[Larzaius]

Chapter 2

She lost track of time, but she could hear the disgusted snorts of dog walkers passing by. She wanted to cry out call for help, to stop this but instead she stayed quiet.

It felt like forever before she heard the chilling voice of Mask. “Let's go slut.”

She didn't bother trying to stand, instead she crawled like a beast with her breasts exposed as he lead her to a small utility shed. She heard Red and another man laughing inside.

“Hi Jenny, good to be fucking you again,” He chuckled.

She didn't say anything as she crawled into the shed. Jennifer soon found herself back under the control of Mask and his gang. “We've missed you Jennifer,” He told her. “That's why we found your wimp boyfriend, just to have another go at you.”

As Mask spoke, the other men raised her hands, securing them in a pair of hanging leather cuffs. They kept her arms above her head and made sure the cuffs were securely fastened, tugging on the thick chain protruding from a beam on the ceiling. She moaned as they inched the chain higher; but didn't fight back, knowing what would happen to her if she did. Instead she allowed one of them to slip his tongue in her mouth as a vibrator was pressed to her belly, then to her exposed nipples. She gasped as the sensation caused them to harden and she blushed with shame. She was pushed forward and felt something hard being pushed in her asshole.

"Check it out, this sluts plugged!" Mask rasped in amusement.

Jennifer moaned as Mask worked it in further. "More." She uttered. Her ass was the place that all the guys took advantage of; as such, it had become her weak point.

She felt a pair of hands undoing the leather cuffs, causing her to fall to the floor. A strong pair of hands pulled her up and she felt someone starting to lick her pussy. She moaned in humiliation as Red went to town on her pussy; his tongue was as rough as she remembered it. She hated being under their control again, but realized that she had no choice, for now.

Jennifer recognized Hector as he undid her mouth ring. She was glad that she was finally able to rest her jaw but she knew that it wasn't going to last long. Hector placed his cock by her lips; she licked her lips for some moisture, then slowly put his cock in her mouth and began to suck him off.

“Oh yeah, I missed those lips of your Jenny,” Hector moaned, as Red was putting his cock in her hand. She felt their hands groping her all over, as Mask rubbed his cock against her ass cheek while playing with her plug. The harness was removed from her head and she found herself facing Hector and Mask's cocks. She stuck her tongue out and started to lick Mask's shaft, then over to Hector's and started working him over as well.

She felt Red press his cock into her chest; she did her best to wrap her tits over his huge cock, but the massive girth was more than her tits could cover. Her face was surrounded by three different cocks coming at her from three different directions. Her lips were soon going back and forth between the three of them. They pushed her head back and forth, making sure that her mouth was cock free for only a minimum of two seconds at a time.

“This bitch's ass has gotten a lot more sensitive.” Red pointed out.

Red started teasing her clit with his tongue. A wanting moan escaped her lips as he played with her tail, she hated how they could arouse her by doing that. She showed her gratitude by sucking and stroking the cocks all around her to hardness. Red continued to fuck her tits while Hector rubbed her crotch.

"You want these cocks in you, bitch?" She nodded while Mask squeezed her throat. He threw her down in disgust, as Red came all over her face.

Mask violently removed her tail and plunged his cock deep in her ass. She screamed out in pain, not expecting him to fuck her ass so harshly. She bore the pain, and was soon rewarded with the hated pleasurable sensation of fingers in her shamefully wet pussy. The humiliation brought tears to her eyes. Mask pulled out and Red immediately pushed into her. She wanted it to hurt, but instead her body was slick in shame and Red slid in easier than she thought his big cock should. She felt herself ridden like a bitch in heat. She moaned as Hector rubbed her pussy, she hated how her body reacted around them. Red continued pushing into her.

“Please, don't stop.” She moaned. Her shame continued as she felt her juices flowing. She remembered trying to go back to a normal life in different cities, but her body was too easily aroused thanks to the guys all around her. They continued to stimulate and humiliate her.

“Let's take this bitch to the park.” Jennifer nearly cried as Hector shot his load in her. She began having flashbacks of how these men conditioned her in the first place running through her head. What sickened her the most was how familiar it all felt, the cum all over her face, all these men degrading her, humbling her then later using her up for their pleasure.

“Come on slut, you heard him.”

Jennifer wanted to cry, to beg for them to just let her go; but she knew it would be a waste of time. She sobbed as they told her to get in the all too familiar pick up truck where they had humiliated her before. This time she was allowed to lie down in the cab, a set of chains was attached to the bottom of the cab. She could have told them it was a waste of time, that she wasn't going to try and run from them; but they were probably just chaining her for the fun of it. She took the opportunity to rest, knowing it wouldn't last. She wondered how long she had and what they had planned for her. The truck drove her to the park. She felt the truck going over bumps could tell that they were off the path and in more isolated territory. Dread filled her heart as she could only guess what they were planning for her. The truck stopped and Jennifer could hear them laughing.

"Been too long,"

"Even more fun, now that's she trained.”

"Sweetest ass."

Jennifer cringed as they got out of the truck. She watched the men laughing and playing rock, paper, scissors to determine who set things up and who stayed with her. The truck pulled over and she was led to a tree with a noose hanging from a low but sturdy looking branch. She walked up to the tree and raised her hands allowing them to bind her arms above her head. They raised her arms above her head and made sure she was securely fastened.

"You know what the good thing about mother nature is Jenny?" Red asked her. “She brings her own tools to a date”

Jennifer whimpered as the men used whatever sticks they could find to strike her tits, thighs, ass and feet. She whimpered but kept her complaints to herself. Her Masters' took great delight in knowing that they could turn mother nature against her and she had to stand there and take it all. Finally after she felt she couldn’t bear anymore they stopped and untied her.

“Alright, you’re free to rest until two thirty AM. Then you better be at this address wearing this.” They gave her a box with what she imagined was a humiliating costume inside. They then motioned for her to get back in the truck so they could drive her back to the warehouse. She was too tired to resist and she passed out as they chained her back to the truck.

For the rest of the night Jennifer cursed and cried, but when the time came she went to the address and did everything she was told to. It seemed to be a nice old house at first appearance, but Jennifer knew from experience how deceptive appearances could be. She shivered, as what she was forced to wear under her coat wasn't very warm. A cold leather bustier that screamed sex slave with a collar they picked up at a pet store. She soon learned the house concealed a S&M establishment. Jennifer sobbed as the door was open by a cold looking blonde.

“So, you're my new toy.” She said, more of an order than a question.

“T...toy.” Scared, Jennifer spoke out. Her eyes were then drawn to the strap on her playmate was wearing. She was brought into the living room were the dominatrix motioned for her to sit down. Jenny obeyed without saying a word.

“Now, play with yourself for my amusement.” Jennifer watched the twisted dominatrix, as the ice blonde removed a small whip from her stockings. They nylon strings whistled in the air and struck her thigh. A welt of pain formed on her thigh.

She screamed in pain. “Now perhaps you will do as you are told.”