[Fiction] The cabin in the woods

[Runesmith]

Cum rag showed Nadine what needed to be done. She gestured to Nadine to follow her lead, and they slowly, unsteadily rotated around, still cuffed to each other, so that they were now each positioned at the boot the other had licked, and squatting with their backs to the senior officer.

Cum rag lowered herself on to the boot, and started sliding her pussy back and forth on the officer's boot that Nadine had cleaned with her tongue. Nadine followed her example, rubbing herself on the other boot. She was already aroused by cum rag even before the Police came, and the cavity search had turned her on even more. Rubbing herself on the toe of the thick boot allowed her to stimulate those parts that yearned for stimulation.

"Oh my god, I am a slut," she thought to herself. And with that came a realization. Well, several actually. The first was that she really was a slut. All her life she had been repressing it, probably because it was "the right thing to do", and the way she had been using sex as a weapon, a bargaining chip and a tool for social climbing, made it impossible for her to actually let go and enjoy sex. Second, was that she really was a slut, because a woman had been able to turn her on (which she had never expected to happen). Third, she really, really was a slut, because being humiliated, being forced and being used by anyone whenever they wanted, actually turned her on and made her cunt drool. Fourth - she had just referred to her pussy as "cunt" in her own mind, which cemented the fact that she was a slut.

"Alright, enough," said the senior officer, and pulled his boots out. He looked at them. "Yes, the new whore does seems to have a slime factory inside her. She's too wet for boot polishing - she should be washing our car." The guffaws of laughter made Nadine's face burn a bright red, but the renewed humiliation pooled in glistening drops on her meaty inner lips.

The younger officer came over to her, leering, and pulled his zip down. Nadine understood without a word what was expected from her. With her free hand, she reached in, pulled down the waistband of his underwear and pulled out his cock. It pulsed in her hand as it grew, and she drew the tip of it in to her mouth. The salty taste of an unwashed cock flooded her mouth, and she forced herself to swallow the saliva. The junior officer's hand gripped her hair and shoved himself in to her mouth, mashing her nose against his pubic hair. She breathed in his musky man-scent as she struggled to control her gag reflex. She heard sounds on her right side, and saw from the corner of her eye that the senior officer was using cum rag the same way.

Squatting on the floor side by side with cum rag, their hands touching while they each sucked the cock assigned to them was somehow increasing Nadine's horniness through the sheer humiliation of it. She felt moisture slithering down her inner lips and hoped that she was not making a puddle on the floor.

The junior officer was brutal with her. He grabbed her hair painfully with both fists and pushed his rapidly growing cock down her throat as she fought back her reflexes, and tears from the effort rolled down her cheeks. The officer was thrusting his cock in and out along her tongue, using her mouth as he would use a cunt.

Then, without warning, he showed his cock in deep, and held it there, blocking her throat, and then pinched her nostrils. With one fist intertwined in her hair holding her in place, there was not much she could put up as a struggle as she desperately tried to draw in a breath. The officer held his cock in place, and kept her nose pinched, oblivious to her struggles. Nadine saw bright spots swimming across her field of vision as her lungs ached for air. Her field of vision started narrowing, as if she was staring down a dark pipe. The vision grew indistinct, until only a bright circle in a dark background was only what she could see. "Is this how I die?" the thought spun in her mind.

To be continued...

[Runesmith]

"Don't kill the merchandise, Johann," she heard a voice say from hundreds of miles away through the roaring in her ears. She felt her body going numb. She felt as if she was floating. Floating towards that circle of light.

And then the obstruction in her throat was gone, and her nostrils were free to breathe. She gasped, gagged,coughed and drew another long breath in to her starved lungs as she slowly collapsed forward.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the concerned face of cum rag hovering near hers. Nadine slowly sat up, her head spinning. She realized she was sitting in a small puddle. It seemed as if her bladder had let loose the bit of piss still left inside her. She was grateful that she had managed to go to the toilet and empty most of her bladder just recently. When she looked closely, she realized that it wasn't piss - it was a puddle of her juice.

The young cop burst out in laughter as he saw her puzzled face. "Look, Herr Obermeister, this cow can't believe how much her cunt dripped when she was being choked. I bet she had never tried choking before. Bet you will be getting a lot more of that, if it makes you drip like this. Now, get that mouth of yours to clean up that mess! And you, cum rag, help the cunt."

Nadine was at a loss as to what she was being ordered to do. Cum rag gently pushed her away and lowered her face to the puddle Nadine left behind, and motioned for her to do the same. Nadine lowered her face to the puddle, smelling the faint musky odor of her own pussy. Cum rag started licking the puddle from her side. Nadine tentatively dipped her tongue in the puddle. It tasted like nothing at all. Maybe a bit sourish, but nothing really gross. She winced and swallowed, following cum rag's example, pushing the dirt and dust mixed with her own secretions down her aching throat. Between the two of them, the puddle was gone in less than a minute.

When she looked up from the floor, Nadine saw that the older man had stripped naked and was lying on his back on the bed, his cock proudly erect, watching the two naked women lap up cunt drippings. The younger one was had neatly folded his pants on top of the storage box, and was removing his underwear.

"Cum rag, show the new cunt how to do a tag team," demanded the senior officer, lying on the bed. Cum rag straightened up as well, and gestured to Nadine that they should crawl to the bed. The two women handcuffed to each other's wrists and ankles crawled in tandem and clambered on to the small bed. With cum rag's guidance, the two girls positioned themselves on the bed, still on their knees at the level of the man's waist, facing away from him. Once they got in to position, cum rag lowered herself on to the man's erect cock, reverse cow girl style. She began to move herself up and down rhythmically, impaling herself on the hard, erect pole, as the man grunted in pleasure.

The younger officer walked over, stood at the foot of the bed and grabbed Nadine's hair, pushing her face down on to his cock. Nadine obediently opened her mouth and let in the cock that had nearly taken her life just minutes ago, and started running her tongue on the underside, tasting his pre-cum.

The weird thing was that she felt no anger or animosity to being used like this, or even the fact that this man had deliberately take a risk with her life. In fact, the anger she had at being raped the initial couple of times had faded in to a resigned acceptance. The complicity of the police in this gang had entirely dimmed her hopes of ever escaping. This was her life now, and as cum rag had said, it probably wasn't such a bad life after all. She no longer had to worry about her career, paying rent, out doing her friends on facebook, saving up for a car, the impossible task of pleasing her mom, stress of dating, or the even tougher task of getting sex without making herself look like a slut in the eyes of others. Being Nadine had been a very tough and stressful job. That definitely was an upside to being an anonymous whore.

A sharp slap to her buttocks jerked her from the thoughts running around in her mind as she passively pleasured the cock in her mouth. Cum rag moved aside, motioning for Nadine to take her place. The younger man withdrew his cock, waiting for the change over to happen.

To be continued...

[Runesmith]

Nadine positioned herself and obediently lowered herself on to the older man's cock. His cock had a big, pink-purple, mushroom-shaped head and it hurt as it entered through her narrow vaginal opening. After the ways in which she had been used ever since she had been here, she expected her cunt would be loose already, but it wasn't. The pain wasn't as much as it had been the day before though. She pushed herself down, feeling the fullness inside her as the cock slipped in.

Cowgirl had always been one of Nadine's favorite positions, but she had always done it facing the partner. Facing away felt more impersonal, but in this case, she preferred it. There was nothing personal or intimate about sex anymore. The multiple rapes had taken that away. Even if she were rescued and returned to her old life, she doubted that sex would ever be the same. Still, the level of arousal she had been feeling from this abuse is something she would probably never experience in her old life.

Nadine pushed herself up and down on her aching leg muscles, while cum rag was servicing the younger officer's cock. She watched how cum rag pursed her lips tightly around the cock when it pulls out, and relaxed those lips as it pushed it, letting saliva drool down her chin. Cum rag also made it a point to look up at the man each time when he pulled his cock out, as if pleading with him to put it back in. Nadine noted the points down in her memory as she bounced herself on the older man's cock.

A resounding slap to cum rag's buttocks signaled a change of teams. It was again cum rag's turn to service the older man's cock with her cunt, while Nadine was to service the other with her mouth. This time, Nadine applied the techniques she had observed from cum rag, and noted with pleasure a look of pleasant surprise on the man's face. He wasn't as rough with her anymore, letting her pleasure him.

They changed position several times, with Nadine covertly observing and learning from how cum rag pleasured the men. after the fifth round, they were ordered to stop. The older man got out of the bed and ordered Nadine to lie down on her back on the bed. The next order followed, and cum rag got on to the bed, and laid herself on top of Nadine, her hips at Nadine's shoulder level with legs straddling Nadine's head, and her head resting on Nadine's pubic mound.

To be followed...

[boredgirl123]

please continue i love this

[Runesmith]

Sorry for being late with the postings, but business travel disrupts my posting schedules (not to mention sapping any creativity I might claim to have).

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Nadine had never seen a pussy so close, except in some porn videos. Cum rag's pale alabaster skin wrapped over her plump outer lips, turning a light shade of blush pink as it got close to the slit. Even after riding a cock several times just minutes ago, the outer lips kept the pussy neatly closed, without a hint of gaping. Nadine realized with embarrassment that her own pussy, with its inadequate outer lips and meaty inner lips, was probably wide open for all to see. The only signs of the recent abuse on cum rag's pussy was the glistening sheen of moisture smeared over those perfect outer lips.

Nadine knew what was expected of them. The position they had been ordered to get in to made it very clear. Still, she hesitated. She had never licked a pussy, and it was not something she had ever thought she would do. In fact, even as she admired the form of cum rag's pussy, it was more in the sense how she would admire a nice sexy bikini on another girl. The feeling it created was more of envious admiration than sexual arousal. The thought of licking it was, well, faintly disgusting.

Cum rag obviously had no such qualms. Nadine involuntarily twitched as she felt cum rag's warm wet tongue slide all the way from the hood of her clit, down the valley between her inner lips. A sigh escaped her lips as cum rag's tongue found the opening to her vagina and soothed the dull ache from the rough penetrations she had been subjected to lately.

Nadine knew that if she hesitated any longer, there would be consequences. Closing her eyes, she lifted her head up slightly, moving her mouth closer to cum rag's demure pussy. The slightly musky, sweetish odor mixed with faint smell of perfumed soap filled her nostrils, telling her that her mouth was close to the target, just moments before her lips touched the soft, warm, wet, rubbery surface they were striving to reach. Nadine tentatively reached out with her tongue and felt cum rag twitch as she made contact.

The taste was not bad as she thought. In fact, it didn't really have much of a taste at all. Maybe a slight hint of sourish sweetness. Emboldened, Nadine did with her tongue what cum rag was doing to her pussy - starting from the front, Nadine slowly drew the tip of her tongue very lightly along the valley between cum rag's outer lips, stopping only when she reached that small gap at the border with the anus. Cum rag stopped licking Nadine's pussy and let out a soft moan.

That moan, unexpectedly, was highly arousing. Knowing that her tongue gave the girl a pleasurable reaction filled Nadine with a feeling of pride, just like when, in her past life, she occasionally gave a man a blow job, enjoying the feeling of power her mouth had over his cock. She never imagined she could experience the same feeling with a woman, but it was indisputable. She liked knowing that she could arouse a desire in someone - and now she knew that it didn't matter which gender the person is.

The encouragement spurred her on, and she repeated the movement, pressing the tip of her tongue a little deeper each time. Cum rag reciprocated, circling her tongue around Nadine's swollen clit, sliding down and circling around the vaginal entrance before doubling back. Nadine moaned in pleasure and sank her tongue deep in to cum rag's cleft in return. The taste was stronger there, sourish and salty, mixed with a faint pungent smell of urine. Rather than turning her off, that made Nadine want to taste her even more, for some inexplicable reason. Inside cum rag's outer lips, she could feel the tiny nubs of inner lips, as if they had never grown.

Nadine opened her eyes - her shyness and reticence were gone. She brought her hands in under cum rag's hips and used her thumbs to part the wet, pale, alabaster skin, revealing the rich pink folds inside. Cum rag's inner lips were just a tiny fold running inside the outer lips, not flappy meat curtains like hers. Nadine tickled those folder with the tip of her tongue and felt cum rag shudder. Opening her up like a delicate flower, Nadine found the tight entrance she was looking for and darted her tongue in. Cum rag let out a loud moan in response and sucked Nadine's swollen clit in between her lips.

Soon, the room was filled with the sounds of two girls sighing and moaning with pleasure.

To be continued...

[Runesmith]

It was a pleasure that Nadine had never known before. She felt every move that cum rag's tongue made, and knew that replicating the same moves with her own tongue would give the girl the exact same pleasure that she felt. It was very different with a man. Dirk had insisted on 69 several times. Other than her complex about her pussy lips, she also found it very difficult to concentrate - sucking a cock and being licked at the same time was distracting, and she couldn't relax and concentrate enough to feel any pleasure.

This was different. She and cum rag seemed to be perfectly in sync, and when her tongue was following the same paths as cum rag's tongue was taking, it almost seemed as if she was pleasuring herself.

The only time she hesitated was when cum rag's tongue crossed that unmarked border and started circling her anus. That was a line Nadine was not sure she would be able to cross. Yet, what cum rag was doing felt so good, and she wanted the girl to feel it too. And the previous evening, she probably had in her mouth cocks that were deep inside her ass anyway. Tentatively, she followed suit. Contrary to her expectations, it wasn't bad at all, and she loved how cum rag's moans changed tone.

Nadine let herself go, and fell in to the rhythm. Feeling what cum rag was doing to her, following the lead and knowing she was feeling the same. Soon she felt the familiar warmth of an orgasm building up in her loins.

And then they were ordered to stop.

To be continued...

[Runesmith]

The bed creaked as the two cops clambered on to it. The older cop got in to position behind cum rag, and Nadine's field of view was filled with his balls covered in greying hair and his thick, erect cock bobbing up and down beneath the folds of his gut. She felt her thighs being pushed back over cum rag's shoulders to make way for the younger cop.

The older man unceremoniously pushed his cock in to Nadine's mouth. She started licking it obediently. From the slurping sounds she could hear, cum rag was doing the same to the younger cop. While she was pleasuring him, the older man slapped cum rag's buttocks hard, making her gasp in pain. Nadine flinched instinctively as the girl's buttocks were slapped in turn, making them turn a dark shade of pink. Nadine was glad that she was at the bottom, with her buttocks not in a good angle to spank.

The older man spread cum rag's reddening buttocks apart, letting Nadine see cum rag's tight anal hole ringed with her saliva. The man spat on cum rag's anus, and watched the spit drool down and splatter on to Nadine's face. Nadine realized what was to cum. She herself had been spat on that way in the forest when she was caught.

Her fears were justified. The older man withdrew his cock from Nadine's mouth and pressed it against cum rag's anus. Cum rag squealed in pain as the cock forced its way in, lubricated only by a splatter of saliva. The squeal also told Nadine that cum rag's mouth was empty. That could only mean...

The strong pressure against her own anus completed that sentence for her. She instinctively squeezed her anus shut, but then remembered from the previous experience that it would only make the inevitable pain much worse. Nadine willed herself to relax her anus, and suddenly the cock rammed itself in.

Nadine screamed. The pain was there. A sharp, ripping, stretching pain. It was worse than the day before, most likely due to the cuts and swelling from that exact abuse. Something massive pushed up inside her, hurting her as it moved. Yet, just like the day before, something shone through the pain. Maybe it was due to being so impossibly filled up. Or maybe just the sheer, dirty perversion of being fucked in the ass like a dirty little whore. Whatever it was, there was something sexually satisfying about being hurt this way.

And then something else happened. Something wet, warm and soft touched her clit and pressed against it in rhythm with that mass moving in and out of her anus, and the warm feeling of pleasure that had been interrupted before resumed. She realized that cum rag was licking her again. Nadine stretched her neck and started reciprocating. She knew cum rag was in as much pain as she was, and appreciated what the girl was doing for her in spite of it, and Nadine wanted to return the favor.

The men didn't last long. Maybe it was because both girls were very tight, and maybe, unlike the men in the cabin nearby, the cops didn't do this on a daily basis.

The older man let out a loud groan and buried himself deep inside cum rag. A few seconds later Nadine could feel the younger man's cock spasming inside her too tight hole, and felt the sensation of warmth flooding inside her.

The older man withdrew his cock, and a jet of cum squirted from cum rag's anus and splattered on to Nadine's face, slipping in between her lips, filling her mouth with the foul taste of sperm and the earthy odor of freshly fucked ass. Cum rag's anus gaped, and cum dripped in a steady stream on to Nadine's face.

The younger man kept his cock inside Nadine until he started getting soft, then pulled out. Nadine understood why it was hard for cum rag to stop the cum from leaking out. Her own anus felt numb, and didn't respond to her brains commands to squeeze shut. She felt warm fluid leaking out of her. She was happy that at least she wasn't dripping on the girl.

The two girls lay on each other, exhausted, while the two men high fived, got dressed and left without a word to them.

It was then that, as she lay under cum rag's warm, soft, heavily breathing body, with that perfect little pussy right over her mouth, and watching the girl's anus slowly closing like a flower folding its petals for the night, that Nadine realized that she was incredibly horny.

To be continued...

[IceMaiden]

I've been reading this since you started and just wanted to let you know I am enjoying it a lot.

[Runesmith]

Thanks for the encouragement. Unfortunately, travel schedules create havoc with posting, especially when I am in places where GetDare is censored (or, as they put it, "blocked for my protection").
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Yes, she was horny. She had been used hard in her mouth, cunt and anus, she had been choked until she almost passed out, she had licked a girl for the first time in her life (and like the song went, she liked it) - and her body had built itself up repeatedly for an orgasm that she had not been allowed to have.

It was probably that, and the sight of that blush-pink pussy just inches off her face. It was probably a lot of things. The cause, in the end didn't matter. What mattered was the result. Without even thinking about it, Nadine's tongue traced the tightly closed groove between cum rag's pussy again. Cum rag stiffened at the touch, as if surprised, and then relaxed again. The second pass elicited a soft, sighing moan that encouraged Nadine. And the third provided the result that she wanted - she felt cum rag's tongue on her own pussy lips.

It was different now that the men were gone. The men had been rough, and that had been a turn on in its own perverse way, but now, things were relaxed and gentle. She could enjoy the feeling of cum rag's tongue without the accompanying pain of a cock raping her ass. She could take her time and explore cum rag's shy little inner lips and the hardening clit. The cum that had dripped out of the girl's anus had flowed down along her perfect little pussy lips, and added a new flavor sensation to Nadine's tongue. She had never been much of a fan for the taste of semen, but in the heat of the moment, she was beyond caring what she was tasting, and where it had come from.

She was amazed by how flexible cum rag's tongue was. The girl spread Nadine's cunt open with her fingers and slid her tongue right in to the recently abused tunnel of flesh. To Nadine, it felt like being penetrated by a small, soft, flexible cock. The tongue curved and started tracing the front wall of her vagina, right behind the clit, and it felt amazing. Nadine tried to do the same, but found that bending her tongue tip downwards the way cum rag was doing was beyond her abilities. Rather than following cum rag, Nadine started on cum rag's hard, throbbing clit and slid a finger inside her instead.

Cum rag moaned loudly at the invasion, and adjusted her hips to let it in further. Nadine's finger could do what her tongue couldn't - it found that velvety, spongy mass on the front wall just after the right ring of muscle, and gently stroked it with the fingertip. In return, cum rag intensified her efforts, her soft tongue arousing Nadine to levels she hardly thought possible.

The arousal spread like a wave of warmth through her body, stiffening her nipples against cum rag's belly, and giving her that helpless feeling of warm wetness between her legs. The absence of men did not mean they weren't being watched, but for the moment Nadine's brain shut out the ever watching cameras and let itself dissolve in to the warm, fuzzy, pre-orgasmic haze.

And when the orgasm came, it was mind-blowing. It was as if waves of pure pleasure rolled out from her loins like a tsunami, drowning out this entire crazy situation she was in, cocooning her in a blanket of warm, guilt-free rapture, filling her soul with a mixture of gratification and fulfillment.

As soon as Nadine caught her breath, she concentrated on giving cum rag the orgasm she deserved. With her finger stimulating the back of the clit and her tongue caressing the front, she brought cum rag to a shuddering climax. As the girl's body stiffened and spasmed, her anus contracted hard, squirting a jet of left-over semen all over Nadine's hand and face. It was as if cum rag had ejaculated on her. Instead of grossing her out, it just brought a smile to Nadine's face, realizing that she had brought some pleasure in to this poor girl's life.

Cum rag rolled off her, and they both lay beside each other, just listening to each others breathing. After a while, Nadine sat up on the bed and looked at the body of the girl beside her, gently breathing with her eyes closed. Then she leaned over and kissed the girl on her lips.

To be continued...

[Runesmith]

That was not something Nadine would have done, in her old life just three days ago. But a lot had changed in the last three days. In the last three days she had had more sex than in the last three months, or even the whole of last year maybe. And it wasn't just boring old sex - she had been raped, humiliated, abused... and she had just been licked to orgasm by another woman.

Cum rag's surprised reaction turned Nadine on even more. She pressed her lips against cum rag's tightly closed ones and licked them, tasting her own cunt juices smeared on the girl's mouth. She ignored cum rag's slight shaking of the head indicating "No", and slid her body over the girl's without breaking lip contact. The feeling of power was exhilarating. In the 69 position as she aroused cum rag she had had the same feeling, but pinning the girl down against her will was arousing Nadine even more. While still kissing the girl, she gathered cum rag's wrists over the girl's head and pinioned them there, holding them in place with one hand.

Gradually, cum rag's lips parted and Nadine forced her tongue in, reveling in her power. With her free hand she grabbed cum rag's left tit and squeezed it hard. The girl mewled in pain, and the thought flashed through Nadine's brain - "Good, now you know how it feels, cunt."

It wasn't anger, or any feeling of vengeance, though. She simply enjoyed inflicting on the girl the same pain that was inflicted on her. As she milked cum rag's tiny tit, her tongue penetrated the girl's oral cavity, tasting her own cunt. She let go of the wrists, and cum rag held them obediently in place. With her now freed hand, she grabbed a handful of cumrag's hair and pulled it hard.

Nadine's thighs forced cum rag's tightly squeezed thighs apart and slide between them. For the first time in her life she wished she had a cock. She wanted to penetrate this girl and feel what men feel when they violate a woman against her will. She wanted to bend this girl to her will and use her sexually, the way she would use a dildo.

Nadine straddled cum rag's right thigh and started rubbing her cunt against it. Cum rag, finally freed from the predatory lips of the woman holding her down, uttered a soft moan with her eyes closed, and counterpointed Nadine's movements by rubbing her own pussy against Nadine's right thigh that was between her legs.

It didn't take Nadine long to cum. As soon as she felt cum rag mirroring her movements, the pride and pleasure built up inside her. It was one of her most satisfying orgasms in the last few days. Yes, and just today she had had more orgasms than in the entire last month.

As soon as she was done, she rolled off cum rag. Cum rag let out a disappointed sigh, and that increased the feeling of satisfaction that Nadine felt. She was still lying on the bed naked as cum rag quietly collected her dress and the washing up items and left.

To be continued...

[Runesmith]

It was only after the door closed that Nadine realized how hungry she was. She hadn't eaten in almost a day, and had almost nothing to drink. The sex and the orgasms had definitely used up a lot of energy (and maybe it will help with that junk she has in the trunk), but right now, she would kill for something to eat, other than pussy.

She realized that cum rag had left her some clothes on top of the plastic storage box. It was another white tube dress. This one had a faded brown stain at the hem in front. Without giving it a second thought, Nadine pulled on the dress. Neatly folded beneath it was a pair of white cotton panties, with some stains on the crotch. She could guess how it got those stains. The semen still leaking out of her anus would add to those stains.

As she lifted up the panties, a folded piece of paper fell down from it. After pulling the panties on, she opened the paper.

"Today's instructions: You will be fed twice today. To earn your lunch, show us how you masturbate without getting naked. To earn dinner, do something sexually humiliating to yourself. If we are happy with the performance, the blue light will come on. If not, you go hungry. You may use some of the accessories in the box."

The note reminded her how ravenously hungry she was. She opened the blue IKEA storage box and took out the three bundles wrapped in Edeka plastic bags. One bag contained a dildo. Well, "dildo" would be an understatement. This was a massive latex sculpture of cock as big as her forearm, with a heavy, wide plastic base so that it could be set on the floor. It was so big that for one, short, initial moment Nadine thought it must be for ornamental purposes. There was no way she could fit this inside her. The head of the cock was as big as her fist.

The second bag contained a bullet vibe, an egg like thing with a remote control attached to it with a long cord, and a small control box with a butterfly like patch connected to it with a cord. The third box contained a small rubber cone with a flat base, and a couple of flexible rods made up of spheres of rubber that started out small and gradually increased in size towards the base. She had no idea what those were - maybe those were some kind of whips?

The only thing other than the dildo that Nadine recognized was the bullet vibe, and that was because she owned one. The other things were obviously sex toys, but she had no idea what they were called or what they were used for. For a moment she even felt embarrassed at her ignorance.

Taking out the bullet vibe, she wrapped the other ones back in the bags and put them in. She knew that soon she would be shown how those things were used (except for that dildo - please, no). One day, when she gets rescued from here (although her escape attempt and the involvement of the cops in this racket made that possibility very faint), she would at least know much more about sex than when she was abducted. Well, one silver lining.

With the bullet vibe in hand, she looked around to find the best spot.

To be continued...

[boredgirl123]

please continue this

[LitDarkness]

Originally Posted by boredgirl123

please continue this

It thinks he will. He seems tired. (It has no idea wether this is the case, it cannot be held responsible for any belief of this assumption.) (Of course old men are usually tired all the time.)

Just incase, *jumps up and down on lap* please continue, please continue, please continue.

In all seriousness, yeah it's good, but, it's sure the old man will continue.

[Runesmith]

Sorry for the infrequent postings lately, but the stresses at work have been taking their toll on any creativity I might pretend to have.

PS: it will pay for that "old man" comment... hahaha

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She had no idea what exactly may be interpreted by these men as humiliating, but she remembered a scene from one porno movie that she had watched some time ago. At the time she had felt sorry for the girl, but it was strangely exciting nonetheless, and Nadine realized that it might be the perfect scene to play to earn her lunch.

In that scene the girl was helplessly tied up. Nadine didn't have any rope (cum rag had taken away the rope that had originally bound her to the bed), and even if she did, she didn't know how to tie herself up. She might end up strangling herself. So she decided on the next best approach.

She lay down on the floor at the foot of the bed, and spread her legs wide open at the surveillance camera above the door. The tube dress hiked up to her hips, exposing her thighs and panty covered cunt to the world. The red light blinked as the camera turned and focused on her. In the porn video, the girl's legs had been spread apart and tied to a spreader bar. Nadine imitated the position, and just like in the video, turned on the bullet vibe and slipped it inside her panties, so that it rested on her clit. Then she lifted her hands over her shoulders and grabbed a leg of the bed with both hands, imitating how the girl's hands had been tied.

The arousal was extremely quick. The humiliating position, the vibe and the sexual use that she had been subjected to not so long ago, all conspired to bring her to a heightened level of sexual excitement. She felt the orgasm building up, but resisted the urge to close her legs. The girl in the video hadn't been able to close her legs, and that helplessness would be just what these men would want to see. The thought of being watched brought her over the edge and she shuddered in the throes of an orgasm, biting her lips.

The blue light didn't come on.

Nadine was confused. Wasn't this humiliating enough? Lying on the floor with legs spread, with a vibe in her panties while being watched? It was more humiliating than for the girl in the video - at least she was tied up, helpless, and had no choice. Nadine was doing it out of her own will.

The thoughts brought about another orgasm. Nadine was stunned. She had never had an orgasm so shortly after another. In fact, usually after one orgasm, she was done and already cleaning up. She had heard her friends talk about multiple orgasms but had always dismissed it as a myth.

She couldn't care less about how the men rated this "performance." She had discovered something new about herself, and she wanted to see where it would lead.

A third orgasm was building up. However, with it came an unfamiliar pressure in her cunt. it was uncomfortable, bordering on painful, as if a balloon was slowly inflating inside her cunt... or her pee hole. Yes, that's where the feeling came from... somewhere between her cunt and pee hole. The orgasm built up nonetheless, and so did that uncomfortable feeling. Nadine willed herself to keep her position, even though her hands itched to travel down to find out what was going on, and her legs begged to close up.

The insane build up continued, counterbalanced by the uncomfortable/painful pressure. Then her body told her something weird. It told her that she needed to pee. Nadine knew that her bladder had to be empty. After the morning piss and that accidental leakage while being choked, there couldn't be anything there.

The painful pressure begged her to pee. "What the hell," she thought, "it will spice up what the bastards want to see."

Nadine willed herself to let go. What happened next blew her mind. The orgasm that had been building up, suddenly exploded as something hot and wet drenched her panties. She shuddered in the most exquisite pleasure she had ever experience, and realized that the animal like sounds she is hearing were coming from her own mouth. The hot wetness erupted from her cunt in gushes, releasing the pent-up pressure/pain as her body spasmed.

It went on for hours. Or that was how it seemed. It felt like a different state of consciousness. She was floating in a bubble of her own pleasure, oblivious to anything else. As the pressure slowly ebbed, her hands finally traveled down to her crotch to find her panties drenched. The smelled her fingers - it didn't smell like urine, it had a slight meaty smell mixed with something musky. With shock, Nadine realized that she had just squirted.

The blue light came on.

To be continued...

[Runesmith]

The bell sounded a few minutes later and the panel opened, bringing the delicious smell of food in to the cabin. Nadine hurriedly got to feet and scurried over to the opening, fearing that it might shut if she didn't get there in time. Inside was a flat bowl, secured by a chain, filled with steaming Goulash of what appeared to be deer meat. There were no utensils. There was a piece of paper propped up against the bowl. Nadine fished out the piece of paper and opened it. Written in a hurried scrawl inside was a hand written message:

"Well done, cunt. Good show. Next time, read the instructions properly. For dinner, we expect something even more humiliating."

Nadine was puzzled. What did they mean by "read the instructions properly?"

She hurried over to the storage box and took the sheet of paper lying on it. Shit! The instructions said clothed masturbation for lunch, humiliation for dinner. She had done both in one go. Now she would have to think of something else for dinner.

First things first. If she didn't eat soon, she'd pass out. Nadine knelt in front of the opening and looked inside. With no utensils, the only way to eat the Goulash was to lap it up. Nadine was too hungry to be bothered about that.

As she knelt and reached in, the tube dress rode up her thighs (that material seemed to be designed to ride up at any opportunity), and the wet panties clung to her cunt lips. It felt weird to have something wet and sticky rubbing up there. Nadine reached back and pulled the panties down to her knees, just to get rid of that sticky feeling.

She reached down to the bowl, unsure how to start. She picked up a piece of meat with her lips and chewed on it. It seemed to her at the moment like the best food she had ever had. It was pretty good - with tender deer meat chunks stewed with carrots and wild mushrooms, spiced with paprika, it filled her mouth with a delicious burst of flavor and her stomach growled in response. Foregoing any decorum, Nadine started lapping up the stew like a dog. No, a bitch. That's what she was, just a bitch.

The spice burned on her tongue, and she reached around with her neck to the water hose capped with the teat to suck some water. The familiar whirring sound preceded the feel of cold metal fastening around her neck.

It was as if they had been waiting outside the door. As soon as the cuff clicked around her neck, she heard the sound of scraping as the door opened. Only the thud of boots sounded this time.

"Time to thank the chef, cunt" a high-pitched, reedy voice said. It was the thin tall man who had taken part in her gang rape the previous evening. They seemed to be taking turns. With her panties already around her knees, Nadine prepared herself for the inevitable, while lapping up the stew greedily.

To be continued...