Gwen’s enslavement

The cool crisp autumn air swept past me sending goosebumps up my legs. “It’s a pretty cold night.” I whispered to myself. The campus was quiet. It always was at two AM but that’s why I enjoyed it so much. I rollerbladed through the walkways and the empty buildings; thinking silently to myself. “I like the freedom of college but it’s so overwhelming managing myself. I mean I could eat dessert before dinner whenever I want to but I’d much rather someone who knows better schedule my classes. What if I do it wrong?” I gazed into the stars, these late night rollerblading trips always helped me to clear my head and focus in on the issues. I got up to head back to my dorm; I skated past building ten and heard the soft hum of music from one of the fraternity houses. “I wonder what’s going on there.” I spoke aloud. I decided that being a female and alone would be pretty risky and I opted to avoid the whole house and I gave it a wide girth. My pink polka dot dress billowed in the wind as I rolled past building after building. I always like the feeling of my dress being blown up when I had no one to worry about seeing me. I felt free to do as I wished. I moved into an alleyway between two buildings and thought about how smooth the floor was and how the little things in life really made it worth it. As I rounded the corner into the covered part I felt something make contact with my neck. It shoved me backwards and I landed on my back. I felt the hard concrete and all the air in my body leaving me. I gasped for air as two guys picked me up and threw me into the trunk of a blue mustang. I barely had time before the added blow of being so roughly manhandled made me lose consciousness. I blacked out.

I awoke with a jolt as the car stopped. I heard the engine shut off and two doors open. I quickly adjusted myself with my back on the floor and my feet up. If these guys were gonna take me then I was gonna give them a few bruises. The trunk opened and I kicked as hard as I could, straight into thin air. They had moved to the side of the vehicle. My legs were grabbed and I was dragged out of the trunk. “Okay look I know what you guys want and I mean couldn’t you have asked for it first? Like let me turn you down before you resort to kidnapping.” They both glared at me, and then continued on towards a house. I felt like I recognized it but I couldn’t exactly place where I had seen it before.
“Okay seriously this is hurting my back, can I just walk?”
“We don’t want you running off.”
“Look at me, I’m in rollerblades in deep grass, do you honestly think I’m gonna get far?”
They briefly glanced at each other and nodded, my legs fell to the ground and I slowly got up. I thanked them and walked between the two guys who had at least a foot on me. We walked up to the porch and I almost tripped on the stairs. They held me steady and walked me inside. The house had a distinct odor that didn’t smell like anything specific but was blatantly present. They looked at me and grabbed at my dress and started pulling.
“Hey! Hey wait a second. This dress was super expensive, you’re in charge here just ask, please. I’ll take it off for you.”
They took their hands off me and took a step back, watching me closely. I sat on the floor and undid the rollerblades first then; I took off my pink hello kitty socks. “Alright guys, we had a good run,” I whispered to my favorite pair of socks “But I’m gonna assume that this is the last time I see ya.” I stuck them in my rollerblades. Then I stood up and took off my pink dress and put it on top of the rollerblades. “Do you want my underwear too?” They both nodded. I sighed and took off my panties, my keys and phone falling from the waistband. “Hey if I tell you my dorm number, do you think you could drop my stuff off there?” they grabbed my keys and my phone. They turned the phone on and looked at me.
“Did you call anyone while in the trunk?”
“No, I was pretty unconscious until I heard the engine turn off.”
“Unlock it.”
I keyed in the password to brick my phone then; I gave it back to them. “It won’t work anymore.” They began pressing the power button over and over and asked what I did.
“I bricked my phone. I used my first paycheck for that and I have sensitive information in there. You guys aren’t going to get that. Do what you want to my body but that isn’t yours.”
They glared at me then looked at each other.
“Whatever, as long as it isn’t traced I don’t give a shit.”

The taller of the two grabbed my arm and led me into the house, It was cold in the house and I was shivering as he led me into a small bedroom in the middle of the house. I saw an old mattress with a pink sheet on it. Aside from the bed the room was empty. I looked at the man and asked him for his name. All he did was grunt so I decided his name was Jeff, on account that he looked like a Jeff. He shoved me into the room and shut the door. A small light flicked on and he said he would be back later.
“Bye Jeff!” I called out.
I looked at the door handle and twisted it slightly but it was securely locked. “Fuck.” I mumbled to myself. “Alright Gwen, you can handle this. It won’t be easy but you’ll get out of this.” The mattress looked really comfy and I decided now was as good a time as ever to get some rest. I laid down but couldn’t find sleep. After a while I got up and knocked on the door multiple times until I heard a “What!” come from the other side.
“I can’t sleep, could you roofie me or something?”
“No.”
“Pleaaaasssseeee.”
“God fucking dammit, can we begin beating her yet al?!”
I heard some mumbling and some arguing but he had moved away from the door. They seemed on the fence about whether or not to beat me, but something was stopping them. I heard a cell phone go off in the middle of the argument. The call didn’t last long but I heard a click on the door. And it slowly opened. Jeff wheeled a table in with straps on it.
“Bend over.”
I did as he asked and bent over the table and watched as he strapped my wrists against the table and I felt him lock the wheels. Leaving the table firmly fixed in its spot. He got down on his knees and locked my legs to the table legs. He slowly felt up my thighs and ran a finger between my pussy’s lips.
“Oh, are we to begin the sexy times? You guys like it kinky huh.”
“We’re going to knock that little humor right out of you sweet heart.”
Jeff had this little smile that made me slightly nervous. He slowly undid his belt and took it off, I saw him fold it in the way my father would when I was little and about to be spanked. I heard the familiar smack and jumped as the pain shot through my ass.
“FUCK.”
He slammed the belt into me a second time, then a third. By the time he hit fifteen I was in tears. Al came in and started to freak out.
“Dude, we aren’t supposed to damage the goods! Do you know how pissed the boss is going to be? He’ll flay you worse than you did to her.”
Jeff shrugged and said that they’ll just tell the boss she was red from the abduction. He moved my ass side to side and offered my pussy to al.
“Look at how wet she is, don’t you just want to pump a load in that?” Jeff asked.
“You know the boss man will be here tonight and I know he doesn’t like sloppy seconds.”
“That’s why you don’t cum in her pussy man. You drop that load in her mouth and you make damn sure she swallows it all.”
Al shook his head. “Look man, I like my dick and I intend to keep it. do what you want, I ain’t your manager.”
Jeff looked down at me. “Maybe he’s right, wouldn’t want you squealing to the boss man or having cum leaking out that ain’t his.”
They both left the room and shut the door. I tried moving but the table was too heavy to lift and I was not moving with the wheels locked and my legs tied to the tables legs. I wasn’t sure how long I waited until I heard the door open again. The heavy sound of boots on the floor meant it wasn’t Jeff or al. They weren’t scrawny but the ground certainly didn’t shake when they walked by. The man sauntered into view; he was completely naked and had to be at least seven feet. His sheer size was intimidating enough but his dick hung limp and was hanging down to his mid-thigh. He chuckled softly as my face turned to horror.
“They told me you were a bit of a joker huh? Well you don’t look very humorous to me right now. You look maybe a little scared huh?”
He leaned down slowly until his face was so close to mine that I could see the small stubble of his beard. His piercing blue eyes shoved their way into me. I felt naked as he stared into my eyes.
“What’s your name sweetheart?”
“G-G-Gwen.” I was barely audible. His rippling chest heaved as he roared at me.
“I ASKED YOU A GOD DAMNED QUESTION GIRL, WHAT IS YOUR NAME?!”
“It’s Gwen!” I cried out sheepishly.
He seemed to calm down a bit, but I saw his massive cock twitch. He walked around the table slowly, just staring at me. I felt like prey being circled by a predator.
“Now I believe in fair chances so I’m going to untie you and you have two options after that, you can A get down on your knees and be a good obedient little slut and pleasure me, or B take your chances and fight me. If you take B and win, you’re free to go. How does that sound?”
I nodded softly, I knew there was no way to possibly beat him one on one. I decided the best course of action would be to play along and seize an opportunity when it came along. He began to untie my wrists. I noticed he was semi hard and was slowly getting much bigger. He paused to inspect my pussy going as far as to stick a finger in it. I moaned as he rubbed my g spot within seconds of putting his finger in. He obviously knew what he was doing and I felt my wetness dripping down my legs. He pulled his finger out.
“No…. please, I liked it.”
“Awe, does my little whore want more? Cause she isn’t going to get the privilege of climaxing until she’s a good slut.”
I whimpered softly as he undid the straps on my ankles. I stood up slowly.
“Here, I’ll give you first shot. How’s that sound sweetie?”
I didn’t take it. I slowly slumped to my knees as he laughed. His cock reached full size.
“Now that’s a good girl right there. Aren’t you a good girl? Why don’t you take care of this while you’re down there.”
“Yes master.” I softly replied.
“Master huh? Were you born a sex slave? You obviously know your stuff now don’t you?”
I didn’t respond as I began working my way around his shaft. It felt like pure muscle and gave off a heat that was making me feel more and more horny. I licked up from the bottom of his balls to the head slowly coating it in my saliva. He held the back of my head but didn’t force me anywhere.
“You have some beautiful red hair, and I love those soft green eyes.”
His hand moved across my cheek, he pulled his dick away and the next thing I saw was the floor. I could only assume he smacked me hard enough to send me toppling.
“GET YOUR SORRY ASS UP AND BACK TO WORK!” I heard him scream. My vision was swimming and I was seeing stars. I slowly got up and put my mouth over the head and began to bob my head up and down, hoping he wouldn’t hit me again.
“You’re going to find out real quick whose top dog around here, and before you get any ideas I’m going to let you in on something. You’re my bitch.”
He grabbed my hair and slammed the full length into my mouth. I quickly began humming hoping that I wouldn’t vomit but the combination of him throat fucking me and being unable to breathe proved too big a task for me and I began puking. My head flew back as he let go and vomit fell to the floor in front of me .His foot flew up between my legs and slammed right into my pussy as he screamed at me.
“DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW TO TAKE A DICK?! OR ARE YOU RETARDED.”
He grabbed my hair and brought my face to his dick.
“LICK IT UP.”
I began to cry as I licked my vomit off his dick. Once it was clean he pushed my nose into the puddle on the floor.
“DO WE PUKE ON OUR MASTERS?”
“No sir….”
“THEN WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!”
“I’m so sorry master.” I cried out. He let go of my head as I sobbed.
He grabbed my waist and effortlessly picked me up hanging me under his arm. I hung my head and just cried. It was all too much for me. He walked by jeff who softly commented “I didn’t think she’d break that quickly.” Master glared at him and he seemed to shrink into the wallpaper. I was carried into a large bathroom. Master gently sat me down on the floor and turned on the water. He ran the shower head over his hand softly tuning the temperature.
“Who am I?” he said quietly. I looked up at him, “You’re master.”
“And what are you?” I looked down, “I’m nothing.”
“Wrong answer dear,” he replied. I tried to brace for impact as he squatted in front of me. “You’re my slave, my property. That also means I have to take care of you. Now you’re gonna have to get used to deep throating me okay.” I shook my head rapidly. “If you’re good and do everything I say then we won’t have a problem and you might even come to enjoy being my slave. Now that I’ve broken you in, we can begin training okay? I have two styles, rough and gentle. If you’re cooperative then you get gentle, if you’re disobedient you get rough.”
“May I have permission to speak master?”
“Go ahead.”
“May I try again?”
“That kind of attitude will get you gentle treatment.” He patted my head softly. “I hardly think that will be necessary right now though. Can you tell me if the water is too hot or too cold?”
“I leave the decision to you master.” I replied.
“Alright Gwen,” he slowly began washing my body, paying special attention to my pussy and ass. After washing my hair he slowly got out of the shower and dried me off before telling me to follow close behind him. I walked behind him as he walked into the living room.
Alright you two, go home. I’ll call you if I need you for something. Jeff and al got up and said goodnight as they walked out the door. Master grabbed the back of my neck softly and walked me into the room. It smelled like bleach and vomit. I was given a thin blanket. Master walked towards the door but stopped as he reached the threshold.
“Your training begins tomorrow. So get some rest.”
He shut the door and turned off the light, leaving me to my own thoughts.

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