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Trapped in Hell - Chapter One
🕑 Added 2020-05-03 23:55:31 +0000 UTC“Saya, can’t you be professional for five minutes?” Brian heard those words and opened his eyes. That awful bag they’d put over his head was gone and the effects of the stuff it was soaked with were quickly wearing off now. When the memory of what had happened set in, Brian’s body convulsed in shock, being held into place by even more restraints than they had applied before. They had kidnapped him and brought him to some… strange place! He looked around furiously, whimpering some unintelligible curses. The girls seemed to fully ignore his presence.
“Fuck, Kira, I have professionally teased him for a year straight, I professionally helped you with his extraction, very professionally have I also restrained him here with you and now I’m gonna give myself a professional orgasm cause I’ve been fucking wet the whole time!” Only now did Brian realize Saya was pleasuring herself next to him, occasionally letting her eyes wander up and down his bound body. “You must excuse her, Brian”, Akira said, finally acknowledging him, “The restraining part always gets her sooo horny!” She let him hear her cutest giggle and carefully ran her fingers through his hair. “You’re such a hypocrite!”, Saya replied, breathing heavy now, “As if these hot latex outfits alone aren’t enough to get you all turned on, too!”
Brian didn’t know what to think anymore. Were these crazy fetish nurses actually arguing while one of them masturbated to the sight of him all tied up? “Sure… I admit it, I just love that feeling on my skin! But we should at least give Brian here a proper welcome! So… Welcome Brian! From this day on, you’re a proud inmate of Bondage Asylum! Oh, don’t bother struggling, if you should know one thing about our services by now it’s that we’re good at inescapable bondage! The name kind of implies that. As by your own request, formalized via that contract you signed, you will be kept here, fully restrained at all times, and teased by our skillful stuff and your very own, personal caretakers. You know, the persons in full control of every aspect of your life now…” Akira kept caressing his head while Saya’s breath got faster. Brian was still wondering who she was talking about but had no intention to find out. He had heard and seen enough and all he wanted was to be let out so he could spend some money on regular working girls and release all the pent-up cum from his balls. He stared at Kira and protested into the gag.
“I know you’re excited to meet them”, was her reply, “You know, in one of the many conversations you had with our dear Kimber, you have pointed out how important the absolute loss of autonomy was in your fantasies. You described your ideal domme as a true sadist, finding pleasure only in torturing and denying you. According to your wish, we have absolutely spared no expense to find, acquire and train the very persons responsible for your treatment for that indefinite amount of time you’ve agreed to. We had to make sure to choose someone with absolutely no reason to go easy on you. To be more precise: someone with enough hatred towards you to make your life a living hell. Just as you wanted it to be!”
Brian’s heart was pounding, and he couldn’t even tell if it was with horror or excitement. When he cried out in his gag, his straining muscles once more kept immobile by thick leather straps, Saya locked eyes with him. And by her slightly opened mouth, the absent gaze she was eyeing him with and her soft, deep moaning, he could tell it was his look of sheer helplessness and desperation that had just sent her over the edge.
