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IV.
Annie woke up a few hours later to find herself lying on the ground alone in the dark. She felt weak, hungry, thirsty and sore all over. Her body was covered with dried cum and juices. The combination of the feel of it on her skin and the mixed odor made her feel dirty and disgusting. As she was reminded of what had happened, Annie burst into tears. She felt angry, violated and humiliated. She couldn't believe how she was made to beg and verbally debase herself in front of those vampires and how they made her body betray her. She moved her arms and legs, pinched herself, and determined that the effect of the sensation-enhancing drug was gone. This time, she thought to herself, I won't give them any chance to use the drug on me, and I'd rather die fighting than surrender.
Her captors had put some sort of leather collar around her neck. It was locked with a metal buckle, and Annie tried to remove it without success. She sat up and reached around with her hands in darkness, and determined that she was in a metal cage. The cage wasn't covering the ground, but it was too heavy to lift. It wasn't tall enough for her stand inside it but large enough for her to move around on her knees. She found hinges and a lock on one side, and she began thinking how she could lurch at someone when they try to open the cage to get her. She drifted in and out of sleep thinking about how she would fight and escape, until several hours later, when she was woken up by footsteps in the corridor. The dungeon's door opened, and the lights were turned on. Annie sat up in her cage, and when her eyes adjusted to the lights she saw ten men standing around her cage. "Rise and shine, Slayer!" one of the men said laughing. Annie could recognize a couple of the men from the day before as the vampires' human goons. She was on alert when she saw that they're all carrying cattleprods, and her heart raced as one man approached her cage. She might be able to subdue him, but should she? The others were standing too far away, and she wasn't sure if she had regained enough strength to take on all ten of them. But she was so angry with these people that she just wanted to get as many of them as she could, and she so desperately wanted to make a stand and prove to them that she was still fighting.... Annie realized that she had never been so indecisive before.
"Get down on your hands and knees, whore!" the man said as he prepared to unlock Annie's caged, and Annie froze. She was stunned, not by what he was calling her, but by the effect it had on her. A weakness swept through her body when she heard the order and the word "whore", and she almost felt... aroused? She was still hesitating when another man poke his cattleprod into the cage and zapped her in her left thigh. "Ooooow!" Annie cried out and jumped up, only to have another guy zap her in the arm. The cattleprod's sting hurt a lot less when compared to the enhanced effect of Josephine's whip, but it still managed to revive the memory of that painful experience, and Annie began to feel even weaker. She was even beginning to feel scared and helpless. Laughing and teasing her, the group kept zapping her with their cattleprods through the cage, focusing especially on her tits and her pussy, until all Annie could do was to curl up on the floor, writhing and crying out loud everytime her body was zapped. "So do you want us to stop, huh, cunt?" One of the men asked chuckling. "Ooooow! Yes, yes, please!" after a few more zaps, Annie finally blurted out. "Please who? You've got to learn your manners, slut!" the man said as he zapped Annie near her pussy. "Aaaaaaah! No, please, sir! Please, stop! Sir! Please!" Annie pleaded as she looked up at the man, with tears swelling in her eyes.
"Now that's better," the man said as he finally lowered his cattleprod and opened Annie's cage. "Here, attach this to your collar," another man said as he threw a leash into the cage. When Annie had done that, the man began pulling her by the leash. "C'mon, crawl out of your cage, whore!" the man barked. Annie was still weak from the zapping. After being made to beg the men to stop and call one of them "sir", she was now even ordered to crawl. But despite of her humiliation, Annie decided to do as the man said, thinking that she'd wait for her chance. But when she began crawling with her hands and knees, she experienced that strange mixed feeling of weakness and arousal again. Her tits swayed with her movement, making her feel ashamed, but she also couldn't help noticing that her nipples were getting hard. "Hurry up, cunt!" Another man said as he touched her exposed pussy with the tip of his cattleprod. Even though it wasn't switched on, Annie still cried out and jumped as she was reminded how exposed she was.
With one guy leading Annie by her leash, the group led her to a recessed area in the dungeon where Annie saw a toilet and a shower. "Let's get you cleaned up, your filthy little slut!" A guy said chuckling as he and several others grabbed Annie and held her down. Annie wasn't resisting, and she was surprised that they tried to hold her down. However, she soon found out why when she felt a cold nozzle inserted into her ass. "Wh-what are you doing? No, please!" Annie cried out in dismay, but there was nothing she could do apart from whimpering in shame as she felt warm water being injected into her. As if this wasn't bad enough, she was then made to empty her bowls on the toilet with them watching, and Annie had to try her hardest to fight back her tears. Next, the men cuffed her wrists above her head in the shower and proceeded to soap her up and wash her clean. They took their time to fondle her and explore every inch of her body. Despite her shame and revulsion, Annie found her breath quickened when they were done. "Hey, slut, aren't you gonna thank us for cleaning you up?" One of the guys said chuckling as they toweled her dry.
What? Haven't you scumbags humiliated me enough? Annie screamed in her mind. But before she could decide what to do one of the men had already taken out his riding cropped and brought it down on her tits, hard. "Ooooooooow!" Annie cried out in pain and bent forward, covering her tits with her hands. "You still haven't learned your lesson, have you, slut?" another man chimed in as he zapped her ass with his cattleprod. Annie fell onto her hands and knees, crying out as the man grabbed her by her hair and started cropping her ass until she finally gave in. "Th-thank you, sir," she said as the man forced her to look up at him, "for giving this f-filthy whore a shower..." After uttering these degrading words, she was then made to eat cereal and drink out of two dog bowls. By this time Annie had stopped resisting. She's still too weak, and she wasn't ready to fight them yet, she told herself. But since she was made to call herself a whore, she'd been experiencing that strange mixture of weakness and arousal again. When she lowered her head to lap up the water in the dog bowl, she couldn't stop picturing in her head how she looked, on all fours, with her ass lifted up, shaking slightly with her movement. After Annie finished her meal, the men told her that it's time for her "daily training". With these words they got her onto her knees, tied her wrists together behind her back and tied her hair into a ponytail. The men then surrounded her, unzipped and took out their cocks. "It's time for you to practice your cocksucking skills, slut!" The first man said as he grabbed Annie by her ponytail and pulled her head towards his semi-hard cock. Annie was disgusted at first, but when the man rubbed his cock against her face, she found herself opening her mouth and trying to take in the man's cock. Once she's got the head of the man's cock in her mouth, the feel and taste of it just made her lose control. She began sucking on it, moving her head back and forth, rolling her tongue around it as the man told her to, and she found herself wanting to taste his cum. The men were calling her a slut, spanking her ass and squeezing her tits roughly, but that only seemed to drive her wilder. "Look at the whore!" the man Annie was sucking said chuckling as she began making muffled noises. "You want my cum, don't you, whore? Well take it! Swallow every drop!" He said loudly as he began filling up Annie's mouth with hot jets of cum, and Annie struggled to swallow it all. Her body was on fire from the rough handling. Her nipples were hard, and her pussy began to moisten.
Two other men stepped forward with their hard cocks in their hands. "You want more, don't you, slayer-cunt?" One of them asked chuckling as he slapped her playfully with his cock. Annie was so ashamed when she found herself struggling and trying to take his cock into her mouth, but then she managed to catch the head of the man's cock and she engulfed it greedily. "That's right, cunt, suck it!" The man said and, as a reward, he reached down and squeezed one Annie's nipples roughly. "Hey, cunt, don't forget me," said another guy with his cock out. He took hold of Annie's other nipple and began pulling it until she let go of the first man's cock and took his in her mouth.
The two men made Annie go back and forth between their cocks by pulling at her nipples. It hurt, and it made Annie felt used, but her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. She began squirming, desperate for someone to touch her pussy. "You wanna get fucked, don't you, whore?" A man asked as he gave her ass a smack. Before Annie could answer the man she was sucking began flooding her mouth with his cum, and Annie tried her best to swallow all of it. Some of the man's cum spilled out of her mouth and ran down her chin, and Annie received a hard slap on her tits as a punishment. The Slayer whimpered, but she immediately turned her head towards the other man and took his cock in her mouth. The other man continued to spank her ass, but to her disappointment he just wouldn't touch her cunt. Finally, the man in her mouth came, and Annie swallowed his cum greedily. She let out a gasp when the man who was spanking her pushed her face down onto the ground, and she knew she was going to get fucked.
However, one of the man's walkie talkie beeped, and the group immediately stopped to wait as he talked to it in a hushed voice. "Well, it looks like you're gonna have an easy day, slut," the guy said laughing when he finished talking. It seemed then something had come up, and the group had to stop Annie's training for now. They led her back to her cage and uncuffed her, and left her locked inside her cage. When the men were gone, Annie was left alone in the dimly-lit dungeon. Her tits were sore from all the rough handling, and she could still smell the drying cum stains on her face. She wanted to cry, from the things the men made her do, and how she had reacted. She cupped her tits and rubbed them gently to ease the pain. Then, almost unknowingly, she began squeezing and rubbing her tits, while her mind went back to how roughly they were handled by the men. She was shocked by what she was doing, but she just couldn't stop. She began tweaking her nipples, first with both hands, and then, with one hand playing with her nipples, she slid her other hand down to her still-wet pussy.
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