Holly's Nightmare

[RainbowSky]

It is here - finally the sequel to Holly's fantasy. I have only written the first two chapters, but hopefully I will be able to spend a large portion of time writing during this lockdown. So here it is.

One
Holly’s POV

I came to, shivering in the cold. I was on my knees, my body forming a z shape. I swallowed hard, and realised that there was something tight obstructing my throat. It was cold and metal. Moving my hands up to my neck I felt it. A metal collar and it was attached to a metal bar screwed into the floor. I couldn't move my head an inch. My breasts felt tight so I moved my hands lower feeling two circular rings clamped around each breast and connecting the two rings was a small strip of metal, again attached to a metal bar screwed to the floor - forcing me to remain perfectly flat backed. Unable to bend to move my hands lower I had no idea the extent of the rest of the connections but I couldn't move my knees which suggested they were pinned down somehow. My hips had a metal ring surrounding them, which I assumed was again attached to a bar in the ground seeing as I couldn't move my hips lower or higher. I could feel that my holes were being forced open by speculums. The cold air was hitting the inside of me. I was trapped.

I tried to focus on my surroundings. There was a cold breeze coming from somewhere. The floor in front of my face appeared to be either wood or wooden effect lino. I could sense movement nearby. "Hello," I said quietly.

"Holly," a voice croaked back.

"Jack is that you?" I asked.

"Yes," he said. "You're awake finally." he added.

"Yeah, where are you and I?" I asked.

"It's not just us. Luke, Liam, George and Conor are here too. Lucy and Cara aren't," he said calmly.

"Hey Hols," Luke said, his voice shaking with emotion. "I'm sorry," he said.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. You tried to save me," I said.

"Yeah and I ended up handing all of us over to James. That's where we are. His house," Luke said. "And worse, he's got Saskia."

There was the sound of footsteps. “I wouldn’t say that me having Saskia is worse. I would say your lives are about to become worse,” a familiar voice said. The footsteps continued and two shiny black shoes came into view below my face. They stopped and a face appeared looking up at me. “Hello again Holly. You’ve finally come round.” There was a loud metallic click and my body suddenly sagged as the metal bands released and I was supporting my own body. I pushed back so I was sat upright with my bottom resting against my feet. I looked up at the familiar face.

“Mr Proud,” I said, my words twinged with anger and fury.

He chuckled and rolled his eyes. “From now on you will address me as Master or Sir, do you understand?” he asked me staring into my eyes.

I shook my head. “No. Luke is my Master. Not you,” I said stubbornly. Within seconds I was being yanked to my feet by my hair.

“Would you like to find out what happens if you say that again or fail to address me as Master?” he hissed angrily. I swallowed hard.

“No Sir. I’m sorry Sir,” I said apologetically. He let go of my hair and I let my head drop so I was staring at my feet.

“Better. Now show me some respect,” he demanded. I dropped to my knees and began kissing his shoes in a show of respect. “Wonderful. So you do know the proper way to behave. Maybe Luke did a better job with you than we initially thought. Stand up,” he said. I slowly stood up. “And bend over so I can inspect your orifices.” I swallowed the humiliation that was burning within me and bent over, allowing him an unrestricted view of my exposed holes. “hmm,” he said. A second later I felt very empty as the speculums were removed. There was silence. “Very well. I shall return in the morning. There are beds you can sleep on behind us,” he added before leaving. I stood up slowly and turned around to see the five boys – my fellow slaves Liam and George from the school and all three of our masters, Conor, Jack and Luke – sprawled out on three barrels of hay.

“Beds?” I said. They nodded. I walked over to the one Luke was sat on and sat down next to him, placing my hand in his. He smiled at me weakly as I lay down on the hay bale and closed my eyes ready to go to sleep.