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I went in the beauty salon for my regular appointment. It was a Saturday morning and I had a standing appointment every six weeks. I got there and went straight back to get my hair washed and conditioned. When I was there, like always, I went up and sat down at the hairdresser's area for her to cut and style my hair. She wasn't there when I sat down, so I waited a few minutes to get back. It was no big deal, I figured she had gone on a quick break or run to the restroom really quick. After about 15 minutes and she was still no where around I was beginning to get worried. I was about to get up and go ask where she was when two very large men walked up to me and told me stay seated and to stay quiet, not to say anything and everything would be fine. Not to let on to anyone around that anything was wrong and nothing bad would happen to anyone innocent. As I sat there with a dazed look on my face, both men cuffed my wrists and ankles to the chair so there is no way I can get up now. Now one of the men go up to the front and make an announcement that there is a situation being handled back in booth 19, and that there is no reason to be scared or afraid, that the situation is under control and everyone needs to just go about their business as usual as the other man grabs cotton out of the drawer and shoves it in my mouth and places several layers of duct tape over my mouth gagging me now. The man making the announcement then returns with the hairdresser. One man holds the hairdresser in place as the other man grabs a pair of scissors and quickly and precisely cuts off all my clothes. All of my clothes are now in slithers on the floor below me, to be swept up with the hair. I can't even look down to see because within a coupe of minutes there is a wide leather collar strapped around my neck and locked in place. The hairdresser then cuts my hair, but the men don't let her dry it. Once it is cut, the men me from the chair, cuff my ankles together, cuff my wrists to my collar and lead me back to where they wash your hair, laid me across the arms of the chair so my hips were protruding they washed and shaved my pussy completely bare. One of the men leaned down and said "if you talk, moan, scream, or make any sound, you will regret it". He then removed the duct tape and cotton from my mouth and quickly replaced it with a metal ring gag and forced it behind my teeth and strapped it behind my head and buckled it in place, then he closed the ring with an inflatable cock gag an locked it in place and began pumping it until my mouth was completely filled. I was then stood back up and one man held me in place, while the other reached in to the overhead bin and got the rope out. He then began looping it and tying the knots very strategically around my torso and tits so my tits were completely hard and standing straight out. I was then walked out to the front of the beauty salon and locked to a hook in the floor so I could not move. then there was a sign put on the front desk that simply stated "make her wet, make her drip, but DO NOT make her cum!. She is yours for using, but NOT for the taking. She will be at your disposal for the rest of the day today. For the final show, be here before closing, any suggestions, leave in the suggestion box". He then attached the knee spreader bar so there was no way I could buckle my knees, then they both fingering my clean shaven pussy until you could hear my wetness. They pulled their fingers out and smeared my wetness on my hard red/purple nipples and left me there. Every few minutes, either a man or a woman and sometimes both were either fingering my pussy, pinching my nipples, pinching my pussy lips, licking my nipples, sometimes even biting them or chewing on them. Every touch, no matter how light or how hard sent an electrical shock through my body that I had never felt before. My pussy was throbbing to cum, my chest was heaving with each breathe. I just knew the next touch would make me cum, explode. Between each person torturing me, I was still trying to figure out why this was happening to me. Why had these men tracked me down at the beauty salon, I didn't owe anyone any money, I didn't run with bad people. But the few seconds I had to think about it I came up with nothing. These people loved messing with me, they loved having their fingers, multiple fingers inside my smooth, shaven, dripping wet pussy, rubbing and pinching my clit between their fingers. Making me want to scream at the top of my lungs but I cant with this inflatable gag in my mouth getting pumped every so often. Making my pussy get dripping wet and having it drip down my inner thighs and making my chest heave and breathe fast, making the rope that confines my rock hard breasts tighter. The two men walk back in and walk up to me. One begins to set up a camera while the other walks up and begins to insert a butt plug. Once the camera is set up, the men set up a standing dildo/vibrator in front of me and turn it on a low speed, put the butt plug on a low charge, leaned over to me and said "rules still apply slut NO cumming, we're watching you"...(to be continued)
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