C.U.F.F.S.

 

CHAPTER 22

(WELCOME)

 

When Susan began to stir she became very alarmed. She could tell she was naked and immediately noted her wrists were cuffed behind her back. The most disturbing thing was she couldn’t open her eyes even though in the totally blacken room there was nothing to see. She tried rolling over a little to feel the edge of whatever she was laying. Her ass and thighs hurt. She began tracing welt lines on her ass and thighs and anywhere else her cuffed wrists allowed her movement. Her breasts and especially her nipples seem to throb. She laid back and tried to recall what all happen the night before. She remembered being grabbed by someone who jumped out of the van that was parked next to their car. Her struggles were brief as he held something over her mouth and nose. The next thing she remembered was being tied and stripped. She recalled there was an older man who seemed in charge and another guy who had a gun pointed at her but it was clear the old man was in charge.

 

And for no reason she was whipped mercilessly on her ass, tits and heartlessly on and into her spread cunt. And just when she thought that was about as terrible as things could get they staked out her nipples pulling them as far as they would stretch and left her there for a long time.  She remembers suffering not only being hung upside down in the severe position but with something shoved down into her ass that burn like hell and seem to increase over time. The burning became so intense that she tried to some how expel whatever it was from her ass however clinching her ass muscles to try and push it out only got her more burning. Try as she might, she couldn’t hold still from the pain and she struggled for a long time.

 

When the men returned she hoped it was over or at least maybe they would just fuck her and let her go but instead she recalled receiving another whipping. This one may have been the worse whipping she had ever received. The harsh coil from the whip hurt as if it  cut around her body while the leather throng’s tip felt like it burnt itself into her flesh. She had never felt anything so brutal in all the things Larry or others had done to her. She was sure she was going to be whipped to death when it finally stopped.

 

Then she recalled being fucked but only by one of them. The one who later put her in the van and made her fuck a huge vibrator. Where the other guy went she had no idea. She was blindfolded from that point on.

 

She began thinking about her husband and what he might be doing. By now he must be going crazy searching for her. Surely he had the police involved too. As she thought more about everything she figured more than likely a couple of those men from the bar grabbed her. If this was true Bob hopefully had some leads as to who took her and where she might be right now. She knew Bob would not stop looking for her until she was found.

 

Then she began thinking the worse scenario. What is they hurt or did worse to Bob? What if they just wanted to use her and kill her when they are done? She knew it was a very real possibility. No witness is the best witness. She decided to be as cooperative as possible in hopes of keeping them interested in her.

 

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Bob too awoke cuffed and blindfolded although not naked. His mind was truly reeling. He had no idea how he got where he was or why his wrists were cuffed behind his back. In reality because of the date rape drug he was fuzzy about most everything all the way to the point of leaving the bar. “What the fuck happen her tried to think? But only bits and piece of the time with DB Slaver and his wife flashed into and quickly out of his mind. She was hung upside down naked but where? He remembered whipping her ass but nothing else. Then even though he wasn’t sure he thought they had left her like that.

 

“Some one help. Help please. Hello!”

 

Bob began screaming for help for the next 20 minutes before tiring of it. “Please be safe, Sue.” He muttered to himself.

 

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As for Trent he was up early. He drove to the Bank’s home and let himself in with the key he found on Bob. He put on rubber gloves and began rummaging through drawers and files. He collected what records, accounts and info he needed for now before stumbling on an envelope with a thousand dollars in it. The envelope was marked for emergency use. Trent couldn’t help but chuckle. “I have to say this qualifies as a real emergency for them.” He said before stuffing it into his pocket. Then just as he began to leave she spotted something that surprised him. It was a picture of Sue and Bob with a young girl between them. Trent thought back to his research notes. He recalled that Susan’s medical records stated she was incapable of conceiving which was a hell of a bonus selling point. He placed the picture back down on the shelf.

 

Locking everything up, he went out the back door and walked the two blocks down the street where he parked his car. He got in and checked his watch. It was 7:14 AM. He wondered if his two guests were up yet. He needed to get back to start the ball rolling and to get their cooperation for a few things.

 

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Susan heard a door opening and foot steps. She scooted herself over and forced herself to sit up as she heard someone approaching. Her heart began to pound. Would they hurt her more or fuck her. Or was it someone who would rescue her? At first she was about to call out but then thought if it were her captors, she wanted to prove she would cooperate with them. Give them no trouble.

 

A hand went to her face and slowly removed the gauze and tape from her eyes. The light hurt her eyes for a while before finally adjusting to the light. To her surprise another man stood before them. He was a man much younger than the one was in charge from the night before. He had a handlebar mustache, long hair and a scar across his left cheek but when he spoke he sounded strangely familiar to the older man from the night before. “Get up.” He ordered. Susan struggled to comply but when she wasn’t up fast enough he grabbed her hair and yanked her the rest of the way up. Pointing to a toilet in the corner, he told her. “If you have to go, do it now.” At first she had trouble peeing but finally her flow began. He saw how she blushed in shame about peeing in front of a stranger.

 

“I’m going to unlock your hand cuffs and let you have something to eat. Are you going to be good?” he asked? She whispered she would. He told her to wait on the bunk and left. He left to go up stairs to get her some water and a roll. The sound of the cell door closing assured her the bars were solid. He quickly returned carrying just the cup and a roll. He poked at something and she heard a faint beep and then the sound of the lock clicking open. It was then she noticed for the first time a key pad on the inside of the cell door. Instead of closing the door he stood in front of it.

 

‘Hurry and eat. I got a lot to do this morning.”

 

Susan took a bite out of the roll and sipped the water. The roll tasted stale but she wasn’t about to complain. She decided to dare and ask him what was happening. The man looked up at her. “It’s all about money, Susan.” was his only reply.

 

“What do you mean? I’m sure my husband will pay you anything you want. But please don’t hurt me anymore.”

 

“We’ll see.” he said. “If you’re a good obedient slut and do everything without hesitation or try anything stupid you might just get away with the light treatment you got last night.”

 

Two things hit Susan like a bolt of lightening as he spoke. First his voice was the same as the man who took her from Larry two nights earlier but his appearance, his face all looked completely different. And yet his voice sounded like that guy’s as well as the older man from outside the bar. Secondly, if he thought her pain from last night was getting off easy it frighten her to think what could be worse.

 

“Please that whipping hurt me so much. Look at the bruises and welts on me.”

 

“Yes, they are beautiful indeed, now finish up. I have to get a few things ready in the other room.” And with that he went through a doorway she had not yet noticed. The light turned on in the other room and she heard him moving things around.

 

Carefully she dared to get up and peek into the other room. What she saw scared the hell out of her. There were chains and pulleys and ropes and whips and things she had no idea what they were for. He looked to be getting something out of a locked cabinet. When she slowly went to sit back down she noticed the her cell’s door was still open. She looked over her shoulder to assure he couldn’t see her and she crept out of the door and quietly went up the stairs. At the top of the stairs was a heavy wooden door. As soon as she discovered it was locked she hurried back down. Luckily he was still busy in the other room. She sat back on her bunk and finished her roll and water just when he came back into the room.

 

He told her she was going to have to endure a little more pain but it had a purpose. She pleaded and told him she was still very sore. “I’ll bet you are.” He laughed. “Don’t worry this will just be just a little tingly shock to make you jump around.” He matter-of-factly told her.

 

“How much. Please no.”

 

“That depends if you obey and cooperate.”

 

“I promise. I will obey and do anything you say. You don’t have to hurt me. I’ll do whatever you want.” She assured him.

 

He seemed amused at her pleads. “Ah Susan a woman like you with that kind of body has been created for abuse. You are a natural pain and sex slut and I think even you know it.”

 

“No, that’s not true.” She replied. “I’ve just been forced to obey others.”

 

“Humm, lets test that out.” He said and looked into the toilet where she had peed earlier. “Dip your cup into this toilet and drink your diluted piss.” Susan recalled the horrible taste of the ice and piss Larry made forced her to drink at the motel. She looked at her captor with pleading eyes. “Too late you hesitated. I told you I expect immediate obedience from you slut.”

 

“No, I’m sorry, please I’ll do it.” She said taking a couple of steps toward the toilet bowl.

 

“I said it’s to fucken late.” He growled as he stopped her. He grabbed the cup from her hand and unzipped himself. In seconds a stream of yellow piss flowed into the cup to the brim. “Drink this.” he handed her the cup. It felt warm from his fresh piss. This time she dared not hesitate and began to force the liquid down. “Stop.” He commanded. Relieved she did. “Tell me how you love drinking my piss.”

 

Again he saw her blush deepen. “I love it sir.” She replied.

 

“Love what?”

 

“I love drinking your piss, sir.”

 

“Good, then finish it all up and I’ll make sure you get plenty to drink since you love it so much.”

 

Susan coughed and choked when she finished but was able to hold it in. He made her walk into the other room where her wrists were cuffed into wrists restraints on a spreader bar. The bar had a chain attached to it and soon he cranked a handle and she began to rise off the floor. He attached straps and chains to her ankles and locked each ankle way out to floor rings. He went back to the wench and cranked it some more. Susan felt her arms and legs being stretched out to the point she was afraid of dislocation. The guy tested her body’s tautness. He could move her but only a few inches.

 

“Oh please no.” she implored when she saw him holding nasty looking alligator clips with wires attached. She wiggled just a little as he stretched out on her left nipple. Sue whimpered as she watched the metal teeth open over it. The pain when he let it close on the still sore nub was intense. Her head jerked back and she howled. Of course this didn’t stop him from repeating the procedure to her right nipple. Susan began panting and trying to deal with the biting pain of the spring tension metal teeth gnawing into her tender nips.

 

“Humm one more left.” He said holding another clip with leads. ”Tell me where I should put this one, slut. Susan knew where he wanted it but just shook her head no. She just didn’t want to believe he would place something so horrible anywhere on her pussy. “More disobedience. That will earn you 2 levels higher setting of shock.” He smiled at her tear filled eyes. “Now you tell me slut,  where should I place this one to give you the most pain.?”

 

Susan could barely speak. “On my pussy sir.” She whispered.

 

“Cunt, a cunt, you are a slut slave and only have a cunt. If you say breast or pussy again, you will be punished for it. Ladies have virginas or maybe pussies and breasts but you are a slut slave with tits to whip, an ass to whip and fuck and a cunt for anyone to use. Say it.”

 

“Cunt, I have a cunt.” She cried out.

 

She winced the instant she felt the touch of the metal clip to her cunt. “Slut, answer me honestly or you will earn even more levels of shock. Do you think it will hurt more clipping this to your cunt lips or your clit?”

 

Susan burst out crying but some how managed to utter the word clit. “I thought so too.” He said as he began to massage her love button.

 

“Ahhhhhh” she moaned and cried as she felt herself reacting to his touch. Her body was betraying her. When he let the clip’s teeth close upon the small swollen nub she went wild, jerking and twisting as much as she could in her tight restraints. Susan pleaded and promised anything if he would just remove that clip. Instead he left her for awhile to calm down.

 

Upon returning, her head was hung down. She was dripping sweat and breathing deeply. He calmly and indifferently sat in a chair to the side and placed a box in his lap. The box had the other ends of the wires attached to it. “I have only tested this on my finger at level two. That is the level I had plan for you today.” With that she saw a green light go on and then saw him turn a knob that clicked twice. Sharp stinging pain shot into her nipples and clit. It felt as if someone was pricking her in those areas with multiple pins. Susan pulled on her restraints and cried out. “I can only imagine how that hurts on your nipples and clit. But enough empathy.” He turned the knob two more clicks. The pain doubled. She shook and danced and screamed louder than she imagined she could. Susan began begging for him to stop it. She promised him anything. She shouted how she will obey and be a good slut slave. He pushed a button and the green light went off along with the power but he left the setting at 4.

 

“So you say you’re going to be a good slave?”

 

“Yes, yes please.” She interrupted him.

 

“As I said you were to just get level 2 but you earned level 4 when you hesitated drinking the toilet water. That is how things are going to work and there will be no recourse once you disobey, hesitate or lie. You are lucky you told me you would hurt more getting shocked to your clit or you would have earn another 2 level. Hell there are only 8 shock levels in all.”

 

“Please I’ll be good.”

 

“Do you understand once you earned a punishment all the begging will not stop it? As a matter of fact if you beg forgiveness knowing you deserve the correction and punishment, that will earn you extra punishment. Do you understand?”

 

“Yes.” She replied in a panting voice.

 

“Good lets review.” He said setting down the controller to Sue’s relief.

 

“Do you know how you will earn punishments?”

 

She began to nod but then realized like before he wanted her to say it. “If I hesitate to do anything you ask, I will be punished. If I disobey, I will be punished. If I lie I will be punished. If I say pussy or breast instead of cunt and tits, I will be punished. And if I beg or plead for forgiveness, I will be punished.”

 

Trent nodded. His plan on breaking her early was working but now he had to teach her nothing will get by him. “Do you agree a slut slave deserves punishments for these things?” Susan was afraid when she finally eagerly agreed but he didn’t seem to notice her hesitation.

 

“Of course until everything is completed, you will probably get some pain if your husband doesn’t cooperate. Unfortunately, any hesitation by him will be paid by you too.”

 

Trent reached for what looked like a TV controller and sat back into the chair. “Slut are you being honest with me?”

 

“Yes sir.” She quickly replied.

 

“And you will obey and not try to escape if the chance arises because there will be times when I will need you out in public and expect utmost obedience.”

 

“Yes sir.”

 

“Humm, I’m a little perplexed about your honesty.” He continued as he scratched his head. “You swear your obedience and honesty but you haven’t told me about how you already tried to escape.”  Trent clicked the TV remote and Susan saw her image on the bed getting up and sneaking out the cell door. Her mouth dropped just as he turned the zapper back on and turned up voltage to a level 6.

 

Susan’s eyes nearly rolled up into her head. She screamed until it only sounded like a gurgling sound. Trent nonchalantly walked up behind her and stuffed a rubber ball gag into her mouth. “Can’t have you biting or swallowing your tongue, can we?” He said as he buckled it. He sat back down and watched her shake as if …….. as if she was being electrocuted. Trent knew the levels were an unbearable torture but they were non-life threatening for a healthy woman Susan’s age. He always enjoyed watching one of his captives suffering for the first time knowing the painful lesson she was learning would work wonders later. In a sadistic moment he turned up the shocker to maximum for only a few seconds before turning the power completely off. Susan coughed and moaned. Her chest rose and fell and she gasped for breath. “Never turned it up to 8 until now. You’re special.”

 

Trent placed the electro controller on a platform in front of Susan’s hanging spread eagle body and looked back toward the TV for placement.

 

“I got some passwords, pin numbers and codes to get from your hubby. You just hang tight.” He sarcastically stated. “Oh don’t worry about this thing,” he said pointing to the controller, “the only way it will activate is if Bobby doesn’t cooperate. Then it’s his fault if you fry again.”

 

Before leaving the room, Trent clicked a spotlight on that was directed on Sue’s hanging frame. With the light in her eyes she couldn’t see him adjusting a camera mounted on a tripod at her. She heard the cell door lock.

 

*** TO BE CONTINUED ****