As I opened my eyes it was dark. I felt woozy and was unable to focus for a while. I tried to move my arms and legs, but there wasn’t any reaction at all. Actually there was only a faint response from my tactile sense. As if everything was numb.

Frantically I tried to move my arms and legs for a while, but there was still numbness. I felt something touching my skin, but the feeling was faint and much to indifferent to discern more than being touched.

After I calmed down a bit I noticed a constant high whirring noise. There was a feeling like the ground was not stable as well after a while. After a while the numbness was replaced by a chaotic tingling. A vast amount of contradictory impressions flooded my mind. I wasn’t able to focus until the tingling tuned down after while.

After laying on the ground disoriented for a while the tinglings started to make sense. There was something smooth wrapped around my body, pressing my arms to my sides. My legs were pressed together as well. I still had massive problems to focus on something more abstract. There was a firm pressure on my back, the back of my head and the backside of my legs.

There was still no light. At all. I was able to breathe somehow and there was something stuck in each of my nostrils. The whirring was still there, but it got quieter at some point and I got a strange feeling in my stomach after that.

Later I heard muffled voices for a few moments.

Then the whirring sound started to change frequently and then there was another stronger strange feeling in my in my stomach. I tried to flex my muscles, but still there was no reaction even if I tried to thrash frantically. They didn’t seem to move as the feeling on my skin didn’t change at all.

As soon as I came to me again I noticed a few gentle direction changes. The whirring was nearly completely gone.

There was a drumming inside me. It got a bit slower after a few moments. I was breathing heavily.

There was no air coming through my mouth. The smooth stuff encasing me pressed firmly against my face. There was something firm around my neck as well. When my panic rose the thumbing went up as well. It had to be my heartbeat.

With the last grasp of my sanity I calmed down a bit trying to breath consciously. I wasn’t able to breath deeply though as my torso was tightly pressed together.

There was feeling of pain from my chest slowly ramping up.

Then there were muted voices around me again and a few moments later I was lifted up. An additional pressure came from my sides. I was still laying on my back and I felt not hands. Smoothly I was moved for a few moments. It didn’t feel like being carried. A thing with wheels probably.

Then I stopped and sunk down briefly. I kicked and thrashed around in panic, but still my body refused to act, no matter how I tried. After another brief stop I was lifted up a bit and put back on the ground again.

Then a loud flapping build up and then I was lifted up again. It was loud and started to feel nauseous from the movements, until the helicopter landed again. Then I was lifted out and was rolled away again. The noise of the helicopter stopped instantly after a few moments.

After moving around and turning a few times I went down for a few moments, like an elevator. Then I was laid down on the ground again. I heard voices and laughter as well. A few moments there was short sting in the back of my neck. My muscles started to convulse and cramp simultaneously after few moments.

I started suffocating as I could only breathe through my nose when my chest started to spasm as well.

After an eternity the spasms faded. I was totally winded, desperately trying to breathe through my nose.

Then was flipped on my tummy. The pressure from the stuff encasing my body was gone at some point and I could breathe through my mouth again, recovering my wind slowly.

My vision was blurry and all my muscles felt like noodles, with no power remaining to move. I felt like I would be able to move them, but there was just no juice to get them going.

Something was wrapped around my ankles and knees, pulling them together. Then I was dragged over the floor by my arms. There were vague shapes in front of me.

“Hell, she weights a ton.” a voice coughed from the figure dragging my left arm.

“Don’t whine, Costa. We’re going to have some fun later, remember?” a deeper voice chuckled from behind me.

I felt my pulse going up, but wasn’t able to do anything.

The figures then sat me down and pulled to double me forward. They wrapped something tightly around my forearms.

“Let’s lift her up first.” The deep voice came from farther away.

I heard the rattling of a chain, but still I could see only vague shadows.

“Done.” The figure to my left stepped back.

There was a whirring sound and slowly my arms were pulled over my head. The wrappings around my forearms dug in to my skin. A few moments after my shoulders were pulled up until my bum left the floor. My heels were still on the ground with my legs straightened in from of me.

“Let her kneel.” The deeper voice was next to me again.

Slowly I started to get my winds back and I was able to wiggle with my bum a bit. A hard slap hit my left ass cheek.

“It’s a pity her holes were reserved for the boss.” The first figure approached form the front and pain exploded in my left chest.

“Aaaaaaarhhhh!” my voice sounded a bit off.

Someone pulled at my ankles and made me keel. At least I could support my weight a bit with my legs. Slowly the figures got less blurry.

There were other shapes around me, but as they didn’t move it was probably furniture. The room I was in sounded quite large.

They fumbled at my knees and at my ankles for a moment a pulled my knees wide apart. There was some metallic clicking. A few moments later my ankles were pulled apart as well.

“Holy cow!” The first voice exclaimed from behind as two hands came around my waist touching my chest in a very weird way.

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“Schhoopp!” I yelled, but I only heard a garbled sound.

The deep voice chuckled.

Then something rubbery and large was pushed into my mouth. A strap went over my head and one to each side. They were pulled taut and fixed in place.

“NNggggg!” I failed to push or spit it out. Someone ruffled my hair.

The figures, which I recognized as blurry men by now were not much larger than me even when I was on my knees.

Desperately I tried to wriggle out of my constraints, but they didn’t budge.

The first voice and the third were tanned dark haired and dark eyes men, as far as I could see, as the light was quite dim. Suddenly all turned white for a few moments. Then my eyes adjusted themselves to the bright light from above which was centered on my position. The rest of the room vanished into darkness.

“Warn us when you turn the spots on!” One of the men at my side made a rude gesture.

Someone laughed in the background.

“How long it’s till dinner?” The talking brownie asked.

“Enough time to have some fun.” A man a bit taller than the two tanned stepped into the light.

He had light brown short hair. His gray eyes stared at me with no visible emotion. He pulled out a smartphone and started to shoot pictures. At least there were bright flashes of light which nearly blinded me.

Then all three pulled down their pants after exchanging gazes.

“NNGHhhh!” I struggled against constraints in panic.

They grinned at each other and started to jerk off in front of me! Disgusting! I turned my head away, trying to avoid looking at these puny jerks. Unfortunately they circled me. I closed my eyes.

“Hahhaaa! So timid! Just get used to it, this will be your life from now on!” The man with the deep voice and the fairer complexion moved around me while he talked.

Then warm sticky fluid splattered on my skin. Most on the torso, but there were hits on my head as well. They lasted for a few moments and were breathing heavily after they finished.

As my left eye was covered in the jeez I opened only the right one. Stripes of a warm sticky fluid were starting to ooze down, dripping on my legs at some points. They stood around me grinning at each other. At least two more loads followed. I spaced out at some point.

As I came to me my arms were shackled together in front of me and my ankles were shackled together as well. The shackles were connected by short chains about the length of my forearm. The gag was still in my mouth. Spittle was dripping down my face.

“Get to your knees, bitch.” A loud crack was followed by a painful sting on my butt.

I stared daggers at the man. He used the crop again. Clumsily I tried to get on my knees, which was disturbingly difficult even with the shackles.

“Now forward!” Another crack with a painful sting hit my but.

Shakily I started to crawl forward. A weird feeling came from my chest, but I had to focus on balance. We reached an open door after a while.

The floor of the next room was tiled in white. To the left were some showers. Loosing focus I fell face first on the tiles, which was followed my a few more cracks. My hurting bum started to feel too warm.

I got back on my arms and crawled on.

“Now get up!” There was another crack, but no pain this time. I flinched nonetheless.

I looked at him despair. His frown convinced me to do what he wanted.

I tried to put my left foot on the ground. I had to adjust my other leg because of the length of the chain between my ankles. Still propping myself up with my arms I tried to get my second foot on the ground, aiming at a deep squat. I lost my balance and fell back on the ground, keeping my head up to avoid hitting the floor.

Maybe it would be better to knock myself out.

After a few more tries I squatted on the ground, feeling proud a bit.

“NNggggiiii!” A jet of ice cold water hit me in the back. Clumsily I fell forward on the ground again, bruising my elbows.

“Stand up I said! And keep standing!” The fair skinned goon still had that riding crop in his hands, a small smile curling around his lips. The chatty guy held a hose in his hands while the silent guy leaned against the wall with his hands on a heavy duty faucet.

Resistance was futile! My balance was still boggled and the shackles didn’t help either. Since they grinned the most when I failed and fell down to the ground, I decided not to try too seriously.

The crop was mean and it stung, but I only had a chance to turn the tables on them if I was able to keep some aces in my non-existing sleeves.

I was strong enough to squat up easily I thought, but my lacking sense of balance had prevented me to make use of my strength properly.

It was a frustrating game, but at least I was mostly clean after some time.

“We should stop it here if we want to make it for dinner.” The bigger guy gave me a smack on my butt.

“Dress up time?” The chatty guy looked at the big guy.

“Yeah! Now back on your hands and knees! Time to go back to your place!” He cracked his crop.

I scrambled to my hands an knees again and started to wobble to the door.

A few minutes later we were back at the light spot in the dark room. We passed a metal cage and a bench with leather straps hanging down at the ends.

The chains were still hanging down from the ceiling. As most of the lights were near the ground, the ceiling was barely visible.

They herded me to the chains hanging down from the ceiling. They attached bracers with metal studs around my forearm. Near the wrist a sturdy metal hoop was attached. The chains were attached to hoop with a padlock which had to be locked with a key.

Just snapping them open with a dash was out then.

Then I was pulled up and they removed the shackles at my wrists. The silent guy then pulled something over my eyes and the world went dark again. Then I was pulled up until I was forced to stand on my tiptoes.

“Marvelous!” The big guy laughed.

I shook my head to get rid of the blindfold, but I failed miserably.

Then two of them hold my legs and the last one fumbled something through the shackles around my ankles. Then something soft was pulled up my legs. As they pulled it over my butt my groin was touched by something soft, while a thin strap ran up between my butt cheeks. Another strap ran around my waist and met with strap from below.

The piece of cloth over my groin felt wrong as I didn’t feel it on my dick. It went numb from time to time I realized, but I could feel my dick and the cloth on my skin at the same time!

“GnnnnHHH!” I struggled against the chains for a few moments, but stopped as the bracers started to dig too deep into my wrists.

“Perfect fit!” The big guy smacked my butt.

They pulled up my legs and something cool and smooth was pulled up my legs. It went over the piece of cloth, but hugged just my hips tightly. It was cinched up tightly as well.

The sense of touch from my groin got even more disconcerting.

“Nice!” the chatty guy announced.

The next thing happened is that something cool and smooth was pushed onto my chest, which caused that more disturbing feelings arrived in my brain.

The thing went under my arms and partially over my chest, reaching down to last rips. Another part of it was pulled behind my back and they cinched it so tightly that breathing got difficult again.

“OOOmmNNNN!” I thrashed around in despair.

To no avail. They finished cinching it up after a while. I had problems focusing due to the strange feelings coming from my crotch and my chest.

When I came to me again, I was down to my knees again. My knees and my ankles spread wide apart. My chest felt like it was squeezed somehow. Weird.

“Ah, she’s conscious again.” Someone caressed my left cheek, whispering in my left ear.

“MMMNNNGG?” I raised my head, but still I couldn’t see anything. A constant line of drool was running down my chin.

Then the blindfold was removed from my eyes.

Just in front of me knelt a young woman, her arms pulled up over her head.

She had navy blue skin, vibrant green eyes and her short ginger hair was a bit deranged with a black leather strip running over her head. It was connected to a red ball gag which forced her mouth wide open. Two other leather straps went over her cheeks to the back of her head.

She wore two metal studded black leather bracers that covered her forearms. Above each hand a metal chain vanished into the darkness above. A black metal studded leather corset which squeezed her pert breasts. They nearly spilled out the skimpy thing, which showed off her blue midriff.

The hips were hugged by a black metal studded mini skirt which might barely cover the hips. It had ridden up and revealed a dark red g-string covering her private parts.

Above her knees were simple leather cuffs, which were connected by a metal bar. There was another thick metal bar between her ankles. She was about my size.

I was totally flustered as I looked at the woman in front of me.

“Here we go!” I heard an order from my right side.

The three guys came back into the light with pants off. They were jacking off again and a few moments later spurts of jeez hit the woman all over her body. I felt the warm splashes as well. I closed my eyes as I got hit right in the face. Then I totally spaced out for a while.

“The key for the padlocks is right here! Good luck!” Someone waved in front of me.

The last what I heard was laughter which broke off abruptly with the thud of a closing door.

This had to be a bad dream!