Youre Mine Now Pt 04

Beth was awoken from an uneasy and uncomfortable sleep by a sharp pain in her neck. She went to instinctively pull away the source of the pain (the collar around her neck) but her arms remained pinned behind her in the armbinder, Beth realising that they had gone numb from the tightness of the restraint. Memories of her captivity flooded her mind as the pain subsided, Beth groaning softly, muted by the large, painful gag still in her mouth as she realised it hadn't all been a terrible dream.

"This really is an efficient little toy." Alex mused, waving the remote for Beth's shock collar tauntingly, "Maybe I should fit all of my whores with one..."

Cleo went pale at the suggestion, woken by the strangled and muffled cry of pain next to her. God no. It was bad enough that Beth had been forced to wear one, but the idea of having one around her own neck...

"It all depends on whether you continue with your newfound belligerence, doesn't it?" Alex's tone was mocking as she squatted to look at a trembling Cleo, "That muzzle is amazingly arousing I must say, seeing a bitch put in place has always driven me wild... I think I'll be putting it back on you once you've been cleaned up."

Cleo whimpered as Alex's fingers grazed along the leather wrapped tightly around her head. She hated this thing and how claustrophobic it made her feel and hated even more that it was so arousing to the people who had inflicted it on her.

Alex pushed herself to her feet again, signaling to Stella to get Cleo whilst she roughly dragged Beth from her cage. Beth gasped as her weight was put on her feet, crumpling almost immediately at the intense pain in them. It was then that she remembered the way that Alex had beaten them, the exhausted haze of her horrendous treatment seeming to have muted the pain as she had stumbled back to her cage yesterday (at least... she thought it was yesterday...). Alex glared down at Beth, going to yank her back to her feet again, but paused briefly as Beth shook her head furiously with a pleading look on her face. Frowning, Alex grabbed one of Beth's ankles and yanked it upwards, causing Beth to fall backwards with a grunt.

"Oh I had forgotten about these..." Alex chuckled, eyes running over the dark bruises on the soles of Beth's feet, "No matter. Today won't require any standing on your part. Stella I'll swap you, this one needs to be carried, she'll just slow us down otherwise and our company arrives in a few hours. We can't keep them waiting just because Beth has a hard time remembering her place."

Beth felt ice run through her veins as her eyes widened in fear. Company? There were more of them? Beth didn't think this could possibly get worse, but she knew she was about to find out that it could

always

get worse.

Stella said nothing as she pulled Cleo violently forward by the muzzle harness around her head, leaving the redhead stood shaking in front of Alex as she bent down and fastened Beth's ankle cuffs together, hauling the struggling and terrified brunette over her shoulder with ease. Beth tried to mentally map out the twisting corridors as she was carried to wherever it was they were heading next, but whatever mapping was going on in her head was driven out by Stella's intruding fingers between her legs. The hand she wasn't using to hold Beth on her shoulder drew through Beth's folds, causing Beth to buck and protest angrily as she tried in vain to wriggle free of her.

Stella's finger easily found Beth's clit, starting to tease the bundle of nerves as Beth protested furiously behind her gag, unwanted desire starting to drip from her centre as arousal coursed through her. Stella chuckled at Beth's muffled fury, fingers rubbing and tugging and pinching at Beth's clitoris as she carried the struggling young woman who was starting to breath more heavily and drip down her shoulder with every motion.

Frustrated tears slipped down Beth's cheeks as she writhed. She hated not being able to fight back, hated that her body continued to respond this way when she didn't want it too, and most of all hated the women who had brought her here. By the time they had reached the white tiled room that seemed to be her destination, Beth was once again drooling around the gag in her mouth, panting with need as Stella's hand withdrew from between her legs. It wasn't fair. She didn't have a hope at fighting back when they kept her restrained and helpless like this. What she would give for this to be a fair fight.

Beth was dumped on the cold tiled floor, groaning as she landed awkwardly on her left side and jarred her aching backside where the brand had place. Cleo had been led into the room first and Alex was already busy releasing her from the arm binder before fastening her wrists into the handcuffs that hung from a chain at waist height. Cleo had been through this once before and knew what was coming, resigned as she simply stood there and waited for the inevitable. A jangling of chains caught Beth's attention as she looked over at Cleo, eyes widening as she watched her be hoisted off the ground, hands above her head and toes only just brushing the ground as she hung helpless like a piece of meat. A wide spreader bar was attached between her ankles leaving her exposed and vulnerable before the muzzle was finally tugged from her head.

"Please mistress." Cleo begged, voice a little hoarse, "Please don't put that back on me. I'll be good I promise."

Beth looked away from Cleo as her stomach knotted at the way her girlfriend so easily submitted to the vile woman. She understood why Cleo did, but that didn't make it easy to watch. It seemed so alien to Beth, such a sharp contrast to the no-nonsense, straight-talking woman she had fallen in love with.

"Oh Cleo..." Alex shook her head pityingly, "You beg so prettily, but have you ever known me to be persuaded

not

to do something?"

Cleo whimpered letting her head drop in defeat. She way have only been here a week but she knew that arguing the matter would only make things worse.

Beth felt the arm binder give away, arms falling numb and useless by her side as she was rolled onto her back. She groaned as weight was put on her aching and branded backside, the cold floor actually seeming to soothe it a little; it was a welcome change from all the pain that she had experienced lately. Handcuffs were fastened around her wrists, and Beth grunted as she too was hoisted off the ground, struggling a little as she hung there, exposed to all of them as a spreader bar was fastened into place. The imposing ball gag was removed at long last, Beth moving her jaw to ease the aches in it, glowering at Stella who stood before her.

"My shoulder is damp from all your whore juice y'know?" Stella arched an eyebrow, finger reaching out to lazily trace around one of Beth's nipples.

Beth jerked away, a snarl forming on her lips, "Maybe you shouldn't feel up a woman that you've tossed over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes then."

Beth yelped as the pain came in her neck again, stronger than before and lasting a few seconds longer. Alex was shaking her head as Beth slumped a little in the restraints, breathing heavily as the pain subsided.

"It's such a shame I'm going to have to take this off for a while and replace it with a boring one..." She mused, Beth glaring at her as Alex's fingers wrapped through the D-ring on her collar and pulled her forward, "But water and electricity are a lethal combination, and I have no desire to kill you when we're having so much fun."

Beth bit back a comment, having no desire to be shocked again before the collar was removed. She settled instead for a glowering look as Alex released the collar from her neck, fixing one that matched Emma and Cleo's around her throat instead.

"Let's get them cleaned up. My guests are expecting clean girls and they are both far from that."

At her words, ice cold water began to thunder upon the two suspended women from above, Beth shrieking in surprise as her back arched, Cleo tensed and waiting for it. Once they were soaked, the water stopped, both women shivering and gasping as the cold water had driven the air from their lungs. Hands began to lather Beth's hair roughly, Beth grunting as her scalp burned. More hands scrubbed her down with a washcloth but unlike every other activity that she endured since she got here, this was gentle almost caring as her body was cleaned of every trace of the horror that had befallen it before.

This made Beth incredibly nervous rather than soothed, she had learnt very quickly that nothing came without a price here. She was being prepared for 'guests' whatever that meant, and Beth had a feeling it meant nothing good. Once she was clean and her hair shampooed, the water was turned on again until all traces of soap and shampoo were gone, Beth trembling from the cold that seemed to penetrate her bones, teeth chattering.

"There, isn't that better?" Alex hummed, lifting Beth's chin with her finger. Beth said nothing, hating that she did actually feel a little better now despite the ache in her shoulders from being hung like this.

The feeling didn't last long as Alex's hand pushed roughly against her folds, a vibrating egg forced deep inside her and turned up to its highest setting. Beth let out an involuntary groan at this as fabric beginning to rub roughly through her folds, adding to the overwhelming stimulation. Beth bucked and squirmed, arousal stirred within her once again. Alex simply smirked, fisting her hand into Beth's wet hair as she held her still. Beth was soon panting with need, tears on her cheeks as she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to block out the feelings of desire that were coursing through her. She knew that Cleo could see and hear her, and somehow that made it all worse. Cleo could see how helpless and pathetic she was as she stifled a moan at the stimulation. She didn't want Cleo to see this.

"I can see you fighting it back, c'mon you little slut, come for me like I know you want to." Alex hissed, pulling Beth's hair harder as her hand moved more vigorously against Beth's now swollen folds and throbbing clit.

The stimulation was driving Beth wild and she wanted to hold back her orgasm, determined not to satisfy Alex, but with this level of intense stimulation Beth couldn't fight it any longer and came into the fabric that had been pushed between her legs with a loud, soul-crushing moan. Alex wiped all traces of Beth's arousal and ejaculation from her thighs and her folds with the cloth still in her hand and let go of her hair, moving away from Beth as she slumped defeatedly in her restraints. The egg still buzzed furiously inside her, Beth trying to writhe furiously enough to dislodge it, but her body had clenched around it, only making the whole thing more mortifying.

Cleo winced as Alex yanked her head back by her hair, tears flowing as her heart clenched with guilt, the sound of Beth's climatic and tortured moan still bouncing around her head. Beth was being put through the same hell she was, and if she had been stronger it need never have happened. What a mess this whole thing was.

"Open your mouth." Alex's instruction was stern, and Cleo complied immediately, still hoping that if she did exactly what she was told that the muzzle would be forgotten about.

Cleo gagged as the cloth that had been used moments ago to collect the fluid leaking from her trapped and tortured girlfriend was forced into her mouth, her sob muffled by it as she felt the muzzle harness, now with the ball gag removed, be fastened tightly around her head again. Beth's familiar taste coated her tongue and made her guilt swell, pain filled teary eyes meeting Alex's cruel green ones.

"You're going to spend the day being able to taste your little whore girlfriend whilst being reminded that she gave that up to me and everyone else that feels like it." Alex grinned.

Something inside Cleo snapped, her emotions shifting from panic and guilt to anger as she fought furiously against her restraints, nostrils flared and eyes wild. It was one thing when they were using and abusing her, but to treat Beth like this was starting to really piss her off, no matter how scared she was of them.

"Woah I guess Red here does have a temper to match her hair!" Stella chuckled, "We just needed to find the right buttons to press."

Stella stood behind Cleo, pulling her against her as she roughly groped at her chest, Cleo grunting as Stella began to pull and pinch at her nipples.

"I'm sorry, are you feeling left out is that it?" Alex mocked, "How about I give you some attention now hm? Give you a good fucking, show Beth how it's really done?"

"Leave her alone." Beth spat, still writhing against the furious vibrating between her legs, "Just leave her alone already."

Alex smirked dangerously as she turned back to Beth, walking over to her at a leisurely place, rolling her right nipple between her finger and thumb as Beth grunted and tried to pull away from her.

"Would you rather have my whole attention, is that it?" Alex began to twist Beth's erect nipple, Beth's nostrils flaring with pain as she clenched her jaw shut, determined not to make a sound, "Don't you worry little one, you will be the centre of attention all night, I guarantee that."

Beth winced as her nipple was released, a sigh of relief passing her lips as the egg was removed at last, watching as Cleo was dropped unceremoniously onto the floor and the handcuffs removed, her eyes meeting Beth's with an emotion she couldn't quite place; perhaps a mixture of grief and anger (not at Beth but at what Alex and Stella were about to subject her to). Beth's stomach flipped as fear gripped her; what exactly were Alex and her company going to do to her?

Cleo was dragged from the room, Beth left to hang in stasis on her own. She struggled furiously, trying by some miracle to shake herself loose and get out of here. Cleo had seemed terrified of what was to come, and Beth had no desire to find out exactly what was waiting for her today.

"Hey!" Beth yelled, "Get your asses back here! You're gonna be so sorry when I get out of here, I'm gonna kill you!"

Beth writhed and yelled for what felt like hours, shoulders throbbing and voice hoarse but still belligerent as Alex stormed back into the room. A hard slap connected with Beth's cheek, her skin burning as she hissed, tears pricking in the corner of her eyes.

"I do not like having to mark my property before I put it on display, but I will not have you screaming like a hooligan, do I make myself clear?" Alex spat, fingers digging hard into Beth's chin as she turned her head to face her again.

"Go fuck yourself." Beth growled, "I am

never

gonna bow to you, never gonna call you 'mistress', never beg you for anything ever again!"

Alex's eyes flashed angrily, pulling Beth's head back roughly as she stared her down, "Listen to me you little bitch. You will learn your place here, I will break you down to nothing but the pathetic little cum slut you were born to be, or I will hand you over to Stella and let

her

break you. And believe me you don't want that, Stella's tastes are a little... rough for me."

Beth struggled in Alex's grip, glaring back at her as she spat in her face. Alex flinched as Beth's saliva hit her face, an angry smirk spreading across her face as she wiped it off with her thumb. Her eyes were dark with anger as she pulled Beth's head as far as it would go, hair wrapped tight around her hand.

"Oh you are going to sorely regret that." Alex hissed.

"Everything okay in here?" Stella raised an eyebrow as she appeared next to Alex.

"Our new toy here is having a difficult time adjusting to her new role. I think after tonight it would do her good to spend a week with you. Maybe you can get her to learn some respect for her betters."

Stella grinned as Beth bucked furiously in response to this, Alex still gripping her hair tightly.

"It would be my pleasure." Stella purred, "I've been dying to get my hands on this little brat since that first night, so many ways to break a belligerent bitch like this."

Stella pulled Beth against her, a hand on her throat as she smirked down at the struggling young woman. Beth could feel icy dread trickle through her at the way Stella looked at her; like a lion would look at a gazelle. Alex released Beth's hair, Beth hitting the floor with a thud and a grunt. Her handcuffs were removed but her struggling arms were quickly secured behind her with a tight, chaffing zip tie. Another zip tie was fastened around her kicking ankles before her knees were bent and the two connected together, leaving the struggling Beth hogtied and immobile.

"You freaks don't scare me, you're never going to break me!" Beth grunted, fighting against her bonds as she glared up at them.

Stella raised her eyebrow a little, "You're right, she is in need of my specific skillset."

"Go and get me that thick one and something to secure it with." Alex's tone was hard, her jaw set.

Stella chuckled as she left the room for a moment, Beth still writhing when she returned with a thick dildo and a panel gag. Beth's eyes widened as she realised what the intention was, wriggling and writhing more in a vain attempt to get away from them.

Stella handed the items to Alex before standing over Beth, straddling her as she pulled her head back sharply by her hair. Beth pressed her lips tightly shut as Alex knelt in front of her. Alex's fingers pressed hard into her cheeks, eventually forcing her mouth open and thrusting the thick plastic phallus into Beth's mouth. Beth gagged as it touched the back of her throat, completely unpracticed in having something like this in her mouth. The panel gag was tightened around her head, (her hair had dried naturally, a good indicator if the fact that she had been left for a long time) keeping the thick phallus that filled her mouth in place.

"Much better." Stella smirked, Beth still gagging a little on the sheer size of the thing as she kept struggling against her restraints, "You'd better get used to having something like that in your mouth, I plan on making good use of all of your fuck holes once we have some alone time."

Beth glowered at them, trying to hide the fear that flared in her chest. Alex just shook her head at her, face set in a hard line as she turned to Stella again.

"Take her through to the party room, I'll have Emma do her up once she's restrained properly and ready for our guests, I'm in no mood for anymore of this."

Beth was heaved, struggling furiously over Stella's shoulder again as she was carted off down the corridor. The dildo was bordering on choking her, Beth having to concentrate hard on breathing out of her nose instead, cheek still throbbing from where Alex had struck it earlier.

"We're going to have so much fun." Stella mused, free hand once again pushing it's way between Beth's legs and starting to tease her clit, Beth's struggles growing wilder as she did, "Just you and me and all my tools... you'll be desperate to grovel at my feet by the end of it."

Beth was tossed to the floor before she could find a way to growl back a response, 'oomphing' as she landed on soft carpet. Next to her was a foot, and as she craned her head upwards she found Cleo tied spread eagle to a cross shaped piece of furniture. Their eyes met, Beth able to see the frown of concern on her face. Stella cut the connecting zip tie keeping Beth's wrists and ankles together before dragging her along the carpet towards a table, Beth struggling the whole way there, trying to kick herself free. She was hoisted towards the table and the metal contraption that was waiting for her. Beth balked at the sight of it, not needing to be a genius to figure out it was a kind of stockade, one that would keep her wide open and locked in a doggy style position for god only knew how long for god only knew what. Beth writhed in Stella's arms, Stella grunting with the effort of keeping hold of her.