Suzie

Suzie had no idea how it had happened. One minute she was at a party, the next she was bound and gagged, in the boot of someone’s car, and being driven around. The ropes around her wrist, behind her back, would not budge, try as she may, and the ones around her ankles were also tight. She had tried rubbing her head on the carpet in the boot, trying to get the gag out, but straps around her neck and also over her head, made sure this did not happen.

She tried to think back to what had happened, but how she got where she was, was a total mystery.

She had been invited to the party by one of her work mates, telling Suzie that she would have a great time there. So wearing her skimpiest black dress that really showed her body off, she had arrived. Her friend sent her a message saying she would be arriving late, but to get to know people and have fun.

One or two people had given her drinks, and more had tried to chat her up, but though she took the drinks, the chat up was lost on her. She tried to find out who the host was, but either they didn’t want her to know, or the host was a mystery, as no-one actually came up with a name.

She remembered sitting on one of the luxurious sofas, and then, nothing. She had woken up here, in the boot, tied and gagged, going somewhere she didn’t know, with someone she didn’t know. She would give her friend a good telling off in the morning.

The car slowed to a halt, and Suzie heard gravel under the wheels as it did so. The boot was opened, and before she could resist, two pairs of hands grabbed her and pulled her viciously from the boot, one placing his hands over her eyes, so she could see nothing.

The two frogmarched her across some gravel, and onto smoother ground, and she could feel grass under her feet, her shoes having been lost or discarded somewhere.

She tried to shake her head in an effort to get the man’s hand off her eyes, but he seemed to know what to expect, and her attempts were in vain.

She was led across a lawn and into a building, the carpet beneath her feet told her she was now inside. Without a warning, a fist landed in her stomach, knocking the wind out of her, and sinking her to her knees.  Even as she lay on the floor in pain, gasping for breath, someone tied something over her eyes, blocking everything from view.

She tried to stand, slowly, but was pushed back to the floor.

“Welcome to my party”.

The voice came from somewhere in front of Suzie, but it was not a voice she recognised.

“You are my special guest, and I think you for coming”.

Suzie was roughly pulled to her feet, and she felt something cold, metallic, touching her breast, just inside the dress she wore. Seconds later the knife was pulled downwards, cutting through the thin material as if it was nothing.

She tried frantically to get her arms free, to cover herself up, but the bonds were too tight. Moments later the knife was placed under her shoulder less bra, and the material gave under the sheer sharpness of the blade, her bra falling to the floor,  her tits suddenly exposed

She knew, even before the knife touched her, that her knickers would be next, leaving her totally naked and exposed, thought to whom, she had no idea.

Naked, bound, gagged and blindfolded, Suzie was helpless.  She had always been proud of her body, and had flaunted it often at work, and on vacation, but it was not for the use of men. Suzie was a lesbian, so to be seen naked in front of a man, or men, was abhorrent to her.

She tried to scream. But the effectiveness of the gag allowed her only a muffled moan. As soon as she heard this, she knew help would not arrive.

“So I believe you have never had sex with a man Suzie?”

The mention of her name meant that whoever had set her up, knew her personally. Then she remembered Carole, had invited her to this party, had set her up. No matter what happened now, Carole would be in deep trouble when the ordeal was over. Suzie would take this to the police, while whoever had taken her prisoner, would leave their DNA on her. They would soon be brought to justice.

But it wasn’t that she was frightened of. It was that someone she didn’t know, couldn’t see, would be taking what wasn’t his to take, her virginity. It wasn’t that she had protected it, it was just that she didn’t like, and didn’t want men.

She felt the ropes around her ankles being cut, but hands on her arms prevented her attempted escape.

Moments later she felt herself being herded forwards, two men still holding her, forcing her to walk. She had no idea where she was. And no idea where she was being taken. After a few minutes she was told there would be steps in front of her, and she was to climb them.

The steps were carpeted, as Suzie was led upstairs. She tried to wriggle free, but the two men gripped her tightly, forcing her up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs her captors turned her to the left, and she was led along a landing, before a sharp right turn.

Within minutes, she was thrown onto a bed, and her legs were grabbed from both sides. Suzie knew what was going to happen, and struggled to get free, but the hands holding her ankles were far stronger, and she felt rope being tied around each ankle, then her ankles pulled wide apart. She lay on her back, her hands still tied behind her, and her legs now wide apart, her shaven pussy totally on view.

“You may not enjoy this as much as I do”, the voice spoke again. “But in a few minutes, you will no longer be a pure lesbian. You may be bisexual. But you certainly wont be lesbian. And soon, you will not even be bi sexual. I will be the first to take you. Something I shall take great pleasure in. even though you wont.”.

Suzie felt someone climb onto the bed, and  something brush against her leg. Moments later she could feel naked flash against hers, moving higher. She tried to sit up, but two pairs of strong hands held her down, as the person between her legs moved ever closer to his goal.

Suzie screamed as she felt something press between her legs, something hard, but fleshy, slowly opening her pussy lips, invading her.; she struggles hard, as the man pressed slowly, the head of his cock forcing it’s way inside her.

Suzie struggled to shake the man off, but with her legs pulled so far apart, and two sets of hands holding her shoulders down, there was no way to get him off her, as his weight pressed against her body, adding pressure to her bound hands, and his cock sliding ever deeper.

All she could do, was scream into the gag, as the man’s hips started to move, his cock slowly sliding in and out of her pussy, a little deeper with each forward thrust. She felt him push, then stop. Then a sudden pang of pain, as he broke her hymen, shattering it as he thrust full length into her pussy.

His actions speeded up, as his hands moved under her hips, lifting them from the bed. As he did so, she felt his cock go even deeper. The pain had subsided, but the rape continued unabated. She knew he would not stop before he came in her, and she felt the tears flooding from her eyes, the blindfold getting ever damper.

After over ten minutes she heard him moan, he thrust as far into her as he could, and she felt something flooding her. She knew he had cum inside her, but even then, he stayed where he was, his cock buried deep. She could feel his chest heave as he lay on top of her, spent. Slowly, his cock softened and slipped out of her pussy, leaving the evidence of his rape slowly trickling from her.

She felt the man get off the bed, and someone else take his place. She screamed for them to stop, but the muffled sound made no impression, as she felt him move between her open legs. Suzie tried as hard as she could to bring her legs together, but the ropes holding them wide apart, refused to budge, as the head of the man’s cock pressed past the entrance to her pussy, already lubricated by the man who had already fucked her.

Almost immediately he began to fuck her with a vengeance. He weighed less than the first man, but his cock was driving deeper. There was no finesse, this was not two lovers sharing a tender moment, the man thrust relentlessly into her, filling her pussy with his cock, ignoring her muffled screams and her attempts to break free of her torment.

Through the pain and the hammering at her pussy, she heard a voice whisper in her ear.

“I am going to fill you with spunk, slut. And then, my other friend is going to fuck you as well. He will also fill your cunt, get used to it bitch, it’s going to happen as often as we want. And when we finish with you, you’re going on a trip”.

Even as he stopped speaking Suzie felt him ram his cock as deep as he could, felt it pulse inside her, heard him moan, as his cock erupted inside her.

This couldn’t be happening to her. Not to her. She had never done anybody any wrong. Surely this had to be a dream.

But as she felt the man pull his cock from her, and felt his juices leaking from her own pussy, she knew it was no dream.

She knew someone else would now fuck her, but she was not prepared for what came.

The last man was over eighteen stone, and none of it muscle. His cock was also large, larger than either of the other two, both thicker, and longer, over nine inches long.

She felt the bed sink between her legs and tried to steel herself for the onslaught she could not stop. But even as the head of the man’s cock forced it’s way inside her, she knew it was bigger, too big for her. She screamed again and again into the gag, but it made no difference, the man simply thrust deeper, before allowing his body weight to cover hers, pressing harder at her bound hands.

Suzie wanted to die. The weight was oppressive, and the cock forced into her was both too thick, and too long. It felt as if he was pressing the tip of it as far up as her stomach. Screaming was her only relief, as the man’s hips moved backwards and forwards, thrusting his cock as far as it would go inside her.

He didn’t last as long as the other two, but it felt like a lifetime to Suzie, when suddenly he grunted, his cock buried to the balls in her pussy, and she felt him jerk, heard him groan, and felt his juices explode inside her.

Even under his weight, she tried to struggle, but all in vain. Three men she had never met, never seen, had already raped her, with the promise of more to come. Suzie wanted to die. For the ground to open up and swallow her. But neither happened, and as the man pulled out of her, and moved off the bed, she wept openly.

Suzie had no idea how long she had been on her own. She had heard the three men walking away, and laughing, as she lay helpless on the bed, the combined juices they had filled her with, leaking slowly from her pussy.

She had tried to sit up, but she had no energy for the struggle to do so, and simply lay where she was, tears flooding from her eyes.

She hadn’t even realised she had fallen asleep, it was only when someone touched her leg, that she awoke. She prayed that they were not going to fuck her again, but she felt someone climb onto the bed between her legs. There was no-one holding her shoulders this time, but it wouldn’t have mattered if they had, she still could not have escaped what was happening to her.

She knew it wasn’t the third man, the weight on her body wasn’t great enough, but the cock seemed to be filling her. She cried out in pain as the cock began stretching her pussy wider, before, in a single thrust, driving deep into her. She screamed out, but again, her screams were ignored, as the man rammed hard and fast into her, allowing her no respite. Her pussy was still lubricated from earlier, but even so, she knew this cock was not one of those who had fucked her before. It was much larger, and driving much deeper. It felt as if he were deep in her stomach, as she screamed in pain.

The man’s hands moved to lift her hips from the bed, so he could drive ever deeper.

The end came without warning. No groan, no shortness of breath, just a sudden hard, deep thrust, and she felt his cock jerking inside her, and felt his juices filling her once more.

Her head shook from side to side, pleading through the gag for them to let her go, even though she knew that it would not happen.

The man slowly pulled his cock from her pussy, and she felt him move up the bed, over her body, and then his cock was moving across her face. He was wiping it clean on her, grabbing her hair and using that to wipe the semen off his cock.

Suzie cried yet again at the humiliation of what was happening to her.

She heard the man’s footsteps move away. He had no spoken to her, had simply fucked her, used her body for his own release, and then left her to suffer alone.

She still had no idea of time. The blindfold stopped her knowing if it was day or night. If it was still night, it was a long one. And one she would prefer to forget. When they eventually let her free, she would contact the police and tell them what had happened. But she knew this was going to be futile. She hadn’t seen anyone of the four men who had raped her. Didn’t know how she had gone from the party to where ever she was now.

Even as she knew she would report it, she also knew they would never catch them.

She heard footsteps moving into the room and a voice, a voice she had not heard before.

“Is she ready?”.

“Well, she had proved fuckable. And she will get used to that. But we haven’t tried anything else yet. If you take her today, its on that understanding. However, if you pay today, and collect in, say a month, she will be ready.”

“A month? I can handle that. But she has to be marked as Mine. I don’t want you swine cheating me after I have paid you.”

“You can watch the mark go on yourself” came the reply.

“5715. can you do that?”.

Suzie was lost. She had no idea what they ere talking about, but it did appear that the men who had kidnapped her, were selling her to someone else. Surely. This couldn’t happen. Not in the 21st century?

“We can do it. Will take half an hour to arrange, then you can see your property marked”

“Okay” from the voice she hadn’t heard before. “Mark her, and get her ready. You have one month. If she isn’t ready by then, you know what to do.”

One of the men laughed aloud.

“We know. Waste of a good fuck piece though”.

The footsteps moved away from Suzie, leaving her wondering what they were talking about. Marked? Marked how?  And what was 5715?

A little while later Suzie heard the footsteps coming back. As they moved closer, she felt hands on her ankles. The ropes were being untied. But before she could kick out, her ankles were roughly pulled together, and something cold and metal was wrapped around each ankle. She tried to kick, but within a few inches, she felt metal bite into her ankle. The cuffs had a mere six inches of chain between them. It would be enough to allow her to stumble. But not enough to run anywhere.

The hands then moved to lift her off the bed, but almost immediately. She was moved and leant forwards. Her hips were on the edge of the bed, but her feet did not touch the floor. Her nose was now just where the men’s cum had landed when it leaked from her, and she could smell it, a reminder of what she had already been through.

She guessed that with her legs this close together, they were not going to rape her again. But had she known what was coming, she would have begged them to rape her instead.

Bent over as she was, the flesh on both butt cheeks was tight. One of the men raised the heated tool and while the other men held Suzie firmly, moved the heated element to her left butt.

The scream, so shrill, it escaped the gag. The pain. Like nothing she had felt before, burning. Suzie blacked out, as the hot iron was held in place for ten seconds, before ice was held over the burn. Her flesh had turned black, where the iron had permanently burned the numbers 5715 into her butt. She didn’t even know that the other cheek was also burned.

Forever, no matter how long Suzie lived. Both butt cheeks would now bear her new number, emblazoned on it for life. Branded, like just another piece of cattle or chattel.

The brand would stay with her for the rest of her life.

Lifting her from where she had slumped. And laying her on the bed, facer down, the men left her alone again. They now had one month in which to train her, or else. The or else didn’t bear thinking about. There were already two graves hidden in the grounds. They didn’t want a third. She would learn. Regardless.

For the next two days Suzie was either left with her ankles chained, or she was spread out on the bed and raped. She lost count of the times she had been abused, and neither screaming or struggling could stop it.

There seemed to be several men taking her, sometimes one immediately after another, sometimes at separate times. There was no let up. Her inner thighs were bruised, but the worst pain came from her butt cheeks,  the brand was slowly healing, but would take some time yet, and having someone’s weight pressing down on it was not helping.

At one stage she had felt a needle enter her arm, and she began to drift. Nothing seemed to matter to her for some time. The man, or men, abusing her pussy didn’t matter. She lost track of everything happening to her, even though she could still feel the cocks as they pounded in and out of her pussy.

The gag was taken off, but Suzie couldn’t scream. Her mind had accepted there would be no escape, and after the needle, she couldn’t have escaped even had she been free to do so. Her body had no energy, as she lay feeling the man on top of her fuck her hard and fast. She made no attempt to push him off, even as she knew he was cumming deep in her pussy.

On the third day she was moved from the bedroom to a smaller room. Again, she felt a needle enter her, and the light headedness returned. Her hands were now free, only the chains on her ankles bound her. She sat in a corner of the room, languishing, waiting for whatever would happen next. To happen.

She knew that at one stage, someone had thrust their cock into her mouth, but she had not done anything to stop it. She had simply knelt where she was, his hand on the back of her head, pulling her forwards as he pressed deep into her throat. She had gagged, but had made no real attempt to stop what was happening. Even as he emptied his cock deep in her throat, forcing her to swallow, she did nothing.

Suzie had been given food, but she couldn’t remember what it was. She had eaten it, but she didn’t recall exactly what it was she was eating.

Several more times needles had been pushed into her arms, and she guessed that was why she was so lethargic. But the attempts to get free, the screaming, had all stopped. Her body was used at will. Even though she could now see their faces, she didn’t recognise them, and couldn’t remember them.

Whenever the door to her room opened, she simply waited to see what abuse she would get. There was nothing sacrosanct about her body now. Her pussy, her mouth, and even her arse, were all being abused regularly, but none of that seemed to matter. As long as they gave her whatever was in the needle, she would do whatever they wanted.

The drug had been perfected in Colombia, and had a trace of morphine in it, enough to produce lethargy, and it could become addictive, but in itself was simply a behaviour drug. Once administered a few times, the victims behaviour could be altered, and they would do things naturally that they would not normally do.

This was what Suzie was being given. With great success. The last two injections had actually not contained any drugs at all. The needle was already depressed before it entered her arm. They simply pumped some of her own blood out, and then pumped it back into her. Her mind was doing the rest. She was totally compliant, and would happily give herself when needed.

Only twice before had they used this drug on their victims, and only on Suzie to get her to accept her fate. She had been a lesbian a week before. Now, it didn’t matter who it was, or what they wanted of her.

Suzie herself had lost track of time completely. She had no idea how long she had been held captive. She knew there would be no escape, and no rescue. They could have given her a phone. But she would not have known where to tell people she was. She had arrived in the dark,. In the boot of a car, had been kept blindfolded for a long time, and then placed in her own small room. As far as she knew, she could be anywhere in the country.

Over the next three weeks Suzie’s body was fucked regularly. They had stopped giving her the drug, and had stopped even faking it. When her door opened, she did what was required of her, without a fight. If they lay her on her stomach, she spread her legs wide, and waited patiently until she felt a cock at the entrance to her arse, and then pushed up to meet it. If someone stood in front of her, she knelt and opened her mouth in readiness.

The lesbian had gone, and in her place was a subservient and obedient slut.

At the end of the fourth week Suzie was pulled from her room and taken to an office. She could see a man standing there, but could not see his face.

“Is she ready?”. She had heard the voice before, of that she was sure, but she could not place it. It was certainly no-one she knew personally.

“Yes, she is ready.” This voice she did recognise, as one of her captors.

“Show me”. Again the voice.

Suzie was instructed to get on her knees. Without hesitation she obeyed, knowing what was expected of her. A man appeared in front of her, his trousers unzipped.

Without thinking, Suzie placed her hand inside his trousers and began to stroke his cock, pulling it from it’s hiding place. She began by simply kissing the end of the head, before opening her mouth and allowing it to enter her. Her tongue slid up and down it’s length, as she tasted the cock’s first secretion. Within minutes her head was moving backwards and forwards, taking the whole of the cock inside her mouth, forcing it to the back of her throat. Occasionally, she stopped with just the head of the cock between her lips, and sucked hard on it, feeling the man squirm, before allowing it to sink back into her mouth.

She could hear the man groaning, knew he would soon fill her mouth, but she made no effort to move away. She started to move faster, ramming her face into his groin, as she took as much of his cock as she could, feeling it jerk in her mouth, and the thick salty taste of his juices flooding her throat. None was lost, as she drank greedily.

Only when she was sure he was dry, did Suzie allow the, now flaccid, cock slip from her mouth.

The man who had stood and watched spoke again.

“Okay. I will take her. Get her ready. I want two more. Can you handle that?”.

“We can get them for you. Our contact has already lined up a few possibilities. It was her that pointed us in this girl’s direction. “.

“Good. Now get her ready. I want to leave tonight.”

Suzie was lifted to her feet again, and marched out of the office. The taste of the man was still in her mouth as she was escorted to a different part of the building.

She was sat in a chair and the familiar needle appeared. Willingly, she held out her arm, as the needle was pressed deep into a vein.

Her head exploded in bright light, and then blackness, as she slumped in the chair.

“She will have a headache when that wears off”. One of the men laughed. .”Now get her in the box, he wants to leave shortly, and get Carole to set the next one up. I do hope this one enjoys her time in Hong Kong. I hear the brothels over there are always busy.”.