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Under Control

Part 2

Any similarity to persons, dead or alive, portrayed in this story is purely coincidental. All characters and places are fictional.




It had been four days since my parents had left on their holidays. I had decided to use the week alone to my full advantage by having some kinky fun. I had no idea that it would turn out the way it had done. I was hogtied on my knees and held upright by an old dog lead that was attached to the ball gag head harness fixed to my head. Every muscle in my body hurt. My knees had been bent continuously for nearly 48hours and my arms were tied securely to my ankles. I could move my fingers slightly but had no way to reach the knots of the rope holding my wrists together or the one holding my wrists to my ankles. I was trapped and wanted to be free, but would have to wait for someone to let me go.

Very unlikely considering I know the names and addresses of the two girls that have done this to me, I thought to myself. The last thing that Beth had done to me was slap my dick eight times after force-feeding me my own cum. My dick no longer hurt but the smell and taste of my cum still lingered. I felt sick and my stomach was hurting more than my arms and legs. The last time I had eaten was the day before my birthday, nearly four days ago, unless you count cum. It then dawned on me that I had had nothing to drink in all that time too. It was no wonder I felt sick and completely exhausted. I guessed it was the early hours of my fourth day home alone. My parents were due to arrive back in three days and I wondered what they would think if they found me as I was. At the same time, I was worried what was going to happen to me. I just could not get Beths words out of my head. They were going to use me like a new toy, even share me with their friends or strangers if they wanted. Deep down I knew I would not be in the house when my parents arrived home. Falling asleep again my last thoughts were, what are they going to do to me next?


The front door was slammed shut. I could hear people walking around downstairs, going into my kitchen and rummaging through drawers. I tried to shout for help, but the only sound made was a moaning.

Sounds like our bitch is awake, I heard Katherine say. Found it, said Beth. The kitchen door was then closed and I heard both of them walk upstairs. When they got to the top, Beth checked my bonds and commentated on how tight they still were. Katherine opened up a laptop and started typing something. Beth knelt down next to me and said;

Im glad you didnt free yourself bitch. We have been up all night talking about what to do with you. It occurred to us that your parents will be home soon and we cant very well leave you here to explain what we did to you, so you will have to be taken somewhere else. Of course Im not going to tell you where, but I guarantee you will never come back to this house again, or see your parents again.

I started moaning loudly trying to get them to let me go. I had never truly wanted this. For my efforts, I received three quick slaps to my dick, which made me moan louder.

Now as I was saying before you rudely interrupted me, we going to leave a letter, from you, explaining that youve gone abroad for an indefinite amount of time and for them to not worry about you.

Katherine then got up, walked past me to go into another room. She came back two minutes later holding a letter addressed to my parents supposedly from me. Holding it to my face, I could see clearly that she had written exactly what Beth had said. Smiling she folded the letter and placed it at the top of the stairs. I tried to free myself again by twisting my body and rubbing my hands together but I just couldnt get free.  I was too tired to keep up my efforts for more than a minute. I noticed both Beth and Katherine had vanished from sight, and annoyingly my dick was getting hard again, from all my struggling. I was so thirsty and hungry I couldnt stand it anymore. I started mumbling for some water, and that I would do anything for some. Laughing Katherine came out of my bedroom with Beth behind her.

Awww look. Bitch wants us to feed him again and hes started to get hard just for us.

He was fed yesterday; I dont think we should feed him until tomorrow, Beth said.

Okay, I guess youre right. After all, were in charge bitch and you had better get used to it.


Katherine bent over so her face was right in front of mine, her black top falling slightly to show off her cleavage and the top of her black bra, stared me straight in the eye and said,

Were off to sort out your transportation to your new home. Be a good bitch and behave yourself otherwise, well drag you behind the car all the way there.

Smiling she stood up, placed the blindfold back over my eyes and left the house.


I listened for a moment, breathing slowly and heard next doors front door close. Panicking I knew they would be back soon. I wanted to escape but couldnt think of a way to do so. Instead, I saved my strength and waited. Another reason to not struggle was the threat of being dragged behind the car. I lived in the countryside and although roads nearby were heavily used, there were some side roads that rarely had any traffic on them. Starved and thirsty, I waited for my neighbours return.


I heard a car pull up outside the house, a door opened and closed, the engine was kept running. Next, I heard another door open with what sounded like a bang as if something had fallen, followed by a series of clatters from chains hitting metal. Downstairs the front door was opened and I heard people coming up the stairs. Something was placed on the ground; I suspected a box and the metal chains that I had heard before.

So this is our new slave?

Shit. Theyve already told someone about me and have even brought them to see me I thought to myself. I tried to keep as still as possible, and strained to hear every word said. I wanted to know who was standing looking at me, but couldnt because of the damn blindfold. I sensed more than felt hands undoing the old dog lead holding me upright. Once undone I fell forwards and a moan escaped my lips. I could hear laughing all around me and then one of them kicked me in the side. Another moan followed by more laughter. I couldnt move much, and when I tried, I just ended up rocking side to side.

My blindfold was removed, light flooded my eyes and it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the light. In front of me was a metal cage, similar to a dogs cage. The walls looked like they were made of two-inch thick metal bars. There were gaps between each of the bars, but only about four inches wide. At the front of the cage was a rectangular hole, slightly larger than the other gaps. Next to the cage, there were two pairs of handcuffs and a smaller chain with hooks on. I did not want to go into the cage and tried to shuffle backwards. Still laughing two pairs of hands grabbed me and pushed me forwards into the cage. It was very cramped. My head was an inch from the bars, my toes touched the bars on top and when the door was closed, and my knees felt the cool metals touch. I heard a padlock shut and I knew I was locked in.

Next, the sets of handcuffs were lifted and attached to my wrists and ankles through the bars. From what I could tell the chains connecting each cuff went out of the cage, over the bars, then back into the cage to connect to the second cuff, effectively chaining my arms and legs to the cage itself. The third chain was then attached to each set of handcuffs. Finally, the rope that was still holding my arms and legs together was cut off. I felt a sense of freedom flood over me, despite being in a cage. My arms and legs were still connected, but now I had a bit of movement. The cage was picked up, with me inside, and carried down the stairs and outside. I was placed on the porch and the front door was closed. My head now free to move slightly, I looked around. The girls must have gone back in the house.


All of a sudden, I felt really conscious of my situation. I was wearing a girls pink swimming costume, chained inside a metal cage in full view of anyone that might walk or drive past. I felt uncomfortable lying on the metal bars of the cage. They dug into my skin and no longer felt cool to the touch, they were starting to warm up in the sunlight adding to my discomfort. Just in front of my house was a pickup truck. The tailgate was dropped down and the engine was still running. My transport I thought. There was a slight breeze and no clouds in the sky. I was already dehydrated and the heat from the sun wasnt helping my condition. My breathing had become laboured now, almost like a pant; I desperately needed water.


After a few minutes, Beth and Katherine came out of the house, picked up the cage and placed it on the truck. They swivelled it round so I was facing the back where the tailgate would be. The third girl was standing next to Beth and I knew who she was. She was slightly taller than Beth, with shoulder length blond hair. She was wearing a summer strap top, black shorts and trainers. Her name was Jessica. She was holding a hosepipe directed at me and said,

I am also your new mistress bitch, so you had better lower your gaze or you can burn in this cage with no water for another day.

I lowered my eyes, accepting that the only way I would get any water would be to do as I was instructed. Once I kept my gaze down for a minute, she turned on the hosepipe. Water struck me right in the face, spraying over my face onto my arms and the bars. She kept the water directed at my mouth, meaning I couldnt breathe due to the cover over my nose. When I tried to move my head, Jessica just followed me. When I was about to pass out from lack of air she stopped. I started panting hard and carried on struggling, hurting my wrists and ankles as the cuffs dug in. The tailgate was lifted and all three girls got into the car, after throwing a woollen blanket over the cage. I was now freezing cold from the water, chained in a small cramped cage, on the back of a truck, gagged and wearing a tight girls pink swimming costume. It was made tighter by the water and my dick was big again, pulling the fabric away from my belly. I had no idea where I was going or what might be waiting for me. At least they gave me some water I thought, but I still wondered what would happen next.


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