First of all I would like to clarify that this is not erotic literature, I prefer the term "sexy story"

(ps this is my first original piece and story so be nice, and comment)

Marge Simpson was enjoying her casual stroll through the lesser known parts of was a calm summer evening and the sun was ready to set. Marge decided she should be getting back home to her three kids.

Only problem was that she was hopelessly lost, you see she didn't get out much and the one time she did Marge found herself in a place called Little Italy.

"Hmmmm" she groaned. Even after desperately tying no-one was willing to help out the poor residents of little Italy only spoke what you called fractured English which is american/Italian and they were also rude people like Americans/Italians.

After a while Marge spied a young brownie girl in Standard little uniform dragging a cart full of food. "Hey wait a minute I know that girl,she goes around or neighbourhood and sells those cookies that Maggie loves, I should go ask her how to get back home"

But after getting closer Marge Simpson noticed that there were a lot more brownie girls that she was expecting expecting,following behind cautiously, she followed the brownie girls through a series of dark alleys to a massive abandoned factory,it had a sign:

Rat milk and illegal firework factory

Outside were two parked vans, the first was a suspicious looking plain white van and next to it was a even more suspicious ice cream van.
A man in a suit was leaning on the white van counting through large swathes of cash when an army off brownie girls walked over to him and handed over more cash before they all disappeared into the factory.

Marge who was very very confused at this point stood there half hidden behind a old telephone box,trying to make sense of what happened.

"Well Marge you managed to find a mystery, hmmm I could find out what on earth is going on here, or get back to my home" before deciding that she wasn't going to investigate (after all Marge isn't some sort of detective) and that she would find her family.

She sniggered to herself quietly before turning around to leave,
a pair of arms swung round her waist and wrapped around her waist immobilizing Marge. Before the unsuspecting girl could do anything
A voice behind her shouted "Hey we got a witness ova here!" Marge was now struggling against his grip tying to get loose but the man was too strong and he kept her slender arms locked securely by her waists.

In the meantime two more men came running towards the helpless woman both wearing suits and sporting loaded guns by their sides. "Well no-kiddin Louie, looks like we got ourselves a bit of a prahblem" said one of the guys. He was wearing all black apart from his purple tie, his hair was slicked back giving him a menacing look. Meanwhile the other man took out and lit a cigarette "she aint sayin notin` you got that loue" this man was dressed in 1970 business attire with a striped shirt brown suit jacket and a bold haircut.

Now Marge who was still struggling desperately cried out without thinking "who are you people let me go I have a very hungry homer to feed you need to let mee MMMMNNNMNN"
A large hand gagged Marge's moving lips rudely cutting off her sentence. She shut up immediately.

"OH GOD NOW WHAT WE DO?!" came from the man clutching Marge's mouth tightly "we cant let her escape, this broad will squeal on our little operation here and we will get closed down, boss aint going to like that"

She screamed as loud as she was able, but only managed a loud "HMMMMMM mmmmmph" a soud that was very satisfying for her captors. He clutched her even tighter.

Marge was unable to move her upper body, and kicked about violently and trusted her hips
but kept a eye contact with hersurrounding men. She was properly scared now, will she ever get home now? were they going to kill her?
was homer going to stick to his diet?

The man with the slicked hair stepped forward producing a roll of leather rope and an open burlap sack "we take her to the boss, he knows what to do"

"Oh god" thought Marge knowing what was going to happen to her...