Tanya had agreed to try it, to see if it was really as bad as people said it was, and as good. She knew she was placing herself in the hands of people she hardly knew, people who could, and would, take advantage of her, but it was all to be filmed, so she could see afterwards, what she had done, and what had been done to her. because apparently. People who had undergone this, had little or no memory, and she wanted to know what had taken place.

The drug would be given without warning, as was normal, and when it took effect, she would know nothing about who had done it, or what they did to her, until she saw the film. She had given permission for them to do anything to her, including full sex, in writing to the man she had approached about it, though he did tell her that he would not be taking part. He was purely an organiser.

Handing the man the envelope with the cash in it, she noticed he didn’t bother counting it, but told her that at some stage in the next eight days, it would happen, without warning, and she would not know the person who administered it. As of that moment in time, there was no escape, the wheels were in motion, even if she backed out, it would still happen.

“What if I do chicken out? If I decide its too much?”

“As of this moment, chickening out is not an option. You have signed the agreement, and have paid the money in full. What you have asked for is now out of your control. It will happen, at a time we decide, and you will not know the person. It may be a friend, and it may be a stranger. You will never know, and once it starts, only your recordings will tell you what has happened to you”

Even as Tanya thought about what he had said, the man had gone. Disappeared into the crowds of the shopping centre. She knew she would never see him again, and also knew he meant what he said. She was going to experience it, though would not know about it until afterwards.

Tanya had paid the man on Monday, and it was now Thursday, and, as yet, nothing had happened. To be honest, she had hardly been out, apart from work, and there was no-one there she could think of that could be dragged into this to give her the drug. She reasoned that if she stayed home most nights, it would make it harder to get at her.

Although she wanted to experience it, she was also extremely nervous about it. Once it started, she would have no idea what they did to her, and that both frightened and excited her. she had dampened a few pair of panties in the past three or four days, bit she knew that no matter what she did to avoid the eventual consequences, she would be caught out somewhere. And sometime soon.

She half wanted it, had paid a lot of money to get it, but feared it equally. Normally in full control of her life, she knew she would have none at all if they succeeded.  They would do whatever it was they did, and she knew she would be in no position to stop them. The drug would ensure that.

It was now Friday morning, and she made herself her usual cup of coffee, a little milk, and two sugars. As she did every morning.

It was only as she took her shower that she started to feel strange, as if she were dreaming. The wall seemed to be much closer than normal. The water hotter as it cascaded over her flesh.

She tried to lift her hand to adjust the heat, but it seemed to disobey her, hanging straight by her side, unable to lift it. Instinctively, she knew the cause, and tried to figure out how it had been done, but the need to sleep interrupted her, as she slowly sank to the base of the shower. Her ordeal was about to start.

Above and to the left of Tanya’s head, a ceiling tile moved, and two men, both dressed in black, dropped from the false ceiling. The drug had been hidden in the milk, and Tanya had actually administered it to herself unwittingly. At least she had collapsed in the safety of her own home, and after checking that she was breathing alright, one of the men made a phone call. The bogus ambulance would be there in less than five minutes.

No-one would be any the wiser, as Tanya would be taken out of the house in a wheel chair, looking to all as if she was actually asleep.

A few minutes later the man’s phone rang twice and stopped. The two men who had now wrapped Tanya ion a blanket, still naked, carried her to the front door, where a third man, with a wheel chair, now stood waiting.

The two men had dispensed with their black coveralls, and now sported green paramedic uniforms, so as not to attract the wrong attention.

Minutes later the ambulance was driving away from Tanya’s home, and taking her to a place she would endure much. The drug she had taken was not the one she had expected, this was simply a sleeping drug, and she would wake up in a few hours, totally aware of what was happening to her.

It was only a twenty minute drive to the warehouse the men had rented, using a legitimate company name, and paid in cash for a two month period. Tanya would not be the only one to experience what they had to offer.

Pulling into the warehouse the ambulance stopped, and one of the men wheeled Tanya over to one side, where another man was waiting.

“She looks okay” said the man, as he inspected the sleeping girl. “Looks strong, she could do the heavy stuff I think. Talk to Davis and see what he thinks, don’t ant her wasted on the light shit if she can handle more”

The man wheeled Tanya over to a grey haired man in his late fifties, his steel blue eyes giving nothing away as he looked Tanya over, feeling her arms and legs, before grabbing each of her tits separately, and squeezing them.

“Yeah, maybe.” He said, as his fingers plunged into her pussy. “She looks strong enough, has nice tits and her pussy isn’t too small. I reckon we can get away with it. You and Al go prep her. I want the leather harness on her, the one with hooks”

“Okay” the man responded, as he wheeled the girl over to a room to one side of the warehouse.

Neither he nor his friend Al cared what went on here. They were paid well enough to make sure that the girls actually arrived, and were prepared. After that, their job was done. Only once had a girl not been up to the job, and she was buried deep in some woods down in the London area. It had been a shame, as Steve could have fucked her himself had he been allowed before she died. But neither he nor Al ever got that pleasure, apart from once, when they picked up a housewife who only wanted kidnapping. Fucking in the back of a van, and being thrown out not knowing where she was, naked.

They had dropped her on the outskirts of Watford, a good fifty miles from home, naked, and blindfolded. They watched from a distance as the woman removed the blindfold, before driving off, leaving her to find her own way home.

No doubt she had managed to get a lift, but at what cost?

This one was not to be fucked, well, not just yet. She would be tortured first, of that Steve was sure, especially if she was going to be put into the harness.  Maybe later, she would be fucked, but it would not be himself or Al.

Steve and Al worked quickly to get Tanya into the harness. It was a series of straps pulled tightly around the body just under the shoulders, at the elbows, at the wrists, holding her arms at her sides. More straps were p[laced at her upper thighs, kneels. mid calves and her ankles, so she could not open her legs at all. Other straps ran vertical at the sides and both front and back, leading to straps that ran across the tops of her shoulders, into which were fastened two strong welded rings.

Placing the ropes through the rings, and attaching them to the winch, Tanya was lifted off the ground, helpless and immobile.

It was another hour before Tanya slowly began to waken up, her eyes not really registering where she was at first. she tried to move her hands to rub sleep from her eyes, but though her fingers could move, she was unable to raise her arms, or even move them.

As she began to focus she could see the warehouse surrounding her, and realised that her feet were not touching the ground, though she couldn’t quite make out why. Though she was waking, the sleeping drug was still fuzzing her head.

Without warning, there was a loud crack behind her, a seering pain on her arse, and her mouth opened to scream, but no sound came out, but her body bucked in pain, as the whip brought an angry red welt across her buttocks.

Even before the pain died down, a second crack, a second silent scream, and a second red welt. Tanya could not see who was causing her this pain, even her head refused to move from side to side, only the p[ain caused her body to buck with each vicious stroke of the whip cracking across her defenceless arse.

Someone moved around to the front of her, a man wearing a black body suit, and a leather hood, covering everything but his eyes. The whip in his hand looked menacing, but as he lashed it out, hitting her firmly across the tits, her mouth opened yet again to scream her silent scream, her tits glaring red where the whip had landed.

Tanya could not even move her fingers, though they were not restricted. No part of her body was her own, and yet, she could feel the pain deep with each new lash of the whip, across her tits, her stomach and her legs.

She tried in vain to evade the lashes, but nothing worked for her, and the shower of whip lashes continued, up and down her legs and body. She could feel something warm dribbling down one leg, and she knew instinctively that the whip had broken flesh somewhere, but she could not feel where. The whole of the front of her body was criss crossed with red welts, and angry pains.

Slowly moving around her, the man sent the whip out time after time, covering her with the red welts, across her torso, her legs her arms, her back, and everywhere he could. The only place untouched was her head and face.

Tanya could hear the man speaking, but the words meant nothing to her, it was almost as if this was a dream, a painful dream, but a dream nonetheless.

A few ninutes later and she could feel herself being lowered, though even when her feet touched the ground, she was unable to support her own weight, and two other men, also dressed in black from head to foot, began releasing her from the winch, and removing the leather harness.

Now naked, and with her head lolling, she was able to see some of the welts the whip had raised, but the pain from each had dissipated.

The two men grabbed an arm each and dragged her across the stone floor. Tanya could feel the uneven floor ripping at her flesh, but was totally unable to even struggle for freedom, as she was dragged to the other side of the warehouse.

There was a metal bed onto which she was placed, her arms stretched above her head, and out stretched, her ankles also pulled wide, before being secured, leaving Tanya spread eagled.

One of the men stood next to her face and unzipped a panel on his black suit, allowing his cock to spring free. Tanya could see it clearly, and even though she had limited experience of cocks, having only had sex three times in her life, she knew this was a large one, and, as yet, it wasn’t even hard.

The man began to stroke his cock, and Tanya watched as it seemed to grow, longer, and wider, as it also became hard.

Without a word the man climbed onto the metal bed, between her legs, and she could feel his weight on her as he lay down, covering her own body with his.

She tried to shake her head, to tell them to stop, but it refused to obey her, as she felt the tip of the man’s cock pressing at her pussy lips.

Seconds later, the head of his cock forced its way into her pussy, opening her up, forcing its way slowly deeper.

Tanya could feel it, but her screams of pain remained silent, as the cock pressed ever deeper into her, stretching her pussy wider.

Then, without a warning, the man slammed his cock deep, filling her, hitting her cervix as he started to move his hips, his cock sliding in and out of her. deeper and deeper. Fucking her like she had never been fucked before.

Even as the man fucked her, she could see a second man unfastening the flap on his suit, exposing his cock. Tanya knew that when the first guy finished, he would take his place. She was going to be fucked a second time, and she could do nothing to stop it.

The man in hr pussy was moving faster, and pressing deeper. His breathing was more laboured, and he was sweating, heavily. She knew he was about to cum, and could do nothing to top him cumming inside her, , as his cock drove ever deeper.

Suddenly, the man groaned, and stopped, his  cock buried deep inside Tanya’s pussy, and she knew he was sending his hot spunk deep into her pussy. But she could still do nothing to stop him, fearing a pregnancy, but unable to stop it.

Seconds later he pulled way from her, wiping his cock clean on the inside of her thighs. As she suspected, as soon as he moved away, the second man was between her legs, his cock ready and thrusting into her.

There was no gentleness, no prelude. It was a simple thrust, and he was in, fucking her madly and deeply.

Tanya opened her mouth to protest, but no sound came from her, as the man’s cock drove deeper and deeper into her.

Her whole body hurt from the previous whipping, as she lay there unable to stop what was happening to her. the man’s cock drove deeper than she had expected, and stopped. Tanya knew he was also cumming in her, filling her pussy with his spunk.

If she got pregnant from this, she would never know who the father was. This thought excited and frightened her.

Even as he pulled out of her, a third man moved between her legs, but not to fuck her, he brought a needle and thread, and began to sew Tanya’s pussy closed. Each time the needle penetrated her flesh, Tanya screamed her silent scream. It took a lot of effort to penetrate, but soon her pussy lips were sewn closed. Whatever was still in there would be trapped.

Tanya was then released from her bonds, but still unable to do anything for herself, s she was lifted from the table and placed on the floor.

Again, she could feel the hard surface against her back as she was dragged to another part of the warehouse.

She was placed on a saint Andrews cross and secured, then left alone, as she tried to remember what had happened so far to her. but the memories were vague and intermittent.

Even as she stood fastened to the cross, she was losing the memory of how she got there, and much of what had already happened to her.

There was a sudden cracking sound, and a line of fire erupted across her back, as the bull whip landed. She tried to scream in agony, but no sound passed her lips, as a second crack invaded the silence, and a second line of fire burned it’s way across the flesh of her arse.

Her body jerked uncontrollably, but her screams were as mute as the people whipping her. she could hear the cracks of the whip, feel the lines of fire building up across her back and buttocks,  as the whipping continued relentlessly.

How much could she take, how many times would that fire burn her back, before it all stopped? It seemed to go on endlessly, her whole back and buttocks burning with the sting of the whip, her body criss-crossed with angry red welts, and blow after blow was delivered.

When she passed out, she could not remember, nor could she remember being taken off the cross and laid on the bed on which she found herself.

She felt a needle in her arm, and heard distant voices telling her she was being given more drugs, better drugs, but she would not be able to prevent what was going to happen to her after it.

Tanya felt herself being rolled over onto her stomach, hr arms were pulled wide, and her legs spread. Her breathing was even, but her back burned as someone seemed to be climbing on the bed behind her, his cool flesh against her back almost refreshing.

Until she felt the cock, and realised what was about to happen. She tried to make her body answer her commands, but it ignored her, laying inert as the cock slowly pressed at her tight sphincter. Seconds later, she felt it open her wide, as the cock slowly sank into her arse.

She struggled to throw the man off, but her body refused to answer, as his cock sank deeper into her, filling her arse. She would have screamed at the pain, but her screams were silent, as if caught in her throat, as the man began to move, his cock sliding in and out of her, his whole weight pressing against her buttocks as he sank his cock as deep as he could into the helpless Tanya.

Maybe it was her tightness, or maybe the man was more than excited, and after what seemed to be a few minutes, she felt him slam hard and deep, felt his cock jerking inside her,  felt the small rivulet of spunk flooding out as he came deep in her arse.

Even as the man pulled out of her, his cock sliding from her arse, a second man was waiting to take his place. His cock slid easily into Tanya’s now lubricated passageway, filling her once again, as he immediately began to ram hard and deep into her. was it as long as the first man? Tanya couldn’t remember, but she did feel his cock jerk harshly inside her, as he emptied his sac into her.

Man after man took her, raping her arse, making it feel open and vulnerable as they did so.

She had lost count of the men, and could hardly remember her own name, as one man pulled out from her, but, no-one took his place. Her inner thighs were soaked with the juices of so many different men, the sticky warm juices flooding on the mattress between her legs.

Once again, she was turned over onto her back, laying in the , now cold, wetness that had been caused, feeling the mattress sticking to her back. She tried to sit up, but still her body refused to answer her will, staying where it was, spread eagled, and available.

Her eyes suddenly felt tired, her lids slowly closing, blocking out the light, as she passed easily into unconsciousness again.

Her ordeal itself, was almost over, but she would never actually remember what had happened to her. the cameras filming her were the only evidence to show her, and she would not see them for some time.

The journey home was as blank to Tanya as her journey to the warehouse had been. She would never know where she had been taken to, thought the film would eventually arrive to show her what had happened to her.