyssa picked the major’s upper torso and dragged her to the steps and then up stairs. Alyssa took a quick break when Stacey came in and helped Alyssa get the major into the bedroom. Stacey went back down stairs to get the cage and brought it upstairs to get it ready for the bitc* being stripped nude. As Stacey was getting the holding cage ready and pulling out the bondage items, Alyssa knelt down beside the major then removed the dress shoes. She then moved to the jacket and unbuttoned it. She then removed the neck tie and unbuttoned the blouse and cuffs. Alyssa rolled the major on her side then unfastens the outer clasp and then unzipped the skirt’s zipper. She rolled the major on her back then sat her up and took off the jacket and the blouse. Alyssa pulled down the satin slip’s straps and unfastens the front closure of the satin bra and removed it. She pulled up the satin slip and took it off the major. Alyssa let the major’s upper torso fall back onto the carpet floor as the major’s head bounced off the floor a couple of times. She then pulled down the major’s skirt then took it off. Alyssa unfastens the garter belt clasps holding up the thigh high nylons then pulled the hooks to the front. She unfastens the hooks and removed the garter belt. Alyssa carefully removed the thigh high nylons then pulled down the satin panties and she felt the warm moist heat rise from the major’s virgina. Alyssa rolled the major on her stomach and got a pair of leather cuffs from Stacey. She took the major’s wrists and cuffed them together. Alyssa took another pair and cuffed the elbows together as well. She rolled the major on her back, got another pair of leather cuffs and cuffed the ankles. Alyssa then moved up the knees then cuffed them. “It’s time to gag this bitch. Make me proud girl.” Alyssa said with a smile on her face. “Sure thing, it’s time to drop my panties into your pretty mouth. Well sweet tits it’s time for the panty gag.” Stacey said as she took off her pumps and unzipped her satin dress. Stacey let the satin dress fall down to the floor and then pulled down the pantyhose. She removed them then squatted over the major’s face. She then opened the major’s mouth, pulled out the panties and inserted them into the major’s mouth. Straddling the major’s face, Stacey pushed them into the major’s mouth, then took the ball gag and inserted it. She went to the side, sat the major up and fastened the ball gag into place. “Nice job honey.” Alyssa said to Stacey just before she kissed her. “Thanks! I’m going to look through her little black book.” Stacey said as she strutted over to the desk. Alyssa took straps and sat the major up then wraps straps around the upper torso above and below the breasts, then around the waist to hold the arms to the torso. She then applied a neck collar then connected a chain with a lock. Alyssa the pushed the major’s torso down to connect the chain to the leather knee cuffs. She then got up opened the cage then dragged the major over and put her in. With the major now secured, Alyssa and Stacey started to go through the major’s stuff. <br />
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End of part five<br />
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The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission! Part six <br />
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Alyssa looked over everything from the little black book to bank account information. Stacey found a combination to a safe, which see opened. Inside were money, jewelry, pass port and keys to a safety deposit box. “I’m going to take a shower and get into my newly acquired uniform. Keep looking around to see what else she might have hidden.” Alyssa said as she got up to take a shower. “Ok, I’ll keep looking around.” Stacey replied as she headed towards the attic. As Alyssa took her shower, Stacey opened up the attic. Inside were bondage equipment cuffs, ball gags, leather straps, hood and a holding cage. Stacey couldn’t believe her eyes and went in further. There were two coffins like boxes just on the other side of the bondage equipment. They were small enough to fit under the bed, had air holes, pad locks and leather straps to keep them secure. Alyssa was done with her shower and headed towards the bed and called out to Stacey to see where she was. “I’m up here in the attic babe; you have come up here to see what I’ve found.” Stacey replied with a since of happiness in her voice. “What did you find?” Alyssa asks as she went up the attic ladder. “Our Major is a bondage freak, along with probably being a mistress.” Stacey said pointing towards the equipment and boxes. “Well looks like the major has a bondage fetish. Go down and get our guns, just in case there’s a surprise inside.” Alyssa said with a smile on her face. “Gotcha, I’ll be right back.” Stacey replied. Alyssa was surprised to see the boxes there. Stacey came back up with two guns and handed one to Alyssa. “Well let’s see what is in box number one.” Alyssa said as she knelt down to undo the straps and pry open the box. As she lifted the lid she saw a white sheet. Wrapped inside were skeletal remains of what to be a female. About the same size as the major if she would be alive. “Holy shit, there is a body inside. I wonder if our major could be a serial killer or did she forget about her slave up here?” Alyssa asks Stacey heading over towards box number two. She knelt down, opened the straps and pry opened the lock. Inside was a blond woman barely alive. “Make an emergency call. We have a live one here.” Alyssa said to Stacey just as she was removing the ball gag. “Call complete, they’re on their way.” Stacey replied as she looked down at the blond woman looking pale and weak. “I wonder who she is. What is your name miss?” Alyssa asks the woman. “I’m Captain Shannon Watson U S Army. The major is an imposter. The real major is in the other box.” the weak woman said. “Well I hate to tell you this but the major is dead and now just a skeleton.” Alyssa told the army captain. “Another woman impersonated me as well. She comes over every few days. She’ll be here tonight.” The army captain told Alyssa. By this time a team had come to pick up the army captain and get more information on the imposter they were taking. “I have to get ready to for this bitch and I guess you’ll be taking her place. Well have to find out what they were up to and what where they after.” Alyssa said as she headed down to get dressed. “Well I’ll be ready for this bitch as well. “I can’t wait to wear another woman’s uniform again. It’s going to feel so good too.” Stacey said with a big smile on her face. “I’m sure it will be. Let’s go over how we are going to knockout this bitch out and get her secured. The team will be standing by to assist us.” Alyssa said just getting done with her hair and makeup, then went over to the bed picking up the light blue satin bra. “Maybe they tortured her until she expired. Two rookies with no experience.” Replied Stacey as she watched Alyssa fastens the front closure. “You could be right about that or maybe a couple of women just wanting to wear another woman’s uniform and lingerie or they’re on the run needing some new identities.” Alyssa said picking up the light blue satin string bikini panties and stepping into them. “Who ever they are, they are going to get a little prize. The so called major should be singing like a yellow canary.” Stacey said as she watched Alyssa pick up the light blue satin garter belt and put it on. Alyssa fastens the hooks and swung it around. “Now how are we going to knock out the imposter?” Alyssa asks Stacey as she slipped on the right thigh high, fastening it into place. “Well I could sneak up on her from behind and inject her with a knockout drug or shoot her with a dart.” Stacey replied watching Alyssa slip on the left thigh high. “That sounds good, where do you want to get her?” Alyssa asks as she picked up the light blue satin slip and putting it over her head. “How about in here. Just lure her up here and I’ll hit her with the dart. She’ll be out in seconds and won’t even know what hit her.” Stacey said with a smile as she watched Alyssa step into the dark blue skirt and tucking in the light blue satin slip. Alyssa zipped up the zipper then picked up the light blue blouse and slipping it on. “That sounds good, go ahead and get ready.” Alyssa said buttoning up the blouse. She then slipped on the patient leather dress shoes. Alyssa was now ready and tucked in her gun into her waist band just in case. After a few hours the army imposter came to the door. Alyssa went to the door and answered it. “Hey how was your day?” Alyssa asks the imposter in the major’s voice. “I almost got caught today. Good thing this army captain really don’t have many friends.” The imposter replied coming in. “What happened?” the major asks. “Little did I know that she has a cousin that is very close to her and I almost blew it? Just as I found an identity that I really like being. I’m not going back to prison and I know you feel the same way.” The imposter replies as she heads towards the couch. “Me neither. Let’s go up to the bed room and tell me more about this cousin.” The major replied as the captain led the way. Alyssa walked behind the imposter and watched the imposter open the door. Alyssa stood in a certain way so the imposter was in the line of fire. The army imposter stood getting ready to tell more about the cousin when Stacey slowly opened the walk-in closet door, pointed the dart gun and pulled the trigger. The dart hit its mark and within seconds the army imposter hit the carpeted floor with a thud. Alyssa smiled as she knew that the imposter would be out cold for a few hours. <br />
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End of part six<br />
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The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission!<br />
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Part seven<br />
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“Nice shot, she’ll be out for a few hours. So I’ll let you get down to business.” Alyssa said with a big smile on her face. “Thanks, I can’t wait wear her uniform and Lingerie.” Stacey replied with a smile back as she looked down at her prey. She started to strip the army imposter by removing the dress shoes and then the neck tie. Stacey then unbuttoned the green jacket and then the buttons on the light green blouse. She sat the imposter up with Alyssa’s help. Stacey removed the green jacket and light green blouse exposing a white satin slip and a matching satin bra. Stacey and Alyssa let the imposter’s head bounce off the carpet floor. She rolled the imposter on her left side, unfastens the outer clasp, and then unzips the zipper on the green skirt. Stacey slides down the green skirt and off the imposter. She then pulls up the white satin slip and pulls it off the imposter. She then unfastens the front closure of the satin bra and removes it. Stacey then pulled down and removed the white satin string bikini panties. Finally the thigh high skin tone nylons were slid down slowly and carefully from each leg. The army captain imposter was now stripped completely nude. Alyssa dragged the imposter into the bedroom to tie her up while Stacey got the equipment ready to make her mask. Alyssa rolled the imposter over on her stomach, taking her wrists putting them behind her back and locking them into a pair of leather cuffs. She took another strap and fastens the imposter’s elbows. Alyssa rolled the imposter on her back and took a pair of leather cuffs and secured the ankles. Next she moved up to the knees, securing them in another pair. She took a ball gag and stuffed it into the imposter’s mouth, securing it in place. She sat the imposter up and took three straps and secured the upper torso and wrists to the lower torso. Alyssa then rolled the imposter over on her stomach and put her into a hogtie. She then went back into the spare bedroom to see how Stacey was doing. Stacey loaded up a picture of the imposter. Within minutes the mask was completed and thanks to advancements, the mask would be able to be reapplied. It also had a voice modulator in it. Alyssa came in and how everything was going? Stacey said everything was fine and was now ready to get dressed. Stacey took a quick shower, freshens up and came out to do her hair and makeup. After she was done, Stacey went over to the bed to get dressed. She picked up the white satin bra and slipped it. She fastens the front closure, adjusted the straps for a better fit and then picked up the white satin string panties. Stacey adjusted them, then picked up the thigh high nylons and slipped them on. She adjusted them, then picked up the white satin slip and put it on. Stacey adjusted the straps for a better fit. Picking up the skirt, Stacey licked her lips and stepped into the green skirt, tucking the satin slip as she pulled up the skirt. Next came the light green blouse. Stacey slipped it on and buttoned up the buttons. She grabbed the neck tie and put it on. Stacey slipped on the dress shoes and checked herself out in the floor mirror. Alyssa was checking her out in the mirror. “Wow, you look great and hot to trot in uniform babe.” Alyssa said with a smile on her face. “Thanks honey, so do you.” Stacey replied in kind. “Well let’s see about this army captain. See who she is and what is her job at the base?” Alyssa said leading the way to the master bedroom. “Sure why not. Can’t wait to see the looks on this bitch’s face.” Stacey replied as she followed Alyssa down. Stacey felt really great and could feel the confidence inside of her coming out again. “Well, looks like our little bit** is finally awake. Are you ready to sing like a yellow canary?” Alyssa asks standing over the imposter with her hands on her hips. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” replied the imposter as she saw the two women standing over her. “Hey bit**, how do I look in uniform?” Stacey asks the imposter turning around in front of her. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” the imposter replied angrily. “So are you ready to talk or not? The choice is yours, talk or get tortured?” Alyssa said with a wicked smile on her face. The imposter nodded “yes” and Alyssa removed the ball gag. “What is your name?” Alyssa asks. “Susan Wells, I escaped prison a few months ago along with Rebecca Torres the other woman that you taken place of.” Susan replied. “What was your job at the base?” Stacey asks. “I was an Intelligence officer along with the major.” Susan replied. “What are the pass codes and words for the security systems and computers as well?” Alyssa asks. Susan gave up the pass codes and computer pass words as well as for the captain’s house, bank account and the safe inside the house. “Thanks honey you’ve been real helpful. Don’t worry you’ll be real useful somewhere else. She’ll make one hell of a sex slave!” Stacey remarked as she finished up writing everything down. “Wait you can’t do this to me!” Susan yelled. “Well it’s a sex slave or jail bitch, make a choice.” Alyssa asks in a demanding voice. “I rather be in jail before being a sex slave whore!” Susan replied. With a swift right cross across the imposter’s face gave a clear message of who was in charge. “Time to gag your sex slave ass, Open your fucken mouth slut.” Alyssa demanded as she stuffed the ball gag back in and secured it in place. Stacey meanwhile was making a call to the pickup team. Within 30 minutes, the team came and picked up Susan and she was on her way to become a sex slave. The handler came in and talked to Alyssa and Stacey about the new information that was provided and what they might not know. Instead of just getting the information and leaving. Alyssa and Stacey would take extra time to learn a little more about the women that was involved. The imposters were escapees and needed new identities. They were amateurs and just could have not known what they had done. The authorities could have been tipped off by the amateurs and could be waiting. It was decided to go ahead to get the information and go, just in case the authorities had gotten wise. <br />
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End of part seven <br />
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The Female Military Imposter: One Down and One to Go, A new Mission! <br />
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Part eight <br />
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Alyssa and Stacey reviewed all of the information along with their handler. They were working on the plan when a phone call came in notified both women that a security breach was detected and that someone from the base would be enroute to her and the captain’s house. The handler decided to call off the mission, Alyssa and Stacey packed up all the equipment, uniforms, clothes and lingerie and decided to leave. A team would was cleaning out the captain’s house as well at the same time. By the time the authorities arrived the agency teams were gone as well as Alyssa and Stacey. The authorities were ready to arrest the fake major and captain, but they nowhere to be found. So an all outs bulletin was issued for the two women. Alyssa and Stacey took turns switching back to their normal identities heading back towards Nevada. Everyone would rendezvous at Alyssa’s house and figure out what was the next move. All would agree the two amateurs did mess up a perfect plan and all agreed not to let this set them back. Instead they would get a new plan and look at two new women to impersonate. The search began immediately and 2 new targets were identified. A 29 year old Air Force Major, single with no children and no family. She was five foot seven inches tall, blond hair, green eyes and one heck of figure to go with her looks, 35-24-34 to be exact; this would be Alyssa’s target. Another woman Air Force Captain 24 years old, five foot one and a half inches tall, brown hair, hazel eyes, 34-24-34 smoking hot body to go along with her looks. She was single, no children and kept to herself, except going over to the major’s house now and then. Alyssa and Stacey would wait for the heat to cool down, and then proceed on their mission. In the mean time, both would go through the wardrobes that they got from the failed mission. Alyssa and Stacey watched everyone leave then they had some private time together that lasted all night. Stacey woke up put on a satin robe and went down stairs to make breakfast. Alyssa could smell the food cooking and woke up herself. She put on a satin short robe and went down stairs. Stacey was putting the food on the table when Alyssa came into the dining room. “Thanks for making breakfast babe.” Alyssa said with a smile. “Not a problem honey.” Stacey replied. They sat down and ate breakfast, drank coffee and talked. “I want to thank you for getting the traitors and taking revenge.” Stacey said to Alyssa. “You are very much welcome. Those mother fuckers deserved everything that they got.” Alyssa replied back.”Well I guess we better see what is going on with our targets.” Stacey said picking up the dishes and heading to the kitchen. “I’ right behind you babe. I wonder if this mission is going to go smooth or not?” Alyssa said following Stacey into the kitchen. “I think after this one we take some time off and have a nice vacation somewhere.” Stacey replied putting the dishes into the dishwasher. “That sounds very good to me but let’s get through this mission first ok.” Alyssa replied as she kissed Stacey. She grabbed Stacey’s hand and they went down stairs. The agency decided to put a surveillance teams on both women to make sure that no other women came in and replaced them. The two teams watched the women and sent information and video to Alyssa. The teams were able to get access to the women’s houses and install surveillance equipment. Now Alyssa and Stacey could watch live video feed of their targets and gain allot of Intel on them even before leaving. Everything was going good and the authorities were looking for the 2 imposters somewhere else. So it was time to get ready to go ahead with the mission. After the next week of surveillance everything looked good and Alyssa and Stacey left for Cheyenne Mt AFB. This time everything would go right with no problems. Alyssa and Stacey loaded up the van and now there would be a support team if help or emergency exit was needed. It would take 12 hours to get there, Alyssa and Stacey would take turns driving. While Alyssa drove Stacey looked over the information and Alyssa did the same. They finally arrived at a new safe house and unpacked everything. They got settled in and went over the Intel one more time before tomorrow. It would be Friday and a good day to make their move. Alyssa and Stacey would use knock out gas in Avon items to take care of the major and the captain. After everything was ready to go and their satin dresses picked out, they spent the night in hot passionate sex. Alyssa and Stacey woke up got some breakfast got dressed and headed towards the Majors house. They waited for the major to arrive home and at 1 pm the Major arrived home. The plan was simple act like Avon ladies try if possible lure the Captain over and take care of her as well. <br />
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Part nine <br />
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Alyssa and Stacey waited a few moments before pulling up into the driveway. They got out and went to the front door. Alyssa knocked and the Major answered the door. “Hi, can I help you?” the Major asks. “Yes we are selling Avon products and wanted to know if you would like to sample some?” Alyssa asks the Major. “Why not, I just love Avon, please come in.” the Major replied. “Thank you very much. Do you have any friends that might be interested as well?” Alyssa asks. “Yes, I sure do. Just let me give her a call. She works with me on the base.” The Major replied as she picked up the phone. “Ok, we’ll just set up while we wait for her.” Alyssa told the Major as she and Stacey set up. Thanks to the advance team they could hear everything the Major said and if she notified the base security, Alyssa and Stacey would get an alert on their cell phones. The Major called the Captain and the Captain said she would be right over. The Major came right back into the living room of the one level ranch style home with a two car garage, big bedrooms with huge walk in closets and sliding mirrors for doors on each. It took 30 minutes for the Captain to arrive. Everybody was introduced to each other and Alyssa handed a lipstick sample to each of the women and the women went over to a wall mirror. As they opened them up Alyssa and Stacey pulled out and put on their gas mask. A thick white smoke shot out and both women inhaled it and started to choke and gag on it. Within minutes the smoke filled the room, the Major and the Captain hit the floor out cold. Alyssa and Stacey waited for the gas to clear out and then took off their gas mask. Alyssa and Stacey then helped each other carry both military women into the master bedroom and started to strip them nude. Alyssa and Stacey removed their satin dresses and stuffed their panties into their virgina then knelt down and removed the military women’s dress shoes then removed the neck ties and then unbuttoned the buttons on the light blue blouses. They sat the women up removed the blouses and pulled down the light blue satin slips. Alyssa and Stacey unfasten the front closures of the matching satin light blue bras pulling them off. Next they let the military women’s heads bounce off the carpet and then rolled both women on their left sides to unfasten the outer clasp. Then they unzipped the side zippers of the blue c/t skirts then pulled the skirts down along with the light blue satin slips. Next Alyssa and Stacey unfasten the thigh high skin tone nylons from the light blue satin garter belts. They slid each nylon down carefully from each leg then unfasten the hooks and removed the garter belts. Last came the light blue satin string bikini panties. Alyssa and Stacey slid them down and off and they could feel the warm moist heat rise up from the women’s virgina then they took a whiff of the panties. They enjoyed it and rolled the women over on their stomachs. Stacey quickly retrieved the black bags and sat them down. Alyssa and Stacey took the women’s wrists and put them into the leather cuffs. They locked the cuffs and did the elbows the same way. Alyssa and Stacey rolled the military women over on their backs, cuffed the ankles and ankles together then took leather straps and wrapped them around the upper and lower torso securing the arms to the body, next came the gags. They opened the women’s mouths and pulled out their pussy juice soaked panties and stuffed them into the military women’s mouths. Then Alyssa and Stacey took ball gags stuffed them in and fasten the straps keeping the panties in place. Next the 2 dominant women put the 2 military women into hogties and into holding cages. Now came the hot shower after they put away the Avon items. Alyssa and Stacey took a hot shower together and did up their hair, applied the masks that they already had made and did their makeup. Now Alyssa and Stacey could dress into their newly acquired sexy Lingerie and uniforms. They picked up the light blue satin bras, slipped them on and fasten the front closure. Each woman adjusted the straps for a better fit. Next came the satin light blue string bikini panties. They felt real good on their skin as they slid them up and into place. Now came the light blue satin garter belts then they slipped on the skin tone silky smooth thigh high nylons. Alyssa and Stacey put these on carefully and then fasten the clasps on the thigh highs. As they picked up the light blue satin slips the 2 military women woke up and came too. Alyssa and Stacey ignored them and slipped on the satin slips letting them fall over their upper torsos. The 2 military couldn’t believe their eyes as they watched 2 imposters get dress in their Lingerie and uniforms. They tried to make sounds but the knockout gas numbed their vocal cords. All they could do is watch in horror as 2 unknown women got dress to impersonate them. Alyssa and Stacey stepped into the blue skirts tucking in the satin slips as they pulled them up. They zipped up the zippers then fasten the outer clasps and then picked up the light blue blouses. Alyssa and Stacey slipped them on then buttoned up the buttons and then put on the neck ties. Finally they stepped into the patient leather dress shoes with their shinny high gloss finish on them. Alyssa and Stacey checked themselves out in the large mirrors and both approved their appearances. <br />
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Part ten <br />
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Alyssa looked down at the two tied up military women. “Well I see you’re finally awake. How do our panties taste ladies?” Alyssa asks with a smile on her face. “I think they must taste pretty good, looks like they are enjoying them.” Stacey added with sarcasms in her voice. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from both tied up women. “Don’t you worry, both of you will make good sex slaves. They’ll fetch a great price as well.” Alyssa said as she stood in front of her captured prey. “No doubt a really nice prices especially this little cutie pie.” Stacey remarked standing in a dominant stance. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” replied the tied up military women. “Well it’s time to make the phone call then get ready to go shopping on their credit cards. Go pull in the suv into the garage. Wait let’s take the suv over to the safe house and we’ll take the Major’s car.” Alyssa said dialing the backup crew. “Sounds good to me but I’ll put these two to sleep first.” Stacey replied as she took out 2 syringes fill with a knock out sedative in them. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from the 2 frighten tied up women as they watched one of the imposters come over to the cages. Stacey injected the Major first and it took effect immediately then she injected the Captain and the sedative took effect immediately as well. With both women out cold and the pick up team on the way, Alyssa and Stacey put on their blue jackets, dress covers picked up their purses and keys then headed towards the mall to do some shopping after they dropped off the suv at the safe house. The pick up team arrived 2 minutes after they left and took the two military women. Alyssa and Stacey enjoyed themselves shopping in uniform and maxed out the Major’s and the Captain’s credit cards. They headed back to the Major’s house to go through their shopping bags. Once Alyssa and Stacey arrived back at the major’s house and sat their bags down on the bed. “Well let’s start looking shall we.” Alyssa said with a smile. “I hear that girl” Stacey replied. After looking through their newly bought stuff, Alyssa and Stacey went over the information one more time. Alyssa made a phone call to the pick up team and they would be there in 30 minutes. Stacey checked up on the 2 tied up women. She pulled out 2 more syringes and injected both women with more sedative. The pick up team arrived and Stacey left for the captain’s house to get ready for the mission. Alyssa enjoyed going through the major’s wardrobe, just as Stacey enjoyed going through the captain’s wardrobe. Alyssa got up early, got something to eat, took a shower and got dressed. She called Stacey to see if she was up and getting ready. Stacey assured her that she was ready to go. Once she checked herself out and was positive that she would pass as the major, she left for the base. Stacey was doing the same. She got up got something to eat, took a shower and got dressed. Just like Alyssa she checked herself out to make sure she could pass for the captain. When she was satisfied, Stacey left for the base. She arrived at the captain’s office and knew that Alyssa would arrive shortly. Alyssa arrived at the major’s office a minute after Stacey. Stacey came down and greeted Alyssa as the captain would every morning. “Good morning maam.” The captain said. “Good morning captain. What do we have on our agenda this morning?” the major ask. “We have to review some classified information and files.” The captain replied. “Ok, well let’s get started.” The major said. “Sounds good to me, here is the first of many files today and this week.” The captain replied handing a flash drive to the major. Alyssa slipped in another flash drive to copy the files. After about eight hours they had 25% of the top secret information needed. They went and put everything back as not to arise suspicion. Over the next four days they did the same thing, copying all the required information. When they were done they headed towards the rendezvous and got into another vehicle to drive back to Nevada. The pick up team clean out the house and took the cars. Alyssa and Stacey drove back in uniform, but changed once they got to the hotel. They decided to go on the prowl and found to women in naval uniforms having a drink in the lounge. This was an opportunity that they couldn’t pass up. Alyssa and Stacey started some small talk with the 2 navy women and bought them a drink. All 4 women drank until 1 am then headed back to the naval women’s hotel room. Alyssa and Stacey just sipped their drinks and poured them out as well. So Alyssa and Stacey wasn’t that affected by the alcohol. It wasn’t long before they pulled out the chloroform and the rags. Alyssa and Stacey pounced on the 2 unsuspected navy women. Neither navy woman put up much of a fight and sitcom to the chloroform quickly. “Well it’s time to get these 2 stripped nude.” Alyssa said as they removed the dress shoes and unbuttons the short sleeve blouses. They pulled the arms out from the blouses, and then removed them. Alyssa and Stacey then removed the white belts with brass buckles. Setting them aside next came the skirts. They unfastens the outer clasp, then unzipped the zippers. Alyssa and Stacey slid down the skirts, setting them aside. They quickly pulled down the white satin slips, setting them aside then pulled down the non control top pantyhose each woman wore. Finally the white satin bras and panties came off. Alyssa and Stacey tied and gagged the navy women putting each into a tight hogtie. They empty out 2 large suit cases and put each woman in one. Alyssa and Stacey quickly took off their clothes and put on the navy women’s lingerie and uniforms. Alyssa would check out the navy women in the morning and Stacey them two. Each drove a car with a navy woman in the trunk of each car. These two women would fetch a nice price along with the other 4 women. The information they got each got them $5 million each along with a million dollars for the 6 women. Not a bad for a couple of weeks work, but it was worth it to Alyssa knowing that she was working with Stacey again. They went through the wardrobes and added to their collections of uniforms and sexy lingerie. <br />
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The Female Military Imposter: Her First Mission!<br />
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Alyssa now complete with the knowledge and intense training she had gotten from a organization of former spies, now doing independent operations for money. She was trained for little over the year in weapons, tactics, hand to hand combat, self defense, Impersonation and infiltration. The mysterious woman who trained Alyssa and would be her contact / handler for all of her missions. Alyssa had all the latest espionage equipment available to her. A new and improved mask making machine, retina / finger print scan surveillance, wigs, sedatives, security code entry pad and a laptop. <br />
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Alyssa now sat outside U S Navy Lieutenant Susan Smith’s San Diego, California apartment in a van wearing a black nylon/polyester cat suite with a front zipper and her equipment in it. Susan was the same height, weight, built, bust size and with similar looks. The apartment was only one floor and had a two car garage attached to it. Alyssa had gain entrance as a maintenance worker to install her cameras and voice recorders in every room in Susan ’s apartment. Alyssa also had a lot of knock out sedatives, K O gas, chloroform, mild and heavy syringe sedatives and the good old fashionable club. To keep them tied up and quiet Alyssa used the same stuff she used on Lacie Caldwell. Bought a lot of the white cheap nylon string bikini panties for the nice mouth stuffing panty gags. Wearing them days before she would strike, to have a nice taste for her prey. She wore the expensive panties she bought and took off Lacie when was not on a mission. Alyssa felt very good, happy and very dominant in what she was doing now. Alyssa took a good scan of Susan ’s face and recorded her voice, then loaded it up on her laptop to make a life like mask and voice module for later use. <br />
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Alyssa watched Susan put on her make up, lingerie, uniform and did her hair. Alyssa did this for the past three weeks, gaining all of the inside information needed. Alyssa had to pick a time and place to replace Susan . A Friday afternoon she came home from the base. It would give her a few days to find out the finer details. She had two options to enter Susan ’s apartment, one would be to pick the lock and disable the security pad or as Susan opened her garage, she could sneak in and hide out until Susan was gone. Pick the door entering the house and disable the security pad. Alyssa would head back to the safe house, review the information obtained and be back at 1600 hours to observe some more then head home and sleep to be back at 0500 hours. Alyssa was thinking how much easier it was to obtain the inside information on her latest prey, unlike Lacie Caldwell in which she had to trick her way into the residence. Alyssa could sneak into the apartment just like a real spy would.<br />
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Just like her first conquest “Lacie”, this latest one, Susan wore very sexy and expensive lingerie under her uniforms. Alyssa could not wait to get her hands on them as well as her hot body underneath them. Alyssa had her dream house and base of operations built in northern Nevada. It had three levels to it. The upper two made it look like a normal large 4 bedroom with 2 large walk in closets with large dressers and a separate bathrooms in each one, just like Lacie had in hers. The house had a huge garage to park 4 vehicles in it, and top security all the way around. The lower level was secret and no one knew where the entrance was except Alyssa and the builders. They were well taken care of (paid off) and the plans and computer files were destroyed for added protection. Three times as large as the upper levels. It had it’s own hot / cool air filter system and was temperature and humidity controlled. The third level had ten rooms, nine large and one regular jail size sound proof holding cell to keep her prey until they’re ready for pick up or disposal.<br />
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There was a very long hallway lined with tall glass cases to put her uniform trophies in with doors between every ten cases to each of the ten rooms. As you approached the nerve center, you could see “Lacie’s” uniform inside the first trophy case with everything she had on at the time of the conquest with a photo of her as well. The room for center of operations for Alyssa was large as the other eight with security code automatic opening / closing doors and was filled with all of the latest espionage equipment available. The other eight rooms where for her prize possessions from the spoils of war. Uniforms, dresses, blouses, skirts, lingerie and mostly her panty collection! <br />
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Part two<br />
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Alyssa arrived at 0500 to start observing Susan . This Friday would be the day, today she would strike and become Lieutenant Susan Smith. Looking at the garage camera Alyssa saw a good place to hiding place. She also recorded Susan putting in the code to her security alarm pad. Alyssa would enter through the garage and wait for Susan to leave. Alyssa was recording everything and would record her conquering Susan and stripping her nude. Alyssa couldn’t wait until it happened. She loved the feeling of her knocking out another woman, stripping her nude and wearing her clothes, especially her panties. It really turned her on and her nipples were getting hard just thinking about it. You could allot about a woman from her underwear drawer. From what she could see, Susan was a hot and sexy woman of good taste. Alyssa thought to her self that if she had time. She wouldn’t mind having a taste of Susan her self! <br />
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Alyssa watched Susan wake up made her bed covered with purple satin sheets and comforter. Susan went into the bathroom took a shower and came out to get dressed. Susan walked over to a bench chair in front of a desk full of make up, perfume and hair products completely naked. This started to get Alyssa excited. Susan did up her long brown hair braided and put in place with barrette. Put on her make up and perfume. Then walked over to a large walk in closet, past a big dress floor mirror and opened the door. Turned on the light, walked in and opened the bra and panty drawers picking out a matching pair of light brown satin set. Then picked out a pair of nude color pair of silky smooth sheer top pantyhose. Susan then picked out a light brown satin slip with lace and spaghetti string straps. Grabbed one of her six C/T Khaki uniforms with a matching skirt. The final two things were her dress c/t cover (hat) and shinny black dress shoes with one and a half inch heels on them. Susan put the dress cover on the bed and then draped her lingerie and pantyhose over the footboard. Hung her uniform on a hook attached to the floor mirror and set the dress shoes in front of the mirror. <br />
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Susan picked up the satin bra and put it on, closing the front closure. After adjusting the bra straps, she pushed up on her breast, adjusting them as well. She then grabbed the satin panties and stepped into them. Then pulling them up and covering up her well shaven pubic region. Then rubbing her tight ass adjusting them, checking herself out as went along. She reached down and put on the pantyhose, putting them on one leg at a time. Pulling them up slowly and carefully. Susan grabbed the satin slip and put her arms through the straps and let it fall over her breast and body. Susan had a smile of pleasure on her face as she felt the silky satin on her body, while adjusting the straps. Grabbing the uniform, she pulled off the blouse from the hanger with all of the ribbons and Lieutenant bars on it. Susan then put her arms through the short sleeves and slid it up on her body and buttoned it up. She then grabbed the skirt and stepped into it and pulled it up over her smooth legs and her hips. Tucking in the slip and blouse, buttoned the inner button, zipping up the back zipper and closing the clasp. Taking her hands and rubbing them against the skirt. Next Susan put the khaki belt through the belt loops and fasten the clasp in front. Susan stepped into the dress shoes one foot at a time. Checking her self out to make sure she looked ok. Then she put on her cover and picked up her black purse and left for the base.<br />
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Watching Susan taking a shower and getting dressed, made Alyssa get hot and excited. Not wearing a bra, her n****** were getting hard and protruding out from underneath her cat suit. Her p**** was getting wet as she was rubbing her inner thighs thinking how good it would feel to wear the uniform on herself. If Susan only new what danger was lurking about, she would have taken better precautions. Alyssa grabbed the black back pack, pulled out the .38 cal semi auto gun with a silencer and went to the garage door, then waited for Susan to open it up. Susan disarmed the security alarm opened the door, stepped into the garage opening up the garage door and rearmed the security alarm closing the door to the apartment. Alyssa snuck in hiding behind three big boxes waiting for Susan to leave. Alyssa saw that Susan up close was a real pretty and a half inch shorter than her, but was the same weight, bust size, posture as she was. Alyssa had a more of a toned up body than Susan , but both would look hot and sexy in a thong bikini. Susan put down the top of her sporty little car and started the engine. She backed out, closing the garage door and headed towards the base. Alyssa waited a few minutes to make sure Susan didn’t come back for something she might have forgot. All was clear for Alyssa to enter the apartment and set up the equipment she was going to need to pull this Impersonation off. She opened the door to the apartment and disarmed the security alarm system. Opened the garage door and pulled in her van and off loaded her equipment. Pulled the van back out and parked it across the street, setting the timer on her recording equipment to start an hour before Susan got home. <br />
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Alyssa came back inside, closed the garage door and lock it, then took her equipment inside one of the spare rooms and set up the cage and put it into the large empty walk in closet and proceeded to Susan s bedroom. Looking around, Alyssa went through everything. Susan ’s closets, drawers and especially her panty drawers. Alyssa found a cancelled check with Susan ’s signature on it and would practice it later. She went through Susan ’s phone / address book, photo albums, check book and important papers. After practicing Susan ’s signature, Alyssa grabbed a bite to eat, cleaned up and got ready, it was almost time for Susan to return home. Alyssa would use knock out gas to render Susan unconscious. Alyssa checked her MPU2 gas mask, the u s military’s latest, it was good to go. Now all she had to do is to wait for Susan to come back from the base. Alyssa heard the garage door open and Susan pulling in and turned off the car.<br />
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Alyssa got ready to use the knock out gas and checked her gas mask one last time as Susan bent over the small back seat to get her dry cleaning. As she did, the skirt rode up her legs giving her a tingling sensation from her panty hose and showing her nice shape of her tight little ass. Susan disarmed the security alarm and entered the apartment. After closing the door she rearmed it. She put down her purse and keys, then proceeded to her bedroom to put away her dry cleaning and change. She opened the door to the large walk in closet and hung up the dry cleaning, then went to the bathroom. As Susan was closing the door, Alyssa tossed in the knock out gas canister and held the door shut. Susan screamed “What the ****, what’s happening, let me out I can’t breath!” Alyssa didn’t say anything and held the door closed. Inside the bathroom she could hear Susan start choking. Trying to open the door with all of her strength and get a breath of fresh air, but to no avail. Susan was getting weaker and weaker by every passing moment. She started to slip slowly into unconsciousness. <br />
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Then Alyssa heard a loud thump as Susan hit the floor of the bathroom out cooled. Alyssa pulled out a syringe and waited a few minutes before entering to make sure the Susan was knock out. Alyssa looked down at Susan knelt down beside her and injected a mild sedative into Susan ’s neck. Satisfied, Alyssa turned on the vent fan and put her arms under Susan ’s arm pits and dragged her out laying her in front of the footboard. Then opened a window and close the bathroom door. After a few more minutes to make sure was safe from the gas herself, Alyssa removed her gas mask. Alyssa took off her back pack and set it down and went to retrieve her gym bag. Alyssa set the gym bag by Susan ’s head and was now towering over Susan with big smile on her face, standing in her dominant stance. “Now it’s time for my favorite part of the fun Honey Buns, Time to strip you completely nude!” She started to unzip her black cat suite, taking of her black sneakers in the process. She slid off her cat suite, not wearing a bra. Alyssa then took off the cheap nylon white panties, rolled them up and stuffed them into her virgina, keeping enough out to pull them out for later use. Alyssa was now getting excited and her n****** getting hard, she knelt down next to Susan and started to strip her. <br />
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She took off Susan ’s belt and tossed it on the bed. Slid off her dress shoes and set them aside. Then started to unbutton Susan ’s blouse, pulling it out from under the skirt’s waistline. After opening Susan ’s blouse, she unsnapped the front closure on her bra. Then sat Susan to take off her blouse and pull off the bra and pull down the slip’s straps. Alyssa picked up the blouse and bra, then draping them over the footboard. Letting Susan ’s head bounce off the floor a few times. Then rolled Susan on her stomach and undid the clasp, unzipped the zipper and unbuttoned the inner button. Rolled Susan on her back again, Alyssa pulled down the skirt, taking it off and draping it over the footboard. Then pulled the slip down and off, draping it over the footboard as well. Alyssa slowly and carefully pulled down the pantyhose and tossed them on the bed. Alyssa was now at the best part for her, taking off Susan ’s panties, covering the entrance of Susan ’s woman hood. She slowly pulled them off, exposing a well shaven pubic and genital area, hot and moist. Alyssa hung them on the bed post. She then rolled Susan back on her stomach, reached in the gym bag and took out the leather straps and placed it under Susan ’s wrists and fasten it into place. Took the elbow strap, placed it under Susan ’s elbows and fasten it in place. Alyssa rolled Susan on her back and fasten the wrists front strap in place. Then she sat Susan up and fasten the elbow strap in place, feeling Susan ’s firm breasts on her forearms. Alyssa grabbed the neck strap and fasten it in place. As she let Susan down she took in a quick rubbing of Susan ’s breasts. Alyssa then moved to the lower part of Susan ’s body, first strap applied was to the ankles. Alyssa lifted them up and placed them inside the strap and fasten it. Then did the knees in the same manner. Now it was time for that all important gag. Alyssa reached into the gym bag and pulled out the harness ball gag. Alyssa reached in her virgina and took out the panties she stuck in her. Opened Susan ’s month and stuffed them in with cotton crotch on Susan ’s tongue. She than put in the ball gag and fasten it in place. Alyssa sat Susan up against the footboard and took out the three foot hand cuffs, attaching one to the neck strap ring and the other to the knee strap ring. <br />
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Susan was now secure and in no position to argue or fight back. Alyssa stood up and grabbed her newly acquired uniform and undergarments and laid them neatly across the satin covered bed. Satisfied, she went to go get the cage. Pushing it in on wheels was a lot more easier than if had no wheels at all. Alyssa then put on one of Susan ’s bikini swim suites and went to retrieve her van and park it in the garage. She disabled the security alarm and opened the garage door. Alyssa pulled it in and shut off the engine got out and shut the garage door. She turned off all the cameras except the ones in the bedroom and plugged them into the wall. Her recording equipment still recording Susan unconscious in her bedroom. Alyssa proceeded to the bedroom and started to get everything ready to assume Susan ’s Identity. Alyssa took off the bikini swim suite and picked up the brown hair dye and went to the bathroom. She dyed her hair and took a long hot shower. As Alyssa was taking a shower, Susan was coming to and started to get her bearings, but still a little groggy. By the time Alyssa was done dying her hair and taking a shower, Susan was fully awake. She tried to get a understanding of what was happening to her.<br />
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The Female Military Imposter: Her First Mission!<br />
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Susan now fully awake saw Alyssa coming out of her bathroom, strutting her stuff. She tried to speak and tried to move but couldn’t, she finally realized what had happened. This woman who ever she was, knocked her out, stripped her nude and tied her up nice and tight with leather straps. Once she realized her predicament, she was furious and mad as hell. Susan still did not know what she wanted with her. A kidnapping, being a slave toy or something a lot worse. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from Susan . Ah, see your awake now honey buns! Alyssa said standing in front of Susan in a dominant female stance. “MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!” ((you f***en B****, let me go!)Susan replied angrily through her well stuffed panty gagged mouth. “How does my panties taste? I wore them for three days and stuck them in my virgina before I stripped you nude! MMMMM, yum, yum, yum I say they’re finger licking good!” Alyssa said with a smile and insulting tone in her voice while putting her right toes in Susan ’s face. “MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!” ((F*** you, you f***en B****!)Susan replied angrily again as best as she could through her well stuffed panty gagged mouth. <br />
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“I’m now the dominant female! I knocked your F****en ass out, stripped you completely nude and stuffed my panties in your mouth as part of your gag! I will now show you how dominant I am by making you watch me get dressed in my newly acquired undergarments and uniform.” Alyssa standing in a dominant stance, saying this to Susan in a very dominant voice. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from Susan . Alyssa strutted over to the bed, picked up the satin and lace bra. Put it on and snapped the front closure shut, adjusting the straps and her breasts. Then with a really big smile on her face, Alyssa picked up the satin panties and swung them on her right index finger to show Susan who’s panties they were now. Alyssa stepped into them and pulled the panties up slowly, looking at Susan with a smile on her face and savoring every moment. Rubbing her crotch once the satin panties where in place. “MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (NO, they are my panties b****!!!) came from Susan , who could do nothing but watch. <br />
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After Alyssa did a quick check in the mirror to see how she looked. She picked up the silky pantyhose and put them on very carefully, one leg at a time. Then she grabbed the satin slip and as Alyssa put it on, let it fall over her upper body. It felt really good, “Very sexy baby!” Alyssa said with a smile. She then grabbed the blouse, put it on and buttoned it up. Alyssa, getting excited stepped into the skirt and pulled it up. Tucking in the slip and the blouse, Alyssa got a feeling of pleasure. Finally put on the belt and the dress shoes. Alyssa now dressed in the khaki uniform, asked Susan how she looked? “How do I look Honey Buns?” Alyssa Asking with a smile on her face. “MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Go to hell you f***en b****!!!) Susan replied angrily. “well I think I really good and hot to trot. Felling sexy as well.” Alyssa said as she really enjoyed the soft feel of the uniform over the satin lingerie. Susan could not do a single thing but watch Alyssa enjoy herself and gloat. <br />
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“Well it’s time to put you in your new living arrangements!” MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No, you can’t put me in there!) said Susan with a scared look on her face. As Alyssa showed Susan the holding cage. Alyssa unlocked the three foot long hand cuffs and removed them. Then dragged Susan to the front of the cage. First things first, Alyssa pulled out a palm / finger print scanner and scanned Susan ’s palms and finger prints. Then took a scan of her retinas. Straddling her, Alyssa lifted Susan up and into the cage. Susan could see how the uniform moved on Alyssa’s body and the skirt ride up her sexy legs and could imagine how it looked to another woman when it did on her. Then pushing and pulling Susan the rest of the way in. Susan was trying to scream as load as she could through her panty gag all the way in. Then she locked the cage door. “I needed your prints and retinas for later use. I hope you enjoy your new home honey buns! I know I will be. If you have to go to the little girls room, just go.” Alyssa said while smile and a smirk on her face. “MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Go to hell you f***en b****!!!) Susan replied angrily. Once inside, Alyssa did not put the hand cuffs on the knee and neck strap rings. Alyssa pushed the cage into the spare room and into the walk in closet. Alyssa had changed the lock to a key open only lock, like she did at Lacie’s house. With Susan tied up and out of the way, Alyssa could now go through the apartment and enjoy her newly gotten gains from the spoils of war. But first a nice little drive in Susan ’s car wearing her uniform. <br />
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She put on the dress cover, picked up the keys and the purse proceeding to the garage. Alyssa disarmed the security alarm and opened the garage door. Then rearmed the security alarm, then got in the car and started it up. Alyssa could feel the skirt ridding up her silky smooth pantyhose covered legs. After she pulled out, she closed the garage door by remote. As she moved inside the front seat of the car, Alyssa could feel Susan ’s sexy lingerie and uniform move on her body. She got a tingling sensation up and down her body. Alyssa got a real enjoyment out of wearing another woman’s lingerie and uniform.<br />
She enjoyed it so much that she would go on a shopping spree on Susan ’s credit cards and bank account. As Alyssa was having the time of her life as Susan . The real Susan was trying to get free from her bondage. She knew now that this evil woman was going to impersonate her and steal top secret information. More than ever Susan new that she had to get loose and stop her. After several hours Alyssa returned to the apartment, car full of shopping bags from expensive department stores. She went into the bedroom and put down her stuff on the floor. Alyssa grabbed a syringe with a powerful sedative and went to the spare bedroom to check in on her prize. She unlocked and opened the door. Susan was trying to get her sight back, then saw Alyssa with the syringe. Alyssa ejected Susan with the sedative and with in moments, Susan was out cooled. “Nighty night Honey Buns, sleep tight!” Alyssa said as she was walking out the closet and locked the door. Alyssa could now enjoy the rest of the night. She would first, preserve her trophy uniform. “MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Go to hell you f***en c*** ass b****!!!) Susan replied angrily through her panty gag. Alyssa just laugh at Susan and shook her head. As Alyssa was shutting the door and locking it back up, She heard Susan cussing her out through her panty gag. <br />
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The Female Military Imposter: Her First Mission!<br />
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Part five<br />
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Alyssa completely undressed and put the lingerie and the uniform in the vacuum sealed bag. Once it was in the proper order, she vacuumed sealed it in. Then Alyssa hung it up on the hook on the floor mirror. She then went through the shopping bags, the closets and the drawers. Alyssa then started to prepare her mask, finger prints and colored contact lenses with the retina scans in them. Once everything was loaded up and ready to go, Alyssa went to bed, sleeping with nothing on. In the morning on Sunday Alyssa started her mask, finger print and contacts machine. She went in and checked on Susan , she was still out cooled. Once the machines started to down load the captured information. <br />
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Alyssa would spend the day wearing Susan ’s clothes and wearing her new ones she bought. Alyssa went to check on Susan . She was ok and p***ed off and mad as hell. “I was just wondering on how you were doing in your new living arrangements honey buns?” Alyssa asked Susan with a smirk on her face. “MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (f***en you c*** ass b****!!!) Susan replied angrily through her panty gag. “Don’t worry, some very nice people will be coming by to pick you up for a nice little ride Honey buns.” Alyssa said with a little laughter in her voice. Once again as Alyssa was closing the door and locking it. Susan calling her every name in the book. Alyssa just ignored them and went about her day laughing at Susan for her insignificant “MMMPPPHHH’s” through her well packed panty gagged mouth. <br />
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Alyssa made a call in code for the cleaners to pick up Susan and take her out the apartment. In a few hours the cleaners were dropped off and showed up at the front door and got ready to take Susan to the secret location of the main base of operations in Alyssa’s van. Susan was given chloroform and sedated with a mild sedative for transport by 2 women that transported “Lacie”. “She’ll fetch a nice price from the slave market!” said the older woman. Alyssa blew a little kiss to Susan as she was being chloroformed. “My sweet little honey buns, have a nice trip!” Alyssa said with a big smile on her face. “Nice touch on your conquest. I guess that she’ll remember that for along time!” said the second younger woman. As they wheeled Susan out she was given final instructions for her mission. “Good luck in your mission and be safe!” said both of the women as they closed up the van transporting Susan . They pulled out of the garage and headed to the base. <br />
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Alyssa would now enjoy herself. “Ah, just one of my very special prizes to wear. I’m really going to enjoy this day and the next few days as well.” Alyssa said as she put on the swim suite. She put on one of Susan ’s bikini swim suites and headed to the beach. <br />
Alyssa enjoyed herself at the beach and came back to the apartment with a great sense of pleasure. Now it was time to put the final touches on her disguise and get ready for the infiltration on Monday morning. <br />
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The Female Military Imposter: Her First Mission!<br />
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Part six / End<br />
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Alyssa woke up extra early to get prepared to infiltrate the Intelligence office and steal the valuable information. She went into the bathroom and took a nice hot shower. Got dried off and started to get dress. Alyssa went into the walk in closet and picked a nice white satin bra with matching string bikini panties. She put them on and adjusted the bra straps and panties. Pick out a nice pair of sheer suntan silky nylons and slid them up one leg at a time and pulled them up carefully. Alyssa then grabbed a white satin slip with lace and let put it on, letting it fall down over her body. Then Alyssa went down the rack of uniforms and picked out a C/T summer white with matching skirt. She put it on the hook on the floor mirror and went to do her mask, voice modulator, contact lenses, hair and make up. Alyssa put her own hair under a net and grabbed the mask of Susan s face. Slipped it on and adjusted it into place, putting the voice modulator under it. Smoothing it out as she went along. She checked it over and she saw Susan . Satisfied, Alyssa put on the wig already made up the way Susan did her hair and secured it in place. Alyssa put in the contact lenses and finished up her make up and perfume. <br />
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She then went over and put on the summer white uniform. Watching herself in the mirror as she went along. It felt so soft and nice over her body, Alyssa was getting excited and her n****** were getting hard. Buttoned up the blouse and grabbed the skirt and stepped into it. Pulling it up and tucking in the slip and blouse. Alyssa buttoned the inner button, then zipped up the back zipper and fasten the clasp. She went into the walk in closet and picked out a pair of white dress shoes. Alyssa set them down in front of the floor mirror and stepped into them. She could see how the uniform rode up and down on her body when she moved. Alyssa loved this feeling, she wanted more of this. Alyssa transferred all of the black purse contents in the white purse. Pick out the proper dress cover (hat) and put it on, adjusting it to have the proper fit. Satisfied with her looks, she grabbed the purse and keys. Going out the garage, Alyssa picked up a few syringes with a sedative in them, a bottle of chloroform, rag, dust mask and a couple pairs of hand cuffs. This was just in case she saw a nice little hot and sexy woman or two in uniform to snag for a play toy or a couple of extra slaves to sell. She put the items in a back pack.<br />
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Alyssa disarmed the security alarm and stepped into the garage. She closed the door and rearmed the security alarm and opened the garage door. Opened the garage door and got into the car and started the engine. Alyssa backed out the car and started towards the base. She felt the wind go between and up her legs. This gave her a sexy feel to her body, She started to rub her self in between her thighs. This made her n****** hard as a rock and now protruding through her lingerie and blouse. She just loved this feeling that she got when she wore a uniform with the top down on the car. Alyssa “Susan ” arrived at the front gate of the 32nd street Naval Base. She was permitted to go on after the gate guard verified her I D card. “Susan ” now arrived at the Intelligence office and pulled into her assigned parking place. It was early in the morning and no one else had arrived at the office yet. “Susan ” went into the office and cracked the safe open. There in front of her was the increpted codes for the submarine communication for the hole pacific fleet. She also had the sosus sonar locations for the pacific ocean. After turning on the computer, “Susan ” quickly grabbed a flash drive and loaded up the secret information. She put in her bra for safe keeping for the moment. She locked every thing back up and shut down the computer. She went to the bathroom. Once there she tore a piece of plastic from a garbage bag and went into the first stall. “Susan ” pulled down her skirt, pantyhose and panties. She sat down and took the flash drive and wrapped it up in the plastic and inserted it into her virgina. Aaaahhhh, came from “Susan ” as the flash drive slid into her woman hood. “Susan ” got a small pleasure out of this. Done “Susan ” did her business, wiped her self and pulled her panties, pantyhose and skirt back up. Washed her hands and went back to her desk. <br />
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When she got back from her bathroom break, everyone was coming in and starting up their computers and getting the day started. “Susan ” went over to the Lieutenant Commander and told her that she had a medical appointment and needed to leave. “Susan ” was given permission to go and enjoy the rest of her day. “Susan ” defiantly would, she planned on kidnapping a couple of more women today. She left the office and cruised around the base. In between two buildings was a very attractive Lieutenant Commander, blond hair and blue eyes about 29 years old in her dress white uniform, she was “Susan ’s” exact size and built. Looking for some thing on the ground, she was the perfect target and victim. She stopped her car behind the LCDR and grabbed her back pack of little tricks. She asked the very trusting LCDR if she needed help. The LCDR said “She lost a key to her apartment and needed to find it. “Susan ” grabbed the back pack and opened it up as the LCDR had her back turned on “Susan ”. “Susan ” pulled out the bottle of chloroform and put some on a inch and half square rag. “Susan ” snuck up from behind and grabbed the unsuspecting woman’s left arm and put the rag over her mouth. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from the LCDR. She was fighting with everything she had, but to no avail. With in moments the LCDR was out cold and motionless. “Susan ” quickly picked up her victim and took her over the car. She looked around and it was clear. She took out the white sticky tape and put a piece across the woman’s mouth. She took out the hand cuffs and cuffed the LCDR’s hands and feet. “Susan ” picked her up and put her into the trunk. She then took one of the syringes and ejected her prey with the sedative. “Susan ” closed the trunk and now it was time to go home and enjoy her latest conquest. As she was getting into the car she picked up the woman’s purse cover and found the lost apartment key.<br />
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On the way home she saw a sign that read “San Diego Charger Girls” here today. “Susan ” would make a little stop first. She would look great in a cheerleading outfit. She would pick one out and take her as well. “Susan ” located a hot looking blond exactly her size. Time for that new addition of her wardrobe! “Susan ” followed the unsuspecting cheerleader to a back room. There in her changing room, this little hot sweet thing had her different uniforms the cheerleaders wore. “Susan ” had her little bag of tricks. Put some chloroform on a rag and snuck up behind and struck her prey with lightning speed. Just like the LCDR she held the woman’s arm and knocked her out in a few moments. “MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from the hot little cheerleader. With in moments the cheerleader was out cold. “Susan ” grabbed the extra cheerleading uniforms and picked up her precious little sweetie and took her to the trunk of her car. She did up the cheerleader just like the LCDR. Now it was time to go home play with her play things and take what she wanted for the taking. The spoils of war was even sweeter this time. After about a week of playing with her new slaves, she took all of there wardrobes, money and went on two more shopping sprees. Then they were off loaded for sell on the slave market.<br />
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Alyssa took a few weeks off to relax and enjoying her self. Going through her newly acquired wardrobes from the three conquest, Trying on everything and putting up her latest three trophies and taking inventory of her extremely large panty collection!! <br />
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Over all her first mission was a big success, got $45 million dollars and a lot of new uniforms, clothes and sexy lingerie. <br />
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Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-26354028922279257622011-09-02T01:51:00.000-04:002011-09-02T01:51:40.671-04:00The Female Military Imposter: U S Army testing ground; back to the beginning!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: U S Army testing ground; back to the beginning! (Part one)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey were driving back to Nevada when they came across a wedding. The bride to be was a hot looking blond & the maid of honor was a hot blond as well. Both Alyssa & Stacey had smiles on their faces as they knew these two blonds were ripe for the taking. They followed the two women back to a hotel to get ready for the wedding. They just couldn’t let this opportunity pass them by. Alyssa & Stacey went through their bag of tricks making sure they had everything needed. Their plan was simple; gain entry & force the women to strip nude at gun point then tie them up & gag them. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey quickly changed in to really nice dresses & headed towards the hotel parking lot. They pulled in the hotel in the back grabbed their bag of tricks & got ready to strike. Stacey walked up to the door & knocked on the door. The maid of honor answered the door. “Hello can I help you?” asks the maid of honor. “Yes you can. I’m looking for the church that my friend’s wedding is being held at? I guess I got lost.” replied Stacey. “Please come in. I’ll give you better directions to the church.” replied the maid of honor. As Stacey entered she kept the door cracked opened this gave Alyssa a chance to get in to the room. As the maid of honor was writing down the directions, Stacey pulled out her gun & pointed it towards the two women. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“What the hell are you doing?” asks the bride. Just as the bride to be asks the question, Alyssa entered the room & pulled out her gun. “Just shut up & do as you’re told. I want both of you lovely ladies to strip completely nude & make it quick.” Stacey demanded. “What are you talking about? I have nothing against you.” replied the bride. “You can do it now or we’ll do it when you’re dead. Now start stripping, let’s go.” Alyssa said as she pulled the hammer back. “Ok Ok we’ll do it. Just don’t shoot us.” Replied the bride as she & the maid of honor unhooked & unzipped their gowns. “There is a wedding today but neither one of you are going to make it. Now hurry up strip!” Alyssa said with a smirk on her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="95" style="font-family: Calibri;">“I don’t know who you are but you’ll never get away with this.” replied the bride to be. “Yes we will, I just explain that you had cold feet & ran off with your maid of honor.” Alyssa replied with even a bigger smile. “You fucken bitch, I can’t believe that you’re going to ruin my special day!” replied the bride to be as she unzipped her wedding gown. The maid of honor did as well & both women slid off their gowns & started on the sexy Lingerie. “Let’s go bitches get that Lingerie off. We don’t have all fucken day!” Alyssa said with more authority in her voice. “We’re moving you fucken cunt. “Replied the bride to be as she & the maid of honor unfastens the nylons from the white & purple satin garter belts. They slid off the nylons, then unfasten the garter belt & took them off. “Come on the rest of it.” Alyssa demanded with more impatience in her voice. “What a fucken cunt taking my wedding gown & Lingerie.” The bride to be said as she & her maid of honor took off the matching strapless bras. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="101" style="font-family: Calibri;">After the white & purple satin string bikini panties came off then next came the jewelry, expensive at that. “Come on move it, let’s get that jewelry off & hand it over.” Alyssa said with a evil grin. The bride to be & her matron of honor were instructed to sit down in chairs. Alyssa handed her gun to Stacey to keep the two women covered as Alyssa grabbed some rope then started to tie them up. After a good 15 minutes the two women were tied up & gagged with white duct tape. Stacey made a phone call in code & Alyssa used some chloroform to knock out the two captives. Then agency women showed up 30 minutes after Alyssa & Stacey left. Loaded up the two prizes & drove off. Alyssa & Stacey headed back to Nevada with some really nice clothes to add to their ever increasing wardrobes. Alyssa & Stacey arrived home & had two weeks off before getting their new orders.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part one<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey took it easy then got their new orders. Alyssa couldn’t believe it she would be going back to where it all began for her. Stacey asks Alyssa if she was alright. Alyssa smiled & said “yea I’m ok.” & that she would show & tell Stacey about it. “OK then, well let’s get a look at the orders.” Stacey replied. “Let’s do it.” Alyssa said as she opened the envelope. “I guess you know this place?” Stacey asks. “Well I sure do, this is where it all began for me. I thought I never would be going back to this place ever again.” Alyssa replied as she reviewed the contents of the folder. Stacey looked through her folder as well. Alyssa’s target is a 29 yrs old Army Major, 5’ 7” tall, blond hair, green eyes, non-smoker, drinks occasionally, single with no children & works in the weapons development dept. Stacey’s target a 24 yrs old single Air Force Captain, 5’ 2”, blond hair, blue eyes, non-smoker, drinks & loves shopping for Lingerie. She also works in the weapon development department. They would leave in a week to obtain complete details on a new weapon system with stealth tech knowledge. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="102" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa will use the knockout gas pellets after breaking into the Major’s house. Stacey would use her old rouse of damsel in distress & force the pretty captain to strip nude at gun point then tie her up. The two women each with a different MO’s but they get the job done. “Well Stacey, let me show you how I got my first unsuspected prey. An army captain who thought her shit didn’t stink, shook her precious ass around, I showed her otherwise, When she finally woke up stripped nude, tied up, panty gagged & sitting in a holding cage. Watching me put on her sexy Lingerie & her uniform to impersonate her.” Alyssa said as she grabbed Stacey’s hand lead her down into the control room to show her the video of her very first capture. Alyssa & Stacey watched the video & decided that they needed to visit the bedroom for awhile. After they got done, both women started to study their prey & watched video clips of the targets walk, talk & move around in their uniforms. Each woman was getting wet & very excited as they watched the clips. Alyssa & Stacey masturbated as they watched the clips of the hot looking women who that they would soon become. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Alyssa & Stacey got their stuff ready to go. Loaded up two separate vans & headed for the Fort Edwards</span> <span closure_uid_3rxj17="103" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">weapon testing grounds in California. They arrived at the safe house, a house that Alyssa recognized as her very first prey’s house. She knew the exact layout of the house & Alyssa went into the master bedroom where she first dressed in her very first uniform & Lingerie worn by another woman, Lacey. Alyssa had a huge smile across her face as she unpacked her stuff & got ready for the mission. Besides the stuck up bitch deserved everything that Alyssa did to her. Stacey went to the spare bedroom & got unpacked then went to Alyssa’s room. “So are you ready to get this mission started?” asks Stacey. “Oh yea, ready as usual. Just taking it all in & getting excited about being in the house where it all began.” Alyssa replied as she finished unpacking her stuff. “Well I’m ready if you are.” Stacey said as she wondered what Alyssa was really feeling. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey loaded up the addresses of their targets & headed off on their separate ways to do some recon. Alyssa arrived outside the Major’s house & started to observe. At about 1700 hours the Major pulled up & opened the left side garage door with a remote. Alyssa recorded the frequency of the garage door opener. She would use this later when gaining access to the Major’s house to set up her surveillance equipment. Alyssa also took video & pictures of the hot looking Major. She sat there for a few more hours then left for the safe house. Alyssa would return in the morning to get the Major’s am routine & her route she used to get to the base. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey went to the base & followed her target home. This would give her a good chance to pick the perfect spot to use as a damsel in distress for the pretty Air Force Captain. She followed her target until there was a perfect spot Stacey saw. This part of the trip was isolated & hardly used road, but the Captain seemed to use it to get to her house, this would fit in perfectly in with her plan. Stacey continued to follow her prey until they reach the house. Stacey like Alyssa recorded the frequency of the garage door opener. She then took video & pictures of the hard body Captain. She then headed back to the safe house to get ready for the next morning. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Both Alyssa & Stacey had their own MO (methods of operating) Alyssa liked to get into the targets place & use knock out gas. Stacey liked to get up & personal with her targets. She would like to use a gun, then force her victims to strip nude then hand cuff themselves. Both women reviewed what they had learned, then had a real romantic together. When they fell asleep both had happy dreams of the women that they were going to impersonate. The next morning both Alyssa & Stacey woke up feeling good, then ate breakfast & got ready to head towards their targets places. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa arrived outside the Major’s house & waited for the woman to leave. Once the Major opened up the garage door, Alyssa started her video & took more pictures, she then followed the Major to the base to observe her route to the base. She would return later to follow her home. First Alyssa had to get back to the Major’s house & set up her surveillance equipment. She opened the garage door & walked right in. The garage door opener she programmed worked great. She entered the house through the door & into the kitchen. Alyssa headed towards the Major’s bedroom to start setting up her equipment. She set up in every room including the bathroom & shower.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once this was done, Alyssa went through the Major’s wardrobe & took a pair of her used satin black panties, then stuffed them into her back pack. When Alyssa was satisfied, she headed back to the base & wait for the Major to leave for home. Stacey waited for the Captain to leave for the base. Stacey watched as the Captain opened the garage door & then got into her car. Along with video, she also took pictures as well. Stacey followed the Captain to the base, getting to know the route to & from base. When the Captain reached the base, Stacey turned her car around, & then headed back towards the Captain’s house. When Stacey got to the Captain’s, she looked around & grabbed her bag of equipment. Stacey proceeded towards the garage door & opened it up. She ducted inside, & then closed the door with the remove she made which worked very well. Stacey could use this as a backup plan if her strait on approach didn’t work. Stacey headed towards the bedroom, unpacked her equipment & set it up. Then when Stacey was completed & satisfied, she went through the Captain’s wardrobe & took a pair of her red satin panties from the woman’s dirty laundry hamper. Stacey headed back towards the base & waited for the Captain to leave for home.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part two </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: U S Army testing ground; back to the beginning! (Part three) <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey followed the Captain home & knew exactly where to pull off her damsel in distress scheme. Once at the Captain’s hose, Stacey did a quick check on her laptop to make sure her surveillance equipment worked. The equipment was working great & recording everything that the Captain was doing. She was satisfied with this Stacey headed back to the safe house. Once back she studied the Captain on her laptop, observing how she moved in her uniform. Stacey actually got excited when she watched the Captain undress.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa was doing the same thing watching the Major undress & slipping into something more comfortable. Alyssa let her laptop continue to record the Major’s every move. She went to get Stacey to see if she wanted to get something to eat. Stacey was in the middle of watching the Captain undress & having some private pleasure when Alyssa walked in. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt, but I was just wondering if you wanted something to eat?” Alyssa asks Stacey with a smile. “Sure I do & after dinner you can help me finish my private pleasure.” Stacey replied with a big smile on her face. “Sounds good to me, let’s go eat.” Alyssa said as she turned around & headed towards the kitchen. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey ate their dinner & then headed towards the shower. It was something that they both needed. Both women reviewed the evening’s video of their targets. Alyssa & Stacey had some self pleasure & then fell asleep. Alyssa & Stacey woke up, got dressed & then towards their prospective targets houses to do more recon. They followed the two women around for the next week. Learning more & more about the women who that they would soon impersonate. Their every move, habit, how they dressed & especially what they wore under their uniforms. Alyssa & Stacey also made their masks of the two women from the videos that they took of the two women. The video of them taking showers, getting dressed & getting undressed were their favorites to watch. During the week, Alyssa & Stacey snuck back into the women’s houses to place video cameras inside the cars. Both women watched how their targets got into their cars & how the uniforms reacted to the body movements. Especially how the skirt rode up their silky smooth nylon covered legs. This got Alyssa & Stacey extremely hot & wet thinking about the extreme pleasure that they would soon be experiencing when they would be dressing in the women’s Lingerie & uniforms.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Alyssa & Stacey reviewed everything & were ready to go. They took hot showers & then got a good night sleep for their mission. In the morning they woke up, ate breakfast then packed their bags of tricks to be ready to be used. They then ate lunch & headed towards their targets. Alyssa would get inside the Major’s house & wait for her there. Stacey on the other h& would pull her car off one of the back roads & wait for the Captain to come by & stop to offer help. If she didn’t, Stacey would go to the Captain’s house & ask for help getting inside to do her dirty deed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa arrived at the Major’s house, got inside via the garage put her holding cage in the spare bedroom walk in closet then preceded towards the major’s bedroom. She would wait for the Major to come home in the big walk in closet, & then strike using her K O gas pellets when her target came into the bedroom. A few hours passed when Alyssa heard the garage door open & the Major pulled her car inside. This was always a tense moment for Alyssa & the rest of the trained spies. You just never know if everything would go as planned, if so then a feeling of satisfaction came over your body, knowing that you succeeded in taking out your target. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once the car door closed, Alyssa heard the door to the kitchen from the garage open & the major walking. Unknown to the Major this would be the last time she would ever be wearing her uniform. Soon another woman would be wearing it, along with her sexy Lingerie. The Major sat down her purse, dress cover & keys on the kitchen counter. She proceeded to the bedroom where Alyssa was waiting. As Alyssa heard the Major’s footsteps coming down the hall. She put on her MCPU2 gas mask & got her gas pellets ready. The Major came into the bedroom & headed towards the bathroom. This was just perfect for Alyssa as she was concealed inside the walk in closet. Once Alyssa knew that the Major was inside the bathroom, she crept up to the bathroom door & peeked inside. She saw the Major was getting ready to use the toilet when she decided to strike. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="104" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa tossed in four Knock out gas pellets into the bathroom & closed slammed the bathroom door. “What the hell.” The Major said as the pellets went off & the door was slammed shut. The Major started to choke & the gas was taking effect immediately. “Who in the fucken hell is doing this.” came from the Major as she started to collapse onto the floor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Nighty night bitch, enjoy your little knap.” Alyssa said with a sarcastic tone in her voice. With the last few choking sounds coming from her victim, Alyssa knew that her part of the mission was successful & that her prey was knocked out with no way of fighting back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Alyssa waited for a few moments before opening the bathroom door. Once she opened the door to the bathroom, Alyssa walked into the bathroom dressed in her black cat suite & stood over her dominated prey in a dominant stance. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="105" style="font-family: Calibri;">“You aren’t a match for knock out gas bitch.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Alyssa said smiling through her gas mask & waited for the gas to clear out before removing her gas mask. Once it was safe to do so, Alyssa removed her gas mask & dragged her victim back into the bedroom & laid the Major at the foot of the bed. Soon Alyssa would be doing what she loved to do best, strip this stuck up bitch nude, tie her up & panty gag her. She was really going to enjoy this to the fullest extent. Alyssa stood by her prey & started to strip. Once Alyssa unzipped & slid down her black cat suit then stepped out of it, she knelt down beside the Major & then started to strip her prey. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa Picked up each of the Major’s feet & slid off the shiny black dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them setting them aside. She moved up to the Major’s jacket then started to unbutton the 4 gold buttons. Sitting up the major, Alyssa slid the jacket off & laying it on the bed. She then unfastens the neck tie, taking it off & setting it aside on top of the jacket. The major was wearing a short sleeve non tucking blouse; Alyssa started to unbutton the blouse buttons. She sat the major back up & slid off the short sleeve blouse then putting it on top of the jacket. A pile of uniform items started to build up on the foot of the bed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Still having the major up in a sitting position, Alyssa slid down the straps of the white satin bra & the matching white satin slip. Alyssa unfastens the hook to the bra in the back & then slid it off. She set the satin bra on top of the blouse, then letting the major’s head fall back onto the carpet. She watched it bounce a couple of times before pulling out the white satin slip from the skirt. Alyssa pulled the satin slip up to the breasts. She sat the major back up & removed the satin slip, setting it on top of the uniform pile. Alyssa let the major upper torso fall back onto the carpet. She unfastens the outer clasp, then unzipped the skirts zipper. She slid down the skirt, exposing a forest green garter belt with silky smooth thigh high skin tone nylons & matching satin string bikini panties. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="106" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa took off the skirt & placed the skirt on the uniform pile on the foot of the bed. She unfastens the silky smooth nylons from the satin garter belt, then slid each one off carefully & placing them in a separate pile on the bed. Alyssa then unfastens the hooks on the garter belt & removed it setting on top of the skirt. She then got her face real close to the major’s pussy as she slid off the forest green satin string bikini panties. Alyssa could feel the heat rise up the major’s woman hood as she took off the panties. She took a good whiff before putting the panties on the bed. Now completely nude the major was ready to be tied up & panty gagged to keep her out of the way. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="107" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa opened her bag of tricks taking out h& cuffs, chains, leather straps, leather cuffs & a ball gag. She rolled the major on her stomach then putting the major’s wrists behind her back. Alyssa took a pair of hand cuffs & cuffed the wrists together then took a leather cuff to the elbows cuffing them together. Alyssa rolled the major on her back taking another pair of hand cuffs & hand cuffed the ankles. She then took another leather cuff & cuffed the knees together. Alyssa squatted over the major’s face & then opened her mouth. Alyssa pulled out a cheap pair of nylon string panties from her virgina & inserted them into the major’s mouth. She pushed them in further with her finger pushing the tongue back far into the major’s mouth. She then took the ball gag, rubbing it against her hot wet pussy before placing it into the major’s mouth. She sat the major up then fastens the ball gag into place securing the panties inside the major’s mouth. A thorough panty gag for this stuck up bitch to taste as she sits in her cage all tied up. Alyssa took a leather strap placing it under the breasts securing it in place. She then took another one placing it above the breasts securing it in place. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="108" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa then let the major fall back on the carpet floor then took a neck strap with a 5 foot chain with a hand cuff attached to each end of the chain & placed it around the major’s neck securing it into place. She then took the knees up into the major’s chest & fastens the single cuff on the ankle cuff. Alyssa took the other single cuff ran it between the major’s legs & cuffed it to the wrists cuff, effectively putting the major in a front hog tie. Now ever time the major moved she would rub her pussy with the chain. This would prevent the major from moving around allot since the chain would make her womanhood irritated. Alyssa went to retrieve her holding cage from the spare bedroom. She brought it in, set it up & started to put the major inside. Once she had her prey inside, Alyssa locked it up & then started to lay out the uniform & lingerie across the bed. She was getting ready to take a shower when the major started to come around from her sleep.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part three</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Female Military Imposter: U S Army testing ground; back to the beginning! (Part four) <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="109" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa strutted passed the holding cage shaking her ass. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (What the hell happen?) came from the major as she started to come around. “How was your nap you little bitch?” Alyssa asks she stood in front of the cage looking down on her dominated prey. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Let me go you fucken bitch!) the major said as she started to fight against her bondage. “You got exactly what you deserve, strutting your tight ass around like your shit didn’t stink. Now look at you, you got knocked out, stripped, tied up & panty gagged. By the way, how do my panties taste bitch?” Alyssa said with a smile on her face & hands on her hips. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="110" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Fuck you psycho bitch, let me go!) the major replied as she fought harder against her bondage but to no avail. “I guess it’s time to take that shower then get dressed in my newly acquired sexy lingerie & uniform. So just relax & enjoy the view from your new accommodations.” Alyssa said then turned around stuck her tight ass in the face of the tied up major & shook it before heading to the bathroom. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Fuck you bitch, you can’t do this to me!) came from the major as she watch the imposter strut into the bathroom. The major now knew that this woman was going to take her place & probably obtain secret information on weapon systems. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa was enjoying her shower & rubbing her body thinking about how it was when she dominated Lacie Caldwell. She enjoyed every moment of it & was enjoying this one as well. Alyssa put the blond hair dye in her hair then washed it out. The color matched the major’s perfectly & now it was time to dry off. The towels were soft against her skin as would be the sexy lingerie the major wore. Alyssa strutted out of the bathroom wearing a purple satin robe that the major had hanging on the back of the bathroom door. She went past the tied up major to the bed then laid out the lingerie & uniform on the satin covered bed. She then walked in front of the cage & stood in front of the cage in a dominant female stance. “Now you’ll watch a dominant female get dress & there is nothing you can do about it.” Alyssa said with an insult tone to her voice as she untied the satin belt, opened the robe & let it slide off landing on the carpet floor. Now completely nude Alyssa looked down on the tied up major with a smile in her face. “What’s a matter sweet cheek? Got nothing to say, maybe it because you have my great tasting panties in your mouth?” Alyssa said as the tied up major was looking up at her.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="111" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Fuck you bitch, NO don’t you wear my lingerie & uniform!) the major replied shaking her head in a “NO” motion back & forth. The major started to rock around inside the cage as she watches the imposter start to do her hair & make up. Once this was done according to army regulations, Alyssa then headed over to the bed & picked up the satin bra & sliding it on. Alyssa went over to the floor mirror. Standing in front of it she fastens the hooks in the back. “You know allot of women can’t even afford really nice expensive lingerie like you. The satin feels really nice against my breasts. OH YEH BABY really nice fit.” Alyssa said rubbing her firm breasts while looking herself in the floor mirror. Alyssa turned around & picked up the satin string bikini panties. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (NO you can’t wear my satin panties you fucken bitch!) came from the major angrily as she watched the imposter scoop up the panties she wore not so long ago. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="112" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa went back to the floor mirror & stepped into them. She slid them up slowly putting her firm ass towards the major to see. “Well just as nice as the satin bra. They feel so good on my ass. I can’t wait to get the rest of the lingerie & uniform on.” Alyssa said to the major as she turned around to check out her ass in the floor mirror. “What do you think sweet cheeks?” Alyssa asks as she headed back to the bed. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (You Fucken Bitch, take off my panties!) the major replied angrily as she watched the imposter pick up the satin garter belt & putting it on. “I can tell by the way you are acting that you like them on me as well & thanks for the satin panties. I’ll make sure that they get put to good use, just like the rest of your uniform. For now on my dominant scent will be in your panties.” Alyssa said fastening the garter belt hooks. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="113" style="font-family: Calibri;">She then picked up one of the silky smooth thigh nylons. Alyssa rolled it inside out & slid it up on her right leg. She adjusted it then fastens the holders from the garter belt. Alyssa then picked up the second silky smooth thigh high, rolled it inside out & slid it up on her left leg. She adjusted the nylon in place & then fastens the nylon to the garter belt holders. Alyssa then let the nylons adjust when she fully stood up & picked up the satin slip. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Fuck you psycho bitch, take off my sexy lingerie!) replied the major as she watched the imposter put on her garter belt & silky smooth nylons that she enjoyed having on her legs. Now she watched the imposter pick up her satin slip & walk over to the floor mirror. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="114" style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well everything is fitting me so well & feels really great on my body. I can’t wait until I put on this satin slip& feel it against my body.” Alyssa said as she let the satin slip fall over her body. She then adjusted the straps for a better fit. She looked herself over & she smiled at what she saw in the mirror. Alyssa turned around to check out her back side. Satisfied, she went back to the bed & picked up the skirt. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Fuck you psycho bitch, that’s my lingerie bitch!) came from the major as she watched the imposter put on her sexy lingerie. Now that the imposter was ready to put on the actual uniform to complete her transformation, the major knew that it was only a matter of time before the imposter would walk out as her. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="115" style="font-family: Calibri;">“For now it’s time for the uniform itself. I just can’t wait to feel it against my body. Just think, I’m going to look better than you in this uniform.” Alyssa said as she stepped into the skirt & pulled it up, tucking in the satin slip. Alyssa then zipped up the zipper & fastens the outer clasp. Alyssa checked herself out in the floor mirror. She turned around to check out her ass from behind. When she was satisfied in what she saw, she smiled. “I really look good in the skirt. Sure does show off my curves?” Alyssa asks the major as she headed to the bed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Fuck you bitch, that’s my skirt bitch!) the major replied angrily as she watched the imposter get pleasure from looking at herself in the floor mirror.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="116" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa picked up the blouse & took it over to the floor mirror, then slipped it on. She button up the buttons, then straighten out the blouse. Alyssa checked herself out in the mirror & had a smile of approval. She turned to the major, put her hands on her hips & wanted to know what the major thought. “Well how do I look?” Alyssa asks with a smile on her face looking at the major. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Fuck you psycho bitch, take off my uniform bitch!) the major replied angrily at the imposter standing in front of her. Alyssa just smiled, slipped on the shiny black dress shoes & picked up the jacket. She put it on as she walked over to the floor mirror. She buttoned it up & checked herself out in the floor mirror. Alyssa then turned around to look in the mirror over from behind & then the front. “Well sweet cheeks I’m all done getting dress, how do I look?” Alyssa asks the major as she turned around & from side to side checking herself out from head to toe. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="117" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (Fuck you bitch, take off my uniform now. You’ll never look as good as me in uniform bitch!) Come from the major angrily as she watched the imposter enjoying herself being dressed in her uniform. She couldn’t believe her eyes that the imposter looked like her in every way. She now knew that no one would suspect that another woman had taken her place. “Well, I think it’s time to head out to go shopping & just drive around in my uniform. But first I need to put you out & into the walk in closet.” Alyssa said walking over to retrieve a syringe from her black bag. Inside the syringe was a mild sedative to knock out the major while Alyssa went out to enjoy herself. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH” (No, don’t touch me with that needle!) the major replied scared of what was inside of it. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="118" style="font-family: Calibri;">The major let out an “MMMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” as the imposter ejected the sedative into the major. Within seconds the sedative was taking effect. Alyssa started to push the cage into the walk in closet. Once the cage was inside, Alyssa closed the closet door. Gathered up her special stuff & headed out to the kitchen. Alyssa picked up the dress cover, put it on then grabbed the keys & purse. She headed out the garage; she opened the garage door & started the car. She backed out after putting down the top, closed the garage door & headed out to do some shopping. She could feel the cool breeze flow up the skirt going across her vaginal region. This made her nipples hard, but Alyssa clearly enjoyed the feeling she had. Alyssa stopped in the first of many stores she planned on stopping at……..</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part four</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: U S Army testing ground; back to the beginning! (Part five) </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey was got up, took a shower dried off & got ready. She stuffed a pair of cheap white nylon panties up her virgina then got dressed. She ate her breakfast then packed everything she would need to overtake her target. Once she doubled check her bag of tricks she ate lunch. Stacey reviewed the Captain’s file & left for her hiding place. It took her about 45 minutes to get to her ambush site. She set up her laptop & tracked the Captain’s car on it. At 1630 hours the Captain was heading right towards Stacey position. She was about ten minutes out when Stacey pulled her car out, put up the hood & waited for her prey to stop. If the Captain didn’t stop, she would just go with plan B, Just break in & take the Captain by gas pellets or chloroform. As planned the Captain pulled over & stopped. “Do you need any help?” ask the Captain. “Why yes I sure do. My car broke down & my cell phone is dead.” Stacey replied walking up to the passenger side window. “Well grab your purse & hop in.” replied the Captain. “Thanks a million.” Stacey said then went to get her purse & back pack. She retrieved what she needed & went up to the Captain’s car. She opened the passenger side door & got in. “You shouldn’t be left alone on an isolated road, even my cell don’t get reception out here. A young woman about our age was almost raped not too long ago. That’s why I stopped, I didn’t want to hear that again on the news.” said the Captain as they drove towards her house. “Wow I never heard about that & really thanks for stopping.” Stacey replied as she had a sign of relief on her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Not a problem at all, you can just call from my house.” The Captain said not knowing the girl that she just picked up was going to force her to strip nude. “That sounds good to me since what you told me what happen.” replied Stacey. “Well we’re here at my house. It’s kind of by itself which is nice, no nosy neighbors to deal with.” The Captain said as she pulled her car into the garage. Both women got out as the garage door closed. “We’ll just go through the door leading to the kitchen. You can use the phone in the living room.” Said the Captain as she opened the door & both women walked into the kitchen. “The phone is right over there & here’s the phone book.” The Captain said as she went to her bedroom. “Thank you very much.” Stacey replied with a smile on her face. Stacey pretended to make a phone call & unplugged the phone line. “Yes my car is on the side of the road on RT 15 & it just quit on me. Can you send somebody to pick it up & take it to a repair shop? Ok that sounds great in about 2 hours then. I’ll call you then to find out which repair shop then, Good bye.” said Stacey as she hung up the phone. Now it was time to do the deed & get her prey stripped nude. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="119" style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well I see you got a few hours before they pick up your car. Do you want to sit here & wait or do you want me to drive you somewhere?” the Captain asks as she headed towards the kitchen. “If it’s ok with you I’ll wait here until they pick up my car.” Stacey replied as she reached inside her purse grabbing her gun & rose towards the unsuspecting Captain. With her back towards Stacey the Captain replied “Ok that’s not a problem. Is there anything else you need?” As the Captain turned around seeing the woman she picked up pointing a gun at her. “Well yes there is, I’ll take your uniform that you’re wearing & what you got underneath it. First thing take your h& out of your purse & put your hands up where I can see them.” Stacey said in a demanding voice pulling the hammer back. The Captain slowly took her h& out of her purse then step away from it & then put her hands up. “What the hell is this some kind of a robbery? Why do you want my uniform for? Just take my money, credit cards & car then just leave.” The Captain said in a challenging voice. “Just shut up & move to your bedroom so I can get you stripped & tied up. Now move It bitch to your bedroom!!!!” Stacey demanded as she moved behind the Captain giving her a slight push & grabbing the Captain’s purse.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ok ok I’m going you don’t have to push me. All I wanted to do was help a woman in distress & this is how I get repaid!” the Captain said as she walked down the hallway towards her bedroom. When they reached the bedroom the Captain was ordered to lie down on her face with her arms out to the side & her legs crossed. Stacey turned on the bedroom light then closed the blinds & curtains. Once this was done Stacey looked inside the Captain’s purse. “Well let’s see what we have in here. Oh my, a gun & just what think you planning on doing with this?” Stacey asks her captive. “There was an escaped female inmate & you kind of looked like her. I was just trying to protect myself. If you’re not her just take what you want & just leave.” The Captain said as she still lied on the carpet floor of her bedroom. “Well aren’t we that nice being a concern citizen & all. Enough already, time to get you stripped out of that uniform & lingerie. Now stand up, take off your dress shoes & jacket. No tricks!” Stacey told her captive putting the Captain’s gun in her back pack & pulling out two pairs of h& cuffs. “Lay your uniform & lingerie on the bed & get a move on I don’t have all day!” Stacey demanded of her captive. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Captain slowly got up, looked at her captor with discuss & slid off her dress shoes. She next unbuttons the blue jacket then took it off laying it on the bed as instructed. “You won’t get away with this. You’re committing a felony by kidnapping me & wearing my uniform, if that’s your plan?” replied the Captain as she took off the neck tie then unbuttons the buttons on the cuffs & buttons on the light blue blouse. “Don’t you worry about that & yes I plan on wearing your uniform. Now shut up & hurry it up, come on now strip completely nude!” Stacey told the Captain as she watched her captive take off the light blue blouse. The Captain took off the blouse, laying it on top of the jacket. Underneath were a light blue satin / lace slip with a matching bra. Still looking at her captor with discuss she unfastens the outer clasp then unzips the zipper. “I hope that you’re satisfied on what you’re doing to me. I have nothing against you or did anything to you personally. I was just trying to help a woman in need.” The Captain said sliding down the blue skirt & stepping out of it then laid it on top of the uniform pile on the bed.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="120" style="font-family: Calibri;">“I don’t give a shit; women like you have everything handed to you on a silver platter & thinks her shit doesn’t stink. Now just shut up & strip down to your bare ass bitch. Hurry it up, come on move it, strip!” Stacey demanded as she was getting impatient at her captive. The Captain pulled the light blue satin / lace slip up & over her head, laying it on the uniform pile. Exposing a light blue pair of satin string bikini panties along with a matching satin / lace light blue garter belt. The thigh high nylons were silky smooth flesh tone. “Is this the way you treat people, pulling a gun on them & taking what they have? You’re right I was born a very privilege girl. You know, I still work for a living why don’t you try it sometime you lazy bitch!” the Captain said to her captor as she unfastens the front closure of her bra. “Just what the fuck do you know about working for a living. You’re nothing but a spoiled rotten stuck up bitch! Hurry the fuck up & take off the rest so I can get your bitch ass tied up & gagged.” Replied Stacey angrily as she watched the Captain take off the light blue satin / lace bra & place it on the uniform pile. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="121" style="font-family: Calibri;">The Captain unfastens the silky smooth nylons from the garter belt then unfastens the hooks of the garter belt. “I guess you’re going to wear my bra & panties? That’s not very hygienic or safe, but I guess women like you don’t care about that at all. You never have high quality Lingerie to wear either? So I guess you’re going to take mine?” the Captain asks of her captor as she took off the garter belt & laid it on the uniform pile. “You got that right snooty little bitch. I never wore any high quality Lingerie or clothes. I came from the poor side of the tracks, so I found out a better way to survive by any means necessary. By taking whatever I want by force & yes I don’t care if you were wearing your bra & panties because I’ll soon be wearing them myself. Enough talk, hurry up & take the rest off! I want to get dressed in my newly acquired lingerie & uniform.” Stacey told her captive as she watch the Captain roll down the thigh high nylon on the right leg. The Captain took it off carefully & placed it near the uniform & Lingerie. “I’m sorry about how you came up in the world, but that doesn’t give you the right to do this to anybody.” The Captain replied as she carefully rolled down the thigh high nylon, taking it off & placed it near the uniform & lingerie pile on the bed. She looked at her captor with a please don’t make me take off my panties look on her face. “Your panties, take them off now!” Stacey told the Captain with a wicked smile on her face. “Alright, I’m doing it. I hope one these days you catch something you nasty bitch!” the Captain said as she took off the light blue satin string bikini panties. As a final sign of defiance, the Captain tossed them at her captor. Stacey caught them & took a whiff then tossed them on the bed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="122" style="font-family: Calibri;">“They smell really nice, thanks I’ll enjoy wearing them!” Stacey said as she pulled out a pair of hand cuffs. “Now what?” the Captain asks her captor as she stood there completely naked. “Sit your ass down on the floor.” Stacey demanded. The Captain sat down as instructed & was tossed a pair of h& cuffs. “What do you want me to do with these?” the Captain asks. “Cuff your ankles.” Stacey told the Captain. The Captain took the hand cuffs & cuffed her ankles together. Stacey tossed her another pair. “Now what?” the Captain asks. “Cuff your hands behind your back & then let me see them.” Stacey told the Captain. “You can look like me, dress like me, but you’ll never be me.” The Captain said as she cuffed her hands behind her then showed them to her captor. “Good but don’t you worry about anything because all anybody saw was a woman in uniform pull into her garage. Now roll over on your stomach & be quiet.” Stacey told her captive as she pulled out some lengths of rope. The Captain rolled over & waited for what was coming next. “I’ve cooperated with you so there’s no need to hurt me.” The captain said as she heard her captor coming towards her. Stacey knelt down beside the Captain & started tying her elbows together. Stacey made sure the rope was extremely tight then made sure the h& cuffs were tight as well. “Ow Ow, Ow, Ow, that’s too tight it hurts. Please not so tight.” The Captain said wrenching in pain as the rope was pulled tight as it would go. “Oh just shut up & quit your whining. You know you like it!” Stacey said as she rolled the Captain on her back. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Come on I’m tied up. I’m not a threat to you anymore.” The Captain said to her captor as she saw a length of rope being wrapped around her knees above & below. “Yes you were. You were going to pull a gun on me & call the authorities. I just can’t have that. It looks like the dominant female won. Now excuse me for a moment, I need to get undress.” Stacey said as she made sure the h& cuffs on the ankles were tight. Stacey stood up & removed her cheaply made blouse. She had no bra on so her 35c breasts were showing in all of their full glory. She then unbuttoned & unzipped her blue light special pants, slipped off her 5 dollar shoes & took off her pants, showing her razor stumbled legs. Stacey wore no panties underneath her blue jeans so her woman hood was in full view, unshaven & not very well maintained. After she got undressed, Stacey took out a roll of tape from her bag.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="123" style="font-family: Calibri;">The Captain was looking up at her captor with a disgusting look on her face. “You’re such a nasty bitch, get away from me!” The Captain said as she watched her captor walking towards her with 3 inch wide sticky tape. “No, what are you planning on doing to me? NO STOP!!!” the Captain said as Stacey squatted over her face then h& gagged the Captain to keep her quiet. Stacey pulled out a pair of cheap white nylon panties, sat on the Captain’s chest, removed her h& & tried to stuff them into the Captain’s mouth. “Come on bitch open up.” Stacey said as she pinched the Captain’s nose. The Captain tried as best as she could to hold her breath. After a few moments the Captain opened her mouth & tried to take a quick breath. “AAAAAHHHHH……..NNNNOOOO……MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from the Captain as Stacey’s panties were stuffed into her mouth. Stacey pushed them in as far as she could then tear off a nice piece of sticky tape & applied it to the Captain’s mouth securing the panties inside. Stacey smoothed over the tape & put on 5 more pieces of sticky tape, smoothing them over as well.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“There now all nice & quiet. Well let’s finish tying you up so you’ll be all nice & secure.” Stacey said with an evil smile on her face as she stood up & retrieved another pair of h& cuffs with a 3 foot long chain on them. She walked over to her captive, knelt down & rolled the Captain on her stomach. She attached one cuff to the wrists & the other to the ankles, effectively putting the Captain into a hog tie. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!” (No, this can’t be happening to me!) Came from the panty gagged Captain as she rolled around on the carpet floor. “Well now I think that will hold you & keep you quiet while I go take a nice hot shower & get cleaned up.” Stacey said with laughter in her voice. She strutted into the bathroom & found some blond hair dye. She dyed her hair & then washed it. Stacey stepped into the shower & cleaned herself, shaving her legs as well. Stacey came out & the Captain was looking up at the woman who now looked allot like her in every way & could pass for her anywhere. She was cleaned up, shaved & ready to do her hair & makeup. The imposter walked past the Captain & sat down completely naked at the makeup table. “MMMMPPPPHHHH” (NNNNOOOO!) coming from the hogtied Captain lying on the floor. Stacey sat down & started to do her hair just like the Captain’s. She applied the right amount of make up to her face. Once this was done, Stacey sprayed on some expensive perfume & got up from the table. She headed towards the bed looking down on her captive with a smile on her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="124" style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well it’s time to get dress in my sexy lingerie & uniform. You can watch me, just be quiet because there’s nothing you can do about it.” Stacey told her captive as she picked up the light blue satin panties then turned around standing in front of huge floor mirror mounted on the wall. Stacey stepped into them & slid them up. “MMMMPPPPHHHH” (No they’re my panties!) Came from the Captain as she watched the imposter put on her panties. “Well how do they look on me? They feel really nice on my ass.” Stacey said as she looked herself over enjoying the moment as she saw the Captain looking at her in the mirror from behind. She turned back around, picked up the satin garter belt & put it on. Stacey fastens the hooks then slid the hooks to the back. She then picked up one of the thigh high nylons, slipped it on her right foot then pulled it up into place. Stacey fastens the clips to the nylons & adjusted it by rubbing her hands up her right leg. She then picked up the other one, slipped it on her left foot then pulled it up into place. Stacey smoothed it out by rubbing her h& up her leg. Stacey got excited when she did this & her nipples got hard as diamonds. “The silky smooth nylons feel really good on my shaved legs, oh yea!” Stacey said as she picked up the satin bra. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!” (Take off my Lingerie you fucken bitch!) Angrily came from the Captain as she watched the imposter put on the satin bra. Stacey slipped on the bra, fastens the front closure & adjusted the straps for a better fit. “This feels just as good on my breasts as the rest of your Lingerie does on my body.” Stacey said as she rubbed her breasts & enjoying it. She turned around picked up the satin slip, put it over her head & let it fall over her torso. Stacey looked in the mirror & adjusted the straps for a better fit. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!” (No, this can’t be happening, take off my lingerie you bitch) replied the Captain through her panty gag as she thrashed around on the floor fighting against her bondage. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="125" style="font-family: Calibri;">“Come on now, you know you’re enjoying this being all tied up & gagged, Watching another woman get dress in your lingerie & uniform!” Stacey said as she turned around & picked up the skirt. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch I’m not enjoying it) came from the Captain angrily as she watched the imposter step into her skirt, pulling it up & tucking in the satin slip. Stacey zipped up the zipper & fastens the outer clasp, then adjusted it for a better fit on her body. She checked herself out in the mirror to see how the skirt looked on her. “Wow, I really look hot in this skirt. What do you think stuck up?” Stacey asks her captive as she turned around & picked up the blouse. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!” (You skanky ass bitch, fuck you) came from the Captain as she watched the imposter put on the final uniform items. Stacey turned back around then slipped on the blouse, then buttoned up the buttons on the blouse & then fastens the buttons on the cuffs. Stacey padded down the blouse making sure it looked right on her. She then put on the neck tie & then turned around, picking up the dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. Stacey slipped the right one on, then the left one. She picked up the jacket turned around & put it on. Looking herself in the mirror she buttoned up the four buttons then smoothed it out turning around to check herself out in the mirror. Satisfied with how she looked & turned around to her captive. “Well now, I’m all done now getting dress. How do I look? The Lingerie & uniform feels really good against my body.” Stacey said to the Captain as she looked down at her with a smile on her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="137" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!” (No, this can’t be happening to me! Let me go you fucken bitch!) The Captain replied angrily through her panty gag looking up at the imposter who was now fully dress in her lingerie & uniform. “Well I’m going to do some shopping after I find your pin numbers. But first I have to knock you out for a while; I’ll just use this chloroform. I promise it won’t harm you at all, you’ll just wake up with a bad head ache.” Stacey said as she took out the bottle of chloroform & a rag. She soaked the rage & knelt down beside the Captain. Stacey felt the satin slip & skirt ride up her legs as she applied the chloroform soaked rag over the Captain’s mouth & nose. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!” (No, don’t do this to me!) Came from the captain as she fought against the chloroform but to no avail, after a few minutes the chloroform took its effect & the Captain was knocked out. Stacey held the rag on the Captain’s face. Satisfied with the results, she dragged the Captain to the huge walk in closet & put her in it. She closed the door then searched for the pin numbers. Once she found them, she picked up the Captain’s purse, putting the gun her captive had back into the purse. Grabbed her purse & back pack then headed to the kitchen. She then grabbed the dress cover & keys then went into the garage. Stacey opened the garage door, opened the trunk & put her purse & back pack inside then closed the trunk. Stacey started the engine & backed out. She closed the garage door then headed towards the shopping mall to do some shopping. Stacey sent & received a coded text to Alyssa saying that her part was complete & received one from Alyssa saying that she completed her assignment. She enjoyed the feeling of the sexy lingerie & uniform against her body…………..</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part five</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Female Military Imposter: U S Army testing ground; back to the beginning! (Part six)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa was enjoying herself when she met up with Stacie ate dinner then went on to more shopping. Once she spent everything the Major had in cash & maxxed out her credit cards, Alyssa decided to head back to the major’s house. She put down the top & drove off. When Alyssa got back to the house she opened the garage door then pulled in. She shut off the engine, put up the top & took her gun out of the glove box. Alyssa put on a silencer then proceeded cautiously towards the bed room. Once she reached the bedroom, she opened the door slowly to look inside. Once she knew that the major was still inside her cage, she would go retrieve her stuff she bought courtesy from the major. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa turned on the light inside the walk in closet & opened the door slowly. She could still see the major inside the cage still knockout from the sedative. Alyssa decided to go & get her stuff out of the car. Alyssa brought in bags of clothes & sexy Lingerie into the bedroom, setting them on the floor. She started to go through them pulling out dresses, blouses, skirts, pantyhose, panties, slips & camisoles. First she would get undressed then try on her newly bought clothing items. Alyssa was finishing up with getting undress when the major was coming around. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!” came from the major who was fighting against her bondage. Alyssa went into the walk in closet to push out the cage back into the bedroom. She wanted to show the major what she bought on her shopping spree. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="138" style="font-family: Calibri;">Once she pushed the cage into the bedroom she taunted her victim. “Well bitch, do you want to see what I bought with your money & credit cards?” Alyssa said with a smile on her face holding up a nice satin purple blouse. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch, you’re a thief & a cunt) replied the major angrily through her panty gag fighting her bondage. “Oh just sit there & shut the f*** up. I’m trying to show you what I bought today. There’s nothing you can do about it.” Alyssa said trying on the purple blouse. MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch, you just let me go & I’ll show you.) Replied the major as best as she could. She knew that she could nothing but watches & makes muffled protest. “Now now don’t be such a party pooper. I’m having allotted of fun bitch. What about you? Are you having fun you stuck up cunt?” Alyssa asks with sarcasms in her voice. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch ass cunt, let me go.) The major replied angrily knowing this bitch that was impersonating her was clearly enjoying what she was doing. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="140" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa put her tight buns towards the tied up major as she pulled up a satin pair of purple panties. “Don’t I have a nice ass or what? Come on know you can tell me the truth!” Alyssa asks as she pulled the panties into place checking herself out in the floor mirror. MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (You fucken scanky ass bitch) The major replied as she saw the imposter try on new satin purple panties. This went for a few more hours & then it was time to put her pet back in her closet for the night. Alyssa went over to her purse, pulled out a syringe & headed towards the major. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch, keep that needle away from me you nasty ass cunt) the major replied as she tried to keep away as best as possible, but to no avail. “Night, night bitch, see you in the morning my little tied up cunt!” Alyssa said as she ejected the sedative into her helpless prey. One “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” came from the major before the sedative took effect. Alyssa then pushed the cage back into the closet & then took a hot shower to relax before putting away her newly bought wardrobe.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="141" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey finished up her shopping spree & headed home with the top down & a cool breeze flowing up her skirt, making her nipples hard as diamonds. She arrived at the captain’s house, opened the garage door & pulled in. She shut the garage door, put up the top & shut off the engine. Just like Alyssa she got her gun out of her purse, & then went inside cautiously. She proceeded slowly towards the bedroom & looked inside. When Stacie thought it was safe to proceed, she did towards the walk in closet. Stacie opened the door & saw the captain still inside her cage, knocked out, tied up & gagged. She left the door opened & went to retrieve her newly bought wardrobe from the car. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="142" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacie maxxed out the credit cards & spent every dollar the captain had in her bank account. Once she got all of the shopping bags into the bedroom, she started to get undressed completely, right down to her birthday suit. Stacie started to try on a satin Nighty when the captain started to awake. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fucken bitch, let me go!) coming from the captain as she started to get her bearings. “I don’t think that I’m going to let you go. I plan on impersonating you & assuming your life. There’s nothing you can do about it, you little stuck up bitch.” Stacie said as she took off the satin Nighty & picked up a satin red dress.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="143" style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch, how much of my money did you spend?) The captain replied as she fought against her bondage but to no avail. “I spent every dollar you had & maxxed out your credit cards. I left you with nothing but debt & broke as a joke. Besides there’s nothing you can do about it, so just sit there, be quiet & enjoy the show of my new wardrobe.” Stacie said while looking at herself in the floor mirror. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch!) The captain replied angrily shaking her head no. “I know I look really hot as hell in this dress, but I think I should try on something else, what do you think little miss stuck up?” Stacey asks as she admired herself in the red satin dress. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch, you look like shit in it.) The captain replied through her panty gag. It was time to take a shower, put away her new wardrobe & go to bed, but first put away her prey for the night. Stacey headed towards her purse, pulled out a syringe then ejecting it into the captain effectively putting her under. Stacey then took a hot shower put away her stuff & went to bed.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part six <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: U S Army testing ground; back to the beginning! (Part seven)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="144" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa got up, took a shower & strutted to the walk in closet. She opened the door then looked down at the major still knocked out. Alyssa pulled the cage out & placed it in the far corner of the bedroom. After 30 minutes the major started to come around.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (You fucken bitch, let me go!) The major said through her panty gag at the imposter. “Oh come come now, don’t be too upset. Soon you’ll be meeting a few of my friends, let’s say in about an hour. I really enjoyed my shopping spree yesterday & tomorrow I’ll be having even more fun impersonating you on the base.” Alyssa told the major standing in front of her completely nude. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch, you’ll never going to get away with this!) The major replied with disgusted & angry look on her face. Just then Alyssa got a text message in code from the pickup crew. Alyssa smiled & then acknowledged the text back in code. “Well look like my friends are enroute to pick you up. So I guess we should get you ready to go.” Alyssa said as she went to a drawer then grabbed a syringe with a powerful sedative in it. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Nnnnnnoooooo don’t you eject me with that you Fucken bitch!) Replied the major as she rolled around inside her cage trying to avoid the needle.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa grabbed the major’s hair, yanked it back hard exposing her neck then ejected the sedative into the major which had an immediate effect. The major got out one “MMMMPPPPHHHH!” before going under. She put a blind fold across the major’s eyes then put a hood over her head. The major was now ready for transport & then be trained as a sex slave, only to be sold to the highest bidder. Within 55 minutes of the text message being received the pickup crew from the agency arrived. They quickly wrapped the cage with a leather cover with air holes in it so the major could breathe. The women loaded the package & then drove off towards Stacey’s position. Alyssa sent Stacie a coded text letting her know that the pickup team was on their way. Alyssa now could focus on the mission at hand. She reviewed the building worked out of & it was very familiar building since her first female military prey had an office inside the same building as Lacie Caldwell. The major’s office was located on the opposite side of the building. She knew the exits & the floor plan very well. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa packed everything she would need inside just in case all didn’t go according to the plan. Gas pellets, rope, zip ties, duct tape, chloroform, her gun w/ a silencer & a rag was put inside of a brief case. She had the combo for the safe & the keys for the filing cabinets that kept the information she needed to obtain. Alyssa reviewed everything then decided to go out and eat. She dressed in the major’s lingerie & uniform she took from her then headed to a restaurant. She came back to the major’s house, undressed took a hot shower & went to bed. She woke up on Sunday morning put on a satin purple robe that the major had & went down stairs to get something to eat. Today Alyssa would review everything once more then relax before the mission the next morning. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="145" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacie enjoyed toying with her captive but she got a text message in code from Alyssa stating that the pickup team was on their way. She went to the walk in closet opened the door & then pulled out the holding cage. The captain was lying inside awake & mad as hell. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (You fucken psycho bitch let me go) came from the captain angrily as she cussed through her panty gag at the imposter standing in front of her. “Ah are we still a little upset about that whole take off your uniform? Well don’t you worry because in a few minutes a couple of my very dear friends will be here to take you some place special?” Stacey said rubbing it in as she put on the matching pink w/white lace robe that matched the Nighty. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch, take off my Lingerie) very angrily came the captain as she rocked back & forth inside the cage as she responded to the imposter. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="146" style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well let’s get you ready for your trips little miss stuck up.” Stacie said as she went into her purse & pulled out a syringe with a powerful sedative in it. She walked over towards the captain with the sedative ready to go. “MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH, MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!” (Fuck you bitch, keep that needle away from me) the captain replied as she did her best to move out the way but to no avail. Stacie grabbed the captain’s hair, pulled it back & then jammed the needle into her neck. Stacie ejected the captain with the sedative & it took effect immediately. The captain managed to get out a “MMMMPPPPHHHH” as the needle went in but nothing else. “Nighty night bitch, have a good little nap on your way to your new home.” Stacey said to the captain as she watched the drug taking effect. Stacey laughed & had a huge smile on her face. She put a blind fold over the captain’s eyes then a leather hood over her head. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey heard a knock on the door, a secret coded knock that only the pickup team would use. She answered the door & let the women in. They proceeded to the bedroom. They wrapped the cage with a leather cover with holes in it so the captain could breathe. The women left taking the major & the captain to a secret location to train as sex slaves then to be sold. Stacie could now concentrate on the mission at hand but first send Alyssa a coded text that the package was picked up. She reviewed everything she had about the place. The floor plan, her office in relation to Alyssa’s office would be. She even got the safe combo, keys to the filing cabinets & all the exits needed to escape, if that was the case. Alyssa wanted to make sure that Stacey knew all of the exits & what she needed to do in case something went wrong. When they started to work together, both Alyssa & Stacey promised each other to go on even if one of them ever got captured or killed. Alyssa & Stacey both knew that this could happen on any mission. They had to be ready for such just in case it did. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey went to bed after getting something to eat, took a hot shower & then went to bed. When she awoke from her sleep, she strode down the hallway into the kitchen & got some breakfast. She started to review everything she could about the building & the mission at hand. Just like Alyssa, Stacey relaxed the night before the mission. Neither one knew what laid ahead for them on this mission. Both women would have done things differently if they knew what was going to happen on Monday morning. For now Alyssa & Stacey slept very peacefully in bed having pleasant dreams about tying up women in uniforms. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part seven</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: U S Army testing ground; back to the beginning! (Part eight)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa woke up early, took a shower ate some breakfast & got dressed. Alyssa picked out another pair of matching bra, panty & garter belt set with white lace on the bra & garter belt, forest green in color made out of satin, next came the pantyhose, thigh high nude & silky smooth to be attached to the garter belt, then came the matching forest green satin chemise slip with forest green lace at the bottom edge. Alyssa then pick out the uniform she would wear today put on the proper ribbons & insignias. Grabbing a pair of patent leather (cloroforms) pumps shiny black with a 3 inch heel on them, a neck tie & a dress cover, the major took great pride in wearing her uniform & what she wore underneath it. Alyssa first did up her hair then her makeup. Put on the right amount of perfume & then picked up the bra, slipped it on then fasten the front closure. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Picking up the satin forest green string bikini panties, she stepped into them & then slid them up into place. Alyssa grabbed the forest green garter belt, fasten the hooks then slid it around so the hooks where in the back. Gently picking up the silky smooth nylons, she slipped the right one first then fastens the clips on & then picked up the other one then slid it on the left leg. She fastens the clips on then picked up the satin forest green chemise slip, slipped it over her head letting it fall over her torso. Alyssa adjusted the straps for a better fit. She grabbed the green skirt stepped into it slid it up, tucking the slip in. She zipped up the zipper then fastens the outer clasp. Picking up the short light green blouse, she slipped it on then buttons it up, then put on the neck tie. This type of blouse not to needed to be tucked inside the skirt, which made it better for the movement & cooling of the upper body. Alyssa then stepped into the cloroforms shiny black dress shoes then picked up the jacket & slipped it on. She buttoned it up then put on the dress cover. She checked herself over then got ready to pick up her stuff.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa grabbed the brief case, the purse & the car keys then headed out. Within an hour the moving team would be here, pack up the major’s stuff & take it away. She went into the garage, opened the garage door & started the engine. She backed out the car, closed the garage door & proceeded towards the base. After an hour drive she arrived at the base, showed her military ID. Once she was cleared by the gate guard Alyssa headed towards the building she once already have visited. She pulled into her assigned parking place, got out and headed up the side walk towards the front doors. There was a change in the security procedure since she was last here. Alyssa showed her military ID, got her security pass & went to her office. Once there, she opened the safe & filing cabinets to the top secret information she needed. She inserted two flash drives into the laptop; she inserted a cd into the laptop & copied the required files. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa copied a total of 8 cds’ on both flash drives. Once she was done, Alyssa took the flash drives out the laptop & put them in her bra. She then put away the secret cds’, locked the safe & filing cabinets. Alyssa went to the bathroom to hide the flash drives in her favorite hiding place. She went into the farthest stall, close the door then reached up under her skirt & pulled down her panties. Wrapped both flash drives in plastic then inserted them in her virgina, making sure that the flash drives won’t fall out. Alyssa inserted a tampon in as well, satisfied that the flash drives were secured in place; she pulled up her panties & headed back to her office. She opened back up the safe & filing cabinet pulled out some secret material then acted like she was working. Everything was going according to plan but the rest of the day would be something else to imagine………..</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey arose from her sleep got some breakfast & went back to the bedroom. She went into the bathroom & washed her face to wake herself up then went to the walk in closet to get what she would wear today. Stacey picked out a matching bra, panty & garter belt set with blue lace on the bra & garter belt, light blue in color made out of satin, next came the pantyhose, thigh high nude & silky smooth to be attached to the garter belt, then came the matching light blue satin chemise slip with light blue lace at the bottom edge. Stacey then picked out the uniform she would wear today & made sure she put on the proper ribbons & insignias. Grabbing a pair of patent leather (cloroforms) pumps shiny black with an inch & a half heel on them, a neck tie & a dress cover, the captain also took great pride in wearing her uniform & what she wore underneath it. Stacey first did up her hair then her makeup. Put on the right amount of perfume & then picked up the bra, slipped it on then fasten the front closure. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Picking up the satin light blue string bikini panties, she stepped into them & then slid them up into place. Stacey grabbed the light blue garter belt, fasten the hooks then slid it around so the hooks where in the back. Gently picking up the silky smooth nylons, she slipped the right one first then fastens the clips on & then picked up the other one then slid it on the left leg. She fastens the clips on then picked up the satin light blue chemise slip, slipped it over her head letting it fall over her torso. Stacey adjusted the straps for a better fit. She grabbed the blue skirt stepped into it slid it up, tucking the slip in. She zipped up the zipper then fastens the outer clasp. Picking up the short light blue blouse, she slipped it on then buttons it up, then put on the neck tie. This type of blouse not to needed to be tucked inside the skirt, which made it better for the movement & cooling of the upper body. Stacey then stepped into the cloroforms shiny black dress shoes then picked up the jacket & slipped it on. She buttoned it up then put on the dress cover. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey grabbed the leather brief case, her purse & the car keys then headed out. Within four hours the moving team would be there, pack up the captain’s stuff & take it away. She went into the garage, opened the garage door & started the engine. She backed out the car, closed the garage door & proceeded towards the base. After an hour & fifteen minute drive she arrived at the base, showed her military ID. Once she was cleared by the gate guard Stacey headed towards the building where her office was. She parked on the opposite side of the building, got out & headed towards the door. Stacey entered the glass doors, preceded to another security check point. She showed her military ID just like all of the other personnel. She got her security pass then went to her office. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey put her stuff under the desk then went to unlock the safe, pulling out 7 cds’ setting them down. She made a temp file & copied the required files to the temp file. Stacey then cut & pastes the temp folders on the flash drives she inserted into the laptop. She took them out then slipped them into her bra for safe keeping. Just like Alyssa, she secured everything & went to the bathroom. Stacey picked the farthest stall then went inside & closed the door. She pulled down her light blue satin panties then wrapped the flash drives in plastic. Stacey inserted them into her virgina & then put in a tampon to keep the flash drives in place. Satisfied with everything she pulled up her panties & headed back to her office. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey got back to her office when the security alarm went off. Over the announcing system it was announced that there was a security breach in progress & that all personnel stand fast (don’t move). Her computer screen started to flash red which meant that it was coming from her office. Stacey grabbed her purse, dress cover & the leather brief case. She pulled out her .38 cal semi auto gun with a silencer then headed towards the office that Alyssa was in. Alyssa was getting the same red screen & she knew something was wrong terribly wrong. Alyssa did the same thing that Stacey was doing at the very same moment. Now both women were heading towards each other as well as the security force as well. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa saw Stacey coming around the corner, just then a couple of security personnel came behind her. “Freeze don’t move!” the security personnel said as they pointed their guns at Stacey. As she looked at Alyssa with an OH Shit look on her face, Stacey turned around, raised her gun & fired. As she turned to fire at the security personnel they fired as well. Stacey’s first shot hit the guy on the right in the neck, the other three bullets missed. He dropped on the floor as his partner fired her second shot at Stacey. Two bullets struck Stacey, one in the abdomen & the other in the left shoulder. Alyssa raised her gun as well; she fired four quick shots hitting both of the security personnel, two chest shots & two head shots. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa rushed to Stacey’s side picked her up & started to head towards the nearest emergency exit. Alyssa heard more security personnel heading towards them. Stacey was now bleeding more than she should have & Alyssa needed to do something quick to save them both. She put on small gas masks on both of them, pulled out some gas pellets & tossed them into the hallway, then inside the stair well. All of the security personnel started to choke & gag on the thick white smoke. Alyssa dragged Stacey down the stairs & outside into the fresh air. They needed something to get off the base through the barriers at the gate. She saw a hummer sitting next to the building & started to head towards it. Stacey was now on the verge of collapsing on the ground. Alyssa opened the passenger side door then pushed Stacey in. She crawled over Stacey into the driver side, found the keys & started up the hummer. Alyssa floored it taking off towards the gate at a high rate of speed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="147" style="font-family: Calibri;">At the gate they just put up a few more barriers when the hummer that contained Alyssa & Stacey came barreling towards the gate. The four gate guards raised their weapons at the hummer; Alyssa put her gun out the side window & pulled the trigger when she was in range. The security personnel Started to shoot at the speeding hummer with M-16 riffles. Alyssa returned fire with a .38 cal semi auto hand gun, hitting one of the security personnel. Bullets riddled the hummer, but the hummer was reinforced with steel platting for duty in Iraq & Afghanistan from IED’s. Alyssa smashed through the barriers & out into the regular road. The security personnel stopped firing once the hummer started down the highway, so as to not hit any friendly civilians or military personnel. She hit a button on her cell phone once she cleared the gate. It was an emergency button that activated agency personnel that something was wrong & that medical help was needed. “Take the first available right.” A voice over the phone said. Alyssa turned right then headed down a road that was hardly traveled. She looked at Stacey who was now pale & weak from losing allot of blood was barely hanging on. “I don’t know who set us up, but someone going to pay fucken dearly for this treachery.” Alyssa said to Stacey as she felt a warm tear running down her cheek. “Alyssa I Love you” came from Stacey as she finally passed out. “Mother fuckers are going to pay.” Alyssa said as she slammed her fist down on the dash board. “Take the next left” came from her cell phone. Alyssa started to worry whether or not she was going to make the meeting point or not to save Stacey.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Finally Alyssa saw agency personnel standing by to help Stacey. She pulled up & opened the passenger side door dragging Stacey out. The agency personnel took Stacey from Alyssa put her on a stretcher then put her inside a helicopter. It took off with Alyssa & Stacey inside to a waiting jet. Within 15 minutes they landed, loaded up Stacey in the back, Alyssa sat in the cabin & then they took off. The jet had the latest stealth knowledge available so it wouldn’t be able to be detected enroute to Nevada. Alyssa was worried about Stacey, the agency medical people worked on Stacey franticly, doing blood transfusions & stopping the bleeding. Alyssa wondered who set them up & why. All that Alyssa knew that someone was going to pay with their own blood. She looked down at the uniform she was wearing. It was covered in Stacey’s blood. The medical personnel cut off Stacey uniform & lingerie that she was wearing, put it inside a plastic bag & set it aside. They removed the flash drives before they landed. The last thing Alyssa saw after they landed was Stacey being loaded up in an Ambulance & it driving away.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="148" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa’s handler was there to greet her, but Alyssa was in no mood to talk. “Alyssa I’m so sorry about Stacey but that is the nature of the game. Sometimes things happen on a mission beyond our control. Now please get in the back with me so we can get you debriefed & cleaned up.” The handler said as she & Alyssa got into a black limo then drove off. “Why didn’t we know about the new security measures put in place?” Alyssa asks her handler. “I don’t know why, but someone turned on us as a whole team, there may be a mole inside our agency. There’s only one way to find who, question some of those at the agency itself” Said the handler. “I’m going to find who & when I do they’re going to regret the day they were born” Alyssa replied as they drove to the secret entrance to the agency. Once inside they debriefed Alyssa about what happened for five hours & all of them came to the same conclusion; a traitor was amongst them. There was no update on Stacey’s condition, but Alyssa got the bag with the blood soaked uniform she wore inside the plastic bag. Then Alyssa’s handler asks where Lidia was. She was the one responsible for the Intel on the missions. “She told me that she was going to the landing spot to meet you” the assistant to Lidia said. “She never showed up” the handler replied. “That bitch, she’s the one who betrayed us. She’s going to pay dearly with her own blood.” Alyssa said in a furious voice. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="149" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa had a new mission to track down the bitch & make her pay. Alyssa waited outside a room that medical had Stacey in. There was no update on her condition, only that she was stable & not awake. Stacey in fact was in a coma not responding to anyone or anything, not even if Alyssa talked to her before she left for home not knowing if Stacey would survive. Alyssa arrived home in a state of shock & anger, she took off the blood stained uniform & lingerie. She took a hot shower then started to look for the bitch that set her & Stacey up. Alyssa took a leave of absence from her work, she thought that she might never find her, but who knows………<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span closure_uid_3rxj17="150" style="font-family: Calibri;">About 8 months later in a mountain hide out in Canada; a woman was enjoying her life as she went about her daily routine. It was summer in the most northern part of Canada’s upper territory & the woman that the agency knew as Lidia failed to notice a woman gaining entrance to her home. The woman came into the living room with a gun in hand ready to shoot. As Linda looked up after taking a sip of her tea she was surprise to see Alyssa standing in front of her. “You fucken bitch, how dare you betrayed us like that” Alyssa said in mean voice. “Alyssa I heard you where dead along with Stacey” Lidia replied nervously as she put down her tea. “Don’t bother bitch trying to reach for your gun. Now stand the fuck up, you heard wrong about me, I’m pretty much alive. You won’t be soon enough” Alyssa demanded. “Ok ok I’ll do what you say. I know that you’re upset but let me explain” Lidia said. Alyssa pulled the trigger twice hitting Lidia in each one of her knee caps; her third shot hit Lidia in the right elbow. “OOOOWWWWWWCCCCCCHHHHH” came from Lidia as she went down. “How does it feel bitch, knowing you’re going to die & there’s nothing you can do about it.” Alyssa said with an evil smile on her face. “No wait I’ll give you the money I was paid to do it. There’s more I’m not the only one that was in on it” Lidia said trying to plead with Alyssa. “I want names bitch” Alyssa demanded. “A woman named Tricia in operations. You can find her in Eastern Europe.” Lidia said wrenching in pain. “Thanks bitch, I’ll deal with her soon enough” Alyssa said pulling out a hand grenade with a digital timer on it. She set the timer, set it on the coffee table pulled the pin & walked out. “No, I can’t reach it” Lidia said as Alyssa walked out the door. When Alyssa got into the jeep the hand grenade went off, blowing up the living room & Lidia. One down & one to go Alyssa thought as she drove home. It would be months before anyone would come across the blown up cabin………….</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part eight / end<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></span></span></div></div>Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-40002844932079299522011-09-01T00:48:00.002-04:002012-11-04T20:33:53.960-05:00Not Even Noticed!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A young woman named Helen sat in a corner of a bar after walking through the front door upset and withdrawn on a Thursday night. She may have felt differently but nobody seems to notice her at all. Everyone wanted and seemed to ignore her as she looked like a librarian, unwanted and unloved by any man or woman. She thought maybe it was time hide forever and never come out from her cheap one room apartment. That was until she saw a very attractive woman in an Army dress uniform.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">1<sup>st</sup> Lieutenant Kimberly Johnson was new to the area walked through the door and everyone turned their heads looking, checking her hot body out even the women. She got the attention that Helen always wanted. The Very attractive woman received allot of smiles and drinks offered to her by the men in the bar. The women checked her out as well especially one woman in particular: Helen.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Army Lieutenant didn’t seem to notice Helen either sitting in the corner all by herself looking at Kimberly up and down. She was too involved with herself and the attention she was getting. They were the same age, height, built, weight with similar looks. Helen had black hair with green eyes as were Kimberly had Blond hair with blue eyes. Helen‘s hair was frayed with split ends and not very well maintained, dirty looking. Kimberly’s hair was clean and very well maintained along with her manicure hands.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Helen wished she could that attractive, if only for a little while. It didn’t seem fair that a stuck up woman like that could get any man or woman she wanted but not her. The Army woman didn’t even appear to be appreciative of what she had. If Helen could only get that much attention, she would appreciate it dearly. Helen got up to leave and accidently bumped into the attractive Army woman, both spilling their purses on the floor. Both women scooped down and picked up their stuff then put it back in their purses. Kimberly not saying anything to Helen, not even sorry or excuse me.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Unknown to both women they picked up the wrong wallets when they scooped up their stuff and Kimberly didn’t seem to notice or care since everyone was giving her everything. Helen walked out with her head lowered and disgusted. Helen went home even more hurt than ever and would simply hide now. When she got home she made sure she had everything that she dropped on the floor. She opened the wallet and to her surprise it was not hers but the Army woman’s wallet. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Inside was her military ID, driver license, atm and credit cards. She had a compartment that contained her address and phone numbers. Helen was watching TV thinking on how to return the wallet. An episode of Gilligan’s Island came on “All about Eva”. As she watch Helen was getting some ideas in her head. She watched as Eva was transformed into another Ginger Grant. As the show moved on she could relate to Eva Grub, not loved and not wanted. Then came the part when Eva lures Ginger into the jungle knocks her out, ties her up, gags Ginger and takes her place. Helen now knew what she could do, lure the Army woman to her place, knock her out, strip her nude, tie her up, gag her and then take her place. It was now 11:30 pm and she went to a pay phone then called the Army woman. She answered the phone and was just as stuck up as she was earlier. Kimberly agreed to meet the woman she ran into at her place to switch wallets. Unknown to Kimberly, they would be switching more than wallets.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Kimberly was totally unaware of Helen’s movements behind her since she was busy checking her wallet to make sure everything was there. Satisfied Kimberly started to turn around when Helen hit her with a hard blow to the back of the head knocking her out cold. Kimberly fell down on the floor lying in front of Helen, who now stood over the unconscious Army woman looking down with a smile on her face. With the TV on nobody didn’t hear a sound of what just took place. Helen knew she still had work to do when a repeat of Gilligan’s Island came on it was the same episode as last night. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Helen picked up the Army woman put her on the bed and quickly stripped her nude. She then went to a small closet then took a metal chair. Helen dragged the unconscious Army woman to the chair and then sat her in it putting her arms through two slots. She tied the woman’s wrists together extremely tight palm to palm then was reinforced with duct tape above the rope. Helen moved down to the ankles, tied them to horizontal bars keeping the Army woman’s feet off the ground. She then reinforced the rope with duct tape, and then moved to the elbows and knees doing the same thing. Helen then wrapped rope and duct tape around the Kimberly’s torso to holding her and her arms to the metal chair.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Satisfied with her work, it was now time for the Army woman’s gag, she went over to the dirty pile of clothes rummaged through it and picked out a pair of dirty nasty panties. Helen wadded them up and inserted the panties into Kimberly’s mouth; pushing the panties in as far as they would go. She used an old torn and tattered nylon slip as a cleave gag pushing the panties in further. This pushed the tongue all the way back and making it useless. Helen wasn’t done yet, she took duct tape putting at least 8 pieces on Kimberly’s mouth smoothing each one out. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">As a final insult, Helen took another pair of dirty nasty panties then put them over Kimberly’s head and face. She made sure the cotton crotch was over her nose, she then went into her bathroom to dye her hair and take a shower. When she came back out from her shower the Army woman was coming too. Kimberly focused her eyes and then saw a blond hair woman standing near a bed totally naked. She tried to move but couldn’t, she try to scream but nothing came out. Kimberly tasted a real nasty taste in her mouth and smelt just the nastiest smell she ever smelled in her life. She then realized that she was stripped tied to a chair and gagged by the nerdy woman who had her wallet. The taste she tasted was a pair of nasty panties in her mouth and the smell came from another pair over her face and nose. She was angry to see the nerdy woman putting up her hair just like hers then put on her expensive satin chemise lingerie, silky smooth pantyhose and her uniform. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Kimberly finally realized what was happening to her. She was lured to this place so that this woman could take her place, just like the woman on TV. Helen finally got finished pulled the TV in the bedroom door way and then set the VCR to constant repeat. She blew Kimberly a kiss turned out the lights lock the door and headed to the club she was at last night as the new Kimberly Johnson, 1<sup>st</sup> Lieutenant U. S. Army. Kimberly walked into the place and got heads turning men and women alike enjoying herself and then getting laid that night as the real Kimberly Johnson sat in a metal chair in a rundown apartment tied up nude and panty gagged watching a certain parts of “All about Eva”………………</span></span></div>
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Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-45484318104616057322011-09-01T00:18:00.009-04:002011-09-02T12:51:20.034-04:00The Female Military Imposter: Defense Intelligence Agency<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Defense Intelligence Agency (Part one)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey finally arrived home in Nevada & unpacked from their trip. Both women were tired & happy to be home & couldn’t wait to sleep in their own beds & just relax. Tomorrow they would go through the wardrobes that they took from their prey. The uniforms were put into the trophy cases & the wardrobes by the closets. They had lunch, dinner & relaxed in the hot tub; then went to sleep & got a good night sleep under the satin sheets of their favorite colors. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa woke up took a hot shower & put on her cheerleading uniform. She strutted around the house putting away the rest of the wardrobe she took off of her prey. Alyssa would contact Stacey later to what she was up to & if she would like to go out. Alyssa put in order all of her slips, half slips, camisoles, bras, panties, garter belts & silky smooth panties hose thigh high & non-control top. Next the dresses, gowns, blouses, skirts & finally the last thing to put away was the uniforms from the LtCDR & the shoes. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey woke up after a solid night sleep & was ready to start her day. She took a nice long hot shower & put on a matching set of bra & panties then went down stairs to put away the wardrobe she had captured. She put away the bras, panties, camisoles, full & half slips, garter belts & the silky smooth hosiery – thigh high & non-control top pantyhose then went to work on the uniforms, dresses, gowns, blouses & skirts. All of the dress shoes for the entire wardrobe. Stacey would wait to see what Alyssa would like to do & go from there. Stacey loved walking around the house in bra & panties or just plain in the nude. Stacey walked past her trophy cases that were filled. She admired her work & especially Alyssa’s. If it wasn’t for her Stacey would still be on the streets bouncing from place to place with no sense of purpose or meaning. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey looked up to Alyssa & she would learn allot more from Alyssa in the future. Alyssa called Stacey & wanted to see what Stacey was thinking about what to do. Stacey said she would like to go to a couple of the casinos in Vegas. Alyssa said that she was thinking the same thing. Maybe even get a Los Vegas show girl or two. That would be a really bonus out fit to have. First things first, it was time to pack a few things & resupply their bags of tricks before they left. Alyssa & Stacey got dressed, loaded up the car & drove to the Vegas strip to do some gambling & recon on the showgirls. When they got there, the two women checked into their hotel room & hit the casinos. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When they were done with making money at the black jack tables & slot machines they went to start scouting out the Vegas showgirls. Alyssa & Stacey picked out their targets & followed them to the dressing room. When someone asks what the two ladies want they simply replied that they got lost & ended up in the back somewhere. The woman said no problem & asks them if they wanted to see what the show girls do before a show. Alyssa & Stacey agreed because this would fit in perfectly into their plans. They observed that the women could be taken behind the curtains as they walked past too & from the stage. Alyssa studied how to get in there & how to escape. They would first need to get a hold of a couple of maid uniforms & a laundry cart. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey would check out that part while Alyssa went to check out the routine of the two women they would snag & take away. Both of the targets had blond hair & blue eyes. Very nice silky smooth legs to caress & the bodies were very nice as well. Stacey located two women that would fit into the plan & followed them to a locker room. She looked around & saw that the women came in through a back door. Stacey followed them into the parking lot and got the license plate numbers on both cars the women were driving. Alyssa checked out a hallway that ran past the back of the stage. It connected to a room where the laundry was dropped off and was adjacent to the maid locker room. That meant a quick exit out of the casino with no problems.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Alyssa and Stacey observed both sets of targets for a couple of weeks. When they were ready to go, they were well prepared to pull this off with no problems. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Defense Intelligence Agency (Part two)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa and Stacey got the addresses of the two maids and got ready for the replacement. Alyssa struck first as she picked the lock of the woman’s apartment and snuck in. The unsuspecting maid was taking a shower. Alyssa put on her gas mask & went up to the bathroom door. When the woman stepped out from the shower, Alyssa turned off the fan threw the gas pellets into the bathroom & shut the door. She heard the woman starting choke & gag as she tried to get some clean air into her burning lungs. A few more seconds & the woman collapsed on the bathroom floor out cold. Alyssa waited for a few more seconds turn on the fan & went in. She dragged the unconscious woman out to the bedroom and started to ventilate the bathroom & bedroom. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The woman was wearing a purple satin robe & nothing else. Alyssa untied the robe and slid it off the woman’s body setting it on the bed. Alyssa took off her mask when it was safe to do so. She quickly tied the woman’s hands, elbows, knees and ankles extremely tight. Wrapped some your rope around the upper torso & finished the bondage with a hog tie, Alyssa took off the nylon panties, stuffed them into the woman’s mouth and used duct tape to secure them in place. Alyssa took a quick shower got dressed & headed towards Stacey’s position to assist her if she needed help.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey waited until the young maid went into the bathroom and started to take a shower. Stacey picked the lock & entered the apartment then headed towards the bathroom to take out her target. Stacey put on her gas mask & opened the bathroom door, turned off the fan then toss in 6 knock out capsules. They exploded on contact & went to work immediately as the woman started to choke & gag on the thick white smoke. Stacey closed the door after she tossed them inside the bathroom. She heard a loud thump as the maid hit the bathroom floor out like a light. Stacey waited a few more moments before turning on the fan & entered the bathroom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She dragged out the unconscious maid to the bedroom and started to tie her up. Stacey tied the woman’s wrists, elbows, knees & ankles. She took some extra rope & tied the upper torso then finished her off with a hog tie. Stacey took off the nylon panties balled them up & stuffed them into the maid’s mouth. She secured them in place with some duct tape.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once the knock out gas was cleared & it was safe to remove her mask, Stacey did so. She quickly got undressed & took a shower to get ready for the real fun. Alyssa arrived & she made a phone call for two packages to be picked up. Both women left for the casino & went over their plan one final time. When they got to the casino, they clocked in and went to work. Stacey grabbed a laundry cart & they went around the floor they were assigned to work on. Alyssa checked the time of the two show girls’ last performance before their break. The two show girls’ were almost down & Alyssa told Stacey it was time to head towards the back of the stage. The two targets were the last ones coming off the stage and would be easy prey to catch. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey waited for the two women to walk by. When they did, Alyssa & Stacey grabbed the women from behind and covered their mouth & nose with rags soaked with chloroform. The two women fight hard and made muffled sounds as the chloroform went to work. Within moments the two show girls’ were knocked out. Alyssa & Stacey loaded the two women into the laundry cart & wheeled them away. Once Stacey was in position, Alyssa pulled the van up and they loaded the laundry cart into the back & they drove off. Stacey went into the back of the van and put hand cuffs on the two women. She came back up to the front & sat down with a big smile on her face. They drove to their houses and dropped off their prey. Stripped them nude, tied them up & gagged them. Alyssa & Stacey got their packages ready to be picked up once they were done playing with them. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The two women were picked up after Alyssa made a phone call. She then went to pick up Stacey & headed towards the casino. Once there they got ready to go after clocking in. Stacey went to retrieve a laundry cart and headed towards the passage behind the stage & position the cart ready to go for the two lovely ladies. Alyssa proceeded to the dressing room and kept an eye on the two targets. The show was getting ready to perform the last act for that session and the dancers would take a 30 minute break. Alyssa went to her position along with Stacey & they waited until the end. The show girls walked past the curtain, when the last two girls walked past. Alyssa & Stacey jumped into action, Alyssa grabbed her girl & Stacey grabbed hers. They covered the mouths & noses with rags soaked with chloroform. The two show girls struggled as best as they could. The gowns that the women wore were very nice but the shoes they wore were going against them & made it difficult to get a good stance on the slippery floor. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Within moments the two show girls were feeling the effects of the chloroform & the fight in them diminished as well. A few seconds later the two women went limp & were knocked out. Alyssa & Stacey loaded them into the cart & proceeded to a storage closet to finish up with some bondage. Once in the storage closet, they quickly tied up each & gagged each woman. Put them back into the laundry cart then proceeded to the nearest exit. Stacey went to retrieve the car & Alyssa stayed with their prizes. Stacey pulled up & they loaded up the two show girls then left the casino & headed for each of the show girls homes to get the wardrobes. Once done they got clear of the city where they stopped & then retrieved their van parked out in the desert, put the girls into the van then headed for home. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once home, Alyssa & Stacey unloaded their show girls & went to work. They Stripped both women nude, tied them up & gagged them. The two show girls were kept in holding cages until the agency women came to pick them up. Alyssa & Stacey put their show girl outfits on, & then went through the four wardrobes they captured. The agency gave them their new orders & they would work together on this mission as a team. They went over their targets an Air Force Major & Marine 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant. Their mission was to gain access to the Defense Intelligent Agency to retrieve vital information on female operatives & their covert codes they use to send information. Alyssa’s was a 30 yrs old, 5 ft 6 in, 130 lbs, blond hair, & blue eye bomb shell. A real hottie that could be a model in New York City if she wanted too. She had no children & was never married nor was she presently involved in any relationship. Her parents lost custody of her at a young age & she grew up in foster homes. This was an ideal woman to impersonate. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey’s target had a similar past but did not any contact with her family at all. The Marine 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant was 23 yrs old, 5 ft 3 in tall, blond hair, blue eyes, & 125 lbs with a cheerleader type hard body. She was single and not in any relationship. Just like most military female officers they wanted to concentrate on their careers rather than their relationships. This made them ideal women to impersonate & sell them on the slave market. Alyssa & Stacey loved to knock out military women, strip them nude, tie them up, gag them & impersonate them as well. They loved wearing another woman’s uniform & sexy Lingerie around the town. They couldn’t wait to get a hold of these two sexy hot ass women. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">They got their stuff ready to go & looked over every aspect of the mission. Every detail was gone over two, three, four times before they left for Washington D C to impersonate the two military women. Alyssa & Stacey would use masks and voice modulators for this mission. They had a little time for themselves before they left for the mission with some hot passionate sex in the hot tub & bed. They went to bed with big smiles on their faces & thoughts of women in uniform being stripped nude & tied up.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part two</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Defense Intelligence Agency (Part three)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey woke that morning took a hot shower together got their stuff packed into the van & headed towards Washington D C. They stopped twice along the way to rest & finally arrived in D C. They unpacked their equipment at the safe house then headed separately to each of their targets houses. Alyssa pulled up in front of the Major’s house then drove around to find a good spot to observe her target. Alyssa watched the gorges Major drive her car into the garage & get out. She was taking video as the Major got out of her car. She watched the Major close the garage door then left to review everything she took video of. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey arrived outside the Lieutenant’s house & waited for her to arrive home. She parked her car in a parking lot across the street got her video camera ready to record. When the hot little Lieutenant arrived home she pulled into the garage got out of her car & took some bags out of the trunk. She closed the trunk then closed the garage door & went inside. Stacey went back to the safe house to review the video & just like Alyssa get ready to get entry into the house to set up surveillance equipment. After reviewing the videos with Alyssa both women took a hot shower together & went to bed. They got up got ready & headed to their targets places to get the surveillance they needed to accomplish their mission.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa waited until the Major left for the DIA building at 0530 hours then waited 15 minutes to make sure the Major wouldn’t come back for something. Alyssa snuck up picked the lock of the back door & went inside. She waited until day light to set up her equipment in the bedroom, bathroom, living room, dining room, kitchen & hallways. Alyssa even put in voice recording equipment all through the house to record the Major’s voice. She went through the Major’s wardrobe & took a pair of hot pink satin string bikini panties worn yesterday by the hot looking honey. She would stick the hot pink panties into her cleavage for her enjoyment later. Alyssa did an equipment check on her small 10.1 inch laptop & headed home until the Major got home. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey went over to the sweet little Lieutenant’s house waited for her to leave. Once the Lieutenant left for the DIA building, Stacey waited for 15 minutes until she was sure that the Lieutenant wasn’t coming back until 1600 hours. Stacey snuck to the back door picked the lock & went inside. Once inside she waited until the sun came to set up her video & voice recording equipment. The reason why she & Alyssa would wait until sunrise was not to use the lights inside the rooms so the neighbors wouldn’t be alerted to a break in. Stacey went about setting up her equipment in every room, hallway & space available to make sure she was able to record everything. Stacey looked through the Lieutenant’s wardrobe & then took a pair of forest green satin string bikini panties out of the laundry basket taken off that morning by the slight body heat still clinging to them. Stacey put them in between her cleavage did a quick equipment check & left to head back to the safe house until the Lieutenant arrived home.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey ate breakfast, lunch & dinner before heading back to their targets homes. Alyssa already had the equipment turned on ready to go when the Major arrived home at 1730 hours from work. She watched as the Major got out the car, grabbed some dry cleaning & headed inside through the garage. The equipment inside was working great recording everything including her voice when she got a call from the Lieutenant that Stacey would be taking the place of. Alyssa watched the Major until she went to bed & would be back in the morning to get her routine down especially how she got dressed in her uniform & what she wore underneath the uniform as far as Lingerie went. Alyssa couldn’t wait to record some more so she could watch this hot looking woman get dressed & undressed again & again. She went back to the safe house to review her video and download the voice recording. When she was completed with this she went to bed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey watched the pretty Lieutenant as well when she arrived home at 1700 hours & went to her living room to relax before taking off her uniform. The Lieutenant called the Major so Stacey got a good recording of her voice. She also got great video of the Lieutenant getting undressed. Stacey recorded & observed the Lieutenant until she went to bed. Stacey headed back to the safe house down loaded her voice recording & video so she could review it. How the Lieutenant walked, talked & strutting her tight ass around in uniform. Stacey went to bed so she could be outside the Lieutenant’s house to get her morning routine down. Just like Alyssa she enjoyed watching women in uniform get dressed & put on their sexy Lingerie then their uniforms. She would dream how the uniform & sexy Lingerie would feel on her just after taking it off from her victim. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey woke up got dressed then headed over to their targets homes to observe their morning routines. Alyssa arrived & waited for the Major to wake up. The Major woke up at 0430 hours then took a shower. She put on her makeup & did up her hair sitting at the makeup table in the nude. She then took out a pair of light pink satin string panties out with red & dark pink hearts on them. The Major slipped them on then grabbed a matching bra with a front closure. Put it on closed the front closure & then adjusted the straps for a better fit. She picked out a pair of thigh high nylons slipped then on. The Major picked out a white satin / lace slip put it over her head letting it fall over her torso. She adjusted the straps to get a better fit on her body. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Major took great pride in her appearance & especially what she wore under her uniform. That was just fine with Alyssa as she would be soon wearing everything the Major was putting on & she did admire these kinds of women. The Major went over to her walk in closet, turned on the light & picked out a uniform with dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. She also grabbed the dress cover setting it on her dresser & started put on her uniform. She slipped on the light blue blouse & buttons it up along with the cuffs. After that she stepped into the dress shoes, picked up the jacket slipped it on & buttons it up. She did a quick check of her appearance in the floor mirror, grabbed her purse & keys then put on the dress cover & headed out the door to the garage. Unknowing to the Major Alyssa had slipped back into the garage at night to install cameras in the car. One under the dash on the driver side to record how the uniform moved on her body driving plus a real nice view up the skirt & another on the passenger side to record how she saluted the gate guards. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The major opened the garage door got into her little red corvette. She started the engine & put the top down. She backed out, closed the garage door and left for the base. Alyssa waited a few seconds then followed her unsuspecting prey to the base. This would enable her to get the route the Major took to & from the base. Once this was completed Alyssa went back to the Major’s house to do more recognizances on the Major. Alyssa arrived at her prey’s place, gained entry & did the recon she needed to do. She got a copy of the Major’s signature so she could practice it. Alyssa also grabbed four dry cleaning slips on the counter then would use them to pick up the dry cleaning. When she was done with the recon for more information, Alyssa went home to practice the Major’s signature.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey got up early as well, & then headed towards the hot Lieutenant’s house. She waited outside for her prey to awake & start her day. The Lieutenant woke up and took a hot shower then did her hair & makeup at the makeup table sitting in the nude. After her hair & makeup was done the Lieutenant picked out the sexy lingerie that she was planning on wearing underneath her uniform. She picked out a white satin matching bra; panty; slip & garter set with skin tone silky smooth thigh high nylons. She put on the white satin bra then closed the front closure. The Lieutenant slipped on the white satin string bikini panties & picked up the white satin garter belt & slid it on fasten the hooks. She slid on each of the silky smooth thigh high nylons & then fastens each one to the garter belt. The Lieutenant then picked up the satin slip & put it on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once she put on her lingerie the Lieutenant picked out a class “A” uniform to wear along with a pair of shinny black dress shoes with a 3 inch heel & her dress cover. She then put on the blouse<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>& then buttons up the blouse & then the cuffs. The Lieutenant then picked up the skirt stepped into it & slid it up then zipped up the zipper & fastens the outer clasp. She stepped into the shiny black dress shoes then put on the jacket & buttoned it up. She did a quick check of herself in the floor mirror picked up the dress cover; purse & the car keys then headed out through the garage. She opened the garage door, got in & started the car. Just like Alyssa; Stacey put video cameras in the Lieutenant’s car so she could record everything, especially the one under the dash board on the driver side to get the up the skirt shot. Stacey waited until the Lieutenant left & then followed her to the base to get the Lieutenant’s route down & to watch to see if she talked to anyone along the way. Once she was done with her recon, Stacey headed back to the safe house to review the new video.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part three</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Female Military Imposter: Defense Intelligence Agency (Part four)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After about a week of watching their prey it was time for Alyssa & Stacey to go into action. Both military women took great pride in the lingerie they wore underneath their uniforms & how they presented a hot & sexy look with a professional attitude. That was just fine with Alyssa & Stacey because they would soon be wearing the sexy lingerie & uniforms themselves. They studied the film made the voice modulators took a hot shower together & went to bed. Alyssa & Stacey woke up Friday morning then got prepared for the day. Both women doubled checked their little bags of tricks & all the equipment they needed to impersonate their prey. Once they were ready they left in their own separate vans & headed towards the women’s homes. Alyssa arrived at the Major’s house gained entry & waited for the Major to arrive home. She took in her bag of tricks & the holding cage then waited for her prey to come home in the spare bedroom. At 1700 hours Alyssa heard the garage door open up & the major pulling into the garage. She started to get ready to strike & put on her MPU2 gas mask. The Major closed the garage door after shutting off the engine & opened the door leading into the kitchen. The Major put down her dress cover, keys & purse then headed to the bedroom.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa waited until the major went into her bedroom & heard the walk in closet open up. Alyssa headed towards the Major’s bedroom then with caution looked inside to see where her prey was. Once she saw the Major go into the walk in closet Alyssa went inside the bedroom and took out 4 knockout gas capsules. When the Major went to the back of the walk in closet Alyssa went up to the closet tossed in the capsules & closed the door turning off the light as well. The Major asks “who the hell are you?” just as the capsules were tossed in & went off. The Major chocked coughed & gagged as the thick white smoke filled her burning lungs. The effects were immediate as the major felt her limbs go numb as the gas went through her body. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa had a huge smile on her face as she waited the minutes she needed to as the Major collapsed on the floor gasping for air. She waited another 5 minutes for the gas to take full effect on the major. When she was sure that the Major was knocked out Alyssa opened the door & dragged the Major out to the foot of the bed. She turned on the vent fan and the central air to clear out the gas so it would be safe enough for Alyssa to remove her gas mask & go to work on the Major. Once it was safe enough after 10 minutes Alyssa removed her gas mask & got completely undressed then went to retrieve her bag of tricks & the holding cage. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Alyssa brought in the holding cage then set it up. Once this was done she knelt down beside the major setting her bag of tricks to the side. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She started to remove the shiny black dress shoes setting them aside. Alyssa unbuttoned the jacket & removed the neck tie then set it near the dress shoes. She removed the jacket setting it to the side starting a uniform pile. Alyssa unbuttoned the blouse then the cuffs exposing a light blue satin slip with a matching satin / lace bra. She unfastens the front closure on the bra sat the major up & removed the blouse then pulled down the slip straps & took off the bra setting them aside on top of the jacket. Alyssa let the major’s upper torso fall back onto the carpet bouncing her head off the carpet a couple of times. Alyssa then unfastens the outer clasp on the skirt then unzipped the zipper. She slid down the skirt & the satin slip exposing a light blue garter belt with a matching pair of satin string bikini panties. Attached to the garter belt was pair off thigh high silky smooth skin tone nylons. She set the skirt & satin slip on top of the blouse & unfastens the nylons from the garter belt. Alyssa carefully removed the nylons from each of the major’s legs setting them aside on the satin comforter. She then unfastens the garter belt hooks then removed it setting it aside on top of the skirt. Finally she removed the light blue satin string bikini panties feeling the heat from the major’s virgina. Alyssa took a whiff of the panties before setting them with the rest of the uniform.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa rolled the major on her stomach took the wrists putting them together. She reached into her bag of tricks taking out a pair of hand cuffs & cuffed the wrists together. Reaching back into the bag she took out a leather cuff strap for the elbows & cuffed the elbows together leaving extra strap to fasten in the front. Alyssa rolled the major on her back took out another pair of hand cuffs & cuffed the ankles together. She then reached into the bag again taking out another leather cuff strap with a ring & strapped the knees together. Alyssa sat the major up & fastens the leather strap from the elbows around the torso then took out two more leather straps. She fastens one under the breasts & the other one above the breasts securing the arms against the body. Alyssa took out the leather neck strap with a ring then placed it around the major’s neck & fastens it into place. Alyssa laid the major back down then squatted over her face. She opened the major’s mouth & pulled out the nylon panties from her virgina stuffing them into the major’s mouth. She finished off the panty gag with 3 inch wide sticky tape across the mouth then put a detective style gag across the tape. Firmly securing the panties in place & keeping the major nice & quiet. The final step was to put the major into a hog tie. She took out a 3 foot long hand cuff & cuffed one to the neck ring then the other one to the knee ring. Alyssa pushed the cage into position opened the door & slid the major in taking a pad lock & locking the cage door. Satisfied that this part was completed Alyssa picked up the uniform & spread it out across the bed then headed into the bathroom to take a shower.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part four</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Defense Intelligence Agency (Part five)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey arrived at her prey’s house then gained entry through the back door. Once inside she took her bag of tricks & holding cage into the spare bedroom then waited for the Lieutenant to arrive home. About 1715 hours the garage opened & the Lieutenant pulled her care into the garage. Shut off the engine closed the garage door & headed inside. She came through the kitchen setting down her dress cover, keys and purse before proceeding to the bedroom. When Stacey heard the garage door open she put on her gas mask & took out 4 knock out gas pellets to toss at the Lieutenant. She heard footsteps coming down the hall way & watched the Lieutenant walk by going into her bedroom. Once Stacey heard the walk in closet door opened then the light turned on she went towards the Lieutenant’s bedroom ready to strike. Stacey peeked into the bedroom then saw the Lieutenant go into the closet & Stacey quickly went in tossing the pellets into the closet. She closed the door & turned off the light making the Lieutenant confused. Within seconds the knockout gas took effect as the Lieutenant started to choke & gag on the thick white smoke. The lieutenant’s legs got weak along with her arms & she collapsed on the floor gasping for air. After 5 minutes Stacey heard no motion from inside the closet. She opened the door & saw the Lieutenant lying on the carpet floor unconscious. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey pulled the Lieutenant out to the footboard then turned on the vent fan & central air to ventilate the house. After 10 minutes it was safe enough for Stacey to remove her gas mask then got completely undressed. She went to retrieve her bag of tricks & the holding cage. Once she retrieved these items she knelt down beside her prey setting her bag to the side. Stacey removed the shiny black dress shoes setting them aside. She unbuttoned the jacket then removed the neck tie setting them both aside to start the uniform pile. Stacey unbuttoned the blouse then the cuffs exposing the white satin slip with a matching white satin bra. She sat the lieutenant up removed the blouse then pulled down the satin slip down to the waist & unfastens the front closure of the bra then removed it setting it & the blouse on top of the jacket. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey then unfastens the outer clasp of the skirt & then unzipped the zipper. She then slid the skirt & the satin slip down the silky smooth legs cover by silky smooth thigh high skin tone nylons. Stacey removed the slip & skirt then set them aside on the uniform pile. This exposed a matching set of white satin string bikini panties & a white satin garter belt. She unfastens the silky smooth nylons from the satin garter belt & carefully removed each one from the Lieutenant’s silky smooth legs setting them on the bed. Stacey unfastens the hooks on the satin garter belt slid it off setting it on the uniform pile then removed the satin string bikini panties feeling the hot moister rise up as she removed the panties. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey rolled the Lieutenant on her stomach grabbed the wrists then reached into her bag for pair of hand cuffs. She cuffed the wrists together & then grabbed a leather cuff strap then cuffed the elbows together leaving extra strap to secure in the front. Stacey rolled the Lieutenant on her back then took out another pair of hand cuffs & cuffed the ankles together then took out another leather strap with ring on it & cuffed the knees together. Stacey then sat the Lieutenant up & secured the elbow strap in the front. She took out two more straps & put one under the breasts then the other one above the breasts. She laid the Lieutenant down & squatted over the Lieutenant’s face then opened her mouth. Stacey pulled out the nylon panties from her virgina & pushed them into the lieutenant’s mouth. She secured the panties in further by using a ball gag & secured it in place. Stacey then took out the neck collar sat the Lieutenant up & secured it in place. She sat the lieutenant up against the footboard then took out a 3 foot chain with 2 locks & attached one side to the neck ring then the other the knee ring effectively putting the Lieutenant into a hogtie.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="104" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey opened the holding cage & she pulled the Lieutenant into the cage shut the door then locked it. She scooped down picking up the lingerie & uniform spreading it out across the satin comforter on the bed. Stacey then decided to take a hot shower to get ready to put on her newly acquired uniform. Once she was done with the shower Stacey strutted back into the bedroom. By then the Lieutenant was coming too & a “MMMPPPHHH!” came from her panty gagged mouth. “Well my little sweet ass I see that we’re waking up finally.” Stacey said as she stood in front of the cage. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Just let me go you fucken bitch!) The Lieutenant replied angrily. “Now now don’t be mad. Just sit there & be quiet. Now you can watch me put on your lingerie & uniform so I can impersonate you.” Stacey told the tied up Lieutenant. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (fuck you bitch you can’t wear my uniform!) Replied the Lieutenant fighting against her bondage. “You can try all you want & as hard as you want but you’ll never get free to stop me.” Stacey said as she sat down nude at the makeup table as she started to get ready. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No you fucken bitch don’t use my makeup!) Angrily the Lieutenant replied. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="106" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey did up her hair put on her makeup & put on some perfume. She got up from the makeup table & strutted over to the bed. She reached into her bag then brought out the voice modulator & the face mask that looked like real skin. Stacey strutted back over to the makeup table & put on the voice modulator then applied the face mask. Once in place Stacey strutted back in front of the cage & stood there for the Lieutenant to see. The Lieutenant was stunned to another woman that resembled herself standing right in front of her. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No fucken way you can’t me!) The Lieutenant looked up at the imposter with disappear. “Now you’ll watch me get dressed & assume your identity.” Stacey said as she picked up the white satin bra & slipped it on then fastens the front closure. Stacey adjusted the straps for a better fit. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No you fucken bitch you can’t wear my lingerie!) The Lieutenant replied angrily as she continued to fight against her bondage but to no avail. “I just love to wear another woman’s panties. It helps me get into character that I’ll be assuming the identity of.” Stacey replied as she picked up the white satin panties slipped them on. She then picked up the matching satin garter belt put it on & fastens the hooks. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="107" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch you can’t do this to me!) The Lieutenant said as she rocked back & forth inside her cage. “I bet you’re trying to say that I’ll never get away with this. I will because I have been watching you for awhile. I know everything about you how you walk talk put on your uniform everything about you.” Stacey told the lieutenant as she put on the silky smooth nylons & attached them to the garter belt. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch you just can’t wear my stuff!) The Lieutenant replied angrily. Stacey picked up the satin slip & put it on letting fall over her upper torso, & then she adjusted the straps for a better fit. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch somebody help me!) The Lieutenant said as she watched the imposter pick up the blouse & slipped it on. “Don’t worry no one can hear you & no one is coming to save you. Just sit there be quiet corporate & you won’t be hurt.” Stacey replied as she buttoned up the blouse & the cuffs. Stacey then picked up the skirt then stepped into it. Pulling it up then zipped up the zipper & fastens the outer clasp. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch no you can’t do this to me!) The Lieutenant replied angrily as she fought against her bondage.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="108" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey slipped on the dress shoes then picked up the jacket & buttoned it up. She then went over to her bag of tricks & grabbed a syringe filled with a sedative & walked towards the Lieutenant. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch don’t touch me with that needle!) Replied the Lieutenant with a scary look in her face. “This will put you a sleep for awhile so I can go shopping & max out your credit cards. So how do I look in your uniform?” Stacey said with a smile as she put the needle into the Lieutenant’s neck. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch you’ll never look good as me in uniform!) The Lieutenant said as the sedative went into her vein. Within moments the Lieutenant was knocked out & Stacey pushed her prey into the closet then closed the door. She then went over to the floor mirror checked herself out. Satisfied, Stacey went to the kitchen put on the dress cover grabbed the car keys & purse then headed out to do some shopping. She opened the garage door started the engine put the top down & backed out. Once the garage door was closed Stacey proceeded towards the clothing stores. She could feel the cool breeze ride up her skirt & making her body tingle with excitement.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Defense Intelligence Agency (Part six)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="109" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa got done with her shower & by this time the Major was awake. Alyssa strutted past the Major heading towards the makeup table. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch what are you doing to me?) The major replied angrily through her panty gag. “Well I see that we have a real potty mouth on us. Good thing for that panty gag so I don’t have to hear what is coming out that mouth of yours.” Alyssa said as she did up her hair & makeup. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch you can’t do this to me!) The major replied as she fought against her bondage. “I don’t think you’ll be going anywhere soon. Besides once I get done, I’ll look just like you & no one will ever know the difference.” Alyssa said as she applied the voice modulator & then the face mask. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch you’ll never look like me!) Angrily the Major replied as she fought harder against her bondage to free herself. Alyssa got done putting on the face mask & voice modulator then did up her makeup. “I hope you like my new looks? I sure do & can’t wait to wear my new Lingerie & especially my new uniform.” Alyssa said as she strutted over to the bed and picked up the light blue satin bra. She slipped it on then fastens the front closure. Alyssa adjusted the straps for a better fit. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="110" style="font-family: Calibri;">“The satin bra fits me really nice. Time to put on the rest of the Lingerie.” Alyssa said with a smile on her face. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch you can’t wear my Lingerie & uniform!) The Major said angrily through her gag as she watched the imposter pick up the light satin garter belt. Alyssa put on the garter belt then fastens the hooks. She then picked up the silky smooth skin tone thigh high nylons & put them on. Alyssa fastens each one to the garter belt then picked up the light blue satin string bikini panties. “Everything feels so good on my body & now for the satin panties.” Alyssa said with a smile as she stepped into them & pulled them up. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch you can’t wear my satin panties!) Said the Major as she watched in despair as the imposter was still getting dressed. Alyssa picked up the light blue satin slip & put it on letting it fall over her torso then adjusting the straps. “I really want to thank you for everything & being such an easy target. I just can’t wait for when I can go to your base & get what I need to sell to the highest bidder.” Alyssa said as she picked up the blue skirt then stepped into it pulling it up. She zipped up the zipper then fastens the outer clasp. She then grabbed the light blue blouse put it on then buttoned it up then buttoned the cuffs. The Major just sat there in her cage tied up & thoroughly gagged watching another assume her identity. Alyssa put on the neck tie then slips into the dress shoes. Alyssa then put on the blue jacket then checked herself out in the floor mirror. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="111" style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well how do I look sweet cheeks? I think I look hot as hell in my new uniform & the sexy Lingerie underneath feels so great on my body.” Alyssa said as she looked herself over. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch you won’t get away with this!) The Major said through her panty gag as she fought as hard as she could against her bondage but to no avail. “Oh but I will get away with it just as I’m right now. You can’t do anything to stop me either because you are all tied up. So I’m going to go shopping & so I need to put you to sleep for awhile.” Alyssa said as she retrieved a syringe from her bag of tricks & walked over to the cage. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you psycho bitch don’t you touch me with that needle you fucken bitch ass cunt!) The Major replied angrily as she tried to move away from the imposter. Alyssa grabbed the Major’s hair pulled her head back & then ejected the Major with the sedative. Within moments the sedative took effect & the Major was out cold. Satisfied, Alyssa pushed the cage into the closet, turned off the light. She proceeded to the kitchen, picked up the purse; keys & the dress cover then headed towards the garage. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="112" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa opened the garage door, got into the corvette, started the engine & put the top down. She backed out, closed the garage door then headed towards the shopping centers to shop for sexier Lingerie & dresses. Alyssa could feel the cool breeze going up her skirt in between her legs, the wind whirling around up against the satin panties, making her nipples hard as diamonds. Alyssa enjoyed this feeling & always wanted to feel it more often. She called Stacey to see how everything was going? Stacey replied everything was great & she would meet her at the mall. Once Alyssa arrived at the mall, she text Stacey where she was. Stacey pulled into the empty parking spot right next to Alyssa. “Hi, you look great. Any problems?” Alyssa asks Stacey. “None at all. Are you ready to do some shopping?” Stacey replied. “Great lets go & have some fun.” Alyssa said to Stacey as they headed into the mall.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="113" style="font-family: Calibri;">After 4 hours of shopping, Alyssa & Stacey headed back to their targets houses. Alyssa arrived at the Major’s house. She parked the car put up the top & headed inside towards the bedroom with bags full of clothes. By this time the major was awake & mad as hell. Alyssa sat down the bags & grabbed her gun with a silencer on it. She cautiously opened the door then turned on the light. Alyssa peeked inside the closet to look at the Major. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch let me out of here!) Came from the very angry tied up major when she saw the imposter looking inside the closet at her. “Well I see that we’re a little upset about the whole tied up thing. Just wait till you see what I bought today with your credit cards. I got allot of nice Lingerie & dresses today.” Alyssa told her tied up prey as she pushed the cage out to the bedroom. The Major could see all of the shopping bags lying on the bed. She was even madder now than ever before. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch you max out my credit cards.) The Major very angrily replied through her panty gag at the imposter. “I think it’s time to get undress & try on the new Lingerie & dresses I bought.” Alyssa said as she started to take off the Air Force uniform she took from the Major. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch you won’t get away with this!) The Major replied as the imposter took off everything she was wearing. After 4 hours of trying on the new Lingerie & dresses in front of the Major, it was time to knock out the Major again then have some me time. Once the Major was knocked out, she was moved back into the closet & Alyssa put away the clothes she bought then took a shower before going to bed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_scycri="114" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey arrived at the Lieutenant’s house & pulled into the garage. After shutting the garage door then put the top up on the car. She grabbed the shopping bags full with lingerie, dresses, skirts & blouses then headed inside. She took off her dress cover sat it down along with the purse & keys then headed towards the bedroom. She could hear the Lieutenant moving around inside the cage. Stacey took no chances & grabbed her gun with a silencer & opened the closet door slowly after turning on the light. Satisfied that the Lieutenant was still tied up inside her cage, Stacey went in & pushed the cage out to the bedroom. The Lieutenant was very upset that this imposter was able to get away with what she was doing to her. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch take off my Lingerie & uniform!) The Lieutenant replied very angrily as she fought against her bondage hoping to get free. “Just wait & see what I bought at the mall with your credit cards. Nobody even knew the difference whether I was really you. Time to get undress then put on my newly bought wardrobe thanks to you.” Stacey said as she started to take off the Class “A” uniform. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch you can’t max out my credit cards.) The lieutenant replied through her panty gag. “Don’t you worry; I made sure that everything fit before I bought it. You need to just calm down because nobody is going to hear you anyways.” Stacey said as she tried on the Lingerie. After 3 hours of trying on the newly bought wardrobe, Stacey decided to knock out the Lieutenant again & have some quiet time. After ejecting the Lieutenant with a sedative & knocking her out, Stacey pushed the cage back into the closet, turned off the light then took a shower before going to bed.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Defense Intelligence Agency (Part seven / end)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa & Stacey sent the agency text messages saying the packages were ready to be picked up. The women from the agency replied & said that they would be there in the afternoon to pick up the packages for delivery. Alyssa & Stacey got their prey ready for shipment. The women came to the Major’s house first. Picked up the Major then headed over to the lieutenant’s house to pick her up. Once the Lieutenant was put into the van, the women from the agency left for the secret base to start the slave training for these two hot ladies. Alyssa & Stacey looked over the final plans for their mission.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa continued to go through her newly bought wardrobe & the Major’s wardrobe as well. Stacey was doing the same thing then looked over her final plans. They reviewed the video tapes over & over again to make sure that they got the women’s moves down to a “T”. Alyssa got undress; taking off the Major’s uniform and then crawled into bed underneath the satin sheets. Stacey did the same, both women slept nude under the satin sheets. Both women got a real solid sleep that night. Alyssa woke up got out of bed & took a hot shower. After drying herself off, she went over to the makeup table & did up her hair. Alyssa placed the voice modulator on then put the mask on. She applied the makeup just as the Major would with the right amount of perfume. Next Alyssa picked out a matching set of bra, panties & garter belt, white satin with lace on the bra & garter belt. She then picked out a silky smooth pair of ski tone thigh high nylons. Alyssa turned on the light to the walk in closet, opened the door & picked out a white satin / lace slip. Went over to the uniform section then picked out the uniform then the shiny black dress shoes with a 3 inch heel.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa laid everything on the bed & set the dress shoes in front of the floor mirror. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She went over to bed, picked up the white satin bra & slipped it on then fastens the front closure. Alyssa then put on the garter belt, fastens the hooks & picked up the thigh high nylons. She slid on each one very gently then fastens each one to garter belt. Picking up the white satin string bikini panties she stepped into them and slid them up. Alyssa then picked up the white satin / lace slip put it over her head letting it fall over her torso. She then picked up the light blue blouse then checked herself out. Satisfied, she picked up the blue jacket & put it on then buttoned it up. She then went out to the kitchen, grabbed the car keys, purse & dress cover. Alyssa proceeded out to the garage opened the garage door. After getting in the corvette she started the engine then put the top down. She backed out closed the garage door then preceded towards the base. Alyssa could feel the cool morning air ride up her skirt across the nylon covered legs & making her nipples hard. She arrived at the base her I D was checked & was allowed to proceed to the Defense Intelligence Agency building. Alyssa parked the car, put up the top and preceded to the Major’s office.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey woke up in a good mood & headed towards the bathroom to take a hot shower. Dried herself off then went over to the makeup table. She put her hair and then put the voice modulator in place. Stacey applied the mask then put on her makeup & perfume. She walked over to the dresser picked out a matching light green satin bra, string bikini panties & garter belt set. Stacey then picked out a pair of silky smooth skin tone thigh high nylons. She laid them across the bed then went to the walk in closet, turned on the light & went in to pick out the uniform & a satin slip. Stacey grabbed a light green satin / lace slip then picked a class “A” & shiny black dress shoes with a 1 and ½ inch heel on them. She set the dress shoes by the bed then put the satin slip & uniform on the bed.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey picked up the satin bra slipped it on then fastens the front closure. She then grabbed the satin garter belt put it on then fastens the hooks. Stacey carefully put on the silky smooth skin tone thigh high nylons & fastens each one to the garter belt. She picked up the satin string bikini panties stepped into them & pulled them up. Picked up the satin slip putting it over her head then letting it fall over her torso. Stacey then picked up the blouse put it on then buttoned up the blouse along with the cuffs. She then grabbed the skirt stepped into it then pulled the skirt up tucking in the slip & the blouse. She zipped up the zipper then stepped into the dress shoes. Stacey picked up the jacket put it on then buttoned it up. She went over to the floor mirror & looked herself over. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Satisfied Stacey headed towards the kitchen where she grabbed the car keys, purse & the dress cover. She proceeded to the garage opened the garage door then started the car. After backing out, Stacey closed the garage door then proceeded towards the base. She could feel the cool morning air ride up her skirt & whirl around her crouch, making her nipples hard. Stacey pulled up to the base gate & was let through after the guard checked her ID. She proceeded to the Defense Intelligence Agency building & pulled into the assigned parking spot. She put up the top then got out & proceeded towards the building. Stacey slides her I D through the gate which allowed her to proceed to her office. Stacey passed the Major’s (Alyssa) office & kept on going towards hers. She saw Alyssa starting to down load the information she need to obtain over the next 3 weeks. Stacey got to her office & once settled in; she started to obtain the required information for the next 3 weeks as well. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After the 3 weeks were up both women needed to exit after all of the required information was obtained. The mission was a big success & the agency women packed both Alyssa & Stacey up then moved everything out from the Major’s & Lieutenant’s houses. They decided to drive back to Nevada & have some fun along the way……… Until the next adventure! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part seven / end <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div closure_uid_cvoe2f="102"></div></div>Female Military Imposter (FMI)http://www.blogger.com/profile/08016263464672395545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1061084529947059611.post-68117319504458755582011-09-01T00:17:00.001-04:002011-09-02T13:18:19.416-04:00The Female Military Imposter: Kings Bay<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Kings Bay (Part one)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa and Stacey got back to the house after a four day trip. Stacey’s house was now complete and was ready for her to move in. Her stuff was put inside and sorted by the conquest as they went. Stacey would put them in the order she wanted when she got there and had time. Alyssa pulled into her house to drop off her house and get the keys and codes for Stacey to get into her house. Both women headed to Stacey’s house. Alyssa pulled up and punched in the code and drove down the driveway and opened the garage door, then pulled in. Inside were a candy apple red sports car and a black van. This meant that Stacey would be on her very own. They got out of the car and went inside to check out the house. The lay out was completely different then Alyssa’s, the way Stacey wanted it. Stacey and Alyssa went down below and looked around. It was the same as Alyssa’s was and also connected to Alyssa’s by a secret passage for emergencies.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey started to go through her stuff and got settled in. Alyssa left and drove home. Once home she started to go through her stuff and took a hot shower. Alyssa put on the Charger Girl uniform and strutted around the house for awhile before calling Stacey and seeing how she was doing? Stacey told Alyssa she was doing great and would like to go out and have some fun. Alyssa said no problem they’ll just see what was happening around Vegas. Allot of women around to tie up and have a blast. This sounded really good since they would have a few weeks off before their next mission. Which Stacey would do her first mission all on her own. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa drove over to Stacie’s and picked her up. Both women put together their bag of tricks. They drove down to Vegas and searched around town for some action. In town this week was a convention on women in the military. Allot of the service women had not arrived yet but a few had. Alyssa and Stacey spotted two female marine officers. They followed them back to their hotel and got the room number. These two women were staying on the first floor and had a really nice rental car. They came up with a plan; Stacey would act like she locked herself out of her room and would ask to use their phone to call the front desk. Once inside she would put her gun to good use on unsuspecting women. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Stacey grabbed her bag of tricks and got ready to go. Alyssa would be waiting outside just out of view for her part and go in and secure the women. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey went up to the door and knocked. “Yes can I help you?” asks the 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant. “Why yes if you can. I had my room key card zero out on me and need to call the front desk.” Stacey replied. “Ok sure why not. The phone is right over there.” said the Lieutenant. “Thank you very much.” Stacey said as she acted like she dialed the front desk, but disconnected the phone instead. “It’ll be 10 minutes to get another key? OK thanks I’ll wait.” Stacey said as if she had gotten through. The front door was left cracked open and Alyssa went in and Stacey pulled out her gun. No, No, No Lieutenant don’t even try to be a heroin. Put your hands up, get them up.” Stacey said in a demanding voice.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The other female was a 1<sup>st</sup> Lieutenant and was surprised as she came out of the bedroom door hearing the commotion. “You get your hands as well and stand next to your friend here. Alyssa had pulled out her gun as she went into the hotel room and along with Stacey had the female marines under control. “Ok, Ok just don’t shoot use. What do you want from us?” asks the 2<sup>nd</sup> lieutenant. “We need your purses, car keys and most importantly your uniforms.” Alyssa said getting out rope and duct tape. “What our uniforms? No way, we just can’t give them to you.” replied the 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant. “You see we tried to get into the convention, but military women only. So to get in we need uniforms. Be nice couple of female marines and strip completely nude for us. Come on ladies get a move on and hurry up. We don’t have all F***en day.” Alyssa demanded as the two female marines started to strip. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Ok we’re doing it; just don’t get an itchy trigger finger. I don’t believe this.” Said the 2<sup>nd</sup> lieutenant as she slid off her shoes and took off her neck tie. The 1<sup>st</sup> Lieutenant was doing the same. Both women unbuttoned their jackets, took them off and then placed them on the table in two separate piles. Then they unbuttoned the cuffs on their long sleeve blouses and then the front buttons. Removed the blouses and set them on top of the jackets. Exposing white satin and lace slips with matching bras. Then both women unfasten the outer clasps on their above the knee skirts, then unzipped them and slid them down and off setting them on top of the uniform piles. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The very next step; was the sexy Lingerie to come off. Each woman pulled their slips up and over their heads and tossed them on the piles. Then unfasten the silky smooth skin tone thigh high nylons stockings. Slid each one down and placed them on the top of the satin slips. Unfasten the hooks on the white satin and lace garter belts, took them off and tossed them on the uniform piles. The bras were unfasten, then slid off the women chests and placed on the piles. Finally the silky smooth white satin string thong panties were slid down the silky smooth legs of both women and tossed on top off the uniform piles. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Now completely nude, both women waited to see what was going to happen next. Two sturdy metal chairs were placed in the bedroom and the two women were forced at gun point into the bedroom and then told to sit in the chairs. “Now put your arms through the holes and clasp your hands together.” Alyssa told the women. She handed Stacey her gun and started to tie up the two women. Alyssa tied their hands and feet extremely tight. Both women wrenched in pain, but didn’t scream because Stacey had both guns pointed at them. Alyssa finished tying up both women extremely well and tight, then came the panty gags. Alyssa and Stacey slid off their cheap white nylon panties, balled them up and stuffed them into the women mouths. Secured them in place with cleave gags and then duct tape over them to keep the panties in place.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">With both women secured, Alyssa and Stacey got undressed and redressed in the marine uniforms and sexy Lingerie. Both women did up their hair and makeup just like the two female marines had it. The two female marines could only look on in disappear. Alyssa pulled out two syringes and went over to each woman and ejected them with a sedative which knocked them out for hours. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” came from each woman as she was being ejected with the sedative. Once the two tied up women were knocked out, Alyssa and Stacey Headed out to the convention to enjoy themselves.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part one</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Kings Bay (Part two)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa made a phone call before they got to the convention. The agency pick up team would pick up the two tied up female marines. Alyssa and Stacey enjoyed the next four days at the convention, gathered up the women stuff and headed home. They received their next assignments, Alyssa would go to Kings Bay Naval base and Stacey would be going to Wright / Paterson Air Force base. Alyssa’s target was a 29 year old female Lieutenant Commander working in the operation center for the ballistic missile submarines. Her mission was getting key information and codes that track and communicate with the submarines. Stacey’s mission was to take the place of a 23 year old female 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant and retrieve information vital to satellite tracking. Both women took time to study their intended targets extremely well. Alyssa gathered up what she needed and had plastic surgery to look like her target. Stacey had the same procedure done as well and got her stuff together as well. Both Alyssa and Stacey left for their assignments and arrived at the safe houses provided for them after about a three week healing period.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa unpacked her stuff and unloaded the equipment, loaded the address of her target into the gps and headed out to check out her target and start to study her routine. She got her targets routine down after a few days and then waited for her to leave for work to set up her video cameras and voice recorders. Alyssa picked the lock and gained entry into the Commander’s house. Set up her equipment and went through the woman’s wardrobe. Now with everything in place, Alyssa watched the LtCDR get up, shower and gets dressed in her summer white uniform. She observed how she walked, talked and who the LtCDR socialized with. The LtCDR was a hot little tight unit and Alyssa couldn’t wait to get a taste of her. After about two weeks, Alyssa was ready to make her move and assume the LtCDR Identity.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa got dressed in her black cat suit and drove over to the LtCDR place. She waited for the LtCDR to leave for work and picked the lock and gain access to the house and set up her stuff she would needed. Alyssa set up her holding cage and put it in the spare bedroom walk in closet. She put her bag of tricks inside the woman’s walk in closet where Alyssa would be waiting for her. Alyssa would use the knock out gas pellets. This would require her to use her MPU2-MK2 gas mask, a smaller version of the MPU2. At around 1600 hours, the LtCDR came home. She pulled her car into the left side of the two car garage. Closed the garage door and then shut of the engine to her navy blue corvette. Opened the back hatch, took out her dry cleaning she picked up on the way home and came inside the house. She set down her purse, keys and dress cover on the counter, and then headed towards the bedroom.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The LtCDR put the dry cleaning on the back of the bedroom door and opened the door to her huge walk in closet and turned on the light. Alyssa put on her gas mask and got her pellets ready to go. When the door opened and the light came on, Alyssa pulled the LtCDR inside and tossed the pellets at the LtCDR and shut the door. The gas started to take effect almost immediately, as the LtCDR started to choke and gasp for trying to ask who this woman was and why was she was doing this. Within a few moments the LtCDR passed out and hit the floor hard. Alyssa would wait until the gas dissipated and ventilated the bedroom before taking off her gas mask.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa dragged the unconscious woman from the walk in closet to the foot board of the bed and got her bag of tricks out from the walk in closet, then went to retrieve the holding cage in the spare bedroom down the hall. Once Alyssa had everything she needed, she made sure the air was safe enough to remove her gas mask and start her favorite part. Alyssa removed her gas mask and started to get undressed, took off her shoes and unzipped her black cat suite and slipping it off. Now totally nude, Alyssa knelt down beside her prey and started to strip her. She slid off the white dress shoes with a 3 inch heels, set them aside and unbuttoned the C/T white blouse. Spread it apart to reveal a white satin / lace slip and matching front closure bra. Alyssa sat up the LtCDR and slipped off the blouse and set it aside, pulled down the slip and bra straps and unfastens the front closure of the white satin / lace bra. Taking it off and setting the bra on top off the blouse, exposing a pair of firm milky white perfect 35c breasts. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa let the LtCDR upper torso fall back onto the carpet floor, bouncing her head off the floor a couple of times. She then unbuckled the white C/T belt and slid it through the belt loops, taking it and setting it to the side of the blouse. Alyssa rolled the LtCDR over and unfastens the outer clasp and unzipped the zipper. She then slid down the white C/T skirt which was just above the knee over the silky smooth nylon pantyhose covered legs. She then set it on top of the bra and the blouse, and then slid the slip off setting it on top of the pile. This exposed a pair of non-control top skin tone silky smooth pantyhose and underneath a pair of white satin string bikini panties. Alyssa took a little more time to slid down the silky smooth nylon pantyhose and set them on the side of the uniform pile. Finally Alyssa slid off the white string satin bikini panties, took a whiff before setting them on top of the uniform pile.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa rolled the LtCDR over on her stomach, took both her wrists and tied them extremely tight. Then tied the elbows together extremely tight as well and wrapped duct tape below the elbows and above the wrists rope. Alyssa rolled the LtCDR back over and tied the woman’s ankles together extremely tight. Then tied the knees together as well, taking duct tape she wrapped it around the knees below the knee caps and above the ankle ropes. She sat the LtCDR up against the foot board and took a leather neck strap with a ring on the front, put it around the neck and secured it in place. Then took a piece of rope and wrapped it around the upper torso above the breasts and another one just below the breasts. She then took another piece of rope put it on back of the neck strap and wrapped it under the arm pits and back in front in between the breasts and tied it off in the back between the shoulder blades, squeezing the firm milky white breasts together.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa took a pair of hand cuffs with a 3 foot chain, cuffed one on the neck ring and wrapped the other one around the knee rope and closed it, putting the LtCDR in a front hogtie. Alyssa tilts the LtCDR head back and squatted over her face. Open the woman’s mouth and pulled out the cheap white nylon panties out of her virgina and stuff them into the LtCDR mouth. Then took 3 inch extra sticky tape and secured them in place. Now tied up and thoroughly panty gagged, the LtCDR could now be put into the holding cage. Alyssa opened the cage and pulled and pushed her prey into the cage, then locked it. Securing the LtCDR inside and preventing any type of escape possible. Totally satisfied, Alyssa got up and strutted into the bathroom to take a nice hot shower and get ready to put on her newly acquired uniform to go out and do some shopping.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part two</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Kings Bay (Part three)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="94" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa strutted around the house, closing all of the blinds and curtains. She went back into the bed room and the LtCDR was starting come to, still a bit groggy from the knock out gas. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (What the hell is going on? What happened?). “Well, I see that we are waking up from our little nap? How is your head, a little throbbing right now? Don’t worry, you’ll gone be a little tied up for a while. As you can see we look exactly alike and I plan on taking your place for a while.” Alyssa said in an insulting voice. MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you Bitch, you won’t get away with this!). The LtCDR replied angrily, fighting hard against her bondage. “Awe, are we a little upset? Well like to sit around and chat, but I need to take a shower and get dressed in my uniform. I think shopping is in order, don’t you?” Alyssa replied with a smirk on her face and laughter in her voice. MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you Bitch, let me go). Alyssa strutted past her tied up prey and into the bathroom with a smile on her face. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you Bitch, No you can’t do this to me!). </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="96" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa took a long hot shower and came out strutted her tight ass in front of the tied up Navy Lieutenant Commander. “Did that feel good to a hot shower? You have a really nice place here. I’m going to really enjoy it as well as your uniforms, lingerie and your other clothes. I always wanted to wear a military uniform and get plenty of attention from the guys. Now I can, thanks to you! Time to put on my makeup and perfume and do up my hair.” Alyssa said with a smile and her hands on her hips. MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fucken Bitch, No you can’t wear my uniform Bitch!). Replied the LtCDR through her panty gag as she watched the imposter do up her makeup and hair. “So just sit there, be quiet and watch me get dressed.” Said Alyssa as she finished her makeup and hair then picked up the white satin panties and slipped them on. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!” (NNNNNNNOOOOOOO!!!) Replied the angered LtCDR as she watch the imposter put on her panties. “The panties feel really nice on my ass sweet checks and now for that matching satin / lace bra.” Said Alyssa as she put it on and closed the front closure. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (NNNOOO, that’s mine you can’t wear it!!!). Alyssa picked up the silky smooth panty hose and slipped them on. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="97" style="font-family: Calibri;">“Really nice baby, really nice. The feel of the silky smooth feeling against my legs and ass feels great.” Alyssa said as she pulled up the panty hose and then smoothed them out. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (NNNOOO, they only feel that way on me!!!). Replied the LtCDR as Alyssa picked up the white satin / lace slip. “This feels so silky smooth in my hands. UUUHHHMMM this is going to feel so good on my body sweet cheeks.” Alyssa said with a smile as she slipped it over her head and let it fall over her torso. Alyssa adjusted the straps this angered the tied up LtCDR. “MMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!” (NNNNNNNOOOOOOO, you Fucken Bitch you can’t wear my satin slip!!!). As she watched the imposter adjusted the straps and pick up the blouse. “I never guessed that the military women wore such expensive Lingerie under their uniforms. Good thing I decided to find out huh sweet cheeks?” Alyssa said with an insulting tone in her voice as she slipped on the C/T blouse and buttoned it up.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="98" style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHHH, MMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!” (NNNNNNNOOOOOOO, NNNNNNNOOOOOOO you can’t impersonate me!!!). Replied the LtCDR as she fought hard against her bondage and saw the imposter pick the C/T skirt and step into it. “The skirt is going to feel really nice. Since you’re a half inch shorter than me, the skirt should be a little higher above the knees. Just the way I like it.” Alyssa said as she stepped into the skirt and pulled it up, then zipped up the zipper and fastened the outer clasp. MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fucken Bitch, No you can’t be wearing my uniform Bitch!). Replied the LtCDR angrily as she watched in despair as she watched the imposter put on the white C/T belt and fasten it in place. “Well thank you very much for letting me try on your uniform. I’m glad that I took the chance to do this when I saw you out in town a few weeks ago. Follow you around, taking videos and pictures of how you look, walked and talked in uniform. Now I’m you in every which way, we look exactly alike and no one will ever know the difference.” Alyssa said as she gloated when she slipped on the white dress shoes. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHHH, MMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!” (NNNNNNNOOOOOOO, NNNNNNNOOOOOOO you can’t wear my uniform and impersonate me!!!). Replied the LtCDR as she fought hard against her bondage as she watched the imposter put on the dress shoes and saw an exact duplicate of herself standing in front of her. “Well I think that it’s time to put you in the closet and go shopping, but first a little chloroform to make sure that you have a little nap while I’m out.” Alyssa said as she pulled out the bottle of chloroform and a rag. “MMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!” (NNNNNNNOOOOOOO you can’t do this to me!!!). Replied the LtCDR as she fought hard against her bondage as she watched the imposter soak the rag and put it on her face. Within a minute the tied up LtCDR was knocked out and pushed into the closet. The light was turned off and the door shut. Alyssa checked herself out in the floor mirror then went out to the kitchen and put on the dress cover, picked up the keys and purse and headed out.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Kings Bay (Part four)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="99" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa went into the garage, opened the garage door and started up the engine. She backed out the corvette, put the top down and closed the garage door. She headed down the driveway and made a left turn. Alyssa headed towards the shopping mall and the clothing stores. She could feel the skirt ride up her silky smooth panty hose and the cool breeze that road up the inside of the skirt. It felt good on her hot wet moist Pussy and gave her a tingling sensation. Which turned her on as Alyssa felt her Nipples get hard as rocks. She loved this feeling and wanted to feel it even more. She stopped at all of the expensive clothing and Lingerie stores before heading back to the LtCDR house. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey was having a pretty easy go at it as well. After unpacking all of her equipment, she set out to her targets apartment and get her schedule down and to set up her video and recording equipment. Stacey watched the hot little number strut her stuff. Just like Alyssa, she couldn’t wait to get a taste of her. Stacey watched the Lieutenant leave and Stacey went up to her apartment door, picked the lock and went inside. Stacey set up her equipment and went through the Lieutenant’s wardrobe. After a quick check of her video equipment Stacey left to follow her prey around to study her every move. To take pictures and videos of the hot little number how she walked and talked in uniform and to whom she socialized with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After two weeks of studying her prey, Stacey was ready to strike and assume the Lieutenant’s identity. Stacey got up early and went over her targets apartment and waited for the Lieutenant to leave. Stacey video recorded the Air Force Lieutenant leave for the base. After a 20 minute wait Stacey went up to the door and picked the lock and gained entry. Stacey set up here equipment that she would need and spent time getting something to eat and look through the Lieutenant’s wardrobe. When it was time Stacey went into the spare bedroom and waited for her prey to come home. Stacey heard the car pull into the single car garage and the garage door being closed. Her prey unlocked the door coming from the garage and then being opened. The Lieutenant set down her purse, keys and dress cover on the kitchen table, then headed towards the bedroom. Once inside, the Lieutenant opened the walk in closet door, turned on the light and went in. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey put on her gas mask and sneaked down to the Lieutenant’s bedroom. She got her gas pellets ready. When the Lieutenant turned around, Stacey threw 4 pellets at her prey, exploding on contact. The closet quickly filled up with a white smoke and Stacey closed the closet door, turned off the light and making her prey disoriented and trapping the Lieutenant inside. After about a minute of hearing the Lieutenant gag, choke and moving around, Stacey heard a loud thump as the Lieutenant hit the carpet floor and was knock out. Stacey waited a few more minutes before opening the closet door and seeing the Lieutenant lying on the floor unconscious.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey started to ventilate the bedroom and the closet. Stacey dragged the unconscious Lieutenant to the end of the bed. The Lieutenant would be out for a few hours and will be very weak when she woke up. When it was safe enough for to remove her gas mask, Stacey removed it and went to retrieve the holding cage and her bag of tricks. Stacey came back in, got completely undressed and went over to the Lieutenant, then started to strip her nude. She removed the black dress shoes with 3 inch heels, set them aside and unbuttoned the blue jacket.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey took off the blue neck tie, unbuttoned the blouse and the cuffs. She sat the lieutenant up, removed the jacket, then the blouse and set them aside; exposing the white satin / lace slip with a light blue satin / lace front closure bra. Stacey let the lieutenant’s upper torso drop back onto the carpet and the 36a breasts bounced around a little. Stacey unfastens the outer clasp and unzipped the zipper on the skirt. She pulled it down silky smooth legs and off the Lieutenant’s body, then set it on top of the jacket and blouse. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey pulled up the white satin slip and over the head of the Lieutenant and placing it on the uniform pile. She saw a pair of skin tone silky smooth thigh high nylon stockings attached to a light blue satin / lace garter belt, matching the bra and light blue satin string bikini panties. Stacey unfastens the front closure on the bra, sat the Lieutenant up and slid it off her body and put it with the pile of uniform items. She let the Lieutenant’s head and torso fall back onto the carpet. She slid down the light blue satin string bikini panties down the silky smooth legs and taking them off. Stacey took a whiff of the panties before setting them aside, placing them on top of the uniform pile. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She unfasten each of the skin tone silky smooth nylons from the garter belt and unhooked the light blue satin / lace garter belt, removed it and set it on top of the pile of clothes. Stacey carefully slid down each one of the silky smooth skin tone nylons off and place them separately from the uniform pile. Stacey rolled the Lieutenant on her stomach and took a pair of hand cuffs and cuffed the Lieutenant’s wrists tight as they could go. She took an elbow leather strap cuff and strapped the elbows together, leaving the extra strap to fasten around the front later. Stacey rolled the Lieutenant on her back and took another pair of hand cuffs and cuffed the ankles together as tight as she could get them. She took a leather knee strap cuff and strapped the knees together and grabbed the neck strap, placing it near the Lieutenant’s head. Stacey moved into position, squatted over the Lieutenant’s face, opened her mouth and pulled out the nylon white panties out from her virgina, pushing them into the Lieutenant’s mouth. Stacey pushed them in further and secured them in place with a ball gag; fasten it in the back of the Lieutenant’s head. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey sat the Lieutenant up against the footboard; took the neck strap with a ring in the front and placed it around the neck and secured it in place. Stacey took a 5 foot chain and two locks out from her bag. She took the Lieutenant and laid her on her side. Stacey took one end of the chain; locked it to the hand cuffs, ran it between the legs across the virgina and looped it through the neck ring and down to the ankle cuffs. Locked it on the ankle cuffs putting the Lieutenant into a hogtie. Very satisfied with her work; Stacey grabbed the uniform and stockings, stood up and placed them neatly across the satin covered bed. After this was done; Stacey decided to take a nice hot relaxing shower.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="100" style="font-family: Calibri;">When Stacey was done she went into the walk in closet and went through the Lieutenant’s wardrobe; then did her hair and makeup. The Lieutenant was starting to awake and making muffled sounds from her panty ball gag. Stacey got up from the makeup table, went over to the Lieutenant and sat the tied up woman against the footboard. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (What the hell happened?) Asks the Lieutenant as she looked up at the woman that looked exactly like her. “Well how was our little nap? Don’t worry you’re not seeing anything weird. I really do look exactly like you and plan on assuming your identity but I need to get dressed in my uniform to go out to shop a little bit.” Stacey said as she picked up the garter belt and put it on. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch, you can’t do this!) Replied the Lieutenant angrily through her gag. “I know you think I won’t get away with impersonating you, but I will.” Stacey bragged as she slipped on the silky smooth thigh high nylons and fastens them onto the garter belt. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch, you won’t get away with this!) Replied the angry Lieutenant as she watched the imposter slip on the satin panties. “I guess you would like to say allot more but that panty gag should keep you nice and quiet while I’m out.” Stacey said with a smile on her face as she picked up the bra and put it on adjusting the straps for a better fit. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fucken bitch, just let me loose and I’ll show you!) Replied the Lieutenant as the imposter put on the satin slip, letting it fall over her body and adjusting the straps. “Wow we a little upset right now. Don’t be, I’m going to enjoy being you. You Lingerie fit me just great and feel good on my body.” Stacey said as she picked up the light blue blouse, slipped it on and buttoned it up; including the cuffs. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="101" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch, you can’t wear my uniform!) Replied the very angry Lieutenant as the imposter picked up the blue skirt, stepped into it pulled it up tucking in the slip and blouse in; then zipped up the zipper and fasten the outer clasp. “What a potty mouth we have on us. Good thing for that panty and ball gag in that big mouth of yours.” Said Stacey as she picked up the jacket, slipped it on and buttoned it up. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch ass cunt, let me go!) Said the Lieutenant angrily as she watched the imposter slip on the black dress shoes and adjust the skirt. “Well how do I look honey buns? I think I look really hot in my newly acquired Air Force Uniform.” Said Stacey as she checked herself out in the floor mirror in front of the tied up and gagged Lieutenant. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch, you’ll never look as good as me in it!) Replied the Lieutenant angrily as she looked up at the imposter admiring herself in the mirror.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="102" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey turned around to face the tied up former owner of the uniform. Standing in a dominant stance continued to insult her prey. “Well I have to go out for awhile, so it’s time to put you sleep until I get back. Don’t worry, I’ll tell everyone that you got yourself all tied up.” Stacey said with a smile on her face; then bent down and took out a syringe out of her bag and injected a powerful sedative into the Lieutenant. “MMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHH!!!” (NNNNOOOO You fucken bitch!) Replied the Lieutenant as the imposter injected her with a sedative. Within seconds; the Lieutenant was out cold; then she was placed inside the holding cage and placed inside the walk in closet. Stacey closed the door, turned out the light and went out to the kitchen. She put on the dress cover, picked up the purse and keys and headed for the garage. Stacey opened the garage door, started the engine and backed out. After closing the garage door she proceeded to the mall to do some shopping. As she headed down the road the skirt road up Stacey’s legs and the breeze flowed across her legs and up the skirt to her hot moist juicy Pussy, exciting Stacey even more and making her nipples hard as diamonds. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part four<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Kings Bay (Part five)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa completed her shopping trip and headed back to the LtCDR’s house. She had plenty of shopping bags to go through, maxing out the LtCDR’s credit cards. Alyssa opened the garage door and pulled into the garage. She shut off the engine and closed the garage door. Alyssa grabbed some of the shopping bags and headed inside to the bedroom. She set the bags down and took out her gun with a silencer on it; opened the closet door and turned on the light. Alyssa could see that the LtCDR was still out cold. Alyssa decided to retrieve the rest of the shopping bags, taking her gun with her. After retrieving all of the shopping bags, Alyssa started to go through them until the LtCDR came to. She had bought allot of sexy Lingerie, dresses, skirts and blouses. Alyssa was clearly enjoying every minute of it.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="103" style="font-family: Calibri;">The LtCDR started to come around, started to clear her head and awake fully. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch ass cunt, what the hell are you doing with me?) The LtCDR said angrily through her panty gag as see saw all of the clothes the imposter bought on her credit cards when she brought out from the closet. “I really enjoyed going shopping and getting allot of clothes I’m going to enjoy wearing; especially your uniforms on the Naval Base being you.” Alyssa said pushing out the tied up and gagged woman. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fucken bitch, let me go!) Replied angrily the LtCDR as she was pushed into position. “I guess it’s time to show you what I bought!” Alyssa said picking up some of the sexy Lingerie to show the LtCDR. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="104" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch, you didn’t max out my cards!) Replied the very angry LtCDR as she watched in despair as the imposter went through the wardrobe bought at her expense. This went on for a few hours and Alyssa decided to get something to eat. When she was done she made a phone call to the agency for a package pick up. The LtCDR couldn’t hear what was being said, but she knew that the imposter was sent by somebody to take her place. All she knew now that a group of people would be picking her up inside her cage and taking her somewhere. Alyssa came back into the bedroom. “I guess that you heard a little bit of the conversation. Well just to let you know that some lovely ladies will pick you up in an hour or so. So be good and behave yourself and you won’t be punished.” Alyssa told her tied up prey with a smile on her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="105" style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch, No don’t do this to me!) Replied the LtCDR as she looked up at the imposter with disappear. Alyssa let out a laugh and got into her dominant female stance. “They came to me with an irresistible deal, which they would provide me with a new face and life. All I had to do is to impersonate you for a week and get some valuable information. That was a deal I couldn’t pass it up, so you see I’d rather be you and have your life, than the mislabel life I had.” Alyssa told the tied up Navy woman. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fucken bitch, you can’t do this to me!) Replied the LtCDR as she fought against her tight bondage and looking the imposter wearing her uniform exactly the way she did. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa received a phone call and the package would be picked up in 10 minutes. Alyssa retrieved a syringe from the purse and knelt down beside the cage and grabbed the LtCDR’s hair pulling her head back. She then injected the tied up LtCDR with sedative and within moments she was out cold. Alyssa stood up and went to let the agency women in. They quickly wrapped up the package and got her ready for transport. Once ready, the real LtCDR was loaded into the van and driven off. Alyssa with a big smile across her face went back inside to go through her new wardrobe. Once done, Alyssa went over the final details of her mission which would begin on Monday.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey was completing her shopping spree and was heading back to the apartment. She felt so good to work on her own and knowing that Alyssa would be proud of her. Stacey opened the garage door and pulled in. She shut off the engine and closed the garage door. Stacey grabbed some of the bags and went inside. Stacey went into the bedroom and pulled out her gun, put a silencer on it. Turned on the light and opened the closet door. The Air Force Lieutenant was still knocked out and sleeping just like a baby. Stacey decided to go out and get the rest of the shopping bags. Took them in and set them on the floor. Stacey took off the dress cover and put the car keys on the dresser; she set her gun on the bed in case she needed it and started to go through the shopping bags. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="106" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey was half way through when the Lieutenant was starting to come to. She went into the closet and pushed the holding cage out. Once in place she made sure that the tied up woman could see what she had bought at the stores. The Lieutenant cleared her head and was furious at this imposter for what she had done. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch, untie me and let me go!) Said the tied up Lieutenant through her panty gag. “I was just wondering, how is that pair of panties taste in your big mouth. If you think I’m going to let you go, think again because I won’t even consider it! So just sit there and be quiet.” Stacey told her dominated prey as she held up some of the sexy Lingerie. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken cunt, you bought stuff on my credit cards!) Replied the Lieutenant as she fought against her bondage but to no avail. “Fight your bondage all you want, you won’t get loose anyway. I used hand cuffs, leather straps, chain and locks. So I doubt it that you’ll be able to free yourself and escape. So if I was you and I’m glad that I’m not right now since you’re all tied up and in a cage, I would be calm, be nice and quiet.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="107" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (You fucken bitch ass cunt, you’ll never get away with this! trying to impersonate me.) Said the Lieutenant as she looked up at the imposter who was wearing her uniform and Lingerie. Stacey was getting done going through all of the shopping bags went out to the living room and made a phone to have a package picked up. The agency said the ladies would be over in 30 minutes. Stacey strutted back into the bedroom and stood in front of the cage in a dominant stance and told her tied up prey that she would be picked up soon. “Enjoy yourself in your apartment because soon you’ll be picked up by some lovely ladies who will teach you some manners miss potty mouth! Just think as they’re having their fun with you; I’ll be enjoying myself as you. I mean who’s going to know the difference between us. The women who need me to take your place did a great job on the plastic surgery and your vital information. So you see I was practicing to be you for awhile and observing you as well. So I will get away with it.” Stacey told the dominated Air Force Lieutenant looking up at her with discuss in her face. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you bitch, you can never ever replace me!) Replied the tied up Lieutenant as she looked up at the imposter who was clearly enjoying what she was hired to do. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey received a phone call that the women would be by in 10 minutes to pick up the package. Stacey went to the dresser and took out a syringe with a powerful sedative in it. She knelt down beside the cage, grabbed the hair of the Lieutenant pulling back her head and injecting the Lieutenant with the sedative. The Lieutenant didn’t even have a chance to let out a MMMPPPHHH before the sedative took effect. The lieutenant was knocked out cold and waiting in her cage to be taken away. Ten minutes later the women arrived, wrapped the package and got her ready for transport. Stacey pulled out the car out of the garage and the van backed in and loaded up the Lieutenant and drove off. Stacey put the car back into the garage and went back inside, where she studied her final part of her mission which would begin on Monday morning.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part five</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Kings Bay (Part six)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="108" style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa woke up early Monday morning, took a hot shower, and got dressed in her newly acquired summer white uniform and sexy Lingerie underneath it. She went to the garage and opened the garage door, started the car, put the top down. When Alyssa got in the white c/t skirt road up her silky smooth pantyhose legs. Alyssa loved this feeling and pulled out of the garage. She closed the garage door and headed towards the base with the breeze riding up her skirt, giving her a sensation she has enjoyed many times. Alyssa’s nipples were getting hard as she drove down the highway. She took the exit ramp to head towards the base. By this time Alyssa was very excited sexually and ready to get the mission over with.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Once at the gate she stopped and the sentry checked her I D closely. When he was satisfied Alyssa was let through the gate and onto the base. She head towards the LtCDR’s office and pulled into her assigned parking spot. Alyssa got out of the car after putting back up the top and headed inside. She went to her office; put her dress cover and keys down on her desk. Alyssa got out what she needed to retrieve the information. She opened her safe and went through the files and studied them carefully. This would be a weeklong information gathering instead of a one day thing. Alyssa got all of the information required. The agency women packed up all of the LtCDR’s clothes and furniture. Alyssa was heading back towards Nevada and would meet Stacey at a hotel in Colorado after her mission was completed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_9qtjbw="109" style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey got up early as well to start the final part of her mission. She took a hot shower put on the sexy Lingerie and her newly acquired Air Force uniform. Stacey checked herself out in the floor mirror before putting on her dress cover, grabbing the car keys and the purse and went to the garage. She opened the garage door, started the engine and got in. The skirt road up her legs when she got into the car to start it. Stacey backed out, closed the garage door and proceeded towards the base. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The wind flowed up the skirt and over her silky smooth thigh high nylons covered legs. This got Stacey very excited and her nipples were hard as diamonds. She enjoyed this feeling and really loved it. She approached the base gate and was stopped to get her I D checked. Once the sentry was satisfied that the woman in the car was who she was. Stacey was let through and the plastic surgeon did a very good job. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey proceeded to the office the Lieutenant was assigned and pulled into the parking spot provided to the Lieutenant. She turned off the engine and got out of the car. Locked it up and proceeded to the Lieutenant’s office. Once inside, Stacey got the stuff she needed to get all of the information for the agency. This was done over the week and so nobody would be wise to what was going on. Stacey was able get all of the required information and the Lieutenant’s wardrobe and furniture was packed up and shipped to the proper places. Stacey left for Colorado to rendezvous with Alyssa and take a little personnel time for the two of them. Maybe get some extra bonuses to get some extra spending money.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa called Stacey and let her know what room they would be staying in. When Stacey finally arrived, both women were happy to see one another. Alyssa helped Stacey unpack and both of them got reacquainted with some hot and heavy sex. When they got done both women took showers and got dressed to spend a night out on the town. They went to a couple of clubs and learn about an invitation only high class rich party going on tomorrow night. Two of the blond women attending were at the club talking about it, Alyssa and Stacey listen very closely to all of the details and decided that they would follow the women back to where they are staying and the next day take their place. This was a golden opportunity score a lovely ladies for some bonus cash. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa and Stacey followed the two women back to a fancy cabin that was separate from all others. Alyssa would come up with a plan and snatch these two lovely women and their very expensive wardrobe. They went back to the hotel and worked on a plan. Alyssa and Stacey would gain entry to the cabin and wait for the two women to come back from their hair appointment and gas them. They went to bed and had a great night and knowing that tomorrow they would add to their wardrobe collection.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The next morning both women got up, put their bags of tricks together; loaded up two hold cages inside suite cases in the trunk. Once Alyssa and Stacey doubled checked everything they headed over to their targets cabin. They waited for the two women to leave. When they left Alyssa and Stacey waited 15 minutes before gaining access by picking the lock. They looked around and went through the women’s wardrobes and set up their equipment. The two women arrived from their hair appointments parked the car and got out; both of the women carrying a very expensive gown; one red, one purple to wear to the party. Little did they know that they wouldn’t be able to attend the party; instead they would be tied up and gagged by two imposters. Alyssa and Stacey heard their prey come in and both done their gas masks and got ready to strike. When the women walked into their separate bedrooms; Alyssa and Stacey launched their attacks at the same time. The knock out gas pellets hit their mark and went into effect immediately. The women choked and gasp for air but the thick white smoke was just too much for their lungs to handle and within moments the two women were out cold. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa and Stacey waited for the gas to dissipate and took off their gas masks. After clearing the smoke out, Alyssa and Stacey went to work on their prey. Dragging each woman to the foot of the bed and started to strip them nude. Alyssa quickly unbuttoned the satin purple blouse, unzipped the mid thigh grey skirt and slipped off the black dress shoes. She took off the blouse, removed the camisole, unhooked the bra and removed that. Alyssa pulled down the skirt and rolled down the nude color thigh high nylons. She rolled her victim over; tied her hands and elbows extremely tight. She rolled the blond on her back and quickly tied the knees and ankles together extremely tight and finished up by putting her blond hair prey into a hog tie, then panty gagged her and secured it with duct tape.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Stacey worked just as quickly on her little blond hot to trout woman. She quickly unbuttoned the red satin blouse and unzipped the black thigh high skirt. Stacey removed the black dress shoes. Sat the woman up; took off the blouse and pulled off the red satin camisole. Unhooked the red satin / lace bra and removed it. Stacey slip off the black skirt and the thigh high nylons; rolled her blond on her stomach tied the wrists and elbows together extremely tight. Stacey rolled her prey back over and tied the knees and ankles together extremely tight, then finished up with a hog tie. Stacey panty gagged the blond and put 3 inch sticky tape over her mouth to secure the panties in place.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Alyssa and Stacey went to the same hair salon and got their hair done, returned to the cabin. Took showers and got dressed in the charmeuse satin gowns purple and red gowns. Alyssa made a phone call and had the women picked up along with their wardrobe. They went to the party and snagged a few more honeys and the agency picked up those up as well. Alyssa and Stacey got three women each and their wardrobes. They spent the rest of the time shopping and having fun before returning to their houses in Nevada. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">As Linda was sleeping in here cage that Stacey and Alyssa put her in, she started to dream about what happen to her today…………. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A 26 year old female inmate named Tracey Woods escape from her jail cell from a maximum prison. She was in prison for murder and sentence to life in prison without the possibility of parole. She had planned her escape very well for a year. She told no one about her plans and was able to get everything she needed even a .38 cal hand gun hidden in the drainage pipe that she planned on using. She was willing to do anything to escape even kill again if she had to. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After lights out at 8 pm, she started to put her escape plan into action. She crawled up and over the cells through a space between the ceiling and the cells themselves. Once at the end she climbed down and into a drainage pipe. She crawled through the pipe for a mile and finally reached the end. She slid out from under the bars and took off her prison outfit and washed her body with soap. Then took out from the plastic bag some old clothes and put them on. She then took out the rest of her stuff, a gun, 2 rolls of duct tape, 3 pairs of hand cuffs and rope then put all of it into an old back pack. She started her run towards the south through the night. Her plan was simple, find a woman her size, force her at gun point to strip nude, tie her up, take her car and assume her identity once she disposed of the body.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It was 9 pm and Tracey hasn’t had any freedom since being sentenced 3 years earlier and this felt good. By 6 am Tracey had gone a really long distance and in an hour the authorities would be looking for her. She was running out of time and thought this was all for nothing until a car was coming down the road. The car slowed and a woman inside put down the window and ask if she needed help or a ride. The woman was wearing a military uniform, this would fit perfectly into Tracey’s’ plans. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Air Force 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant Cynthia Thatcher pulled over to help a young women, she couldn’t foresee what would happen to her or how her day would end. If she did she wouldn’t have pulled over or she would’ve gone another way. Cynthia was dressed in her dress uniform consisting of a blue jacket with matching knee length skirt with a zipper in the back covered by an outer clasp. Light blue long sleeve shirt that could be tucked in or left out with a blue neck tie. Her dress cover was blue with a silver emblem on the front. Underneath the uniform was expensive satin Lingerie that felt good against her body as well as her uniform. This really turned her on and she enjoyed it as well. She left her hotel room at 9 pm and continued heading towards her new base. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She would make one more stop along the way at a hotel with a private villa in the back with its own driveway and garage. The Lieutenant reserved the villa in advance, she had the code to gain access and the key would be inside waiting for her. It was now 6 am and she had been driving all night and she was close to her private villa. She came upon a young woman about her age on the side of the road. The woman looked scared and need of some help. If Cynthia only knew who this young woman was she wouldn’t have stopped. She slowed the car down and put down the window half way. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Hi, Do you need any help or a ride somewhere?” the Lieutenant asks. “Oh, thank you very much for stopping. I sure do need a ride and some help.” The young woman replied. She was obviously scared and nervous about something. “Please get in and well go down the road. I have a private villa reserved. Is someone after you or trying to hurt you?” the Lieutenant asks. “Yes if you can please help me. There are drunken group of guys at a party last night that ripped off my clothes, leaving me completely naked. I hid while they looked for me. When they went one way I ran the other way. I finally came across some old discarded clothes and put them on. Along with a back pack that was there as well. At least there was some food inside and a bottle of water. They would’ve raped me if I didn’t get away. The group of girls I went to the party with left me there and took off.” The scared young woman said. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well don’t worry about a thing. Once we’re in my villa we can call the police and get you cleaned up a little. We’re the same size so I have some clothes that will fit you and can have to wear. The villa is only 20 minutes down the road.” The Lieutenant replied. “That’s sounds good to me and thank you very much for your help. I don’t know what I would do if you didn’t stop. I have no idea where I’m at. Are you in the fire department or something like that? I mean the uniform.” the young woman asks. “I’m in the United States Air Force, a 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant. I’m heading to my new base. I don’t have to be there for another 6 days. That’s why I reserved the private villa for the next 6 days to relax and enjoy myself before I check into my new command. Once I do, the stress level increases and you can’t relax.” The Lieutenant said.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Wow, sounds like a very interesting job. I’m starting college and was getting a part time job until this happened.” The young woman said. “It’s not your fault what happened. Those men should’ve known better to keep their hands to themselves.” The Lieutenant replied. “I agree with that. So why do you travel in your uniform or can travel in regular clothes? That must be uncomfortable to drive all that way dressed in uniform? I know that I get uncomfortable just riding in a car wearing a pair of shorts.” The young woman replied asking a very informative question. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“I travel in uniform and at night because if I get pulled over or go through a police check point. If I’m wearing my uniform the police other let me go or wave me through their check point.” The Lieutenant said. “Wow, I guess that comes in handy?” the young woman replied. “Well we’re here. The villa has a private drive and is in the back isolated so no one can disturb me. I can come and go without anyone seeing me. I even requested maid service every 5 days. They can be a real Nueces sometimes.” The Lieutenant said as she opened the garage door and pulled the car in and parked it. “Good I can’t wait to get inside. I’ll feel a lot safer and can take a hot shower and change into some clean clothes.” The young woman said with a smile on her face as she got out of the car. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well I hope you don’t mind wearing another woman’s bra or underwear. I mean they’re clean and like new.” The Lieutenant said as she punched in the code and opened the door to the villa. “There you go. You can take a shower while I get the rest of my stuff out of the car.” The Lieutenant said setting down her purse and dress cover on the table. She went to retrieve her suit cases and stuff while the young woman went into the bathroom and turned on the water for a shower. The Lieutenant dropped some stuff on the floor and went to retrieve some more. The young woman waited for the Lieutenant to leave then disconnected the phone, removed the battery from her cell phone and took out her gun and two pair of hand cuffs. The young woman then sat on the edge of the bed with a towel in her hand acting like she was waiting for the water to get hot and to calm down.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Lieutenant came back in with the rest of the stuff and sat it down. “Are you ok? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You haven’t taken your shower yet? Trying to calm down a little? I don’t blame you there. I guess I would be the same way if that happened to me. I’m gonna turn on the TV.” The Lieutenant asks. She turned up the volume and went to get some clothes out for the young woman to wear. She was listening to a special news bulletin: “Tracey Woods, 26 years old, 5 foot 7 inches tall, 125 pounds, black hair, and blue eyes has escaped from a maximum federal prison for women. She was sentence 3 years ago for murder and is believed to be armed and dangerous. If you she her call the police immediately.” The Lieutenant was shocked to see it was the young woman she had picked up about 30 minutes ago. At this time the young woman stood up and behind the Lieutenant, raised her gun up and got her hand cuffs ready. The Lieutenant turned around to call the police and was shocked to see the young woman known as Tracey Woods was pointing a gun at her. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part one </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Linda’s Dream (Part two)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The escaped woman known as Tracey Woods forced the Air Force 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant into the bedroom. She plan on making her strip nude, tie her up, gag her and take her uniform to impersonate her to get away. “No, No, No don’t even try to be a heroin Lieutenant, I’ve disconnected the telephone and removed the battery from your cell phone. You’re gonna do exactly as I say. Keep the TV on and the volume where it is, that way no one will be able to hear us. Thanks for telling me about the great use of your uniform with the police check points and road blocks. I’m so going to enjoy wearing it. So I want your car, purse, Military I D, uniform and the Lingerie underneath it. Let’s go into the bedroom and start stripping.” Tracey demanded from the Lieutenant. “Sorry you can’t have my uniform and Military I D. You can take my money, credit cards and my car and go. I promise I won’t tell anyone. The Lieutenant pleaded with the escaped woman as she backed up.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Sorry honey but we’re in a private isolated villa which means no one can hear a thing or even a shot. Now into the bedroom and start stripping! Down to your bare ass honey, move it! Tracey demanded. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Ok, Ok I’m going. Just don’t shoot me. See I’m stripping!” The Lieutenant said as she started to unbutton the blue jacket. When she was done she took off the jacket. “Place it neatly on the bed. No tricks move it!” Tracey demanded in a harsher voice. “I’m moving it ok. I can’t believe this is really happening to me. I guess this is what you get trying to help someone. You can help your case by turning yourself in.” The Lieutenant replied trying to convince her captor as she took off the neck tie and tossed it on the bed. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="94" style="font-family: Calibri;">She then unbuttons the blouse cuffs and then the light blue blouse. “No way in hell I’m ever going back to prison. Just shut the fuck up and continue to strip nude!” Tracey said as she was getting more irritated. “Ain’t this just great, just force me to strip nude and then what? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You’ll never get away with this.” The Lieutenant replied as she took off the light blue blouse and neatly places it on top of the jacket. The Lieutenant then unclasps the outer clasp and unzipped the zipper on the blue skirt. “Oh yes I will. I have 5 days in this private isolated villa to get myself ready as you. The authorities are looking for an escaped raggedy woman with black hair not a blond woman in a military uniform. NOW, shut the fuck up and get the rest off, hurry it up!” Tracey demanded with even more irritation in her voice. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Lieutenant slid the blue skirt down and stepped out of it. She placed it neatly on top of the jacket and blouse. The Lieutenant put a lot of money in her sexy Lingerie as Tracey looked at it on the Lieutenant’s body. “You’ll never pull this off in a million years even if you’re wearing my uniform. You’re just better off turning yourself in.” the Lieutenant said as she reached down and pulled up the very expensive light blue satin and lace slip and took it off. Once the slip was off she placed it gently on top of the uniform. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">This exposed a matching Lingerie set consisting of a light blue satin and lace bra, Satin string bikini panties and a matching satin and lace garter belt. Attached to the garter belt was a set of very expensive silky smooth skin toned thigh high silk stockings.”Very nice and sexy Lingerie honey must be very expensive as well.” Tracey said eyeing up the Lingerie. “I guess that you want to wear my bra and panties as well?” the Lieutenant asks in discuss. “I sure do since we don’t wear bra and panties in prison. Expensive ones at that. Now get it off and don’t snag the stockings either.” Tracey said with a wicked smile on her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Just to let you know I’ve been wearing them since 3 pm yesterday. If you want there is some clean ones in my suit case over there.” The Lieutenant said as she unfastens the front closure of the light blue bra and slid it off, placing it gently on top of the uniform pile. “Well I hate to disappoint you honey but I do enjoy wearing another woman’s bra, panties and stockings. Hurry up and get them off. I want to feel your body heat when I put them on.” Tracey demanded as she was getting more impatient “All right I’m getting there, don’t get your panties in a bind. That’s right your nasty ass isn’t wearing any.” The Lieutenant said with some sarcasm in her voice as she unfastens the silky smooth thigh high stockings from the light blue garter belt.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“I sure won’t since I’m not wearing any, but I will make sure I don’t when I’m wearing yours. Now hurry and finish up, I still have to tie you up.” Tracey demanded with impatience in her voice. The Lieutenant slid each silky smooth stocking down gently and removed them. Gently placing them along side of the uniform pile, she then unfastens the hooks on the light blue garter belt and gently placed it on the pile. Finally the Lieutenant slid down the size 5 light blue satin panties and placed them on top of the pile. The Lieutenant was now completely nude standing in front of her captor with her elbows bent and her hands up. “Now what? What do you plan on doing to me?” the Lieutenant asks as she watched Tracey with the gun pointing at her take off the raggedy looking jean skirt and white tang top. Tracey was now nude and smiling, knowing that she would soon be wearing some expensive Lingerie and an Air Force Uniform.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tracey grabbed a pair of hand cuffs and directed the Lieutenant to follow her instructions. “Now sit on your ass and cuff your ankles!” Tracey now naked demanded her naked prey to do as she kicked away her old clothes and tossed the Lieutenant a pair of hand cuffs. As she went down to the floor the Lieutenant thought of rushing the escape woman but had second thoughts about it. The escape woman did have a better muscle tone than she did and had the trigger pulled half way. The Lieutenant did as she was told to do, pick up the hand cuffs and cuffed her ankles. The Lieutenant knew now that escape was now impossible and she had to see what her fate would be. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Good now cuff your hands behind your back, the right one first then the left and then let me see them when you’re done.” Tracey directed the Lieutenant. The Lieutenant cuffed her right wrist first then the left one. She then showed them to the escape woman letting her know that she was no longer a threat to her in any way. The Lieutenant had a look of discuss and worry on her face knowing that the escape convict could easily kill her and she couldn’t do anything about it. “Good little girl now lie down on your stomach, face down in the carpet.” Tracey demanded her prey to do. The Lieutenant was now in no position to do anything but watch the escape woman assume her identity and take her place. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tracey took a length of rope and tied the Lieutenant’s elbows extremely tight and tightens up the cuffs. She then took a roll of duct tape and taped the Lieutenant’s elbows together just below the rope. “Please not so tight it hurts.” The Lieutenant said with a painful expression on her face. “Shut up, it supposes to be tight so you won’t escape and cause me any trouble. Now roll over on your back and be quiet.” Tracey demanded as she grabbed 2 more lengths of rope. The Lieutenant rolled over and watched the escape woman tie her knees together. Tracey picked up the Lieutenant’s legs and tied her knees together extremely tight. The Lieutenant wrenched in pain as Tracey then took a roll of duct tape and wrapped duct tape around the knees just below them. “Owe, Owe, Owe it hurts. They’re too tight.” The Lieutenant said as the escape woman tightens the cuffs around the ankles. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="96" style="font-family: Calibri;">“I said shut the fuck up you whinny little bitch and deal with it!” Tracey told her prey as she got up and tore apart the white tang top apart in strips. She then picks up the white sweaty nasty soiled thong that she wore once she escaped and straddled the Lieutenant. The Lieutenant’s breasts where in between Tracey’s legs, her nipples lying up against her wet moist pussy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I can’t believe this is happening to me! No please don’t gag me I’ll be quiet.” The Lieutenant cried out loud as she was getting ready to be gagged hoping someone would hear her. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well it’s time for your gag, just open wide so I can stuff in the nasty thong in your mouth and keep you quiet.” Tracey said as she tried to get the thong into the Lieutenant’s mouth. “Nnnnnoooooo!!!!!” came from the Lieutenant as she clenched her teeth trying to keep her mouth shut. Tracey pinched her nose and put the thong up against the Lieutenant’s mouth waiting for her to take a breath. The Lieutenant held out as long as she could but had to take a breath after about 3 minutes. Tracey stuffed in the thong and quickly tied a strip of cloth around her head, securing the thong in place and pushing it back into the mouth pinning the tongue in the back making it useless to make any sound what so ever. An “Hhheeelllppp!” came from the Lieutenant as the thong went in. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="97" style="font-family: Calibri;">Tracey took 5 pieces of duct tape from the roll and places them across the Lieutenant’s mouth. Making sure the thong was secured into her prey’s mouth, silencing her for good. “There now all nice and quiet. How does that old nasty thong panty taste? Not as good as yours I bet.” Tracey said in a sarcastic tone as she straddled her dominated prey. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you Bitch, let me go!) Came from the Lieutenant as Tracey grabbed her and then sat her up. Tracey took the roll of duct tape and wrapped duct tape above and below the breasts. She then duct tape the lower torso and then took a length of rope and put the Lieutenant into a hogtie. Tracey then dragged the dominated Lieutenant into a corner and left her there. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“There you go, all secure and thoroughly panty gag. Thanks for picking me up and taking me here. This is a really nice place, private and out of the way. Very much isolated, no one will ever hear anything either. So even if someone saw anything they saw a woman in uniform arrive by herself. I was crutch down in the front seat. Well, I think it’s time to take a hot shower and get myself ready as you, 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant Cynthia Thatcher United States Air Force. I like that very much. It has a very nice tone to it. Besides I think blond hair will look good on me, don’t you think so?” Tracey asks her dominated prey as she picked up the blond hair dye and went into the bathroom taking her gun in with her as well. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part two </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The Female Military Imposter: Linda’s Dream (Part three)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="98" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No you can’t do this to me you Fucken Bitch!) The Lieutenant said through her gag as Tracey headed into the bathroom. Tracey just ignored the plea and closed the door, locking it behind her. After an hour Tracey came out gun in her hand just in case the Lieutenant got free of her bondage. She finished drying her hair now blond. “Wow, did that ever feel good.” Tracey said as she stood in front of a mirror looking at herself. She glanced over at the tied up Lieutenant and could see the resemblance between both of them, with a little makeup they could be identical twins. The Lieutenant saw it too and she knew that the escape woman could get away with it and impersonate her for good. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No you can’t be, you can pass for me!) Came from the Lieutenant as she saw her double getting ready to put on the final touches. Tracey put up her hair and strutted over to the tied up dominated Lieutenant and stood in front of her in a dominant stance. Before Tracey went into the bathroom her pubic region was a real mess and not very well taken care of with an odor to it. Now it was neatly trimmed and well shaven and had a pleasant scent to it. “Well I can’t believe my luck. I dye my hair blond and look exactly like the tied up dominated Air Force woman. Thank you very much for the hair dye it came in handy. Now you can watch me get dressed in your very expensive sexy Lingerie and your Air Force uniform.” Tracey said as she turned around and went to the foot of the bed.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="99" style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No you can’t wear my uniform you Fucken Bitch!) Came angrily from the Lieutenant as she could do nothing but watch another woman get dressed in her expensive Lingerie and Uniform. The Lieutenant screamed through her gag as she watched the escape woman pick up the light blue satin string bikini panties. Tracey stepped into them pulling the satin panties up slowly into place. “They feel really good on my ass and look good on it as well. Just a terrific fit as well.” Tracey said as she admired herself in them. She then picked up the matching light blue satin bra, slipped it on and fastens the front closure. Adjusting the straps and her breasts for allot better fit. Tracey rubbed her breasts inside turning herself on and making her nipples hard as rocks. “The satin bra feels really good on my breasts, thanks honey!” Tracey said to the tied up Lieutenant as she headed over to the makeup desk to put on her makeup and perfume.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When she was completed with her makeup, she strutted back over to the foot of the bed and pick up the light blue satin garter belt, put it on fastening the hooks and swung it around into place. She then pick up the right silky smooth silk thigh high stocking and slid it up her leg very slowly and gently attaching it to the garter belt and adjusted the straps for a better fit. Tracey then grabbed the left silky smooth silk stocking pulled it up very slowly and gently into place attaching it to the garter belt adjusting the straps for a better fit. She then rubbed both of her legs to smooth out the stockings. “Ah! Something silky smooth on my well shaven legs.” Tracey said as she was gloating. She picks up the light blue satin slip and sliding it over her head then letting it fall over her upper torso. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Good so far and now for the rest.” Tracey said as she picked up the blue skirt, stepping into it and then slid it up tucking in the light blue satin slip. Then zipped up the zipper and fastens the outer clasp. Picking up the light blue blouse, she put it on and buttons it up along with the cuffs. She then stepped into the shiny black dress shoes with a 3 inch heel on them. “Wow, really nice fit and comfortable to.” Tracey said with a smile on her face. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tracey grabbed the neck tie and put it on adjusting it in the mirror for a proper fit. She finally picked up the blue jacket put it on and buttons it up. She checked herself in the large floor mirror; she was pleased with the outcome and strutted over to the tied up Lieutenant who was shocked to see herself standing there. The escape woman was a perfect match in every way. No one would never suspect that an escape prisoner was an imposter and that the real Air Force Lieutenant was tied up and gagged. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="100" style="font-family: Calibri;">“Do you like what you see honey? I know I sure do!” Tracey said as she gloated over her success. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No I don’t you Fucken Bitch!)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Lieutenant said angrily through her gag. Tracey turned and strutted back over to the floor mirror. “Wow, I can’t believe what a few hours can do for a woman on the run especially when she comes across the right woman to impersonate.” Tracey said with a very big smile on her face. She strutted back over and stopped in front of the tied up and dominated Lieutenant with one leg slightly in front of the other and the knee slightly bent. She now stood in a dominant stance in front of the woman who identity she was assuming looking down at the former owner of the uniform. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Cynthia looked up at the woman who was now wearing her uniform with tears running down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe all of this was happening to her. A few hours ago she was driving towards the private villa when she stopped and offered help to a young woman in need. This escape convict on the run lured her into a false sense of security that leads her to let her guard down. Then forced her to strip nude, tied her up, gagged her; then watch as the escape woman transform herself into an exact look alike who now was standing in front of her. The escape woman was gloating and wearing her very expensive sexy Lingerie and uniform in which she took great pride in both. There was nothing she could do about it, dominated and defeated by a woman she only wanted to help.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Well how do I look? My new identity is now complete. I’m no longer escape convict Tracey Woods; I’m now Cynthia Thatcher 2<sup>nd</sup> Lieutenant United States Air Force. Thanks for having a big mouth and talking so much, you gave me allot of information. We’re in a private place, no one seen me with you in the car. Right now I have to go out pick up a few things and to get something to eat. Thanks for the car, it’s really nice. Your very expensive sexy Lingerie feels really good on my body, so does your uniform. Well time for me to go, sorry you can’t come along have a nice little nap honey.” Tracey said and then she took her gun and hit the Lieutenant over the head knocking her out cold. She empties a large suit case and put the unconscious Lieutenant inside and then locked it up. Tracey put the suit case in the closet closed the door. Tracey open the safe, changed the combination and put the gun and hand cuff key inside then locked it up. She headed out in her newly acquired uniform and identity. Open the garage door, got into the car started it up and back out. Closed the garage door and headed down the road. She could see the villa was well isolated, obscured and very well hidden. The entry way that the real Cynthia used early this morning was very well hidden from the main road. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It felt good to drive a car again even after being in jail for 3 years. She enjoyed the time shopping and pick up what she needed. Extra rope, duct tape, sticky tape and chemicals to make homemade chloroform. She also stopped into a dirty book store and pick up a blind fold, ball gag, leather hood, 4 pair of 3 foot long hand cuffs, leather neck strap, leather straps for the knees, elbows, wrists, ankles and the breasts area. She return to the villa using the same entrance as the real Cynthia did. Tracey pulled into the garage, parks the car and shut the garage door. Tracey got out retrieving the bags of stuff then went into the villa. After putting down the bags of stuff she retrieved her gun from the safe and cautiously entered the bedroom. She opened the closet door and pulled out the large suit case, open it and saw that the Lieutenant was still out cold. Tracey decided to get her stuff ready for her dominated prey keeping her gun with her. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">End of part three</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Female Military Imposter: Linda’s Dream (Part four)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tracey started to mix the chemicals for the chloroform. Once she was done she put it into bottles for later use and locked it up in the safe. Tracey took smelling salts under the Lieutenant’s nose and woke her up. The Lieutenant’s Head was throbbing like it never had before. “MMMPPPHHH!” (What happened?) Said the Lieutenant through her gag. “Well, how is your head? You missed a great time shopping. I bought some really nice and neat stuff for me to use on you. But for right now I’m going to go through your lap top at your financial records. I’ve found your little black book with all of your pass words and codes for your accounts. Well now let’s see how much you’re worth.” Tracey said as she started the lap top and opened the black book. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="101" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No you can’t take all of my money you Fucken Bitch!)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Lieutenant said angrily through her gag. “Wow, I can’t believe this $10,000 dollars in the checking, $15,000 dollars in the savings, $150,000 dollars in stocks and what is this. Oh my, my, my aren’t we a little rich bitch. Mommy and daddy deceased with no siblings. I guess you inherited the whole estate worth $100 million dollars, but first you have to complete 6 years of military service. You already got 2 years in, so I guess I’m gonna be you for another 4 years and collect the inheritance honey.” Tracey said with a big smile on her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="102" style="font-family: Calibri;">This meant that Tracey would have to dispose of Cynthia for good and take her place. Cynthia knew this as well and started to fight against her bondage trying to get free. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you nasty ass Bitch, you’ll never get away with this!) The Lieutenant said angrily through her gag but to no avail. “Don’t get upset about this. I was just lucky enough to come across a woman in uniform that I exactly look like. Let’s look into your service record. Just above average student at the Air Force Academy. No wonder it was so easy to sucker you into this situation. Little miss I got to help everyone, look at you now. Stripped nude tied up and gagged. Not so proud now are we little rich bitch?” Tracey gloated as she rubbed it into the dominated Lieutenant with an insulting voice. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="103" style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Go to hell you Fucken nasty ass Bitch!)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Lieutenant said furiously through her gag. “My, what a potty mouth we have. I’m glad that thoroughly panty gagged you, so I don’t have to hear it.” Tracey said as she walked over towards Cynthia, leaned down and slapped her face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Get away from me you bitch!)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Lieutenant said angrily through her gag. “Now I’m going to go through my newly acquired wardrobe and you can sit there be quiet and watch.” Tracey said opening the suit cases and started to go through the wardrobe. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="104" style="font-family: Calibri;">“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No that’s my stuff. Don’t touch it you fucken bitch!) The Lieutenant said defiantly through her gag. “Wow, what really nice sexy and expensive Lingerie I have now have. Thank you very much Lieutenant, that’s the way I like my Lingerie, expensive. Nice skirts, blouses, dresses, gowns and great shoe collection as well. I’m really going to enjoy wearing them. I guess being you is really going to be great and what a wonderful life I’ll have.” Tracey said with an insulting voice and a really big smile on her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="105" style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No you can’t wear my stuff you Fucken sick ass Bitch!) The Lieutenant said furiously through her gag as she fought against her bondage. She tried as hard as she could manage to get free but to no avail. She wished now that she hadn’t stopped and offered the young woman help. Cynthia thought now that she would have tried an escape attempt. She blew that chance and now had to let the natural course take its place and await her fate of the imposter. Cynthia knew now that Tracey would now and forever take her place. Live a life of luxury in 4 years once she finish and got the money. Tears started to run down her face as she could do nothing about it but watch. Tracey was enjoying herself immensely as she went through the suit cases of clothes, uniforms and Lingerie. Tracey picked out a very sexy satin pink teddy with a snap crotch. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="106" style="font-family: Calibri;">By this time it was getting dark and Tracey was getting tired. She got undressed and hung up her trophy uniform. It would be her favorite one to wear. Now completely naked, she walked over grabbed the bottle of chloroform, a rag and a dust mask. Tracey walked over to the Lieutenant, poured some chloroform on the rag and knelt down beside her tied up prey. “Well it’s time to put you asleep for the night.” Tracey said as she put the rag over Cynthia’s nose. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (No don’t do this you Fucken Bitch!)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Lieutenant said through her gag as the chloroform took effect. Within a few moments the Lieutenant was out cooled, Tracey put her back into the suit case with the rag stuffed inside the dust mask and put around the Lieutenant’s head. Knowing that the Lieutenant was knocked out and secured for the night she put the suit case back into the closet then took a hot shower and went to bed.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="107" style="font-family: Calibri;">Tracey woke up and got out of bed the most comfortable bed she slept in for 3 years. She fixed herself something to eat and then went back into the bedroom and pulled the suit case out of the closet. Unzipped the suit case and opened it up. Tracey pulled the unconscious Lieutenant out and sat her up in the corner by the bed. She removed the dust mask and replaced the duct tape with extra sticky tape. Taking smelling salts again, put them under Cynthia’s nose and she came too. “MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH, MMMPPPHHH!!!” (Fuck you nasty ass Bitch!)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Lieutenant said angrily through her gag for being chloroform and put into a suit case for the night. Tracey picked out a nice blue satin blouse, blue jeans red satin panties, a white camisole and a white satin bra. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She got dressed and walked over to the tied up Lieutenant. “Sorry honey but I have go out for a while. So I’m gonna knock you out again.” Tracey said as she quickly put on the chloroform rag on Cynthia’s face before she could react. Cynthia fought against her bondage and tried hard not to inhale the chloroform. Within moments she was knock out and resting comfortable in the corner. Tracey covered the Lieutenant up with a thick comforter from the bed locked up everything and headed out. She drove south and found a very heavy wooded area. Locating an unused dirt road, she proceeded down to a heavy thick area. This was the perfect place and no one could see anything from the road either, so she locked it into the GPS unit and shut off the car.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">She got out, opened the trunk and took out a new shovel and walked into the woods where she found a great spot to dispose of the Lieutenants body. Tracey started to dig and it took about 45 minutes, but she was done. She covered the place up with branches and hid the shovel. She measured how many steps it took to get back to the car. Once back inside the car she started it up and headed to a hardware store to buy some lime and a couple of burlap sacks. When she was done shopping she returned back to the burial spot and dropped off her stuff. Tracey then proceeded back to the villa to take care of the Lieutenant once and for all. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once back in the villa, she went over her plan and Cynthia’s military record. She also practices the Lieutenants signature until she had it down. Tracey then made a grout to strangle Cynthia to death. Cynthia finally came to and Tracey removed the comforter and stood in front of Cynthia in a dominant stance. “Well how was your nap? I have decided what to do with you! I’m gonna get rid of you permanently. I can’t take a chance that you’ll ever escape and ruin my new life. I’m sorry but it has to be this way.” Tracey said to Cynthia as she wrapped the grout around Cynthia’s neck. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Cynthia made a final “MMMPPPHHH! (No please don’t!) The Lieutenant said through her gag for the very last time. Cynthia struggled and fought hard against her bondage. Moving and thrashing about as best as she could. This was to no avail as she started to slip into unconscious and she finally passed out and her body went limp after 2 minutes. Tracey pulled the grout even tighter and held it there for about 6 minutes. She checked to see if Cynthia had a heart beat. She didn’t and she tied it off as tight as she could. Tracey undid Cynthia’s hogtie and removed the rope and duct tape from the elbows, knees and the torso. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Looking at Cynthia’s face Tracey could see that Cynthia was turning blue and the whites of her were red and glazed over. She still had the sticky tape across her mouth and the hand cuffs. Cynthia was deader than a door nail and Tracey let out “Oh yea baby!” as she was excited from just what she did. She went to open the trunk and left Cynthia’s lifeless body on the floor. Tracey returned and dragged the body into the garage and put it into the trunk. Tracey closed the trunk, opened the garage door and headed out to the burial site.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It took her 2 hours to get back to the burial site and headed down the dirt road. She had about 3 hours of good day light left to get the body buried. She pulled up to the mark on the GPS and got out and took the correct amount steps to the unmarked grave. She located it and went back to retrieve the body. After opening the trunk, she pulled the former Lieutenant’s body out and let it fall to the ground. Tracey removed the cuffs, sticky tape, tong panty and the grout and put them in the trunk and closed it. Tracey dragged the body back to the burial site. Tracey put a layer of burlap sacks down and rolled the body in and the former Lieutenant landed on her back. Tracey then covered the body with the small bag of lime and more burlap sacks. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tracey covered the body up with the dirt and covered the unmarked grave with braches, sticks, logs and leaves. She even covered the place where the pile of dirt was. She hid the shovel and strode out of the woods as Cynthia Thatcher and headed back to the villa to enjoy herself. She checked into her new command and served her remaining time. By this time the new Cynthia was a Major and resigned her commission in the United States Air Force. She got her inheritance and enjoys her life to the fullest. On her way back to her mansion she stopped at the same villa that the unlucky Lieutenant stayed at 4 years earlier. She drove out to the burial site and walked up to the unmarked grave. The shovel was still in its place and the grave was untouched. The property was up for sale and she decided to but it. That way no one could unearth the body she had buried there. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span closure_uid_ti9gys="108" style="font-family: Calibri;">Cynthia left and headed back to the villa were she decided to become a female serial killer preying on unsuspecting women, especially from the high society part of life. Those rich women were nothing but stuck up bitches that had no clue about life and what was coming their way. Cynthia had a burial site already bought and ready to use. This would be a new chapter in her life.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">………..Linda woke up as Stacey opened the door and came inside the holding cell. Stacey looked over Linda and asks if she had a bad dream?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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