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The Making of a Serving Doll
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The girls in that picture simply sat on bicycle saddles. It was a picture taken for a song by Queen, called Bicycle Race.
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 25: Escape
Caroline tried not to weep, but she still had tears in her eyes. Not so much because of the pain, that was kind of bearable now. Her butt was still a bit hot, her breasts were itching and her crotch was glowing. But she felt humiliated and being in the hallway naked, did not help at all. Vince had let her go in search of the bathroom herself after locking her cuffs together. With her arms behind her back and only able to take little steps, she was going through the hallway in search of a bathroom. The prospect of going back to the gym made it even worse. Vince was going to put her on an exercise bike with a dildo inside her? It was dreadful and it disgusted her.
Someone passed her and slapped her on her butt. Nobody seemed to care about that as she was wearing a bad girl collar. She felt diminished, lost and a little desperate at this point.
“You look like you could use some help,” said a guy who approached her from behind. He stepped in front of her and smiled at her.
“I’m fine,” she said softly.
“What’s your name?” asked the guy. “I am Dick,” he added, “Dick Malfort”.
What kind of name is that, thought Caroline to herself. But then she replied and introduced herself.
“Caroline, nice to meet you, pretty name for a pretty girl,” smiled the guy. Caroline felt very uneasy and tried to move on, hoping he would not come with her to the bathroom. She even hoped somebody else was there to help her.
“Hey, are you sure you are alright?” said Dick, while moving in front of her again to block her path. He glanced at her tits, which still showed clear signs of having been hit with something.
“Did you like that?” he asked while indicating at her tits.
“No, I didn’t,” she said while shaking her head.
“I can imagine,” he said and then he bent a little closer to her, while first looking around to see if they were alone. “Hey listen, you seem to be in trouble and I kind of made it my job to help damsels in distress. I know a way out of here.”
Caroline frowned and also looked around, but then she slowly shook her head.
“Don’t tell me you like it so much, you want to stay?” he said, still speaking softly. “I know a much better place, with people that can really help you.”
“Where is this place?” she asked, feeling somewhat curious. And he was right about one thing, she didn’t like it here at all at this moment. Her chest and buttocks ached, her arms were tied and she was walking around naked. She hated it here!
Dick noticed her angry expression and moved in. He stepped beside her and put his arm around her shoulders.
“Come, let me take care of you,” he said while smiling gently. “You are way too pretty for a horrible place like this.”
Caroline had no idea if this was wise. She hardly knew anything anymore. She had so many doubts about what she had gotten herself into, that she didn’t know right from wrong anymore. The guy was friendly and at least he seemed to care for her. Which was something she desperately needed right now. So she let him guide her down another hallway, to a service elevator and using a special card, he took her down to the basement.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked, still feeling uncertain about all this.
“Out,” he said, “I am taking you out of here. There’s a service exit in the basement.”
“Can you release my cuffs?” she asked hopeful. He checked her cuffs and apparently her ankle cuffs were only clipped and could be released. But her wrist cuffs were locked.
“Sorry, I don’t have the keys for that. But we’ll take care of that soon enough.”
He took out his phone and began to make a call. As they both walked out of the elevator in a dimly lit basement, she heard him talking with someone.
“Hey, it’s me. I’ve got a girl that desperately needs to be saved. Can you bring a ride?” There was a pause and Caroline glanced at him while he held his arm loosely around her shoulder. He walked a little faster than was comfortable for her, but she kept up with him, careful where she placed her bare feet on the cold and dirty concrete floor. But at least she didn’t have to shuffle anymore since he had released her ankle cuffs.
“The service entrance at the back, yes… see you soon,” spoke Dick in his phone and then he hung up.
“Help is underway,” he said to her with a big smile. She nodded back at him, but with a worried expression.
“Who was that?” she asked. “And what will happen when they discover I am gone?”
“Oh a friend, a very good friend, no worries,” he replied. “And when they find out you are gone, you will be far away already, so no worries about that either, doll.”
Caroline frowned some more and then sighed and came to a halt. She looked around and sighed again.
“What’s up, doll?” said the man as he also halted.
“I was on my way to the bathroom,” she said, “and I really need to go.” She blushed a little as she spoke and looked around, hoping there might be a restroom down here as well. But by the looks of it there wasn’t.
“Come, over here,” said Dick, once more wrapping an arm over her shoulders and pulling her along. There was an old vending machine with a flickering light. Next to it was a wet spot on the floor and it smelled like someone urinated here.
“I think nobody can tell the difference if you took a pee here as well,” smiled Dick and he let go of her, ushering her to the spot. Caroline winced a little but she had to go so bad, this was better than nothing. So she turned around, leaned against the vending machine while being careful where she placed her feet, and then she let herself slide downward until she was in a squatting position. With a soft groan she released her lower muscles and began peeing. As she looked up she noticed Dick staring at her.
“Please,” she said and he laughed.
“Sorry,” he replied and turned around.
When she was done, she called him over though, to help her up.
Caroline tried not to weep, but she still had tears in her eyes. Not so much because of the pain, that was kind of bearable now. Her butt was still a bit hot, her breasts were itching and her crotch was glowing. But she felt humiliated and being in the hallway naked, did not help at all. Vince had let her go in search of the bathroom herself after locking her cuffs together. With her arms behind her back and only able to take little steps, she was going through the hallway in search of a bathroom. The prospect of going back to the gym made it even worse. Vince was going to put her on an exercise bike with a dildo inside her? It was dreadful and it disgusted her.
Someone passed her and slapped her on her butt. Nobody seemed to care about that as she was wearing a bad girl collar. She felt diminished, lost and a little desperate at this point.
“You look like you could use some help,” said a guy who approached her from behind. He stepped in front of her and smiled at her.
“I’m fine,” she said softly.
“What’s your name?” asked the guy. “I am Dick,” he added, “Dick Malfort”.
What kind of name is that, thought Caroline to herself. But then she replied and introduced herself.
“Caroline, nice to meet you, pretty name for a pretty girl,” smiled the guy. Caroline felt very uneasy and tried to move on, hoping he would not come with her to the bathroom. She even hoped somebody else was there to help her.
“Hey, are you sure you are alright?” said Dick, while moving in front of her again to block her path. He glanced at her tits, which still showed clear signs of having been hit with something.
“Did you like that?” he asked while indicating at her tits.
“No, I didn’t,” she said while shaking her head.
“I can imagine,” he said and then he bent a little closer to her, while first looking around to see if they were alone. “Hey listen, you seem to be in trouble and I kind of made it my job to help damsels in distress. I know a way out of here.”
Caroline frowned and also looked around, but then she slowly shook her head.
“Don’t tell me you like it so much, you want to stay?” he said, still speaking softly. “I know a much better place, with people that can really help you.”
“Where is this place?” she asked, feeling somewhat curious. And he was right about one thing, she didn’t like it here at all at this moment. Her chest and buttocks ached, her arms were tied and she was walking around naked. She hated it here!
Dick noticed her angry expression and moved in. He stepped beside her and put his arm around her shoulders.
“Come, let me take care of you,” he said while smiling gently. “You are way too pretty for a horrible place like this.”
Caroline had no idea if this was wise. She hardly knew anything anymore. She had so many doubts about what she had gotten herself into, that she didn’t know right from wrong anymore. The guy was friendly and at least he seemed to care for her. Which was something she desperately needed right now. So she let him guide her down another hallway, to a service elevator and using a special card, he took her down to the basement.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked, still feeling uncertain about all this.
“Out,” he said, “I am taking you out of here. There’s a service exit in the basement.”
“Can you release my cuffs?” she asked hopeful. He checked her cuffs and apparently her ankle cuffs were only clipped and could be released. But her wrist cuffs were locked.
“Sorry, I don’t have the keys for that. But we’ll take care of that soon enough.”
He took out his phone and began to make a call. As they both walked out of the elevator in a dimly lit basement, she heard him talking with someone.
“Hey, it’s me. I’ve got a girl that desperately needs to be saved. Can you bring a ride?” There was a pause and Caroline glanced at him while he held his arm loosely around her shoulder. He walked a little faster than was comfortable for her, but she kept up with him, careful where she placed her bare feet on the cold and dirty concrete floor. But at least she didn’t have to shuffle anymore since he had released her ankle cuffs.
“The service entrance at the back, yes… see you soon,” spoke Dick in his phone and then he hung up.
“Help is underway,” he said to her with a big smile. She nodded back at him, but with a worried expression.
“Who was that?” she asked. “And what will happen when they discover I am gone?”
“Oh a friend, a very good friend, no worries,” he replied. “And when they find out you are gone, you will be far away already, so no worries about that either, doll.”
Caroline frowned some more and then sighed and came to a halt. She looked around and sighed again.
“What’s up, doll?” said the man as he also halted.
“I was on my way to the bathroom,” she said, “and I really need to go.” She blushed a little as she spoke and looked around, hoping there might be a restroom down here as well. But by the looks of it there wasn’t.
“Come, over here,” said Dick, once more wrapping an arm over her shoulders and pulling her along. There was an old vending machine with a flickering light. Next to it was a wet spot on the floor and it smelled like someone urinated here.
“I think nobody can tell the difference if you took a pee here as well,” smiled Dick and he let go of her, ushering her to the spot. Caroline winced a little but she had to go so bad, this was better than nothing. So she turned around, leaned against the vending machine while being careful where she placed her feet, and then she let herself slide downward until she was in a squatting position. With a soft groan she released her lower muscles and began peeing. As she looked up she noticed Dick staring at her.
“Please,” she said and he laughed.
“Sorry,” he replied and turned around.
When she was done, she called him over though, to help her up.
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Hmmmf! What a spoilsport!? I don’t trust him an inch!
Doragon
Tribune
Dick Powell, Dick van Dyke, Dick Cheney?Can you really trust a man named Dick???
Doragon
Tribune
I find stories with a sudden twist more exciting.
Doragon
Tribune
Doesn't he look trustworthy?
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 26: Taking a ride
The man that came to pick her up was huge, muscular, unshaven and dirty. Caroline felt very small and naked, quite vulnerable in his presence. He didn’t say much when he got out of his old pickup truck, just outside the backdoor of the large office building. Instead he gave Dick a bundle with dollar bills and when he counted it, Caroline noticed it was at least a couple thousand dollars.
“What’s that for?” she asked Dick. He shrugged and replied “Snake here owed me some money, but it’s all fine now. Now come on, hop into the car. Time to escape this dump, doll.”
“Aren’t you coming along?” she asked while she got helped into the old truck.
“Nope, but I am sure going to visit you in the safe house,” he smiled. Snake said nothing and got behind the wheel, starting up the car and then they were underway.
“Woohoo,” yelled Caroline suddenly, excited about this sudden and unexpected adventure. It felt so good to escape from the nasty office. Though she also felt a bit of a pang that she didn’t say goodbye to the doctor, who had become quite special to her. Although she really resented how he had behaved towards her that morning. Vince however, no regrets whatsoever, glad to be rid of the creep. She smiled as they drove down the street and only then she remembered that she was still naked. She sank down a bit on the bench, which wasn’t too easy with her arms still cuffed behind her back, but she managed to hide herself a little bit better. As she looked at the silent man, she smiled, finding him less frightening at this point.
“Hi,” she said, “I am Caroline. You are Snake, right? Where did you get that name?” She assumed it was a nickname, not a real name.
He glanced briefly at her and grunted, but he didn’t reply.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked, again adjusting her position a little as the rough leather of the seat chafed her still sore butt.
“Thank you for taking me out of there,” she went on, when he didn’t answer. “They were beating me, you know. And today it was more painful than before. I think it really was time to leave.”
Snake grunted again and put on the radio.
“Do I talk too much?” she chuckled. “I guess I do. Alright, I’ll shut up for now.”
In the basement they had waited almost half an hour for Snake to turn up and now it was also half an hour driving before the car suddenly pulled into an alley. It was muddy and wet out here and the building looked like they were in a rather sorry state.
“Are we there?” she asked when Snake turned off the engine. He nodded and got out.
“What is this place. Where are we?” she asked while following him with her eyes as he walked around the pick up to the other side. He opened the door for her and gestured that she had to get out. She shifted on the seat and went out with her legs first, seeking the ground with her feet. The truck was high and it felt like it was a long way down, without being able to use her hands as support. And she noticed quite a large puddle of muddy water, right next to her door opening.
“A little help would be welcome,” she said to Snake, who was just standing there and waiting. He grunted again, reached out and putting his hands on her sides, he lifted her up and put her down, with her feet in the middle of the puddle.
“Thanks,” she sighed while regaining her balance. Then he took her to the back door of a building and let her inside. The smell of beer was heavy here, but that was easier to deal with than the stench of urine outside. Or the scent of Snake in the car for that matter.
The man that came to pick her up was huge, muscular, unshaven and dirty. Caroline felt very small and naked, quite vulnerable in his presence. He didn’t say much when he got out of his old pickup truck, just outside the backdoor of the large office building. Instead he gave Dick a bundle with dollar bills and when he counted it, Caroline noticed it was at least a couple thousand dollars.
“What’s that for?” she asked Dick. He shrugged and replied “Snake here owed me some money, but it’s all fine now. Now come on, hop into the car. Time to escape this dump, doll.”
“Aren’t you coming along?” she asked while she got helped into the old truck.
“Nope, but I am sure going to visit you in the safe house,” he smiled. Snake said nothing and got behind the wheel, starting up the car and then they were underway.
“Woohoo,” yelled Caroline suddenly, excited about this sudden and unexpected adventure. It felt so good to escape from the nasty office. Though she also felt a bit of a pang that she didn’t say goodbye to the doctor, who had become quite special to her. Although she really resented how he had behaved towards her that morning. Vince however, no regrets whatsoever, glad to be rid of the creep. She smiled as they drove down the street and only then she remembered that she was still naked. She sank down a bit on the bench, which wasn’t too easy with her arms still cuffed behind her back, but she managed to hide herself a little bit better. As she looked at the silent man, she smiled, finding him less frightening at this point.
“Hi,” she said, “I am Caroline. You are Snake, right? Where did you get that name?” She assumed it was a nickname, not a real name.
He glanced briefly at her and grunted, but he didn’t reply.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked, again adjusting her position a little as the rough leather of the seat chafed her still sore butt.
“Thank you for taking me out of there,” she went on, when he didn’t answer. “They were beating me, you know. And today it was more painful than before. I think it really was time to leave.”
Snake grunted again and put on the radio.
“Do I talk too much?” she chuckled. “I guess I do. Alright, I’ll shut up for now.”
In the basement they had waited almost half an hour for Snake to turn up and now it was also half an hour driving before the car suddenly pulled into an alley. It was muddy and wet out here and the building looked like they were in a rather sorry state.
“Are we there?” she asked when Snake turned off the engine. He nodded and got out.
“What is this place. Where are we?” she asked while following him with her eyes as he walked around the pick up to the other side. He opened the door for her and gestured that she had to get out. She shifted on the seat and went out with her legs first, seeking the ground with her feet. The truck was high and it felt like it was a long way down, without being able to use her hands as support. And she noticed quite a large puddle of muddy water, right next to her door opening.
“A little help would be welcome,” she said to Snake, who was just standing there and waiting. He grunted again, reached out and putting his hands on her sides, he lifted her up and put her down, with her feet in the middle of the puddle.
“Thanks,” she sighed while regaining her balance. Then he took her to the back door of a building and let her inside. The smell of beer was heavy here, but that was easier to deal with than the stench of urine outside. Or the scent of Snake in the car for that matter.
Beautiful build up of the tension, oh I can’t wait for the next chapter now!
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 27: The girl went missing
We were in Athena’s office in an emergency meeting. Vince had discovered that the girl was not returning from her bathroom break and when he went looking for her, she appeared nowhere to be found.
“I cannot perform my job like this,” Vince complained. “When girls run off the moment they are a little uncomfortable, I can’t achieve anything. Who took this girl on anyways? She was hardly suitable material to work with.”
“That’s not for you to judge,” said Athena, “the girl was inexperienced but had great potential. And to be honest, I find it hard to believe she ran off on her own.”
I agreed with her. Even if Vince might have been a little too harsh on her, it would result in complaints, not in running away. There was something else going on here, we agreed.
“What was the state she was in when she went to the bathroom,” I inquired.
“I was training her to keep still and silent and she got some bruises on ass and tits, and maybe a sore spot in her crotch. Nothing exceptional though, she would hardly have felt anything.”
I kind of doubted that, as I knew about Vince’s signature, but I let that pass.
“So there would actually be no reason for her to run away. Especially since she has a very good reason to be here in the first place,” said Athena. I agreed. Caroline was here to save her father and herself and she had endured some hardship already to perform her job. Why quit now?
“What if somebody took her?” I suggested.
“Who would do such a thing?” asked Athena. “Besides, all our employees are thoroughly screened.”
I nodded as I was familiar with the procedures.
“I know, but what if we got infiltrated somehow? Caroline isn’t the only one in some sort of trouble and girls could very well be a targeted while in our safe environment.”
Athena frowned as this would be a massive problem. She grabbed her phone and made a few phone calls to inform security. Vince left as he had, according to himself, better things to do. But he wished us luck and said it would be a shame if the girl had come to any harm. Useless as she was, she was still pretty and young, he said.
A few more phone calls later, we got lucky. Apparently someone had seen a car driving away from the back of the building. Some tough guy with a naked girl. I took over the phone and asked for a description. That gave me an idea and I told Athena I might have a clue where to look.
“The girl would make us a lot of money,“ said my boss, “and when she’s gone, she’s going to cost us a lot of money. She definitely needs to found again. So get her back.” I kind of felt like I was the only one who actually cared for the girl. But at least I got a green light for a thorough search, even when it might take some bribes to find the girl.
Athena was organizing a meeting with security to set things straight. Somebody would likely lose their job, because she was breathing fire. I myself focused on Caroline. I went back to my office to make a few phone calls to a couple of contacts I had in town. In my mind I was conflicted about the fact that the girl was possibly spotted in a car with some dude. I felt glad she wasn’t roaming the streets alone, naked and bound. But I didn’t trust the dude…
We were in Athena’s office in an emergency meeting. Vince had discovered that the girl was not returning from her bathroom break and when he went looking for her, she appeared nowhere to be found.
“I cannot perform my job like this,” Vince complained. “When girls run off the moment they are a little uncomfortable, I can’t achieve anything. Who took this girl on anyways? She was hardly suitable material to work with.”
“That’s not for you to judge,” said Athena, “the girl was inexperienced but had great potential. And to be honest, I find it hard to believe she ran off on her own.”
I agreed with her. Even if Vince might have been a little too harsh on her, it would result in complaints, not in running away. There was something else going on here, we agreed.
“What was the state she was in when she went to the bathroom,” I inquired.
“I was training her to keep still and silent and she got some bruises on ass and tits, and maybe a sore spot in her crotch. Nothing exceptional though, she would hardly have felt anything.”
I kind of doubted that, as I knew about Vince’s signature, but I let that pass.
“So there would actually be no reason for her to run away. Especially since she has a very good reason to be here in the first place,” said Athena. I agreed. Caroline was here to save her father and herself and she had endured some hardship already to perform her job. Why quit now?
“What if somebody took her?” I suggested.
“Who would do such a thing?” asked Athena. “Besides, all our employees are thoroughly screened.”
I nodded as I was familiar with the procedures.
“I know, but what if we got infiltrated somehow? Caroline isn’t the only one in some sort of trouble and girls could very well be a targeted while in our safe environment.”
Athena frowned as this would be a massive problem. She grabbed her phone and made a few phone calls to inform security. Vince left as he had, according to himself, better things to do. But he wished us luck and said it would be a shame if the girl had come to any harm. Useless as she was, she was still pretty and young, he said.
A few more phone calls later, we got lucky. Apparently someone had seen a car driving away from the back of the building. Some tough guy with a naked girl. I took over the phone and asked for a description. That gave me an idea and I told Athena I might have a clue where to look.
“The girl would make us a lot of money,“ said my boss, “and when she’s gone, she’s going to cost us a lot of money. She definitely needs to found again. So get her back.” I kind of felt like I was the only one who actually cared for the girl. But at least I got a green light for a thorough search, even when it might take some bribes to find the girl.
Athena was organizing a meeting with security to set things straight. Somebody would likely lose their job, because she was breathing fire. I myself focused on Caroline. I went back to my office to make a few phone calls to a couple of contacts I had in town. In my mind I was conflicted about the fact that the girl was possibly spotted in a car with some dude. I felt glad she wasn’t roaming the streets alone, naked and bound. But I didn’t trust the dude…
Why trust someone who neither washes nor speaks...
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 28: A new job
“All skin and bones,” said the bearded man surly. His name was William and he looked at Caroline as if she was a stray dog, which was actually how she felt right now.
“I wish they gave me a girl with more meat on her bones sometimes,” the large bearded man added, before taking a big sip from his bottle of scotch. Snake gave a grunting noise, which was still the only sound he seemed to make.
“Yeah, I know,” said William, while he got up from his chair and walked around the table. “She’ll have to do.”
“Thank you for saving me,” she said to the man.
“Yeah, it must have been boring as hell back there, for a lass like you. But don’t worry, we got some nice things for you to do here.”
“Things?” she asked while tilting her head, “What kind of things?”
“You’re gonna put up a show tonight,” said William before taking another sip of his whiskey. “The best damned show of your life and I’m sure you’ll get as much satisfaction as a little girl like you can get.” And turning to Snake again, he added “I do not understand why these girls are always so small. Give me a good old fat lady with some height instead.”
Caroline looked worried now. And she remembered Snake having paid Dick a lot of money. Was that related to her?
“What kind of show?” she asked softly.
“The kind of show that will make men drool. And some of the ladies as well. My bar needs entertainment.”
She looked around and noticed the cases of beer. So this was a bar? Or at least the back room of some bar? Looking at these two types, she got the impression it might be some biker bar.
“So you want me to dance?” she tried. “I kind of hoped you would bring me home. And can I have some clothes please?”
William looked at her with raised eyebrows and stayed silent for a few moments. Then he suddenly burst out in laughter.
“Do you hear that? The lass asks for clothes! Isn’t she hilarious?” He slapped his knee and pointed at her while laughing at Snake. Then he turned towards her and shook his head with a wide grin.
“Of course not, puppet. As long as you work for me, you’ll stay naked as a pig, because that’s what you are: a pig. Or actually more like a piglet.”
Caroline’s face flushed bright red and she got up from the chair. She understood now this was not the rescue she had expected.
“I think I’ve heard enough,” she said with a slight tremble in her voice. “Let me go and please, get these cuffs off me.”
Suddenly Snake grabbed her by the neck and pushed her to the table, where William also grabbed her and together they slammed her forward on the table, with her breasts flattened against the rough old wood. William brought his face close to hers, his breath heavy with alcohol.
“You’re not going anywhere, Puss. I paid a lot of money for your sorry ass and you are going to help me turn my investment into a nice little profit.”
“Please,” whimpered Caroline as the two men kept pressing her down on the table, making it hard for her to breath.
“What are you complaining about?” continued William. “Aren’t you a pain slut who gets off on rough treatment? Well, I got loads of that.” And with that he slapped her butt hard, making her yelp out loud. Then he smashed her fact against the table, giving her a nosebleed. She started crying and whimpering and begged him to stop.
“Please,” she whimpered with fluttering hands in the air as if she was surrendering, “I’ll dance for you, please stop hitting me.”
“Dance? Who said anything about dancing?”
“All skin and bones,” said the bearded man surly. His name was William and he looked at Caroline as if she was a stray dog, which was actually how she felt right now.
“I wish they gave me a girl with more meat on her bones sometimes,” the large bearded man added, before taking a big sip from his bottle of scotch. Snake gave a grunting noise, which was still the only sound he seemed to make.
“Yeah, I know,” said William, while he got up from his chair and walked around the table. “She’ll have to do.”
“Thank you for saving me,” she said to the man.
“Yeah, it must have been boring as hell back there, for a lass like you. But don’t worry, we got some nice things for you to do here.”
“Things?” she asked while tilting her head, “What kind of things?”
“You’re gonna put up a show tonight,” said William before taking another sip of his whiskey. “The best damned show of your life and I’m sure you’ll get as much satisfaction as a little girl like you can get.” And turning to Snake again, he added “I do not understand why these girls are always so small. Give me a good old fat lady with some height instead.”
Caroline looked worried now. And she remembered Snake having paid Dick a lot of money. Was that related to her?
“What kind of show?” she asked softly.
“The kind of show that will make men drool. And some of the ladies as well. My bar needs entertainment.”
She looked around and noticed the cases of beer. So this was a bar? Or at least the back room of some bar? Looking at these two types, she got the impression it might be some biker bar.
“So you want me to dance?” she tried. “I kind of hoped you would bring me home. And can I have some clothes please?”
William looked at her with raised eyebrows and stayed silent for a few moments. Then he suddenly burst out in laughter.
“Do you hear that? The lass asks for clothes! Isn’t she hilarious?” He slapped his knee and pointed at her while laughing at Snake. Then he turned towards her and shook his head with a wide grin.
“Of course not, puppet. As long as you work for me, you’ll stay naked as a pig, because that’s what you are: a pig. Or actually more like a piglet.”
Caroline’s face flushed bright red and she got up from the chair. She understood now this was not the rescue she had expected.
“I think I’ve heard enough,” she said with a slight tremble in her voice. “Let me go and please, get these cuffs off me.”
Suddenly Snake grabbed her by the neck and pushed her to the table, where William also grabbed her and together they slammed her forward on the table, with her breasts flattened against the rough old wood. William brought his face close to hers, his breath heavy with alcohol.
“You’re not going anywhere, Puss. I paid a lot of money for your sorry ass and you are going to help me turn my investment into a nice little profit.”
“Please,” whimpered Caroline as the two men kept pressing her down on the table, making it hard for her to breath.
“What are you complaining about?” continued William. “Aren’t you a pain slut who gets off on rough treatment? Well, I got loads of that.” And with that he slapped her butt hard, making her yelp out loud. Then he smashed her fact against the table, giving her a nosebleed. She started crying and whimpering and begged him to stop.
“Please,” she whimpered with fluttering hands in the air as if she was surrendering, “I’ll dance for you, please stop hitting me.”
“Dance? Who said anything about dancing?”
cerf
Assistant executioner
Much crossover promise here with certain current events. By Caroline's edgy peevishness I would say she's on the "spectrum" of Borderline Personality Disorder. We can Chew on that next week. Great work.
Doragon
Tribune
Interesting that the character of Caroline appears to be realistic enough that you start to analyse her. I take that as a compliment. As for the accuracy of your analysis, I wouldn't know. I have not made any conscious attempt to make her a borderline personality. If anything, I estimate this is how a young woman would react in this situation under this amount of stress. And she does have a streak of masochism, discovering that as the story goes along, just enough to make her endure all the ordeals and maybe even ask for more.
Doragon
Tribune
Chapter 29: Motivational
“Do you know what this is?” asked William, holding up a large stick made of plastic and metal plating. “It’s called a cattle prod, also called a hot stick. Do you know why they call it that?”
Caroline whimpered and shook her head. Then she felt the two metal prongs at the top of the stick pressing into the side of her breast, which was tightly flattened between her upper body and the table. Snake kept pushing her face against the table as well and with her wrists still cuffed, she had nowhere to go. The stick suddenly hummed to life and at the same time a terrible stabbing pain tore through her breast. The girl screamed and trashed, though the shock had been less than a second.
“Shocking, isn’t it?” said William and he applied it a second time to her, this time pressing the prongs against her butt. Again the humming sound of the prod accompanied the shock that was delivered to her skin and into the muscles below. Caroline kicked and screamed, her back arching and fighting in vain to get off the table. Snake was holding her tightly, as if he was subduing wild cattle.
“They should call it a shock stick,” said William while he walked around her and squatted down behind her. “It’s only 6000 volts, but enough to make you jump, right? You wondered if I wanted you to dance? Well, this is the kind of dance I like.” He pressed the prongs against the back of her thigh and when the shock came, her leg kicked backwards as all her muscles tightened in a terrifying and most painful cramp.
“Woah, you almost kicked me. Maybe we need to tie down your legs,” smirked William.
“Please, stop hurting me,” cried Caroline with a choked voice. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she fought in despair to get free. Snake however still held her tightly pressed onto the table.
“All you have to do, is perform tonight. Masturbate while stuffing your cunt full. Is that so hard?”
“Please, I don’t do that sort of thing. Why are you doing this to me? Who are you guys?” sobbed the girl anxiously.
“Don’t you wonder how it will feel when I apply this to your crotch?” asked William.
“Please no!” Caroline cried out, “It hurts so much!”
“Yes, this will be too much to bear, even for a pain slut like you,” he grinned back at her and then he pressed the tip of the prod against her slit, pressing the prongs against her thick lips on either side of her slit. When the device hummed to life, the girl screamed her lungs out, her body convulsing violently.
“That get the blood flowing, right? What a rush!” said William after he retreated the stick. With his free hand he then parted her lips and he placed the prongs right between, touching the delicate insides of her fleshy vulva. When he activated the stick, the girl spasmed and trashed on the table, screaming her lungs out. William still only activated the stick a few seconds at most, enough to make her jump. And he knew how to make her jump even higher. She moved the stick upward between her lips, placing the prongs on either side of her clitoris. Then he activated the stick and Caroline wailed in absolute terror.
“One, two, three, four, five,” counted William slowly before releasing the button on the stick. He pulled the stick back and flicked her clitoris with his finger, rubbing it free from it’s little hood. Then he placed the prongs around her clit once more.
“Please, no, no, no more…” wailed the girl while she was shaking in fear.
“Here it comes,” he said, but he waited, and waited, and then suddenly released the electricity into her sensitive clitoris. And this time he kept it going, while counting all the way up to twenty seconds. Caroline began to trash so violently, Snake couldn’t manage to keep her down anymore. So William had to dispose of the stick for a moment to help subdue the girl. They used ropes to tie her to the table, this time on her back with her legs spread wide.
“Do you know what this is?” asked William, holding up a large stick made of plastic and metal plating. “It’s called a cattle prod, also called a hot stick. Do you know why they call it that?”
Caroline whimpered and shook her head. Then she felt the two metal prongs at the top of the stick pressing into the side of her breast, which was tightly flattened between her upper body and the table. Snake kept pushing her face against the table as well and with her wrists still cuffed, she had nowhere to go. The stick suddenly hummed to life and at the same time a terrible stabbing pain tore through her breast. The girl screamed and trashed, though the shock had been less than a second.
“Shocking, isn’t it?” said William and he applied it a second time to her, this time pressing the prongs against her butt. Again the humming sound of the prod accompanied the shock that was delivered to her skin and into the muscles below. Caroline kicked and screamed, her back arching and fighting in vain to get off the table. Snake was holding her tightly, as if he was subduing wild cattle.
“They should call it a shock stick,” said William while he walked around her and squatted down behind her. “It’s only 6000 volts, but enough to make you jump, right? You wondered if I wanted you to dance? Well, this is the kind of dance I like.” He pressed the prongs against the back of her thigh and when the shock came, her leg kicked backwards as all her muscles tightened in a terrifying and most painful cramp.
“Woah, you almost kicked me. Maybe we need to tie down your legs,” smirked William.
“Please, stop hurting me,” cried Caroline with a choked voice. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she fought in despair to get free. Snake however still held her tightly pressed onto the table.
“All you have to do, is perform tonight. Masturbate while stuffing your cunt full. Is that so hard?”
“Please, I don’t do that sort of thing. Why are you doing this to me? Who are you guys?” sobbed the girl anxiously.
“Don’t you wonder how it will feel when I apply this to your crotch?” asked William.
“Please no!” Caroline cried out, “It hurts so much!”
“Yes, this will be too much to bear, even for a pain slut like you,” he grinned back at her and then he pressed the tip of the prod against her slit, pressing the prongs against her thick lips on either side of her slit. When the device hummed to life, the girl screamed her lungs out, her body convulsing violently.
“That get the blood flowing, right? What a rush!” said William after he retreated the stick. With his free hand he then parted her lips and he placed the prongs right between, touching the delicate insides of her fleshy vulva. When he activated the stick, the girl spasmed and trashed on the table, screaming her lungs out. William still only activated the stick a few seconds at most, enough to make her jump. And he knew how to make her jump even higher. She moved the stick upward between her lips, placing the prongs on either side of her clitoris. Then he activated the stick and Caroline wailed in absolute terror.
“One, two, three, four, five,” counted William slowly before releasing the button on the stick. He pulled the stick back and flicked her clitoris with his finger, rubbing it free from it’s little hood. Then he placed the prongs around her clit once more.
“Please, no, no, no more…” wailed the girl while she was shaking in fear.
“Here it comes,” he said, but he waited, and waited, and then suddenly released the electricity into her sensitive clitoris. And this time he kept it going, while counting all the way up to twenty seconds. Caroline began to trash so violently, Snake couldn’t manage to keep her down anymore. So William had to dispose of the stick for a moment to help subdue the girl. They used ropes to tie her to the table, this time on her back with her legs spread wide.
Well might she...
I think she's just learned the meaning of the phrase, "out of the frying pan and into the fire."
Doragon
Tribune
Indeed. When they are finished with her, the BDC will seem like a walk in the park.Well might she...
I think she's just learned the meaning of the phrase, "out of the frying pan and into the fire."
cerf
Assistant executioner
I was sort of joking about the Borderline Personality Disorder "crossover" potential since the jury trial going on in Virginia now has the web awash in speculation. I hope whoever makes the film casts it well. Jennifer maybe? Let me repeat what a great job I think you have done and are doing. The illustrations are first rate.