It was a night for me to relax. My baby girl was at her dad’s for the summer and I needed the night out on the town. I just finally got us settled into our new house. My business was doing so well in Florida that I thought I could expand it in Texas. I was also looking for a long time friend who lived in the Huston area. I wanted to go this club called the Night Spot. I was dressed to kill. The tight low cut dark blue shirt showed off my double D’s cleavage just right. I was wearing my favorite pair of jeans that showed off my butt just right. I had to say I was hot. My brown hair fell down to my shoulders in layers and curled just right. My rectangle glasses made me look just a little bit older. I called around to the very few friends I had made since my move, but everyone else had plans. I headed down town to the club. I was jamming out to my mp3s on the way. Tonight felt like it was going to be a great night.

I got to the club a little after ten at night. It was crowded and loud. People were dancing and having a great time. I had guys all over me all night. None of them kept my interest more than a dance or two. I noticed this one guy who kept watching me the whole night. He was average height and well toned. His black hair and dark eyes caught my attention. We would exchange smiles back and forth, but he never came over to me. I continued to dance and have a good time till about two in the morning. The club was slowly empting out and I was getting tired. I was chatting with this one guy who was sitting next to me at the bar. I looked up to scope the club out and the mysterious guy was still there. He finally got up from his seat and walked over to me.

“Where have you been all my life?” he said

With a smile I say “Right here. I’m Sue, what’s your name?”

“I’m Greg. What is a pretty young thing like you doing uncollared?” he said.

“No one wants me right now.” I respond with a giggle.

“Oh really I would take you and show you better things.” He said as he paid for a drink and handed it to me. He leads me over to a corner of the club away from most of the people so we can hear each other.

“No you don’t want me, trust me.” He looks me up and down and whistles a cat call.

“Trust me cutie I do”

“I’m untamed and unrulely” I say as I flaunt my breast.

“You just don’t know what a real man is like. And with a shake like that I would keep you nice and bottled up.” I look at him from head to toe. He is about 5’5” not very built and has a nerdish vibe coming from him.

“You don’t look tough enough for me.”

“Ha, you would think, but trust me I can have you at my feet all day long.” Greg said as he lightly taps my ass.

I stared at him with a look that could kill. How dare he invade my personal space? How dare he touch my butt without my okay? “EXCUSE me! I don’t think I said it was okay to touch me.” Greg grabbed my wrist.

“Excuse you little miss tough girl wanna be. You’re gonna know who is in charge.” He released his grip from my wrist and I slapped him across the face.

“You have no right to touch me like that.” I told him. He quickly grabbed my wrist again and pinned me against the wall.

“Listen here little girl I can touch you however I want.” Greg said with a smirk.

“Stop, you are hurting me. Just stop.” I pleaded.

“Say please.” He teased

I pushed against his hands “Please just stop.”

“So do you think I’m tough enough for you?” Greg said as he firmly held my hands to the wall.

“I said please, so please just let me go.” I begged as I struggled against him. I felt the fear starting to build inside me.

“Not until I have had my way with you. I bet that pussy of yours is tight.”

“You won’t know. I refuse!” I said as I try to kick him.

“I will find out bitch” as he shoves me against the wall with a little bit of force.

“No!” I tried to kick him in the crouch but he blocked me. He then kicked my feet out from underneath me and I fell to the floor hard.

“That is a good bitch. I want you to fight. It makes me feel better when I break you. This is what you get for acting like big shit.” I quickly look around for someone to help me.

“Help me, oh, please, help me” There is hardly anyone in the club by now.

“Just you and I now, No one else will save you. Now shut up whore. We could be in a room full of people and still no one would help you.” He said with an evil smile.

“Fuck off loser!” I said as I stood up “You are so not my type” I turned and started for the door with a new strength in me. I felt my hair being pulled and my body focused against the wall again.

“Too late for that, you got my attention and now you will deal with it.”

“Please just stop it. Please!” I scream.

“Here is what is going to happen.” He shift his body closer to mine and whispered in my ear as I felt his hand move the back of my neck. “We are going to leave this club and you are coming with me.” He dug his fingers into the sides of my neck as I took a step forward. We walked out of the club with his hand still on the back of my neck. We noticed two cops sitting on their curser as we stepped into the parking lot.

“Help...”  I screamed at the top of my lungs and then I felt my feet move from under me. I hit the pavement hard.

Greg leaned down and whispered “Nice try.” We looked up and noticed the cops’ attention had just been turned to us. We watched as they got up from their curser and started walking towards us.

“Say one word and I’ll slit your throat.” He whispered as he helped me up.

“Is there a problem here?” One of the cops asked.

“No she had a little too much to drink and I was just helping her home.” Greg said. The two cops look at both of us.

“Okay, just take it easy.” The other cop said. The cops turned and walked away. I felt Greg’s fingers dig into my neck, which made me stiffen up.

“That’s better slut.” He said as he pulled me closer to him. I quit fighting at this point. I felt as though there really was no escape for me. He led me over to his red Porsche Boxer. He opened the passenger door and told me to get in as he pushed on my neck urging me into the car. He quickly tied my wrist together. I watched as he tied a short piece of rope from one ankle to the other. “This should stop you from thinking you have a chance to escape.” He said as he looked down at me. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but I felt this over whelming fear rise inside me. “Now I would suggest you keep your mouth shut or I’ll shut it for you with this duck tape.” I shook my head yes as I fought back the urge to cry. He leaned into the car and reached across me. I gasped for air as I became more and more uncomfortable as his body moved across my breast. I closed my eyes and listened as he dug around behind the driver’s seat. He pulled back and I opened my eyes again, and watched as he tied this other piece of rope to me wrist and pulled it up over my head and back behind my seat. I felt so venerable sitting there with my feet tied together and my arm forced up and over my head. “Pull on your arms.” Greg said in an authoritive tone. By now I couldn’t hide the tears in my eyes. I lightly tugged on the ropes and found I couldn’t bring my arms down. I even swear the seemed to get tighter as I pulled on them.

“It hurts. It made the rope become tighter. I promise I’ll be good would you please just loosen them a little.” I felt a tear slide down my cheek as he reach up and loosen the ropes just a little.

“We have a long drive home so mightiest well not cut the blood off that long.” Greg said as he fastened the seat belt across me, being sure to brush against my breast. “Just know you pull on them anymore I can’t fix it while I am driving.”

“I understand and thank you” I said as he locked my door and closed it. He quickly got into the driver’s side and started the car. He revved the engine and peeled the tires as we shot across the parking lot. My heart jumped as the tears fell from my eyes as we headed down the road.

“That’s alright dear, cry your heart out. Something about a crying slut turns me on that much more.” He said as I felt his hand on my knee. I moved closer to the door out of reflex. But he quickly grabbed the waist on my pants and yanked me even closer to him. I notice the car never shifted in it’s lane as he did this. He laid his hand back on my knee without another word. He navigated through the city streets and towards the interstate. Once we reached the interstate the car shot forward again and continued at a high rate of speed. I couldn’t make out the signs as we flew past them. The roads where empty since it was early Saturday morning. I felt his hand slowly start squeezing my thigh and moving up my leg. I jumped a little and he glanced over at me. “You need to get over your personal space. That was left there in the club.” He slid his hand between my legs and rubbed against my pussy. I shuttered as I felt the sensation run through my body.  “You keep telling yourself that you don’t like this yet your body is screaming for more.” I shook my head no and closed my eyes. He unbutton my pants as he stared at the road “I wonder how wet you are right now” he said as he reach into my pants. “Damn your pussy is extremely warm. You must really be enjoying this.” He looks over at me as I feel him touching my underwear. “No lace? No frills? No see through? Just plain cotton underwear? You aren’t a normal slut in the clubs these days.” He reached his hand down to my pussy and slid a finger inside of me. “Damn you are soaked.” He said as he continued to play with my pussy. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. It had been years since I was with anyone. I had spent so much time lately focused on my daughter and getting our lives back on track since my divorce.

I felt the familiar feeling building inside me as we sped down the road.  Just as my body started to shake the car came to a stop and the engine cut off. He quickly pulled his hand from my pants and got out of the car. The passenger door opened and I felt my hand fall to my lap. He undid my seat belt as my eyes fluttered open. Greg was standing there staring at me. “Well get out of the car whore.” I looked at my feet. “You got enough room to walk just not big strides. Let’s go.” I slid out of the car and he buttoned my pants again. He walked over to a cabinet and walked quickly back to me. Before I knew what had happened I felt a chain around my neck. Greg was holding a leash and stated walking towards a door. I was frozen in place. I felt the collar tighten against my throat. “Move it or I’ll kill you bitch.” He jerks on the leash and I slowly took a step forward. Then start walking towards the house. Greg opens the door and when I step inside the first thing I notice is two women kneeling down next to the door. Their hands are bound behind their backs and attached to their bound feet.  They were also blindfolded and gagged. Their bodies trembled as they shifted around. I stayed frozen as I guy came up and stuck a needle in each of them. The two of them slumped farther over as their bodies relaxed. I then noticed they had something in their ears so they couldn’t hear what was going on. Greg turned around “Come on! That’s just tomorrow’s trash waiting to be taken out.” He tugs on the leash again. I slowly start walking again.

“Are you going to…” I spoke softly and slowly scared to know the answer.

“Kill ‘em? Nah, not those two.” Greg led me through a room where several other guys where sitting and talking. I felt their eyes focus in on me as we walked passed. I started feeling the unmistakable feeling of danger creep over me. The more they stared the quicker I tried to walk, till I was really close to Greg. He led me to a flight of stairs. At the top of the stairs was a sitting room. The lighting was low and gave off a feeling of dreg. I quickly looked around and noticed the table was actually two women with their hands bound to each other. Their ankles where tied tight. The plate of glass rested against their back as the remained on all fours. Again these two where gagged. I then noticed a single girl gagged and on her hands and knees. Her wrist and ankles again where bound stopping her escape. Greg pulled me into a room. “This is my room.” He said. I looked around as he untied my ankles and wrist. The room looked more like a dungeon, than a room. The walls where black brick and decorated with large pictures of women being tied up, spanked, gagged, strung from the ceiling, and tied to the floor. He noticed I was looking around when he finally spoke again. “Now Sue, the fun begins. Well the fun for me.” He walks around me. I felt him staring at me and judging me. “Take your clothes off.” I quickly undress and stand there with my naked body exposed. Greg moved so he is standing in front of me. He reached out and took my breast in his hands. He squeezed, kneading and pulled on them. “I thought these might have been fake, but I can tell they are 100% real. That is always a plus.” He took my nipples in between his fingers and pulled on them. I let out a muffled scream as my nipple felt like they where on fire.

“Yes they are.” I said softly. He placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Get down.” He commanded as he put pressure on my shoulder. I quickly dropped to my knees without a fight. I knew I needed to not fight in order to get out of here alive. I watch as he pulls out his cock. I helped him take his pants off. He looks down at me a little shocked. I opened my mouth and took his five inch cock into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and slid my head back and forth. I pressed my tongue against his cock, and very softly scrapping my teeth across his dick. I reach up with my other hand and message his balls as I pull the air out of my mouth making it that much tighter. I force his cock father and farther into my mouth and moan against it. I feel his hand slide up my shoulder and rest on the back of my head for just a second. He quickly grabs a chuck of my hair and pulls me off his cock. His cock leaves my mouth with a popping noise. He tossed me aside only to snap “Stand up, bitch. You seem to be enjoying that to much.”  I quickly stand up just to have him spin me around. “Put your hands on the bench over there.” He commanded as he slapped my ass. I go over to the bench and place my hands,  palms down on it. I notice there are scratched all over the bench. Some are dug so deep my finger can sit in the grooves. “Yeah some bitches just won’t learn to take it. They just want to fight.” I felt my feet being kicked wide apart. His hands grabbed onto either sides of my waist and I felt his cock impale my ass. I let out a scream from the pain. That only made his dick harder and push deeper into my ass. The pain got stronger and the tears built up more till the fell from my eyes. I squeezed my ass tighter and heard Greg moan from behind me. His hand found my hair and yanked my head back as he forced himself inside me more. I felt his body tense up and shake when he pulled out of me and shoved a large dildo into my ass. He tossed me to the floor again. I watched as he got between my legs and slid his cock inside of me. I closed my eyes and let him fuck me. His hands moved all over my body. I felt him grabbing at my breast and then playing with my pussy and my clit. Before I knew it Greg was shaking again. This time he didn’t stop. He pound against me deeper and harder till his body shook and his cum was inside of me. He collapsed next to me. I shifted just a little bit to give him a little bit more room. I felt his hand close around my wrist and squeeze. “Where are you going?” He said in a worn out tone.

“No where. I was just giving you a little bit of space. I swear.” I said in a begging tone.

“Good.” Greg said as he closed his eyes for a minute and his grip softened but never let go. We lied there for a moment till he recovered. He stood over me and motioned, with his hand, for me to sit up. I got to my knees and felt his hand slid behind my head. He grabbed his cock and rubbed it against my mouth. “All clean now” he said as he put his pants on. He left the room without saying another word. I heard the door lock after Greg closed it. I then pulled the toy from my ass and found a towel next to the door.  I wiped my face off first and then cleaned as much cum off me as I could. I went over to my clothes and found my phone was still there. I flipped it open and saw there was no signal. I moved to the corner next to the door and stared at a picture of my daughter smiling back at me. The door unlocked and opened. I dropped my phone next to my clothes as someone entered the room.

This lady was in a form fitting black latex dress. The dress came down to mid upper thigh. Her legs looked so long and gorgeous. She was wearing black stocking and stilettos. Her ankles where shackled together. Her dirty blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail and she had a large bight red gag in her mouth.  She shuffled over to me and dropped an outfit next to me. I looked at it and then at her. She looked at me with pleading eyes and motioned for me to put it on. Once it was on and found it to be very restricting. The outfit I received was not like the one she was wearing. Mine was a full body suite. It was a one piece that covered my whole body. The sleeves went down to my wrist and the legs all the way to my ankles. The latex material stuck to my body. It made my ass look bigger than ever. My breast stuck out like a sore thumb.  I wanted to cover up my body so bad. She turned herself around ever so slightly, when she noticed my open phone on the floor. She picked up her foot and stepped on my phone. Shooting me a look of total stock and horror, she moved out of the room as fast as she could.  I bit my lip feeling crushed inside as I watched the picture of my daughter being smashed. I followed her down a hallway and into a small elevator. She motioned me to get in first. I moved towards the back as she entered the elevator with me. She hit the button marked 3B. The elevator started downwards with a jerk.

The doors opened to a busy scene. There where women everywhere. They were all different shapes and sizes. Some had on the latex suites, like I was wearing. Others were dressed like my escort. Others had their hair cut off. Some were gagged. The other women’s outfit was a guard’s uniform. They were caring night sticks with them.  My escort led me over to a female guard and she knelt down. I followed her lead. The guard nodded her head and then walked over to me. I watched as my escort got up and left.

“Well, first off, welcome to hell.” She said to me.

“Thank you?” I said not sure what to really say.

“That’s a weird response. Follow me.” She said as she turned and started down a hallway. As we walk I notice the different outfits more and more. “Those are different forms of punishments. Fist you are gagged and finally your hair is shaven off. Think you can keep your hair?” She asked

“I hope so.” I said softly. I started to notice several male guards walking around.  One male guard had a female guard pinned to the wall by her neck as he yelled at her. “May I ask you a question?” I asked not looking at the guards. Ignoring them just like everyone else was doing.

“Depends on what the question is.”

“What was up with the guard back there?”

“There are two types of guards. Slaves like me who know there place and succeed in training get to help the guards out. It’s a privilege. The male guards are in charge. That girl is going to lose her privileges. It only takes one mistake to lose this status. But don’t get it in your head you will ever get to this sates.” She opened a door and pointed inside.

“This is your room. Enjoy.” She said as the door slammed shut. I listened to the lock echo through out the room. I took a quick look around and found the cot. It had a single pillow and a wool blanket. I sat at the head of the bed and clutched the pillow against me as I tried to hide in the corner. Before I knew it I fell asleep in that position.