Sex Slave

She started sobbing, letting out small frantic mews and gulps as tears streamed out of her eyes and overflowed into her soft round cheeks. Someone from behind her shouted something, which caused her to let out a surprised scream "Oh, so you're finally getting over it, huh? You took a pretty good whack from Richard there. I want to make him aware that he is underestimating his capabilities. However, you ought to be well in a day or two at the most. No lasting harm." The guy turned on the lights in the ceiling while he continued to speak.

Under an effort to concentrate, Martha squinted her eyes in the harsh fluorescent light. As her eyesight began to return, she became aware that she had been transported to a space that was devoid of any inhabitants and was lined from floor to ceiling with mirrors. "Please!" Martha shed some tears. "Please! What kind of treatment are you planning to provide me? Why am I in this place? Oh, please don't keep me here any longer!" Her tears caused her voice to break, and she was clearly shaken.

"Relax,. You won't meet a violent end at our hands. We have no intention of doing so, that is, provided that you carry out our instructions. Just relax. You are going to be spending a significant amount of time here with us. You have the option of making things really difficult for yourself, or you can take it easy and enjoy it. I have a feeling that we are going to have a great deal of fun together, Martha. Only Richard, you and I are here. You're our new pet. We had become weary of using the previous one."

Martha was completely unable of understanding what he was saying to her. Martha clenched her eyes tightly together and prayed with all of her might as the guy continued to stroll around in front of her. However, it seems that her prayers were in vain since when she regained consciousness and opened her eyes, the same guy was still standing directly in front of her. He had a tall and slender build and was clothed in trousers and a white cotton T-shirt. His black and thick hair was trimmed into a short crop.

He crouched down in front of Martha, a grin spreading over his face as he did so. She let out a piercing scream despite the fact that she was unable to open her eyes as she felt his touch on her thigh. The huge, rough fingers went slowly in the direction of her exposed genitalia. The tips of the fingers made their way past her pubic curls and down to her exposed tiny pussy below. Her shrieking escalated into a high-pitched howl as it continued. The guy pulled his hand away and then struck her across the face with a harsh smack. Then one more, on the other cheek, rendering her speechless with shock.

"Come on, honey,. I'm sorry I had to do that to you, but you've really started to get on my nerves. If you don't keep talking, I'm going to have to resort to taping your lips shut. If you make one more sound, other than responses to questions I directly ask you, I will tape your lips shut with duct tape. Do you understand?"

Martha was terrified and could only give a quiet nod. When he continued to stroke her pussy, she emitted a strangled gasp and her breathing became irregular. She lost consciousness and let out another shriek as he inserted his finger inside her, which was the biggest object that had ever penetrated her virgin sex.

After feigning disdain, the guy struck her again with such force that she could hear ringing in her ears. He went away for a little while and then returned with the duct tape in his hand. He removed a huge silver oval from the roll of adhesive tape and bit it with his teeth before pressing it firmly over Martha's lips to stifle her sobs. Martha's cries were muffled as a result.

"If that is how you want things to be done, Martha, then that is the way we will proceed. That will appeal to Richard. The wilder the better, in his opinion. They never revert back to their wild state, Martha. Please keep that in mind. I can guarantee that once Richard has a chance to correct you, you will change your behavior for the better."

When Martha looked at the guy, her eyes became as large as trays and she gazed at him. He was familiar with her name! As if he could read her thoughts, he continued, "Cutie, we have your handbag in our possession. We have a copy of your license here. We are aware of your place of employment, your location, and the appearance of your boyfriend. In the long run, we will be aware of a great deal more than that. But there is no rush since we have all the time in the world right now. Baby, the good times are just getting started." Martha passed out and was taken away by the benevolent gloom of the night.

When Martha eventually came , she found that she was no longer restrained to the seat in any way. Instead, she discovered that she was laying on the ground, bound with handcuffs, and that a long and strong chain was attached to a rung on the ground. She remained unclothed and was restrained on a flimsy mattress. Her lips were still pressed together with tape. She sat up slowly, putting both hands behind her head as she struggled to maintain her equilibrium. The lighting in the room was strong, and she could see her own nude and chained body wherever she turned. She stumbled backwards, landing on the flimsy cushion as she moaned into the recording device. What exactly was going to take place with her?

After what seemed to be a response to her question, Martha heard the click of a lock being unlocked, and then the door opened on its own. That had not been the same guy who had been there previously. I think you're looking for Richard. He was much paler than the previous guy and had light blonde hair and black eyes. He was noticeably shorter than the first man. With the exception of his focused countenance, he seemed to have the appearance of a young man. He did not have a pleasant grin on his face, and the fire in his eyes was obvious. His lips were tiny, and he had a vicious tongue. In contrast to the relaxed attire of the first guy, he was dressed in a shirt and black trousers that had been well ironed. He did not utter a single word to the young lady who was restrained in chains and stood in front of him.

While he was on his knees, he moved his face closer to hers. Grabbing hold of one of the tape's corners, he gave it a twist to remove it from her sensitive flesh. Martha let out a scream as her hands, which were bound, touched the irritated skin around her lips. Richard rebuked her by slapping her fingers away. He took her head in his hands and gave her a passionate kiss on the mouth before releasing her. Martha shrieked as she struggled to free herself and pull away. "Don't put up any resistance." His tone was even, unruffled, and clinical. It had a really British sound about it. He gave her a really strong smack on the cheek, but just on one side. As she heaved a breath, her fettered hands sprang up to her burning face.