Her spiraling thoughts were interrupted by two fingers thrust inside her, causing her to whimper at the unwelcome intrusion. They were assaulting her now, there was no denying that this was rapidly getting out of control, that Cleo was well and truly trapped by the women in her apartment to whom she had apparently been 'sold' to in some way.
"So tight." Alex bit her lip a little as she continued to thrust her fingers in and out of Cleo, ignoring the tears on her cheeks and the whimpers that could barely be heard by the gagging measures in her mouth, "And so wet already, I slid right in. The bitch gets off on this, don't you?"
Cleo shook her head, back arching as Alex's thumb pressed hard against her clit and rubbed it furiously, forcing her body to start displaying the unwanted signs of arousals completely against her will. The red-haired woman pinning her left leg down chuckled nastily as she watched Cleo's breathing grow faster and her juices start to drip around the digits assaulting her.
"I beg to differ you little slut, look at the state of you..." Stella shook her head, "What do you think Emma, is she enjoying it?"
Emma lifted her head to look at Cleo, the ginger meeting her eyes with a pleading look even as desire began to swamp her features and her mind against everything her rational brain was feeling and thinking. This seemed her only way to go out of this, she had probably found herself in this position herself. Maybe Emma would help her convince these women that she didn't want this and they'd let her go.
"Yes mistress." Emma said simply, smiling softly as Cleo felt her heart break knowing that she wouldn't help her, "Who wouldn't enjoy being pleasured by Mistress Alex?"
Cleo felt a familiar knot starting to tighten in her gut as Alex's fingers continued to aggressively fuck her, but unlike every other time she had felt like this, Cleo didn't want that release, that feeling of ecstasy and floating. Because that would mean that that Alex had won, that she could do whatever she wanted to her, and she couldn't control her own bodies responses to it. She would lose herself to these women, lose her identity. Cleo had to fight it.
"What do you think Stella, should I show her just how little choice she has now, or should we wait until we get her home for that?" Alex smirked, pushing Cleo right to the very edge of climax and reveling at the smothered moan that her new pet couldn't hold back.
"Let's wait." Stella grinned, "Don't break her too quickly, it's not nearly as much fun if you do."
"I'm glad you agree." Alex pulled her fingers from Cleo, Cleo whimpering as she wiped the traitorous juices of her betraying body onto her cheeks and under her nose, forcing her to smell the arousal that she had generated against her will.
"Let's get her ready for transport."
Transport? Oh no... please god no... they were really going to take her away from her home... from her life... from Beth.
Beth.
She should have told her that she loved her. Now it was too late.
Stella and Emma took an ankle each, fastening a leather cuff to it before bending Cleo's legs back until they were against her chest. Alex pulled a long thin chain from the bag, clipping one end to the left cuff and threading it through the framework of the bed before connecting the other end to her right ankle cuff. It left Cleo completely helpless, legs spread in the air and exposing every hole to the women whose gazes burned into her. Cleo sobbed at her helplessness and the humiliation of being so exposed to the strangers. Why were they doing this to her? Couldn't they just let her go?
"I bet this isn't the first time you've had your legs behind your head is it?" Alex smirked, leaning forward and tracing her finger around Cleo's asshole. Cleo bucked as the finger slid inside her tight sphincter, starting to pump slowly and painfully into her previously unviolated hole, "Although this is the first time that someone has been in here isn't it? Don't worry, you've been a good girl. I'll take it nice and easy on you. This time."
Cleo squirmed in pain as a second finger pushed past the tight muscle, Alex's fingers still pumping into her as she cried and screamed despite the gag in her mouth, her pleas for Alex to stop completely lost to all. Stella pulled a butt plug from the bag, about an inch in diameter at its thickest point and began to smother it in lube, humming happily as she worked. Cleo sobbed as Alex's fingers continued to move inside her ass, spreading and pushing against the tight muscles as Cleo felt her hole widen for the woman violating her. It hurt so much, she just wanted her to stop. Her brief relief when Alex removed her fingers was quickly squashed as she felt the now lubed plug press against her now looser hole. That didn't mean she was ready to take this toy, a strangled cry emitting from behind the gag as Alex forced the plug into her, Cleo bucking and pulling against her restraints in an attempt to get away from the pain being inflicted on her.
It was a torturously long time before the plug slipped into her anus, muscles clenching around the base of the toy and holding it inside her. Why was her body doing this to her? It was so willingly compliant to everything they wanted to do to her, even though she didn't want it to be. Cleo had no time to reflect on this as she felt a vibrating egg toy be pushed forcefully into her dripping cunt and a leather strip pass between her legs, keeping the toys inside her as it attached tightly to a belt that had been fastened around her waist. The strap rubbed against her swollen clit, Cleo whimpering and trying to keep her body as still as possible to stop the low simmering and unwanted arousal from getting any worse.
"Get the cage." Alex turned to Stella, "I want to get her back as quickly as possible; I'm dying to play with my new toy."
Stella disappeared from Cleo's field of vision as she remained in the position that he had been fastened into. Her tears were pouring furiously down her cheeks as she could do nothing but wait for what these women planned to do to her next. Her head was lifted a little as a blindfold was tied tightly around her eyes, plunging her into darkness and leaving her unable to see what they would be doing to her next.
She heard the sound of rattling metal, felt hands on her as she was unfastened from her bedframe and rolled onto her back again. Her wrists were uncuffed from each other momentarily as her arms were pulled behind her back and an arm binder was forced on her. Cleo's arms were wrapped in tight leather, pulled closer and closer together as Alex took her time tightening the corset like fastening until Cleo's arms were totally immobilized, unable to bend them or move them apart from each other no matter how hard she may have tried to free herself. Cleo's shoulders ached already as her arms were kept in the painful position, feeling her ankles be pulled back together again and the cuffs around them clipped together before her legs were bent and attached to a D-ring at the base of the arm binder, leaving her hog tied and totally helpless on the bed.
Cleo wept as she waited for them, head resting on the bed as she hid her face from her assaulters. What was going to become of her now? What were they going to do to her? Cleo yelped and jolted as she felt the egg that had been forced into her whirr into life on it's lowest setting, shaking her head softly as it did. She should have fought back... she should have tried to get away from, maybe she would have gotten away, been able to get help from one of her neighbors. Instead, here she was. Bound and gagged, totally helpless and at the mercy of sadistic women that apparently owned her. A stiff leather collar was fastened around her neck, thicker than the one Emma had been wearing and rendering her incapable of turning her head.
"There now. Perfect." Alex purred in Cleo's ear, "Let's get you home pet, then your training can begin. I hope you enjoy your little treat on the way there, good girls get certain privileges as you'll soon learn. But they never get to come without my say so. Do you understand?"
Cleo nodded. It was a lie. She didn't understand any of this. She certainly didn't want this supposed 'reward' from Alex. Cleo wanted them to go, she wanted them to free her, she wanted to tell Beth that she loved her too...
Cleo was lifted from the bed and lowered onto a cold metal surface, feeling metal grating press into her from the sides and from above as the tightness of her predicament became clear. Trapped. She was trapped. They were going to take her away from her home, from her job, from Beth... someone had to notice she was missing, they had to know that she wouldn't just disappear. Someone would come looking for her, all she had to do was hang on, play along until they came to get her.
