Kidnapped art girls (Private)

[gagged_Louise]

Roxanne felt anger and confusion rising into her throat as Simon, this rogue, called her a whore and hinted she would be used as some sort of sex slave. She thoroughly wished she had never met the guy, and in her mind she thought spitefully "You wait and see..." but as she stood there in nothing but a black skirt and with her bare breasts again put to the torture, she knew she had next to no choice but to play along for now. These guys seemed to know how to carry out an abduction; the police would not be turning up very soon. She summoned up the bodily strength of a dancer and walked along with some grace as Simon tugged on the nipples chain like she were an animal. Still she couldn't avoid moaning into the fat cock gag that stuffed her mouth. Behind her she could hear Mandy yelping under the swipes at her nipples.

They reached an open lawn and, at its other and, two redbrick villas, both raised about one foot high on a grey socle. Simon led them to the side door of the house to the right and took up a bunch of keys, opening it and letting them in. A hall with dark bwon doors and some cupboards looking fiffties-style lay before them.

-Let's give whore Roxanne and Cumsocket something to walk in, we don't want the floor to be dirtied down, Brian observed from behind.
-Yes, absolutely, Simon agreed. Lift your left leg, slut, he said, and Roxanne obeyed; she held her foot a bit above the floor as he pulled dark knee hose on her and then tried out some pumps in different sizes. In not too long he found a dark blue pair that fit, and have her left foot the same sheathing. Brian soon managed to get Amanda some hose nd shoes too, and though both of thme felt smelly they could at least get further.

After they had been brought apart and rushed out to the lavatory - a small room with just one window high up, where they were taken one at a time and Simon washed their faces and hair, ridding them of the lingering smell of bile, guts and Brian's cum on Mandy's face - the girls stood again on the hall floor. Roxanne noticed that Mandy seemed to shiver a little, as if she were freezing from the ride, or for another reason.

Knowing she had better not appear weak, Roxanne jutted her breasts forward and though her hands were still chained behind her back, she tried to make herself as erect as possible. Simon led the way down the hall and into an arched opening in the wall; beyond a stairway opened down to the basement. "Well, damsels?" he said, taking hold of a small whip that hung on the wall and flexing it. Roxanne turned her head and looked back at Amanda; she felt thick in her throat as she saw her friend's mouth stuffed with the cock gag and knew she must be looking just like that herself. With a straight, quick look at her Roxanne tried to impart the feeling of "stay strong, we're in this together even if we're bound and silenced". Then she turned and began walking down the stairs. They turned twice and she reckoned the floor would have to be at least five meters below ground level. To the right was a heavy wooden door shuttered with a bluish metal bar fixed into a fork holder on the side. Simon lifted the bar off, hauled out a steel key and turned it in the lock. "Get in, slaves"

Roxanne flinched but it was obvious they could do nothing, and she stepped into the underground room. Dark grey walls, mostly bare floorboards, two rough-hewn wooden beds and dim lighting from two light bulbs on the wall - here was a live torch too, and Brian lit it with some ignition liquid sending a slim wave of fire and smoke. Roxanne guessed the room must have some kind of ventilation and as she followed Mandy's head turning she spotted a door in the right wall which was closed for now. "That's the loo" Simon explained and opened it; there was an earth-bench toilet and a rough, messy-looking washstand.

"Sluts like you will be given the privilege of using the beds, but it is a privilege, a gift" Simon said. "If you are not good slave girls you may be left chained to the wall or hogtied on the floor overnight. And Roxanne here may come to withdraw toilet privileges from you, cumwhore" -he nodded at Mandy. "Do you both understand?"

Roxy and Mandy nodded, they were getting to know the rules of the game. They stood in the middle of the room, gazing furtively around the walls. Again, Roxanne wondered what the men wanted from them except free sex, which she realized was part of the package.