It seemed like it had been ten years until B came back. He was joined by his equally large, dressed in all-black friends called A and C. accompanied with a delivery driver. I wondered what a delivery driver was doing here until they untied my boyfriend from the ceiling and dragged him out of the house.
That was the last time I ever saw him. Hopefully he got free from this screwed up criminal underworld.
I was picked up and finally untied. I exhaled a sigh of relief, my jaw and limbs in a constant ache. I could barely walk as my pussy and ass were in so much agony. However I was glad my plug was removed.
C put all my clothes in the laundry machine while A thoroughly bathed me, feeling free to grab my loose tits a few times.
After I was squeaky clean from B's and my cum, I was put into a super short, pink nightie made out of a thin silk with feeble lace straps that sat on my shoulders. Anytime I would bend it would flash my crack.
A and C sat me down on the couch before sitting behind me. Their hands gripped and glided down my thighs. I was wet in minutes.
B stood in front of us.
"Now now gents. You'll have plenty of time screwing her later." A grin formed underneath his mask.
"I called X." He said. A and C went quiet.
"Who's X?" I asked. I played along because I knew there was no escape for me.
"X is our leader. We will train you to be a slave for him." A explained.
"What?!" I jumped up, outraged. C dragged me back down next to him.
"You thought we would leave? We're selling you and that wimp boyfriend of your's. You won't see him again, he has to undergo... different training." B winked and A chuckled.
"Enough chitchat, send her to bed for the night." I was heaved up in the two brutes' arms and could only think about my future. I wondered how I could escape. I wondered if I could save my boyfriend.
My thoughts were rudely interrupted once I arrived in the bedroom. The windows had been boarded up with strong, fresh planks of wood. The beds and tables had been removed, leaving only a bed frame and thin mattress looking like it had been taken from an asylum. Stains of yellow and white coated it. I grimaced.
"Any fighting and we'll have to get physical." C put his meaty hand on my shoulder. My mind raced and adrenaline surged into my body. I elbowed C, hard, in the ribs. I dashed out of the bedroom, evading a distracted B and leapt out of the door. Tire tracks were left on the trail, possibly from my boyfriend's kidnapper. A separate pickup truck stood proudly where my car used to be, now long gone.
I powered through the forest, not stopping at the fading away shouts. I thought i got away, until a sharp pain attacked my ankles and I tripped onto the floor, bashing my head on a broken branch. I regained my surroundings and realised I tripped over a thin wire the goons had set as a trap. It was too late.
They puffed, grabbing me.
"NO-" Before I could cry out, my soaked panties from my skirt outfit were stuffed in my mouth, sealed in with black electric tape. It was then wound around my wrists and elbows.
A stood in front of me while C stood behind me.
"You'll get your chance now boys." I heard B's voice from a few feet away. He came into view, a big bottle of oil in his hands.
In a matter of seconds, he sprayed the whole thing on us. I couldn't run because A and C had pinned me between them. I could feel their hard cocks pressing against my body. They were much larger than B's, longer than a pencil.
We were all lathered and lubed.
"Bring her back when you're done." B walked away.
A and C began to hastily press into me from both sides. My muffled cries and groans only turned them on more because they increased their pace. Their cocks were pounding in and out of me, slippery and wet.
My small stature was pushed between them with each thrust. I was the tennis ball and they were the players.
A came first, his first few squirts in my pussy and the last few on my face and in my eyes. I closed them, crying from the stinging pain. C shoved me down on the floor and worked on my ass, pressing really hard. A stood over my head, dripping drops of cum like a faucet on my neck and nightie.
C then tore off the soft garment, leaving me naked on the forest floor.
After ten more minutes of pounding, C finally injected my anus with his hot cum, leaving his penis inside until he stopped squirting.
"Get her up." C then put me in a headlock. I passed out in less than five seconds.
It was daylight when I awoke. I was gladly bathed again, but bound in a blue nightie to all four corners of the bed. The skirt of the nightie had ridden up and I could see my red pussy, aching for more sex. I jolted against my bonds, calling out for help.
