Chapter one – The Brothel                   

 

Pete’s view

 

I looked around the room and couldn’t believe where I was.   It was not the sort of place I would normally visit; in fact I had never seen the inside of a brothel before.  I had always imagined that there would be a line up of underdressed girls with too much makeup on but this place was like a luxury motel.  I was on a night out with the boys and after a more than a few drinks at the club my friend had decided he wanted to see what really went on in side a brothel.  He was upstairs right now with my brother but I had held back, happy just to observe things for a while.

 

I had been looking around the place and had just stepped into what seemed to be another waiting room when my attention was caught by the sight of a pretty young girl coming into the room with a man dressed in very expensive suit.  She had long blonde hair and was dressed in a tight but not overly revealing dress. She didn’t look too happy and I was starting to wonder why, when he pulled her aside.  They had not noticed me and as I was the only one in the room, they acted as if they were alone.  I could not hear everything they were saying, but by the body language, he was angry with her about something. She had started to cry but her tears did not move him and I almost gasped as he pulled her hair back sharply.

 

I was trying to decide if I should do something to help her when a noise outside made the man go and see what was happening. Before he left, I had seen him whisper something in her ear, his hand gripping her chin firmly in his hand. The girl had tears running down her face. She still had not seen me and I was starting to feel as if I was intruding on a private moment.  I was trying not to move when she suddenly looked up and saw me.  In her eyes I could at first see sadness but then it changed to what seemed to be fear. Looking around her, I wondered if she was in some kind of trouble.

 

“Hey, are you OK? Is there anything I can help you with?”  She did not answer me, so I tried again. “My name is Pete, what is yours.”  She still did not answer, just continued to look in the direction the man had gone in. I could hear talking outside the room, so knew he was still occupied.  “Come on, something is wrong. I know you don’t know me, but I am a good listener.”  Giving me a sigh, I thought she was going to tell me her worries, so what she said totally surprised me.

 

“Go away, he will be back soon and he won’t like you talking to me.”  This just made me want to find out more, despite her warning. “Why, he doesn’t own you? Surely you can decide who you talk to.”  She went pale and I began to think that there was a lot more to her story.  “Pete, you have no idea what is going on. Now just go away before you get me into trouble.”  This time she almost hissed her reply to me and actually pushed me away. 

 

About to protest, I realised that the voices outside had stopped and that there were footsteps heading back this way.  One look at her face told me she needed me to be gone, but I could not go out the door without being seen, so I looked around for somewhere to hide. I had just ducked down behind the couch when the man entered the room again. This time they were closer and I could hear every word they said.

 

“Julie, get over here now!  You have a client waiting for you upstairs and I don’t want to hear any complaints this time or you will feel the kiss of my whip. Come on, we don’t want to keep him waiting.”  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and had to clench my fists to stop myself from running out and saving her from him.  When I heard them leave, I stood up slowly, slightly dazed by what I had just heard.  Had he really threatened to whip her?  I just I had to find out more about what was going on between the two, but how?  All I had was her name, but maybe I could find out who the guy in the suit was. Going out of the room, I made my way up to the reception area and waited to see if he would come back down soon. I had no idea what I would do, but I just felt moved to try something.

 

Julie’s view

The client was one I had been with before, so I knew it would be a hard session.  It had been over year now since I had run away from home and my life had become a nightmare.  I had been almost eighteen and I thought my parents were still treating me like a child. The things I had run from, bossy parents and not being allowed out on weeknights, now seemed like my idea of heaven. To be able to see my parents and just spend a normal night at home would be so nice. Instead Sean now controlled my life and I had learnt not to upset him. 

 

The clients name I didn’t know but he made me call him Sir.  The last time I had been with him I had forgotten this and he had really made me suffer, so I was determined not to make that mistake again. Sean’s grip on my elbow was firm and he almost pushed me into the room. I had to regain my balance as I tripped slightly and looked up to see Sir smiling at me.  It was not a nice smile but one that sent shivers down my spine.  He shook Sean’s hand and then grabbed my nipples through my shirt and pulled me over to the middle of the room.  I didn’t make a sound, although in my head I was screaming.  He liked to hear me scream and I didn’t want to give him the pleasure so early on, knowing he would get plenty out of me later.

 

I heard the door closing and knew Sean had gone, leaving me alone with this man I had grown to fear and detest.  The first thing he did once he had let go of my nipples was to tell me to undress.  While I was undressing he went over to CD player and placed a CD into the machine.  I already knew before the music started playing what I would hear, as he used the same CD every time.  I was not sure of the name of the band but it some kind of heavy metal band and it just made what he did to me seem even worse.

 

As soon as the first note began, I felt myself start to shake, my fear overtaking my senses. He was still smiling at me, knowing that I was anticipating what would happen.  Moving closer to me, I fought the urge to back away and waited for his first move. It did not take long, his fingers twisting in my hair as he pulled me to him.  Spinning me around, he pulled my elbows together, my shoulder crying out in silent protest.  He then tied my wrists together and reached around to grab my breasts from behind me.

 

“Ah Julie, I have been thinking of you since our last time together.  Have you been thinking of me?”  As he spoke he moved to pinch my nipples, his grip causing me to squirm in his grasp. “I’m not letting go until you scream for me Julie.”  I knew he would be true to his word and as he twisted them even more, I just had to scream.  His laughter mixed in with my screams and the roaring of the voice on the CD.  I knew that no one could hear us, as all the rooms were sound proof, but I still felt like the whole city must be able to hear us.  He let go and before I even had a chance to catch my breath, a ball gag was pushed into my mouth. Opening my mouth wider to allow it to go in, I almost gagged as he pulled the straps tight around my face. 

 

One the things that Sir liked was to have me struggle and I knew today would be no different. I hated this more than anything else he would do to me, as I usually ended up bruised all over.  He pushed me away and I knew that meant the chase was on.  I took a deep breath and forced myself to twist as if I was trying to get my hands free. Behind me I heard him laugh and then suddenly I was tackled and landed under him on the floor. He gripped my hair and forced my head up at the same time as he found my nipple with his fingers. “Go on bitch, try to fight me, you know you can’t get away.”  He got off me and pulled me up, my hair feeling like it would come out, and again pushed me away from him.

 

I tried to run for the door, another move he liked me to try and felt his body slam into me as he pushed me into the door. I tried to regain my breath as I felt him pull me back down to the ground. He used his feet to pull my legs out wide, the muscles in my legs burning. He spent the next few minutes squeezing and pinching my breasts as he rubbed his cock against my lower back.  Of course, I had to pretend to fight him by twisting in his arms. The drool from my gag was running down my chin and I stiffened when a strand of it hit his hand.  Pushing me down, so that my head was close to the ground, he began to grind my face into the carpet.

 

I was finding it hard to breath as he pushed my nose into the carpet and I felt the need to sneeze as the fibres started to go up my nose. Pulling me back up, I fought to breathe through my now blocked nose, my sneeze at least clearing my nose, though Sir did not seem to appreciate it very much. As he wiped his hand, I expected him to push me down again but instead he pulled some clamps out of his pocket and attached them to my nipples. They were the kind that got tighter as you pulled on them and I had to gasp as he pulled out the chain that linked them together. He pulled me up to my feet again and lent down to whisper into my ear.

 

“Now my girl, I believe I promised you something last time, do you remember what it was?” I froze, my hope he had forgotten gone.  “Sir, you said you would try your new cane on me.”  That is what I tried to say but what he heard was anyone’s guess.  He must have understand me enough though, as he picked up a cane from somewhere in the room.  I hated canes anyway but in his hands I knew it would be nothing but torture.  The song on the CD changed and now there was someone yelling about something, the lyrics lost in the screaming of the singer. 

 

Sir walked around me, hitting his hand lightly with the cane, his intent to scare me working.  Suddenly he pushed me to my knees and used the cane to hit my bottom, not too hard but enough to force me to crawl around the room. I was stopped when I reached the big brass iron bed that stood on one side of the room.  Sir came around and lifted me up by my tied arms and lay me face down on the bed. I moaned as my clamped nipples were pushed onto the bed and m heart was beating faster as I sensed he was getting closer to using the cane for real.  I was moved on the bed until I was lying in the middle and then he tied my legs off to each side. 

 

I should have been used to having my body exposed by now, but each time still felt like the first time, my shame still overwhelming. Sir seemed to know how I felt as he leant down and whispered in my ear. “Ah, this is what I like to see, my beautiful girl all ready for me” He pushed what felt like his hand but was only two fingers into me.  I was not wet, my fear keeping me dry.  He continued to work his thick fingers into me, my moans sounding loud in the room.  I could feel my natural lubrication starting to flow and was grateful. I used to think that I was a slut each time my body would react to something like this, but I had learnt that it was just my body’s way of helping to ease the pain. 

 

He pulled out his fingers with a loud squelch and wiped them on my back. “What a little slut you are.  Fancy getting wet while tied up and being fingered.  I think that kind of behaviour deserves to be punished, don’t you?”  I nodded my head, knowing that he would punish me anyway.  My arms were lifted up off my back and the rope tied to a pulley that was up on the wall above the head of the bed.  As he kept pulling, the pain in my shoulders doubled and I started to moan.  He kept on pulling and just as I was sure my shoulders would pop out, he finally stopped.

 

The CD changed to the next song just as I felt the first strike of the cane on my bottom. Unlike before, this was not a gentle hit but one that took my breath away. He did not give me any time to recover as he brought the cane down again and again.  My bottom and back were starting to feel like they were on fire and my screams would have deafened him if it had not been for the gag. As it was, my muffled screams still filled the room as the pain rocked through my body. I was vaguely aware of him moving around me but it was not until the sole of my foot exploded in pain, that I realised where he had gone.  He gave the other foot a whack as well, my tears now covering my face.  The music continued to blare, my pain seeming to be one with the singer’s screams.

 

“Well, my beautiful Julie, you seem to have coloured up rather nicely and I think now it is time you thanked me, don’t you?  Again I just nodded, knowing what he meant.  “If I remember last time, you still needed some practice with your deep throat technique.  Do you think you can do any better this time?”  I nodded but it seemed that this time he wanted more, as he pulled my head up off the bed.  “Answer me, girl, or you will be sorry.”  “Yes sir, I can do better.” Again my answer came out all muffled, but he let go and started to unbuckle his belt.  Despite all the blowjobs I had been made to give, the act still embarrassed me and I still could not manage to control my gagging. I suppose it didn’t help that I was never just left to go at my own pace.

 

The removal of the gag meant that I had a moment to take a deep breath before he pushed his cock into my mouth.  It was a fairly large cock, not as big as Sean’s but still big enough to cause some pain as it worked its way down into my throat. Gagging as he pushed further down, I could feel the strain on my shoulders as he lifted my chin up.  To add to my woes, he then gripped the sides of my face and began to pump his cock into me.  I was barely able to breath as he blocked off my air each time his cock went into my mouth. My body rocked as he worked his cock in and out of me at an ever-increasing pace.  

 

There was a knock at the door and then footsteps, as Sean entered the room. He always came back to get me before the session had ended, claiming he was checking everything was OK.  I thought it was more likely that he wanted to see what torment I was being put through.  Sir’s cock began to cum in my throat, my air being blocked as he held it in the one place.  I could feel my chest beginning to burn as his cum pumped into me.  In the background the heavy metal music thumped, by head pounding at both its noise and the lack of air.  My vision started to blur and I was sure it would not be long before I would pass out, until Sir pulled out his cock.

 

 

My head hit the bed as he let go and I just lay there, aware of the men looking at the marks left by the cane.  I jerked as my back was touched and then I felt my hair being pulled up again to see Sean’s face. “Are you having fun baby?  What a shame your time here is almost up. Oh well, there is always next time.”  As hard as I was trying to become, he always knew how to make me cry.  He dropped my head again and then I felt the pressure on my shoulders being lessened as my arms were lowered back down.  It was only a few moments later when I was pulled back up to my feet, my back protesting each move I had to make.  Sir still had my arms tied, so they were rubbing on my now sore back.  I am sure that if his time were not nearly up, Sir would have made me stay this way.  However, he had to untie me and the relief was great as he undid first my elbows and then my wrists. 

 

The only decent thing about my sessions was that I was allowed to have a shower, especially if I had another client who had booked time with me.  Today was no exception and once I had been made to thank Sir for spending time with me, I was allowed to take my shower.   

 

 

Chapter 3 – Driving down memory lane

 

Pete’s view

 

The morning started out as normal, with me having the car ready on time for Mr Thomas.  I looked up as Mr Thomas and Julie headed down the stairs. She looked beautiful, but her clothes certainly left little to the imagination, with a short skirt and a top that showed off her stomach. “Good morning Mr Thomas, Miss.”  I held the door open as Julie got in first, her naked bottom on view under her short skirt. Trying not to stare, I was sure that her bottom looked bruised.  Mr Thomas watched her enter the car and then told me where he wanted me to go. Not wanting to seem nosy I kept my glances to the back seat to a minimum, but it didn’t take long to see Julie was having trouble sitting in one spot for long.

 

Our first stop was the bus depot and instead of getting out, I heard Mr Thomas speaking in a whisper to Julie, tears running down her face at his words. The next stop was the train station and this time, they did get out.  Mr Thomas told me to park the car and remain with it and they would be back soon. I saw Julie being virtually pulled from the car and made to cross over the road to the station. I stayed in the car as I had been told, playing with the radio and wondering what was happening, when I realised I really needed to go to the toilet.  . Hoping that it would be a while yet before Mr Thomas and Julie returned, I headed over to the station.

 

I took a wrong turn as I made my way back to the car and was just about to turn back, when I heard what sounded like the voice of Mr Thomas. I knew I shouldn’t but I just had to have a look to see what was going on. At least I knew he wasn’t back at the car waiting for me.  At first, all I could see was a group of street kids, all male, standing in a group and then I heard the sound. It was a kind of low moan and as I moved around a bit, I could make out what looked like a blonde head of hair, much like Julies, in the middle of the group.  One of the boys started to undo his belt and I suddenly realised what I was seeing.  It was Julie in the middle of the boys and she was giving each one a blowjob. 

 

I felt sick at the way she was being made to degrade herself, her head bobbing up and down and her hands made to take two more penises. I had to fight the urge to help her, knowing that this was not the time or place to do anything.  Once back at the car, I took a huge drink of water, my throat suddenly dry.  What must it be like to be used in that way?  I could not imagine how Julie would be feeling but knew that I had to pull myself together or I would ruin everything. 

 

It was about half an hour later when they returned, Julie looking pale and her tears obvious on her face.  Her hair was messy and she had to spend the next ten minutes fixing her makeup and then her hair.  Concentrating on the road,  I tried to ignore the rage in me at her treatment and hoped Mr Thomas would not see my white knuckles on the steering wheel.

 

At the next stop, a seedy looking tattoo parlour, I was asked to park the car and then come into the parlour.  As curious as I was to know what was going to happen, I wasn’t so sure I wanted to know. However I did what was asked and a few minutes later found myself in the back room of the place.  Julie was just sitting down in a chair and Mr Thomas was talking to a man whose whole body seemed to be covered in tatts.  I glanced at Julie and saw she was looking curiously at me, and then her eyes grew wide as she appeared to remember me. Although I had been driving her around for over three weeks, this was the first time she had seen me face to face and without my driver’s hat and sunglasses.  Holding a finger to my lips, I saw her nod as she looked quickly away.

 

It was just as well, as at that moment, the two men turned back to Julie.  I didn’t yet know why I was required but hoped it was nothing too serious.  “Pete, I brought you in here to help us decide on which design Julie should get.  You see, today is a special day as it is a year since we first met.  I like this one here but I am also partial to this one.”  He had pointed to two different designs, one a fancy number one and the other a flower in which the number one formed part of one leaf. My only thought was that they would both hurt, but pretended to be thinking and then picked the one he had mentioned second, the one with the flower.  He nodded, seemingly pleased with my choice.  Behind us I had heard Julie crying and thought it seemed that she was not too happy with the idea of getting a tattoo. 

 

“Thanks Pete, I do like that one. What do you think Julie, a flower to remember our first year together?” Julie did not respond, just continuing to cry. “Pete, you can go back to the car now, unless you want to watch.”  I didn’t know what to do, but thought that I shouldn’t let any opportunity to find out what was really happening to slip by. “Well, I have never seen anyone get a tattoo, so if you don’t mind Sir, I will stay for a while.”  He smiled at me, a smile that seemed to say that he knew something I didn’t.  It made me feel slightly uncomfortable but I just smiled back and took a seat out of the way, but where I had a good view of Julie.

 

Her face had grown very pale and I was worried that she would pass out.  It was very clear that this was not her idea and again I had to keep my cool and not just try to get her out of the place.  I heard Mr Thomas call the man with the tatts Roger and I watched at he began to prepare Julie. It seemed it was to go on her lower back and she was made to lie on her stomach.  I just happened to be in a position to see her eyes and was close enough to touch her hand.  The mirror on the roof allowed me to see the tattoo at it was done and I had to admire her strength. She did not scream or call out, though her face was covered with tears and her sobs could be heard in the room.

Mr Thomas did nothing to comfort her, so about half way through I took her hand in mine. She almost squeezed my fingers to death, but I didn’t mind.  She didn’t look at me but I was sure I was being some help to her.  After about half an hour, Roger got up and walked back into the front of the parlour. 

 

“Well, Julie, it looks very nice, not that is it ready to show yet.  Pete, we are almost done here, go and get the car ready and we will be out in a little while.”  I let go of her hand and went out to the front, stalling a bit to see if anything else was going on. As I was leaving, I hear Mr Thomas say something about thanking Roger and then the sound of a zipper.  It didn’t take a genius to work out what was going on and again I felt a rush of anger at the way Julie was being treated.   About ten minutes later, they were back in the car, a bandage coving the tattoo on her lower back. 

 

“Head back to the house now.” The drive back to the house was a quite one, with Mr Thomas reading the paper and Julie just staring out the window.  As I pulled into the drive, I again saw Mr Thomas lean and whisper something into Julie’s ear and saw her shudder. Looking quickly away, I hurried to open the door and let the two out.  Mr Thomas pulled Julie out and then turned to me.  “Pete, you did a good job this morning. As this is a special day, I would like you to come over to the house at 2pm and join us in the celebration.” He gave me no time to answer and I just assumed he would not take no for an answer anyway. 

 

I waited till they were inside before driving the car into the garage and having some lunch. My mind was full of the events of the morning and on what would happen this afternoon.  I knew I would have to continue to play along with whatever Mr Thomas wanted, but had no idea how far I would be forced to go.

 

Julie’s view

 

When we had returned from the morning’s adventures, I was left alone while Sean went off to organise whatever he had planned for the afternoon.  It amazed me that after a year, he could still surprise me.  When I had walked into the station and seen the street kids, I knew what he would make me do.  However, knowing and doing are two different things and by the time the last boy had his cock in my mouth, my throat was sore and my eyes were stinging from crying. It was not even that I had to suck off five of them, but the memory of my last night of freedom that really upset me.  I had so often played the what if game, what if I had not run away, what if I had not noticed my money was gone until later, what if I had seen the car, but nothing could change the way things were now.

 

My back was starting to hurt and I took the two tablets Sean had left by the bed.  I was furious that he had now marked my body but knew better than to let him know that.  I had not yet seen the tattoo but at least it seemed to only cover a small area of my back.  Thinking of the tattoo made me wonder again about the new driver. I had been certain he was the same guy I had spoken to at the brothel a few weeks ago, the one who wanted to help me. Was it just a coincidence or was he the one who would take me away from here? I had learnt not to wish for too much, as I only got disappointed.  Maybe I would find out more this afternoon, though I dreaded to think what evil surprises Sean had in store for me.

 

I must have fallen asleep, the sound of Sean’s voice waking me up.  I had to wince as I moved, the tattoo on my back hurting.  He held out two more tablets and I took them, watching him as he looked even smugger then usual. “I hope you are well rested and ready for your special celebration. I have gone to some trouble to make it something you will remember for a long time, so I think you might need to thank me now.” I knew what he wanted and hoped it would only be a quick one this time.  “Kneel by the side of the bed, your ass sticking out for me.”   I was still aware of the tattoo, but at least there was no pressure on it.  “Come on, spread those legs, surely you should know how to do that by now.” I did as he said, the memory of all the other times I had done the same thing running through my mind.

 

Sean must not have been satisfied as he used his foot to push my knees even further apart, so far I thought I would split.  I felt him move behind me and the sound of his spit. Bracing myself for what I was sure was coming, I felt him rub around my asshole, using only the spit on his fingers. He repeated this a few more times and then placed his cock on my small hole.  I wanted to scream, but he had placed a hand over my mouth and just pushed in.  Despite all the times I had been buggered, it still hurt to feel a cock surge in. Sean somehow managed to get his cock all the way in, the agony building as he started to move in me. 

 

My tears must have been making his hand wet, but he did not remove it, only held on tighter.  My muffled screams reached my ears as he pounded into me, the tattoo aching as the skin around it was forced to move as he moved.  By the time he was done, his cum dripping down into my pussy and my ass sore, I somehow sensed that this was just the start. He held his cock in me as he pulled my hair back.  “Julie, I want you to know that this year has been one of best I have had ever had, and it is all because of you.”  In my head I was screaming the foulest things I could think of while on the surface I remained passive. Letting go of my hair, I fell forward onto the bed. He removed his now deflated cock and lifted my head up again, only to push his now shit covered cock into my mouth.

 

The taste was horrid as was the smell, but like all things I had learnt to do over the year, I knew to just do as he wanted. I tired to stifle my gags as I used my tongue to clean him and then swallowed him down to my throat to get it really clean. I had also learnt that it allowed the spit covered shit to just wash down into my stomach, so I didn’t have to taste it.  Letting his cock return to my mouth, I used my tongue again to make sure it was all clean.  Satisfied that it was, I tried to move my head back, only to have it held firm by his strong grip.

 

“Nice, it seems you have learnt some things over the year.  Now, you have twenty minutes to be ready to celebrate.”  He let go and walked out the door, leaving me  lying on the bed.  After a few moments, I slowly got to my feet, though all I felt like doing was curling up on the bed.  I had become very good at blocking out what was happening to me, but Sean’s constant reminder of what had happened a year ago was making it all just too much to take.  I shook my head and made myself concentrate on getting ready. 

 

By the time Sean had entered the room again, I had applied some makeup and washed by self with some warm water and a sponge, not sure if I could get the tattoo wet yet.  At least while I was in the house, I didn’t have to worry about what to wear. I looked up and seeing the grin on his face, just had to look away, my stomach in knots over what was going to happen. During my brief glance I had noticed some clothes in his hand and thought they looked kind of familiar.

 

“Julie, stand up and get dressed. It is almost time for our special celebration.”  He placed the clothes on the bed as I stood and I recognised them as the same clothes I had worn when he had brought me to his house.  The unfairness of everything he had done welled up in me as I saw what used to be one of my favourite outfits, but now just reminded me of that day.  ‘Well go on, get dressed, people are waiting.”  This only made me feel more dread of what was to come and I felt glued to the spot.  Sean gripped my arm and spun me around at the same time as his hand connected with my right cheek.  “Julie, don’t waste my time, now get into those clothes!”  My cheek was stinging from his slap, but it had reminded me of what I had to do and I moved quickly to dress 

The skirt felt loose around my waist and top hung off my shoulders. I had not realised how much weight I had lost over the year but I should not have been surprised.  Sean didn’t seem to mind the loose fit as he dragged me off down the hall to what he liked to call his fun room. It was just a big open space in which he would place different items to torture me with. Today it just held a couch, the same one I had woken up on that first day and a large brass bed.   As I was moved into the room, I was able to see that there were also a number of large boxes in the corner.  My nerves were on edge and his touch on my shoulder made me jump.

 

“Go and lie on the couch.”  Sean followed me as I made my way over to the couch and proceeded to tie me to it.  My hands were tied so they were above my head and my legs were spread wide.  He then shoved a ball gag into my mouth and covered my eyes with a blind fold.  My heart was beating wildly as I heard him leave the room and then what seemed like a few minutes later, return with at least one other person.

 

“Doctor, I am glad you could make it here so quickly.  We hit her with the car and I think she hit her head on the road.”  I was confused by what Sean was saying and then it suddenly hit me.  He was re-enacting what had happened on the day he brought me home but I had an awful feeling it would not be the way I remembered it. “You will need to do a thorough exam, Doctor, as I would hate to think you missed something important.” 

 

The feel of a set of cold hands lifting up my skirt made me jump and then I felt a hand on my pussy. “Well, everything seems to be in order on the outside but I will have to check inside to make certain, but first I will need to remove these clothes”  I heard the sound of material being cut and then ripped as the skirt was removed. Next came my top, which he just ripped of me, the sound of the material tearing making me think back to when I had first worn it. I knew that the only reason Sean had made me wear them was to make me remember the times I had chosen to put them on.  It seemed that today,  not only was he able to hurt me physically but he was also getting into my head as well.   

 

I tried not to tense up as something cold and hard  worked it way up into my pussy.  It was twisting inside of me and though it did not really hurt, it felt very strange.  The thing was removed and what I thought was the same thing was pushed into my ass. However, as it was pushed in further, the size told me it was not the same thing. Again there was no major pain and I had just started to relax when the thing started to grow bigger.  It was stretching out my ass to a point where I thought it could go no more, but it did.  By the time it finally stopped, I felt like someone had stuck a log up my butt. 

 

“Now, I had better see if she has suffered any damage to her breasts.”  Leaving the thing in my butt, his hands moved up to squeeze my breasts. I couldn’t help the moans that escaped as he manipulated my breasts roughly.  When he moved onto my nipples, my moans turned to screams as pulled them out and pinched them.  The blindfold was becoming wet from my tears and I was having to breath deeply as the pain increased.

 

“Well, these seem to be in order but I think I will need to do an even more through exam before I am satisfied.”  The sound of a zipper being lowered was followed by his body covering mine.  He had not undressed fully, his clothes rubbing against me as he moved his penis into me.  With the thing still in my ass, he had to push firmly to get all of his cock into me.  By the time he was fully into me, I could hardly breath and this only got worse as he began to thrust into me.   His hands returned to my breasts, squeezing them as he fucked me powerfully.  When he was about to cum, he pulled his cock out and spurted all over me, his grunts loud in the room. 

 

His cum was all over my breasts and on my face.  I just wanted to wipe it off but had to let it stay where it was.  “All seems to be fine here, in fact she seems to be in great shape.”  The object was removed from my butt, it being returned it to its original size before sliding it out.  I breathed a sigh of relief, even while I was trying to figure out what Sean might have planned for me next.

 

Chapter 4 – The celebration

 

Pete’s view

 

It was right on 2pm when I knocked on the door, my hands sweaty with the thought of what could happen.  I had spent the last few hours since I had driven Mr Thomas and Julie home, trying to come to terms with what I had seen. I just could not get the sight of her pretty face being stuffed full of cock in the train station out of my head and my hand could still feel the warmth of her hand as she held on to me while she was being tattooed. 

 

I was worried about the fact that I was being invited into the house after only a few weeks in Mr Thomas’ employ but assumed he had grown used to me. I had not asked Collin if he had been invited in to the house when he worked here, but from what he had said, Mr Thomas was usually very private. This made me feel anxious that Mr Thomas knew that I wanted more than a job and he was just trying to trap me.  However, if I was to find anything out about Julie and her predicament, I had to take what opportunities were offered to me.

 

I knocked on the door again, expecting the Billy to answer.  When the door opened and Mr Thomas answered I was surprised and wondered again if I had been caught out and he really did remember me from the brothel.  “Ah, right on time, I like that. Now the reason I answered the door is that I need to talk to you before we proceed.”  I felt my stomach do a flip while I followed him into his den.   I accepted a drink and took a sip to calm my nerves.

 

“Pete, I just need to explain a few things to you, just so you do not get the wrong idea of what is going on.”  I tried to keep myself calm but wondered if he was about to save me the trouble and tell me how Julie had got to be here.  “When you go into the room soon, you will notice that Julie is tied up.” I almost choked on my drink at his words and coughed to cover up my surprise.  Mr Thomas didn’t seem to be worried and continued on. “Do you know anything about bondage?”  I had heard of it but really didn’t know too much, so I just shook my head.

 

”Well, Julie is into bondage and I do what I can to support her needs.”  I just looked at him while trying to sort out what he was saying.  “The rougher she is treated the more she likes it. You know she really likes to struggle and fight, it is quite amazing. Anyway, if you didn’t know any better you would think she didn’t like what was being done to her. Sometimes she even cries, but has told me that she just feels so overwhelmed by the experience that she had to let it out somehow.” 

 

I was confused. Was I just poking my nose into something Julie wanted done to her or was Mr Thomas lying to me?  The only thing that swayed me to the second option was the way Julie had reacted to me in the brothel when I had offered her some help.  If she had not been scared, they would have been no reason for her to get so upset.  I realised that Mr Thomas was asking me something and turned my attention back to him.  “Pete, do you think you can handle seeing Julie tied up?”

 

“Um well, I suppose I won’t know until I see her.”  I really wasn’t sure but again knew I had to continue what I had started.  “Great, lets go then and Pete, if you are up for it you can join in on the fun and games.”  I saw a glimpse of the evilest smile I had ever seen and then it was gone.  He led me down the hall to a room I had not seen before and though I had been warned that Julie would be tied up, I still was not in any way prepared for what I saw.

 

Julie was tied to the bed, which is kind of what I expected, but it was the way she was tied up that took my breath away.  The first thing I noticed was her naked pussy spread out wide, with her feet tied to each corner of the bed.  I forced myself to look further up her body and gasped as I saw the way her nipples were stretched up taut by two clips that were tied to rope and attached to the ceiling.  Her arms were tied to the corners of the bed, so her body was in the shape of an X.  Apart from her breasts, it was the huge ball that was in her mouth that really caught my eye.  I couldn’t even begin to imagine how it must be stretching her jaws.

 

I tried to catch her eye to see what she was feeling, but she had them closed. “Mr Thomas, I know you told me Julie likes this, but are you sure?”  Julie eyes had opened at the sound of my voice and she was just staring at me.  Mr Thomas moved to sit on the bed near her head and lifting up her head, removed the ball from her mouth.

 

“Julie, I was telling Pete how you are really into bondage and like being treated in this way.  I can see that he really needs to hear it from you, so if you can just tell him yourself, we can continue on with the afternoon.” I held my breath as she looked first at Mr Thomas and then at me, her face not showing any surprise at what he was asking her to do.  “Pete, I do like this so please don’t worry about me.”  I tried hard to believe what she was saying, but figured she wouldn’t tell me otherwise with Mr Thomas present.  I knew I would have to get her alone to really find out the truth.

 

“Good, now we can get on with the celebration.  Pete, would you bring that bag in the corner over.”  I wasn’t at all convinced but had to go with the flow so that I could gain Mr Thomas’s trust.  By the time I had returned with the bag, he had put the ball back and if anything, it looked like it was in even further than it had been before .  “Come and sit on the other side of the bed.”  He pulled something out of the bag and I could see it was a can of whipped cream.

 

“Pete, this is a celebration of the year Julie has spent here with me and in place of a cake, we are going to decorate Julie. Here, you start on her legs and I will do her upper body.”  He had another can and had already started to spray her breasts. Julie was squirming on the bed, her nipple pulling as she moved.  I moved down the bed and sprayed some cream on her right thigh, her legs moving slightly with the touch of the cream.  Trying not to look at her spread pussy, I sprayed the cream up and down her legs until they were covered.  Her upper body was now also covered, so that the only parts left were her face and her pussy. 

 

“Go on, finish the job.” Looking at her face I sprayed the cream on her open pussy, her body jerking with each spray.  “Don’t stop know, she will cum soon if you keep going.” With some surprise I realised he was right and the sounds of her moans had changed.  Spraying her while Mr Thomas rubbed her breasts, she squirmed and moaned until she shook in her bonds.  “Push your fingers in and see if you can make her cum again.”  Part of me wanted to refuse but my brain was not the part of my body that was making the decisions at this time.  As if in a dream, I pushed a finger into her moist pussy.  Her moans were getting louder again and I saw that her breasts were still being manipulated.  Adding another finger into her, I worked them back and forwards until she came.

 

“Well done, know I don’t know about you but I think cream is nothing with out some chocolate and strawberry sauce.  Which one do you prefer?” I took the chocolate sauce and without any prompting, beginning with her feet and working up her legs with the sauce.  The same was being done to her upper body and soon she was covered.  “Now, this is the fun part. I hope you have a sweet tooth.”  Mr Thomas was already licking at her arm and I hesitated only a moment before starting to lick up her leg. Julie was moaning again but this time it sounded like she was in need.  Getting braver, I worked my way up her thigh until I was right at her pussy.  Now her moans were more urgent as I found her clit and sucked on it. 

 

I was rewarded with her biggest orgasm yet and found myself wondering if what Mr Thomas had said wasn’t such a lie. Surely if she was scared or being forced to do this, she would not have reacted to what we were doing, would she?  “Hey, that was great. Here use this cloth to wash of the rest of this mess while I get ready for some more serious fun.”  Her eyes locked with mine as I washed her down and again I could feel a sense of apprehension.  Maybe she is just a drama queen or this is just a game she likes to play. My mind was full of conflicting emotions but I kept on washing her until all of the cream and other stuff was gone. 

 

Mr Thomas returned with something in his hands that liked like a series of short pieces of leather.  “Here, have a look. It is called a flogger and it is something Julie really likes.”    He tossed the flogger to me and as I caught it I could see Julie watching me with something like suspicion in her eyes.  I felt the flogger and found it was not too heavy but not too light either. “It feels nice, doesn’t it?  Would you like to see how to use it?”  I nodded and handed it back to him, despite that knowledge that I knew it could be used to hurt Julie. 

 

He moved to the side of the bed and began to use the flogger on Julie, lightly at first but then with more force.  I could see the light red marks he was leaving on her skin but it was her eyes that really had my attention.  She was looking like she was really in pain and I could see tears starting to roll down her face.  Again I was confused about what was really going on.  “Here, why don’t you have a go?”  I was so startled by his question that I had the flogger in my hand before I knew it.  Looking at it and then at Julie, I didn’t know what to do. Mr Thomas came behind me and showed me the right way to hold the flogger and moved my arm so that the flogger connected with the skin on Julie’s leg.  To see her squirm because of something I had done was a strange sensation.  I hit her lightly a few more times before returning the flogger back to Mr Thomas.

 

He just smiled and continued to flog up and down her body, the sound of her moans starting to fill the room. The last few hits were so loud I thought I could feel the sting and was not surprised to see Julie jerk in pain. When he put the flogger down I was relieved that I would not have to see her hurt anymore.  “Mr Thomas, I know you said she likes this but she is crying. Surely that is not normal?”  He sat on the bed and wiped away her tears, suddenly looking like a caring partner and not her tormenter.

 

“Pete, when you know more about bondage and Julie, you will understand that part of what she likes is to feel real pain.  It is all about pushing yourself and seeing how far you can go. She will be OK soon, but if it makes you happy we can let her up for a while.”  I did feel better with the thought of her being let go, but was unprepared for her reaction to having her nipples unclamped. When the clamps came of, her whole body seemed to be in agony and even through her gag I could tell she was screaming in pain.  Her nipples were all pinched and as Mr Thomas rubbed them her whimpers were pitiful. 

 

She seemed to calm after a while and didn’t move at all while the rest of the ropes were undone.  Finally her gag was removed and for the first time since I had entered the room, she was free of any restraints.  Mr Thomas whispered something in her ear and she moved to a room that I could see was a small bathroom.  “Now, while Julie showers and freshens up a bit, come and let me show you some other things we have here to play with.” I moved over to see what he had to show, but all the while my thoughts were on Julie, and what more the afternoon would hold.

 

Julie’s view

 

Staggering into the shower, I had to stop and take a few deep breaths, my mind in a whirl over what had been happening.  Sean had threatened me with three days in the cage if I did not go along with convincing the new driver that I really enjoyed all the things he was going to do to me.  He had used the cage that first week I was in his house and it still gave me nightmares to think about it. In the cage I had been secured into position and was unable to move until he decided to move me. To make it even more of a nightmare, he had used my body in any way he wanted to and I had been unable to do anything about it. He had not let me out all week, except for a few minutes between changing my positions. 

 

I could still remember the fear and desperation I had felt being held in that cage.  No amount of begging or crying had moved Sean and in fact I was sure he had enjoyed hearing me beg him to let me go. To think of going back in that cage was just too much and I had agreed to say or do whatever he wanted me to do.  I turned on the shower and let myself drift away for a few precious minutes.  I could hear talking in the other room but not what was being said.  After a while, I turned off the water and dried off, my fear building as I walked back into the room.

 

“Julie, come over here and see what we have ready for you.”  I walked over to them, knowing that I had to appear as if I was in agreement with what Sean was doing.  On the floor in front of them I could see a frame. “I thought it was time you had some loving baby, and as I know how much you love to be in restraints, we prepared this for you. Now, give me a hug before we get you ready.”  I had to bite my tongue not to say what I really wanted to say and let him embrace me.  His whisper in my ear reminded me of what I had to lose if I disobeyed him. “Remember the cage.” That was all he said but it still sent shivers down my spine. 

 

I had to wince as he touched his hand on my tattoo and he surprised me by turning me around and checking under the bandage that was still on it. He pulled a tube of cream out of his pocket, applied some to my back and then gave me two more tablets to swallow.  He ran his hand gently down my face and it was all I could do not to pull away from him.  Smiling he hugged me again and then proceeded to attach me to the frame. It was simple enough, with cuffs for my wrists and ankles, but it still meant I could not move.  Sean ran his hand up my slit and despite what I was feeling, the familiar sensations were starting to come again.

 

I had my eyes closed while the feelings flooded my body. I was unaware of what was going on around me until I felt a hand on my chin.  Knowing it couldn’t be Sean, I was not surprised to see Pete standing in front of my face.  I choked down the words I really wanted to say to him and instead gave him the biggest smile I could. This seems to satisfy him and he started to undress.  Behind me, Sean had also stopped and was undressing. This was such a familiar scene now, but it still shocked me to think that only a year ago I could never have even imagined being with two men, let alone being tied up at the same time.

 

Hands on my hips signalled Sean’s return and I gasped as he slid his cock right into my pussy in one thrust.  His large cock sat there, still able to stretch me even after a year of him using me.  I realised he was waiting for something and looked up to see the head of Pete’s cock in front of me. Opening my mouth, I took his cock in and sucked on it.  “See Pete, she is keen as hell.  Use her throat, she really is very good, plus she loves it.”  Again I wanted to yell no, but just took him further down into my throat and then Sean began to move.  He had always liked to use me hard but today it was like he was a man possessed.  Pete hardly even had to move as the force of Sean’s thrusts forced his cock back and forwards in my throat.  Breathing was hard as I struggled to take in enough breath before I was forced back onto the cock. 

 

In the middle of all this, I started to become aware of a hand gently stroking my hair.  It had been so long since I had received any kind of comfort during a sexual encounter, that it was almost too much for me. I was able to forget my humiliation at Pete seeing me in this way and just felt a rush of gratitude.  Sean was now thrusting so hard that his balls were bouncing off my pussy, the sensations helping to make my orgasm grow.  Trying to forget about the pain and my lack of air, I put all my focus onto my orgasm and was rewarded with a massive release, just before I felt the two men start to cum. They must have discussed what they would do, as they both pulled out and sprayed their cum all over me.  I had no choice as I let it drip off me into little puddles on the floor.

 

Hanging my head in shame, I tried not to think about how I would look.  A hand pulled my head back sharply as Sean gripped my hair.  “Julie, now I really have a surprise for you.” I felt a stab of fear as I heard the door open and footsteps enter the room.  “I remembered how one of your fantasies is to have a gang bang while you are restrained and that is what I have lined up for you this afternoon. What do you think of that?”  Swallowing hard, I made myself answer him,  “Yes, I would like that.”

 

I felt dirty having to agree to being further used but was too scared of the consequences to not agree with him.  He let go of my hair and I looked up to see not only Pete, but also the doctor and Billy, the big guy who had held helped Sean secure and then rape me on my first day in the house.  There was such a sense of excitement and menace in the room that it almost took my breath away.  “Pete, would you get the video camera over there and flim some of this.  I know Julie would love to see this later.”  Sean was really playing this new guy and I wondered what he thought was going on.  I knew that Sean had no idea he was the guy from the brothel and still had some hope that he could help me get away. 

 

As Pete got the video going the men undressed and moved around me.  Sean was behind me still so I had no idea he had picked up the flogger again until the first strike to my bottom.  He hit me another five times until he passed it onto Billy who used it one my left breast and then it was the Doctor’s turn to strike my other breast.  They continued this for another four rounds, by which time I was really beginning to ache.  The flogger was dropped to the ground and I saw Sean give something to the two men and it wasn’t long before  I felt my nipples being squeezed into clamps and then weights added to them.  My nipples were pulled down taut and it took more than a few deep breaths to be able to start to handle the pain. 

 

As I opened my mouth to take another breath, the doctor filled it with his cock.  Behind me, Billy was already rubbing his cock up and down my pussy slit and then slid it home, my pussy moist from Sean’s cum.  He pumped away a few times and them moved up to my asshole.  I wanted to move away from him, his cock stretching the hole wide as he worked the head in.  The doctor grabbed me by my ears and started to fuck my face, his pubic hair tickling my nose as he thrust deep into my throat.   A few slaps on my already sore bottom allowed Billy’s cock to start to move into my ass.  After a few more slaps, he had his whole cock in me and they both started to fuck me in earnest. 

The weights on my nipples were rocking back and forwards and I felt the clamps start to move with the forced movement.  A burning pain on my back made me squeal around the doctor’s cock as he began to hit me with the flogger yet again. I began to feel like a piece of meat as I was pounded from both ends and my back continued to suffer under the flogger.  When the men were almost ready to cum, they again pulled out and showed me with their cum.  I could hardly see out of my right eye as the Doctor sprayed a load of cum on my face.  It also stung and I so wanted to wipe it away.  I could hear movement and Sean was in front of me again.  “Hey Pete, give the camera to Billy and fuck her.”  I wondered where this afternoon would end as I saw Pete start to walk over to me.

 

Chapter 5 - The Party continues

 

Pete’s view

 

I had almost dropped the camera as I filmed the doctor and Billy using Julie and I was sure there would be some shaky footage when the film moves onto Sean using the flogger on her back. Still feeling confused by what the real situation was, I hesitated slightly when Sean called me over to fuck Julie. My head was trying to tell me that she could be being held against her will but my cock just wanted to be inside her.  In the end my cock won and I handed the camera over and moved to stand behind her. “Um, Mr Thomas, do you think I could just wash her down a bit. I mean, I have nothing against how she looks but it could be hard to get a good grip.” 

 

Mr Thomas gave me a strange look but them smiled. “Sure, but maybe we should see what Julie wants. I mean this is her fantasy.”  I supposed he was right and watched as he bent down so he was on level with her face.  “Julie, would you like Pete to wash you down or are you happy to stay the way you are?”  She seemed to be thinking and I thought I saw Sean move his hand down to her clamps breasts.  “Maybe he could just wash off wear he wants to hold on?”  I thought I could hear some hesitation in her voice, but Sean seemed happy with her answer,

 

“Right, good idea love, Sean is that ok with you?”  I just nodded yes and used a cloth form the bathroom to wipe her hips.  Stroking my cock a few times to make it firm, I gently used my fingers to open her up and finding her well lubricated, I pushed into her slowly.  I had noticed how hard the other guys had used her before, but it was just not my style to fuck a girl the way the others had. She was talking all of Sean’s cock into her throat as I worked in and out of her pussy.  Using my hand, I gently rubbed her clit and heard what sounded like a moan.  Continuing to rub her, her moans increased, though whether it was Sean causing her moans or if it was from my hand, I didn’t know.  Her pussy felt so nice and warm around my cock and I knew that it wouldn’t be long before I came. Sean was still fucking her throat when I started to cum and quickly pulled out and added my cum to what was already on her back.

 

Sean had told me earlier that Julie really liked having cum on her, so that is why I was now spurting all over her back.  Now that I had cum, Sean seemed to really increase his sped and I could hear her gagging around his cock. He suddenly pulled out and added even more cum to her.  I thought it was a bit strange that he didn’t even say anything to her or even touch her after he had cum on her.  I decided that I would though, and knelt down in front of her. Lifting up her chin so I could see her eyes, I saw her glance over at Mr Thomas and then return her eyes to me.

 

“Julie, I just want to say how wonderful you are to allow us to satisfy your fantasy.  Whatever else happens, just know that this day will forever live in my memory.”  I thought I saw tears in her eyes but then figured it could just be from the cum. I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Mr Thomas standing over me.  Hoping I had not made a wrong move, I stood slowly and faced him.  “Pete, that was very nice of you. I guess in all the excitement I forget that it is still Julie there.” He then bent down in front of her as I had done. “Love, Pete is right, you are doing a great job and this really will be a day to remember. Now, I think it is time we move onto the next surprise of the day.”  He got me to help him release her and to aid her to stand. 

 

“Billy, I think we need some champagne. Would you take Pete and bring us back a couple of bottles and glasses?”  I followed Billy into the kitchen, trying to find out more about Julie and Mr Thomas on the way.  “Billy, what do you think of Julie?”  He didn’t answer me so I tried again. “Well, what I mean is have you known her long?”  Still no answer and I was about to try again when he turned suddenly and used his hand to flatten me against the wall.  I could tell that he was not using all of strength but still I could not move.

 

“Listen here Pete, it is not a good idea to keep asking questions about Julie and Mr

Thomas. What they do and how they choose to live is their business.  Now, I will ignore it this time, you being new here and all, but if it continues then I will have to let Mr Thomas know you have been sticking your nose into his business.”  He let go and I took a moment to settle my nerves before following him again down the hallway. Either he was just a very loyal employee or he also knew what was really going on.

 

Returning to the room with the champagne and the glasses, I was surprised to see the room was empty. Then I heard the sound of splashing water and Mr Thomas’s laughter.  Billy was already walking through a door I hadn’t noticed before and as I followed him I could see the two men and Julie sitting in what was one of the biggest spas I had ever seen. “Ah, here is the champagne. Pour us all a glass and then join us in the water boys.”  We did as Mr Thomas had asked, something I had noticed everyone did, and then entered into the water. 

 

I had not noticed before, but while the men were seated around the edge of the spa, Julie was sitting in the middle on some kind of a platform.  She still had at least one hand free, as she was able to hold the glass in her hand, but I thought she was somehow secured to the bottom of the spa.  I had no sooner sat down then Mr Thomas started to explain the features of the spa.

 

“Gentlemen and Julie, I am sure by now you have noticed that this is not just an ordinary spa.  This is my extra special gift to Julie, and I had it custom built just for her enjoyment.”  I thought Julie had stiffened slightly at his words but as I could not see her face, I could have been mistaken. “Now, let me explain what makes this spa so special. First of all, you might be wondering why Julie is seated in the middle. Well, she is sitting on a platform on which she is partly secured.” He took the half finished glass out of her hand and strapped her hand down under the water. “These straps are made so they can be lengthened or shortened as needed, so you could able to have the person floating or even pull them under the water for a while if you wanted to.” 

 

Julie definitely stiffened at his last remark. “Now that we have Julie secured, we can keep her in one place or by pressing this button here, she will start to turn on the platform.”  Julie began to rotate around the middle of the spa at a slow pace, so that each rotation took a few minutes.  “If you look beside you, you will notice a button on the wall of the spa. Press it and see what happens.”  We all did as he asked and sprays of water hit Julie from four sides of the spa.  “You can control the force of the spray by turning the button and the angle by pulling the button in and out. Give it a go.” 

 

Julie was hit with water going up and down her body at different strengths.  Her moans were loud and she began to gasp as the Doctor managed to hit her nipples when she rotated to face him.  My spray was only hitting her upper back but I heard her squeal as Mr Thomas aimed his spray at the bandage on her back.  It was lucky she had on a waterproof one, but I could imagine how much the spray of water would hurt her there.  I was about to say something when a look from Billy reminded me to mind my own business.

 

“Ok, to turn the water off, push the button right in.” All of the sprays of water stopped so the only sound in the room was of Julie trying to get her breath back.  “There is just one more feature I have not shown you yet. Watch and see what happens when I press this red button here.”  I was not sure at first what had happened, but was aware of Julie squirming in her seat and of her gasps.  The Doctor was the first one to work it out. “Hey, have you got jets of water aimed at her from somewhere.”  “Well, you are partly right, I have got under water sprays of water, but what you can’t see is the giant dildo that is now buried deep in Julie’s cunt.  It has it own water spray and right now her cervix is being hit by blasts of water as well as her clit being hit by the under water sprays.” 

 

No wonder she was short of breath and I was sure she was about to cum when all of a sudden she slumped down slightly in the water. “Gentlemen, I have a little game for you to play. You will each have two minutes to make Julie cum, using your own sprays. She will stay in one place for two minutes while you aim your spray at her, and then she will be given another two minutes to calm down. The first one to make her cum will get thirty minutes with Julie alone.”  I just knew I had to be the one to win the game, but also knew I had some stiff opposition.  Mr Thomas did not participate, just drank his champagne as Julie was spun slowly to face each of us.  Billy went first and thought she was breathing pretty hard, he could not make her cum. The doctor was next and aimed the water on her breasts, but still it was not enough.  On my first go, I tried to aim the water so it would hit her open pussy but it was still not enough.  By the time she came around to me again, she was looking tired and I just knew I had to make this one work.  I aimed again at her clit, but this time had the spray on its highest setting.  She began to gasp as soon as the water hit and her breathing just got more and more ragged as the time went by. The time was almost up, and I thought I had failed again, when her body began to shake in orgasm. It was not a big one, the events of the day obviously taking its toll, but it was defiantly an orgasm.

 

“Well done, Pete. Well, now that we have a winner, here are the rules.  You have to stay here in the spa with her, but if you wish she can be untied.  For safety reasons, we will be in the next room but you will still have your privacy. Come on guys, we can return in half an hour.” With some crumbling, the other got out and I couldn’t believe my luck in having found some time alone with her, even if Mr Thomas would still be close by.  

 

Julie’s view

 

I was just feeling so tired and still did not know what to make of Pete.  He had seemed to feel some concern for me but then he also had not hesitated to join in on the events so far.  All I really wanted to do was just lie down and go to sleep, but knew that wouldn’t happen yet. Looking to see that Sean had really left the room, I felt some relief and then tensed again as Pete touched my arm. “Shh, Julie, I am just going to untie you. I think after all you have been through, you deserve a bit of relaxation.”  I wanted to believe him, but after a year of men using me without any thought, I did not have a lot of trust anymore. 

 

Once he had untied me, I was relieved that he just moved back to his side of the spa and I was able to stretch out my sore muscles.  I still watched him out of the corner of my eye but was starting to relax a little bit.  He must have sensed this as he started to move closer to me but still made no attempt to touch me yet.  “Julie, I need you to come over to me, just in case Mr Thomas returns.”  I felt my stomach sink at the thought he might actually want to use me, but found myself doing as he asked.  Coming closer to him, I realised he was much younger than he had seemed and was properly not much older than I was. 

 

His arms went around me and I tensed again as he pulled me into his embrace.  However, all he did was to lay my head on his shoulder and gently rub my back.  “Julie, do you remember me?”  I knew then I was right, that he was the guy from the brothel.  I just nodded. “I am not sure what is going on here, but are you in some kind of trouble?”  My heart began to beat faster and I again felt a rush of hope that he could do something to help me.  What should I tell him? If Sean even had an inkling that he wasn’t just here for the job, not only would he be sent away but also I would be sure to be punished for talking to him. 

 

“Love, I know that if you are here against your will, that you would be worried about Mr Thomas finding out you told me. How about if you are not here by choice, you squeeze my hand three times.”  He had whispered this in my ear and I felt him take my hand under the water.  My mind was in a whirl, this was what I had hoped for all along but now my fear of Sean finding out was holding me back. Another awful thought suddenly came to me. What if it was a trap?  What if  Sean had arranged for Pete to test me?  I thought back over the day and tried to think of any time he had seemed like he was playing along with Sean but I could only remember his real concern in the tattoo parlour and the way he had thanked me when no one else even seemed to remember my name after they had fucked me. Taking a deep breath, I hoped he was genuine and squeezed his hand three times.  

 

Waiting to see if he would jump up and tell Sean, I only felt him hold me more tightly.  If it was a trap, then it was a good one and I felt myself responding to his embrace. “Thank you for trusting me. I don’t know yet how to help you, but believe me I will try my best.  Just know that I won’t let on that I know and will still have to do what Mr Thomas asked.”  I sighed, not wanting to get too excited but seeing the first ray of hope in what was a very dark existence.

 

“Pete, I need you to be honest with me.  Have you ever had any experience with a man like Sean?” When he just shook his head, I sighed again, but he lifted up my head to look at him.  “Julie I promise you I will do everything within my power to help you.”  I became aware of what we must look like and moved away from his arms and took his penis in my hand.  His surprised look was priceless but I knew that if Sean thought he had not done anything with me, he would be suspicious.  Pete must have worked out what I was doing and moved to sit up on the edge of the spa so that I had access to his cock with my mouth. 

 

I was in the middle of giving him a blowjob, enjoying the freedom of having full control over how fast I went and how far down my throat he went.  It also gave me time to think about the possibility of getting out of the mess I was in, but knew I would have to find a way of talking to him in private.  I felt his hand on my hair and gave a grunt as his cock was thrust into my throat.  The sound of Sean’s voice made me realise why Pete had taken over and for the first time in a long time,  I was grateful to have a man push his cock into me.

 

“Pete, just wanted to let you know you have about ten minutes left. After you are done, we will eat.” He left the room and Pete eased of the pressure, the look in his eyes one of apology for what he had done.  I just smiled at him and was pleased to see him smile back.  “Pete, do you want to fuck me?”  I couldn’t believe I had actually said that, but liked that fact that for once it was I able to ask and not just have a man take what he wanted.  He just looked at me with such great concern and shook his head.  

 

“Love, I think you need a break, but do you know what I would like? Mind you, know you can say no.”  My mind was racing with all the possibilities of what he might want, my experiences over the year giving me plenty of choices.  “Don’t look so worried, all I want is a kiss.”  I could feel the tears coming to my eyes to be asked to do something so normal and sweet even.   He must have misunderstood the reason for my tears, as he suddenly looked ashamed of himself.  Before I could change my mind, I reached up and took his face in my hands and kissed him.  It was not anything earth shattering, but it was soft and gentle and made me feel like a woman and not an object. 

 

He looked so surprised I wanted to laugh, but settled for a smile instead. “Pete, whatever happens, just knowing you are here will help me to keep going. But do be careful, Sean is not a nice man and if he knew…”  He placed his hands over my lips just as Sean entered the room. Obviously our time together was up, but I felt renewed. 

“Ok kiddies, that is time. Pete I do hope you enjoyed your time, go and dress now and I’ll meet you inside in a moment.” 

 

As Pete left, I felt the familiar rush of fear as I was again alone with Sean. He motioned for me to get out of the spa and I was half out when he grabbed my hair and pulled me out. Struggling to stand, he just laughed. “Hope you enjoyed your little spa.  Seems you were lucky Pete won, as the both Billy and the Doctor had some very interesting ideas for you. Don’t worry though, the party is not over yet.”  I moaned, my newfound strength flowing out of me at his words.

 

Laughing, he led me out to the room we had been in earlier, a table now set up ready for a meal in the middle of the room.  I baulked when I saw what was on the table, but Sean made me move until I was standing at the end of the table.  At each place setting, beside each plate, was laid a paddle, a flogger and a vibrator.  In the middle of the table, were placed nipple clamps, butt plugs, gags and other items for use on me.

 

“Gentlemen, here is our lovely Julie, fresh from her spa and ready to go.  I see you have noticed the toys I’ve had placed on the table.  We will eat first, then you will get the choice of one item from around you plate and two from the middle to use on Julie. The order we will decide over dinner with a few party games.”  I trembled as he mentioned party games, knowing that there would be no nice sit down meal for me.

The other men, except for Pete, were looking with interest at the items on the table.  Pete was just looking down, his hands looking tense on the back of the chair. I willed him to relax or Sean would surely notice the change in him. Luckily at that moment the first course of soup was brought in and all the men took a seat.

 

“Now, there will be three games, one with each course and this will determine the order for after the meal.”  I was shaking with the thought of what twisted games he would make me endure.  He led me over to the wall and chained my hands up over my head, so they were stretched up tight, forcing me to go up on my toes. My legs were spread between a spreader bar, which made it even harder to stay on my toes. He then spent some time placing a series of belts around my waist, neck and my upper thighs. I could see that there were little hooks hanging from each belt, though what they were for I didn’t know.   He then also attached clamps with similar hooks to my breasts and two on my pussy lips. His final act was to place a ball bag with another hook on it into my mouth. 

 

“Rules of the game, we will each have three rings, a different colour for each man. We will take turns and the one to get the most rings on the hooks wins. If you manage to get rings on her pussy or breasts, you got bonus points.  Each game we play has potential to earn you points.” I tried not to look at Pete as Sean spoke about me like I was a playground attraction.  Bracing myself, I saw Billy take aim and felt the ring bounce off my body.  The Doctor was next and he aimed right at my breast, the weight of the ring as it landed on the hook more than I had expected.  I hoped not too many of them would find their targets, though I knew Sean would be a good shot. 

 

Pete was next and as I expected his aim was way off.  Sean then took aim and I screeched as the ring landed on one of my pussy hooks. I could feel my pussy lip stretching down and before I even had a change to get used to the feeling, another ring slipped onto the other pussy hook.  Again my screech filled the room and I was grateful when the next ring missed.  By the time everyone had used up all of their turns, I had two more rings on my pussy lips, two on my right nipple and one on the other.  Another two hung from my waist, one from my right thigh and one from my neck belt.

 

The Doctor was declared the winner but I didn’t hear his score as I was just trying to cope with the pain of what the rings were doing to my pussy lips and breasts.  They left me like this almost all through the first course, relief only coming when Sean removed the rings and the belts, leaving the clamps on my pussy and breasts for last.  He did allow me to have some soup, not enough to ease my hunger but I was still grateful for the few spoonfuls he fed me. 

 

Wondering what the next game would be, my poor breasts were again clamped with the hooks hanging down and a small bucket was placed on each hook.  He returned to the table and gave each man what looked five little marbles each.  Knowing what they were going to do, I hoped they were going to be bad shots. “I am sure you have already worked out this next game, but I need to tell you the rules anyway.  Like the previous game, you will take turns to try to get your marbles into the buckets.”  I swallowed hard and waited for the first shot.

 

Unlike last time, the game moved slowly with the rounds being held in between a lot of eating and drinking.  At first this was good, as it gave me time to catch my breath between each round. But after the third round, with three balls in one bucket and four in the other, I was really starting to feel the pull on my nipples, not to mention the ache in the back of my calves from having to balance on my toes.  Pete had again managed to miss most of his shots, with only one ball going in, but at least Sean did not seem to be too worried about it.

 

The next round found another two balls in the right bucket, meaning it now had six and was starting to feel like it was trying to pull my nipple off.  By the time the last round and the main meal was over, I had six balls in each bucket and was in great pain.  Billy was the winner this time, though the Doctor and Sean tied for second, with Pete getting just two balls in.  Sean moved over to me and thankfully removed the buckets and then the rest of the restraints, so I could move down off my toes.  To my surprise, I was then allowed to sit for a while and given a plate of food to eat. 

 

While I savoured the meal, I saw a trolley full of fruit being rolled in. Each man was given a selection of grapes, berries and a small bits of other fruit onto their plates.  I started to feel uncomfortable about how the fruit might be used.  It didn’t take long for Sean to tell everyone what they had to do.  “Now we come to desert and what will be the final party game. You all have an amount of fruit on your plate. The rules of the game are that you will each place on piece of fruit into Julie’s pussy until she is full, then in turns you will suck the fruit out one by one. If you are the one who makes her cum first you win, then we keep going to see who will be the second one and so on. There is plenty more fruit if we need to repeat the process again.”  I had suddenly lost my appetite as he told them the rules, which was just as well as my plate was removed and I was lifted up onto the table.  I was tied down so that my legs were spread wide and my pussy exposed. To add to my humiliation I was blindfolded so I would have no idea who was doing what.

 

The fruit was cold but soon warmed up at it was pushed into me. It was truly a strange sensation to feel the small pieces of fruit inside of me.  I don’t know how long it took to fill me but I was ready to burst by the time the first one started to suck the fruit out of me.  I could hear laughter but no one spoke while bit by bit the fruit was removed.  I was starting to feel my orgasm rising, and now that they had to suck really hard to get the pieces further inside of me, I knew it was only a matter of time before I came.  It only took three more pieces of fruit before I was cumming, the men only giving me enough time for my orgasm to stop before they started on me again. This time it didn’t take long at all before my second orgasm hit and even less time for my third.  I was exhausted and closed my eyes for a moment, only having to open then again as the blindfold was removed. Blinking in the light, I saw three faces smiling down at me, Pete standing back trying to look busy as he removed the plates from the table.

 

“Well done Julie, you certainly make a very attractive table decoration, but it is time for the main games of the evening.” I knew the only thing keeping me going was fear and I just wished this day would end.  “I am sure you are all keen to know the order for the rest of the night, so just let me get Julie settled in and then I will let you know.” I was cuffed into the same frame they had used when they had gang banged me, my body aching all over as I was again placed on my hands and knees.  “Ok, the order will be the Doctor, Billy, myself and then Pete.  Remember you get a choice of one of the items from beside your plate and two from the middle.  You will each have twenty minutes then we will give Julie a ten minute break.” 

 

He was only offering me a break to seem fair to Pete, the other two well and truly aware of my status in the house.  I could not see what implements the doctor was collecting, as I was facing away from the table.  I flinched as he pulled back my head and inserted a large penis gag, the head reaching almost down my throat and then pushed a butt plug into my ass.  It seemed to be well lubricated, so it was a full rather than a painful feeling.  What he did next though was definitely painful, as the paddle hit my butt, causing the plug to go in even more.  “I want to hear you count each hit and thank me Julie.” I could hardly speak but managed to do as he asked. By the time I was at ten my ass was burning, by twenty it was all I could do to yell out the count and remember to thank him.  He hit me another five times, my ass feeling like it was on fire by the time he was done. He remove the plug and the gag and returned to the others.

 

I was relieved when Sean called twenty minutes and I was able rest, though I had to remain in the frame.  Pete came over with a class of water, which was very welcome and also gave him the opportunity to wipe the tears from my face.  I could hear Billy getting his equipment together and hoped he didn’t decide to paddle my ass again.  Pete moved away and Billy knelt down in front of me, his fingers pinching my already sore nipples.  “Please, Billy, anything else but the clamps. They are so sore already.” I knew I properly shouldn’t ask, but it just came out.  “Don’t worry, I’m not planning on using the clamps.”  I opened my mouth to thank him when he pushed in a massive ball gag, my jaw almost dislocating with its insertion.  He didn’t choose any thing else from the middle of the table but instead returned with the flogger, which he used on my hanging breasts.  He hit one side then brought the flogger over my head to hit the other side.  He got up such a rhythm that there was sweat running down his face and by the time he had finished we were both finding it hard to breath. My breasts now ached like my bottom did and I still had to face up to whatever Sean had in mind.

 

My next ten minutes was filled with worry over what Sean would do and I was again grateful as Pete brought me over another glass of water. I longed to tell him how glad I was he was here but remained silent and tried to rest for a few minutes.  My hair being pulled back signalled that start of Sean’s time and the first thing he did was to place clamps on to my nipples.  I took a deep breath and tried not to scream as the pain radiated through my body.  His other choice was the blindfold, so my world was dark again.  My body then exploded in pain as he began to use the flogger on what seemed like every part of my body that he could reach, even the souls of my feet did not miss out. I was screaming by the time he was done, my body aching all over.  He removed the blindfold, which was now wet with my tears, and then removed the clamps. This added pain only made me scream more.

 

I had been pushed hard before but I really felt like I was about to crack.   The only thing keeping me going was the knowledge that Pete was the last one and I was sure he would not hurt me.  I was not mistaken as he chose only the vibrator.  He knelt down behind me and gently ran the head of the vibrator up and down my pussy. I know he was trying to be helpful, but in my present state all I wanted to do was sleep.  He bent down to play with my breasts and whispered in my ear. “Julie, I am sorry I could do nothing to help you tonight. I hope you are not too angry with me.” I could only shake my head as a way of letting him know it was the opposite that I was feeling.

 

He ran the vibrator up my stomach and around each breast, and despite my exhaustion, I felt some sensations start to form. When he returned the vibe to my pussy, I was surprised to feel another orgasm forming. He gently used one finger in my pussy and the combination of his finger and the vibrator on my clit brought me to yet another orgasm.  It was bigger than I thought and by the time it was done, I was almost asleep.  Even Sean must have seen that I would be no good for anything for the rest of the night and when I was released told the others that I needed to go to bed. He had to almost carry me back to my room and I am sure I was asleep before my head even hit the pillow.

 

Chapter 6 – The Escape

 

Pete’s view

 

Not long after Julie was finally allowed to go to sleep, the party broke up. I was about to head back to my unit above the garage, when Mr Thomas asked if he could have a word before I left.  I nervously followed him into his den and hoped I had not been caught out. He went to pour me another drink but I waved it away and sat down, just wanting to be out of his sight.

 

“Pete, thank you for joining in our little celebration today. I could tell it wasn’t your thing, but I appreciate the effort you made.  I am sure Julie did too, though she is asleep so can’t tell you herself.”   I had to clench me fist to keep from telling him that I knew his disgusting secret but just smiled at him. “Well, Mr Thomas, I appreciate the opportunity you are giving me here.  Also, I try not to judge others sexual preferences.”  He raised an eyebrow at me and took a sip of his drink. 

 

“Pete, I am pleased you appreciate your job here so I know you will respect our privacy.”  This veiled threat made me clench my fist even tighter, my nails digging into the skin of my palm.  “Of course, I would never say anything about what happened. After all, I like Julie and wouldn’t want to upset her.”  Again he raised his eyebrow at me.  After a few minutes he spoke again, his voice now sounding very business like.

 

“Pete, I won’t need you to drive me anywhere tomorrow, but I will be taking the car out myself.  Make sure the keys are one the hook in the garage. What you do with the day is up to you.” He then turned his back me and waved me gone.  As I made my way back to my place over the garage, my mind began to think of the opportunity I would have to see Julie and maybe even get her out of here tomorrow.

 

A few phone calls on my mobile phone later, I had arranged to leave my car at a friend’s house and take an old one that he had.  He also was arranging for the use of an old cabin for a week, just in case I managed to get Julie free.  I knew it would be risky but it might be the best chance I had for a while.    Sleep didn’t come easy, my mind full of how I could get into the house.  When I woke to the sounds of the car pulling out of the drive, I knew it was time to put my plans into action. After a quick shower to wake me up and a cup of black coffee, I headed off to the house, my heart doing a tap dance in my chest.

 

My knock on the door sounded so loud to my ears and I had a story all ready to tell Billy, so the sight of a Spanish woman at the door took my by surprise.  “Please to help you?”  It took a moment for me to realise she was asking what I wanted and I tried to tell her I wanted to come into the house to find an aspirin.   It took a full five minutes of mime and misunderstanding before she worked out I was the driver and ushered me into the kitchen.  Before I could stop her, she was buzzing around putting on bacon and eggs and placing a mug of coffee in front of me.  I relaxed, at least I was inside and if Billy did come in, it would be easy to explain why I was here.

 

I found out her name was Maria and she worked a few days in the kitchen each week. 

She looked blank when I mentioned Julie’s name, so I guessed she did not know she was in the house.  I was just about finished the food and was starting to wonder how to get upstairs to look for Julie, when the phone rang. Maria went to answer it, and I just waved a thank you at her and headed for the front door, ducking off in the direction of the stairs at the last minute.  I could still hear her voice on the phone, so was pretty sure she had not seen me change course.

 

Now I was upstairs, I began to search for where Julie might be, listening against any closed doors. If Billy saw me, I would say I needed the toilet but hoped I wouldn’t come to that.  I came to a door at end of the hall and thought I could hear crying from inside.  I whispered Julie’s name and knocked lightly on the door. The sound of footsteps let me know someone was inside and I knocked softly again. I could tell she was standing just near the door and was about to knock again when a small voice answered my knocks. “Who is it?”  It was her.  “Julie, it is Pete, are you OK?”  There was a slight hesitation before her answer. “As OK as I ever am in this place.” I tried the door, which of course was locked, and thanked by wayward cousin who had taught me how to pick locks.  He was now in jail but what he had taught me got me into the room.  Quickly shutting the door behind me, I signalled Julie to be silent and went into the bathroom.  Once the shower was turned on, I turned to talk to her.

 

“Julie, if you are up to it, I have a plan to get you out of here.  Are you with me?”  I saw her eyes widen first in fear and then she looked around and nodded. I tried to imagine what she might be thinking but didn’t want to waste too much time in case they had cameras in the room.  “Do you have any clothes to change in to?” She just shook her head and I thought quickly about where to get her some. Remembering I had passed what looked to be Mr Thomas’s room just down the hall, I took her hand and after checking the coast was clear, led her into his room.

 

Her hesitation to enter the room I first put down to her nervousness at what we were doing, but when I saw her eyes fill with tears at the sight of the bed, I knew something bad must had happened in the room.  Not having time to ask her, I threw a polo shirt and a pair of sweat pants on the bed. I had to click my fingers to get her attention and then she quickly put the clothes on. They were a bit big but at least she was covered for now. 

Creeping back to her door, I made sure it was locked and that you could hear the shower running, and continued slowly down the steps.  Her hand was tight in mine and we made it down to the ground floor without anyone seeing us.  Billy’s voice in the room just down the hall startled us both, but to her credit she did not make a sound. “Stay here, and I will distract him. As soon as you hear me talking to Billy, run as fast as you can and head up to my place over the garage. I have left the door unlocked. Good luck.” 

 

I saw her crouch down behind a chair and taking a deep breath, I entered the room where Billy was.  He was sitting in front of an array of TV screens, which I realised were security monitors.  I could see the front drive, the gates and a shot of the lawns around the house. The other screens were blank and I relaxed as I realised he did not have Julie’s room on one of the screens.  Coughing, he turned around and before he could ask what I was doing there, I began to tell him about the great breakfast Maria had just made me. 

“Pal, isn’t she one of the best cooks, almost as good as my own Mum.”  I agreed and walked around, pretending to look at the back of the monitors. “Billy, I have often wondered about these things; are they all connected to one system or do they work independently of each other?”  I had no idea what he was saying but he seemed to enjoy telling me how it all worked.  He even explained how they usually have some of the rooms in the house monitored at well, but that there was a glitch in the system at the moment, so they only had the outside ones working. I said a silent thank you  that he had not seen me getting Julie out of her room.

 

Suddenly though, he must have remembered he had a job to do and I just hoped Julie had made her way up to my place in time.  I jumped when he swore at one of the screens and I was about to do the bolt. “Fucking salesman, I have told him time and time again we do not need new carpet, but he just keeps coming back.”  I looked at the screen to see a truck with the logo of a popular carpet retailer on the side, and no sight of Julie at all. Next thing the man pushed the button on the intercom and I heard Billy telling him to go away. 

 

I took the opportunity to leave and waved a goodbye, making myself walk when I just wanting to run.  It seemed like an eternity as I made my way back up to my place, the feeling a bit like those dreams where you never reach the door. But reach the door I did, and as I entered I started to feel some concern as I could not see Julie anyway.  Where was she?  Surely she had not misunderstood me and gone somewhere else?  I was just about to check the garage down stairs when I became aware of a movement at the back of the room.

 

Julie stood up from behind my couch and I just wanted to take her into my arms as she looked so much like a lost little girl in the oversized shirt.  I made a move towards her and was shocked to see her back away from me.  Having to remind myself of how huge this whole thing must be for her, I stopped where I was.  “Julie, you know you have no need to be scared of me, but I can understand how you might not trust what is going on.  I need you to try though. Can you do that?”  She looked anxious for a moment and then nodded. 

 

“Good, now I need you to get into this bag, so that you look like you are part of my washing.  I usually take the bag and do my washing once a week, so it will not cause Billy to think anything strange is going on.”  She hesitated momentarily and then moved to step into the bag.  I knew that after all she had been through, this could seem like just another kinky act. Before she bent down fully into the bag, I took her face in my hands and kissed her gently on her lips. She seemed startled at first but then lent into the kiss, her tears wetting my hands as she began to cry. “Julie, I don’t know what will happen but you can trust me.”  This time her eyes locked onto to mine and I could see hope there. 

 

Once she was in the bag, along with some sheets to bulk it out, I carefully picked her up and carried the bag down the stairs.  She had made a few low grunts when I first picked her up but once she found a comfortable position, she was silent and still until I reached my old car.  Placing the bag onto the front seat, I opened the garage door and prepared to drive her away.  I just hoped our luck would hold and that no-one had noticed she was not in her room, the shower running hopefully buying us some time. 

 

When I sat back in the car, I leant over and opened up the top of the bag to check she was ok. “Julie, we are almost out of here,  all I have to do is get Billy to open the gate. You have to stay still for a few more minutes, is that ok?” Her big eyes looked up at me and she again just nodded.  I rubbed her hair out of her eyes and taking a deep breath, I drove out of the garage.

 

Julie’s view

 

I could hardly believe what was happening.  Not only had Sean surprised me this morning my telling me I had a day with no clients or demands and had removed the cuff so I could move around the room, then Pete had turned up.  I still had a small section of my mind that wondered if this was some kind of a trap, a way for Sean to test my loyalty or something.  However, I had decided that if he was being honest and actually had a way to get me out, then I would be a fool not to try it. 

 

Walking into Sean’s room, the first time since the day he and Billy had raped me, almost made me loose it, but Pete had brought me back around.  I hated wearing Sean’s clothes but knew it would be better then being naked.  When I had heard Billy’s voice I thought we would be caught, but again Pete had saved the day and I had been able to make it across to his place. Once there, I had begun to worry about someone else coming in to find me, so I had hidden behind the couch.  The look of hurt in Pete’s eyes as I backed away from him helped me to trust him and now I found myself sitting in a laundry bag on the front seat beside someone I barely knew.  However, the way he had kissed me had washed away even more doubts and I found myself starting to feel that long forgotten feeling of trust.

 

I felt the car move and sat as still as I could, which with all the time I had spent being forced to be still, was not so hard. “Hey Billy, could you open the gates?  I am off to do my washing and then plan to spent the rest of the day at the beach.”  I hadn’t realised I was holding my breath until I heard the gates opening and the car moved through them and made a left turn.  We drove along for what felt like five minutes or so and then the car stopped.  The fresh air felt great on my face and I hoped that I would only see Pete’s face and not Sean’s. I still needed a bit more convincing that this was not a trap. 

 

Pete’s face came into view and I felt a rush of relief as he helped me out of the bag. “Here, put this on. I just have to make one stop to change cars and then I have a safe place for us to stay for a while.”  Taking the hat he handed me, I piled my hair up and put it on. I had so much I wanted to ask him but still felt the need to be sure he was taking me to safety.  As he drove, I could see him give me some glances but was glad he was just letting me think.  We reached a fairly run down house and he drove around behind it and helped me out of the car. 

 

Lifting up the mat at the back door, he swapped his car keys for another set that was sitting there. Looking around, I kept imagining Sean running around the corner, but all that happened was that I was led to sit in the other car that had been sitting in the yard. It looked like an older model, but so long as it took me further away from Sean, I didn’t mind.  We drove in silence for a few hours, the radio the only sound in the car.  I saw a sign for a turn off to Blue Lake and soon we were bumping down a dirt road until he turned and parked the car.

 

I could see a beautiful lake in front of me and an old cabin just near where we had parked. “It is not much, but it is private and no one but my friend Tim knows we are here. You must be hungry, there is plenty of food inside.”  I knew he wanted me to talk to him, but for now I was just trying to get my head around all that had happened.  By now, they would surely know I was gone and Sean would be furious. 

 

The enormity of what we had done suddenly hit me and I found myself unable to move.  I was overcome with a rush of emotions, fear and hope being on the top of the list.  When the tears came, I felt like a dam had burst and just cried and cried.  Pete tried to comfort me, but at that moment I didn’t want anyone to touch me and pushed him away. I’m not sure how long I cried for but by the time by cries had become sobs; I could see Pete just sitting under a nearby tree. He had that hurt look in his eyes again, but there was also concern there.  I made my way slowly out of the car and sat down beside him.

 

“Pete, I haven’t thanked you yet. I guess it has come as a bit of a surprise.”  He turned to me and went to put his hand on mine, but pulled it away again.  Not surprising, considering the way I had just pushed him away.  Not wanting him to feel uncomfortable, I took his hand and held it gently.  Trying to put my emotions into words, I was about to speak when Pete got in first. “Julie, I just can’t even begin to imagine what you have been through or how you might be feeling. You just do whatever you need to do, cry, scream, sleep, talk or whatever else you need to do.  We are safe here, so just take your time and when you feel up to it, we will work out where you go to from here.”  At that moment, I felt such a rush of gratitude that someone cared enough for me to risk their life.  “Pete, thank you.  I am certain I will do all of what you just said and maybe more, so please don’t be upset if I at times push you away or don’t want to talk to you. After a year with Sean, I am afraid my trust of people is not what it used to be. Now, did you mention food before, I am starving.” 

 

The cabin was small but clean, with a main bedroom and bathroom and a very comfy looking couch in the living area. The kitchen was very basic but again had all you would need.  Pete warmed up some soup and we ate in silence, after which I excused myself to take a shower.  I had not yet fully accepted the fact that I was safe, my brain still refusing to believe I was really free of Sean’s grasp.  The water felt wonderful and Pete had given me a soft bathrobe to put on when I was finished. He had also got his mate to bring up a selection of clothes for me to wear, so I would not have to wear Sean’s clothes again. Lingering under the spray of water, I tried to just enjoy being free from fear and felt myself really beginning to relax. 

 

There was a note on the bench in the kitchen telling me Pete was down by the lake and I decided to join him.  I still was not used to the freedom to make up my own mind but it was something I was quickly remembering. Heading outside, the sun just setting over the lake looked so beautiful I had to just watch it for a while.  Pete must have seen me as he called me over and I made my way down to the edge of the lake where he was sitting.

 

“I was hoping you would join me. Would you like a drink?” He had a bottle of wine open and on my nod, poured me a glass.  I sat beside him, watching the sunset and enjoying the feeling of being with a man I wasn’t scared of.  I could sense he wanted to ask me something when he turned to face me. “Julie, you can tell me it is none of my business, but how did you come to be with Sean?”  I wasn’t sure if I wanted to think about this now but he had been very patient, so with a deep breathe if started to tell him my story. I told him about how I had run away and my adventures during the first few days in the city, including how I had come to be in Sean’s home.

 

“He just seemed to be so nice and caring, I couldn’t believe it when he turned on me. He had Billy help him and they both raped me on Sean’s bed.  After that he put me in  the cage until I was ready to do anything he wanted.” I was glad he had not asked me more about the cage but his next question was also a hard one to talk about.  “When I first saw you at the brothel, you were scared of something. What was going on there?”

I looked out at the water, the memory of all the times I had been forced to suffer for the whims of my clients going through my head. Pete must have sensed my unease, as he laid a hand on my shoulder. “God Julie, of course you don’t want to relive all those terrible memories.  Just forget I asked.” 

 

But I found I did want to talk about it. “No It’s OK.  I think it might actually help to talk about it. It all started after Sean had held me for about two months. A friend of his came to visit and play with me, and when they were done he had suggested that Sean bring me down to his brothel and make some money.  Pete, out of all the things Sean did to me that had to be the worst. I just felt so exposed and those guys were just so evil. There was one who liked to use a whip on me, he would tie me to a post and just go for it.  Another one liked to give me enemas, making me take more and more until I was sure I would pop.  Then there was Sir, the man I was due to visit on the day you saw me.  He scared me the most, not such much due to what he would do, though he was equally as nasty as the rest, but because he just didn’t seem to care at all.  I am sure that if I was left with him over an extended period of time, he would have killed me.”  I stopped; again feeling the rush of fear those visits had brought me.  Pete was silent beside me and I figured sometimes the truth really is hard to hear. 

 

‘Pete, that day you saw me, I wanted so much to let you help me, but I am sure you know now why I had to tell you leave me alone.  I never, ever dreamed you would even remember me after that night let alone risk so much to help me.”  I felt the inevitable tears again rock my body, but this time I allowed Pete to hold me until I had calmed again.  By now the sun was almost set and it was getting a bit cool, so we headed back inside again.

 

 

Epilogue

 

Three months later, Pete and I were back at the cabin, but this time there was no need to hide out.  The day before we had been in court, hearing the judge sentence Sean to life in prison.  I had spent the last few weeks testifying in court to all the things he had done, the experience embarrassing and traumatic, but in the end I had decided that it was worth it to see Sean pay for what he had done to me.  The police had also arrested the Doctor and the man who owned the brothel and both had confessed after hearing how long they might have to spend in prison. They were both awaiting sentencing, but at least I knew they had not been allowed bail, so I had no fear of them coming after me.

 

My family had come down to see me after the police had rang them to let them know what had happened. I had been feeling a bit unsure of how they would react, but they were just so grateful to see me again. They said they had been heartbroken when I had run off and had not stopped trying to find me. They had spent three weeks with me and Pete and by the time they had to go back home, I had promised to visit soon. They had really wanted me to go back home to live, but I didn’t think I was ready to face my hometown yet. 

 

Pete had been wonderful and over time I learnt to trust and rely on him to be a shoulder to cry on and a friend to laugh with. He had given me no reason to mistrust him and had not even tried to touch me in any way but as a friend.  I had been grateful to him, not sure yet how I would react to having sex again, though I was starting to feel ready to try.  I looked over at Pete, my smile wide and he looked up from the fish he was preparing for our evening meal. “Hey, what is that look for?  Anyone would think you didn’t have a care in the world.” 

 

I crossed over to him and kissed him, not a friendly kiss but the kind of one that makes your toes curl. Taking him by the hand, I felt truly free and intended to share that freedom with the man I loved. “Come on, I think it is time for you to be rewarded for your patience.”  The look on his face was priceless and I just had to kiss him again, before pulling him into the bedroom.  Now I was finally free of Sean, I wanted to make my own choices and Pete was going to be the first one to benefit from my new found confidence, I just hoped he was ready for all the love I had to give.